-----------------A/N: Sorry for the late update-I'm currently obsessed over
Aya/Ken (Weiss Kreuz) pairing! They're so kawaii together *squeals*. I
know it's a yaoi couple, but don't get the wrong idea. There WON'T be any
yaoi contents in any of my stories. Anyways, I'm trying to get more focus
on this story. which leads to this chapter! Happy reading! And if you
have the time-why not go read my other story, ne? ^.~
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The auburn hair girl was ecstatic. "Wow, Tomoyo. that is so beautiful!" Her eyes were stuck onto the piece that her friend had just finished a few minutes ago. Lying on the table was a glamorous snow cotton dress that was sure to catch the eyes of all girls. Of course it would, because it was made by the one and only. Daidouji Tomoyo.
"You think so?" Tomoyo was still unsure. It looked right, but she just felt that something was missing since she only spent about a day designing, and then putting the masterpiece together.
"I know so." Sakura knew her friend was talented. No wonder Tomoyo worked for one of the biggest name in fashion designs.
Tomoyo smiled. "Well, since it did get the approval from you. I guess I should turn it in today."
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"No! That's too cold!" a hotheaded Syaoran exclaimed. The girl filling in for Sakura was making his week miserable. First of all, she didn't even know what he liked to eat; in fact, she didn't even bother to ask him. The blonde girl just gave him some chicken and mash potato, assuming that most people love chicken. Well, she was wrong. Li Syaoran was not like most people. And Li Syaoran dislike chicken; he prefers fruits, vegetables, and rice. He wasn't a vegetarian, mind you. He just didn't like to eat from helpless creatures, like chickens, that were easily slaughtered. Now, beef and pork-that's a different story.
And now, the blonde nurse, who had been with him for almost three days, still couldn't get the temperature of the water that he needed for his bath. It either was too cold or too hot. It was never perfect. Never right.
'How come Sakura's the only one who know what I like and how I like it?' he wondered. Come to think of it, although he didn't want to admit it, he did miss her. He actually liked the way she treated him and talked to him. And she did say that she wanted to be his friend. Syaoran then, shook his head. No, he couldn't trust people so easily. And when he did, look at what happened to him.
In this world, people lie. True, no one is perfect, but couldn't they at least tell the truth. Maybe when it came to a serious situation-like the one he had been in. Syaoran sighed. It's all in the past. Why does it matter now? He was still in this hellhole, but he knew he' recover. He had people who helped him. He shook his head. No. he had one girl who helped him. A girl, who now he is just starting to realize that as each day went by, the coldness in his heart is starting to melt. and the road ahead of him will be a beautiful sunset because she was there.
"-ran.. Mr. Li Syaoran?"
Syaoran jerked from his thought. "Hn?" he murmured. He was glad someone woke him up from his endless thoughts or else he would've.
"What is it?" he asked.
"You have a visitor," replied his temporarily nurse.
'Who could it be?' His mind still couldn't concentrate.
"Well, I'll just put you back onto your wheelchair."
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"So, did they accept it?" Sakura anxiously asked her friend as she came back from giving her dress design to her company. Tomoyo smiled gaily and nodded. "I knew it! They never ever turn down one of Daidouji Tomoyo's work!"
"Sakura."
"Hm?"
"I.I know who Meilin Rae is."
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"Meilin?" Syaoran let the name slipped out of his mouth. Of course, how could he forget about her? His blonde nurse had just informed him that his visitor went by the name of Meilin Rae.
"She'll be here shortly. If you need anything, just press that button," she motioned her head to the switch near his bed. But then, why did she bother? He couldn't even see.
A moment after the nurse left, Syaoran heard footsteps entering the room. That was Meilin alright. The short, slow steps that he had remember. She used to always sneak up on him when he was alone, and then surprised him by putting her hands around his eyes. Those were the days.
"How ya doing, Syaoran?" a nervous voice greeted. Ah, he remembered when she had visited him days ago. It had torn his heart when she was taken away.
"Meilin. should you even. be here?" he slowly questioned.
She smirked. "It's alright." She then, leaned down until she was face to face with him. "The families worried about you," she whispered. "They want you to forgive them."
"."
"Syaoran, they want you to have surgery on your eyes. Both families are willing to pay for it. Aren't you glad that they're working well together?" she paused. "Then, after you're out of the hospital. maybe. we can continue our dream, ne?" Meilin didn't give him a time to response as she leaned in closer to his parted lips and gave a soft, tranquil kiss.
He didn't get it. 'When will it ever be what 'you' want and not what the family wants? Why couldn't it have been YOUR plan instead of theirs.' He thought sadly to himself. Oh the memories. He used to remember when it had been "I want."
Those really were the days.
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"Really? So, she's your boss's daughter?" Was Syaoran in love with this Meilin Rae? She had remembered him calling out her names numerous times. What do they have in common?
Tomoyo nodded. "And she needs me to make a dress for her."
"What for?"
Her friend just shrugged. "Probably just some fancy celebration."
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Meilin pulled back from the quick kiss. "I.I should really be going." She stood up and ambled to the door. Before disappearing through the entrance, she glanced back at him and parted a farewell. till next time.
Syaoran just sat there, not knowing what to say. Even if she hadn't told him about getting surgery, he would've gotten it himself. He had the money. For god sake, he was a rich dog! He came from a wealthy family- nice house, nice car. but cruel hearts? No, he couldn't think of them like that.
He sighed. Well, whatever was going to happen, he was getting surgery. He was sick of staring at the same dark blankness each day and not being able to see the new people he met. Besides, he didn't need Meilin to tell him that he needed a surgery. He had already decided that when he first found out that he had lost his eyesight. Syaoran had order the doctor. He had yell and shout that he wanted one as quickly as possible. The doctor himself just hadn't given him a response of when it would be. And he was waiting for the day that he'd reply back.
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Two days and seven hours. That was how long Tomoyo took to finish the dark, cerulean attire. She, for once, finally felt that this piece had it all. She didn't feel any regret. And she did not feel like something was wrong or missing. This piece was pure perfection. It was a beauty!
Tomoyo yawned. She had slaved over this thing without any rest. And now she had to give it to her boss. Her eyelids were just begging to close.
"Tomoyo, if you're exhausted, I'd be more than happy to deliver that for you," Sakura suggested. Her friend definitely needed a break.
A lazy smile crept on Tomoyo's lips. "Oh, would you Sakura? Thanks a bunch. You're such a dear." She then, scribbled down the address. "Thanks again," she tiredly managed the words out before falling into a deep sleep.
"Anytime," Sakura replied to her sleeping friend. She guessed she could use this time to visit her dear patient, since her whole vacation, she hadn't been doing much. She took that back. She had been doing nothing but being a lazy bum in the house. "I guess I could use some time out."
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A/N: Please review. Sorry that this chapter sucked. It should get easier to write from now on. ^^ And if you want me to email you whenever I update this fic, please tell me so and leave your email address.
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SaFiRe Star: Wow, thank you so much for the wonderful review! I'm so happy! ^^ No one's ever told me that my story was the best before. *hugs* I'm so glad you like it. THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!! You don't know how much I appreciate that!!
NEOGALAXY: Hehe, thanks for reviewing again! I loved your review and I'll definitely try to put in some S+S mush for you! ^^
Omasu: A double THANK YOU to you for reviewing both of my fanfics. Glad you liked it!
sapphirecrystal: Thank you for the suggestion. I should really do that, shouldn't I? OMG, I forgot all about Sakura's feeling towards Syaoran. Thanks a bunch! Meilin's Syaoran's. hehe this chapter will clear a little bit up. ^^
Vixen: wow-good guess! It's so close. but you'll have to read and find out hehe ^.~ I'd like to thank you so much for reviewing again! Its so much appreciated and I love your comments! Thanks!!
-------------------------------------------CHAPTER SEVEN: And More News! --- --------------------
The auburn hair girl was ecstatic. "Wow, Tomoyo. that is so beautiful!" Her eyes were stuck onto the piece that her friend had just finished a few minutes ago. Lying on the table was a glamorous snow cotton dress that was sure to catch the eyes of all girls. Of course it would, because it was made by the one and only. Daidouji Tomoyo.
"You think so?" Tomoyo was still unsure. It looked right, but she just felt that something was missing since she only spent about a day designing, and then putting the masterpiece together.
"I know so." Sakura knew her friend was talented. No wonder Tomoyo worked for one of the biggest name in fashion designs.
Tomoyo smiled. "Well, since it did get the approval from you. I guess I should turn it in today."
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"No! That's too cold!" a hotheaded Syaoran exclaimed. The girl filling in for Sakura was making his week miserable. First of all, she didn't even know what he liked to eat; in fact, she didn't even bother to ask him. The blonde girl just gave him some chicken and mash potato, assuming that most people love chicken. Well, she was wrong. Li Syaoran was not like most people. And Li Syaoran dislike chicken; he prefers fruits, vegetables, and rice. He wasn't a vegetarian, mind you. He just didn't like to eat from helpless creatures, like chickens, that were easily slaughtered. Now, beef and pork-that's a different story.
And now, the blonde nurse, who had been with him for almost three days, still couldn't get the temperature of the water that he needed for his bath. It either was too cold or too hot. It was never perfect. Never right.
'How come Sakura's the only one who know what I like and how I like it?' he wondered. Come to think of it, although he didn't want to admit it, he did miss her. He actually liked the way she treated him and talked to him. And she did say that she wanted to be his friend. Syaoran then, shook his head. No, he couldn't trust people so easily. And when he did, look at what happened to him.
In this world, people lie. True, no one is perfect, but couldn't they at least tell the truth. Maybe when it came to a serious situation-like the one he had been in. Syaoran sighed. It's all in the past. Why does it matter now? He was still in this hellhole, but he knew he' recover. He had people who helped him. He shook his head. No. he had one girl who helped him. A girl, who now he is just starting to realize that as each day went by, the coldness in his heart is starting to melt. and the road ahead of him will be a beautiful sunset because she was there.
"-ran.. Mr. Li Syaoran?"
Syaoran jerked from his thought. "Hn?" he murmured. He was glad someone woke him up from his endless thoughts or else he would've.
"What is it?" he asked.
"You have a visitor," replied his temporarily nurse.
'Who could it be?' His mind still couldn't concentrate.
"Well, I'll just put you back onto your wheelchair."
--------------------------------------
"So, did they accept it?" Sakura anxiously asked her friend as she came back from giving her dress design to her company. Tomoyo smiled gaily and nodded. "I knew it! They never ever turn down one of Daidouji Tomoyo's work!"
"Sakura."
"Hm?"
"I.I know who Meilin Rae is."
---------------------------------
"Meilin?" Syaoran let the name slipped out of his mouth. Of course, how could he forget about her? His blonde nurse had just informed him that his visitor went by the name of Meilin Rae.
"She'll be here shortly. If you need anything, just press that button," she motioned her head to the switch near his bed. But then, why did she bother? He couldn't even see.
A moment after the nurse left, Syaoran heard footsteps entering the room. That was Meilin alright. The short, slow steps that he had remember. She used to always sneak up on him when he was alone, and then surprised him by putting her hands around his eyes. Those were the days.
"How ya doing, Syaoran?" a nervous voice greeted. Ah, he remembered when she had visited him days ago. It had torn his heart when she was taken away.
"Meilin. should you even. be here?" he slowly questioned.
She smirked. "It's alright." She then, leaned down until she was face to face with him. "The families worried about you," she whispered. "They want you to forgive them."
"."
"Syaoran, they want you to have surgery on your eyes. Both families are willing to pay for it. Aren't you glad that they're working well together?" she paused. "Then, after you're out of the hospital. maybe. we can continue our dream, ne?" Meilin didn't give him a time to response as she leaned in closer to his parted lips and gave a soft, tranquil kiss.
He didn't get it. 'When will it ever be what 'you' want and not what the family wants? Why couldn't it have been YOUR plan instead of theirs.' He thought sadly to himself. Oh the memories. He used to remember when it had been "I want."
Those really were the days.
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"Really? So, she's your boss's daughter?" Was Syaoran in love with this Meilin Rae? She had remembered him calling out her names numerous times. What do they have in common?
Tomoyo nodded. "And she needs me to make a dress for her."
"What for?"
Her friend just shrugged. "Probably just some fancy celebration."
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Meilin pulled back from the quick kiss. "I.I should really be going." She stood up and ambled to the door. Before disappearing through the entrance, she glanced back at him and parted a farewell. till next time.
Syaoran just sat there, not knowing what to say. Even if she hadn't told him about getting surgery, he would've gotten it himself. He had the money. For god sake, he was a rich dog! He came from a wealthy family- nice house, nice car. but cruel hearts? No, he couldn't think of them like that.
He sighed. Well, whatever was going to happen, he was getting surgery. He was sick of staring at the same dark blankness each day and not being able to see the new people he met. Besides, he didn't need Meilin to tell him that he needed a surgery. He had already decided that when he first found out that he had lost his eyesight. Syaoran had order the doctor. He had yell and shout that he wanted one as quickly as possible. The doctor himself just hadn't given him a response of when it would be. And he was waiting for the day that he'd reply back.
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Two days and seven hours. That was how long Tomoyo took to finish the dark, cerulean attire. She, for once, finally felt that this piece had it all. She didn't feel any regret. And she did not feel like something was wrong or missing. This piece was pure perfection. It was a beauty!
Tomoyo yawned. She had slaved over this thing without any rest. And now she had to give it to her boss. Her eyelids were just begging to close.
"Tomoyo, if you're exhausted, I'd be more than happy to deliver that for you," Sakura suggested. Her friend definitely needed a break.
A lazy smile crept on Tomoyo's lips. "Oh, would you Sakura? Thanks a bunch. You're such a dear." She then, scribbled down the address. "Thanks again," she tiredly managed the words out before falling into a deep sleep.
"Anytime," Sakura replied to her sleeping friend. She guessed she could use this time to visit her dear patient, since her whole vacation, she hadn't been doing much. She took that back. She had been doing nothing but being a lazy bum in the house. "I guess I could use some time out."
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A/N: Please review. Sorry that this chapter sucked. It should get easier to write from now on. ^^ And if you want me to email you whenever I update this fic, please tell me so and leave your email address.
