Disclaimer: I do not own card captors clamp does and the song is by maroon 5- 'won't go home without you'

DefineSanity
Chapter 15

The last song

He looked at her, a softening depth in his eyes. She tugged unto his blazer like a child would.

"Please, we really need to talk." she suggested.

He nodded agreeably "Fine, let's get out of here."

She tried to figure out the connotation in his tone but was unsuccessful. She followed him up on the roof. He stood close to the edge and stared ahead as his hair blew in the wind. He had his hands in his pocket and an expression so serious there were tight lines of irritation on his face.

"I don't want to break up with you."

Sakura slowly smiled "Really?" she said in a sweet tone.

"I'm trying my best to believe that you refused my proposal because you need more time."

He averted his gaze at her and took out a ring from the pocket of his blazer. He grabbed her hand and gently placed the ring in her palm.

"I need you take this."

Sakura stared at the silver diamond ring, it was beautiful, she would have loved it if she was intending on marrying him. She took a step back and slowly shook her head.

"I'm sorry but I will not marry you." She said trying to sound as sympathetic as possible. She held the ring between her fingers "If you think me marrying you will be proof of my love then you're wrong."

He shook his head "I need you to keep it!"

"It doesn't make sense. It's not like the promise ring you gave me, it's an engagement."

"I know that! I told you, I thought it through and if you only saw things my way, you'd see I'm only trying to save us. If you have any better ideas, spill them out!"

She crouched and placed the ring on the floor. She took a step back and sheepishly smiled "We can see each other on holidays and you can visit me."

His eyes were fixed on the ring on the floor then he looked at her "But you don't get it, it won't be the same. I don't want to go through those things where we become complete strangers. Time separates, things will change."

"If we believe that what we have is real then it will come back. Time can't kill it."

He bend down to pick up the ring then he placed it in his pocket "You don't seem to be bothered that we might not see each other for months."

"No, that's not it."

He bit his lower lip for a second "Oh really?"

She nodded.

"Then I don't see the point of us seeing each other. I'm loosing you Sakura and you're fine with it. I can't force you to do anything but I don't think I'll be able to hold myself around you." He took out the ring from his pocket once more "…and this, let's just forget about this." He threw it in a far distance "let's forget about us and everything we have." His voice carried volumes of meaning. His eyes were burning holes in her.

She growled "Is this how you really want it to end? I can't talk to you when you're like this." She ran past him and made her way down stairs. Tears were in her eyes and she could not stop running.

She slowed down when she reached the hallway on the second floor. She mopped away the tears then closed her eyes for a second. When she opened them, Chiharu was standing in front of her with her hands across her chest.

"You're needed in the gym; they need you to help them get a band for prom." Her tone emphasized discomfort, she sounded like each word was choking her.

"I can't, I need to get home." She paused and with a cheerless sigh she pushed Chiharu aside "Will you get out of my way please."

Chiharu rolled her eyes "I've been looking for you for nearly half an hour, I don't need this."

"I don't care, besides after all you did to me, what the hell makes you think I'll go anywhere with you."

Chiharu grabbed Sakura's hand "I'm not the one looking for you! The other girls are. Apparently you did a great job organizing the entertainment for the fair and they need your ideas."

"What?"

"Did I stu stu stutter? They sent me to look for you." Chiharu enhanced her ferocity with an almost perpetual snarl.

"Let me go."

"Just come."

Sakura struggled to escape Chiharu's grip but when she did, she pushed Chiharu against a nearby locker "Leave me alone."

She took a step back then started to walk away. Chiharu quickly walked passed her and stood in front of her.

"That really hurt you little bitch!"

Sakura thrust Chiharu with both of her hands "Don't call me that! You're the bitch, you pretended to like me all these years and you…from all people betrayed me!"

Chiharu tried to catch her balance as her feet automatically took steps back "You won anyway right. You can now sleep well at night." Chiharu looked into Sakura's eyes then abruptly slapped her on the cheek.

Sakura glared at Chiharu as the pain soared on her left cheek. She growled and pulled Chiharu's hair—from there on came screams, shouts and cries. "Whore!" "Slut!"

Chiharu managed to get the upper hand and slammed Sakura's head against the locker. She looked into Sakura's eyes and muttered "What's the matter with you…I can't believe you're fighting back and you…." Chiharu stopped talking when she saw tears in Sakura's eyes.

She felt the sudden need to comfort her. It came as a major surprise to her considering how much she thought she despised Sakura. She had used Syaoran as an excuse to betray her. The truth was, she was envious of the emerald eyed beauty. She recalled that from the time she met Sakura, she had always been overshadowed as 'the friend'. The less perfect one; the one who is trying but can't do it. The one who can't live up to Sakura's standards. It was like having your skin peeled off yet not feeling the pain. No matter how hard she tried, Sakura was still the ultimate overachiever.

She made up lies about her and used her time trying to find ways to bring her down. Not all of it was about popularity; it was about achievement and feeling like you have a purpose. A time came when she realized that it was not Sakura's fault. It was her fault for not being smart enough, pretty enough and creative—she concluded. By then it was too late, she had already betrayed Sakura and she was too ashamed to apologize. It attacked her like a parasite every single day. If she decided to be nice to Sakura, people would see that she was only a fake.

Tears filled her eyes as she stared at Sakura. Her heart beat like a drum. There were so many things she wanted to tell Sakura.

"I sorry." She muttered.

Sakura looked up "Sorry?"

Chiharu nodded "For everything I've done to you. Sometimes I find it hard to love myself because I'm not like you. You have the whole school at your feet, a boyfriend, great friends and family. The world belongs to you. I'm nothing." She released Sakura and took a step back.

Sakura struggled to catch her breath "That's not true." She muttered underneath warm breath. "My family is not great, it's completely broken and I probably don't have a boyfriend anymore. And great friends, you were my great friends, you, Naoko and Rika. I like the way things were. I was never that open with you guys but your friendship meant the world to me."

"Oh please, you're even good at making people feel sorry for you. It's hard to admit but, I've always been jealous. You might not have seen it that way but I always viewed you as competition. I really wanted to be Head Cheerleader but you beat me to it in junior high. When I ran for class president you beat me two times in a row and made me vice president because you felt sorry for me. You managed to even get a boyfriend and your first kiss before me." She was smiling but there were still tears falling from her eyes.

"But you once said you kissed Takashi and you went out too."

She cleared her throat "I lied; Takashi thinks we're just friends."

"Chiharu, I didn't know you felt that way. You shouldn't, I've always thought you were a great person. You were always there for me and you're the most funniest and down to earth person I know. Syaoran once told me that not everything has to be perfect."

Chiharu hugged Sakura and she hugged back. The girls looked at each other then laughed. Sakura's hair was sticking out and her uniform was all wrinkled up. Chiharu's hair hung loose over her shoulders and her face was red. They decided to walk to the gym together.

"I don't mean to intrude or anything but why were you crying?"

"I think Syaoran just broke up with me." She said biting her words.

"But why?"

"He's leaving and he wants us to be together and he thinks marriage is the only solution. I'm only eighteen years old, I really love him but I don't want to get married now."

"He's impulsive isn't he?"

She nodded "A little. We've been doing horrible; we haven't had a decent conversation since…" she paused as red streaks crawled up to her face.

Chiharu smirked; she sensed what Sakura was trying to say. She pondered for a second then held her hand to her chin "That can't be. You're going to prom with him."

Sakura sighed heavily "That's not happening. I think he's lost his mind or we just don't understand each other the way we used to. I love him and I will miss him, I don't even know if I can live without him but that's not enough for him. He hates me."

"Did he say that?"

"Not exactly."

"You must tell him how you feel. You owe it to him."

"It's too late now and I'm disappointed at how tragic it all turned out."

"That's messed up. Listen, he'll come around. True love always comes back. High school is almost over and prom is coming. Let's make it the time of our lives."

"I don't think I'm going to prom."

Chiharu's eyes were filled with joy "Yes you are." She said excited. She changed her mood in order to cheer Sakura up "If my memory serves me right, you wanted to go as Helen of Sparta. The face that launched a thousand ships which makes Syaoran your Greek lover"

Sakura shook her head "You don't understand I'm not going and Syaoran doesn't like proms anyway. He once told me that he didn't care about social events."

"He's changed hasn't he? I'm going as Juliet and my date—Takashi, if he says yes will be Romeo."

"There is no point. I will not go with anyone else."

"Look, the way I see it, you have three weeks and I'm sure you'll be able to settle it. You and I are friends again so there must be hope for you and Syaoran too."

………………………….

Almost two weeks and four days had passed, two days till prom. It was an unpromising spring; they did not utter a word to each other. It was like they never knew each other at all. She'd spend her days studying for exams and designing her dress for prom with Tomoyo. Words could not describe how much she missed him. She aspired for his company more than anything she had ever known.

She used up endless nights crying, hoping that he would tap on her window and sweep her off her feet. It was her fault too, she was too afraid to approach him. She did not want to see him fearing that their eyes would meet and she would die inside. Sometimes when he was not looking, she would watch him from the corner of her eye. Even when they were in the same room she missed him.

He'd look in the mirror every morning trying to compose the perfect words to tell her. Each time she was near he would get so nervous that sometimes he'd hide from her.

Tomoyo decided to trap him in an empty classroom and investigate what was keeping him from fighting for her.

"I said a lot of thing I shouldn't have said to her. Now will you get out of my way?" He demanded to Tomoyo who was standing in the middle of the door.

"But you love her."

"Yes! I'm leaving after prom night, things are better that way. It would hurt to say goodbye and if we get back together it will only hurt more to leave her."

"Why don't you tell her that!?"

"Because I've hurt her enough, I know she hates me now. I'm the idiot who tried to keep her but only drove her away. I'm surprised her brother hasn't kicked my ass yet." There was desperation in his tone.

"He's busy; he's expecting a baby so he's working overtime." Tomoyo said with a vivid picture of Toya in her mind.

"So how is Sakura?" He's eyes softened.

"She's well, but you know how Sakura can be sometimes."

He smiled at the thought of her "She's probably all smiles, pretending to carry on with her life. She's pretty good at it but I can tell, I can always tell when she's going through something unpleasant."

"You really miss her huh?"

He gently pushed Tomoyo out of the way and smirked "Don't tell her that though. Tell her I still love her."

"You should tell her." Tomoyo could not help but feel sympathy for the couple. She wished she could open his eyes so that he could see that holding back is a mistake. He did not supply a reply.

……………………………….

On the afternoon before the day of Prom, Sakura walked through the empty hallway on the first floor of the school complex. Mrs. Kamiya, the literature teacher had requested to see her concerning her application for journalism at Tokyo University. She stood at the door and before she could twist the door knob, she heard Syaoran's voice coming from the other side. She wanted to walk away at first but found herself drawn to the conversation. She fixed her ear to the door and listened.

"There, I'm done." Syaoran's voice sounded off.

"Thank you for doing this for me and for coming early. You really are good at it." Mrs. Kamiya said.

"It's nothing."

"I know you were worried at first about your peers finding out."

"No, it's fine, really. It's my pleasure."

Sakura gasped, "What does she mean by it? Oh no, is Syaoran…is Syaoran sleeping with Mrs. Kamiya."

Suddenly the door opened. Syaoran was standing in front of her looking into her eyes. He was puzzled and nervous all at once.

"You were listening?" He asked, his tone emphasized discomfiture.

Sakura took a step back, her mouth was wide open and her feet were shaking "I can't believe you."

She ran off and this time he ran after her. She suddenly disappeared and he was left in an empty hallway by himself.

"What's wrong with her, did I do something wrong? I didn't say anything that can possibly make her retreat the way she did. Mrs. Kamiya was only thanking me for tutoring her son in mathematics and for setting extra work for him…I don't understand her."

When he was about to turn away he saw a blue envelop on the floor. A familiar envelop. He had wanted to open it since the minute he saw it. He picked it up. He decided not to read it…at first, so he kept it in his bag the whole day. At night, a different thought crossed his mind.

Questions she left unanswered. The real reason why she was in tears the first time they met. Everything he did not know about her was in that letter. Trying hard to brush off the guilt he opened the envelop. It was not sealed so it would be easy for him to give it back.

My Daughter Sakura,

This letter explains everything. The content in it is the truth. Each word will break you but I've decided to give it to you. As you become a woman, I know that you will wonder about me. You will ask your father why he made you believe I died that day I left home. Do not hate your father for this, it is not his fault. It is mine and I've granted him the right to give you this letter when he feels like you are ready. How does one tell their child that they were not fit to be a mother? That is how it was like for me when I had you. I underwent depression when you were born, I could not stand myself and I could not stand my own child. I could not feed you, hold you in my arms or even look at you. What kind of mother hates her own child? I'd ask myself frequently. I thought things would change after I got help but nothing did. I would spend endless hours trying to avoid you and your brother. Your father tried his best. I am not proud of myself. I pushed everyone away including your father. You believed I was dead because I'm barely in your memories…if you think hard, you won't really find me there. So, I left. I did not tell anyone where I was going. You were four back then. I needed something new; I needed a new identity, a new start. I believe your father would raise you and your brother well.

Your Mother Nadeshiko

Syaoran gasped after reading the letter. Everything made sense. He looked at the friendship bracelet she gave him for his birthday. It was the nicest gesture of affection he had received from anyone in a long time. It had been her way of telling him she cares. Now it was time to give back.

He knocked on the baby blue door early morning the next day. Anxiety built up in the pit of his stomach as he waited for her to open the door.

"Not you." She said her eyes half closed. Her clothes were craggy and her hair was disheveled—it reminded him of his own hair.

"Come with me." He demanded.

She pouted her eyes turned sharply towards him "No."

"You must, we don't have the whole day." He said reaching for her hand.

She pulled away before he could touch her "I'm not going any where with you Syaoran. I have a busy day ahead of me so I'd really appreciate it if you'd just leave."

"But Sakura."

She looked at him, stiff lines were on her forehead and her eyes were dark with despise. "Listen you! I said no and…"

Her words were cut off when he grabbed her waist and carried her over his shoulder.

"Put me down!" Sakura yelled and screamed but he only tightened his grip on her. She tightened her fingers into a fist and started to punch his back. "Let me go you bastard!"

He carried her up to his car and shoved her in. She tried to escape but he locked the doors and started the car quickly before she could move. She soon accepted the fact that she was trapped but she refused to talk or look at him.

"You sure put up a fight." He told her making a right turn. There was a smirk on his face, it made her disgusted.

She remained silent.

"We're going to Utsunomiya to visit your mother."

Her jaw dropped. She grabbed the stirring wheel yelling "No, I want to go home!"

He pushed her away and she fell back on her seat "You don't know anything about my mother, she's dead."

"Is that what you want everyone to believe? I know she's not."

Her eyes quickly became teary "You can't, I didn't want anyone to find out."

He tightened his grip on the stirring wheel "Why not? You couldn't even trust me and I…" he paused and his jaw tightened "I can't believe you'd hide something that means so much to you."

"Your situation is different from mine."

He shook his head and took a quick look at her "Let's get this straight…"

"How did you know then." She interrupted fastening her seat belt.

"I have your letter; you dropped it yesterday when you ran off."

Sakura gaped at him "And you read it? You're so nosy. That letter is personal."

"Don't lecture me about being nosy. What the hell were you doing listening on me and Mrs. Kamiya's conversation?"

"Why, afraid I'll tell people about your affair."

He looked at her surprised then back at the road "Affair, what the hell are you talking about?"

"I've seen the way she looks at you. It's only obvious that from all students she'd pick you and you took her with open arms."

"Huh?" he was even more confused.

"I know you're having sex with Mrs. Kamiya."

Syaoran's mouth opened then he burst into sheer laughter. Tears came into his eyes and he held his hand to his stomach. He laughed so hard his jaw began to hurt.

"Me and Mrs. Kamiya? Is that why you were angry at me Yesterday?"

"Yes!" She said a little confused.

"You can relax, I'm not. For starters she's married and she's thirty. I was tutoring her 10 year old son Keitaru, he's horrible at math."

Sakura's face turned bright red. She turned her face aside and looked out the window "I…I'm sorry for jumping into conclusions."

A moment passed by before he looked at her and said coolly "I'm sorry for everything. I was a jerk."

She looked at him then looked up at the narrow road. She wanted him to say more but he left her in the dark instead.

"Why do you want me to visit her? You read the letter, she hates me. There must be something wrong with me for my mother to abandon me. That is why I was crying. When we first met, I had just received this letter from my father. I've read it a million times; it's so hard for me to believe."

"I'm sure it was not her intention to make you feel this way. She was sick at the time. I did some research on depression and what she did is understandable."

"What about me? I needed a mother, it would have been better if she died than abandon me. I feel like I was nothing but a mistake to her. I was happier thinking she was dead. My father always ignored me, I think it's because I reminded him of her. He's been so lonely ever since."

"You must talk to her, tell her how you feel."

Tears threaten to fall but she was able to quickly absorb them "I can't! I hate her!"

"For years, I've hated my father. I've always felt like he abandoned us. Because of you, I learnt to forgive him and things are better now. You taught me not to look for the worst in people and that everyone deserves a second chance. Don't you think your mother deserves that too."

She said nothing.

They reached her house early afternoon. It was an old style Japanese house covered with ivy, flowerpots in the alley and a big tree. A train track ran behind the building.

They were able to stop at a shop and get Sakura better clothing. They had been in the car for nearly 10 minutes and Sakura had no intention of coming out. He tried to place his arm on her shoulder but immediately pulled away.

"Interesting neighborhood, I like it." He said happily.

"Come with me." Her voice was soft with a hint of fear.

"Alright."

They rang the door. He heard was beating uncontrollably and she though she was going to faint. A little boy opened. He stared at them then smiled.

"Hello." He said. When Sakura looked at him, she skipped a heart beat. He looked just like her mother. He appeared to be nine and from the sound of his voice, he was witty.

"Hi." Sakura hesitated.

"Is…is Nadeshiko home?"

"Yes." The boy said then yelled "Mom! Someone is here to see you."

The boy disappeared. Syaoran could tell that she was trying to control her tears and that she was even more hurt. He placed a comforting hand on her shoulder "You can do it."

She nodded absently.

"I'm sorry about my son, can I help…" the woman stopped when her eyes met Sakura. She held her hand to her heart barely able to sustain her breathing.

"Mother?" Sakura broke down in tears. She looked the same; time did not wither her beautiful appearance. Her hair was still long and fair—nothing changed.

"Sakura…where did…" she looked like she was going to faint.

"You probably weren't expecting this but…" Sakura looked cross her shoulder to Syaoran and her tears evaporated "I had to see you. I received your letter last year; it made me feel worthless and unloved. I know what you were going though was hard but did you have to leave me? I need you there for me. I'm alright though, I have people who care about me and if you don't it's fine."

"I do." The woman said softly "You've grown up to be such a beautiful woman." She wiped the tears from her eyes "I always knew that Fujitaka would raise you well. Come in."

Sakura looked at Syaoran, uncertainly stained on her face. He gave her an encouraging node. She averted her gaze to her mother then nervously walked in.

…………………….

Syaoran had been waiting for nearly two hours. He fell asleep in the back seat. When Sakura came back, she sat in the passenger seat and sighed.

"How was it?"

She turned to look at him. A weak smile was on her lips and slight sadness in her eyes. "It's all too much to swallow right now." Her smile slightly widened "…but I'll be fine. I'm just glad I came. We still have many things to talk about but I think I'll be able to let her in my heart."

He nodded then smiled at her. Her happiness was as imperative to him as the air he breathed.

They reached her house at six thirty. He parked on the road side. There were no other cars in sight, and they were quiet until Sakura looked at him heartily.

"Thank you, for this."

"It's nothing; you did the same for me. You freed me from my past."

She wanted to say it, it was on the tip of her tongue "I love you Syaoran." Instead she opened the door and smiled "Are you going to prom?"

"No, I'm leaving tomorrow morning. I have a lot of packing to do. Mom left for Hong Kong yesterday." He remerged with the plastic smile "And besides, I don't 'do' proms"

"What about graduation?"

"My father is getting married the same day, Roxanne made him change the date. He says he'll ask the school to mail my diploma."

"So you're not going to be there." She said despondently.

He nodded. His eyes were burning bright and his hands trembled. "I guess this is goodbye Sakura."

A wave of fear nearly choked her; she could not speak "Goodbye! It can't be! I hope tomorrow never comes"

She swallowed hard. "Goodbye then." Each word inflicted pain. Her mind searched for answers that would haunt her. She was ready to step out of the car when his hand closed on her wrist.

"Please stay."

"I can't." she hide her tears from him. It would hurt to see his face once more. She had to get away while she still had the chance. Letting go was too hard of a thing to do.

He released her and she walked away. He watched her until she disappeared into the house. He observed the house as the lights from her bedroom came on. He could see her shadow lurk in the bright light. She was out of reach now and forever. When the time came he drove away.

I asked her to stay but she wouldn't listen

She left before I had the chance to say

Oh

The words that would mend the things that were broken

But now it's far too late, she's gone away

He spent every minute thinking of her. He thought of her face when she smiled, how her eyes would light up. Her happiness made him want to be in her presence, always. He placed a neatly folded pile of clothes into his suitcase.

-- (Flash back) --

"Why do you always try to push me away? Don't you think you're good enough for me?"

He took a deep breath "I don't know." He said softly.

"You just said we were made for each other—we dream like one, we take breaths like one, now you're telling me you don't know. Do you think I'm going to run away because of that?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't you. Why would you believe me when everyone else refuses to?"

She laid a hand on his shoulder "Because it is not your fault. It happened, you can't change anything, you can only move on. When I see you I only see someone who wants to be loved. You know I believe in you, stop blaming yourself."

His eyes broadened at the comforting statement. He swallowed back all doubtfulness as she slowly snuck her hands around his waist.

"I don't care…I love you Syaoran." Her tone was soft and childish like.

---(End of flash back)---

"I miss you Sakura." He sat on the edge of his bed and stared at the friendship bracelet she gave him. "I have to be with you tonight." He stood up abruptly. He grabbed his coat and ran out of the front door.

Every night you cry yourself to sleep

Thinking: "Why does this happen to me?

Why does every moment have to be so hard?"

Hard to believe that

It's not over tonight

Just give me one more chance to make it right

I may not make it through the night

I won't go home without you

"He's not coming and he's going tomorrow." Sakura explained sitting at a table with Tomoyo. "I should have said something."

Tomoyo sighed. She was aware that if anything was going to bring Syaoran and Sakura back together, it was destiny.

They sat at a table alone while other students were dancing and taking pictures. It was a spectacular scene. The lighting was significant; it made the atmosphere look like a beautiful summer night where a blue moon was covering the earth like a blanket. A band was playing in the back ground and all the tables had white table cloths and roses.

Sakura looked magnificent in a white empire waist gown that fell gently to the floor. She had a tiny gold crown in her hair and added auburn extensions that made her hair appear long and curly.

Tomoyo dressed up as Cleopatra, since Eriol could not make it, she accepted an offer from a boy called Daniel who had been her lab partner for two years.

"Why don't you go dance with him?" Sakura said pointing her eyes at Daniel who was talking to his friends.

"But…" she sighed "I imagined us with the guys of our dreams."

"It's prom night, you should be having fun."

"So should you."

Sakura smiled "I'll be alright now get out of here."

"I'm not okay; I don't think I'll ever be." There was a battle between her heart and her mind. She could not grasp the smile for long.

She rested her hands on the table and tapped her fingers. Another disaster—she never suspected prom would be so mind-numbing.

The taste of your breath, I'll never get over

The noises that you made kept me awake

Oh

The weight of things that remained unspoken

Built up so much it crushed us everyday

Syaoran ran to the main entrance. His heart was beating like he had been running a marathon for days.

"Your ticket please?" A girl blocking the entrance asked scrutinizing him with her eyes. He was not in the right attire—Jeans, t-shirt, a jacket and converse sneakers. She averted her gaze to the clip board.

"Uh…I think I might have lost it." He lied.

"Party crashers are not allowed in."

Syaoran rolled his eyes "I'm not a party crasher, I go here!" he yelled at her.

She heaved sighed "If you have no ticket you can't get in."

Syaoran sighed heavily. He ran his fingers through his hair frustrated. All he could think about was being with her.

Every night you cry yourself to sleep

Thinking: "Why does this happen to me?

Why does every moment have to be so hard?"

Hard to believe that

"Okay…what if I pay you."

She looked at him then looked around "What's your offer?"

After brief negotiations Syaoran was allowed in. The place was packed. He tried to stand on his toes but he could not see her. Aggravated, he walked past people calling out her name "Sakura, Sakura…"

It's not over tonight

Just give me one more chance to make it right

I may not make it through the night

I won't go home without you

"I can swear I heard Syaoran call my name…I've lost my mind." Before she could close her eyes she saw him slowly approaching her. At first she sat frozen, stunned and confused. Then he smiled at her and that was when she knew.

He let out his hand "Would you like to dance to me."

"Yes."

It's not over tonight

Just give me one more chance to make it right

I may not make it through the night

I won't go home without you

Her head was on his shoulder. Her eyes were closed as she moved smoothly to the rhythm of the music. Her heart was next to his. He held her gently in his arms. His precious Sakura.

"I love you." He whispered in her ear "I'm so scared of what the future holds. I'm afraid of my life without you."

"Me too."

"But I know now. I have to let you go and you will…you'll come back to me Sakura." His voice began to crack."

She rubbed her head against his shoulder.

Of all the things I felt but never really shown

Perhaps the worst is that I ever let you go

I should not ever let you go, oh oh oh

"I've wanted to touch you and talk to you but my feelings about leaving you got in the way. I'm sorry for not being understanding. You mean the world to me."

"Syaoran."

"Wait…" he tightened the grip he had around her waist "You look so beautiful and I want this moment to last forever."

She slowly opened her eyes "I'm sorry too. I'm always scared of getting hurt. I'll miss you."

It's not over tonight

Just give me one more chance to make it right

I may not make it through the night

I won't go home without you

He slowly let her go. She withdrew her head and looked into his eyes. "Can I make one thing clear?"

She nodded.

"I was bitter but my feelings for you did not change, not for a second…."

It's not over tonight

Just give me one more chance to make it right

I may not make it through the night

I won't go home without you

And I won't go home without you

And I won't go home without you

And I won't go home without you

"…I don't want you to go." Her tone crumbled at the touch of each word.

"And I don't want you to cry for me. Remember I made a promise to you."

Sakura absorbed his words. They were tattooed in her mind and she would never forget them. All she wanted was there and then and all the words she needed hear.

…………………………….

He opened his eyes; he could still feel her in his arms. Her delicate frame lay peacefully under his gentle embrace. The sheets left her shoulders bare and she grasped tightly unto them. He buried his head in her neck then kissed her shoulder.

Sakura opened her eyes and flushed coyly. He ran a playful finger down her spine causing her to recoil. She released a short laugh then said tiredly "Hey, that tickles."

She turned around and looked up at him. "Shouldn't you be packing?"

He stroked her hair "I don't want to move off this bed yet. I want to hold you some more and kiss you some more and…" he nibbled on her ear and whispered "It's just not fair."

"1 hour more won't hurt." She said under his ministration "When's your flight?"

"In one hour."

"Syaoran, aren't you scared your going to miss your flight?"

He kissed her lips "Uh, it's your entire fault for being so damn irresistible. Aren't you glad we did this…again and again and again…"

Sakura blushed. "Yes."

She could not think of words to describe what was shared between them the night before. Her mind with flooded with memories of love and fulfillment.

She took his lips and teased him by gently stroking her lips with his then abruptly pulled him closer for an intense French kiss.

It had been a night to remember.

After awhile the sound of a horn from outside interrupted them. Syaoran sighed irritated.

"Who's that?"

"My driver." He reluctantly let her go and started to quickly trousers on.

Reality hit again, he was leaving. She had forgotten the meaning of his departure. She wondered if she could stand alone and if she was really going to be alright. He left the room in order to go speak to the driver.

She stepped off the bed and picked up her dress. Tears filled her eyes then spilled down her cheeks. She covered her body with the sheets and dropped the dress. He walked in and hurried to the chest of drawers.

"He says he'll wait for me but I only have fifteen minutes to pack. I'll be lucky if I catch the flight." He pulled out all of his clothes and tossed them on the floor. He looked at her and stopped what he was doing.

"What's the matter?"

She stood up "I'll come with you." The tears had dried from her eyes "I can start packing, as long as we're together right?"

"And College?"

"You're idea was great, we can both go to England."

"And your father, I think you two have a lot of catching up to do, and your mother too."

"I…" words stuck to her throat.

He ambled close to her and held her shoulders "Don't throw your dreams away. I love you so I'll let you go…for now so you can fulfill your dreams and when you're done we can finish from where we left off. I'm lucky to have met you." He smiled at her then pulled her into his arms.

Though she had accepted the fate, she couldn't help but cry anyway.

"Please hold me for the last time."

………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….

One year and six months

"He's gone….he left, sometimes it feels like he was never here. So here I am still alive, still standing. There is not a day that goes by when I don't long for him. I wonder where he is whose he's with…does he think about me. He tries his best to call as much as possible but things couldn't help but change. I tell him I miss him and he simply masks his feeling with a simple joke. I think of us…I think about me and how I've changed. You never know who you will meet and who will make a difference in your life but he…he did more than that. He taught me how to love someone with passion and integrity; he will always be the boy that saved me."

Sakura closed the pages of her diary when there was a knock on her door.

"Come in." she said while opening a nearby drawer and placing her diary in it.

"Can I use your room? I need to change this little guys diaper."

"Sure."

Nakuru was holding Yukiru in her hands; Yukiru is Touya and Nakuru's 1 year old son. He was looking at Sakura excited. Nakuru walked in and carefully laid the baby on Sakura's bed.

"You sure are something." Nakuru started paying close attention to her mission.

"I wouldn't go that far."

"Don't be so modest. It's great that you were able to bring your whole family together for Christmas. Who would have thought?"

She smiled "It was nothing, Mom was hard to convince but she came around. Tomoyo was excited when I told her Eriol was going to be here."

"And your boyfriend?"

Sakura stood up and walked to the window she took a deep breath and replied calmly.

"He's parents got back together so this is their first Christmas together as a family. We're spending this summer together; he promised to come to Japan."

"You must be excited."

Sakura had a vivid image of him in her mind. She relaxed her shoulder and flushed coyly "You have no idea."

………………………………………………………………THE END………………………………………………………………

A/N: Sad isn't it,(sorry, they don't get married, most of you wanted them to) the ending makes room for a sequel and maybe one day I'll write one—I am tempted to write an epilogue on all the scenes I cut out and the summer the couple meets again (sigh), anyway. I know it was long and hopefully no one got tired but I just had to fit this all in plus I had to cut many scenes T.T, I'm sad it didn't turn out how I panned but that would have meant another chapter and I don't have time to write one right now. I hope it was some what satisfying and sorry for any errors. Special thanks to:

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