Just read. Apologies and explanations are later.

Disclaimer: I don't own Cardcaptor Sakura or the characters or anything.

Sakura stared up at the house. It seemed ominous, just standing there, no lights on, no cars in the driveway, no signs of life. Nobody had lived in it for two years, so all was understandable.

"Missy, have you heard about this house? The couple that lived here had seven children when the husband died. Nobody's lived here since."

Sakura turned to see an old man standing beside her.

"Ah, is that so? I feel sorry for the family," she said, nodding, emotions twirling about in her body. She didn't want the man to feel bad, so she'd hide the one little fact that she was the mother of that very family.

"Yeah, everybody in the town was remorseful. They were such a nice couple, both very kind and cheerful people. Everybody misses the happiness they and their family shared," he commented, and Sakura bit her lower lip.

"Thank you for sharing," she said, her voice quavering.

"Not at all," he replied, and continued on his way. Sakura took a deep breath, and once the man was gone, she started up the driveway and then up the steps. Trying the door, she found it unlocked, and pushed it open.

Stepping inside, she looked around the entry hall as she slipped off her shoes. It was fairly empty, but Sakura had left many things behind. Too many memories that were best left forgotten.

It was so dusty. Of course; nobody living in it for two years will do that to a home. Sakura slowly made her way through the house, ending her exploration in her bedroom.

Smiling, she looked around at the room she'd shared with Yukito. The bed was still there, the dresser, the closet...she'd left almost everything here except for her personal belongings.

And now, she came to the reason she was here. Into the closet she look, reaching into the far corner, into the hole in the wall. Inside that hole, she found it. The letter.

Hastily pulling out the yellow, old, wrinkly piece of paper, Sakura slowly unfolded it. It pained her heart to see that familiar style of writing, that sweet way he addressed her, the little picture he drew at the bottom, no matter how quickly it was done.

After reading it once, she burst into tears. Leaning on the bed, she cried for what seemed like hours to the woman. She wasn't sure of how long she was there, tears pouring from her eyes. In fact she wasn't sure of much of anything, except for one cold decision. Wiping her tears away, she left the room, abandoning her last words from her dead husband on the bed.

Running out of the house, she continued sprinting until she reached her brother's home. She knew her brother and his family were currently out of the house, which made it all the easier.

Grabbing a pen and a piece of paper, she wrote a quick note, leaving it on the kitchen table before grabbing something out of her purse. She was about to leave when the familiar tune of her ring tone broke the eerie silence of the house.

Sakura bit her lower lip, and decided, she should take this, for she hadn't a thing to lose.

Slowly, she picked up the phone.

"Hello?" she greeted tentatively.

"Hello, Sakura-san, this is Syaoran. You're in your hometown, I hear. How's it?"

Sakura blinked a bit in surprise, but replied, "It's fine. You talk to Tomoyo?" she said, trying to hide her emotions with cheerfulness.

"Well, we're in business together, and there are connections between other friends, including you," he replied, and Sakura nodded.

"I see. Well, I'm kinda busy..." she said, trying to finish the phone call and wondering why she even bothered answering it.

"Oh, sorry to bother you then. But, um...well, never mind. I'll see you when you get back, I guess," he said. Sakura pursed her lips, but pushed her voice.

"I guess. Bye," she said, hoping he wouldn't catch the sadness in her voice.

"Okay. Bye!" he replied, and Sakura quickly shut her phone, staring at it's glossy cover.

"Is this really the right choice?" she murmured to herself, before shaking her head. Of course it was. And it would be best to leave her phone here. Placing the phone back in her purse and leaving her purse on the table, she set off outside.

Touya pushed open the door, grocery bags in hand. Kaho was picking up their kids from school, and he expected Sakura to be either somewhere in the house or exploring the town a bit...he knew the latter was more likely.

Setting down the grocery bags on the table, he noticed Sakura's purse sitting there. Raising an eyebrow, and wondering if she'd forgotten her purse, he sighed in exasperation.

"Silly kaijuu," he muttered to himself, but stopped when he noticed the purse wasn't the only thing left on the table. He picked up the piece of paper, and quickly read the note from his sister.

When he finished, he felt like his heart was about to stop. The letter fluttered to the ground, but he was already out the door yelling, everything else forgotten.

Touya and Kaho,
I'm sorry for what I've done. Please tell everyone I love them, and that I'm truly very sorry. Forgive me, please. This way is best.
Love, Sakura

Sakura stared down from her high perch. It would be so easy. Right now.

Pulling something out of her pocket, she stared. It was a picture, one of her family. All of her kids, and...Yukito. Closing her eyes, she lay a soft kiss on the photograph, before letting it fall from her fingers. Slowly, tentatively, she stepped towards the edge of the cliff, her decision clear.

Sirens were blaring, but it was all too late. Touya and Kaho stood near each other, both at a loss, the sadness overwhelming.

For, that dear little sister, that aspiring pretty lady, had jumped off a cliff, and had joined her husband in death.

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Sakura sat up, a thin layer of sweat across her brow. Looking around herself, eyes wide, she slowly felt the adrenaline rush slow when she realized that she was in her bedroom.

Laying back in her relief, she took several deep breaths.

"I will never kill myself," she assured herself out loud. "That's the coward's way out."

Pushing away the covers, she turned on her light, pulled on her housecoat, and went downstairs to make herself a coffee.

"Yukito would hate me forever," she muttered as a final comment, before deciding to forget the silly dream and continuing on with her day.

Haha! April Fools, to you all. You didn't actually think I'd kill Sakura with like, no story line at all, right? It was a joke, only a joke! Besides, I felt like I owed people something, after no updating for who-knows-how-long. And I'm incredibly sorry for that, but I have many things on my hand right now. I promise, I am working on the next chapter (although, don't expect too much. It's sort of a filler...explaining a couple of things...^.^'). Um...but I do a LOT of other writing, and I just started a story project that is closer to home for me than this story, and my other fanfiction stories, so that is my main writing thing right now. But who knows? I'm on spring break, so maybe I'll manage to finish. But don't expect a lot from me...

Anywho. Hope you have a good April Fool's Day.