The Sakura-gumi has finally reached their final year in high school, ready to face the world. Ready yet not so ready to let go of their crushes and true loves, there whimsical past to face the inevitable future.

No one else but you,

You affect me with what you do,

In this span of little time,

No one else make me love like you.

oOoOoOo

A cool breeze passed through the open doors, stirring the filmy white curtains. The sky gave way to night. Flowers closed their blossoms and some released their captivating scents into her bedroom.

She paused and looked up, her elegant fingers catching the soft velvet. Exquisite blue eyes looked out beyond the curtains and gazed upon the twinkling stars like the pretty glass beads she had meticulously embroidered into her masterpiece.

Tomoyo smiled and returned to her work. She let herself feel satisfaction as she surveyed her work; the dress was already taking shape and she was going to start on the skirt soon. Her fingers reached for her box and pulled out the bobbin of black thread and cut a long length.

I can't believe he asked me to do this. To sew one for his love, Tomoyo thought as her hands moved seamlessly over the soft fabric. He still doesn't know about my feelings and I'm doing this for him… I don't really mind anyway. If I want him to like me, then I must do him a favor at least once, she thought as she picked up another glass bead.

It was from the expensive collection of beads and threads Sakura had given her for her birthday and it was very much cherished like the videos. She'd always wanted to use them but she reserved them for very special occasions. Because she wanted to show Eriol how good she was with non-magical arts, she decided to use them. Tomoyo sighed and started to add it along with its fellows into the silk like stars. One fell and rolled away on the polished floor.

She stood up and knelt to look for it. Involuntarily, she recalled the delightful and pleasantly surprising memory from yesterday. Pleasant music filled her ears and she could almost imagine the firm arms catching her, the deep blue eyes holding her gaze for a moment.

Slowly, Miss Hanazawa's words floated into her mind.

"This dance is very special. There is a myth that when your partner catches you while you are dancing the most important and hardest step. He is in love with you and that he is ready to give up anything just to be able to be with you, to love you."

Tomoyo's hands had come in contact with the bead but she was too busy thinking to notice. Everything in her mind screamed for him, her heart thumping frantically, calling.

Then he must like me. He must love me somehow, she closed her eyes. Nobody in her entire life made her want something so much. She chided herself when she woke in the middle of the night for being so weak and cowardly when it came to revealing her true feelings. She wished she had more time to gain friendship, respect, and love. Yet there was little time.

Tomoyo shook herself out of her reverie and got up to sit back and continue her unfinished work. She sewed meticulously, letting her own brand of magic make its way to the very threads. This was the dress that he will give to someone else. The lucky girl would wear it on their graduation ball and dance with him. They'd fall in love and she'd smile because she was happy that he was happy. The thought hurt.

A tear dropped to the velvet; it was followed by another and another. Tomoyo smiled sadly, "why am I crying? Is this not what I wanted? Is this not what I dreamed of doing?"

With a shake of the head and a few calming breaths, she returned to her work again. She should have accepted that fact long ago and had not let her emotions get over her.

I will be happy as long as he is happy. I am happy to gain his friendship at least, she reasoned firmly.

oOoOoOo

Why can't I sleep? Why?

"Eriol-sama!" Nakuru yelled as she threw open the door and stood in the hallway light wearing her blue pajamas. Her long brown hair fluttered after her as she hopped into the bed of her young master in hopes of protection against the speeding ball of light that was Spinel Sun.

Eriol sat up and pulled on his glasses to get a better look of the situation. Nakuru was running away from a drunken Supii who was flying around the room while singing a crazy song. He checked the time and realized it was around ten o'clock.

"Nakuru?" he said questioningly, an eyebrow rose.

Nakuru shifted uncomfortably. She shrugged helplessly before starting to explain with a mischievous smile. "I got thirsty and went downstairs with Supii-chan. I drank milk because it always makes me feel sleepy. Oh and did you know that milk is good for you? It makes you grow taller and your bones stronger. It makes you feel sleepy too."

Eriol looked at her, slightly amused. "Nakuru, the reason please."

"I saw the sweets you set aside after dinner and I thought it wouldn't hurt if…" reasoned Nakuru, smiling widely. "I offered some to Supii because I love him and I want him to enjoy his life by partaking in its pleasures!"

"You fed Supii-chan some. And let me guess that 'some' is the whole basket?" he said quietly.

Nakuru nodded vigorously. "He ate faster this time. He shoved the huge chocolate cakes into his mouth without stopping. He was holding this enormous cupcake on the right and a big candy cane on the left. He needed help on the cotton candy though. My, he's got a black hole for a stomach!"

"So you shoved that down his throat. That's really great idea." Eriol sighed and he used magic to catch Supii off-guard and make him fall asleep. The Moon guardian landed on the pillow, snoring softly. He rubbed his right eye and yawned. "Nakuru, it's the middle of the night and I'm shaken awake by you two. Now that he's calmer, I take it that you can sleep now?"

"Hai! Oyasumi Eriol-sama! Oyasumi!" Nakuru said cheerfully exiting and closing the door to leave her master in darkness.

Eriol nodded and took off his glasses. He lay down and stared at the ceiling, thinking deeply. It was a wonder that he had nothing in his mind yet he could not fall asleep.

He shifted and looked at the open window where the moonlight poured forth like a stream. The sky was beautiful with the stars and he cannot help but get up to get a better look of its vastness. He felt the cool breath of the wind against his blue pajamas as he leaned outside and bathed himself in the pale light. He looked up and was met by the sight of thousands and thousands of stars scattered across the sky like a huge glittering necklace and like the stars that graced one's eyes.

No one else in the world made him feel special like she did. No one else made him want to love her so.

Maybe it's her who's keeping me awake, he wondered. After a shrug and a sigh he went back to bed only to dream of his beloved. As soon as his head hit the pillow, he fell into sweet oblivion.

oOoOoOo

Tomoyo looked around and opened the door leading to the rooftop. She went up the winding stairs to reach the highest place where she could feel like she was at the top of the world. It was a place that she went to whenever she wanted to be alone. Sometimes she brought Sakura along but it was best when she was on her own.

She opened the door and was met by the sight of the setting sun. It was a beautiful thing to watch, the last splendor of the fiery sun set off into the clouds as hues of red and pink and orange. She moved closer to the rails and watched with awe.

Before Tomoyo could do anything, the door reopened.

"Konnichiwa Tomoyo-chan." Eriol greeted smoothly.

She blushed slightly and returned his greeting. She looked back again to the sunset in the west while the wind made her wavy hair and school skirt dance. Her pale skin looked rosy in the light and her definite exquisiteness of appearance took his breath away.

He moved to her side and watched the sunset with her. "It's beautiful."

Tomoyo nodded and murmured a soft yes. "It is. Eriol-kun, do you always go up here?"

"Sometimes… This is where I keep track of my thoughts. Its like a little piece of heaven in earth." Eriol replied and he softened his philosophy with a smile.

"I feel the same way." Tomoyo retorted. "I will miss this place."

They both went silent as they recalled that they were about to say goodbye to the school in just a few days. They will part with their favorite places and leave with good memories. It was wonderful that they had the opportunity to know each other well.

"Want to try philosophy with me?" Eriol asked and he added with a smile, "I promise I won't bore you out with this."
She nodded eagerly. "Let's hear it then."

"The world is beautiful but humans exploit and profane its generous resources. The seas, the land, the trees and even the sky used to be our domain. Bu everything is being polluted and harmed. But still, the earth remains dormant and won't punish her offenders until the right time. However if we don't do something to help our world it will retaliate on us."

"Yet in this world, people love and people care. They share laughter and tears. Pain and relief, that's why sometimes I wished I could use my magic to recreate the world and renew." Tomoyo stared at him, shocked. It was childish and at the same time grown- up. She gaped at him before extending her arm in a graceful sweep. "Here we in the most perfect world."

Eriol looked at her blankly and she felt obliged to clear it out for him. "I believe you. But the world is already perfect this way even with its little flaws and mistakes. We cannot redefine nor rewrite history with magic to change the world to make it even more perfect because by doing so; it will not be our world. It is, as we know it, perfect enough for me."

Eriol eyed her, interested. He admired the way she reasoned things out working under her own views and beliefs. He turned their attention to another topic, all the while looking at her fixedly attracted to her radiance and her intellect. No one else had that effect on him.

oOoOoOo

Next chapter:

" Take it, its for you really."