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Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Cardcaptor Sakura. I'm only borrowing the characters for the plot.

A/N: Okay after the long wait, I finally finished editing the story. I'm sorry. I had t take it off fanfic a few months ago to do so. I did not plagiarize. THIS IS MY STORY!

A Little Too Late

Sakura watched from a distance as Syaoran kneeled in front of Tomoyo. His smile evident to his happiness. A small squeal erupted from her best friend as Syaoran picked her up bridal-style and twirl her around. Both trapped in their own little moment, oblivious to the world around them.

Sakura could do nothing, but silently congratulate them and to walk away in defeat. She was going to leave Tomoeda soon, and before she could leave for Italy to join her father in an archaeology expedition. She walked away into the shadows muttering, "Goodbye Syaoran."

"Sakura are you ready to leave now?"

It's been two miserable days for Sakura. Tomoyo just called her last night, telling her how romantic Syaoran was and Sakura was to be the maid of honour at Tomoyo's wedding. The conversation replayed in her head. Refusing to leave her alone.

"Oh My God! Sakura, Syaoran just propose to me!" Squealed the ever so cheerful Tomoyo.

"I'm so happy for you Moyo-chan. Congratulations," said Sakura. Her voice barely inaudible.

"And you know what the best part is? You get to be the maid of honour!" said Tomoyo practically screaming into her phone.

A small weak smile crept on to Sakura's lips. She had no other choice; she didn't want to see her best friend on the alter with her first love. It already hurts too much. But she didn't want to see Tomoyo sad. What could she possibly do other than agreeing to be Tomoyo's maid of honour. And all she could do now is pray that there would be another guy as great a Syaoran Li was.

"Sakura!" Touya called out. "Are you ready or not? Dad's waiting for you in the cab!"

After several years, Touya got married to Yukito. The both of them were planning on adopting. And Sakura couldn't be more happier-well besides the fact that Touya stopped calling her a 'Kaiju'.

"Shut up, you big dufus! I'm coming so stop yelling at me!" said Sakura shouting a reply.

This is a new start and a new start it shall be.

She took a deep breathe and closed her bedroom door, running down the stairs with only a small and simple luggage along. She hugged Touya and kissed him goodbye. And walked down the front pavement into the awaiting cab. During the car ride, she looked out of the window. Memorizing every detail, reminiscing through the things she did in Tomoeda; the place she grew up in. The place she called home.

Bye Tomoeda, see you in six months…I hope.

Six Months Later

She let her eyes wander around, things have changed since she left for Italy. Penguin Park was now being renovated, new shops were set up and last she heard they were going to build a fancy restaurant. Sighing, Sakura closed her eyes and felt a tear roll down her cheeks. In a few days, they were going to get married. She had tried her hardest to forget him. She dated a number of guys, but none had what she was looking for.

"Sakura, we're here." said Fujitaka, her dearest father.

Without another thought, she got out of the cab and helped her father unload their luggage. She went to her room. Her plushies were still there along with some of her pictures up on the wall. A picture of the trio was right on her side bed. A picture of them in high school. Her phone rang and she found out it was none other than Tomoyo.

"Hello?" her voice was hesitant. She pursed her lips into a thin line, waiting for Tomoyo's reply. Placing the phone nearer to her ear.

"Hello." came a husky voice. Syaoran was on the other line! "Sakura, Tomoyo wanted you to meet her at the bridal store in a few hours. I'm really sorry for troubling you. You know how she can be," He said ending it all with a sigh.

Sakura was speechless, she wanted to avoid Syaoran at all cost and move on, but seems as if Hell was happening on earth for her.

"Sure, why not? So umm.. Goodbye now!" she said in a hurry, hanging up before he could even utter a word. She unpacked her clothes and changed her attire.

As she made her way toward Tomoeda's famous bridal store, Daijouji Fashion, she saw a couple of teenagers, holding hands and completely wrapped around one another. She wanted a life just like that. Being twenty and single was a life she never wanted. She opened the glass doors to the store and was greeted by Mrs. Sonomi Daijouji tapping her foot impatiently and looking at Sakura disapprovingly.

"You're late Sakura! Tardiness is probably one of the things that won't get you married. Unlike my beautiful Tomoyo, she's happily engaged to an amazing and wealthy man." boasted Sonomi. Her rants were soon stopped by Tomoyo squealing at Sakura. And before she knew it, she was enveloped in a tight, suffocating hug.

Sakura had learned years ago that Sonomi was only nice to her because of her great-grandfather and because her personality was much like her dear mother's. Sonomi became more and more bitter and spiteful through out the years. To say that she was jealous of Sakura being in the spotlight other than Tomoyo was an understatement. But truthfully, nobody knew what caused the change in her.

"Sakura, you made it. Here, put this on and we will see if this fits you." said Tomoyo letting her go and thrusting a white knee-length, halter dress. And pushing her into one of the changing cubicles. When she came out, Tomoyo began inspecting her, carefully checking the details. Then, she looked up and smiled brilliantly at Sakura. "You look wonderful Sakura!" she said ushering Sakura to change back into her casual clothes.

"But not as wonderful as you're going to be." stressed Sonomi to Tomoyo. Tomoyo looked at her mother and rolled her pretty amethyst eyes. "Don't roll your eyes young lady or they'll stay like that!" warned Sonomi. Tomoyo ignored her mother and continued to ask Sakura unnecessary questions. But one in particular bothered her greatly.

"Sakura when are you getting married? I mean, you are almost twenty one."

Weird. Tomoyo was never one to make somebody uncomfortable. Sakura was silent for a moment.

"I'm not interested in getting married yet, Moyo. I want to focus on my career. I feel like I'm on the losing end here. I don't even know what I'm doing with my life right now." she said. At that point, she could hear Sonomi snorting at her answer. Sure she was lying, but it was the only was to get them off her back And knowing Tomoyo, she would probably play matchmaker.

Tomoyo shook her head at her childhood friend, "Sakura, wait any longer and the world will be free from anymore available single guys!" she whined. Sakura wanted not to be embarrassed any further. So, she took her handbag and got out of the bridal store before any arguments could start.

Wedding Day

Sakura was well prepared. She held the bundle of flowers in hand. She was waiting for Sonomi's cue. She held her breath and bit her lower lip in annoyance.

"Tomoyo honey, we're almost on!" said Sonomi making sure the veil was perfectly placed on her daughter's head. Tomoyo on the other hand, was nibbling on a cookie. "O.K, everyone, time to get this show on the road! Sakura get ready to go!" Sonomi said eagerly waiting to see her daughter being married off.

The music orchestra filled the air, as Sakura stepped on the aisle, she watched Syaoran fiddling with his cuffs nervously. Eriol was sending her a reassuring smile, he was in the same situation as she was. He was in love with Tomoyo. Syaoran's face was as red as a tomato, his head hung low.

As soon as they reached the end of the aisle, Tomoyo and Syaoran joined hands. Sakura looked away, distracting herself with the beautiful decorations set up. She hummed a song to herself, trying her hardest to ignore the priest's words. Soon, the words she wished not to her, parted from her friend's mouth, "I do."

"If there are any objections as to why these two shall not be together, speak now or forever stay in silence," said the priest.

Sakura looked over to Eriol only to see him struggling to keep himself from ruining the moment. Sakura sent him a comforting smile.

"You are now husband and wife. You may kiss the bride," announced the priest with great pleasure. She kept her eyes on the floor, ignoring the cheers from the crowd.

That was it.

That night Sakura didn't attend the wedding reception. She was crying her heart out, curling under the sheets of her bed. Her phone kept on ringing endlessly.

"Sakura, how dare you not show up at the reception!" screamed Meiling

"Sakura, are you there? Sakura?" whined Tomoyo.

"Sakura, are you sure you don't want to come? It will be such a waste if you don't." said Eriol

"Sakura? Hello? I'm not sure what's going on, but you're my best friend and I want to help out. Sakura?…Call me." Syaoran said softly.

Dear God! What am I going to do now?