The palace doors creaked and groaned, the rusted hinges unused to opening at a fast pace.
But she was out. Out of the warmth, into the fray.
Rain pounded around her, soaking the white sheet of her blowing skirts, darkening her auburn hair so her locks flew into her jade eyes.
Her eyes raked her surroundings, she spun around franticly tried to catch a glimpse of his statuesque, elf- like frame.
All to no avail.
Sakura ran forward heedless of everything, caring about one thing, and one thing only. Finding him. Finding Fai… Finding her Fai.
The sky darkened, thunder roared from the heavens a silver flash of lightning illuminated the sky, and through the light she saw him.
He stood on the tallest pillar that lay crumbling, dead vines hugging the tiny crevices of the rock. His platinum whipped in all directions; his eyes and fists clenched in tight knots.
He was in the exact place that Sakura stood earlier when the day was still young.
Fai stood in the place where she confessed to Syaoran…
I did what was expected of me, Fai and me… It will not... It cannot… Hitsuzen is against me.
"Fai!"
She called to him, desperate for him to hear her, wanting, needing him to find see her.
Alas, her voice was eradicated by the sounds of mother nature, the thunder…
She lunged forward, willing herself to go to him, with the longing only a lost lover could hold and stumbled upon the gray stones of the staircase.
Sakura leaped upon the cold gray stone taking the steps two at a time, calling his name like a sacred chant.
"FAI!" She screamed his name, fear grasping at her heartstrings as she saw the steps he took… Crawling closer to the edge.
Miraculously, Fai heard the princess' lilting voice through the storming gale that they stood in. he lowered his head, his hair sodden with rain hid his eyes from her.