8th Day of Christmas
Theme: Special Little Snowflake
"Do you know that they're all unique?" The doctor straightened from his desk and crossed the room to stand next to them.
Almost immediately after their arrival in this world, Sakura had collapsed. Despite their insistence that this happened all the time and that she would be just fine if she rested, they'd all been dragged to the local doctor's office.
Their assurances had worked better on him than they had with the townsfolk, and after settling Sakura comfortably in one of the rooms, they'd trekked back to his office to answer some questions.
He was convinced that he could diagnose and cure her malady, and it was easier to just go along with it.
Fai had been flipping through a photo album sitting on top of the credenza in the far corner of the room while Syaoran did his best to fill the doctor in on Sakura's condition. Each page was packed with elegant photos black and white photos of snowflakes under a high magnification.
"Each one has it's own pattern of points and gaps." He explained, leafing through sheaf after sheaf of photomicrographs. "Each one's a special little snowflake. It will only ever exist once, and once melted, will never exist again."
"Did you hear that, Kuroi?"
"I am not going to call you that."