"...Saku...Sakura...Sakura-san..."
"...Help him. Help Eriol-kun..."
"...Hurry, please. Before it's too late. Sakura-san, he needs you..."
"...Clow-san...?" Another voice, a familiar voice, desperately chanted the name of the owner of said voice. "Clow-san, wait! Please don't go!! I-I don't understand-"
"You'll understand soon. I promise you that, Sakura-san, ne. Or, shall I call you True-san, now instead?"
True awakes with a sharp gasp, and yelling out for Clow-san", whoever that was! Negative electrons! What in the name of the Wishing Tree is wrong with her?
"True? True, you alright?"
True spun to face the owner of the one speaking to her.
It was Zee.
Oops... True forgot she and Zee were having a sleepover up in the Wishing Tree tonight! By the Book of Clow! Why her? Why now, of all times?
Blushing, and not meeting her best friend in the eye - True could only nod her head shakily in response.
"Windy!" She cried, her brain-to-mouth filter not having reset properly yet, it would seem. Just great!
"Assist me please, I need you to lend me your power! Windy Card!" True softly calls into the chilly night air.
"What the-" Zee sputters, amethyst-colored eyes blowing open wide at the seen playing out before him.
"True? What? How is-" Zee tried to form a coherent string of words together, but his mouth just wasn't on track with his brain at the moment.
True giggled softly to herself, and leaped into her friends arms. She sighed contentedly, and carried her face in Zee's shoulder.
"Ne, love you, Zee-kun." She murmured tiredly, smiling brightly up into her best friend's now wide-eyed gaze.
Does she realize what she's even saying? Zee screamed in his head. Could it really be true? Does True love me as much as I love her? His own cheeks were now a bright red at the girl's kind-hearted words.
"Love you too, True." Zee whispered into her blueberry-colored hair. "I love you more than you'll ever know."
True hums softly, burrowing her face further in Zee's shoulder. "Night Zee." She murmured sleepily, just as her eyes slip shut.
Zee yawns, burying his face into the girl's soft blue hair. Sliding to the floor - Zee, too, is just now beginning to feel his own eyes start to grow heavy with sleep.
"Good night to you as well, my sweet True-san." He whispers, yawning once again, and letting the lilting tugging sensation of sleep pull him under the waves.
Zee's eyes close, and his head falls forward, landing to rest in his best friend's soft hair.