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1 The opening and certain segments are from a CCS radio drama. I need
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2 to listen to it again one of these days simply because I adore Junko
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3 Iwao’s voice. ^=^ Anyway, this is a Valentine’s Day story that came
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4 from me jotting down little segments at a time in a notebook. If you
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5 have any comments, I would absolutely love to hear them. ^-^
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6
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7
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8 Don’t You Make Me Happy
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9 by Amazoness Duo
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10 amazonessduo@hotmail.com
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11
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12
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13 ‘Today is Valentine's day. It is the day to give chocolates to the
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14 one you love. The one I love the most, the person the most important
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15 to me... because I love her, I just want to see her smile. Even if
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16 she would be happier being with somebody else, I would be happy just
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17 to see it. So, the chocolates I'm offering are not to say "I love
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18 you", but to say "I want to make you happy". Today is the day to
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19 share what is inside your heart.’
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20
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21 Sakura sighed miserably as she walked out of class. Valentine’s Day
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22 was turning out to be rather depressing for her. It was doing an
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23 excellent job of reminding her of how alone she was. All the other
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24 girls were busy giving sweets to the ones they loved. Chiharu had
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25 given some chocolates to Yamazaki (before hitting him when he
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26 explained where chocolates came from), Rika had given hers to Terrada-
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27 sensei, and even Naoko seemed to be waiting to give her chocolates to
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28 someone special. But poor Sakura had no one to give chocolates to.
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29 Syaoran had broken up with her a while back and Yukito was dating her
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30 brother. She had thought that she had gotten over the two of them for
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31 the most part, but seeing everyone so happy to give away their heart
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32 was making her feel terribly lonely. She just wanted to day to end so
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33 she could forget about it all.
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34 “Sakura-chan!” a melodious voice called out as Tomoyo swiftly
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35 joined her dejected friend. “I saw you leaving from the music room
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36 window, looking like a sad and lonely Sakura-chan. I didn’t want you
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37 to have to go home alone like that, so I got out of choir early
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38 today,” Tomoyo explained as she fell into step beside her magical
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39 best friend. “You should never have to be sad or lonely. Your
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40 beautiful face looks so much more stunning with a brilliant smile
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41 attached.”
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42 Smiling a bit at Tomoyo’s words, Sakura nodded. “Un! Thank you,
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43 Tomoyo-chan. I’ll try to smile more today. I got so caught up in
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44 watching everyone else giving their chocolates to the ones they love
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45 that I started to feel lonely. But I wasn’t looking at it the right
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46 way. I still have Tomoyo-chan, so I can’t feel lonely, even if I
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47 don’t have anyone to give chocolates to.” She was already feeling
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48 better with Tomoyo next to her. The pale girl always had that affect
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49 on her, both soothing and warm. That she would skip choir practice
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50 simply to walk her home because she looked sad was a testament to how
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51 lucky she was to have such a kind friend. She still felt a little sad
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52 that she had no one this Valentine’s Day, but the feeling wasn’t as
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53 strong now that Tomoyo was with her. “Oh, while were on the subject,
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54 who did you give your Valentine’s Day chocolates to?” Sakura asked
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55 curiously. Now that she thought about it, she had never seen Tomoyo
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56 with a crush on anyone before, had never heard her talking about any
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57 boy that she liked. Which was strange because she had heard that
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58 quite a bit lately from most of the other girls she knew. But then
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59 again, Tomoyo was rather... eccentric. So even if it was unusual, it
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60 wasn’t entirely out of place. Maybe her best friend was simply too
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61 busy with other things. Like choir and Sakura herself. But Sakura was
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62 still very curious about who Tomoyo would give her chocolates to.
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63 Perhaps her mysterious special someone that Tomoyo had mentioned
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64 before? She had no idea who they were, but she was sure that whoever
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65 they were must be very lucky to have Tomoyo’s gentle heart.
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66 “Actually, I was planning on giving them now,” Tomoyo replied,
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67 smiling sweetly. She dug in her bookbag for a second and produced two
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68 objects. She held a small package tied with a pink ribbon and a small
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69 silk cloth tied like a bag with a rose red ribbon. “Here you go!”
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70 Sakura blinked in surprise as she took the small bag of homemade
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71 chocolate and the videotape shaped present, looking from one to the
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72 other in her hands. “Tomoyo-chan...? Is this all for me? You really
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73 shouldn’t have. You should give this to the one you love.”
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74 “And that is why I am giving them to you, Sakura-chan! I want to
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75 give Sakura-chan my heart for Valentine’s Day. It may not be much,
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76 but it’s all yours,” Tomoyo said, tilting her head to the side as she
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77 smiled. Dark hair fell past her eyes, but she quickly brushed it
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78 away. She had stayed up late the night before editing the videotape
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79 in Sakura’s hand. She knew how lonely Sakura had felt since her
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80 breakup with Syaoran and had made the video as a way to show Sakura
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81 how loved she was. It was a gift that she hoped would soothe Sakura’s
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82 lost heart. It had taken her over a week to sort through all of her
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83 videos and edit in all of the scenes she wanted onto the tape, but it
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84 had been a job she had thoroughly enjoyed. Besides being able to look
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85 back through her many images of Sakura, she had been overjoyed at the
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86 prospect of finding the most romantic scenes of the Cardmistress, as
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87 well as the best scenes that showcased how important she was to
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88 everyone, especially Tomoyo. She had made the chocolate herself,
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89 spending extra care to make sure they came out perfectly. Her mother
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90 had enjoyed the Dutch chocolate when she had offered her a piece, so
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91 she hoped Sakura would like them. The bag that carried them was a
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92 beautifully embroidered kerchief and the ribbon was also a bow for
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93 Sakura’s hair. It had been difficult to sit through the school day
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94 with her precious gifts, waiting for the perfect time to give them to
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95 her fair mistress.
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96 Sakura blushed deeply at Tomoyo’s words. She hadn’t expected
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97 receiving any chocolates on Valentine’s Day. That was a day for girls
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98 to give chocolates to the ones they loved. White Day was when boys
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99 did the same. So this came as a complete surprise to her. Candy,
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100 gifts, and warm declarations of love. Had Tomoyo been a boy, Sakura
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101 would have been certain that Tomoyo was confessing her love this
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102 Valentine’s Day. That made Sakura blush deeper as she watched her
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103 smiling best friend. Tomoyo was so sweet and gentle and oh so caring.
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104 She was always there for Sakura, even now. She always managed to find
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105 a way to warm Sakura’s heart, to calm her fragile emotions. If Tomoyo
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106 were a boy, if she did love her that way... But try as she might, she
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107 couldn’t visualize Tomoyo as a boy. It felt somehow wrong anyway.
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108 Tomoyo was Tomoyo. A gorgeous, talented, and loving girl. But Sakura
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109 couldn’t completely shake her thoughts of what might have been, even
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110 if she couldn’t see Tomoyo as male. Between all of that and how
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111 cutely romantic Tomoyo was being, she would have thrown herself into
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112 her arms. So Sakura did it anyway. “Oh, Tomoyo-chan!” Her arms
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113 wrapped around the pale girl’s slender waist, hugging her tightly.
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114 Tomoyo seemed a little surprised by her sudden movement, but quickly
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115 relaxed into the hug, her gentle hands sliding up and down Sakura’s
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116 back as she returned the hug. Sakura’s earlier anguish about the day
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117 felt very far away now, as if it had happened to some other girl
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118 entirely. She had received chocolates from a very special person,
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119 even if she hadn’t been able to give any, so maybe it wasn’t such a
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120 bad thing after all. Sakura giggled, her emerald eyes smiling into
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121 the vast stormy blue ocean of Tomoyo’s eyes. “I got chocolates from
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122 the cutest girl in school. All of the boys are going to get jealous,
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123 Tomoyo-chan.”
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124 Tomoyo smiled happily, her fingers still trailing up and down
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125 Sakura’s back through her school uniform. “The boys must already be
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126 getting jealous just to see Sakura-chan giving out one of her
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127 wonderful hugs like this. I’m very glad that you like them, Sakura-
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128 chan. I made them just for you.” She was so happy to see Sakura
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129 smiling so brightly, to feel her so close, to be able to gaze into
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130 those jade plates. Her heart beat maddeningly. Its thunderous beats
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131 were the music that symbolized her love for the brunette. “Sakura-
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132 chan is like the goddess Aphrodite on Valentine’s Day, capturing
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133 everyone’s heart with her beauty and grace. I had to get you my
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134 Valentine’s Day chocolate before you got drowned in chocolates from
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135 others.” Tomoyo smiled her trademark smile. It made perfect sense to
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136 her that people would be lining up to give Sakura chocolates. The
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137 brunette was just too cute, too enticing not to.
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138 “Tomoyo-chan...” Sakura blushed deeper, sweatdropping. Tomoyo
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139 always said the strangest things, albeit the sweetest. “Maybe on
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140 White Day, but I really don’t think so,” Sakura said quickly,
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141 disentangling herself from the warm embrace and walking along with
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142 her best friend once more.
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143 Tomoyo continued on calmly, still smiling at the Cardmistress.
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144 “Then I’m surprised that more girls didn’t give you chocolates. Even
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145 if Sakura-chan’s a girl, it’s easy to see just how amazing she is.
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146 Watching her day in and day out, it’s impossible not to feel your
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147 heart race when she is around. I know okaa-sama would love to give
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148 you chocolates if she had the chance.” Her eyes followed Sakura’s
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149 every movement, even though they were half lidded. It was easy to get
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150 lost in the combination of a romantic Valentine’s Day and the
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151 powerful allure that Sakura held. She just wanted to reach out and
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152 hug the brunette again, to bask in that warm feeling once more.
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153 Blushing a deep shade of scarlet, Sakura placed a hand behind her
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154 head as the two left the school far behind. She knew that she should
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155 be used to the strange things that Tomoyo said by now, but the dark
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156 haired heiress still managed to surprise her. She idly wondered if
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157 she would be more surprised if Tomoyo hadn’t said something strange.
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158 “Are you sure, Tomoyo-can? Shouldn’t you give them to a boy you
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159 like?” she asked, holding the small bag and package to her chest. Her
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160 mind quickly reasoned that she hoped that wasn’t the case. It may be
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161 embarrassing when Tomoyo said and did such things, but she always
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162 loved the attention and warmth that Tomoyo paid her. Those feelings
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163 always gushed forth from the pale girl in a tsunami that left Sakura
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164 pleasantly confused and more often than not with a blush coloring her
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165 cheeks. She didn’t want some boy taking that away from her, taking
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166 her place at the center of Tomoyo’s attention. It may have been
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167 selfish, but she couldn’t help it. It was just too wonderful a
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168 feeling, to be the focus of such a devoted girl.
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169 Tomoyo nodded assuredly. “I gave it to Sakura-chan because I like
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170 her. There’s no one else that I would rather give my heart to on
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171 Valentine’s Day.” She titled her head to the side thoughtfully for a
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172 moment before continuing. “Or any other day, for that matter.” She
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173 glanced back to Sakura, delighting in the cute blush that spread
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174 across Sakura’s soft cheeks. Wave after wave of adoration washed
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175 through her as they walked together under the shadow of some tall
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176 trees. She could practically see the pink ribbons of love that Sakura
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177 held, reaching out from her hands and wrapping tightly around
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178 Tomoyo’s heart, binding her more strongly than any spell. She was
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179 like a marionette, dancing to the rhythm of her love for Sakura. And
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180 Tomoyo wouldn’t have it any other way. She took Sakura’s free hand
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181 with her own, entwining her fingers with Sakura’s. A delicious
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182 ecstasy filled her as she felt Sakura squeeze her hand. “Sakura-
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183 chan... Tomoyo whispered softly as the pair came to a halt.
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184 Gently placing a sakura blossom that had been falling down to earth
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185 behind Sakura’s ear, Tomoyo’s fingers lingered in the Cardmistress’s
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186 soft, short hair, trailing through the beautiful strands. Her eyes
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187 were set on Sakura’s pretty face, the blush having faded shortly
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188 before. Sakura was growing into a captivating young woman and she had
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189 only managed to take an even greater hold on Tomoyo’s heart as time
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190 went by. The two stood in silence, a light breeze jostling through
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191 hair and fabric alike. At that moment, it felt like they were far
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192 away from the distant land of Tomoeda, in a place that welcomed only
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193 the two school girls. Tomoyo watched Sakura lovingly, her eyes never
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194 leaving Sakura’s beautiful face.
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195 Sakura closed her emerald eyes, silently waiting. Her lips pressed
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196 together as she stood there, the breeze lightly toying with her hair,
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197 though not so much as Tomoyo’s fingers were. Her heart was a raging
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198 cacaphony in her heart, the only other sounds the soft breeze and the
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199 rustling fabric of her skirt. She waited patiently, wondering
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200 excitedly about what would happen, about where this would lead. She
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201 felt intoxicated from the love pouring out of Tomoyo, unable to think
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202 clearly. She only knew that if she waited... A soft, warm feeling
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203 encompassed her lips, turning her heart upside down. Tomoyo’s lips
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204 brushed lightly against her own, tentatively at first before she
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205 kissed her fully. Sakura felt the anxiety that had filled her as she
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206 had waited drain out of her, replaced instantly by the longing that
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207 gripped her heart, by the sea of emotions that filled her as they
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208 kissed. She hadn’t known quite what she expected, only that she had
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209 expected something. But now that Tomoyo was kissing her, it felt
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210 completely right, as if this was what she had been waiting for the
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211 entire time. For her entire life. Tomoyo’s gentle lips sealed with a
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212 kiss Sakura’s final Valentine’s Day present.
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213 Tomoyo hadn’t known what to do at first when presented with the
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214 patiently waiting Sakura in the small sanctuary they found themselves
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215 in. Her mind had curiously pondered why Sakura would wait like that,
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216 her eyes closed almost dreamily. But her mind kept returning to the
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217 same answer. And standing there with Sakura in the gentle breeze,
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218 watching her as they stood alone and yet together, Tomoyo had known
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219 where her heart was leading. And she thought that Sakura’s was
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220 already there waiting for her. Kissing Sakura softly, she was
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221 overcome by the emotions that coursed through her. What had been a
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222 small trickle before, a tiny stream, was now a raging river. It
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223 crashed and collapsed against the rocks, pushing Tomoyo ever forward
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224 along its path. As Sakura’s arms wrapped around her, she continued to
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225 kiss her beautiful best friend, her heart crying out in joy as the
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226 brunette returned her kiss eagerly. The two stayed that way for quite
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227 some time, locked in what seemed to be a never ending cycle of kisses
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228 that passed between the two. Tomoyo felt her masks melt away as they
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229 continued their sweet dance. This was perfect, like a kiss from an
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230 angel. And in a way, that was exactly what it was. A kiss from her
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231 angel, Sakura.
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232 “Hanyaa...” Sakura said quietly as the two finally halted their
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233 continued kissing. It had been a gradual thing as it came to a halt,
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234 just as it had built up gradually. Now that it was over, Sakura found
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235 herself blushing immensely. She felt as if she had been lost and
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236 alone in a dark and frightening forest and that a beautiful princess
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237 had come along and rescued her. Her heart swelled as she looked into
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238 the glittering stars that were Tomoyo’s eyes.
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239 “Happy Valentine’s Day, Sakura-chan,” Tomoyo whispered happily, her
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240 fingers still in Sakura’s hair. Closing her eyes, the two kissed
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241 again, holding close. Even in the cool breeze, the pair felt warm,
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242 wrapped in a blanket of the love they felt surrounding them. It
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243 hadn’t been quite what either had expected, but throughout the years
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244 Sakura would treasure it as her favorite Valentine’s gift.
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