Hello! I'm back! Thank you everyone for your wonderful reviews! It makes me happy to know that people are enjoying this story. I struggled a bit with writing this chapter, which is why it's so late. Sorry!

A soft giggle alerted Syaoran that his fiancée was nearby, hidden in the garden somewhere. He looked around, searching for her, waiting for her to make another sound. He took a couple of silent steps, freezing as he heard her giggle again. Syaoran looked up, spotting where Sakura sat amongst the branches of the tree he was standing under. White blossoms were scattered amongst the green of the leaves and the warm sepia of the wooden branches. Amongst that, Sakura occupied a branch in a plain white dress she had no concern for.

He broke out into a smile as he locked eyes with her. "There you are."

"I was wondering how long it would take for you to find me." She laughed as she dropped down onto the ground in front of him. She brushed her dress off, making Syaoran smile more.

"You're lucky I was the one who found you and not your etiquette instructor." He laughed.

Sakura rolled her eyes. "She's so uptight."

He burst out laughing. "Yeah, you've got that right."

"She's ALWAYS pestering me in some way or manner, telling me off when I'm trying to relax." Sakura muttered.

Syaoran wrapped his arms around her small frame, pulling her close. "I'm not surprised you avoid her like the plague." He joked.

"Oh, like you don't." She retorted.

Syaoran laughed again.

"Are you excited for next week?" Sakura asked him.

"More than you know." Syaoran replied.

"I'm so excited to show everyone through the city. It's such a beautiful place." Sakura smiled, "You'll be coming too, won't you?"

His face fell, and he looked apologetic. "I really wish I could, but I have several meetings that day."

Sakura wasn't quick enough to hide her disappointment.

"I'm sorry."

Sakura looked at him brightly. "You don't have to apologise. These things happen, and you'll be running this country one day."

He pulled her in by the waist and kissed her cheek. "You really are wonderful."

Sakura blushed prettily and hugged him, wrapping her arms around his waist while resting her head against his chest.

He returned her hold and squeezed her body gently.

"Now, shall we head out to see the festival?" he asked.

"I'd love to." Sakura replied.

The capital was lively with songs and dances and performances from people all over the country. Ornate decorations decorated every corner of the city.

"Wow, the citizens really put a lot of thought into this year's festival." Syaoran smiled.

He and Sakura had ridden into the city on horseback with their knights accompanying them. Sakura had always been a bit awkward with having a personal knight-growing up in a small town, she had always either been protected by her brother or had managed to take care of matters her own way. She wasn't sure she'd be able to bare it if someone else got hurt because of her.

"It's not usually like this?" Sakura asked.

"Well, no." Syaoran laughed. "It's often always over the top with decorations, but this year is...well, way over the top."

Sakura looked up at a building decorated with elaborately designed banners and ribbon, and flowers surrounded the windows and pillars.

"It's more than likely because of the wedding." Syaoran's knight spoke.

Syaoran glanced over at the man dressed in black and violet that matched his eyes and hair.

The man, Yuna D. Kaito, had grown up with Sakura's attendant and knight Akiho, and he had been assisting and protecting Syaoran since the prince's tenth birthday.

"You're probably right." Syaoran replied. "They do tend to get excited over these sorts of celebrations."

"Excited is an understatement." Yuna replied. Both Sakura and Akiho laughed.

They stopped to leave their horses in a nearby meadow before they braved the busy city streets. Syaoran and Sakura walked ahead while Akiho and Yuna followed behind them, keeping their eyes out for potential danger. After all, crowded streets, especially in times of festivities could get pretty rowdy. People liked to drink and sometimes could get out of hand. Other times, people just got a little over excited about something and needed to be calmed. It was those sorts of things they were watching for.

Syaoran took Sakura's hand as they entered the crowd. Sakura spotted people eating scrumptious looking food and sweets, and some had their faces painted with beautiful imagery. A child ran past with gold patterns painted around her eyes.

"You look like you'd like to get your face painted, Akiho." Yuna pointed out.

Akiho's face turned tomato red. "N-no! That would be improper! I am Lady Sakura's attendant and knight, after all."

"If you'd like to get your face painted, I don't mind." Sakura smiled.

Akiho felt her face burn as everyone looked at her.

"W-well, I guess if you don't mind..." Akiho said shyly.

Sakura laughed as she took Akiho's hand and led her over to where a woman with a green and blue dragonfly painted on her face sat. Her lips were painted a deep shade of pink and she had blue and silver eyeshadow accentuating her silver eyes.

"Looking to have your face painted?" the woman asked with a sweet smile.

"She is, yes." Sakura beamed as she sat Akiho down in the seat.

"Anything in mind?" the woman asked.

"I'm not really sure." Akiho said.

"She likes butterflies!" Yuna piped up.

Once again, Akiho turned bright red.

"Butterflies it is." The woman smiled as she picked up her brush.

A single blue butterfly had been painted at the corner of her right eye. Gold decorated the wings along with small flowers down the side of her face. Sakura smiled as she turned the hand mirror to Akiho so she could see the work. Akiho gasped in awe.

"It really suits you," Sakura smiled.

"Thank you," Akiho blushed.

"There's a group of dancers over there," Syaoran spoke, "Why don't we go have a look?"

"It looks like they're dancers from the south." Yuna added.

Sakura's eyes widened. She had always wanted to see dancers from the south. She had heard that their costumes were often as beautiful and as elegant as their dances. Unable to contain her excitement, Sakura ran towards the stage where the dancers were but Syaoran caught her.

"You really shouldn't run off on your own." He laughed, making Sakura blush.

"Sorry." She apologised sheepishly.

The music was fast paced, and the crowd clapped along to the beat. Sakura was unable to tear her eyes away from the dancers until the very end, when Syaoran pulled her away to see the flower dancers instead. Syaoran watched her with a smile, pleased to see that she was enjoying herself. He knew she'd love the festival.

Sakura was pulled by one of the dancers into the centre to join, surprising her at first but she quickly relaxed as she followed their steps. A bright smile spread across her face as she danced her heart away.

When she tired, she found her way back to Syaoran who was grinning. "It looks like your dance lessons have paid off."

Sakura nodded, "Yes, I'm glad they have."

"Lady Sakura, I bought you a drink. It's lemonade." Akiho added, handing Sakura the cup.

"Thank you, Akiho." Sakura smiled gratefully.

"What else would you like to see?" Syaoran asked. "The market stalls, perhaps?"

"If you don't mind, I'd like to go see them." Sakura replied.

He held his hand out for her to take, and once again he led her through the thick crowd. Someone bumped into them causing Syaoran to lose his hold on her hand, the crowd forcing them apart.

"Syaoran!" Sakura cried out.

She couldn't see where he'd gone, no thanks to the massive crowd, and she couldn't see Akiho either. She wondered if she should try and search for them or if she should stay where she was and wait. After several minutes of thinking over the thought, Sakura finally decided to stay where she was. People bumped her, and others nearly knocked her over; she fell into a group of women her age. They stopped, giving Sakura a look of disgust.

"How dare you!" the woman snarled.

"I'm so sorry, I got pushed-"

The woman shoved her, causing Sakura to lose her balance and fall backwards on the pavement.

Sakura frowned. "That was not necessary," Sakura spoke as she stood and brushed herself off.

"Give me those jewels of yours and I'll let it go." The woman snarled.

"I refuse."

"Just give them over. If you don't, her father will arrest you for assault. He's the captain of the royal guard." One of the other women spoke.

"Oh, you're Captain Ren's daughter!" Sakura gasped. The woman in front of her looked smug. Then Sakura added, "He takes great care of me-I still get lost around the castle a lot, you see, so he's been a big help!"

The woman's smile faltered. "What?"

Sakura smiled brightly.

"Lady Sakura!" Akiho called out as she rushed to her side. "My Lady, are you alright? Oh-who are these people?"

"This is the captain's daughter." Sakura explained.

Akiho turned her blue eyes to the woman, surprised.

"The captain has a daughter?"

"That's what she claims."

"Oh! Now I remember!" Akiho exclaimed. "We'll tell him we said hello."

Akiho took Sakura's hand and started walking away.

"Hey, we are not done yet!" the woman grabbed Sakura's wrist.

"Miss, is something wrong?" Yuna asked as he and Syaoran appeared.

"This woman rudely pushed me." The woman spoke, pointing at Sakura.

"I tried to apologise." Sakura said.

"I saw what happened." Syaoran spoke, "You pushed Sakura into the ground after she tried to apologise."

The woman turned red with rage, "That is preposterous!"

"I'm not giving you my jewellery, but if there is some way I can make it up to you-"

"No. You tried to apologise, but she's too busy getting hung up over it. I think she owes you an apology." Syaoran spoke firmly, "Of course, I can get the royal guard involved, but that would cause quite the ruckus and I highly doubt you would like to deal with that."

His voice held a warning note, intimidating the woman standing in front of them. Sakura shook her head, "It's really not necessary-it was just an accident."

"Precisely." Syaoran replied.

"If it's not that big of a deal, then hand over-"

"I'm sorry but that's going too far." Akiho moved in front of Sakura protectively, her golden broach glimmering in the light.

The broach was in the shape of a wolf, with careful attention to detail, and it was mandatory for all personal knights and attendants to the royal family to wear one. It represented who they worked for clearly with one small item.

The woman's face visibly paled at the sight of the broach. She swallowed hard as she realised the full situation. "I'll be leaving you alone now. Please pardon my rudeness."

"Enjoy the festival." Akiho replied with a cheerful smile.

As soon as the woman left, Sakura sighed. "Good grief."

"Are you hurt?" Syaoran asked.

"I might be a little bruised, but otherwise I'm completely fine." Sakura smiled. "Now, where were we headed?"

Seeing that she clearly didn't want to linger any further on the topic, Syaoran took her hand and led her in the direction they were initially headed before they'd been split up. This time, he didn't let go.

As the sun settled lower in the sky, the group headed for the top of the hill where they would have a better view of the fireworks. Sakura was exhausted from their long day out, but she didn't complain. She had been looking forward to seeing the fireworks all day, and she wasn't going to ask to leave when they were so close.

They sat on the soft grass as they waited. Others around them were doing the same-some had picnic blankets and food to eat while they waited, and others were happily chatting away. Syaoran noticed Sakura was struggling to keep her eyes open and he smiled.

"It's going to start soon." He said.

"Oh, good." Sakura smiled.

As he said that, some fireworks lit up the sky with a loud boom. Sakura lifted her tired eyes to the sky in awe of the pretty colours and patterns. Syaoran was used to the sight, after all he had grown up in the capital and been to the festival multiple times. However, Sakura had only ever seen fireworks once or twice when she was very young, and she couldn't remember it well.

They sat for a while, watching quietly, until Syaoran felt Sakura leaning against his shoulder; he looked down to find that she had fallen asleep, completely sound out. Syaoran smiled as Akiho moved to lift Sakura onto her onto her back.

"We should head back," Syaoran said, "It's rather late."

"Yes, your highness."

With Sakura safely on Akiho's back, they started walking back through the city to where their horses waited for them.

...

Syaoran woke to Sakura running her fingers through his hair, something she did to calm herself when she felt anxious about something. He slipped his arm over her waist and squeezed gently.

"What's on your mind?" he asked sleepily.

Sakura felt her cheeks redden. "Sorry, did I wake you?"

"Don't dodge my question." He chuckled, opening his amber eyes to meet her emerald.

"It's nothing big." She replied.

"It doesn't mean you can't feel worried. Tell me-you know I won't judge you."

"I know you won't." Sakura replied with a soft smile.

He looked at her expectantly until she finally caved in.

"I'm anxious about my family and friends," Sakura explained, "I'm not sure why-they're all happy for me, but..."

"Is it that you're worried you've grown apart from them, somehow?" Syaoran asked.

Sakura smiled sadly, "I think that might be it."

He rubbed her back. "I'm sure things won't have changed. You'll see that for yourself when you see them today."

Sakura felt herself relax. "Thank you, Syaoran."

A knock at the door distracted the pair, and then Akiho walked in.

"Good morning your highness, Lady Sakura."

"Good morning Akiho." Sakura said as she sat up. "You have a letter?"

In Akiho's hand was an envelope. "I was asked to deliver this to his highness."

Syaoran sat up and took the letter from Akiho. "Thank you. Is there anything else?"

Akiho shook her head. "That is all."

He nodded, dismissing her. Akiho left the room. Syaoran opened the letter and read its contents.

"How is everything?" Sakura asked.

"It's just Eriol telling me he won't be here until the day of the wedding." Syaoran replied.

"He must be busy with taking care of the town." Sakura smiled.

"Yes, it appears so."

"Syaoran?"

He looked up to see Sakura watching him with an unreadable expression. "What's on your mind?"

"It's really happening, isn't it? Our wedding."

Syaoran smiled. "Yes, it is."

"Are you nervous?" Sakura then asked. "I know I am."

"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't." He replied.

"I just hope Touya behaves..." she muttered, making Syaoran burst out laughing.

"Well, I better get to the kitchens to start breakfast." Sakura said as she stood. "Don't stay in bed too much longer."

"I know, I know."

Sakura just laughed.

Sakura's family arrived in the late afternoon. Touya greeted her by ruffling up her hair in the same affectionate manner he always had since they were kids, and Yukito gave her a hug. Fujitaka pulled her into a long hug-she had missed her family greatly, but somehow living apart from them so much even when she was living back in the village had helped her cope with moving to the capital.

"I've missed you," Sakura whispered.

"Me too." Fujitaka smiled. "Tomoyo will be here in time for the wedding-she's coming with Eriol."

"I know-she told me in her last letter," she smiled as they parted.

"So, where's the kid?" Touya asked.

Sakura frowned. "You better not talk to him like that in front of any of the council members or Syaoran's parents."

"Don't worry Sakura, I'll make sure he behaves." Yukito added with a cheerful smile.

Sakura laughed, "I can always count of you, Yukito."

"You two..." Touya grumbled.

Remembering her brothers' question, she turned back to Touya. "Syaoran is caught up in a meeting at the moment, but he should be out soon. There's afternoon tea and refreshments waiting for us in the gardens." Sakura smiled, "I baked, too."

"That sounds wonderful, Sakura." Fujitaka smiled.

Letting the staff handle the luggage, Sakura led her family to the gardens she loved so much where a table with their tea and cakes waited for them. They each sat down, and Sakura began pouring the tea.

It was Earl Grey and Rose; a tea Sakura was quite fond of.

"So, have you learned to dance without falling over your own two feet yet?" Touya asked.

"Yes, and you'll see for yourself at the reception." Sakura replied curtly.

"Try not to step on his feet." Touya snickered.

Sakura glared at him.

"Touya." Yukito sighed.

"How have things been lately?" Fujitaka asked with his usual kind smile.

Sakura smiled cheerfully. "We've been really busy with the wedding preparation-we had to send out hundreds of invites to royals and nobles all over the world! I was so shocked."

"It sounds like it's going to be a big wedding." Yukito said.

Sakura grimaced, "Yes, it seems that way."

"By the way," Touya added, "Who's the girl that's been following you everywhere?"

He nodded to where Akiho was standing nearby, close enough to react in time to a threat but far enough away to give the family privacy.

"This is Akiho-she's my personal attendant and knight." Sakura introduced, and she gestured for Akiho to come closer.

Akiho obeyed and came forward, bowing to the family.

"Akiho, this is my family."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Akiho smiled.

"How much trouble has my sister caused you this past year?" Touya asked casually, earning himself another glare from Sakura and a nudge from Yukito.

Akiho blinked, slightly taken aback. "Err... none?"

"Just ignore him, Akiho." Sakura mumbled.

Akiho nodded.

"Anyway, over the next few days I'll be able to show you around the city-well, Tomorrow I can, anyway..." Sakura smiled, "There's a lot I still need to do."

"You sound like you've gotten used to the castle life." Fujitaka said.

"Hardly," Sakura laughed a little, "Every day is a new adventure."

"That's an optimistic view." Syaoran's voice came from behind her.

Sakura turned her head to see him standing at her side and she smiled. "Yes, well..."

Syaoran just smiled.

"It's nice to see you, Syaoran." Fujitaka greeted kindly.

"Likewise, sir."

"You don't have to be so formal," Sakura said, "You're family."

Syaoran smiled, "Sorry, it's just a habit. It's how I was taught."

"It's alright. Whatever you're comfortable with." Fujitaka smiled warmly.

"Thank you." Syaoran replied.

"Why don't you sit with us?" Sakura asked.

Syaoran looked at her apologetically, "I'm sorry, I have another meeting I need to be at soon. I just wanted to come by and say hello."

"Ah, that's too bad." Fujitaka said, "Perhaps we'll get to have a talk later."

Syaoran recognised the hint and he nodded, "I'll be sure to make the time."

"Thank you Syaoran." Sakura smiled up at him.

"I better be going now. Arrangements for your stay have of course, been made." Syaoran added.

"Sakura explained everything to us in her last letter. We appreciate the hospitality." Fujitaka replied with a smile.

Syaoran smiled, "Sakura's always one step ahead."

Sakura blushed at the compliment.

"I hope you enjoy your stay here." Syaoran spoke, and then turned to leave with Yuna following behind him.

"He must be flooded with work." Yukito said.

"Yes, sometimes I wonder if he works a little too hard." Sakura murmured.

"I guess since he's the crown prince and only heir, there's always going to be extra work and security around him." Touya shrugged.

Sakura felt herself smile. "Syaoran's well and truly capable of looking after himself, and he has Sir Kaito to protect him."

"You mean the guy dressed in black and purple?" Touya frowned.

"Yes. He's quite fearsome." Sakura said, "Well, Syaoran describes him as terrifying when it comes to battle or protecting Syaoran."

"He doesn't look terrifying." Yukito said.

"Neither does Akiho, and she's amazing at her job." Sakura laughed. "She really knows how to scare people off."

It was Akiho's turn to blush.

Fujitaka watched his daughter tenderly as she chattered on about what sorts of things she had been up to and about the city. It was difficult to believe that he would soon be seeing his only daughter marry. But one thing he did believe was that Sakura was truly happy with her decision to marry Syaoran.

...

With his duties for the day finally finished, Syaoran headed for his chambers. He was completely and totally exhausted, but first he was going to talk with Sakura's father. He had said that he would make time, and so he had. It wasn't ideal, but if there was one thing Syaoran had learned about life as a prince, it was that no time was ideal.

He opened the door to his bedroom suite, finding Sakura talking with her father. As always, she was smiling brightly, lighting up the whole room. She was first to notice his return.

"Syaoran! How was everything in the meeting?" she asked.

"Things seem to be going smoothly. There were a few things we needed to straighten out, though." Syaoran answered.

"I'm glad to hear things weren't too bad." She smiled, "I'll leave the two of you alone to talk, now. Akiho and I are going to go look at the stars."

"Be careful out there." Syaoran warned.

Sakura beamed, "I will, and besides, Akiho will be with me."

Syaoran smiled as he watched her leave with Akiho, and as the door shut, he turned his attention to Fujitaka.

"Please, have a seat." Syaoran gestured to the couch.

"Thank you," Fujitaka smiled as he sat down.

Syaoran sat down across from him, but he didn't know what to say to the man. Thankfully, Fujitaka was the first to break the ice.

"It's been a long time since I've seen her so happy."

Syaoran blinked. "I'm not sure what you mean."

"Sakura's always smiling, but before she met you, I could tell that she was lonely." Fujitaka smiled, "There was only one person who could fill that void."

Syaoran wasn't sure what to say. However, he knew the feeling of being incomplete, like there was something missing in his life. And it had only been filled when he met Sakura. She was the missing puzzle piece he'd been searching for all his life; the one person he truly felt connected to, who understood him and accepted him for who he was. His soulmate.

"Promise me you'll take care of her."

"Of course." Syaoran replied.

Fujitaka smiled, "I'm glad to know that I can trust you." He said, "Forgive my rudeness."

"No, it's understandable. After all, I haven't been able to spend much time to get to know you or Touya." Syaoran replied.

"Thanks to Sakura, it seems I really didn't need to worry. You're the same as what everyone describes you to be."

Syaoran was aware of what was said about him. It wasn't uncommon to hear bad things said about him by people who didn't really like him, but most of the positive gossip washed it out.

"Sakura writes to you every day." Syaoran stated.

Fujitaka nodded. "We try to reply when we can. I imagine we won't be getting letters as often after the wedding, though."

Syaoran smiled sympathetically. "No,"

The man looked at the clock finding it was later than he thought. "Thank you for your time, Syaoran. I'm glad we got to talk."

"I am too."

"Well, Sakura's told me that tomorrow will be a long day in the city. Have a good night."

"You as well," Syaoran replied as Fujitaka left.

The door shut and Syaoran released a breath he didn't realise he'd been holding.

...

It felt as if the next three days passed in the blink of an eye. Between showing her family around the city and organising things for the wedding, Sakura barely had any time to breathe. So, it was rather refreshing when Tomoyo arrived.

The two girls sat out in the garden beneath the gazebo while Akiho stood nearby on guard. It was a rare hour of peace for Sakura; with it being the day of the wedding, she had been dragged all over the place, attacked with make-up, and her hair loosely curled with flowers threaded along the back of her head.

"Good grief...at this rate I'm going to fall asleep before the ceremony even begins." Sakura groaned.

"I imagine prince Syaoran is feeling the same way." Tomoyo smiled, "Have you had any time to see him today?"

Sakura shook her head. "I haven't seen him since the day before yesterday. Apparently, it's a custom the royal family have, where they don't see their intended the day before, and then not until the ceremony starts on the day of the wedding."

"Do you know why?" Tomoyo asked curiously.

Sakura grimaced. "Well...while it was being explained to me by my tutor, I kind of dozed off."

Tomoyo burst into a full fit of laughter. "Oh Sakura," she said, "Only you would dare to do that!"

Sakura felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment. "Yeah..."

"Does Syaoran know this?" Tomoyo asked.

"Yes..." Sakura mumbled.

"And his reaction?"

"The same as yours."

Tomoyo laughed again.

Sakura picked up her teacup and drank while Tomoyo got herself back under control.

"When do you have to go back up for your dress?" Tomoyo asked instead.

"Akiho, did you catch what the tailor said?" Sakura asked.

"In about thirty minutes, my lady." Akiho answered.

"I need longer." Sakura complained.

Tomoyo smiled sympathetically, "You really are exhausted."

Sakura looked up at the sky. The ceremony would start at sunset, while the reception would last pretty much the entire night. Sakura hoped she'd be able to go to bed earlier than midnight, but she doubted that would happen.

"I should be excited. I'm marrying Syaoran."

"You're not excited?"

"Well...I am, but not. I'm more nervous than anything right now." Sakura explained.

Tomoyo smiled at her long-time friend. "Sounds normal to me."

"I'm sure it will pass." Sakura finally smiled.

"That's the way!" Tomoyo beamed.

Sakura stood, "I guess I'll see you at the wedding."

"You'll look beautiful, Sakura."

"Thank you, Tomoyo." Sakura gave her best friend one last smile before heading back inside to face her nerves.

The sky was an array of pinks, purples and warm yellows by the time she arrived at the doors of the cathedral. She looked up at the tall ornate building, admiring the architecture. It was a beautiful building that was hundreds of years old, a part of their history. And she was getting married there.

Nervous, she took her father's arm.

"You look just like your mother." Fujitaka smiled.

Sakura blushed. "Thank you, dad."

"Are you nervous?" he asked.

"Very," she laughed.

After a moment of silence, they started towards the doors.

It felt like an eternity walking up the red carpet towards the altar where Syaoran was waiting for her. With each step, the more she became aware of her new position as a princess. She knew that this was every girl's fantasy to be able to marry into the royal family, but her dream had been to find and live a happy life with her soulmate. And it still was.

They finally came to a stop. Sakura could feel Syaoran's amber eyes on her veiled face, making her smile. Syaoran held his arm out for her and she took it before ascending the stairs with him in front of the altar. She had never felt more nervous or excited in her life, and Syaoran was feeling much the same.

Sakura looked breathtaking in her pure white gown of several layers with intricate gold embroidery on each. Sitting around her neck was a dainty gold necklace, something her mother had worn for her wedding and was passed down to Sakura. Emerald studs with gold and platinum butterflies hanging from them adorned her ears, a gift from Syaoran's parents for her birthday just passed. In her hands, she held a bouquet of white lilies and cherry blossoms.

Syaoran was dressed in black, white and gold. Three gold chains hung across his chest, and gold embroidery decorated the collar and cuffs of his dress coat. He gave her hand a comforting squeeze as the ceremony began.

It was an emotional time for Sakura and those closest to her, including Syaoran. As she recited her vows, Sakura was terrified she'd trip over her tongue and screw something up. But all she had to do was look into his calm eyes and she would calm her racing heart.

Finally, the final words came stumbling from her mouth, making Syaoran smile with love, amusement, and happiness. And keeping those feelings close, he spoke:

"Sakura, I will never forget the day I first met you. I was nervous and wary, unsure how to approach you. I can still clearly remember the look on your face when you discovered that I was your other half.

Sakura felt her cheeks burn. She still felt completely and utterly embarrassed about that-how she had keeled over and fainted in front of him after hearing the news, and then avoided having to see him for a week.

"However, with your warm smile, you were able to break the ice that seemed to be holding me still. I started to see the world in a new light, with you at the centre, and I knew that there was no one else in the world who could understand me better than you, my other half-my soulmate. As the two of us start this new chapter in our lives together, I promise I will always love and be there for you. I promise to be with you both through spirit and in person when you need me. I promise you will never be alone in this world."

Sakura felt tears sting her eyes, but not because she was sad.

"I'm sure we will face many obstacles together in our marriage, and I swear to you that you will not face times of hardship alone. I give you my trust, just as you give me yours."

The priest spoke as Syaoran ended. "Bring forth the rings."

Yuna brought forward the pair of rings, and they both picked them up, taking turns sliding the rings onto each other's fingers.

Sakura could feel her tears of happiness threatening to spill down her face as they waited with baited breath for the following words.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife." The priest spoke, "You may now kiss the bride!"

Sakura blushed a little as Syaoran cupped her face, and he leant in, pressing his lips against hers. They were finally married.

As the ceremony came to an end, Guests slowly started filtering out of the cathedral. Sakura smiled at her husband, her ring glinting in the light.

"That was a lot easier than I made it out to be in my head." Sakura confessed quietly.

Syaoran returned her smile. "I feel the same. I'm not sure why I was so worried."

"It's going to be a very long night, isn't it?" Sakura said.

"Yes, but there will be plenty of food and entertainment." He said, "We can, of course, retire whenever we please."

"That's a relief," she giggled, "I might fall asleep during the reception."

"The feeling is mutual." He grinned. Then, he held his arm out to her. "Are you ready?"

"With you, I'm ready for anything." Sakura smiled.

She took his arm and together, they walked out the doors of the Cathedral as husband and wife.

Did you like it? My friend gave me some feedback on some parts, which is another reason why it was so late, but I'm a lot happier with it now. Next chapter is the final chapter! EXCITING! Sadly, I haven't started it because I'm trying to figure out how to approach it lol. Sorry, guess you'll have to wait another few months HAHAHA. Sorry.

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