AN: I'm really sorry about the intervals in which I update. A person's life can get really complicated, I'm sure most of you understand that. Updating is one of my weak points. But… I try. Surprise two segments down.

Disclaimer: Up to this chapter and point of my life, I still do not own.

Chapter 14: Found

The light came slowly, and the angel wondered how long she had been dead. An hour? A day? Ten days? It did not matter. Her bed was soft like a cloud, and the air around her smelled pleasant with mix spices and of lavender air freshener. Hold on Sakura, a voice said. You better or else… I'll hate you for the rest of my life.

She slept and awoke. Fog shrouded her thoughts. She never thought she would get to heaven, and yet she felt the softness and a warm aura close to her.

"He hates me," she whispered painfully, her eyes squeezed even tighter then before. Laid down on her bed of clouds, she murmured, "Might as well go back to sleep," she paused. "No more point in living, even though it's heaven," she told herself.

Little did she know, an extremely shocked figure sitting by her was too speechless to say anything while witnessing the 'angel' moving and talking as the day passed. Only when the 'angel' told herself to go back to sleep again, he immediately snapped out of his trance.

"Sakura, wake up, don't sleep again!" He shook her, not too violently but not too gently either in fear of the 'angel' sleeping forever this time.

Huh? A confused emotion crossed the 'angel's' face. Opening her eyes slowly, she took in her surroundings. "Don't you dare shut those eyes of yours again, you hear me?" the figure turned her by the shoulders a bit roughly.

"S- Syaoran?" This time it was Sakura's turn to be speechless. Before he knew it, she had latched on to him tightly, sobbing. The mere actions of her shaking shoulders send huge waves of painful convulsions to his heart.

"Don't cry, and I don't hate you. You made it, I almost thought you lost your will to live," Syaoran went on gently, rubbing his hands up and down Sakura's back, soothing her.

"I thought I lost you too," Sakura said in between sobs.

"What? So much so that you don't miss any of us?" a sly voice came.

"Kawaii!" Five other voices came. Yes, five. Not Tomoyo alone but Tomoyo accompanied with Syaoran's four sisters.

"God, not them," Syaoran begged, his eyebrows wrinkled in dismay, making Sakura cheer up a little. Her head was still buried in Syaoran's chest as she clutched her small hands tightly around his own.

"So, when's the wedding?" Meilin asked with a sly smirk on her face.

When they were alone once again, Syaoran took this time to carefully observe his recently found love. "How are you feeling?" Syaoran asked, absently brushing the strand of hair blocking Sakura's view. Sakura nodded, indicating her recovering well-being. "I was so scared, really," Syaoran said, trying to hide the pain.

Sakura nodded sub-consciously. Thinking back at what the drive of her life was… she knew it had just changed now. "Syaoran, I love you," Sakura said out of the blue. Sitting upright, she stared seriously into Syaoran's eyes. "I don't know when I fell in love with you, but I know it has been for quite awhile now."

"Wow… I never knew you found me that attractive," Syaoran said with a hint of humour, making Sakura pout in mock anger, but also waiting for his reply. "Sakura," Syaoran said gently, cupping her face as if it was very fragile. "I meant what I said that horrible night and I still do." With a solemnly serious face, he started to lean forward slowly, taking in the serenity of the two blinking emerald eyes. "I love you," and before Sakura could respond, he tenderly touched her lips with his.

Sakura nearly jerked back in shock, she was experiencing the most wonderful thing she had ever experienced since… forever. When the lips lost contact, Sakura was too shaken to say anything.

"Want another one?" Syaoran asked cheekily while Sakura could only nod dumbly but with a fonder look in her eyes. And so, the couple engaged in another sweet passionate kiss.

Years passed, stories were told and memories awakened. Still, no other two felt their love lessen, instead it grew. Day after day. Week after week. And after five years of blissful marriage, the two never felt happier in their whole life with Sakura, being 21 finally and Syaoran, turning 22 soon. In fact, the couple had bonded even more and in eight months. A new life was to be brought out into the world that existed. A world where love is possible anytime and anywhere and, also with the person that you argue most with.

THE LAST CHAPTER:

THANK YOU FOR STICKING WITH THIS STORY. I know this chapter is too short but I could not think of any other way of ending it. I had quite a bit of ups-and-downs when I wrote this story during these months. Thank you all my readers and reviewers for all your support and encouragement. It really helps lift my spirits whenever I'm feeling down. THANK YOU SO MUCH!

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Too much dialogue, once again. Recently I've became really fussy of the proportion of dialogues and narration. Anyway, forgot to mention but this is THE LAST CHAPTER! Yep… almost a year, I wrote this story. Took such a long time because of plenty of procrastination and schoolwork. But, I'm going to release a new story. Yea, don't know how that's going to work out.

It's called Surgical Heart.I think I mentioned this in my other fic, but since I'm finished with this, I decided to start uploading this new story. I really don't know how this one's going to turn out, probably not that well but I try. Really I do.

Anyway, my writing depends mainly on my mood and tiredness level. I was feeling very tired when I edited this chapter, thus leading to this chapter.