"You'll do fine." Mrs. Li said.
"I hope so." Syaoran said and wiped a sweat off his forehead.
"You're sweating son. You'll do fine I assure you. You've been practicing all of the 2 weeks."
Syaoran turned at the corner and stopped at the four way. He took his hands off the steering wheel and scratched his head.
"Does my hair look all right?"
"Syaoran your hair looks good." She said and made Syaoran turn to her.
"You'll be amazing. Don't worry so much son."
Syaoran smiled. "Thanks mom."
"I don't think I'll ever get tired of that word."
"What mom?" Syaoran laughed.
"Yes."
Syaoran continued to drive and said. "Hey mom sorry for how I acted since Dad left. I know it wasn't your fault. I really am sorry."
"Don't worry about it and thank you Syaoran. I've missed my son." She said.
"And I missed my mom." Syaoran smiled unhappily.
"Mom I give up. I know I shouldn't but I think she wants to be left alone. The glint of hope disappeared. I don't even think she got my gifts and poems. The thought that she doesn't love me took over my mind. I feel like I'm going to explode but I can't. I want to cry but I can't." Syaoran said. The sadness and agony in his voice is visible.
Mrs. Li looked at her son in deep concern. "You told me yourself that she never she said she does not love you. You don't know that what really and don't jump to conclusions. Remember what you said that you will not stop until she looks in your eyes and tells you that she doesn't love you."
"I know. I mean I don't know." Syaoran sighed.
"Syaoran don't think about it now. You should be happy for your play."
"Yeah. You're right mom."
Syaoran parked his mustang on the parking space reserved for the actors. He and his mom got out of the car and for a split second he forgot about all the aches and pains that was placed upon his heart. But it was only a split second it all came back. When they arrived at the theatre and saw everyone setting up.
"Get going son." Mrs. Li said and took her seat at the front row. As she saw she remembered something. "Oh no I forgot the camera."
Syaoran entered the backstage room and looked around. He found Sakura getting her make up.
She doesn't need it.
He thought.
"Syaoran you're here!" Mrs. Takinawa clapped and gestured for him to sit down.
Sakura turned to look at Syaoran and quickly looked away. Syaoran sat down and a lady started powdering his face. Syaoran coughed.
"Is make-up really needed?" Syaoran asked.
"Yes it is essential too looking good during the play." The lady said.
Syaoran rolled his eyes. The puffy face lady started to comb his hair and did all these other Syaoran found rather strange. Finally he was finished. The drama director executed a final rehearsal at the multipurpose room. Finally Syaoran was able to have interaction with Sakura even it was not he wanted to say but it was close enough.
"5minutes before presenting time." The stagehand said.
"All right its almost time lets go back to the backstage." The director said.
The cast did some final touches on their lines. But Syaoran just sat there and wiped another sweat of his forehead.
I sure wish that Sakura would make me feel better…
But just looking at her gave him all the courage and motivation he needed. Sakura was nervous as well, probably not as nervous as Syaoran. She was nervous at all the scenes that she and Syaoran had to interact. She was scared to look into his eyes and drown in his love. She was afraid to let loose. To let her feelings free.
"Places people!" Mrs. Takinawa shouted in excitement.
The whole cast got in their in place and so did all the backstage people. And so the play started. It begins by the typical boy meets girl setting. The girl tries to befriend the rich boy but the boy does not want to have any connection with her. But the girl was persistent and soon the boy was a good friends with the girl. Time passed and the boy and the girl realized that they loved each other.
"Meeting you was fate. Becoming you're friend was a choice. But falling in love with you was completely out of my control." Syaoran said trying to look into her emerald eyes.
"No. You can't love me. Look at me I am not those models or princesses that you use to date. I am not beautiful."
"I don't love you because you are beautiful. It's because I love you, you're beautiful."
"I'm just one person in the world Syaoran. I am nobody." Sakura said still not looking at Syaoran's eyes.
"To you you're just some person in the world but to me you are my world."
"We can't. Our worlds are too different. I can't bear that burden John."
"Then look in my eyes an say it." Syaoran said. His heart drooped as he recognized how familiar scene was.
"I can't." Sakura paused. And thought how much truth came with those words. "Because… I love you…"
Syaoran thought that his heart would fall out of its rib cage as he heard those words. But then realized this wasn't the real thing.
"I love you too. With all my heart Margaret. With all of me."
Sakura looked into Syaoran's eyes. This was the very thing she was afraid of drowning in his love…
"I love you with all my heart, my whole soul. You are that song that I tried to erase but you're love still sings in my heart. I'm buried in your love John." Sakura held back her tears. Her eyes gleamed in the spot light. She touched Syaoran's cheek.
Even just this once, just this once…
Sakura pulled Syaoran into a deep kiss. The crowd erupted in loud clapping some stood up to show how much they had loved the play. Meilin was dumbstruck she couldn't believe what she saw. Syaoran's mother clapped loudly and was very happy for Syaoran. Mr. Kinimoto however did not looked pleased at all. As the curtains closed Sakura pulled away from their kiss. Their mere silhouettes remained in the dark.
