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"Aw Sakura come on. It's ok." Toya kept soothing. "He's not worth it. I mean, he went for her instead of you? There's something wrong with him."

I wanted to tell him that wasn't fair. Tomoyo deserved the best. And she got the best. She got Syaoran. I was lucky to have a brother like Toya. He allowed me to cry endlessly onto his shoulder until his shirt was salty with my tears.

"He's a dickhead too. A fucking moron. I never liked him and I'm glad you're not with him too." Toya huffed.

"You're not helping Toya." I sniffed. His brotherly protectiveness was flattering but however the last thing I needed.

"She's so happy Toya. I don't know what to do. I think I still love him." I bit down on my lower lip and cried into his shoulder. He patted my hair and rocked me slightly. Toya was the only one who knew. He and Eriol were the only ones who knew how I felt about Syaoran. My father was too busy to be burdened with my misery. I didn't want him to worry. However Eriol knew more. I somehow knew Toya could only take so much before he would feel it was his duty to punch Syaoran's lights out. No, it's best he thinks it's a mere crush.

I wiped my tears and looked into his face. I felt like I was twelve again rather than my twenty two year old self.

I saw how upset he was to see me like this. I had to admit it was a bit ridiculous I suppose. Syaoran made is decision when he chose Tomoyo over me. Therefore these feelings I have are jealousy right? He was marrying my best friend and that was it.

I laughed which confused Toya. I wiped my eyes which stung with tears.

"I'll be ok Toya. I'm being a bit ridiculous aren't I? Crying over some guy." I looked down at my hands. Scrunching and un-scrunching them.

"No, you cared about him. You can't help how you feel. But he's just one guy, there's plenty more. But if I had my way I wouldn't let them near you" He chuckled pulled me in for a hug.

God he didn't know. To me Syaoran wasn't some guy. He was the guy, well man, what ever way you want to put it. But he'll be gone now. The sweet memories of our childhood will soon be dissolved and replaced with new ones of Tomoyo.

Tomoyo Li.

That name circled around in my head over and over again.

"What do you say we watch a movie or something? Yue is coming over later."

"I don't want to intrude. You and Yukito barely see each other anyway with you in Tokyo during the week. Toya was an interpreter and worked with a business firm in Tokyo he and his boyfriend Yue only ever see each other at the weekend. I left Tomoyo as to not spoil her happiness with Syaoran and now I'll bring a downer on Toya and Yue. God this isn't my week.

I stayed in the end and feasted into Ben and Jerry's trying to fill certain emptiness inside me. I even stayed in my old room that night claiming it was too late for me to go home. In truth my apartment was too big for just me. Curling up in my old bed I felt nostalgia in a good and bad way. It was here in this room Syaoran and I talked about everything and anything for hours on end. Time was never an issue with us. We simply liked each others company.

He had a temper, God he had a temper. He could just explode over the simplest things or comments. He often done with me, and I laughed, right in his face. I wouldn't be able to help it. Then, slowly the corners of his mouth would curl up and eventually his brilliant white teeth would show. He never got mad at me again. In fact we got closer, a lot closer. He'd try to keep his cool around me. We'd smile at each other for the longest time. I'd catch him looking at me with unignorable amber eyes.

When we reached our teens I had some sort of miniature whirlwind romance. He'd call me, for no reason, although he claimed he didn't know what the homework was or some lie like that. I remember he held me hand for the first time. Sparks flew when our palms touched and I knew, I just knew he was the one. And when his hand tugged the rest of my body towards him, he lowered his forehead onto mine, then his lips to mine.

I could have died there and then the happiest girl in all of Japan.

Yet here I am, on a cold empty bed reminiscing about my first love.

It never stayed that way, oh no.

I remembered confiding my secret to Tomoyo.

Flashback

"You what!" Tomoyo squealed.

"Um yeah, I think so." I blushed and looked down at my feet rather then my best friend.

Tomoyo was perched on the bed opposite me in her pyjamas resting her head in her hands. She was smiling so widely she could have swallowed the house.

"Oh my God you like Syaoran! I knew it! AND you kissed?" She gushed more exited than I was.

I nodded still blushing not knowing what to say. I was feeling these weird emotions filling me.

"What should I do?" I asked in utter confusion. I wasn't use to guys liking me. I was 16 and new to it all. Tomoyo however had a thing for Syaoran's friend Eriol but never acted on it. She silently watched him from afar.

"Go for it!" She hugged me tightly. "I'm so happy for you." She whispered into my ear.

My heart pounded, but no matter what I knew it was ok because I had Tomoyo.

She'd be there for me.

Or so I thought anyway.

You can imagine the surprise I got when I found out a week later, Tomoyo and Syaoran were dating. I thought it was a joke at first. I mean you couldn't take anything Takashi says seriously. But when it was confirmed by Eriol, it was earth shattering. Long and behold though, there they were. Standing by the school gates Syaoran and I use to be. They were talking, Tomoyo smiling whilst twirling a piece of hair in her hand and biting her lip. She only did that when she was nervous. Why was she nervous!

Anger blazed inside me.

I wanted to scream and before I knew it my feet were powering towards them. As I closed the gap of the school gates, I saw Syaoran's head bend down to kiss her. She received the kiss gladly.

I virtual knife plunged into my back. Sinking deeper and deeper with every second it the kiss lasted. Abruptly Syaoran pulled away and placed his hands by his side. As if he sensed me his head flicked towards me. Tomoyo looked at me sensing something too.

The expression on Syaoran's face was unreadable; Tomoyo however could never hide her emotions. A mixture of shock and pain crinkled her perfect complexion. It was nothing compared to the hurt I'm sure was showing on my face.

Before I gave them a chance to react I turned my heel and ran.

I sighed loudly.

Kero, my cat jumped onto my bed and nestled on the pillow beside me. Stroking his fur I spoke aloud to him,

"Funny how the two people I care about the most outside my family, have hurt me more than anyone else."

Kero started purring aloud and peeked one green eye at me.

"Go on." I could practically here him say.

I couldn't even cry anymore.

"Do you know what Kero?" I said sitting up. "From this day forth I shall never cry for Syaoran Li. He deserves none of my tears." I felt like I was taking an oath. I guess I was. I'd do everything in my power to ensure my feelings do nothing to interfere with Tomoyo's wedding. She was there when my mom died and in return, I shall be there for her. I promised this to myself. Syaoran shall see no pain or remorse for what could have been on my face.

After my little oath I lay back on my old bed and waited for sleep thinking, that in some house the other side of Tomoeda, a couple lay side by side, probably dreaming about their future.

I wish I had that.

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Tomoyo's POV

Sakura and I parted ways after I announced Syaoran and my engagement.

I couldn't stop smiling. Everything and everyone was infected by my new-found self.

However I was a little disappointed that Sakura didn't venture back with me. In fact, I was a little disappointed in her reaction altogether.

She just sat there. Staring at my hand. Her face was unreadable to the point where I felt uncomfortable. I remember my heart thumping although I don't know why. It's not like she'd object. I mean, Syaoran and I have been going out years and she never said anything.

"As long as you're happy." Was her motto.

She should have been turning tables over with excitement and not…. Blanking on me.

I sighed. Maybe I'm looking into this a bit too much. She's probably tired. Her brother came out of the closet recently and started a relationship with Yue, Chiharu and Takashi have been dating a while now. Hmm….. She must be lonely with all these couples around I guess.

Turning a corner I got into my new BMW my Fiancée bought me. It was black and sleek and most of all, made heads turn. I was being a little vain I know. Since I got with Syaoran I must admit I got a bit materialistic. I've come from a wealthy background but it was nothing compared to the Li fortune.

I took a left at the last street in Tomoeda into the entrance of the house Syaoran and I are now living. It was a big wooden house but of course, not near big enough to impress my mother.

"You're marrying a Li Tomoyo for Christ's sake! Stop spending your money like a middle-class men."

It was mainly her and Syaoran's mother who pushed us into building a ridiculous over the top mansion a little outside Tomoeda.

Entering the house it was silent except for the faint noise of Syaoran in a room on the other side of the house. I went towards our bedroom where he was.

As I entered he was pacing back and forth with his cell phone scratching his head.

Even in his aggravated state, he was God-like.

He grew into a six foot frame since high school. His chest was broader too which was accented by the tight t-shirt he was wearing. His square jaw shaped his face perfect. His trade mark possibly was his hair. Deep chocolate brown locks you'd want to run your hand through.

"Yes mom I know but- will you just listen? I- yes I KNOW THAT!" Syaoran was clearly agitated. Phone calls from his mother usually did that so I couldn't blame him. Yelen Li was a tough woman.

"Right fine I will. I SAID I WILL!" He threw his toned arm out. "Sorry" He mouthed over at me.

I waved my hand dismissing it.

Instead of drooling over my fiancée I decided to change into jeans.

"Ok, ok, I'll see you next week." I heard him groan loudly as he hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" I said sitting on the bed beside him. He was lying down with his hands over his face.

"My mother, that's what. She's coming down next week to throw an engagement party." He peeked through his finger to see my reaction.

I smiled meekly. I wasn't Yelen's biggest fan but she liked me was a relief. You wouldn't want to get on her bad side.

"Oh, that sounds nice." I was nervous. Yelen was always so perfect that keeping up with standards was proving a difficult task.

"Don't worry," he said and lifted his hand to stroke my arm. A gesture he rarely does. In fact, when it comes to being romantic and intimate, Syaoran did quite little. But when he did, it was so affectionate and loving my heart would swell. He traced circled on my arm which tingled.

I couldn't help but to lean down and kiss him. A daring move seeing as he never likes to be caught off guard. His lips were soft. I leaned in to kiss him more when he caught my arms and sat up.

Gazing into his amber eyes I felt reduced to a mere high school student.

"Did you tell Sakura?" He asked.

"What? Oh ye,"

"And?" He said raising an eyebrow.

"Um… yeah. She was happy for us of course! You should have come with me." I said picking at the ends of my hair a little bit miffed at our lack of romance since we got back from Paris. I wanted to kiss him longer, to talk about the wedding, but… he wasn't in the mood. That's fine though, he's just stressed.

"I know, I had a business call sorry." He swung his legs of the bed and made his way to the window. "What else did she say?" He said snapping back to Sakura.

"Um… she was really quiet to be honest. But I guess with being single for a while it's to be expected. Everyone else is loved up so I guess she's shocked now her two best friends are official. I told her to come back with me, so we could all talk but… she had plans." I said sadly. I couldn't be completely happy if I knew Sakura was bothered about something. "Maybe we could set her up with one of your co-workers?" I suggested.

"No!" He spun around and fixated a glare at me. I jumped a little still after all these years I wasn't use to Syaoran's outbursts.

"Sorry." I said putting my head down.

"Don't be." He said softer and leaned his head against the window. His messy brown locks licking the window. "I shouldn't snap."

I didn't want to admit it but Syaoran had been off since we abruptly left from out vacation a week early. I wanted to loop my arms around his waist and lean my cheek against his back. However I knew he would not want that. I was tough, trying to judge his mood.

"I'm taking a shower." I called over my shoulder making my way to the bathroom.

"By the way Eriol's coming over next week." He said.

I stopped dead in my tracks.

My eyes widening to the size of plates. My fingers froze mid stroking my hair.

Eriol… I almost forgot about him… Almost.

"…Oh, so… you told him?" It was difficult to my voice from quivering. I brought my hands together and stroked my engagement ring, the diamond scraping my finger.

"Yeah. He was his usual you know. Cool headed as usual. He said he needs to pack some things. He's flying out Wednesday." Syaoran didn't notice a sudden change in my mood. His own voice drifted off. Thank God.

"Haha… I suppose that was always Eriol." I locked the bathroom door behind me. I don't know why a shuddered when Syaoran said his name.

"It's only Eriol." I told myself while laughing. Maybe I was nervous. It has been a year since I've spoken to him.

… It's only Eriol.

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Sakura's POV

Waking up the next morning I completely forgot my surroundings. I was still in last night's clothes with my hair in a messy bun.

There was a light knock on my door.

"Yeah." I rasped rolling over to see my father's head peek through the door.

"Hey dad."

"Hey sweetheart. How are you?" He came in and sat down on the bed.

"I'm fine." I smiled meekly. "I'd looove some breakfast though."

Dad rolled his eyes "Coming right up. I just wanted to check that you're ok." His kind eyes squinted down at me.

"Toya told you didn't he?" I kept my tone even. This is exactly what I didn't want. Pity. Never wanted it, never will.

"Yeah he did." He patted my head and sighed. "I know you liked the boy honey. He doesn't deserve you."

"Thanks dad. I thought you were giving a lecture today."

"Yeah it got cancelled till next Wednesday. Maybe you should come with me. It's been a while since you were in Tokyo."

"Maybe." I grunted. That actually wasn't a bad idea to get out of Tomoeda for a while.

He left then mumbling something about young love.

My phone vibrated under my pillow.

It was Tomoyo.

Hey Sakura you can come over at about one. I made lunch : )

I didn't reply but I knew I would end up going or have my absence constantly thrown in my face by Tomoyo.

I chewed my breakfast mechanically. Yukito joined us and kept my mind occupied asking me about work and what not.

I loved my job as a design architect. Though I was a recent graduate I was pretty damn good at my job.

"I've a week off. I'm designing that new business park in East Tomoeda." I explained and Yue listened with genuine interest. I always liked Yue, I liked him even more when he and my brother started dating. Toya became easier to talk to since. Now, not saying all gays become all about emotions when they come out of the closet but my brother sure did anyway. Well, let's just say he's that little bit more compassionate then he use to be.

Toya probably told Yue all about it too. Great, now everyone at the breakfast table pitied me.

Chugging down the last of my breakfast I left with promises to return soon.

I was driving towards Tomoyo and Syaoran's house and of course knowing me, I got lost. Two U-turns and a few lefts later I stumbled upon the huge wooden house. My heart raced a little as my car crept closer to the house parking beside Syaoran's jeep. I gulped looking in at the windows and seeing no life.

Why am I nervous? I'm meeting up with Tomoyo. Nothing to be nervous about right? I was about to get out of the car when noticed a sleek silver Porsche that I could only recognise as one of the Li sisters cars.

Tomoyo never told me they were coming! Oh God can my life get any worse?

"Please be Fuutie at least." I mumbled to myself as Fuutie was the only one who ever took a liking to me.

I got out of the car and slowly made my way to the door taking in the huge garden with flowers that radiated every shade of pink. No doubt Tomoyo got charge of that.

Bracing myself (With my smile) of course I knocked on the door lightly. It took a while before Tomoyo flung the door open smiling gingerly.

"I thought you weren't coming!" Tomoyo literally had no inside voice.

"Well… here I am."

"Come it." She beamed. Tomoyo's mood was infectious. When she was happy, and right now she was ecstatic, you couldn't help but to smile.

She led me through their huge sitting room and into the kitchen, which was top of the line of course. Its marble counters were gleaming. I was about to sit down before I caught sight of movement out the back porch.

I didn't know which was worse; Seeing Syaoran's back to me sent a butterfly loose in my stomach, or seeing one of the Li sisters catch sight of me with her dark penetrating eyes. Worse of all, it was Fanran.

Oh please not her.

Out of all the Li sisters I could stand Fanran the least.

She dropped her in depth conversation she seemed to be having with Syaoran and sauntered past him smiling as if she were a lion who caught sight of a trapped mouse. Syaoran turned around to see what caught her interest. His amber eyes located mine and I swear my heart fled to my throat. Whatever moment I thought we were having it was ruined by Fanran bursting through the door she flung her arms out.

"Kinomoto-chan! How lovely to see you." Her tone was borderline sarcasm.

She was wearing a fitted suit beige jacket with a pencil skirt that hugged her perfect hips. She had diamond studded sunglasses (even though it was clod) and about a thousand rings on each finger. As she got closer to me she dropped her hand by her side a she suddenly saw me as a leper. Like she'd hug me anyway.

"Li-san." I replied in a tight voice bowing my head a fraction forward. I may not have liked her but she was a I and some respect had to be shown, even if it was her.

"I could say the same for you; you never visit or call me anymore. You must me so busy though working as an um….oh yes money sucking bitch. How is Frank? " My voice matched her sarcasm. Fanran never worked a day in her life. I was always able to fend myself against Fanran. The key was not to show any reaction or any inclination that she had an effect on you, which was easy to me because to be flank, she was a stuck up bitch. Even Syaoran agrees.

Fanran smirked. Honestly she just enjoys her attempts to anger me. It was rewarding though seeing her lose. It was childish actually considering she was thirty one.

"Frank it super. How's your little art's and crafts job going?" She smiled revealing her brilliant white teeth.

"Oh, he's still alive? You must be so disappointed. My condolences. Hang in there Fanran eventually you'll drive him into the grave." There was joy to see that smirk wipe of her face. Fanran's husband was a seventy something year old billionaire who was due to kick the bucket any day now. The term 'gold digger' goes a long way for Fanran.

She was going to say something before Syaoran entered, "Sit down Fanran and try shutting the fuck up for once."

Syaoran's voice was so full of command that Fanran practically fell into the seat beside her.

I too jumped at his manly presence.

He glared down at Fanran before softening his eyes towards me. He smiled coyly exposing two small minute dimples in his cheeks.

"Sakura, long time no see."

"Yeah." I laughed awkwardly. "Um, congratulations, it's about time you two got married." I directed the last part back to Tomoyo who was now flipping through a magazine.

She looked up at me beaming. "Thanks!"

I did not look at Syaoran who I could tell was still staring at me. My stomach knotted slightly to see Tomoyo glancing to 'Bridal Today' magazine.

It was going to be a long day.

We sat outside for lunch just the four of us. Although why Fanran had to be here is beyond me. I couldn't relax though with Syaoran sitting opposite me. I kept my eyes fixed on my salad.

"I was thinking of a white dress instead of ivory." Tomoyo said out loud.

Fanran snickered. "Really? White?"

"Um… yes." Tomoyo said meekly probably wishing she said nothing.

"But it's such a virgin colour and in this day and age who is? No, Tomoyo mother and I have a special dress in mind for you. Something ivory, tainted." Sometimes I wish she would just stop breathing.

Tomoyo blushed and looked down. She held on to the end of Syaoran's T-shirt and Syaoran his hand on hers. I cringed at it. Syaoran looked on as if Fanran said nothing to upset his future wife.

Damn it why does he never defend her? For as long as I remember them as a couple Syaoran would allow Tomoyo to become the subject of his family's abuse. Only if it got out of hand did he step in. Tomoyo wasn't a fan of confrontation so naturally she allowed Fanran to boss her around without objection.

I didn't.

"If she wants to wear white, then she'll wear white." I glared at her.

Fanran's eyes grew cold. "Like you'd know anything about fashion, how long have you been sporting that ten year old haircut?"

"Just don't forget its Tomoyo's wedding not yours. Don't try and relive the wedding you always wanted just because Frank made you wear his third wife's white garbage bag."

"First of all it's called vintage and secondly, I don't think someone like you is in a position to give wedding advice over me."

"Some one like me?" I scoffed. "What's that suppose to mean?" I clenched my fork. Across from me Syaoran whirled his head to Fanran warning her not to speak.

"Someone who has been sporting the single status for quite a while now Ms Kinomoto. Honestly? When was the last time you dated? At least I had men who wanted to take me down the aisle when I was your age despite age! I bet you're still a virgin."

Ouch… that might have stung.

"Be quiet Fanran!" Once again Syaoran silenced her. "Another word from you and I'll personally put you on the next flight back to Hong Kong."

Fanran scoffed pouted like a child. Everyone at the table became silent. I became embarrassed, not only for Fanran but for Tomoyo. Syaoran was so quick to come to my defence yet let Tomoyo defend herself. Tomoyo must have picked up on that too as her hand slipped from under his to play with the ends of her hair.

Awkwardness settled among us until Tomoyo stood up.

"Fanran! Let me give you a tour of the house. You can move your stuff in if you like."

Fanran moving in?

They rose to leave, Syaoran did not look at her as she left.

Trouble in paradise maybe? Or was I just bitterly wishful thinking.

Only when Fanran and Tomoyo left did I realise it was Just Syaoran and I.

Alone.

One again my heartbeat accelerated. We said nothing for a while. It was he who addressed me first.

"I'm sorry about Fanran. If I could, I'd disown her."

I nodded understandingly. I wasn't going to lie, she kinda got to me there.

"You're awfully quiet today Sakura." He commented in a deep voice that actually released butterflies in my stomach.

"I guess I'm still in shock with all the news." I looked up to meet his eyes. "And I guess it's been a while since I seen you last."

It was true, since the sudden tragic death of Syaoran's father; Syaoran was forced to take over all the family business. Since then I seen less and less of him I always wondered how he could have been present in his relationship with Tomoyo.

"I've been at work." He mumbled. "Do you want to take a walk?"

I looked up at him to see him smiling and inclining his head towards the garden.

I know I shouldn't. I should probably head home. I mean it was…..2:30, great.

He watched me intently waiting for my reply.

"…. Sure."

Walking side by side through the huge garden I kept looking back to see if Tomoyo or Fanran were watching. When we were enclosed by oak trees I found I could slightly relax… yet I was on edge…

"So what's with Fanran moving in?" I asked stretching my hand out to stroke the drooping branch of a willow tree.

"Yeah, she kinda just showed up. She claims she wants to get 'closer' to her future sister in law." He scratched the back of his head. Something he did when he was in a situation he had no control over.

He suddenly reminded me of something.

"Why didn't you defend Tomoyo from Fanran? You just sit there and let her take it." My voice bared a tinge of anger.

He crossed his arms across his chest, thus altering the atmosphere around him.

"Tomoyo needs to learn to fend for herself if we're to get married. I can't be there shielding her forever."

"You came to my defence quick enough!" I commented.

I saw his jaw lock as red stained his cheeks slightly. God why am I allowed to speak?

"Yeah but… that's different. Tomoyo, she'll be part of the Li family soon. She needs to develop a back bone. As I said, I can't be there forever."

Syaoran stared up at the willow tree and contemplated. His broad chest rising and falling. It was only then I noticed how much he changed since the last time I seen him. I again stared at my hands and wondered when did I blink and missed the part where Syaoran and I drifted from our friendship that was once so close.

"I'm well able to take on Fanran. I don't need you to help me." I huffed not liking the fact everyone was still treating me like a child.

The corners of his mouth twitched upwards. I assumed he was amused.

"Of course you are. I'll remember that next time." He walked ahead of me stopping inches before a bench placed under a blossom tree. He sat down and relaxed into the seat. I swear he looked like he was in a picture. The scene was so…perfect, idyllic even.

Stop it Sakura. Be guarded with yourself.

Syaoran nodded his head to the empty space beside him motioning me to sit beside him. I didn't, instead I walked up beside the blossom tree beside him. My hand stroked the rough bark as I continued to speak.

"So why did you return early?" I did not look at him as he responded.

"I had business to attend to at home. It couldn't wait."

"Not even after becoming newly engaged? Really? It couldn't wait?" I was not impressed by Syaoran sometimes. I knew how much Tomoyo had always wanted to go to Paris and the proposal I'm guessing was the cherry on top for her. Shame reality had to interfere. When I say reality I mean one thing, the Li business.

"No, it couldn't. Why do you care so much? It doesn't affect you!" he stood up with his fists clenched.

That hurt. Really hurt.

"Everything that happens to Tomoyo affects me! She's my best friend and I won't stand by and watch you be and asshole to her! Put her in front of your fucking business!" Ok, that last part wasn't supposed to come out that way, of that angrily.

For a long while his cold stare locked onto mine. It was intimidating I must admit. Un-tensing his muscles he broke into laughter. I too found myself laughing.

"Sorry. I guess I read into that a little too much. Your business is important."

"Don't be sorry. I guess I could have considered how Tomoyo would have felt." He kicked the grass and dug his hands into his pockets. "You and Tomoyo were always close. I guess when I marry her I might as well be marrying you too." He chuckled lightly.

I smiled and bit my lip. Oh God if only.

I felt an ache in my chest and I feared it would rise to my throat in the form of a sob. I glanced back over my shoulder at the house. It was still but I felt like I was being watched. It felt wrong to be here alone with him.

"You'll make her happy though, won't you?" I asked still watching their house.

"As long as that's what you want." He said.

My eyes widened as his last statement lingered in the air. What the hell was that suppose to mean? My confusion must have been written all over my face as he took a terrifying step forward and placed his hands on my shoulders.

I gasped a little feeling uncomfortable and overwhelmed.

"Sakura, I need to know you're ok with this."

"What?"

"My engagement to Tomoyo, as her most trusted friend I need to know that you're happy with this. Otherwise it won't feel right." His eyes were burning so deeply into mine I couldn't make my mouth form words.

"I um… you just said it has nothing to do with me."

Softening his grip and voice he said, "Come on Sakura, you know by now to tell when I'm just bullshiting out of anger. You, me, Tomoyo and Eriol have been best friends for years. You and I possibly the closest."

I blinked twice until by brain decided to work again.

At that moment I could have spilled it all out. Everything. How I felt about him for so long, and how he hurt me. But I didn't.

He only wanted my approval as his friend. Not because of a possible outcome on a romantic level if I objected.

Ignoring the ache in my chest I pushed jealousy and resentment from my heart and produced the words that I knew would put his mind to rest.

"Syaoran, I've never been so sure about anything in my life. I want nothing more than for you and Tomoyo to be happy no matter what. You have all my blessings." I smiled widely to mask any give away of the biggest lie to ever leave my lips.

For a moment I thought he looked like I had said the opposite. But that thought was annihilated by the winning smile that controlled his face. He pulled my in for a hug. The strong smell of his aftershave filled my nostrils. This was it. I could do this! Slowly I felt like I was dying inside but to see his happiness, the beautiful smile on his face that only Tomoyo could summon… it was worth it.

I could feel his heartbeat and I wondered if he could feel mine, slowly but surely, breaking.

Sakura's still a bit depressing at the mo but that'll change :)

This chapter isn't particularly great but I'd appreciate some reviews.

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