Forever More....
Disclaimer: If I own CCS, then let lightning strike me!
(A/N: elo! Hei, thanks to those who sent me reviews! I hope I can cope up to your expectations! Im really sorry guys that I wasn't able to put in Chap 2 sooner!! Forgive and forget! I'm only human! Hehe!!! Enjoy!!!)
Forever More...
(Ryder: didn't you just mention the title?)
(A.C: Shut up and let me start.)
(Ryder: Hai...)
(A.C: Ok, once more: )
FOREVER MORE.....
Chapter 2: Confessions...(AWW!!)
"Yukito? Why don't you answer me?" Sakura, said, maintaining her voice to its minimum, tears slightly brimming in her eyes.
"Sakura..."
"Answer me!"
"Sakura I--, what was that?" Yukito suddenly exclaimed, as he and Sakura both heard a twig snap in the distance, accompanied by heavy footsteps, which was going farther and farther away, with unbelievable speed. He was secretly a bit thankful for that to some extent, from which he was spared to answer Sakura.
' Why is she crying?' he thought, his heart beating to a much quicker rate. 'This is wrong. She shouldn't be crying. Please. Sakura...' he felt anger rising through him. Not anger towards Sakura, but towards himself, towards his helplessness. He thought that he could be the one to make this creature glow again. To shine accompanied with utmost happiness. He hated himself for that.
"Sakura, don't cry, please don't..." he finally let out, putting his palm on her cheek and slowly wiping the tears away. At which point, Sakura stood up. "Please, Yukito. I'm so...I ...I better go now. Sayonara..." she said, as she turned her back from him and started to leave.
Crying.
"Sakura, wait!" Yukito called out. But he knew this was no use. He sighed heavily and tried to understand why things just...just got 'out-of-hand'.
'What happened? Everything happens so fast! Damn! Why'd I do it? Does she even understand why it all occurred?' he thought, taking off his glasses.
He then closed his eyes and tried to feel Sakura's soft delicious mouth into his again.
'I really want her...' he thought.
'Badly!' Yukito's eyes suddenly shot open and looked around, his heart racing with speed.
'Will she ever forgive me?' he desperately asked himself.
'Wait—' he thought.
'Why...didn't I tell her? Now...now. Damn!' he cursed, feeling remotely livid again.
Then...
An unexpected thought suddenly took place.
'Did...I mean...do I even understand why I did it?...' he shook his head. 'I guess I should apologize. I'll do it tomorrow...' he then stood up and went home, rehearsing on how to say it to her.
ring ring ring
Sakura woke up and almost forgot why she cried. She then got back the memory of last night, and started pondering everything. After figuring that this time was not an option to be remembering all those swift events, she went downstairs to prepare he school things and to her revelation, found Tomoyo in the living room, having a gay conversation with her father.
"Tomoyo! What a surprise, you're here too early! Morning dad." She said, flashing them a force smile, hoping no one would notice her sullen looking eyes.
"Good morning to you too my little flower," Her father greeted her, "Tomoyo came here to check on how you're feeling."
"Me? Why?" Sakura asked, looking from her dad to Tomoyo in bewilderment.
"Well," her best friend began, "I, in a way, felt that something was quite peculiar today. About you." She said, grinning.
"Oh, very funny Tomoyo-chan." Sakura sarcastically said, as she went in their kitchen to take a glass of water.
"It's true!" she called to her, "I know you Sakura-chan. You should have realized that by now."
"Mmm...." Sakura responded, as she came out of the kitchen, drinking, nodding appraisingly, "I know that Tomoyo-chan." She said to her smiling.
"Well, I'll just leave you two to discuss, whatever it is you're about to discuss," Her father said, going into the kitchen, "I'll be preparing your lunch, ok Sakura?"
"Thanks dad." She said, gesturing Tomoyo to come upstairs with her.
"I'll see you around, Mr. Kinomoto." Called Tomoyo, hurrying behind Sakura.
"All right then." He replied, his voice echoing through the empty living room.
"Well Tomoyo," said Sakura, who closed the door behind her, "I'm perfectly all right."
"Yeah, right . You know Sakura-chan, I know that you know you aren't feeling well."
"What do you mean I'm not feeling well?" asked Sakura, as she started changing into her school uniform, "I'm feeling great! Really, I am!"
"Oh yeah? Then explain to me why your eyes have those 'i'm-really- depressed' looks." She countered back, concerned as she had always been.
Sakura didn't answer right away, but used the time left she had while changing to ponder what her answer would be. She then looked at Tomoyo and smiled.
"I'm assuring you Tomoyo-chan, I'm ok." She told her worried-stricken friend. Completely forgetting about what happened yesterday, she gave Tomoyo a hug, and a light peck on the cheek to guarantee her.
"You really sure? You really sure you don't feel anything? Absolutely?"
"Everything's fine. Don't worry. Well, since I'm done changing lets go done and check whether dad's finished preparing my lunch. Then, we can start heading for school."
"Well, ok. Sure..." Tomoyo said, unlocking the door. Both then went down stairs and saw that Sakura's father was just finishing up. After a few last minute checks, Sakura kissed her father good bye, and left for school with Tomoyo at her side.
Upon arrival, Sakura squinted at an image by the gate.
'Hm... students don't usually wait at the gate... I wonder...' She thought, racking her brains to find out who it was. Then, in a few moments, she realized that it was the person she least expected to meet today.
Yukito had been up early to wait for Sakura.
Tomoyo was the first to spot him, turned to Sakura and grinned slightly.
"Well Sakura, "she began, putting a little speed in her walk, "I'll see you later!"
"Uh, "Sakura began, wanting to evade him, but to no avail. Yukito suddenly lunged his hand over and took hers, gripping strongly, but not rashly.
"Sakura?" Yukito asked, "Can we talk? Privately?"
"Sure." She replied casually, not facing him though. She followed Yukito under an oak tree, which was of enormous relief because it somewhat shielded the sun's bright rays from her eyes.
"So," she began, "Why did you want me here?" she asked him. Well, partly. It looked as if she was directing them to her shoes rather than towards Yukito.
"Well...uh, I, uh, what I mean is..." said Yukito, in obvious traces of feeling uncomfortable.
"Can you speak hurriedly Yukito?" Sakura asked, "I don't wanna be late..."
"Ok...Well, I , what I mean to say is, I'mreallyverysorry!" he said in one breathe.
"Well?" he asked her, looking hopeful.
"That's ok..." Sakura said. She suddenly turned quiet.
"Sakura?"
"I'm sorry too..."
"Sorry?" Yukito asked, dumbfounded, "Why are you sorry? You did nothing wrong!" he countered to her.
"I...I don't know... but I'm really sorry for the troubles and...and pains I've done. I've caused. To you."
"But Sakura!" Yukito said, "I don't care about all those. Those were specifically no reasons that lead me doing that!" he told her, wanting to make her feel that none of the happenings last night were her fault.
"It isn't?" she asked, in the same offhand voice.
"No it isn't!" he assured her, "It's none of that! It's just because," he said starting to flush. He inhaled deeply, taking her hands, feeling their soft, tender texture, and wishing them as his own.
"—It's because, I LOVE YOU!"
(A/N: Well, that's it for Chapter 2!!! I hope that it's worth a lot of reviews!!!!!!! Nyahaha!!!)
Ryder: AWWW! Wasn't that—SAPPY!
A.C: Your just jealous!
Ryder: Why would I be?
Trick master: Like you wouldn't know!
A.C: Trix! Where have you been?
Ryder: Yeah, why'd you pop up of nowhere?!
Trick master: is it a crime? Any ways, why WON'T you be jealous Ry?
Ryder: oh, shut it!!
A.C: What? Tell me Trix!!!
Ryder: NO! (Shuts t.m's mouth)
Trick master: Mph!!!
A.C: Hai....(sweatdrop)
Syaoran: Hei Paww, let's play basket ball and leave these two to their little secrets...
A.C: oh, sure! Coming! See you later you two! Bye! (exits, carrying a basketball in her hand)
Ryder: Wait up!!! (follows, leaves a bewildered Trick master)
Trick master: Boys...
Disclaimer: If I own CCS, then let lightning strike me!
(A/N: elo! Hei, thanks to those who sent me reviews! I hope I can cope up to your expectations! Im really sorry guys that I wasn't able to put in Chap 2 sooner!! Forgive and forget! I'm only human! Hehe!!! Enjoy!!!)
Forever More...
(Ryder: didn't you just mention the title?)
(A.C: Shut up and let me start.)
(Ryder: Hai...)
(A.C: Ok, once more: )
FOREVER MORE.....
Chapter 2: Confessions...(AWW!!)
"Yukito? Why don't you answer me?" Sakura, said, maintaining her voice to its minimum, tears slightly brimming in her eyes.
"Sakura..."
"Answer me!"
"Sakura I--, what was that?" Yukito suddenly exclaimed, as he and Sakura both heard a twig snap in the distance, accompanied by heavy footsteps, which was going farther and farther away, with unbelievable speed. He was secretly a bit thankful for that to some extent, from which he was spared to answer Sakura.
' Why is she crying?' he thought, his heart beating to a much quicker rate. 'This is wrong. She shouldn't be crying. Please. Sakura...' he felt anger rising through him. Not anger towards Sakura, but towards himself, towards his helplessness. He thought that he could be the one to make this creature glow again. To shine accompanied with utmost happiness. He hated himself for that.
"Sakura, don't cry, please don't..." he finally let out, putting his palm on her cheek and slowly wiping the tears away. At which point, Sakura stood up. "Please, Yukito. I'm so...I ...I better go now. Sayonara..." she said, as she turned her back from him and started to leave.
Crying.
"Sakura, wait!" Yukito called out. But he knew this was no use. He sighed heavily and tried to understand why things just...just got 'out-of-hand'.
'What happened? Everything happens so fast! Damn! Why'd I do it? Does she even understand why it all occurred?' he thought, taking off his glasses.
He then closed his eyes and tried to feel Sakura's soft delicious mouth into his again.
'I really want her...' he thought.
'Badly!' Yukito's eyes suddenly shot open and looked around, his heart racing with speed.
'Will she ever forgive me?' he desperately asked himself.
'Wait—' he thought.
'Why...didn't I tell her? Now...now. Damn!' he cursed, feeling remotely livid again.
Then...
An unexpected thought suddenly took place.
'Did...I mean...do I even understand why I did it?...' he shook his head. 'I guess I should apologize. I'll do it tomorrow...' he then stood up and went home, rehearsing on how to say it to her.
ring ring ring
Sakura woke up and almost forgot why she cried. She then got back the memory of last night, and started pondering everything. After figuring that this time was not an option to be remembering all those swift events, she went downstairs to prepare he school things and to her revelation, found Tomoyo in the living room, having a gay conversation with her father.
"Tomoyo! What a surprise, you're here too early! Morning dad." She said, flashing them a force smile, hoping no one would notice her sullen looking eyes.
"Good morning to you too my little flower," Her father greeted her, "Tomoyo came here to check on how you're feeling."
"Me? Why?" Sakura asked, looking from her dad to Tomoyo in bewilderment.
"Well," her best friend began, "I, in a way, felt that something was quite peculiar today. About you." She said, grinning.
"Oh, very funny Tomoyo-chan." Sakura sarcastically said, as she went in their kitchen to take a glass of water.
"It's true!" she called to her, "I know you Sakura-chan. You should have realized that by now."
"Mmm...." Sakura responded, as she came out of the kitchen, drinking, nodding appraisingly, "I know that Tomoyo-chan." She said to her smiling.
"Well, I'll just leave you two to discuss, whatever it is you're about to discuss," Her father said, going into the kitchen, "I'll be preparing your lunch, ok Sakura?"
"Thanks dad." She said, gesturing Tomoyo to come upstairs with her.
"I'll see you around, Mr. Kinomoto." Called Tomoyo, hurrying behind Sakura.
"All right then." He replied, his voice echoing through the empty living room.
"Well Tomoyo," said Sakura, who closed the door behind her, "I'm perfectly all right."
"Yeah, right . You know Sakura-chan, I know that you know you aren't feeling well."
"What do you mean I'm not feeling well?" asked Sakura, as she started changing into her school uniform, "I'm feeling great! Really, I am!"
"Oh yeah? Then explain to me why your eyes have those 'i'm-really- depressed' looks." She countered back, concerned as she had always been.
Sakura didn't answer right away, but used the time left she had while changing to ponder what her answer would be. She then looked at Tomoyo and smiled.
"I'm assuring you Tomoyo-chan, I'm ok." She told her worried-stricken friend. Completely forgetting about what happened yesterday, she gave Tomoyo a hug, and a light peck on the cheek to guarantee her.
"You really sure? You really sure you don't feel anything? Absolutely?"
"Everything's fine. Don't worry. Well, since I'm done changing lets go done and check whether dad's finished preparing my lunch. Then, we can start heading for school."
"Well, ok. Sure..." Tomoyo said, unlocking the door. Both then went down stairs and saw that Sakura's father was just finishing up. After a few last minute checks, Sakura kissed her father good bye, and left for school with Tomoyo at her side.
Upon arrival, Sakura squinted at an image by the gate.
'Hm... students don't usually wait at the gate... I wonder...' She thought, racking her brains to find out who it was. Then, in a few moments, she realized that it was the person she least expected to meet today.
Yukito had been up early to wait for Sakura.
Tomoyo was the first to spot him, turned to Sakura and grinned slightly.
"Well Sakura, "she began, putting a little speed in her walk, "I'll see you later!"
"Uh, "Sakura began, wanting to evade him, but to no avail. Yukito suddenly lunged his hand over and took hers, gripping strongly, but not rashly.
"Sakura?" Yukito asked, "Can we talk? Privately?"
"Sure." She replied casually, not facing him though. She followed Yukito under an oak tree, which was of enormous relief because it somewhat shielded the sun's bright rays from her eyes.
"So," she began, "Why did you want me here?" she asked him. Well, partly. It looked as if she was directing them to her shoes rather than towards Yukito.
"Well...uh, I, uh, what I mean is..." said Yukito, in obvious traces of feeling uncomfortable.
"Can you speak hurriedly Yukito?" Sakura asked, "I don't wanna be late..."
"Ok...Well, I , what I mean to say is, I'mreallyverysorry!" he said in one breathe.
"Well?" he asked her, looking hopeful.
"That's ok..." Sakura said. She suddenly turned quiet.
"Sakura?"
"I'm sorry too..."
"Sorry?" Yukito asked, dumbfounded, "Why are you sorry? You did nothing wrong!" he countered to her.
"I...I don't know... but I'm really sorry for the troubles and...and pains I've done. I've caused. To you."
"But Sakura!" Yukito said, "I don't care about all those. Those were specifically no reasons that lead me doing that!" he told her, wanting to make her feel that none of the happenings last night were her fault.
"It isn't?" she asked, in the same offhand voice.
"No it isn't!" he assured her, "It's none of that! It's just because," he said starting to flush. He inhaled deeply, taking her hands, feeling their soft, tender texture, and wishing them as his own.
"—It's because, I LOVE YOU!"
(A/N: Well, that's it for Chapter 2!!! I hope that it's worth a lot of reviews!!!!!!! Nyahaha!!!)
Ryder: AWWW! Wasn't that—SAPPY!
A.C: Your just jealous!
Ryder: Why would I be?
Trick master: Like you wouldn't know!
A.C: Trix! Where have you been?
Ryder: Yeah, why'd you pop up of nowhere?!
Trick master: is it a crime? Any ways, why WON'T you be jealous Ry?
Ryder: oh, shut it!!
A.C: What? Tell me Trix!!!
Ryder: NO! (Shuts t.m's mouth)
Trick master: Mph!!!
A.C: Hai....(sweatdrop)
Syaoran: Hei Paww, let's play basket ball and leave these two to their little secrets...
A.C: oh, sure! Coming! See you later you two! Bye! (exits, carrying a basketball in her hand)
Ryder: Wait up!!! (follows, leaves a bewildered Trick master)
Trick master: Boys...