Disclaimer: Disclaimer: if i owned anything would i REALLY be writing fan fiction? *bows down before Clamp and the smexy men they viscously taunt us with* i don't own tsubasa nor will i ever make any money from writitng this *tear*
Drabble 8: Just a Dream
Sakura was so happy! She was 18, and now legal age to marry! Syaoran had propsed to her, saying that they'd marry just after they're birthday.
Two days later, she made her way to the church, as she and Touya walked towards the doors, she started to cry, pulling down he viel. The flowers in her hands quivered.
Touya wrapped an arm through hers leading her down the isle towards the front. Everyone watched her, all with mixed emotions on their face, one more dominate than others. Yukito, the priest, stood at the altar, waiting for her, giving a small, soft, gentle smile to her.
She came to a stop just infront of the altar, slipping her arm out of Touya's, around her, trumpets started from the military.
Clow Country was now involved in a war with the other countries around them.
"Let us bow our heads, and pray." Yukito said to all the people around them.
A general came over, handing Sakura a folded up flag with the Clow Country mark on it.
Taking a step forwards, the tears flowed harder, and she felt like she couldn't breath as she looked down at the casket holding Syaoran, her fiancée, her best friend and her soulmate.
"Why did you leave me? I was counting on forever Syaoran! You told me forever!" Sakura screamed ot suddenly, before collapsing to the ground. Touya rushed over, gathering her up in his arms.
Syaoran was never coming home.
"This is just a dream.." Sakura whispered desperately, "Please... let this be just a Dream."