Hi there, so, this is the last chapter for Love Me Again, I hope you guys review…

Requests for a sequel are always welcomed. Depends on how many people want it, of course.

Disclaimer: I don't own Card Captor Sakura

Chapter 12

Normal POV

Once again, the rain has fallen.

Sakura looked up at the sky as she walked towards the school, her dress was almost completely soaked.

Just like the day Meiling first came to our school and announced the she and Syaoran are engaged…just that this time…Eriol won't be here, he won't be coming here to comfort me again like last time. No one would…because I've hurt them…all of them…

Sakura slumped on the wall and slowly sat on the floor. She had reached her classroom blindly, all drenched. Darkness. That was all there is in the classroom. The only lights came from the hallways and the windows which came from the prom in the gym.

"I love him…I still do…" Sakura whispered in a choked voice, she brought her hands to her face, tears spilling through.

Everything…She began to question herself once again. Was I lying to myself when I said I loved Eriol? I love him, but I love Syaoran more…Had I just been using Eriol all the time? She recalled her selfish thought – "I still have Eriol"

"I—" she said aloud.

But she was cut off when the door beside her slid open. Sakura looked up though her teary eyes. She couldn't see who it was since the bright light behind that person blinded her. She instead blurted out the name she was hoping would come for her.

"Syao—"

Before she could complete his name, she was hugged tightly. Sakura's eyes widen. This warmth…this scent… She cried even more. "Syaoran."

Syaoran stroked Sakura's damp hair, and hugged her shivering form tightly. He wanted to approach her slowly at first since she was supposed to hate him, but seeing her looking scared, seeing her shiver like that…seeing her look so destroyed…

"Sakura…" he breathed out, his voice was full of worry and anxiety.

This feeling, this warmth, this gentleness. He had longed for this for quite a while. His life was such an ordeal being unable to touch her, to be there for her, to be the one to catch her falling tears. He had once vowed to himself to beat the crap out of the person who makes Sakura cry. But, how does that apply when he, himself, is the one who made her cry?

"I…Sakura…" Syaoran began, but he stopped when Sakura hugged him back.

"I'm sorry," she cried, "Syaoran, I'm sorry!" she buried her face to his chest as she cried.

This is what feels right. I belong here, I belong in Syaoran's arms, surrounded by his gentleness that will fight the world alongside me…

"Shh," Syaoran murmured, stroking her hair once again, "You sound like you're in the verge of hysterics," he whispered, chuckling shortly. "You don't have to apologize, Sakura."

Sakura gripped his tux, she could feel that it was also damp, but not as damp as her dress. Just slight. She wanted to apologize more, but it won't get anywhere. There are several questions in her head, like, why is Syaoran here? Isn't he supposed to be with Meiling? Isn't Meiling in love with Syaoran? How could she let him come here just like that?

"Why…why are you here, Syaoran?" Sakura asked, her tone wasn't angry or annoyed; she just wanted to know…

But Syaoran took it the wrong way. "I…I know I've hurt you and I have no right to be here beside you," he pulled Sakura away from his body so he could see her; the light from the door he opened illuminated her face. "I know I've caused you so much pain…"

"Syaoran…"

"Let me finish." Syaoran requested, bringing a hand up, begging Sakura to let him continue. He needs to explain himself now, he never tried to hear his explanations, and this time, he's going to let her hear it, it seems like they were both misunderstood certain critical areas. "But let me answer your question first, I'm here, because I love you and because I'm worried about you."

He smiled at Sakura. Syaoran leaned his back on the wall and from the floor, he looked outside the window, seeing the dark star-filled sky. He placed a hand on top of Sakura's as he stared outside. Sakura remained quiet, fulfilling his request.

"I love you Sakura, and that hasn't changed. It hasn't wavered. Meiling…" he paused, feeling Sakura's hand freeze, he sighed, "I don't have feelings for her except as a friend." Syaoran looked at Sakura, who was facing him, but she was looking at the floor.

"Hey," he said softly, using his free hand to tilt her chin, letting him see her face.

"Your engagement…" Sakura murmured, still unable to look at him in the eye.

"Cancelled."

"Meiling…?" she said, finally looking at him. She made the mistake of looking at him in the eyes. Because as soon as she made contact with his chocolate eyes, all contradictions drained out from her mind. All she could think of was him. Syaoran. How she loves him. Unconsciously, Sakura leaned in and gently kissed him.

Syaoran didn't take a while to react, since he's been thinking of doing that. This time, he gently brought his hand at the back of her head and pulled her closer. He brought his other hand to his cheek, stroking it. He watched her as her eyes closed, though he wanted to kiss longer, he pulled away.

"Sakura," he murmured, "I love you."

"Syaoran… I love you too, but…I can't…"

"Why?"

"Because Meiling is in love with you, even if you don't feel the same way for her."

Syaoran blinked. Then he blinked again.

"Syaoran…" Sakura said uncomfortably.

Then he suddenly laughed aloud, he looked away from Sakura and laughed harder, as he raised his head in laughter, his head bumped the wall—hard.

"Ouch," he said while laughed, rubbing his head.

Sakura looked away, a hurt expression on her face.

"Sorry, sorry." Syaoran said, trying to talk seriously again, "I'm really sorry," he said. "It's just that…Meiling…being in love with me is just so hilarious. Couldn't you sense our hate towards each other? Wait, I guess you can't since you haven't figured that out yet. But you see Sakura," he said, looking at her intensely. "She's in love with someone else."

"Someone…else...?"

Syaoran shook his head, "This is why everything is a misunderstanding. But let's clear one thing at a time. Sakura, I need to know," he said, gently stroking her cheek again, "Do you," he swallowed, "Do you really love Eriol?" the last three words came out in a whisper, as if he's afraid to say it out loud.

"I…" Sakura debated internally, What should I tell him? Should I just be honest? Or… I should be honest with him… "I love him. I really do. But I'm confused. Whenever you're around or not, I still keep on thinking about you…"

"I guess, it can't be helped if you're really in love with Eriol too, I can wait."

"No."

"You're not going to give me a chance are you?" he murmured.

"No!" from her sitting position beside him, Sakura kneeled. She brought both hands on the sides of his face. "No, you don't have to wait, Syaoran, I…you're the one whom I want to be with…"

"Sakura…"

"I wonder how they are doing…" Tomoyo said, standing beside Eriol, they were both on one side of the gym, Tomoyo was sitting down on a chair while Eriol leaned on the wall.

"They'll be fine." Eriol said shortly.

Tomoyo tilted her head to be able to see him. She couldn't read his expression at all. Was he jealous? Was he worried? She wanted to ask, but thought better of it. If she's hurting with him beside her, how else? He could be hurting more without Sakura beside him.

"Sorry…" Tomoyo murmured.

Eriol looked at her with surprise. "Tomoyo?"

She looked at him sadly then she turned to watch those who were already dancing on the dance floor. "Nothing," she said aloud.

"Boy, who would've thought all we've been hearing was clearly a misunderstanding." Eriol sighed.

"I didn't realize Syaoran's mother is really scary…"

"I guess she was the hindrance from the very start, that's why this mess was created."

"But wouldn't you be happier?"

Eriol looked at Tomoyo, whose back was to him. He shook his head, "I wouldn't want something that would hurt Sakura even if it's the price of my own happiness."

"You're…so unselfish…" Tomoyo murmured.

They were silent for a while, watching the other couples dancing intimately on the dance floor, their body smoothly following the mellow beat of the song.

"Do you…want to dance?" Eriol asked after a while.

Tomoyo closed her eyes and opened them widely, she looked at Eriol with surprise, her mouth forming a small delicate o.

He looked at her sheepishly, "Just to get things out of my mind, I hope you don't mind. And I'm sure I'm going to be depressed the whole night."

Tomoyo nodded understandingly, "Alright… how come, you're so sure Sakura will take Syaoran's hand once more?" Tomoyo asked, unmoving from her seat as Eriol stood in front of her.

Eriol shrug, "I just know. Don't you think so too? Syaoran is really the one Sakura wants to be with. They're made for each other. I realized that all too late, or maybe I was just trying to blind myself since that fact is pretty obvious from the start, oh whatever," Eriol ran his fingers through his blue hair, "I guess I've just seen my fair share of hell,"

"I…" Tomoyo began, hesitating. My feelings will only be here, growing and growing. I have to tell him, this way I can tell myself to stop falling for him while I can…

"Tomoyo?" he watched her worriedly, seeing her space out from time to time.

Tomoyo looked directly into his eyes, she bit her bottom lip, "I like you, Eriol."

Eriol stood in front of her, unmoving. Tomoyo began to count in her head at the same time she was anxious to hear his reply.

"Tomoyo…" his face still expressionless.

"I know." Tomoyo sighed, she looked down, "I know that what I'm doing is completely crazy, and I know that you are in love with my best friend. And I know that this is wrong. And I'm sorry." Tomoyo clenched her hands, even though she knew what the out coming would be, it still hurts…

"I'm sorry…" Eriol whispered.

"Don't." Tomoyo murmured, tears involuntarily falling from her eyes.

"I really am," he said softly, "I think you're really wonderful Tomoyo, I want to keep that friendship with you, but I can't get over Sakura immediately..."

"I know..." Tomoyo wiped her tears, "I...I hope we become great friends then," she smiled at Eriol.

"So…his name is…XinWei?" Sakura said in a soft voice, tears still slowly falling down off her cheeks, she leaned her head on Syaoran's chest as he hugged her.

"Yes." Syaoran answered shortly. He wanted to cherish this quiet moment with her, absorb every detail about her, her voice, her smell, her tone…

"Your mother—"

"Is no longer a problem. She can't do anything to you, or me, Sakura. We can be together…"

"I'm sorry…" Sakura apologized for the nth time. She didn't know what to say. She had clearly misunderstood everything. She was so ashamed of not giving Syaoran another chance. To let him explain his side…

"It's okay," Syaoran murmured, stroking her hair, "What's important is that everything's been cleared up and I get to be with you."

"But…I can't just leave everything. All the mess I've done up until now…"

"Eriol will understand." Syaoran said, instantly understanding what she meant.

"I still…need to talk to him…can we…" Sakura trailed off, looking up towards the window.

Syaoran shook his head in dismay and sighed. He gently moved Sakura and heaved himself up, pulling her along with him, "Alright, let's go."

"Ji Mei…" Meiling said anxiously, she looked around the dimly lit dance floor.

"Calm, Meiling," her friend, Ji Mei, said with a heavy Chinese accent. "He'll come."

"Are you sure? He could've taken my rejection to heart."

Ji Mei rolled her eyes, "It's your fault. Saying you miss him. And then saying to him, you don't want see Sinwei. Very bad, you. Making Sinwei very confused. Good thing he know how to think right unlike his girlfriend."

(Chinese talking manner. That's how people perceive their way of talking. Though a lot of Chinese may speak that way, NOTE: I AM Chinese, but I have great English and a British accent –mending-haha.)

"It's just that, my mind wasn't working right. How could I? When I want him to stay away so that he'll be fine and safe from the evil Yelan, and at the same time, I want him to be with me. Beside me. Telling me that he loves me once again." Meiling closed her eyes frustratedly.

Ji Mei giggled and turned around, leaving.

"Ji Mei!" Meiling moaned, "Where are you going?"

"You not want to know." She turned around to grin at her once again and slowly nodded her head for no apparent reason, and she disappeared into the sea of crowds.

Meiling pouted as she craned her neck, trying to search for her best friend again, but all she could see were the two schools mingling with each other. She sighed as she gave up.

"Ni wei shen me chen men?" (Why are you sad?)

Meiling turned around and gasped, covering her mouth with her hand. Tears instantly formed in her eyes. In front of her is the boy she loves. An authentic Chinese looking boy with dark black hair. "Xin Wei…" she murmured.

The boy grinned at her, "Ni hao?" (How are you?)

Meiling instantly hugged him as he gently wrapped his arms around her. She cried over his shoulders, "Zhen de shi ni." (It's really you.)

Xin Wei gently pulled Meiling from him and he stared into her eyes, like a man falling in love for the first time, staring deeply into the eyes of the one he loves, as if he could read her soul—maybe he could. "I, told you. I'll be here." He said, his Chinese accent was lighter, but still evident.

"I…I…"

Xin Wei gently shook his head. He used his thumb to wipe away her tears. "Ji Mei has said everything. I understand. I want to meet this Xiao Lang."

Meiling smiled, "Eager to meet your rival that much?" she sniffed.

Xin Wei smiled back at her, "There's no competition."

"Hah!" Meiling said, it was a reaction which involuntarily came out, she was in disbelief regarding his over confidence. Then the new couples entering the gym caught her attention, she looked back at Xin Wei and wound her arm around his as she pulled, "You'll get your wish."

"It's so crowded," Sakura murmured, she shivered for a while, her dress was almost dry but she was still cold.

"Let's dance, that'll help you warm up," Syaoran grinned.

Sakura smacked his arm playfully. "Get out of here Syaoran. You just want to get me to the dance floor."

Syaoran laughed with her. He stared at her with wondering eyes. How could things fall into place so easily again?

We are really meant for each other. Her happiness, her sadness, those will be my feelings too. I love her and I will do anything…everything…for her.

Syaoran smiled at looked somewhere else. What he saw made him grin. He nudged Sakura.

"What?" Sakura asked.

"Over there," Syaoran gestured to the two figures approaching them.

Sakura craned her neck for a bit and saw who he was pertaining to, "Is that…" Sakura gasped.

"Syaoran!" Meiling waved her hand as she had Sinwei towed behind her.

"Meiling,"

"Is that…him?" Sakura asked, holding Syaoran's hand, as if she was still frightened that Meiling might take him away.

Meiling was near enough to hear, "Yes, this is Sinwei. My boyfriend, no, actually, grandfather had us engaged." She smiled at the boy next to her, and then she eyed Syaoran and Sakura. "And I guess the two of you patched up already."

"Pretty much." Syaoran grinned, "So," Syaoran turned to the boy beside Meiling, he extended his hand to shake Sinwei's. "Ni hen zhu ming." He grinned. (You're pretty famous)

Sinwei reached out and shook Syaoran's hand, he grinned back too, as he did so, Sakura noticed his dimples, she giggled and Meiling smiled at her. "Wo ye ting guo le ni. Wo shi Xin Wei. Ni zhao gu le Mei Ling, xie xie ni." (I also heard about you. I'm XinWei. You took care of Meiling, thank you.)

Then, Sinwei looked at Sakura and he smiled, "I guess you also went through the same craziness I've been."

"Y-yes," Sakura stuttered.

"She's doing well." Meiling grinned at Syaoran.

Sakura blushed as Syaoran placed an arm around her waist. "I…I'm really sorry Meiling…I wasn't being fair…"

"Hey," Meiling interrupted, "You're happy, I'm happy, then that's alright. The past is the past. You didn't know what was going on. Syaoran and I were in a tight situation, we could've gotten our loved ones in danger."

"Not everyone is completely happy…" Sakura murmured.

Syaoran looked at Sakura sadly. Meiling instantly understood what Sakura was talking about. She shrugged and pointed her thumb over her shoulder into a certain direction. "Well, I doubt that."

Sakura and Syaoran saw Tomoyo and Eriol dancing gently under the soft spotlight of the dance floor. Sakura watched them; she watched the way her best friend looked at Eriol, the way she smiled as he whispered something to her…Sakura gasped.

"Sakura?" Syaoran said worriedly.

"Though I'm not angry at you or anything, I'm irritated at you. You can be so insensitive and selfish." Meiling said, though her words were harsh, her voice wasn't, "All the time, couldn't you see that your best friend was trying her best to conceal her true feelings? She's been in love with Hiiragizawa for a while already. I noticed that."

Sakura was silent.

I didn't…noticed. I didn't realize… Was I that selfish? Tomoyo never told me anything, I didn't pick up any hint…

"Hey, you shouldn't think too much about it." Syaoran whispered into her ear, "At least you could lift a few of your guilt. Eriol's not going around drunk."

"I wasn't thinking that way!" Sakura said, smacking the back of his head.

Meiling and Sinwei laughed. "Well Sakura, I hope you be sensitive next time. Syaoran, you should take care of Sakura, now." She waved as she and Sinwei returned to the dance floor.

"I…"

"No use getting guilty Sakura." Syaoran said softly beside her, "What's done is done, you just have to learn from your mistake."

Sakura nodded sadly, Syaoran sighed. He stepped in front of Sakura and took her face between his hands, "Sakura, look at me." He said.

Sakura reluctantly look at him, and he realized why. She was crying again. Syaoran shook his head.

"Since when were you a cry baby. Touya would tease you for that. Sakura, listen to me. I want us to be happy tonight. For one night, think of nothing else but the both of us. Think of me, here, by your side. Please. Please be happy tonight, for me?"

Sakura sniffed once again, she looked at Syaoran and saw his pleading eyes, she nodded once again and tried to smile honestly, "I promise."

Syaoran smiled at her and kissed her tears. "Thank you," he murmured.

"For what?"

"For being with me. For being here with me. For choosing me. For loving me. For everything. For loving me again…"

Sakura smiled, "I'll always love you. I'll always, and that will never change…"

A/N: Review please. Not much of an ending, I know. But I don't know how I should end it...but, this is my concluded ending. I hope you guys enjoyed this. . Thanks to those who kept supporting me all the way.