I'm not going to write a disclaimer in every chapter only the first one.
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Chapter Two
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As they walked up to the door the thoughts from the morning resurfaced in Sakura's head. What if he forgot her? What if he never came back? What if he met someone new? The questions were driving her mad. It seemed funny to her that she would be so nervous to see Syaoran. She kept pulling her skirt down and wringing her hands. Tomoyo rang the doorbell and Sakura could hear her heart pounding as the door opened.
"Hi guys, come in," Syaoran said with a smile, motioning to the house. Tomoyo immediately skipped in and began putting up more decorations.
Sakura stood on the porch still, looking down and shuffling her feet. "Hi . . ." She said softly, smiling weakly. Syaoran gave her a short but sweet kiss, and grabbed her hand taking her inside.
As she walked in she spotted Eriol and Tomoyo sitting in separate chairs and chatting. Tomoyo was flirting constantly with Eriol, who seemed to not even notice and was becoming rather bored. He turned around and saw Sakura, and smiled brightly, too which Sakura gave a small smile back. Boy, Eriol was sure acting weird ever since they heard about Syaoran going back to China.
They all talked together for a while, until Tomoyo brought in a cake from her car. To Sakura it seemed too much like a birthday party, this wasn't a time for cheerfulness and smiles like everyone was currently doing. It was a time of gloom! Why wasn't anyone sad?
Presents were opened next. Tomoyo gave Syaoran about five boxes of clothes she had made, and Eriol gave him a CD player.
"Um, can I wait until later to give you yours?" Sakura asked hopefully. She wanted some alone time with Syaoran.
"Of course!" Syaoran said, a cheerful smile plastered on his face.
"I think we should go!" Tomoyo said, pulling Eriol out the door.
"But!" Eriol protested, but to no extent. He shot Syaoran a small glare as he shut the door.
"So . . ." Syaoran began, still smiling and being happy. Sakura looked at his smiling face and burst into tears.
"How can you be happy? How can you be smiling at a time like this?" She practically screamed, hot tears running down her face. Syaoran's smile immediately disappeared.
"Sakura, I know it's hard for you. But I can GUARENTEE you it's just as hard for me! I smile to hide it; I want our last night together to be wonderful! I want to remember to remember us smiling together, not crying," He sighed and pulled her into a hug, "Can I open my present now?" He asked softly, rubbing her back.
Sakura nodded.
He gently picked it up and unwrapped the box. Opening it up he found the picture frame, around a picture of their first kiss, the day he had asked her out, four years ago when they were fourteen. Sakura peeked over his shoulder and turned pink, promising herself she would kill Tomoyo for this.
"Listen Syaoran I-" She was about to apologize when she saw a drop of water hit the glass covering the picture. She stopped in the middle of her sentence. Syaoran was crying. Syaoran who was always strong, Syaoran who tried his best to hide his feelings, was crying right there! In front of her!
He looked up from the picture and pulled her into a tight hug.
"I don't want to leave you," he choked out, "I don't think I could live without you."
Sakura was becoming uncomfortable. She had no idea how in the world she was supposed to comfort Syaoran.
"Yes you can, I'm sure you'll be fine," She said uneasily, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek.
"But I love you and-"
"I know, I love you too," Sakura interrupted him.
"And, I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
Sakura's breath stopped. Was she dreaming? Did he actually want to marry her?
"I'm not saying we should get married or anything you know, because we are young, but I'm just saying . . ."
Sakura had pulled him into a passionate kiss before he could finish his sentence. When they broke away he raised an eyebrow at her.
"Well that was unexpected," he chuckled.
"Not as much as this will be . . ." Sakura was ecstatic. This was the man she loved! And she was going to spend the rest of her life with him, no matter what. She grabbed his hand and pulled him gently into him room. She then proceeded to pull him down onto the bed on top of her, all the time kissing him passionately. She went to unbutton his pants when she felt a warm hand cover hers on the button. She looked up to meet his stern, but caring eyes.
"Sakura . . ." He said gently, "I don't think . . ."
"No," She said, her eyes shown with a sort of spark. She was sure of her decision, she was sure she wanted this, "I'm ready for this Syaoran."
And with that he took another look into her eyes as if making sure she was completely certain, and then took his hand off of hers and pulled the blankets over them.
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Chapter Two
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As they walked up to the door the thoughts from the morning resurfaced in Sakura's head. What if he forgot her? What if he never came back? What if he met someone new? The questions were driving her mad. It seemed funny to her that she would be so nervous to see Syaoran. She kept pulling her skirt down and wringing her hands. Tomoyo rang the doorbell and Sakura could hear her heart pounding as the door opened.
"Hi guys, come in," Syaoran said with a smile, motioning to the house. Tomoyo immediately skipped in and began putting up more decorations.
Sakura stood on the porch still, looking down and shuffling her feet. "Hi . . ." She said softly, smiling weakly. Syaoran gave her a short but sweet kiss, and grabbed her hand taking her inside.
As she walked in she spotted Eriol and Tomoyo sitting in separate chairs and chatting. Tomoyo was flirting constantly with Eriol, who seemed to not even notice and was becoming rather bored. He turned around and saw Sakura, and smiled brightly, too which Sakura gave a small smile back. Boy, Eriol was sure acting weird ever since they heard about Syaoran going back to China.
They all talked together for a while, until Tomoyo brought in a cake from her car. To Sakura it seemed too much like a birthday party, this wasn't a time for cheerfulness and smiles like everyone was currently doing. It was a time of gloom! Why wasn't anyone sad?
Presents were opened next. Tomoyo gave Syaoran about five boxes of clothes she had made, and Eriol gave him a CD player.
"Um, can I wait until later to give you yours?" Sakura asked hopefully. She wanted some alone time with Syaoran.
"Of course!" Syaoran said, a cheerful smile plastered on his face.
"I think we should go!" Tomoyo said, pulling Eriol out the door.
"But!" Eriol protested, but to no extent. He shot Syaoran a small glare as he shut the door.
"So . . ." Syaoran began, still smiling and being happy. Sakura looked at his smiling face and burst into tears.
"How can you be happy? How can you be smiling at a time like this?" She practically screamed, hot tears running down her face. Syaoran's smile immediately disappeared.
"Sakura, I know it's hard for you. But I can GUARENTEE you it's just as hard for me! I smile to hide it; I want our last night together to be wonderful! I want to remember to remember us smiling together, not crying," He sighed and pulled her into a hug, "Can I open my present now?" He asked softly, rubbing her back.
Sakura nodded.
He gently picked it up and unwrapped the box. Opening it up he found the picture frame, around a picture of their first kiss, the day he had asked her out, four years ago when they were fourteen. Sakura peeked over his shoulder and turned pink, promising herself she would kill Tomoyo for this.
"Listen Syaoran I-" She was about to apologize when she saw a drop of water hit the glass covering the picture. She stopped in the middle of her sentence. Syaoran was crying. Syaoran who was always strong, Syaoran who tried his best to hide his feelings, was crying right there! In front of her!
He looked up from the picture and pulled her into a tight hug.
"I don't want to leave you," he choked out, "I don't think I could live without you."
Sakura was becoming uncomfortable. She had no idea how in the world she was supposed to comfort Syaoran.
"Yes you can, I'm sure you'll be fine," She said uneasily, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek.
"But I love you and-"
"I know, I love you too," Sakura interrupted him.
"And, I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
Sakura's breath stopped. Was she dreaming? Did he actually want to marry her?
"I'm not saying we should get married or anything you know, because we are young, but I'm just saying . . ."
Sakura had pulled him into a passionate kiss before he could finish his sentence. When they broke away he raised an eyebrow at her.
"Well that was unexpected," he chuckled.
"Not as much as this will be . . ." Sakura was ecstatic. This was the man she loved! And she was going to spend the rest of her life with him, no matter what. She grabbed his hand and pulled him gently into him room. She then proceeded to pull him down onto the bed on top of her, all the time kissing him passionately. She went to unbutton his pants when she felt a warm hand cover hers on the button. She looked up to meet his stern, but caring eyes.
"Sakura . . ." He said gently, "I don't think . . ."
"No," She said, her eyes shown with a sort of spark. She was sure of her decision, she was sure she wanted this, "I'm ready for this Syaoran."
And with that he took another look into her eyes as if making sure she was completely certain, and then took his hand off of hers and pulled the blankets over them.
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