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What He Missed (Meiling/Sakura)
Comm: International Day of Femslash 7/19/08
Prompt: SakuraxMeiling; now I see what he sees.
Length: 682
Fandom: Cardcaptor Sakura
Title: What He Missed
Author: rhap-chan
Pairing/Characters: slight Meiling/Sakura; focused on Syaoran/Sakura breakup
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura belongs to CLAMP. All fanfiction archived here is a derivative of canon material that is not my property. I do not profit from these writings. The opinions and actions expressed in these stories are not necessarily the views and beliefs of the original author or me.
Excerpt: Sakura called Meiling the night that Syaoran broke up with her. Meiling was on her doorstep in ten minutes.
Sakura called Meiling the night that Syaoran broke up with her. Meiling was on her doorstep in ten minutes. When Sakura opened the door, her eyes were already puffy with crying. Meiling pushed back the prickly anger that threatened to overwhelm her (what was her cousin thinking?!) and pulled Sakura to her breast, feeling her shake with sobs. She had a bitter sort of deja vu for a moment.
What was her cousin thinking?!
Sakura howled into Meiling's shirt and Meiling stepped into Sakura's apartment and shut the door. They settled on Sakura's couch, Sakura's arms wrapped firmly around Meiling's waist, and she sobbed so much that Meiling almost started crying herself in sympathy. She stroked Sakura's hair instead. It was short and feather soft.
Sakura was mumbling things in-between sobs: "growing apart?" and "two different places" and "don't know me anymore" and who knew what else. Meiling nodded and muttered back with appropriate answers until Sakura finally stopped shaking. She looked up at Meiling, eyes bleary.
"Thank you, Meiling-chan," she said softly. "Thank you for coming over here."
"Not a problem," Meiling said, feeling awkward for the first time since arrival. She knew Sakura didn't have many people to go to these days, with Tomoyo being abroad and most of their other friends from elementary school moved away or going to college elsewhere. Meiling had no idea where Kero had gone; to Fujitaka's, she supposed, to wait out the worst of it. He hadn't liked Syaoran much and wouldn't have been very good with sympathy, even if he tried. The four of them had stuck together pretty solidly until Tomoyo's move, but recently Meiling had been spending Saturdays alone. She had been building a webpage when Sakura called her; the file was still open on her desktop and it would be when she went home. No rush.
"I just... I love him so much, Meiling-chan. I really don't know what to do without him," she said, eyes welling up with tears again. Meiling reached out and stroked Sakura's cheek tenderly.
"Here, maybe you should go to bed. I'll sit with you until you sleep, okay?" she said. Sakura's brow furrowed.
"I'll have bad dreams," she said, sounding like a small child, but probably telling the truth. Meiling remembered the trouble she had had sleeping after her own heartbreak. She had lain awake hoping for the dawn, for a distraction from the pain.
"I'll sleep with you," she said, gratified when Sakura smiled.
"Would you, really?" she said hopefully. When Meiling nodded, Sakura led her to her bedroom. There were touches of Syaoran everywhere in it-- the bear high on a shelf, the pictures framed on the wall. Meiling winced. Sakura paused in the doorway, looking defeated. Then Meiling had an idea.
"Why don't we use the fold-out bed in your couch? It's probably bigger than your bed, anyway?"
Sakura nodded thankfully. There were, somehow, fewer pictures of Syaoran in the living room. Mostly her family featured along the wall. They grabbed some pajamas and bedclothes and set to making out the couch bed in silence. Sakura sat down on it heavily, shoulders hunched. Meiling reached out and rubbed the small of her back.
"Sleep, sleep," she said soothingly, and the other girl lay down, curling up in a ball. She sniffled again, loud in the dark, and Meiling wrapped her arms around her and waited for her breathing to slow and ease before she fell asleep herself.
*
To fall asleep crying is to sleep hard, Meiling knew, and she wasn't surprised that she woke first in the morning, her arms still supporting Sakura. The mid-morning light wasn't flattering to either of them, highlighting the tear tracks on Sakura's face. She looked so young and broken, and Meiling's gaze was tender as it played across the delicate face and glossy brown hair. For a moment, she saw what Syaoran had seen in her-- the kindness in her brow, the sweet pale shoulder, the gentle cheekbones.
She stroked Sakura's hair and vowed to beat Syaoran up the next time she saw him.
Prompt: SakuraxMeiling; now I see what he sees.
Length: 682
Fandom: Cardcaptor Sakura
Title: What He Missed
Author: rhap-chan
Pairing/Characters: slight Meiling/Sakura; focused on Syaoran/Sakura breakup
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura belongs to CLAMP. All fanfiction archived here is a derivative of canon material that is not my property. I do not profit from these writings. The opinions and actions expressed in these stories are not necessarily the views and beliefs of the original author or me.
Excerpt: Sakura called Meiling the night that Syaoran broke up with her. Meiling was on her doorstep in ten minutes.
Sakura called Meiling the night that Syaoran broke up with her. Meiling was on her doorstep in ten minutes. When Sakura opened the door, her eyes were already puffy with crying. Meiling pushed back the prickly anger that threatened to overwhelm her (what was her cousin thinking?!) and pulled Sakura to her breast, feeling her shake with sobs. She had a bitter sort of deja vu for a moment.
What was her cousin thinking?!
Sakura howled into Meiling's shirt and Meiling stepped into Sakura's apartment and shut the door. They settled on Sakura's couch, Sakura's arms wrapped firmly around Meiling's waist, and she sobbed so much that Meiling almost started crying herself in sympathy. She stroked Sakura's hair instead. It was short and feather soft.
Sakura was mumbling things in-between sobs: "growing apart?" and "two different places" and "don't know me anymore" and who knew what else. Meiling nodded and muttered back with appropriate answers until Sakura finally stopped shaking. She looked up at Meiling, eyes bleary.
"Thank you, Meiling-chan," she said softly. "Thank you for coming over here."
"Not a problem," Meiling said, feeling awkward for the first time since arrival. She knew Sakura didn't have many people to go to these days, with Tomoyo being abroad and most of their other friends from elementary school moved away or going to college elsewhere. Meiling had no idea where Kero had gone; to Fujitaka's, she supposed, to wait out the worst of it. He hadn't liked Syaoran much and wouldn't have been very good with sympathy, even if he tried. The four of them had stuck together pretty solidly until Tomoyo's move, but recently Meiling had been spending Saturdays alone. She had been building a webpage when Sakura called her; the file was still open on her desktop and it would be when she went home. No rush.
"I just... I love him so much, Meiling-chan. I really don't know what to do without him," she said, eyes welling up with tears again. Meiling reached out and stroked Sakura's cheek tenderly.
"Here, maybe you should go to bed. I'll sit with you until you sleep, okay?" she said. Sakura's brow furrowed.
"I'll have bad dreams," she said, sounding like a small child, but probably telling the truth. Meiling remembered the trouble she had had sleeping after her own heartbreak. She had lain awake hoping for the dawn, for a distraction from the pain.
"I'll sleep with you," she said, gratified when Sakura smiled.
"Would you, really?" she said hopefully. When Meiling nodded, Sakura led her to her bedroom. There were touches of Syaoran everywhere in it-- the bear high on a shelf, the pictures framed on the wall. Meiling winced. Sakura paused in the doorway, looking defeated. Then Meiling had an idea.
"Why don't we use the fold-out bed in your couch? It's probably bigger than your bed, anyway?"
Sakura nodded thankfully. There were, somehow, fewer pictures of Syaoran in the living room. Mostly her family featured along the wall. They grabbed some pajamas and bedclothes and set to making out the couch bed in silence. Sakura sat down on it heavily, shoulders hunched. Meiling reached out and rubbed the small of her back.
"Sleep, sleep," she said soothingly, and the other girl lay down, curling up in a ball. She sniffled again, loud in the dark, and Meiling wrapped her arms around her and waited for her breathing to slow and ease before she fell asleep herself.
*
To fall asleep crying is to sleep hard, Meiling knew, and she wasn't surprised that she woke first in the morning, her arms still supporting Sakura. The mid-morning light wasn't flattering to either of them, highlighting the tear tracks on Sakura's face. She looked so young and broken, and Meiling's gaze was tender as it played across the delicate face and glossy brown hair. For a moment, she saw what Syaoran had seen in her-- the kindness in her brow, the sweet pale shoulder, the gentle cheekbones.
She stroked Sakura's hair and vowed to beat Syaoran up the next time she saw him.