I'm back from my exchange in Japan, which was only for a week. ( But it was
VERY cool. They didn't wear seatbelts, there was a shortage of trashcans
but yet it was still clean, there were heated toilet seats, and cigarette
vending machines not requiring an ID. Defiantly a VERY different world, but
I wish I could have stayed WAY longer, I didn't want to leave
Thanks to all my reviewers!
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Chapter Three --------
The slightly shining sun was slithering through the satin window shades. Sakura rolled over, the sun started to wake her up and when she moved her head she could hear paper rustling underneath it. She lazily opened her eyes to glance down at the paper. She skipped over everything until she came to "Love, Syaoran" at the bottom of the page. Sleepily she set up in bed and read he crinkles piece of paper.
"Dear Sakura,
I'm sorry I didn't wake you but I knew if I did, I would never have been able to leave you. You are welcome to stay in my apartment until my return. I love you, and never forget that!
Back soon,
Love, Syaoran."
Sakura read the note multiple times before sighing and pulling the blankets over her head. Maybe if she went back to sleep, she could wake up and find out this was all a dream and Syaoran would be next to her again. Taking the blankets off once more she looked over next to her, obviously that plan had not worked. Sitting up she stretched and went to make herself some breakfast. She couldn't help but wonder to herself how soon Syaoran would be home, and if he would even come back.
For months every time the phone ran Sakura leaped over to it, hoping to god that it was Syaoran checking in on her. But it never was.
After a while, Sakura found herself getting sick . . .
"Hey Sakura, it's Tomoyo! I came to make you some breakfast," Tomoyo called out as she opened the apartment door. Looking around she couldn't figure out where Sakura was until she heard moaning coming from the bathroom. Walking in she found Sakura hugging the toilet, throwing up. "Sakura! That's the fourth time this week, we really need to get you to a doctor!"
"Tomoyo I-," Sakura began, but before she could finish her sentence she was over the toilet again.
Once they got Sakura cleaned up and feeling better Tomoyo drove her to the doctor's office.
"Kinomoto, Sakura. The doctor will see you now," the voice at the front desk rung out. Sakura got up and went into Dr. Takeuchi's room, followed closely behind by Tomoyo.
"Kinomoto, I haven't seen you in a while. Says on this report you've been feeling a little sick lately," the doctor motioned to the piece of paper in his hand. He went through with taking her blood pressure, testing her breathing, and he took an X-Ray. Sakura and Tomoyo sat in the office for what seemed like forever until the doctor returned.
"Kinomoto, I have some news for you," Dr. Takuchi said with a soft smile, "Your pregnant." (Let's all gasp on the count of three . . . 1 . . . 2 . . . 3! GASP!) Sakura felt sick again. How could this happen?
"I'm what? But I never, well I have . . . but that was . . . I mean . . . I can't be!" Sakura said, her heart beating fast, and feeling like she couldn't breathe.
Tomoyo thanked the doctor and helped Sakura back to the apartment.
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There were many times Sakura felt herself pick up the phone, wanting to call Syaoran to tell him. But how was she going to? She had no way to get a hold of him. And even if she could, she knew this was not something she was going to be able to tell him over the phone.
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Okay, well you all knew that was coming, lol! So no big surprise there. Spare a review? :D
Thanks to all my reviewers!
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Chapter Three --------
The slightly shining sun was slithering through the satin window shades. Sakura rolled over, the sun started to wake her up and when she moved her head she could hear paper rustling underneath it. She lazily opened her eyes to glance down at the paper. She skipped over everything until she came to "Love, Syaoran" at the bottom of the page. Sleepily she set up in bed and read he crinkles piece of paper.
"Dear Sakura,
I'm sorry I didn't wake you but I knew if I did, I would never have been able to leave you. You are welcome to stay in my apartment until my return. I love you, and never forget that!
Back soon,
Love, Syaoran."
Sakura read the note multiple times before sighing and pulling the blankets over her head. Maybe if she went back to sleep, she could wake up and find out this was all a dream and Syaoran would be next to her again. Taking the blankets off once more she looked over next to her, obviously that plan had not worked. Sitting up she stretched and went to make herself some breakfast. She couldn't help but wonder to herself how soon Syaoran would be home, and if he would even come back.
For months every time the phone ran Sakura leaped over to it, hoping to god that it was Syaoran checking in on her. But it never was.
After a while, Sakura found herself getting sick . . .
"Hey Sakura, it's Tomoyo! I came to make you some breakfast," Tomoyo called out as she opened the apartment door. Looking around she couldn't figure out where Sakura was until she heard moaning coming from the bathroom. Walking in she found Sakura hugging the toilet, throwing up. "Sakura! That's the fourth time this week, we really need to get you to a doctor!"
"Tomoyo I-," Sakura began, but before she could finish her sentence she was over the toilet again.
Once they got Sakura cleaned up and feeling better Tomoyo drove her to the doctor's office.
"Kinomoto, Sakura. The doctor will see you now," the voice at the front desk rung out. Sakura got up and went into Dr. Takeuchi's room, followed closely behind by Tomoyo.
"Kinomoto, I haven't seen you in a while. Says on this report you've been feeling a little sick lately," the doctor motioned to the piece of paper in his hand. He went through with taking her blood pressure, testing her breathing, and he took an X-Ray. Sakura and Tomoyo sat in the office for what seemed like forever until the doctor returned.
"Kinomoto, I have some news for you," Dr. Takuchi said with a soft smile, "Your pregnant." (Let's all gasp on the count of three . . . 1 . . . 2 . . . 3! GASP!) Sakura felt sick again. How could this happen?
"I'm what? But I never, well I have . . . but that was . . . I mean . . . I can't be!" Sakura said, her heart beating fast, and feeling like she couldn't breathe.
Tomoyo thanked the doctor and helped Sakura back to the apartment.
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There were many times Sakura felt herself pick up the phone, wanting to call Syaoran to tell him. But how was she going to? She had no way to get a hold of him. And even if she could, she knew this was not something she was going to be able to tell him over the phone.
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Okay, well you all knew that was coming, lol! So no big surprise there. Spare a review? :D