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Chapter 12: Distant Towns
Fujitaka walked in a girl's bedroom.
Messy.
Filthy.
Stuff all over the place.
"Haah…" Fujitaka sighed with Sakura's messed up bedroom. He shook his head in disparagement. "Love…" he whispered. "Maybe it was a little too big for my daughter…" Of course, he noticed what was going on. He doesn't know everything… But he knew the main point.
He clutched tighter the letter in his hand while glancing around the bedroom looking for his daughter. After for a few minutes, he abjured realizing that Sakura is not in her room. He walked out of the room then wandered around the house.
Yukito is in England. He reasoned that he has an important work that he may not be able to manage the engagement. But Fujitaka knew what really was the reason and he admired him for that. He knew Yukito was determined to wed his daughter but still set her free.
Touya is still in Japan and soon be following Yukito abroad. What about him? He wasn't affected much. But he has his own reasons why he should just keep his mouth shut. But he can't approve that his sister would be dying around for a gaki like Li Xiao Lang.
Fujitaka passed by the room that Syaoran used before. It's been 3 weeks since he left and Fujitaka can't help but wonder why his daughter is still not over it- even a bit. He touched the doorknob and attempted to turn it. He still remembers that whenever he opens it, before, he would find a happy Sakura laughing with her bodyguard. Now that he had opened it once again, he still saw the same girl but now crying on bed…alone.
"Sakura…" he mentioned as he neared her. Her face was buried on the white pillow.
"Go away..!" she responded with her mouth covered by the pillow.
He sat on the bed, noticing his daughter's body beside him, he said, "Sakura…"
"I said go away!" she exclaimed still not lifting her head.
"I have something for you." He muttered.
"Oh Dad!" she lifted her head and added, "Not your surprises again! I had enough, ok?"
Her dad smirked and lifted the letter, "Even this?"
She still wore her frown and tried to read the address written on the envelope. "T-Tomoyo Daidouji." Her eyes widened with her best friend's name written on the envelope. That's the next best thing, right? She grasped the letter from her dad's hand. "Thanks Dad."
That night Sakura opened the envelope. She found tickets in it. She took the letter then read:
Dearest Sakura,
Hi there! How are you? I've missed you so much. I'm sorry if I couldn't reply to your e-mails fast because I had work to do. Wow! I'm still undergraduate and I already have a work! Well, my mum and dad have been helping me a lot. Full support! Oh yeah… About the e-mails, I'm terribly sorry for that. That is why I wrote you a letter to make it up to you. But that's not the whole reason.
Ok, the tickets included in this letter are plane tickets. I want you, and please show up, to join me in my first Cherry Tunnel ball. You might ask what it is all about. Well Sakura, of course you know about Cherry Tunnel; it's the signature of my design, remember? I sort of named it after you! Well actually, the ball isn't just for my design and me. Other designers are also there, models and special guests too. And I want you to be included in it.
Well… I reckon I have to end this letter now; I'll save the chitchat when you're here. I hope to see you I WILL SEE YOU in the H.K.I.A. this weekend, ok? I'll pick you up!
Love Lots,
Tomoyo
A/N: Ok, H.K.I.A., I made that up. (grins)
………………………………………………… Where Syaoran is
A boy we all girls love is currently settled at one of the outdoor tables in a coffee shop in Hong Kong, Victoria.
He sipped his coffee then glanced at the right. With that glance, a lot of girls squealed from afar. "Please ladies…" a man in a black tuxedo said to the girls. "Pipe down…" another man in tuxedo said. Those were Syaoran's bodyguards trying their best to make their master live a normal life. He's the heir of the famous Li Clan. Almost everybody knows him.
At that scene, he sighed, "Haah…" and lifted his left hand. He was clutching a photo in his hand. About the photo? There's a girl in it and I'd steal a cookie from you if you dunno who it is. She has beautiful emerald eyes and shiny auburn hair. She's certainly cute.
He just stared into the photo as if he was drowned in it not minding the girls squealing over him.
"Hi there young man, wonderful photo you have there." A woman with a long curly grayish hair said. … At that, Syaoran stood in front of her and gave her a polite bow. … The woman giggled and said, "You're such a polite and humble young man, considering you have a rich family."
As soon as his head is lifted again, he thought, 'Hmm… This woman is familiar… But I couldn't remember who she is or where I saw her.' He smiled at her.
…………………………………………………
"Ah… Xiao Lang." A womanly voice was heard when Syaoran entered the Li mansion. … He nodded accepting his mum's presence. … "Where have you been? I disagree with your actions, considering that you are the heir of this clan."
He bowed for apology and said, "I'm sorry Mother. I'll be more careful next time."
"Anyhow…" Yelan, his mother, uttered, "That's ok. I want you to take your mind in this…"
A/N: I'm sorry if I'm not in good in their conversations… Spare me from your flames! ONEGAI! (hides)
"Certainly." He replied.
Then a girl from his mother's back appeared and curtsied at him. His eyes suddenly widened knowing what this is gonna be all about. It happened before. He is no stranger to it. Funny, he just regretted what he replied to his mother.
"Xiao Lang… This is Kioku."
He bowed at her as if hating everything at the moment. "Pleased to meet you." He said with greeted teeth.
She curtsied again. She has elbow length navy blue hair, unlike Sakura's who has below shoulder length auburn hair. She is also short but a bit taller than Sakura. She has maroon eyes. Just one look at her, you'll know her beauty is different. "Charmed."
Then Syaoran's mother uttered, "Xiao Lang.." then glided her hand at the back of her son's neck, "don't you recognize her?"
His eyebrow suddenly raised, "Hmm?"
"It's her… You're childhood friend. I know you must've missed her."
He looked at Kioku then to his mother, "Mother… She looks different."
At that, Yelan took a glance at Kioku, "It breaks my heart to hear from you that you don't remember me. But no apology is needed, I have been away from Hong Kong for too long that my looks have adapted from the foreign lands I've been to."
Syaoran still has this doubtful look on his face, but to be polite, he just said, "Oh… Ok?"
"Wonderful." Yelan mentioned. "The two of you have finally met once again."
"Certainly is, madam." Kioku uttered.
Syaoran didn't budge as if he heard nothing.
…………………………………………………… That night
"Darn it!" Syaoran kicked hard his bedroom door as he enters his room. Different shades of green became visible in the scene; his carpet is green, also his walls and bed. He walked over to his bed. He laid on it then covered his forehead and eyes with his arms. "My childhood friend is my fiancé."
He didn't notice Sakura's picture falling from his pocket. "What excuse can I make now?"
…………………………………………………… Where Sakura is
She lays onto her own bed and she is still holding Tomoyo's letter. She examined the letter and the envelope. 'H.K.I.A.'
"Hong Kong International Airport."
END
Author's Notes
Sorry. Sorry. Short chapter.
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