Wishes Do Come True
By: Sakura aka Michelle
Part I

----------------------------

Sakura was staring into the space again. This has been happening repeatedly since Syaoran had left but that was already two years ago and Sakura should have forgotten that incident. She thought about it during the day, the evening, night and even in her dreams too.

They had lost contact. Sakura always waited for his call, his mail or even his appearance at her doorstep. Things were not going smoothly and it seemed like the fate was also going against her. However, she did not give up hope. She did not even give a thought about it all.

She dreamed about the day when Syaoran return. She could then reprimand him for not calling her and for not returning early back to Japan. She might also end up crying in his arms, she did not care about anything else; she just wanted to see him.

The days of waiting were so painful. There was a constant fear that Syaoran had forgotten her and that he was not going to come back for her. With each passing day, new fears added to the original ones. She could not sleep properly at night, could not thing straight and lost her appetite. Sakura then became increasingly sluggish and pale as days go by.

Things got worse when her classmates teased her, especially the guys. Things were getting out of hand.

"Hey Kinomoto! Still waiting for your prince charming to come back to you?" Keitaro asked.

Akira chuckled and continued, "Maybe he has ran off with another pretty girl, who knows?"

"He won't ever come back, I dare say. Look at yourself in the mirror. so thin, so pale and so ugly. Who wants a girl like yourself? Look at me," Takashi Yuki said, pointing to herself. "I am a whole lot prettier than you. Even if your Syaoran-kun ever comes back, he will come to me and not you!"

The whole class then broke into fits of laughter. Sakura made an effort to shut herself and not let emotions rule her mind She just smiled softly at them, as if nothing had gone wrong and as if everything was perfect. However, deep in her hear, there was this feeling of loneliness and the feeling of being mocked at. She did not blame all the people who had teased her, not at all. She felt that it was all her own fault that led to this.

"See? I told you she would not mind it. She will just smile and that is that. She's too kind to be angry at us," Yuki said.

"There's nothing to be worried about!" Keitaro shouted.

What Yuki and Keitaro said had pricked Sakura's heart. She squeezed her eyes shut, separating herself from the real world momentarily, organising her thoughts. No. I will not cry. I will not cry.

She took in a deep breath to steady herself before opening her eyes, emerald eyes that were burning with anger and determination. I am going to be a new me, never to be despised or looked down upon. Never again am I going to cry.

Akira was singing, "Prince charming, prince charming." in a very odd tune which he composed in a matter of seconds. Sakura scowled at him, a style that Syaoran usually put to use, and slammed her fist down onto her table hard, causing her stationeries to vibrate and drop to the ground.

Their hearts were in their throats now and they could be sure that their heart had missed a beat. Something was amiss. The kind, polite and considerate Kinomoto Sakura was burning with anger, her eyes shooting fires at Akira, as if looks could kill. Sakura stood up slowly and the classmates back away in fright.

They were trembling with fright.

Sakura was like a volcano that was about to erupt anytime, dangerous and not playable. This was the first time Sakura got angry and thus, her classmates did not know what to do. Sakura pointed an accusing finger at Akira, her eyes narrowing into slits, and said in a deep and cold voice she never knew she could use, "It's not good to tease people, especially if you do not know how they feel."

The whole class screamed, yelled, shouted and did whatever they could to ease the discomfort they felt. Sakura sighed and sat back down, looking out of the window. At least there is a slight improvement. Next time, it had to be a whole lot better than this.

Touya was alone at home, busy flipping through the pages of the newspaper, desperately finding a job for himself. Blood really did run in the family; fate was going against them. He grounded his teeth in frustration. This has gone on for almost four months and he was bored to death at home. Sakura went to school and Fujitaka was away for work. Being alone was the most terrible thing that happened in his whole life.

"Better luck next time then," Touya said, as if trying to console himself. He shook his head sadly and resumed doing the household chores. He sighed, the only thing he seemed to be good at for the last few months, besides complaining his distress to his father. Sure, he could not rely on his father for everything.

Fujitaka was the sole breadwinner in the family and it must have been hard on him. He had to bear the responsibilities for all the bills and expenses of the family, which was usually a huge sum of money.

Touya entered Sakura's bedroom with a vacuum cleaner in his hands, turned to glare at a particular bear on her desk and then noted that her desk was in a mess. He started to put al the books back into place and then, he saw Sakura's Mathematics notebook.

Her worst subject. Touya chuckled and flipped the pages out of curiosity. Then, his eyes widened when he came to the last used page of the book. There were many handwritings, most of which he could not recognised and the whole page was practically filled with critical words.

Touya frowned as he read on. 'Kinomoto Sakura! Who do you think you are? You are nothing but an ugly old woman and Syaoran will not ever go back to you because I am going to snatch him away from you, right at your face. I had enough of your kindness and nice treatment. They are all fake. Remember, you would not get Syaoran back ever!'

Then, it was followed by a short paragraph with a different handwriting. 'Prince charming, prince charming, your prince charming's not coming back. How sad, how sad but I am so happy about it!'

At last, Touya recognised the handwriting of the last paragraph; it was Sakura's. 'Everyday I think about you, Syaoran. How I longed for you to be by my side. Look at all my friends and how they mocked me. I was scolded and mocked at since you left but never did I give up hope of your return to Japan. Now, it has been two years and I could tolerate this no longer. Please come back now. You have made me wait long enough. I think.this wish of mine.is not going to come true. I think.I should give up now.'

By right, Touya's first reaction upon reading Sakura's words should be joy for she had finally gave up Syaoran but he was not feeling happy at all for his victory. Not the least bit, but why? What has caused him to react this way, turning solemn almost instantly, or was it Sakura's last sentence that pricked his heart? To tell the truth, he was upset too, to see Sakura being so sad and angry with himself for not being able to do anything to help her. What should he do?

He sighed deeply and carefully put her Mathematics notebook into the pile of books he had collected onto the table. He groaned aloud when he thought of what he was going to do for Sakura and to ease her heartache. He could not bear to see her being so upset. It was not like this before Syaoran depart. She was always smiling, always cheerful, always.

Things had changed drastically after he left, leaving Sakura in Japan. Touya spent a week consoling her and trying to get her to eat some food. Lies Touya told her did help her soften the truth of Syaoran's departure a little and se began eating. Fujitaka was in the scheme too, telling Sakura she had to look good when Syaoran return. He never did return. Touya felt bad for lying to Sakura and now, he was going to help her. Just this once. He groaned again and went into his room, his household chores forgotten.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------

Sakura bent down to take off her roller blades before she set foot into her house. She frowned at the unusual silence that greeted her. Where is onii-chan?

"I am home!" Sakura shouted. "Onii-chan?"

Touya poked his head out from the top of the stairs to smile at Sakura. "You are back. How's school today, kaijuu?"

Sakura threw her slipper at him, which he expertly ducked away from. Practice makes perfect. "I told you I am not a monster!"

"Yes, big kaijuu," Touya said and smirked. "Am I right this time?"

"Heavens. no!" Sakura exclaimed, trotting up the stairs with the intention of strangling Touya.

Touya was already in his room when Sakura reached the top of the stairs. She marched in angrily, then come to an abrupt stop when she saw the condition of Touya's room. Her mouth dropped wide open.

"Close your mouth Sakura. Files might just fly in and make it home," Touya warned.

"You still have time to joke?" Sakura wailed. "Where are you going? Why are you packing your luggage?"

"I am going abroad."

"Abroad? Where? Why is it so sudden? Why."

Touya cut her off and tried to explain, "Whoa. one question at a time please. I am going to England for a job. The boss agreed to give me a higher pay there so why not give it a try?"

Sakura clenched her fists so tightly that her nails drove blood from her palms. "Must you really go?"

Touya hated this, hated to see his precious sister so distressed and worked up. He promised himself not to make Sakura upset and yet now. looking at Sakura, she was on the verge of crying. She was no longer a child anymore and should not cry but yet, he could not reprimand her. She just did not want the feeling of being alone. He had no one to blame for this, except Syaoran.

"I will come back as soon as possible Sakura. You do not have to worry about that. Yukito will be coming over to stay with you for the time being so that you would not be alone."

As soon as he mentioned the word alone, he regretted it. The reminder of loneliness brought a new batch of tears and flow out of Sakura's emerald eyes. Touya patted Sakura's back awkwardly in an attempt to comfort her but this time, his actions caused Sakura to cry even harder and louder. "Hush now Sakura. I will be back I a week's time."

---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------

Time flew by so fast, Touya had just departed for England two hours ago, and Sakura had returned home with puffy red eyes. Worries still filled her brain and fears of her brother not coming back paralysed her. She could not beat the thought of it. First Syaoran.then her brother.then.

She locked herself in her own room for one whole day, burrowing into the covers of her bed, seeking comfort out of it and tried to organize her thoughts.

A knocked sounded on her door and she ignored, thinking that her father or Yukito would leave her be. A few moments later, the person knocked again, perhaps a little louder this time. Frustrated, Sakura straightened up and answered the door, thinking to give the person a piece of her mind. There, standing at the corridor outside her room was her best friend, Daijouji Tomoyo!

No words came out from her mouth when she opened it, intending to say something. She was too surprised to speak. Her long lost friend, whom she had not met again for more than a year, had came back for her. She could not have been happier about that knowledge.

"Are you. going to invite me in?" Tomoyo asked.

Sakura jerked back into attention and stepped aside to let Tomoyo enter her room. "How is school?"

Tomoyo shook her head sadly and replied earnestly, "Not much fun without you. I am afraid. How about yours?"

"Mine? About the same as yours actually. Everyone is strange and I just could not fit myself in."

Tomoyo looked surprised, "I find it hard to believe that you had trouble mixing around with your new friends. By the way, where is your brother? I did not see him just now when I came in and why is Tsukishiro-san (Yukito) living with you?"

"My brother went abroad to England to do some work and Yukito-san is staying with me for the moment to take care of me. I am so worried about my brother. England is a very huge country and he is unfamiliar to that place. What if he lost his way around? Who will help him?"

Tomoyo hesitated, "Maybe you can ask Hiiragizawa-san for help. I think he is living in England now. If you want, I can get his telephone number in half and hour's time. How about that?"

"I guess it is fine with me but."

Sakura watched as Tomoyo swiftly retrieved her mobile phone from her bag and punched in a few numbers and seconds later, she was doing all the talking and giving instructions. Sakura watched in awe as Tomoyo exude an aura of maturity and superiority, Sakura could not deny that. Tomoyo was a real talent. She could do well in her academics, choral, musical and show great lengths in her arts too. in fashion designing. Compared to Tomoyo, Sakura was nothing but an ordinary plain common girl.

Sakura started feeling inferior.

Exactly half an hour later, after all the talking and waiting Tomoyo had done, Eriol's telephone number was finally in their hands. Sakura started feeling bad for she already had Eriol's telephone number and had called him a few days ago.

Not wanting to disappoint Tomoyo, Sakura dialled Eriol's number using Tomoyo's mobile phone, which Tomoyo insisted she must use, saying that long distance call were very expensive. She then waited for someone to answer the phone on the other line. Finally, Nakuru answered it.

"Hello? Hiiragizawa residence."

"Erm." Sakura trailed off, not knowing what to say next.

"Hey! Let me guess who you are! You are Sakura-chan! Kawaii!"

Sakura giggled nervously and politely asked Eriol to be put on the line. "Hello? Sakura-san?"

"Have you found my brother? He should be there by now."

Sakura heard Eriol clear his throat before he answered in a serious tone, "We did not get to see him at the airport, Sakura-chan. Did you get the location right?"

"He told me specifically that he is going to England to work," Sakura argued.

"Maybe you should wait until he calls back home and then decide what you should do. Do not fret, little one. Trust him, that is the least you could do now. Trust him."

"Thank you," Sakura said, not knowing what else she should say. "I will call you again another day, perhaps."

"Hope to hear from you soon."

The line went dead and Sakura started at Tomoyo's mobile phone for a long time, with thoughts running in her mind. Only when Tomoyo waved her hands in front of her did Sakura come back to reality. She yelped in surprise and jerked backwards out of fright and her sudden actions stilled Tomoyo as she gazed directly into Sakura's emerald eyes.

As the going say, eyes are the windows to the soul. This proved true to Tomoyo when she saw how lonely, how terrified and how vulnerable Sakura was, despite her attempts of hiding her true emotions.

"I think I am going to kill your brother for this," Tomoyo muttered softly but Sakura heard it all the same and she gasped.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------

Meanwhile, at the same time, in another country, Touya sneezed. He rubbed his nose and was confused out of a sudden. Funny. I do not feel cold at all and yet I sneezed. Someone must be talking about me behind my back. Wait till I get my hands on that person.

Touya waited in front of the huge mansion, waiting impatiently for anyone inside who was willing to open the door and greet him. Minutes ticked by and Touya was getting more and more frustrated with each passing second. He was about to bang on the door when it suddenly flew open.

An old man answered the door? How pathetic. "May I help you sir?" The old man asked politely. "I am Wei and I am the butler of this house."

Touya answered, "Is Li Syaoran in? I have something urgent to speak to him, concerning his future."

"You wish to see Master Syaoran? How strange. He told me he was not scheduled for any meetings today."

Wei strode away hurriedly, then stopped abruptly upon remembering Touya and went back to the door and invited him into the guestroom before he hurried away in search of Syaoran in the big mansion.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------

End of Part I

---------------

Who would expect, Touya, of all the egoistic man in the world, would go to Hong Kong to meet Syaoran, his enemy of his whole life. What would Touya do when he face Syaoran again and what would Syaoran think. Another important question.would Syaoran be willing to meet him? For answers to the above questions, please stay tuned to the next and finally part of Wishes Do Come True. Poor Sakura, she was bullied again.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------

Post a review

Go Back