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Syaoran smiled, but it was sad. "Forget you? Never."

With a final smile that Sakura knew from earlier years, he turned his back and stepped through the gate. He didn't glance behind. In fact, he was letting his tears fall freely. If he turned back, he knew he wouldn't be able to advance onto the plane.

Sakura watched him until he turned and was out of sight. The guard at that gate asked, "Ma'am, are you supposed to be on that flight?"

A bit surprised, she turned to face him. Then she shook her head and left.

Chapter 2: Syaoran's Return

Six long, lonely years passed for Sakura, and she had grown into a lovely young woman. Many, many guys had asked her out, even asked her to be his girl, but to all she had shaken her head. She belonged to Syaoran, and only him. And she was not going to break her promise to him, whether or not it was a matter of life and death.

One morning she awoke from her sleep to her ringtone. Reaching out from under the blanket she grabbed her phone from the table beside her and flipped it open. "Hello?"

"Sakura, are you asleep?" Tomoyo's voice came.

Sakura yawned as she stretched and sat up in bed. "I was. But I'm awake now, so…what's up?"

"'Kura, what's wrong with you?" Tomoyo scolded. "Don't you know what day it is today?"

Sakura looked at her calendar sleepily. "No…" she said carefully.

"Sakura Kinomoto!" Tomoyo sighed. "It's the day of Syaoran's return!"

At this reminder, Sakura sat upright. Syaoran's return, how could she forget? Feeling a lot better, Sakura squealed. "Tomoyo, thank you so much!" and hung up.

In a determined attempt to get to the airport to surprise Syaoran, she hurriedly changed into jeans and her favourite t-shirt before stuffing her phone into her pocket. She ran down the staircase, grabbed something from the fridge and got into her car.

Biting into her apple, she started the engine and drove off.

In minutes she reached the airport. Straightening her hair, she sat at the bench where she had sat with Syaoran six years ago while waiting for his flight. Memories flooded back, and suddenly she found herself wondering whether Syaoran had met with an accident.

Quickly she pushed those thoughts away and patiently waited for a voice on the speaker to announce the touchdown of a plane from Hong Kong. It came sooner than she thought. "Touchdown from Hong Kong at Gate…"

Sakura didn't bother to listen. She knew which gate it was. She jumped up from the bench and ran towards the announced gate. There were a few people there already, no doubt loved ones from the Hong Kong plane. Soon the passengers came pouring out, a few embracing those who were there.

Sakura waited. Finally, Syaoran walked out in jeans and a sports jacket over his black shirt. She smiled when she saw him with his mischievous brown eyes and his always-messy brown hair. But he was not alone, as she had expected. Beside him was a girl who looked like an American-Japanese. Her shoulder-length hair was a deep hazel blond and her violet eyes twinkled, especially when she looked at Syaoran.

Syaoran held one back in his hand, while his other hand...Sakura's eyes strayed to his left hand, and received the shock of her life. In a tight clasp, Syaoran held his companion's hand, occasionally squeezing it gently.

Sakura watched in utter despair. She knew all of his relatives, but she had never seen this girl. Maybe Syaoran just didn't introduce me to her because of some reasons…Sakura thought.

Her doubts that he had truly left her were confirmed when he bent down to face the girl, used his forefinger to lift up her chin…and his lips met hers. Sakura, after watching this scene, simply crumpled to the floor, tears streaming down her cheeks endlessly as her heart broke. Syaoran pulled back, and to Sakura's anger, the girl had a smug look on her face.

Sakura pushed her hair back before pulling her knees up her to chest and wrapping her arms around them. She leaned against the leg of a bench behind her and watched as Syaoran advanced.

Syaoran heard a girl sobbing near him. He looked over to his companion and said, "Wait here, Akuni." And he took a step forward, looking for the source of the sound.

He had barely taken a few steps when he noticed a figure leaning against the bench leg. Her bangs hung down by her cheeks, concealing part of her face. But Syaoran didn't need to see her entire face to recognize.

"Sakura?" he whispered, shocked.

Familiar green eyes of the most beautiful shade snapped back to him. Sakura's eyes lit up, not in joy, but in anger. She scrambled up, backing away from her ex-boyfriend.

"Sakura?" Syaoran called.

To his surprise, Sakura shook her head. "Stay away from me." She sidestepped to avoid falling over the bench and stood there. Quickly she brushed away her tears and her hair and glared at him. "Don't even come close."

"Sakura, it's me," Syaoran said, tears swelling up in his eyes. What had happened to her? "It's me, Syaoran."

"Not the one I used to know," Sakura answered sadly, shaking her head while keeping her gaze on him. "The one I knew was the one who promised me that he'd never leave me for another. He was the Syaoran I knew would never break that promise."

The girl Syaoran had called Akuni widened her eyes in surprise.

Syaoran extended an arm towards her. "Sakura, please…" he whispered. His tears were falling now, slowly. "Let me explain…"

Sakura didn't let him finish. "I trusted you!" she screamed, backing away from him more. "I trusted you! I gave you everything! I loved you…" she said on a softer tone. Shaking her head more at him, she turned her back and ran towards the exit.

Disclaimer: I do not own CCS or any of the characters in it.