Author's Note(PLEASE READ): Thanks to all reviewers, even though this is one crappy story! This is the final chapter of ICS. With an epilogue, that is. It is at the end of the chapter.

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I Choose Sakura

By: Wings of Jade

Chapter 14: A Second Marriage

The following days were spent laughing and chatting animatedly. Sakura enjoyed his company. She remembered Seiichi's words: I'm sure that you will come to accept Prince Syaoran. Her Majesty the Queen came to love King Li at once, so I have no doubt that you will have the same reaction. Sakura had been unconvinced then, but now she was. She and Queen Yelan were good friends now, and for some reason Syaoran was on better terms with his father.

A couple of months after their wedding, a non-royal invitation was delivered to the palace. Sakura was taking a nap then, so Syaoran was the one who received the note. It was a card, and when he opened it, it read:

His Lordship Lord Hiiragizawa Eriol and Daidouji Tomoyo invite you to

their wedding, taking place nine days hence

at the royal church, noon.

Please attend!

"Eriol? Getting married? O-kay, this is something new..." Syaoran was...surprised. He had heard Eriol mention that he was engaged or whatever to a commoner, but maybe it was because the real thing was a little...too real.

He reread the invitation. His Lordship Lord Hiiragizawa Eriol and Daidouji Tomoyo...Daidouji Tomoyo...The name sounded familiar. Meiling must have mentioned her once or twice before. Should I...? I think I'll ask her again.

"Seiichi!" No answer. "Seiichi!" No answer.

Syaoran took a deep breath.

"SEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCHHHHHHHIIII!!" Finally, Seiichi came hurrying up to Syaoran.

"You called, Highness?"

"About time you got here. Send for Meiling to come."

"Yes, Sire."

An hour later, Meiling arrived. She curtsied. "Prince Syaoran." Syaoran dismissed her curtsy with a wave of his hand.

"Meiling. Look at this." He threw the invitation at her. She caught it and read it. She looked back at Syaoran.

"So?"

"Do you know who this Daidouji Tomoyo girl is?"

"Well...yes. She's a commoner. Is that why you're so shocked?"

"Not exactly. The name sounds familiar. I heard you mention her before. Is she your friend or something?"

Meiling laughed. "She's the best friend of your wife!" Syaoran's eyes widened.

"Wha--?"

"Yup, you heard right. Tomoyo is Sakura's best friend. They haven't been able to see each other much, so Sakura is thinking about her all the time. Well, she should be. She was the one who challenged me in the Choosing and made Sakura's dress for her." Meiling smiled bitterly. "I was all ready to win. But look who won in the end?"

"Meiling..."

"Don't worry, Syaoran. I won't go kill Sakura, don't worry." Then she raised an eyebrow. "Is that all you wanted to know? What relationship Tomoyo had to me--Sakura--whatever?"

"Well, yes," admitted Syaoran. "That's all I needed to know. Thanks."

"You told me to come from a mile away to answer a question?"

"How about dinner?"

"Dessert included?"

"Definitely."

Meiling smiled dryly. "All right then, if you can provide me a nice dinner then I will stop ranting on about how foolish you are."

"Deal." Meiling left.

Syaoran was smiling; Sakura wanted to see her best friend, did she not? And since her best friend was having such a grand celebration...why not surprise her?

xxx

"What is it?"

"Can't tell you."

"Come on," begged Sakura. "You can't keep secrets from me now!"

"Yes I can."

"Tell me!"

"Can't tell you."

"Why not?"

"It's a surprise."

Sakura had just been told by Syaoran to dress up and accompany him to a ceremony. She was suspicious; why was he telling her to do it? But every time she interrogated him, he would say no, that it was a surprise, it was a secret, he could not tell her--she was getting really annoyed.

"What is it?"

"Can't tell you."

"Please?"

"You'll see when you get there." Syaoran turned away from her and clapped his hands. Kyoko came bustling in.

"Do her hair or whatever," he ordered. "I don't understand what women do to make themselves look so good, but do it now. Are the gifts ready?" Kyoko bowed.

"Yes, Prince."

"Good. Get to work, then."

"Syaoran--" Syaoran turned.

"Don't worry, it won't be anything bad," he promised. "You will love it."

I certainly hope so, thought Sakura.

xxx

"You're taking me to a church? What, is it some sort of wedding?"

"You guessed right. You will fall all over the bride; I hear she made her dress herself and it is gorgeous."

"What would you know?" snapped Sakura playfully. "You're a man. You don't know what gorgeous is; only women do!"

"No really." Arm in arm, Syaoran and Sakura strode confidently through the hall, and someone announced, "Prince Syaoran and Princess Sakura of the Li Kingdom!" Audible gasps and muttering were heard, and many people crowded around to shake their hands. Syaoran noticed Sakura was a little distracted and kept looking around for the bride and groom. When they were seated at the front, Syaoran whispered, "You want to go see the bride get ready? She's in another room."

"Am I allowed to?" Syaoran's lip twitched.

"Of course. I daresay you'll be surprised."

"How many times have you said that already?"

"Forty-seven."

"You've been counting?"

"Well, I know you'd ask, so I counted."

"Typical you." Sakura gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before taking directions to see the bride. Syaoran simply smiled.

(In the bride's room...)

"Princess Sakura!" whispered one of the maids. "Can I ask why you are here?"

"I am here to see the bride." At the mention of the word 'bride', the girl sitting in front of the mirror dressed in white turned around. Sakura nearly shrieked.

"TOMOYO!"

"Sakura!" breathed Tomoyo, and rushed into her arms.

"I never knew you were going to get married!" said Sakura. "Congratulations! Who are you marrying?" Tomoyo smiled.

"Lord Eriol. You'll be seeing him Walking with me."

Sakura squeezed her hand. "I am so happy for you!" She looked at her. "You made it yourself?"

"You got that right. I cannot stand wearing someone else's clothes!"

"Typical you. You look gorgeous!" She was suddenly thoughtful. "So this is what Syaoran had been planning...he knew you were the bride so he arranged for me to..." Tomoyo winked at her.

"Looks like a loving husband to me."

"Shh!" They laughed for a moment, and then one of the maids said timidly, "Miss--Princess Sakura...is it okay for Miss Tomoyo to get ready now?"

"Huh? Oh--right." Sakura let go of her hand reluctantly. "See you in the church." Tomoyo hugged her briefly before letting go.

"See you."

xxx

Once Eriol and Tomoyo were fully wed, the audience erupted into cheers and applause. Sakura clapped so much she thought she'd lose a wrist, but then, if it was for Tomoyo, she would lose a whole arm for her. When Tomoyo descended the platform, she went to Sakura first.

"Thanks for being here," she said. "I almost thought you wouldn't come. There was no news of your acceptance or--well, you know."

"I'm always here for you," said Sakura, and embraced her like a sister once more. (A/N: Yeah, corny idiocy, but please, bear it; this is the last chapter after all!)

Epilogue...

Years later, when Syaoran was already past his adolescence and had a son and a daughter, and when the throne was handed over to him, when he wasn't working for the kingdom he would sit down in his chair and look back at his early years and smile. The tradition, the jokes, Sakura...it was something he would never forget.

"Father!" He turned around. His son, Ronin, entered his room.

"Ronin." He embraced his fifteen-year-old son. "Something on your mind?" Ronin sighed.

"Ren, sister--she has already Chosen a suitor to marry. But..."

"Yes?"

"I'm not sure about Choosing a bride myself. Father, you Chose mother, right? Can you tell how to choose?"

"There's no certain way to Choose, Ronin. You marry who you get."

"What if I don't like her?"

Syaoran laughed. "Ronin, do you want me to tell you the story of your mother and I?"

"That would be helpful." Syaoran gestured for Ronin to be seated. He winked at him and began.

"It all started like this..."

THE END

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Ladies and gentlemen, that is the end of 'I Choose Sakura'. I have chosen not to write a sequel, because really, what is there to write? I already have went past their adolescence, so there is no need to write a sequel. Unless, of course, you want me to write about Ronin and his choosing, but that will have so many OCs you'll be confused. Or, if you want me to write how Tomoyo and Eriol met, you can tell me too. Just be sure to go to my website! Goodbye for now!