November 11, 2005 -- Hotaru -- Characters (C) CLAMP -- One shot x7.
I ran out of inspiration for awhile.
When I was feeling down hearted,I took advantage of the situation and come up with this.
This wasn't how it was supposed to work.
He fully knew what would result; Sakura never remembering him.
She was to gain lack of the past shared between them.
He thought reality had embedded itself securely into his head, but he guessed wrong.
Again.
He thought that, maybe, Sakura would be fine.
Maybe there was a chance she would say his name like she used to.
But that time had long passed, and he was left in the dark.
His delicate ray of hope- ray of everything he stood, lived for- had been concealed within cement borders.
With no memory whatsoever of him.
His cherry blossom.
No, she was only been once his, and even then had never been.
Had he misinterpreted it, or had the feeling been returned to the slightest?
Yet nothing mattered now, what was done had been completed, and any hope of changing it had been swept away by Yuuko with a flimsy brush of an uncanny variety.
What would have happened if he had not accepted the requirements?
Would she be alive, or would she…
No, he had to have made that choice then. If he waited, she would slowly drift without the slightest hint of authorization.
At least this way she was with him.
And if it came the time, he would remember for her.
For as long as needed, each day he would caress and run over those memories, letting the feel of invigorating reassurance seduce his grief stricken features.
He would always remember.
For her.