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:"Sakura, will you make me the happiest man alive by becoming my wife?" Sakura stopped fighting the prickling and let the tears flow down her cheeks. She leant forwards and caught his lips with hers. She pulled away and smiled warmly at him.
"Only if you'll make me the happiest woman by letting me."
"Tomoyo..." Sakura whined. "No more!"
"Come on, last one." Tomoyo said as she pushed Sakura into the dressing room and handed her a dress.
"But-"
"NO BUTS!" Tomoyo interrupted, "It's your wedding in two weeks! And it has to be perfect!" She was right.
Syaoran's birthday had been and gone and they were planning the wedding for the afternoon of the 16th of August. The location had been decided – a quaint reception office big enough to hold Syaoran's close family, Tomoyo, Sonomi and Yukito – as had the flowers that were in the office – Vases of roses, cherry blossoms, pale peonies and lilies were to be at the end of the three rows and on the tables to the side of the bride and groom – and the wedding rings – a gold band for the pair only Sakura's had a small pink diamond in the middle, and they both had the words 'Forever in my heart' engraved on the outside.
"Li has already got his tuxedo, as has Eriol and Yukito." Tomoyo informed through the door.
"Yes, but it's easy for boys, as you said, tuxedo." Sakura stated, "Girls have loads of styles of dresses and accessories." She stepped out of the cubicle with Tomoyo beaming. "But I do have to say I like this one."
"It's perfect!" Tomoyo pulled out her camera and started snapping photos.
Sakura looked in the mirror and smiled. The dress was full length, strait but slightly looser at the back making it trail a bit, bodice-cut and strapless. It hugged her body in all the right places, was white with a very fine pale pink mesh over the top of the skirt and a matching pink flower lace round the bodice-cut. (A/N I thought it would match her perfectly, plus it's a perfect wedding dress in my eyes – just blue lace and mesh instead of pink)
"OH!" Tomoyo ran off to the counter and came back with a red box and a white box. "I spotted these a few days ago and asked them to keep them in reserve." She opened the white box to reveal a thin white veil dotted with pink cherry blossom lace. She lifted it up and, using the hair comb attached, fit it into Sakura's hair, letting the mesh trail to the lower back with nothing over her face. She then opened the red one to reveal a silver tiara with white and pink gems dotted about. Once again she fitted it into Sakura's hair and took a photo. By this time Sakura had let her hair grow long so the veil didn't quite cover it all, but Tomoyo said it looked beautiful that way. "Right then, time to pay!" Tomoyo snapped Sakura from her trance. Sakura nodded and went back to the dressing cubicle to change.
When she came out she headed to the counter and paid for the dress, veil and tiara. "Lucky Syaoran created a joint account, otherwise I never would have been able to afford that." She said as they left the store.
"Indeed." Tomoyo said. "Come on, bouquet time!" Tomoyo near enough dragged Sakura to the flower store.
"I was thinking the same as the decorations." Sakura said to Tomoyo.
"NO!" Tomoyo replied. "It must be different!" Sakura sighed and let Tomoyo get to work.
A half hour later and the bouquet was finally agreed on: only small, most of it bright cherry blossoms, but a few pale wisteria, nadeshiko, and peach blossoms to honour her family.
"Perfect!" Tomoyo sighed victoriously.
"It is." Sakura smiled as she asked at the counter to keep enough of each flower in stock to be picked up on the morning of her wedding. "Can we go now?" She whined at Tomoyo. "That's it, everything is done."
"Except the seating arrangements for the party after." Tomoyo said as they left.
"What seating arrangements?" Sakura said. "Syaoran and I agreed that we would had a few tables with white cloths and flowers and people could sit where they liked. The only definite seating is the top table where, from left to right, it goes you, me, Syaoran and Eriol. Syaoran said we had to have that as the top table has to have the bride, groom, best man and maid of honour. It normally has the parents as well, but we decided against it."
"I see," Tomoyo paused thoughtfully. "That's a point, who's giving you away?"
"Yukito." Sakura stated. "He was as close to a brother and father as I had before Touya was killed."
"Ah," Tomoyo smiled. "That's a good idea."
"Yeah, now lets go home, please..." Sakura whined, "I'm tired."
"What about shoes?"
"Got them, white flats, I can't wear heels to save my life."
"Maid of honour's dress?"
"Can we do that tomorrow?"
"Nah, I have an Idea." She looked at the sighing Sakura. "I'll make it." Sakura smiled.
"Ok, I'll see you whenever then," She hugged her best friend as they went their separate ways down the road.
"I'm home!" Sakura called as she entered the house.
"How did it go?" Syaoran asked from the couch.
"Tiring!" Sakura confessed as she sat down beside him.
"Tomoyo?"
"Yeah."
"Can I see?" He said wriggling around Sakura to try and get the bag.
"NO!" Sakura picked it up, ran upstairs, hid it and came back.
"Why?" Syaoran whined.
"Because..." Sakura explained. "You can't see the bride's dress before the day, it's bad luck." Syaoran pouted. "Tough luck."
"What about the maid of honour dress, I could get an idea from that."
"Once again, no luck. Tomoyo's making it."
Syaoran shrugged and turned on the TV. Sakura curled up to him as he put his arm round her waist. They sat there for a while and before they knew it, it was dark. Syaoran plucked up the courage to ask her what he had been musing over all day.
"Sakura..." He started. Sakura looked up at him.
"What?" She smiled.
"You know we said 'one day' when you said about you being on the pill."
"Yeah..." Sakura knew what was coming and wasn't surprised. "I think I know what your going to ask."
"You do?"
"Yeah, and I feel the same."
"Are you sure you know what I'm talking about?"
Sakura nodded. "For me to come off the pill."
"And your not mad?"
"Not at all. In fact, if I'm with you, I think I could handle it at almost any age. Plus the doctor said my periods should be normal now that I've been on it for this long" Syaoran smiled at her comment and put his lips to her forehead.
"Then lets not try for a baby, but stop not trying, if you know what I mean." Sakura nodded.
"If it happens, it happens." Sakura stood up and pulled him with her, "It's late." Syaoran nodded and followed her to bed.
The pair cuddled up against each other in bed.
"I love you, my cherry blossom." Syaoran whispered into Sakura's ear.
"And I love you, little wolf." Syaoran blushed furiously. "YAY!" Sakura almost shouted. "I finally found something that made you blush.
"But how did you find out that's what my name meant?"
"Well, when your mother came for a visit, she called you Xiao Lang and I was curious. So I did some research and found out what it meant." Sakura smiled. "And it makes you blush!"
"Calm down. As you said," Syaoran hugged her, "It's late." Sakura nodded and huddles into his warmth.
"Night."
"Good night," He kissed the top of her head and the pair fell asleep.
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