“Sakura-chan, doesn’t Li-kun seem strange, today?” Daidouji Tomoyo asked. “He’s been frowning and sighing.”
Kinomoto Sakura laughed. “Doesn’t that mean that he is in his usual mood?”
“No, there’s something on his mind.”
Yanagisawa Naoko butted in, “Maybe he’s haunted by a ghost!”
“No, maybe he’s in love. He’s thinking how to propose!” Sasaki Rika exclaimed.
During break, Sakura walked up to Syaoran. Gently, she asked, “Syaoran-kun, is anything the matter?”
Abruptly, he replied, “I’m going back to Hong Kong.”
To cover up her astonishment and disappointment, she stammered, “Oh-oh. I guess that’s wonderful for you. You must miss your family and home. After all, you have no reason to stay in Japan.”
Syaoran scowled. Suddenly, from behind him, Takashi Yamazaki interrupted, “In the ancient Asiatic days, the Chinese warriors often traveled to accomplish their missions. They had to adjust to many places to fight nobly. They were honored and welcomed by the people where ever they went, since they were legendary. Yet, they say that one’s true home is where their heart lies. Their heart lies where their most loved one, their soul mate…”
Syaoran stalked off to the classroom and Sakura looked in puzzlement.
* * * * * *
“Hoe-e! I can’t believe he left without saying good-bye!”
Tomoyo chuckled and said, “Maybe he was afraid that he would fall apart if he had to face you before leaving to Hong Kong.”
Sakura gave a glare that rivaled Syaoran’s own death glare.
“Ohohohoho! You kind of look like him right now!”
Sakura sighed. There was no point in talking to Tomoyo in this type of mood.
That night, Sakura lay awake, tossing and turning in her bed. He could have at least said good-bye. He just left. I’ll probably never see him again. For some strange reason, her eyes were glassy. How fierce he looked when she first met him. But he had a kind, caring personality after his first appearance. All those times together, trying hard to capture the Clow Cards, facing Yue-san, and overcoming Eriol-kun, he was always there for me. He’s my good friend. All the memories flooded her. Despite all the hardships, those were the happy, exciting days. She remembered how he… no. She will forget. Forget him. He’s gone from your life now.
Gradually, Sakura drifted into a turmoil of dreams. Her heart began to beat faster. A boy and a girl her own age were standing on a high cliff, laughing cruelly. Yet, she could not see their faces, which were dark under the full moon, except for their flickering golden eyes. The girl said, “We’ll get you, Cherry Blossom. You and the Little Wolf, also. Just wait and see.”
Suddenly, Sakura screamed. Syaoran was falling down the edge of the bottomless cliff, his hand desperately stretching towards her.
“No! Syaorannnnnn!”
She bolted up in bed, screaming. Kinomoto Touya and her father came running to her room. “What’s the matter, Sakura?”
“I-its nothing, onii-chan. Just a nightmare, that’s all. Really, I’m fine.”
Yet, Sakura had an uneasy feeling about the future.
* * * * * *
“Are we ready, my dear brother, Eron?” Chang Erika asked with an evil gleam in her hazel eyes flecked with gold.
“Not yet, my dear, not yet. Just wait a little while longer for our powers to reach its fullest. Then… then you know our plans.” Chang Eron smiled a charming smile, except for that mysterious flickering in eyes that matched with his twins’.