Still Needing You

By Riyukku Sayuri

Rating: PG-13

Author's Note: Okay, I haven't updated in awhile for this. So, here's chapter four! Please read and review! Domo arigato!

Chapter Four

Uncovering Truths

Sakura closed her eyes as she tried to sleep with the darkness of the starless night. She stared up to her now-black ceiling. She saw faint shadows and that seemed to be a contour line of Syaoran. She sighed as she pulled her pink and white covers over her head and closed her eyes.

"Sakura, Sakura..." a voice called, grasping onto her heart.

It was so silent she couldn't tell if it was male or female voice calling her name. She quickly rushed to where she heard the voice, her surroundings a snowy white with white cherry blossoms falling as if she were in a romantic movie.

"Who's there? Where are you?" Sakura called, racing through the cluster of snowy cherry blossom trees.

"Sakura... Sakura-chan," the voice called, growing louder.

Now Sakura could determine if it was male or female. The voice was very much male, or most likely to be male. She ran across the snowy paths until she came to a small icy pond.

"Sakura... save me before I jump," the voice whispered to her.

"W... wait!" Sakura stuttered.

"Save me," the voice whispered.

Sakura gasped, she could no longer believe that her black room had changed into a snowy wonderland where a boy was going to suicide by jumping into a thin-ice pond.

"No, stop!" Sakura shouted, grabbing the boy's arm.

It wasn't who she expected. This boy... this boy wore a slender olive cardigan and peachy colored pants. This boy, he had amber of ice eyes, was tall, and had chestnut hair. This boy... this boy was Syaoran Li!

"Stop Syaoran! Stop!" Sakura shouted, clinging onto his arm.

"Save me," he whispered as his muscles tightened – he was getting ready to jump. "Syaoran! Stop!" Sakura shouted, grasping his arm with odd strength.

This strength, she never felt it before. She never felt such a force in her muscles. It tightened her muscles as her grip on Syaoran became so strong he struggled to free himself all the while Sakura stood there, feeling that this was easy.

"Save me," he whispered, and touched the ice with the tip of his shoe.

The thin ice cracked and finally, eventually, shattered and faded away, sinking into the freezing water below. Sakura's face was turning pale as she began to shiver in her pink and white bunny pajamas.

"Syaoran! Stop it!" Sakura screamed, tears rolling down her cheeks.

She grabbed his waist and pulled him back, launching both of them into the icy snow that gave Sakura the shivers.

"Syaoran! What the hell were you gonna do?!" Sakura screamed angrily.

Syaoran was so weak he fell on top of her, his face cold and pale, as his arms wrapped around Sakura's waist, digging into the fluffy snow. He was quiet and Sakura could feel his warmth. Was this really the Syaoran she knew? The one that so hated her and loved pimping around.

"I was going to jump... jump in my own miserable sadness and grief," Syaoran replied absentmindedly.

Sakura's eyes were wide open now. He was going to jump into his own sadness and grief? But he seemed so happy without her, with Raku, with his little popular friends and ex-girlfriends.

"S... Syaoran, were you... really going to?" Sakura questioned, her eyes burning with sympathetic tears.

"Why else would I break that thin ice of happiness?" he questioned harshly, staring her in the eye with icy amber eyes.

"Thin... ice of happiness? I thought you were always happy," Sakura replied, realizing this was no dream.

"Happy? Idiot, I was never happy! I was happier in my more innocent days, but when things started to get more complicated and I was pressured, I took myself as a miserable oaf and simply decided to test out popularity. However, with girls constantly swooning me and having to be a popular poker challenger, life's gone downhill from then, if you haven't noticed," Syaoran said in a silky tone.

Poker player? Syaoran was a poker player? No, this wasn't the smartass perfectionist Sakura had once known when she, Tomoyo, Syaoran, and Meiling were friends. Sakura could remember that when Meiling left, Syaoran was the smartass perfectionist for only a year more and turned bad. She remembered that it was Meiling who kept Syaoran in place. Why did she leave? Why did she burden them with Syaoran? Why was it that Meiling could control Syaoran from turning twisted?

"P... poker player? So... are you Raku's gigolo as well?" Sakura questioned with a flaming tone.

"Yeah, I was – am – a poker player, but I will never be Raku's gigolo. You think I'm a dumbass now, do you?" Syaoran huffed.

"S... Syaoran... all of this time I thought you were truly happy... without me," Sakura said, tears welling in her eyes.

Syaoran turned to face her, his eyes no longer icy but tender. He took Sakura's hand in his numb ones and brought them to his lips.

"I was always truly happy... with you," Syaoran replied.

He then let go of Sakura's hand and got up, wiping the snow from his expensive clothing. He ruffled the tiny flakes of snow out of his chestnut hair and made sure it was the "bad boy style" he wore since they were young.

"S... Syaoran..." Sakura whispered softly.

"Hm?" he answered back, his back facing Sakura.

"If that's the truth, then why is it you changed?" she asked him.

"To find true happiness. I was blind, but in your strange efforts... I now see. But if I give it up, who knows what may happen? They may find a new and more effective way to cheat me and blackmail me," Syaoran replied.

"Blackmail and cheat you?" Sakura questioned confusedly.

"They try to cheat me in poker, and if I ever lose – and I have not so far – I must do their homework and praise them. They also snoop around on me to try to blackmail me, so that I must do what they say even if I don't lose," he replied.

"Syaoran..." Sakura once again whispered, walking up to him.

Syaoran stood still, tiny snowballs whistling in the icy winds. He stood there, his chestnut hair ruffling in the gentle breezes as the tiny flakes of snow mixed with his hair.

"Syaoran..." Sakura whispered, wrapping her arms around him. "I love you."

"I wish I could love you back..." he replied tenderly, unwrapping her arms from him and turning face-to-face with her.

His two hands came up to Sakura's face and he embraced her, bringing her lips to his. He kissed them tenderly and let go. He broke away.

"If life was not so complicated, 'I love you' would be what I'd say to you everyday of my life... every single day," he replied, then walked off in a path of snow, leaving Sakura dazed and amazed.

Goodbye, my love...their hearts sang sadly.

And at that, Sakura awoke in her bed, seeing the starless sky above her. She knew in heart that what had just happened was real... it wasn't fake.

She touched her lips and could feel moisture. Syaoran's lips... it truly wasn't a dream. Her hair also contained bits of snow and her hands were icy with snow.

Goodbye, my love...she whispered to the sky – she whispered to Syaoran.

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a/n: Heh, a little odd and off, but yeah. Please read and review! Domo arigato!