The southern accent was driving me crazy, and of course, all of you crazy. So I am using it sparingly. Hai, hai, hai!!! I know I haven't updated this story in forever, but well, I had other fanfics… other things. I know, not a very good excuse, but I am updating now aren't

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Eva-chan, your add-ins were amazing!! Everyone better thank my beta reader! With out her this chapter wouldn't be out… and if it was it wouldn't be very good!

Way of Life

By MoshiMoshiQueen

Beta Reader: Hana No Tenshi

~Thoughts~

"Talking"

(Author Talking)

~*~ Scene Change ~*~

^ Flash Back ^

Last Chapter

Meilin bit her lip, "Syaoran, this is Kinomoto Sakura… ya loved her."

This Chapter

Sakura wiped the brimming tears from her jade eyes, and stood up quickly.

"My aunt will be worried if I do not return home," Sakura said not really wanting to go home, but she wanted to her far away from Syaoran as she could.

Things were different than she imagined them to be. She dreamed about meeting Syaoran again every single day, but now that she met him again… she was wishing he had stayed away.

She needed time to think…

She turned towards Syaoran, but cast her eyes towards the ground. "Thank you for- for helping me."

Syaoran watched the young girl run out of the house holding her body in her arms, as if she would fall apart at any moment. He looked towards Meilin for some sign… something that could help him, but found nothing.

~*~

"Sakura!"

Sakura heard her named being shouted, but kept running… kept going. He was her last hope, and now he couldn't remember her. She had made it this far, because of the promise they made, but now…

"Please, wait! Sakura!"

Sakura spun around only to come face to face with Syaoran. Hot tears were held back with the last of Sakura's strength as she greeted him.

"Hello, again."

He caught her breath quickly, and felt a trimmer in his heart for an odd reason. "Um- a Meilin and I- we. You're bread got messed up in the rain, and we bought you a new one."

He thrust his hand forward, the bread almost falling out of his grip.

Sakura smiled sadly, while reaching for the bread, as she got hold of the bread Syaoran's hand caught hers on impulse... a move he could not control, something he instinctively did.

~ Why? ~ Was the only thing in his mind except the tingly feeling in the pit of his stomach. Their hands touched for a small moment, and sparks flew through Syaoran's body.

Sakura looked at him confused, a second ago he didn't know who she was and now he was holding her hand as if he didn't want to let go. She stomached lurched; she wanted to have hope that he would remember her, but she just shook her head. Miracles didn't happen; if they did they would be happily married by now.

People said it was a miracle that she was still alive after catching yellow fever, but Sakura only thought that it was a curse. If she has died she wouldn't be feeling this pain now; her heart wouldn't be broken.

Though he would never admit it; it scared him half to death. He pulled his hand back, only to hear a woman screeching.

"You wretched girl! Where have you been?!"

Sakura licked her lips slowly, wishing the burning would disappear. "I have to go. Thank you for the bread. I will pay you back."

"No need," he answered, surprised and angered by the way her aunt spoke to her.

She turned around, and with every step she took her heart broke a little bit more. Tears slide down her cheeks, and hit the bread. Once again they had to be separated this time only she would feel the pain... alone and unloved. She quickly wiped them away hoping that her aunt would not notice she had shed any of the crystal drops.

"You owe me," Syaoran said quickly making Sakura jump, and turn around only to see him confused by his own words.

"What did you just say?" She asked wondering whether she heard correctly.

He nervously knitted his hands, and turned towards his horse. His lips folded as his voice came out in a whisper. "You owe me."

Sakura's heart rose as the words were carried in the wind, and hit her in the face.

She licked her lips again, and smiled slowly. "I'll pay you back one day."

~*~

Sakura entered the house, and was greeted with a blistering smack to the face.

"I told you to come straight home, girl!" Sakura looked up from the ground holding her soon to be bruised cheek.

~ Damn it! She hits hard... ~

Sakura knew it was no use to tell her Aunt her story. "I am sorry, Aunty."

Her aunt sneered at her. "Get outside, and milk the cows now before I change my mind, and give ya a whippin' that would keep you in bed for months."

Sakura didn't have to be told twice; she hurried out the door, and the wind grazed her cheek making her flinch.

She looked out towards the sky, and the words still played amongst the wind's soft voice. "You owe me."

~*~

"Syaoran, what took you so long?" Meilin asked jumping out from beside a bush, giving Syaoran quite a shock.

"Don't ya ever go away?"

"No. Now answer!"

"Were ya always this pushy?"

"Come on, Syaoran. Tell me. Please??"

"No. Now go away," He said walking towards the back of the field, and started his work.

Meilin pouted her lips. "Not fair."

She kicked the ground, but slowly smiled. She would make this her mission! She would help Syaoran and Sakura out if it was the last thing she did!

She giggled uselessly as she ran down the road. "Matchmaker Meilin to the rescue!"

(Knowing me… I would end it right here, but since I haven't update in such a long time I decided to keep writing)

Meilin happily skipped down the road, thinking up plans to get Syaoran to remember Sakura, when she bumped into someone.

"I am so sorry, sir!" She said helping the young male up from the ground.

Meiling just looked at him, obviously not wanting to let go of his hand... his eyes were a captivating deep gray, and his hair a rich brown. She wanted to continue her analysis of the man in front of her, but her thoughts where cut short when he spoke.

"It's quite all right. I wasn't paying much attention. Are you ok, miss?" he said taking a good look at her figure traveling upwards until their eyes met.

"I'm quite ok, sir. Do you need any help?" She asked picking up some of the stuff she knocked from his hands.

"That is ok, miss."

"Call me Meilin," She said handing him a potato.

"Call me Keiju then. Again I am really sorry, miss," He tipped his hat, and started to walk away, but Meilin grabbed his arm.

"I don't mean to be rude, but did you say your name was Keiju?"

"Yes, miss."

"I think I know you…"

"I don't think so miss. I moved here with my family quite a few years ago."

Meilin stared at him for another moment, and sighed. "Uh, do you want me to accompany you towards town?"

He smiled at her. "Sure, miss. I would love the company."

He took her arm in his, and Matchmaker Meilin slowly disappeared as she walked on air. (Well, he didn't listen to her... called her miss any how. lol)

~*~

Out in the fields a young man was working, his body glistening from the sweat formed because of the hot sun. Cutting away weeds and watering some of the still growing younger plants he looked up when someone approached him.

"You're working awful hard out there today, Syaoran. Any thang bortherin' ya?"

Syaoran wiped the sweat from his brow. "No, sir. With out my brother here I will have to work really hard to make this farm work."

"If I may ask. You don't seem much of a farmer. Not that you don't do wonderful job out here, it's just it seems like you would be better fitted somewhere else."

Syaoran simply started to work again. "I have no other place, but where I am."

^"Well, the other girls don't like me any way. I am from Wisconsin. Can I ask you another question?"

"You just did."

"I mean can I ask you two questions."

"Sure, why not?"

"Why do you glare a lot?"

"What?"

"I asked…"

"I heard what you said by why are you asking me that?"

"Because, I just wanted to know."

"You are a strange girl." ^

Syaoran shook his head of those thoughts, and started to work again. He had flash backs all the time… more often since he met that girl.

He cursed himself. He didn't have time to think about that girl; he needed to run this farm, and he would be damned if he wasn't going to run it right.

He needed to forget his stupid flashbacks, and be the man of the house.

I think I should end it there. Not much more I can say. R+R if you want to. I will get to explain more in the next chapter. I will put a new twist in… I always do, and once I think of it the next chapter will be posted.

I HAVE A TWIST. Yeah, good for me. ^______^