Drabble #5
Written For: Kazie
Characters: Sakura and Syaoran
Trigger Words: Dreams
A/N: Congratulations on your big day! Hope everything went well, and hope this is a nice surprise for you after a day of work. ^^; Or night. Well I hope you get this shortly after your performance anyway :3
Somewhere in the back of his head Syaoran knew there was something strange about this all. He should be asking himself where they were, he should be asking himself how they got here or any of those sorts of questions but somehow it didn’t matter at the moment. They stood by themselves on short, arched bridge made of wood that seemed sanded to near perfection. The bridge covered the distance of a small, bubbling stream that ran down past them to lose itself over a slope and into the tall trees of the forest that surrounded them. It was strange for there to be a bridge out here in what looked like a dense forest, in this tiny opening.
But once again it didn’t matter. He was happy to be here. It was calm, quiet, and beautiful. But of course, the most important reason…
His brown eyes drifted to the side to look at Sakura who was looking at something in the stream and giggling. She was here, and she was safe, and she was happy so there was not much that could break him out of his own good mood.
“What are you looking at?” he asked, leaning over the bridge’s banister.
“Look,” she pointed to some flickers of silver and blue colorings chasing each other in the water “they’re playing.”
The two watched the fishes for a while before Sakura let out a content sigh and leaned back “Thanks for bringing me here, Syaoran. It was nice to get away from the bustle, it was so crowded.”
“That’s because they all wanted to see the star of the show! You did a great job as Cornet.” He congratulated.
Sakura blushed and looked down bashfully, biting on her lower lip. “Thank you, Syaoran.
~~**~~
He awoke with a start when the sound of his alarm broke into his conscious mind and let out an embarrassed groan,
He shouldn’t have dreams like that. Those were the kinds of things only girls did and could do-or so that was what his twelve-year-old boy mind insisted. He slogged on through his morning ritual of preparing for school, all the while chastising himself. As much as he knew this though they came again and again. They were simple dreams like that where they would just talk. They were nice, wonderful, and for all the embarrassment made him happy. In these dreams he could talk to Sakura and not stutter like a fool trying to bring out every word and come up with the right thing to say. In these dreams there was no fear of an inferring brother, or him saying something stupid because he always seemed to say the right thing.
But still, he thought as he approached the school and saw the familiar face that had been in his dream. For all the difficulties she brought, he would never, ever trade the real one.
Cross-posted to: fannyart clamp_manga sakusyao reviewers_inc tsukimineshrine ccsakura
Characters: Sakura and Syaoran
Trigger Words: Dreams
A/N: Congratulations on your big day! Hope everything went well, and hope this is a nice surprise for you after a day of work. ^^; Or night. Well I hope you get this shortly after your performance anyway :3
Somewhere in the back of his head Syaoran knew there was something strange about this all. He should be asking himself where they were, he should be asking himself how they got here or any of those sorts of questions but somehow it didn’t matter at the moment. They stood by themselves on short, arched bridge made of wood that seemed sanded to near perfection. The bridge covered the distance of a small, bubbling stream that ran down past them to lose itself over a slope and into the tall trees of the forest that surrounded them. It was strange for there to be a bridge out here in what looked like a dense forest, in this tiny opening.
But once again it didn’t matter. He was happy to be here. It was calm, quiet, and beautiful. But of course, the most important reason…
His brown eyes drifted to the side to look at Sakura who was looking at something in the stream and giggling. She was here, and she was safe, and she was happy so there was not much that could break him out of his own good mood.
“What are you looking at?” he asked, leaning over the bridge’s banister.
“Look,” she pointed to some flickers of silver and blue colorings chasing each other in the water “they’re playing.”
The two watched the fishes for a while before Sakura let out a content sigh and leaned back “Thanks for bringing me here, Syaoran. It was nice to get away from the bustle, it was so crowded.”
“That’s because they all wanted to see the star of the show! You did a great job as Cornet.” He congratulated.
Sakura blushed and looked down bashfully, biting on her lower lip. “Thank you, Syaoran.
~~**~~
He awoke with a start when the sound of his alarm broke into his conscious mind and let out an embarrassed groan,
He shouldn’t have dreams like that. Those were the kinds of things only girls did and could do-or so that was what his twelve-year-old boy mind insisted. He slogged on through his morning ritual of preparing for school, all the while chastising himself. As much as he knew this though they came again and again. They were simple dreams like that where they would just talk. They were nice, wonderful, and for all the embarrassment made him happy. In these dreams he could talk to Sakura and not stutter like a fool trying to bring out every word and come up with the right thing to say. In these dreams there was no fear of an inferring brother, or him saying something stupid because he always seemed to say the right thing.
But still, he thought as he approached the school and saw the familiar face that had been in his dream. For all the difficulties she brought, he would never, ever trade the real one.
Cross-posted to: fannyart clamp_manga sakusyao reviewers_inc tsukimineshrine ccsakura