Just the Past
Chapter one
I'm Back
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS.
Hey, everyone. How well do you think you know me? Sure, my names Sakura Kinomoto. Sure I'm rich, smart and sweet, but if you look at me and think that I'm a rich, spoiled brat, with a weak heart- then you're wrong. Because, money does not grow on trees... it doesn't come from the snap of a finger; it comes from pain and hard work.
It comes from the backstabbing and disappointment my dad had to endure, just so he could give his daughter, me, a better life. But in the end it wasn't worth anything, because you can't trust anybody. That's the one thing I've learned from my life and because of this, I've achieved my father's goal. I am happy now and life has never been better.
I admit that I have made mistakes, but the past is the past. Now is the future and I'm damned to make it the best it is.
But even if the future's bright, there is no escaping the past. There's no undoing what's been done, except to go back and fix the flaw. And that is exactly what I plan to do.
Because revenge is sweet, but love is even sweeter.
So if you think you know me pretty well, I only have two words to say to you: guess again.
"Daddy..."
I flipped the picture frame over to the back so I couldn't see the picture.
Closing my eyes, letting my tears fall, I gently placed the picture at the bottom of my suitcase.
My last goodbye.
I held my hands to my mouth as I willed the tears to stop.
"Good bye Daddy, for the last time. I-I'm going to make you proud. I'm going to get your revenge."
I instantly stood up and looked around the room.
Today I was leaving.
Today I was going back to Hong Kong.
I stopped as I heard the deep voice.
"What do you think you're doing?"
But I was going to miss him.
My husband, Danny stood in front of me with a worried expression.
I sighed, as I took his hands in mine and explained to him.
He broke down in front of me and cried.
This was the first time I'd seen him cry and it made me feel so bad.
But I didn't love him.
I couldn't.
I loved someone else.
The only reason I stayed with him was because he was my friend.
I loved him as a friend.
He helped me during those times after my father died and Touya disappeared.
He picked me up when I couldn't walk and helped me when I couldn't breathe.
Even though he's not a good father to Kali, my daughter he's good to me.
"I'll be back," I whispered to him.
I hated hurting him.
I hated lying to him and pretending that I loved him.
As much as I tried to love him I couldn't.
Those same eyes and messy brown hair called out to me.
Those same amber eyes and messy chestnut hair reached out to me and caressed me and loved me in my dreams.
Those same eyes and messy brown hair haunted me.
"I love you..." Danny whispered.
"I..."
I couldn't say anything.
Today, I couldn't lie.
I loved Syaoran.
Hong Kong
A black limo pulled up onto the slick driveway, in a quick turn, causing the car to stop in a sudden.
A loud squeal was heard, along with a thump. The chauffer held his breath, until he heard a soft chuckle.
Inside
"Syaoran, why are we in a rush?" She squealed, as the limo made quick turns at the corners.
"Because," he said, "we're going to be late for that dinner party and mother's going to have my head if we do," he said, pulling her towards him.
She sighed, running a hand against his lap. "These party's are so lame. All they ever do is try to get you to meet another girl, so you could marry and settle down," she said bitterly.
Syaoran chuckled, caressing her face. "Don't worry Krista, you know that you're the only woman I want," he said.
"Now, let's just get to that party and get it over with okay?" He said, picking her up in a sudden movement and placing her onto his lap.
She squealed in shock, and turned to face Syaoran who had on a mischievous smirk.
"Fine," she whispered, as their lips brushed together in an enticing kiss.
"Oh, I love you," she moaned.
Right then, the limo swerved into the driveway and stopped suddenly, sending her flying forwards. She hit the tinted glass that separated the driver's seat and the passenger's seat.
"Ooh," she moaned... one day that chauffer was going to get it.
Syaoran chuckled, pulling her towards him, and giving her one last kiss. "Behave," he said, when the door opened. (By the chauffer of course) He smiled at the chauffer, "thanks for getting us here quickly, Al," he said, patting his back and pulling a growling Krista out.
"No problem," he said, winking at the fuming Krista.
We walked into the ballroom 5 minutes late. I saw the look on my mother's face when she saw Krista hanging off my arm.
She'd never liked her.
I was glad when Krista went off with some friends.
"Hi mother," I said lamely. I was so tired of these stupid parties.
"Oh and here is my son!" My mother said to someone.
I knew it.
I turned to the person and suddenly I couldn't breathe.
Slowly, Sakura looked up. All sensible thoughts escaped. It was him...
A/N: Well the first chapter of this story. Please leave a review. I'd really appreciate it.
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