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The End to A Fairytale

Syaoran groaned as Sakura pulled on his sleeve. He tried to stay as sturdy as he possibly could, but failed miserably when he started to lean forward and give into Sakura's brutal tugging and pulling. He guessed his right sleeve was wrinkled to the bone, and if he kept on walking the way he was, with Sakura pulling as hard as she good, there would be no more sleeve to pull on.

With a louder groan, he tore his arm out of Sakura's hands, and glared at her. He gave what sounded like a growl, and narrowed his eyes towards her. "I don't want to go to the bloody beach!" he screamed.

Sakura smiled innocently, as if she hadn't been dragging Syaoran's sorry butt to the beach for the past twenty minutes. "You say that now," Sakura said, with a mischievous smile plastered on her face. She walked towards him slowly, and cupped his face with both hands. Not in a loving way, but in an annoying way.

She pinched his cheeks, and made Syaoran mumble out a "noooo!" She giggled, and continued to treat him like a baby. "Is the little baby angry?" she teased, as she moved his with her hands on each side. Thankfully, she let go of Syaoran's cheeks, and hit him playfully on the arm. "Come on, Syaoran. The beach won't be so bad! Please, just come on!" Sakura pleaded.

Syaoran rolled his eyes, and trailed slowly behind her, letting her know full well that he did not want to be at the beach at this moment. He honestly just would've stayed at the cottage, and packed what was left in his drawer. That day was the very last day that they would sleep at the cottage, and they still needed to do lots of packing.

"I still don't know why we're here in the first place!" Syaoran hollered from behind her. Sakura waved the comment away, and continued to make her way towards the beach. If she was correct, it was only a few more minutes until they would reach the sandy shores.

"We're going to the beach to celebrate!" Sakura stated. "We finally made it through the past six months, and I definitely think we have the right to enjoy ourselves for the last day. No cleaning, no packing, no working. Just good, and plain old fun!"

Syaoran rolled his eyes at Sakura's childish behaviour. He kept his hands in his pockets, put on a frown, and kicked a pebbly. It was the perfect way to be acting if he wanted to ruin Sakura's happy mood. He thought that maybe if she was unhappy, they would head back to the cottage and pack what was left of their things. So they wouldn't have to stay the next afternoon. It was plain to see that he wanted out of the cottage - badly.

"We're here!" Sakura shrieked, pulling her skirt up as high as it could go, and began to run around on the beach.

There were big logs lying on the yellow sand, as if benches for people to sit on. Few children were out with their parents, but they definitely couldn't deny that there were still kids. The sun shone brightly down onto the people's heads and on the ocean. The crash of the waves against the rocks made a beautiful noise that both Sakura and the children loved. Even Syaoran couldn't deny that it was a beautiful sight. Almost as beautiful as the sight they had seen when first entering the village for the first time without any palace guards puppy guarding them.

Sakura ran past the screaming children, towards a secluded place on the beach with enough water and sunshine to never want to see either ever again. She dipped her toes into the cool water, and moaned in delight as she just stood there, ankle deep in the ocean, and head thrown back, taking in all the pleasure.

She felt a sudden movement in the water, and her head snapped forward. She looked from side to side, and noticed that no one was with her. But that was impossible, because she knew she felt someone enter the water. She walked forwards to find the someone or something that had moved. Suddenly realizing that there could've been a shark or something, Sakura turned around, ready to walk back to shore as fast as possible.

But what she intended to do was never fulfilled. The minute she turned around, she was staring straight into Syaoran's face. His amber eyes had a certain gleam in them, which Sakura knew was bad news. His smile was mysterious and alluring, as if trying to hide something from her. All of a sudden, the smile turning wider with every second, Syaoran took hold of both Sakura's shoulders, and pushed her into the cold water.

Sakura shrieked in surprise, and being smarter than your average girl, Sakura pulled him in with her, the two landing in a huge splash into the water. Underneath the surface, Sakura's hair was all around her, flowing and waving with the water. Syaoran's clothes rose up from his skin, not being the certain material that someone normally uses to go swimming. Gaping at her with his breath still held, he looked like a fish. Sakura giggled, well, kind of, and just barely stuck her tongue out at him.

Not able to take it anymore in the water, both rose up, shocked to find themselves in deep water. Sakura waved her arms around, keeping her head above the water. Syaoran also. They both began to laugh hysterically, water splashing with every movement they made.

"That was a mean little trick!" Sakura said.

Syaoran chuckled, and began to make his way out of the water. Suddenly, he felt a hand close in on his, and he turned around, with a questioning look on his face. "What are you doing?" he asked.

Sakura, realizing what she had done, automatically retracted her hand from Syaoran's, and blushed bright pink. Her gaze fell down towards the ocean, where she acted as if she was trying to look for something she lost while swimming. "Uh..." Sakura began, her eyes still boring a whole through the water. "I...Didn't want you to go,"

Syaoran raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

"Yeah," Sakura replied, reluctantly ripping her gaze off of the ocean to look into Syaoran's amber eyes.

They were silent for a moment, but Syaoran broke it. "Say, Sakura. Why do you like getting wet all the time? I mean...There was that one time where you got the flu, and it was all your fault - "

"Hey!" Sakura interrupted, offended by his words.

"It's true!" Syaoran continued, "Anyway, you got the flu, and it was all your fault because you ran outside in the bloody pouring rain! I mean, even the little kids weren't stupid enough to do it. And then there was just a few minutes ago. When I saw you soaking your toes into the water...And hey! Remember the time when we were six - "

"Okay, enough!" Sakura stated, as she swam her way back into shallow water. Syaoran followed suit, and waited for her answer there. "Well..." Sakura began, "Don't you think that being in the rain is so..." but she didn't continue. Instead, she looked away, and blushed once more.

"So what?" Syaoran persisted, now curious as to why she loved being wet so much.

"So..." Sakura dragged.

Syaoran made a face at her, a face the urged her to go on.

"Romantic!" She finally said.

Syaoran put on a confused face. "Romantic?" he said, in a puzzled tone. "How in the world is that romantic?"

"Well..." Sakura said, swimming back into deep water. "I read this fairytale once that hade to do with a woman, trying to decide whether or not she loved a certain man. To clear her mind, she ran out into the rain, and flung her arms out as far as they could go. By the time she walked back in a dry place, she was soaked in water, and she knew at that moment that she loved the man. From that moment on, whenever she felt angry or upset over him, she would dash out into the rain, and whenever she would be back in her home, she would remember why she loved him so much, and why she'd never leave him..."

"Wait a second..." Syaoran said, eyeing Sakura suspiciously. "My four sisters have read every fairytale there has ever been - "

"No they haven't!" Sakura interrupted.

"I'm exaggerating! Anyway, they've practically read every fairytale there is, and they talk about them so much that it makes me want to vomit...But, I've never heard them talk about that particular one...Are you sure it's a what you think?"

Sakura blushed again. "Oh...Okay, so I lied," she admitted. "But I really was telling the truth about the woman! I like to think of her as a character in a fairytale, because she was exactly what one needed to be. Beautiful, adventurous, and loveable."

"...And who might this woman may have been?" Syaoran asked suspiciously.

Sakura blushed again. "It...It's no one. I mean, you've heard about this woman so much over the past two months...I think you'll be annoyed if you find out who she is,"

"Since when did you care whether or not I was annoyed?"

Sakura smiled, and shrugged. Moving closer towards her, Syaoran looked at her, inspecting every part of her face. He noticed that when her skin was in the sun, she wouldn't get much of a tan. The eyes that he once thought were a foul swamp colour turned out to be a beautiful emerald kind. Her lips were pink and full, never without a smile.

"It was your mother, wasn't it?" he asked in a gentle voice. Without thinking, he reached up, and began to stroke her hair.

Caught by surprise, Sakura looked back up at him, with a questioning look on her face. "Yeah...It was,"

For some weird reason, Syaoran felt the sudden urge to grab Sakura's face and kiss her. To just kiss her without thinking anything, without thinking of the consequences after, to just...Be with her. He tried his best to fight the feeling, but eventually gave in. He went in for a kiss, and the last thing he saw before a huge wave crashed down on them, was Sakura, looking as shocked as ever.

The wave knocked the both of them harder than a usual wave would. They lost sight of each other, as they were crushed down towards the water, probably a good distance away from the other. Sakura kept on bobbing up and down, gasping for air when she could. Syaoran also, except whenever his head was out of the water, he would scream for Sakura, wondering if she was okay or not. Eventually, the wave brought them onto the shore, where they lay beside each other, heaving quite hard.

Sakura got up on her elbows, and looked over at Syaoran, who was also looking at her. Sakura's solemn, red face suddenly cracked a smile, and turned into a laughing, red face. Syaoran always thought that her laughter was contageous, and his theory was proven when he started laughing along with her.

"That was quite fun, no?" Sakura asked.

"Sure. Not the best time I've had, but it was pretty enjoyable!" Syaoran replied, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Sakura giggled, and before she knew it, her nose was buried in Syaoran's face, her lips enveloped in his, and her hands, tangled in his wet, chocolate brown hair.

The sun began to sink low into the clouds, giving off a beautiful pink colour to the sky. All that could be seen on the beach, was two people, kissing passionately, and the beautiful summer sun, sinking down low behind them...The perfect ending to a fairytale.

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