Hey, the long awaited epilogue is finally out!
For all of you guys who said that the last bit about Sakura and Syaoran in bed together was gross, I want to remind you that love doesn't only exist till you're forty. Love is eternal and goes on forever.
When I wrote that last bit, I was letting you know that Sakura and Syaoran's love survived the years and continued to do so. They survived through the bad, ugly and heart wrenchingly sad.
Their love is one that we only dream about (That's why we write about it) =D
Anyways, hope you enjoy…
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© 27-02-04
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS. Clamp does. I also do not own the song by Maria Carey.
Mungbeans
Sorry, I never told you,
All I wanted to say, now it's
Too late to hold, 'cause you've
Flown away, so far away
Syaoran Li lay in his bed, a single tear rolling down his wrinkled cheek. Many more followed soon, making themselves down the creases of his sombre face.
"Sakura," he sobbed out her name, his voice as frail as a leaf against hail.
God, how he missed her. It had only been months after her death but the pain hadn't ceased, if possible it had amplified. Every time he thought of her he felt bit after bit of him shatter into fragments so small they were like shards of glass scattered through time.
Every time he tried to pick them up and glue them back together he found himself staring at the memory each shard held.
Never had I imagined, yeah,
Living without your smile
Feelin' and knowing you hear me
It keeps me alive
Alive
Memories they had made and shared. Tales of yesterday, tomorrows never made, years of undying love.
Syaoran buried his face in his hands and let the dam break loose. His body shook as sob after powerful sob rattled out of his stooped body.
Memories filled his mind, flashing like an old projector.
And I know you're shining
Down on me from heaven,
Like so many friends
We've lost along the way, and
I know eventually we'll be together
Together babe
One sweet day, one sweet day
Memories of their first kiss that night at the end of year ball. The sweetness of it, the light. The way he found she fit perfectly into his arms.
The first time he had professed his love, and the many times after.
Picturing a little scene from heaven
Memories of the first time they made love floated into his mind, bringing forth harder sobs. He recalled the way she had tentatively explored his body at first, the she cried out, first at the small sting of pain then at the surprise of the pleasure that followed. And the way he had been proved right—they were perfect for each other.
He remembered her reaction, the glow in her eyes, her soft smile as they were pronounced man and wife. He hardly remembered the details of the memorable day but he would never forget that moment—the moment he could breathe a sigh of relief. She was finally all his. To love and cherish for the rest of their lives together.
Darling I never showed you, assumed
You'd always be there, always be there
I took your presence for granted
But I always cared
I always care, and I miss the love we shared
A small reflective smile played on his lips as he recalled the birth of their first child. He winced, aching at the memory of the way Sakura had screamed and cried in pain. He would have given anything to take the pain away from her, to take her in his arms and tell her that it would be alright. As he held her hand and felt her push for the final time he looked at his wife and knew that at that moment she was the most beautiful woman ever.
Memory after memory followed. Memories of laughter, pain, sorrow but mostly of love. Love. The emotion that had been most abundant in their lives.
He missed her so much.
The day Sakura had died had been the worst day of his life. The day he knew the light in his life had gone out. The memory of her funeral was scattered and patched in places but the pain and anger and hopelessness he felt were etched into his soul.
And I know you're shining
Down on me from heaven,
Like so many friends
We've lost along the way, and
I know eventually we'll be together
Together one sweet day
It had been eleven and a half months since he had found that he couldn't wake her from her slumber. Nearly a year of pain and anger at God for taking her away. He knew his children, grandkids and great-grandkids worried about him, but he didn't want to continue life. Life meant nothing with love.
Without his soulmate.
Without Sakura.
Syaoran heaved a deep sigh and closed his eyes. Breathing his last breath as life left him.
A few moments later a shining white light emerged from his body and before anyone could glimpse the phenomenon it disappeared in a shower of sparks.
Although the sun will never shine the same,
I'll always look to a brighter day
The sky was dark and raining as if the heavens cried with the mourners over the lost of their beloved. The reception had been lovely, though poignantly sad and as one by one the guests filtered away a couple were left standing on the damp grass before the mound of freshly overturned soil.
Kari felt her husband's arm go around her and smiled softly. "They're finally together again."
"They were never meant to part." Kouji answered.
"This last year. . .I couldn't bear seeing him that way. He couldn't live without grandma." Kari felt the silent tears slide down her cheeks.
Kouji gathered his small wife—so much like her grandma—into his arms and placed a kiss atop her head all the while crooning soft soothing words to her. "They loved each other deeply."
"I miss him so much Kouji, first grandma then him." Kari cried brokenheartedly against her husband's chest.
"I know you did sweetheart. But remember," her stepped back and cupped her chin, tilting her face up to him. "They're together now, and they'll be till the end of time as they've always wanted it to be." He dropped a gentle kiss on her swollen lips and tear-stained cheeks.
They turned and looked at the white gravestone, so new it looked out of place. The words were freshly engraved, the script as delicate and elegant as a dove's wing.
Love is as precious as unspoken words
Life is as valuable as sunlight
Death is not the end
But the beginning to all dreams
Here lays Li Syaoran, dearly beloved husband,
grandfather and great-grandfather.
May you find peace and happiness at last.
Beside the gleaming marble lay another gravestone, an angel perched on the corner.
"You're with grandma now, grandpa. Here and in heaven." As the soft words floated on the gentle breeze, a ray of light broke through the dense clouds and illuminated the two gravestones.
"I hope you're at peace now Syaoran. We'll always miss you…but we know now that you've found true happiness up there with Sakura." Kouji wrapped his arm around Kari's small waist and as they stepped away from the graveyard they felt something deep inside, like light touching their souls.
"Sakura?" an ageless Syaoran felt the tears shimmer in his eyes as he laid eyes on the face he had thought he would never see again.
Sakura. She was so beautiful, all light, laughter and love. Her small figure was cloaked in white, a soft light emitting from her.
"Oh, Syaoran. You silly man. You had years left on earth. Why'd you give them up?" Sakura asked as she walked into her beloved's arms. Tears also snaking down her glowing cheeks.
"Life isn't life without you. I told you that all those years ago on our wedding and I still mean them. I love you Sakura."
Sakura sobbed in happiness. "I love you Syaoran."
Yeah, yeah, Lord, I know when
I lay me down to sleep
You'll always listen as I pray
And I know you're shining
Down on me from heaven,
Like so many friends
We've lost along the way, and
I know eventually we'll be together
Together, together
One sweet day, one sweet day
One sweet day, one sweet day
And I know you're shining
Down on me from heaven,
Like so many friends
We've lost along the way, and
I, I know, I know eventually we'll be together
One sweet day, ohh sorry, I never told you
All I wanted to say. . .
Fin