Dirty Dancing
A/N So many of you guys said I should write an epilogue so I decided I should. I didn't want to disappoint any of my reviewers. I also might not be updating as quickly because my mom thinks I might have broken my tail bone and it really hurts to sit down for a long period of time. And it is really embarassing to how it happened but let me just say two words Evil loor. Anyways enough about me... I didn't really know what to do or it so if it sucks, I'm sorry. BUT PLEASE DON'T HATE ME IF IT DOES! Anyway here's the epilogue.
Epilogue
5 Years Later…
Syaoran got off the plane. He was finally back! After five long years he had finally returned to Cuba. Even after all these years, he never forgot about her…
After he and his family had returned to Hong Kong his mother had tried constantly to set him up with countless amounts of women. He knew his mother was never going to accept the fact that he was in love with Sakura… mostly because she was of different culture. Then there was also the status issue. Sakura used to work as waitress in the hotel they were living in. But he didn't care! Sakura was Sakura and that was all he cared about. He didn't care if her family had to scrape any bit of cash they could to survive, that she had lost her father, that her brother sometimes scared him…
He shook his head to get the thoughts out of his head. All he wanted to do was see Sakura again. He would die if he found out she moved on. Mostly because he hadn't.
He looked around the airport. It still looked the same as it did when he was seventeen. Back when he and his family had walked off that plane and entered the country for the first time.
He thought back to the time he first met her. The most beautiful and talented young woman he had ever met. The way she had take abuse from people and not say a word. How he had made her pay for something he broke because she was too proud to take his money.
Flash Back
"Nalanie, can't you just leave me alone for a few minutes?" he asked as he stood up and swung his arm back. What he didn't know was that the waitress was coming up behind him with the drinks they had asked for earlier and when he swung back he knocked the tray right out of her hands making the dishes all fall off the tray and shatter on the pavement.
"Oh my god! I'm sorry! I didn't no you were there." He said trying to help her clean it up and make sure she didn't cut herself.
"You stupid girl! Look at what you did! Clean this up and get us some new drinks!" Nalanie screamed.
The poor girl did nothing but nod her head and pick it up. Syaoran tried to say he was sorry again but she did nothing but give him a dirty look as she walked away carrying the broken glasses on her tray.
After that little fiasco, they all settled down. "Li," Shawn started, "why did you say sorry to that girl?"
Syaoran looked at them like they were crazy and said like it was the most obvious thing in the world "Well it was my fault…"
After he said this they started laughing saying how it couldn't be his fault and that it was just the stupid waitress. This got Syaoran mad. They were saying such rude things about that girl and he didn't like it. He had to go and apologize to her again. So he made up an excuse. "Well I'll umm… be right back… I forgot something up in my room." And he got up to leave.
"Do you need me to come with you?" Nalanie asked him.
"No don't bother, I'll be right back I said." And he started to head off after the waitress who he could see weaving through the crowds.
"Well ok then, but you better come right back." Nalanie said as she walked up and kissed him softly on the lips and he kissed her back. But he didn't deepen it and hurried off after the young girl who he really wanted to apologize to.
The young teenage girl walked into the kitchen and dumped all her broken dishes into to garbage can. Then her boss came up behind her and when she turned around he spoke in a demanding voice "tu vas a pagar esos." (You're paying for those)
The girl was so angry that she had to argue with her because didn't want to spend her hard earned money on a bunch of dishes and said in a quiet angry voice "era' for 'fue." (But it wasn't my fault)
Her boss sneered at her and just plainly said "no me importa." (I don't care) and he waked away when someone came to the counter. She just turned around and started filling up new glasses for the drinks that broke earlier 'and now I'm stuck paying for them' she thought bitterly. She then heard an all to familiar male voice talking to her boss. It was the man that made her drop the glasses.
"Yes my good sir, what can I do for you?" her boss asked politely. 'Hah, he wasn't being polite a minute ago' she thought to herself.
"Yes I was just wondering if there was something I could do to replace the dishes I broke." Syaoran told the man.
'Oh my god! Who does this guy thinks he is going around asking that? No one ever comes and asks to replace the dishes they broke.' She thought again. Man this guy made her mind wonder.
"Oh no sir it is okay. The dishes are already taken care of." Her boss told him.
'Yeah' she thought 'By me'.
"Are you sure?" he asked again.
"Yes sir go back and enjoy your time and don't worry about the dishes. It is no big deal."
"Well… all right then" her boss nodded and left to return to work. But the guy saw her and came over to her and tapped her on the shoulder making her turn around. She looked at him and watched as he tried to speak Spanish to her. "Yo. ...arrepentido" (I….sorry) he tried to say. After listening to him she just rolled her eyes and continued what she was doing. She almost snorted at his attempts to speak Spanish to her thinking that that was what she only understood. She realized she should help him out so she spoke to him in his language.
"Please, don't bother. I know how to speak your language." She told him in a monotone voice.
He looked at her with wide eyes "You know how to speak my language?" he asked completely confused.
"Of course, I'm not stupid. I work around these people everyday and you think I can't understand them? Please I can speak perfect English." She told him in a sarcastic voice.
"Sorry…" he trailed off then remembered the matter at hand and spoke to her. "I'll give you the money for the dishes." He spoke kindly.
She snorted and turned to look at him and said in a tight voice "I don't want your charity."
He looked at her shocked and said "But it's not charity. I feel bad for breaking them and you taking the blame."
"Oh please like I believe that." She said with a sharp laugh. "Look I may have to struggle for money, but I'm not pathetic! I don't need you to pay for me!"
"Fine! Okay you don't have to yell. I'm sorry if I offended you." He said quietly.
"Okay then. You're forgiven." She said and then loaded the drinks on to her tray again. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go back to work Mister?"
"Li. Syaoran Li." Syaoran told her and she nodded. As she was walking away he asked her "Wait what's your name?" He didn't know why, but for some reason he was really attracted to her and wanted so badly to know her name.
Over her shoulder she called out to him "Sakura Kinomoto."
Syaoran smiled and whispered to himself "Sakura Kinomoto."
End of Flash Back
That was the day he met her. She had intrigued him that day when she refused his money. He thought she would have jumped at the chance of getting money from him, but she had proved him wrong. Since their second meeting, he knew he was falling in love with her…
Flash Back
The music had a good beat and when he looked into the square he saw people dancing. But it wasn't just people dancing he saw, he saw her, Sakura…
There she was, dancing with people around her. They all seemed to know each other. The children, the teenagers, and the adults. They were all having a good time. He could hear them all laughing as they jumped, flipped, and twirled. And he found himself staring at Sakura's smile. Her smile was beautiful and as he saw her laughing he couldn't help but think her laugh was melodic. As he watched the way they all danced he saw that unlike when all his friends and other people from his hometown danced, these Cubans actually looked like they were feeling the music. He thought that was just plain amazing. And then she saw him. She stopped what she was doing and walked over to him. Every once in a while bobbing her head to the music that was being played by what he saw was some men. They mostly just played some drums and a couple of people playing guitars and maracas. 'A very good beat' was what he thought listening to them.
"What's a guy like you doing in a place like this huh?" she asked him. Her happy smile not leaving her face. Today she was wearing a tank top that was black and was decorated with pink cherry blossoms and black capris.
He smiled and said "Oh I kinda sorta missed the bus." He said it really sheepishly while rubbing the back of back of his head with his hand.
She laughed and looked at him and just plainly asked "Are you serious?"
"Yup. Pretty dumb eh?"
"Well a little, but I've heard worse things." She said with a giggle.
He couldn't resist himself and told her "You're a really good dancer."
She blushed at his compliment and said the only thing she could think of "Thank you. But it's no big deal, it's only for fun."
"You're way to modest." Syaoran grinned at her.
"Well there are lots here better then me. But hey since when did you start having an interest in Cuban music?" she asked him trying to change the subject.
"Well it has a pretty good beat…" he started to trail off.
"Well dancing is something that we all love to do, but you know, you should start trying to get home before your family worries since you 'missed' the bus." Sakura told him giggling.
"Yeah, you're probably right." Syaoran started to think about what he would have to tell his mother. His father probably wouldn't be too worried. As he always said "Li men don't get hurt by those lower than themselves" and Syaoran figured he thought that the Cubans here would count as lowly to his father.
"Come on I'll walk with you." Sakura offered. "You probably will get lost."
"No, that's not necessary." Syaoran told her. "I'll be fine on my own, I don't need you to show me where to go."
"Oh please! You're just like my brother! What is it with guys and their 'I don't need help from anyone' nature? I mean honestly, is it so bad to get help from a female?" Sakura said annoyed at how guys acted.
"No, it's not that. I just think I can find my own way." Syaoran tried to reassure her since she seemed pretty ticked off at him right now. But as soon as he said that her pissed off face turned to a sarcastic looking one. She than said:
"Oh yeah, you'll find your way. In like what? Days? Weeks? Months? Years?" she asked him and then reached out and took his hand and leaded him out of the town square. As she was doing this she continued to speak to him. "It's a much bigger place than you think. It's very easy to get lost. Come on! Follow me!" and she dragged him away.
They then started to walk down the streets that were crowed with people. All was quiet until Syaoran spoke up. "I've never seen dancing like that before. It's very…" and he started to trail off thinking of a word.
Sakura looked at him and giggled. "Is it, as you would say in your language, cool?"
"Yeah." Syaoran nodded his head agreeing with her. "It's very cool."
"Heh, you didn't even see the best dancers there and you already love it. What you should do is go to the Underground. It's a Cuban club. The best dancers will be there on Saturday." She told him and turned her head to him smiling.
"That sounds cool. But on Saturday I got invited to this country club thing. My friends won't let me miss it." He told her with disappointment in his voice.
"Wow." Sakura smiled at him. "Already, they must really like you there."
"I guess." He said. "But I don't really care." He shrugged.
"Well… If you don't want to go to that country-whatever it's called, then go to it for a couple of hours and then come and I'll meet you in the Underground. It's not that hard to find." Sakura suggested.
"Hmm… I guess that could work." He thought about it. "Okay, I'll meet you there on Saturday."
She smiled and said happily "Great! Than it's a date!"
"Oh, so we're dating now eh?" he asked her smirking his famous smirk.
"I didn't mean it literally idiot. And besides, there is no way would we ever date each other." She told him and crossed her arms closing her eyes.
Syaoran didn't know why. But what she said really hurt him. But he kept an emotionless face so she wouldn't be able to tell.
They then walked by some men playing instruments and singing songs in Spanish. They stopped on the street to listen. Syaoran heard Sakura quietly singing along with them.
All of a sudden Sakura heard horses hooves thumping on the ground and screams of people in a distance. She turned to Syaoran, grabbed his arm, and whispered, "We have to get off the road." She then started pulling him along.
While she was pulling him, Syaoran was confused and asked "Why? What's wrong?"
"You don't know what they're singing." She whispered. He was confused at first, but then he got his answer. Men dressed in police uniforms were coming riding in carriages being pulled by horses. They were being lead by a police car. But the thing that freaked people out the most was that they had guns. He then heard Sakura whisper, "Go that way! You don't know what they'll do if they catch you!" and pushed him in the direction she told him to earlier.
He started running and when he looked back he saw one of the men had grabbed Sakura and was tugging her along. He was about to run back and help her when she screamed at him "Just run Li!" and he watched as she slipped out of his hold and turned around to face him and kneed him in his special spot. When he dabbled over in pain she ran back to Syaoran and just plainly said, "Happens all the time."
Syaoran looked at her shocked and asked "And you're fine with it?"
She just shrugged while they kept running "I'm used to it. And besides, there's nothing I can do. They do it to everyone, not just me."
End of Flash Back
That was the day he realized how strong she really was. Then along the way… he had fallen head over heels for her. To him, she was perfect. And right now wasn't the time to be reminiscing the past. He had to find her! He just hoped she still lived where she used too…
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Sakura was sitting at home. She still lived where she used to. She still took care of her family. Touya lived at home too. Mostly to take care of his son, Miguel. Her mother was getting older and couldn't take care of things like she used to. And it didn't help that she had a little something that she needed help with as well.
"Mamá!" a little boy cried as he came running over to her. The boy was a mix of Chinese and Cuban. He had light auburn hair that was very unruly and amber eyes.
'Just like his father…' she found herself thinking absently. She shook her head trying to get rid of her thoughts of Syaoran. She missed him and was never able to get over him or forget him. How could she when she had a permanent reminder of him?
It had happened the night of the revolution when they had made love. She hadn't known until after he had left and had no way of contacting him. How could she get a hold of him when he was all the way in Hong Kong? She was still in love with him even after all these years.
"Yes Alvaro?" she asked her little boy smiling. She had called him Alvaro meaning just or wise. She had always liked the name and was happy when she had a son to name it that.
"There's a man at the door… He's really tall…" the naïve four year old spoke.
"Okay, I'll go and see what he wants," she ruffled his hair and stood up to walk over to the door.
When she opened the door nothing could have stopped her from being as surprised, as she was to see who was standing there. "Sy-Syaoran?" she stuttered in an unsure voice. She hoped it was him. She wouldn't know what to do if it was someone who looked like him.
"Yeah Sakura," he spoke in the voice that she hadn't heard in ages. "It's me."
She couldn't stop herself from lunging at him and giving him a long passionate kiss. All the years of separation was coming out. Syaoran seemed to have felt the same and wrapped is arms around her waist pulling her closer to him, as if trying reassuring himself that she was really there. Sakura wrapped her arms around his neck as the kiss deepened. After awhile they separated for air.
"It really is you," she whispered as tears came to her eyes. "What are you doing back here?"
"I wanted to see you again." Was his simple reply.
"And you couldn't have done that earlier?"
"I wasn't sure if I would be accepted here. I thought they wouldn't let anyone cross the borders after the revolution and just recently I found out they were taking tourists." He explained.
She nodded her head in understanding. "We have a son..." she whispered.
"What?" he asked her with wide eyes.
"It happened the night of the revolution. I had know way of letting you know…" she said really quietly.
"That's great! You are the only one I would ever want to have children with!" he said with a large smile on his face. Oh how she missed his smile.
"His names Alvaro."
"That's a great name," he told her while pulling her into a hug a placing his chin on top of her head. "I want you to come back to Hong Kong with me…"
"But… what about Alvaro, my mother, Touya, abuelito, Miguel, Maria…" she trailed off saying all the people who mattered most to her.
"I know okay? I know. We can take them with us, I mean nothing has really changed here has it?" he asked her.
"No, not really, but this is my home, Alvaro was born here, I was born here."
"But doesn't he deserve to see the rest of his family?" Syaoran asked.
Sakura sighed. She knew he was right, Alvaro deserved to know the rest of his family and his father. "You're right…"
"Sakura, we can take them with us. I can afford to bring them with us."
"We'd have to ask them first," Syaoran nodded when she said that in agreement. "But they did always like you. So they'll probably agree."
"Really? They liked me?" Syaoran asked surprised. Her mother always seemed to be really quiet and her brother didn't seem like he trusted anyone.
"Yeah they did," Sakura told him smiling. She then looked at him and started dragging him inside the house, "Now come and meet your son."
Later, they had asked Sakura's family about leaving to Hong Kong and all had agreed. Alvaro was ecstatic to finally meet his father and Syaoran's family were happy to know that they had a new addition to their family when they arrived into the city.
Syaoran and Sakura had eventually gotten married. When they were finally together again they had realized that on Syaoran's last night in Havana, they were right. It wasn't their last dance…
The End (for real this time)
A/N Well here is the epilogue! I hope you all liked it and are happy that they are really together now! Also check out my new story called I Thought he was Perfect. I decided against the one I put up in the last chapter and changed it into a murder mystery love story! It's basically about Sakura being married (not to Syaoran) and thinks that he is perfect. But then later finds out that he's not. She sends him away to prison and he vows revenge on her. Syaoran is a PI that was working on the case and when her husband breaks out of prison he tries to help her catch him and protect her. But will they ever end up together if her husband has anything to say about it? Well you'll have to check it out if you haven't already. There's only one chapter out so far. Anyway Read & Review! Ciao!
