Notes: Still can't tell you where it's going. My muse-self appears to be doing whatever she wants.
Flow--A Carcaptor Sakura Fanfiction
By Forever3330
Part Two: Leaving
She didn't pack all the videotapes she had collected over the years, nor the elaborate outfits, nor the sketches and pictures. One photograph she did take with her; a small two by four of herself and her dearest friend in school uniforms. Her camcorder was being left behind. There wasn't anything to tape, now.
Her mother had asked her often if this was truly what she wanted. Tomoyo didn't quite know how to reply. She knew it was what she wanted for Sakura. And all she wanted for herself was happiness for Sakura. Perhaps a selfish part of her wanted to stay, but it was small enough that Tomoyo gave it no thought, and smiled.
No one could argue that accepting the scholarship she'd gotten months before was a bad decision. She had never told Sakura about the scholarship, nor anyone but her mother, but that made things all the more easy. England was far-off. Going there to finish her schooling would be simple enough. The schooling she would receive there would be of a higher caliber, for that matter.
Only one thing had ever held her back from going to a better school. Now she had to go for the sake of all she had worked for, and it suited Tomoyo perfectly well.
"I'll miss you." Sonomi spoke frankly with her daughter at all times. She was eloquent enough with the business world, but this was her own flesh and blood and love.
Tomoyo smiled. "I know, mother. But this is best. You won't say anything to her, if she asks?"
"You shouldn't leave." Sonomi didn't bother to carry out the argument. They'd had it before, and TOmoyo had kept her smile for all of it. "No. I won't. And you won't be traceable."
"Thank you." She hugged her mother gently, worried slightly for the older woman's well-being. She wasn't certain how well her mother would do with her gone.
"Don't miss your flight."
The younger girl laughed. "I won't."
Those words were the last she spoke to her mother in person for a long while.
END
Notes: Wow, the drama. No, not really. No, no idea what this is. No, I will not give you cheese.