Forgotten Cherry Blossom

Chapter 8: Moments

"Tomoyo you look wonderful!" Sakura squealed excitedly.

"Thanks to you. Do you think Eriol will like it?"

"He'd better, other wise it's curtains for the groom. I'm joking! I can't even harm him properly with my arm in this mess."

"It's better isn't it? I mean it's been a full moon's time since you arrived. I'm so glad you're here Sakura!" She flung her arms around her friend. "I was so afraid that I would have to marry alone. I've always assumed that you'll always be there, that we'll do everything together. And now I can share the happiest day of my life with you."

Sakura lightly stroked Tomoyo's back. "Come on, don't cry. You'll mess up your make up and what will Eriol say? I promise I'll try to always be here for you."

"Really?"

"Really. Now misses Hiiragizawa to be, let us finish your hair so you can go spend the rest of your life with the man you love. Oh, that sounded like such a cliché! I'm sorry."

Tomoyo laughed at her friend. "Will you please say something at the dinner tonight?"

"Like what?"

"Anything your heart desires. I just want to hear your voice and not just some people who I don't know."

"Very well."

Syaoran felt his breath leave him when he saw Sakura walking down the isle. She wore a lovely light pastel purple dress. Its long sleeves flowed past her hands to form an elegant point and the bottom of the dress did the same. It was up to her neck, but a little skin was exposed above her chest. Her hair was messily done up and several strands fell out to frame her face and in her healthy hand she carried a small bunch of white flowers.

Eriol smiled when he saw Syaoran admiring Sakura. He had seen him falling every day more and more in love with the strange girl, just like Syaoran watched him with Tomoyo. Sakura smiled at Eriol when Tomoyo started to walk down the isle.

"What do you think?" She whispered at him.

"She's an angle fallen from heaven…" He found himself, along with the rest of the guests unable to tear their eyes away from Tomoyo. Her dress was pure white to match the snow falling out side. Her shoulders were exposed while tight long sleeves ended halfway over her hands. The dress was tight on her body, revealing every delicate curve and it flared out to end wide on the bottom. Her hair was done up in lovely curls meeting in a messy bun and several stands fell from it giving a light impression. In her hair there were also small purple flowers and one single white rose. In her hands she carried a small bouquet of purple flowers.

She was to every one and more so to Eriol and Sakura, the perfect bride.

Tomoyo smiled at Sakura. "Thank you for being here."

"Are you kidding? I wouldn't miss this for the world! Look at all this food."

"Sakura!"

"I'm joking Tomoyo. You look wonderful. No, what did Eriol say? You're an angle fallen from heaven."

"Would you please…" Sakura nodded in understanding and got up. Tomoyo lightly tapped her fork against her glass, but not every one was able to hear it. Sakura gave a loud whistle and all attention was on her.

"Good evening. I was asked to say something, I'm still not sure what I'm supposed to say." Syaoran looked up to the girl next to him. "I've known Tomoyo my entire life. We shared every thing and every moment together and until recently I've missed three valuable years of her life." She felt her voice being a little shaky and smiled at every one. "I've missed the opening of her shop, a dream I shared with her since she was ten. I missed her first date with Eriol, and the first kiss they shared. And when I say miss, I mean all the juicy details we girls like to share." She laughed a little along with every one, but tears were starting to fill her eyes. "I missed all the important moments that led up to this one, but I'm glad I don't have miss this one. And I'm hoping I won't miss any more important ones." Tears were now visibly staining her face. "Thank you Tomoyo for including me in every important moment in your life. And Eriol I'm afraid I'll have to thank you in advance. So thank you for letting me steal your wife's time so every now and then." She sat down and a loud applause erupted out of the guests. Tomoyo hugged her friend.

"Oh Sakura, I'll share every important moment with you. I promise."

"You'll always be welcome in our home Sakura." Eriol smiled reassuringly at her.

"You guys are the best. I love you so much."

Syaoran felt his heart ache in his chest. She had already learned to love Eriol. He knew she loved Eriol in a different way, in another way than he wanted her love. But it still hurt to hear her say those words to Eriol and not to him. He jumped when she touched him. She gave him a small smile when she saw the confusion in his face. "You look funny."

"Me, funny? Do you care to elaborate on that?"

"Yes. You have petals in your hair. Um, by the way… I'm not sure if I'm aloud to say this, but…" She leaned closer to whisper so no one could hear. "Thank you for that night and um… You look handsome tonight." Her last word where nearly lost, but he heard them none the less.

"It's my pleasure miss Sakura Kinomoto, and you look lovely yourself. And you can tell me anything, we are friends, aren't we?"

"Yes." She smiled openly at him. Eriol grinned at the look the amber eyes carried as they admired at the smiling beauty.

"Tomoyo," He whispered "look at Sakura, there is a moment for you to remember." She squeezed her husband's hand.

"They're perfect."

 

AN: I love creating cool clothes. I even designed my own Martic dance dress. Matric dance is what Americans call prom.