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Chapter Nine

Sakura searched all over the city looking for Syaoran. He was nowhere to be found. It was as if he fell off the face of the Earth, never to be seen again. Hope of ever finding seem to dwindle as day slowly met night. She didn't want to give up, though. She wanted… no, she needed to find him. She could no longer tolerate loosing guys to her foolish flaws.

To Tomoyo she lost Eriol, but she was all right with that. Somehow she always knew that was the way it had to be as if it was written in stone. She could never stop them from dating each other no matter how much they hurt her with their stupid idea.

Loosing a guy made her think more about her own feelings than anyone else's. She has to stop doing things just to be convenient to others and start doing things for herself. A door mat she is not, so she has to stop acting like one, even if people get angry with her.

Her feet started to get tired and her whole body was shivering as night finally came. She knew she had to find him before she starts falling over from being so tired.

Checking everywhere and anywhere, that was her goal. She looked in the obvious places: the ice cream parlor, pachinko arcade, dance club, and skate park. He was not at any of those places. It was discouraging, but she tried not to let it ruin her fortitude.

Once she reached the park, she sat down on a bench. The night air was cold and breezy. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to keep all the warmth in her body. Her mind was telling her to leave, but her heart wanted her to stay a little longer. She didn't know what to listen to, but her body wouldn't let her move. Something made her feel as if she weighed a hundred pounds more. Gravity became heavy, pushing down on her whole body. It was weird. She has never felt this before, however it could all be in her head to get her to stay.

As she sat there, a big gust of wind blew past her, knocking off her favorite hat. She quickly got up, no longer being glued to the bench, and hurried after her tumbling hat. Just about when she was going to pick it up, a hand out of nowhere reached down and grabbed it. She looked up to see Syaoran.

"Sakura," he said, shifting his skateboard to his other side. He put out his hand and lifted her up. He handed her the hat. "What are you doing out here at this time of night? It's too dangerous for you to be alone."

She didn't reply in words, instead she leaped into his arms, squeezing him tightly. She didn't want to let go, for it would hurt too much. Her insides were floating on air as her heart pumped wildly in her chest. She wondered if he could feel how much her body had missed him next to her.

After a few minutes, he lightly pushed her away. He cocked his head to the side, looking at her strangely. "What has gotten over you?"

A smile slid across her face. "You," she said simply. "You make me this way, Syaoran. Until now, I wasn't sure on how to tell you…"

"Tell me what?" he asked, eagerly wanting to know.

"Tell you that you make my heart beat wildly and my stomach flutter," she replied, and grasped his hand. "I really like you, Syaoran. And I would be heartbroken if you went to Hong Kong."

He never took his eyes off her. He was transfixed in her emerald eyes, that he forgot what he wanted to say. With all his heart, he wanted to embrace her and tell her that he was going to stay, but he wasn't sure if she should. After all, his family was waiting for him along with college. He didn't know if he should let all of that go on a whim just because the girl of his dreams finally wants to be with him.

He didn't know what to do. His mind was jumbled with so many thoughts that it was hard for him to think straight. Even so, he knew that he couldn't give in to temptation like he had a million times before.

"Sakura, I would love to stay here with you, but I'm not sure if you are being true to me and yourself. Plus you still have that guy whatever his name is," he said, and let go of her hand. "However, if you truly mean what you said, I want you to think about it. My plane leaves in two days at noon."

She narrowed her eyes at him, not believing what he had just told her. "What?! After I pour my heart to you, you turn me away?" she asked. "Why are you doing this?"

He kissed her forehead. "The truth is, I told you how I felt a long time ago, and you didn't even consider my feelings. You turned me away," he said. "Now that I'm leaving, you suddenly decide to tell me now. That's not fair, Sakura. I don't even know if you're saying this stuff because you care for me or if it's just because I'm leaving. I need you to be honest so I know me staying here is for a righteous purpose."

She nodded. "I understand, but I really do care for you. I don't want you to leave," she pleaded.

"Then I guess I'll expect you at the airport," he said, and lay his skateboard on the concrete ground. He stepped on it and waved. "I'll see you then, Sakura." He rode away, not once looking back at her.

A loud sigh flew out of her. No matter what she does, no one is ever satisfied. The only thing she could do next is meet him at the airport and hope he'll believe her. She needed him to stay with her in Japan. They have been through so much together that it was imperative for him to be with her. She couldn't bear being without him.

On the way home, she thought over and over on how she was going to confront him about her feelings. She knew she liked him, but she wasn't sure if they went to a greater level, meaning love. She hasn't known him long enough to love him, but for some reason, she knew that's what he wanted to hear from her. It may be easier to think about it rather than to do it.

She got to her apartment and walked inside. She took off her coat and went over to her answering machine. A red light was flashing, meaning she had a message. She pressed the play button to see who it was from.

Sakura, this is your ex-best friend. I'm sorry for what Eriol and I did. We didn't mean to hurt you, really. We just wanted to get you happy. As a friend, I hate seeing you depressed, Saku-chan. You're like my sister, I still think so even if you do hate me. I will make it up to you. I promise. So please, please call me back. I want to tell you everything. Bye-bye.

She couldn't help to smile. Although it was very absent-minded of Tomoyo and Eriol to do what they did, she wanted to forgive them. Obviously she can't go on hating them forever. And "sisters" will always be sisters no matter what.

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"I'm so glad you called me back!" Tomoyo exclaimed, as she sat down on the couch. "I thought you weren't going to talk to me ever again."

Sakura sat down next to her. "Well I figured since you did apologize, practically begging me to forgive you, I should have a change of heart," she replied. "Plus, you are the one to bring Syaoran here."

She nodded and quickly scanned the room. "So where is he? Are you hiding him" she asked, lifting a brow slyly.

Sakura shrugged. "Well, I'm not sure where he is." She looked down at her palms, still having the feeling of his hand. "I confessed myself to him, but he didn't want to here it, or at least that's what it seemed like."

"He blew you off?" Tomoyo said, looking surprised. "I'm shocked, since just the other day he was telling me how badly he wanted you to tell him that you liked him or something like that."

"That's what I don't understand," she said. "However, he might have wanted me to tell him that I love him instead of like."

"That could be the case, but you've only known each other for a few weeks, and it's not like you guys done anything."

Sakura looked away for a moment in guilt. They haven't had sex, but the did do stuff. They kissed and touched each other, but it was innocent, nothing X-rated. So it hardly counts as them doing stuff. Yet it's more than what Tomoyo knows about.

"Why are you looking away, Sakura?" Tomoyo asked. "You didn't… do it, right?"

She swiftly turned her head and said, "Of course not, I don't move that fast." She went quiet and began fidgeting with her fingers. "We only kissed a few times and he touched me while he lay in my bed. Nothing major."

"Nothing major? It's major, Sakura! Kissing is nothing to wave a stick at," she said, with passion in her voice. "A kiss is something you're supposed to share with a person you truly care about. It's like a secret, you don't share it with everybody."

Sakura reflected on the kiss her and Syaoran shared. If she didn't like him, she wouldn't have had kissed him. Maybe she did love him in a way that she couldn't explain. It may not be the life-risking kind of love, but it's a form of it. That's probably why she let him kiss her the way he did along with touching and being with her.

"Maybe I do love him," she said, and looked up at Tomoyo. "In some way I truly do love him. I think I've been trying to deny it for so long that I overlooked the feelings I have for him."

Tomoyo smiled and patted her back. "If it wasn't for Eriol, I think I would've been mad that you stole Syaoran from me," she said, and laughed. "Yet I'm a friend who sees that her best friend is in love, more or less, so I won't doing anything to ruin that."

Sakura nodded. This is the same situation she had when she liked Eriol. She didn't want to move in on their relationship, just because she had a crush on him. It's not what a friend does. A backstabber she is not.

"Thank you, Tomoyo, for everything," she said, and hugged her. "I'm so happy you're my friend."

"Yeah, yeah, enough with the mushy stuff," she said, still laughing. "Now, what are you going to do with Syaoran."

She let her go and rested her back against the couch. "I'm going to tell him that I love him and hopefully he'll stay with me."

Tomoyo winked. "Don't worry. I know he will."

Sakura smile and they sat there for hours talking about guys. She felt relieved that she finally realized how much she really did care for Syaoran. She couldn't wait to tell him. She could barely keep the happiness inside her. All she wanted to do was tell him everything she had finally made herself recognize and hold him in her arms. To her that was her ultimate fantasy.

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To Be Continued…

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