Rain
By ani aka cherished dreams
Disclaimer: I don't own Cardcaptor Sakura, or anything associated with it.
"..I…I don't love you the same way that you do, Sakura-chan…" He stammered slightly as he turned away from her innocent and honest expression. He didn't want to see the tears that the realization would create. But instead of hearing silent sobs of sadness that he predicted would come; he heard her say, "I expected as much. I shouldn't have had such high hopes on your answer…"
He was surprised at her mature answer but even more shocked when he felt the coldness, and pain woven in her voice, which stung his senses. He knew she would need time to recover and she would soon forget. She was like that. Strong and determined. He knew that, saw that even, through her fierce, and heart filled battles against the Clow Cards. He turned to read her face but her head was bent, and her shiny chestnut coloured hair covered her forest green eyes.
She stood abruptly from the park bench and bowed politely before bidding her farewell. After walking on the park path for quite a bit she looked back making sure that he was not following, and that he was out of sight. Not seeing his form, she decided to take off and try to escape the pain of her shattered heart.
Tomoyo-chan had been wrong to encourage her to tell Yukito-san about her feelings. Ever since the age of 10, she had hoped that in due time she could come forward and he might even accept her. But he hadn't. He couldn't. She saw in his stormy grey eyes. He loved someone else. And she just had to understand. But she didn't. She knew that he had also been thinking about her welfare, but with that he had also broken her hopeful heart. Sure he was eight years older than her; sure he was already in college and yeah so what if he was also her brother's best tomodachi?!
She suddenly slowed down noticing that her favorite place in the park was within her view. Small pings of cold water started to fall and soon she was sitting on the park bridge watching the ripples of the small raindrops as they silently hit the water's surface. She shuddered and curled up hugging her legs. Soon enough, large hot tears that she had tried so hard to conceal, broke down the wall and streamed down her cheeks and landed on her pants.
She blinked once, then twice trying to clear her blurring vision and suddenly frowned in realization. It was raining, pouring even, but she was still considerably dry. Her eyes grew in alarm. She wiped her tear encrusted cheeks with her pink jumper sleeve and turned to face the person standing behind her, holding the large diametered umbrella, which was keeping her from getting sick. Seeing who was standing there, with their emotionless expression, she sighed warily in recognition and turned back to the river view.
"What are you doing here, Syaoran-kun?" He crouched down and sat beside her. His oak brown eyes were full of concern and confusion. He wondered about what had caused the usually genki sixteen year old, to be so sad to even consider sitting out in the rain without care or an umbrella. "I was in the park taking a walk, when I saw you walking towards the bridge… I decided to follow you to see how you were…" He replied causally. "What about you? How come you're out here in the rain?"
continued in the next post..
