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1 Dear Sakura | |
2 by Amazoness Duo and G.P. | |
3 amazonessduo@hotmail.com | |
4 pearsong1954@yahoo.com | |
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7 Bbbrrrrinnng.... Bbbrrrriiinnng.... Bbbbrrrrriiiinnng.... | |
8 Tomoyo rolled over in her sleep, her long dark hair covering her | |
9 pale form like a sinuous shadow. She stirred as the phone continued | |
10 to ring at her in the silence, finally sitting up in the darkened | |
11 room. She was lying on the couch in her little home theater room, a | |
12 video of Sakura still playing in the background. She was still | |
13 wearing her busines clothes from the day before, not having had the | |
14 will to change out of them. Her tired mind quickly located the source | |
15 of the ringing and she slowly reached out for the phone. Who could be | |
16 calling her at this hour? Her fingers paused just before touching the | |
17 phone as if it had suddenly become a venomous snake, its ringing the | |
18 deadly rattle of a beast about to lunge out and bite her. She was | |
19 filled with a deep and foreboding dread at who may be on the other | |
20 end. 'Leave it. You can pretend that you were asleep. It's late and | |
21 no one will mind,' she thought to herself. But she knew that she | |
22 couldn't do that. Whoever would be calling this late at night must | |
23 have a terribly urgent reason. She couldn't just ignore it. | |
24 "Moshi moshi..." Tomoyo heard herself say, but the voice didn't | |
25 sound like her own. It was cracked and pained, as if it still held | |
26 countless unshed tears. Her fingers trembled as she held the phone to | |
27 her ear, brushing back dark hair that got in the way. Her dread was | |
28 growing by the second as she waited for what felt like an eternity | |
29 for an answer. For a second, she felt the beginnings of relief begin | |
30 to brush lightly at her bruised and battered soul. It must have been | |
31 a wrong number. But her relief quickly turned to mute horror as an | |
32 all too familiar voice answered her. | |
33 "Tomoyo-chan!!" an uberly genki voice called out. "Tomoyo-chan, I | |
34 was so worried. I couldn't get through earlier and I didn't know if | |
35 you would be there or not. I just... You see, I was in the garden | |
36 and... Well, remember how you kissed me?" A giggle before she | |
37 continued. "Well, I finally... Ummm... Can I come over?" Sakura | |
38 sweatdropped on the other end of the phone. She felt like a guilty | |
39 schoolgirl asking permission to go over to a friend's house to do | |
40 anything but study. That thought was silly and awkward for her, but | |
41 she couldn't help it. Being back home had felt almost like she had | |
42 travelled back in time. She hadn't been in the house more than a few | |
43 minutes before calling the Daidouji household. She could hear Touya | |
44 making tea in the kitchen and silently thanked her older brother for | |
45 all of his help. | |
46 The phone clattered to the floor, dropping from Tomoyo's numb | |
47 hands. She stared at the deadly viper that had indeed reached out and | |
48 bit her. How could it be Sakura? Her letter couldn't have gotten to | |
49 her already, could it? Tomoyo wasn't even completely packed yet. She | |
50 hadn't planned on moving out for another two days. And how could | |
51 Sakura be in Tomoeda? She should be in Hong Kong at that very moment, | |
52 snuggling with her husband. This was wrong. This was all wrong. It | |
53 completely shattered Tomoyo's painstakingly crafted plans to fade | |
54 from Sakura's life as well as her mother's. She felt trapped, caged | |
55 in on all sides by imposing iron bars. How could she escape her | |
56 torment if Sakura would not allow it? | |
57 "Tomoyo-chan?" Sakura's voice asked, concern tinging her exuberance. | |
58 Tomoyo realized only dimly that Sakura had been waiting on the | |
59 other end while the phone had lain uselessly on the floor. She | |
60 reached out slowly, picking up the cold plastic once more. Her eyes | |
61 flickered to the screen that was still showing her beautiful second | |
62 cousin flying through the air like an angel. The angel had finally | |
63 come for her, and she had nowhere to flee. She searched desperately | |
64 for her soft voice, one that had served her well for years as a | |
65 member of the choir, but was frustrated to find it having suddenly | |
66 gone missing. What disturbed her even more was that she had begun | |
67 crying moments earlier and hadn't even realized it. Wet tears slipped | |
68 past her cheek and against the telephone as she held it tightly. She | |
69 briefly remembered the cute pink cell phones that she had gotten from | |
70 her mother to stay in contact with Sakura. They had been a wonderful | |
71 tether for the two girls, offering Sakura with a constant link to her | |
72 loving and supportive friend and giving Tomoyo a link to the | |
73 beautiful girl of her dreams. It had been a wonderful thing for both | |
74 of them, giving Sakura a way to always turn to her best friend and | |
75 Tomoyo a way to bask in Sakura's presence even when they were far | |
76 apart. It had worked so well, in fact, that Tomoyo had given Syaoran | |
77 one of the cute cell phones so that he and Sakura may be able to | |
78 share that same bond. Hadn't that been the start of all this? No, | |
79 no... The start of all this had been the gift of a small eraser a | |
80 lifetime ago. | |
81 "Tomoyo-chan?" Sakura repeated, this time listening intently for | |
82 her best friend. She thought she could hear short, ragged breaths, as | |
83 if someone was short of air, and what sounded like sniffling. "Tomoyo- | |
84 chan?" | |
85 'She can't hear me like this. It will ruin everything. She'll never | |
86 let me go if she knows how I feel. And it will destroy Sakura-chan's | |
87 fairy tale. Her beautiful new life will crumble. All because of me. I | |
88 can't do that to Sakura-chan. I can't stay because I... can't... | |
89 handle... it....' Tomoyo thought frantically, her shaking fingers | |
90 quickly wiping her tears away. It did little to soothe the cold and | |
91 broken shards of her heart. 'If I stay, it'll kill both of us, Sakura- | |
92 chan. I can't be a part of your life anymore. Seeing you, loving you, | |
93 knowing that I can't be a part of your heart, it's killing me. It's | |
94 killing me and I won't let it kill you, too.' When she finally spoke, | |
95 her voice came out weakly, a pale shadow of it's normal gentle self. | |
96 It sounded sorrowful in Tomoyo's ears and she immediately cut herself | |
97 off, closing her lavender eyes tightly. 'Hang up!' part of her cried, | |
98 but she knew she couldn't. Sakura was like the Syren from long ago, | |
99 luring her towards grave dangers that she couldn't force herself to | |
100 escape from. She needed to answer Sakura. And soon. But she didn't | |
101 know how. If Sakura heard her crying, then her farewell letter would | |
102 be for naught. Sakura would know the pain that resided in her heart | |
103 and they would both be doomed. With a supreme effort, the pale ghost | |
104 of a girl gathered the splintered shards of her masks, cutting her | |
105 soul in the process as she pulled them up for one final act. But | |
106 would they be enough? Were these tiny shards enough to hide the pain | |
107 she was in? "Sakura-chan..." her soft voice whispered into the phone. | |
108 The pain was still glaringly evident in Tomoyo's ears, but she hoped | |
109 that the brunette wouldn't hear it. The ocean of tears underneath her | |
110 voice's surface wasn't gone exactly, but it was muted, as if a large | |
111 tarp had been thrown over it. | |
112 The auburn haired girl on the other end of the line sighed in | |
113 relief. She had thought that the line had disconnected or that, even | |
114 more irrationally, Tomoyo had finally made good on her words. | |
115 'Goodbye,' echoed through Sakura's mind in Tomoyo's sweet voice, | |
116 surrounding her like a sad song from long ago. It anchored Sakura's | |
117 heart with painful chains and hooks. But Sakura struggled forward | |
118 despite the immense weight on her heart. She was here now. Tomoyo | |
119 couldn't leave or fade away. She would finally fulfill her promise. | |
120 'I knew Sakura-chan would come and rescue me,' Tomoyo had said an | |
121 eternity before. And Sakura had finally come to rescue her fair | |
122 skinned damsel in distress. "I'm here, Tomoyo-chan," she said again, | |
123 not noticing that she was speaking out loud. She blushed slightly, | |
124 but continued on. "I'm glad to hear you. I was so worried about you. | |
125 I got your letter in the mail today... well, yesterday... Anyway, I | |
126 got your letter and I had to come see you. Tomoyo-chan..." her voice | |
127 caught in her throat as she blinked back crystal tears. "I don't want | |
128 you to go. I need you, Tomoyo-chan. I need to talk to you. Right now. | |
129 I'm going to be over in a few minutes, okay? Just unlock your window | |
130 and I'll be there as soon as I can," the Cardmistress said quickly. | |
131 Sakura was too flustered to sleep, her heart's recent revelation | |
132 too much to keep inside for herself. It longed to be offered up as a | |
133 gift to the woman who had been there for Sakura every step of the way | |
134 through her life. But she couldn't do that over the phone. Words | |
135 weren't Sakura's strong point. She always went on her emotions. She | |
136 couldn't even understand her emotions half the time. But she knew | |
137 that the woman on the other end of the phone knew her emotions | |
138 perfectly, as if she could read Sakura the same way others read a | |
139 good book. She had the eye of an artist, but one that was attuned to | |
140 the human soul. No one else understood her like Tomoyo. No one else | |
141 could hope to. But there was one thing that even Tomoyo hadn't been | |
142 able to uncover. The glistening love that lay shrouded in the curious | |
143 mists of Sakura's heart. Now that Sakura had finally understood it, | |
144 she wanted to go to her gentle best friend and to tell her the | |
145 deliscious secret she had learned. | |
146 Of course, she didn't know if Tomoyo would accept her tentative | |
147 offering of love or even how she would react. The eccentric young | |
148 woman held so much love in her heart that its depth felt endless and | |
149 all encompassing, like a warm, deep ocean. She knew that much from | |
150 the love Tomoyo had always showered on her. It may have been | |
151 embarrassing at times, but Sakura would never have wished it away. In | |
152 fact, being without it during her months in Hong Kong had felt like | |
153 she had been exiled to a barren and empty desert. She knew that | |
154 Tomoyo's warm and giving heart had a very special someone at it's | |
155 core, but she knew not who that person was. She only knew that if | |
156 they couldn't love her dear, sweet Tomoyo, then they were undeserving | |
157 of the lavender haired woman's boundless love. And Sakura would try | |
158 her hardest to take away all of Tomoyo's pain, to love her with all | |
159 of her heart. She may not be Tomoyo's special someone, but she would | |
160 more than try to make up for it. She would love Tomoyo with all of | |
161 her heart and soul and try to make everything, for once, all right. | |
162 Tomoyo didn't know how much time had gone by as she sat on the | |
163 floor of her room in the dark, her legs curled under her and her | |
164 tearstained eyes still focused on the moving images of Sakura on the | |
165 screen in front of her. Panic consumed her, a viscious monster that | |
166 had snagged her in it's fangs. Her clothes were only half packed, her | |
167 airplane tickets not for another two days. Sakura had caught her in | |
168 the midst of her plan to fade away from her life, and like a breath | |
169 on a house of cards, it all came tumbling down. Sakura couldn't come | |
170 now, not with the state she was in. It was all Tomoyo could do to | |
171 clutch onto the few remaining shards of the illusions she used to | |
172 hide her pain from those she loved. If Sakura saw her.... "Sakura- | |
173 chan... I can't see you... Not now. Today was such a long day and I | |
174 can't keep my eyes open much longer." And it was true. She couldn't | |
175 keep her eyes open without tears cascading down her pale cheeks. | |
176 Blinking in confusion, Sakura listened to Tomoyo words once again | |
177 in her mind. That didn't sound like her happily eccentric best | |
178 friend. She knew that Tomoyo had stayed up quite often on costumes or | |
179 videotapes and the like. Besides, Sonomi was the businesswoman in the | |
180 family. She was the one who threw herself into her work. And even | |
181 then, she would throw that aside when her daughter needed her. And | |
182 there was something else as well, as if there were little broken ice | |
183 crystals in Tomoyo's voice, threaded through the lavender haired | |
184 woman's melodious voice. This took Sakura completely by surprise. She | |
185 hadn't thought of the possibility that Tomoyo might not be ready for | |
186 her to visit as soon as she reached Tomoeda. She was almost as | |
187 shocked by the lack of Tomoyo's usual embarrassing comments. No | |
188 'Sakura-chan's lovely voice is like a dream', 'All of Tomoeda must be | |
189 ecstatic to know that Sakura-chan is back again', or even 'Isn't Hong | |
190 Kong missing Sakura-chan's beautiful face?'. They had always caused | |
191 such a flurry of emotions in her, but the lack of her best friend's | |
192 adoring remarks left her in silence. | |
193 Covering the phone as she choked back a sob, Tomoyo tried | |
194 desperately to think. She couldn't let Sakura see her like this, | |
195 teary eyed and broken. It would crush the energetic Cardmistress's | |
196 spirits. She was like a shattered China doll lying upon the floor. | |
197 Wasn't it better for Sakura to think that her favorite China doll was | |
198 simply elsewhere than finding it broken and smashed? Pulling together | |
199 the last bit of her strength, Tomoyo could feel her tears burning at | |
200 her eyes as she kept her voice as level and soft as she could. Her | |
201 tattered heart heaved in her chest as she hung onto her crystalline | |
202 mask shards until her soul cried out. "Sakura-chan needs her beauty | |
203 sleep so that she will be gorgeous and genki when the morning comes," | |
204 she said at last, and was relieved to hear it sound as obsessive and | |
205 adoring as ever. | |
206 That seemed to relax Sakura on the other end of the phone, calming | |
207 some of her worries for her dark haired friend. Sakura sighed, | |
208 hugging her knees to her chest as she held onto the phone. "Are you | |
209 sure, Tomoyo-chan? I... I really want to see you." She had been | |
210 waiting so long. Ever since they had said farewell at the airport, | |
211 Sakura had been longing to see her friend again, to hold her, to love | |
212 her, and to kiss her. To make sure that things would truly be all | |
213 right. That feeling had become even stronger since discovering the | |
214 love within her for her blue eyed friend. Tomoyo had been all she had | |
215 thought about on the flight out and the ride home. Things like her | |
216 marriage and what would happen when they met failed to concern her. | |
217 All she knew was that she had to be with Tomoyo again. To lose | |
218 herself in the sweet scent of her long, luscious hair. To feel her | |
219 gentle embrace, and her warm lips. She wanted to give Tomoyo her | |
220 entire heart, to offer it on a beautiful platter of silver and | |
221 emeralds. What Tomoyo would do with her gift was entirely up to her. | |
222 But Sakura knew that she had to give her most precious Christmas | |
223 present to Tomoyo soon. | |
224 The dark haired woman waited in silence for a long moment, trying | |
225 to regulate her breathing. This was even more difficult than when | |
226 Sakura had complained about the butterflies in her stomach while | |
227 Tomoyo had helped her into her wedding gown. That had been a very | |
228 traumatic experience for the young heiress. Helping Sakura into the | |
229 intricately designed and lovingly crafted dress, her own heart | |
230 pouring out to the auburn haired woman as she tried to soothe | |
231 Sakura's worries over marrying someone else had been one of the | |
232 hardest moments in her life. Part of her had wanted to confess her | |
233 love right then, to stand up after helping Sakura with her stockings, | |
234 to look her in the eyes and tell her 'You don't have to be afraid, | |
235 Sakura-chan. I love you.' But even that now seemed like nothing | |
236 compared to this bitter struggle with her emotions. She knew that she | |
237 had strings around Sakura, that she had since they had been small | |
238 children. Sakura was so loving, so trusting, and she had such faith | |
239 in Tomoyo. Tomoyo knew that she could use that to manipulate Sakura | |
240 like a marionette on it's strings. Sakura would listen to whatever | |
241 she had to say, always trusting her dark haired friend. But Tomoyo | |
242 had never used that for her own gain. Well, aside from getting Sakura | |
243 into her costumes and videotaping her. Tomoyo's gentle heart would | |
244 not allow her to use Sakura in such a way. So she had merely used her | |
245 influence on the brunette to gently nudge her heart in the right | |
246 direction, to help her through all of the obstacles life placed | |
247 before the Cardmistress. She now had to try and keep Sakura from | |
248 coming to her, though the longing in the brunette's voice broke | |
249 Tomoyo's already shattered heart into further pieces. Taking a deep | |
250 breath, Tomoyo fought back her tears as she continued. "It really has | |
251 been a long day, Sakura-chan, especially if you've been on a plane | |
252 for so long. Please get some rest. When next I see Sakura-chan, I | |
253 want to see her emerald eyes sparkling happily as she laughs with | |
254 joy." | |
255 Sakura smiled softly as she held the phone to her ear. Just hearing | |
256 Tomoyo's voice made her feel better. "Yeah, I guess you're right, | |
257 Tomoyo-chan. I can wait till the morning. That would probably be | |
258 better anyway. I have a lot I need to tell you." Slumping back on the | |
259 bed, Sakura moved an athletic leg into the air as she yawned. It | |
260 really had been a long flight. And it would probably be better if she | |
261 could actually decide what she wanted to say to Tomoyo. Not that she | |
262 was ever very good with such things. As Tomoyo had told her before, | |
263 she should simply speak her heart. She nodded in silent agreement to | |
264 her best friend. She would speak her heart when she saw Tomoyo the | |
265 next day. "Okay. Thanks, Tomoyo-chan. I'm so glad to hear you again. | |
266 I really missed you. Please sleep well, okay? I'll see you early | |
267 tomorrow." | |
268 "Sweet dreams, Sakura-chan. Dream of the most beautiful angels," | |
269 Tomoyo's soft voice whispered quietly on the other end. And with a | |
270 slow click, she was gone. | |
271 Lying back in bed, Sakura stared straight up. She wasn't looking at | |
272 the ceiling so much as she was looking through it, as if it wasn't | |
273 there. She had wanted to see Tomoyo that night, but the lavender | |
274 haired woman had made sense. Besides, it was better for Tomoyo to | |
275 hear what Sakura had to say when she was rested. Sakura, on the other | |
276 hand, was pretty sure that she couldn't sleep. She had slept off and | |
277 on during the plane ride and in the car with Touya. On top of that, | |
278 her mind was still buzzing with excitement over being back in | |
279 Tomoeda, of being so close to realizing her hearts secret desires. | |
280 The thoughts of once again basking in that sweet love that she had | |
281 taken for granted during the years she and Tomoyo had been friends | |
282 sounded exhilerating. She let out a warm sigh. "Hanyaan..." It had | |
283 always been there, but she had overlooked it as something that would | |
284 forever be a part of her life. Now she knew that Tomoyo was its | |
285 source, the reason behind so many of her happy childhood memories, | |
286 and throughout her adolescence. Tomoyo had bloomed like a gorgeous | |
287 flower, and like a beautiful gardener had coaxed Sakura into becoming | |
288 a very pretty young woman, always nurturing her heart and soul with a | |
289 warmth that Sakura could search the world over for and never find | |
290 again. Sakura felt blessed to have grown up with such love in her | |
291 life. | |
292 But if Tomoyo's heart belonged to another, to her special someone, | |
293 then how would she react to Sakura's declaration of love? Would it | |
294 bother her? Would Tomoyo put her down gently? Or would she be happy | |
295 to simply be loved by someone for once in her life? And just who was | |
296 this special person anyhow? Tomoyo had first mentioned them when they | |
297 had only been ten year olds. And yet she still spoke of them with the | |
298 same passionate fervor she had always shown for this mysterious | |
299 person. So it had to be someone that Tomoyo had known for years. | |
300 Someone who had been close to her, always there in her life | |
301 throughout all of that time. Someone who Tomoyo thought could never | |
302 love her back. | |
303 Sakura sat bolt upright in bed, her emerald eyes wide as a sudden | |
304 realization hit her. She ran down the stairs two at a time, almost | |
305 running full tilt into her older brother as he finished up the tea. | |
306 "Oniichan!! I know who Tomoyo-chan's in love with!" | |
307 Touya turned around in surprise. He hadn't expected Sakura to find | |
308 out so suddenly on her own. Especially after all the hints Tomoyo had | |
309 dropped over the years and the one's he himself had been dropping | |
310 since the two had turned fourteen. That she would finally come to | |
311 that conclusion after all of this time stunned him. "You do?" he | |
312 asked curiously, holding the two tea cups with the grace that years | |
313 as a waiter, among other things, had afforded him. | |
314 Sakura nodded energetically, her short hair flying about her face. | |
315 The young woman looked seriously focused, as she could often get when | |
316 faced with a particularly difficult problem. She sighed, blinking her | |
317 emerald green eyes. She wasn't too happy about it, but at least she | |
318 knew. "Tomoyo-chan's in love with one of her bodyguards," she said at | |
319 last, her shoulders slumping. | |
320 Staring at Sakura for endless minutes, Touya slowly raised an | |
321 eyebrow. Handing Sakura her cup of tea, he ruffled the younger | |
322 woman's hair. "Good try, monster, but you're going to have to try a | |
323 lot harder than that if you're going to figure out who she's in love | |
324 with." Sighing, the sleep deprived older sibling made his way | |
325 upstairs. | |
326 "Hoe.... Why is this so hard?" Sakura asked herself in the empty | |
327 kitchen. Figuring out Tomoyo was certainly a lot more difficult than | |
328 understanding the Sakura Cards. She would have argued with her | |
329 brother, but she simply wasn't in the mood. Taking a sip of the | |
330 flavorful tea, she wondered idly just what she was supposed to do for | |
331 the next... five hours, if she left at eight in the morning. A sudden | |
332 idea struck her like a lightening bolt. Grinning, the Mistress of the | |
333 Cards made her way upstairs. | |
334 "Not where is it?" she asked no one in particular as she sifted | |
335 through her bag. She smiled at the Cardcaptor Sakura keychain that | |
336 Tomoyo had had made for Sakura's thirteenth birthday that lay hanging | |
337 on the side. It was one of a kind, the design of the superdeformed | |
338 Sakura completely Tomoyo's while Sonomi had it crafted by her | |
339 company. She pushed it with a finger, watching it swing back and | |
340 forth like a pendulum. Shaking her head, she went back to searching | |
341 and within moments pulled out the object of her search. Tomoyo's half | |
342 finished costume lay unfurled before her, it's dazzling design | |
343 obvious even in that early state of completion. Tomoyo had always | |
344 been making such beautiful things for her. It seemed a shame that | |
345 Tomoyo's final costume design was never to be finished. She | |
346 understood that Tomoyo had wanted her last design for Sakura to be | |
347 the wedding dress, so the lavender haired woman thought it | |
348 unnecessary to finish this final costume. So if Tomoyo couldn't | |
349 finish it, Sakura could. | |
350 Smiling to herself, Sakura ran to the other room to get the | |
351 supplies she would need. Sewing wasn't exactly her forte, but she had | |
352 sewn a yukata for Syaoran and she knew that if she tried hard enough, | |
353 she could finish what Tomoyo had begun. It wouldn't be as lovely as | |
354 Tomoyo's delicate work, but it would finally be finished, putting to | |
355 rest at least one of Sakura's worries. This was their work, both | |
356 Tomoyo's and Sakura's. She wanted to show it to her best friend. | |
357 After all of those years of wearing Tomoyo's costumes, blushing all | |
358 different shades of red with the bizarre yet captivating designs, | |
359 this would be a combination of both of their hearts, every stitch | |
360 lovingly etched into the beautiful fabric. Clasping her hands | |
361 together determinedly, Sakura got to work. | |
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363 | |
364 Clutching onto the teddy bear Sakura had sewn for her as a farewell | |
365 present, Tomoyo rocked gently back and forth, whispering a lullaby | |
366 that her mother used to sing to her when she was a little girl. Icy | |
367 tears dripped down her chin, falling onto her little stuffed bear | |
368 named Sakura. She held it tightly, sobbing quietly as the phone lay | |
369 haphazardly a few feet away from her. "I love you so much, Sakura- | |
370 chan... Please forgive me... I don't know what to do, Sakura..." she | |
371 whispered tearfully into bear Sakura's ear. Her whole body felt cold, | |
372 torn apart by countless thorns that snaked around her heart. "Please | |
373 help me..." But no one would come and save her. Not even her darling | |
374 Sakura could save her from the darkness that surrounded her now. If | |
375 the brunette came for her, they were both doomed. Sakura's happy life | |
376 would be ruined and Tomoyo would never be able to survive watching | |
377 Sakura so closely like that, unable to be with her. | |
378 An even darker thought that crossed her mind was about what Sakura | |
379 had been struggling to say on the phone. What feelings did Sakura | |
380 have for her? What feelings did the Cardmistress understand now? Did | |
381 she know of Tomoyo's love for her? Which meant that Sakura's | |
382 marriage, her beautiful marriage, the child she hadn't yet had, the | |
383 whole life that lay before her was in peril. And all because Tomoyo | |
384 had failed to fade out of Sakura's life properly. | |
385 "Sakura-chan, what am I to do?" Tomoyo asked hopelessly, pressing | |
386 her tearstreaked cheek into the soft material of the teddy bear. |