Hey everyone, this is my first Card Captor Sakura fic, so be gentle :)
Kind of a songfic type of thing, based on Sarah Mclachlan's 'Do What You Have To Do',
although I think it'd be cool to continue it somehow.

For reference, Sakura, Tomoyo, and Syaoran are 23.

Anyway, enjoy!

Do What You Have To Do

Tomoyo gazed at her emerald eyed best friend. "Hai, Sakura-chan?"
"I...I'd really, really like it if you could sing at my wedding."
Tomoyo smiled. "I was hoping you would ask...I have a wonderful song I'd like to sing for you, but would you mind if it was in English?"
Sakura knew Tomoyo had been studying English while she attended college. "No, that's fine! No matter what language it is, your voice is always beautiful!"
"Arigatou, Sakura-chan..."

Several months later...

Sakura giggled deliriously as she wiped the smeared cake off of her new husband's face. Syaoran, of course, was blushing furiously, although he couldn't help but smile as well. "The Mistress of the Cards as my wife...I'm the luckiest man alive!" he thought.
"Alright everyone," Sakura shouted, making herself heard above the festive atmosphere of the wedding reception, "please sit down and be quiet!" After her guests complied, Sakura smiled, and continued. "My best friend is going to grace us with a song in her beautiful voice!" Sakura smiled happily as she sat down. Today was most definitely the best day of her life.
Tomoyo stepped quietly and gracefully onto the stage prepared for her, lavender gown flowing gently behind her. With her long, lavender hair laced in ribbons, she evoked more than a few stares, as well as whistles, from the young men in the crowd. Sakura furiously shushed them.
"This...is for you." Tomoyo whispered into the microphone. Nodding briefly at the pianist, she took a deep breath, and...

"What ravages of spirit...conjured this temptuous rage?"
"Created you a monster...broken by the rule of love?"
"And fate has led you through it...you do what you have to do."
"And fate has led you through it...you do what you have to do."

Tomoyo, who had her eyes closed up to this point, opened them slightly, her gaze never leaving Sakura's eyes.

"And I had the sense to recognize...but I don't know how to let you go."
"Every moment marked...with apparitions of your soul."

Her arms left the microphone, and she gently caressed the silk bow on her chest with her hands.

"I'm ever swiftly moving...trying to escape this design."
"The yearning to be near you...I do what I have to do."
"The yearning to be near you...I do what I have to do."

Tomoyo slowly stretched her arms out, palms facing in Sakura's direction. Her eyes began to water, so she closed them once more.

"And I had the sense to recognize...that I don't know how to let you go."
"I don't know how to let you go."

Clutching the microphone once more, her shoulders visibly shook, and she hung onto the microphone harder, as if it were the only thing keeping her from collapsing.

"Glowing embers, burning hot...and burning slow."
"Deeper than I'm shaken by the violence of existing for only you."

Tomoyo's voice broke when she reached the word 'violence'. Her knees seemed to buckle, and a few tears escaped the prison of her eyes. Sakura was immobilized by the sheer emotion in her best friend's voice. "What could she sing about that would make her so upset?" she wondered, still entranced by the song. She was silently thankful she remembered to record it.

"I know I can't be with you...I do what I have to do."
"I know I can't be with you...I do what I have to do."

After a deep breath, Tomoyo was able to steady herself, as she forced a small smile, before finishing.

"And I had the sense to recognize...but I don't know how to let you go."
"But I don't know how to let you go."

Gazing into Sakura's eyes through her own tear stained ones, Tomoyo brought her voice down to almost a whisper.

"I don't know how to let you go..."

Tomoyo closed her eyes and just stood on the stage. No one said a word. No one moved. After a few minutes, people started clapping.
Sakura looked at her best friend, and saw, once again, the same smile she always had. For reasons she couldn't understand, she found herself sobbing quietly.
Syaoran put a comforting arm around his wife. "Sakura, are you alright?"
"Hai, I'm fine..."Sakura sniffed. She looked up, and saw Tomoyo standing in front of her, a sympathetic smile on her face.
"Sakura-chan mustn't cry, this is a happy day!" She took Syaoran's hand, and Sakura's, and placed them together, saying, "I know, with all of my heart, that the two of you will be happy together."
"Tomoyo-chan..." Sakura ventured, "what about that song made you cry?"
Tomoyo's eyes glazed over for a moment; however, she smiled once again, and replied, with a wink, "I'll tell you...when you're older, Sakura-chan."
Touya, still mildly against the wedding, sat with Yuki near the back of the reception area, and he couldn't help but whisper to Yuki, "She's the only one I would trust...to make Sakura happy."
"What do you mean, To-ya?" Yuki asked, not understanding what he meant.
Touya sighed. Was he the only other one at the reception besides Tomoyo who knew English?

The End?
Well, as you can see, I'm a blatant S+T fan ^^ Although I will admit that I only had to beat myself into a state of semi-delerium in order to write the S+S happy wedding moment XD Anyway, think it's good the way it is? Think I should continue? Think I should be kept away from a computer for the rest of my life? XD

James McConnor