Day Nine: Tree--Fujitaka
Title: Twelve Years of Christmas; Chapter Nine: Tree
Author: KHLostEmpress
Characters/Pairings: Syaoran/Sakura, Fujitaka, Nadeshiko
Genre: Romance/Christmas
Brief summary: Well, exactly as the title mentions, twelve years of the Christmases of Sakura and Syaoran starting after the ending of the main story. 500-1000ish word stories, starting today and ending Christmas Eve. Twelve Prompts of Christmas challenge
Fujitaka set the last dish he had just washed onto the drying rack. He grabbed the towel from his shoulder to dry off his hands as he started to walk to the living room. He smiled in amusement as he saw Sakura and her boyfriend, Syaoran Li, decorating a Christmas tree (he also spotted Sakura’s guardian, Kero, flying around the tree helping as well). It wasn’t something that they normally did, but Sakura had come home from her last day of classes at the university and had practically been jumping up and down wondering whether they could put up a Christmas tree this year. Fujitaka didn’t know what had her so excited or so eager to put one up, but he hadn’t seen the harm in it or any reason not to, so he had, of course, given his permission. It wasn’t until this morning (two days before Christmas), however, that she had gone out with Li to buy one (he had arrived from Hong Kong last night), coming home with a good eight foot fir tree complete with a set of beautiful pink and green ornaments.
“I’m glad that they’re doing so well,” a familiar whispered from behind his shoulder.
Fujitaka turned to give his wife a smile as she floated in the air watching the pair in the living room. “Yes,” he said softly as he turned his gaze back to the living room. He could feel her ghost hands coming to rest on his shoulders. Sakura stepped up onto a stool to reach higher on the tree and Fujitaka saw that immediately Li turned to look at her with watchful, protective eyes. Which he knew was probably warranted as, even though Sakura had inherited his athleticism, she had also seemed to acquire some of her mother’s clumsiness, as well. “I imagine that they won’t wait much longer now,” he continued softly, touching his own ring around his finger.
Nadeshiko placed a kiss on his cheek as she said, “Yes.” A moment later, he didn’t feel her hands anymore and he knew that she had left again, but he wasn’t terribly sad as he knew that it wouldn’t be long until he saw her again.
Almost as if on cue, at that very moment, Sakura took a wobbled step on the stool and started to fall backward off it, but Fujitaka didn’t worry, as he knew Li would be there to catch her. And (just as he predicted) with a speed that he wasn’t completely sure wasn’t magical on some level, Li was there behind her, and she fell directly into his waiting arms.
“Thanks, Syaoran,” she said as she smiled brightly up at him.
“Just be more careful next time, Sakura,” he replied as he set her back on the ground with a gentle smile that Fujitaka had only ever seen him use when looked at his daughter. Then, Fujitaka was quite sure that they hadn’t realized he was there as Sakura reached her arms around Li’s neck and kissed him on the lips.
With another amused smile, Fujitaka turned away to start drying the dishes and to give the young couple the time together that they deserved.
Author: KHLostEmpress
Characters/Pairings: Syaoran/Sakura, Fujitaka, Nadeshiko
Genre: Romance/Christmas
Brief summary: Well, exactly as the title mentions, twelve years of the Christmases of Sakura and Syaoran starting after the ending of the main story. 500-1000ish word stories, starting today and ending Christmas Eve. Twelve Prompts of Christmas challenge
Fujitaka set the last dish he had just washed onto the drying rack. He grabbed the towel from his shoulder to dry off his hands as he started to walk to the living room. He smiled in amusement as he saw Sakura and her boyfriend, Syaoran Li, decorating a Christmas tree (he also spotted Sakura’s guardian, Kero, flying around the tree helping as well). It wasn’t something that they normally did, but Sakura had come home from her last day of classes at the university and had practically been jumping up and down wondering whether they could put up a Christmas tree this year. Fujitaka didn’t know what had her so excited or so eager to put one up, but he hadn’t seen the harm in it or any reason not to, so he had, of course, given his permission. It wasn’t until this morning (two days before Christmas), however, that she had gone out with Li to buy one (he had arrived from Hong Kong last night), coming home with a good eight foot fir tree complete with a set of beautiful pink and green ornaments.
“I’m glad that they’re doing so well,” a familiar whispered from behind his shoulder.
Fujitaka turned to give his wife a smile as she floated in the air watching the pair in the living room. “Yes,” he said softly as he turned his gaze back to the living room. He could feel her ghost hands coming to rest on his shoulders. Sakura stepped up onto a stool to reach higher on the tree and Fujitaka saw that immediately Li turned to look at her with watchful, protective eyes. Which he knew was probably warranted as, even though Sakura had inherited his athleticism, she had also seemed to acquire some of her mother’s clumsiness, as well. “I imagine that they won’t wait much longer now,” he continued softly, touching his own ring around his finger.
Nadeshiko placed a kiss on his cheek as she said, “Yes.” A moment later, he didn’t feel her hands anymore and he knew that she had left again, but he wasn’t terribly sad as he knew that it wouldn’t be long until he saw her again.
Almost as if on cue, at that very moment, Sakura took a wobbled step on the stool and started to fall backward off it, but Fujitaka didn’t worry, as he knew Li would be there to catch her. And (just as he predicted) with a speed that he wasn’t completely sure wasn’t magical on some level, Li was there behind her, and she fell directly into his waiting arms.
“Thanks, Syaoran,” she said as she smiled brightly up at him.
“Just be more careful next time, Sakura,” he replied as he set her back on the ground with a gentle smile that Fujitaka had only ever seen him use when looked at his daughter. Then, Fujitaka was quite sure that they hadn’t realized he was there as Sakura reached her arms around Li’s neck and kissed him on the lips.
With another amused smile, Fujitaka turned away to start drying the dishes and to give the young couple the time together that they deserved.