A.N. Gosh… I've written so many chapters x) anyway, here's the next! Please enjoy yourselves! Loooooooooveeess
Chapter 18: A Prized Poem
Syaoran sat in the park motionless, thinking what Meiling had said just moments before. Did she really mean what she said? Had she always loved him, and always will? He ignored the apology completely, for nothing could render the past, and nothing could ever change it.
If Meiling truly loved him, why was he blinded from the start? Why did he love Sakura so much? Is it true, that he only loved the chase, but not the capture? That he only loved her looks, but not her heart?
Syaoran shook his head. Of course not, he thought. How could he even think of this? Is this another one of Meiling's tricks to make him fall in love with her? Is it!
Meiling stood behind a tree, tears mounting up her cheeks. She had paved cement to her love for Syaoran for ever. It is merely a grave of love, a grave that shall die along with its possessor—Syaoran himself. She vowed to forget her life of love, she vowed to rid all of her childhood fantasies, all of her dreams, her hopes, her… only true love.
I'll be your dream I'll be your wish I'll be your fantasy
I'll be your love I'll be your hope be everything that you need
I love you more with every breath truly madly deeply do
I will be strong I will be faithful 'cus I'm counting on
A new beginning
A reason for living
A deeper meaning, yeahhh…
I want to stand with you on a mountain
I want to bath with you in the sea
I want to stand like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me
"I want to stay like this forever, Sakura," Josh said while gliding his hand along her back to her waist.
"Me too," Sakura smiled, and she kissed him again.
A single teardrop slid down Syaoran's cheek.
Spring, the season of hope… why does it feel like it's clouded with impending thunder?
Sitting in front of his desk, memories of the past streamed through Syaoran's mind. It seemed like a thousand years have passed before he ever truly understood the meaning of rejection. He couldn't believe it, he simply couldn't accept the fact that Sakura has left. He viewed, in the past 15 days, that Sakura's absence was certainly some mistaken nightmare, something that will pass when he wakes up. But unfortunately, this isn't the typical close-your-eyes-because-everything-will-be-okay situation. This type of circumstances resembles something that Syaoran may never have a chance to change. Something that… he's afraid to think, may become… permanent.
Syaoran sighed. There was a blank piece of paper sitting in front of his desk. Hesitating, he grabbed the nearest pen, and began writing scrapes of thoughts.
---5 days later---
"SYAORAN!" Tomoyo screamed at the top of her voice from the ground up Syaoran's apartment building, "OH MY GOSH SYAORAN!"
Annoyed and deep in thought, Syaoran turned around to the direction of the window, and walked up there in annoyance, only to see a violet-haired girl standing up facing him, waving a magazine back and forth. "What's the matter?" he asked emotionlessly, he was on the top floor, and he didn't like yelling.
"SYAORAN! Remember that poem you wrote a couple of days ago?" Tomoyo yelled again.
"Yes… you and Eriol stole it and sent it to a magazine! You little…" Syaoran shook his fists vehemently, "you violated my privacy!"
Tomoyo squinted her eyes—she was about to scream in anger. Then Syaoran saw her walking through the door and tracing up the stairs. Momentarily Syaoran heard a knock.
"Sorry, people were kind of thinking I was a crazy woman or something," Tomoyo apologized humbly.
Syaoran coughed at this. "I wonder why that is."
Tomoyo decided to pretend not to hear that snide remark. "Anyway, you should be glad that we sent it to the most popular and wide-read Japanese magazine!" Tomoyo cried, swaying the magazine at Syaoran's eyes. Reaching out his hand, he made a go for it, and he saw on the front page, in bold gold letters, "Boy Confesses Love to Girl", then under that it wrote, "I Am Nothing Without You." The picture engrossed on it was Syaoran's picture. Underneath it said, "The best love poem ever written—Syaoran Li".
Reading this, Syaoran's face turned from angry to ferociously overflowing with rage. "What. The. Hell."
Tomoyo chuckled, "well, Syaoran, now Sakura will read it." With that, she dashed for the door. "You're welcome," she smiled.
Sakura sat on her luxurious bed deep in thought. These first 20 days spent with Josh were surely fun, and he couldn't be any sweeter. He was surely sweeter than that little brat … Syaoran. However, she thought, even though those days were fun and Josh made her feel like she was on top of the world, brimming with glory, she can't help but feel a little… empty. Sighing, she glanced at her bedstead, and on top of it was the newest issue of Teen Idol, the most popular teen magazine in Japan.
Grabbing it without looking at the cover, she flipped through the pages mindlessly. When she came to page 18, her hand stopped suddenly, her jaws dropped abruptly, and her eyes began reading faster than ever.
The Boy Who Lost His Girl
By Anazaki Kumuri
Exploring the campus of the University of Hong Kong, one could not help but stare at one particular boy with extraordinary good looks, great charm, and charismatic personality. Once living in a playboy mansion full of girls that would die for him, the "playah" has now retired to a life of tranquility under an old oak tree. It is now the sight of this playground of love, a tangling thread that has trapped the most mischievous boy ever lived.
When the famous rebirth of Princess Sakura Kinomoto first sprang to life, which along has brought her to her home country, this boy has ever since been down with heavy tears. One student reported that he had spot this boy, Syaoran Li, clutching our last issue of Teen Idol, which featured the famed kiss between Sakura and Josh Koizumi, the Prime Minister's son, kissing. Upon being burdened with this news, it was also reported that Syaoran threw the magazine on the ground viciously and then ran out of campus, skipping four of his college classes.
The love story between Sakura Kinomoto and Syaoran Li is quite a mystery waiting to uncover. Due to some deep grudges and misunderstandings of each other, Sakura pledged to leave Hong Kong, away from her lover forever. Upon finding a new life to live, and a new love to own, the princess has forgotten about her old lover, who is clearly deeply in love with her, probably for the first time in his life, and who is heartbroken.
This is the story of a boy who met a girl and fell in love.
Incomplete
Syaoran Li, Spring of 20xx
Empty spaces, fill me up with holes
Distant faces, with no place left to go
Without you, within me
I can't find no rest
Where I'm going
Is anybody's guess
I tried to go on like I never knew you
I'm awake, but my world is half asleep
I pray, for this heart to be unbroken
For without you all I'm going to be is—
Incomplete.
Voices, tell me, I should carry on
I am swimming, in an ocean all alone
Baby, oh baby
It's written on your face
You still wonder
If we made a big mistake
I tried to go on like I never knew you
I'm awake, but my world is half asleep
I pray, for this heart to be unbroken
For without you all I'm going to be is—
Incomplete.
I don't wanna drag it on
I don't wanna let you go
I don't wanna make you face this world alone
I tried to go on like I never knew you
I'm awake, but my world is half asleep
I pray, for this heart to be unbroken
For without you all I'm going to be is—
Incomplete.
(A.N. this song belongs to Backstreet Boys actually :P too lazy to write a poem, hahah. I'm not a good poem-writer anyways D)
Sakura read on. With each word absorbed was another dagger in her heart. Maybe Syaoran hadn't been lying all along. Maybe he was telling the truth… maybe... she shouldn't have moved on so fast. Was this piece of news real? Or… Was it just some piece of crap the media made to gain money?
Immersed in conflict, Sakura managed to hear a quickened knock from the door. A maid came in, "Your highness, one of your classmates has come to see you."
Sakura raised her eyebrows, "but… but I haven't started school yet!"
The maid laughed gently, "No, your highness, one of your classmates from Hong Kong came to visit you!"
Sakura scratched her head, and slipped into her slippers. Walking out the door, Sakura almost fell down from absolute shock.
Tomoyo hadn't came early… It was… it was… Meiling.
Meiling smiled, "Good evening, your highness." Bowing, the maid left to attend to the rest of the palace.
Meiling glanced at Sakura, who was in a very deep state of horror. What is she doing here? Stealing Josh away?
"Sakura, I know what you're thinking. But I'm going to make this quick, because I don't want to ever see you again. For the sake of your happiness though, I need to confess. Syaoran never loved me, he was always in love with you."
Hands dropped.
In love with you…
In love with you…
In love…
……With you.
"Please, don't break his heart… I beg you Sakura, I beg you. His love is true. Don't make him sad… I can't watch him break…"
A.N. OK, I'm sorry that like, this chapter is short. This is because I wrote this way back… THEN. I have no idea when I wrote it, even. But the next chapter is (hopefully) going to be longer. I mean, more than this of course. I'm trying to start a new system and have each other reaching at least 3000 words. But that's hard to do, because I probably will need to split writing into 3 days instead of my usual 1-2 hours. Gahh. I need to practice my writing skills!
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