My Husband’s Wedding
Witch-mistress-animaru
A/N: Hi there, again! I have a new fanfiction that I uploaded the same time I uploaded this chapter, I hope you’d take time to visit it. It’s just something I thought about when I read Half-Blood Prince for the nth time. Nothing like MHW, but I seriously believe it’s attention-worthy, otherwise I wouldn’t have penned it. If you read it, as I hope you would, you’ll notice how different the style I’m using for this and for that. I prefer to use a much more serious tone for that one. It’s rather full of angst, and I admit it starts as a tale of forbidden passion and unrequited love. Please help me and try reading “Stolen Moments.” It’s just a short but full summary anyway. Unlike this one, which is way past formalities. This is quite impromptu, and as I fear, short for your liking. The action’s all set for the next chapters.
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22: Midnight
Sakura
Kaho accompanied her sister-in-law upstairs to one of the spare bedrooms of the house. Her eyes remained lifeless chunks of glass, staring unblinkingly ahead.
“Oniisan?” Kaho started, and looked back at her.
“Sakura? What is it, what bothers you?” She silently hoped that it would be a sign that Sakura had come back to normal.
“I miss my son…” Kaho’s heart broke for the shattered girl that was Sakura. She spoke the words rather bluntly, but there was a ring of truth in them.
“…And Syaoran, too…But I don’t belong with them anymore. I belong nowhere…He doesn’t love me, does he?” Unaware of Kaho’s discomfort, Sakura continued speaking, and tears welled Kaho’s eyes as she moved to hug her mess of a sister-in-law.
“Sakura…”
Sakura’s eyes had briefly lost its lifeless quality as she shook her head, drying her eyes abruptly.
“I wonder where oniichan went.” She said suddenly in dulcet tones. “It’s late. Aren’t you worried, oniisan?”
Kaho smiled with an effort. Sakura was obviously trying to be brave.
“Oh, I’m not worried. He will be back soon enough. Now, are you sure you are all right?”
“You know that I am not okay, oniisan,” she said blankly, again, causing discomfort for the older woman. “But I will be,” Sakura smiled, but it was as empty as her lonely eyes.
“Yes, you will be…” Kaho stroked Sakura’s hair awkwardly, trying her best to comfort her. But she knew that Syaoran and Xiao Chen will be the only one who can bring her to life again.
As she tucked Sakura to bed that instant, Kaho can’t help but wonder what will happen. She had rarely been wrong in her intuition, and she felt that something was bound to happen soon. She loved Sakura as much as one could love a sister, never having had one herself.
When she was assured that Sakura won’t go crying her eyes out and is at least asleep for the moment, she went down to wait for her husband.
Syaoran
Syaoran briefly put the receiver down, his hands shaking as he did so. Xiao Chen was already sound asleep, having cried himself to exhaustion. It was pointless to rouse him.
At Touya’s…
He should have known. He knew what special bond the two shared between them. He had been a witness to it six years ago.
He still didn’t know what to do. Should he go now, or wait for the morning? He knows that Touya Kinomoto may not be so keen to accept him to his place, he may even have assumed the worst of Syaoran, but he didn’t care anymore. One way or another he has to face the wrath of Sakura’s dear brother.
He also knew that he wouldn’t be able to sleep. He had a lot to think about at the moment. Most of what he is thinking about is Keira. How could she have fooled him? How long has she been using the element of deception on him?
He was tired, confused, mad and angry. She had played him for a fool. Nobody got away unscathed after hoodwinking Li Syaoran. Nobody.
But he would deal with her much, much later. That humiliating scene just wasn’t enough. God, he wanted blood. Keira’s blood. Was it possible that she is the cause of trouble between him and Sakura six years ago? If she were, he knew he just might hurt the woman. Right now he wanted to strangle her.
He sighed, pacing the floor restlessly. He knew he was wasting time; but how the hell can he know if it was the right thing to do? It could be reckless, and can prove to yield disastrous results. And yet he can’t afford to not be with Sakura for another hour.
He stopped pacing the floor abruptly. With shaking fingers, he took the keys from the chest, and walked out of the door.
I will face the very devil to get you back, Sakura…We can still put it right…
It was 20 minutes before midnight.
“Don’t lock the doors, Wei. I’m going out.”
Touya
He opened the door of the cab he had hailed and he made himself comfortable. He saw his father do the same at the other side. He can’t help but smile, believing that six years’ worth of mistake can finally be corrected. Fujitaka seemed totally disheveled as he sat. He was obviously still shaken by the knowledge of a grandson and the betrayal of his stepdaughter.
He thought it was for the best. He didn’t know what Sakura might say once she learned of what he had done. But judging by her state earlier on, he wasn’t even sure if she will have any reaction.
I can never forgive that horrible woman for what she did to our family. After what Dad did for her!
He clenched his teeth, his fists curling to a ball in his lap. The journey will be too long. It had to be an hour at the least. But since it won’t be traffic, he hoped it will be shorter. He can’t wait to get home; he can’t wait for his father and sister to be reconciled.
The two had a lot to catch up on.
But what of Xiao Chen, he thought grimly. He would deal with the bastard that married his sister later. For now, it is time to settle family problems.
Kaho will be worried, he knew. And it’s not good for her delicate condition. He glanced at his watch. It was a quarter to go before midnight.
“Can you drive faster? We need to get there by midnight.”
“A bit impossible, sir. I think we’ll reach the destination at 20 past midnight at the least.”
“Don’t be tense, Touya,” Fujitaka said soothingly. “We’ll get there soon enough.” But his own hand was shaking in his lap.
Fujitaka
They drove past buildings, houses and infrastructures, but Fujitaka had no eyes for them.
One hand went up to fix his eyeglasses that had gone askew. He laid one against his temples, gently massaging his aching head.
A grandson… in-laws…Why did Keira do it?
It still hurt him that Keira managed to betray him. After all the things he did for her, her repayment was to destroy his family. He realized that he never really knew his stepdaughter.
His eyes flashed angrily, and he sighed to ease his irritable temper.
Still, he can’t help but feel excited as the thought of seeing Sakura again surfaced from the jumble of ideas in his mind. A knot seemed to tighten in his stomach.
My Sakura…Darling Cherry Blossom…
He looked at his son who was absorbed in his own thoughts.
And with a sweeping relief, he knew.
Everything will be all right…
He glanced involuntarily at his watch. It was five minutes before midnight.
Midnight
Syaoran stopped the car in front of a two-storey house. The lights were still on. Sakura might still be awake. He made to open the door, but all strength seemed to have left him. He watched the house from afar, his car hidden in the darkness.
Meanwhile, Kaho sat tensely at the family room, her hands balled to fists, disturbing thoughts gnawing at her.
What if something happened to them?
It was now ten minutes past midnight.
Sakura was not asleep at all. Her eyes were swollen and puffed. She had been crying again. Her dreams had been punctured by nightmares and ghastly thoughts. She stared out the open window, and saw a car parked in the darkness. She frowned, but dared not look closer. It looked devastatingly familiar…
Syaoran’s car…
I must be hallucinating…
The clock struck 20 past midnight.
A car screeched to a halt in front of Touya Kinomoto’s residence.
Syaoran frowned thoughtfully, and he alighted from the car in time to see Touya and Fujitaka step out of the cab.
Sakura stared wide-eyed at the scene she witnessed below.
Father…oniichan…
…Syaoran…
Kaho was startled by the sound and opened the door to investigate.
Touya and Syaoran were eyeing each other intensely, sizing each other up.
The silence that surrounded them was awkward, evident, and crackling with tension.
And it must be broken soon.
Meanwhile, on another part of Japan, a vengeful soul remained awake.
Syaoran will not get away with what he had done.
Sakura will pay.
Touya will pay.
Fujitaka need not know about anything. She will come out of this clean. She need not taint herself in his eyes and make an enemy out of him.
She took her precious gun with her and headed to Touya’s house. He will be the first to pay. And certainly, Sakura will be there, too.
Two birds in one stone.
She laughed, a shrill, hair-raising sound that echoed through out the night.
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