Name: Yukimi the Ice Goddess.
Title: Heartbreak part 2.
Konnichiwa! Thanks to everybody who reviewed the first part. Now on to part 2!
When the girl woke up, she was in a state of confusion. She had no idea where she was or what had happened. All she knew is that she was not in her house.
Just then, an elderly man walked into the room carrying a mug full of some hot liquid. He had a very comforting smile.
"Oh ho, so you're awake, eh?" he said.He put down his tray beside the girl. "Are you feeling better, dearie?"
The girl sniffed the contents of the cup. The aroma smelled of sweet stuff. She needed that. "What's in the cup, sir?"
"Warm milk with honey. Have some," the man replied.
The girl needed no second urging. She quickly took the cup and drained its contents. "Thank you," she said. "My mother..." she stopped. "My mother used to make this."
"Where am I?"she said, changing the subject.
"You are in my cottage," the old man said. "You were being attacked by a rather large wolf. It's a good thing that I came, or you might have died."
The girl gasped. She remembered now. She had run away from her house to find food when her family didn't return.
"What's your name?" the old man asked.
The girl looked up. "Sakura. Kinomoto Sakura."
"Sakura...it's a nice name," the old man said, smiling.
"Ji-san! Are you there? I have wood for the fire!" a voice called out.
"Come in, grandson. Our young charge just woke up."
Sakura curiously looked up to see who was coming. The voice belonged to a young boy. He had messy brown hair and serious brown eyes. In his hands he carried three large logs.
"What strength!" Sakura thought. "He must be strong if he could carry those without breaking a sweat!"
"May I introduce you to my grandson, Syaoran?" The old man said, waving to the boy. "He lives in Hong Kong, but he's staying here for awhile." The boy bowed. "Syaoran, this girl's name is Sakura."
The boy knelt down beside Sakura's bedding. "Are you feeling better?"
Sakura nodded. "Yes, thank you."
"Why were you out in the forest so late at night, Sakura?" The old man asked.
"My family left me home alone. I was going out to get food."
"Surely there was food in the house?" The old man questioned.
"There was, but..." Sakura's throat caught. She clenched her hands. "My family has been gone for awhile...it's been three weeks now."
The man's eyes were sympathetic. "So you went to see if there were any other houses?"
Sakura nodded. "Yes, that's right."
"Oh, that's right!" The old man dug something out of his pocket. "This was in your hand when I found you."
It was the rock that her brother had given her.
"That's...very special to me, sir..." Tears made their way down Sakura's face.
Flashback
"Hey, kaijuu, are you going to be all right alone?"
It was the day before her family had left. Sakura was sitting on her bed, swinging her legs back and forth. "I'll be fine, Onii-chan. I'm not a child."
Her brother smiled. "That's what I thought, but father's still worried. He thinks something might happen to you the week we are gone."
Sakura sniffed. "That's silly. What could happen?"
Touya Kinomoto dug his hand into his jacket pocket. When the hand emerged, a rose colored stone was in it.
"I found this while I was walking in the woods. I want you to have it."
Sakura took the stone. "Why, Onii-chan?"
Touya frowned. "Well, I don't like pink, and I know you like collecting rocks, so..."
Sakura smiled. "Thank you, big brother."
End of flashback
"If it's special to you, you should have it. Here," the old man said, breaking Sakura's thoughts.
"Thank you..." Sakura was crying now. Her hand wavered as she accepted the stone.
"Ji-san, maybe we should leave her for awhile," Syaoran suggested.
"Yes, that's a good idea, Syaoran. Come, we'll prepare dinner." Before they left the room, Syaoran stuck his head through the door.
"Hey, um..." he paused, embarrassed. "If you want to join us for dinner..." he stopped again. "I mean, we could just bring it to you here."
Sakura smiled through her tears. The boy was trying to cheer her up. "A—alright. Thank you, Syaoran-kun."
After that, Syaoran blushed and quickly left to help his grandfather.
"So, that Sakura is pretty cute, eh?"Syaoran nearly sliced his finger of with the knife he was using to chop carrots. "Why? She's just a girl..."
The old man grunted and ground his elbow into his grandson's hair. "Don't play dumb, boy! You know you have to be thinking about marriage soon."
Syaoran shoved his grandfather's elbow off. "Why are you getting on my back? I'm only fourteen!"
"All the more reason you should find a good wife now! The good ones will be gone by the time you grow up," the man retorted.
"Well, it's not going to be her! She was attacked by a wolf, that's bad luck!"
"That's not true, just tales around the fire. It's not like it was a werewolf! I'd know one if I saw one."
"It was dark! Who knows if what you saw was a true wolf?"
The man glared at Syaoran. "Now listen boy, stop defending yourself with stupid remarks! You are just making things up as you go along. That girl seems very nice, charming, and just the type to be able to put a leash on that attitude of yours! And she's cute to boot!"
Syaoran blushed. "I don't have 'attitude'!"
"Of course you do. It's one of your charms!"
After that, they went back to chopping up ingredients.
Cute, Syaoran thought. Cute isn't the word I'd use...
More like beautiful...
Done! does a little dance
By the way, Ji-san means grandfather in Japanese.
That's all for part two. Please review! I enjoy your reviews!