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1 Dear Sakura | |
2 by Amazoness Duo and G.P. | |
3 amazonessduo@hotmail.com | |
4 pearsong1954@yahoo.com | |
5 | |
6 Sakura smiled at her brother as he drove in front of the Daidouji | |
7 mansion. The young woman nervously gathered up her purse and a bag | |
8 with the newly finished costume inside. Her brother eyed her | |
9 carefully and asked, | |
10 | |
11 “You have my cell phone number?” She nodded, and he answered in his | |
12 big-brother-casual voice, “Call me when you need a ride back. Or for | |
13 whatever. I took the day off” | |
14 | |
15 Sensing her mood, his voice softened and he spoke quietly, “Don’t be | |
16 so worried. I’m sure she’ll be happy to see you. And tell her I say | |
17 hello.” | |
18 | |
19 Sakura seemed ready to cry, but instead leaned over and wrapped her | |
20 arms around him. He squeezed back as she whispered, “Thank you”, and | |
21 slipped out the door without looking back. He watched her run up to | |
22 the gate, his eternal little sister. Driving there in the car he | |
23 almost told her about Tomoyo's love. But Sakura loved surprises, and | |
24 this figured to be the biggest one in her life. Besides, Tomoyo had | |
25 waited all these years, so she should be the one to tell. He shook | |
26 his head as he drove away, secretly thrilled that his sister had | |
27 finally found love. | |
28 | |
29 Sakura’s hand shook as she rang the buzzer of the intercom. The last | |
30 time she felt so nervous was the wedding. Tomoyo was there, too, | |
31 guiding her every step of the way, consoling and calming, a mother | |
32 and sister and confidante. But this was something she would have to | |
33 do on her own. She was thrilled, excited, and scared to death. What | |
34 would Tomoyo say? Would she be embarrassed, or amused, or upset? | |
35 Tomoyo would never say or do anything to hurt her. But she worried | |
36 that this revelation might be bothersome for her friend, who would | |
37 bear her feelings in silence as she had born the pain of her special | |
38 someone for years. Maybe there was no place for Sakura’s love in her | |
39 heart. The pale woman already had her special someone, and Sakura | |
40 could no more take the place of that person than anyone could replace | |
41 Tomoyo in her own heart. Sakura sighed and shook her head, and then | |
42 was startled by a voice bursting from the intercom, | |
43 | |
44 “Daidouji residence”. | |
45 | |
46 Sakura recovered from her surprise and answered, “Oh, hello, yes, | |
47 I’m sorry. This is Kinomoto Sakura. I’m here to see Tomoyo-chan, I | |
48 mean, Daidouji Tomoyo”. | |
49 | |
50 During the lengthy pause her thoughts returned to Tomoyo. Since | |
51 realizing her love for the beautiful woman, Sakura had slowly | |
52 determined what to do. She would tell Tomoyo of her love. She could | |
53 no more keep that a secret than she could stop breathing. Just last | |
54 night on the phone she nearly blurted out, “Tomoyo-chan, I love you!” | |
55 So she had to tell her. But what then? If Tomoyo-chan’s special | |
56 someone would not have her, well... Well what? Well, she thought, | |
57 distracted at her own uncertainty, she can have me. A surge of | |
58 determination rippled through her body as she clenched her fists.. I | |
59 may not be her True Love, but at least I love her. I can be with her, | |
60 and make her as happy as I can. It’s the least I can do, after all | |
61 she’s done for me. And after what I did to her. Sakura felt heartsick | |
62 about the way she had ignored her friend for all those years. She | |
63 could not change the past, but she could be a loving part of Tomoyo’s | |
64 future. She smiled and whispered to herself, “I’ll live my life for | |
65 her, if she’ll have me”. | |
66 | |
67 Finally, the intercom spoke up in a metallic, somewhat officious | |
68 voice, “You may enter”. As the buzzer sounded, she pushed the gate | |
69 open and walked onto the grounds of the mansion. There were so many | |
70 memories that lingered here, but she was too caught up by the thrill | |
71 of being close to Tomoyo to feel them. The pathway seemed terribly | |
72 long, and Sakura’s excitement mounted with every step. It was as if | |
73 her entire life had led up to this one point, to three simple words: | |
74 I love you. Near the end of the walkway she was running, desperate to | |
75 close the last remaining distance between her and the woman she | |
76 loved. Sakura wanted to hold the lavender-haired beauty in her arms, | |
77 to comfort and be comforted. Nearing the door, she felt a wave of | |
78 delirious happiness as she dashed forward in a final burst of speed. | |
79 Nothing mattered but Tomoyo; not the past, or the future, not her | |
80 failed marriage or the magic or even life itself. Catching her | |
81 breath, she knocked excitedly on the door, her heart flooded with a | |
82 giddy mix of joy, anticipation, and desire. When the door opend she | |
83 let out a curious little yelp, and nearly flew into the arms of a | |
84 waiting Sonomi. | |
85 | |
86 At the last second she pulled back, nearly tumbling backwards. Still | |
87 staggering, she grinned sheepishly, bowing low and apologizing, | |
88 “Gomenesai, Sonomi-sama. I, I thought you were Tomoyo-chan. Ohayo. | |
89 Ohayogozaimasu”. | |
90 | |
91 Sakura looked up cheerfully and saw Sonomi regarding her with quiet | |
92 reserve. For the longest time she was silent as Sakura stood and | |
93 smiled. Finally, the woman bowed politely and spoke in a flat tone of | |
94 voice, “Come in”. | |
95 | |
96 Sakura entered, feeling a warm glow at the sight of Tomoyo’s | |
97 gorgeous mother. She remembered their delightful talks about life at | |
98 school, her friendship with Tomoyo, and her own mother. She was a | |
99 supurb cook, and delighted in having the daughter of Nadeshiko over | |
100 for luncheons and dinners. Sakura always felt a maternal love and | |
101 concern from Sonomi that wrapped her like a blanket, happy and snug. | |
102 With an odd pang, she thought how lucky Tomoyo was to have had such a | |
103 wonderful mother. Sonomi indicated a seat, and they both sat down. | |
104 Smoothing her skirt, Sakura glanced at her host, wondering why she | |
105 was so silent. Nervously, the young woman peeked at her watch and | |
106 looked up, smiling and speaking anxiously, | |
107 | |
108 “I’m sorry. I hope I’m not too early?” | |
109 | |
110 Sonomi glared in righteous anger at the Cardmistress. Finally, the | |
111 older woman broke the uneasy silence. “How could you do that to my | |
112 baby girl? How could you hurt her so terribly? She trusted you! She | |
113 loved you!” Sonomi turned on the younger woman, her dark blue eyes | |
114 looking like the sky before a terrifying storm hits. “My little girl | |
115 gave you everything and you disregarded her as nothing more than a | |
116 plaything that you had grown tired of! She sacrificed her happiness | |
117 for you, but even that wasn’t good enough! You couldn’t even thank | |
118 her for that!” The business woman was now shaking with fury, hatred | |
119 boiling up at this spawn of Fujitaka. The man had managed to ruin her | |
120 life and now his daughter was having a delightful time ruining the | |
121 life of her own child. “Get the hell out of my house, Sakura. And if | |
122 I ever see you again...” She balled up her fists, her whole body | |
123 shaking. Her soul felt scalded by the rage boiling over inside of | |
124 her. “You stay away from my daughter!” Part of her cried out in pain, | |
125 in regret for saying such things to the girl her daughter loved, to | |
126 the child of her own love, to this sweet and naďve girl. But her | |
127 anger had finally gotten the best of her. She could no longer sit by | |
128 while Sakura slowly killed her daughter. She wasn't about to let the | |
129 Cardmistress hurt her darling Tomoyo any longer. It no longer | |
130 mattered to her that Sakura was Nadeshiko’s daughter or that Tomoyo | |
131 wanted her to be happy. “Tomoyo-chan always wanted you to be happy, | |
132 but what about her happiness? She suffered and strived so that you | |
133 would be happy, Sakura, and what did you do? Nothing. You never | |
134 thanked her. You never tried to return the favor. It was as if you | |
135 simply expected it of her. She devoted herself to you, but you gave | |
136 her nothing in return. You never once concerned yourself with her | |
137 happiness. You’re selfish, Sakura-chan. You went off to live your | |
138 happy life without a look back to see if Tomoyo was equally happy, if | |
139 your best friend was also living a happy life. Tomoyo-chan needed you | |
140 and you abandoned her. You failed her. She always thought you would | |
141 come back and save her, but you never did. And I hate you for that.” | |
142 Her voice was laced with venom, tears falling unnoticed down her | |
143 cheeks. Sonomi was crying, but it hardly concerned her. “You | |
144 destroyed her just as surely as your father destroyed me all those | |
145 years ago. I never wanted Tomoyo-chan to live through what I have. I | |
146 never wanted her to feel the pain of losing the only one she could | |
147 ever love. But you dashed my baby girl’s hopes and dreams right in | |
148 front of me. And I did nothing. I let you hurt her because I thought | |
149 that it was just like my love for Nadeshiko, that it was the way | |
150 things were. But you’re just like your father. You smile, happy in | |
151 what you have, but you disregard the pain you bring to others, | |
152 ignoring what you have taken from them. Whether it be my dearest | |
153 Nadeshiko or Tomoyo-chan’s loving heart, it doesn’t matter. You have | |
154 what you want, so why should you care that you hurt others through | |
155 your ignorance? You can smile blissfully while Tomoyo-chan cries | |
156 herself to sleep. I will never forgive you for that.” | |
157 | |
158 Sakura was dumbstruck, caught completely off guard by Sonomi’s | |
159 sudden outburst. Her mouth opened and closed as words escaped her. | |
160 Tears began to trickle down her cheeks at Tomoyo’s mother’s words. | |
161 The look that Sonomi was giving Sakura broke her heart. This woman | |
162 had always looked at her with such love and kindness. But now, that | |
163 warmth was completely missing, replaced instead by a burning anger | |
164 that seared Sakura in her seat. Sonomi’s words played over and over | |
165 again in her head, a haunting chorus of guilt and anger as Sakura | |
166 realized her own voice was mixed into the painful truths. “I.. I | |
167 didn’t mean to..” Sakura got out weakly. | |
168 | |
169 Getting out of her seat, Sonomi brushed back some dark hair from her | |
170 eyes with the same irritated presence of mind one might use to crush | |
171 a fly. Sakura’s tears, something that would at one time have brought | |
172 a deep and motherly sympathy from her, now only managed to fuel the | |
173 rage inside her battered and broken heart. “My baby girl has suffered | |
174 through hardships unnumbered for you. She has sailed a sea of | |
175 loneliness all by herself simply because she wanted to for her | |
176 princess. You don’t deserve all that she’s given you. You’re a | |
177 pathetic excuse for a friend. And if you don’t get out of my home, | |
178 Sakura-chan, I swear I’ll make you regret ever meeting my daughter.” | |
179 Her voice was low and menacing and it was with a measure of | |
180 satisfaction that she noted Sakura tremble. All the years of pent up | |
181 frustration, anger, and pain finally seemed to find a single focal | |
182 point. Nadeshiko had left her all those years ago for a man that had | |
183 taken everything from a younger Sonomi. But there had been nothing | |
184 she could do. She had only been able to run away. Run away and try to | |
185 mend her own broken heart. Part of that had been having a daughter of | |
186 her own. But she had been forced to watch her daughter also lose the | |
187 one she loved. It had all been maddening to Sonomi, a woman who | |
188 generally liked to take action. Now she finally had the object of her | |
189 current frustration, the person who had caused such terrible anguish | |
190 in her daughter’s heart. It wasn’t Fujitaka, but it sure was a good | |
191 enough second. All of her righteous fury was brought to bear upon the | |
192 Cardmistress and Sakura found her defenses against Sonomi severely | |
193 lacking. | |
194 | |
195 Shaking her head, Sakura tried to swallow back her tears, her fists | |
196 balling at her sides as she tried to get a grip on the situation. She | |
197 couldn’t go now. If she left, then how could she ever tell Tomoyo | |
198 before she left? How could she finally fix things? How could she make | |
199 amends for her terrible mistake? “Sonomi-sama... Please, don’t... I | |
200 need to see Tomoyo-chan,” she pleaded desperately, getting to her | |
201 feet as well. She was less than an inch smaller than Sonomi, no | |
202 longer the little girl she once was. Yet even then, Sonomi still | |
203 towered over her, the pillar of strength that she had always been in | |
204 Sakura’s eyes. Part of her felt sick at a sudden realization. Tomoyo | |
205 had always said that Sakura would protect her, but now that wasn’t | |
206 the case. Tomoyo’s mother had come to her rescue, and she had come to | |
207 protect her from any more pain that Sakura could deliver. This role | |
208 reversal didn’t sit well at all with the Cardmistress. She wanted to | |
209 be the one protecting Tomoyo’s precious heart, not the one it was | |
210 being protected from. | |
211 | |
212 With a swift motion of her head, Sonomi cut Sakura’s request short. | |
213 “I’m not about to let you go hurt her anymore than you already have, | |
214 Kinomoto-san. Now if you’ll excuse me, I had some work I must attend | |
215 to. Good day.” Turning curtly on her heel, Sonomi took a few steps | |
216 towards the entrance to the room. She decided to give Sakura several | |
217 minutes to leave before she had one of her bodyguards escort the | |
218 younger woman off the premises. Her heart regretted having to be so | |
219 cold to Sakura, but deep down she felt immense relief to finally be | |
220 able to affect the situation. She wasn’t idly sitting by while her | |
221 daughter crumpled in front of her. She would make this up to Tomoyo. | |
222 Somehow. She would piece her daughter back together, piece by piece | |
223 if need be. Her baby girl would be happy again one day. And if she | |
224 had anything to say about it, Sakura would never again be able to | |
225 pain her daughter anymore. | |
226 | |
227 “Sonomi-sama!” Sakura yelled out, stumbling a few feet towards the | |
228 business woman. Her heart felt as if it had been torn out and left to | |
229 bleed on the floor. Tears dripped down her chin to the floor below, | |
230 some falling down to Sakura’s shaking hands. Despite the severity of | |
231 Sonomi’s words, Sakura couldn’t argue with the conviction behind | |
232 them. Deep down, she realized that they were right, that she had | |
233 slighted her best friend horrifically over the years. Tomoyo had | |
234 suffered immeasurably in her wake. She couldn’t blame Sonomi at all. | |
235 The woman was just trying to protect her precious daughter. Moreover, | |
236 she was correct. That realization sent Sakura reeling. She had | |
237 suspected for some time that she had hurt Tomoyo, that her ignorance | |
238 had pained her best friend. Ever since discovering her love for the | |
239 pale girl, that thought had gained strength. But never before had she | |
240 seen such furious intensity, such a glimpse into the pain that she | |
241 had unwittingly caused. And it was frightening. Not in her darkest | |
242 nightmares had she suspected that she could have done such damage. | |
243 The pure, unadulterated joy that had coated Sakura’s heart such a | |
244 short time before was now replaced with a deeply disturbing sorrow | |
245 that encompassed her soul. If she had broken her poor best friend | |
246 then she simply couldn’t leave. There had to be some way that she | |
247 could fix the damage she had done. She had to at least try to make up | |
248 for what she had done. If she left... “I can’t leave, Sonomi-sama... | |
249 I have to apologize to Tomoyo-chan..” | |
250 | |
251 Turning back to face the younger woman, Sonomi’s face held a mixture | |
252 of hatred and pity for the brunette. She could hear the anguish in | |
253 Sakura’s voice, the pain that now gripped the Cardmistress. But | |
254 Sonomi couldn’t leave it that easily. She was quick to anger and slow | |
255 to forgive. Especially when it came to the few that she allowed | |
256 herself to love so completely. Her daughter and Nadeshiko were the | |
257 only women she allowed such a high place in her heart. She had seen | |
258 firsthand the pain Sakura had caused her only child and no amount of | |
259 apology could ever make up for that. “Get out, Kinomoto. I never want | |
260 to see you again,” she said coldly, her finger pointing to the door. | |
261 | |
262 Sakura’s head drooped on her shoulders, sniffles coming up from the | |
263 crying brunette. She had caused everyone such trouble by her | |
264 naivette. Syaoran through their failed marriage, Sonomi by forcing | |
265 her to relive her own pain, and most of all, Tomoyo for taking her | |
266 for granted for all these years. All because she had failed to find | |
267 the love in her heart so many years ago. She had left a trail of bad | |
268 feelings and broken hearts in her wake. But there had to be some way | |
269 that she could make it all better. That she could somehow make things | |
270 all right. “I didn’t mean to...” Sakura sobbed weakly. ‘If you cry, | |
271 you won’t be able to solve anything,’ a voice whispered in Sakura’s | |
272 heart. ‘Sakura shouldn’t look so sad. That just makes me sad,’ | |
273 another voice added. Sakura blinked through her tears, her vision | |
274 slowly clarifying as she looked up to Sonomi. “I never wanted to hurt | |
275 Tomoyo-chan. She’s the last person I ever wanted to hurt. I’m so, so | |
276 sorry, Sonomi-sama... I never wanted to hurt Tomoyo-chan. I love | |
277 her... I just want to make her happy...” she got out weakly. | |
278 | |
279 Sonomi froze at Sakura’s words, her arm falling slowly to her side. | |
280 Those words that she had long ago wished to hear from a woman named | |
281 Nadeshiko played through her mind amidst Sakura’s sobs. ‘I love her,’ | |
282 the younger woman had said. There had been genuine regret in her | |
283 voice, along with something else. Something that Sonomi knew full too | |
284 well. The unrequited love from the depths of one’s heart. The | |
285 business woman’s cold glare softened and finally melted away | |
286 altogether as she watched the crying form of her own love’s daughter. | |
287 Standing there, her fists clenched and head bowed, she looked like | |
288 the child that Sonomi remembered so vividly. The girl that had | |
289 captured her own daughter’s heart so many years ago. It was with some | |
290 surprise that Sonomi realized Sakura wasn’t here for a simple apology | |
291 or to take anything else from her daughter. She was here to give of | |
292 herself. The brunette may not be able to fix the damage she had | |
293 caused, but that didn’t matter. She had come to offer of herself for | |
294 the sake of the future, not for the ruins of the past. | |
295 | |
296 Tears fell quietly to the floor as Sakura choked back her sobs, her | |
297 athletic body shaking with each attempt. How could she have been so | |
298 careless with the greatest gift she had ever received? Tomoyo had | |
299 given so much to her, but she had taken such a wonderful gift for | |
300 granted. She had ignored her darling friend and now she deserved | |
301 Sonomi’s anger. She deserved far worse than that. How could Tomoyo | |
302 accept her heart after what she had done? A hand on her shoulder | |
303 slowly drew Sakura’s attention. Was it a maid or a bodyguard to lead | |
304 her away? A hand on her chin rose her tear streaked eyes slowly until | |
305 she met Sonomi’s dark blue orbs. The older woman smiled gently at | |
306 her, soothingly. With a small hiccup as she suppressed another sob, | |
307 Sakura through herself into the older woman’s arms. Sonomi held onto | |
308 her like her own mother had an almost forgotten amount of time | |
309 before. Sakura’s heart felt some of the pain flutter away, though | |
310 some of it continued to cling deep inside of her. The knowledge of | |
311 just how badly she had hurt Tomoyo refused to give up the refuge of | |
312 her heart. But at least Sonomi wasn’t angry with her anymore. Maybe | |
313 there was still hope that she could make things all right after all. | |
314 | |
315 Standing with the younger brunette in her arms, Sonomi let her own | |
316 eyes fall closed. “You’re not like your father. I was wrong. You’re | |
317 like Nadeshiko. You didn’t see the love your friend held for you and | |
318 didn’t realize what it would do. But you’re also like me, Sakura- | |
319 chan. You follow your impulses. You act on instinct. And sometimes | |
320 that hurts people. Neither of us give it enough time to really think | |
321 things through before we jump into action. We can only hope that it’s | |
322 not too late to fix our mistakes.” Standing at arms length, the | |
323 business woman smiled softly. “So I want to apologize. You’re a sweet | |
324 girl, Sakura-chan. And I’m sorry for letting myself forget that.” | |
325 Sonomi had mixed feelings about admitting to herself that Nadeshiko | |
326 herself had hurt her, that it hadn’t simply been Sakura’s father that | |
327 had caused her such pain, but she was glad to see that perhaps all | |
328 wasn’t lost with Nadeshiko’s daughter. She realized that she must | |
329 have known more how Tomoyo felt than she had realized. Sakura had | |
330 hurt Tomoyo in the same way that Nadeshiko had hurt her, through | |
331 ignorance and naivette. But Sonomi had never allowed herself to see | |
332 any of the pain Nadeshiko had caused her, unable to place any such | |
333 blame on her sweet and kind cousin. Just as Tomoyo could never blame | |
334 Sakura for the pain in her heart. Had that been part of the | |
335 frustration in Sonomi’s heart at watching Sakura so blatantly hurting | |
336 her daughter? It didn’t matter. Even in death, Sonomi could never | |
337 quit loving Nadeshiko. Something so trivial may explain a few things, | |
338 but it didn’t affect her feelings in the least. It only served to | |
339 make the business woman even more lonely for her cousin’s presence. | |
340 But if she couldn’t be reunited with her darling Nadeshiko at the | |
341 moment, at least she could help bring their daughters together. “I | |
342 was a bit hasty about you leaving. I couldn’t let you go without | |
343 seeing Tomoyo-chan. She should be in her room right now.” | |
344 | |
345 Nodding eagerly, Sakura wiped away the last remnants of tears from | |
346 her eyes. “H..Hai!!” she said quickly, smiling at the head of the | |
347 Daidouji household. Her heart began to pound again as she followed | |
348 behind the older woman. She once again realized just how close she | |
349 was to seeing Tomoyo again, to being once again in her best friend’s | |
350 presence. It was a delightful feeling, but it was agonizing at the | |
351 same time. Would Tomoyo even be happy to see her? Would she accept | |
352 her heart when she offered it up? Sakura almost felt dizzy at the | |
353 possibilities as Sonomi led her upstairs. | |
354 | |
355 “Tomoyo-chan? You have a visitor,” Sonomi said cheerfully from the | |
356 doorway. She waited a moment, expecting a response from her | |
357 introverted daughter. When none came, she frowned and knocked on the | |
358 door. Perhaps Tomoyo had fallen asleep watching one of her videos | |
359 again. But as no answer seemed forthcoming, Sonomi began to worry | |
360 that that wasn’t the case. Her naturally protective instincts finally | |
361 got the best of her and she pushed the door open, hurrying inside her | |
362 daughter’s room. Sakura followed right behind her. The business | |
363 woman’s stormy eyes darted across the room for any sign of her pale | |
364 daughter, but the dark haired girl seemed to have gone missing. Her | |
365 eyes settled on Tomoyo’s bags for a second, but the items were still | |
366 there, half packed. Tomoyo hadn’t been scheduled to leave for another | |
367 few days at the least. Sonomi’s eyes frantically scanned the large | |
368 room for any sign of her child. Pictures of Sakura adorned the room | |
369 like a religious shrine, the occupant having grown only more | |
370 obsessive in recent years. That didn’t particularly surprise Sonomi, | |
371 as she had seen Tomoyo’s room often enough over the years to know | |
372 just how much of it was dedicated to the brunette. Something on | |
373 Tomoyo’s desk finally caught the worried mother’s eye and she hurried | |
374 over, Sakura just steps behind. “Oh God...” Sonomi got out weakly. | |
375 Her knees felt like they were about to collapse, the blood slowly | |
376 draining from her body. On Tomoyo’s desk lay a bloody shard of glass, | |
377 dried blood covering the wood finish of the desk. Nearby rested a | |
378 crumpled costume design. Sonomi’s heart felt like it had stopped with | |
379 all the suddenness of an explosion. Her mind raced back to just | |
380 several days earlier, to her daughter’s carefully bandaged hand. Her | |
381 head shook slowly in shock as she picked up the shard of glass. “No, | |
382 Tomoyo-chan...” ‘I want you to see a doctor about that,’ her own | |
383 voice rang in her ears. And Tomoyo had agreed, but she had looked | |
384 so... different. As if a part of her had been missing. Or killed. | |
385 Sonomi continued to shake her head, holding the blood stained shard | |
386 of glass to her chest. “Tomoyo-chan...” Her heart felt like the glass | |
387 shard had been wedged inside of it. Not now. Not when Sakura had | |
388 finally come to rescue her baby. She couldn’t be too late to rescue | |
389 her child. But all of the signs were pointing to that. Images of her | |
390 broken child plagued Sonomi’s mind like a horrific vision of the | |
391 future. Her sweet, darling child lying broken and lifeless on the | |
392 floor. What made it all the worse was that Sonomi could remember her | |
393 own failed suicide attempt from years earlier. How close had she | |
394 herself come to dying back then? And Tomoyo was a much more | |
395 meticulous planner than she herself had been. If Tomoyo intended to | |
396 go through with it, she would very well go through with it. Tomoyo | |
397 had been the only thing that had made Sonomi’s life worth living for | |
398 so many years. The idea of losing her only child in such a violent | |
399 fashion froze her heart. Her mind tried desperately to locate her | |
400 child, but nothing came to mind. She was blank. | |
401 | |
402 Sakura looked from the distraught Sonomi to the desk and back. Her | |
403 fingers traced slowly over the blood stains on Tomoyo’s desk, her | |
404 heart pounding desperately in her chest. Part of her didn’t want to | |
405 admit that anything was wrong, the idea of Tomoyo disappearing | |
406 completely from her life seeming as absurd as a life without water or | |
407 air. Her trembling fingers grappled around the crumpled costume | |
408 design when her eyes caught sight of Tomoyo’s handwriting on the | |
409 back. She quickly smoothed out the piece of paper on top of the | |
410 bloodstained desk, her mind frantically searching for any clues to | |
411 her friend’s sudden disappearance. Suddenly Tomoyo’s aversion to | |
412 meeting her last night began to make sense. She hadn’t intended on | |
413 ever seeing Sakura again. She had played her final part the night | |
414 before, pretending to be her happy and pleasant best friend one last | |
415 time. Sakura silently cursed herself for not having seen through | |
416 Tomoyo’s cracks, to seeing the lost and lonely little girl | |
417 underneath. | |
418 | |
419 | |
420 ‘Dear Sakura-chan, | |
421 As I sit here writing this, I see your beautiful face in my mind’s | |
422 eye, your sweet smile sending ripples throughout the stormy ocean of | |
423 my soul. I know that you may hate me for this, and though I could | |
424 hardly bear the thought of you ever hating me, I know that I must go | |
425 through with this. I’m not sure if I can explain why, but it doesn’t | |
426 really matter. Please know that you have always been the most | |
427 treasured thing in my life. I would never wish to hurt you. That’s | |
428 why I have to say goodbye.’ | |
429 | |
430 Swallowing painfully, Sakura forced her way through the rest of this | |
431 unsent letter, forcing back tears as she tried to make out Tomoyo’s | |
432 beautiful strokes. Every word struck her with deadly precision, every | |
433 revelation shaking the beliefs she had once held in her heart. But | |
434 despite the truths they revealed, Sakura could find no comfort in | |
435 them. They only seemed to add up to a desperate and frantic Tomoyo | |
436 who was determined to escape Sakura’s life for Sakura’s sake and her | |
437 own. That Tomoyo had been so hell bent on Sakura’s happiness even to | |
438 the bitter end both astonished and frightened Sakura. It seemed that | |
439 Tomoyo was always proving just how deep her love ran. Halfway through | |
440 the letter, Sakura read and reread through the dark haired girl’s | |
441 confessions in a near delirious frenzy. “She loves me...” Sakura | |
442 whispered, her eyes skimming the passage again. “She loves me. That’s | |
443 why she left. She left... for me..” She shook her head, as if unable | |
444 to comprehend the logic behind such an action. But in Tomoyo’s | |
445 eccentric way, it made perfect sense. Tomoyo had left to save | |
446 Sakura’s marriage, to protect Sakura’s new life. She had no way of | |
447 knowing that Sakura had thrown it all away for her, had perhaps left | |
448 to keep that from happening. The brunette felt a chill run up and | |
449 down her spine. Because she had been too late, she may have lost | |
450 Tomoyo forever. In a final desperate attempt to save everything, | |
451 Tomoyo had left after Sakura’s phone call the night before. Where she | |
452 was now, Sakura couldn’t hope to guess. She had been too late to | |
453 rescue her princess after all. She had failed Tomoyo. Tears stung her | |
454 eyes like liquid fire, her body begging her to collapse as the | |
455 strength drained away from her. | |
456 | |
457 “Everything will always be all right,” Sakura whispered to herself. | |
458 Sonomi turned to look at her in confusion, but Sakura stood up as | |
459 strength rushed in to fill the vacuum. With a thought, brilliant blue | |
460 wings unfurled from Sakura’s back, nearly sending Sonomi sprawling. | |
461 There had to be time. Sakura could still find Tomoyo. She could still | |
462 put things right. She had to. This was her final test, the test of | |
463 her heart. Tomoyo believed in her. She believed that Sakura would | |
464 come and save her. Sakura couldn’t disappoint her. She couldn’t fail | |
465 Tomoyo. “I love her,” Sakura whispered determinedly, her long wings | |
466 spreading behind her. | |
467 | |
468 Sonomi watched in awe as an angelic Sakura darted out the window, | |
469 glass shards glinting in the early morning light like shooting stars. | |
470 “Sakura-chan...” Sonomi watched as Sakura flew away, as angelic as | |
471 she had always imagined Nadeshiko’s angel. “Find her, Sakura-chan. | |
472 Find my baby girl before it’s too late. Please help her be on time, | |
473 Nadeshiko-chan,” Sonomi pleaded as she clutched onto the blood | |
474 sullied piece of glass that warned of a tragic fate for her daughter. | |
475 Exhausted, the business woman collapsed to her knees, praying | |
476 desperately that her daughter wouldn’t be joining the woman she loved | |
477 so soon. |