Still Needing You
By Riyukku Sayuri
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Cardcaptor Sakura
Disclaimer: I am in no way affiliated or own CLAMP, nor is it the same with any of the CLAMP characters, however all of the others are mine.
Author's Note: READ AND REVIEW!
Chapter Five
Secret Admirer
Sakura quickly slipped into her weekend attire since she was going to sleep over at Tomoyo's. She couldn't stop thinking about that crazy dream or whatever it was. Could those flakes of snow be something else? Could it have been coincidence that they had dropped on her?
Secretly, Sakura couldn't help but wonder if the Syaoran she saw was real or not. Was it just a longing in her? Was it that she longed for Syaoran to say such things to her? It could have been, but then again... what if it was real? A magical essence of love? No. There was no such thing as love. It was only used in fairytales and stories to make children believe life was as sweet as raw sugar.
"It was just a dream or just yourself playing tricks," she breathed softly.
She then combed her shoulder-length auburn hair, deciding to leave it down today.
The tips of the hairs curled beautifully as she flipped it back, admiring herself before her large mirror. Though the girl looked stunning and quite happy, a piece of her truly hurt and was robbed of her heart.
"Sakura-chan! Sakura-chan! Konnichiwa!" Tomoyo squealed, running up to her room.
"Nani?! Tomoyo-chan? I thought I was coming over to your home – not you picking me up," Sakura said awed.
"Nonsense, I am here to pick you up and so I shall! Come!" she squealed, grabbing Sakura's luggage and dragging her friend away.
"Ja ne Fujitaka-sama! Ja ne Touya-san!" Tomoyo squealed, waving goodbye to them.
"Sayonara!" they called back, waving goodbye to the two friends.
"Ja ne Otou-san! Ja ne Touya-kun!" Sakura cried back, waving back.
Late after Sakura arrived at the Daidouji home, she and Tomoyo were ready to take a walk outside to admire the moonlight's dim reflection upon Tomoeda.
They rushed outside but Sakura had stepped on something hard that made a crunchy snapping sound. She looked down and saw a tiny pink rose. She picked it up, thinking she had broken the stem.
A tiny card was attached to it and in fine clear print, it said:
A tiny blossom blooms before me. It grows and blooms beautifully. I wish to raise it as my own. A beautiful flower has bloomed before me... and her name is Kinomoto Sakura...
Sakura stared at the tiny rose, tucking it into her auburn hair. She fingered the rose's soft petals and touched her cheek. She felt loved. Like it was a secret conspiracy that only she knew of.
"Come on Sakura! Let's go!" Tomoyo squealed, leading Sakura off to Tomoeda Park.
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"Was the rose delivered?" a solemn voice hissed.
"Hai, and successfully if I might add, Master," a servant replied, his or her face hooded with a black cape.
"Good. I was sure you'd please me," the master said in a pleasing tone. "You may go now," he said, dismissing the servant.
The servant hastily went from the mansion to the servants' quarters. The hood had flown off while running and long, black hair was revealed.
Shoot, my hood. Master never wants to see any of the servants' faces. Now mine has been revealed, she thought worriedly.
Quickly, she covered face and hair with the black hood again and rushed off. Her eyes were glistening in a hazel color as fear flooded them.
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"Hey, Sakura, what's that you got there?" Tomoyo questioned, looking at the pink rose.
"Oh, it's nothing. Just found it on the ground. Of course it isn't any of your roses – I could never hurt them," Sakura replied gleefully.
They walked back from the park and to the household as Sakura wondered who could have sent her the rose. Who? Who?
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a/n: Yah chappie. Chappie. Chappie. Chappie. Done. Done. Read and review! Thanks!