Wishes Do Come True
By: Sakura aka Michelle
X'mas 2003 Special

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~* Three years later*~

Li Syaoran returned to his room feeling extremely tired after the meeting held by his family, which lasted for six hours. He was sure Sakura must be frantic about the results of the meeting and the decisions made by them. After all, she was his fiancée and that the meeting held was about their wedding, which would be held two days later. She was not allowed into the meeting room because she was not a member of the house yet, since she was not yet married to Syaoran.

He smiled when he reached the corridor outside his room and reached for the doorknob of his room. He wasn't prepared for what he saw next; Sakura was standing on a stool by the window, adjusting the curtains on wobbling feet. He strode across the room in five strides and hoisted her off the stool, setting her onto the solid ground carefully.

"What do you think you are doing?" Syaoran demanded.

Sakura, surprised by his sudden appearance for she did not hear him enter the room, replied honestly, "Adjusting the curtains for you, Syaoran. Why are you so angry?"

Syaoran counted to ten silently, trying to contain his anger from Sakura. "You are carrying our child and you could fall from the chair. I don't want that to happen. Promise me you will not do anything dangerous that will endanger your life and the baby's life."

Sakura hung her head, "I promise."

Syaoran sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed heavily. Sakura looked at him worriedly and touched his forehead with the back of her hand, checking for any signs of fever. "I am fine. It's just that I am weary from the meeting," he said, pulling Sakura onto his lap.

Sakura blushed and leaned against him, letting out a sigh of contentment, "I am sure onii-chan must be furious now that he knows our short stay here in Hong Kong isn't merely for touring but for a marriage ceremony. How I wish we didn't trick him here."

Chuckling, Syaoran assured her, "Your brother will be fine with Yukito and your father around him. He couldn't do anything damaging to me anyway now that we are in my room and you are here with me."

"But still I wish that we could have at least told him the truth when we had the chance to. I feel bad about lying to him," Sakura protested.

Syaoran flopped onto the bed, pulling Sakura with him and she let out a surprised gasp at his sudden action. After recovering from her earlier surprise, she let out a pearl of giggles and rolled down to lie on the bed beside Syaoran, snuggling against his side. He grinned at her and retorted, "Didn't you tell him lots of lies when you come over to stay at my place when we were in Japan?"

Blushing furiously, Sakura struggled for the right words to say and was saved by a knock on the door. Groaning slightly at the person's choice of time, Syaoran got up grumpily and answered the door with a dark scowl.

"Konnichiwa, Li-kun!" Tomoyo greeted cheerfully. "I am here to collect Sakura for the fitting of the wedding gown."

"Daijouji-san, you really should learn how to choose a correct time," Syaoran told her and she smiled in return.

"Well, if you choose not to hand Sakura over to fit her gown, then may I suggest that the wedding date be postponed in order to give us more time to prepare?" Tomoyo asked, meeting Syaoran in the eye.

Syaoran gulped at the seriousness in Tomoyo's tone and raised up both hands in mock surrender, "Fine!"

Laughing at the argument between her trusted friend and her husband-to-be, Sakura came forward to follow Tomoyo out, but not before she pressed a kiss to Syaoran's lips, "I will be back soon."

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It was near midnight by the time Sakura was returned to Syaoran and he almost flew into a rage. "Daijouji-san, I agreed to lend Sakura to you but surely you know that it's already midnight now? She and our baby need their rest! I am sure you know that," Syaoran fairly shouted out his disapproval although he never done this to his friends in the past.

Tomoyo smiled knowingly as she pushed Sakura into the room, "I have to make the last touches for the gown. Surely you want Sakura-chan to look perfect on her wedding day. Am I right?"

Syaoran groaned loudly, "Why can't I ever outsmart you in any arguments?"

"Goodnight then, Li-kun, Sakura-chan," Tomoyo said and left the corridor and scurried back to her room where the Li family had assigned to her.

Closing the door behind him, Syaoran turned to Sakura, who was sitting in the middle of the bed looking at him with an amused expression, waiting for him. "Tired?" he heard himself ask.

"A little," Sakura replied and yawned, then blushed. "Tomoyo made me stand still for three hours just to fit the dress while she finished up her last touches. I was bored!"

"You should sleep now," Syaoran frowned and pushed Sakura back onto the bed and pulled the covers over her. "I can see that you are really tired."

"Aren't you sleeping too?" Sakura asked sleepily, on the verge of falling asleep, as she snuggled into a comfortable position.

Syaoran shook his head and explained, "I still have some work to do. I'll sleep as soon as I finished going through them."

"Don't stay up too late then," Sakura murmured and fell asleep almost immediately, earning a chuckle from Syaoran.

He pushed a fallen lock of hair over her forehead and pressed a tender kiss upon it before he went to his desk to finish reading some of the reports that his mother insisted him to read and there were answers to be given when morning arrived.

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The next morning

The sun had already risen up in the clear blue sky and its rays flitted through the window of Syaoran's room and casting a brilliant glow on the bed, where the couple was currently sleeping. Syaoran groaned and opened his eyes reluctantly, raising his hand to shield his eyes from the rays of sunlight. He looked over at Sakura, who was still asleep, and silently marveled at her ability to sleep despite the unwelcome disturbance. Sleep has softened her features, making her look fragile and delicate. He ran a hand over her auburn hair and smiled at the silky texture and suddenly froze when she stirred in her sleep.

"Syaoran?" Sakura murmured huskily. "It's morning already? I felt like I have never been asleep in years."

"Then sleep for a while more," Syaoran advised. "I will wake you up later."

He knew she couldn't hear him now that she had fallen back into her slumber. Stretching his arms and legs, he flipped out of bed, got dressed and went out of his room in search of his mother.

"There you are, my son," Yelan exclaimed. "I have been waiting for you all morning!"

"Gomen, gomen," Syaoran apologized. "I overslept."

Yelan frowned, "That's hardly the Syaoran I know of. My son never oversleeps."

"I never claimed to be a superman," Syaoran smiled.

"You've changed, Syaoran," Yelan stated. "But.. ah well, you've changed for the better."

"All thanks to Sakura," Syaoran cheerfully supplied and then added, "Regarding the wedding.."

Yelan stood up from her seat behind her desk in the workroom and came forward to her son, "The elders had agreed on a simple wedding. It's now time for the old tradition to change."

"Thank you!"

"Where's your bride?" Yelan asked curiously, looking around them for any signs of Sakura. "Is she ill?"

"She's perfectly healthy and I am sure the baby is, too," Syaoran answered with a knowing smile. "I hope it will be a girl who resembles Sakura much."

Yelan frowned again at his words, "We were all hoping that it will be a son. The Li clan needs a male heir to continue its line of rule and influence."

Syaoran laughed and pointed out, "Well, you did said that it is now time for the old tradition to change."

"I did say that," Yelan agreed. "But you know I only meant the wedding ceremony."

"Children are a bless to the parents. They represent love and happiness. Mother, didn't you gave birth to four girls first before me?"

Yelan blushed and sighed in defeat, "All right, suits you."

Syaoran watched as his mother strode away in obvious embarrassment and he chuckled slightly, whistling on his way back to his room. Sakura was still sleeping, Syaoran mused. Walking as silently as he could, he sat on the bed and leaned over his beloved Sakura, looking at the contented expression on her face and felt pride rose up within his chest, knowing that she was going to be his wife and that they had a lifetime together and to love each other. He could never be tired of her.

Out of impulse, he kissed Sakura soundly on her lips. The latter woke up with a start and relaxed visibly the moment she realized it was only Syaoran, who was bracing himself on his elbows. She circled her hands around his neck as she responded eagerly to his kiss. Syaoran suddenly pulled away and Sakura protested, clinging to him. He chuckled and pressed a kiss to her forehead instead. "We have to wait until tomorrow, sweetheart. I have made a promise to your father."

Sakura pouted, "Mou, it's as if you haven't done it before with me."

Syaoran pinched her nose playfully and lay on the bed, pulling her on top of him and laid her head on his chest. "True, but a promise is made and I must fulfill it. I will have to restrain from that for a week as promised and it will end tomorrow."

"They won't know," Sakura protested.

"Ah little one, anxious are you not?" Syaoran teased.

Sakura blushed and tried to hide her reddened face in the crook of Syaoran's neck. "Don't tease me!"

"I guess I will just have to oblige you this once because, as you have just said, they wouldn't know it," Syaoran said and rolled Sakura underneath him, gazing into her emerald eyes lovingly.

Just when he was about to lean down for a second kiss, they were interrupted by a loud knock on the door. Syaoran's expression turned murderous as he went to answer it and found himself staring at Touya, Sakura's overprotective brother. "What do you want?" Syaoran asked angrily.

Touya smirked, "Nothing. Just want to disrupt your precious moments."

"Fine!" Syaoran shouted into his face. His expression turned tender in a matter of a second as he turned back to Sakura, who was watching the banter wearily. "Come, let's go to the gardens and take a stroll, without this monster disturbing us."

"Hey!" Touya protested and glaring contest thus started.

"Mou!" Sakura interrupted loudly on purpose. "If you two don't patch up, don't ever think of talking to me again," she said and took off to find Meiling and Tomoyo.

"Matte, Sakura!"

"Serves you right!" Touya spat.

"It's all your fault!" Syaoran argued. "If you hadn't come interrupting us.."

"Touya-kun," a third voice came interrupting. "You shouldn't have done that. They are about to be married soon and they have their rights."

"Rights?" Touya laughed. "He was going to break his promise, otou-san."

"I was only joking with him, Touya-kun," Fujitaka replied. "Though I was please to hear that he keeps his promise."

Syaoran gaped at Fujitaka, "Sir? You are joking with me all along?"

Smiling sheepishly, Fujitaka nodded his head, "Gomen, I didn't think you would take it so seriously. However, it's the truth that I am most honored that Sakura-san is marrying you."

"I am ashamed that Sakura is marrying this gaki!" Touya taunted, sneering at Syaroan.

"Touya-kun! If you misbehave one more time, I would forbid you from taking part in the wedding ceremony!" Fujitaka warned.

"As if I want to go.." Touya muttered.

Syaoran sighed deeply and started, "Look here, I don't want Sakura to be upset and so I am doing this. I apologize for taking your sister away from you but I really do love her, in case you don't know. I can't live without her and will regret for the rest of my life if I don't make her my wife. She has changed me completely, from a cold and lonely man to what I am now. I am not marrying her out of gratitude but I want to show her how much I really love her. Here, I wish you would grant me your permission to marry Sakura, Kinomoto Touya-san."

Moved by Syaoran's speech, Touya swallowed and said reluctantly, "You have my permission. However, if Sakura is injured or is harmed in anyway, I won't forgive you this easily!"

Syaoran stretched out his hand for a shake, "I hope we have reached to an understanding."

Touya clasped Syaoran's hands in his and replied, "We have and one more thing, no more glaring contest if you want my sister to be happy."

"Deal!"

"What's the commotion here?" Meiling asked, with Sakura and Tomoyo trailing behind him. "Why is it so noisy?"

"Onii-chan? Otou-san? Why are the two of here in this section of the house?" Sakura asked, mildly curious.

"I came to pick Touya-kun out of any trouble he might make," Fujitaka answered. "Although I think it's all settled now."

"Settled?" Tomoyo echoed. "No more glaring contest?" She asked the two gentlemen in question.

"No," they answered in unison.

Sakura looked at them skeptically and shrugged, "Fine with me. Syaoran, I thought you said that you are bringing me to the gardens for a stroll?"

Meiling pushed Sakura away from Syaoran's view, "It's bad luck for the bride and the groom to meet the day before their wedding! This is our custom!"

"Hoe?"

Syaoran cursed, "I forgot about the custom but then, I don't think anything bad will happen to us now that the problem between Touya and me is resolved."

"That's true," Tomoyo pointed out. "Since most of the problem lies on the two of them."

Frowning, Meiling said as she started to push Sakura towards the other end of the corridor, preventing the couple from seeing each other, "In any case, it is always better to play safe. No more meeting between Sakura and Syaoran until they are married tomorrow. This is an order, though I am not sure whether there is any weight on it."

"Hey!" Syaoran protested immediately and scowled when Meiling turned back and stuck a tongue at him before pulling Tomoyo along in her wake.



"I didn't hear of this custom before.." Fujitaka commented. "Is it really true?"

Syaoran's shoulders slumped in defeat as he excused himself to return to his room and that was where he sulked the whole day without the presence of Sakura.

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The fateful day, the day for the wedding ceremony

Morning..

Yelan knocked on the door to Syaoran's room and entered without bothering to wait for an answer. She muffled a laugh when she saw the profile of Syaoran. Why.. he was actually blushing red like a tomato!

"It's not funny.." Syaoran muttered and turned his face away from her.

"It's normal for grooms to feel this nervous on their wedding day, including your father," Yelan assured. "There's nothing wrong in this."

Syaoran looked surprised, his mouth hanging open in surprise, "What?! Father felt like this too?"

"I will leave you to get ready then; she'll be here any moment now so don't delay all of us by cooping up in your room."

He smiled, "Yes mother."

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Sakura was all dressed up in the Chinese traditional wedding gown of fine red silk. Tomoyo was hovering around her, making sure that the gown was perfect. Sakura was nervous about what was going to happen despite assurances from her father and her cousin.

"You'll be fine, Sakura-chan," Tomoyo said for the tenth time. "Li-kun will be by your side throughout the whole ordeal so you can relax now. You look perfect!"

Sakura blushed from the compliment but a frown marred her forehead a second later, "What will Syaoran think of this? I am so afraid that I might trip along the way! What should I do?"

Fujitaka secured the bride's headpiece with a figure of golden phoenix perched on the top as an ornament, a tradition that must be complied and carried out by the parents of the bride. "Trust Li-san, Sakura-san. He'll guide you along the way. Should you fall on your way, I am sure Li-san will be there to catch you."

Sakura looked doubtful for a moment but gave in a smile a few minutes later, "I guess you are right. But how am I to see a thing with a veil covering my face?"

"I will walk you to the reception hall, where you will be handed over to your future husband," Fujitaka explained with a smile.

A blush tinted her cheeks at the mention of her future husband. She was sure he would look extremely handsome today and to see him again after a day, made her look forward to the end of the ceremony. "Hai!"

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Syaoran emerged from his room and made his way to the reception hall hastily, eager to see his bride after having deprived of her companion for a long day. Yelan stood by the bottom of the steps, speaking with one of the maids regarding the progress of the preparation for the wedding festivity. Syaoran made his way down and greeted his mother, who smiled in approval at the way he was dressed smartly. "You look handsome today, my son," Yelan told him with pride. "You have made me proud today."

Smiling sheepishly, "It has been a long time and if I know this would be happening years ago, I would not return to Hong Kong and instead, insisted her on marrying me. It took some of my life away knowing that Sakura was in grave danger all because of me and my stubbornness."

"Now you have got her," Yelan argued. "She's already forgiven you."

Sighing, Syaoran muttered, "But I would never forgive myself, nor forget the pain she was in. I promise that I will give her my best attention and make her happy for the rest of her life."

"That will be great," Fujitaka interrupted from the doorway, with Sakura clinging to his arm shyly.

Both mother and son whirled around in surprised. The guard had not ringed the bell at the arrival of the bride. Perhaps they were too engrossed in their talk that they missed the signal. Yelan nudged her son, who was staring at his bride with his mouth hanging open, "What are you waiting for?"

"Y-yes!" Syaoran stumbled forward to retrieve his bride and all the people present giggled at the strange way he was behaving. It was as if he was not himself.

"Here you go," Fujitaka said with a tender smile when Syaoran requested for Sakura's hand in marriage. "Make sure you treat her well."

"Yes, sir! Rest assured that I will make her the happiest bride on earth," Syaoran told him aloud and Sakura giggled at his words. "I am not joking."

"I know," Sakura whispered softly so that only he could hear. "And I believe it."

"Glad you know that," Syaoran murmured as brought Sakura forward to meet his mother. "We just have to give my mother a cup of tea and the ceremony will be over after the Elders pronounce us man and wife."

Sakura tilted her head slightly and he knew she was surprised, "This simple?"

Syaoran clasped her hand possessively, "I requested it."

"Mou, you are eager," Sakura chided playfully.

"Can't help it when I am around with you," Syaoran said with a shrug.

The Elders faked a cough to get the couple's attention and then gulped when Syaoran shot them a ferocious scowl. "We may begin the ceremony," Yelan announced.

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30 minutes later..

"You may now AHEM.. kiss the bride," one of the Elders finally announced after a long period of speech regarding traditions and social responsibilities.

Syaoran lifted the veil of Sakura's headpiece and smiled when he saw her flushed face. Using a finger to tip her chin up, he looked at Sakura in the eye and leaned down purposefully. Sakura was oblivious to the crowd, that was looking at them and shifting closer to take a clear look at them, and curled her hands behind her husband's neck, playing with the hair at his nape while the kissing took place. When he reluctantly broke off the kiss, Sakura groaned and inevitably snuggled deeper into his embrace.

"Later, wife," Syaoran told her with a laugh. "Everyone present is looking at us now."

Alarmed by his words, Sakura suddenly felt ashamed of her actions. She told Syaoran what she was thinking and hid her face in the crook his neck, unable to meet him in the eye. Sakura yelped when Syaoran suddenly lifted her in his strong arms, with one hand bracing her back and the other under her knees. "Where are we going?" Sakura asked breathlessly.

"Back to our room, of course!"

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A year later..

Sakura sat in the gardens of the Li mansion, which Syaoran had specially built for her. Cherry blossom trees could be found everywhere in this garden and a huge water fountain was situated right in the middle. There was a statue in the center of the wonderful fountain and she was rather surprised when the statue looked like her. Syaoran had told her that the statue was modeled after her and it was to signify his love for her. Ever since the garden was completed, Sakura spent her evenings in the garden watching the scenery while feeding their three months old baby boy and his twin sister lay in the baby pram, waiting patiently to be fed. A maid hovered behind her, waiting for the empty milk-bottle and passing the full milk-bottle after the first baby had finished.

The maid whirled around, having heard footsteps behind her, only to find Syaoran creeping behind them. He put a finger to his lips and signaled her to leave them alone. The maid complied, smiling at them before taking her leave quietly. Sakura was sitting on a bench facing the water fountain and thus, it was impossible for her to see him coming, while she continued feeding their baby girl.

"Enjoy the scenery?" Syaoran asked, his voice was loud in the startling silence, making Sakura jumped a little in her seat.

"Mou Syaoran! You have me a fright!" Sakura exclaimed and then smiled at him. "Your kids are hungry."

"The other is already asleep," Syaoran commented with a chuckle. "He looks a lot like me."

Sakura rolled her eyes heavenwards, "Naturally."

"What were you thinking just now? You were so engrossed that you did not hear me coming."

"I was thinking about onii-chan and Yukito-san," Sakura replied honestly. "I hope Yuki-san stops trying to snatch onii-chan away from Yukito-san."

Syaoran sighed and sat down on the bench right beside her and put his arm around her shoulders, leaning down to steal a kiss from her. "You should stop worrying about them. They are already grown ups and can decide things for themselves - "

"And I was thinking about other things," Sakura interrupted with a smile.

"What is it you are thinking that can make you smile?" Syaoran asked and smiled back, thinking that her smile was contagious and that it was able to light up the whole sky.

"It's not every time that I had my wishes come true," Sakura protested.

Syaoran lifted an eyebrow, as if mocking her, "What is your wish then?"

"I am pregnant again," Sakura announced happily and giggled at the stunned expression on her husband's face. "What?"

"Honto ne deska?" Syaoran asked. "Is it too soon? You've just recovered your health."

With a wave of her hand, she dismissed his concern, "I am absolutely fine! I felt better than ever!"

"Wait till we tell your brother about this," Syaoran exclaimed and then laughed evilly and Sakura laughed at the expression on his face. "And then my wish will come true."

"What is your wish, Syaoran?" Sakura asked curiously.

"Oh, there are many. One is marrying you, two is having children and three.. Well, I guess you will have to find it our yourself," Syaoran said and chuckled at the disgruntled look on Sakura's face.

"Tell me!" Sakura protested.

"Nope."

Sakura sighed in defeat. If Syaoran meant to keep something away from Sakura, no matter how hard she tried to pry it out, it will still remain a secret from Sakura. "Will the wish come true then," She asked instead.

"Yes."

"Why? And how did you know?"

"Wishes do come true, Sakura," he commented.

"Hoe?"

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Nevertheless, on the other side of the world, in Japan, Kinomoto Touya was fuming. He had received news of Sakura's second pregnancy from his father not an hour ago. "That stupid gaki!" Touya shouted out for all the people in the world to know. "Don't be too smug yet! Our challenge is still not over!"

"Touya-kun!" Fujitaka admonish with a frown. "It isn't good to speak bad of another person."

"I don't care!" Touya replied with a hiss.

The doorbell rang and Touya froze in fear, darting a look outside the window of the kitchen and saw the person whom he dreaded the most. Touya began sweating profusely while he contemplated a hiding place. It was all too late, for Fujitaka had already answered the door and the person came rushing in, catching Touya red-handed and flung herself at him.

"AHHHHHHHH!!! Yuki-san!!!!! GET OFF MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Now you have nowhere to go!" Yuki laughed. "I have been searching for you everywhere!"

"STUPID GAKI!!!" Touya shouted again. "YOU WON"T HAVE YOUR WISH COME TRUE!!!!!!!! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME ANGRIER!!!!!!!!!"

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Hiyah!! Merry X'mas to all of you who have read this fic. I was hoping I could finish it before Christmas and post it on Christmas Eve but it came out that I posted it on Christmas itself. Gomen! Gomen! How do you like this fic? Please can I have some review?

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