If Only I Could Make You Mine
The latest world was one very busy and packed with people. Tall buildings towered over the thousands of millions of people walking around the streets and sidewalks daily. It was truly amazing to a girl like Sakura, who couldn't recall ever being in such an overpopulated city such as this world.
"Gah-- HEY! Watch where you're going, jerk!" she heard Kurogane scream at a nameless person who had bumped him in the shoulder.
"Hehe, calm down, Kuro-chin, I doubt they meant it," Fai soothed, patting his partner on the shoulder.
Kurogane glared at Fai before lazily slinging his arm over the slender man's shoulder. "I told you not to call me that, Fai."
Sakura smiled at the cute exchange the couple had made, then went back to gazing in utter amazement at the crowded city. It one of the most amazing things she'd ever seen, the only thing she could think of that could match this was—
Syaoran…
She glanced shyly back at the quiet man walking behind Fai and Kurogane, Mokona perched on his ever messy matt of brown hair. The white, rabbit looking creature was chattering away while Syaoran politely listened, giving a chuckle every now and then. Sakura stared awhile at him until she felt a soft body run into her back. She jumped and looked behind her to find Fai smiling down at her. "What are you staring at, Sakura-chan? It must be something wonderful for it to stop you in your tracks," he winked at her, causing her to blush in total embarrassment.
"N-nothing, Fai-san! Nothing at all…"
He was looking at her now, ignoring Mokona. "Is something the matter, Sakura?"
She turned around hastily, squeezing her eyes shut. "Nothing, Syaoran-kun…"
He'll never see me… not like I see him…
The thought tore at her heartstrings painfully, but she gulped down the knot forming in her throat and continued forward.
The group walked on a little further before deciding to sleep until continuing the search for Sakura's feathers tomorrow. They found a small motel type place on the edge of the commotion and paid for a room with what little money they had.
"The room has two beds, so Kuro-chin and I will take a bed and you two may share the other if you like," Fai offered kindly to Sakura and Syaoran as they headed up to their room.
Both Sakura and Syaoran turned a bright red, but Syaoran was the first to speak.
"I think I'll just sleep on the floor, Sakura can take the bed for herself." He gave her a wane, distant smile and turned his back on her to walk into the room.
Sakura, fairly speechless by how easily he had brushed her off, looked down at her feet, heartbroken.
Oh Syaoran…
She sat down on her bed she would be sharing alone and watched as Syaoran spread his bedroll out near the foot of both beds. She watched as the distant sun of this world slowly began to set behind the apparent mountains. Did the people of this world call them such? It didn't matter.
She saw him from the corner of her eye staring at her, but when she turned his way, he had his back to her, organizing his things. It must've been her imagination.
Closing her eyes, she imagined Syaoran drawing her into the warm embrace that he offered her so rarely. What was she doing to drive him away? What was she doing wrong?
If only I could make you mine….
She often repeated that single phrase to herself at night, when she felt alone and thought of Syaoran.
If only I could make you mine, I'd show wonders you'd never even dream of seeing…
She changed into her night clothes with the cover of the window curtains and climbed into bed; it was getting late.
If only I could make you mine, I'd make you feel emotions you never thought you had…
She stared at him for another moment, then got out of bed once more and walked over to Syaoran, who was preparing to climb into his bedroll. "Good night, Syaoran-kun." He looked up and smiled at her, "Good night, Sakura."
She hesitated at first, but built up her courage and bent down and kissed him on the corner of his mouth. She felt him tense and pulled away quickly. "S-sorry…" she turned around quickly and climbed back into bed, back facing Syaoran. She didn't have the heart to face him right then…
Would she ever have the heart again?
If only I could make you mine, I'd love you like no other has before…
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, and she pretended not to hear Fai and Kurogane emerge from the bathroom, bathed and happy. She couldn't bear to hear and see them so content, while she ached inside with the love she felt for a man that didn't see her. That never saw her. That never would see her…
If only I could make you mine…
If only…
If only…