And Love Goes On
Author's Notes: Okay I'm having major writer's block for The Prized Jewel. So if anyone who has read that story, any suggestions would be nice. Anyways thank you SO MUCH for enjoying this story! Thank you all so much for reading and reviewing! I hope there is more to come! Oh, in case you haven't noticed, but this story is more based around Syaoran and his life. So it's his story. AND THIS STORY IS NO WHERE NEAR COMPLETE! Anyone who has read any of my stories before know that my stories always have thick plots. So no worries.
Summary: In high school, he was at the bottom and she was at the top. But she never looked down upon anyone and treated them as equals. He had a secret to hide and no matter how much he hid behind the dorky glasses and the baggy clothes, he was the only one she chose to be her love. And he broke her heart but she's never willing to let him go without a fight.
(AN: it sounds more dramatic than it is funny, but…you'll have to bear with me.)
Disclaimer: Don't own it, don't sue me, but this story is entirely mine.
.:Beginning:.
Sakura was a little disappointed the next day to see Syaoran wearing his old baggy clothes, but was elated when she saw his glasses were no where to be seen. Everyone still could remember how he looked like and so girls were still flocking him as he walked down the hall.
He looked lonely in the midst of the crowd.
She wondered if that's how he felt often times. More importantly, why she hadn't noticed that he had been so lonely.
She had paid attention to Syaoran since the first day she met him. But she hadn't paid THAT much attention to him. Sakura knew that everyone saw him as a nerd, too beneath them to speak to. But no one had ever made fun of him, not that she knew of anyways. She always made sure to try to smile around him, even when she was down. She always made sure to say hello even when she knew he wasn't going to greet back. She just wanted to be the light in his life to make his existence a little less lonely than it really seemed.
And so when she found out she was in one of his glasses this year, she was elated. More time to talk to Syaoran, more chances to try to befriend him. Of course they've had many other classes before together and had talked casually from time to time but he was locked up tight. But Sakura was determined to become his friend before they graduated. No matter what it took and no matter what anyone said.
Making up her mind, Sakura gracefully quickened her pace to catch Syaoran at his locker. He hadn't noticed her and she took it upon herself to surprise him.
She came up behind him from the left. Sakura was much shorter than Syaoran but went at the top of her toes. Her hands quickly found their way to cup his eyes.
"Guess who!" She said, suppressing a giggle. At the palms of her hands, she could feel him smiling. His eyes crinkled and his face lifted up.
"Err…Alexia?"
Sakura was baffled. She had no idea who Alexia was, no one in their school was called Alexia. Sakura took her hands and shook his head to signal no.
"Jade?"
She repeated the process of shaking Syaoran's head. After several names later, Sakura was frustrated. He was naming random names and the bell was going to signal in two minutes. Sakura dropped her hands and huffed. Syaoran turned around and she could see a mischievous glint in his eyes. And the smirk he had on his lips certainly made him look…very attractive.
That's when she figured he had been fooling around with her. She playfully punched him in the arm. "You are so mean!"
Syaoran chuckled, a deep low roaring that spread warmth over her body. Sakura blushed. This was the effect Syaoran had on her, from day one. (AN: wink wink….figure it out!)
"Come on, let's go." Syaoran said and they both headed for class.
"Syaoran?" She whispered suddenly, a few feet away from the door to her first class. His class was the room next door.
"Yeah?"
Syaoran watched her intently, waiting for a reply. He watched as Sakura twisted the hem of her shirt in her fingers. She was biting on her bottom lip, making it swell and turn a dark pink.
"You know what, nevermind." A slight blush burning at her cheeks.
"Okay…." He replied, suddenly nervous. "I'll see you later, Sakura."
"Bye."
And they took their separate ways.
.:Lunch Time:.
Syaoran found himself dragged by Eriol to the cafeteria of bustling people with staring, judgmental, eyes. He felt uncomfortable as he was being forcefully dragged into the noisy area of the school. He felt as if everyone was staring at him.
"Eriol, let go." Syaoran hissed. He could easily hit Eriol to make him let go but currently, they were in front of a large crowd and that would attract too much attention.
"No. Come on, I'm giving you a chance to become one of us." He replied and continued to drag his best friend to a small table in the middle of the cafeteria.
There Syaoran could see Sakura's back with her auburn hair like a waterfall down her back.
"You make it sound like you're going to inject me with some type of drug to make me become some mutant to join your little league." Syaoran said an received no reply.
Suddenly he was in front of the table and Eriol had let go. He had rushed to his most recent girlfriend, Tomoyo, and left Syaoran alone with his hands in his pocket in front of a group that has yet to notice him.
Syaoran tried hard to hold in a sigh, to try to discreetly walk away from the table to find someplace in the school empty and quiet. But as soon as his back was turned, a small and firm, though gentle, hand held his wrist.
He looked down to see naturally long manicured fingernails, unpainted, gleaming in the light. Long flexible fingers that wrapped around his wrist, which didn't circle it completely, with a little white gold ring at the middle finger.
Syaoran looked at the face whose hand it belonged to. Suddenly, he hadn't been so surprised that it was Sakura.
"Hey Syaoran!" Sakura chirped happily. "Come sit with us!"
Syaoran looked around to see no chairs around. He pointed at the full table and stated, "There's no room left."
Sakura laughed and shifted over to the left of her own seat. She patted down to the empty space she had created. "You can share my seat then!"
Syaoran felt nervous and he could see that Eriol was looking at him with a smirk. He wanted to wipe that smirk off his face so badly. Syaoran slowly walked over to Sakura and other chairs were shifted to the right slightly, to make room for him to come sit down. He wedged himself tightly in the small amount of space and settled next to Sakura.
He couldn't find himself relaxing, he felt tense and claustrophobic as he sat in a chair with Sakura, half of his butt hanging in the air. They were playing 21 questions with each other. (AN: I always play this game when it comes to meeting new people. You ask a question to someone in a group and they answer honestly. That person you asked then proceeds to ask another question and it goes on. It's to get to know someone better and etc.)
"Syaoran, what's the one thing you regret in life?" Sakura asked him.
He froze. There were so many things he regretted in life. Like having a crush on a girl he would never get. Or waking up late that fateful day where everyone discovered how he really looked like. Or having Eriol as his cousin. Or even falling in love with Meiling.
"Falling in love with someone who loved me for the wrong reasons." He blurted out before he could decide what to properly say. To avoid any other questions, he asked a question to Sakura. "Sakura, do you like anyone?"
Her emerald eyes widened slightly and he could slightly make out the black eyeliner she uses to outline her eyes. A slight pink blush blew itself onto her face and her pink glittering lips parted slightly before forming themselves in a small smile.
"I do for a while now, actually. But I don't think he likes me back." She answered. He couldn't ask another question and he so longingly wanted to know who this person was.
Sakura asked a question to Eriol. And before it was his turn again, the bell rang and it was time to get to class. Syaoran was last to leave the table and he watched Sakura wave good-bye to him and then turn around and walk to class. He sighed and looked up at the ceiling, trying to clear his mind.
But he couldn't. His mind had scrambled thoughts of the things he wished he had done differently and his hopes of what he would want to do in the future.
Who knew if it ever happened.
Author's Notes: Yeah it's a short chapter but I was running out of ideas desperately as I wrote it. So I decided to end it right there. I'm sure you might all find the last part confusing but basically Syaoran is wishing things were different in his life, you know? Anyways as always, REVIEW!
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