*Hi! I have with me another update, after fixing the stupidity that I refer
to as myself! Yaaaaaaay! It's time for Syaoran and Sakura to fly to Russia
and find a baby! Will they get the family they want so badly? Read on to
find out!*
Fighting For My Family
Sakura woke with a start, sitting up quickly. She felt the nausea well up in her stomach, and she sprinted to the bathroom. Lifting the toilet seat, Sakura felt it coming, and prepared for the worst. It was over in a moment, but the taste of bile still hung in Sakura's mouth. Standing shakily, Sakura rinsed her mouth out, then walked back to bed. Syaoran was watching her as she laid down and covered herself up to her chin.
"You okay?" Syaoran asked. Sakura had been battling a bad stomach flu for a week and a half, and she didn't seem to be improving. Sakura nodded and sighed.
"I don't think I'm going to be able to make it to the flight today." Sakura said softly. Syaoran wrapped his arms around Sakura extra gently.
"It's okay. Eriol can go with me. It's always good to have an attorney present when you're adopting a baby, no?" Syaoran replied. Sakura smiled and nodded.
"I wish I could come. I want to see our little one so badly. But this sickness. . . it's killing me, I swear." Sakura whined. Syaoran frowned sympathetically and leaned down to kiss Sakura, but she lurched from his grip and made a mad dash to the bathroom. Syaoran could hear her throwing up, and got out of bed.
"I'll go call Eriol." Syaoran called before leaving the bedroom. Their flight was later in the afternoon, so he would have to get Eriol to pack quickly. They'd be gone until mid-June; about two months. Syaoran dialed Eriol and Tomoyo's house, and a drowsy female answered.
"Hello?" Tomoyo said into the phone, rubbing her eye with her free hand. In bed with her was Eriol, Candidas sleeping soundly beside him. The little eleven month old had crawled into bed with them the night before, and the nights sleep was not as good as usual.
"Hey Tomoyo, is Eriol awake?" Syaoran asked. He heard some background noise, and the sound of Candidas waking up.
"Yeah, take her into the kitchen, I'll be there in a moment. Hey, Syaoran, what's up?" Eriol asked, his voice thick with sleep.
"Sorry to wake you, but I have a favor. You know how Sakura and I were going to Russia today to start the adoption, right? Well, she's sick, and I was wondering if you'd be interested in going along with me?" Syaoran asked. The line was silent for a moment, then Eriol spoke.
"Sure thing, Syaoran. Anything for a friend. Your flight leaves at four, right? I'll be waiting for you to pick me up." Eriol replied. Syaoran thanked his friend and hung up the phone, returning to the bedroom to find Sakura looking miserably at him.
"This sucks." Sakura said, pouting. Syaoran couldn't help but laugh at his wife as he kissed her forehead.
"You just rest. I'll see if Tomoyo can come over and take care of you until you get better." Syaoran soothed. Sakura nodded, and Syaoran got his bags out and started packing.
Sakura was laying on the couch, a bottle of sprite in one hand, soda crackers in the other. She was flipping through the channels on the TV wishing she was on the flight with Syaoran when the doorbell rang, and Tomoyo walked in.
"You know you don't have to ring the bell, Tomoyo." Sakura said. The bell rang again, and Tomoyo smiled.
"It was Candidas. She just figured out how to use doorbells, and now she's addicted." Tomoyo explained. Moments later, the little girl toddled in, an amused smile on her pretty face. Sakura smiled as Tomoyo gathered her into her arms and set her on the floor.
"So I hear you're sick. That's not a good thing, you know. Stomach flu?" Tomoyo asked. Sakura nodded slowly as Tomoyo felt her forehead.
"And you say you've had it for a week and a half? You don't have a fever." Tomoyo commented, taking her hand off Sakura's forehead and looking at her quizzically. Sakura nodded and sat up.
"It's weird. I mean, I get sick at all hours, but it's worst in the morning. That's when I feel like I want to-" Sakura started.
"Die?" Tomoyo finished. Sakura nodded, and Tomoyo's face looked like it could ignite with excitement.
"Sakura. . . when was your period supposed to be?" Tomoyo whispered. Sakura looked confused for a moment, then her eyes widened.
"Two weeks ago. . . " Sakura trailed. Tomoyo clapped her hands together and shrieked.
"You're pregnant! Sakura you're pregnant!" Tomoyo practically screamed. Sakura shook her head, bringing Tomoyo back down to earth.
"No I'm not. This has happened before. I've missed a period, and every time it's the same thing. No baby." Sakura said, her voice lowering with sadness. Tomoyo put a hand on Sakura's shoulder and sighed.
"You've never been sick and missed a period have you?" she asked. Sakura shook her head; this was in fact the first time.
"Then it's settled. You watch the baby, I'm going to the drugstore. The least we can do it make certain." Tomoyo declared, walking out the door despite Sakura's protests. Candidas toddled to Sakura, her violet eyes confused. Sakura pulled the baby onto the couch and sighed.
"Your mom is fooling herself. There's no chance that I am pregnant." Sakura said sadly.
*Later*
"Are you done yet? Did you do all three?" Tomoyo asked, waiting outside the bathroom with Candidas in hand. Sakura opened the door and walked out, her emerald eyes sad.
"I don't know how you talked me into this, Tomoyo. I'm just going to be disappointed again." Sakura muttered, taking a seat on the bed.
"Let's just make sure." Tomoyo replied, sitting down alongside her friend. They waited for the buzzer to sound, and when it did they both leapt to their feet. Sakura looked nervously at the bathroom, then Tomoyo.
"Well, this is it. It's now or never." Sakura said quietly, walking into the bathroom. She emerged moments later.
"I'm. . . I'm. . . "
*Mwahahaha! Cliffie for you, cliffie for me! Ha! Sorry, I just HAD to stop it there. Please review for me, and have a great day!*
Fighting For My Family
Sakura woke with a start, sitting up quickly. She felt the nausea well up in her stomach, and she sprinted to the bathroom. Lifting the toilet seat, Sakura felt it coming, and prepared for the worst. It was over in a moment, but the taste of bile still hung in Sakura's mouth. Standing shakily, Sakura rinsed her mouth out, then walked back to bed. Syaoran was watching her as she laid down and covered herself up to her chin.
"You okay?" Syaoran asked. Sakura had been battling a bad stomach flu for a week and a half, and she didn't seem to be improving. Sakura nodded and sighed.
"I don't think I'm going to be able to make it to the flight today." Sakura said softly. Syaoran wrapped his arms around Sakura extra gently.
"It's okay. Eriol can go with me. It's always good to have an attorney present when you're adopting a baby, no?" Syaoran replied. Sakura smiled and nodded.
"I wish I could come. I want to see our little one so badly. But this sickness. . . it's killing me, I swear." Sakura whined. Syaoran frowned sympathetically and leaned down to kiss Sakura, but she lurched from his grip and made a mad dash to the bathroom. Syaoran could hear her throwing up, and got out of bed.
"I'll go call Eriol." Syaoran called before leaving the bedroom. Their flight was later in the afternoon, so he would have to get Eriol to pack quickly. They'd be gone until mid-June; about two months. Syaoran dialed Eriol and Tomoyo's house, and a drowsy female answered.
"Hello?" Tomoyo said into the phone, rubbing her eye with her free hand. In bed with her was Eriol, Candidas sleeping soundly beside him. The little eleven month old had crawled into bed with them the night before, and the nights sleep was not as good as usual.
"Hey Tomoyo, is Eriol awake?" Syaoran asked. He heard some background noise, and the sound of Candidas waking up.
"Yeah, take her into the kitchen, I'll be there in a moment. Hey, Syaoran, what's up?" Eriol asked, his voice thick with sleep.
"Sorry to wake you, but I have a favor. You know how Sakura and I were going to Russia today to start the adoption, right? Well, she's sick, and I was wondering if you'd be interested in going along with me?" Syaoran asked. The line was silent for a moment, then Eriol spoke.
"Sure thing, Syaoran. Anything for a friend. Your flight leaves at four, right? I'll be waiting for you to pick me up." Eriol replied. Syaoran thanked his friend and hung up the phone, returning to the bedroom to find Sakura looking miserably at him.
"This sucks." Sakura said, pouting. Syaoran couldn't help but laugh at his wife as he kissed her forehead.
"You just rest. I'll see if Tomoyo can come over and take care of you until you get better." Syaoran soothed. Sakura nodded, and Syaoran got his bags out and started packing.
Sakura was laying on the couch, a bottle of sprite in one hand, soda crackers in the other. She was flipping through the channels on the TV wishing she was on the flight with Syaoran when the doorbell rang, and Tomoyo walked in.
"You know you don't have to ring the bell, Tomoyo." Sakura said. The bell rang again, and Tomoyo smiled.
"It was Candidas. She just figured out how to use doorbells, and now she's addicted." Tomoyo explained. Moments later, the little girl toddled in, an amused smile on her pretty face. Sakura smiled as Tomoyo gathered her into her arms and set her on the floor.
"So I hear you're sick. That's not a good thing, you know. Stomach flu?" Tomoyo asked. Sakura nodded slowly as Tomoyo felt her forehead.
"And you say you've had it for a week and a half? You don't have a fever." Tomoyo commented, taking her hand off Sakura's forehead and looking at her quizzically. Sakura nodded and sat up.
"It's weird. I mean, I get sick at all hours, but it's worst in the morning. That's when I feel like I want to-" Sakura started.
"Die?" Tomoyo finished. Sakura nodded, and Tomoyo's face looked like it could ignite with excitement.
"Sakura. . . when was your period supposed to be?" Tomoyo whispered. Sakura looked confused for a moment, then her eyes widened.
"Two weeks ago. . . " Sakura trailed. Tomoyo clapped her hands together and shrieked.
"You're pregnant! Sakura you're pregnant!" Tomoyo practically screamed. Sakura shook her head, bringing Tomoyo back down to earth.
"No I'm not. This has happened before. I've missed a period, and every time it's the same thing. No baby." Sakura said, her voice lowering with sadness. Tomoyo put a hand on Sakura's shoulder and sighed.
"You've never been sick and missed a period have you?" she asked. Sakura shook her head; this was in fact the first time.
"Then it's settled. You watch the baby, I'm going to the drugstore. The least we can do it make certain." Tomoyo declared, walking out the door despite Sakura's protests. Candidas toddled to Sakura, her violet eyes confused. Sakura pulled the baby onto the couch and sighed.
"Your mom is fooling herself. There's no chance that I am pregnant." Sakura said sadly.
*Later*
"Are you done yet? Did you do all three?" Tomoyo asked, waiting outside the bathroom with Candidas in hand. Sakura opened the door and walked out, her emerald eyes sad.
"I don't know how you talked me into this, Tomoyo. I'm just going to be disappointed again." Sakura muttered, taking a seat on the bed.
"Let's just make sure." Tomoyo replied, sitting down alongside her friend. They waited for the buzzer to sound, and when it did they both leapt to their feet. Sakura looked nervously at the bathroom, then Tomoyo.
"Well, this is it. It's now or never." Sakura said quietly, walking into the bathroom. She emerged moments later.
"I'm. . . I'm. . . "
*Mwahahaha! Cliffie for you, cliffie for me! Ha! Sorry, I just HAD to stop it there. Please review for me, and have a great day!*