Valkyrie85: I have a confession to make, everyone. I am currently having a very horrible writer's block. That's why after I came back from my trip, I didn't upload. Hopefully, this chapter lives up to your expectations! By the way, HAPPY NEW YEAR! I have many stories currently being planned for a later release. :D

Complications-Chapter 13

"Go in."

As Syaoran held the door open for Sakura, Sakura took a step forward, without realizing that it was a large step down. She lost her balance and was about to fall, before she felt two strong arms wrapped around her slim waist from the front.

How Syaoran had got to her so fast, it was still unknown. Perhaps not everyone in the darkness was as slow as Sakura. But, she really couldn't be blamed because she had inheirted her mother's disease, night blindedness.

"Are you okay?" asked Syaoran, still not letting go of his arms.

Seeing how close they were, Sakura tried her best to stay away from him as much as possible. "Yeah, thanks. The step there was unexpected." Syaoran shook his head.

"Are you not a bit too into this ghost stuff, Sakura? You would rather close your eyes than to watch where you're going. Isn't this silly to do?" There was unmistakable wary in his voice that took Sakura by surprise, but she didn't let it get to her.

"I don't think you're any better by dragging me into this room when we're supposed to be in the banquet hall with the rest of the students. I don't even think we're allowed to be in here. Now, if you are not going to tell me the reason why you brought me here, then I will start making my way back. That's if you can let go of me first." She put each of her hand on his arms and pulled them free from her waist.

If only things were that easy. Due to Syaoran's much stronger strength, his arms could not be removed. Instead, he tightened his arms and pulled her forcefully to his chest.

"W-What are you doing!" Sakura whispered frightenly, as if afraid to break the chilly silence. She struggled to pull free but with no success.

As she continued to struggle, Syaoran said, almost begged, hopefully, "Sakura. Can we please start over?"

Just as if somebody had taped her mouth shut, Sakura suddenly stopped all of her movement in that second. Her body tensed. A bunch of images and emotions ran into her mind like a whirlwind.

Then, she said jokingly, "Are you having a fever, Syaoran? I guess the heat must have killed your brain cells quite badly, huh, seeing how it has made you ask such a retarded question." She mockingly placed her hand over his forehead to check his temperature. "Hm...Doesn't seem like you're sick-"

His firm hand quickly flew up and was placed on top of hers. "I'm not sick, nor am I crazy. I'm being serious here." His tone expressed full sincerity and honesty. He pulled her hand off his forehead and held it tightly beside their body.

"Neither am I, Syaoran," Sakura said seriously, her previous mocking tone no where in sight. "Let's not let history repeat itself. Sometimes it's just better to leave things the way we left them and move on." Sakura's lips ended up in a grim line.

She didn't even know what she'd just said was deeply what she'd felt. Perhaps, this was always kept within her, but she just didn't realize it. Now that it had finally been let out, she felt a kind of gladness which she had never experienced before.

"I can't, Sakura. I still love you!" Syaoran argued, exasperated. He pulled Sakura into a tight embrace, his voice muffled by her soft hair.

Sakura bit the inside of her cheek, fighting her way to form a small smile on her face. She gently pulled herself away from him and placed her warm hand on his cheek.

"Syaoran." Their eyes met in the darkness. Even though Sakura couldn't see, she could feel a strong surge of emotions shooting back at her. "It's about time you need to slow down your pace and find yourself a girl who you will love as much as she loves you--"

"It's you Sakura!" Syaoran interrupted.

"I am most definitely not the girl. You need to truly and willingly allow yourself to look for that right girl but not through your friends' simple dare--"

"...What dare?"

"Now, you are going to play dumb? The only reason you are here is because you want to prove to your friends that I will fall for you again, despite the fact that I rejected you when you asked me to dance with you," Sakura replied. She glued her teeth together before any extra comment slipped away.

"I--" He became speechless. Guilt was all over him. Sakura put her hand that was on his cheek to his mouth.

"My point is, I hope you will find yourself a decent girl and never treat love like it's just a game that lets you go around and break girls' heart," she emphasized the last two words and retreated her hand from his mouth. This time, Syaoran's tight grasp loosened. Sakura pulled away the instant, before it's too late. She quickly turned around to hide her face from him, as she felt him froze to the ground.

She allowed only a few small droplets of tears to roll down her beautiful face. She bit her bottom lip hard to restrain herself from letting out any sounds that might have given her away.

After a moment "Sakura..." Sakura felt his hand on her shoulder as she quickly wiped away the tears with the back of her hand.

"Yeah?"

"Can we still be friends?" asked Syaoran, with hope in his voice.

She considered the request quietly. Then she turned to face him eye to eye.

"No," she replied, with determination.

Syaoran continued to lock gazes with her. He studied her face expectantly, hoping to find any regret in her eyes. Unsurprisingly, he didn't. But one thing was clear. He finally learned, somehow, from their conversation how much he had really hurt her a year ago and realized how much she meant to him.

Syaoran realized that nothing mattered anymore because, like she said, history shouldn't be repeated, especially not when it had hurt her so much.

Life, in that instant, became duller and darker than the darkness that surrounded them.

Valkyrie85: That's the end of this crappy chapter, everyone. I'm sorry that it's so short.