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Acceptance

By Emerald-Eyes.

"Dear lord . . ."

Sakura looked at the front of her once happy home. Empty, cold, and with one sign in the front proclaiming everything Sakura wished she didn't need to hear. Moving, her brother and father were moving. Not only that, they were gone, the house was sold. Her initial disbelief was replaced with anger. How dare they not tell her? What had they done with the things she had left behind?

She leaned back into the black leather of the car and put her face in her hands, trying to clear the image from her eyes. Her anger replaced with a deep hate of herself. She was barely seventeen, what force had picked her to be the brunt of one big cosmic joke? And with all the things in the world that hated the power she wielded, she was going to die one day bloodied and broken. She hadn't even gotten her high-school diploma!

All this power and nothing to do with it, she played with the thought of burning Tomedea down and going to Hong Kong as planned. She started the engine immediately and drove away as fast as she could, not wanting anything to do with the stupid place ever again.

When she out of the street, she pulled over and played with her mobile for a moment. She opened the address book and scrolled down to Syaoran's home phone, and pressed enter.

Immediately, his voice answered the phone, "Hello, Syaoran speaking."

"Syaoran, scratch everything I said about saying goodbye to anyone, I want out of this godforsaken town. And I want to get out as soon as possible!" Her voice, to Sakura's surprise was scratchy, almost breaking.

"Sakura, what's wrong? Where are you? Please, tell me you're not at some cliff somewhere!" His voice was so concerned, so beautiful but with an undertone of desperation.

"I'm not at some cliff, I love you far too much to do that, but everything is wrong with this place. I'm booking a flight, I'll pay you back." Sakura's voice had well and truly broken by now, tears pouring out of her eyes. She wasn't sure why, she had hoped the tears would do something to fill the empty gaping hole.  

"Honey, where are you? I'll get a cab and come and drive us home and we'll talk about it there." His voice was filled with reassurance, her own source of strength.

"No, the cab idea is silly and a waste of money. This town is tiny, and I'm meters away from the central, I'll just book a flight." Her mind was finally thinking clearly, clearer then it had been for a year.

"I'm worried about you! You're not sounding fit to drive, you're crying! Let me come and get you, please?" He was pleading with her now, something Sakura could never resist, but she had to. She had to do this, but she wanted him there.

"I'll walk, and you'll meet me at the Traveller's Inn." Sakura rationalized, realizing he was truly worried about her.

"It's raining!" Sakura looked out the window at his proclamation, and remembered that it was, in fact, raining. She had to hand it to him, he could always argue with her, and he could nearly always win.  

"Alright, please hurry though; otherwise I just might change my mind. I'm on the end of Cherry Street; I'm parked near the street sign.."

"I'll be there in twenty minutes." He sounded relieved and more then a little pleased.

She switched off the phone and leaned her head back, suddenly extremely tired.

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She woke up to the sight of Syaoran tapping on her window, soaking wet. She opened the door and climbed onto the passenger seat and Syaoran leaned over to kiss her, she readily accepted and began crying and he wrapped his arms her.

He murmured into her neck soothing words that did nothing for her. She fiercely looked into his eyes, "Syaoran, tell me, do you love me?"

He looked at her with wary eyes, "I do Sakura.  . .but-"

Sakura put a finger to his lips, "Then we're going. I need this; I'll train at your home with you."

He turned the ignition on and they drove the short distance to their apartment, Sakura's widening eyes with tears in them were all that Syaoran needed to pull over. He grabbed her shoulders, "I do love you, but you're going to tell me a few things before I think about it. We're going home and we're going to talk."

Sakura grabbed his hand and kissed it, then turned away leaning her head against the cold window, keeping a firm grip.

They arrived at the apartment and Sakura went into the kitchen, and began making some hot chocolates, hearing the game-like noises coming from the living room as Kero played on Syaoran's Playstation; she took the hot chocolates to their bedroom and dragged Syaoran in. She lay down and Syaoran sat on the edge of the bed, she felt worried. Was he upset by her?

She went up onto her knees and crawled over, and put her arms around his shoulders, "What's wrong?"

Syaoran shook his head, "Why do you want to leave so badly? I have to leave anyway, but you have options. Do you really want to get this involved with my life?"

Sakura crawled over by him, and sat cross-legged, him instinctively putting an arm around her, "Did you know that my father and brother left?"

He pulled her up onto to his lap and hugged her, "I had no idea."

She closed her eyes and was silent for a long moment then answered, "Neither did I."

A shudder of realization went through Syaoran; he fiercely grabbed her shoulders and made her look at him, "They're not ashamed of you."

She tipped her head to one side, her hair covering her face and she said in a quiet voice, "Yes they are."

Syaoran felt strangely aggressive as he shouted at her, "They didn't run away from you!"

Sakura kissed him, trying to shut him up, or so he guessed. He tried to pull away; he didn't want it to be that way, he didn't want to kiss her if she was that upset. He finally managed to get away from her by pushing her gently off his lap and he jumped away from her, "Don't do that ever again."

She went back up onto her knees, a quiet fury in her voice "Am I that bad? You don't want me kissing you?"

She brought her fists down onto the bed and screamed, "Fine then! Leave, don't ever come back! Do it all over again! I don't care!"

The room was silent for a long while as he looked at her in shock. How could such a small person be capable of such huge emotions?

She quietly turned away and whispered, "If you don't want me, who else will?"

He put his knee tentatively onto the bed, Sakura looking at him as if she didn't see him; he came over to her and put his hands on her shoulders, "Of course I want you. I just don't want you when you're that upset."

He nuzzled her shoulder, "It defeats the purpose."

Sakura lay down, and turned to the side and closed her eyes, and Syaoran lay a hand on her hip, "We'll leave. Together."

Sakura turned around, and kissed him fiercely, and he brought her close. They proceeded to lose themselves in each other, trying to forget just how much they really were leaving.

She leaned against his forehead when they were finished and smiled, "Thank you."

He kissed her lightly and covered them with the duvet and they went to sleep.

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But when Sakura dreamed, it was a beautiful experience. She was sitting cross-legged in the middle of a field, and Tomoyo was sitting beside her, also cross-legged, and they were meditating. Tomoyo opened an eye and looked over to Sakura, "Thanks."

Sakura laughed, "For what?"

Tomoyo gave a secret smile, "For accepting it, finally."

Tomoyo looked out to nothing thoughtfully, "I suppose it must've been quite hard. I didn't really notice it, especially after I got in and I saw my grandmother. But you're year, after everything, I thought you might crack. You had me worried. But you're good now. I hope. Syaoran's been keeping you safe which is good. Stop worrying though."

Sakura wore a bemused smile, "Worry about what?"

She looked over to Sakura and gave a huge smile, "But I'm really okay."

And then Sakura woke up.

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END! Literally. It's over, I'm serious. I made this to be a one-story thing, but it developed into chapters. I see no story-line forming so I'm making it into a quartet. This has ended. Thank you ALL for being so wonderful and understanding and just generally beautiful people. I love you.