Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura


"YATTA!" Sakura cheered. After being cooped up in yet another hospital, she was finally allowed to return to her temporary home at the Li estate. The stitches wouldn't be removed for another 2 weeks, in which she would have to return to Tomoeda to get them taken out, so she hobbled around in crutches, which she had gotten used to. The afternoon breeze whooshed by the hospital, giving a refreshing feel.

"Are you sure you should use those?" Syaoran looked over at Sakura with a troubled expression on his face. His gaze was on the crutches that supported Sakura's body. He had tried several times to convince her to sit in a wheelchair and be pushed around. Each and every time, she refused. So… there she was, using her crutches with a wide smile across her face.

Sakura looked up at Syaoran's face and pouted. How many times did she need to repeat herself for him to understand? She nodded her head at Syaoran, who in return, looked disappointed.

"I'm perfectly fine Syaoran-kun. Don't worry." Sakura replied sincerely as she started singing a song. She sang cheerily as she seemed to bounce across the sidewalk. He watched her walk in front of him in the busy streets, making sure no harm could be done to her. He had returned to work that morning and then taken the afternoon off to watch over Sakura. Tomoyo and Meiling were busy with creating the engagement party dresses. Though they gladly would've gone to the hospital, he insisted that he was okay going alone. Thanks to Tomoyo's dress making skill, the pins embedded in the fabric prevented Meiling from 'beating him up' as promised. Hiromi wasn't all that pleased with Syaoran's sudden disappearance when he searched for both her and him at the hospital yesterday. However, before his rage and teasing comments, one question came out into the open. "Why did you change her surname to Li?" Syaoran had courteously replied that he had to lie to the officials in order to be by her side and claimed she was his wife. And as intelligent of a person Hiromi was, he went on and asked, "Why wife? Why not sister?" Syaoran snapped out of his thoughts when Sakura abruptly stopped and entered a store… the flower boutique. He immediately ran in after her.

The fresh aroma of various flowers mingled as Sakura inhaled it deeply. The eclectic and vibrant colors flooded her sparkling emerald eyes. She walked deeper and deeper into the store and took in the beautiful surroundings. Footsteps slowly approached behind her.

"Welcome… Ah! Sakura-san!" She turned around and smiled cheerily at Toji, the flower shop employee. With his tall stature and slightly disheveled reddish brown hair along with his handsome copper eyes and glasses, which gave him a regal look, he was simply gorgeous. Coming from a family where his mother was Chinese and his father was Japanese, he learned both languages fluently. The mix of blood gave him a unique and amazing figure.

"Toji-san! How are you?" She said choppily.

"I'm fine. What about you? You're in crutches!" Toji asked converting to Japanese. Sakura grinned sheepishly.

"… Minor accident. It's not that big of a deal." She rushed out her words. She really didn't want to talk about it. Toji picked up on that and moved onto another topic.

"So, what brings you to this store?" He asked slightly nervously.

"I came by to see a friend! Is there a problem?" She asked. He shook his head and gave a breathtaking smile.

"Nope. Not at all."

"Speaking of coming by to see you, do you work here everyday?" Sakura asked.

"Yeah. I kinda own it…" Toji mumbled as he gazed down the aisle. This store had belonged to his Chinese mother who had a passion for nature and opened it after his father had passed away when he was 10. Besides the money in his father's retirement fund, they had no money left. This was where the money came from to support both himself and his mother. His mother lived for another 10 years after his father. During those years, she taught him about how important nature was and that flowers were to be treated as a living pet would be. It had been four years since her decease and four years since he took over the shop. This was his everything.

"Nani! Sugoi!" Sakura exclaimed as she jumped up to give him a hug. What she forgot about… were her crutches. Therefore… she fell forward, right into Toji. Toji caught her and held on to her tightly. And… that's how Syaoran found them, in each other's arms.

For the shortest second, Syaoran contemplated what to do. A hint of extreme rage was directed towards Toji… however, using thinking logically, he decided to help Sakura balance her body. Toji's grip loosened on Sakura as she felt herself being lifted away from Toji, right into Syaoran's arms.

"Are you okay?" A concerned look passed over his face. Sakura smiled and nodded. Something about Syaoran made her feel at peace.

"I'm fine. Toji caught me before I fell." She replied. She shifted her weight onto the foot that was not in stitches and supported herself up by holding onto one of the aisles.

"Thank you." Syaoran civilly gave a bow in Toji's direction. A little confused, Toji did the same. Toji picked up her crutches and handed them to Syaoran.

"Here."

"Thanks." Syaoran replied to Toji. Toji left towards the area of the register as Syaoran directed his attention to Sakura. "What did you DO? You FELL? You're on CRUTCHES!" Syaoran rebuked. Sakura stared straight down at the ground.

"Sorry, Syaoran-kun." She felt warmth surround her as he held her tightly in his arms.

"Don't do that ever again. It's bad enough that you're hurt." He chastised. Then he added, "Meiling would kill me if anything happened to you. And I don't want to know what Daidouji-san is capable of." Sakura let out a giggle. Tomoyo would unleash her hidden fury. She leaned in further and rubbed her cheek against Syaoran's chest.

"You're so warm." Sakura mumbled.

"So are you. Now, is there anything you wanted?" He asked. She nodded with a bright beaming smile on her face.

"I need to order Meiling-chan some flowers for her engagement party tomorrow! What's a party without some flowers? Ah! I found the lotus blossoms!" She rejoiced. Gently picking up a lotus blossom, she gave Syaoran a smile and brought it near her nose. Syaoran couldn't help but think about how adorable she looked like that.

"How many do you think I should get Syaoran-kun?"

"As many as you think you need."

"That's not helpful!" Sakura pouted. After much consideration and a few minutes, Sakura raised all the fingers and thumb on her right hand.

"So… you're going to order five lotus blossoms?"

"Hai!" Sakura spoke cheerfully. She started heading towards Toji at the cash register. Syaoran followed along side her to make sure she wouldn't fall.

"…Why five?" He asked.

"Ano… well… to represent the bond between Meiling and Hiromi. The first flower represents Meiling, the next flower represents Hiromi," Sakura spoke with sincerity as she touched each flower one by one, "and the third one represents the memories behind them, the fourth one represents the memories ahead of them, and the last flower represents the difference they make together for themselves and those around them. What do you think?"

At first Syaoran couldn't reply. It was simply beautiful. To think she put so much thought into something as simple as flowers. Sakura looked disappointed.

"Stupid ne?" Hearing her words, Syaoran shook his head.

"No. Not at all. I think you should have it written down on a card." Syaoran said with an unclear tone in his voice.

"Mou… Are you mocking me?" Sakura asked as she pouted. Syaoran gave her an unclear grin. She gave him a short glare as she stood in front of the counter. "Toji-san! Can I order five lotus blossoms for tomorrow?"

"Sure thing Sakura-san. You can pay tomorrow."

"Arigatou! I'll be back then! Ja ne!" Sakura said as she exited the building with Syaoran right behind her. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number amongst the busy din of the streets that increased with horns and shouting. The clear blue sky with its fluffy white clouds and airplanes zooming by made Sakura feel like she was back at home, gazing out into the sky in classes. Syaoran hung up the phone.

"Wei-san is coming to pick us up soon. Is there anywhere you want to go beforehand?" Syaoran asked sincerely. She nodded and grinned.

"I've always wanted to see Li corp. Meiling used to tell Tomoyo and me stories about it all the time. Come to think of it, she said her favorite cousin was going to take it over once he was 21…" Sakura stopped and turned to Syaoran. "Are you the current CEO of Li corporations?" Her emerald eyes were wide, glistening with curiosity. Syaoran sighed and ran a hand through his disheveled hair.

"Yeah…"

"Honto ni? Sugoi!" Sakura exclaimed. She resisted all urges to give Syaoran a hug, after recalling to her mind what happened not too long ago in the flower boutique.

"It's not that big of a deal. Really, it isn't. So, you really want to see it?"

"Hai!"

"I'll get a taxi for the ride there. It's a while off. I'll call Wei-san to pick us up there." Syaoran spoke rapidly as he pulled out his phone again. Sakura looked at him and smiled. He was such a good person. He truly deserved to be happy. 'Syaoran-kun deserves someone just as good of a person as him to spend the rest of his life with. Wouldn't it be nice… if it were me?' Sakura blinked. Where did that idea come from? It was absurd. Why would she want to spend the rest of her life… She glanced back over at him. 'Who wouldn't want to spend the rest of her life with him? He was perfect. He was sweet, caring, funny, charming, strong and devoted. She couldn't help but have at least a little feeling for him… but was it more than she thought it was? Her thoughts were interrupted as Syaoran's voice called her over.

"Sakura-san! Over here!" Syaoran called out. She brought herself over to him, where he had the door open, ready for her to enter. Sakura gave him a smile and entered. Syaoran went in after her.

"Li Corp please." Syaoran clearly stated as the driver pushed down on the pedal and blended into the traffic. He looked out his window into the infinite sky and thought about a certain someone during the ride. After several sharp turns, the taxi came to a halt in front of a large glass edifice. Sakura quickly, but quietly, handed the money to the taxi driver, exchanged a few words with him and wriggled out of the car. Syaoran made sure she landed on the ground safely before taking out his cash to present to the driver.

"The young lady with you already paid for the ride." He replied. Syaoran breathed out a rapid thank you as he 'jumped' out of the car. He grabbed Sakura's shoulders and took a glance at her awe-stricken face. The Li corporation premise was one in a million. The sun shone brilliantly, reflecting on icy pool of water fountain in the front. The building itself was beautiful but so was the scenery. Amongst all of Hong Kong's busy nature laid a pool of water and snowdrift trees with frozen wooden benches that completed the scenery in a winter picture. All of this was also possible due to the location of the building, being on the outskirts of the city.

"Ne, Syaoran-kun. Show me the inside! Is it just as pretty as here?" She asked, her eyes wide with anticipation. Syaoran nodded with enthusiasm as he went to the door first. Holding it open for several employees, he waited for her to hobble over on her crutches. Thing was… she never came.


"Hoeee… he's going to kill me." Sakura whispered to herself. While he went on ahead to the door, she rushed as fast as she could back to the cab. Fumbling with the business card, she handed it to the driver and pointed at the address. He stepped on the pedal and she took a breath. Placing her hand over her chest, she felt her… no… someone else's heart beat rapidly. She didn't want Syaoran to accompany her to the doctors… nor did she want to leave him alone without an explanation. She let out a deep sigh and dialed a number on her cell. Not even two rings went by before the phone was picked up.

"Nihao." The voice sounded extremely annoyed at that present moment. She must've not looked at her caller ID.

"Meiling-chan!" Sakura responded.

"Sakura-chan! Ne? How's Syaoran treating you? I don't have to kill him, right?" Meiling was standing on top of a small podium as the gown flowed beneath her. It was a little uncomfortable but Tomoyo said it would pass soon.

"Ah… about that… I kinda…" Sakura mumbled off.

"Ne? Sakura-chan? I can't hear you." Meiling replied, trying not to ruin her dress in the process.

"…I ditched him at the Li corp building. I hope he's not all upset or anything. Please call him and tell him that I'm safe and that I'll be back to the … er… house in no time."

"NE? Where are you going?" Meiling asked.

"…My cousin's house. She's a big fan of Syaoran and I don't want him to feel uncomfortable… ja! Don't forget to call him!" Sakura replied quickly and ended the conversation. Meiling was always able to tell she was lying. Hopefully, she'll just accept it. Blinking several times, Meiling looked down at Tomoyo who was pinning more needles into the elegant dress.

"Ne… does Sakura-chan have any cousins in China?"

"Fujitaka-san never told her she had cousins and Nadeshiko-san was an only child. I'm the closest thing Sakura has to a cousin… why?" Tomoyo replied, not looking up and continuing with her embroidery.

"Just wondering."

"Was that Sakura-chan just now?"

"Yeah." She dialed her cousin's number and before she heard a ring, a loud panicked voice rung in her ears.

"Nihao?!"

"Syaoran?"

"Meiling! I can't find her! She disappeared… maybe she was kidnapped!" Meiling couldn't tell if he was even breathing. He was in a state of shock. Maybe… this situation could help with her plan to get the two of them together. After all, besides Aya, Sakura had to be just perfect for him. Pretending that her conversation with Sakura didn't exist…

"Sakura-chan is missing?"

"I'm so sorry Meiling! She didn't look like she would disappear. She looked absorbed in the scenery and augh! DAMN IT!" Syaoran shouted. He was presently amongst the snowdrift scenery, wondering if Sakura felt like looking up close at the sight. He felt so frustrated. His fist collided with the tree trunk and frozen snow fell on him but he couldn't feel anything. Feeling pity on her cousin and deciding to find some other opportune moment…

"She's fine. She called me. She's going to her cousin's house and doesn't want you snooping around as well. Apparently, her cousin is an avid fan of yours so she's protecting you."

"But she's injured! DAMN IT! Why did she do this? I can handle a hyper female! I lived with four!" Syaoran retorted as he pounded his fist sideways onto the tree. The sound resounded through the area and the speaker.

"I don't know Syaoran. Just come home. She'll show up."

"I'll find her and come home with her. See ya." The conversation ended. Even though she gave him the information she thought withholding would benefit her plan, turns out… giving it to him made it even better. A mischievous grin crossed her face. Maybe there was a place for them to be after all… Tomoyo looked up and saw Meiling's very conspicuous smile. Something pretty good must've happened during that phone conversation with Syaoran. Eager to know, Tomoyo tugged slightly on Meiling's dress. Meiling looked down at Tomoyo, smiled and spilled the beans.


Syaoran sat down on the frozen ground and leaned against the tree trunk. Why would she go visit her cousin without telling him? So what if her cousin was obsessed with him? So were a lot of other girls that were obsessed with him and he lived through that. Didn't she realize that he would worry? Syaoran let out an agitated growl. It bugged the hell out of him and he had no clue why.

She was a friend. A close friend… but nothing more, right? She was capable of holding her own ground. Besides… she had a cell to call someone if anything happened and someone would probably come to her rescue if she were in trouble… like that Toji. Syaoran growled. Something about the guy didn't seem right… Focusing on the point, he continued to muse. He knew for a fact wouldn't panic if any other of his friends was injured and out alone. If Hiromi was out there injured and attacked, Hoshizawa would be safe and not hear the end of it from him. So why did something like this bug him? She was clearly important to him… but in what way? Syaoran groaned. As soon as one question is answered, another one came to the surface. His bangs covered his view of the never-ending sky.

'Aya. I can't see you anymore. But please, help me. Why do I feel like this?' Suddenly, Syaoran bolted upward from his slouched position. This was no time to be thinking about something like this. He needed to find Sakura now and sort his feelings later.


Glancing at the papers strewn about, Eriol sighed. As a member of the Li family and his excellent studies, Eriol was hired long before he went to the university in Japan. Today… he was there to replace Fuutie as the standing CEO of the corporation due to the factors that Syaoran was too 'busy' to come in and Fuutie kept firing employees. Thinking it would be a good opportunity for himself, he accepted Syaoran's request yesterday… However, this was not what he was expecting. Eriol couldn't even tell what color the desk was. Was it made of glass or wood? On top of that, there were at least 5 stacks of papers as tall as the desk. Rubbing his temples, he sat down in the leather chair and thought about where to start. A sudden ring interrupted Eriol's thought process. He took out his cell phone and saw Syaoran's name in the screen. Flipping the phone open, he placed the phone in his right ear and answered his phone.

"Syaoran! It's a mess-"

"Help me find Sakura-san!" Syaoran's desperate voice spoke. Eriol sat confused and rubbed his left temple.

"Isn't she with you?"

"…If she was with me, do you think I'd ask to help me find her?" Syaoran retaliated furiously. He slapped himself on the head for letting his emotions get to him and continued. "She called Meiling and said she went to her cousin's house."

"Then wait for her to come. She needs privacy too."

"So much that she can't tell me directly? Something's up Eriol. Just keep a lookout."

"Sure. Call Hiromi. I'm sure he'll help you out." Eriol suggested.

"Hiromi… xie xie. Bye." The conversation was over. Eriol sighed. Sakura really wasn't the type to go out without informing anyone, especially one who had been with her that day. Trying to push that to the back of his mind, he stared once again at the papers surrounding him and sighed. Damn Fuutie for being so messy.


Hiromi sighed as he dragged one hand through his raven hued hair. One more patient to go and then he could go see his Meiling. Giving a pleased grin, he whistled as he entered the patient waiting room, waiting for his final patient. His receptionist had already left after his previous patient because of an important event she had to attend. She left the paperwork and name of his last patient on the desk.

While waiting, he mused on his life. The engagement party was the next day and in the couple months to follow, they would be husband and wife. And a year or two following that, they would have a child that they could raise. It wouldn't matter if it was a boy or girl, but healthy. Imagining the scene in his head, he smiled. Unfortunately for him, a phone call disrupted his pleasant thoughts. Checking the ID, he smirked. Dear Xiao Lang, what could be up with that man now?

"Nihao Xiao Lang!"

"Hiromi! You have to help me find Sakura-san!" Syaoran requested. Hiromi blinked.

"Isn't she in the hospital?" Hiromi asked. He knew that stitches weren't that big of a deal and she would leave today. However, he remembered his Meiling told him that Xiao Lang would pick her up and take her home. Syaoran groaned. Was this cousin of hers that important?

"No. I picked her up already but she wandered off somewhere or got kidnapped and I swore to keep my eyes on her and-"

"You must be doing a pretty fine job of keeping your eyes on her Xiao Lang for you to ask me to help you find her." Malice dripped on a couple of his words. He received nothing but silence. He couldn't help his response. Though they are on close terms and about as chummy as two friends can be, Syaoran did hold Meiling's heart for a while in her youth… while he, Hiromi Hoshizawa, yearned for it. Even back then, he knew that it wasn't Xiao Lang's fault. Feeling childish and immature for stating that, he quickly apologized and agreed.

"After I finish with my last patient, I'll go out and help you find her. I'll call you when I see her." Hiromi suggested. Syaoran sighed.

"Thanks. See you later."

"Yeah… later." Hiromi said as he hung up. Hopefully, Xiao Lang wouldn't be that offended by his attitude. Getting out of his seat, he headed back behind his receptionist's desk to reveal his next patient's name. Picking up the paper, he read, Sakura Kinomoto. 'Syaoran's' wife. How ironic it was for himself to just talk to Xiao Lang about her 'disappearance.' Why would she be coming to a cardiologist? Swiftly, he redialed Syaoran's number.

"Xiao Lang, come by my office in about 20 minutes so… I can help you search for her."

"Couldn't you have said this in our last conversation, a minute ago?" He asked agitated. He thought that maybe Hiromi had already found her. Little did he know, Hiromi did.

"Sorry. Well, see you later."

"Bye." Hiromi pondered as to why Sakura would come to a cardiologist. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks. Not literally, thank kami-sama. She was the one that Dr. Akamatsu had called about. The heart transplant patient from Japan. He couldn't believe it. The door opened and Hiromi looked straight at the door where Sakura hobbled in with a bright smile on her face.

"Nihao." Sakura said choppily in Chinese. How she wished right now that she had perfected this language. Hiromi chuckled.

"Konnichiwa Kinomoto-san." He replied in fluent Japanese.

"Hoe? You speak Japanese? Do all Chinese people?" Hiromi chuckled at her actions. She was adorable. He could see what Syaoran saw in her but Meiling was, is and always will be without a doubt, the only one for him. As for Syaoran, he's probably too dense to realize that he saw anything in Sakura in that way. And technically he wasn't Chinese, but she probably didn't care if his great-great-grandfather moved from Japan to China way back when.

"Iie. I learned it as my second language in high school and it was my college minor. So, are you ready for your appointment?"

"Hai!" Hiromi led Sakura to one of the rooms in the back and made her go through several tests. Sakura carefully noticed his aqua eyes glisten from time to time. He was very proficient and smoothly performed all the exercises. 'He must really enjoy his job.'

Hiromi went over her results in his head. Her health was surprisingly well for someone who had undergone a transplant not too long ago. However, she would still have to be very cautious in any activities. He went through a long line of things that Sakura should and should not do. Sakura nodded earnestly. Hiromi smiled. No wonder Meiling was attached to her.

"You're done Kinomoto-san." Hiromi spoke. "When will you return to Japan?"

"Soon. Maybe 4 days after tomorrow. One of my best friends is having an engagement party. You probably know her from the media or something. Meiling Li." Sakura said smiling. Hiromi gave her a chuckle. If only she knew how well he knew Meiling.

"Yeah. I know her. In fact, I'm invited to the party tomorrow." Hiromi couldn't help but tell her. This would be fun.

"Really? How do you know Meiling-chan?" Sakura asked. Hiromi bent over and placed his mouth near her left ear.

"I proposed to her and she accepted." He whispered. Sakura's eyes widened. 'Wait a minute…'

"So you don't know anything else about this Hiromi Hoshizawa?" Syaoran asked. Hearing his name Sakura's eyes widened as she quickly shoved her hand into her jacket pocket, rummaging through the numerous wrappers and pulled out the card. In the middle of the card, it was clearly printed Hiromi Hoshizawa. Syaoran looked at Sakura strangely as Sakura couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her doctor was going to be one of her best friend's fiancée. What would she do if he told her best friend about her heart? He couldn't, right? Of course he couldn't, there was doctor-patient confidentiality. But what if…

"You're her fiancée?" She asked, afraid to know that it was true. It wasn't that Hiromi wasn't a great guy; she didn't want him to know and end up telling Meiling about her… condition. She didn't want to be treated differently for something as minor as that. Meiling would worry like Tomoyo does now. Eriol worries as does her father and though he won't admit it, her onii-chan as well. Yukito and Sonomi worry

"One and only. No other man is getting near my Meiling." He confirmed. He was a little possessive of Meiling, but he couldn't help it. He loved her.

"Don't tell her about this… please." Sakura pleaded.

"She doesn't know?" Hiromi replied, astonished. He was sure that Meiling would've known by now. Wasn't it her business to know? After all, Sakura was one of his fiancée's best friends. This would crush Meiling.

"Iie. Neither does anyone else except for my family, Tomoyo-chan and Eriol-kun." She replied. 'Even Xiao Lang doesn't know something about his 'wife'.' Hiromi mused.

"I promise… only if you tell me why and promise me that you will tell Meiling before you leave."

"I… I…" Sakura began. She couldn't say it. She didn't want to. Just as when it seemed she had gathered enough courage to say it, Syaoran burst through the door. His face was directed towards the ground as he held onto his knees and panted.

"Come on! Your last patient probably already left by now! Let's go! COME O- Sakura-san?" Syaoran looked up to see crutches and its owner, Sakura Kinomoto. Hiromi gave Syaoran a sheepish grin.

"Kinda found her a while-" Hiromi tried to explain. Syaoran already rushed up to Sakura in earnest and was face to face with her.

"IS YOUR COUSIN THAT IMPORTANT! DO YOU RANDOMLY LEAVE COMPANY WITHOUT TELLING THEM WHERE YOU'RE GOING TO GO? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I WORRIED ABOUT YOU?" Syaoran roared. He grabbed Sakura's arm and yanked her body towards him. Her crutches fell to the ground as Sakura felt her cheek brush against his chest and her petite frame collide with his lean figure. She trembled as she felt his arms crush her body. She could hear his heart beating strongly against his chest… just as she could hear her… no… her donor's heart beating strongly in her own. Sakura attempted to tug away from Syaoran's increasingly tightening grip and gazed down at the floor. He lifted her chin with his hand so they were eye to eye.

"Don't ever do that again. Promise me Sakura-san." Syaoran enunciated. Her body quivered as she nodded. Unconsciously, Syaoran captured her lips in a kiss. Sakura froze up and then melted. It was… It was… sensational… and… 'It was nothing… he was just worried apparently got emotional. Give him an answer now…' Sakura thought. 'Oh my God… I just-AH! Now how am I going to look at her?' Syaoran screamed in his head. His gaze dropped from her face to the ground.

"Hai Syaoran-kun." She gave him a small smile as he let her go. Sakura was up shakily as Hiromi picked up her crutches. What did he just witness? Syaoran held her shoulders to help her regain her balance while Hiromi handed Sakura her crutches. What was their relationship? He was only teasing yesterday at the hospital. Guess there was something more to it than he thought…

"You dropped them while… yea…" Sakura accepted them gratefully and placed them each under her shoulders. Syaoran seemed incredibly interested in the tiled floor at this point whereas Hiromi just kept staring in disbelief. Seems like his engagement party wouldn't be the only thing fascinating this week. Checking the time and realizing that his beloved would have his head, Hiromi broke the uncomfortable silence.

"Yea… hate to break up the awkward silence thing and all… but Meiling's waiting. And as much as she adores all of us … she would kill both of you and me without hesitation. Or at least make unpleasant death threats." Hiromi clearly stated as he grabbed his jacket and keys and walked through the door.

Sakura looked at the wall. Syaoran hadn't even glanced at her once after… that. She hadn't told him she was coming here and he was obviously pissed off. He still didn't know she came here for an appointment. She should've told him about it. Her heart. It's not that big of a deal right? 'So if what if I might be treated a little differently. I'll still be treated for who I am…' She shifted her eyes over to Syaoran. Her mouth opened but words would not flow from it as it usually would. Slowly closing it, Sakura contemplated ways to tell him.

Syaoran felt so stupid. How he wished the ground would just suck him up into a hole to burn in molten lava… okay… a little specific. 'She probably can't even look at me anymore. And even if she could I couldn't. What should I do? What should I do? Huh… was that scratch in that tile before? Of course I wouldn't know because I never had a reason to continuously GAZE at Hiromi's office floor!'

Hiromi turned around to look at the two still figures. Did Meiling's death threats only scare the shit out of him?

"I have to lock the place up. You will both be locked in with each other for a night of awkward silence if you both don't get your asses out this door." Hiromi remarked. In an instant, all three of them were outside the door and Hiromi was locking up. The short elevator ride was of course… silent. It was at the parking lot where the three parted ways.

"I know Wei-san is probably waiting for you guys so… I'll be off to my car, unless you want to join me." Hiromi dashed over to his car. The first thing he was going to do was blare his music through the streets of Hong Kong. This was way too much silence for one day. Which is why after he married Meiling… nothing like this would ever occur again. God he couldn't stop thinking about her…

Sakura and Syaoran were now left alone in the middle of the parking lot. Both made several attempt to speak, indicating so by lifting up his or her head and opening his or her mouth but the words would not come out. A catchy tune rang as Syaoran made a reach for his cell desperately. Anything to get rid of this awful tension.

"Nihao."

"Syaoran-sama. Where are you?" Wei asked in Japanese. He had tutored Syaoran in Japanese and trained him physically as well. Ever since Syaoran was little, Syaoran-sama was how he was addressed and Wei wouldn't change it. Any phone call directed towards Syaoran would always be spoken in Japanese. It was nice to hear a different language from someone who's reached his potential.

"Ah Wei-san. Come to the parking lot. I'm sorry about not coming out earlier or even calling." Syaoran apologized.

"It's fine. I'll be right over. Have you found Kinomoto-san?" Wei asked.

"She's here with me."

"I'll be right there Syaoran-sama." In a matter of seconds, the car pulled up right in front of them. Syaoran opened the car door and waited for Sakura to go in. She hesitated for a split second and slid in easily. Instead of joining her in the back, as he had done many times before, he shut the door and sat in the front. Sakura frowned. Was he incensed at her? 'I thought he was over that… hoeeeee…'

The car ride remained in silence. Every once in a while Wei would remind Syaoran about something he had to work on or comment that something was going on in the Li mansion.

"You know Syaoran-sama, Meiling-sama is so worried about tomorrow's party. Daidouji-san has been working on Meiling-sama's dress. I've taken a look at the design and I was simply astonished." Wei spoke. Syaoran simply nodded. Sakura smiled. 'That was Tomoyo-chan alright.' Letting out a sigh, she watched the scenery pass by through the window to her side. Letting out a sigh, she leaned against the door and shut her eyes. 'Maybe when I wake up… Syaoran-kun won't be mad at me…'

Syaoran glanced behind him to see a resting Sakura. She looked uncomfortable leaning against the door. Her cheeks were suctioned to the window. The freezing wind hit the windows, chilling the thin sheet of glass.

"Wei-san. Stop. I'm going to sit in the back." The car stopped and Syaoran opened Sakura's door. Her body tumbled towards him and he swiftly caught her before she fell onto the pavement. Sliding her body in, he sat next to her and put her head on his lap. After shutting the door, Wei pushed down on the pedal again as they headed towards the house.

Syaoran couldn't see her face because it was covered by her hair. 'You're so pretty. What are you doing to me Sakura-chan?' Syaoran mused as he played with several strands of Sakura's hair. 'You're stirring an emotion that I never knew existed within me. You really worried me today. My heart wouldn't stop pounding. It didn't stop until that … part … in Hiromi's office. Even Aya never made me feel this way… What are you … to me?'He leaned back into the dark leather seat and fell into a slumber. Wei glimpsed back to see both sleeping soundly. He let out a chuckle. 'Young love… Syaoran-sama will come to realize it sooner or later…'


The car made its way through the iron gates of the mansion, passing by the snowdrift trees and pulling up to the front of the mansion. Twisting the key, Wei popped it out of the ignition and opened the door behind him. He shook Syaoran slowly but with enough force to jerk his eyes open. Realizing where they were, Syaoran gently shook the body that lay across his lap. Wei headed inside while Sakura looked up groggily at Syaoran.

"Are we here already?" She asked as she rubbed her eyes. Her eyelids were drooping lower and lower on her eyes. Syaoran let out a smile.

"We're here." He answered as he took a step outside. A slight tugging on his shirt caused him to spin around. Sakura's eyes conveyed a message to him… one full of emotion, specifically… remorse?

"Are you still mad at me? Because I'm really really sorry. I… I… I-" Syaoran cut her off by placing his fingers on her lips. He knew when someone was ready to tell him something and it was quite apparent that she didn't want to reveal it yet. He wanted a… relationship of some sort with her… but which sort he wasn't still certain of.

"Tell me when you're ready. I'll wait till then." He replied. Sakura smiled. A huge burden seemed to be lifted off her shoulders as well as the awkward silence between them.

"Arigatou Syaoran-kun!" Sakura squealed with mirth as she moved forward to hug him. Returning the embrace with a squeeze, he smiled. This is what it should be like. No awkward silence between them. Grabbing her crutches from the floor, he handed them to her and helped her out of the car. She wobbled over to the doors with Syaoran close by. Entering the Li mansion, it was like she came in for the first time all over again. The chandeliers bouncing the iridescent light around the room, giving it a sparkle, along with the marble waxed floor, it was breathtaking. Her body swayed a little which caused much concern for Syaoran. He grabbed onto her crutches and swept her up into his arms as he did before in Japan.

"Syaoran-kun!!!" Sakura protested. Of course it felt nice, warm, and comfortable and… like she belonged there… but … wait? Where did that last thought come from!!! "Daijoubu." She squirmed in hopes of him to put her back down on the ground.

"No you're not." Syaoran rebuked as he made his way to 'her room.' He plopped her down onto her bed and placed her crutches on the desk in the room. He turned around and flicked the lights on to see her wince at the sudden brightness.

"Oyasumi nasai, Sakura-san." She could clearly see him now that the lights were on. She wasn't going to deny it anymore… she had … a certain kind of feeling for him. She… liked him… not just as friends. But she knew she couldn't. His eyes were for Aya… as was his heart. Speaking of hearts, she wouldn't be able to burden him with the thought that she had a heart problem. So what if maybe they fell in love… kami-sama… was it that serious? Taking another glance at him… she smiled. Yes… it probably was.

"Ne… Syaoran-kun. Come here." Sakura beckoned. He made his way over to her bed and sat down next to her. She sat upright and smiled.

"Nani?" He asked in confusion. She scooted over next to him and gave him a big embrace and pecked his cheek. She flustered as she lay back down.

"Arigatou for everything Syaoran-kun. I mean it. You've done a lot for me. Arigatou." Her voice resounded with such sincerity, Syaoran had to prevent himself from doing something he might regret to bring back that awkward silence.

"Your-" Before he could finish, Tomoyo and Meiling made their way into the room.

"SAKURA-CHAN! YOU'RE BACK! ARE YOU OKAY?" Tomoyo asked, clearly concerned. He smiled as he backed out of the room. He'll return her thanks later. She needed her time… alone.


Finished… for now… inspiration comes and goes and it's annoying… I hope you liked it! The next one should be up… before summer vacation hopefully… The nextchapter will be about the engagement party... and how Hiromi met Meiling... and fell in love... Arigatou for reading!!!!!!!!

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