#sob#... Oh the pain of it all....I'm so sorry to disappoint you all but I'll be writing a little more now that school's almost here. It was great reading all ur reviews! Thanx!
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Eriol looked sadly at his best friend as he began packing all his stuff. It was a late November evening, and the air grew stiff and cold.
"So when are you leaving?" Eriol asked as he watched Syaoran packed his picture frames of his past in his big black luggage.
Syaoran sighed, and shrugged. "Saturday morning I guess..."
"What!" Eriol shouted, startling Syaoran and dropping a picture frame.
The glass shattered, and Eriol turned bright red. "Sorry."
Syaoran didn't hear him, but instead looked at the picture. It was all of his friends here in Tokyo when they were hanging out late Friday night. Syaoran sadly smiled. He lived here for like eight months, but why did he feel as if he's known them forever?
"Whatchoo lookin' at?" Eriol asked.
Syaoran didn't respond, but just picked up the picture and fold it four times. He was thinking for a minute. Then, he looked at Eriol, "So I guess you're staying here, huh?"
"Do you want me to come with you?" Eriol asked.
Syaoran grinned and just waved his hand lazily. "Nah, it's for you to decide man."
"Syaoran, you're leaving for three days. Shouldn't you tell anyone?" Eriol asked again.
"No, No one has to know, until Friday night," Syaoran muttered.
"What? But someone has to know! Syaoran, you can't do this to people who cared for you! You can't-"
Syaoran raised his hand to silence him. "Look, I know what I'm doing! I really thought at first that I would fit here. To feel comfortable," He shooked his head. "...But all I felt was pain...."
Eriol shooked his head. "No you didn't! You felt pain the minute Sakura and you decided never to be friends!"
Syaoran looked at his friend and snapped, "How do you know the pain that's eating me alive, huh? You never knew, because you never had someone you cared most about being forgotten from your life! Being shoved against the depths of your heart. Forgotten forever."
"Syaoran... I thought you loved Mei Lin! You promised her that if she would be free from her father's grasp, you would find her, and promise to be with ech other forever," Eriol argued.
"I thought I did. But the minute I saw Sakura, there were butterflies fluttering inside my tummy. I never felt anything like this before. Not even Mei Lin. It was odd. It was the wierdest thing I've ever felt. Everytime I see her, I just wanna impress her..."
"WOAH! No way man... no way are you-? are you?" Eriol asked standing up.
Syoaran shrugged. "I don't know. I guess I'll never find out anyways."
"You have to Syaoran! Or else, you'll be wondering what that feeling is for the rest of your life!" Eriol declared.
Syoran shooked his head. "Somebody broke my heart once. No one's gonna break it again."
Eriol openned his mouth but no words came out of his lips, so he shut it close, looking dumbfounded.
"Oh, can you get me that red bag downstairs? The one at the closet?" Syaoran asked, starting to busy himself in packing. Eriol sighed, and did what he was told.
"Your heart wasn't broken by anyone Syaoran. You just broke it yourself," Eriol muttered against his breath as he walked down the stairs. "...you just broke it yourself by not following what its saying."
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Sakura zipped up her jacket as the wind got more colder. She shuddered at what it would be like this winter. Another puff of smoke came out of her mouth as she gave another shuddering breath.
"What I like about winter is Christmas," Sakura muttered, turning to a corner. She suddenly stopped and looked at the big house on her right side. It was Syaoran's house. She have never seen the inside of it. But Syaoran had invited everyone to come over this Friday to tell something important. But Sakura still wasn't sure. She had morning and afternoon jobs, and with all the presents she's gonna give this Christmas, she might as well take the opportunity on working the whole day.
She felt a jolt of hope as she saw a shadow passing through one of the windows. Half of her hoped that it was Syaoran, but the other half was urging her to move away.
Finally, she made a decision.
She sighed, and murmured, "Bye Syao-Syaoa."
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Syaoran turned to his window and saw Sakura walking away from his house. He felt a jolt of excitement and almost openned the door when he remembered that she's not he's friend.
He shooked his head, and continued packing. "Good bye my little cherry blossom."
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"What do you mean you're not going?" Tomoyo asked.
Friday night had flown so fast, the next thing you knew it would be Christmas.
Tomoyo was on the phone with Sakura, preparing to go to Syaoran's house.
#Yeah, I can't go. I have a job to do. Sorry. Just tell me what Syaoran wants to tell all of you guys, k?# Sakura said on the other line.
Tomoyo grumbled. "Fun sucker."
Sakura laughed. #I'll talk to you later. Break's done. Later, k?#
"Yeah fine," Tomoyo muttered. She smiled. "KISS KISS!"
#KAWAII Tomoyo-chan!#
They hang up at the same time.
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Everyone was having the time of their lives. There was music, drinks, chips, and games.
Syaoran went to the kitchen, and saw Chiharu and Yamzaki making out (o.O WHAAAA-?).
Syaoran groaned and waved his hand to shoo them away. "Get a room will ya?"
They both giggled and before Syaoran knows it, he was tackled on the ground, and was being tickled by the two of them.
"N-no! S-stop! LEGGO!" Syaoran screamed through fits of uncontrollable laughter.
Chiharu laghed, and fell back. "You are sooooo ticklish!"
Syaoran stuck his tounge out and stood up, helped by Yamazaki.
He took a glass of water and gulped it down so fast, he choked and began to cough.
"Yo, slow down man!" Yamazaki cried, as he slapped his back several times. "What's up with you?"
Naoko suddenly walked in. "Hey Syao-Syao! I thought you have something to say to us. What's up?"
They turned to the music off, and Syaoran was dragged towards the living room. Everyone's eyes were on him.
"Uhm... well..." Syaoran sputtered. "I only have bad news for you."
Everyone gave him worried looks, and some asked, "What's wrong?"
"You're not gonna like it, but brace yourselves." He gave a shuddering breath and said, "I'm going back to Hong Kong."
"YOU'RE WHAT?"
Syaoran's eardrums were almost blasted off. Everybody was talking at once.
"But Syaoran-"
"You can't leave!"
"You stayed here for just a couple of months!"
"What happened?"
"We're gonna miss you!"
"You can't leave!"
It was about five minutes for Syaoran and Eriol to shut them up.
"Look, I know it's too soon, but I've got a few unfinished business to do," Syaoran announced.
"But you'll come back right?" Naoko asked.
Syaoran sighed. "I...don't know..."
Tomoyo stood up, and was nose to nose with Syaoran. "You can't do that to her..." she whispered.
They all knew who she was talking about.
"She did it to me Tomoyo! I wanted to be her friend! Now, I can't stand it! I don't want her to not talk to me! I want to be close to her always!"
Tomoyo's eyes were breamed with tears. She gave Syaoran a big hug then let go. "If you could just stay for like a couple of m-"
Syaoran smiled, and brushed the tear away. "I'm sorry Tomoyo-chan. If she doesn't want me, then I'll just have to pretend that I don't want her too."
"Can you really do that?"
Syaoran hugged her, and kissed her head. "I have no choice. I'll have to try." He then turned to his other friends. "I don't want you to come at the airport. It's hard for me to even tell you I'm leaving. I don't know if I can even go inside that plane if you were there."
They all stood up and gave him a group hug.
"I'll miss you guys. I know I will."
"We will never forget you Syao-Syao."
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Eriol looked sadly at his best friend as he began packing all his stuff. It was a late November evening, and the air grew stiff and cold.
"So when are you leaving?" Eriol asked as he watched Syaoran packed his picture frames of his past in his big black luggage.
Syaoran sighed, and shrugged. "Saturday morning I guess..."
"What!" Eriol shouted, startling Syaoran and dropping a picture frame.
The glass shattered, and Eriol turned bright red. "Sorry."
Syaoran didn't hear him, but instead looked at the picture. It was all of his friends here in Tokyo when they were hanging out late Friday night. Syaoran sadly smiled. He lived here for like eight months, but why did he feel as if he's known them forever?
"Whatchoo lookin' at?" Eriol asked.
Syaoran didn't respond, but just picked up the picture and fold it four times. He was thinking for a minute. Then, he looked at Eriol, "So I guess you're staying here, huh?"
"Do you want me to come with you?" Eriol asked.
Syaoran grinned and just waved his hand lazily. "Nah, it's for you to decide man."
"Syaoran, you're leaving for three days. Shouldn't you tell anyone?" Eriol asked again.
"No, No one has to know, until Friday night," Syaoran muttered.
"What? But someone has to know! Syaoran, you can't do this to people who cared for you! You can't-"
Syaoran raised his hand to silence him. "Look, I know what I'm doing! I really thought at first that I would fit here. To feel comfortable," He shooked his head. "...But all I felt was pain...."
Eriol shooked his head. "No you didn't! You felt pain the minute Sakura and you decided never to be friends!"
Syaoran looked at his friend and snapped, "How do you know the pain that's eating me alive, huh? You never knew, because you never had someone you cared most about being forgotten from your life! Being shoved against the depths of your heart. Forgotten forever."
"Syaoran... I thought you loved Mei Lin! You promised her that if she would be free from her father's grasp, you would find her, and promise to be with ech other forever," Eriol argued.
"I thought I did. But the minute I saw Sakura, there were butterflies fluttering inside my tummy. I never felt anything like this before. Not even Mei Lin. It was odd. It was the wierdest thing I've ever felt. Everytime I see her, I just wanna impress her..."
"WOAH! No way man... no way are you-? are you?" Eriol asked standing up.
Syoaran shrugged. "I don't know. I guess I'll never find out anyways."
"You have to Syaoran! Or else, you'll be wondering what that feeling is for the rest of your life!" Eriol declared.
Syoran shooked his head. "Somebody broke my heart once. No one's gonna break it again."
Eriol openned his mouth but no words came out of his lips, so he shut it close, looking dumbfounded.
"Oh, can you get me that red bag downstairs? The one at the closet?" Syaoran asked, starting to busy himself in packing. Eriol sighed, and did what he was told.
"Your heart wasn't broken by anyone Syaoran. You just broke it yourself," Eriol muttered against his breath as he walked down the stairs. "...you just broke it yourself by not following what its saying."
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Sakura zipped up her jacket as the wind got more colder. She shuddered at what it would be like this winter. Another puff of smoke came out of her mouth as she gave another shuddering breath.
"What I like about winter is Christmas," Sakura muttered, turning to a corner. She suddenly stopped and looked at the big house on her right side. It was Syaoran's house. She have never seen the inside of it. But Syaoran had invited everyone to come over this Friday to tell something important. But Sakura still wasn't sure. She had morning and afternoon jobs, and with all the presents she's gonna give this Christmas, she might as well take the opportunity on working the whole day.
She felt a jolt of hope as she saw a shadow passing through one of the windows. Half of her hoped that it was Syaoran, but the other half was urging her to move away.
Finally, she made a decision.
She sighed, and murmured, "Bye Syao-Syaoa."
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Syaoran turned to his window and saw Sakura walking away from his house. He felt a jolt of excitement and almost openned the door when he remembered that she's not he's friend.
He shooked his head, and continued packing. "Good bye my little cherry blossom."
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"What do you mean you're not going?" Tomoyo asked.
Friday night had flown so fast, the next thing you knew it would be Christmas.
Tomoyo was on the phone with Sakura, preparing to go to Syaoran's house.
#Yeah, I can't go. I have a job to do. Sorry. Just tell me what Syaoran wants to tell all of you guys, k?# Sakura said on the other line.
Tomoyo grumbled. "Fun sucker."
Sakura laughed. #I'll talk to you later. Break's done. Later, k?#
"Yeah fine," Tomoyo muttered. She smiled. "KISS KISS!"
#KAWAII Tomoyo-chan!#
They hang up at the same time.
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Everyone was having the time of their lives. There was music, drinks, chips, and games.
Syaoran went to the kitchen, and saw Chiharu and Yamzaki making out (o.O WHAAAA-?).
Syaoran groaned and waved his hand to shoo them away. "Get a room will ya?"
They both giggled and before Syaoran knows it, he was tackled on the ground, and was being tickled by the two of them.
"N-no! S-stop! LEGGO!" Syaoran screamed through fits of uncontrollable laughter.
Chiharu laghed, and fell back. "You are sooooo ticklish!"
Syaoran stuck his tounge out and stood up, helped by Yamazaki.
He took a glass of water and gulped it down so fast, he choked and began to cough.
"Yo, slow down man!" Yamazaki cried, as he slapped his back several times. "What's up with you?"
Naoko suddenly walked in. "Hey Syao-Syao! I thought you have something to say to us. What's up?"
They turned to the music off, and Syaoran was dragged towards the living room. Everyone's eyes were on him.
"Uhm... well..." Syaoran sputtered. "I only have bad news for you."
Everyone gave him worried looks, and some asked, "What's wrong?"
"You're not gonna like it, but brace yourselves." He gave a shuddering breath and said, "I'm going back to Hong Kong."
"YOU'RE WHAT?"
Syaoran's eardrums were almost blasted off. Everybody was talking at once.
"But Syaoran-"
"You can't leave!"
"You stayed here for just a couple of months!"
"What happened?"
"We're gonna miss you!"
"You can't leave!"
It was about five minutes for Syaoran and Eriol to shut them up.
"Look, I know it's too soon, but I've got a few unfinished business to do," Syaoran announced.
"But you'll come back right?" Naoko asked.
Syaoran sighed. "I...don't know..."
Tomoyo stood up, and was nose to nose with Syaoran. "You can't do that to her..." she whispered.
They all knew who she was talking about.
"She did it to me Tomoyo! I wanted to be her friend! Now, I can't stand it! I don't want her to not talk to me! I want to be close to her always!"
Tomoyo's eyes were breamed with tears. She gave Syaoran a big hug then let go. "If you could just stay for like a couple of m-"
Syaoran smiled, and brushed the tear away. "I'm sorry Tomoyo-chan. If she doesn't want me, then I'll just have to pretend that I don't want her too."
"Can you really do that?"
Syaoran hugged her, and kissed her head. "I have no choice. I'll have to try." He then turned to his other friends. "I don't want you to come at the airport. It's hard for me to even tell you I'm leaving. I don't know if I can even go inside that plane if you were there."
They all stood up and gave him a group hug.
"I'll miss you guys. I know I will."
"We will never forget you Syao-Syao."