Sakura ran after Syaoran, tears gushing out from her eyes. I hope I'm not
too late. She dashed to the airport, glancing around frantically. where is
he? Her eyes peering everywhere. She suddenly spotted a sight of messy
brown hair. Syaoran! She thought. Please. please wait for me.
"Syaoran!" she called out.
The figure slowly turned around at the entrance into the airplane. Sakura's hope grew. It's him! When she was close enough, she yelled out, "Aishiteru!" The lone figure smiled. warming sakura inside. his lips moved. Then he turned away and into the airplane.
"I'll come back. I promise" those were syaoran's last words to sakura before flying back to China.
10 years later
A slim figure posed for the shoots. Her face beautiful, smiling... and yet... her eyes held a sorrow in them.
Her auburn hair dangled to her waist, framing her face delicately. Her eyes added a finishing touch, a sparkling emerald. The dress she wore was long and white, billowing around her. It was a low neck, a pink ribbon bordering the collar. A satin pink ribbon tied at the waist. The sleeves were short, and puffy, laced by more pink ribbons. She wore a sun hat on her head. At her neck was a gold chain and a petite cherry blossom charm. Her white sandals peering from under the white clothe.
"Ok, that's enough for today!" yelled a bearded man. "Good job Kurasa. You can go now. We'll take a break tomorrow, so come back the day after that, Monday. Got it?"
"Thank you, Mr. Jordan. Yes. Good bye." Replied Kurasa Namato, the 20 year old model. She briskly changed into her own clothes and walked to her car. She got in, (A/N I'm not good w/ cars, I don't kno the names, I'm sry!) and sped back home.
"Hey Kero," she said to her yellowish orange kitty.
"Meow" was her reply.
"OK, OK, I'll get u your food, just be patient."
She took out a bag and poured cat food into a bowl with the words "Kero" on it. Kero happily munched on his food. Kurasa sighed and looked around. Her home was a small house, simple yet beautiful. Everything was neat and orderly. She missed her family, her parents and brother were dead now. She was all alone except for a few very good friends. Having nothing to do, she decided to watch some tv. She slouched on the coach and clicked it on. She changed the channels, and nothing interesting was on, so she decided to watch the news.
"Coming, the new and rising Chinese model, Xiao Lang Li."
Kurasa sighed. They were all alike, the models, high and mighty. She turned the tv off and flipped through a magazine. Li appeared over and over again in the magazine. She sighed, what was up with this Li guy? She went and took a refreshing shower.
When she got out, she was drying her dripping hair with a towel. Kurasa had a sudden urge to talk with somebody and headed to the phone. (A/N: sudden urging, how stupid does dat sound?) She quickly dialed in a number. She heard a ringing in the distance. Someone picked up.
"Hello?"
"Tomoyo chan?"
"Syaoran!" she called out.
The figure slowly turned around at the entrance into the airplane. Sakura's hope grew. It's him! When she was close enough, she yelled out, "Aishiteru!" The lone figure smiled. warming sakura inside. his lips moved. Then he turned away and into the airplane.
"I'll come back. I promise" those were syaoran's last words to sakura before flying back to China.
10 years later
A slim figure posed for the shoots. Her face beautiful, smiling... and yet... her eyes held a sorrow in them.
Her auburn hair dangled to her waist, framing her face delicately. Her eyes added a finishing touch, a sparkling emerald. The dress she wore was long and white, billowing around her. It was a low neck, a pink ribbon bordering the collar. A satin pink ribbon tied at the waist. The sleeves were short, and puffy, laced by more pink ribbons. She wore a sun hat on her head. At her neck was a gold chain and a petite cherry blossom charm. Her white sandals peering from under the white clothe.
"Ok, that's enough for today!" yelled a bearded man. "Good job Kurasa. You can go now. We'll take a break tomorrow, so come back the day after that, Monday. Got it?"
"Thank you, Mr. Jordan. Yes. Good bye." Replied Kurasa Namato, the 20 year old model. She briskly changed into her own clothes and walked to her car. She got in, (A/N I'm not good w/ cars, I don't kno the names, I'm sry!) and sped back home.
"Hey Kero," she said to her yellowish orange kitty.
"Meow" was her reply.
"OK, OK, I'll get u your food, just be patient."
She took out a bag and poured cat food into a bowl with the words "Kero" on it. Kero happily munched on his food. Kurasa sighed and looked around. Her home was a small house, simple yet beautiful. Everything was neat and orderly. She missed her family, her parents and brother were dead now. She was all alone except for a few very good friends. Having nothing to do, she decided to watch some tv. She slouched on the coach and clicked it on. She changed the channels, and nothing interesting was on, so she decided to watch the news.
"Coming, the new and rising Chinese model, Xiao Lang Li."
Kurasa sighed. They were all alike, the models, high and mighty. She turned the tv off and flipped through a magazine. Li appeared over and over again in the magazine. She sighed, what was up with this Li guy? She went and took a refreshing shower.
When she got out, she was drying her dripping hair with a towel. Kurasa had a sudden urge to talk with somebody and headed to the phone. (A/N: sudden urging, how stupid does dat sound?) She quickly dialed in a number. She heard a ringing in the distance. Someone picked up.
"Hello?"
"Tomoyo chan?"