[Well, I'm back with chapter4! I hope you all like. Plz review! I noticed a problem with the text in this chapter, it has been fixed.]
Chapter 4:
[Sakura's Point-of-View]
Sakura's eyes opened wearily. She looked around the room, noticing Syaoran's absence. "Syaoran..?" She muttered softly while coming to a resting position in her bed. She began to look around rapidly, looking for Syaoran..her Syaoran. He was not in his chair where he was when she went to sleep. That's when she noticed a white envelope sealed with a red heart. "Hoe?" she said softly, picking up the envelope. "To My Sakura" she read aloud. His Sakura. Confused, she broke the seal with utmost care. She opened the envelope and peered inside, pulling out a thin piece of paper and a dried out cherry blossom. She smelled it, capturing it's sweet scent. She then glanced at the note. It was more like an invitation. She turned on the light by her bed and read it aloud. "Sakura, Please meet me outside in the garden under the large cherry tree around 12 PM Love, Syaoran-Li" "Love.." she thought aloud. What kind of love did he mean? Was it the brotherly kind, or the romantic kind? Glancing over at her clock, she noticed it was around 11:55. . How long had he been gone?
Sakura stood up, groggily walking towards the door. She saw a note pinned to it and read it. "You not going to see me in your pajamas are you, Sakura?" "What does he mean?" she thought to herself curiously. She opened the door and gasped in shock. Hanging from the other side of the door was the most beautiful white silk dress she had ever seen. "Hoe.." she muttered aloud. She lifted it off the hanger and began to look it over. It was strapless, and it flowed down to her feet. It shimmered in the moonlit hallway. "It's so Kawaii!" she thought to herself. "Syaoran.." she said aloud. She walked back into her room and proceeded to put the dress on. By the time she was done, it was 12:10. "I'm late!" she thought. No matter how hard she tried, she always seemed to be late at everything. Her brother and friends used to tease her about it when she was younger.
Sakura ran out the door, nearly tripping on a pair of white high heel shoes. She quickly picked them up, not putting them on because they would slow her down. She ran as fast as she could until she ran into the garden. Putting the shoes on, she noticed a small, round table under the cherry tree. There was a silver platter, covered, and candles, both of them lit. She walked towards the table nervously, only to be picked up from behind. "Hello, Sakura.." Syaoran said softly into her ear, sending chills up her spine. She looked at him, noticing he was in a black tuxedo with a white dress shirt underneath and also sporting a black bowtie. He looked gorgeous. "H..hello, Syaoran.." she said stammered as he carried her over to the table. "Can't have you getting grass stains on your shoes." he smiled at her. She gazed into his amber eyes, blushing. He sat her in the chair ever so softly, as if she were an egg falling perilously from the tallest spot in the world. She felt his gentleness and blushed. "There Sakura. Are you comfortable?" She nodded in approval. He sat down across from her and picked up her hand, kissing it. She blushed a violent red at this, and just weakly smiled at him. He sat her hand down on the tablecloth and lifted up the lid covered the platter. Inside was the juiciest Roast Beef she had ever seen, along with rice and pudding. "It looks so delicious!" she exclaimed aloud. He picked up a serving fork and stuck into the roast beef. Juice ran out of it as he did so. He proceeded to cut off the most tender piece he could find and placed it on her plate. "Is that enough, Sakura?" he asked politely. "Hai!" he scooped up some rice onto her plate and did the same for himself, and they began to eat. Sakura began to tell Syaoran the story of her life, he was hurt, he cried, and he was even angry at the people(especially her mother) for what they had done with her. "Sakura..What is your dream?" he asked her. ".." Sakura didn't responds. "Sakura, you've got to have a dream." "Hai..I..I want to spend the rest of my life with the person I love most.." "Hai Sakura, that is my dream too." he smiled and looked her in her eyes. "That's mine too." he said softly, standing up and walking over to her. He bent over, his face coming up to hers. She braced for the kiss, and again felt nothingness. She heard him whisper into her ear. "Sakura, may I have this dance?"
Sakura was stunned. She didn't know what to say. "Sayoran, I can't dance very well and I." "Come on Sakura! I'll lead." he interrupted, placing his hand on hers and lifting her up into a standing position. She blushed, and so did he. He wrapped his arm around Sakura's waist, pulling her close. He held out his hand and she placed her hand in his, and they began to slow dance, gazing into each other's eyes. She was so close to him. He did love her, and she knew it was not like a sister. She placed her head on his shoulder, never wanting this moment to end. She heard his pulse, and got sleepy listening to the rhythm of his heartbeat. He placed a hand on her face, lifting it off of his shoulder. "Sakura..You're the person I love most, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you, Sakura Kinomoto." He smiled at her. Her heart fluttered in her chest, her pulse pounding an ancient rhythm of love. "Syaoran..I..I.." "What is it Sakura?" "I..I..I LOVE YOU SYAORAN-LI!" "Syaoran took a step back and smiled at her. "I'm glad, Sakura." He said as he stepped forward, his mouth moving down to hers, their lips brushing for a brief moment. Finally, their lips locked in a harmonious embrace. Sakura felt a tingling feeling as a new feeling she had never felt before swept through her body. Her pulse raced. Her arms and legs were shaken. "Is this love?" she asked herself quietly. Sakura broke away from the passionate kiss, gasping for breath. Syaoran smiled lovingly at her. "Let's dance." He said warmly, and wrapped her up in his arms. Sakura rested her head on his shoulder. She was finally happy and content. Her life couldn't get any better than this. She felt her eyes beginning to get heavy, and she fell asleep against Syaoran's shoulder as he lifted her up and began to carry her. "Sleep well, Sakura-chan."
Sakura felt herself being shaken. "Wake up Sakura." She heard Syaoran say softly. "We have to go." Sakura's eyes flittered open. She looked over at Syaoran who was standing over her, the sun filtering through his messy amber hair. "Good morning, Sakura." He said happily. "Syaoran, did you carry me back here last night?" she said softly. "Yeah, don't you remember?" "No, I was sleeping." Sakura replied. "No you weren't. We talked outside the door and you asked me to stay in here with you." Sakura's heart sank. "Oh..Nevermind, It was all a dream I guess." "What was it about, Sakura?" "Oh, nothing important." Sakura sat up and took a sip of her water. The cool water felt good going down her dry throat. "My mother said you could move in with us today. That is, if the hospital will let you go." Sakura almost leapt out of her bead when she heard the news. "They'd better let me go, I'm tired of being cramped up in this little room." Syaoran smiled at her. "You sure are energetic, Sakura." She climbed out of bed, wearing her pink pajama, and walked to the bathroom. "I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes. You'd better head back to your room and do the same so we move in to your house today" Syaoran smiled at her sweetly. "Hai." He said and watched as Sakura walked into the bathroom as he walked out of the door and headed to his room.
[Syaoran's Point-of-View]
"What was she talking about..her dream?" he asked himself as he walked towards his room. "She asked me if I had carried her back last night..That means it wasn't a coincidence she was mumbling my name then.." Syaoran remembered waking up early this morning to soft moans from Sakura. She was saying things like "I love you" and "Syaoran…" she was also smiling. Those two words, so far apart said by her couldn't have been related. "I must've been imaging things" he thought to himself. The thought of Sakura sleeping formed a vivid portrait of kawaiiness(cuteness) in Syaoran's head. He blushed just from thinking about it. It hurt him to not be able to tell her, but it was not a stabbing pain....yet. Syaoran opened the door to his room and walked in, opening up his bag Yelan had packed for him. While looking for a decent outfit, he found the pink necklace. "Maybe.." he thought to himself, picturing the thought of Yelan wanting him to give it to Sakura. "I will, one day." he told himself firmly. He found an appealing outfit and began to change.
[Sakura's Point-of-View]
She stared at the green necklace tentatively. "Hoe?" she said softly, wondering how it had gotten in there. She held it up to the light. She peered through it, the jewel refracting all the colors into a pure green color, almost the color of Sakura's eyes. "It's so pretty.." she thought to herself. She wondered what she should do with it. Maybe Syaoran put it there for her, but she really didn't like the color green. "Maybe I should just give this to Syaoran." she thought blissfully, thoughts of Syaoran coming back into her mind. He couldn't get him out of his head. And the dream, it seemed so real..so right. She knew she wanted to be with him, but couldn't bring herself to say anything to him about it. She heard a knock on her door. "Are you ready?" "Almost!" she called back to Syaoran. She picked out a cute outfit and proceeded to change.
Sakura stepped out of the bathroom to see Syaoran standing in front of her wearing a collar shirt, buttons opened showing a white shirt underneath. The collar had red dragons embroidered on it, and the shirt was a mediocre green. He looked handsome. Sakura blushed. "Heyo!" she said to him. "Oheyo.." he stammered. "What's wrong Syaoran?" she asked him. "You look so kawaii in that outfit Sakura!" he smiled sweetly. Sakura blushed at the comment. "Arigotu Syaoran-kun." she smiled sweetly as they walked out the room together.
[Syaoran's Point-of-View]
Syaoran's heart fluttered as Sakura stepped out of the bathroom. She was wearing something similar to a schoolgirl outfit; it was a short navy- blue skirt, a white blouse, seemingly low-cut, with a pink undershirt. She wasn't wearing a cap of any sort, and her hair was in her typical style. The outfit was tight, and showed off her curves wonderfully. Syaoran looked into her eyes as he blushed. "Heyo!" she said to him. "Oheyo.." he stammered, unable to take his eyes off her. "She's so beautiful.." he thought to himself. "What's wrong Syaoran?" she asked him. "You look so." He thought of an appropiate word. He didn't want her to know how he felt for her, and how it hurt him so bad to not be able to tell her. "..kawaii." he finished. "Arigotu Syaoran-kun." she smiled sweetly to him as they walked out of the room together.
As they stepped outside of the hospital, they saw the limousine waiting for him. Syaoran sat down his bag and Sakura's. "Kami-sama Sakura, what did mother pck for you?" Sakura began to name many hair care products, makeup, around fifteen outfits, and more things that he didn't even know existed. "Kami, it's not like she was gonna be her for a year." he thought to himself. All that Yelan had packed him was a toothbrush, some clothes, and a comb. He sighed. Why do girls need so much stuff? He glanced over to Sakura, who's head quickly turned away from him. Syaoran blushed and looked away from her as well. "Was..she looking at me?" he thought to himself. He looked over at her again, this time their eyes met each other. "Syaoran..Uhm.." Sakura stuttered. "What is it, Sakura?" "Syaoran, about that dream I had the other night.. Where I asked you if you carried me back here. Well, In that dream I told you that I..That I..I l-" Sakura was interrupted by a car door slamming and four girls charging out of it over to her. "Oh This must be Sakura-chan!" one of them exclaimed. "Hoe.." she said quietly. Syaoran stepped away. His sisters could be so crazy at times.
[Sakura's Point-of-View]
Sakura stared at him. "He's so handsome.." she thought to herself. She couldn't take her eyes off of him. She was captivated by him. She never wanted to leave his side. HE saw his head swivel towards her, and she quickly looked the other way, blushed and hoping that Sayoran had not seen her staring. She looked over slowly, and saw his head was turned away again. She tried to tell herself to stop staring, but she just couldn't do it. His head turned around again, and this time she let his eyes meet hers. I need to tell him..But if I do, maybe he won't want to be around me anymore, and then I'll feel all strange around him and..well, damnit, I've got to tell him. Keeping it inside is just to much pain. Her smooth skin turned a light shade of red as she began to tell him. "Syaoran..Uhm.." Sakura stuttered. "What is it, Sakura?" "Syaoran, about that dream I had the other night.. Where I asked you if you carried me back here. Well, In that dream I told you that I..That I..I l-" Sakura heard a car door slam, and glanced over to the limo. She saw four girls rush out and charge her. They were teenagers, and they were coming fast. She stood there, dumbfounded by the crowd of girls rushing towards her. When they arrived, they began to fume around her. "Oh this must be Sakura-chan!" one of them said. "Hoe.." she muttered. "She's so cute!" another girl exclaimed. She saw Yelan step out of the car and yell something to them. It was in another language, one she didn't know. She figured it to be Chinese, but really wasn't sure. She saw Yelan walk over to her. "Heyo, Sakura-chan" "Oheyo." She mumbled as the girls furiously complemented her on how cute she looked. "Sakura-chan, I have registered you in the Hong Kong public schools and readied you a room at my mansion. Are you ready to leave?" she asked Sakura curiously. "Hai." She said energetically, which was greeted with many "Awww's and "That's so kawaii!'s. Sakura blushed. "Hoe.." she said softly as she climbed into the limo. Syaoran climbed in next her, his hand brushing hers. She blushed, but didn't think he noticed. The doors closed behind him and Yelan climbed into the limo. It has a nice black leather interior and everything shone in the sunlight that filtered through the tinted windows. She turned towards Syaoran and saw him looking at her curiously. "Syaoran?" she asked him quizzically. "Sakura, what were you trying to tell me earlier?" "Syaoran..I was trying to tell you that I..I" "What is it Sakura?" "Syaoran!" scolded Yelan. "Give her time. Maybe it's a bad memory she had or something of that sort. "Syaoran, I had had a bad dream..The Drug Dealer had come back and tried to hurt me. You found me and brought me back to my room before he could hurt me. That's all I was trying to tell you." Sakura blushed, realizing she had passed up another chance that she had to tell Syaoran about her feelings. "I've got to tell him..Sometime.." Sakura put her head on his shoulder and promptly went to sleep.
[So, what did you all think about this chapter? I know all of you prolly want to rip my throat out, but I promise that I will write the 5th chapter TODAY!(4-29-02). I need to catch up with myself, I should be on about chapter 8 by now. Oh well. Thanks to Sakura Barton for some ideas, and for listening to my rambling on and on. (PS Sorry for scaring you! =P ) Anywho, plz Review!]
Chapter 4:
[Sakura's Point-of-View]
Sakura's eyes opened wearily. She looked around the room, noticing Syaoran's absence. "Syaoran..?" She muttered softly while coming to a resting position in her bed. She began to look around rapidly, looking for Syaoran..her Syaoran. He was not in his chair where he was when she went to sleep. That's when she noticed a white envelope sealed with a red heart. "Hoe?" she said softly, picking up the envelope. "To My Sakura" she read aloud. His Sakura. Confused, she broke the seal with utmost care. She opened the envelope and peered inside, pulling out a thin piece of paper and a dried out cherry blossom. She smelled it, capturing it's sweet scent. She then glanced at the note. It was more like an invitation. She turned on the light by her bed and read it aloud. "Sakura, Please meet me outside in the garden under the large cherry tree around 12 PM Love, Syaoran-Li" "Love.." she thought aloud. What kind of love did he mean? Was it the brotherly kind, or the romantic kind? Glancing over at her clock, she noticed it was around 11:55. . How long had he been gone?
Sakura stood up, groggily walking towards the door. She saw a note pinned to it and read it. "You not going to see me in your pajamas are you, Sakura?" "What does he mean?" she thought to herself curiously. She opened the door and gasped in shock. Hanging from the other side of the door was the most beautiful white silk dress she had ever seen. "Hoe.." she muttered aloud. She lifted it off the hanger and began to look it over. It was strapless, and it flowed down to her feet. It shimmered in the moonlit hallway. "It's so Kawaii!" she thought to herself. "Syaoran.." she said aloud. She walked back into her room and proceeded to put the dress on. By the time she was done, it was 12:10. "I'm late!" she thought. No matter how hard she tried, she always seemed to be late at everything. Her brother and friends used to tease her about it when she was younger.
Sakura ran out the door, nearly tripping on a pair of white high heel shoes. She quickly picked them up, not putting them on because they would slow her down. She ran as fast as she could until she ran into the garden. Putting the shoes on, she noticed a small, round table under the cherry tree. There was a silver platter, covered, and candles, both of them lit. She walked towards the table nervously, only to be picked up from behind. "Hello, Sakura.." Syaoran said softly into her ear, sending chills up her spine. She looked at him, noticing he was in a black tuxedo with a white dress shirt underneath and also sporting a black bowtie. He looked gorgeous. "H..hello, Syaoran.." she said stammered as he carried her over to the table. "Can't have you getting grass stains on your shoes." he smiled at her. She gazed into his amber eyes, blushing. He sat her in the chair ever so softly, as if she were an egg falling perilously from the tallest spot in the world. She felt his gentleness and blushed. "There Sakura. Are you comfortable?" She nodded in approval. He sat down across from her and picked up her hand, kissing it. She blushed a violent red at this, and just weakly smiled at him. He sat her hand down on the tablecloth and lifted up the lid covered the platter. Inside was the juiciest Roast Beef she had ever seen, along with rice and pudding. "It looks so delicious!" she exclaimed aloud. He picked up a serving fork and stuck into the roast beef. Juice ran out of it as he did so. He proceeded to cut off the most tender piece he could find and placed it on her plate. "Is that enough, Sakura?" he asked politely. "Hai!" he scooped up some rice onto her plate and did the same for himself, and they began to eat. Sakura began to tell Syaoran the story of her life, he was hurt, he cried, and he was even angry at the people(especially her mother) for what they had done with her. "Sakura..What is your dream?" he asked her. ".." Sakura didn't responds. "Sakura, you've got to have a dream." "Hai..I..I want to spend the rest of my life with the person I love most.." "Hai Sakura, that is my dream too." he smiled and looked her in her eyes. "That's mine too." he said softly, standing up and walking over to her. He bent over, his face coming up to hers. She braced for the kiss, and again felt nothingness. She heard him whisper into her ear. "Sakura, may I have this dance?"
Sakura was stunned. She didn't know what to say. "Sayoran, I can't dance very well and I." "Come on Sakura! I'll lead." he interrupted, placing his hand on hers and lifting her up into a standing position. She blushed, and so did he. He wrapped his arm around Sakura's waist, pulling her close. He held out his hand and she placed her hand in his, and they began to slow dance, gazing into each other's eyes. She was so close to him. He did love her, and she knew it was not like a sister. She placed her head on his shoulder, never wanting this moment to end. She heard his pulse, and got sleepy listening to the rhythm of his heartbeat. He placed a hand on her face, lifting it off of his shoulder. "Sakura..You're the person I love most, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you, Sakura Kinomoto." He smiled at her. Her heart fluttered in her chest, her pulse pounding an ancient rhythm of love. "Syaoran..I..I.." "What is it Sakura?" "I..I..I LOVE YOU SYAORAN-LI!" "Syaoran took a step back and smiled at her. "I'm glad, Sakura." He said as he stepped forward, his mouth moving down to hers, their lips brushing for a brief moment. Finally, their lips locked in a harmonious embrace. Sakura felt a tingling feeling as a new feeling she had never felt before swept through her body. Her pulse raced. Her arms and legs were shaken. "Is this love?" she asked herself quietly. Sakura broke away from the passionate kiss, gasping for breath. Syaoran smiled lovingly at her. "Let's dance." He said warmly, and wrapped her up in his arms. Sakura rested her head on his shoulder. She was finally happy and content. Her life couldn't get any better than this. She felt her eyes beginning to get heavy, and she fell asleep against Syaoran's shoulder as he lifted her up and began to carry her. "Sleep well, Sakura-chan."
Sakura felt herself being shaken. "Wake up Sakura." She heard Syaoran say softly. "We have to go." Sakura's eyes flittered open. She looked over at Syaoran who was standing over her, the sun filtering through his messy amber hair. "Good morning, Sakura." He said happily. "Syaoran, did you carry me back here last night?" she said softly. "Yeah, don't you remember?" "No, I was sleeping." Sakura replied. "No you weren't. We talked outside the door and you asked me to stay in here with you." Sakura's heart sank. "Oh..Nevermind, It was all a dream I guess." "What was it about, Sakura?" "Oh, nothing important." Sakura sat up and took a sip of her water. The cool water felt good going down her dry throat. "My mother said you could move in with us today. That is, if the hospital will let you go." Sakura almost leapt out of her bead when she heard the news. "They'd better let me go, I'm tired of being cramped up in this little room." Syaoran smiled at her. "You sure are energetic, Sakura." She climbed out of bed, wearing her pink pajama, and walked to the bathroom. "I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes. You'd better head back to your room and do the same so we move in to your house today" Syaoran smiled at her sweetly. "Hai." He said and watched as Sakura walked into the bathroom as he walked out of the door and headed to his room.
[Syaoran's Point-of-View]
"What was she talking about..her dream?" he asked himself as he walked towards his room. "She asked me if I had carried her back last night..That means it wasn't a coincidence she was mumbling my name then.." Syaoran remembered waking up early this morning to soft moans from Sakura. She was saying things like "I love you" and "Syaoran…" she was also smiling. Those two words, so far apart said by her couldn't have been related. "I must've been imaging things" he thought to himself. The thought of Sakura sleeping formed a vivid portrait of kawaiiness(cuteness) in Syaoran's head. He blushed just from thinking about it. It hurt him to not be able to tell her, but it was not a stabbing pain....yet. Syaoran opened the door to his room and walked in, opening up his bag Yelan had packed for him. While looking for a decent outfit, he found the pink necklace. "Maybe.." he thought to himself, picturing the thought of Yelan wanting him to give it to Sakura. "I will, one day." he told himself firmly. He found an appealing outfit and began to change.
[Sakura's Point-of-View]
She stared at the green necklace tentatively. "Hoe?" she said softly, wondering how it had gotten in there. She held it up to the light. She peered through it, the jewel refracting all the colors into a pure green color, almost the color of Sakura's eyes. "It's so pretty.." she thought to herself. She wondered what she should do with it. Maybe Syaoran put it there for her, but she really didn't like the color green. "Maybe I should just give this to Syaoran." she thought blissfully, thoughts of Syaoran coming back into her mind. He couldn't get him out of his head. And the dream, it seemed so real..so right. She knew she wanted to be with him, but couldn't bring herself to say anything to him about it. She heard a knock on her door. "Are you ready?" "Almost!" she called back to Syaoran. She picked out a cute outfit and proceeded to change.
Sakura stepped out of the bathroom to see Syaoran standing in front of her wearing a collar shirt, buttons opened showing a white shirt underneath. The collar had red dragons embroidered on it, and the shirt was a mediocre green. He looked handsome. Sakura blushed. "Heyo!" she said to him. "Oheyo.." he stammered. "What's wrong Syaoran?" she asked him. "You look so kawaii in that outfit Sakura!" he smiled sweetly. Sakura blushed at the comment. "Arigotu Syaoran-kun." she smiled sweetly as they walked out the room together.
[Syaoran's Point-of-View]
Syaoran's heart fluttered as Sakura stepped out of the bathroom. She was wearing something similar to a schoolgirl outfit; it was a short navy- blue skirt, a white blouse, seemingly low-cut, with a pink undershirt. She wasn't wearing a cap of any sort, and her hair was in her typical style. The outfit was tight, and showed off her curves wonderfully. Syaoran looked into her eyes as he blushed. "Heyo!" she said to him. "Oheyo.." he stammered, unable to take his eyes off her. "She's so beautiful.." he thought to himself. "What's wrong Syaoran?" she asked him. "You look so." He thought of an appropiate word. He didn't want her to know how he felt for her, and how it hurt him so bad to not be able to tell her. "..kawaii." he finished. "Arigotu Syaoran-kun." she smiled sweetly to him as they walked out of the room together.
As they stepped outside of the hospital, they saw the limousine waiting for him. Syaoran sat down his bag and Sakura's. "Kami-sama Sakura, what did mother pck for you?" Sakura began to name many hair care products, makeup, around fifteen outfits, and more things that he didn't even know existed. "Kami, it's not like she was gonna be her for a year." he thought to himself. All that Yelan had packed him was a toothbrush, some clothes, and a comb. He sighed. Why do girls need so much stuff? He glanced over to Sakura, who's head quickly turned away from him. Syaoran blushed and looked away from her as well. "Was..she looking at me?" he thought to himself. He looked over at her again, this time their eyes met each other. "Syaoran..Uhm.." Sakura stuttered. "What is it, Sakura?" "Syaoran, about that dream I had the other night.. Where I asked you if you carried me back here. Well, In that dream I told you that I..That I..I l-" Sakura was interrupted by a car door slamming and four girls charging out of it over to her. "Oh This must be Sakura-chan!" one of them exclaimed. "Hoe.." she said quietly. Syaoran stepped away. His sisters could be so crazy at times.
[Sakura's Point-of-View]
Sakura stared at him. "He's so handsome.." she thought to herself. She couldn't take her eyes off of him. She was captivated by him. She never wanted to leave his side. HE saw his head swivel towards her, and she quickly looked the other way, blushed and hoping that Sayoran had not seen her staring. She looked over slowly, and saw his head was turned away again. She tried to tell herself to stop staring, but she just couldn't do it. His head turned around again, and this time she let his eyes meet hers. I need to tell him..But if I do, maybe he won't want to be around me anymore, and then I'll feel all strange around him and..well, damnit, I've got to tell him. Keeping it inside is just to much pain. Her smooth skin turned a light shade of red as she began to tell him. "Syaoran..Uhm.." Sakura stuttered. "What is it, Sakura?" "Syaoran, about that dream I had the other night.. Where I asked you if you carried me back here. Well, In that dream I told you that I..That I..I l-" Sakura heard a car door slam, and glanced over to the limo. She saw four girls rush out and charge her. They were teenagers, and they were coming fast. She stood there, dumbfounded by the crowd of girls rushing towards her. When they arrived, they began to fume around her. "Oh this must be Sakura-chan!" one of them said. "Hoe.." she muttered. "She's so cute!" another girl exclaimed. She saw Yelan step out of the car and yell something to them. It was in another language, one she didn't know. She figured it to be Chinese, but really wasn't sure. She saw Yelan walk over to her. "Heyo, Sakura-chan" "Oheyo." She mumbled as the girls furiously complemented her on how cute she looked. "Sakura-chan, I have registered you in the Hong Kong public schools and readied you a room at my mansion. Are you ready to leave?" she asked Sakura curiously. "Hai." She said energetically, which was greeted with many "Awww's and "That's so kawaii!'s. Sakura blushed. "Hoe.." she said softly as she climbed into the limo. Syaoran climbed in next her, his hand brushing hers. She blushed, but didn't think he noticed. The doors closed behind him and Yelan climbed into the limo. It has a nice black leather interior and everything shone in the sunlight that filtered through the tinted windows. She turned towards Syaoran and saw him looking at her curiously. "Syaoran?" she asked him quizzically. "Sakura, what were you trying to tell me earlier?" "Syaoran..I was trying to tell you that I..I" "What is it Sakura?" "Syaoran!" scolded Yelan. "Give her time. Maybe it's a bad memory she had or something of that sort. "Syaoran, I had had a bad dream..The Drug Dealer had come back and tried to hurt me. You found me and brought me back to my room before he could hurt me. That's all I was trying to tell you." Sakura blushed, realizing she had passed up another chance that she had to tell Syaoran about her feelings. "I've got to tell him..Sometime.." Sakura put her head on his shoulder and promptly went to sleep.
[So, what did you all think about this chapter? I know all of you prolly want to rip my throat out, but I promise that I will write the 5th chapter TODAY!(4-29-02). I need to catch up with myself, I should be on about chapter 8 by now. Oh well. Thanks to Sakura Barton for some ideas, and for listening to my rambling on and on. (PS Sorry for scaring you! =P ) Anywho, plz Review!]