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next chapter, and I hope ya'll like it ok! There's going to be super great
news at the end, so I hope it's extra good. Anyway. . . on with this
thing!*
Reviewers: Kura-chan, Kikakai, angel-wings-131, amber-eyez, & Cherry Jade
With You
Sakura grumbled as she felt a soft thing push on her shoulder, jostling her ever so gently. She covered her messy honey colored hair with a pillow, trying to ignore the thing persistently pushing, but it was no use.
"Good Lord you're relentless . . . "Sakura mumbled. Syaoran laughed and gently poked her in the side again, making her squirm.
"You have to wake up. Today's your appointment, and Tomoyo's going to take you." Syaoran said quietly. He stood up and walked over to his drawer, which was now half filled with Sakura's things. He pulled out a pair of maternity jeans and a green top and set them on his chair. Sakura sat up slowly and stretched.
'That's cute, her belly all poking out while she stretches. . . woah hang on a minute there, Syaoran!' Syaoran thought to himself as Sakura reached her arms over her head. He shook off the image and smiled as Sakura pouted.
"I'm a little nervous. I mean, what if something's been wrong all this time, and the baby's going to die?" Sakura asked. Syaoran laughed at his friend's vivid imagination and shook his head.
"There's nothing wrong. You said you ate healthy, you've done everything humanly possible to make sure he or she is in perfect condition." Syaoran soothed. Sakura nodded, her eyes still a bit downcast.
"Go take a shower, you have to leave in an hour." Syaoran said warmly, handing Sakura a towel and walking out of the bedroom. He saw Tomoyo and Eriol were already awake and eating breakfast, so he decided to join them. Tomoyo smiled innocently at Syaoran as he munched on some Golden Grahams.
"So how do you like living with Sakura?" Tomoyo asked. Eriol nearly choked on his food at the sound of Tomoyo being so forward. Syaoran shrugged, knowing Tomoyo's idea. She was going to try and plant one of those seeds of doubt things. He'd start to doubt his decision about Sakura, then when he let himself get to the point of professing his affection, Nothing would pan out, and he'd be left broken hearted.
"It's ok. In the two weeks she's been here there really hasn't been a dull moment." Syaoran replied. He chose his words carefully, trying not to egg Tomoyo on. If she was trying to get him and Sakura together, she was going to have to try a lot harder.
"I was thinking maybe she could stay with the baby after it's born. What do you think?" Tomoyo asked. Syaoran shrugged again, taking a bite of cereal.
"That's up to her I guess." Syaoran answered. Tomoyo frowned; she had been expecting Syaoran to say he'd like Sakura to stay with him. Then she could lay the groundwork for her plan. But he wasn't budging!
Syaoran finished his cereal and rinsed out his bowl. He smirked at Tomoyo, who pouted in her chair. Eriol shook his head, grinning back at Syaoran.
"I know what you're up to Tomoyo, and it's not going to work. We're not going to work." Syaoran said, his amber eyes ever so slightly tingeing with regret.
"Who's not going to work?" Sakura asked before anyone else could say anything. Syaoran and Tomoyo glanced at each other with a 'you-got-me-into- this-you-get-me-out' look. Syaoran brushed his hand through his mahogany hair and managed a smile for the confused woman standing before him.
"Meilin. Tomoyo thinks she and I have a real connection." Syaoran replied quickly. Tomoyo let out a breath of relief and stood.
"Well are you ready to go?" Tomoyo asked, pulling her long hair up into a sleek ponytail as she walked.
"As ready as I'll ever be." Sakura said softly. Syaoran looked at her, his amber eyes soft.
"You're fine, baby's fine." Syaoran said, pushing Sakura out the door and closing it behind him. Syaoran immediately leaned against the door, his eyes closed.
"You better tell Tomoyo to quit trying. We're not getting together." Syaoran muttered. Eriol laughed lightly, making Syaoran open one eye to glare at him.
"That's what you say. But that matchmaker girlfriend has other plans with you two." Eriol joked, dodging a magazine as it came sailing at him. He continued to laugh good naturedly as Syaoran became frustrated and went to his room to get ready for work.
Sakura rode in Tomoyo's car, her eyes concentrated on the world as it passed by quickly around her. She looked over at Tomoyo, who concentrated on her driving as they merged onto the freeway.
"So you think Meilin and Syaoran have something, Tomoyo?" Sakura asked, unsure if she should say anything at all. She didn't want Tomoyo to think she had something for Syaoran, because she didn't.
"Um . . . yea. I think they would be a really cute couple, no?" Tomoyo replied, trying to fake excitement. She glanced over and saw Sakura's emerald eyes spark slightly with jealousy, and the wheels began turning again.
'So Sakura . . . you DO like Syaoran. Maybe getting you two together will be easier than I thought.' Tomoyo thought as she got off the freeway and parked in the parking lot of a small hospital.
"Are you ready to go in?" Tomoyo asked. Sakura shook her head, nervously putting a hand on her mounded stomach.
"I'm scared about the baby." Sakura admitted. Tomoyo forgot about her scheme and focused on her worried friend.
"The baby's fine, I promise." Tomoyo reassured.
"I guess I'm also nervous about some guy looking at me." Sakura added, getting out of the car and walking with Tomoyo up the steps to the office.
"Kinomoto Sakura?" a woman around her late twenties called. Sakura stood and smiled politely.
"Good morning, Sakura. I'm Doctor Kamiya." The woman said, smiling warmly. She had light brown hair pulled into a messy bun and wore pink scrubs under a white lab coat.
"You're my doctor?" Sakura asked, relief evident in her voice. Dr. Kamiya laughed, her melodic chuckle putting Sakura's mind at ease.
"Yes, unless you want someone else." She replied. Sakura shook her head and followed Dr. Kamiya into the exam room, Tomoyo behind her.
Syaoran was sitting in his office filling out paperwork when his cell phone rang. Puzzled over who would call him at work, the dark haired man opened it to hear Sakura's voice on the other side.
"Hey you, how'd it go?" Syaoran asked, a smile on his face.
"You never told me Dr. Kamiya was a woman!" Sakura cried on the other end, making Syaoran laugh.
"You never asked. How did it go?" Syaoran asked. He listened as Sakura prattled about cold gel and pictures of the baby inside her, how amazing it had been.
"She asked me if I wanted to know the sex of the baby." Sakura finally finished.
"Do you want to know?" Syaoran asked. He heard Sakura sigh on the other end, a sigh he could tell was happy.
"It's a girl, Syao. I'm going to have a little daughter!" Sakura cried. Syaoran stood up, pacing the room leisurely.
"That's great! We'll have to go out and celebrate. I have to go now though, I'll be home soon." Syaoran said, hanging up the phone after Sakura. Turning his attention back to his papers, Syaoran got back to work, this time with a soft smile pasted to his face.
*Awww a baby girl! Sakura's going to have her own little mini-me! And you know Tomoyo's going to be getting into everything and try to get Sakura and Syaoran together. . . the question is, how long will it take?! Review for me, please! I love the feedback!*
Reviewers: Kura-chan, Kikakai, angel-wings-131, amber-eyez, & Cherry Jade
With You
Sakura grumbled as she felt a soft thing push on her shoulder, jostling her ever so gently. She covered her messy honey colored hair with a pillow, trying to ignore the thing persistently pushing, but it was no use.
"Good Lord you're relentless . . . "Sakura mumbled. Syaoran laughed and gently poked her in the side again, making her squirm.
"You have to wake up. Today's your appointment, and Tomoyo's going to take you." Syaoran said quietly. He stood up and walked over to his drawer, which was now half filled with Sakura's things. He pulled out a pair of maternity jeans and a green top and set them on his chair. Sakura sat up slowly and stretched.
'That's cute, her belly all poking out while she stretches. . . woah hang on a minute there, Syaoran!' Syaoran thought to himself as Sakura reached her arms over her head. He shook off the image and smiled as Sakura pouted.
"I'm a little nervous. I mean, what if something's been wrong all this time, and the baby's going to die?" Sakura asked. Syaoran laughed at his friend's vivid imagination and shook his head.
"There's nothing wrong. You said you ate healthy, you've done everything humanly possible to make sure he or she is in perfect condition." Syaoran soothed. Sakura nodded, her eyes still a bit downcast.
"Go take a shower, you have to leave in an hour." Syaoran said warmly, handing Sakura a towel and walking out of the bedroom. He saw Tomoyo and Eriol were already awake and eating breakfast, so he decided to join them. Tomoyo smiled innocently at Syaoran as he munched on some Golden Grahams.
"So how do you like living with Sakura?" Tomoyo asked. Eriol nearly choked on his food at the sound of Tomoyo being so forward. Syaoran shrugged, knowing Tomoyo's idea. She was going to try and plant one of those seeds of doubt things. He'd start to doubt his decision about Sakura, then when he let himself get to the point of professing his affection, Nothing would pan out, and he'd be left broken hearted.
"It's ok. In the two weeks she's been here there really hasn't been a dull moment." Syaoran replied. He chose his words carefully, trying not to egg Tomoyo on. If she was trying to get him and Sakura together, she was going to have to try a lot harder.
"I was thinking maybe she could stay with the baby after it's born. What do you think?" Tomoyo asked. Syaoran shrugged again, taking a bite of cereal.
"That's up to her I guess." Syaoran answered. Tomoyo frowned; she had been expecting Syaoran to say he'd like Sakura to stay with him. Then she could lay the groundwork for her plan. But he wasn't budging!
Syaoran finished his cereal and rinsed out his bowl. He smirked at Tomoyo, who pouted in her chair. Eriol shook his head, grinning back at Syaoran.
"I know what you're up to Tomoyo, and it's not going to work. We're not going to work." Syaoran said, his amber eyes ever so slightly tingeing with regret.
"Who's not going to work?" Sakura asked before anyone else could say anything. Syaoran and Tomoyo glanced at each other with a 'you-got-me-into- this-you-get-me-out' look. Syaoran brushed his hand through his mahogany hair and managed a smile for the confused woman standing before him.
"Meilin. Tomoyo thinks she and I have a real connection." Syaoran replied quickly. Tomoyo let out a breath of relief and stood.
"Well are you ready to go?" Tomoyo asked, pulling her long hair up into a sleek ponytail as she walked.
"As ready as I'll ever be." Sakura said softly. Syaoran looked at her, his amber eyes soft.
"You're fine, baby's fine." Syaoran said, pushing Sakura out the door and closing it behind him. Syaoran immediately leaned against the door, his eyes closed.
"You better tell Tomoyo to quit trying. We're not getting together." Syaoran muttered. Eriol laughed lightly, making Syaoran open one eye to glare at him.
"That's what you say. But that matchmaker girlfriend has other plans with you two." Eriol joked, dodging a magazine as it came sailing at him. He continued to laugh good naturedly as Syaoran became frustrated and went to his room to get ready for work.
Sakura rode in Tomoyo's car, her eyes concentrated on the world as it passed by quickly around her. She looked over at Tomoyo, who concentrated on her driving as they merged onto the freeway.
"So you think Meilin and Syaoran have something, Tomoyo?" Sakura asked, unsure if she should say anything at all. She didn't want Tomoyo to think she had something for Syaoran, because she didn't.
"Um . . . yea. I think they would be a really cute couple, no?" Tomoyo replied, trying to fake excitement. She glanced over and saw Sakura's emerald eyes spark slightly with jealousy, and the wheels began turning again.
'So Sakura . . . you DO like Syaoran. Maybe getting you two together will be easier than I thought.' Tomoyo thought as she got off the freeway and parked in the parking lot of a small hospital.
"Are you ready to go in?" Tomoyo asked. Sakura shook her head, nervously putting a hand on her mounded stomach.
"I'm scared about the baby." Sakura admitted. Tomoyo forgot about her scheme and focused on her worried friend.
"The baby's fine, I promise." Tomoyo reassured.
"I guess I'm also nervous about some guy looking at me." Sakura added, getting out of the car and walking with Tomoyo up the steps to the office.
"Kinomoto Sakura?" a woman around her late twenties called. Sakura stood and smiled politely.
"Good morning, Sakura. I'm Doctor Kamiya." The woman said, smiling warmly. She had light brown hair pulled into a messy bun and wore pink scrubs under a white lab coat.
"You're my doctor?" Sakura asked, relief evident in her voice. Dr. Kamiya laughed, her melodic chuckle putting Sakura's mind at ease.
"Yes, unless you want someone else." She replied. Sakura shook her head and followed Dr. Kamiya into the exam room, Tomoyo behind her.
Syaoran was sitting in his office filling out paperwork when his cell phone rang. Puzzled over who would call him at work, the dark haired man opened it to hear Sakura's voice on the other side.
"Hey you, how'd it go?" Syaoran asked, a smile on his face.
"You never told me Dr. Kamiya was a woman!" Sakura cried on the other end, making Syaoran laugh.
"You never asked. How did it go?" Syaoran asked. He listened as Sakura prattled about cold gel and pictures of the baby inside her, how amazing it had been.
"She asked me if I wanted to know the sex of the baby." Sakura finally finished.
"Do you want to know?" Syaoran asked. He heard Sakura sigh on the other end, a sigh he could tell was happy.
"It's a girl, Syao. I'm going to have a little daughter!" Sakura cried. Syaoran stood up, pacing the room leisurely.
"That's great! We'll have to go out and celebrate. I have to go now though, I'll be home soon." Syaoran said, hanging up the phone after Sakura. Turning his attention back to his papers, Syaoran got back to work, this time with a soft smile pasted to his face.
*Awww a baby girl! Sakura's going to have her own little mini-me! And you know Tomoyo's going to be getting into everything and try to get Sakura and Syaoran together. . . the question is, how long will it take?! Review for me, please! I love the feedback!*