The opening and certain segments are from a CCS radio drama. I need

 to listen to it again one of these days simply because I adore Junko

 Iwao’s voice. ^=^ Anyway, this is a Valentine’s Day story that came

 from me jotting down little segments at a time in a notebook. If you

 have any comments, I would absolutely love to hear them. ^-^

 

 

 Don’t You Make Me Happy

 by Amazoness Duo

 amazonessduo@hotmail.com

 

 

 ‘Today is Valentine's day. It is the day to give chocolates to the

 one you love. The one I love the most, the person the most important

 to me... because I love her, I just want to see her smile. Even if

 she would be happier being with somebody else, I would be happy just

 to see it. So, the chocolates I'm offering are not to say "I love

 you", but to say "I want to make you happy". Today is the day to

 share what is inside your heart.’

 

 	Sakura sighed miserably as she walked out of class. Valentine’s Day

 was turning out to be rather depressing for her. It was doing an

 excellent job of reminding her of how alone she was. All the other

 girls were busy giving sweets to the ones they loved. Chiharu had

 given some chocolates to Yamazaki (before hitting him when he

 explained where chocolates came from), Rika had given hers to Terrada-

 sensei, and even Naoko seemed to be waiting to give her chocolates to

 someone special. But poor Sakura had no one to give chocolates to.

 Syaoran had broken up with her a while back and Yukito was dating her

 brother. She had thought that she had gotten over the two of them for

 the most part, but seeing everyone so happy to give away their heart

 was making her feel terribly lonely. She just wanted to day to end so

 she could forget about it all. 

 	“Sakura-chan!” a melodious voice called out as Tomoyo swiftly

 joined her dejected friend. “I saw you leaving from the music room

 window, looking like a sad and lonely Sakura-chan. I didn’t want you

 to have to go home alone like that, so I got out of choir early

 today,” Tomoyo explained as she fell into step beside her magical

 best friend. “You should never have to be sad or lonely. Your

 beautiful face looks so much more stunning with a brilliant smile

 attached.”

 	Smiling a bit at Tomoyo’s words, Sakura nodded. “Un! Thank you,

 Tomoyo-chan. I’ll try to smile more today. I got so caught up in

 watching everyone else giving their chocolates to the ones they love

 that I started to feel lonely. But I wasn’t looking at it the right

 way. I still have Tomoyo-chan, so I can’t feel lonely, even if I

 don’t have anyone to give chocolates to.” She was already feeling

 better with Tomoyo next to her. The pale girl always had that affect

 on her, both soothing and warm. That she would skip choir practice

 simply to walk her home because she looked sad was a testament to how

 lucky she was to have such a kind friend. She still felt a little sad

 that she had no one this Valentine’s Day, but the feeling wasn’t as

 strong now that Tomoyo was with her. “Oh, while were on the subject,

 who did you give your Valentine’s Day chocolates to?” Sakura asked

 curiously. Now that she thought about it, she had never seen Tomoyo

 with a crush on anyone before, had never heard her talking about any

 boy that she liked. Which was strange because she had heard that

 quite a bit lately from most of the other girls she knew. But then

 again, Tomoyo was rather... eccentric. So even if it was unusual, it

 wasn’t entirely out of place. Maybe her best friend was simply too

 busy with other things. Like choir and Sakura herself. But Sakura was

 still very curious about who Tomoyo would give her chocolates to.

 Perhaps her mysterious special someone that Tomoyo had mentioned

 before? She had no idea who they were, but she was sure that whoever

 they were must be very lucky to have Tomoyo’s gentle heart.

 	“Actually, I was planning on giving them now,” Tomoyo replied,

 smiling sweetly. She dug in her bookbag for a second and produced two

 objects. She held a small package tied with a pink ribbon and a small

 silk cloth tied like a bag with a rose red ribbon. “Here you go!”

 	Sakura blinked in surprise as she took the small bag of homemade

 chocolate and the videotape shaped present, looking from one to the

 other in her hands. “Tomoyo-chan...? Is this all for me? You really

 shouldn’t have. You should give this to the one you love.”

 	“And that is why I am giving them to you, Sakura-chan! I want to

 give Sakura-chan my heart for Valentine’s Day. It may not be much,

 but it’s all yours,” Tomoyo said, tilting her head to the side as she

 smiled. Dark hair fell past her eyes, but she quickly brushed it

 away. She had stayed up late the night before editing the videotape

 in Sakura’s hand. She knew how lonely Sakura had felt since her

 breakup with Syaoran and had made the video as a way to show Sakura

 how loved she was. It was a gift that she hoped would soothe Sakura’s

 lost heart. It had taken her over a week to sort through all of her

 videos and edit in all of the scenes she wanted onto the tape, but it

 had been a job she had thoroughly enjoyed. Besides being able to look

 back through her many images of Sakura, she had been overjoyed at the

 prospect of finding the most romantic scenes of the Cardmistress, as

 well as the best scenes that showcased how important she was to

 everyone, especially Tomoyo. She had made the chocolate herself,

 spending extra care to make sure they came out perfectly. Her mother

 had enjoyed the Dutch chocolate when she had offered her a piece, so

 she hoped Sakura would like them. The bag that carried them was a

 beautifully embroidered kerchief and the ribbon was also a bow for

 Sakura’s hair. It had been difficult to sit through the school day

 with her precious gifts, waiting for the perfect time to give them to

 her fair mistress. 

 	Sakura blushed deeply at Tomoyo’s words. She hadn’t expected

 receiving any chocolates on Valentine’s Day. That was a day for girls

 to give chocolates to the ones they loved. White Day was when boys

 did the same. So this came as a complete surprise to her. Candy,

 gifts, and warm declarations of love. Had Tomoyo been a boy, Sakura

 would have been certain that Tomoyo was confessing her love this

 Valentine’s Day. That made Sakura blush deeper as she watched her

 smiling best friend. Tomoyo was so sweet and gentle and oh so caring.

 She was always there for Sakura, even now. She always managed to find

 a way to warm Sakura’s heart, to calm her fragile emotions. If Tomoyo

 were a boy, if she did love her that way... But try as she might, she

 couldn’t visualize Tomoyo as a boy. It felt somehow wrong anyway.

 Tomoyo was Tomoyo. A gorgeous, talented, and loving girl. But Sakura

 couldn’t completely shake her thoughts of what might have been, even

 if she couldn’t see Tomoyo as male. Between all of that and how

 cutely romantic Tomoyo was being, she would have thrown herself into

 her arms. So Sakura did it anyway. “Oh, Tomoyo-chan!” Her arms

 wrapped around the pale girl’s slender waist, hugging her tightly.

 Tomoyo seemed a little surprised by her sudden movement, but quickly

 relaxed into the hug, her gentle hands sliding up and down Sakura’s

 back as she returned the hug. Sakura’s earlier anguish about the day

 felt very far away now, as if it had happened to some other girl

 entirely. She had received chocolates from a very special person,

 even if she hadn’t been able to give any, so maybe it wasn’t such a

 bad thing after all. Sakura giggled, her emerald eyes smiling into

 the vast stormy blue ocean of Tomoyo’s eyes. “I got chocolates from

 the cutest girl in school. All of the boys are going to get jealous,

 Tomoyo-chan.”

 	Tomoyo smiled happily, her fingers still trailing up and down

 Sakura’s back through her school uniform. “The boys must already be

 getting jealous just to see Sakura-chan giving out one of her

 wonderful hugs like this. I’m very glad that you like them, Sakura-

 chan. I made them just for you.” She was so happy to see Sakura

 smiling so brightly, to feel her so close, to be able to gaze into

 those jade plates. Her heart beat maddeningly. Its thunderous beats

 were the music that symbolized her love for the brunette. “Sakura-

 chan is like the goddess Aphrodite on Valentine’s Day, capturing

 everyone’s heart with her beauty and grace. I had to get you my

 Valentine’s Day chocolate before you got drowned in chocolates from

 others.” Tomoyo smiled her trademark smile. It made perfect sense to

 her that people would be lining up to give Sakura chocolates. The

 brunette was just too cute, too enticing not to.

 	“Tomoyo-chan...” Sakura blushed deeper, sweatdropping. Tomoyo

 always said the strangest things, albeit the sweetest. “Maybe on

 White Day, but I really don’t think so,” Sakura said quickly,

 disentangling herself from the warm embrace and walking along with

 her best friend once more.

 	Tomoyo continued on calmly, still smiling at the Cardmistress.

 “Then I’m surprised that more girls didn’t give you chocolates. Even

 if Sakura-chan’s a girl, it’s easy to see just how amazing she is.

 Watching her day in and day out, it’s impossible not to feel your

 heart race when she is around. I know okaa-sama would love to give

 you chocolates if she had the chance.” Her eyes followed Sakura’s

 every movement, even though they were half lidded. It was easy to get

 lost in the combination of a romantic Valentine’s Day and the

 powerful allure that Sakura held. She just wanted to reach out and

 hug the brunette again, to bask in that warm feeling once more.

 	Blushing a deep shade of scarlet, Sakura placed a hand behind her

 head as the two left the school far behind. She knew that she should

 be used to the strange things that Tomoyo said by now, but the dark

 haired heiress still managed to surprise her. She idly wondered if

 she would be more surprised if Tomoyo hadn’t said something strange.

 “Are you sure, Tomoyo-can? Shouldn’t you give them to a boy you

 like?” she asked, holding the small bag and package to her chest. Her

 mind quickly reasoned that she hoped that wasn’t the case. It may be

 embarrassing when Tomoyo said and did such things, but she always

 loved the attention and warmth that Tomoyo paid her. Those feelings

 always gushed forth from the pale girl in a tsunami that left Sakura

 pleasantly confused and more often than not with a blush coloring her

 cheeks. She didn’t want some boy taking that away from her, taking

 her place at the center of Tomoyo’s attention. It may have been

 selfish, but she couldn’t help it. It was just too wonderful a

 feeling, to be the focus of such a devoted girl.

 	Tomoyo nodded assuredly. “I gave it to Sakura-chan because I like

 her. There’s no one else that I would rather give my heart to on

 Valentine’s Day.” She titled her head to the side thoughtfully for a

 moment before continuing. “Or any other day, for that matter.” She

 glanced back to Sakura, delighting in the cute blush that spread

 across Sakura’s soft cheeks. Wave after wave of adoration washed

 through her as they walked together under the shadow of some tall

 trees. She could practically see the pink ribbons of love that Sakura

 held, reaching out from her hands and wrapping tightly around

 Tomoyo’s heart, binding her more strongly than any spell. She was

 like a marionette, dancing to the rhythm of her love for Sakura. And

 Tomoyo wouldn’t have it any other way. She took Sakura’s free hand

 with her own, entwining her fingers with Sakura’s. A delicious

 ecstasy filled her as she felt Sakura squeeze her hand. “Sakura-

 chan... Tomoyo whispered softly as the pair came to a halt. 

 	Gently placing a sakura blossom that had been falling down to earth

 behind Sakura’s ear, Tomoyo’s fingers lingered in the Cardmistress’s

 soft, short hair, trailing through the beautiful strands. Her eyes

 were set on Sakura’s pretty face, the blush having faded shortly

 before. Sakura was growing into a captivating young woman and she had

 only managed to take an even greater hold on Tomoyo’s heart as time

 went by. The two stood in silence, a light breeze jostling through

 hair and fabric alike. At that moment, it felt like they were far

 away from the distant land of Tomoeda, in a place that welcomed only

 the two school girls. Tomoyo watched Sakura lovingly, her eyes never

 leaving Sakura’s beautiful face.

 	Sakura closed her emerald eyes, silently waiting. Her lips pressed

 together as she stood there, the breeze lightly toying with her hair,

 though not so much as Tomoyo’s fingers were. Her heart was  a raging

 cacaphony in her heart, the only other sounds the soft breeze and the

 rustling fabric of her skirt. She waited patiently, wondering

 excitedly about what would happen, about where this would lead. She

 felt intoxicated from the love pouring out of Tomoyo, unable to think

 clearly. She only knew that if she waited... A soft, warm feeling

 encompassed her lips, turning her heart upside down. Tomoyo’s lips

 brushed lightly against her own, tentatively at first before she

 kissed her fully. Sakura felt the anxiety that had filled her as she

 had waited drain out of her, replaced instantly by the longing that

 gripped her heart, by the sea of emotions that filled her as they

 kissed. She hadn’t known quite what she expected, only that she had

 expected something. But now that Tomoyo was kissing her, it felt

 completely right, as if this was what she had been waiting for the

 entire time. For her entire life. Tomoyo’s gentle lips sealed with a

 kiss Sakura’s final Valentine’s Day present.

 	Tomoyo hadn’t known what to do at first when presented with the

 patiently waiting Sakura in the small sanctuary they found themselves

 in. Her mind had curiously pondered why Sakura would wait like that,

 her eyes closed almost dreamily. But her mind kept returning to the

 same answer. And standing there with Sakura in the gentle breeze,

 watching her as they stood alone and yet together, Tomoyo had known

 where her heart was leading. And she thought that Sakura’s was

 already there waiting for her. Kissing Sakura softly, she was

 overcome by the emotions that coursed through her. What had been a

 small trickle before, a tiny stream, was now a raging river. It

 crashed and collapsed against the rocks, pushing Tomoyo ever forward

 along its path. As Sakura’s arms wrapped around her, she continued to

 kiss her beautiful best friend, her heart crying out in joy as the

 brunette returned her kiss eagerly. The two stayed that way for quite

 some time, locked in what seemed to be a never ending cycle of kisses

 that passed between the two. Tomoyo felt her masks melt away as they

 continued their sweet dance. This was perfect, like a kiss from an

 angel. And in a way, that was exactly what it was. A kiss from her

 angel, Sakura.

 	“Hanyaa...” Sakura said quietly as the two finally halted their

 continued kissing. It had been a gradual thing as it came to a halt,

 just as it had built up gradually. Now that it was over, Sakura found

 herself blushing immensely. She felt as if she had been lost and

 alone in a dark and frightening forest and that a beautiful princess

 had come along and rescued her. Her heart swelled as she looked into

 the glittering stars that were Tomoyo’s eyes. 

 	“Happy Valentine’s Day, Sakura-chan,” Tomoyo whispered happily, her

 fingers still in Sakura’s hair. Closing her eyes, the two kissed

 again, holding close. Even in the cool breeze, the pair felt warm,

 wrapped in a blanket of the love they felt surrounding them. It

 hadn’t been quite what either had expected, but throughout the years

 Sakura would treasure it as her favorite Valentine’s gift.