Titel: Trust

Summary: Sakura likes Syaoran, but convinced herself of the opposite, when she figures out, he doesn't trust her at all. While capturing the cards, and living her hard life, Syaoran has to seek the truth behind all the mess. SS ET R&R

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Chapter Eight

Deciding Is Sooo Hard

Only two years had to pass them. Just two, simple, short years… What's two years? A long time… that's what it is!

Syaoran and Sakura were both finishing school, still in Tomoeda, with all their friends supporting them. Tomoyo constantly tried to bring the couple together, but to no extra avail. They already spent a lot of time together, just acting like normal couples do. They went to the movies and restaurants, they studied together and Sakura even made Syaoran to shop together.

Touya tried desperately to break them up, as Yukito tried to hold Touya back and give Sakura and Syaoran a chance. Yukito was fully on Sakura's side, much to Touya's annoyance.

Meilin had cooled down a bit. She didn't really regret that Sakura was the one that got Syaoran. After all, as Yelen had said, she did sort of expected this to happen. So she just helped Tomoyo to help her 'create' all those kawaii scenes.

And as we speak of Yelen, she returned to her home in Hong Kong, expecting to see her son and daughter-in-law to visit anytime soon. Xiao-sen came with her, of course, anxious to tell the other elders the great news about the Card mistress and the Clowcards.

So now, all that had to happen, was the ending of the two years waiting period.

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When the first vacation starts, Syaoran and Sakura are on their plane to Hong Kong, to visit his parents. Syaoran was pretty nervous.

Firstly, he knew that his four sisters, wouldn't leave Sakura alone for the first few hours, and he knew how irritating that could be.

Secondly, his mother always acted different, you could never know how she would react on any unforeseen events. She could be kind, or queen like, or sometimes just a total bitch.

And thirdly, he didn't live in just a house… It was more like a castle. He knew Sakura wasn't used to that, and he wondered how she would take it, knowing that if she did marry him, she would spent a lot of time there.

He was really nervous indeed, because he didn't know if Sakura would want to stay with him, once she got to his home and met everyone.

Sakura, on the other hand, wasn't nervous at all, until she noticed that Syaoran was. She started wondering why he was nervous, and if she should be nervous as well, which actually made her nervous.

But when they arrived at Hong Kong airport, nothing out of the extraordinary happened. A tall man with gray hair and glasses awaited them, and greeted Syaoran with: 'Good afternoon, Master Li.'

'Hello, Wei.' Syaoran said in return, as Wei bowed a bit. He took Sakura's hand, and introduced her. 'Sakura, this is Wei, our faithful butler, Wei, this is Kinomoto Sakura, my… fiancé.' He blushed a bit, but Wei took her hand and smiled kindly. 'It's good to meet you, Miss Kinomoto.'

Sakura smiled back. 'It's nice to meet you to, Wei-san, but please call me Sakura.' Wei nodded and led them to the car which would take them to the Li-residence.

After a long drive, the car pulled up at the biggest house/mansion/castle, Sakura had ever seen. 'Welcome home, Master Li, Sakura-san.' Wei pronounced and Sakura gulped. She already had ideas in her head of getting lost on just one of the four floors. Syaoran took her hand, and led her to the front door, where Yelen was already waiting. She smiled and kissed them both on their cheeks, as she led the way inside.

Sakura was still admiring the house, as she heard loud squeals. She spun around, just in time to see four, quite identical women, who practically jumped all over her. She was introduced to the four people, in a swirl of hugs and kisses, and mostly squeals, sounding a lot like 'Kawaii!' but she forgot the names, as soon as she heard them.

She was saved by a loud 'Fanren! Feimei! Fuutie! Shiefa!' and the girls let go of Sakura who was quite dizzy. She saw Syaoran glare at the girls, who were obviously thinking about hugging him in the same way as they did with her, but eventually, fearing his glare just a little bit, they simply hugged Syaoran all once.

Syaoran stood beside Sakura, and introduced them – properly this time. 'The one with the shortest hair is Fanren, half long hair, is Shiefa, long hair and earrings are Feimei and Fuutie. It's really hard to keep the last two apart. Sisters, this is Kinomoto Sakura.' Sakura waved shyly, as she was desperately trying to remember the names.

After the introductions, Syaoran showed her around, with special attention to the garden, which he obviously liked best. When they came to her room, next to the room where Syaoran slept, she gaped at all the beauty. She didn't really feel comfortable with all this wealth around her.

The day went by, and as Sakura was in her room, she made herself ready for the night. But once lying on the soft bed and under the thick covers, she couldn't find sleep. She tossed and turned, but it didn't work, and with a final sigh, she got up again, pacing in the room.

Will Syaoran still be awake? Would he…would he mind if I go to him?

While she wondered that, she went to his room, and listened to the door. Hearing nothing and seeing no light, she was about to go back, when she suddenly heard the creepy sound of the wind blowing through the house. She knew it was the wind, but it sounded so eerie, that was scared nonetheless.

So… she opened the door and entered Syaoran's room. It was dark, but she could still see his bed, and his form lying under the covers. She stood beside him, wondering what to do now, when one sleepy eye opened and spotted her. A matching sleepy voice asked softly: 'Sakura, what are you doing here? I thought you were already sleeping…'

'Eh.. I..' she stuttered. Would he be mad that she came in? But then she shrugged and blurted it out. 'I can't sleep! The bed is to soft, and there are to much blankets, and the room is so empty and I'm scared of the wind!' Her eyes were tightly shut, as she awaited his answer. But instead she heard a chuckle. Opening an eye, Syaoran motioned her to come over.

'You can sleep here, if you want. It's the same as in your room, but at least your not alone here.'

Sakura blushed bright red, but luckily for her, it was to dark for him to see. She slowly sat on the bed beside him, a bit far away, and lay down, her head on one of the many pillows. She was tensed and a bit scared, as she felt him move beside her.

'You're scared.' He accused her. 'Well don't worry, I wont do anything. See? I will sleep at the other end of the bed.' Although he said it casually, with a hint of a joke, she could hear he was hurt.

Sakura immediately felt sorry. What am I scared of? She wondered. It was bound to happen someday…

She moved all the way to the other end of the bed, and kissed him softly in the neck. 'I know you wont do anything. I trust you. It's just… this is the first time that I'm in your bed, I'm supposed to be a bit scared, I think. I… I.. I didn't know if you would want me in your bed…' She whispered the last part.

Syaoran turned around to face her, and brought one of her hands to his lips. 'Why would I mind having you in my bed?' He whispered as he gave a little kiss on her fingers. 'Just because I love you?' His kisses trailed up her arm, to her neck, and she giggled as she let him hold her. When he stopped, he gave her one lingering kiss on her lips before whispering goodnight. She cradled herself in his arms and whispered back, while a small part of her mind silently whished that he had continued.

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A few months later, Sakura sat in her room, behind her desk, as Syaoran sat on her bed, both doing homework. It had piled up, because of the many more fun things that existed, so they hardly did any homework at all. They were silent, concentrating on their work, but enjoying each others company as well. She sat in a different position every few minutes, because she was at her time of the month, which always made her feel uneasy.

Since they got together, Touya had, not exactly willingly, allowed that her friends came over, and that Sakura went to her friends, after school. So now Syaoran came often over, just to be with Sakura, and of course… to annoy Touya with his presence.

Nothing special had happened between them, no nightly events or special dates. They both knew Touya would start an enormous fight if he would find out, so they just didn't even spoke of doing 'things like that'. Although they did share the same bed when they where in Hong Kong.

Sakura was reading one of her school books, which was actually interesting to read. But as soon as the chapter ended, her thoughts drifted elsewhere. To be precisely… it drifted to a certain person, sitting on her bed.

She had to admit, she really, really liked him, and just hoped that everything would stay the same at the end of the "waiting period". As it seemed now, everything was going okay. Of course, they already had their fights, fits about the smallest things. But luckily, they always made peace, most of the times before the end of the day.

She really hated it if she was going to bed after one of those fights, without making up. Silly fights… she thought, a frown appearing on her face.

'Syaoran?'

'Hmm…' came his reply, as he tried to find a way between listening to her and doing his homework.

'Why do we always fights?'

Without thinking, Syaoran answered, mumbling. 'Couples are supposed to have fights.'

The frown on her face deepened, but Syaoran didn't notice, as Sakura turned around in her chair. 'What? What do you mean to say with that?' Her voice became a bit higher, which made Syaoran head snap up, fearing another fight. Not that he really bothered those fights, as long as is was peaceful at the end of the day.

'It's nothing big, Sakura. Couples are supposed to fight. No couple can possibly agree on every little thing.' He saw her face frowning. 'Besides, wouldn't it be boring if we agreed on everything?' A small smile was plastered on his face at the last sentence, but he was not exactly joking.

'B-but…'Sakura stuttered. 'Do we have to fight so much? I don't like those fights!'

Syaoran sighed, as he motioned Sakura to come over to the bed, where she sat on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her waist, as she rested her head on his shoulder. 'I know, and I don't like those fights either. All we can do about it, is understand each other a bit better.'

'Aren't couples supposed to understand each other? Weird couple we are…'

Syaoran sniggered at that. 'But I understand you, Sakura… just not at every front. Like why you always seek for a fight at your time of the month.'

Sakura snorted, lifting her head up, to look in his eyes. 'I do not! You're the one that always gets in a fight with Touya to ruin the mood!' She snapped, but then quickly closed her mouth. Guiltily looking down, she whispered: 'I'm sorry… I guess really am a bit cranky at this time of the month.'

While Sakura looked down, Syaoran smiled. 'It's okay. And I am sorry for always fighting with Touya. I fight to often with him, but we, my dear, are not fighting that much.'

A small smile appeared on her face. 'I know, only once a month.'

They laughed at that, their little argument already solved. Syaoran kissed her lips softly, but pulled back soon. 'I think you are not ready with your homework yet.' He said, a bit regrettable, pointing at the large pile of books, that was their homework.

xxxxx

The end of the two years was nearing, and Syaoran was nervous, while fidgeting with his thumbs. He sat on the couch in Tomoyo's bedroom, while she was putting in ideas to surprise Sakura.

When he had entered her room, he immediately noticed that there wasn't very much to see. The room was big, neat and quite empty. A door, which was carefully locked occupied on of the walls. Tomoyo refused to tell what was behind the door.

'At least we agree on the fact that you have to ask her to marry you, all over again. And this time, properly.' Tomoyo stated, as she was pacing, with an notebook in hand.

'And the idea about you making her outfit for that day, Tomoyo-san.' Eriol said. He too, was helping Syaoran to come up with some kind of plan. Well, he was trying to help. All he really did was bugging Syaoran with nonsense. All Eriol really wanted was a chance to stay close to Tomoyo.

'Of course, and the dress for the wedding too.' Tomoyo said, still pacing around.

'If she's going to say yes, that is.' Syaoran said. He wasn't really sure about that. Yes, everything had gone well the past two years, and everything was pointing in the direction of her saying yes to their marriage. But still… he couldn't be sure for a fully hundred percent.

'Of course she is!' Tomoyo and Eriol yelled at the top of their longs, while Syaoran was covering his ears with his hands.

'Why can't I just simply ask her to marry me, without all the difficult stuff you want to put around it?' It was, after all, Tomoyo's idea to make it something special. Not Syaoran's.

'Because that's so not romantic!' Tomoyo explained, as if teaching a little kid, whacking Eriol on the head, as he was sniggering at Syaoran's nerve to ask Tomoyo something that was so stupid in her eyes.

'Oh, we're getting nowhere!' Tomoyo threw her hands in the air, as if saying it was all their fault. 'Come here tomorrow again, at four.' She ordered them sternly, as she shove them outside her room, down the stairs, and trough the front door. 'And think of something romantic to surprise her with!' She yelled as she closed the door, rather loudly.

xxxxx

Syaoran was out, something about an essay he had to work on with Eriol, so Sakura was sitting in Penguin Park, on one of the swings, her favorite spot to think calmly. Sunday, that was tomorrow, was the day that the two years ended, by her calculations.

Funny enough, neither she, nor Syaoran, had come up with a plan to make everyone happy, without getting married. Somewhere in the past two years, they had silently agreed that they would marry, whatever happened.

But they hadn't spoken about it, and that's why she got the silly idea, that maybe, just maybe, he wanted to back out of it. Her friends had all screamed and yelled at her, for thinking such thoughts, but still… it was a possibility. Okay, maybe a chance of one out of thousands, but still… there was this small possibility.

Swinging back and fort slowly, but going faster with every swing, she tried to get rid of those thoughts. Because it wasn't helping anything to get rid of her nervousness. And nervous she was. Really, really nervous.

But for what? Everyone says it's all going to be alright, so why am I nervous?

Because everybody said so, she had deliberately chosen a part time job, which she could quit anytime she wanted to. Because if she were to get married to Syaoran, then they would probably move to Hong Kong, for that's where the Li's have their headquarters.

She sighed as her thought drifted of to the future, wondering how her life would be, married to the man she loved. The swing slowed down once more, and eventually came to an halt. She got up and walked back home, tired of all the meaningless thinking. Besides, it was already getting darker.

xxxxx

Opening the door, she found the house deserted, all lights out, all shoes gone. She turned the light on, and walked to the kitchen, searching for a note of some kind. Normally, at this time of a regular Saturday, both her brother and father would be home.

Switching the light on, she saw a note hanging on the notice-board. She walked up to the board, to read it.

Dear Sakura,

Go upstairs, Tomoyo made you a present.

Sakura wondered what this had to mean. It was, after all, a day early. And even when he did planned it a day earlier, what would Tomoyo have to do with it? Shrugging it off, she walked to her room, and once the light was on, she saw a green dress, lying on her bed, matching shoes and jewelry all present.

At the end of the bed, sitting on a chair…

sat…

Tomoyo. Her head rested on her arms, which where rested on the bed. She was fast asleep.

'Tomoyo-chan?' Sakura asked confused. Tomoyo didn't move, so Sakura poked her, until Tomoyo yelped awake.

'Whaa! Stop it!' She snapped sleepily.

'What? If I let you sleep, then who is going to explain all this?' Sakura said, as she pointed towards the dress.

Tomoyo now fully opened her eyes and looked around, as if just realizing where she was. 'Stupid Syaoran.' She muttered, as she stood up and stretched. 'Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid…' And so on. She picked up the dress, and motioned Sakura to change. 'Come up, Sakura-chan, we haven't got all day. Let me see how it fits.'

Sakura obediently did as she was told, and took the dress to the bathroom, where she changed.

Coming in her room again, Tomoyo squealed in delight. 'Kawaii Sakura-chan! That looks so lovely!'

Sakura raised an eyebrow, as Tomoyo just got rid of the grouchy mood she was in a moment ago.

'Here, let me help you.' Tomoyo said happily as she attached the jewelry on Sakura's neck, wrists and ears. She motioned Sakura to sit down, as she did her hair and make-up, completely ignoring Sakura's questions about why she had to change now all of a sudden.

Once Tomoyo was done, she overlooked her, seeing if anything was still missing, before approving on her looks. 'Okay, you look absolutely kawaii, Sakura-chan. Now, I am not approving of what happens next, but don't worry, in the end, it will be the same.' She gave Sakura another envelope, wearing that irritated look again.

Sakura opened the letter.

Dear Sakura,

Don't mind Tomoyo. She is just cranky that it didn't turned out her way.

Please follow her instructions.

Tomoyo gave her directions to walk to, repeating it two times, so Sakura wouldn't forget where to go. Once she let Sakura out the door, she mumbled: 'At least she got to wear my dress…'

Sakura walked, following Tomoyo's directions. 'At the end of the street, go left.' She repeated the first line. It was a bit chilly, but Tomoyo didn't gave her a coat, saying that it didn't fit the dress.

Coming at the last of directions, she found herself in front of a restaurant. A luxurious one at that, known as the best in town. Wondering if she had taken the right directions, she slowly entered the main hall.

A waiter slowly approached, holding a plate with another envelope.

Dear Sakura,

No, you haven't taken the wrong directions. This is indeed the place I let you to.

Please follow this gentle man, to lead the rest of the way.

The butler smiled gently and led the way, going up a stair, through the restaurant, to a secluded part in the back, near the dance floor. There, the butler left her, saying she could enter here. Once he left, she took a deep breath, and entered the secluded area. Turning the corner, she could still here the soft music from the main restaurants, but most of the noise was gone.

There, at a small table, sat Syaoran, completely dressed in a tux, although his hair was still as messy as usually. She gasped a little, at the sight of his looks. Somehow, he looked more handsome then normally. The way he sat there, reading on of his notebooks from work, not noticing yet that she had arrived, made him look so… peaceful. So alluring, so… There wasn't really a word t describe him at that moment. Maybe just completely kissable. She giggled at that thought and he looked up from his book, spotting her.

She saw a blush appearing on his cheeks, as he took in her sight. He stood up, a bit clumsily, that has to bit said. But he regained posture, as he walked up to her, and took one of her hands. He bowed down and gave a small kiss on her hand.

'Sakura… you look absolutely stunning today.' She could here from his tone, that he meant every word, and her cheeks turned a deep scarlet.

'T-Thank you.' She stuttered. And after a thought, she continued. 'So do you.'

Syaoran smiled his brilliant smile, as he let her to the table, and moved the chair for her. Once she sat, he sat as well.

Soon after, the entrée was brought by the same waiter as before. After that more courses came, all small and extremely delicious. They chatted, as if they were just having a these things all the time. But all the same, Sakura felt very special. She clung to every of his words, entranced by this special night.

At one point, Syaoran asked Sakura to dance, and he led her to the dance floor. Not the one in the middle of the restaurant, but a private one, one the balcony, just behind their little secluded area.

They danced at the soft music, her dress swirling in the wind, their eyes locked in a sweet gaze.

At some point, Syaoran stopped dancing, and knelt down to one knee, still holding one of her hands. Sakura smiled sweetly, as she expected what to happen next.

'Sakura, last time, I gave you the worst proposing ever. A-and… now, two years later, I think I can only give you the second worst proposing ever. Erm… Sakura, I love you, with all my heart, and I can only hope that you do to. S-So Sakura, will you marry me?'

Syaoran brought the entire sentence stuttering and very fast. And although Sakura knew that he meant every word, and that it came from his heart, she couldn't help but let out a giggle.

That caused Syaoran to give her a hurt look, so she tried to stop, but to no avail. So instead, she just said a simple 'Yes.' Still giggling, she knelt down in front of him and threw her arms around his neck, bringing him of balance, so they both fell to the floor, Sakura on top. She looked up, staring in his eyes. 'Syaoran, I love you.'

Syaoran put his arms around her waist, hugging her like he was never going to let her go again. He brought her face down, and kissed her lips softly, yet determined. It gave him a funny feeling inside, and he just wanted to burst from happiness.

Finally, they unlocked their lips, and they stood up again. Sakura dusted her dress off, thinking Tomoyo would get angry if she ruined it. 'Ne, Syaoran, I didn't thought you would propose until tomorrow.'

Syaoran gave her a weird look. 'Why? The two years ended today.'

This made Sakura skeptical. 'No, it ends tomorrow.'

'No, today.'

'Tomorrow.'

'Today.'

'Tomorrow.'

'Today.'

'Tomorrow.'

'Today.'

'Tomorrow.'

'Today.'

'Tomorrow.'

'Today.'

'I thought yesterday.'

'Huh?' Syaoran and Sakura looked at the direction of the restaurant, and saw Meilin standing there.

'Yeah, I really thought it was yesterday, but Tomoyo said it would be two days later, so we thought we could best let Syaoran handle it. But congratulations! Now you're officially going to marry!'

'How long have you been here?' Sakura asked, all skeptical again.

'Oh, I don't know… at least you can't blame only me.'

This made Sakura and Syaoran only more irritated, and to make it worse, with 'not only me' Meilin meant a lot. Appearing next to Meilin, came Yelen, Fanren, Feimei, Fuutie, Shiefa, Wei, Eriol, Yukito and even Touya. Last one looking angry as hell, his arms claimed by two of the sisters.

Sakura and Syaoran sweat dropped at the sight, wondering how long they have been standing there. But they didn't have long to wonder, because their thoughts were cut short by loud squeals from the girls, big hugs, kisses and many congratulations.

xxxxx

Syaoran was dragged off by his many sisters and Meilin, and went under interrogation by Touya, who threatened him more then ones. Only Yukito could prevent anything from happening, and of course the thought of Sakura being unhappy, if he should kill Syaoran.

That left Sakura standing with Eriol, Yelen and Wei. 'Where's Tomoyo-chan? If you are all here, then shouldn't Tomoyo be as well?' Sakura asked confused.

Eriol, being the only one who actually knew, answered her. 'Oh, don't worry, she hasn't missed a thing. You'll see soon enough.

xxxxx

'Ne, Syaoran?'

'Hmm?'

'It wasn't the worst.'

'Really?'

'Really! It was the sweetest proposing ever!'

'Thank you, Sakura.'

He emphasized his words with a lingering kiss, that weakened her knees.

xxxxx

THE END

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Sugoi, finished! Oh, right, still the epilogue! Comes very, very quick! I promise! Today, or tomorrow… think tomorrow…. Hehehe