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In The End: Part Two

Summary of Part 2: All this time, Mina had been playing his heart for his money. He strolled by Sakura's house and noticed... her neighborhood everything's dead... and he starts to finally wonder... where's Sakura?
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"Hey Mina-koi, where you going?" Syaoran asked.

She had been going out every night for a month now without Syaoran knowing until an hour after she left.

"N-nowhere!" She whirled around, but then a big wad of cash fell from her pocket.

"A-ano...."

"These are my savings for the Li Clan..." Syaoran said.

"Y-you're the one who's been taking it?!?"

"I never actually loved you, just your money... I've already been remarried to a more /handsome/ man. Today would be the last day I would be seen for a while..." She took a knife out of her pocket. "But things have changed."

"Mina.. b-but you vowed to love me... you said I was the only one..."

"I lied. And you believed me. People are so gullible."

She took a step closer, putting the knife right under his neck.

"Now you know my little secret, I can't let you spread it around. Don't worry it won't hurt... me anyway. As soon as you're dead I'll have total acess to all your riches."

Her smirk largened.

"I bid you farewell /dear./"

Just before the knife sunk into his skin, Syaoran elbowed her making her trip backward. The knife flew into the air. Syaoran caught it between two fingers.

"I didn't spend years of training to die." Syaoran whispered coldly.

There was a small cut on his neck, a small trickle of blood spewed from it.

"I don't believe in violence... but I can't let such a onore like you live."

It was silent then a blood-hurtling scream filled in the air: filled with terror, and pain.

Mina was never seen again.

((A few months later))

Syaoran had burried Mina at the dump, telling everyone she had commited suicide rather than he had killed his own 'wife'.

Anger was circulating through his mind. Along with pain and sadness.

She was a big, fat fake. She toyed with his heart, gaining his trust... and almost made him lose his job. Just because of her need for money...

He turned cold and heartless, just like he was before Sakura changed him.

He only trusted his family and maids/butlers.

((Ring....ring))

Syaoran was around 22 now.. grumpiest ((and coldest)) business man in Asia, yet the richest.

Yet, he didn't want riches... he wanted something more.

He picked up the phone.

"What?" He said bitterly.

"We found a deserted neighborhood in Tomoeda, and thought if you'd look around at it, sir. To see if it's fit for Yukishiro-san's order. The address is 2358 Cherry Grove."

"Alright, I'll see to it this afternoon."

Without saying goodbye, Syaoran hung up.

His clock read 11:30.

He shuffled to the bathroom and prepared for his visit.

'Cherry Grove? It sounds familiar...'

((1:00))

Syaoran was driving into the neighborhood, parking in front of a random house.

"This feeling... I think I've been here before."

He could also feel some../thing/ coming from the house he parked in front of.

He walked to the door and examined it. There was a bright red sign decorated with Nadeshiko flowers obviously drawn by a 5/6 year old. In Sloppy, yet readable japanese it read:

Welcome Kinomoto Residence! Please ring the doorbell and wait patiently.

"K-kinomoto? Is this really... Sakura's house?"

His eyes widened...and now he realized... he hadn't seen Sakura since that time he laughed in her face when she confronted him her feelings towards him. He hadn't heard from her...or anything.

He placed his hand on the doorknob and turned it, but it didn't budge.

"Why isn't it opening?" He growled.

That sensation he felt...that something surrounded him. It was...magic... to be more specific.. Sakura's old magic.

'Why would she seal her house with her magic?'

He pushed the door, still no luck.

"Uh..."

Still: the door didn't budge.

"Kashin!"

Even the magical flames didn't burn the door.

"God, if I have to effin scratch the door open I will."

So he took a knife form his pocket and scratched at the wood.

((An hour later))

The door was fully scratched. ((I know a knife worked and magic didn't... sorry it's just how it worked out.. i couldnt think of anything else))

He carefully ducked in.

Everything looked the same, except for the mold, spider webs, and rust...

"What happened here?"

He picked up the phone to call his company, but the phone was dead. He saw the wires had been cut... by a human.

He walked down up the stairs and down a long hallway: he knew where he wanted to go most here.

He came to a light, pink door. Decorated with a panting of a cherryblossom tree branch. Around it (frame) was signatures of people so called 'friends'.... one read Syaoran Li.

"Sakura..." He whispered under his breath.

"Where are you?"

He turned the knob- once again the door wouldn't budge.

"Kami... I left the knife outside...did I?"

He traced his name, which was next to the doorknob.

"What happened to us? We were the closest of friends... what had gotten in the way?"

He remembered embellishing the letters of his name onto the door when he was around 10 or 11.

"How come I never noticed you just faded away from life?"

He leaned his forehead on the door.

"Why? but more importantly... how?"

The door glowed a bright green and opened an inch.

"Eh?"

He pushed the door open further.

"Kami, Sakura! S-she's..."

There Sakura lay. Pale. Cold. And Dead.

Her face had fallen into a depressed expression, unlike the bright smile that had always been plastered onto her usually happy face.

"How did this happen... to you?"

On her side table was a tiny note.

He picked it up.

Dear whoever finds this,

I'm deciding my life isn't worth living. So I commited suicide. If you entered this house leave right now and leave my dead body alone. If you know a guy named Syaoran Li tell him that a certain someone forgives him and still loves him much.

Kinomoto, Sakura

"S-suicide?" He stuttered, dropping the small piece of paper.

"She killed herself? Because of... what we did to her wasn't it? We just suddenly left her life because... because if popularity... or ranks... or so called 'love'. Why didn't we see this? Why? How come it wasn't me?" He put his head on the wall, wanting all his questions answered...so badly...

"Why Sakura? She was a kind, sweet, gentle, genki little girl. With pure emerald green orbs, soft shiny auburn hair which bounced around her face... a warm smile that always cheered me up. That turned me into a carring person... and I just let Mina blind me... and forget Sakura... It's all my fault... a-and s-she forgives me."

He couldn't hold anything back anymore. He wanted to cry so badly. Just to let the tears fall...

Screw whoever said that the weak cry. Screw whoever said only the meek show their emotions. And screw the person who said men don't cry. Because they were wrong. The weak hide their emotions, only the strong force their tears out...

"Why must I realize it now? I do love her... but s-she's g-gone. I-I was blinded from Reality... I had fallen in love with her... then Mina came around...and everything turned around. Sakura became distant and rejected. What would somebody else do? Stay on Earth with so much pain? She had to do it didn't she? It was meant to be. For Sakura- to kill herself out of all the hurts..."

Tears sprung from the corner of his eyes.

He got off the wall and looked at Sakura.

"I'm so so so so so sorry... but you'll never know. And y-you'll n-n-never k-know t-that I-I-I love y-you..."

He stared at her longer, angry at himself. Angry at his blindness. Angry at Mina. Angry, for letting Sakura down.

"I love you... and you'll never know o-or care."

He closed his eyes... he just laughed in her face... when she told him, and it hurt her. But did it hurt more that he loved her back and it was too late... that she already killed herself... that she'd gone on... that she just forgived him, just like that.

"Faith planned this right? To make me see her lying here dead... to know I made a big mistake... and it's all my fault... Why must faith toy my heart like the way Mina had? My heart is already torn... please don't take anymore...It hurts too much already."

A tear fell from his right eye, it slid down his cheek. Then landed on the floor. A small card rose to him... but he didn't notice. His vision was getting blurred by more tears flooding his eyes. He couldn't stop now... and he didnt want to.

He looked up and finally caught sight of the card.

"The Love Card... At the top was Sakura's name and at the bottom Syaoran's. There was a heart with wings in the middle. In the heart written in pink letters it read:

Two soulds who have suffered much finally come together and realize love. May her spirit rest in peace and may he live a well life.

It was so simple... but it made him look into another light.

He had to move on...

He couldn't just stay there, weeping away.

He slowly got up, and pocketed the card.

As he left, he restored Sakura's magic and gave up his own. Half to make sure Sakura's body wouldn't rot. The other half to protect the body from intruders.

And just like that he got up and walked away. He slipped into his car and drove off into the sunset.

This is life, live it up before it's gone. Don't live it bad and give it all away. It's your life. Live it to the fullest you possibly can.

Syaoran Li and Sakura Kinomoto, two people who loved each other but the other never knew.

I don't know why faith chose to rip them apart like that. I don't know why they ripped the very emotions of love away. It's just another way life works.

A faded figure of a small woman with auburn hair and emerald eyes peered down at Syaoran.

"I love you too..."

One day, Syaoran's life will be lived to the fullest, and the two souls will be joined again.

In The End.
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PART THREE COMING UP!