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Sakura hung her head. Tomoyo stood. "Well," she said gently, benting down and putting her hand on Sakura's shoulder, "if you don't believe me, go to his house tomorrow and talk to him about his relationship with Akuni or something like that. Then see what he has in his eyes."

Sakura, still with her head down, nodded, the merest shake of her head. Tomoyo guessed she was crying, so it was best to leave her alone. Sighing sadly in her direction, Tomoyo walked out the door.

As soon as she did, Sakura lifted her head and leaned against the wall, wondering, what would your eyes tell me tomorrow, Syaoran? The truth or the lie?

Chapter 5: A Fatal Accident

Sakura took Tomoyo's advice. The very next morning she dressed in her typical clothes: jeans and a white shirt. She walked to Syaoran's house, memorizing what she was gonna say.

As she was about to knock on the door, she heard giggling. She crept to the open window and peeked over it. She got the shock of her life, worse and much more painful than when she saw Syaoran with Akuni at the airport.

In the living room was Syaoran on one knee in front of Akuni who had a very satisfied and expectant look on her face. He held her hand and said the words Sakura feared the most.

"Akuni, will you marry me?"

He had a pained voice, but Akuni obviously didn't notice. She knelt, hugging and kissing him while squealing yes in Japanese. Syaoran didn't look very happy. In fact, he looked miserable.

Sakura was so crushed, so heartbroken she didn't even bother to think about what Tomoyo said. She stepped back slowly, away from the window…and stepped on a dry twig. The voices in the living room stopped. Before she could run, the front door opened, with Syaoran standing in the doorway and Akuni clinging to his arm. He eyes looked left first, then right, then finally they strayed to Sakura.

"Sakura!" he stammered. He recomposed himself and said, "Do you wanna come in?" Akuni didn't look too happy with this.

Sakura shook her head and controlled the tears from coming out. "It's okay. Umm, I was on my way to the shop down the street when I heard voices. You know me," she managed a weak smile despite her state and red-rimmed eyes, "I'm curious."

She wiped her tears and got up, walking past Syaoran. He caught her wrist and turned her around to face him. Akuni glared at her but didn't say anything. Syaoran said, "Sakura, look…"

Sakura cut him off before he could continue. She looked away, refusing to meet his eyes. "I'm fine," she said when she finally released herself. She rubbed the sides of her arms and walked away, leaving Syaoran and Akuni to themselves.

After watching her go, Syaoran sighed and re-entered the house.

Sakura wasn't running. She was walking really fast, pushing past people and looking down at her feet. She was crying, but she didn't want anyone to see that. She came to the road and finally looked up, wiping away her tears. When she was sure she could cross, she did.

An oncoming driver rattling off on his phone was speeding well past the speed limit, and he saw her crossing only at the last minute. Before he could break, Sakura was down and out.

When Sakura awoke again, she was on a hospital bed with all the equipment around her. Suddenly she felt a gut-wrenching pain in her chest. She squirmed until it went away, then she lay still again.

Sakura let the tears she was holding back fall freely. He had proposed to her. Totally abandoned her. When she had walked to his house, she had a small hope that Tomoyo was right.

However, she was wrong. Sakura wept and wept. She couldn't take the pain anymore. It was just too much. She hoped she died here, so she could never see his face again and remember the love they used to share.

Closing her eyes, she lay back and let her thoughts drive her insane.

Tomoyo was watching the news on TV when she read the headlines at the bottom of the screen. "Auburn-haired teenager hit by reckless driver." Immediately she thought of Sakura. Grabbing her phone, she tried calling her. When she didn't pick up she began to worry; her phone was always on. Always.

She redialed and waited. Soon enough, Sakura picked up. "Tomoyo?" she said weakly.

"'Kura!" Tomoyo cried. "Where are you? Are you okay?"

Sakura told her everything from the time she saw Syaoran proposing to Akuni. Tomoyo nearly cried too. Then she nodded. "I'll be there soon."

Tomoyo was shocked when she saw Sakura's weak body leaning on the pillows behind her. The sign next to her showed the rate of her heartbeat, and it wasn't far from being completely straight.

"'Kura," Tomoyo whispered, placing her hands on her mouth. "Are you okay?"

Sakura smiled weakly. "I've been better." She looked away. "A lot better."

"Sakura, I'm so sorry. I'm the one who convinced to go there," Tomoyo said softly, looking like she was gonna cry.

Sakura put a hand on Tomoyo's arm. "It's not your fault," she said firmly. "It was that idiot driver. And…well, Syaoran's happy with her so I've got no right to force him to love me again, do I?"

Tomoyo was about to retort when the nurse came in, asking her to leave so Sakura could take her medicine and rest. Tomoyo nodded and walked out. She sat on the chairs outside. About half an hour later, the doctor and his nurses rushed into Sakura's room. She stood up in worry.

About fifteen minutes later, the doctor emerged, and he didn't look very happy. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and found Tomoyo staring at him, waiting for news. "You her friend?" he asked gruffly.

Upon seeing her mute nod, he shook his head sadly. "She doesn't have long to live. Apparently there was a poisonous substance at the bottom of the car. It entered her mouth and now…" he sighed and walked away, leaving his sentence hanging. Tomoyo didn't need him to continue.

She stood frozen in shock. She took out her phone from her pocket and hit the speed dial. "Hello?" Syaoran's voice came almost immediately.

"Syaoran!" Tomoyo cried joyfully. And she told him.

When he heard, his jaw dropped. "I'll be there. Just keep her alive. Please." And he hung up. At his house he fell back into a chair, shocked and rocked to the core that the love of his life, the whole reason of his living, was dying.

As he drove to the hospital she was in, he prayed, please, Sakura, please stay alive at least until I get there. Let me have enough time to tell you everything. Please fight it, Sakura. If you really have to die, at least let me see you one last time.

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