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Chapter Eighteen: Worries

I sat, like a shell, in my desk that school day, anything and everything rushing through my mind.

Mostly, that Syaoran was leaving. If not at Christmas, then after school was over…but he was leaving.

Sure, we were in grade twelve, I knew that we'd all go our separate ways after we graduated…but still. I knew that Eriol and Tomoyo were staying in Tamoeda with me, going to the college in the city…but what about Syaoran and Meilin? Would they return to Hong Kong?

I hadn't thought about that.

I hadn't even asked Syaoran what he was planning to do after high school. That night, all we'd talked about was our past, not our future. Sure, we'd talked about the future a bit…but not where we'd be.

I loved Syaoran, and I didn't want to let him go…but if he was going back to Hong Kong to go to college or something…then I wouldn't stop him.

Damn. Oh what a tangled web we weave. Sure, if he were staying until the school year was over, I had a good few months left with him…but still. I wanted more than just a few months.

I quickly pulled out my cell phone, without the teacher noticing of course, and text messaged Meilin.

CherryB: when r u 2 leavin?

I waited nervously for her reply, Syaoran sitting not far from me in the class, listening attentively, as I should have been doing.

My phone vibrated with a message.

ChinaRae: y?

I sighed.

CherryB: just TELL me Meilin!

ChinaRae: X-mas we go bak 4 a while. But we come bak after2 finish the year. Y?

So they were leaving at Christmas, but they were coming back. This was a good thing…somewhat.

CherryB: I'll tell u lunch

XxXxX

"Spill, Sakura." Meilin growled, pulling me into a corner of the cafeteria, her ruby eyes fierce.

"Spill…what, exactly?" I asked, genuinely not understanding.

"You know what I mean, Kinomoto." Meilin growled, her hand gripping my arm tightly. "What was that all about this morning? With the text messaging?"

"Oh, that." I smile sheepishly. "I just wanted to know when you and Syaoran were leaving."

"We're leaving in a few days, actually." Meilin said.

I gaped at her. "What? A few days? I thought you were leaving at Christmas! There's still classes that you'll miss!"

"And we'll take them back in Hong Kong." Meilin said. "But Yelan wants Syaoran back now. Don't worry, we're coming back after winter break."

"But…that's, like…two months away!"

Meilin smirked, letting go of my arm.

Then she walked past me, saying something over her shoulder, something that I barely caught.

"Then you'd better tell Syaoran before it's too late."

I stared blankly at her as she walked away, over to the table where Eriol, Tomoyo and Syaoran were sitting, chatting idly about something.

She knew…sure I had practically admitted it the night of the pillow fight…but still. If Meilin knew…did that mean that Eriol and Tomoyo knew?

Did Syaoran know?

Oh God.

I sighed and walked towards the exit, I had to think. As I passed by their table, I heard Tomoyo asking Meilin and Syaoran something about colleges, but I ignored it.

They were, most likely, going to a college in Hong Kong.

I walked out of the school, into the courtyard, enjoying the feeling of the cold wind against my skin.

What would I do when Syaoran was gone? I knew I'd have to move on but…would I be able to?

Doubt it.

I sighed, wrapping my arms around myself, looking sadly out at the graying sky. It was going to rain, maybe even snow, at any moment.

"Sakura?" a familiar voice said from behind me.

I didn't even bother to turn. I knew who it was.

"What are you doing out here?" Syaoran asked, stepping in front of me, seeing as I refused to turn around to face him. "Aren't you cold? Tomoyo was looking for you."

"I'm not cold." I said, feeling the icy wind rush through me.

Okay, maybe I was a little bit frozen.

Why not tell him now? I mean, Meilin had said…tell him before it's too late. He was leaving in a few days…so "too late" was coming up rather quickly.

Even though he was, of course, coming back after Christmas.

But a lot could happen over the two months that he'd be gone…so who knew where we'd be when he got back?

"Sakura?" Syaoran said. "Aren't you going to answer me?"

I looked up at him, confused. "Oh, sorry. What did you say?"

"I asked what you were doing out here?" Syaoran smirked.

"Oh, nothing." I said, my eyes drifting away from him, around the courtyard, which was deserted.

"What's wrong Sakura?" Syaoran asked, his eyes clouding with something…something almost like…worry.

I looked back at him and smiled faintly. "Nothing's wrong Syaoran."

Wow, could I sound any more fake?

Apparently not.

"You're lying Sakura." Syaoran growled. "Tell me. I think I know you well enough now to be able to tell when something's wrong."

Awe, that was so touching. Too bad.

I wasn't going to tell him…not yet, anyway. Maybe, while he was gone, I'd get over him. Maybe this was just a crush.

A really, really big crush that, whenever I looked at him, I felt my heart melt inside my chest.

I couldn't tell him…I mean…what if he didn't fell the same? What if he was just all "Uh…I just kissed you because…well, I'm a guy.

That would crush me.

And then I'd kill him.

"Nothing's wrong, okay? I'm just thinking."

"About what?"

God he was persistent!

I sighed and looked up at the sky. "The Christmas holidays."

"Really." Syaoran said tonelessly. "You were thinking about the holidays…while looking as if you were going to cry?"

I felt my cheeks flash, which was somewhat of a relief seeing as the rest of my body was frozen, that showed that I still had warm blood moving through me. "I-I wasn't going to c-cry!" I stammered, feelings my face turn ever redder as a smirk crossed the Chinese boy's face.

I wanted to slap that smirk away…or kiss it. Either would satisfy me.

"You're lying Kinomoto." Syaoran smirked.

"Why you little-" I growled, but was cut off when Syaoran pressed his lips against mine.

It was just a short kiss, short and sweet, but it was enough to warm me right up.

He pulled away, the smirk still evident on his face. "Come inside Sakura, you're frozen."

I frowned. If he thought that he could tell me what to do just because he kissed me, he had another thing coming.

Then, another cold blast of wind rushed through the courtyard and a shiver ran through me.

"Fine." I sighed, turning and walking from him, into the heated-school.

God bless whoever came up with heaters.

Three Days Later…

"Dad are you insane?" Touya all but shouted, following after my father around the kitchen, his eyes angry.

"No, I am perfectly sane, Touya, thank you." my dad smirked. "Calm yourself."

"You're asking me to calm myself?" Touya growled. "In case you've forgotten that Chinese gaki lives only a few blocks away, that same yaro who Sakura snuck out to see."

"I haven't forgotten Touya." dad frowned, shooting me a sour look.

I may as well clue you in to what was happening.

I was sitting at the table in the dining room, just minding my own business, finishing up a bit of homework, when Touya and my dad stormed in, Touya shouting his head off.

About what, you may ask?

Well, my dad was leaving town for three days for a big meeting in Tokyo, and Touya would be gone for those three days also, going to Yokohama with Yukito for a look at some of the college buildings there.

And me? Yeah, I got the house all to myself.

If, of course, Touya shut up.

Which, most likely, he wouldn't, not until he got his way.

"You're trusting her then?" Touya gaped at my dad. "To be here, alone, while that-that kid is not far away."

It was amazing how they could talk about me while I was sitting right there.

"Sakura will be good, won't you Sakura?" my dad asked.

I nodded, wishing I had a halo or something to put over my head. "Of course, you can trust me."

My dad smiled and turned to Touya. "See"

"You believe her?" Touya gaped at the man, his eyes wide in disbelief.

"Why not?" my dad shrugged. "Give it a chance, Touya."

"Not with that raging hormone living a few blocks away." Touya grumbled.

"Oh come on Touya," I snapped. "Syaoran's not a bad guy, right dad?"

My dad nodded approvingly. "Yes, he is a very respectable boy."

I smirked, triumphant.

Syaoran, Meilin, Tomoyo and Eriol had all come over after school that day, just to hang out and watch movies, and my dad had, finally, met Syaoran and Meilin.

"It's been decided, Touya." my dad snapped. "Sakura can take care of the house for three days. I cant take her with me and you can't miss this trip."

"Want a bet?" Touya challenged.

"Touya." my dad said darkly. "I will not have you ruin this opportunity just because you're too paranoid to leave your sister alone."

I smiled. Dad had so won that one.

Touya, realizing his defeat, sighed and turned to me. "If I hear that yaro got one inches near this house-"

"He won't Touya." I said flatly. "Syaoran and Meilin leave tomorrow for Hong Kong, anyway. They won't be back for two months."

Touya's face lit up, obvious joy lighting his eyes. Even though he'd lost the battle with my dad, he'd won the war when it came to Syaoran.

"Yes!" he smirked.

I rolled my eyes. As happy as Touya was about Syaoran's departure, I was not.

It had been three days since the little incident in the courtyard…and I still hadn't told him.

I didn't know if I ever would.

Oh well, I guess I still had one day left.

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