Author: tears oF U
Title: Infinite Tears
Summary: Two people separated by an accident, Sakura is an aspiring violinist, and everyone sees her as the girl who will be voted for, "Most likely to Succeed". She's her student body president and the captain of the tennis team. Exactly different from the life Syaoran Li lives. He is a runaway from home, trying to find his true father. He took a boat all the way from China to come to Japan, looking for his father.
Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura.
Chapter 3
Third Tear
"Please mom, I want to be with you…" Sakura said with tears as she positioned the glass. And right when she was going to cut her wrist, the door broke down and her father quickly snatched away the piece of glass. His face was even redder than it was before.
"What the hell is going on!?" Fujitaka yelled as Fukotsu smirked in the background.
"I found my first love! And he turned out to be my own brother!" Sakura yelled, "He has the same hair color as me, and when he looked at the picture of you in the album, he suddenly ran off to go back to China." She was crying so hard that she could barely speak, and she wiped her face with her shirt. "You're his father, you know who the Li's are, don't you?"
Fujitaka sighed, "I don't know what you're talking about, now c'mon, you need to rest." Fujitaka said as he helped Sakura up and brought her to her bed. "You need to rest, get you're mind off everything." He told her, he tucked her in as she nodded and closed her eyes. Fujitaka thought that he had to calm down, and that this was not a normal teenage rebellion. He sighed and wiped his forehead.
"Is she going to be okay?" Fukotsu asked like she was trying to be thoughtful. He nodded and went into his room. She looked into the room, and smirked again. "You stupid little bitch…"
The next morning, Sakura awoke to see her father sitting on a chair sleeping. In her expectancy, she didn't see Fukotsu there with him. Sakura realized what she tried to do was foolish. I have such a bright future and I was about to ruin it. I always took dad for granted, and now I realize that he really loves me.
Sakura got up from her bed with tears in her eyes again. She walked up to her father and hugged him tightly. Fujitaka's eyes opened slowly, and he hugged his daughter back.
"Dad, I'm sorry, it was stupid of me to do that. I want to get help, please, I still can't forget him." She started to sob, a dot of tears accumulated on her father's sleeve.
"Ok, we'll get help, me, you, Toya, and Fukotsu. She nodded as she let go of him and smiled.
"Ok, but, I have one question. Do you really know the Li's?"
"No, I don't, I'm not lying." Fujitaka answered, as serious as possible. She nodded, believing every word.
In the afternoon, Fujitaka left for work, and Fukotsu and Sakura were the only ones left in the house. Sakura was in her room practicing the violin; the window was icy with snow when Fukotsu came into the room. Sakura turned around and put her instrument down.
"That sounds like shit, you'll never make it, you stupid little girl." Fukotsu spat, Sakura crossed her arms and smirked.
"We'll just see about that. When I'm a big music star and I have millions, don't come crawling to me for money, Fukotsu."
"Hmph, don't come begging to me when your career crashes into pieces."
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"And now we have Sakura Kinomoto, a new and fresh violinist from Tomoeda, Japan." The announcer said from the microphone in the large auditorium in Tokyo, Japan. Three years have past since Syaoran left her and Sakura has been doing well, she had therapy sessions for six months before healing from the loss of her first love. She graduated Tomoeda High as valedictorian. Her father still married Fukotsu, and they dislike each other very much. Sakura got onto the stage in her sparkly black dress and played a sweet and sorrowful violin version of Jo Sung Mo's ballad, "Mr. Flower". When she finished playing a boom of applause flooded the room as everyone clapped and gave her a standing ovation. It was Sakura's first performance; she smiled in excitement and bowed before leaving the stage. When the "Spring's Love Concert" was over various agents, magazine and newspaper reporters flooded around her for interviews.
"Ms. Kinomoto, when did you know you loved to play the violin?" A woman asked in an interview.
"Well, I can't really remember actually. When I was about four-years-old, I saw a concert with my father, and the inspiration triggered from there." Sakura answered as smartly as she could. She had gotten taller, and her hair was down to her back.
"Thank you for being with us today." The woman thanked, they shook hands and Sakura walked into the parking lot.
She was so overwhelmed about her first performance. It had been four months since she first moved to Tokyo, and already she was getting popular. At her car, a man was waiting for her with flowers.
"Sojiro, is that you?" Sakura asked happily as she tried to run to him in her heels. Sojiro smiled and hugged her tightly. Sakura had met Sojiro in her senior year at Tomoeda High and they quickly became an item.
"I missed you, so I decided to come and see you." He said happily as Sakura took the flowers and smelled its scent.
"Aww, you're sweet." Sakura said flirtatiously as she gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Sojiro blushed, despite his muscular exterior, he was quiet and sensitive. Sojiro had spiky hair, and a face of an angel. He was quite tall, about seven inches taller than Sakura.
"C'mon, drive me to my house." Sakura suggested as she gave him the keys and went into the passenger seat before Sojiro could protest.
"Wha? Oh… fine." He said to himself as he got into the car and started it. They drove through the spring night to her little house next to a lake. Even in the dark, you could see the bright colors of the flowers scattered around the area.
"What a cute little house." Sojiro complimented as he helped Sakura out of the car.
"Thank you." When they got inside it looked even more extravagant. There was a lot of elegant Chinese furniture around the little home. "Want some coffee?" Sakura asked as Sojiro lead himself to the couch with dragon designs on the cushions.
"You have a lot of Chinese furniture. Why did you get them, it looks expensive?" Sojiro asked as he felt the comfy satin material of the couch.
"Oh, well, no reason. It just looks nice." Sakura answered gloomily. The real reason was because it reminded her of Syaoran. Suddenly, the phone rang and Sakura answered it.
"Hello?" Sakura said as Sojiro sipped his coffee. "No way, really? Yeah, sure…" Sakura hung up and took a deep breathe.
"What?" Sojiro asked, Sakura turned around and her face was red.
"I'm going to Hong Kong next week for a big concert!" Sakura announced happily as she jumped up and down.
"No way, really!?" Sojiro hugged and kissed Sakura on the cheek in congrats
"Hey honey, look at this." A girl with long, black hair said as she showed him the newspaper article. "She kind of looks like you, huh?" Syaoran looked at the article of a new violinist coming to Hong Kong. It had a picture of her playing the violin. He looked closely at her, and realized who she was.
"Sakura!?" Syaoran blurted out without any control. "Meiling, why is she in the newspaper?" He asked his girlfriend of two years. They met through family-friends at a funeral for his grandfather. Since then, they have been happily living together in Hong Kong.
"Tomorrow." Meiling answered, looking at him in curiosity, "Why are you asking?" Syaoran ignored her and began to become nervous.
Well, she's my sister after all; I should go and see her… Syaoran thought to himself, the sweat beginning to race down his face.
"Well, I have to go; the bills don't pay themselves you know." Meiling quoted as she kissed Syaoran on the cheek and took off. Syaoran smiled at how cute his girlfriend was and looked down at the newspaper picture.
"Her hair got really long, and she grew," Syaoran examined as he smiled, remembering those months in Japan. "Those were the easy times…"
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At the Hong Kong airport, Sakura exited the airport as reporters swarmed around her, speaking in Chinese and broken Japanese. Bodyguards helped her through the crowd and into the car.
"Wow, I didn't know how popular I would be…" Sakura said to herself as she looked out the window. Reporters were crowding around the car as it drove off, and Sakura was too busy looking out the window to see who was sitting next to her.
"Hey, Sakura." A person greeted, Sakura shrieked and looked at the person.
"Sojiro, what the heck are you doing here?" Sakura yelled, trying to calm down. "You scared me."
Sojiro laughed, "I wanted to surprise you again, as your boyfriend, and I need to protect you from those crazy reporters." Sakura nodded, hearing the word "boyfriend" made her tense and gloomy.
"You're too sweet, Sojiro." Sakura said, trying to put on a smile for him.
The driver drove them to the Dragon Luxury Hotel where even more reporters were waiting.
"Oh gosh, I haven't even released any kind of recording and they're obsessed over me." Sakura said, trying to think of it as a bad thing. When she got out, Sojiro and two security guards helped her into the hotel where reporters were off limits. When she got inside, Sojiro caught up to her, his shirt partially torn and his hair messed up.
"You have some crazy fans." Sojiro joked as they went into the elevator.
"Sojiro! Look at you, how can you be trying to be funny when you have scratches all over you," Sakura asked as she took a look at his face. "Do you even have a room?" Sojiro looked down; afraid Sakura would go all out and hit him for being such an idiot.
"No…" Sojiro mumbled, Sakura sighed.
"Fine, you're staying with me, we can sleep in a bed together." Sojiro pretended to look guilty, but on the inside he was ecstatic. "But no funny stuff," Sakura added as they stepped onto the fourth floor and went to room, 1426.
Inside, it was extravagant, with two rooms, a kitchen, a living room, and a balcony.
"Haha, looks like we don't have to share a bed," Sakura said as she sat on the couch.
Sojiro frowned, "Aww, c'mon, we've been together for so long and we haven't even slept together." Towards the night, Sakura gave in and they slept peacefully together. Sakura woke in the middle of the night, she smelt the sweet scent of Sojiro, and she looked up at his sleepy face. She became teary eyed, and she caressed his face and smiled.
"I still love him." Sakura whispered, wishing he were awake so he would understand. She got out of bed and stepped into the balcony. It was a cold night as Sakura looked out at the city. Her eyes sparkled with her tears and the lights of the city.
Suddenly, she heard the door open and she quickly wiped her tears away. Sojiro put her arms around her and kissed her cheek.
"Nervous for tomorrow?" Sojiro asked as he laid his chin on her shoulder.
"Yeah, but I'm excited too." Sakura became stiff and uncomfortable, she wanted to tell him how she felt, but she didn't want to hurt him at the same time. "Sojiro, I'm going to sleep in the other room." Sakura said blankly as she made him let go. She unhappily walked to the other room and locked the door. Sojiro sighed and went back to bed. In the other room, Sakura wrapped herself in the blanket, confused about her feelings.
"I need to stop thinking about this, the performance needs to go well tomorrow." Sakura ordered herself as she shut her eyes and forced herself to fall asleep.
The next day, Sakura awoke in an even worse mood. She cracked the door open and saw Sojiro in his workout clothes walking out of the suite. She sighed in relief and walked out of her room to get a cup of coffee. She turned on the T.V. and tried to interpret the Chinese news to Japanese.
"Gosh, what am I doing?" Sakura said as she got up, then, she heard a knock on the door. Hoping it wasn't Sojiro she tip-toed quietly to the door and looked in the peephole. Outside her best friend waved perkily at the door. "Tomoyo!" Sakura yelled happily as she opened the door and hugged her.
They both laughed and sat together on the couch, "What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to surprise you, did it work?" They both giggled and Sakura nodded.
"Everyone's been surprising me lately since I came here." Sakura stated after taking a sip of her coffee.
"So, I'm going to be in the front row at the concert with Sojiro, I'll be cheering for you all night." Tomoyo said as Sakura smiled and nodded.
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That night, Sakura was in her dressing room when Sojiro came inside.
"Hey Sakura, I just wanted to stop by before you go on." Sojiro greeted as he gave Sakura a batch of roses.
"Aww thanks Sojiro, well, you better hurry, and I'm going on in ten minutes." Sakura said as Sojiro nodded. He gave her a kiss and left the room, which left Sakura stiff and uncomfortable again. She looked at herself in the mirror, the image of her with Syaoran replaced the real her.
"I love you." The younger Sakura said as a tear fell down her face.
"Was that you boyfriend?" The hairdresser asked, snapping Sakura back to reality.
"Hm? Oh, yeah." Sakura replied as she wiped her tear. After the hairdresser took her hair curlers out of her hair, she walked to the backstage and looked out the curtain. It looked like a thousand people were in the big auditorium. She prepped herself and got her violin.
In the audience, Syaoran and Meiling sat in the second row as Syaoran looked straight at the red curtain, nervous of seeing Sakura again after so many years.
"I can't wait honey; I can't believe you got second row seats at such short notice." Meiling thanked, Meiling kissed her and suddenly a flood of applause entered the room as the curtains revealed Sakura sitting on a regal couch, with a green broad dress and her violin. The sweet music of the violin instilled itself into the audience as Sakura played with her eyes closed. A tear falling down her face, she played the song, "I Love You, Goodbye", which reminded her a lot of Syaoran. People whispered in the audience as they saw tears race down her cheek on the big screen.
"Sojiro, why is she crying?" Tomoyo asked, Sojiro didn't answer, and looked puzzled as he watched the rest of the performance. After her song ended, the whole crowd stood up in applause and Sakura tried to smile. She dreamt of this moment happening, but not in this way. She was confused of her feeling and emotions, and she cried as she bowed and waved.
After the concert, all the artists came onto the stage for a last bow. But before they could leave the stage, an announcer announced of a large event.
"Before the end of the concert, someone has something to ask for Ms. Sakura Kinomoto." The whole crowd anticipated the question as Sojiro walked onto the stage with a microphone.
"Sojiro?" Sakura said, baffled about everything that was going on. He smiled as he stood in front of her. Syaoran watched in agony as he kneeled in front of her. Everyone in the room knew what was going to happen next.
"Sakura, you are my best friend, my confidant, and my first true love. If you really love me, you will take this ring. Will you marry me?" The whole crowd gasped, but Syaoran's eyes widened in agony as Sakura covered her mouth in shock. Sojiro gave her the microphone, but Sakura paused for a whole while. She looked out at the crowd before saying her answer. And when she looked down at Sojiro, she saw a glimpse of Syaoran.
She gasped and stared at Syaoran, who was looking straight into her eyes. "Syaoran?" She said unknowingly, Meiling, Sojiro, and Meiling looked where Sakura was looking.
"Syaoran, is that you?" Sakura asked trembling.
End- Chapter 3: Third Tear
A/N- Well, I hope you liked this chapter, I haven't been getting much feedback since the 1st chapter, but I hope everyone who reads this story will give me some constructive criticism to make this story even better. So please review! Also, I will be changing the title to "Infinite Tears" since I decided to throw away the idea of a Fourshot. And I hope you like this chapter. The next few chapters will be really intense, see you in chapter 4!