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Hey people. Well, this is the last chapter. I kinda branched out a bit too. This is the longest chapter I've written and everything seems kinda squished in. Maybe I should've cut it into two chapters? Hmm. Oh well, nothing I can do about it now. It picks up immediately where I left off. So enjoy!
Where the Blossom Belongs
Shakily, Sakura got back to her feet. A whirlwind of questions flew through her head. What did the pictures mean? Was Mr. Tsukishiro trying to tell her something earlier? Was she the girl he was telling her about? Was she really connected to Mr. Tsukishiro? If so, then why didn't he say anything to her all this time and, instead, pretended he was her teacher all along? Was her life right now a complete lie? Who was she really?
Sakura took several deep breaths.
"Okay, Sakura, just calm down," she told herself.
But, now that she thought about it, some things were starting to make sense. Hadn't the doctors told her she was in a plane crash six years ago? And while she was at the hospital, didn't she try to remember what happened, but came up with nothing? Yes, it made sense now. Or at least some of it, like why she couldn't remember anything before the hospital.
After taking a long, hot shower, Sakura went into her room. She went inside her closet and began to search for the backpack that was found on her six years ago. She found it, hidden inside an old carton. It still looked just like it did six years ago. She unzipped it and took out the strange pink book with her name and the pink star key necklace, which she put around her neck.
Sakura was slightly surprised that no dust had gathered on them. After all, she hadn't touched them since...well, since the day she got out of the hospital and moved into her apartment. She stared at the pink book for a long time, afraid to open it, afraid of what she would discover.
Just as she was about open it, there was a knocking on her door. She seemed to come out of a trance. Sighing, she went out of her room to the door and peered out the small eyehole. It was Mr. Tsukishiro, no doubt here to ask for his wallet. She had set it on the coffee table earlier, and she grabbed it before opening the door.
"Hello, Sakura, sorry to bother you so late, but have you seen my wallet?" asked Yukito.
"Oh...um, yeah, it's right here," said Sakura, holding it out toward him.
"Thanks, Sakura. Uh, you didn't look inside this, did you?" he asked.
"Oh...of course not. I wouldn't do anything like that," she said, not quite meeting his eyes.
"Good. Well...good night," he said.
Sakura watched him go before closing the door. She wasn't sure if he believed her, but right now, she had other things to worry about. She headed back to her room and closed the door. She picked up the book again and set it on her desk. It was getting late. She'd have to wait until tomorrow to open it. As she climbed into bed, she didn't notice the book glowing.
-In Yukito's Apartment-
Yukito was in his own room, sitting at his desk. He knew Sakura had lied to him, but he didn't blame her. He had purposely dropped his wallet so that she would find it, and hoped she would look through it. A part of him knew he shouldn't have done that, but now it was near impossible to get through the day, knowing that Sakura was no closer to remembering her past.
Then, suddenly, Yukito stiffened. Yue surfaced, just as a glowing pink object floated through the window and stopped in front of his eyes. It was the Sakura book. He took it in his hands and closed his eyes. The cards inside seemed to be speaking to him.
~What is it? Why have you sought me out?~ he said silently.
And then he knew. The cards were worried about their Mistress. They wanted to help.
~But I have tried, and I have only managed to confuse her~ he said.
The cards told him not to worry. Dream card will help her, they said.
~Alright. Please save her~ said Yue.
The book floated out the window again and Yukito resurfaced. Both he and Yue were hoping that, whatever the cards were going to do, it would work.
-In the middle of the night-
Sakura woke up with a start and sat bolt upright. The pink book was floating in front of her, glowing. She wanted to scream but she seemed to have lost her voice. She reached up for it, as if her hand had its own will. As soon as she touched it, she heard a lady's voice in her head.
~Do not worry Master. All will be well~ it said.
The next moment, Sakura had fallen asleep again and became immersed in a dream.
-In the Dream-
A lady was lying in a hospital bed holding a tiny baby in her arms, while a man and a small boy looked.
"Look, Fujitaka, isn't she beautiful?" she said, tears of happiness in her eyes.
"She looks lovely, just like her mother," said Fujitaka.
"I'll call her 'Sakura'," said the lady.
"Can I see her, Mommy?" piped up the small boy, standing on tiptoe.
"Of course you can, honey," she said.
Flash! It was a different scene. The baby girl looked about two or three. They were in the hospital again, but this time, the mother looked ill and weak. The boy was a bit bigger, about six or seven and he was talking to her, while the father and daughter waited outside.
"I wish you didn't have to go, Mom," he said, about to cry.
"I know, Toya, dear. But I have to," said the mother, managing a weak smile. "I want you to promise me one thing."
"Anything, Mom," said Toya.
"I want you to look after your sister and take care of her for me, okay? And I also want you to help Dad as much as you can," she said.
"Alright. I promise. I'll do my very best," said Toya.
"Good boy," she said.
Another flash. This time, it seemed as if quite a few years had passed. The girl looked like she was ten years old now. Judging by the darkness and the many boxes and shelves surrounding her, she was in a basement. She was holding a dusty red book with what looked like a tiger on the front cover. She opened it to find a deck of cards, but then, quick as the wind, they scattered away in every direction. And then, a small yellow-orange creature came out of the book. It looked like a stuffed animal with wings.
The picture changed again. The girl was wearing a strange pink and black outfit with cat ears, and she was flying on a staff with wings, trying to dodge what looked like lightning. A boy was there also, and he wore green Chinese robes and carried a sword.
Flash! Another image came into view. The girl was standing in front of a silver angel, who was kneeling in front of her. The girl stretched out her hands toward him and smiled.
"I don't want to be your Master, I want to be your friend," she said.
Flash! Everywhere was bright, as the girl smiled triumphantly. A boy with round glasses was smiling at her as well.
"It's over," he said.
Flash! The girl was at the airport, carrying a suitcase and surrounded by her friends and family.
"Don't worry guys. It's only an exchange trip. I'll be back in six months, I promise," she said.
A tall figure wearing a black trench coat hugged her. It was the silver angel, wearing a disguise.
"I don't want you to leave, Master," he said sadly.
"Oh, Yue, I won't be gone forever," she said.
Before she boarded the plane, she turned back and waved good-bye.
Flash!(this is the last flash, I promise) The plane was hurtling downward and the passengers were screaming. The girl was clutching her backpack tight to her chest as fear rose in her. It became black, and then she was in a hospital bed, sleeping.
-End dream-
Sakura shot up into a sitting position, breathing hard and rapidly. It was late morning on Sunday. Her sheets were clammy with sweat and her whole body was shaking. The dream...was it real? Everything that happened in it...was it really her life that she forgot?
And then, suddenly, the images flew threw her head again. Only this time, they seemed...different. More familiar, somehow. And when they stopped, Sakura felt like someone had lit a candle inside her. Yes. Her name was Sakura Kinomoto, and she was the Master of the Clow- no- Sakura Cards.
-Monday-
Yukito set down his briefcase on his desk inside the classroom. He was about to go to the teachers' lounge for a cup of coffee, when Sakura wandered in, looking unusually listless.
"What's wrong, Sakura?" he asked. "Are you sick?
"Um, no, I'm fine. I just stayed up late last night, working on the routine for the dance team competition," she said, yawning.
After that, they didn't really talk anymore, because one of Sakura's friends, whose name was Jenna, arrived and began talking to her. The class that morning went normally, though Yukito couldn't help noticing Sakura. It looked as though she really wanted to tell him something but was fighting it back.
When the bell for recess came, Sakura remained in her seat. Jenna stuck her head back in.
"You comin', Sakura?" she said.
"In a bit, I gotta ask the teacher 'bout something," said Sakura.
Jenna left and closed the door. Yukito looked at Sakura curiously, but before he could ask her what was up, she came up to him and gave him a hug.
"Wha-? Sakura, what is this?" he asked, taken aback.
Sakura broke away.
"Thank you," she said.
"Thanks for what?" he asked.
"Oh, c'mon! You can quit the teacher act, Yukito. It's me, Sakura Kinomoto," she said.
Yukito nearly fell over. He stared at her with wide eyes. Could it be? He could feel Yue's heart hammering like mad.
"Wha-what did you just call me?" he said.
"Yu-ki-to," she said.
"B-But how? You didn't even remember a thing up till Saturday," he said.
"That's why I wanna thank you. See, I kinda figured you dropped your wallet on purpose on Saturday night," she said, forcing herself not to laugh at the surprised look on Yukito's face. "And my cards helped too."
Yukito looked at her and he pulled her into another hug.
"You have no idea...how much I've missed you. How much we've all missed you," he said.
"Don't be an idiot, Yukito. I know exactly what you mean," she said.
"Mr. Tsukishiro! Sakura! What are you two doing?"
They broke apart. Standing at the door was Principal Wilson, looking angry and appalled.
"It's a long story, Ms. Wilson," said Yukito.
-1/2 hour later in the Principal's office-
"So, you are saying that Sakura once lived in Japan?" said Principal Wilson, pacing around.
"Yes, Ms. Wilson. If you want proof, look at this picture," said Yukito.
The principal looked at the photo and gasped. It was the one of Sakura when she was ten. She was standing with Syaoran, Eriol, Tomoyo, Toya, and Yukito, and they were all smiling happily.
"So it's true. Does that mean you will be taking Sakura back to Japan?" she asked.
"Yes, Ms. Wilson. Her family and friends all miss her dearly. They will be very happy to see her after six long years," said Yukito.
"Very well, Mr. Tsukishiro. I understand. Here, these are Sakura's transfer papers. She was happy here, but I know she will be happier when she goes home," she said.
"Thank you, Ms. Wilson. It has been a pleasure teaching here," he said.
With a nod, he left the office. Sakura, who was waiting outside, smiled at him.
"Shall we go now?" she said.
"Yeah. Let's go," he said.
-Several hours later at the airport-
Sakura and Yukito were just about to board the plane when they heard a shout.
"Sakura!"
She turned around to see her friend Jenna, running toward her. She got out of line to meet her.
"Jen! What are you doing here?" she asked.
"It's true? You're really going back to Japan? But...why?" asked Jenna.
"Jenna, you've been a good friend these past few. But my family's back in Japan. You see how it is, right?" said Sakura.
"Yeah, I understand. Just promise me one thing, okay?" said Jenna. "Promise me you'll visit someday."
"Girl, I'd be crazy not to," said Sakura.
"Sakura! We're boarding now!" called Yukito.
"Alright!" she called back.
She gave Jenna a hug, and then she dashed back in line. Fifteen minutes later, the plane took off. Jenna watched at the window as it got smaller and smaller until it disappeared.
-In Japan-
The sun was shining bright as the people gathered around the Tsukimine Shrine to watch the cherry blossoms fall like snow. Fujitaka was grilling hamburgers while Toya was making kebobs. Syaoran, Tomoyo, and Eriol were seated on a picnic table sipping drinks. Kero was with them, stuffing his mouth full of sweets.
"It's so pretty. Sakura would've loved to see this," said Tomoyo wistfully.
She looked over at the front gate of the shrine and choked. She spat out her drink.
"What's wrong, Tomoyo?" said Eriol.
But Tomoyo could only point and stare with wide eyes. Eriol and Syaoran looked in the direction she was pointing at and their reaction was the same. Yukito was walking toward them, but that wasn't it. Next to him was a tall beautiful girl with light brown hair and green eyes, but it couldn't be her, could it? It was Kero who said it first.
"Sakura?!" he practically shouted.
Eriol, Tomoyo, and Syaoran dashed over to them, followed by Kero. Yukito and Sakura stopped at the front gate as they approached them.
"Sakura? Is it really you?" asked Tomoyo in a trembling voice.
"'Course it is. Who else would it be?" said Sakura.
"But...but we thought you...you..."
Tomoyo trailed off.
"I know, I know. You thought I was dead, right? Well, in a way, I was, but let's not talk about that right now," said Sakura.
She hugged Tomoyo, then turned to Syaoran and Eriol and hugged them, too.
"It feels good to be back here," she said, looking around. "It hasn't changed a bit."
"Hey guys! Lunch is ready!" Toya called.
"We'll be right there!" answered Syaoran.
"Let's go eat, I'm starving," said Yukito.
"Me too," said Kero, who had flown onto Sakura's shoulder.
"Some things will never change," said Sakura, rolling her eyes.
When they reached the picnic tables, everyone was busy helping themselves to food that they did not immediately notice Sakura. Toya turned and saw Yukito and greeted him.
"Hey, Yuki. Back already, huh? Did you bring us anything?" he joked
"As a matter of fact, Toya, I did," said Yukito with a smile.
But Toya wasn't paying attention to Yukito. He was staring at Sakura with such a shocked look that Sakura had to bite her tongue to keep from laughing. Fujitaka turned and also spotted her.
"Sweetie, is that you?" he said.
But he didn't wait for an answer as he embraced his daughter tightly.
"I don't know where you've been for the past six years, but I'm glad you're back safe," he said, crying.
Sakura looked at her father and smiled.
"Don't cry, Dad. Besides, I did promise I'd be back, right? I wouldn't be keeping my word if I didn't," she said.
She glanced at Toya.
"Oh, and don't even think about calling me 'monster,' Toya," she said.
"Alright...ghost!" said Toya.
"TOYA!!! I'm gonna get you for that!" she shouted.
-That night-
Sakura was in her room(her real one, of course), unpacking. Kero was downstairs raiding the refrigerator as usual. She placed her Sakura book on her desk. She heard a tapping sound.
Turning toward her window, she saw that it was Yue, and let him in.
"Oh hey, Yue! What brings you here?" she said cheerfully.
"Nothing...I just wanted to see you," he mumbled.
"Look Yue, I never got to thank you," she said.
"For what?" he asked.
"When I was still...you know...you came to see me and you told me everything was alright," she said.
"Yes, that is true, but I wasn't of much help otherwise," he said.
"Don't say that, Yue. You helped me out a lot," she said, touching his cheek lightly.
"But..." he began.
"Shhh...Don't talk," she said.
Then, Sakura put her arms around his neck and kissed him. All thoughts were driven out of their minds. They were together and that was the only thing that mattered right now.
Outside, the moon shone brightly as the cherry blossoms scattered all around.
The End
Hey people. Well, this is the last chapter. I kinda branched out a bit too. This is the longest chapter I've written and everything seems kinda squished in. Maybe I should've cut it into two chapters? Hmm. Oh well, nothing I can do about it now. It picks up immediately where I left off. So enjoy!
Where the Blossom Belongs
Shakily, Sakura got back to her feet. A whirlwind of questions flew through her head. What did the pictures mean? Was Mr. Tsukishiro trying to tell her something earlier? Was she the girl he was telling her about? Was she really connected to Mr. Tsukishiro? If so, then why didn't he say anything to her all this time and, instead, pretended he was her teacher all along? Was her life right now a complete lie? Who was she really?
Sakura took several deep breaths.
"Okay, Sakura, just calm down," she told herself.
But, now that she thought about it, some things were starting to make sense. Hadn't the doctors told her she was in a plane crash six years ago? And while she was at the hospital, didn't she try to remember what happened, but came up with nothing? Yes, it made sense now. Or at least some of it, like why she couldn't remember anything before the hospital.
After taking a long, hot shower, Sakura went into her room. She went inside her closet and began to search for the backpack that was found on her six years ago. She found it, hidden inside an old carton. It still looked just like it did six years ago. She unzipped it and took out the strange pink book with her name and the pink star key necklace, which she put around her neck.
Sakura was slightly surprised that no dust had gathered on them. After all, she hadn't touched them since...well, since the day she got out of the hospital and moved into her apartment. She stared at the pink book for a long time, afraid to open it, afraid of what she would discover.
Just as she was about open it, there was a knocking on her door. She seemed to come out of a trance. Sighing, she went out of her room to the door and peered out the small eyehole. It was Mr. Tsukishiro, no doubt here to ask for his wallet. She had set it on the coffee table earlier, and she grabbed it before opening the door.
"Hello, Sakura, sorry to bother you so late, but have you seen my wallet?" asked Yukito.
"Oh...um, yeah, it's right here," said Sakura, holding it out toward him.
"Thanks, Sakura. Uh, you didn't look inside this, did you?" he asked.
"Oh...of course not. I wouldn't do anything like that," she said, not quite meeting his eyes.
"Good. Well...good night," he said.
Sakura watched him go before closing the door. She wasn't sure if he believed her, but right now, she had other things to worry about. She headed back to her room and closed the door. She picked up the book again and set it on her desk. It was getting late. She'd have to wait until tomorrow to open it. As she climbed into bed, she didn't notice the book glowing.
-In Yukito's Apartment-
Yukito was in his own room, sitting at his desk. He knew Sakura had lied to him, but he didn't blame her. He had purposely dropped his wallet so that she would find it, and hoped she would look through it. A part of him knew he shouldn't have done that, but now it was near impossible to get through the day, knowing that Sakura was no closer to remembering her past.
Then, suddenly, Yukito stiffened. Yue surfaced, just as a glowing pink object floated through the window and stopped in front of his eyes. It was the Sakura book. He took it in his hands and closed his eyes. The cards inside seemed to be speaking to him.
~What is it? Why have you sought me out?~ he said silently.
And then he knew. The cards were worried about their Mistress. They wanted to help.
~But I have tried, and I have only managed to confuse her~ he said.
The cards told him not to worry. Dream card will help her, they said.
~Alright. Please save her~ said Yue.
The book floated out the window again and Yukito resurfaced. Both he and Yue were hoping that, whatever the cards were going to do, it would work.
-In the middle of the night-
Sakura woke up with a start and sat bolt upright. The pink book was floating in front of her, glowing. She wanted to scream but she seemed to have lost her voice. She reached up for it, as if her hand had its own will. As soon as she touched it, she heard a lady's voice in her head.
~Do not worry Master. All will be well~ it said.
The next moment, Sakura had fallen asleep again and became immersed in a dream.
-In the Dream-
A lady was lying in a hospital bed holding a tiny baby in her arms, while a man and a small boy looked.
"Look, Fujitaka, isn't she beautiful?" she said, tears of happiness in her eyes.
"She looks lovely, just like her mother," said Fujitaka.
"I'll call her 'Sakura'," said the lady.
"Can I see her, Mommy?" piped up the small boy, standing on tiptoe.
"Of course you can, honey," she said.
Flash! It was a different scene. The baby girl looked about two or three. They were in the hospital again, but this time, the mother looked ill and weak. The boy was a bit bigger, about six or seven and he was talking to her, while the father and daughter waited outside.
"I wish you didn't have to go, Mom," he said, about to cry.
"I know, Toya, dear. But I have to," said the mother, managing a weak smile. "I want you to promise me one thing."
"Anything, Mom," said Toya.
"I want you to look after your sister and take care of her for me, okay? And I also want you to help Dad as much as you can," she said.
"Alright. I promise. I'll do my very best," said Toya.
"Good boy," she said.
Another flash. This time, it seemed as if quite a few years had passed. The girl looked like she was ten years old now. Judging by the darkness and the many boxes and shelves surrounding her, she was in a basement. She was holding a dusty red book with what looked like a tiger on the front cover. She opened it to find a deck of cards, but then, quick as the wind, they scattered away in every direction. And then, a small yellow-orange creature came out of the book. It looked like a stuffed animal with wings.
The picture changed again. The girl was wearing a strange pink and black outfit with cat ears, and she was flying on a staff with wings, trying to dodge what looked like lightning. A boy was there also, and he wore green Chinese robes and carried a sword.
Flash! Another image came into view. The girl was standing in front of a silver angel, who was kneeling in front of her. The girl stretched out her hands toward him and smiled.
"I don't want to be your Master, I want to be your friend," she said.
Flash! Everywhere was bright, as the girl smiled triumphantly. A boy with round glasses was smiling at her as well.
"It's over," he said.
Flash! The girl was at the airport, carrying a suitcase and surrounded by her friends and family.
"Don't worry guys. It's only an exchange trip. I'll be back in six months, I promise," she said.
A tall figure wearing a black trench coat hugged her. It was the silver angel, wearing a disguise.
"I don't want you to leave, Master," he said sadly.
"Oh, Yue, I won't be gone forever," she said.
Before she boarded the plane, she turned back and waved good-bye.
Flash!(this is the last flash, I promise) The plane was hurtling downward and the passengers were screaming. The girl was clutching her backpack tight to her chest as fear rose in her. It became black, and then she was in a hospital bed, sleeping.
-End dream-
Sakura shot up into a sitting position, breathing hard and rapidly. It was late morning on Sunday. Her sheets were clammy with sweat and her whole body was shaking. The dream...was it real? Everything that happened in it...was it really her life that she forgot?
And then, suddenly, the images flew threw her head again. Only this time, they seemed...different. More familiar, somehow. And when they stopped, Sakura felt like someone had lit a candle inside her. Yes. Her name was Sakura Kinomoto, and she was the Master of the Clow- no- Sakura Cards.
-Monday-
Yukito set down his briefcase on his desk inside the classroom. He was about to go to the teachers' lounge for a cup of coffee, when Sakura wandered in, looking unusually listless.
"What's wrong, Sakura?" he asked. "Are you sick?
"Um, no, I'm fine. I just stayed up late last night, working on the routine for the dance team competition," she said, yawning.
After that, they didn't really talk anymore, because one of Sakura's friends, whose name was Jenna, arrived and began talking to her. The class that morning went normally, though Yukito couldn't help noticing Sakura. It looked as though she really wanted to tell him something but was fighting it back.
When the bell for recess came, Sakura remained in her seat. Jenna stuck her head back in.
"You comin', Sakura?" she said.
"In a bit, I gotta ask the teacher 'bout something," said Sakura.
Jenna left and closed the door. Yukito looked at Sakura curiously, but before he could ask her what was up, she came up to him and gave him a hug.
"Wha-? Sakura, what is this?" he asked, taken aback.
Sakura broke away.
"Thank you," she said.
"Thanks for what?" he asked.
"Oh, c'mon! You can quit the teacher act, Yukito. It's me, Sakura Kinomoto," she said.
Yukito nearly fell over. He stared at her with wide eyes. Could it be? He could feel Yue's heart hammering like mad.
"Wha-what did you just call me?" he said.
"Yu-ki-to," she said.
"B-But how? You didn't even remember a thing up till Saturday," he said.
"That's why I wanna thank you. See, I kinda figured you dropped your wallet on purpose on Saturday night," she said, forcing herself not to laugh at the surprised look on Yukito's face. "And my cards helped too."
Yukito looked at her and he pulled her into another hug.
"You have no idea...how much I've missed you. How much we've all missed you," he said.
"Don't be an idiot, Yukito. I know exactly what you mean," she said.
"Mr. Tsukishiro! Sakura! What are you two doing?"
They broke apart. Standing at the door was Principal Wilson, looking angry and appalled.
"It's a long story, Ms. Wilson," said Yukito.
-1/2 hour later in the Principal's office-
"So, you are saying that Sakura once lived in Japan?" said Principal Wilson, pacing around.
"Yes, Ms. Wilson. If you want proof, look at this picture," said Yukito.
The principal looked at the photo and gasped. It was the one of Sakura when she was ten. She was standing with Syaoran, Eriol, Tomoyo, Toya, and Yukito, and they were all smiling happily.
"So it's true. Does that mean you will be taking Sakura back to Japan?" she asked.
"Yes, Ms. Wilson. Her family and friends all miss her dearly. They will be very happy to see her after six long years," said Yukito.
"Very well, Mr. Tsukishiro. I understand. Here, these are Sakura's transfer papers. She was happy here, but I know she will be happier when she goes home," she said.
"Thank you, Ms. Wilson. It has been a pleasure teaching here," he said.
With a nod, he left the office. Sakura, who was waiting outside, smiled at him.
"Shall we go now?" she said.
"Yeah. Let's go," he said.
-Several hours later at the airport-
Sakura and Yukito were just about to board the plane when they heard a shout.
"Sakura!"
She turned around to see her friend Jenna, running toward her. She got out of line to meet her.
"Jen! What are you doing here?" she asked.
"It's true? You're really going back to Japan? But...why?" asked Jenna.
"Jenna, you've been a good friend these past few. But my family's back in Japan. You see how it is, right?" said Sakura.
"Yeah, I understand. Just promise me one thing, okay?" said Jenna. "Promise me you'll visit someday."
"Girl, I'd be crazy not to," said Sakura.
"Sakura! We're boarding now!" called Yukito.
"Alright!" she called back.
She gave Jenna a hug, and then she dashed back in line. Fifteen minutes later, the plane took off. Jenna watched at the window as it got smaller and smaller until it disappeared.
-In Japan-
The sun was shining bright as the people gathered around the Tsukimine Shrine to watch the cherry blossoms fall like snow. Fujitaka was grilling hamburgers while Toya was making kebobs. Syaoran, Tomoyo, and Eriol were seated on a picnic table sipping drinks. Kero was with them, stuffing his mouth full of sweets.
"It's so pretty. Sakura would've loved to see this," said Tomoyo wistfully.
She looked over at the front gate of the shrine and choked. She spat out her drink.
"What's wrong, Tomoyo?" said Eriol.
But Tomoyo could only point and stare with wide eyes. Eriol and Syaoran looked in the direction she was pointing at and their reaction was the same. Yukito was walking toward them, but that wasn't it. Next to him was a tall beautiful girl with light brown hair and green eyes, but it couldn't be her, could it? It was Kero who said it first.
"Sakura?!" he practically shouted.
Eriol, Tomoyo, and Syaoran dashed over to them, followed by Kero. Yukito and Sakura stopped at the front gate as they approached them.
"Sakura? Is it really you?" asked Tomoyo in a trembling voice.
"'Course it is. Who else would it be?" said Sakura.
"But...but we thought you...you..."
Tomoyo trailed off.
"I know, I know. You thought I was dead, right? Well, in a way, I was, but let's not talk about that right now," said Sakura.
She hugged Tomoyo, then turned to Syaoran and Eriol and hugged them, too.
"It feels good to be back here," she said, looking around. "It hasn't changed a bit."
"Hey guys! Lunch is ready!" Toya called.
"We'll be right there!" answered Syaoran.
"Let's go eat, I'm starving," said Yukito.
"Me too," said Kero, who had flown onto Sakura's shoulder.
"Some things will never change," said Sakura, rolling her eyes.
When they reached the picnic tables, everyone was busy helping themselves to food that they did not immediately notice Sakura. Toya turned and saw Yukito and greeted him.
"Hey, Yuki. Back already, huh? Did you bring us anything?" he joked
"As a matter of fact, Toya, I did," said Yukito with a smile.
But Toya wasn't paying attention to Yukito. He was staring at Sakura with such a shocked look that Sakura had to bite her tongue to keep from laughing. Fujitaka turned and also spotted her.
"Sweetie, is that you?" he said.
But he didn't wait for an answer as he embraced his daughter tightly.
"I don't know where you've been for the past six years, but I'm glad you're back safe," he said, crying.
Sakura looked at her father and smiled.
"Don't cry, Dad. Besides, I did promise I'd be back, right? I wouldn't be keeping my word if I didn't," she said.
She glanced at Toya.
"Oh, and don't even think about calling me 'monster,' Toya," she said.
"Alright...ghost!" said Toya.
"TOYA!!! I'm gonna get you for that!" she shouted.
-That night-
Sakura was in her room(her real one, of course), unpacking. Kero was downstairs raiding the refrigerator as usual. She placed her Sakura book on her desk. She heard a tapping sound.
Turning toward her window, she saw that it was Yue, and let him in.
"Oh hey, Yue! What brings you here?" she said cheerfully.
"Nothing...I just wanted to see you," he mumbled.
"Look Yue, I never got to thank you," she said.
"For what?" he asked.
"When I was still...you know...you came to see me and you told me everything was alright," she said.
"Yes, that is true, but I wasn't of much help otherwise," he said.
"Don't say that, Yue. You helped me out a lot," she said, touching his cheek lightly.
"But..." he began.
"Shhh...Don't talk," she said.
Then, Sakura put her arms around his neck and kissed him. All thoughts were driven out of their minds. They were together and that was the only thing that mattered right now.
Outside, the moon shone brightly as the cherry blossoms scattered all around.
The End