Disclaimer: I do not own Card captor Sakura, Clamp does.
Rating: M for language, themes and minor violence
Summary: Sakura was an orphan, no-one knew of where she lived, bar her best friend Tomoyo. The populars isolate her because it's rare for her to have a genuine smile, who could blame her; after all, her whole family was dead, plus she was always late. But, when a new boy comes to school and finds out Sakura's secret, what will he do? Mock her? Help her? Reject her? Teach her there's more to life? Make her life hell? or Love her?
Last time:"Calm down. As you said," Syaoran hugged her, "It's late." Sakura nodded and huddled into his warmth.
"Night."
"Good night," He kissed the top of her head and the pair fell asleep.
"The time has come," Eriol smiled, fixing his tie. "Your getting married today." Syaoran turned to face him.
"Is it normal to be this nervous?" He asked, attempting to tie his bow-tie with shaking hands, and failing miserably.
"Most probably." Eriol replied, taking over Syaoran's neck wear. Syaoran sighed as he looked down at his plain black tuxedo with white shirt and a white rose in the pocket, and to Eriol's navy blue one with pale blue shirt, red rose and tie.
"This feels weird, wearing a tuxedo. Suits I can handle, but a tuxedo is different."Syaoran commented. Before Eriol could reply, the door opened and Yukito in his white tuxedo and red rose walked in.
"Come on you two. Your family is already at the registry office and Tomoyo is with Sakura. We should be heading off." He smiled and the pair followed him to the car.
Down the hall...
"Thanks Tomoyo." Sakura beamed as Tomoyo put the last touch of make-up on Sakura's face: simple pink eye-shadow, slight blusher and lip-gloss. He hair was curled and left loose beneath her veil.
"A pleasure. The boys left a few minutes ago, so we should be going too." Tomoyo's make up was the same only with lilac eye-shadow to match her dress.
"I can't believe it's today." Sakura smiled. "Soon I shall no longer be Kinomoto Sakura, but a Li." Sakura stood up and straightened her wedding dress and made sure her accessories were in order. (A/N I'm not going to describe what's been described in past chapters) Only a few days ago, the girls had gotten the final jewellery, Pink pearl earrings for Sakura, lilac for Tomoyo, matching colour chord necklaces, a cherry blossom pendant for Sakura and a heart for Tomoyo and simple charm bracelets that matched the necklaces. Tomoyo straightened out her home-made maid of honour's dress: mid thigh length, slightly puffed white skirt, and lilac v-cut spaghetti strapped top-half.
"Come on!" Tomoyo giggled. "We're ready, nay, YOU are ready!" Sakura smiled at her, lifted her dress and followed her to the white car.
They were at the registry office quicker than they imagined. Tomoyo headed inside to take her place, while Yukito helped Sakura out of the car. She smiled as her arm looped around Yukito's
"You look lovely," he whispered to her as the wedding march began and he walked her down the isle.
"Thank you, you look rather dashing yourself. Inside I'm shaking like a leaf." she replied.
"It's normal for a bride, I'm sure Li is the same right now." Yukito felt her relax slightly and the grip on his arm loosen.
As they reached the priest and Syaoran, she stepped away from Yukito and took Syaoran's hand.
"Take care of her." Yukito said, with a slight but cheerful menace to his voice. Sakura beamed and took the opportunity to look around. Eriol stood a few feet behind Syaoran while Tomoyo stood behind Sakura. Syaoran's mother – a tall lady with long dark hair and matching eyes – his four sisters – all with brown hair and brown eyes, just different shades – sat in the seats behind them, along with various business comrades that Syaoran's mother – Yelan Li – insisted attended.
"Ready?" Syaoran whispered to Sakura.
"As I'll ever be." As Sakura replied, the priest raised his hands. All became quiet and he began.
"Do you, Kinomoto Sakura, take Li Xiao Lang to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold, in sickness or in health, till death do you part?"
Sakura smiled and blushed slightly. "I do."
"Do you, Li Xiao Lang, take Kinomoto Sakura to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?"
Syaoran took a deep breath. "No," Sakura's face dropped until she saw the smile on his face and the whole room held it's breath. "I take her as so much more than that, and even death cannot sever the invisible bond between our two hearts." A tear trickled down Sakura's face as he said the words that pulled at her heart.
"Well then, If there are no objection," The priest paused to hear the non-existent objections, "Then please place the rings on your partners wedding finger." The couple did as told with huge smiles across their faces. "And I now pronounce you, man and wife. You may kiss the bride." Syaoran needed no second permission as he pulled Sakura towards him and pressed his lips to hers. The whole room erupted into applause as he swooped her into his arms and carried her to the car.
As he sat beside her and the driver started heading back to the house for the after party, Sakura smiled.
"How does it feel to be Li Sakura?" He asked her.
"Amazing," she confessed, leaning into him.
"Well things will be even more amazing soon." He whispered to her.
"Eh?" Sakura tilted her head slightly, "What could be any more perfect than this?"
"A honeymoon." He smirked, knowing full well what she was going to say.
"But we never discussed a honeymoon, I wasn't fussed and Tomoyo was always dragging me off somewhere so we never got round to it." She sighed.
"Do you think I'm so heartless that I would let my wife go without a honeymoon?" Sakura smiled at him as he caught his lips with hers once more. "The company owns a small island in the pacific, sun, sea, sand and only us two for a whole week."
"Wow," Sakura sighed dreamily, "Sounds just... just heaven."
They arrived back home shortly after and the party began. As tradition went, the newly-weds had the first dance, but everyone soon joined in. Tomoyo spent most of the night either filming or with Eriol. Speeches were made, Eriol's made Tomoyo sink into her chair with a red face:
"As most Best man's speeches go, they tell you that you are a lucky man. Well mate, I'm going to agree on that but say that you won't have to keep me away as I have my eyes set on a certain maid of honour." The whole crowd had laughed, but Tomoyo knew the truth behind it. Sakura had changed out of her wedding gown and was in simple trousers and a t-shirt, no-one seemed to mind though as so was Syaoran.
The night wore on and soon everyone was leaving. The family were going to be staying at Sakura and Syaoran's while they were away on their honeymoon, so they never left. Bags had been packed by the sisters – all of who went mad over Sakura, cooing and giggling – and the couple were to set of that night.
"I still can't believe you managed this." Sakura said to Syaoran as they were being driven to the airport, where a small private jet was waiting.
"I can do a lot of things you can't believe..." Syaoran said, hinting things unsuitable for children (A/N Te-he-he couldn't think of what else to say). Sakura gently bopped him on the head.
"Pervert!" She scolded playfully. "Keep your mind out of the gutter!"
"Aww," Syaoran complained, "Your no fun."
"We have our whole honeymoon to worry about things like that, Syao."
"So there's hope?" Syaoran asked, his eyes starting to twinkle. Sakura bopped him on the head again.
"If you behave and stop acting like that, then yes." Sakura smirked and cuddled back into him for the remained of the journey,
The car arrived at the airport around 1am. The couple got out and carried their bags to the terminal. After checking in, they were ushered to the private jet. It took off quickly and Sakura just stared out of the window.
"Pretty..." She mumbled, watching the lights.
"It is, but you're going to need your rest, you'll end up with jet lag otherwise." Sakura nodded and leant against him, quickly falling into a peaceful slumber.
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