I'm so so sorry! This chapter took forever to get out. Well, without further ado..

Disclaimer: I don't own Cardcaptor Sakura. CLAMP does. And that's very fortunate for everyone, because if I did own it, people would have to wait forever for the next episodes, since I take a long time to get the next installments up. But I do own my original characters. Okay?

For the One You Love

Chapter Six: The Perfect Meeting

By Kirei Blossom.

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Stifling a yawn, Sakura poured herself some coffee and settled on the couch, staring out the large glass window of her third-floor apartment, listening to a song on the radio playing in the background, and just wondering. What was she going to do that day?

Taking a sip of coffee, Sakura wondered. Really, maybe she needed to find herself a better job, one that wasn't all too much like the routine schedule of school with breaks of two-three months in between. Keeping herself busy had become something of a habit of hers now, and she couldn't stand the thought of not having anything to do. But still, she had always wanted to be an elementary school teacher, and it wasn't like there weren't activities to be planned out during the summer.

Sakura sighed. Who knew, maybe she'd force Tomoyo to go somewhere with her, or maybe call Chiharu and they could go shopping together; it had been a while since Sakura had seen her. It seemed that Chiharu's two-year old son took up most of her time. Sakura smoothed her hair. It was a wild thought, but if she wouldn't find anything to do around Tokyo (and that in itself, was a wild thought), then she'd go and visit her home back in Tomoeda.

It was at that moment that Sakura heard a slight sound from the guest bedroom, and it was then that Sakura remembered. Of course! Tomoyo had asked her to baby-sit someone. Grrrr, that Tomoyo, it was never certain what she was up to. Well, forget all thoughts about thinking of doing something. She had her hands full right now.

Heading down the hallway, Sakura knocked. "Hina-chan, are you awake yet?" When there was no answer, Sakura turned the doorknob and entered. Hina was still fast asleep, sprawled on the bed with the covers kicked off of her. Giggling slightly, Sakura drew back the curtains at the window and approached the bed. She pulled the covers back from off the floor. "Hina-chan, come on, it's time to wake up." Slightly, she shook the little girl, but she still kept on sleeping.

"It's a bright new morning, get up, Hina-chan." There was a small, sky-blue colored teddy bear next to her on the pillow. Picking it up, Sakura placed it on the bedside cabinet. "Wake up, Hi—" Sakura's voice died in her throat as her eyes fell on a silver picture frame on the cabinet next to the lamp. The smiling picture inserted in it was...

With trembling hands, Sakura lifted the portrait, staring at it for the longest time.

"Suzuno."

At once, her mind seemed to reel on overdrive. And then, feeling her blood run chill and a nasty twisted sensation in her stomach, Sakura recalled a small child's voice from last night. Mother died soon after I was born, so I don't remember her at all. The feeling in her stomach grew more painful. It was as if memories pushed deep into her heart, from days gone by were flashing in her mind.

"Sa-ku-ra-chan!" a friendly, cheerful voice called.

"Hey, Sakura-chan, how about we skip this class, come on, be a little daring, let's go to the city and have fun!"

"It's all right, Sakura-chan. I feel like that too, sometimes, when I feel helpless and things don't go the way I want them to. But your heart will feel a lot lighter after you cry."

No.. her heart pounding madly against her chest, Sakura slowly shook her head, disbelieving. Suzuno.. dead. No, it couldn't be. It just couldn't be. Not Suzuno. Feeling her own ragged breathing inside her, something else seemed to slowly, gradually, click in her mind and she gasped. Her heart was suddenly beating fit to burst. Pressing a violently shaking hand to her mouth, Sakura's emerald green eyes widened. With her eyes on Hina, who was still sleeping, Sakura whispered in a voice that felt most unlike her own, "You're S-Syaoran's daughter."

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"What?! Really?" Tomoyo feigned surprise as she talked over the phone to Sakura. "You mean Hina is really Syaoran-kun's daughter? Wow, now that you mention it, they do kinda look alike don't they? Hey, and after all, I didn't notice that Hina's full name was Li Hinata."

"Tomoyo, you don't understand!" Sakura fumed. Tomoyo seemed almost ecstatic, quite the opposite of what Sakura was feeling at the moment. "I can't do this. You have to pick up Hina-chan from here, right now."

"But why?" Tomoyo's voice was very puzzled.

"Because," Sakura spoke quite clearly and deliberately. "Hina says that Syaoran is coming here. HERE! To pick her up, at the Keishuku park. And I don't want to be there when that happens."

"Sakura, why not?"

Sakura was quiet for a while, fiddling with a trimming on her skirt. "I just don't. I mean, what ever will I say to him?"

"Well, I'm sure you'll think of something. But you can't pretend you don't want to see him again."

"I really don't. I don't want to see Syaoran again. How many times have I told you, Tomoyo? You know I've—"

"Oh, don't start with that rubbish again," Tomoyo interjected. "Listen, just forget about all that. Okay? He was your best friend for thirteen years. Just remember that. Anyway, I can't possibly come out of office today, so I guess you'll be on your own." Sakura sighed. Why did Tomoyo sound happy again? "Maybe I'll try and get out for a bit, but I can't say anything right now. Well, bye!"

"Oh great," Sakura mumbled, putting down the receiver. What a mess she was in.

Hina entered the room. "What's wrong? You don't look too happy."

"It's nothing." Sakura had not said anything to Hina about the subject she was so worrying about. Wait a moment, she wasn't worrying about anything! Nope, nothing at all. Why should she? The new Kinomoto Sakura never worried no matter what.. she could handle anything.

Tugging at her sleeve, Hina exclaimed, "Sakura-san, come on hurry up. We have to get there."

"Hoeeee.."

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Stepping out of the airport, Syaoran looked around. This place never changed no matter what. It was the same as ever. Taking a deep breath, he felt nostalgia envelope him. There were so many memories connected to this air, this scent, all these noises around him. Pushing them back down, Syaoran briskly crossed the street.

Entering a cab, he stated firmly, "Keishuku Elementary School."

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"Wow, it seems like all the city's kids have come here," Hina gasped. Yesterday, she had seen this very same place empty when she'd been to the bazaar. Maybe it was because everyone was at school at the time. But now, it was crawling with activity. "Hm, you know, Sakura-san, I'm a little scared. What if Papa's really angry at me? Do you think I might get scolded or will have to listen to a lecture?"

"Eh?" Sakura shook her head, a little dazed. She wasn't paying much attention to anything around her.

A gust of wind blew the summer leaves around. "Ne, Hina-chan, your Papa, what kind of a person is he?" she asked softly.

"Oh! Papa's really really great!" Hina replied. "He's nice and knows how to cook and clean and knows everything about everything. I love him soooo much. And you know what? Papa knows how to pinky swear too, so that's ever more cooler. Hehe. I wonder where he learned it." Sakura allowed Hina to ramble on and on. She only snapped out of her thoughts when Hina said something about playing on the slide and ran off.

Slipping down the slide, Hina reached the bottom and then straightened up. She was about to go back up the steps again when a hand clapped onto her shoulder. "Hello Hinata," a voice spoke.

"Oops, full name," Hina muttered, sweatdropping heavily. Sheepishly, she turned around trying to make her face as angelic and innocent as possible. "Papa! How good to see you again!" She hugged his legs. Then looking up, she commented, "Wow you look so very angry. Um, eh heh heh." Indeed, he looked angrier than she had ever seen him; his face was like a thundercloud.

Crossing his arms in front of him, Syaoran looked sternly down at her. "I hope you know you've landed yourself in big trouble, Hina. So, you can begin explaining yourself."

"U-um. Well, I wanted to see Japan." A bead of sweat rolled down her face.

"That's not a reason for doing what you did though. Do you know how worried I've been? The entire Hong Kong police force was looking for you and you're here, enjoying yourself? In any case, you've seen Japan now, so come on, you're going home this instant." Hina looked up horrified. "Now, the same way you got here will be the same way you go back. I trust you know how to take the next plane out of here back home. Go on, move."

"Eep, b-b-b-but Papa!" Hina's face crumpled. No, she'd thought that it would work out this way, but.. she felt tears coming in her eyes. "Papa, no, please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to get worried. Really, I-I just had to.. um.. you see.. it's ah.." Hina trailed off, not knowing what to say.

Syaoran sighed heavily. "You don't know, Hina, but you could've been hurt. You could've been killed. Anything could've happened to you."

"But it didn't. See, I'm perfectly fine. I don't have a single scratch on me." She turned around in a circle to prove her point. "See? So d'you think I could stay on with you, please?"

Syaoran stared at her, hard.

"Pleeeeeease?" Hina clasped her hands.

"Well.. All right, but you'll be getting a punishment, remember that."

Hina smiled. That was fine by her. Now.. onto business. "Thanks Papa. Hey guess what?" She tugged at his sleeve. "You have to meet the person I've been staying with."

"Of course," Syaoran allowed himself to be led, "I need to thank her."

Meanwhile, off to the side, Sakura had been watching Syaoran closely ever since he had entered the park. It had taken her a couple of seconds to recognize him. But when she did, she had experienced a jolt hit her inside. She felt strange knowing that she had forgotten exactly how tall he was, or the way his hair fell over his face like that. Stupid, she chided herself. Stop thinking such things! It had been bad enough once. She wasn't going to ever fall in that same trap again. But still, Syaoran had seemed to change slightly. He no longer had that boyish charm which he used to have, which was instead replaced by a steady manliness that cloaked his broad shoulders. Sakura bit her lip. Her green eyes were dull and listless as she observed all this, and quickly she forgot that she had ever thought such thoughts. Moving her eyes instead to the ground, she also seemed to have forgotten that she had planned to slip away quietly soon as Hina had been reunited with her father.

"Here, over here," Hina was saying. "Papa, this is the person who took very good care of me."

A tall figure stopped in front of her, and greeted her, "Hello, I'm Li Syao—"

Sakura lifted her eyes from the ground and locked eyes with him.

For a moment, there was a silence in which Hina looked upwards expectantly from one to the other. The wind picked up, blowing Hina's hair into her face. Then..

"..Sakura."

Sakura nervously pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "Um.. h-hi, Syaoran."

"Oh well, guess you two already know each other, hehe," Hina shrugged, lifting up her arms. "So there's no need for me to introduce you two. Ooh, look, swings!" She scampered away towards the swing set.

"Wow, you have such an adorable little daughter Syaoran!" Sakura clapped her hands together and hurried on to make conversation, trying to break the stiff, pressing silence that had pervaded. "I couldn't believe Hina-chan was your daughter at first, hehe, she's sort of so different from you, but a little bit the same too, in a way, now that I think about it. But what have you been doing? How come she ran away from you? Really, Syaoran, you should've been more careful, having such a thing to happen." Sakura blinked, and stopped to catch her breath. Syaoran didn't say anything. He was still staring silently straight at her. Scuffling her shoe in the grass, Sakura continued, "Um.. well, h-how have you been?"

He shrugged. "Fine, I guess. What about you?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I've been okay too." Sakura bit her lip, and lowered her gaze. "Syaoran, I heard about Suzuno-chan. I'm sorry. I didn't know.."

Syaoran made an indistinct mocking noise which made her look up. His face was averted from hers, so that she had a clear view of his profile, but she still caught a strange flicker in his deep amber eyes. "No of course not, Sakura," he said, finally looking at her. Sakura withdrew a step at his hardened expression. "How could you have known? You made up your mind to stop keeping in touch with me. To play this little disappearing act, deliberately avoiding me. Hiding from me. Can I know why?" The disgust was clearly evident in his tone.

"I already told you before leaving, Syaoran," Sakura struggled to keep an even voice. "My father wasn't well so—"

"So you forgot all your previous contacts and links?" Syaoran's eyes were enraged as he glared her down. "I'm surprised you haven't even thought up a better cover up story during this time. Or should I say, a better lie?"

"I'm not—"

"Right," his voice cut through her like ice. "So you can't tell me the truth, it's all right. Frankly, it's not like I care anyway. I was just wondering what excuse you would come up with for something so inexcusable. But now I do feel ashamed to know that I called such a selfish person my friend, who only thinks for herself. How easy it is for you to say that you hadn't known. Did you ever try to know where I was, or what I was doing?" He shook his head bitterly at her. "You're the most selfish person I've ever met, Sakura. Do you know what hell I've been through? The one time I really needed a friend the most in my life, you weren't there."

Lost for words, all Sakura could do was remain silent.

Syaoran cleared his throat. "But of course, I'm sure you don't have anything left to say to me, since you've already broken all ties between us. And you can rest assured, I'm not going to try and stop that. I realize my life is better off without people like you, who can shun others so quickly and effortlessly. Anyway, it wasn't my intention or my wish to meet with you while I was in Japan, just plain coincidence. I'll—"

"Why if it isn't Syaoran-kun!" A bright voice interrupted.

Sakura looked upwards and dazed, wondered what Tomoyo was doing there.

"Hello, Tomoyo," Syaoran nodded, the stormclouds on his features clearing a little. "It's been a while."

"Yes," Tomoyo beamed. "With you so far in Hong Kong, things haven't been interesting at all."

Syaoran blinked, bemused.

"Ara, what happened to you, Sakura-chan?" Tomoyo questioned. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

At that, Sakura gave a start and shook her head.

"Tomoyo-san!" Hina ran up to her. "Wow, you know my Papa, too? Hehe, Papa, you're popular!" She tugged at his sleeve. "Come push me on the swings. Then we can play on the slides, and the see-saws. Never forget the see-saws, they're the best."

Tomoyo entered the conversation with full zest. "Actually, I think the roundabout is the best thing, right Hina-chan? But swings are pretty unique too. Here, I'll push you, okay?"

"Will you? That would be great." Hina's eyes sparkled with stars. They both made to head towards the swings.

"Hey, stop. This is no time to be playing," Syaoran called, finally snapping back to life. The zest vanished from Tomoyo's face. Hina's eyes stopped sparkling. Syaoran continued, "Hina, no playing for you until you receive your proper punishment. Come on, the cab's waiting. It was nice seeing you again, Tomoyo." Syaoran started walking away, when he stopped. Without turning around, he spoke, "Everything else aside, Sakura, I still do appreciate that you looked after Hina. Thank you. Though I'm sure it must have been highly inconvenient for you."

Sakura stared at his back, her face expressionless.

Beckoning to Hina, Syaoran started leading her out of the park. "What do you mean by 'proper punishment,' Papa?" Hina asked hesitantly.

"You won't be seeing anything in Japan. Only the hotel room."

Hina stopped in her tracks, horrified. "What?? But, that's so unfair!"

"Exactly."

"But, but, Papa, no! That's the main reason I came here. To see Japan. And now.." Hina looked sadly back at Tomoyo.

"That is a little bit too harsh for such a small child, Syaoran-kun," Tomoyo agreed.

Shaking his head, Syaoran explained, "No, I told Hina before that I'm not going to have time to show her around Japan, and that's why I wasn't bringing her. It's her own fault. I really don't have time to show her around. Like tomorrow, I'll be busy from 9am and probably won't be free till around 4pm. I'm not here to play around, Hina."

"Oh, that won't be a problem!" Tomoyo's face brightened. "I'm sure we can find someone, somewhere who'll be able to show Hina-chan around Tokyo. And who would be better than someone who's lived in Tokyo for a long time? Right, Sakura-chan?"

"What?" Sakura blinked blankly.

"Imagine a poor, cute little girl spending time all alone by herself, when there's so much to see and so much to do, right?"

"Yeah! That's a great idea!" Hina clapped her hands, cottoning on. "Sakura-san can show me around Tokyo, right, Papa?"

"I don't think that's a good idea." Syaoran refused, with an angry half-glance at Sakura.

"Oh, but Sakura would love to!" Tomoyo stated, patting Sakura on the back. "Right?"

"No!" Sakura interjected, waving her arms in front of her. "I.. I mean, I'm busy."

"But you're on vacation!" Tomoyo reasoned.

Quickly thinking up an excuse, Sakura blurted the first thing that came to mind. "I'm going to Tomoeda."

Tilting her head to the side, Tomoyo wondered, "But there's no one at your home in Tomoeda either, is there? Your father's in Kyoto, and Touya-san's in Osaka, isn't he?"

"So?" Sakura "I can visit my old home, can't I?"

"And just stare at the walls?" Tomoyo sighed. "Isn't it the perfect solution, that two people. Bored and with nowhere to go, they can have fun together in Tokyo. What do you think, Syaoran-kun? Sakura would be glad to help."

"Tomoyo..." Sakura muttered a warning. She cautiously glanced at Syaoran, met his eyes, and quickly looked away. What mess was Tomoyo trying to pull her in. Secretly, she prayed that Syaoran would refuse and leave her be.

"Please, Papa," Hina pleaded. When neither Sakura nor Syaoran were looking at her, she quickly winked at Tomoyo, smothering a giggle.

"Well.." Syaoran started.

"'Well' means yes! Yay!" Hina cheered.

"I didn't say that." Syaoran commented. "I just don't think that—"

There was a loud honking noise of a car horn.

"It's the cab," Syaoran stated. "Fine, fine! You guys do whatever you want. Come, Hina."

"Okay, bye bye Tomoyo-san, Sakura-san!" Hina waved cheerfully. "See you in the morning."

"Bye Hina-chan, I'll pick you up at the hotel and drop you off at Sakura's place," Tomoyo called out, waving.

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"Look at all the lights down there." Hina peered out of the glass windows on the 14th floor of the Keio Plaza Inter-Continental Tokyo hotel. "Japan's great, isn't it, Papa?"

"Aa," Syaoran said, distracted, working on his notebook computer, putting finishing touches to a presentation.

Moving away from the window, Hina climbed onto the arm of the couch where Syaoran was seated. She silently looked at Syaoran for awhile. "Why were you so angry?"

He continued typing. "Hm? Angry?"

"At Sakura-san."

Syaoran's fingers momentarily froze. Then continuing again, he replied, "It's getting late, Hina. Go to sleep now."

Undeterred, Hina ploughed on. "Oh, but you knew her, didn't you, Papa? Sakura-san. When you saw her, you knew her name. How did you know her?"

"Don't ask too many questions, Hina."

"Did you know her from when you were in Japan before?" Hina continued bravely, knowing full well that if she got her father angry again, she'd have to face the consequences. "But then why be angry at someone you knew? Sakura-san seemed very nice to me. And she took really good care of me too. See? Is that why you were angry at her? And, and.." Hina bit her tongue, stopping short. Syaoran had stopped working and was staring straight in front of him, his jaw set.

"I'm warning you, Hina. I won't tell you to go to bed a second time."

"Oh, but Papa! I'm not done saying this thing yet," Hina protested and jumped off the couch. "Why were you so angry at Sakura-san? And I still don't know how you know her. And—"

"Hina."

"All right," Hina hung her head, sadly. Syaoran's voice had been final, and she knew what it meant to cross that line. Casting one look back at him, she slowly made her way to the bathroom, taking her pajamas with her to change.

When the door was closed, Syaoran stood up. Making his way towards the window, breathing heavily, he let the chill air blow on his face, watching the traffic buzzing around beneath. It was no use. Then, as if something snapped inside him, he growled and slammed his fist into the wall, leaving a dent in the stone surface.

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Sakura tossed and turned under the covers restlessly. Her eyes were heavy with weariness, and yet, no matter how much she shifted, she couldn't fall asleep. Sighing, she buried her face in the pillow, closing her eyes.

Immediately, she saw the image of bright amber eyes, glaring hatefully at her. A face full of disgust. And she heard again and again, the same heated voice lashing out at her.

Gasping for breath, Sakura clutched at her heart. Those eyes.. those eyes that had haunted her dreams for years. Once, long ago, there used to be a time when those same eyes would look at her ever so gently. But not anymore. Things had changed between them. And the thing that she had cherished the most: her friendship with Syaoran, had been shattered.

"But now I do feel ashamed to know that I called such a selfish person my friend, who only thinks for herself."

The room didn't feel warm enough anymore. It was like an icy wind had permeated it through the window. And even though it was summer, Sakura felt chill.

"You're the most selfish person I've ever met, Sakura. Do you know what hell I've been through? The one time I really needed a friend the most in my life, you weren't there."

With a shaky sigh, Sakura rolled over onto her back, staring at the night sky visible from her window. If someone had said these words to her long ago, Syaoran would've defended her. But not anymore.

He was right though, a small voice said in her mind. She really was selfish. She had run away, only because she couldn't take a little pain. Her pain was simply that of her loved one rejecting her. But Syaoran's loved one had died. What he had gone through, she couldn't even begin to imagine. And with him so far away in Hong Kong, while all his friends were in Japan...

"I realize my life is better off without people like you, who can shun others so quickly and effortlessly."

Unconsciously, Sakura's trembling hands clutched the covers tightly. Yes, she had been the one who had only thought for herself. He had been there for her, always, through everything. But she hadn't.

Sighing, Sakura blinked. What had she been expecting anyway? That he would say he missed her? That he would have greeted her in the same way he used to? No. It was better this way. It was better that he was angry. Because things really had changed between them. Their relationship would never be the same again. And she had no inclination for it to be so, anyway.

After all, hadn't she vowed not to fall in the same trap again?

Never ever again.

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"Ohh, where is it? Where did I put it?" Tomoyo rummaged frantically through her room, searching for something. It would come in handy now. She hadn't had any use for it for years. But now.. ohohohoho!

Pulling out a box from under her bed, Tomoyo let out a sigh of relief. Finally. She took off the lid, revealing her video camera. Finally, life was going to get exciting again, and Tomoyo would be right there to videotape all the moments! Tomoyo let out a funny little sigh. Of course, things had started out a bit depressingly. But it didn't matter. She had full faith that things would work out again. Still, it would've been better if the meeting could have been a bit more perfect. Something like..

.---Tomoyo's fantasy land---.

A lush green garden, with the most beautiful and iridescent flowers in bloom. A graceful fountain in the middle. Birds flying through the sky. Dewdrops shining on every leaf and petal. And then..

Sakura walks through the garden, looking heavenly in a long dress of pure white, which billows freely in the wind, just like her hair. As she approaches the fountain, a figure moves silently forward from the shadows. Syaoran, dressed in a crisp white shirt and white pants, pauses as he sees Sakura. Sakura also looks at him as if she can't believe her eyes.

"Sakura," he murmurs, his voice barely heard above the soft splash of the water falling from the fountain.

"Oh, Syaoran. Is that really you?"

"Yes, my darling." Syaoran comes closer. "I have missed you so. My heart feels like its only just begun beating."

"Syaoran.. oh, how my love burns for thee!" Sakura runs forward, full speed, holding the skirt of her dress up with her hands. Syaoran also rushes towards her. They meet in the middle, and embrace each other.

They kiss.

"I've waited for this moment forever." Syaoran caresses Sakura's face lovingly, gazing at her with gentle eyes. He gives a small heart-warming smile. Sakura clutches the hand on her face, tears shining in her eyes.

"I love you so much, Sakura," Syaoran confesses.

"And I love you just as much, Syaoran."

Syaoran's eyes widen, and then relax. He seems at complete peace. "I promise you, my love. We shall never be parted again."

A dashing black horse, wild and untamed, appears in the garden. Sakura gasps as Syaoran tries to subdue it. Finally, having it under control, Syaoran climbs onto the stallion's back, and holds out a hand to Sakura, his smile never wavering. "Come my dear, let's go to a place where only happiness and joy await us." Blushing, Sakura lays her hand in his, and he pulls her up in front of him.

Then they ride off into the sunset.

"Hey, wait! You forgot me!!!!" Hina cried and waved, trying to run after the horse. She started to cough in the dust kicked up by the stallion's hooves.

.---End Tomoyo's fantasy land---.

Dot-eyed, Tomoyo waved a hand in front of her face, trying to clear the image. That last part had ruined the entire mood. Things wouldn't work out like that. Of course, poor Hina-chan couldn't be left behind.

Suddenly getting another inspiration, Tomoyo clasped her hands joyfully, and sparkles floated all around her, as she lost herself in another possibility..

.---Tomoyo's fantasy land---.

A lush green garden, with the most beautiful and iridescent flowers in bloom. A graceful fountain in the middle. Birds flying through the sky. Dewdrops shining on every leaf and petal. And then..

Sakura walks onto the scene, just as Syaoran emerges from behind the fountain. They stare at each other.

"Sakura."

"Oh Syaoran. Is that really you?"

"Yes, my darling. I have missed you so. My heart feels like its only just begun beating."

"Syaoran.. oh, how my love burns for thee!"

They rush towards each other and embrace.

They kiss. Rainbow colored bubbles float all around.

Just then, the most splendid two-horse carriage appears in the garden. Syaoran gets up in front, his smile never wavering and offers Sakura his hand. She accepts and gracefully, seats herself beside Syaoran. He looks at her lovingly, and then takes the reins in his hands.

They ride off into the sunset.

In the backseat of the carriage, Hina, dressed in a heavenly dress of pure white, with a wreath of white flowers in her hair, smiles contentedly with her eyes closed and leans back in her seat. As the carriage travels to a land where nothing but happiness and joy await them, a golden halo shines above her head.

.---End Tomoyo's fantasy land---.

Of course, Hina-chan was completely innocent. Tomoyo stared straight ahead happily, not aware of her surroundings.

"Miss, dinner is ready," one maid said. "Strange," She whispered to her companion. "Daidouji-san's been staring off into space like that for the past ten minutes. I wonder what's wrong."

"We should be glad," the second maid answered. "She hasn't been this way for years. Things are finally moving along nicely, it seems then."

The first maid nodded. "Or if not in reality, then in her mind they certainly are."

The two maids looked at each other and smiled. They could've sworn a sound had escaped Tomoyo. It sounded strangely like, "Hanyaan."

#--#--To Be Continued--#--#

[A/N]: Finally! Chapter six is finally up! I know, it took the longest longest time ever for me to write this, and its still a short chapter. Sigh.. Sorry.

So, Syaoran and Sakura's meeting didn't go too well. You all saw that coming, right? Poor Sakura-chan. Sniff sniff. Baka baka Syaoran. I hate him, meanie.

I'm really angry as I didn't know we couldn't use special characters in our fics anymore. My scene changes and spacing are really messed up now. What are they thinking? We can't use smileys or anything anymore. This site is dying. It's a real pity.

I did a major re-edit in Chapter 5. Remember there was a character called Kiritani Hirish? I changed his name to Kiritani Kisou. I have my reasons, the major one being that I didn't like the first name at all. Actually, I think this entire story from here on is pathetic. Before this chapter, I love it, but now.. eh.

Oh, and I have another fic idea! I'm so happy, I'm still in plotting and brainstorming mode, but maybe I'll write that fic out too one day. Keep an eye out for it!

Pleeeease review. Please, pretty please. I know I don't deserve any, since it took me forever to type this up, but still, I'll know that people are still here, reading this after so long. You're all so patient, thank you. Thanks to everyone who reviewed or sent feedback.

Well, I think that's all. If you want to be notified of when I update, leave your email out. Actually, author alert works again, so maybe I should just stop sending update-emails. Let me know what I should do, okay?

Ja ne!

Kirei Blossom.