Episode 15- Merry Christmas!
Sakura’s Point of View
“Well, that was awkward…” I mumbled to myself as I remembered the conversation with Syaoran. “I can’t believe I actually nodded when I was in front of a closed door!!”
I reached the bottom of the stairs and sighed.
I sat down on the couch, eventually moving on to lying down.
“Lady Sakura…are you feeling okay?” Kaoru asked, bringing in a tray of green tea.
I sat up and took a cup. “No, no, I'm fine.” I said, blowing on the tea to cool it down. I took a sip and sighed. “It’s just Syaoran that’s worrying me…” I put the cup down; it was still too hot.
Suddenly, Kaoru jumped on me in a tight embrace. “Eh? K-Kaoru?”
She squeezed me harder. “Lady Sakura…Master Syaoran lost his memory, but he has been trying so hard to remember us all!"
“Erm…yes,” I gasped; Kaoru was crushing my windpipe.
“When he does remember us all…you… what will you do? What are you going to say to him?” her grip loosened while she spoke.
“Umm…I don’t know, to be honest,” I said, hungrily gasping for air. “I’ll just say what feels right, I guess.”
She spun me around to face her. “Lady Sakura, answer my question seriously; what do you feel for Syaoran?”
I felt the colour rise to my face. “E-eh!?”
She stared at me, her gaze intense.
I sighed. “He’s…we’re…friends. That’s all, we’re just friends.”
Her eyes still blazed. “I’m going to leave you to think about that answer. Good day, milady.” She almost sounded annoyed, but stood and took away the tray.
And left me sitting there dumbfounded. Did she actually just get annoyed with me? Kaoru got annoyed with me? Then…she must really be serious about this. I flopped back down on the couch, my arm covering half of my face. But so is everyone else…except me. I guess I really never gave a thought to it…but now it’s so important…and I really have to think.
And so…I did. The rest of the afternoon, I thought hard about just how much I liked Syaoran, and his stubborn attitude, his soft kisses, how he went from kind to mean… and I finally came up with an answer. But he’d have to wait to find out his future with me.
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Syaoran’s Point of View
I sighed in relief as I put Sakura’s finished gift down. It was finally done, and I still had a few hours of sleep before she woke up.
I set my alarm to 8:00am and flopped into bed.
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BEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!!
I bolted out of bed and slammed down on the alarm clock, my heart beating out of my chest. It scared the crap out of me!!
I gathered together the gift, wrapped it with care and creaked open the door. A maid walking by jumped, and put her hand on her chest when she saw me. Her voice was hushed. “Oh, Master Syaoran, you scared me! Merry Christmas, Sakura just woke up about thirty minutes ago! She’s downstairs now, she just finished washing up.”
I winked at the maid; she’d read my mind. I ran into the bathroom and brushed my teeth and hair, threw on some clean clothes and shot down the stairs.
All the rest of the group (including the Young Lord) looked up at me. I blushed, but took a step forward, remembering the page in my diary that had triggered a lot of my memory.
“Merry Christmas…” I said meekly, looking at the floor. They all repeated cheerfully. I cleared my throat. “I’d…like to tell you that…last night, I read something that jogged a lot of my memories back into place. And the reason I've been locked up in my room for the past few days is because I was making a Christmas gift for Sakura.”
“He made her a gift? How romantic!” Meiling squealed in a hushed voice. Tomoyo nudged her side, but smiled. Sakura blushed madly.
“And I think what will bring back my memories…is doing something I've wanted to do for a long time before I even lost my memory.” I stepped over to Sakura and gently handed her the gift. “This is to say I'm sorry for anything I did wrong in the forest…” she shook her head to signal I was wrong to be sorry, but I stopped her. “Open it.”
With trembling hands, she opened the gift I had worked so hard on. She gasped and went a deeper shade of scarlet when she saw it.
A long chain crafted from the finest silver, with a locket at the bottom; a heart shaped locket. All of which I had handcrafted myself.
She put it back quickly into the box and began a protest, but I cut her off yet again.
My memories clicked back into place, and I think I actually started glowing from the impact and stuff…probably because of my magic…but anyway, it did this because I finally told Sakura the key to this, and I was going to flip her world upside down.
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“Sakura, I love you more than anything else in the world.”
I wrapped my arms around her and pressed my lips firmly yet gently against hers.
Sakura’s Point of View
I would have gasped at Syaoran’s confession, but his lips were too hard against mine. I was blushing so madly; I guess it was my turn to be Little Miss Kettle.
I delayed a few moments, just kind of hanging there as Syaoran kissed me. But then I made up my mind.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. Even our tongues met lightly, and when that stopped I didn’t know what else to do; I was a terrible kisser!
But apparently he did; he started nibbling gently on my bottom lip, and I just stroked his soft, silky hair.
After a million years we parted, and I hugged him tightly.
“I love you, too, Syaoran,” I murmured softly into his ear.
The others were stunned for a moment, but then I heard Tomoyo start clapping and soon the others joined in. They broke out into laughter when we both blushed and looked away from each other. Then I started to giggle and Syaoran had a smile playing at his lips.
Soon, we were hugging again.
“Awwwww!” the others said, still chuckling and giggling.
But I didn’t care, and neither did he; I was now with the man of my dreams who fully remembered me.
It had to have been the best Christmas of my life.
To tell you the truth, I hadn’t completely made up my mind before when I thought I did. I was going to say yes…then I was gunna say no. When I thought about how much I liked him, really and truly, I thought we only liked each other as friends.
But his confession to me brought out the pistol and blew a hole in the spot where I thought I'd say no…yes yes, I hardly understood that as well.
I turned around and Syaoran took hold of the beautiful heart-shaped locket and put it around my neck.
“Thank you…” I said, admiring it.
“Watch when you open it,” Syaoran said softly.
He clicked a button on the side, and sure enough it popped open. There was a picture of him and I on either side. I was winking at the camera with a huge smile on my face, in the pretty dress I had worn to one of the ceremonies that long time ago. Syaoran looked kind of surprised; I guess one of the ‘servants’ had taken the picture when he had gotten out of the shower because he had no shirt on and his hair was messy…he is so unbelievably hot. X3
“But when you add a little magic to it…” Syaoran murmured, trailing off.
Suddenly, a holographic image came up! It was a few pictures of him and I; at the ceremony, at the house, the hotspot (while I was hanging from him after I almost died, and he saved me) us hugging…
“Eriol, I know you took a picture,” Syaoran said to him. “Give it for a sec.”
Eriol obeyed and tossed the picture to him. Syaoran implanted it in to the locket; now new pictures came up. It was us kissing (I blushed here) and then hugging and then doing that cute thing you see in manga all the time where they smile at each other while resting on one another’s’ forehead…I know it sounds weird, but it’s in one of Rie Takada’s mangas….sorry, I'm rambling!
Overall, the locket was the best gift anyone’s ever given to me! I kissed him again. “Thank you so much, Syaoran! This is so high tech…”
“A mix of magic and some of the Li Clan’s technology… and this is what you get. I'm glad you like it,” He told me, slipping his arm around my waist.
So we exchanged gifts and had a great turkey dinner. When the others finally left, I asked, “So…how long have you felt that way about me?”
He blushed. “I don’t know…a while now…shortly after we declared ourselves friends.”
“And you completely have your memory back now?” I quipped.
He nodded, smiling. “Yes, now can you stop with the questions?”
I giggled. “After one more.”
“Shoot.”
“Do you love me?”
No hesitation, he swept me in closer to him with his arm. “Very, very much, more than anything or anyone else. And that will never change.” He greeted my lips with his own, and we kissed there for a few minutes.
Finally he said, “You should get some rest; there’s a ceremony tomorrow.”
I gasped. “Oh yeah! Toya and his ruling group are coming! Oh, it’ll be so great! And my dad, too!”
I kissed him good night and ran upstairs.
When I was in bed, I held the locket tightly, never wanting it to come off.
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