aurora
fai & sakura
( possibility )
The butterfly effect was an odd concept, its sparkle spreading like tears that traced down the porcelain cheek of invisible air. Change one tiny thing in the past and the consequences that happened were irrevocable, rippling out as smoothly as mirrored wings beating to maintain stability, the soft breeze, gentle as a brushing touch, altered the course of the future, defining it once more, rewriting paths in the flicker of a smile.
If Syaoran hadn't turned back time… then so many events might not have happened.
Perhaps he would not have had a twin. Perhaps he would not have been considered cursed and locked in a solemn tower, watching the snow fall and protect him, obscuring the ugly world with bland lies. Perhaps it might have happened, even without Syaoran's decision, perhaps not. Who could say? The outcome was never predictable, not even when the cards were in his favour, or falling apart.
There was a chance that he would have never met Sakura—
Her smiles, her fears, her tears, her gentle hand, the blush on her cheeks, her adorable clumsiness, those pretty memoirs engraved on his heart, all those memories that made his day and smile when he wanted to… would they never have happened? Would he have never… fallen? The sound of her voice, the music in her mind, the sparkle in her bright eyes, which often dimmed and burnt with passion… surely the were destined to meet… regardless of Syaoran's actions.
He dared not think otherwise.
A life without a twin, a life without a brother, a life where he would have become the next king; to believe in a world of 'what if's and 'maybe's, in one where he might have been happier would have been… a life without meeting her.
And his heart, broken, fragmented, selfish as it was, could not bear it. The very thought pierced his magical shield, shattering his soul.
For that reason, he did not blame Syaoran, standing before them with guilt-ridden eyes, an expression that the magician used to wear so often on his face, hidden behind masquerades of inexplicable happiness and optimism. He was only following his heart – what fault was there in that?
If Fai had never known Sakura, his only princess, then his life would have been one with a loss of love and happiness, an echo of the life he lived right now.
He loved her, falling her beautiful smile and compassion; and for that, he was grateful that the past, the future had been changed, aligning his destiny with hers and entwining their delicate hearts, forever to be connected.