(he can only smile back at her as she voices how much she loves being by his side, the feeling obviously mutual. it's more than a joy to him that they're able to do such simple things like this, walk home together, go on dates. it puts him at ease.
if he tried to make any sort of move now, for starters, he's pretty sure touya would burst out of his cave and pummel syaoran, and second... just bad timing. even just a kiss goodbye is on his mind, but he holds back. tomorrow. definitely tomorrow.) I'll look forward to your message. And I'm glad to walk you home whenever I can.
(and though he hates having to be the one to take the first few steps away, syaoran also knows that if he doesn't begin to walk away right now, he'll never be able to separate from sakura.) I'll see you tomorrow, Sakura.
(with that, he walks away into the direction of his home, occasionally looking back to see her leaving, as well.
FAST FORWARD.
ever since syaoran woke up, his heart bad been pounding. today's the day. he'll finally be able to take sakura on a proper date, treat her the way he's been wanting to since he returned to japan. it was a slightly anxious morning of going through his clothing to find the perfect outfit to wear that day, something to complement sakura nicely.
after he spends more than enough time fussing over himself and the details of the date, syaoran manages to force himself out the door, walking in a tense, robotic state until he makes it to sakura's house.
and he swears he's about to have a heart attack right on her doorstep. it's a few more moments of freeting about himself,straightening his clothes, adjusting his hair, little things to make himself look perfect before he takes that first step and...
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if he tried to make any sort of move now, for starters, he's pretty sure touya would burst out of his cave and pummel syaoran, and second... just bad timing. even just a kiss goodbye is on his mind, but he holds back. tomorrow. definitely tomorrow.) I'll look forward to your message. And I'm glad to walk you home whenever I can.
(and though he hates having to be the one to take the first few steps away, syaoran also knows that if he doesn't begin to walk away right now, he'll never be able to separate from sakura.) I'll see you tomorrow, Sakura.
(with that, he walks away into the direction of his home, occasionally looking back to see her leaving, as well.
FAST FORWARD.
ever since syaoran woke up, his heart bad been pounding. today's the day. he'll finally be able to take sakura on a proper date, treat her the way he's been wanting to since he returned to japan. it was a slightly anxious morning of going through his clothing to find the perfect outfit to wear that day, something to complement sakura nicely.
after he spends more than enough time fussing over himself and the details of the date, syaoran manages to force himself out the door, walking in a tense, robotic state until he makes it to sakura's house.
and he swears he's about to have a heart attack right on her doorstep. it's a few more moments of freeting about himself,straightening his clothes, adjusting his hair, little things to make himself look perfect before he takes that first step and...
rings sakura's doorbell.)