Thank you to my reviewers. I have cleaned this chapter, and I can't put the shoutouts anymore, but thanks
Disclaimers: I do not own Coldplay or any of the songs they have composed and performed. Also, I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura. It is owned by CLAMP, respectively. If I owned CCS I wouldn't have made it as good as CLAMP has made it. And blah blah blah I'll just get to the fic because that's what you're here for anyways. BTW, I own this plot!
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I'll Turn To You Now
A CCS Fanfic by Starfire Star
Chapter Three: Part II: The Past is in the Past
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Reminder/Recap:
Syaoran's visions of a sad Sakura if he would be telling her he was leaving put pain in his heart. He loved Sakura so much… he didn't want to leave her. But still…
Syaoran knew family honor and respect was important to his family. He didn't want to hurt his parents, the people who raised him, who loved him for his entire life. It would pain him to see his parents fly off.
That's it. Syaoran knew his decision. It was what he was thinking of all along.
A couple of minutes later Jun stopped the car in their rented mansion driveway. Yelan, Jun, and Syaoran got out of the car, Yelan and Jun still anticipating the answer to the question.
As soon as Yelan and Jun peeled off their coats inside the house and took off their shoes, Syaoran announced, "I've made my decision."
Yelan smiled shakily. Jun nodded.
"I've decided to go on with the Li Clan Preparation. I'll come with you to China," Syaoran said quietly, his voice cracking and shaking.
-End of Reminder/Recap-
Meanwhile, while Syaoran and his family were on vacation, Sakura was very anxious. She sat on the floor of her tiled bathroom, holding a small object in her hands. Tears softly streamed down her face. She gulped and stared at the ceiling, then stared back at the object again. Then she let out a sudden moan and burst into fresh tears.
There was a knock at the front door of the house. Sakura could hear her neighbour, Kyoko Meshida call through the door, "Konnichiwa? Is anyone home?"
Sakura took a quick gulp, and shakily stood up. She jammed the small object into the front pocket of her jeans. She quickly splashed her tear-struck face with some cold, clean water and wiped it on a face towel. She shook her head and put a pleasant face on.
"Oh, Konnichiwa, Sakura-chan," Kyoko greeted. She was a very nice woman, in her mid-twenties. She had her long brown hair braided in a single plait down her back. She was just a couple of inches taller than Sakura, and her eyes always seemed to be sparkling. Tomoyo often told Sakura that Kyoko looked like her, but older.
"Oh, hi, Miss Kyoko," Sakura smiled. "Would you like to come in?" She panicked at her own words. She couldn't let Kyoko in! Not in the state she was in.
Sakura felt a sense of relief when she hear Kyoko reply, "Oh, no, Sakura. I'd love to, but I have some studying to do." Kyoko had taken a few years after she finished High School to travel. She has visited all over the world. But now she was a student at Tokyo U. Sakura always admired Kyoko.
Kyoko pulled an apple pie and a cheesecake out of a plastic bag. "I made these for you, your father, and Touya. I had to bake some things for Tokyo U's annual Bake Sale Festival, and I couldn't see why not to bake a few extras," Kyoko smiled as she handed them to Sakura.
"Oh! Thanks!" Sakura replied. Kyoko took one look around the house. "Is Touya or your father home?"
"Oh, no," Sakura told her. "Touya's visiting a friend, and Dad is at work."
"Oh, well, I should get going. I see you have some studying to do, too," Kyoko nodded at the object peeking out from the front pocket of Sakura's jeans. Kyoko thought it was a pen.
Sakura nodded quickly, and grabbed for the handle of the door. Suddenly Kyoko frowned out the small object in Sakura's jeans. She then stared at Sakura with a confused, worried, concerned, surprised face.
"W-what?" Sakura whispered, preparing for the worst. She knew what Kyoko suspected. "What's wrong?"
"Sakura… are you okay? Are you sick?" Kyoko quickly rushed in, hand on Sakura's forehead. "You looked flushed. No wonder you had a thermometer in your pocket. Do you want me to check your temperature?"
Sakura shook her head in embarrassment and stopped Kyoko's hand from reaching her pocket. Sakura was awfully embarrassed. It was embarrassing being treated like a little kid from a person you admired.
"No, it's okay, Kyoko, you have work to do," Sakura pushed Kyoko to the door. "It's alright, really!"
"W-wha?" Kyoko stuttered. "Well, Sakura, if you really insist, I'll leave you alone. Just, just call me if you need me."
"All right, arigato gozaimasu," Sakura bowed. "I appreciate your concern, but I'm fine, really."
"Okay then," Kyoko said, turning away with a little wave over her shoulder. "See you later, Sakura-chan!"
Sakura closed the door with a sigh of relief and pushed a strand of auburn hair out of her eyes. She was really stressed out.
Sakura remembered why she was crying. She covered her eyes in distress, feeling her emerald eyes being filled with tears. She ran to her room, and threw herself down on her bed. She pulled stray, limp bangs from her face and continued to sob.
This isn't fair! This is what I get from falling in love with Syaoran Li? Sakura thought to herself as she curled up in a ball and continued to cry. The small, hard object in her pocket prevented her from moving a lot, so she grabbed it out of her pocket,
"This is horrible… no… I can't!" Sakura cried as she flung the object across the room. She continued to cry into her pillow, wiping her tears on it.
"I have to call Tomoyo," Sakura said, still sniffling and hiccupping. "I need her."
She quickly dialed Tomoyo's number and was not surprised to hear her mother answer.
"Hello?" Sonomi Daidouji said to Sakura. "Daidouji residence. Does this have any relation to the brand-new Tomoyo dolls being over-stocked? Because I've already…"
"Hi, Auntie Sonomi," Sakura said. She kept her voice low as she clutched the phone. She didn't want her aunt to know how she was feeling.
"Oh, hello, Sakura," Sonomi replied. "How are you doing? How's life treating you?"
"Same, as always," Sakura said. "I'm ready to start University next year…" That is, if I'll ever get to go, Sakura thought to herself.
"Oh, good, good. Tokyo University is a wonderful University. I went there myself. Although it's awfully far away so you have to commute…"
"Yes, but my dad's got it all covered," Sakura answered. "Actually, Auntie Sonomi, can I please speak to Tomoyo?"
"Oh, why, yes," Sonomi said. "I'll just get her… but she might be shooting her next 'fashion documentary'. Of course to her it wouldn't be a fashion documentary without you modeling the clothes but…" Sonomi's voice trailed off as she thumped up the stairs.
"Tomoyo, sweetie!" Sonomi knocked on Tomoyo's door.
"Hai!" Sakura heard Tomoyo faintly reply through the door.
"It's Sakura-chan," Sonomi said matter-of-factly as Tomoyo opened the door.
"Oh, thanks," Tomoyo said snatching the phone and closing the door on her mother.
Sonomi shook her head in disappointment from her daughter. Then she made her way down the stairs.
"Oh! Sakura?" Tomoyo said, pressing ear to the phone.
"Tom… it's… it's…" Sakura whispered. She couldn't even say it. It was too shocking. She trembled as she clutched the phone tighter. "I can't… I need you to come over right now. It's an emergency."
"What!" Tomoyo shrieked as she searched frantically around her room for a coat. "Sakura? Are you okay? What happened? Is everything and everyone ok?"
"Yes, yes," Sakura hissed. "Keep your voice down. I need to talk to you. Come to my place, now!"
"Okay, Sakura," Tomoyo trembled, as concerned and scared as Sakura. "I'm coming."
Tomoyo grabbed her coat and car keys and rushed downstairs, sliding on her comfortable black flip-flops.
"Mom!" Tomoyo called. "I'm going over to Sakura's!"
"Oh, why? Is she okay?" Sonomi asked as Tomoyo rushed to get her coat on. "And… Tomoyo! It's 30 degrees (Celsius) outside! You don't need a coat!"
"Oh, crap," Tomoyo shrugged off her coat and threw it on a coach. She hurried outside but paused at the doorway when she heard her mother scolding her.
"Tomoyo Daidouji! I will not have that language or tone in my house!" Sonomi scolded.
"I know mom… but Sakura's my best friend and cousin and I need to be there for her." Tomoyo took a deep breath and rushed out the door, quickly unlocking the door and jumping in the driver's seat.
"Oh… my…" Sonomi shook her head and put a hand to her face.
Tomoyo backed out of the driveway and almost hit a tree. "Oh, damn," Tomoyo said. "What is with me?"
She quickly drove over to Sakura's, not noticing the many people honking at her when she passed a busy street.
What's up with Sakura? Tomoyo wondered to herself. She sounded like someone died… or something's wrong. Did Syaoran break up with her? But he's in Korea… oh my gosh! Did he break up with her on the phone? That bastard…
Tomoyo hurried to park in Sakura's driveway, made her way up the porch, and knocked hard and rapidly on the front screen door.
Sakura slowly appeared at the door, tear-stricken face and everything. "Tomoyo!" Sakura cried as she opened the door. Immediately Sakura gave Tomoyo a hug.
"Oh, Sakura," Tomoyo shook her head. "What's up? Are you okay?"
"Tomoyo… I don't believe it… I can barely say it… but I-I just might be pregnant."
Tomoyo felt as if the world had stopped. "W-what?" she said, eyes wide.
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Sakura sat on her bed, hugging her legs in front of her. Her face was filled with despair.
Tomoyo sat on the ground, back against the wall facing Sakura. She shook her head in concern.
"You had SEX?" Tomoyo exclaimed suddenly. "I don't believe you! You would've told me!"
"Tomoyo!" Sakura shot back. "It was a one time thing! We were- we just got carried away! Besides, it was my first time!"
"When did you do… it?" Tomoyo asked.
Sakura sighed. "During my big Birthday Bash. We… we just got so caught up in the moment."
Tomoyo's eyes narrowed. "Oh my god Sakura! Did he rape you? Force you into doing it?"
Sakura looked horrified. "Of course not! I love him Tom! I really do!"
Tomoyo put on a small smile. "I know you do."
There was a pause before Tomoyo said, "So… was he good?"
"WHAT?" Sakura exclaimed. "What do you mean?"
"Was he good… like, for your first time? Was it his?" Tomoyo said.
"Well…" Sakura hesitated.
Tomoyo rolled her eyes. "I didn't think so. I mean, you expect the hottest guy in school to be a virgin?"
"Well… his first time was in Grade 10. But we've been going out for two and a half years. I really do love him, so I don't care."
"I don't understand this, Sakura," Tomoyo said, shaking her head again. "Didn't you use protection?"
"Yes!" Sakura insisted immediately. "It… it just kind of… it wasn't put on properly. We just realized that after it was over. "
"Then you can't be shocked that you're pregnant," Tomoyo said. "You had it coming. But I don't think it was your fault! It was his!"
"How?" Sakura defended Syaoran. "It's both our faults!"
Tomoyo bit her lip. "I don't want to get into the details." She began playing with the corner of Sakura's carpet.
Sakura didn't know what to say. Sakura decided for Tomoyo to say something, so in the meantime she smoothed out all the wrinkles from her bedspread.
"Sakura… when did you find this out?" Tomoyo whispered finally. "About the baby, I mean."
"Only today… I got kind of suspicious," Sakura paused with a Look from Tomoyo. "Okay, okay, I got REALLY suspicious. It started out with the morning sickness and the ability to smell really strongly… I'm scared, Tom."
"I know, Sakura. What are we going to do?" Tomoyo answered.
"What is everyone going to say?" Sakura blurted out. "It's not like this happens a lot in Tomoeda! My family's going to be the shame of the century! First with my Mom getting married to Dad who was her teacher… and now me getting pregnant when I'm 18 and not even married!"
"Sakura… we'll find a way. Besides, screw all those gossipy town folks," Tomoyo said.
"But how am I going to tell Dad and Touya? What if Dad tells me to get an abortion or put up the baby for adoption? What if Touya beat Syao—" Sakura realized a horrifying time that would come pretty soon. "Oh… my… god… I have to tell Syaoran! Oh my Kami, Tomoyo, what's going to happen! I'm already treading on thin ice with his parents! Oh, they are going to be so mad! Even worse— Syaoran could be mad at me! Oh… I can't handle this! It's too much!" Sakura burst into tears.
Tomoyo stood up, sat next to Sakura, and gave her a comforting hug. "Syaoran would never get mad at you. He cares about you too much. He would never do anything to hurt you."
But little did they know that Syaoran would indeed hurt Sakura.
"B-but… what is everyone going to say? How am I g-going to tell D-dad (hiccup)? A-and Touya? A-and Rika and C-Chiharu and Naoko… and Yamazaki! And, and even Kyoko!"
"Sakura… I know your father will understand. And I bet everyone else will be supportive and sympathetic, just like me."
"B-but I'm going to have a baby!" Sakura wailed. "I won't be able to go to Tokyo University if I have to take care of a baby!"
"I'm so sorry Sakura," Tomoyo said gently. "But the pregnancy test MAY be wrong. I just thought of that only now. You'll never know unless you go to the doctor's."
"Uh… y-yeah… no use me acting up on something that may not even be real," Sakura said shakily as she wiped her eyes.
"Sakura! We're home!" A voice said as the front door open and keys shook.
"Oh, no," Sakura wailed. "My dad and Touya are home!"
"Don't worry," Tomoyo said, even though she was worrying herself.
"Sakura! Where are you?" Fujitaka Kinomoto called through the house now, rustling grocery bags.
Sakura stood up and brushed imaginary lint from her jeans. "Got to face the music," she said to herself, reaching for the doorknob.
"I'm right behind you," Tomoyo said as she stood up too.
Sakura opened the door and stepped outside. "Dad, I'm here. I was just in my room with Tomoyo."
"Thank god," Touya said as Sakura and Tomoyo appeared in the kitchen. "I thought you were in your room with- with that brat!"
"Relax," Sakura said, a tint of blush spread across her cheeks with a playful punch to Touya's shoulder. "Are you kidding me?"
She glanced nervously at Tomoyo. Tomoyo shrugged back.
"Anyways, Sakura, we still have to make some arrangements with the University…" Fujitaka's voice trailed off as everything swirled through Sakura's head, making her incredibly dizzy.
Should I tell Dad and Touya? Syaoran, I'm having a baby. No, Dad might throw me out! Will he really do that? Will Touya beat Syaoran up? I'm having a baby… OH MY GOD I'M HAVING A BABY! No parties for me anymore… maternity clothes… being fat and hungry… morning sickness…Sakura thought to herself, her face filled with nervousness and fright. Her chest tightened with every worry.
"Sakura? Are you listening to me? We have a lot to do before you go to Tokyo U," Fujitaka reminded his daughter, who had a distant expression to her face.
"Sakura?" Fujitaka said gently to Sakura.
"Huh? Oh, sorry, Dad…" Sakura said.
"Sakura… is there something wrong? Did something happen? Are you alright?" Fujitaka asked.
"Well… um no…" Sakura stammered. "It's just that…"
"Hai? What it is?" Fujitaka said.
"Um…" Sakura glanced at Tomoyo. Tomoyo's head shook 'No' but Sakura knew it was now or never. Everyone would notice in one month or so. And besides, honesty is the best policy. She decided to go with that. But still… something was holding her back.
"Dad… Dad…" Sakura began… heart pounding and tears filling her huge eyes.
Touya was listening to Sakura too. He stared at her with a questioning face.
"Dad… I'm pregnant!" Sakura blurted out. She burst into tears and ran to her room. Fujitaka, Touya, and Tomoyo heard Sakura's bedroom door slam and sobs being heard.
Tomoyo gave a helpless and apologetic glance at Touya and Fujitaka, and then ran after Sakura.
Fujitaka just stared straight ahead, a dazed expression on his face. His mouth was open in shock. He slumped into a nearby chair.
Touya was shocked too. He took a deep breath… and slumped into a chair himself. It was a long time before anyone said anything. Fujitaka put his head in his hands.
Touya's face had turned from shocked to disappointed to anger. "Who did this to my sis… is it that brat! I'll kill him… I KNEW something was wrong with him! The little asshole… I'll hunt him down and slaughter him!"
"Touya," Fujitaka's voice was cold and serious. "We can't be joking around. This is serious."
Touya nodded. "I guess we should go speak to the claimer."
"Yes… well… we should," Fujitaka stood up and headed for Sakura's room. Touya followed.
"Sakura… we need to talk," Fujitaka said with a knock on the door.
Tomoyo reached for the doorknob. "No!" Sakura hissed. She was lying on the bed. "I don't need to talk now!"
Tomoyo gave a sigh. "Sakura. They're your family."
Sakura fell back on the bed in exasperation.
Tomoyo got the door. "Um… Mr. Kinomoto… Sakura is a bit stressed and nervous right now."
Fujitaka gave a little pat on Tomoyo's shoulder. "I'm your uncle. And you sound like Sakura's nurse." He gave a little chuckle and slightly pushed Tomoyo aside to get to his daughter.
Sakura was sitting on her bed, rocking back and forth, and hugging her legs in front of her.
Touya and Tomoyo gave each other glances as they saw Fujitaka sit next to Sakura.
"Sakura," Fujitaka spoke to her. "I'm very surprised that you're… pregnant."
"I need you to take me to the doctor. Home tests aren't 100 accurate," Sakura said quickly.
"Yes… well, you have had to be more careful. It's your choice to do something, Sakura. You should've made the right one," Fujitaka said carefully. "There's a risk in everything you do."
"Dad… just a thought… what if I am pregnant?" Sakura said quietly.
"Then… it's your choice whether to have an abortion or put it up for adoption."
"What if I decide to keep it?" Sakura asked.
"Then… it will put a block into your plans for the future. You may not be able to go to University."
Sakura bit her lip and stared down at her hands. "I'm sorry… it's all my fault."
"Sakura… whatever you do, we're here to support you. We'll make it through," Fujitaka reassured her.
"Does the brat know?" Touya spoke up from the doorway. "He better be involved in this, too."
"No, he doesn't know. He's in South Korea with his parents," Sakura said.
"Sakura… there's a lot of responsibility involved in this. You're going to have to spend every single moment with the baby. You won't have free time to spend with your friends. I can't exactly say that I'm not angry or disappointed and hurt about this whole situation."
"I'm sorry." Sakura said quietly. "I'm sorry I made this family have a bad reputation. I'm such a shame." Sakura's eyes filled with tears.
"You're not a shame," Touya said.
"I have to go make an appointment with Doctor Aoyama," Fujitaka said, standing up. "Our talk isn't finished, Sakura."
"Okay," Sakura mumbled. Tomoyo shot her a sympathetic look.
"I'll go hunt for that kid," Touya said, shooting Sakura a dagger look.
"He's in South Korea, Touya!"
"Then I better book tickets for the quickest flight to there."
Tomoyo sat down next to Sakura. "I'm not sure he's joking," Sakura said as Touya left.
Tomoyo opened her arms. "Looks like you need a hug, Saku-chan."
Sakura smiled and hugged Tomoyo. "Thanks, Tom. You're the best!"
"I know I am," Tomoyo replied with a grin.
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It was two days after Sakura told her father. Sakura lay on her bed, reading a book. A soft breeze flowed in to her room from the opened windows. Begonia Tree petals swirled into Sakura's room. The sun shone brightly, lighting up Sakura's room.
But today wouldn't exactly be a happy day.
Sakura abruptly dropped the book and sighed. She glanced at the bear Syaoran had given her for her 16th Birthday. She smiled and grabbed for it. She gave it a big hug. It felt like the bear was Syaoran, when he wasn't around.
"How am I going to tell Syaoran?" Sakura wondered to herself. "I hope he's not mad…"
Sakura sighed in happiness and a bit of past embarrassment when she remembered when she wasn't going out with Syaoran. When she had a crush on the hottest guy in school (what girl didn't?), Syaoran Li. She was dared by her friends to go kiss Syaoran Li unexpectedly. $35 was involved, so Sakura decided to do it.
"Go on, Sakura, go on!" Tomoyo whispered as she gave Sakura a little shove forward. Sakura was a bit embarrassed to walk up to Syaoran and his group of friends.
She gave a nervous glance back to her friends, but continued on forward. She reached Syaoran and his friends.
Sakura gave a tap on Syaoran's shoulder. He turned around…and did the most unexpected thing!
Syaoran turned around and was about to say "Ye—" when Sakura grabbed his head and her lips met his. They were both so surprised that they kissed for more than a few seconds. The whole time her hands were on his head.
Everyone around was whistling and catcalling. Tomoyo and Sakura's friends giggled and clapped and screamed, "Whooo hooo Sakura!"
Their lips parted. Sakura took her hands off his head, closed her eyes for a split second, and shook her head with a smile. Syaoran's face was shocked the whole time. Sakura winked at him, then flounced off to her friends.
Every guy was clapping and whistling at Sakura. Most girls shot evil dagger looks at Sakura.
"W-who was that?" Syaoran asked his friends. "And… why did she kiss me?"
And the rest was history (wink).
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Sakura stood up and looked at the mirror. She glanced at her stomach. It wasn't that big, but Sakura was feeling particularly huge that day. Aw, man. Am I getting big already? And I just bought new clothes… I won't be wearing them for a long time… Sigh Sakura thought to herself as she studied herself in the mirror.
Just yesterday she, Tomoyo (who insisted on going) and Fujitaka had gone to the doctor's to make sure that Sakura was really pregnant. And she was.
The doctor gave them pamphlets and all sorts of advice about the pregnancy.
"Sakura, for your age, you might want to consider everything but keeping the baby," Dr. Aoyama said carefully.
Fujitaka nodded while Sakura clutched her purse. "I… guess," Sakura mumbled.
"I know you already want to keep it. But most teenage pregnancies don't turn out well. The babies or kids end up at orphanages or abandoned."
"I would never do that," Sakura defended. "I'm not a horrible person. I would never do that do a child!"
"Yes, Sakura, I know," the doctor reassured her. "It's just that… I'd rather see a young lady like you go to University and have a bright future for a good career. Having a baby will change that."
Sakura said nothing.
"You'll have a crying baby in your arms most of the day. While you're taking care of your child, you'll see your friends enter University and make something of them. So, think it over carefully Sakura," Dr. Aoyama said gently.
"We'll support you," Fujitaka spoke with a nod. "Whether you choose to keep it or not, it's your choice."
Tomoyo patted Sakura's shoulder.
"I-I need to think it over a couple of days. I'm not sure yet," Sakura said.
"Alright," the doctor said. "Give me a call when you decide."
"We'll call you soon," Fujitaka promised, standing up from chair.
"Thank you, doctor," Sakura said as she stood up herself.
"Anytime," Dr. Aoyama said. "And… listen. I've seen a lot of teens come into my office that are pregnant. And actually, some of the teens and their babies end up doing fine."
Tomoyo smiled. Sakura managed to put on a shaky smile.
Sakura sighed and flopped on the bed. "I wonder what Syaoran is doing now."
She didn't know that at that very moment, Syaoran was on his laptop, saying his final farewell to her.
-Meanwhile, With Syaoran-
"Syaoran, are you ready to leave?" Yelan called up the stairs to Syaoran's bedroom. "We have to be at the airport by ten!"
"Almost!" Syaoran called as he typed frantically on his laptop. His room was empty now, all the things removed by movers and packed away to be shipped off to his mansion in Hong Kong. "I'm just writing a letter to someone!"
He was writing an email to Tomoyo. He hoped Sakura and Tomoyo wouldn't be too mad at him. Wait, what was he kidding? Sakura would probably bawl her eyes out (his heart clenched at that) and Tomoyo would kill him for making Sakura cry.
"I have to write this email," Syaoran said. "Saying goodbye to Sakura would be too painful."
He was hurt a lot by his own response to his parents. He was shocked himself. But he thought it was the right thing to do. Hopefully, one day, Sakura would forgive him. But right now he had to go. He loved her so goddamn much that it hurt. After he told his parents, he cried secretly in his bedroom (A/N: Snicker!).
Dear Daidouji (Tomoyo-san),
I truly regret to say this, but I am leaving. Please tell Sakura that I'm sorry and that I love her and hope one day she will forgive me.
I can't say where I'm leaving, or why. I'm sorry I couldn't tell you and Sakura in person because it would be too painful. I can't bear to see Sakura's tears.
I don't know if or when I will return. I might. Tell Sakura to forget about me. She should go on with her life and find some other guy that would make her happy and deserves her more than me.
Syaoran almost died when he wrote that part. He was practically crying now. He fingers shook. No, he didn't want Sakura to forget him! He didn't want her to move on and find another guy! No, dammit, Sakura was his!
"Why… why the hell did I make this decision?" Syaoran growled to himself as he slammed a fist on the table.
Thank you for everything, Daidouji, I will miss you. Of course I will miss Sakura more than anything in the world. I love her that much.
Sincerely,
Syaoran Li
Syaoran clicked SEND to Tomoyo's email address. "I just hope that girl gets the email," Syaoran said. "Oh what the hell, who am I kidding? That girl leaves her computer on 24/7. I wonder how they can pay the electricity bill…"
"Syaoran?" Yelan called now, knocking on Syaoran's door. "We're leaving. Your father is downstairs, and the limo has arrived. Be quick, okay?"
"Yeah, I'm just finished," Syaoran said, shutting his laptop and slipping it into the bag. He smiled at his mother.
Yelan was taken aback by this, but smiled almost too hard at Syaoran. He had never smiled at his parents that much.
"Let's go."
Yelan strode out the door, motioning for Syaoran to follow.
"I just hope I'm doing the right thing," Syaoran mumbled to himself.
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"Mom, there's something I should tell you," Tomoyo said to her mom in the kitchen of their home. She was fixing herself breakfast and was in her blue pajamas.
"Yes?" Sonomi asked, sitting down at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee and the newspaper.
"Sakura's pregnant," Tomoyo said, waiting for the worst to come from her mother.
Sonomi acted like she hadn't heard. She sipped her coffee for a while, a stony look beginning to appear on her face.
"Tomoyo… Sakura's pregnant," Sonomi said in a throaty voice. "I don't believe this…"
"Yes, she is," Tomoyo said. "And it's not like she planned it."
"Who's the father of the baby?" Sonomi asked as Tomoyo sat down beside her with a bowl of cereal.
"Her long-time boyfriend, Syaoran Li," Tomoyo answered, spooning cereal into her mouth. "We went to the doctor's yesterday and the doctor confirmed she was pregnant."
Sonomi sighed and shook her head. "What a world we're living in. Teens should be more careful."
Tomoyo rolled her eyes and continued eating.
"Poor Sakura-chan," Sonomi continued. "Is she keeping it?"
"She doesn't know yet," Tomoyo answered.
"Well… I hope she learned a lesson from all this," Sonomi replied as she shook her newspaper. She glanced at her daughter. "And I hope you learned from this, too."
"Mom!" Tomoyo protested. "Don't."
"I just hope you know."
A PING! Sounded from Tomoyo's computer in the living room. She made it loud enough so she could hear it from anywhere in the house.
"Tomoyo, turn that thing off once in a while," Sonomi complained to her daughter. "Our electricity bills are rocketing sky-high these days!"
"Yeah, yeah, just hold on a sec," Tomoyo dashed off to her computer. It turned out it was an email from Syaoran.
"What is Syaoran doing emailing ME all the way from South Korea?" Tomoyo said to herself, clicking away at the email.
Tomoyo pulled a nearby chair and sat on it. She read the email with lightning-fast eyes.
"W-what… Dear Tomoyo… I'm leaving… tell Sakura I love her?" Tomoyo shrieked. "Oh my god!"
"Tomoyo! Indoor voice!"
"Mom, I have to go to Sakura's! I got to show her this letter!" Tomoyo told her mother.
"Why? What's it for? Who sent it?' Her mother questioned.
"It's Li! Sakura's boyfriend! He's leaving!" Tomoyo rushed on.
"Leaving?" Sonomi repeated.
"Yes!" Tomoyo clicked PRINT on the computer and out came the letter.
"I'm leaving for Sakura's!" Tomoyo exclaimed as she ran out the door, clutching the paper.
And off she drove again, just like she did two days before when Sakura said she wanted Tomoyo to come over.
"What does Syaoran think he's doing? He's going to break Sakura's heart… oh my god Sakura didn't even tell Syaoran that she was pregnant! WE'RE GONNA DIE!" Tomoyo started shrieking in the car for no apparent reason.
Tomoyo rushed into Sakura's house with the piece of paper in hand.
"SAKURA!" Tomoyo screamed.
Touya approached the shrieking Tomoyo. "Daidouji! What's up? Why are you shrieking?"
"It's… Li… leaving… Hong Kong!" Tomoyo sputtered trying to catch her breath.
When you try your best but you don't succeed
when you get what you want but not what you need
when you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse
"Easy now. I'll go get Saku," Touya patted Tomoyo on the back, left and appeared with a bewildered Sakura.
"Tomoyo! Are you alright?" Sakura rushed to her best friend.
Tomoyo's face crumpled, but she didn't cry yet.
"Take the paper," Tomoyo whispered.
"Why?"
"TAKE IT!" Tomoyo thrust the paper at Sakura. "It just shows how you can't depend on men!"
"Huh?"
Sakura read the paper, her face crumpling up. Suddenly tears started streaming down her face.
When the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
could it be worse?
Sakura knees gave out beneath her, and she collapsed. While Touya and Tomoyo tried to get her up, she brought a hand to her mouth. Her eyes blinked with tears.
"H-how could he do this to me?" Sakura whispered. "He would've have done this if he loved me…"
-
Syaoran stared out the window of the limo. Rain splattered the car, and the sky was a dark gray. Just as he had left the mansion, Rain erupted from the sky and lightning and thunder could be heard and seen outside.
I'm so sorry Sakura… but I love you, Syaoran thought to himself. Maybe I'll be able to tell you one day.
"Excited about seeing all of your relatives again?" Yelan asked Syaoran, touching his arm slightly.
"I guess," Syaoran replied, still staring out the window.
"I'm sorry you had to make a choice, Syaoran," Yelan bit her lip. "But it's for the best. It's for everyone's sake."
"Except for my friends and Sakura," Syaoran said in a rather cold voice. He was shocked as his own words. He never spoke that coldly to his mother. He never disrespected her.
Yelan was a bit taken aback by his words. "You'll understand," she said softly, sitting back in her seat.
"Syao—" Jun began in a warning tone.
"No, no, it's fine, Jun," Yelan interrupted with a weak smile.
Syaoran took a deep breath. It seemed like his family was always tense. It was like they could never relax.
"I'm sorry," Syaoran said quietly. "I've made everything harder for you."
"No, no!" Yelan reassured him immediately. "Syaoran, don't say that! You've always made us proud to say that you were our son."
"And we've supported your decisions all the time, because they were the right ones," Jun added.
"Except… for falling in love with Sakura," Syaoran answered. "You never supported my decision to go out with her. You never liked her. I could see it in your faces. You didn't think she was good enough, even though she tried hard to make you like her. She was nice to you. And you treated her like dirt just because she wasn't rich or didn't have anything famous or something like that to her name. And because her father married his student."
Lights will guide you home
and ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
Yelan and Jun were speechless. "Xiao Lang." Jun said. "You will not speak to us that way."
"It's our turn to be sorry," Yelan said remorsefully. "We never wanted our son to be mad at us or to think badly of us. We always wanted you to have the best."
"Sakura was the best," Syaoran told them, still staring out the window. "I think it's time for you guys to think of the person, not the things they have. You've been blind all this time."
Yelan looked ashamed. Jun looked away from his son.
"We're almost at the airport," the chauffeur told the family. "You should get ready."
"Thank you," Jun said to him.
-
Tomoyo and Touya both led Sakura to her bedroom. She plopped down on her bed, weeping and punching a pillow with her fists.
Tomoyo and Touya were mad themselves. They both swore they would kill Syaoran when they hunted him down.
"Tomoyo… how could he do this to me? Why? We were in love! Where did he go? Did he leave me for another woman…?" Sakura wailed.
"Oh, Sakura… I'm so, so sorry," Tomoyo whispered. "That guy is a jerk."
Sakura wept silently in her pillow. Oh Syaoran… why did you do this?
"Was it something I did?" Sakura whispered to Tomoyo, her voice barely audible.
"I'm sure it wasn't you… he just said that he loved you."
Sakura brought the letter to her eyes once more. "I don't want to move on!"
High up above or down below
when you're too in love to let it go
If you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth
"Sa—" Tomoyo began
"No! Where is he going! I have to find him and catch him before he leaves! What does this mean? He's not living in Tomoeda anymore?" Sakura shouted, trying to wiggle out of Touya and Tomoyo's grasp.
"Sakura! No!" Touya exclaimed.
"I'm sorry Sakura… let it go. Just let it go," Tomoyo whispered.
Sakura burst into fresh tears and stopped trying to wiggle her way out. She collapsed onto the ground.
"Why did you leave me Syaoran?" Sakura said aloud. "You said you were never going to leave me… you broke your promise."
Lights will guide you home
and ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
-
Syaoran sat on a cushioned chair in the airport, waiting for his flight to be called. Yelan's hand rested on Syaoran's shoulder. Yelan and Jun sat on either side of Syaoran. Both were very nervous.
"It's not a long flight," Yelan tried to ease the tension. "We'll be there pretty fast. I tried to book us a private flight, but none were available. And I tried coaxing some of our relatives to send us our private jet from Hong Kong, but they said it was in repairs. It seems like Meiling really got into flying and decided to try to fly our jet. She didn't make a smooth landing though, so one of the landing tires had to be repaired," Yelan shook her head. "Times have changed."
Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face and I
"Did Meiling get hurt?" Syaoran asked.
"No, she's fine," Yelan, said quickly.
"I wonder how much we have to pay for the repairs," Jun grumbled. "If you ask me, Meiling should be paying us off. She was the one who caused the damage."
"No one asked for your opinion," Syaoran spoke in a cold tone.
Yelan panicked. "Jun, she's our niece."
Jun didn't answer. And intercom blared, "Attention, Flight 426 to Hong Kong will now be boarding. I repeat, Flight 426 to Hong Kong will now be boarding. Thank you."
"That's us," Jun said as he stood up. Yelan grabbed her purse and ushered them onto the plane.
"I can't help feeling that I'm not doing the right thing," Syaoran said quietly.
"Don't worry, Syaoran. Once we get to Hong Kong, you'll have the feeling of truly being home, and you'll forget all about the past," Jun said as they settled themselves into their seats.
Syaoran said nothing, instead stared out the airplane window. He couldn't help but feel bad.
Thoughts of Sakura filled his head… her Eighteenth Birthday… watching the fireworks… New Year's… watching her smile and laugh. The way she hugged him in front of the whole school, and didn't care.
"Sakura…" he said whispered to himself. He felt tears streaming down his face. He pulled his hood over his chocolate-brown hair so his parents wouldn't notice.
Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face and I
-
Sakura clutched her pillow, lying on the bed. Tomoyo sat down next to her, a somber look on her face.
"Syaoran…" Sakura whispered to herself as a tear spilled out of the corner of her eye and on the pillow. "I love you…"
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try… to fix you
-
Chapter Cleaned As of June 11th, 2006
A/N: Beautiful chapter… I almost cried myself. Odd… Well, there probably will be a Part III, but it will only be half the chapter (not toooo long). It took me a while, but I'm so happy I did it! And please, leave me a review!
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