Chapter Two:
Syaoran glanced at his watch as he raced through the streets of Tokyo, doing his best to avoid running into other people. Occasional cries of surprise made him shout an apology behind him.
He was late.
Worry clouded his mind. His mother had called him with news about one of his sisters. He had been waiting all day to hear an update on her condition. His mother had called late last night that his sister had fallen ill with a bad case of pneumonia. His mother had called just as he was walking out the door to go and meet Sakura. By the time he got off the phone, it was ten minutes later—and took a good twenty minutes to get to the park.
Needless to say, he ran most of the way.
Using his free had to reach into his pocket and pull out his cell phone, he glanced at the screen. No bars and no signal. His mumbled curses under his breath. It seemed that fate was conspiring to work against him.
His nerves were already shot. The plane ride had been rough—lots of turbulence, and scenarios of him confessing his feelings plagued his mind. Some were pleasant, and some were nightmares that made him second-guess his decision.
Maybe him and Sakura just weren't meant to be with each other? After all, there was such a great distance between them. Syaoran knew the responsibilities each had couldn't easily be ignored.
But he couldn't help thinking about her. She never left his mind.
His mother had told him stories about love. He, as a young boy, had rolled his eyes as his sister cooed and aww'd at the thought of such love. His mother herself had dreamily retold the story about how she had met their father.
Syaoran never thought such strong feelings towards a person would ever happen to him—nor so early in his life.
A smile crossed his face and the frown on his brow eased as he came to a conclusion. It felt right, to be here in Japan. He was willing to transfer, take any wrath from his family and clan, in order to be with her.
'She is the new Clow Master. The elders will think that a good match.' The brunette thought to himself.
He was in love with Sakura. And he was going to confess such to her, even if he died trying!
The light was red, and the sign said it was all right for pedestrians to walk. Syaoran raced out onto the crosswalk, running as fast as he could while making sure he didn't drop or jostle the bag in his hand too badly. He had picked up a small box of sweets for Sakura and a small plushie that the store clerk said was very popular amongst girls.
As his thoughts turned inward to Sakura and her smile, he felt he had butterflies in his stomach.
The young boy felt lucky enough that he was able to take enough time to make the trip to Japan and confess his feelings. Between his sisters and his cousin's urgings, Syaoran finally worked up the courage.
"You need to make sure that whatever business you have in Japan, you get it done efficiently, Syao-chan." His mother said as one of his sister's brushed her hair. "You still have much training to do, and I don't want you to fall behind in your school work."
"Yes mother."
He never saw the car enter the crosswalk the same time as he. He only felt a searing pain, then darkness.
TBC