Chapter Twelve of My Heart Relies on You:
Disclaimer: I do not own anything regarding Card Captor Sakura.
Summary: Sakura’s husband-to-be dies, leaving his heart to the man who killed him.
Recap from Chapter 11:
“Why don’t we have lunch together?” asked Syaoran.
Sakura nodded, “Okay.”
Syaoran opened the door for Sakura and the two entered the restaurant.
Chapter 12:
“How many?” asked a waiter.
“Just two,” replied Syaoran.
The waiter nodded his head and beckoned the pair towards an empty table overlooking the street outside.
The restaurant was quite full, probably because it was lunch hour.
Syaoran pulled out Sakura’s chair for her, before sitting back in his own.
The waiter handed the two the menus, before leaving them to decide on what they wanted to eat for lunch.
“Wow, I’ve never been here before!” Sakura said softly, looking at her menu.
“Really? Well, the food is great. Um, I recommend the chicken pasta with the Green Salad. It’s really good.”
“Oh, thanks,” said Sakura, closing the menu.
A waitress bustled over and Sakura gave her the order.
“I’ll have the same,” Syaoran said, when the waitress looked at him.
She took their menus, and walked away, leaving Sakura and Syaoran together, not really knowing what to say.
“So, um ... I ... uh ... Why do you work in a flower shop?” asked Syaoran, turning red as soon as the question popped out of his mouth.
Sakura, on the other hand, didn’t see anything wrong and said, “Well, I’ve always liked flowers. Ever since I was little, I would smile when I saw them. They reminded me of my family and I remember vowing that I would become a florist.”
Syaoran nodded, “So where is your family?” he asked.
Sakura smiled wistfully, “My father’s in China for business, and my brother is in England, studying to become a doctor. My mother died when I was very young, but I still miss her every time I think of her.”
Syaoran nodded again, “I’m sorry about your mom.”
Sakura shrugged, “I guess that’s life,” she said, not knowing that she was twisting her engagement ring around.
It had become a habit, and every time she talked, she would twist the ring.
“Are you married?” asked Syaoran, getting the question over with.
Sakura immediately stopped smiling and looked sharply at Syaoran.
She glanced down at her hands and realized that she was holding onto her ring.
“Oh, no. Unfortunately, my husband-to-be died a couple of weeks ago. Somebody shot him while he was on a case. He’s a policeman...” she trailed off.
Syaoran nodded, pretending to understand and sympathize with Sakura.
“I don’t know how somebody could kill him! He was such a nice man. I just want to get whoever it was that killed Torri, and...”
Sakura stopped, unable to go farther.
“I’m sorry,” she apologized, “I didn’t mean to get all weepy on you.”
Syaoran shook his head, “It’s my fault. I was the one who brought it all up.”
Sakura shook her head, as if clearing everything about Torri out.
“Would he be mad that I’m seeing another guy so quickly after he died?” she thought to herself.
Flashback:
“Torri!” Sakura cried.
Torri looked at his fiancé and smiled.
“You look beautiful!” he exclaimed, “Are you ready for the concert in the park?”
Sakura’s eyes dropped, “Uh, about that...” she trailed.
“What is it?”
“I don’t really feel like going, but if you want to, I’ll go,” she said.
Torri laughed, “It’s okay, we can do something instead. How about a nice stroll in the park, where we can see the stars and the wonderful sky.”
Sakura beamed, “Okay, let’s go.”
The two walked hand in hand towards the park.
After a couple of minutes of silence, Torri said, “Sakura, I want you to know that I love you.”
Sakura looked up at him, “Of course I know.”
Torri smiled, “But I also want you to know that if anything ever happens to me, I want you to find another guy and be happy.”
Sakura frowned, “Nothing’s going to happen to you!”
“Yeah, but you never know. Just promise me that you’ll be happy. So if I do die, I know that you won’t be here moping over me.”
Sakura nodded, “Fine, if it makes you happy, I promise.”
Torri nodded and enveloped Sakura in a hug. The two looked up at the night sky, and smiled, remembering this moment forever.
“Torri!” Sakura whispered, “A shooting star!”
Torri smiled, “Go on, make a wish.”
But Sakura had already closed her eyes.
“I wish that Torri will watch over me forever.”
She opened her eyes and saw that he was making a wish.
“What did you wish for?”
“To be with you always,” he said simply.
Sakura’s eyes opened wide, “You weren’t supposed to tell me!”
Torri smiled, “Well, you asked.”
Sakura said, “Let’s pretend that you never told me.”
She leaned into Torri and whispered, “I love you.”
Flashback ends
“Sakura? Sakura?” asked a voice.
Her eyes focused onto Syaoran and she smiled, “Oh, I’m sorry...”
“It’s all right.”
The food came and the two busied themselves with eating.
“So, what do you do?” asked Sakura.
Syaoran’s fork froze as he speared spinach.
“I ... um ... Er ... I ... sell things for my boss,” he said.
“Oh, what do you sell?” she asked.
“Um ... lotion ... beauty products?”
Sakura nodded.
“So do you like your job?”
“Er, it’s all right.”
Sakura nodded, “So do you have a family?”
Syaoran said, “Yeah, my mom lives in China.”
“And your father?”
Syaoran’s voice dropped, “Oh, he ... died when I was little.”
Sakura let out a shaky breath, “I’m sorry.”
Syaoran shook his head; “It’s okay.”
“Uh, so ... what are you doing here in Japan?” asked Sakura.
“I ... because I needed a break from my mother.”
Sakura smiled, “Oh.”
They started to talk, and things were getting comfortable between the two of them.
Sakura couldn’t help but think, “Is he the man who killed Torri?”
After talking for a while, the thought started to go away.
“He couldn’t have killed Torri! He’s too nice,” she thought.
The bill was put onto the table and Sakura and Syaoran glanced at each other.
At the same time, they both said, “I’ll pay!”
“No, I will,” they said again in unison.
They laughed, and Sakura said, “I’ll pay.”
Syaoran shook his head, “No, I mean I was the one who invited you to this lunch.”
“Yeah, but I was going to come here anyway,” Sakura said.
Syaoran bit his lip, “How about we both pay. We’ll split it in half.”
Sakura nodded, “Okay.”
The bill was paid, and the two got up from the table.
“Well, thanks!” said Sakura.
Syaoran frowned, “For what? If I recall, you didn’t let me pay for your meal!” he said, teasing her.
Sakura rolled her eyes, but smiled. As they approached the mall, Sakura waved good-bye to Syaoran.
“I’ll see you later,” Syaoran said.
“David!” called out Syaoran once he got into David’s house.
“Syao!” a voice squealed.
Syaoran turned around slowly, and when he saw whom it was, he said, “I think I’m going to die!”
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