The following content has to do with abortion. For religion matters I must warn you all before hand. If you're religion does not support the belief of abortion than please do not flame my fanfic. The matters are emotional and I have tried to keep my beliefs completely out of this situation, which I am to write about, but if my beliefs mix into this writing than please do not criticize me, because your own beliefs are not the same as mine. Thanks for your time.



- Moshi-san



Now that the warning is over… I guess you would all like me to explain why I am starting a new fanfic instead of completing or updating the others I have started… I saw a powerful episode of my favorite show, Ever Wood, (I don't own it so don't sue) and it talked about abortion. The episode touched me so much that I decided to write a fanfic on it… many pregnant woman have to deal with the decision of getting an abortion, and I thought maybe the issues should be out and the open.



Before you begin reading, again, please do not flame me… I am not naming my opinion on the issue unless you, the readers, would like me to. I am simply using facts, statistics; others true stories, and information I come across… if I do state my opinion than I have not meant to… I am trying to look at the issue (meaning abortion) in many angles… I have decided on the angle, and for plot purposes I am not going to reveal the angle. (Meaning is the character I choose is going to have an abortion or not) So, please know that the character I choose might have an abortion… than again the character might not… please, realize that I have warned you.



Also again… some religions are against abortion… and I realize that some of you might want to flame with your opinions (mostly your religionist opinions) shouting out at me. In plain terms I don't want any of you to be flaming me, because you think that my belief is wrong. I know that most religions state that other religions are wrong, but please do not… wait, I'm sorry. I should not have said that… let me rephrase… don't flame me, because of your belief or mine.



I will try to keep my belief out of this story… but, again, if it gets mixed in… it is not my fault.



Now that I think I have covered every angle of the warnings… please, do read on.



(Most sites on the Internet are very opinionated on this matter… I have tried to check out sites that see this matter from ALL SIDES. I hope you do that same.)



Sites: ht tp:// ww w.reli gious toler an ce.o rg/a bor ti on.h tm (With out the spaces)

This Is It

By MoshiMoshiQueen

Beta Reader Sithanas

~Thoughts~

"Talking"

(Me Talking)



Kinomoto Sakura is a healthy, lovely young woman the mere age of sixteen. Her honey brown hair is cut short just above her shoulders, and her bright jade eyes are a sight to behold.



She is a tenth grader at a local high school near her small town of Tomoeda. (Took me forever to find the correct spelling of that… sighs) Like most young woman her age she loves to hang out with friends, crush over guys, cheerlead, and the many more activities of any normal teenager.



There is one thing that makes Sakura different from most of the other high school girls… the fact that Sakura is pregnant.



This is her story, her experience, and her choice. Turn back now if you want… read ahead if you choose.

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"Sakura-chan, come on we have cheerleading practice. What are you doing on the ground?" asked a lively young woman with long, purplish hair.

"Tomoyo-chan, do you think that everyone goes to heaven?"

"I guess. Is this about your mother?"



Sakura only shook her head. "I was only thinking. I'll be at practice in a moment, okay?"

"Sakura, if you want to talk, you can always come to me. You know that, right?"

"Thanks, Tomoyo."

"What are friends for?"



Sakura watched the young girl walk away cheerfully, and she smiled bitterly. ~She has nothing to worry about except boys and her nails getting broken. ~

Sakura looked up towards the azure sky, and the clouds seemed to smile down at her, looking like giant teddy bears and bunnies.



She tried to be happy… she tried to act like herself, but the fact was she had changed. She couldn't be sure if it was for the better or the worse, but she had indeed changed.



It hadn't even been a whole week since she found out the she was pregnant… tears came to her eyes just thinking about it. Thinking about what happened.

~No, I have to be strong… but, how can I? I'm sixteen and pregnant… what am I going to do? ~



She kept saying the same thing over and over in her mind, but she still couldn't believe this had happened to her… she couldn't believe that this wasn't a dream. This was no hallucination, no delirium… this was life and so far it seemed like a bitch.



^Flash Back ^



"Kinomoto-san?"



Sakura stood up quickly. "It's positive, isn't it?"

The doctor nodded slowly. "You have a few options. Abortion is one of them."

"My family… they won't understand this."

"Our infirmary doesn't do the procedure… you will have to go to the nearest one that does. It is four hours away… that is if you decide to…"

"I'm sixteen… sixteen years old! How could this happen?! How? I took the pills… how?!"

"This is going to be a very hard decision. I have phone numbers of people that you can talk to about this."



Sakura sat down hard, her hair covering her dull green eyes as tears streamed down her face. Her soft whisper echoed loud in the room. "How could this happen to me...?"



^End of Flash Back^



Sakura touched the piece of paper in her pocket… it was the paper with the numbers of people she could talk to… one was the counselor at her school.



She wanted this to be hush-hush, but she didn't know what to do… she didn't know what to think… she didn't know anything.

There was a person growing in her… and she was thinking of destroying it without its consent… without ever knowing its feelings, but how could she have it? How could some thing come out of her that was made out of hatred.



She was thinking about killing a baby… her baby... but, it wasn't only hers…



~What am I thinking? What am I doing? Abortion? Killing? I… ~



"Sakura-chan, are you coming?"



Sakura looked up and saw her best friend standing in front of her. "I don't feel really good, Tomoyo-chan. I think I'm going to skip practice today. Will you tell the coach that I was ill?"

"Sure, Sakura-chan. You do look ill. Do you want me to take you home?"

"I don't want to trouble you. I'm not that ill… it's just my stomach. It's probably just a bug. I'll call you later, ok?"

"If you say so. Hope you feel better, Sakura-chan."

Sakura looked sad as Tomoyo walked away. ~I'm not sure if I can anymore...~

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Sakura knocked on a door with bold, white letters that read "Ms. Sato Suzuki".

"Kinomoto-kun. It is a pleasure to see you. Please, do come in."

Sakura clamped her hands together tightly as sweat moistened her palms. "I'm sorry to bother you, but…"

"Don't worry Kinomoto-san, you're not a bother at all."

"My…" Sakura stopped trying to chock out the words with out crying.


"My doctor gave me your number, and I… I need your help."

"What for, Sakura?"

"I'm pregnant…" The words didn't seem like her own, but they really did come out of Sakura's mouth. It seemed like the sentence echoed in the room forever, but finally Sato-san spoke.

"Do you know the options?"

Sakura nodded somberly. "I can have the baby and put it up for adoption, I can have it and raise it on my own, I can have an… ab… an abortion…"

Sato-san placed a hand on Sakura's shoulder as she took a deep breath, then continued.

"I… I came to you, because… because, I am thinking about an abortion."

Sato-san nodded, "Is that really what you want?"

"I'm not sure, but… I'm too young to have a baby… I'm not old enough mentally or physically. I wish I could say that I can have this baby, but I can't. I can't. Does this make me a bad person? I'm thinking about killing something inside of me? How horrible can I get?"

~Plus, plus there are others reasons… other things… ~

With those words tears came pouring out of Sakura's eyes. "How horrible can I be?"

Sato-san held Sakura tightly to her as her body shook with sobs. "Sakura-san, you're not horrible. You're not the only one… you're not the only one."

"I wish that would help, but it doesn't… it doesn't make me feel better. It doesn't. I can't have this baby… I can't, but I'm not sure if I can go through with an abortion… I'm not strong enough to have the baby… and I'm not strong enough to have an abortion. What am I going to do?"

"Sakura-san… I want you to take a few days to think this through. You need to think it through completely… to give yourself a few days… maybe even a few weeks. Don't rush this. When you decide, come back here and I'll help you from there."

"What if I can't decide?"

"You will decide… I know you will."

"What if I make the wrong decision?"

"You won't. Take your time, Sakura-san. Take a few days. Don't let any one else's thoughts into your mind. Forget everyone else. This is your decision… forget your family, forget your friends, forget everyone. You alone must make this decision."

"I don't think I can do this alone… I can't."

"You're stronger than you think, Sakura-kun. I know you can do this."

"Can I get help from… from a friend?"



Sato-san nodded, "You might need one more than ever now… but don't let them make a choice for you."



Sakura thanked Sato-san… promising her many things, but not knowing at all whether she'd be able to keep them…



Wouldn't letting someone else make the decision for her be easier? Easier maybe, but the right decision… maybe not.



Rain fell softly from the once white clouds above the town Sakura knew so well… and the weather fit her mood perfectly.



It was cold, wet… and bitter. The once sunny day had turned into a gloomy, cold place… and it didn't bother Sakura one bit.



She stopped in front of a wooden door. Her mind told her to leave, but her body refused to move.



Her shaking hand hit the door with a soft thud, and the door opened a few moments later to reveal a young man dressed only in a towel, with soft chestnut locks that hid his deep amber eyes.

"Sakura-chan."

"Syaoran-kun… I'm sorry to bother you. Maybe I should leave."

"No, you're never a bother. I was just getting out of the shower anyways. Come in."



"Syaoran-kun, before I come in… I need to tell you something that you might not like. Please, promise that you won't hate me."

"Sakura-chan, I could never hate you."

"Promise. Please?"

"I promise."

"Thanks… maybe I should stand here and tell you before you let me in."

"Sakura-chan…" Before he could finish, she cut him off.

"Syaoran, I'm pregnant and I'm thinking about having an abortion." She said it quickly… but she knew he heard every word.

He stood there like a statue, mouth open, one hand holding up his towel and the other hand absently running through his hair.

"You hate me."

"I don't hate you, Sakura. I could never hate you."

"Even if I go through with the abortion?"

"Even if you went through with the abortion. Please, come in. You're all wet."



From that moment Sakura knew that Syaoran would never hate her… he would be the one who would understand her… he was the one…

Authors Notes: No offence to those who think that a normal teenager does not do the things that I listed… many have different opinions and I support that.

Sorry for the language