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Whatever your thoughts may be, if you don't say them, none of them will be acknowledged by others. -Tomoyo Daidouji,CCS

"Damn Syaoran! You pulled me out of the club just to come here?" Sakura almost screamed as she was dragged through the playground.

"Yes. Now sit down here!" Syaoran pushed her roughly onto the swing and went behind her.

"Syaoran, you are not making sense!" Sakura turned her head to see him. "Syaoran!"

"Now Sakura, if I were you I will sit down and enjoy the simple luxury of being pushed on a swing!"

Sakura was about to protest when he gently pushed her. Soon, Sakura can't help but closed her eyes as she enjoyed the peace she missed for so long. In the past, Syaoran and Tomoyo will come here with her. As the two girls sat on the swing, busy chatting regarding secrets and dreams, Syaoran would push them alternately.

Syaoran smiled. Finally Sakura decided to listen to him for once. Now, all he had to do was to enjoy the simple joy of life, such as this.

"Syaoran, when you were young, could you imagine your life to be what it is right now?" Sakura asked after a while.

He thought for a moment, thinking of his typical workday. Touya staring at him, mumbling a good morning to him and then try to work with him for nine hours before returning back to a cold empty house without Sakura beaming back at him asking him how was his day. "No."

He heard her sigh. "Me too. You know, I never imagined that I would be touring all over the world and modeling. I mean, I always dreamt that I would take up an office job, or something I can work from home, perhaps writing stories or political articles that will shape the world. And at night I will see Yukito coming back from work, with the shy smile and ask me what's for dinner. After that, we can sit down in the porch and have some quiet time talking, or star gazing."

"Are enjoying yourself?" Syaoran asked, struggling not to let jealousy take over his emotion.

"Well, in terms of my job, yes. I love touring with Tomoyo and wearing her clothes." Sakura gazed at the star filled sky. "She loves designing, and seeing her face full of pride to see her clothes worn by international stars and sold in high class boutiques makes my job worthwhile."

Sakura paused for a moment, recalling that her life was also hollow. In the past, it was always Tomoyo, Syaoran and her. Now, with Tomoyo married and Syaoran busy with his job, she will be all alone- with no one to love and be loved.

"Perhaps, but are you planning what will you do after this?" Syaoran said. "You can't be a model forever."

"I'm not sure. Maybe I will go back to writing and see what I can come out with. If not, I have enough money to survive, modeling gets good paycheck."

The two of them drifted into a silence. Each of them thinking of their present life, wondering was life ever going to continue like this, unsatisfying and empty.

"You know, Syaoran, this reminds me of one scene." Sakura started off, as she recalled the puzzle lying at one corner in her room. "This jigsaw puzzle I am working on. It is a picture of a person wearing a white dress sitting on a swing. I presume she is a lady." She added with a smile. "And there was this person standing behind her. Not really sure what he was doing, but I think his hands were pointing towards the sky."

"Whatever for?" Syaoran asked, mildly curious by the picture that Sakura just described.

"I haven't completed the puzzle yet. But I guess he was pointing at a shooting star he spotted among the sea of stars. The sky was filled with stars, each of them twinkling so brightly. But the star that caught my eye was the wishing star."

"Yes, the famous wishing star." Syaoran joked. "But why are you telling me this?"

"I am not sure, just wanted to talk about it." Sakura sighed. "This person wanted to entertain me, and hence passing the pieces to me slowly. But I am really anxious to see the scene as a whole. I can't even see the faces."

"I guess the person wanted you to focus on the scenery before looking at the faces of the couple. For some unknown reason, I think you just need to wait a little longer before you understand why this person gave you this jigsaw puzzle to work on." Syaoran rattled off, earning a weird stare from Sakura. "What?"

"Nothing." Sakura smiled at him. "I just want to look at you when you start analyzing things. You look really cute when you do that." Sakura laughed as she watched Syaoran slowly turning red. But her laughter faded as quickly as it came. "Sorry Syaoran." Sakura whispered softly.

"What for?"

"Well…" Sakura trailed off, not knowing how to say it. "I suddenly realized that it was wrong to use you the way I did in the club. You were trying to be helpful and instead I made use of you in the worst possible way!"

"Sakura…"

"Don't you ever Sakura me alright? Don't!" She stopped the swing, looking at the floor. "I thought I did it."

Syaoran stared at her back. Oh how wrong it was to be here, thinking how it would feel if he touched her hair when she was apologizing for something he asked for and couldn't handle. "Did what?"

"Yukito, Naruku. You know, the main reason why I didn't go to university after high school wasn't because I dreamt to be a model." The tears that were threatening to spill out from her eyes shocked Sakura. "I wanted to get away from them. I knew I couldn't live if I ever sat down in church and watch them get married you know."

Syaoran opened his mouth when Sakura carried on. "I ran away, a coward thing to do, running away. I thought that if I put distance between Yukito and me, perhaps I could forget him. But damn!" He watched her fist clenching onto the swing tightly. "Absence does make one's heart grow fonder. Seven years of running and I still can't forget Yukito. I hate it. I feel damn useless!" She sucked in a deep breath, tears spilling from her eyes, trailing down her cheek. "I can't forget Yukito, my first love." She shook her head as she mumbled to herself. "I am one pathetic brat!"

She continued to let her tears flow as she cried her hurt away. A white tissue appeared in front of her, causing her to look up. Seeing Syaoran looking at her, eyes filled with understanding, she took the tissue and sniffed. "I am pathetic."

"No, you are not Sakura." Syaoran said softly. "I know how you feel. I cannot forget my first love, and never want to forget her. It's sad to see the one you love go, but if you truly love him, his happiness will be your happiness. Yukito is happy with Naruku. He loves her so much and I think the feeling is mutual."

"I know Syaoran, I know. But still, I love him still. I love him and I can't let go."

"Tell me Sakura, why is Yukito so good that you can't let him go?" Syaoran asked, before he could stop himself. Damn, even his voice was filled with jealousy.

"He is nice, caring, patient and such a gentleman. He treated me as if I was a grown-up even though I was eight. I love him. I love the way he talks, walks, smile and even sleep. I know he eats and sleeps a lot and that is actually his only fault. He loves me alright."

Sakura sucked in a deep breath. "He loves me like a brother loves his sister. That was total crap! It is the worst reject line any guy could deliver. He never loved me." Sakura couldn't help but cried again. "And it hurts."

Sakura stood up and was about to run away, hoping to cry alone when Syaoran caught her hand. Looking straight into his eyes, she begged. "Syaoran, let me go."

"No, Sakura. I can't let you go and cry all by yourself." Syaoran loosen his hold as he pulled her nearer to him. "Cry on my shoulder, like how you used to do it when we were younger. Let me share your sorrow." Syaoran placed his fingers under her chin and tilted her head slowly. "Please, as a friend, that's all I can do."

He saw Sakura nodded and leaned on him and continued crying. He started whispering soft words to soothe her, and hopefully ease the pain from the one he loved. "Just remember, I will always be there for you. I promise."

Syaoran stopped outside of the Kinomoto's house. Noticing that only the bedroom lights are on, he smiled at Sakura. "Your brother trusted me to bring you back in one piece."

"That is total nonsense. You know it as well as I do that Kaho told him that it's either he comes up with her to the bedroom or else he would be sleeping in the couch once I reached home." Sakura laughed

"Thank you cousin!" Syaoran closed his eyes and sighed comically.

Sakura laughed harder before she inched closer to him and gave him a hug. "Thanks Syaoran, for everything."

"Oh, come on. That's what friends are for!" Syaoran shrugged as he felt his cheeks turning hot.

Sakura leaned back and opened the car door. "I know. But that was sweet of you! You are a great friend! Good night and sweet dreams!" She slammed the door and ran up the stairs to her house. She unlocked the door and waved to him before entering the house.

Sighing, he drove off, wondering whether he could sleep in his lonely bed tonight.

Yes, with that cliffhanger in the earlier chapter, I should have continued. But due to some comments from friends, I decided to give poor Sakura and Syaoran some time together. I know it sounds a little like the scene in the penguin park in the original series. But still, I love that scene. Sniff Anyway, don't fret, keep on reading and bring on the reviews! Take Care, God Bless

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