Disclaimer: I own nothing, CLAMP owns everything.

Time frame: About 3 years after Remembrance, they're 21.

Rating: G

Warnings: None really. Kind of melancholoy I guess. It's not really agnsty.

A/N: I'm alive...sorta...anyway here's the next drabble for my little collection. And people...please, please review! Seriously, it makes my day when I see that I've got a review...And just a note in general...college is EVIL!

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Sakura sighed as she absently pushed her straw through her smoothie. She was at the café where she, Syaoran, Eriol, and Tomoyo, usually meet every weekend that they could. Even if they all couldn't make it, at least two or three of them would get together. This week however, Sakura was alone. Syaoran and Eriol both had to work, plus Eriol had a big test on Monday. Tomoyo had promised to tutor a classmate, plus she had two tests and practice for the musical the school was putting on. Even though Sakura had known all of this before hand, she still found herself sitting in their usual booth in the corner, drinking her usual smoothie, just like she would on any other Saturday, except that nothing was normal anymore, at least not what she wanted normal to be. She and her friends were growing up and unfortunately growing up meant more responsibilities and less free time, less time to get together with childhood friends. They were slowly drifting apart, still close, but it wasn't the same, they weren't the same.

When they had first started college, all four of them had been there every weekend, with out fail. They had all been there together, talking about classes and professors and college life. There had been surprise visits at school and they would go out to dinner or walk around campus or town. They had gotten together every break and spent the night at Sakura's or Tomoyo's house and stayed up all night watching movies and talking about the past. But then things had changed. First Syaoran and Eriol had gotten an apartment close to school, which meant that they didn't have to come back to Tomoeda on breaks. Then everyone had gotten jobs and life had just gotten busy. With clubs and classes and work and new friends it was hard to get together. There would be weeks when it would just be two or three of them. The surprise visits had started coming less frequently. Phone calls, letters, and e-mails came less often. They were growing apart. They all had lives and didn't always have time for old friends. Through it all, though, Sakura had never missed a Saturday get together. She always made sure she was free on Saturday, and this week was no different.

Sakura stopped playing with her straw and looked at her watch, 2:30, she had been there for over two hours. Just sitting in their booth, alone, thinking about days gone by. With a sigh Sakura stood up and gathered her things and walked out into the bright sunshine. She climbed into her car and started the hour drive back to school. Maybe Maki or Michiru would be around, if not she could always get a head start on the paper she had due for her English literature class. Or she could call home and talk to her dad and Yue and Kero. Or call Toya and bug him and Yuki for a while. And maybe next Saturday she would go see a movie with Maki, Michiru, Kenta, and Yamato.

The next Saturday, the booth in the corner at the little café was empty.