Just Listen
Bottled
"ARGHHHH!" An agonizing scream tore through the night, shattering the silence. Startled and disturbed, a flock of pigeons flapped around wildly in the forest nearby.
Inside the stable, a slim woman laid tiresomely on a stack of dried hay. Her long locks of auburn hair splayed around her, drenched in sweat. Her face shone with perspiration, peals of previous pain trickled down her cheeks. The pair of unseen orbs were hidden; tear trails left their marks.
Suddenly, the small and pert nose scrunched up and her eyes tightened. She grasped her best friend's awaiting hand as she opened her mouth and screamed again. Tomoyo could only sit and offer her hand as her best friend undergoes this torture.
"C'mon Sakura! You can do it!!! It's almost there, I can see the head!!! The shoulder's coming through now! Jus-just push!!!" She encouraged, as she had done before…
Some hours later, the same girl rushed into the grand Palace, not caring the fact that she wasn't permitted to enter without notice. Guards tried, to no avail, stop her. But she was thin and fast as she sauntered with speed and grace through their outstretched fingers. Tomoyo knew that by doing this, she was facing treason; but she didn't care, she couldn't care. It will be too late otherwise…
Inside the great Palace, the King and Queen sat regally on their respective thrones. And watched with love and adoration as their only daughter vowed to stay true, to stay loyal to the most skilled and powerful warrior of all the lands. They smiled as he placed the ring on her finger.
"Do you, Syaoran Li, agree to take Princess Elizabeth Maria Gorgen the second, as your lawfully wedded wife, to hold and to cherish throu…-" But the priest never finished.
"SYAORAN!!!" The doors banged open as a young girl, violet haired and amethyst eyed, dashed in. Her hair was in disarray and her mouth dry as she stopped to pant for breath.
Syaoran could only stand there, holding his wife-to-be's gloved hands, startled and speechless. What was she doing here?! The silence was broken by the King, who stood up and asked sternly, "what is this? Li, do you know this woman?"
Syaoran averted his gaze from the girl, he couldn't tell him the truth. "No sir, I –"
"DON'T lie, Syaoran Li! You know perfectly well who I am!!!" She paused to take in a great gulp of air, and looked angrily at him, "but this isn't about me, it's about Sakura!"
Who the hell was Sakura?! Went though everyone's minds. But Syaoran knew, of course he knew; she was, after all, the one who –
"What about her?" He asked, knowing that he shouldn't care; but was unable to stop himself.
"She's… she's…" The anger faded away as quickly as water going down the drain; replaced by sadness and helplessness. Tomoyo looked up into his eyes, her vision blurred by tears… "She's dying Syaoran."
He froze; everything froze. Sakura? …dying? No! She was so full of life, so cheerful! She c-can't be… be…
"H-how...?" He whispered, feeling cold and dead inside. Looking up, he found Tomoyo's eyes pleading with him, to come, to see… Was he willing to leave the splendour life for Sakura? The girl who he… doesn't love anymore…
"Syaoran Li! What in heaven's name is all this?" The King bellowed, now quite angry.
Syaoran looked into the confused and hurt eyes of his beautiful fiancé; thought about the wonderful and splendid life they could have had, will have had… and let go. Her hands dropped lifelessly down to her sides as Syaoran kissed her one more time gently on the cheek, and whispered, "I'm sorry Lizzie…"
With that he turned around and strode up to Tomoyo.
"Lead the way…"
A/N this is going to be quite short. Perhaps another one or two chapters after this one. Hope you liked it!