Cherry Blossom's Wolf: Sakura-X-Syaoran (Cardcaptor Sakura FanFic)

Chapter 11: Anywhere But Here Without You (Marriage Arc 2/4)

(A/N)

And now for the moment you've all been waiting for, the wedding of Sakura and Syaoran. 

Unlike the last chapter, I'll explain a little more at the end.

Enjoy

 

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The wedding was gorgeous, and they would admit later that they wished they could remember more of it, but if they were being perfectly honest they were too preoccupied with their other half.

Sitting in the center of the Pakua, the two could do nothing but stare at each other, utterly lost in the moment and each other's eyes. They'd lit the eight candles symbolizing the eight forces of nature and were now being read the words of spiritual union while everyone else in the room gave off positive energy and good will. Sakura had trained Tōya rigorously to accomplish this at home, much to his chagrin, but he had put up with it – for her, as she absolutely insisted the ceremony would be a flop if he didn't contribute the most. 

She managed to look away from Syaoran briefly to wink at him now, seated facing her on the outside on the Pakua. Syaoran himself straightened and tried to look more involved than he was when he caught his mother's eye – flown in straight from Hong Kong to attend – but it wasn't long before he became enraptured by Sakura again.

Time seemed frozen in each other's smiling faces at that moment, but soon enough they had to come out of their reverie and take the stage together. He reached across the urns of water and fire to clasp hands with her. Her cheeks were dusted with a lovely shade that matched the flower she was named for, and everything couldn't be more perfect as they stated their vows and exchanged rings.

Sonomi and Tomoyo caught every breath of every second on film, the former only taking breaks from cooing to glare at Fujitaka, taking pictures with his inferior household camera. Even Takashi was silent, despite Chiharu's continuous sidelong glances, as though expecting him to break out into a lie about how weddings were created at any time. Naoko cried while Rika comforted her.

Sakura and Syaoran then exchanged the urns of water and fire, placing the water container over the flame one until steam began a gentle rise from the vase, enveloping the center of the Pakua with the marrying of opposing elements. They looked at each other through the vapors, remembering a time when they'd been a bit like fire and water, themselves. They hadn't gotten along well at all in the beginning, yet somehow they'd come together, too, culminating into this moment.

The ceremony closed with the Master of Ceremonies performing the Baguazhang martial arts around the Pakua, to call forth and harmonize the eight elements with meditation. Sakura had asked ahead of time if that was a form Syaoran himself knew, but he insisted he didn't. She'd always been fascinated by watching him practice martial arts or the sword. He noticed with a hint of pride that she seemed decidedly less interested when it wasn't him performing.

Their cake had, of course, also been left to the Daidoujis – wedding planner extraordinaires – and was revealed to be designed with cherry blossoms and wolf cubs, much to the eternal embarrassment of the couple concerned. Syaoran covered his eyes with a hand in exasperated mortification, though an amused grin was in place, while Sakura just blushed and laughed nervously, "Ah hah hah... T-Tomoyo-chan..."

Most of the food was of Chinese origin, but there were some Japanese mixed in. Mostly the chefs had focused on their favorites of rice omelets, noodle recipes, and Dim Sum dishes.

"The cake is, of course, chocolate under the white frosting," Tomoyo had specified, making Syaoran blush further. As though to tease him even more, Sakura had insisted on eating a wolf piece. He decided two could play at that game...