Title: This is not Enough
Author: Peonyqt1004
Epilogue: "Meeting Again"
Disclaimer: I shall never own CCS- Never. *Sigh*
A/N: Omigod- I finished this story! *laughs happily* I'm so happy- yet a bit sad and still a bit relieved. ^^= I loved all of your reviews! Thank you- every one of you- and bless your soul for sticking with me! You know how weird it feels to be finished with a story you ahve been constantly thinking about for a few months? Well- Now I know. I'm writing a new CCS story- had been writing I mean- and you might like to read it! Only 4 chapters but I think it's really good and diffrent. It's called, "Mercy for the Damned" and I'll be glad if you review and read that one! It's still S and S- ^_^ Romance too~! Well- Here are some many thanks to people who reviewed for my last chapter- If I left anyone out- I still THANK you very much!
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"The Door to the chamber of secrets is close forever." An old man in a dark black cloak muttered, his withered hands touching his forehead thoughtfully. Sorrow
creased his forehead. "Oh daughter... Why did you choose her?" Sighing, the elder looked up into the night sky. What was done was done. He couldn¡¯t change it. There was
no leader in his clan anymore. No one took his place. Why was their clan falling apart now?
----
Green eyes blinked hard as she stared at the next meeting scheduled.
"W-what?" Sakura asked nervously, pointing at the paper and asking her unspoken question beseechingly at her brother. Tory's eyebrow raised and he shrugged.
"I guess you have to go to that meeting." He said politely, hiding a smile. "I did make you your own department... and this company is dealing with that." Sakura's cheeks
puffed up in anger but in reality, her mind was whirling with past emotions and feelings.
She had thought she had left it all behind.
Her hands were shaking as she folded up the paper and slipped it into her bag. It was impossible. But then, it wasn't impossible. Chance was playing with her. She
couldn't face him. Not now. He must be married and happy now. She was happy for him... wasn't she? She barely heard her purple haired friend enter because she was so
deep in her thoughts.
"What is it Sakura? Another meeting?" The silvery voice asked, her purple eyes twinkling as she snatched the paper which hung out of her bag as Sakura began to
play with a strand of hair listlessly. Her long hair was gone, after returning home she had cut it to shoulder length. Her hand fingered her hair nervously as she looked at
Tomoyo irritably.
"Tomoyo you have no right to barge through my--."
Tomoyo's face went pale. "You're meeting Syaoran again?" Her friend¡¯s pixie like face looked at her friend in an apprehensive manner. "Are you ok? Sakura?"
Sakura didn't answer and instead she stiffly turned her back on her friend and her brother. (Whose eyebrows were raised in a rather questionable manner...)
"The meetings cancelled!" She said stiffly, not wanting to remember but remembering the face she adored. She had to forget... He could not love her. Her legs took her
into a run as she dashed out of her department, her sorrow flying about her, high tailing her. She ignored the shouts from her surprised employees, Tomoyo, and Tory.
"LOOK OUT!" Tomoyo screeched as she stopped in horror as she watched the things happening in front of her in slow motion.
Sakura, her eyes wide and blank, like a doe trapped in headlights, stared as a motorcycle came crashing towards her. All went black and Sakura heard one long
piercing scream.
----
A tall brown haired man frowned as he looked at his schedule.
"Are you saying that Ms. Inyua cannot attend?"
His secretary nodded, staring at him dreamily. Her large glasses slid down her nose as she shook herself away from the dream of ever being able to date such a hot
boss. "Yes, she said her daughter is gravely sick and went off to London."
"London?"
"Yes." She said, unsurely. Syaoran smiled. "Great-!" He said loudly, "Then we can head for Tomedo Japan immediately!" He snapped his fingers and let out a
whistle as he walked out of the room. Ms. Inyua cocked her head, her short ebony locks spilling over her sharp bird-like features.
"He seems a happier man now that the Li Clan made that decision..." She murmured as she picked up a stack of papers and walked towards the office.
----
Tomoyo was worried sick about her friend.
The purple haired girl with large amethyst eyes and very fair skin stood outside a cafe worriedly. Tory had told her to leave Sakura alone and go out and get
Something to eat.
'Oh- the agony...' She thought with a grimace. She twirled her shining purple lock about her finger as she listlessly looked down at the menu. There was nothing
good to eat, or she was not hungry.
Pivoting away from the counter, Tomoyo sat underneath a large tree, letting little dapples rays of sunlight hit her once in a while as she took out her cell phone.
"Hello? Tory... Is Sakura alright?"
A growl mixed with grave concern came from the other end.
"Didn't I tell you not to worry?!" He said loudly, "Sakura is going to be ok. She's going to be alright..."
Tomoyo wasn't sure who was comforting whom.
"By the way Tomoyo..." Tory added as an afterthought. "Why don't you hold Sakura's meeting? Sakura is worse for the wear right now and we can't hold off this
meeting any longer. Li company is getting impatient."
Tomoyo licked her dry lips.
"Fine. But I am going to drop by and see if Sakura is awake yet... She didn't happen to wake up now did she?"
There was a long silence.
"No." Tory said softly, a hint of worry in his voice.
Closing her cell, Tomoyo leaned forward onto her knees, clasping them. She rested her chin on her knees and stared out at the scene before her. A bustling town
with many different people.
"Excuse me miss?" A deep voice said to her. Tomoyo turned around; the voice struck a chord of recognition in her.
"Yes?" She asked, a bit impatiently as she got up to brush down her light purple and blue sundress.
"Would you mind posing for me so I can get a picture of such a beautiful young lady?"
Tomoyo didn't bother looking up, she frowned. "Excuse me... I'm sorry but I am in a bit of a hurry." Tomoyo looked up and gasped as Navy eyes met purple.
The tall lean man with large glasses smiled at her. His artistic hands swept back a piece of loose dark blue/black hair nervously. A crooked smile graced his dark
good looks.
"E-eriol?!" Tomoyo said rather loudly, her heart thumping loudly in her chest.
----
Groaning, the young woman opened her large green eyes to reality. A faint throbbing was on her right temple and she reached up to massage it. She felt a
Bandage. Blinking in confusion, Sakura slowly got up and stared around her rather blankly. She felt hands slide off the side of the bed and she looked towards the figure.
Tory was there, his head resting on the bed, and he was sleeping. Lines of concern and worry were evident on his face. Sakura smiled and touched her brothers hand
and felt him stir.
"S-sakura?!" He yelped as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Sakura nodded and smiled, then she winced as she felt a faint dull pain. Tory grabbed her hands as
She reached to touch her head once again. "Hey- careful. You had quite an accident there." His soft tone suddenly changed. "What in the WORLD made you go out and get
hit by a motorcycle like that? Do you want to die?" His voice rose and became louder as the pain and fear he had felt came crashing down on poor Sakura. "Did you
Purposely go there? What in the world is wrong with you? Don't you understand that you're my only family now?" His voice cracked as he grasped her hand tightly that it
hurt. Sakura blinked back tears and tried to hide her trembling lips by tucking her face downward.
"If you die... Then I'm alone." Tory whispered. Sakura looked up at him, a single tear running down the side of her high cheekbone. "I-i am sorry Oniichan." She
said, her voice breaking. "I didn't mean to run... I didn't mean to..." He shook his head. "Shush- At least you're ok... Nothings wrong with your head or body now are there?"
Sakura shook her head, her brown hair fluttering around her face and sticking to the sweat that had grown on the center of her forehead. "Only thing is that my body
hurts." She moaned. "My body feels like a thousand pins are sticking me!" Tory smiled, tears of relief about to overflow from his eyes, however he held them back and looked
at her saucily. "You deserve it little monster." He muttered. Sakura remembered that word "monster" quite well. A large stress mark throbbed on her head but she held back
and amused laugh. That one word brought back so many memories. Fond/not so fond memories of Tory teasing her and her stomping on his foot floated through her mind. Too bad she was in no condition to do that
now. "Mou-" She muttered, "I would stomp you... but..." Sakura suddenly leaned forward, biting back pain, and pinched her brother hard on the arm.
"ARRRGGGHHHH!!!"
Sakura was the first to start laughing. Tory blinked and glared at her, but when Sakura's laughter began to range from a faint crying (from the pain) and
helpless laughter, he too began to laugh. It was laughter of relief and joy. Both have not laughed in quite a while.
----
Yukito, who was getting over his latest trauma, flipped through Sakura's report. She had done a good job, but the shifty look in his eyes and his jumpiness with
every noise showed that he was very nervous. His hands trembled. He had betrayed his mother in court and although he felt more cleansed with telling the truth, the
venom and hatred in his mothers blue eyes were more then he could stand. He could swear she was hiding behind the curtains waiting to cut his throat or something. It
took a lot of courage just to walk out of his home.
'So many deaths and all by one woman.' Yukito thought with a sense of sadness. 'My mother wasn't really a bad person... not really.' He drifted back into the
memory when he was just a young child, Pearl was crying at a bench with a large red slap across her face.
He had heard everything his grandfather had said to his mother.
"You senseless bitch!" His grandfather roared, slapping his daughter with his broad tough hands. The look on his grandfather¡¯s stone cold face was scary. Yukito
had hid in the closet while his mom took the worst.
"I told you not to marry a damned man who¡¯s already been married with two children! Do you think you'll get anything? We'll be stark poor once the murder
goes in hand!"
"I don't care!" He had heard his mother say. "I LOVE him!"
There was another resounding smack.
Blue eyes flashed in anger as she stood up, half her face swollen. "I¡¯M FUCKING KILL YOU!" She yelled at her abusive father. "For everything you've done! You kill
Yuna and Dan but I won't let your stupid blows of anger kill and knock ME down!"
Then Yukito had seen it.
His grandfather went towards his mother with anger, a look like he was going to kill her. Yukito closed his eyes as he heard a scream. He looked back out,
trembling when he saw that his grandfather was suddenly still and very limp. Opening the closet door he neared his mother.
"Mother?"
Pearl was sobbing, her hands were covered in blood as she held a knife in her hands. "I just had to Yukito... Don't you see?" She whispered to him, she hugged him
and Yukito wanted to run, the smell of blood was overpowering and the still corpse of his grandfather was even more unsettling. "It's for the best for you and me. Don't you
see? I'll do everything and anything for you. Anything to make you happy. I'll do everything my parents didn't." Pearl said, close to hysterics. "Lets call your father and tell
him we won't be coming home for a few days." She said softly. "I also won't let Nadeshiko's children take everything that¡¯s rightfully yours Yukito. Nobody!" A strange fire lit
in her eyes as she said those words and was shaking, she dragged her fathers body and burned it outside to ashes. All the houses were miles away. Nobody would think about
going in a rundown shack and trying to find out just that murdered the poor drunken farmer with no name who lived in the neck of the woods.
'And she has kept that promise...' Yukito thought bitterly. 'Good intentions paved bad choices.' He thought. 'Did she really love me? To kill so many people?' He
thought curiously. 'Or maybe it was for herself.' He thought moodily. He would keep the past the past. There was no point in bringing up his mothers suffering when she
had made others suffer three times more then she did.
"Ms. Yubi?"
His secretary, a tall scrawny woman with mouse like features jumped and faced him.
"Y-yes?"
"Please send Sakura's report back to Sakura."
"But Ms. Kinomoto cannot come today sir- Ms. Tomoyo is taking her place. Sakura got in an accident."
Yukito blinked. Accident? He trembled, was it possible his mother got out of prison?
'Impossible!" His mind roared. 'Call Tory about it, I doubt it's what you think.'
----
"E-eriol." Tomoyo stuttered again, not believing he was here. Eriol had a bitter sweetly sad look in his eye.
"May I paint you?"
Tomoyo flushed and became angry at once.
"No! I'm a busy person! Like I said before!" She turned on her heels and blinked away the tears that fell from her eyes. How dare he come back? How dare he try to
resurface the emotions she had worked so hard to bury?
A hand touched her shoulder.
"I still love you Tomoyo. I'm sorry, and this time I am not going anywhere."
Tomoyo wanted to believe him but was afraid it was a lie again.
"How can I believe you if you told me the same thing 3 years ago?"
There was a pause and Eriol spoke to Tomoyo's motionless back.
"I've brought a house and became quite famous back in Paris and Europe. I have enough to support a family and a wife. Won't you come and live with me in this
new house?"
Tomoyo couldn¡¯t believe it. Eriol always lived in hotels and apartments. Always ready to move and go one. A house? Tomoyo believed him finally as she turned
around. She flung her arms around his neck.
"Eriol! Yes I want to be yours! I forgive you!"
Eriol hugged her tightly. 'I won't leave you again.'
----
Tomoyo cleared her throat as people from the Li Company came to sit down at the meeting. As she expected, she saw Syaoran Li walk in, his eyes scanning the
room for a certain someone, and Tomoyo knew just who. She saw disappointment in his eyes as he sat down at the other side of the table. Tory nodded. He sat at the table
with Yukito and his secretary besides him.
"We called this meeting for a new proposal." Tomoyo said loudly and clearly, she earned a brief thumbs up from Yukito.
"As you know, our fashion style of clothing merely followed a trend. We thought, maybe we can start trends ourselves? We looked for the solution and found the
answer. We can revert some styles back to the renaissance period and mix it with modern clothes." There was a murmur but Syaoran looked a bit distracted, and also, very
sad.
"I have designed some tops which is both outrageous and highly fashionable. I've mixed the corset top dress with a peasant shirt and designed it into this..."
A short and ruffled blue dress with a peasant styled top and a very stylish corset like lace in the middle appears. But that wasn't all, the sleeves ballooned
downwards in graceful waves and the back of the dress had a large bow on it. Intricate designed of gold was threaded around the edges.
There was a murmur of approval as the other companies decided on a negotiation with these products.
----
Sakura sighed; she was still in the hospital and was wearing an arm cast and bandages. She had one broken bone and about a thousand scratches and stitched on
her shoulder due to her skidding across the asphalt floor. Wincing she looked in the mirror and frowned, her hair stuck up everywhere and she looked... Dead. Not in the
bad way, but not in the good way either. If she hadn't spazzed out she wouldn¡¯t be hurt, and she could've seen Syaoran. Her heart contracted quickly and she closed her eyes
as she sank back.
'I hope the meetings going alright.' She thought with a smile. 'I included everything in the report, including the dress... and... Oh No!' Sakura's eyes shot open as
she realized something. She had left out the key thing needed at the presentation. The disk and the financial information. She smacked her bandaged head and moaned and
looked at the clock. There was 10 minutes before the meeting started, she had time. Sakura wobbled out of the bed and fell to her knees as pain almost overcame her. She
shook her head and reached for the handbag which Tory had left near her bed with her cell phone.
'I'll call you if anything comes up.'
Sakura looked through the bag and found the gray disk. She looked at the time again. 9 minutes... Oh man. She got up quickly with her bag and nearly
stumbled. Her arm banged against a table and she moaned out loud as her hand burned with pain. Without the disk everything would fall and Tomoyo, who didn't even
had a chance to look at the financial information, would probably mess up and It'd be her fault! Quickly looking in the mirror, she flattened her hair and winced at what
she was wearing. She rummaged through a duffel bag, which Tory had brought for her convenience. (Just in case she could get out tomorrow and rest at home.) She pulled
on a loose red t-shirt and A pair of shorts. She combed her hair frantically and clenched her teeth as her arm throbbed again. She had to be careful, her stitched could fall
out. Slinging the handbag, she opened the door and ran past a surprise nurse who yelled at her to come back. The nurse chased after her.
But Sakura was fine. She knew the hospital like the back of her hand. She used to come here everyday when her mother had cancer.
Racing out the door, Sakura fought dizziness as she called a cab and hoped to make it in time.
----
"And... That¡¯s it!" Tomoyo finished. 30 minutes has passed and all they had to do is open a discussion and sign contracts. Relieved this was all over, Tomoyo
sighed. She touched the new gold wedding band on her ring finger on her had.
A secretary raised her hand from the Li Company.
"Excuse me, but can you discuss the financial information?"
Tomoyo froze. Financial information? She looked at Tory and Yukito who looked as surprised as she was as they rummaged through their stuff for the papers or
disks. Nothing.
"Umm..." Tomoyo stalled, fidgeting with her black and gray business suit. There were mummers and signs of disapproval.
"If we don't see the information we cannot make our decision as well." Syaoran replied, his face calm, cold and serene. Tory frowned and got up, "Why you
ungrateful little--."
"I GOT IT!"
Sakura ran in, bandages and all. Her hair was swirling about her face and in her right outstretched hand was a disk. People blinked at the unruly sight. Sakura
limped forward.
"This is the disk, everything is organized right here."
Pushing aside an employee, she shoved in the disk and stood back as the power point came into view. "Listen, we can invest about a sum of money here and have
more then a 85% chance that it will raise up to about... here... That way we will be making threefold of what we could alone..."
Syaoran's eyebrows nearly jumped off his face as he saw Sakura. It was almost like a dream. Then he realized her condition. He took in her unruly hair, her
broken arm, her bandages and her messy outfit. Something was wrong and he was worried as he watched her limp up to complete the presentation. He could not
concentrate as he looked at Sakura over and over again, almost believing this was a dream and that she wasn't real. Her eyes were still the same lively green and her hair
was cut short. But it did not matter. He had liked her hair long but the short cut gave her face a rather cute and younger look. He wondered what happened as the
presentation began to finish.
Sakura pointed at the graph with her cast. "We would like your support. We can do better then many other companies that way, as you can see."
Her presentation had been a good one and unprepared. The companies clapped their full-hearted agreement and started to discuss the matter fully. Sighing, she
nearly collapsed as the pain returned to her. Sitting down, she heard Tomoyo fuss over her.
"Sakura don't you hurt? Are you ok? You shouldn¡¯t be here... You did well Sakura!"
Her brother, in a dark blue business suit glared at her. Stalking over to her he said in a low growl, "You shouldn¡¯t be here monster!" Sakura stuck out her tongue
and winced. Yukito kept giving them curious glances as the company finally decided.
Tomoyo gave Sakura a look and squeezed her hand, earning a wince from Sakura. Tomoyo gasped and dropped her hand. "Sorry." "No, it's ok. I'm just a bit sore."
Sakura said softly. Her voice faded as her eyes met with amber ones. Tomoyo noticed this and smiled a half smile.
Sakura felt like this was nothing but a dream, a mere dream. But he was really there. Brown hair, handsome smile, everything. Sakura felt her eyes get moist
with happy tears but she managed to look away from the intense stare as she finally realized the contract was being signed.
----
"I'm sorry for my appearance." Sakura apologized to the Tikashi Company. "I rushed." Tory grabbed her arm and steered her away. "Back to the hospital with
you." He said threateningly. Sakura glared at him but rested against her brother with a weariness that tugged at her eyelids. Then she felt her brother stiffen as she heard
the approaching footsteps of someone.
"Is Kinomoto ok?" The voice asked, deep with concern. Sakura recognized that voice and felt her heart pump faster. 'Forget it Sakura, He's probably married to
Meiling and living happily ever after as the leader of the Li clan.'
"What do you want Gaki?!" Tory growled like a dog. Syaoran tilted his head to the side. "I just want to see if Sakura is alright."
'After you broke her heart? I heard it all scumbag- You're married.' Tory thought savagely in his head but managed to keep a cool exterior. "She's fine. She just
need rest..." Sakura broke away from Tory. "I'm fine. I'll go now Tory." Tersely she turned around and ran. The meeting was over, she could go home.
She didn't know if she was running towards home or away from Syaoran. She didn't want to see him, not yet. Sakura groaned in pain as her arm protested as she
stopped by the revolving doors.
"Sakura!"
Sakura closed her eyes. 'No! Please go away!' She thought as she rounded towards the door. She screeched as she tripped over her own feet and she landed on her
shoulder. Pain beyond agony tore through her as she felt her flesh rip.
'Stupid STUPID!' She berated herself, but she couldn¡¯t get up. There was a release of breath near her and a worried face towered over her.
"Syaoran." Sakura whispered as she blacked out.
----
"Sakura!" A beautiful black haired woman yelled to her little daughter. "Naughty Sakura! I told you not to chase after that cursed cat!" Sakura sniffled, her large
green eyes tearful as she held out her arm.
"Neko chan scratched and bit me!" She wailed, her arms throbbed and was bleeding everywhere. Nadeshiko looked as if she was going to faint. "Sakura! Be careful!
Where IS your brother?" "Flirting with Hotaru San." Sakura replied, sniffling as Nadeshiko dabbed alcohol on Sakura's arm. Sakura yelped and cried harder.
"Be strong Sakura." Nadeshiko said soothingly. She gauzed the pain and smiles at her daughter. "Don't be such a pain." Ruffling her daughters hair Nadeshiko
got up. Sakura's father appeared from the house and stared at Sakura. 'Goodness! Is it Neko chan again?" Sakura's lower lip trembled. Sighing, her father knelt down and
looked at Sakura with his gentle brown eyes.
"Don't do that again."
Sakura blinked as the blurry world around her came to focus. Syaoran sat by her looking very worried. He smiled as she woke up. 'You're awake!" Sakura
clenched her teeth and turned away. Syaoran didn't understand.
"Is something wrong?"
"No." She said shortly.
There was a long uncomfortable silence, and Sakura found the hospitals bright yellow walls particularly interesting.
"I resigned as the leader." Syaoran said softly. Sakura jumped, wincing as she did. "WHAT?!" She yelped. Syaoran smiled. "That life wasn't right for me. I quit."
"B-b-but-." Sakura stuttered, trying to comprehend what it might mean. Syaoran leaned back, his eyes looking at the ceiling as his cheeks turned red.
"I didn't want to leave someone, but it took a sacrifice to get what I needed." Sakura's face fell. Did he like someone else?
"The elders want the key to the room of secrets." He said, raising one eyebrow. "But only one person they cannot reach has it."
"Wha?" Sakura said dumbly.
Laughing slightly, he caught Sakura's hand, cast and all.
"I always wanted to say, I never wanted to leave your side and you are more to me then anything else in the world." Sakura turned bright red as she suddenly
understood. After her hard life and their bitter childhood... he loved her. She blinked and didn't know what to say, Syaoran's eyes dimmed. "Oh..." He dropped her hands.
"You like someone else?"
"No!" Sakura busted out, trying not to feel to giddy.
Syaoran turned to her slowly, his eyes downcast. "So you don't like me more then a friend?"
"NO!" Sakura said loudly. "But I can't believe you gave up your position in your clan- and that you came all the way here to see me." Syaoran frowned. 'Huh?" "I
hate you SO much!" Sakura leaped onto him.
"W-wait! Your stitches!" Syaoran cried as he toppled backwards onto his back.
"I love you too Syaoran Li!" Sakura exclaimed. "More then ever!"
Syaoran struggled to get up, his face red, but stopped as he realized his feelings were returned. He held her in his arms and smiled.
"I love you too."
"But... Your clan and the key--."
"You have it Sakura." Syaoran said honestly. "But don't worry- I can probably become leader again and use the key to go back. The best thing is I can still have
you." Sakura smiled as she hugged him tightly, "Was it in the locket?"
"Yes. You were the keeper- I was suppose to protect you but I was sort of... angry." He became ashamed. Sakura smiled and looked up at him, her smile was getting
bigger every minute. "I understand. I understand you completely. You did protect me, and I am grateful." Syaoran looked at her in wonder. "But you had worse... and you
didn't get angry--."
Sakura interrupted him. "Everyone has different ways to handle things. I handled mine with my forgotten memory, and you. I understand and forgive you."
Syaoran hugged her tightly and leaned forward for their first kiss together.
Their lips met, gently and warm at first. It deepened to something passionate and heated as they scrambled up.
"WHAT THE?!" A loud voice exclaimed.
Sakura recognized the voice first.
'Oh Boy... Tory is here.'
Syaoran jumped up in surprise as Tory came running towards him.
"You dare kiss her?! After abandoning her for the damned Li clan you GAKI! I'll beat the shit out of you!"
'If looks can kill his can.' Syaoran thought as he quickly backed away.
"Oniichan! It's ok!" Sakura yelped.
"NO IT'S NOT!" Tory yelled as he rolled up his sleeves. Tomoyo, Eriol, and Yukito stood behind him, gaping. Tomoyo had an all too knowing look in her eyes as she
Glanced at the slightly red Sakura and Syaoran.
"It's fine!" Sakura retorted as she jumped towards Syaoran and plated a kiss on his lips. "Oniichan- You can get ready for my wedding soon- and Tomoyo can design
the dress." It was a fine tactic; shock always halted Tory in his tracks.
"WHAT?!" Tory screamed, looking at Syaoran then at Sakura.
Syaoran held Sakura tighter, grateful for destiny and the hands of fate, which brought him back from his world of bitterness into beautiful young girls
welcoming embrace.
The time of grief and mourning was over; it was not a time for celebration.
Somewhere in China, a girl with dark black hair and large ruby red eyes wished Syaoran and Sakura a happy life with much laughter and joy.
-THE END-
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Author: Peonyqt1004
Epilogue: "Meeting Again"
Disclaimer: I shall never own CCS- Never. *Sigh*
A/N: Omigod- I finished this story! *laughs happily* I'm so happy- yet a bit sad and still a bit relieved. ^^= I loved all of your reviews! Thank you- every one of you- and bless your soul for sticking with me! You know how weird it feels to be finished with a story you ahve been constantly thinking about for a few months? Well- Now I know. I'm writing a new CCS story- had been writing I mean- and you might like to read it! Only 4 chapters but I think it's really good and diffrent. It's called, "Mercy for the Damned" and I'll be glad if you review and read that one! It's still S and S- ^_^ Romance too~! Well- Here are some many thanks to people who reviewed for my last chapter- If I left anyone out- I still THANK you very much!
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-Peonyqt1004
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"The Door to the chamber of secrets is close forever." An old man in a dark black cloak muttered, his withered hands touching his forehead thoughtfully. Sorrow
creased his forehead. "Oh daughter... Why did you choose her?" Sighing, the elder looked up into the night sky. What was done was done. He couldn¡¯t change it. There was
no leader in his clan anymore. No one took his place. Why was their clan falling apart now?
----
Green eyes blinked hard as she stared at the next meeting scheduled.
"W-what?" Sakura asked nervously, pointing at the paper and asking her unspoken question beseechingly at her brother. Tory's eyebrow raised and he shrugged.
"I guess you have to go to that meeting." He said politely, hiding a smile. "I did make you your own department... and this company is dealing with that." Sakura's cheeks
puffed up in anger but in reality, her mind was whirling with past emotions and feelings.
She had thought she had left it all behind.
Her hands were shaking as she folded up the paper and slipped it into her bag. It was impossible. But then, it wasn't impossible. Chance was playing with her. She
couldn't face him. Not now. He must be married and happy now. She was happy for him... wasn't she? She barely heard her purple haired friend enter because she was so
deep in her thoughts.
"What is it Sakura? Another meeting?" The silvery voice asked, her purple eyes twinkling as she snatched the paper which hung out of her bag as Sakura began to
play with a strand of hair listlessly. Her long hair was gone, after returning home she had cut it to shoulder length. Her hand fingered her hair nervously as she looked at
Tomoyo irritably.
"Tomoyo you have no right to barge through my--."
Tomoyo's face went pale. "You're meeting Syaoran again?" Her friend¡¯s pixie like face looked at her friend in an apprehensive manner. "Are you ok? Sakura?"
Sakura didn't answer and instead she stiffly turned her back on her friend and her brother. (Whose eyebrows were raised in a rather questionable manner...)
"The meetings cancelled!" She said stiffly, not wanting to remember but remembering the face she adored. She had to forget... He could not love her. Her legs took her
into a run as she dashed out of her department, her sorrow flying about her, high tailing her. She ignored the shouts from her surprised employees, Tomoyo, and Tory.
"LOOK OUT!" Tomoyo screeched as she stopped in horror as she watched the things happening in front of her in slow motion.
Sakura, her eyes wide and blank, like a doe trapped in headlights, stared as a motorcycle came crashing towards her. All went black and Sakura heard one long
piercing scream.
----
A tall brown haired man frowned as he looked at his schedule.
"Are you saying that Ms. Inyua cannot attend?"
His secretary nodded, staring at him dreamily. Her large glasses slid down her nose as she shook herself away from the dream of ever being able to date such a hot
boss. "Yes, she said her daughter is gravely sick and went off to London."
"London?"
"Yes." She said, unsurely. Syaoran smiled. "Great-!" He said loudly, "Then we can head for Tomedo Japan immediately!" He snapped his fingers and let out a
whistle as he walked out of the room. Ms. Inyua cocked her head, her short ebony locks spilling over her sharp bird-like features.
"He seems a happier man now that the Li Clan made that decision..." She murmured as she picked up a stack of papers and walked towards the office.
----
Tomoyo was worried sick about her friend.
The purple haired girl with large amethyst eyes and very fair skin stood outside a cafe worriedly. Tory had told her to leave Sakura alone and go out and get
Something to eat.
'Oh- the agony...' She thought with a grimace. She twirled her shining purple lock about her finger as she listlessly looked down at the menu. There was nothing
good to eat, or she was not hungry.
Pivoting away from the counter, Tomoyo sat underneath a large tree, letting little dapples rays of sunlight hit her once in a while as she took out her cell phone.
"Hello? Tory... Is Sakura alright?"
A growl mixed with grave concern came from the other end.
"Didn't I tell you not to worry?!" He said loudly, "Sakura is going to be ok. She's going to be alright..."
Tomoyo wasn't sure who was comforting whom.
"By the way Tomoyo..." Tory added as an afterthought. "Why don't you hold Sakura's meeting? Sakura is worse for the wear right now and we can't hold off this
meeting any longer. Li company is getting impatient."
Tomoyo licked her dry lips.
"Fine. But I am going to drop by and see if Sakura is awake yet... She didn't happen to wake up now did she?"
There was a long silence.
"No." Tory said softly, a hint of worry in his voice.
Closing her cell, Tomoyo leaned forward onto her knees, clasping them. She rested her chin on her knees and stared out at the scene before her. A bustling town
with many different people.
"Excuse me miss?" A deep voice said to her. Tomoyo turned around; the voice struck a chord of recognition in her.
"Yes?" She asked, a bit impatiently as she got up to brush down her light purple and blue sundress.
"Would you mind posing for me so I can get a picture of such a beautiful young lady?"
Tomoyo didn't bother looking up, she frowned. "Excuse me... I'm sorry but I am in a bit of a hurry." Tomoyo looked up and gasped as Navy eyes met purple.
The tall lean man with large glasses smiled at her. His artistic hands swept back a piece of loose dark blue/black hair nervously. A crooked smile graced his dark
good looks.
"E-eriol?!" Tomoyo said rather loudly, her heart thumping loudly in her chest.
----
Groaning, the young woman opened her large green eyes to reality. A faint throbbing was on her right temple and she reached up to massage it. She felt a
Bandage. Blinking in confusion, Sakura slowly got up and stared around her rather blankly. She felt hands slide off the side of the bed and she looked towards the figure.
Tory was there, his head resting on the bed, and he was sleeping. Lines of concern and worry were evident on his face. Sakura smiled and touched her brothers hand
and felt him stir.
"S-sakura?!" He yelped as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Sakura nodded and smiled, then she winced as she felt a faint dull pain. Tory grabbed her hands as
She reached to touch her head once again. "Hey- careful. You had quite an accident there." His soft tone suddenly changed. "What in the WORLD made you go out and get
hit by a motorcycle like that? Do you want to die?" His voice rose and became louder as the pain and fear he had felt came crashing down on poor Sakura. "Did you
Purposely go there? What in the world is wrong with you? Don't you understand that you're my only family now?" His voice cracked as he grasped her hand tightly that it
hurt. Sakura blinked back tears and tried to hide her trembling lips by tucking her face downward.
"If you die... Then I'm alone." Tory whispered. Sakura looked up at him, a single tear running down the side of her high cheekbone. "I-i am sorry Oniichan." She
said, her voice breaking. "I didn't mean to run... I didn't mean to..." He shook his head. "Shush- At least you're ok... Nothings wrong with your head or body now are there?"
Sakura shook her head, her brown hair fluttering around her face and sticking to the sweat that had grown on the center of her forehead. "Only thing is that my body
hurts." She moaned. "My body feels like a thousand pins are sticking me!" Tory smiled, tears of relief about to overflow from his eyes, however he held them back and looked
at her saucily. "You deserve it little monster." He muttered. Sakura remembered that word "monster" quite well. A large stress mark throbbed on her head but she held back
and amused laugh. That one word brought back so many memories. Fond/not so fond memories of Tory teasing her and her stomping on his foot floated through her mind. Too bad she was in no condition to do that
now. "Mou-" She muttered, "I would stomp you... but..." Sakura suddenly leaned forward, biting back pain, and pinched her brother hard on the arm.
"ARRRGGGHHHH!!!"
Sakura was the first to start laughing. Tory blinked and glared at her, but when Sakura's laughter began to range from a faint crying (from the pain) and
helpless laughter, he too began to laugh. It was laughter of relief and joy. Both have not laughed in quite a while.
----
Yukito, who was getting over his latest trauma, flipped through Sakura's report. She had done a good job, but the shifty look in his eyes and his jumpiness with
every noise showed that he was very nervous. His hands trembled. He had betrayed his mother in court and although he felt more cleansed with telling the truth, the
venom and hatred in his mothers blue eyes were more then he could stand. He could swear she was hiding behind the curtains waiting to cut his throat or something. It
took a lot of courage just to walk out of his home.
'So many deaths and all by one woman.' Yukito thought with a sense of sadness. 'My mother wasn't really a bad person... not really.' He drifted back into the
memory when he was just a young child, Pearl was crying at a bench with a large red slap across her face.
He had heard everything his grandfather had said to his mother.
"You senseless bitch!" His grandfather roared, slapping his daughter with his broad tough hands. The look on his grandfather¡¯s stone cold face was scary. Yukito
had hid in the closet while his mom took the worst.
"I told you not to marry a damned man who¡¯s already been married with two children! Do you think you'll get anything? We'll be stark poor once the murder
goes in hand!"
"I don't care!" He had heard his mother say. "I LOVE him!"
There was another resounding smack.
Blue eyes flashed in anger as she stood up, half her face swollen. "I¡¯M FUCKING KILL YOU!" She yelled at her abusive father. "For everything you've done! You kill
Yuna and Dan but I won't let your stupid blows of anger kill and knock ME down!"
Then Yukito had seen it.
His grandfather went towards his mother with anger, a look like he was going to kill her. Yukito closed his eyes as he heard a scream. He looked back out,
trembling when he saw that his grandfather was suddenly still and very limp. Opening the closet door he neared his mother.
"Mother?"
Pearl was sobbing, her hands were covered in blood as she held a knife in her hands. "I just had to Yukito... Don't you see?" She whispered to him, she hugged him
and Yukito wanted to run, the smell of blood was overpowering and the still corpse of his grandfather was even more unsettling. "It's for the best for you and me. Don't you
see? I'll do everything and anything for you. Anything to make you happy. I'll do everything my parents didn't." Pearl said, close to hysterics. "Lets call your father and tell
him we won't be coming home for a few days." She said softly. "I also won't let Nadeshiko's children take everything that¡¯s rightfully yours Yukito. Nobody!" A strange fire lit
in her eyes as she said those words and was shaking, she dragged her fathers body and burned it outside to ashes. All the houses were miles away. Nobody would think about
going in a rundown shack and trying to find out just that murdered the poor drunken farmer with no name who lived in the neck of the woods.
'And she has kept that promise...' Yukito thought bitterly. 'Good intentions paved bad choices.' He thought. 'Did she really love me? To kill so many people?' He
thought curiously. 'Or maybe it was for herself.' He thought moodily. He would keep the past the past. There was no point in bringing up his mothers suffering when she
had made others suffer three times more then she did.
"Ms. Yubi?"
His secretary, a tall scrawny woman with mouse like features jumped and faced him.
"Y-yes?"
"Please send Sakura's report back to Sakura."
"But Ms. Kinomoto cannot come today sir- Ms. Tomoyo is taking her place. Sakura got in an accident."
Yukito blinked. Accident? He trembled, was it possible his mother got out of prison?
'Impossible!" His mind roared. 'Call Tory about it, I doubt it's what you think.'
----
"E-eriol." Tomoyo stuttered again, not believing he was here. Eriol had a bitter sweetly sad look in his eye.
"May I paint you?"
Tomoyo flushed and became angry at once.
"No! I'm a busy person! Like I said before!" She turned on her heels and blinked away the tears that fell from her eyes. How dare he come back? How dare he try to
resurface the emotions she had worked so hard to bury?
A hand touched her shoulder.
"I still love you Tomoyo. I'm sorry, and this time I am not going anywhere."
Tomoyo wanted to believe him but was afraid it was a lie again.
"How can I believe you if you told me the same thing 3 years ago?"
There was a pause and Eriol spoke to Tomoyo's motionless back.
"I've brought a house and became quite famous back in Paris and Europe. I have enough to support a family and a wife. Won't you come and live with me in this
new house?"
Tomoyo couldn¡¯t believe it. Eriol always lived in hotels and apartments. Always ready to move and go one. A house? Tomoyo believed him finally as she turned
around. She flung her arms around his neck.
"Eriol! Yes I want to be yours! I forgive you!"
Eriol hugged her tightly. 'I won't leave you again.'
----
Tomoyo cleared her throat as people from the Li Company came to sit down at the meeting. As she expected, she saw Syaoran Li walk in, his eyes scanning the
room for a certain someone, and Tomoyo knew just who. She saw disappointment in his eyes as he sat down at the other side of the table. Tory nodded. He sat at the table
with Yukito and his secretary besides him.
"We called this meeting for a new proposal." Tomoyo said loudly and clearly, she earned a brief thumbs up from Yukito.
"As you know, our fashion style of clothing merely followed a trend. We thought, maybe we can start trends ourselves? We looked for the solution and found the
answer. We can revert some styles back to the renaissance period and mix it with modern clothes." There was a murmur but Syaoran looked a bit distracted, and also, very
sad.
"I have designed some tops which is both outrageous and highly fashionable. I've mixed the corset top dress with a peasant shirt and designed it into this..."
A short and ruffled blue dress with a peasant styled top and a very stylish corset like lace in the middle appears. But that wasn't all, the sleeves ballooned
downwards in graceful waves and the back of the dress had a large bow on it. Intricate designed of gold was threaded around the edges.
There was a murmur of approval as the other companies decided on a negotiation with these products.
----
Sakura sighed; she was still in the hospital and was wearing an arm cast and bandages. She had one broken bone and about a thousand scratches and stitched on
her shoulder due to her skidding across the asphalt floor. Wincing she looked in the mirror and frowned, her hair stuck up everywhere and she looked... Dead. Not in the
bad way, but not in the good way either. If she hadn't spazzed out she wouldn¡¯t be hurt, and she could've seen Syaoran. Her heart contracted quickly and she closed her eyes
as she sank back.
'I hope the meetings going alright.' She thought with a smile. 'I included everything in the report, including the dress... and... Oh No!' Sakura's eyes shot open as
she realized something. She had left out the key thing needed at the presentation. The disk and the financial information. She smacked her bandaged head and moaned and
looked at the clock. There was 10 minutes before the meeting started, she had time. Sakura wobbled out of the bed and fell to her knees as pain almost overcame her. She
shook her head and reached for the handbag which Tory had left near her bed with her cell phone.
'I'll call you if anything comes up.'
Sakura looked through the bag and found the gray disk. She looked at the time again. 9 minutes... Oh man. She got up quickly with her bag and nearly
stumbled. Her arm banged against a table and she moaned out loud as her hand burned with pain. Without the disk everything would fall and Tomoyo, who didn't even
had a chance to look at the financial information, would probably mess up and It'd be her fault! Quickly looking in the mirror, she flattened her hair and winced at what
she was wearing. She rummaged through a duffel bag, which Tory had brought for her convenience. (Just in case she could get out tomorrow and rest at home.) She pulled
on a loose red t-shirt and A pair of shorts. She combed her hair frantically and clenched her teeth as her arm throbbed again. She had to be careful, her stitched could fall
out. Slinging the handbag, she opened the door and ran past a surprise nurse who yelled at her to come back. The nurse chased after her.
But Sakura was fine. She knew the hospital like the back of her hand. She used to come here everyday when her mother had cancer.
Racing out the door, Sakura fought dizziness as she called a cab and hoped to make it in time.
----
"And... That¡¯s it!" Tomoyo finished. 30 minutes has passed and all they had to do is open a discussion and sign contracts. Relieved this was all over, Tomoyo
sighed. She touched the new gold wedding band on her ring finger on her had.
A secretary raised her hand from the Li Company.
"Excuse me, but can you discuss the financial information?"
Tomoyo froze. Financial information? She looked at Tory and Yukito who looked as surprised as she was as they rummaged through their stuff for the papers or
disks. Nothing.
"Umm..." Tomoyo stalled, fidgeting with her black and gray business suit. There were mummers and signs of disapproval.
"If we don't see the information we cannot make our decision as well." Syaoran replied, his face calm, cold and serene. Tory frowned and got up, "Why you
ungrateful little--."
"I GOT IT!"
Sakura ran in, bandages and all. Her hair was swirling about her face and in her right outstretched hand was a disk. People blinked at the unruly sight. Sakura
limped forward.
"This is the disk, everything is organized right here."
Pushing aside an employee, she shoved in the disk and stood back as the power point came into view. "Listen, we can invest about a sum of money here and have
more then a 85% chance that it will raise up to about... here... That way we will be making threefold of what we could alone..."
Syaoran's eyebrows nearly jumped off his face as he saw Sakura. It was almost like a dream. Then he realized her condition. He took in her unruly hair, her
broken arm, her bandages and her messy outfit. Something was wrong and he was worried as he watched her limp up to complete the presentation. He could not
concentrate as he looked at Sakura over and over again, almost believing this was a dream and that she wasn't real. Her eyes were still the same lively green and her hair
was cut short. But it did not matter. He had liked her hair long but the short cut gave her face a rather cute and younger look. He wondered what happened as the
presentation began to finish.
Sakura pointed at the graph with her cast. "We would like your support. We can do better then many other companies that way, as you can see."
Her presentation had been a good one and unprepared. The companies clapped their full-hearted agreement and started to discuss the matter fully. Sighing, she
nearly collapsed as the pain returned to her. Sitting down, she heard Tomoyo fuss over her.
"Sakura don't you hurt? Are you ok? You shouldn¡¯t be here... You did well Sakura!"
Her brother, in a dark blue business suit glared at her. Stalking over to her he said in a low growl, "You shouldn¡¯t be here monster!" Sakura stuck out her tongue
and winced. Yukito kept giving them curious glances as the company finally decided.
Tomoyo gave Sakura a look and squeezed her hand, earning a wince from Sakura. Tomoyo gasped and dropped her hand. "Sorry." "No, it's ok. I'm just a bit sore."
Sakura said softly. Her voice faded as her eyes met with amber ones. Tomoyo noticed this and smiled a half smile.
Sakura felt like this was nothing but a dream, a mere dream. But he was really there. Brown hair, handsome smile, everything. Sakura felt her eyes get moist
with happy tears but she managed to look away from the intense stare as she finally realized the contract was being signed.
----
"I'm sorry for my appearance." Sakura apologized to the Tikashi Company. "I rushed." Tory grabbed her arm and steered her away. "Back to the hospital with
you." He said threateningly. Sakura glared at him but rested against her brother with a weariness that tugged at her eyelids. Then she felt her brother stiffen as she heard
the approaching footsteps of someone.
"Is Kinomoto ok?" The voice asked, deep with concern. Sakura recognized that voice and felt her heart pump faster. 'Forget it Sakura, He's probably married to
Meiling and living happily ever after as the leader of the Li clan.'
"What do you want Gaki?!" Tory growled like a dog. Syaoran tilted his head to the side. "I just want to see if Sakura is alright."
'After you broke her heart? I heard it all scumbag- You're married.' Tory thought savagely in his head but managed to keep a cool exterior. "She's fine. She just
need rest..." Sakura broke away from Tory. "I'm fine. I'll go now Tory." Tersely she turned around and ran. The meeting was over, she could go home.
She didn't know if she was running towards home or away from Syaoran. She didn't want to see him, not yet. Sakura groaned in pain as her arm protested as she
stopped by the revolving doors.
"Sakura!"
Sakura closed her eyes. 'No! Please go away!' She thought as she rounded towards the door. She screeched as she tripped over her own feet and she landed on her
shoulder. Pain beyond agony tore through her as she felt her flesh rip.
'Stupid STUPID!' She berated herself, but she couldn¡¯t get up. There was a release of breath near her and a worried face towered over her.
"Syaoran." Sakura whispered as she blacked out.
----
"Sakura!" A beautiful black haired woman yelled to her little daughter. "Naughty Sakura! I told you not to chase after that cursed cat!" Sakura sniffled, her large
green eyes tearful as she held out her arm.
"Neko chan scratched and bit me!" She wailed, her arms throbbed and was bleeding everywhere. Nadeshiko looked as if she was going to faint. "Sakura! Be careful!
Where IS your brother?" "Flirting with Hotaru San." Sakura replied, sniffling as Nadeshiko dabbed alcohol on Sakura's arm. Sakura yelped and cried harder.
"Be strong Sakura." Nadeshiko said soothingly. She gauzed the pain and smiles at her daughter. "Don't be such a pain." Ruffling her daughters hair Nadeshiko
got up. Sakura's father appeared from the house and stared at Sakura. 'Goodness! Is it Neko chan again?" Sakura's lower lip trembled. Sighing, her father knelt down and
looked at Sakura with his gentle brown eyes.
"Don't do that again."
Sakura blinked as the blurry world around her came to focus. Syaoran sat by her looking very worried. He smiled as she woke up. 'You're awake!" Sakura
clenched her teeth and turned away. Syaoran didn't understand.
"Is something wrong?"
"No." She said shortly.
There was a long uncomfortable silence, and Sakura found the hospitals bright yellow walls particularly interesting.
"I resigned as the leader." Syaoran said softly. Sakura jumped, wincing as she did. "WHAT?!" She yelped. Syaoran smiled. "That life wasn't right for me. I quit."
"B-b-but-." Sakura stuttered, trying to comprehend what it might mean. Syaoran leaned back, his eyes looking at the ceiling as his cheeks turned red.
"I didn't want to leave someone, but it took a sacrifice to get what I needed." Sakura's face fell. Did he like someone else?
"The elders want the key to the room of secrets." He said, raising one eyebrow. "But only one person they cannot reach has it."
"Wha?" Sakura said dumbly.
Laughing slightly, he caught Sakura's hand, cast and all.
"I always wanted to say, I never wanted to leave your side and you are more to me then anything else in the world." Sakura turned bright red as she suddenly
understood. After her hard life and their bitter childhood... he loved her. She blinked and didn't know what to say, Syaoran's eyes dimmed. "Oh..." He dropped her hands.
"You like someone else?"
"No!" Sakura busted out, trying not to feel to giddy.
Syaoran turned to her slowly, his eyes downcast. "So you don't like me more then a friend?"
"NO!" Sakura said loudly. "But I can't believe you gave up your position in your clan- and that you came all the way here to see me." Syaoran frowned. 'Huh?" "I
hate you SO much!" Sakura leaped onto him.
"W-wait! Your stitches!" Syaoran cried as he toppled backwards onto his back.
"I love you too Syaoran Li!" Sakura exclaimed. "More then ever!"
Syaoran struggled to get up, his face red, but stopped as he realized his feelings were returned. He held her in his arms and smiled.
"I love you too."
"But... Your clan and the key--."
"You have it Sakura." Syaoran said honestly. "But don't worry- I can probably become leader again and use the key to go back. The best thing is I can still have
you." Sakura smiled as she hugged him tightly, "Was it in the locket?"
"Yes. You were the keeper- I was suppose to protect you but I was sort of... angry." He became ashamed. Sakura smiled and looked up at him, her smile was getting
bigger every minute. "I understand. I understand you completely. You did protect me, and I am grateful." Syaoran looked at her in wonder. "But you had worse... and you
didn't get angry--."
Sakura interrupted him. "Everyone has different ways to handle things. I handled mine with my forgotten memory, and you. I understand and forgive you."
Syaoran hugged her tightly and leaned forward for their first kiss together.
Their lips met, gently and warm at first. It deepened to something passionate and heated as they scrambled up.
"WHAT THE?!" A loud voice exclaimed.
Sakura recognized the voice first.
'Oh Boy... Tory is here.'
Syaoran jumped up in surprise as Tory came running towards him.
"You dare kiss her?! After abandoning her for the damned Li clan you GAKI! I'll beat the shit out of you!"
'If looks can kill his can.' Syaoran thought as he quickly backed away.
"Oniichan! It's ok!" Sakura yelped.
"NO IT'S NOT!" Tory yelled as he rolled up his sleeves. Tomoyo, Eriol, and Yukito stood behind him, gaping. Tomoyo had an all too knowing look in her eyes as she
Glanced at the slightly red Sakura and Syaoran.
"It's fine!" Sakura retorted as she jumped towards Syaoran and plated a kiss on his lips. "Oniichan- You can get ready for my wedding soon- and Tomoyo can design
the dress." It was a fine tactic; shock always halted Tory in his tracks.
"WHAT?!" Tory screamed, looking at Syaoran then at Sakura.
Syaoran held Sakura tighter, grateful for destiny and the hands of fate, which brought him back from his world of bitterness into beautiful young girls
welcoming embrace.
The time of grief and mourning was over; it was not a time for celebration.
Somewhere in China, a girl with dark black hair and large ruby red eyes wished Syaoran and Sakura a happy life with much laughter and joy.
-THE END-
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