A/N: Here's the 2nd chapter, which is exactly the same story as the first chapter, only told a little bit differently. 1st chapter is Sakura's POV, 2nd chapter is Syaoran's.

Disclaimer: CCS is not mine. It belongs to CLAMP.


"Is that everything?" Sakura asked while handing him some T-shirts she had neatly folded. She peered over his shoulder to see him stuffing his newly laundered clothes into his suitcase, wrinkling them in the process. She sighed and lightly pushed him aside to take over the task, but Syaoran took her hand away from his bag, shaking his head.

"No. Let's go grab some lunch. Where do you want to eat?"

Syaoran did not want Sakura to be wasting time doing things for him. He wanted them to do things together. He could have neatly packed his own bag, but he chose to just stuff them in to make it faster, so they could spend some quality time together. He wanted to do things that would take her mind off the departure, because it would just put more frown on her face. That certainly would not be quality time. That was also why he did not like it when Sakura is worried about work during vacation. It put a frown on her face, and he did not like it.

They'd been in this long-distance relationship that they hate and love at the same time for years. They hate being apart from each other, but they managed to extract some positive aspects from that too. They were able to discover some things about their love for each other that they wouldn't have figured out if they were together all the time. The saying "distance makes the heart grows fonder" applies to them perfectly well. They are grateful for that, but of course they'd still prefer to always be together if they could help it.

Sakura looked up at him and there was the sad face covered with an attempt to look normal again. Yes, he does not like to see Sakura sad, but at the same time, he does not want Sakura to hide any feelings from him. He wants her to always be happy but he also wants her to be honest to herself when she is with him. It was a very complicated feeling. He had tried making jokes, saying that her face looked like a duck. He did not know whether it was a good joke or not, but at least she had laughed at that and gained some of her energy. As a proof, she had stomped his foot and there was strength in the attack.

She asked him where he would like to eat, since it's his last day in Tokyo, and she could go to any of the restaurants here anytime she wanted. He then insisted that she should be the one deciding on the restaurant. This is usually followed by a silly argument about who should decide where to eat. Only on some rare occasion did Sakura made her decision without arguing, usually when she has some sudden cravings for certain food.

"Let's go to that small restaurant near Tomoeda Elementary that you loved. I have a sudden crave for their food. We could just walk there." She decided rather quickly. Syaoran knew this was not one of those rare occasions, but he did not press the matter further.

"Sure. I'll go grab the umbrella. You go get your coat. It's pretty cold out there."

They had gone there last Saturday too, when he had just arrived from Hong Kong, and it had been raining as well. Despite the identical weather between last Saturday and today, Syaoran could easily notice the contrasting mood emitted from Sakura. Or perhaps, it was from himself. He was really happy last Saturday, although he might not have shown it that well in public, but he was feeling really down today. He didn't notice the rain if Sakura had not asked him to hold the umbrella for them last week. Today, he felt that the weather reflected his feelings perfectly. The gloomy, grey and cloudy skies probably just worsen his mood. Perhaps the sky had decided to take up his place to cry.

He must be strong for Sakura. He could feel her hugging him while they walk to the restaurant, just like last Saturday. But today her body was trembling from the cold, unlike last week. He hated to see her like this, so he tried to engage her in conversations and tried to make it as funny as he could. He was glad it made her laugh. Whether she laughed at his jokes or at himself, he did not care. What he cared about is that the laugh was not genuine enough. He wanted to see her smile before he left.

They reached the restaurant and ordered the usual. They shared their food, switching plates a few times and picking food from each other's plates. To the waiters who saw them, they looked like a perfectly happy couple who came last Saturday. But Syaoran knew they were not in the same state.

"Here." Syaoran held a spoon of fried rice in front of her mouth and silently mouthed an "aaa…"

Syaoran does not like to show public affection. He was really awkward in those things. He could do better with showing affections when there was no one else around. But here he was feeding her in a packed restaurant where everybody could see them. He must have been crazy. It must have looked really stupid. He wondered why she stared wide-eyed at him and could not just eat the food he offered immediately. He felt strangers' eyes on them and he could feel his face getting hotter from embarrassment. After what seemed like hours, she finally opened her mouth and engulfed the food. And then her first genuine smile of the day appeared. That was certainly worth the trouble.

He was happy because she was in a pretty good mood after that and all the way back home again, where they spent the few hours just having fun doing goofy things with each other. But as the hours passed by and his departure time is nearing, her smiles were drained off of her face again. She snuggled closer to him and yet still trembled. It was weird because it actually was really hot in the house. When she went to turn up the heater, he decided to take off his jacket.

"Don't take it off, please." He heard her say.

"It's pretty warm in here though..."

"Wear it for me. Leave this one here this time, ne?"

Syaoran looked at her understandingly and put the jacket back on. He had been leaving some of his clothes in her place and she liked to wear them to sleep. He did not approve of that when he found out she did not wash the clothes before wearing them to sleep. God knows whatever germs could get stuck in those clothes he had worn outside.

But he had given up telling her to wash them before wearing them when because she would just ignore him. She told him it made her feel safer.

Suddenly she broke into tears. He was caught by surprise, but then he knew exactly what she was going through. He felt the same way too.

"I'm sorry….so, so sorry….Just 5 minutes...won't cry again…promise…let me cry for a few minutes…please…I'm really sorry…" she said. She always said that, but it always happens whenever they had to part. That complicated feeling came back again. He was glad she was being honest with him. At the same time, it tore his heart to see her like this. He did not know what to do to make it better. He could only hold her and stroked her back. He caressed the hair on her head and rocked her body back and forth, trying to ease her pain. Holding her close like this somewhat eased his pain too.

"Shhh…it's okay, it's okay…I'll come again soon…or you can come to Hong Kong…there's a holiday coming soon, right? It's not that long from now…don't cry, okay?"

In fact, he did not know when the next holiday was. He did not want to lie to her, but the words just spilled out of his mouth. He wanted to make her feel better so badly. He would not survive if she didn't. His only source of strength is her happiness.

Sakura's cries subsided to sobs after a few minutes. Syaoran used his hands to wipe the tears and mucus off Sakura's face.

"It's dirty…" Sakura frowned. "I'll get a hanky…"

She started to get up but he held her down.

"It's okay." He quickly wiped his hand on his jacket.

She frowned again. "Ew…your jacket's dirty…"

"It already was, 'coz you cried on them. Besides, I won't be wearing this for a while… and you'll be sleeping in them…" he teased. He could feel her mood got considerably lighter. This alone made him feel much better.

"Mou…" Sakura pouted. Seeing this playful pout gave him the strength to go on. At least until they could hold each other again.


A/N: How was it? The ending is a little abrupt, but I just can't find a better way to end it. Please leave a review. I'd greatly appreciate feedbacks since I'm a beginner. Thanks for reading! Hopefully it wasn't a waste of time!