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3 All I want for Christmas is You | |
4 by Amazoness Duo | |
5 amazonessduo@hotmail.com | |
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8 Her name was Sakura Kinomoto. Sweet, lovable, and very energetic, | |
9 Christmas was one of her favorite times of the year. Her emerald | |
10 green eyes sparkled as all sorts of Christmas decorations caught her | |
11 their notice. “Sugoi! Tomoyo-chan, look!” The Twin Bells shop was | |
12 putting up a cute little Christmas tree right outside, decorated | |
13 festively with all sorts of beautiful decorations, lights flashing on | |
14 and off in spectacular patterns. Sakura giggled happily. She had gone | |
15 out shopping with her best friend to get a few last minute Christmas | |
16 gifts. | |
17 Tomoyo smiled cheerfully as she watched her genki best friend. Her | |
18 hand was on her ever trusty camcorder, capturing every second of | |
19 enthusiastic Sakura on videotape. Sakura was trussed up in an outfit | |
20 Santa Claus would have envied. Tomoyo had finished it just that | |
21 morning and was eager to see the Cardmistress in it. Despite her | |
22 initial embarrassment, Sakura didn’t even seem to notice the garment | |
23 was there anymore, walking around with her usual flourish. The little | |
24 white ball at the end of the red cap on her head bobbed back and | |
25 forth as she walked. Her feet were covered with little red shoes, | |
26 also with little white balls. Long white stockings kept Sakura’s legs | |
27 warm. Those ran up into a small red skirt that was trimmed with | |
28 white. Her red coat was held closed against the cold with green lace. | |
29 In both gloved hands, Sakura held shopping bags filled with her | |
30 latest gifts. Tomoyo sighed to herself. “The tree looks very nice, | |
31 Sakura-chan, but it’s not nearly as cute or as festive as you are.” | |
32 Sakura blushed at the remark, sweatdropping at Tomoyo’s usual | |
33 bluntness about such things. She didn’t think she’d ever understand | |
34 why she said those kinds of things, but she had come to accept it. | |
35 She should see it coming by now, she told herself, but she always got | |
36 caught by surprise. Tomoyo was dressed all in green, with a beautiful | |
37 green bow in her hair. She said that she was dressed as ‘Sakura- | |
38 chan’s helper’. It looked pretty on her regardless, Tomoyo’s snow | |
39 white skin almost seeming to be an addition to the costume. Sakura | |
40 went back to looking at the tree, her fingers brushing through some | |
41 of the tinsel. “It’s so pretty! I hope Onii-chan and dad get the | |
42 Christmas tree up before I get back. I hope it’s big with lots of | |
43 lights and decorations.” She balled her fists up in anticipation, | |
44 already seeing the tree in her mind. | |
45 Giggling softly, Tomoyo led Sakura inside the shop, walking | |
46 carefully backwards so that she could get Sakura’s entrance. “Sakura- | |
47 chan enters the store, ready for more holiday gift giving. Like a | |
48 kawaii Santa Claus, she comes bearing gifts.” She barely noticed the | |
49 running commentary she was providing, lost up in the sheer perfection | |
50 that was Sakura. The holiday season could be one of the most | |
51 depressing times of the year, but right now that hardly seemed to | |
52 matter. It was as if she was too busy partaking of Sakura to allow | |
53 any other thoughts into her head. | |
54 Blushing again, Sakura went back to the task at hand, glancing | |
55 around the store for anything someone might like. “Let’s see... I | |
56 already have Onii-chan’s present. He’s getting that sweater. And I | |
57 got Yukito-san that basket of food you pointed out. Naoko-chan got | |
58 the book of scary stories.” Sakura paused for a moment to shudder. | |
59 That book sure had a spooky ghost on the cover of it. And Sakura | |
60 hated ghosts. Especially after Touya spent his youth telling her | |
61 scary stories about them. “And Chiharu-chan has those ribbons for her | |
62 hair. Rika-chan got that cute broach. Father has the scarf I made.” | |
63 Biting her lip, her mind went through the possibilities. What else | |
64 did she need for Christmas? Her eyes caught on something near the | |
65 back of the shop, drawing her towards it. “Kawaii!” It was a cute | |
66 angel doll, it’s wings folded beautifully behind it, it’s white silk | |
67 shining in the store light. It held a small candle in its hands, its | |
68 eyes closed as if in prayer. Her mind raced. Yes, she knew exactly | |
69 what she would get it for. A giggle escaped her lips as she picked it | |
70 up. “Wai! I have just enough for it. And it’s the last thing I need. | |
71 I’m going to get it for Syaoran-kun.” | |
72 Tomoyo’s sweet voice reached out to Sakura from behind Tomoyo’s | |
73 camcorder. Her smile was genuine, but Tomoyo couldn’t tell if she was | |
74 hiding behind the camcorder or not, using it to distance herself from | |
75 the situation. She wasn’t part of this. She was an observer. So there | |
76 was no reason to be sad about Sakura picking out a nice gift for the | |
77 boy she would one day marry. When she spoke, it was with all honesty. | |
78 “I’m sure that Li-kun will be thrilled to get such a lovely present | |
79 from Sakura-chan. Though being with Sakura-chan would be present | |
80 enough for anyone.” | |
81 Smiling brightly, Sakura headed to the counter to make her | |
82 purchase. “Tomoyo-chan, arigato! I really hope so. It’s the last of | |
83 my money. I want it to be something special.” | |
84 “It is special. An angel from an angel.” Tomoyo sighed happily, a | |
85 light blush on her cheeks as she continued recording Sakura. The | |
86 brunette sweatdropped again, waving off the idea, but Tomoyo just | |
87 went around to get another angle of her angel. | |
88 “I’m not an angel, Tomoyo-chan. I just want to make this a good | |
89 Christmas for everyone,” the Cardmistress explained, accepting the | |
90 bag with the angel inside from the shop owner before turning back to | |
91 her eccentric best friend. She was happy to have found it. It was | |
92 absolutely perfect. She couldn’t wait to wrap it up. Yes, this | |
93 Christmas would be perfect indeed. | |
94 “You’re an angel to me, Sakura-chan. Floating down gingerly from | |
95 the sky, filling up the lives of all you meet with love, capturing | |
96 their hearts with your beauty and cute personality, making everyday | |
97 feel special. Sakura-chan’s my Christmas angel.” Another smile | |
98 crossed her lips as she continued filming, following the embarrassed | |
99 Sakura out of the store. Everyone knew, most of all Tomoyo, that an | |
100 embarrassed Sakura was a very cute Sakura. | |
101 “Thank you very much, Tomoyo-chan,” Sakura got out, smiling despite | |
102 her blush. She knew that Tomoyo was a very wise person and took what | |
103 she said to heart. Tomoyo always seemed to be looking out for her and | |
104 she appreciated that. Even if some of what she said was strange, | |
105 Sakura knew that the dark haired girl meant it. That was part of why | |
106 it was so embarrassing to hear, actually. Because she knew that | |
107 Tomoyo was always being honest about it. She was always very happy to | |
108 hear it regardless. It made her feel warm inside, like when you would | |
109 sit right in front of a fire or it would wash over you or when you | |
110 had a nice cup of hot chocolate that swirled and heated you up | |
111 inside. It was much the same being with Tomoyo. | |
112 When they had finally reached Sakura’s house, they found that | |
113 everyone else seemed to be out for the moment. Sakura grinned as she | |
114 lugged in her bags. That meant no big brothers to get in the way of | |
115 her Christmas wrapping. A nearly forgotten thought struck her | |
116 suddenly and she turned back to Tomoyo. “Oh, wait right there, Tomoyo- | |
117 chan! I need to go get your Christmas present.” She motioned towards | |
118 the living room and began for the stairs. She was happy to note that | |
119 the Christmas tree was up and that it was beautiful. Underneath, she | |
120 could see some of the presents already. Spotting Tomoyo’s present to | |
121 her that Tomoyo had given her before they had left this morning, | |
122 Sakura grinned and rushed up the stairs. She couldn’t wait to give | |
123 Tomoyo her present. | |
124 Tomoyo waited patiently, sitting in front of the large Christmas | |
125 tree. She knew her mother had already purchased the largest Christmas | |
126 tree imaginable. They had spent the night before decorating it. She | |
127 had been happy to spend the time with her mother, worrying about | |
128 nothing other than a large tree. They had stayed up long after the | |
129 tree was finished, Tomoyo’s head on her mother’s lap. Her mother | |
130 would gently play with her hair while they both stared at the glow | |
131 from the Christmas tree, all the other lights in the house off. They | |
132 had talked late into the night, her mother telling her all sorts of | |
133 stories, most having to do with her sweet cousin, Nadeshiko. She had | |
134 finally fallen asleep, curled up and with her head still on her | |
135 mother’s lap. Looking at the Christmas tree brought back all of those | |
136 memories, diffused with other thoughts of Sakura and her family | |
137 around it, enjoying the holiday together. Still deep in thought, | |
138 Tomoyo pulled up her cell phone to call her bodyguards to pick her | |
139 up. Her mother was a very protective woman and wanted to make sure | |
140 that she was safe. Tomoyo didn’t really mind and the bodyguards were | |
141 all very nice, even if they all hid that under a mask of | |
142 professionalism. | |
143 Finally finished and with some tape still stuck to her now | |
144 gloveless hands, Sakura hurried down the stairs. She found Tomoyo on | |
145 her knees in front of the Christmas tree, the lights shining onto her | |
146 pale skin making it look like she was changing color herself in front | |
147 of Sakura. Sakura shook her head and approached the dark haired girl. | |
148 “Here it is. I had to wrap it really quickly, so I’m sorry if it’s a | |
149 little messy.” She hung her head apologetically as she held it out as | |
150 an offering to her best friend. | |
151 “I’d rather have Sakura-chan wrap it than any store,” Tomoyo said | |
152 happily as she stood up, taking the slightly rushed package. The | |
153 paper was crinkled and the tape was all over the wrapping paper, | |
154 which was a cream color with cute teddy bears holding hearts all over | |
155 it. Tomoyo hugged it to her chest, thrilled to receive a gift from | |
156 the girl she loved. | |
157 “Are you still having that Christmas party tonight, Tomoyo-chan?” | |
158 Sakura asked curiously, brushing some stray locks of hair from her | |
159 eyes. | |
160 Watching Sakura carefully, Tomoyo nodded. Something was bothering | |
161 the brunette, she could tell. “Yes, it’s still tonight. I’ve already | |
162 passed out all the invitations at school. I’m going to make a cake | |
163 for it myself after I get home. Mother has to be at some business | |
164 party, but she promised that we’ll spend all of Christmas day | |
165 together. The house is decorated very prettily. I can’t wait for you | |
166 to see it, Sakura-chan. Sense mother owns a toy company, she made | |
167 sure that the house was perfect for Christmas.” Tomoyo’s smile came | |
168 easily, though a warning at the back of her mind made her cautious. | |
169 Sakura’s shoulder’s slumped visibly. There was obvious | |
170 disappointment in her voice. “Gomen nasai, Tomoyo-chan. I don’t think | |
171 I can come to your party. My family was all going out to dinner | |
172 tonight.” She had completely forgot that the two events would be | |
173 happening at the same time. To her surprise, Tomoyo’s smile never | |
174 faded, though her eyes closed. | |
175 “That’s all right, Sakura-chan. Family is more important than a | |
176 Christmas party. Please have fun at dinner. I promise I’ll save some | |
177 of the cake for you and Kero-chan.” Tomoyo was the mask of | |
178 unconcerned sweetness to her friend, but inside she was heartbroken. | |
179 What was a Christmas party without Sakura? The biggest thrill would | |
180 be to see her best friend there, to enjoy Christmas Eve with her. And | |
181 if her mother was already gone, what was she to do? They were the two | |
182 most important people to her, yet she would be spending Christmas Eve | |
183 without them. But she still had a party that she was responsible for. | |
184 An idea struck her and the heartache dulled slightly, though it | |
185 refused to disappear. Images of Sakura in her cute Christmas outfit | |
186 and gift giving and Christmas carols with her lingered in her mind | |
187 like the events from something that now would not be. “I’ll videotape | |
188 the party for you so you won’t have to miss it. I’ll give it to you | |
189 as soon as I can.” | |
190 “Great idea, Tomoyo-chan! I can’t wait to see it. I’ll be able to | |
191 pretend that I actually went.” Sakura smiled at the idea, still | |
192 unaware of the heartache behind her friend’s smile. It seemed like a | |
193 wonderful idea. What better way to handle both events? A car out | |
194 front pulled her from her thoughts. | |
195 “It must be my bodyguards. I have to go home now and get ready for | |
196 the party. Sakura-chan, thank you so much for the present. Whatever | |
197 it is, I will cherish it always,” Tomoyo said sweetly. ‘Just like | |
198 I’ll always cherish you,’ she added to herself. | |
199 The two friends walked towards the door, Sakura following a little | |
200 behind Tomoyo. “I hope the party goes well, Tomoyo-chan. I bet it’ll | |
201 be lots of fun.” Sakura grinned as they reached the door. “You’ll | |
202 have to tell me how it all went later.” | |
203 Smiling back, Tomoyo wasn’t so sure herself, but she hid her | |
204 concern. After all, it wouldn’t be the same without Sakura. But she | |
205 could still record it for her and try to make it a nice party for | |
206 everyone. It should be a nice way to spend Christmas Eve. The special | |
207 cake she was planning to make wouldn’t be for Sakura, but she could | |
208 still keep her in her thoughts while she baked it and got everything | |
209 ready. Yes, even if Sakura and her mother couldn’t be there, she | |
210 could throw a nice Christmas party for her friends and record it for | |
211 the two absent women. “I will, Sakura-chan. I’ll wrap up the video | |
212 and bring it by tomorrow afternoon when most of the Christmas | |
213 festivities are out of the way. And you’ll have to tell me how your | |
214 Christmas goes. I’m sure it will be lovely.” | |
215 “Tomoyo-chan, arigato,” Sakura said happily as she stood in the | |
216 doorway. She was very excited about the coming Christmas. She had | |
217 presents to wrap and she had to get changed before dinner. Not that | |
218 Tomoyo’s costume for her wasn’t cute, but it would look a little | |
219 strange at a restaurant. The brunette was nearly giddy with | |
220 excitement. Christmas Eve was always a time of great anticipation for | |
221 her. | |
222 Pausing for just a moment as she considered it, Tomoyo leaned | |
223 forward and planted a small, delicate kiss on Sakura’s pink lips. Her | |
224 own petal soft lips remained there for a brief second, thrilling in | |
225 the delightful feel of the sweet kiss. It was over in an instant, but | |
226 it felt like it had lasted much longer. The dark haired girl smiled | |
227 brightly, her eyes closing as she tilted her head to the side. | |
228 “Sakura-chan looks cute under the mistletoe,” she stated simply | |
229 before turning towards the waiting limousine. Her bodyguards watched | |
230 impassively as she walked back towards the vehicle. She was nearly | |
231 glowing as she walked, entranced by the wonderfully soft kiss she had | |
232 managed to give Sakura. She licked her lips while her back was still | |
233 to the brunette, savoring the flavor of Sakura’s strawberry flavored | |
234 lip balm. Her smile grew as she reached the door that one of the | |
235 bodyguards was holding open. She loved the holidays. “Merry | |
236 Christmas, Sakura-chan!” | |
237 | |
238 Sakura was still in the doorway sometime later, her cheeks a bright | |
239 scarlet and her hands held tightly against her chest. Tomoyo had been | |
240 gone for several minutes already. But the kiss from the other girl | |
241 still lingered in her mind like a lazy butterfly moving slowly | |
242 through a meadow. Looking straight up, she saw the mistletoe hanging | |
243 above the threshold. Her brother had placed it up the week before. | |
244 She frowned, balling her fists as she got ready to blame her brother | |
245 as he often did. But for what? She really didn’t feel like it anyway. | |
246 She just felt... strange. It had been awkward, getting kissed by | |
247 Tomoyo under the mistletoe. But she found the idea returning again | |
248 and again in her mind like a light bulb that wouldn’t stay off. It | |
249 had been... pleasant. Warm. And very soft. Almost fragile. It took | |
250 her a moment to notice that she was breathless. A small laugh escaped | |
251 her, sounding tiny and distorted in the empty house. Such a silly | |
252 thing. No wonder people kept mistletoe around. For odd occasions like | |
253 that. She decided that it was a good thing, whatever it was. A nice | |
254 little holiday ritual. She found herself almost disappointed that | |
255 Christmas would be over soon and that she wouldn’t have a chance to | |
256 do that again. Maybe Tomoyo would kiss her again the next day when | |
257 she came by. Or maybe she could kiss her. Under the mistletoe. With | |
258 snow outside and Christmas music in the background. It almost sounded | |
259 romantic. Sakura tried to force away her blush. | |
260 The thought still replaying in her mind’s eye, Sakura made her way | |
261 back to her room upstairs. She had to hurry up and call Syaoran | |
262 before her father and brother got home. She wanted to wish him a | |
263 merry Christmas while she still had the chance on Christmas Eve. She | |
264 had already sent out his present the week before and she wanted to | |
265 know what he thought of it. “Hanyaa...” Life was good. Even if her | |
266 boyfriend lived so far away, she was still lucky to have him. And she | |
267 had a wonderful friend to help her through everything back home. And | |
268 soon enough she would be off for Christmas dinner with her family. | |
269 A low, desolate howl carried to Sakura over the wind. It was both | |
270 intensely close and extremely distant at the same time. But the | |
271 desperate hopelessness to it made the brunette shiver terribly, her | |
272 skin prickling into goosebumps. She told herself that it must have | |
273 merely been the wind, that it was nothing more. But there had been | |
274 something remotely human in the despair she had heard. It sent a | |
275 chill through her that she couldn’t shake. | |
276 Trying to ignore the eerie feeling that she was getting, Sakura | |
277 made her way over to the fireplace to warm herself. She was felt as | |
278 if she had waiting out in the snow for hours without the warm | |
279 protection of Tomoyo’s costume. Kneeling down in front of the fire, | |
280 she basked in the warm glow, its cheery heat spreading across her | |
281 cheeks, almost painfully at first. But despite the warmth it gave | |
282 off, Sakura couldn’t get warm enough. It never seemed to dispel the | |
283 cold that hung about her. Rubbing her hands together, Sakura knelt | |
284 closer. The flames flickered and faded. The howl returned, closer | |
285 this time, as if it were right over her shoulder. Any warmth the | |
286 flames had been giving off to Sakura dissipated quickly, her heart | |
287 pounding nervously in her chest. The cold winter outside seemed no | |
288 match for the frigid shroud that was gripping at her like thousands | |
289 of frozen hands. As the brunette stared uneasily into the flames, the | |
290 flames began to stare back at her, taking shape. A feminine figure | |
291 began to appear, long hair flickering as the flames danced lazily | |
292 about the fireplace. Screaming, Sakura fell backwards, kicking away | |
293 from the fire. Without a glance back, she ran up stairs. Her fingers | |
294 fumbled around her doorknob as they shook, the sound growing louder | |
295 and closer. She barely got the door open as the sound reached the | |
296 stairs, slipping in and slamming the door closed behind her. | |
297 Backpedaling in her frightened state, Sakura fell back on her bed, | |
298 staring at her door. | |
299 If there was one thing that really frightened the magical girl, it | |
300 was ghosts. Everything else was tangible, something that she could | |
301 eventually overcome with support from Tomoyo or help from Syaoran or | |
302 Yue. Ghosts were just... They were scary. They always had been to | |
303 her. Touya had told her many ghost stories as a child and now she was | |
304 simply terrified of the very idea. She usually found herself gripping | |
305 onto Tomoyo when Naoko would start a scary story or when they were | |
306 walking through some dark shadows. But now she was all alone in her | |
307 room, the sound growing ever closer. Her shaking hands reached out | |
308 for the pink cell phone Tomoyo had given her so long ago, punching in | |
309 familiar numbers in a desperate attempt to reach her best friend. It | |
310 was all right. This was probably all in her mind. She just needed | |
311 Tomoyo to tell her that. She could trust her dark haired friend much | |
312 more than her own jumpy mind. -“Tomoyo-chan...” she whispered | |
313 nervously. She never finished dialing. The cell phone clattered | |
314 uselessly to the floor. “Hoe...” Now Sakura’s whole body had begun to | |
315 shake. A woman was walking through her door. At first, it appeared to | |
316 be gathering mist, pooling out through the closed door. But it slowly | |
317 began to take shape, features growing more defined in the dim light | |
318 of Sakura’s room. She had never hit the light switch upon entering | |
319 the room, but the woman before her was glowing softly in the | |
320 darkness. Her eyes were closed, long gray hair fluttering around her | |
321 as if in a breeze that Sakura could not feel. Sakura slowly felt her | |
322 fear melt away in this angelic woman’s presence. There was nothing | |
323 frightening about her, only a deep sadness that surrounded the woman. | |
324 It took Sakura a moment to realize she had seen this woman before. | |
325 Every day in pictures around the house. The last time she had seen | |
326 her alive was when she was only three years old. “Mama?” she asked | |
327 quietly, her voice wavering. | |
328 Nadeshiko smiled warmly at her daughter, drifting closer. She didn’t | |
329 seem to be moving at all as she did so, the distance dropping away | |
330 between them. Her jade eyes, the same green as her daughters, shone | |
331 brightly in the darkness like twin moons. They were gentle and | |
332 loving, just the way Sakura remembered her mother. Her dark hair | |
333 continued to flow about her in a breeze that was not there. “Sakura- | |
334 chan...” Her soft voice was achingly beautiful, wrapping around | |
335 Sakura like a time machine as years slipped away from her like grains | |
336 of sand. For a brief moment, she was three years old again, together | |
337 with her mother. | |
338 “Mama!” Sakura cried out, tears spilling down her cheeks as she | |
339 lunged forward to hug the spirit before her. Her arms encountered | |
340 nothing, moving through Nadeshiko as if she were never there. | |
341 “Mama..?” Sakura stepped back in confusion, watching her mother. | |
342 Nadeshiko closed her eyes sadly, her bright light fading ever so | |
343 slightly. It looked like an ancient pain had overtaken her, one that | |
344 she was all too familiar with. | |
345 “Sakura-chan...” Nadeshiko whispered again. Her fingers brushed past | |
346 Sakura’s cheek and for a second the brunette could feel a light | |
347 breeze along her cheek, though the fingers were curiously absent. “My | |
348 baby girl. I’m always watching over you, Sakura-chan. I couldn’t | |
349 leave you all behind.” She smiled beautifully and for a moment, | |
350 Sakura was reminded of Tomoyo. They both shared a loving smile and | |
351 nearly the same long, dark hair. ‘And she watches over me, too,’ | |
352 Sakura added to herself. She quickly pushed the thought away. Now | |
353 wasn’t the time. But if now wasn’t the time, when was? Unable to | |
354 answer her own question, Sakura merely shook her head, watching the | |
355 glowing woman. “But I can’t share in your joys or your sorrows. I | |
356 can’t be part of your lives anymore. I can only watch. And offer my | |
357 love across the distance. I can only hope that you all feel it.” The | |
358 pained look overtook her again and the hurt in her voice was evident. | |
359 Sakura could never remember her mother looking so sad. The older | |
360 woman had always been happy during the short time Sakura had known | |
361 her, even up to her death. It seemed like nothing could hurt her. | |
362 Life itself seemed to thrill her and fill her with exuberance. But | |
363 now she hadn’t moved on, still holding herself close to the family | |
364 she loved so dearly. Only being able to watch them, unable to share | |
365 in their lives must have been painful for her. All she could do was | |
366 wait to be with them once more. But there seemed to be something else | |
367 as well. “We can..” Sakura offered, taking a step closer to her | |
368 mother. It had been so many years. Several crystalline tears dripped | |
369 unnoticed past her chin. “Sometimes I’ll feel it. It’s like you’re | |
370 there beside me. It feels warm and safe. And it makes me smile to | |
371 know that you’re watching. Because I know that you’re out there.” | |
372 A smile crossed Nadeshiko’s lips and the light surrounding her grew | |
373 in intensity. “My little girl... You’ve grown into such a beautiful | |
374 woman. I knew my little Sakura would do great things as she grew | |
375 older.” Her smile faded, as did her glow. She grew serious, her eyes | |
376 locking with Sakura’s. “It’s great to see you again, Sakura-chan, but | |
377 I can’t stay for long. I came to warn you.” | |
378 “Warn me?” Sakura asked worriedly. The ominous tone in her mother’s | |
379 voice didn’t help her state of mind. Oh, and the fact that she was | |
380 dead. From the stories she had heard, that usually meant she was back | |
381 for a very important reason. But what could that be? She had already | |
382 captured all of the Clow Cards and made them her own Sakura Cards. | |
383 She had faced Eriol and overcome the Catastrophe. What could be worse | |
384 than any of that that her mother would need to come warn her about? | |
385 Nadeshiko nodded gravely. “Sakura-chan, you’re at a very important | |
386 time in your life. Your decisions will affect a great deal of what is | |
387 to come for you. You need to make sure that they are the right | |
388 decisions.” A soft, wisp of a sigh escaped her lips. Her eyes fell | |
389 shut as her mind drifted back to some of her own decisions. “I have | |
390 only one regret from my life. The rest was wonderful. Having you and | |
391 Touya, the joys I was witness to, all of it. Even watching your lives | |
392 as I wait is a blessing. But there’s one thing that haunts me. | |
393 Everyday I see the pain that I’ve caused when I watch her. I can feel | |
394 her agony, but I’m helpless to ease its burden. I had no idea how | |
395 much I had hurt her.” Her voice choked off as tears threatened to | |
396 overwhelm her, but she forced forward. She hadn’t much time left. She | |
397 shook her head and continued. “You’re in that same position now, | |
398 Sakura-chan. We both overlooked the love that sustained us throughout | |
399 our lives. You can’t make the same mistake I made. Tasting her pain | |
400 is just too horrible. I don’t want the same thing to happen to you.” | |
401 Tears began to fall down her cheeks, but she paid them no attention, | |
402 fixing her gaze on her daughter. “During my lifetime, I didn’t allow | |
403 myself time to worry about much of anything. I simply enjoyed the | |
404 beauty that existed in life. One of the most beautiful things I was | |
405 witness to was the love of my cousin, Sonomi. She was my best friend, | |
406 my guardian, and so much more. But I never realized the extent of her | |
407 love. I never knew how much I had hurt her when I got married. Losing | |
408 her was the most painful thing in my life.” A soft, warm smile | |
409 crossed her lips as she drew closer to Sakura. “Much worse than my | |
410 death. It never really did concern me. I had lived a happy life. | |
411 Death was just a crossroads. It even brought Sonomi back to me, if | |
412 only for a short time, so I was glad for that. But now... I watch her | |
413 every day. I watch over her in the same way I watch over you and | |
414 Touya. I’ve seen the pain she’s endured. And I know that I’m the | |
415 cause behind it. All because I failed her. I failed to see what was | |
416 right in front of me for all those years. And now she lives on in | |
417 pain that I can only watch. And wait. One day, I will make it up for | |
418 her. But that could be many years from now. I have to wait until her | |
419 own death for us to be reunited again. Sakura-chan, you’re travelling | |
420 the same path I did. And I’m afraid for you, my daughter. I don’t | |
421 want you to have to see that pain yourself.” Her teary eyes fluttered | |
422 for a moment, but remained fixed on Sakura’s green orbs. Sakura could | |
423 only look back, unsure of what to say. “Tonight, you will be visited | |
424 by three spirits. Listen to them. Learn their lessons well. The rest | |
425 is up to you, Sakura-chan. Don’t make the same mistakes I did. Don’t | |
426 wait until your death to see the errors in your life. Don’t lose the | |
427 most beautiful thing in your life before you truly have the chance to | |
428 appreciate it.” She smiled softly, kissing Sakura’s forehead. Sakura | |
429 only felt a gentle breeze as her mother pulled away. “Remember, | |
430 Sakura-chan, I’ll always be watching over you. Please make sure she | |
431 doesn’t join me too soon. You only need one guardian angel.” Her | |
432 voice faded, becoming nothing more than a faint whisper. The room was | |
433 once again plunged into darkness. | |
434 Sakura sat in silence, and for a moment she wondered if her mother | |
435 had truly been there at all. Was it just some delusion? Had she been | |
436 dreaming? No, she had been there. It was her mother. She had to be. | |
437 Her voice still lingered in Sakura’s ears. But what had she meant? | |
438 What was awaiting her? Who was she hurting? Tomoyo, a voice in the | |
439 back of her mind supplied. But how? She would never hurt Tomoyo | |
440 intentionally. She was her best friend. The dark haired girl was | |
441 always there for Sakura. She would never dream of harming her pale | |
442 friend. But if she was doing it unknowingly... Sakura slumped back on | |
443 her bed, hugging herself tightly. “Mama...” | |
444 | |
445 Dinner came and went all too swiftly for Sakura. Her mind was too | |
446 focused on her mother’s words to really enjoy herself. Her brother | |
447 had noticed that something seemed wrong with her, but she quickly | |
448 explained that she was fine. He didn’t look like he believed her, but | |
449 he let it drop. The whole thing had been disturbing. But had it | |
450 really happened? She hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before and | |
451 Christmas was only a few short hours away, so she could have just | |
452 dreamt the whole thing. She had nearly gotten herself to believe that | |
453 by the time she was back home in her room. Kero was still | |
454 mysteriously absent, but she figured he was probably out looking at | |
455 all of the pretty lights decorating the city for Christmas. Or | |
456 getting something to eat. He did have a pretty one track mind | |
457 sometimes. | |
458 Sakura had contemplated calling Tomoyo several times, but she | |
459 couldn’t quite bring herself to finish dialing Tomoyo’s number. This | |
460 had to do with Tomoyo, didn’t it? That’s what the small voice in the | |
461 back of her mind had said at least. She didn’t know how to ask the | |
462 dark haired girl about it. ‘Besides,’ she rationalized, ‘Tomoyo- | |
463 chan’s busy with her party. I’ll just call her tomorrow. By then that | |
464 dream should have stopped bothering me anyway.’ Setting down the pink | |
465 cell phone near her bed, Sakura tried to ignore the area where her | |
466 mother had been standing not so long ago. It was just a dream. It had | |
467 to be. | |
468 Lying on her stomach, Sakura held onto a doll in front of her. The | |
469 doll looked quite a bit like Cardcaptor Sakura, even though she had | |
470 gotten it a while before she had ever found out about the Clow Cards. | |
471 Tomoyo had sewn it and given it to her a few weeks after they had | |
472 met. She had kept it near her bed ever since. She had plenty of | |
473 stuffed animals and dolls around her room, but this one was probably | |
474 her favorite. Maybe even more so than the teddy bear Syaoran had | |
475 given her. The teddy bear was sweet and she was happy to have | |
476 received it from him, but the little stuffed Sakura had been hers for | |
477 so long. It was always a comforting reminder of Tomoyo whether she | |
478 was doing homework or worrying about magical happenings or just lying | |
479 in her bed at night waiting for sleep to take her. Pulling it closer | |
480 to her face, Sakura could still faintly smell Tomoyo on the cute | |
481 little doll. Squeezing its soft fabric between her fingers, she let | |
482 her eyes fall closed peacefully. If she couldn’t call Tomoyo, this | |
483 was the second best thing. It almost felt like she was there with | |
484 her, soothing Sakura’s worried spirit the way she always did. She | |
485 felt herself drifting off, her worries dissipating in the calm that | |
486 slowly began to envelop the Cardmistress. Tomoyo’s gentle caress | |
487 seemed to spread through her soul, washing her worries away. She | |
488 could almost feel Tomoyo’s fingers brushing softly through her hair | |
489 and gave a content sigh, hugging the stuffed Sakura against her | |
490 chest. Her relationship with Syaoran could be a little strange at | |
491 times, but she could always count on Tomoyo in her life. Syaoran | |
492 wasn't very good at expressing his emotions so she didn’t know how he | |
493 felt very often. That coupled with his irrational jealousy at times | |
494 made things difficult. But they were made for each other, right? So | |
495 it didn’t matter. Sakura was almost the opposite. She couldn’t help | |
496 showing her emotions. It was just that she didn’t always understand | |
497 them. Like her feelings for Syaoran. She never would have understood | |
498 them if Tomoyo and everyone else hadn’t told her. Tomoyo was always | |
499 there for her, never too busy to help Sakura or just to spend time | |
500 with her. Tomoyo understood her feelings perfectly, even better than | |
501 Sakura herself did. The dark haired girl was the eye of the storm in | |
502 her life when everything else became overwhelming. She was the one | |
503 Sakura always turned to for comfort when she needed it. It was | |
504 strange how it differed from her relationship with her boyfriend. And | |
505 now that everything had gotten so confusing for her, it was Tomoyo | |
506 she had reached out for, if only in the form of the doll she had | |
507 given Sakura. | |
508 Nearly asleep, Sakura began to feel the imaginary fingers brushing | |
509 her hair from her eyes. A sleepy part of her mind mused that the | |
510 fingers were longer than Tomoyo’s. But that hardly seemed to matter | |
511 at the moment. In her dreamy state, she could see when Tomoyo had | |
512 first given her the Sakura doll. Tomoyo had given it to Sakura after | |
513 school. She couldn’t remember if it was near Christmas or not at the | |
514 time, but there was a light snow in Sakura’s dream and Tomoyo was | |
515 wearing their school’s winter uniform. The dark haired girl smiled | |
516 pleasantly as she gave Sakura the gift, telling her that she was so | |
517 happy to have met Sakura and that she wanted to thank her for being | |
518 her friend. Tomoyo had been new at the time, Sakura knew that. No one | |
519 else seemed to want to be friends with the slightly introverted, | |
520 eccentric heiress. But Sakura had quickly found her to be the best | |
521 friend she could have hoped for. She had been thrilled with the gift, | |
522 though a little puzzled that it was a doll of her. Despite her | |
523 friend’s obvious talent the doll showcased, Tomoyo mentioned that it | |
524 wasn’t as cute as the real Sakura. Sakura had blushed as she often | |
525 did when Tomoyo would say such embarrassing things. Tomoyo looked | |
526 incredibly happy, her hands on her cheeks as she simply watched the | |
527 brunette contently. It was strange. The oddest things could bring | |
528 such joy to Sakura’s dark haired friend. It usually had to do with | |
529 when they were together, Sakura realized sleepily. The thought | |
530 lingered for a moment, as if it wanted to say more to Sakura before | |
531 it drifted off to wherever dreams disappear to upon awaking. | |
532 The fingers in Sakura’s hair were still there as she finally began | |
533 to stir. Had she fallen asleep? She hadn’t been that tired, had she? | |
534 A wave of disorientation spun her around and around as her mind | |
535 slowly began to concentrate on the present again. It felt like she | |
536 was thinking through a heavy blanket, her thoughts muffled and | |
537 distant. Her whereabouts took a minute to come to her. Her room, of | |
538 course. Where else would she be? It slowly dawned upon her that that | |
539 was an awkward place to find fingers in her hair. Sometimes when she | |
540 would sit in the park with Tomoyo or when she would sit at her desk | |
541 before class started she would find the other girl’s pale fingers in | |
542 her hair, but Tomoyo would hardly be in her room right now, would | |
543 she? For a few moments, that was the perfect answer. Of course it was | |
544 Tomoyo. She must have come by after the party and was watching Sakura | |
545 sleep. The explanation sounded plausible enough, but once again she | |
546 was reminded that the fingers were longer, not quite as gentle as | |
547 Tomoyo’s. They were still soft and smooth in her hair, though the | |
548 overall feel was beginning to strike Sakura as different. Almost like | |
549 a woman stroking the hair of a cute child, unlike Tomoyo’s... Just | |
550 how did Tomoyo run her hands through her hair anyway? Like a best | |
551 friend? Sakura hadn’t seen many other best friends doing quite the | |
552 same thing. Tomoyo was loving and gentle about it, her fingers | |
553 playfully running through Sakura’s hair as they envisioned different | |
554 hairstyles. This thought brought an image of Tomoyo’s own beautiful | |
555 hair and how often she styled it differently. She found herself | |
556 embarrassed to be drifting so far from the topic at hand. Someone was | |
557 there with her. That realization finally shook the last vestiges of | |
558 sleep from her. Her eyes blinked rapidly as she sat up. Darkness | |
559 surrounded her in all directions, seeming to stretch off eternally. | |
560 Was this the Dark Card again? No, she could feel her bed underneath | |
561 her, her blanket twisted between her legs. After what seemed like | |
562 eons, Sakura’s eyes finally began adjusting to the darkness. What | |
563 looked to be a woman was sitting next to her on the edge of her bed, | |
564 long hair falling past her shoulders. Was it pink? She couldn’t tell | |
565 the exact shade in the darkness of her room. “Ruby Moon?!” The sound | |
566 of her voice scared her. She hadn’t noticed how silent it was. How | |
567 eerily silent. There was no snoring from Kero, no sounds of her | |
568 brother busily finishing some sort of work in his room, which she | |
569 would have counted on with it being Christmas Eve, no sound at all. | |
570 Her voice rang shaky and frightened in her ears. She tried to push | |
571 back her fears and confusion, gripping onto the stuffed Sakura in her | |
572 arms. ‘Everything will always be all right,’ Tomoyo’s voice whispered | |
573 in her mind. “What are you doing here?” she asked at last. Her voice | |
574 sounded less afraid now, simply curious. What reason did she have to | |
575 fear Ruby Moon anyway? But wasn’t she with Eriol in England now? | |
576 Ruby Moon stood up and stretched extravagantly. Her butterfly wings | |
577 shimmered in the darkened room. Her long gloved fingers beckoned for | |
578 Sakura as she ignored her question. “Come. You have much to see. And | |
579 I don’t have much time to show you.” | |
580 Sakura merely sat in confused silence, staring at the beautiful | |
581 crossdressing magical being. “What?” Sakura repeated, blinking. This | |
582 wasn’t registering in her sleep addled mind. Her mother’s words | |
583 slowly began to surface in the mist that shrouded her thoughts. Was | |
584 this one of the spirits she had been talking about? | |
585 Ruby Moon sighed, her hands on her hips. “We have to get going, | |
586 Sakura-chan. We don’t have all night. Besides, as soon as I finish | |
587 this, I’m gonna go watch Touya while he sleeps. I bet he looks | |
588 completely darling.” A grin crossed her lips, but she quickly forced | |
589 it away. Business before pleasure, she reminded herself. Taking | |
590 Sakura’s hand, she led her to the window. The Cardmistress followed | |
591 docilely, still completely confused by the situation. “I’m the Ghost | |
592 of Christmas Past. I’m here to show you your past holidays. Much was | |
593 left unseen their first time through, so this is your chance to see | |
594 the truth behind them. Keep your eyes open, Sakura-chan,” she | |
595 finished cordially. Her wings spread as she placed her hand on the | |
596 window. Soft, white snow fell outside, blanketing the city. Ruby | |
597 Moon’s hand slid through the glass as if it were nothing more than | |
598 water. | |
599 Amazement crept up on Sakura as she watched the pink haired woman | |
600 start to shift through the window. Amazement turned to shock as she | |
601 found herself getting pulled along through as well. She had time only | |
602 to get out a short yelp before she was on the other side, floating | |
603 above the fallen snow. Ruby Moon’s giggle fell on her ears, grabbing | |
604 her attention. Even though Sakura was only in her pajamas, the wind | |
605 and the cold moved past her as if she were being protected. “Hoe... | |
606 What’s going on?” Sakura asked again quietly. But she already knew. | |
607 They were going to see the past. With the soft smile that Ruby Moon | |
608 was wearing, it almost felt like a jolly idea. It was Christmas, | |
609 after all. Why not go and see the pretty decorations of years gone | |
610 by? But a chill went through Sakura, creeping through her whole body. | |
611 She was afraid of what she might find on the other side. | |
612 | |
613 When Sakura opened her eyes again, they were indoors. Murmuring | |
614 could be heard somewhere behind her, voices upon voices piled on top | |
615 of each other, all trying to be vaguely quiet but rising together in | |
616 a swell that was nearly deafening in itself. Sakura turned around, | |
617 trying to spot anything that would help tell her where she was. Her | |
618 bare feet moved against the carpet, though the carpet didn’t shift at | |
619 all. It was as if she weren’t there at all. Her eyes finally fell | |
620 upon something that rose her heart high up in her chest. “Tomoyo- | |
621 chan!!” The dark haired girl was wearing a beautiful dress with a | |
622 long white ribbon in her hair. If Tomoyo was here, then she didn’t | |
623 have to worry. Whenever Tomoyo was with her, everything seemed more | |
624 bearable. She felt at ease now that she wasn’t all alone in this | |
625 strange place. “Tomoyo-chan!” she called again, running to the other | |
626 girl. It was then that Sakura noticed that she was taller than | |
627 Tomoyo. That wasn’t strange in and of itself, she had always been | |
628 slightly taller than Tomoyo, more so in recent years. But she was too | |
629 much taller than her best friend. Tomoyo’s gentle curves were much | |
630 less defined, her face more childish. “Hoe?” It took Sakura a moment | |
631 to understand. Tomoyo was younger than she was. Just how much, she | |
632 couldn’t be sure. So she was in the past. “Tomoyo-chan..?” But Tomoyo | |
633 couldn’t hear her. She looked nervous as she kept looking into the | |
634 mirror, adjusting her ribbon one way or the other. It was strange to | |
635 see her like that. In all the time that Sakura had known Tomoyo, she | |
636 couldn’t remember one instance when the dark haired girl had looked | |
637 nervous. Tomoyo was obviously about to go onstage to sing. But she | |
638 had told Sakura before that she wasn’t nervous when she was singing | |
639 because she got lost in the music. So what was worrying her? | |
640 “Tomoyo-chan!” Another voice called out, drawing both Sakura and | |
641 Tomoyo’s attention. In a fraction of a second, all of the worry | |
642 Sakura had seen on Tomoyo face dissolved as if it had never been | |
643 there at all. Tomoyo was once again her normal smiling self. Sakura | |
644 was a little surprised. Had she seen it at all or were her eyes only | |
645 playing tricks on her? Tomoyo looked completely fine now, smiling her | |
646 usual sweet smile. The owner of the voice turned out to be none other | |
647 than Sakura herself, albeit her younger self. | |
648 “Sakura-chan, I’m glad to see you,” Tomoyo said in her gentle, warm | |
649 voice. She took Sakura’s hands in her own, smiling happily, no trace | |
650 left of whatever was plaguing her moments before. “Thank you so much | |
651 for coming. Did you get a good seat?” | |
652 Sakura returned the smile, shifting on the souls of her feet as | |
653 Tomoyo held onto her hands. She felt a gentle squeeze but that | |
654 nothing of it. “The seats are great. I’m right next to Rika-chan and | |
655 Naoko-chan.” She frowned slightly. “But Onii-chan and Yukito-san are | |
656 a few rows back. Onii-chan wouldn’t switch with me.” She sweatdropped. | |
657 A soft giggle came from Tomoyo. “If poor Tsukishiro-san can’t have | |
658 Sakura-chan’s company then I’m sure he must be very sad. He’ll have | |
659 to make do with Touya-san instead. I’d be happy to be sitting out | |
660 there with Sakura-chan if I could.” Her stormy blue eyes sparkled in | |
661 the backstage light, their bright intensity never leaving Sakura. | |
662 Shaking her head swiftly, Sakura took a step closer to Tomoyo. The | |
663 dark haired girl began to smile even brighter at the close proximity | |
664 to her best friend. “No, you can’t do that, Tomoyo-chan. You need to | |
665 be up on stage singing. You’re the best in the choir. Everyone will | |
666 be so happy to hear you sing.” | |
667 “There’s only one person I want to sing for. The person I love. I | |
668 want everything I sing to be for them. I want every word to go | |
669 straight to their heart. I want them to feel my love. When I’m | |
670 singing, I can see them in my mind. It’s like I’m with them, like | |
671 we’re together. So I sing with all my heart for them. When I think of | |
672 them, my love bubbles up inside my heart and it feels like it’s going | |
673 to burst. But when I sing, I can let all of my love out, I can pour | |
674 it into my singing. It’s how I express my love,” Tomoyo explained, a | |
675 distant look in her eyes. They held Sakura’s gaze, saying so much | |
676 more than her words could hint at. | |
677 “Hanyaa... Tomoyo-chan, no wonder your singing is so gorgeous! It | |
678 has to be if you’re singing for the one you love.” Sakura watched | |
679 Tomoyo with equal parts joy and admiration. “That’s wonderful. I wish | |
680 I could sing like you. I would sing for Yukito-san.” Her cheeks | |
681 flushed darkly at the thought, her eyes closing as she imagined | |
682 herself on stage singing to an audience consisting of only her | |
683 brother’s friend. Tomoyo must do the same thing, picturing only her | |
684 love listening happily to her beautiful music. | |
685 Tomoyo’s smile continued on as before, still bright and cheery, but | |
686 she let go of her grip on Sakura’s hands, pulling her own hands up to | |
687 her chest. “I’m sure your singing would be very cute, Sakura-chan. | |
688 Tsukishiro-san would love to hear it, I’m sure. You have such a | |
689 pretty voice that I can’t imagine anyone who wouldn’t want to hear | |
690 you sing. Like a beautiful Siren, Sakura-chan would lure everyone | |
691 close by, taking a place in all of their hearts.” The older Sakura | |
692 could almost see hearts in Tomoyo’s eyes as the dark haired girl | |
693 spoke fervently to her younger self. It was cute to see her with such | |
694 pure enthusiasm. Sakura had seen Tomoyo act that way often when she | |
695 would talk about the Cardmistress or about her true love. | |
696 The younger Sakura found herself blushing again at Tomoyo’s kind | |
697 words. “Arigato, Tomoyo-chan. But you have such a beautiful voice. | |
698 You’ll make the Christmas pageant wonderful. I can’t wait to see it.” | |
699 Tomoyo tilted her head to the side, smiling at the brunette. Her | |
700 dark hair fell past her cheeks, contrasting starkly with her snow | |
701 white skin. She should be feeling nervous, a thought occurred to her. | |
702 But she wasn’t. She couldn’t bring herself to be. She merely felt | |
703 absorbed in Sakura’s presence, as she often did. It surrounded her | |
704 and held tightly to her heart. Her heart was trussed up with a | |
705 beautiful red bow, ready and waiting to be Sakura’s Christmas | |
706 present. “I’m going to be singing for you, Sakura-chan,” Tomoyo | |
707 explained. Her voice was soft and loving, directed fully to her | |
708 friend. “I want you to be the only one I’m singing for tonight. I’ll | |
709 sing with my entire heart for you, Sakura-chan.” | |
710 Sakura’s face lit up. Oh, what a wonderful Christmas present! | |
711 “You’re always so good with gifts, Tomoyo-chan. They’re always so | |
712 special. Thank you so much!” Sakura clasped her hands in front of | |
713 her, anxious to hear Tomoyo sing again. Whenever Tomoyo would sing, | |
714 it felt like the dark haired girl was singing directly to her. Her | |
715 melodious, gentle voice swept her away to warm and loving | |
716 destinations each time. She always looked forward to listening to her | |
717 sing. Her friends agreed that Tomoyo had an amazing voice and was a | |
718 wonderful singer, but it went beyond that for Sakura. She truly loved | |
719 listening to her friend’s melodies. She almost found herself lost in | |
720 them when Tomoyo would sing, but she was never afraid because she | |
721 knew Tomoyo would lead her back safely. Her eyes closed slowly as she | |
722 imagined the songs that often played in her heart, sung always by | |
723 Tomoyo. She would sneak by the choir room when she could, listening | |
724 to her best friend’s practices, forgetting everything else in the | |
725 world when she would. Her voice was encompassing, rolling emotions | |
726 through her body, drawing out the feelings deep in her heart. It was | |
727 Tomoyo’s special brand of magic and Sakura always found it enchanting. | |
728 “Sakura-chan...” Tomoyo whispered. Sakura looked absolutely serene | |
729 as she stood quietly with her eyes closed. Tomoyo found her fingers | |
730 moving as if with a will of their own, lightly stroking Sakura’s warm | |
731 cheek. That wasn’t her full Christmas gift. There had been something | |
732 else she had wanted to give Sakura this Christmas. An explanation. A | |
733 sign. Her heart. Christmas was a time of giving and she wanted to | |
734 give Sakura her entire heart and soul. What the brunette would do | |
735 with them, Tomoyo did not know, but she would just be happy to let | |
736 her know that they were hers. She wanted to make Sakura happy with | |
737 every ounce of her being. Sakura was so intoxicating. Everything | |
738 about her only served to strengthen Tomoyo’s love for the girl. She | |
739 licked her lips, the soft pink rose petals suddenly dry. This would | |
740 be the perfect way to show Sakura what she meant with her present, to | |
741 show Sakura why she would be the only one Tomoyo was singing for. She | |
742 wanted Sakura to know what was behind the music when she was out on | |
743 stage. She drew nearer to Sakura, the beautiful brunette still | |
744 smiling with her eyes closed. Yukito was only a crush, Tomoyo knew | |
745 Sakura well enough to know that. Besides, she already had a good idea | |
746 who Yukito himself was interested in. She wanted to spare Sakura that | |
747 pain. She wanted to be the one who sheltered her heart and labored | |
748 all her days to brighten Sakura’s heart. Her lips were now inches | |
749 from Sakura’s. Delicate inches that felt both indescribably distant | |
750 and incredibly nearby. The Cardmistress’s spell had worked it’s magic | |
751 on her long ago, back before Sakura had ever been a magical girl. A | |
752 sweet, gentle kiss, one that would explain her love better than any | |
753 of her words ever could for her sweet yet naïve best friend. | |
754 “So what were you going to tell me, Tomoyo-chan? You told me you | |
755 wanted to see me before the pageant started.” Sakura’s emerald green | |
756 eyes fluttered open slowly. Tomoyo was surprisingly close, but that | |
757 just made her smile. She felt nice when Tomoyo was near her. | |
758 No, maybe Sakura wasn’t old enough yet after all. There would | |
759 always be other Christmases. One day Sakura would understand her | |
760 heart. But not yet. “I’ll tell you when you’re older, Sakura-chan,” | |
761 Tomoyo said softly, taking Sakura’s hands again. She gave them a | |
762 gentle squeeze and began leading Sakura after her. A smile crossed | |
763 her lips. Yes, her love could wait an eternity for this girl. She | |
764 didn’t need to tell her now. She could wait for Sakura. When Sakura | |
765 was ready, that’s when she would tell her. In the meantime, she might | |
766 as well work out her crush on Yukito. It was cute watching Sakura | |
767 chase after him as it was. The magical girl was always so determined, | |
768 her eyes burning with their own jade fire. “I’ll be singing for you, | |
769 Sakura-chan,” Tomoyo promised as they reached the exit. | |
770 Sakura nodded, a little confused. “Un, if you say so, Tomoyo-chan.” | |
771 Confusion gave way to concern. That Syaoran boy was probably trying | |
772 to steal Yukito away from her again while she was busy. She returned | |
773 Tomoyo’s smile as she got ready to slip out the door. “I have to go | |
774 keep an eye on Yukito-san. Merri Kurisumasu, Tomoyo-chan! I’ll be | |
775 watching!” Sakura called before ducking out. | |
776 Tomoyo stood alone with her hands held to her chest for a long | |
777 moment, staring at the space that Sakura had previously occupied. A | |
778 soft sigh escaped her lips. She slowly began to fade away in front of | |
779 the observing Sakura’s eyes, growing faint and dim. Sakura reached | |
780 out for her, her fingers finding nothing but a patch of cold air. | |
781 “Tomoyo-chan...” she whispered, thought whether it ever got out of | |
782 her mouth, she didn’t know. Even she couldn’t hear it. Her eyes | |
783 stayed on the solemn figure until long after the last trace of her | |
784 pale best friend was gone. | |
785 “She’s a brave little girl. You’re happiness meant the world to | |
786 her. So little things like that didn’t seem to matter to her. But it | |
787 grew more difficult as time went by. The hope of youth slowly slips | |
788 away from you as the harshness of reality sets in. I think she truly | |
789 believed that you would rescue her for quite some time,” Ruby Moon | |
790 said, startling Sakura as she appeared by her side. | |
791 “She was going to kiss me...” Sakura mumbled, a hand going to her | |
792 lips. She could remember that night, with her eyes closed. She had | |
793 had no idea that Tomoyo had been so close. That the dark haired girl | |
794 had another piece to her present. Her mind shot back to the kiss | |
795 under the mistletoe not that long before. So Tomoyo had some other | |
796 reason behind it other than just some holiday tradition. A shiver | |
797 went through her as the cold emptiness once again surrounded them. | |
798 She longed to see Tomoyo again, to see the warmth and brightness the | |
799 other girl seemed to give off. Anything but this expanse of nothing. | |
800 Ruby Moon nodded. “She was. That was back before she had given up | |
801 on being your special someone. There was still hope in her heart that | |
802 she could be the one you would love in the end. But that dwindled | |
803 away as time went by. She convinced herself that it wasn’t that way, | |
804 that you would love another. That someone else would be the one to | |
805 make you happy.” | |
806 Sakura shook her head quickly, trying desperately to get a grasp on | |
807 everything that was piling up on her. “What? But why? I mean, I | |
808 didn’t... Everyone had to tell me about Syaoran-kun. I had no idea | |
809 about my feelings before he wound up telling me. And without everyone | |
810 else pushing us together, I might never have known. Why would she | |
811 decide that we could never...” She trailed off, having trouble | |
812 wrapping her mind around the thoughts that followed. Her cheeks | |
813 blushed stubbornly. | |
814 “If they’re your feelings to begin with,” Ruby Moon stated | |
815 enigmatically. She sighed, shaking her head. “Sakura-chan, she has | |
816 poured her love out to you for a very long time now. It stays | |
817 unwaveringly with you through all that you do. It’s left open and | |
818 obvious to the world. But you have never seen past Tomoyo to the love | |
819 that lies in her heart. You have ignored it, taking it for granted | |
820 that her love would always be there to nourish you as it was in the | |
821 past. Years of this have taken their toll on Tomoyo. She no longer | |
822 believes that you can love her because of it. So she contents herself | |
823 with waiting in the background and trying to help you with someone | |
824 she thinks you do love.” | |
825 “I do love him,” Sakura said, suddenly feeling defensive. But why? | |
826 It had never been an issue to her before. But what troubled Sakura | |
827 was that after witnessing her best friend’s love for her from another | |
828 point of view, actually seeing it perhaps for the first time in her | |
829 life, she wasn’t so sure anymore. A blindfold had been pulled from | |
830 her eyes, allowing her to see the pulsing love the dark haired girl | |
831 held for her in all its glorious colors and magnitude. This left her | |
832 feeling on very shaky ground. It was nothing like how she felt for | |
833 Syaoran. It was almost intense enough for her to smell, taste, or | |
834 touch. A tangible object that Sakura could feel entwining around her | |
835 like so many flowing ribbons. She hugged herself tightly as she tried | |
836 to get a grasp on the overwhelming feelings surging through her. “I | |
837 don’t ignore her,” Sakura whispered, less sure of herself. Tomoyo had | |
838 been her best friend for years now. They had shared so much together. | |
839 She was always the focus of Tomoyo’s life. But Sakura found herself | |
840 caught up in so many things, always expecting Tomoyo to be there when | |
841 she needed her. And the dark haired girl always was. She had insight | |
842 into Sakura that shone a bright light into even the darkest areas of | |
843 her life that Sakura herself was clueless about. Yet Sakura had | |
844 missed so much about her friend. She always wrote it off as just more | |
845 of Tomoyo’s normally eccentric behavior. It was right there in front | |
846 of her and she continued to miss it. She just always expected that | |
847 love and warmth and support that Tomoyo always selflessly offered up | |
848 to her to be there in her life. | |
849 Ruby Moon offered a small, comforting smile to the Cardmistress | |
850 before putting a hand on your shoulder. “The past is filled with | |
851 beautiful memories, but life continues onward. You have to cherish | |
852 them as you life moves onward. Never forget their lessons or their | |
853 simple joys.” She paused for a moment. “We have to go, Sakura-chan. | |
854 There’s still much for you to see tonight.” Pity crept up on her for | |
855 the brunette girl, but she knew there was little she could do. | |
856 Sakura followed along helplessly, trailing slightly behind as she | |
857 tried to get a grasp on the situation. “Tomoyo-chan...” she | |
858 whispered again. Right now she desperately needed the dark haired | |
859 girl’s love and support. Whenever things were difficult for her, | |
860 Tomoyo was always there to soothe her battered spirit and warm the | |
861 cold inside of her. Tomoyo rarely dealt with the problem itself. No, | |
862 that was something for people like Syaoran to attack. Tomoyo’s | |
863 specialty was Sakura. Sakura was always the focus of her | |
864 concentration whenever Sakura needed help. And the Cardmistress found | |
865 herself realizing how much more important that was to her. She could | |
866 handle any problems when Tomoyo was there to bolster her heart and | |
867 soul. The world began to shift around Sakura, but she barely noticed | |
868 until they shown like Christmas lights all around her. In the eerie | |
869 lighting, she thought she saw Tomoyo standing alone before the | |
870 pageant once more, a phantom amongst the gathering lights. But before | |
871 Sakura could call out to the lonely shadow, she was gone. | |
872 | |
873 “Tomoyo-chan...” Sakura called out, her hand reaching forward. Her | |
874 fingers laced around a bed sheet, pulling it close. “Hoe?” Blinking | |
875 confusedly, the brunette found herself back in bed, her blanket | |
876 pulled oddly around her. Her hand clutched for her cell phone | |
877 instinctively. “Tomoyo-chan…” she got out as it began ringing. There | |
878 was a long pause as Sakura waited. What if she wasn’t there? She had | |
879 to speak with her. She almost hung up when she heard it connect. | |
880 “Tomoyo-chan?!” | |
881 There was a moment of silence before Sakura got her reply. “Sakura- | |
882 chan? Are you all right?” Tomoyo asked concernedly. “Is anything | |
883 wrong?” Her voice was gentle and soothing as always and Sakura could | |
884 feel her worries begin to melt away. Tomoyo waited patiently for an | |
885 answer. | |
886 Sakura could picture Tomoyo sitting on her bed in her nightgown, | |
887 holding the phone in her soft, pale hands and felt herself relax. | |
888 “I’m.. I’m all right, I think. I just had a weird dream, that’s all.” | |
889 It had all been a dream, hadn’t it? Her mother, Ruby Moon, the past. | |
890 It was all just one big dream. She sighed. “It’s good to hear your | |
891 voice, Tomoyo-chan.” | |
892 “You can always call me if you want to talk, Sakura-chan. I’m glad | |
893 that you’re doing all right. Please don’t let a dream worry you too | |
894 much. Sakura-chan should only have the prettiest, sweetest dreams of | |
895 all on Christmas Eve.” Tomoyo shifted on the other side of the phone. | |
896 It sounded like she was sitting up. “Whatever’s troubling you, I’m | |
897 sure it won’t affect your Christmas. Christmas won’t be the same for | |
898 your family if Sakura-chan isn’t bright and happy for it.” | |
899 For a second, Sakura considered asking Tomoyo about her feelings. | |
900 Was the dream right about them? Did Tomoyo really love her? Looking | |
901 back on memories of past Christmases and just about any other time | |
902 she had spent with the dark haired girl, Sakura could only come to a | |
903 resounding yes as the conclusion. But that was something she would | |
904 have to ask her about in person. She smiled a little, feeling better | |
905 now that she was talking to her best friend. “You’re right, Tomoyo- | |
906 chan.” She giggled softly. “You’re always right. You always seem to | |
907 know what’s going on.” | |
908 “I don’t know everything. I just have a good idea about Sakura-chan | |
909 because she’s my absolute favorite subject,” Tomoyo said matter-of- | |
910 factly. | |
911 “Arigato gozimasu, Tomoyo-chan,” Sakura said into the phone. The | |
912 dreams were all just getting to her because it was almost Christmas | |
913 and she was stressing out way too much about everything. Tomoyo’s | |
914 soft voice was already making the odd tone of the dreams seem far | |
915 off. Something over near the door caught her attention. Kero was | |
916 floating there in a top hat, wearing a green and red checkered scarf | |
917 and mittens with little snowmen on them. “Oh, Kero-chan’s here. | |
918 That’s a cute outfit you made him, Tomoyo-chan.” | |
919 “Kero-chan’s wearing an outfit? I didn’t make him one. I gave him a | |
920 video game for Christmas. I’m sure it’s cute, though.” Tomoyo sounded | |
921 a bit confused, but it quickly disappeared. It was probably just | |
922 something he’d cobbled together himself. “And your welcome, Sakura- | |
923 chan. I always love hearing from you.” | |
924 Sakura smiled as she slipped her legs over the side of the bed, | |
925 waving at the Seal Beast. Kero waited impatiently, his arms crossed. | |
926 “I’ve got to go now, Tomoyo-chan. I think Kero wants something.” | |
927 “All right. Tell him I said ‘Merry Christmas’ for me, please. And | |
928 sleep well, Sakura-chan. Have the dreams of angels.” | |
929 Sakura froze, her hand tightly on the phone. Angels... Her mother | |
930 had mentioned that earlier. But it had only been a dream. Still, the | |
931 coincidence was enough to shake her. “I will. Thanks again, Tomoyo- | |
932 chan! Sleep well!” Sakura hung up and set the cell phone back down. | |
933 Her emerald eyes went back up to Kero. “Where have you been, Kero- | |
934 chan?” she asked curiously. | |
935 Striking as cool a pose as he could possibly attain in his current | |
936 attire, Kero whipped his scarf back over his shoulder. “I am the | |
937 Ghost of Christmas Presents. I am here to show you all the great | |
938 stuff you’re gonna get!” Kero nodded triumphantly, transcendental | |
939 light starting to glow behind him. Ruby Moon’s hand snaked out from | |
940 the light and dragged Kero back through it. Sakura stared in | |
941 disbelief as she heard a muffled argument through the light. After a | |
942 long moment, Kero popped back into sight. He cleared his throat | |
943 loudly and began again. “I am the Ghost of Christmas Present! The | |
944 here and now. Today.” He glared back at the light before continuing. | |
945 “And I’m here to show you Christmas, Sakura-chan!” | |
946 “What?” It took a moment for Kero’s words to register in Sakura’s | |
947 still clouded mind. Her head shook quickly, her eyes going wide as | |
948 realization struck her forcefully. “Oh, no! Kero-chan, I’ve already | |
949 seen Ruby Moon and my mother. It’s late. I’m tired. Can’t we do this | |
950 later?” Or better yet, not at all? A voice in the back of her mind | |
951 asked. She gave a wary smile to the oddly dressed Seal Beast. “It’s | |
952 almost Christmas, Kero-chan. And it’s late. And I understand. Tomoyo- | |
953 chan likes me.” A small blush started to spread across her cheeks. | |
954 “What else do I need to know?” | |
955 “Plenty,” Kero said quickly. He looked at Sakura with his tiny | |
956 black eyes, studying her. “And I have no idea who this ‘Kero-chan’ | |
957 is. I am the ghost of Christmas Presents.” He paused for a moment | |
958 before correcting himself. “Present.” | |
959 Sakura suppressed a giggle and nodded. “All right, Kero-chan. Where | |
960 do we go?” | |
961 With a flourish of his scarf, Kero fluttered up to the | |
962 Cardmistress. “To a place you know well. Though this time you’ll be | |
963 seeing it in a different light. Finding out Tomoyo’s feelings isn’t | |
964 the only thing you’re supposed to learn, Sakura-chan. There’s much | |
965 more for you to discover tonight.” | |
966 But what more could there be? Sakura couldn’t come up with | |
967 anything. She had missed Tomoyo’s hints and gestures of love and | |
968 affection over the years, but now they made sense to her. That was | |
969 what her mother had meant about her overlooking something, right? | |
970 That had to be it. So she’d have to ask Tomoyo about it later. The | |
971 dark haired girl seemed to be fine with the way things were, so it | |
972 couldn’t be bad enough to warrant all this. In fact, this just | |
973 managed to make everything even more confusing than it already had | |
974 been. Now how was she supposed to treat Tomoyo? She already had | |
975 Syaoran as her boyfriend. She didn’t know what to do or even what to | |
976 say to Tomoyo about it. She could see herself in her mind’s eye | |
977 smiling at the pale girl upon arriving at her house. ‘Hi, Tomoyo- | |
978 chan! So you like me, huh? Well, we can still be friends, but I’ve | |
979 got Syaoran-kun. Did you want to go on a picnic?’ A small shiver went | |
980 through her. Just what was she supposed to say, anyway? Oddly enough, | |
981 she could see Tomoyo smiling her same sweet smile even after cruel | |
982 words like those and agreeing that a picnic would be lovely. It | |
983 didn’t make sense, but it was perfect Tomoyo. A lot about Tomoyo | |
984 didn’t make sense, but Sakura had always been happy to be her best | |
985 friend. At least now a little more about the dark haired girl was | |
986 clear. Even if it meant Sakura would eventually have to figure out | |
987 what to say to her about it. Or if she should. A sigh escaped her | |
988 lips as she took Kero’s small paw. She wanted to see Tomoyo, to tell | |
989 her everything. Tomoyo always managed to make her feel better. | |
990 “We’re here,” Kero said casually as he let go of Sakura’s hand. | |
991 They were standing in front of the Daidouji mansion, the lawn and | |
992 walls decorated extravagantly with Christmas decorations. | |
993 “Huh? Ah!” Sakura pulled a foot up, staring at the ground. Snow was | |
994 underneath her bare foot, but she couldn’t feel the cold. It was | |
995 distant, like walking through a video recording. The snow didn’t even | |
996 shift under her feet as if it didn’t recognize that Sakura was | |
997 standing there. Being set apart from the world that way sent a chill | |
998 down Sakura’s spine. She hadn’t even noticed that they had gone | |
999 anywhere until the top hatted Seal Beast had pointed it out to her. | |
1000 The sudden transition made it difficult for her to get her bearings. | |
1001 “Tomoyo-chan’s house,” she said at last, her eyes heading towards | |
1002 Tomoyo’s bedroom window. “Oh! She’s having her party!” A small thrill | |
1003 counteracted the creepy feelings that had been preying on her and a | |
1004 smile crossed her face. “So I can see her party after all!” | |
1005 Kero nodded eagerly, hugging himself tightly as a look of pure joy | |
1006 crossed his teddy bear face. “I LOVE Christmas parties! And ‘cause | |
1007 it’s Tomoyo-chan’s, you just know there’s gonna be lots of cakes and | |
1008 puddings and deserts and yummy stuff to eat. And games! I bet she’d | |
1009 have plenty of games, too! Of course she would. It’s Christmas!” | |
1010 Floating as if on a cloud of sheer ecstasy, the Ghost of Christmas | |
1011 Present started flying circles around Sakura. | |
1012 Sweatdropping, Sakura wondered how the Ghost could possibly be | |
1013 anyone but the Seal Beast with the Osaka dialect that she had known | |
1014 for some time. He may have denied being Kero, but he wasn’t doing a | |
1015 very good job of disguising himself. “So where is Tomoyo-chan having | |
1016 her party then? I don’t see any lights.” The brunette held her hands | |
1017 near her eyes, trying to get a better look. Sure enough, the only | |
1018 lights coming from the mansion were from the many Christmas lights | |
1019 generously positioned around the building. | |
1020 Finally managing to get a hold of himself, though still seeing | |
1021 visions of candy and deserts, the little bear in the top hat, began | |
1022 to lead the way towards the house. “Christmas is a wondrous time, | |
1023 Sakura-chan. People everywhere find themselves sharing food and gifts | |
1024 with family and friends. Even if it’s cold outside, the warmth from | |
1025 the hearts of those celebrating more than make up for it. Lovers kiss | |
1026 under mistletoe. Friends exchange gifts with each other. Families | |
1027 come together for generous meals to share. Big meals. With lots of | |
1028 seconds. And plenty of deserts.” | |
1029 “Kero-chan...” | |
1030 “Oh!” Kero shook his head, trying to get the images out of his | |
1031 mind. He hadn’t noticed until then that he had begun salivating. | |
1032 Dabbing at his mouth with his scarf, he continued on. “No matter who | |
1033 you are or where you are, the most important thing about Christmas is | |
1034 love. Sharing the holidays with the ones you love is what makes it | |
1035 great. Giving of your heart, adding to a feast of warmth that you all | |
1036 can share. Sure, there’s cool presents that I could be showing you | |
1037 right now...” he glared off into the distance for a moment before | |
1038 continuing, “but right now I have to show you the hidden parts of | |
1039 this Christmas. Maybe when we’re done...” He nodded to himself, | |
1040 pleased. “Well, we’ll see about that. But for right now, let’s go see | |
1041 the party!” | |
1042 Sakura nodded eagerly, following Kero’s receding form into the | |
1043 mansion. Wouldn’t Tomoyo be surprised when she knew what happened | |
1044 even without the videotape! | |
1045 | |
1046 The house really was entirely dark. Sakura could only see by the | |
1047 light of the Christmas lights, and with them flickering on and off in | |
1048 intricate patterns, it certainly made things difficult. She | |
1049 considered using the Sakura Cards to light her path, but her nervous | |
1050 hand couldn’t find the key. Everything felt wrong. Houses generally | |
1051 held some feelings to them. Her own house felt comfortable and | |
1052 loving. Tomoyo’s home had a warmth and sweetness to it that she had | |
1053 always liked. But this time was different. It was like she was | |
1054 walking through some sort of twisted version of the mansion. She | |
1055 couldn’t quite put her finger on what was wrong. Only that she could | |
1056 feel it. The shadows seemed to stick out at all angles, almost moving | |
1057 from the sporadic Christmas light patterns. Sakura swallowed | |
1058 nervously but found her mouth had gone dry. ‘Ghosts!’ her mind kept | |
1059 crying out when a shadow would loom near her for a moment before | |
1060 shifting in shades of green, red, and blue. She found herself wishing | |
1061 not for the first time that night that Tomoyo could be there. Tomoyo | |
1062 never seemed afraid, except when she was worried about Sakura. Ghosts | |
1063 just didn’t seem to bother her, though the brunette couldn’t figure | |
1064 out how anybody could not be afraid of ghosts. So she would always | |
1065 clutch onto Tomoyo when she was worried about them. And she would | |
1066 feel better, holding onto Tomoyo, because she knew the other girl was | |
1067 there with her. But now... | |
1068 “I think it’s this way,” Kero said after a moment, completely | |
1069 hidden in the darkness in front of Sakura. His voice didn’t sound | |
1070 quite so sure. The place was so big! He had come with Sakura | |
1071 occasionally, but he never got to do any exploring. He should be | |
1072 making Sakura lead the way. After all, she knew the place better than | |
1073 he did. But his keen Seal Beast pride got in the way as he floundered | |
1074 about in the dark. He barely noticed Sakura’s shriek at his sudden | |
1075 comment. | |
1076 Catching her breath, Sakura followed the jolly ghost further into | |
1077 the darkness. Her eyes caught on the flickering lights coming from a | |
1078 large Christmas tree standing on the far side of a room she was about | |
1079 to pass. Forgetting about all about Kero for the moment, Sakura | |
1080 slowly entered the room. Wouldn’t this be where Tomoyo would have her | |
1081 party? The large room could easily fit all of her friends and was | |
1082 very well decorated. Finding herself drawn to the sparkling Christmas | |
1083 tree, Sakura’s fingers reached out to touch a few of the ornaments. | |
1084 They were all very beautiful. Some looked like priceless antiques, | |
1085 placed with ginger care upon the branches. Glimmering crystal angels, | |
1086 sparkling icicles, glass bells, and so much more festooned the tree. | |
1087 Placed just as gingerly but with perhaps even more love, were small, | |
1088 worn out trinkets from years long past. Sakura could see a small | |
1089 snowman that’s seems were starting to show. It had Tomoyo’s name on | |
1090 the back with a date. It didn’t surprise Sakura that Tomoyo had made | |
1091 several other ornaments on the tree as well. Some were from nearly a | |
1092 decade before. Yet these old ornaments, some quite obviously made by | |
1093 a child (a skilled child, but a child nonetheless), appeared to be | |
1094 some of the most cherished objects adorning the tree. “So you get to | |
1095 be dressed up by Tomoyo-chan, too, Mr. Tree?” she asked quietly. Some | |
1096 other ornaments appeared to be from a time even further back, the | |
1097 grasp of age touching on them. Family heirlooms, Sakura supposed. | |
1098 Several appeared to come from Tomoyo’s mother’s childhood, others | |
1099 from further back than that. She caught sight of her mother in one of | |
1100 them, a beautiful young girl around Sakura’s age at the time the | |
1101 picture was taken. She was lying in the snow next to a brunette woman | |
1102 that Sakura recognized instantly. ‘Sonomi and Nadeshiko’, it read on | |
1103 the back. The two looked so happy in the picture. Her mother’s words | |
1104 once again whispered in her ear. Tomoyo had once told her that all of | |
1105 her mother’s employees were female because of her preference. And | |
1106 Sonomi always talked about Sakura’s mother so dreamily. Was that what | |
1107 her mother had meant about what happened to her? Sonomi did seem to | |
1108 be in a lot of pain over her death. ‘But I would never hurt Tomoyo- | |
1109 chan. I couldn’t stand to know she was in pain. So I shouldn’t have | |
1110 to worry about it. But still...’ Her eyes couldn’t leave the picture. | |
1111 The two best friends, happily together. One of them so in love with | |
1112 the other. For a moment, the picture shifted and she saw herself and | |
1113 Tomoyo in it. She backed away quickly, nearly tripping over a | |
1114 Christmas present. | |
1115 Presents lay scattered underneath the tree, all done up in festive | |
1116 wrapping paper with plenty of bows and ribbons. Sakura had to | |
1117 suppress a laugh. She could definitely tell which were from Tomoyo to | |
1118 her mother. Only two names alternated on them all. Sonomi and Tomoyo. | |
1119 Her laughter was short lived when she read Sonomi’s name. No, she | |
1120 wouldn’t hurt Tomoyo. She couldn’t. But the thought frightened her. | |
1121 Her mother had warned her that she was making the same mistake she | |
1122 had. But what? | |
1123 A sound from the other side of the room caught Sakura’s attention. | |
1124 Her ears perked up as she peered into the shadows engulfing the rest | |
1125 of the room starting just a few feet in front of her. She waited in | |
1126 the darkness, holding her breath, waiting for it to happen again. | |
1127 Lights shifted on the floor in front of her. Red, blue, green, | |
1128 orange, violet. Blinking on and off in their continuing patterns. | |
1129 Staring at the shapes they cast on the floor, Sakura began to wonder | |
1130 if it had just been her imagination. A muffled sob reached Sakura’s | |
1131 ears, quiet but unmistakable in the silent room. The voice behind the | |
1132 pain racked cry was equally unmistakable to Sakura. That voice that | |
1133 always soothed her soul, that carried her away to distant locales | |
1134 when in verse, that made embarrassing comments about how cute she was | |
1135 or how talented. | |
1136 “Tomoyo-chan...” Sakura whispered into the darkness. Her body went | |
1137 as cold as if she had just awoken in the snow. Her heart felt just as | |
1138 numb. She walked forward slowly, her emerald eyes questing valiantly | |
1139 for any sign of her dark haired best friend. She could by now dimly | |
1140 make out a large couch facing the Christmas tree with some pillows or | |
1141 a large sheet lying over it. She couldn’t quite make it all out in | |
1142 the dim light of the Christmas tree. A long table rested near the | |
1143 couch. A delicious looking cake was set atop it, beautifully | |
1144 decorated for the occasion. That must have been the cake Tomoyo had | |
1145 hurried home to make. But it hardly looked touched, not a single | |
1146 piece removed. Cups lay nearby, along with holiday themed napkins and | |
1147 a large pitcher of spiced cider. This had to be where Tomoyo had | |
1148 planned to have the party! But what had happened? It didn't look like | |
1149 anyone had been here. | |
1150 “Sakura-chan...” Tomoyo’s weak voice got out before another sob | |
1151 broke through. The sheet shifted on the couch, darkness cascading | |
1152 down around the top of it. The form shuddered, crying quietly in the | |
1153 empty room. She had mistaken the dark haired girl at first, but now | |
1154 her eyes began to adjust. From what little she could see, Tomoyo was | |
1155 wearing a beautiful green and rust red party dress, her dark hair | |
1156 done up in pigtails. Her tears sparkled in the darkness, reflecting | |
1157 the colored lights as they slid down her cheeks. Her pale skin made | |
1158 her look eerily ghostlike in the dim light, almost an apparition of | |
1159 her normal self. | |
1160 Sakura’s heart broke in two to hear the strangled, miserable sobs | |
1161 that broke free while Tomoyo cried, alone. The brunette was caught | |
1162 completely off guard. She had never seen Tomoyo like this before. | |
1163 “What happened?” she asked, hoping that Tomoyo would somehow hear | |
1164 her. “Tomoyo-chan.” Her own voice was shaky in her ears. | |
1165 Tomoyo curled up into a tight little ball on the couch, hugging her | |
1166 legs to her chest. Her head ached from crying too much. Her body felt | |
1167 sick and exhausted. But she couldn't stop the tears. She should go to | |
1168 her room before her mother got home so she wouldn’t see her like | |
1169 this. She should clean up her little ‘party’ before she would have to | |
1170 explain what had happened. But she couldn’t will herself to get off | |
1171 the couch. She didn’t want to leave the dark confines of the room | |
1172 that she had waited hours in. Hours all alone. She had the sinking | |
1173 feeling that this is how it would always be. This was what awaited | |
1174 her in her not so distant future. Alone, alone, always alone. She had | |
1175 made the cake hours earlier, in preparation for her Christmas party. | |
1176 Everything had been set up. She had done a meticulous job of making | |
1177 sure everything would be perfect. Sakura would be there, after all. | |
1178 And she wanted to spend a perfect Christmas Eve with her darling | |
1179 Sakura. Finding out Sakura couldn’t be there had been a bit of a | |
1180 shock, and a rather painful one. She wanted nothing else for | |
1181 Christmas than to spend it in the glowing presence of her beloved | |
1182 best friend. But she had hidden all that away. She couldn’t let | |
1183 Sakura see how disappointed she was. No, she had to make sure that | |
1184 Sakura enjoyed her night with her family. After all, that was an | |
1185 important part of Christmas, too. But her family, her only family | |
1186 could not be there for Christmas Eve. Her mother was far too busy | |
1187 finishing things at work for the Holiday. She had understood that | |
1188 when her mother had explained. Sonomi had been hesitant to go, making | |
1189 sure that it was all right with Tomoyo if she did. Tomoyo knew how | |
1190 busy her work could be and told her that it was quite all right, that | |
1191 they would spend Christmas Day together, so it wasn’t a problem. The | |
1192 two women that meant the most in Tomoyo’s life couldn’t be there for | |
1193 Christmas Eve. But that was all right. She would be strong for them. | |
1194 She had guests to attend to as it was. So she had finished the last | |
1195 of her preparations for the party and then waited. And waited. And | |
1196 decorated a little more before waiting. She didn’t know when it had | |
1197 finally struck her that no one was coming. Minutes after the start of | |
1198 the party? Hours? She couldn’t be sure. But it had all become too | |
1199 much for her to bear. Here she was, all alone on Christmas Eve, like | |
1200 some forgotten Christmas present that wouldn’t be found till the next | |
1201 year. Tears fell past her ivory skin to the couch underneath her. | |
1202 Sakura was surprised when she felt a tear of her own slipping down | |
1203 her cheek. Her eyes were starting to sting as she sat watching her | |
1204 best friend crying softly. “Tomoyo-chan... What happened? Please..” | |
1205 she pleaded with the dark haired girl to no avail. She felt so | |
1206 helpless. There wasn’t anything she could do. She had been so sure | |
1207 that nothing could faze Tomoyo, that she always managed to have the | |
1208 gentle smile no matter the circumstances. Seeing her like this was a | |
1209 wake up call for Sakura, shaking away the illusions that had | |
1210 surrounded her friend. Suddenly Sakura started to wonder if she | |
1211 actually had hurt Tomoyo before, not seeing behind the dark haired | |
1212 girl’s smile to the pain she had caused. Her mind began pouring | |
1213 through memories, but she quickly gave up that search. It would do no | |
1214 good. Not now. | |
1215 Unknowing of the subject of her thoughts presence, Tomoyo continued | |
1216 to cry in the darkness. She didn’t want to be alone. She didn’t think | |
1217 she could take it. Her heart longed for Sakura, for a love that had | |
1218 long been denied, one that she now knew she couldn’t have. Yet her | |
1219 heart would not listen. It only called out for Sakura, aching | |
1220 painfully for her. And loneliness was the only thing this road | |
1221 offered. But she would live with it for Sakura. She didn’t know any | |
1222 other way. Tomoyo cried harder, her sides starting to ache. The | |
1223 thought of returning to her room, to her personal shrine to Sakura | |
1224 just made her feel worse inside. She had no place to go. The | |
1225 Christmas tree peeked out at her through her tear blurred vision, | |
1226 taunting her with its grim reminder of this painful Christmas Eve. | |
1227 Her stormy blue eyes shut tightly, her small body shaking on the | |
1228 couch. She just wanted Sakura to hold her close, to feel her warm | |
1229 embrace. To hear her beautiful voice. But she knew she couldn’t. This | |
1230 was the dark underbelly of Christmas. It had two sides. The bright, | |
1231 joyous side. The one she hoped that Sakura would be seeing with her | |
1232 family. And the dark, lonely side. The holiday when experienced in | |
1233 all of its gruesome torment. Alone. When all it managed to do was | |
1234 reinforce how insignificant and lost one is in the wide world. | |
1235 Why had she thrown this party? What had she hoped to accomplish? She | |
1236 just wanted to have a wonderful Christmas Eve for everyone. She | |
1237 thought it would be perfect to have Sakura and all of her friends | |
1238 over. But she knew at the back of her mind that they weren’t her | |
1239 friends. They were Sakura’s friends. Like a puppy tagging along | |
1240 behind her owner, Tomoyo had never really been befriended by Chiharu | |
1241 and the others. She was merely there. Why would they come over for | |
1242 Christmas of all days? They had their own families and loved ones. | |
1243 They all had people to share the holiday with. Tomoyo felt frozen | |
1244 despite the heat being on. Christmas Eve was almost over now. It was | |
1245 growing late. The day would soon be over, but the scars on Tomoyo’s | |
1246 soul would remain. After all, Today is always built upon Yesterday’s | |
1247 ashes. | |
1248 Kero sighed, shaking his head. “Christmas isn’t always happy for | |
1249 everyone. Even with a warm heart, with no one to share it with, what | |
1250 good is it? It’s like having an oven, but no food to put in it. It’s | |
1251 just... empty.” | |
1252 Sakura didn’t even turn to look at the festively dressed Seal Beast, | |
1253 her eyes never leaving Tomoyo shuddering form. She looked so weak, so | |
1254 frail. As if the slightest touch would shatter her into a thousand | |
1255 jagged pieces. She remembered something her father had said to her | |
1256 when she had accidentally broken a pot as a child. ‘Sakura-chan, when | |
1257 we break things, we can’t always fix them. We can try to put them | |
1258 back together, but they’ll never be exactly the way they were,’ he | |
1259 had explained while they tried to glue the pot back together. Had she | |
1260 broken Tomoyo? Could she pick up all the pieces? “What happened?” she | |
1261 asked in a tiny voice. | |
1262 Clearing his throat, Kero looked away. He had never seen Tomoyo, or | |
1263 anyone that he could remember, looking quite so desolate before. “Her | |
1264 mother couldn’t be here because of work. You couldn’t be here because | |
1265 of dinner. You friends didn’t show up because they all had things to | |
1266 do and they’ve never been Tomoyo friends exactly anyway so they | |
1267 didn’t see it as a big deal. She always follows you around so why | |
1268 would she care? I don’t think that matters though. The only ones that | |
1269 she really wanted to be here were you and her mother.” | |
1270 Shaking her head sadly, Sakura reached out hesitantly for Tomoyo | |
1271 before stopping, her fingers inches from Tomoyo’s hand. “So this is | |
1272 all tonight? This is what happened with her party? Tomoyo-chan...” | |
1273 She sniffled, cold tears spilling down her cheeks. “Tomoyo-chan!” she | |
1274 buried her face in her hands, crying into them. “It’s not fair! She | |
1275 shouldn’t have to be so sad! I... Tomoyo-chan, I’m so sorry...” Her | |
1276 mouth opened to say more, but her throat locked up, unable to allow | |
1277 her to get anything else out. She just shook her head again, tears | |
1278 falling to her pajamas. Painful shards of ice grew into her heart, | |
1279 tearing at her with each consecutive sob that came from the dark | |
1280 haired girl. She couldn’t help but feel that it was her fault, that | |
1281 she had failed Tomoyo. ‘I always knew you would save me,’ Tomoyo’s | |
1282 voice echoed in her mind. ‘But I failed her. I never saved her,’ her | |
1283 own voice came back accusingly. | |
1284 “Sakura-chan, I’m sorry I had to show you this,” Kero apologized. | |
1285 “No... I’m.. I’m glad you did. If I didn’t see this, I’d never know. | |
1286 She would just smile when she sees me tomorrow and she’d act like | |
1287 everything’s all right. Be..Because I..” Her eyes shut closed as she | |
1288 tried to continue, choking back sobs. “Because I can’t see it on my | |
1289 own... Kero-chan, I didn’t know..” A small whimper escaped her as she | |
1290 fell back on her knees. | |
1291 “It’s okay, Sakura-chan. You’ll figure it out. But it’s not over | |
1292 yet. There’s still a final spirit to meet. The one who will judge | |
1293 you. The Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come.” Kero took Sakura’s hand, | |
1294 leading her away from Tomoyo’s silent form. Sakura kept watching her | |
1295 as she slowly began to walk away. She could see Sonomi enter the | |
1296 room, and paused. | |
1297 Sonomi brushed back some of Tomoyo’s long dark hair as she knelt | |
1298 beside her. Work had gone later than she expected, but she had | |
1299 hurried home as quickly as she could. It didn’t take long for her to | |
1300 realize what had happened. The cake left untouched, the Christmas | |
1301 letter for Sakura still in Tomoyo’s hands, the tears staining her | |
1302 daughter’s cheeks. Tomoyo had just passed into a fitful sleep a short | |
1303 time before her arrival. She wiped the remaining tear from Tomoyo’s | |
1304 pale cheek before gently picking her up. She kissed her forehead | |
1305 before walking out of the room with her baby girl. “It will be all | |
1306 right, Tomoyo-chan. I don’t know how, but it will be. I’ll be here | |
1307 for you when you wake up.” | |
1308 ‘At least Sonomi-sama tries to protect her!’ Sakura’s mind lashed | |
1309 out. ‘And I’m the one she’s trying to protect her from. Oh kami- | |
1310 sama... How long have I been hurting her?’ Her legs went numb at the | |
1311 thought. Fresh tears burned in her eyes. A weak sob escaped her lips | |
1312 and the world went black, plunging her into darkness. | |
1313 | |
1314 It was cold. That was the first thing that Sakura noticed. Icy | |
1315 hands dragged the breath right out of her, cold daggers lancing into | |
1316 her sides as she tried to breathe in the frozen air. In all of the | |
1317 other places she had traveled that night, the cold had been a | |
1318 distant, forgotten thing as if she were not a part of it. But now it | |
1319 surrounded her, grasping onto her, infusing into her body. Clutching | |
1320 herself tightly, she struggled to fend off the shaking of her cold | |
1321 body. “Kero-chan?” she called into the windswept night. But there was | |
1322 no answer. The howl of the wind startled the Cardmistress, snow | |
1323 falling about her pajama clad form. Alone and afraid, she started to | |
1324 cry, slumping to her knees in the freshly fallen snow. The night had | |
1325 take a lot out of her, and upon expecting to find herself in her bed, | |
1326 she wound up out in the bleary night without the faintest trace of | |
1327 her guardian. Still in anguish over seeing Tomoyo in such pain, pain | |
1328 that she had helped to bring to the door of her sweet and gentle best | |
1329 friend, Sakura couldn’t work up the strength to get back up. | |
1330 ‘Don’t cry. It won’t get you anywhere,’ a rough voice said from | |
1331 nowhere. Sakura’s body shuddered as she was wracked with more sobs. | |
1332 ‘Please don’t cry, Sakura-chan. It just makes me feel sad,’ a | |
1333 softer, more gentle voice spoke up from the same spot that was | |
1334 nowhere but ever so near to the brunette. | |
1335 Tomoyo... She had heard Tomoyo say that before. She shouldn’t cry | |
1336 because it made Tomoyo sad. And she couldn’t make Tomoyo sad anymore. | |
1337 The other voice... It had to be Syaoran’s. He had told her that | |
1338 crying wouldn’t solve anything, that she needed to face things | |
1339 without tears. Yes, he was right. “Everything will always be all | |
1340 right,” Sakura whispered to herself. That was her power, right? Her | |
1341 special power. It wasn’t magic, it wasn’t strength. It was just a | |
1342 tiny phrase in the midst of a snowstorm. But it came with the love | |
1343 and support of those that had stood behind her at one point in time. | |
1344 It came with the profound faith of those that believed in her. And | |
1345 through that belief that they held in her, Sakura could have faith as | |
1346 well. That perhaps everything would be. Blinking in the blizzard that | |
1347 encompassed her, Sakura tried to look up. The endless white that had | |
1348 blanketed everything she could see was replaced in the immediate | |
1349 vicinity by a dark black shroud that rose up above her kneeling form. | |
1350 The cloak flailed around in the darkness, snow not daring to fall | |
1351 upon it’s midnight embrace. Yet Sakura couldn’t see make out whoever | |
1352 it was inside of the cloak, only a vague figure that remained | |
1353 shrouded in darkness. The figure held out a hand to Sakura, beckoning | |
1354 her to follow. “Are you... Are you the Ghost of Christmas Yet to | |
1355 Come?” Sakura asked above the rising icy shriek of the wind. Her | |
1356 voice trembled, though not entirely from the cold. She was to be | |
1357 judged, she knew that. And she was afraid that she would be found | |
1358 terribly wanting in the eyes of this macabre judge, jury, and | |
1359 executioner. The figure nodded almost imperceptibly, causing Sakura | |
1360 to wonder if she had even seen it at all. “There’s so much I’ve | |
1361 learned tonight. I... I never knew how much I had ignored Tomoyo- | |
1362 chan. I didn’t know how much I had hurt her. Please, show me more. My | |
1363 mother said that you could help me. I don’t...” Her voice caught in | |
1364 her throat painfully as she tried to speak. It took a moment to | |
1365 swallow the burning tears and continue. “I don’t want to hurt anyone | |
1366 anymore. I just want everything to be all right.” Tears threatened to | |
1367 spill from her jade eyes, but the shadowed figure merely watched in | |
1368 silence before beckoning once more. Sakura once again found herself | |
1369 wishing Tomoyo was there to clutch onto. Why did they have to be | |
1370 ghosts? Why couldn’t they have been the three magical beings of | |
1371 Christmas? Or the three Mr. Seagulls? Anything would be better than | |
1372 ghosts. But she had already made up her mind. Frightened or not, she | |
1373 had to follow. The shadowed figure slowly took her hand. It felt cold | |
1374 yet familiar in her grasp, but she couldn’t quite figure out who it | |
1375 belonged to. Her mind quickly gave up the futile attempt as the | |
1376 snowstorm grew infinitely worse, swallowing up Sakura and the | |
1377 mysterious stranger in it’s jagged talons. | |
1378 | |
1379 Before the two figures, the snow slowly began to dissipate, | |
1380 weakening it’s snow white hold on Sakura’s vision. All around her, | |
1381 the snow continued to fall with a silent intensity, but before her it | |
1382 dropped in only small groups of snowflakes. She caught one between | |
1383 her hands, holding it in her opened palms for a moment. The tiny ice | |
1384 crystal was beautiful, a jewel from the sky. But almost immediately, | |
1385 it melted into cold water in her hands, not a trace remaining of the | |
1386 beauty she had seen moments before. | |
1387 Cold fingers curled under Sakura’s chin, lifting her gaze to the | |
1388 glass in front of them. It took all of the brunette’s strength not to | |
1389 jump at the sudden touch. The glass looked into a busy office room, | |
1390 people hurrying about their business. One woman in a business suit | |
1391 looked particularly familiar with her fairly short hair and glasses. | |
1392 “Working on your book, Naoko-san?” one of the women asked as she | |
1393 poured herself something warm to drink. She had a warm, friendly air | |
1394 about her, but her tone was almost teasing as if she asked the | |
1395 question often. | |
1396 Naoko frowned, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose with | |
1397 her index finger. “No, I’m not working on it today,” she stated | |
1398 simply, going through some papers shuffled together on her lap. | |
1399 “Oh? Why not?” a man asked curiously. Despite the earlier teasing, | |
1400 it seemed that they were used to a different answer. “Because it’s | |
1401 Christmas Eve?” | |
1402 Naoko nodded somberly, looking up again. The light shined off her | |
1403 glasses for a moment, frightening Sakura as she watched. “I don’t | |
1404 want to anger the spirits, after all. Today’s the anniversary. A girl | |
1405 I went to school with for years did something horrific last year. You | |
1406 see, she was a very lonely girl. You wouldn’t know that at first, but | |
1407 she was. She only had one really good friend. None of us understood | |
1408 at first, but as we grew older if became blaringly obvious. She was | |
1409 in love with her friend. But it was an unrequited love, one that she | |
1410 could never have. Every Christmas, she would try to give her gift of | |
1411 love to the one she held dear, but every year it went unreturned. No | |
1412 one could see that she was slowly freezing to death from the cruel, | |
1413 cold emptiness in her heart. Eventually, you could see the pain in | |
1414 her eyes, like cracks running through ice. It was frightening to see. | |
1415 It always made me feel cold inside when those eyes would turn to me.” | |
1416 Naoko pulled her jacket about her tighter, shivering in her chair. “I | |
1417 didn’t hear from her after high school, but I heard stories. She | |
1418 withdrew more and more as her lonely heart began to pain her even | |
1419 further. Yet every Christmas she would offer up her gift and every | |
1420 Christmas it would be denied her. One Christmas years ago, she simply | |
1421 died. It was as if her body just couldn’t live with that torment | |
1422 anymore. I heard that she looked peaceful, at rest. I guess she | |
1423 finally found the rest in death that she couldn’t have in life.” A | |
1424 cell phone call interrupted her story. Picking it up, she blushed a | |
1425 little upon answering. “Nakuru-san! Hai, of course I’ll be home in | |
1426 time for dinner.” The blush turned a little deeper as she whispered | |
1427 into the phone. “Of course. You know I love seeing you in that dress. | |
1428 Alright. I’ll see you in an hour or two.” | |
1429 Sakura could only stare into the office, her hand on the window | |
1430 shaking softly. Naoko’s story had sent a splinter of ice deep into | |
1431 her soul, chilling her very being. Her mind hurried through images of | |
1432 classmates, horrified that such a thing could happen. She abandoned | |
1433 the quest immediately when a sweet, gentle voice rang out in her | |
1434 mind. ‘You know who it is, Sakura-chan. You know who it is very | |
1435 well.’ She couldn’t pinpoint the source of the voice, but the | |
1436 unsettling feeling that washed over her kept her from searching for | |
1437 it. “No... How can something like that happen? That’s terrible...” | |
1438 She turned on the shrouded spirit, nearly hysterical. “How can | |
1439 something like that happen on Christmas? Christmas is a time of | |
1440 love... and joy and... And that’s too sad. No one should have to be | |
1441 that lonely on Christmas. No one should ever have to be that lonely. | |
1442 It..” she trailed off, hiccuping. Her tears were starting to build | |
1443 again and she found it difficult to fight them off. “Please... Please | |
1444 show me that there’s still love left in this desolate place... | |
1445 Otherwise, what have I fought for? What good did I do? Please...” Her | |
1446 voice quavered as she begged the ominous silhouette. | |
1447 The shadow did not move, but the scenery around them did. They were | |
1448 indoors at last, finally in a heated room. But the house they were in | |
1449 offered little warmth. Sakura recognized it almost immediately. | |
1450 “Tomoyo-chan’s house!” She exclaimed, a small yet delighted laugh | |
1451 coming from her. Yes, that was exactly what she needed. She could see | |
1452 Tomoyo, see the love that always flowed from her heart. The woman’s | |
1453 warm and caring nature would help through whatever dark time had | |
1454 befallen one of their classmates. She knew that what happened to her | |
1455 classmate must be a warning, a sign of where her neglect was leading. | |
1456 But she couldn’t believe that Tomoyo would ever do such a thing. The | |
1457 notion was abstract to Sakura, beyond rational understanding. It | |
1458 would never happen. | |
1459 Jade eyes darted around the large room of the mansion, looking for | |
1460 any symbol of her dark haired best friend. It was the same room she | |
1461 had seen Tomoyo in just a short time before, but now there was no | |
1462 Christmas tree, no lights or decorations. It felt... empty. That | |
1463 wasn’t to say the furniture and normal items were not there, but that | |
1464 a feeling about the room, one that she associated with the house | |
1465 itself was missing. Sakura swallowed painfully and turned to the | |
1466 spirit. Her mind raced down a dead end tunnel, afraid of what was | |
1467 lurking in the shadows at the end of that path. Turning away, she | |
1468 bolted out of the room, hurrying for sanctuary, the one place she | |
1469 could be sure she would find that feeling again. Tomoyo’s room. The | |
1470 house rushed past her in a blur as she made her way to the lodgings | |
1471 of her best friend. The door was already ajar, hanging open as if | |
1472 pushed by a ghost. Pausing for only an instant, Sakura rushed in | |
1473 headlong, hoping and praying that the pale woman who occupied it | |
1474 would be sitting there even now, editing videotape or perhaps working | |
1475 on a costume. But it was not to be so. Unable to give up hope, the | |
1476 brunette looked around the room. A costume lay half finished on | |
1477 Tomoyo’s desk, numerous designs neatly laid out near it. A small | |
1478 camcorder was resting near the bed, a small stack of videotapes | |
1479 nearby. A picture of the room’s owner, several years older than she | |
1480 had been in Sakura’s own time and smiling as she sat next to an older | |
1481 Sakura sat on the nightstand. The room looked just how Sakura had | |
1482 remembered it, even if a few years change were evident. But it all | |
1483 had a dull feeling to it, as if it were merely a moment of the past | |
1484 captured inside the room, never moving forward but never holding the | |
1485 life it once had. ‘When I videotape, I capture moments of Sakura-chan | |
1486 frozen on film. I can watch them forever, cherishing these moments | |
1487 even when they have long disappeared into the past,’ Tomoyo’s voice | |
1488 echoed in Sakura’ panic driven head. She had spoken those words to | |
1489 the Cardmistress not more than a week earlier, but they rang eerily | |
1490 true in this room that was not truly a room. It had been turned into | |
1491 a museum, a snapshot of it’s former self. Sakura’s knees felt weak | |
1492 and wobbly, as if they belonged to someone other than the athletic | |
1493 brunette. Her stomach felt sick as she shut her eyes tightly, trying | |
1494 to force out the images of the long dead room. | |
1495 A faint, sickly sobbing finally drew Sakura out of her pain induced | |
1496 game of hide and seek with reality. Like a Siren’s song, she followed | |
1497 it, desperate to find it’s source. The voice behind the pain wracked | |
1498 sobs sounded so familiar. Who could be in such terrible agony? The | |
1499 cries were hopeless, desolate sounds that sent a chill over Sakura | |
1500 that was worse than any of the snowstorm she had witnessed. Her feet | |
1501 continued moving her forward even after her mind decided it didn’t | |
1502 want to see whatever lay at the end of this path. She passed a framed | |
1503 picture of her mother next to one by Tomoyo. They were nearly the | |
1504 same age in the pictures. Sakura found herself awestruck by the | |
1505 similarities. Tomoyo looked remarkably like her mother, something she | |
1506 had never truly noticed before, despite Sonomi’s explanations of it. | |
1507 It was almost frightening to see the two side by side. Long, dark | |
1508 grayish hair clung around both of their shoulders, falling in | |
1509 beautiful waves. Both with such pale complexions and such gentle | |
1510 smiles. The biggest difference that Sakura could see were their eyes. | |
1511 Nadeshiko’s were the same emerald green as Sakura’s whereas Tomoyo’s | |
1512 were a deep, stormy blue. ‘Nadeshiko-chan was an angel I was blessed | |
1513 to have met,’ Sonomi had once said. “So is Tomoyo-chan,” Sakura | |
1514 whispered softly, unable to tear her eyes away from the photographs. | |
1515 ‘No!!’ Something inside her screamed. Whatever it was frightened her | |
1516 dearly, but it’s message rang clear. No, Tomoyo couldn’t be an angel. | |
1517 Not yet. Not yet. Please, not yet... | |
1518 Her shaky footsteps finally brought her into the bedroom that housed | |
1519 the quiet sobs that filtered through the house like an fine mist, | |
1520 blanketing the house in sadness and grief. Sonomi Daidouji, Tomoyo’s | |
1521 mother lie on her bed, clutching onto a pillow the way a woman would | |
1522 clutch to a life preserver for dear life out in the cold relentless | |
1523 ocean. Sonomi had been a beautiful, amazing woman when she was | |
1524 younger, of that Sakura was certain. By the time she had met Sonomi, | |
1525 something had been stolen from her. Her love remained, but her hope | |
1526 and joy had been ripped away from her, leaving her bitter and pained. | |
1527 But there was still a warmth in her heart, one that Tomoyo had | |
1528 filled. Her daughter had given her some reason to continue on, a | |
1529 gentle glow that Sakura had seen time and again in Sonomi’s presence. | |
1530 But that was all gone now. Sonomi’s sobs were brittle, broken. There | |
1531 was no more joy or warmth inside of her heart. It had all been cut so | |
1532 violently away from her. She looked like a woman who had lost | |
1533 everything, who had not a soul in the world to hold out for in this | |
1534 life. There was a painful resignation in her sobs and Sakura realized | |
1535 with shock that it was defeat. Sonomi had always been a firey willed | |
1536 woman that continued on despite the pain life had dished out to her. | |
1537 But that iron willed determination was gone. Sakura felt a shaky sob | |
1538 of her own pass through her body. There was only one thing that this | |
1539 could mean. Her mind still refused it with all its might, unable to | |
1540 accept it as anything more than a lie. | |
1541 Without warning, the window opened suddenly, spilling white | |
1542 crystalline snowflakes about the room. They swirled around Sakura in | |
1543 hurried patterns, turning her around as they again filled up her | |
1544 vision. | |
1545 | |
1546 When the last of the snow flakes had fallen away from the terrible | |
1547 blinding white that had encompassed her, Sakura finally saw that they | |
1548 were somewhere that she had not been for quite a long time. Her heart | |
1549 froze in her chest, refusing to budge in even the smallest of | |
1550 movements. She knew this place from long ago. Memories returned to | |
1551 her unbidden, all carrying depths of sadness that she had not dwelled | |
1552 on in years. There was not an ounce of snow on the ground. Only a | |
1553 dark, dreadful sky that poured down a relentless rain from up above. | |
1554 The shadows reached out as if in wait to lurch out and snag | |
1555 unsuspecting visitors and lure them to stay in their endless depths. | |
1556 This was a cemetery. The last time she had been to one was years | |
1557 earlier when she had visited her mother’s grave. The skies | |
1558 themselves had gone from blinding white to an anguished dark indigo, | |
1559 almost the same color as Tomoyo’s eyes. The skies above were weeping. | |
1560 The wet, distraught Cardmistress caught sight of the dark figure | |
1561 that was leading her along this dreadful tour up ahead near a | |
1562 gravestone. The hand reached out slowly, beckoning her once more. | |
1563 Sakura’s legs felt like wet ramen noodles, but somehow she managed to | |
1564 close the distance between herself and the cloaked ghost. Her heart | |
1565 was pounding in her chest, her mind still trying desperately to | |
1566 believe that Tomoyo wasn’t... But Sonomi’s cries were proof enough. | |
1567 They gave way the endless torment of a mother who has lost her only | |
1568 child. Sakura slowed her pace as she came nearer, holding her hands | |
1569 tightly to her chest. “This... This is only a warning, right? I can | |
1570 still fix things, can’t I? Please... Please tell me! I can’t... It | |
1571 just can’t be this way..” Tears stung her jade eyes, blurring the | |
1572 world in front of her, but still it crept forward as her legs moved | |
1573 forward of their own will. The ghost just watched her impassively, | |
1574 it’s hidden gaze almost unbearable for Sakura. It’s familiar hand | |
1575 pointed out to the grave again, demanding Sakura’s attention. The | |
1576 Cardmistress balked, fresh tears spilling down her cheeks as the rain | |
1577 drenched her body and soul. “Please... Please tell me she’ll be all | |
1578 right... I need Tomoyo-chan... She can’t...” Her voice choked off | |
1579 with a painful sob as her eyes slowly turned to the tombstone. | |
1580 | |
1581 ‘ Tomoyo Daidouji | |
1582 Our dear, sweet angel was here for but a short visit, | |
1583 But we will never forget the joy and happiness she brought into our | |
1584 lives. | |
1585 May she soar in ways that this life denied her.’ | |
1586 | |
1587 Sakura’s head shook slowly, disbelieving the words at first. It | |
1588 couldn’t be. No... Deep, endless regret and sadness gripped Sakura | |
1589 tightly, wrenching at her heart. Her body shook with the force of the | |
1590 sobs wracking her small body. “Tomoyo-chan... Please, no...” Her wet | |
1591 hair fell about her face, obscuring her vision along with her now | |
1592 freezing tears. She couldn’t tell what were raindrops and what were | |
1593 teardrops anymore. Her fingers slowly brushed across the ingrained | |
1594 words, her lips trembling as she did. “It’s not fair!” She screamed | |
1595 into the storm, her whole body collapsing against the tombstone. | |
1596 “Tomoyo-chan...” her hoarse voice whispered as she clung to the | |
1597 tombstone as she would her now dead friend. The angel on top looked | |
1598 down sympathetically from it’s statuesque eyes. Sakura clutched | |
1599 tighter onto the tombstone, ignoring the biting stone against her | |
1600 soft, wet skin. She was lost now. What could she do without Tomoyo? | |
1601 Her best friend, her support, her confidant, all gone in one fell | |
1602 swoop. And with it, all of the love and support that Tomoyo had | |
1603 showered on her since they were in the third grade. Gone. Because of | |
1604 her neglect. ‘Sakura-chan, you have to be careful with that flower. | |
1605 You have to water it and love it every day or it will shrivel and | |
1606 die. You must take good care of it,’ her mother’s voice reached out. | |
1607 Sakura’s nodded her three year old head with a happy smile. But the | |
1608 flower had died. Sakura had forgotten all about it and it had | |
1609 withered. ‘Is that what I did to Tomoyo?’ she asked herself, her mind | |
1610 still a shattered mirror of grief and sorrow. ‘Did I forget to water | |
1611 her and love her? Did I forget all about her until she shriveled up | |
1612 and died?’ Harsh, dark cries escaped Sakura, her head pressed firmly | |
1613 against the stone. Her heart felt dead in her chest, nothing more | |
1614 than a collapsed black hole of pain and suffering. Every time she | |
1615 closed her eyes, she could see Tomoyo’s beautiful smiling face. But | |
1616 she would never see that smile again. It had been taken from her. She | |
1617 had not appreciated the gift that was bestowed upon her and it had | |
1618 been returned. “No! No!! Tomoyo-chan!!” Her fist battered against the | |
1619 tombstone to no avail, her wrist screaming in agony as she twisted | |
1620 it. But that was hardly of any consequence to her anymore. Despair | |
1621 wrapped around her soul like a thick blanket. | |
1622 “Get away from here!” An angry voice called. It took all of | |
1623 Sakura’s will to turn towards the voice. A girl that couldn’t be more | |
1624 than eight years old stormed forward through the rain, only a small | |
1625 umbrella in her hand there to protect her from it’s biting chill. She | |
1626 had short, dark hair, and angry indigo eyes. She looked like she was | |
1627 barely holding onto her composure, tears sparkling at the edge of her | |
1628 eyes. Sakura opened her mouth to answer, but another spoke up before | |
1629 she had the chance. Oddly enough, it was her own voice. Somewhat | |
1630 older, dulled from what sounded like years of pain. | |
1631 “What?” | |
1632 The little girl shook her head, rain droplets falling away from | |
1633 her. “You! You’re Sakura Li, aren’t you?” Her voice was accusatory, | |
1634 hateful. As if the very possibility sickened and dismayed her. | |
1635 Sakura spotted another woman. Herself, she mused. Though some years | |
1636 older by now. “I am,” she whispered softly, looking at the girl | |
1637 questioningly. She was standing near the grave, just inches from | |
1638 where the past Sakura was holding onto it. Her finger’s brushed | |
1639 brunette hair from her eyes. | |
1640 “Get away from there! You’re not wanted here! Stay away from my | |
1641 mama!” The girl yelled, her tears beginning to fall down her pale | |
1642 cheeks. She was clearly upset by Sakura’s presence, her little body | |
1643 shaking in what looked like rage. | |
1644 Sakura opened her mouth several times but nothing came out. She had | |
1645 only seen Tomoyo’s daughter twice before and once had been at the | |
1646 funeral. “I’m sorry,” she stated at last in a voice that was nearly a | |
1647 whisper. The girl was living with her grandmother now, though Sakura | |
1648 hadn’t spoken to Sonomi in quite some time. Her eyes went back to the | |
1649 grave and she choked back the tears that lurked just beneath the | |
1650 surface. “She was my best friend. I miss her. I just... I wanted to | |
1651 give her a Christmas present.” She held up a small wrapped package in | |
1652 her hand, gingerly protecting it from the rain. | |
1653 “You killed her! She doesn’t need anything from you! Haven’t you | |
1654 done enough!” The younger girl was crying heavily by now, huge tears | |
1655 falling past her cheeks. But she never took her eyes off of Sakura, | |
1656 dead intent on protecting her dead mother from any further pain. “She | |
1657 loved you! She always pretended that it didn’t hurt her, that she was | |
1658 happy, but I could tell... I could tell from the stories she told of | |
1659 you and how wonderful you were, the times I saw her crying late at | |
1660 night when she thought I was asleep. All you did was hurt her!! Get | |
1661 away from my mama!” The girl ran up to Sakura, tears streaming down | |
1662 her face. She hit at Sakura weakly, trying to fend off the woman who | |
1663 had come to her mother’s grave, but her hands soon fell limply to her | |
1664 sides. Her small body shook with her sobs for her mama, the one that | |
1665 had been taken from her far too early. | |
1666 Sakura squeezed her jade eyes shut tight, tears spilling across her | |
1667 own cheeks, mixing with the rain. Kneeling down, she held the young | |
1668 girl close, whispering over and over again, “I’m so sorry.” She | |
1669 barely noticed the rain anymore, her arms tightly around the young | |
1670 girl before her. Tomoyo’s one and only daughter. Looking into those | |
1671 tear filled indigo eyes had been like looking once more into Tomoyo’s | |
1672 own eyes and it was too much for the brunette to handle. | |
1673 “She... She got sick...” the girl sniffled, unable to struggle | |
1674 anymore. “She got so sick... But she wasn’t scared. She was never | |
1675 afraid of dying. I think... I think part of her wanted to die... The | |
1676 part that you had ruined... She said that she’d watch me... That | |
1677 she’d keep an eye on me... And that she’d watch you, too... But I | |
1678 don’t want her to watch you.. Because you’ll just keep hurting my | |
1679 mama the way you always did! I hate you!!” Fresh tears broke free as | |
1680 the little girl slumped against Sakura. “She loved you so much, but | |
1681 you hated her!! You hated my mama!! When she got sick, she didn’t get | |
1682 better because of you! Gramma says that her broken heart wouldn’t | |
1683 mend because of you so her body died the same way!” Her cries were | |
1684 hysterical now, her small body shuddering against Sakura’s. | |
1685 Sakura could only offer her own muffled sobs in reply, her face | |
1686 pressed against the young girl’s dark hair. The jagged pieces of her | |
1687 heart that remained felt as if they had been set aflame, left to burn | |
1688 away until there was nothing left. “I’m so sorry... So, so sorry...” | |
1689 Her eyes blinked open slowly, tears still falling from them. “I... I | |
1690 never meant to hurt you mama. I... I loved her...” Her voice cracked | |
1691 at the confession, her jade eyes closing tightly again as more tears | |
1692 threatened to overwhelm her. Yes, she knew that now. She did love | |
1693 Tomoyo. She still did. She always had. But she realized it too late. | |
1694 She held on desperately to Tomoyo’s only daughter, the two crying | |
1695 together in front of an angel’s grave. | |
1696 “This is what awaits you,” a familiar voice said from behind the | |
1697 dark cloak as it stood looming over Sakura. A hand reached down and | |
1698 took Sakura’s gently. | |
1699 Sakura shook her head, wiping at her eyes with her cold, frozen | |
1700 hands. “Please.. Please say I can fix this. It’s not too late, is | |
1701 it?” She looked up tearfully at the shrouded ghost, her eyes | |
1702 pleading. “There has to be a way. Tomoyo won’t die like this, will | |
1703 she?” | |
1704 The figure reached back and slowly pulled away the dark hood that | |
1705 had covered its face. Brunette hair escaped the dark confines, | |
1706 followed by emerald eyes. Sakura found herself looking up at her | |
1707 mirror image. She herself was the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come. The | |
1708 still half shrouded Sakura reached down and took Sakura's hand with | |
1709 her own, shaking her head. “I don’t know if you can prolong her life | |
1710 or if she will still die at this time. But that doesn’t matter. You | |
1711 can make what life she does have beautiful and warm. You can share it | |
1712 with her, experiencing the joys and pains it brings together. It | |
1713 doesn’t matter how much time she has left. It matters how that time | |
1714 is spent. Sakura, don’t be afraid of death. Be afraid of an | |
1715 unfulfilled life. Even if Tomoyo still dies and becomes your guardian | |
1716 angel, at least she will have the beautiful memories of your life | |
1717 together. I’m sure mom will watch out for her up there.” Her hand | |
1718 pulled away to rest on Sakura’s heart. “The future is for you to | |
1719 decide. Please choose carefully, Sakura. For both of our sakes.” | |
1720 | |
1721 | |
1722 “No!!!” The earth tilted around Sakura, colors blurring together as | |
1723 she hurtled through what must have been an endless void. Her shoulder | |
1724 slammed down hard into the floor, her bare feet sticking up in the | |
1725 air out of her dry and none the worse for wear pajama pants. | |
1726 “Hoe...?” Looking around the room curiously, Sakura found that she | |
1727 had fallen out of bed. She quickly shifted to her hands and knees, | |
1728 joyous realization slowly dawning upon her. Giggles escaped her lips | |
1729 as she rose to her feet, twirling around in the early morning | |
1730 sunlight. Her eyes spotted the Sakura doll Tomoyo had made for her | |
1731 long ago and she instantly seized upon it, hugging the poor thing | |
1732 until she was nearly certain it would pop. “I’m back!! Kero-chan, I’m | |
1733 back!” Placing the Sakura doll back on the bed, Sakura lifted up the | |
1734 sleeping Seal Beast by his hands, twirling around with him. Another | |
1735 laugh escaped her as she spun on her foot. “My mom gave me a second | |
1736 chance!” Sakura smiled gloriously as she ran to look out at the | |
1737 beautiful sunlight spilling through her window. She basked in it’s | |
1738 gentle glow, her eyes closed and her arms wide open. Kero muttered to | |
1739 himself as he crawled back into his bed, pulling the blankets up | |
1740 around himself. It was too early for crazy things like this. But | |
1741 Sakura didn’t hear him, too busy with a hundred different thoughts to | |
1742 bother. Her hand reached instinctively for the cell phone, but she | |
1743 paused halfway through dialing Tomoyo’s number. No, this was | |
1744 something she would have to do in person. And that was exactly what | |
1745 she would do! | |
1746 Pulling off her pajama top and kicking her pajama pants off, Sakura | |
1747 dug through her closet for something to wear. Her eyes finally caught | |
1748 on a brown costume on the bed. With cute little antlers. She left the | |
1749 closet and picked up the reindeer costume Tomoyo had made for her a | |
1750 short time ago but she hadn’t had the time to wear yet. Well, and she | |
1751 hadn’t been in a hurry to dress up like a reindeer. But she pulled it | |
1752 on quickly, the jingle from the bells giving her a start. Another | |
1753 giggle escaped her lips as she realized what it was. Looking in the | |
1754 mirror, she sweatdropped as she saw herself dressed up as a cute | |
1755 reindeer. It was most certainly one of Tomoyo’s designs. Plenty of | |
1756 bells and cute reindeer paw gloves and boots adorned the costume. | |
1757 A snicker came from Touya who was standing in the doorway, leaning | |
1758 against the doorframe casually. “You’re not actually wearing that for | |
1759 Christmas Day, are you, kaijuu?” he asked curiously. | |
1760 Sakura whirled on him, her natural response getting the best of | |
1761 her. Glaring at Touya, she crossed her arms, a chorus of jingling | |
1762 following the simple motion. Her face turned red, but she maintained | |
1763 her glare. “Onii-chan!!! Tomoyo-chan made this for me! Of course I’m | |
1764 going to wear it for Christmas! She went through a lot of trouble to | |
1765 make it and you shouldn’t make fun of it!” Oh, if she were a real | |
1766 reindeer, she’d skewer him on her antlers right now. But he just | |
1767 grinned and patted her on the head, making the bells shake again. | |
1768 “Be quiet on the way downstairs, kaijuu, or you’ll wake up dad. | |
1769 Don’t stay out too long or you’ll miss Christmas Breakfast. Which you | |
1770 have to help me cook.” Her turned his back to her, heading back | |
1771 presumably to his own room. “But on second thought, I don’t need a | |
1772 monster helping me cook. I’ll just make it on my own. So don’t worry | |
1773 about breakfast. Tell Tomoyo-chan I said hello.” | |
1774 Sakura blinked in confusion for a moment as he walked off. A smile | |
1775 slowly spread across her lips and she ran over and gave him a hug | |
1776 from behind, bells jingling all the while. Kero pulled a pillow over | |
1777 his head to muffle the noise. “Arigato, Onii-chan!!” | |
1778 Using the Silent to get downstairs without the bells waking up her | |
1779 father, Sakura quickly made her way outside. With a few words, she | |
1780 was flying through the air to Tomoyo’s house. | |
1781 | |
1782 Landing in front of the large mansion that Tomoyo lived in with her | |
1783 mother, Sakura paused before the large door. She hadn’t called | |
1784 beforehand and it was probably too early for Tomoyo or her mother to | |
1785 be awake. Maybe she should have waited until.. But before she could | |
1786 finish her thought, the door sprung open. Tomoyo stood before Sakura | |
1787 in the party dress she had seen her in the night before, clutching | |
1788 her camcorder in her hand with a sparkle in her eyes. Sakura had a | |
1789 moment to realize that Tomoyo hadn’t changed into her nightgown the | |
1790 night before because her mother had carried her off to bed. | |
1791 “Oh, Sakura-chan, it was so cute! I caught it all on videotape! It | |
1792 was like a beautiful Christmas wish come true. Sakura-chan the | |
1793 reindeer, flying across the sky in her hurry to bring Christmas joy.” | |
1794 Tomoyo sighed extravagantly, her free hand on her cheek. “All you | |
1795 needed was a cute little sleigh behind you and it would have been | |
1796 perfect.” Her hand went under her chin thoughtfully as her gentle | |
1797 smile settled in on her still ecstatic features. | |
1798 Blushing deeply, Sakura looked down. She hadn’t quite realized how | |
1799 Tomoyo would react to her arrival this way. She should be used to it | |
1800 by now. Part of her wanted to know how Tomoyo had gotten it all on | |
1801 tape when she hadn’t known she was coming, but it hardly seemed | |
1802 important. She smiled herself, glad to see Tomoyo with sparkles in | |
1803 her eyes instead of the tears she had shed the night before. Sakura | |
1804 lunged forward, hugging Tomoyo tightly. Her heart was overjoyed to | |
1805 see Tomoyo again, to feel Tomoyo again, to smell her sweet scent all | |
1806 over again. It was almost too good to be true. | |
1807 Surprised for a brief moment, Tomoyo wrapped her own arms around | |
1808 Sakura, gently rubbing her back as she hugged the brunette. She had | |
1809 been thrilled to see Sakura on Christmas morning, showing up right at | |
1810 her door like Santa’s cutest reindeer. The pain of the night before | |
1811 faded into obscurity in Sakura’s warm embrace, driving back | |
1812 everything but the love in her heart for the Cardmistress. “I’m so | |
1813 glad to see you, Sakura-chan. I was thinking about you a lot last | |
1814 night.” | |
1815 Sakura bit her lip as she pulled back slightly, startling Tomoyo | |
1816 with her sudden change of behavior. “I know,” she whispered sadly. | |
1817 Her emerald eyes flashed with determination as she smiled once again. | |
1818 “But you’ll never have to think of me that way again. I promise.” | |
1819 Tomoyo continued to smile, but she was a bit puzzled by what Sakura | |
1820 had meant. She merely took Sakura’s hands and led her inside. “Please | |
1821 come in, Sakura-chan. There’s a nice fire going and my favorite | |
1822 reindeer shouldn’t have to stay in the cold.” Sakura followed | |
1823 obediently as Tomoyo led the way. They finally stopped in the same | |
1824 room Tomoyo had occupied the night before, the large Christmas tree | |
1825 still flashing it’s lights in wondrous patterns, a large fire blazing | |
1826 in a fireplace adorned with two stockings. Tomoyo gently sat Sakura | |
1827 down with her hands on her shoulders in front of the fire. There was | |
1828 mistletoe hanging just about every conceivable place. Kneeling down | |
1829 herself, Tomoyo smoothed out her skirt. “This is a wonderful | |
1830 Christmas gift, Sakura-chan. Its so wonderful to see you.” | |
1831 The room looked much warmer and comforting in the early morning | |
1832 light and it helped to soothe Sakura’s spirits as the memories of | |
1833 Tomoyo crying on the couch the night before pushed at the back of her | |
1834 mind. Her emerald eyes looked over shyly but determinedly at Tomoyo. | |
1835 “Well, that’s not really my present, Tomoyo-chan. Could you open the | |
1836 present I gave you yesterday? I have something I want to say along | |
1837 with it.” She blushed a bit, her hand going behind her head | |
1838 nervously. But her nervousness slowly dissipated as Tomoyo’s gentle | |
1839 smile and nod calmed her. Her heart began to beat steadily again as | |
1840 Tomoyo hurried over to the gifts under the tree, gracefully picking | |
1841 up the gift she had received from Sakura the day before, having gone | |
1842 straight to it. | |
1843 Anticipation filled the air as Tomoyo walked back over to Sakura’s | |
1844 side, slowly sitting down next to her once more. Her mind wasn’t | |
1845 focussed on what it could be, but simply that it was from Sakura. | |
1846 That alone was enough to make it a wonderful Christmas present | |
1847 indeed. She would have to find someway to repay Sakura with all her | |
1848 heart for whatever the gift may be. Noticing that Sakura herself was | |
1849 getting anxious, she decided to spare the poor brunette and began to | |
1850 unwrap the present. To he shock and delight, it was the same angel | |
1851 doll that she had seen Sakura pick up at the Twin Bells shop only a | |
1852 day prior. “Sakura-chan, it’s gorgeous.. A beautiful angel from | |
1853 Sakura-chan..” She watched it closely for a long moment, admiring the | |
1854 beautiful gift her friend had given her. She hugged it tightly, | |
1855 closing her eyes as she did. “It’s beautiful. But Sakura-chan, wasn’t | |
1856 it for Li-kun?” Tomoyo’s eyes opened curiously, her dark hair | |
1857 fluttering about as she turned her gaze once more to Sakura. | |
1858 Sakura shook her head quickly. “I only said that so it would be a | |
1859 surprise. I got him a present a while back. When I saw it, I thought | |
1860 ‘That’s the perfect gift for Tomoyo-chan. She’s just like an angel, | |
1861 so she’ll take great care of it.’” She smiled at the pale girl, | |
1862 thrilled to see Tomoyo still delightfully holding the angel doll. To | |
1863 her surprise, there were tears in Tomoyo’s eyes as well. They weren’t | |
1864 the same bitter tears she had seen the night before, but joyous, | |
1865 happy tears that threatened to consume the dark haired girl in what | |
1866 amounted to utter bliss. | |
1867 “It is perfect. Nearly as perfect as you. Thank you so very much, | |
1868 Sakura-chan. I will treasure it always,” Tomoyo promised brightly, | |
1869 her sweet lips turned into a gorgeous smile. This had to be the | |
1870 single greatest Christmas she had ever had. Not only was she spending | |
1871 the morning with Sakura, but to receive such a gift from her.. It was | |
1872 like the brightest of dreams. | |
1873 Brushing back her hair, Sakura met Tomoyo’s stormy blue eyes with | |
1874 her own emerald green ones. “But I was wrong. It’s not the perfect | |
1875 gift for Tomoyo-chan. There’s one thing that could be better. One | |
1876 thing that I can give to you that I hope can make up for everything. | |
1877 A present that I didn’t even realize I had to give until last night.” | |
1878 Swallowing deeply to keep her nerves in check, Sakura leaned forward | |
1879 and kissed Tomoyo. The dark haired girl was surprised for only a | |
1880 fraction of a second before she melted into Sakura’s kiss, kissing | |
1881 back with a gentle yet intense fervor that left Sakura a little | |
1882 shaken when she finally pulled away. Tomoyo was sitting next to her | |
1883 with her bright, all knowing indigo eyes, a radiant smile on her | |
1884 lips. The kiss had been small, but world shaking. Tomoyo simply | |
1885 beamed in a light that seemed to burn from her heart. Sakura | |
1886 surprised herself when she leaned in for a second kiss. Tomoyo’s lips | |
1887 were splendidly soft, coaxing her own lips open into a deeper, more | |
1888 drawn out kiss that left both girls breathless. “Tomoyo-chan.. I love | |
1889 you,” Sakura said as she finally caught her breath. She realized | |
1890 that her hand was in Tomoyo’s hair and that their noses were pressed | |
1891 together, Tomoyo’s hands both on her cheeks. | |
1892 This time tears did spill from Tomoyo’s stormy eyes, dripping onto | |
1893 Sakura’s cheeks as they made their path slowly downward. Those were | |
1894 the most beautiful words Tomoyo had ever heard and she knew that they | |
1895 were words that she could never possibly grow tired of hearing. | |
1896 “Sakura-chan... My Sakura-chan..” she whispered softly in her musical | |
1897 voice. “I love you so much.” Her lips lightly brushed Sakura’s again | |
1898 as she gingerly pulled Sakura closer. Her eyes slipped closed, tears | |
1899 still falling from them as they kissed again and again under the | |
1900 mistletoe. | |
1901 | |
1902 Years and years later, Sakura decorated a Christmas wreath with a | |
1903 young dark haired girl with indigo eyes. The two held hands as they | |
1904 walked along beautiful green grass under a frosty blue sky. Sakura | |
1905 smiled as she reached her destination. She gently set down the | |
1906 Christmas wreath in front of the tombstone. It read: | |
1907 | |
1908 ‘Tomoyo Daidouji-Kinomoto | |
1909 Loving wife and devoted mother. Even death can’t keep us apart. | |
1910 Please watch over us, my beautiful angel.’ | |
1911 | |
1912 Sakura’s fingers lightly brushed over the inscription and the name. | |
1913 A small tear fell unnoticed down her cheek, but a smile formed across | |
1914 her lips. She placed a small present decorated with sakura blossoms | |
1915 next to the tombstone. | |
1916 The little girl placed her own present next to the tombstone before | |
1917 taking Sakura’s hand again. “Merry Christmas, mama!” the girl said to | |
1918 the tombstone, placing a small hand on it for a moment. | |
1919 Sakura squeezed her daughter’s hand, her eyes still focussed on the | |
1920 tombstone in front of her. She could almost feel Tomoyo’s soft | |
1921 fingers brush past her cheek comfortingly. Her eyes fell closed and | |
1922 she could swear that she could almost smell Tomoyo, could almost feel | |
1923 the way her fingers would gently brush against her skin. “I love you, | |
1924 Tomoyo. Merry Christmas.” | |
1925 |