Author's Note: The ending is here~

Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura isn't mine. The story is.

Until You're Mine
Epilogue: This is our love nest!


Sakura had her hands on her hips. There was frustration on her face. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Why not?" Her eyes popped open. "It's my wedding cake, damn it! Let me see it, Eriol!"


"How about a peek?"

Eriol grinned. "I can't do that. It would ruin the surprise!"

"I hate surprises," she mumbled.

"Sakura," Eriol called with a sigh, "you have to trust me on this. How am I supposed to work on your wedding cake if you keep popping up here and disturbing my work?"

Sakura gritted her teeth. "It's my kitchen. My bakery. Of course I can pop up whenever I like."

"True." He nodded. "But you also agreed to stay out of your kitchen for three days for me to finish the cake." Eriol cast a glance towards his wristwatch and grimaced. "And I have less than twenty four hours to finish it."


Eriol laughed—an evil laugh in Sakura's opinion. "I said, 'no.'"

Sakura narrowed her eyes. "You're mean."

"Call me whatever you want, Sakura. I'm not going to let you peek at your own wedding cake," Eriol told her. He turned towards Syaoran and his eyes turned pleading. "Li, will you please take your fiancée away from here?" He bit his lip as he noticed that the man was laughing at them. "I'm serious."

"I'm sorry," Syaoran finally said. "I can't help but to enjoy the argument the two of you were having. It's very entertaining."

"If you don't take her away from here, I swear that the two of you won't be having a wedding cake on your wedding," Eriol threatened. "I'm sure it's going to be entertaining when Sakura goes berserk."

"Alright." Syaoran raised his hands in defeat. He turned to Sakura and wrapped his arm around her waist. "We're going, Cupcake."

Her eyes widened. "But the cake!"

"Let him finish the wedding cake," Syaoran told her. "We still have other things to deal with. Your cousin wanted to see you and finalize your dress, your mother wanted you to see the hall and we have a few other things we need to settle with."

"Alright." Sakura sighed as Syaoran pulled her away from the kitchen. She turned towards Eriol and squinted dangerously. "This is not over, Eriol. I'm going to get my revenge when you're married."

Eriol laughed at her remark. "I'll just have to make sure that you won't be in charge of my wedding cake, then?"

"You wouldn't dare!" Sakura gasped. She twirled her body and tried to march towards Eriol, only to find Syaoran pulling her by the waist, prevented her from going back to the kitchen. "Syao—"

Her words were cut off when he pressed his lips on hers. He smiled at her when they broke from the kiss—her face turned red as she clasped her hand over her mouth. He found it cute how she would always be so shy around him after all these months they've been together.

"If you don't stop arguing with him," Syaoran turned and nodded towards Eriol, "I'm going to kiss you again." He paused and gave her a smirk. "And I know how much you hate public affection."


Syaoran's gaze fell on Sakura as he pulled out a chair and sat down with his legs and arms crossed. She was with her mother, walking throughout the garden, discussing more about their wedding details. He looked around the garden and noticed that the others were busy preparing for their wedding, the chairs been arranged and decorated with white cloth and pink ribbons.

"So…" Touya appeared behind him. He pulled a chair and joined to sit next to Syaoran. "Are you nervous?" His eyes darted towards Sakura.

Syaoran gave him a faint smile and nodded. "A little bit."

"You should be," Touya said with a smirk on his face. "If you make my Sakura unhappy, I'm going to bury you alive—What the hell?" Touya cursed as he felt someone smacked him hard on his shoulder. He tilted his head up and found Fanren with her hands on her hips. "What did you do that for?"

"Stop threatening my little brother, Touya," Fanren scolded. "And stop running away from your chores. Aren't you supposed to help the others with the chairs?"

"I'm done with those," Touya said with a sigh.

"Well guess what? There are more chairs back there. If you're done with that too, please help Feimei with the linens. We haven't got a lot of time to finish this, Touya. The wedding's tomorrow and there are still a lot of things to do."

"Alright!" Touya said as he stood up. He mumbled something, rolled his eyes and disappeared behind the building.

"And you," Fanren said, turning to Syaoran, "stop slacking around. It's your wedding, damn it! Make yourself useful and help us here!"

Syaoran smiled apologetically to his sister and stood up from his chair, taking his chance to run away from her. "I'd love to," he said, watching Fanren squinted towards him. "But I need to pick up a few things after this."

"I'm sure everything will turn out great," Syaoran heard his mother say as he approached them. "We've got everything under control. The caterers will be here, the videographer confirmed that his team will be here early in the morning, the band's settled, your dress is taken care by your cousin—" Yelan paused and heave a satisfaction sigh. "It's all taken care of, Sakura."

Sakura nodded. "Alright," she said, nervously. She turned to Syaoran for a bit as he stood next to her. "I'm just really, really nervous about tomorrow."

"Don't be," Nadeshiko said. "I'm sure everything's fine."

"Mom," Fuutie said as she appeared with a clipboard in hand. She seemed panicked and breathless. "Don't panic, but the florist called two minutes ago and she made a last minute cancellation. Can you believe that?"

"WHAT?" Sakura cried and started to hyperventilate. "No! She can't do this to me. The wedding's tomorrow!" She paused and turned to her mother. "Mom, what are we going to do now?"

Yelan sighed, turned to his son and nodded.

"Let's go," Syaoran said as he pulled her arm.

"Where are we going? We can't go anywhere, Syaoran. The flowers—"

"Fuutie will handle the flowers," he interjected and turned towards his sister. "Right?"

"Right!" Fuutie nodded and turned to Sakura. "Don't sweat, Sakura," she said, flashing a reassurance smile. "I'll deal with this right away and make sure the flowers are there tomorrow."


"Relax," Syaoran said for the umpteenth time. "Everything is going to be fine tomorrow."

Sakura looked at him nervously. Syaoran was focusing on the road as he drove his car. "Why do you seem so relax?" She looked through the window and frowned as she noticed the unfamiliar surroundings. "Where are we going, Syaoran?"

"I'm kidnapping you," Syaoran said. He turned to Sakura and laughed a bit when she gave him a questioning look. "Relax. You need to start trusting me, Sakura."

Sakura's gaze fell on her engagement ring. "I do trust you," she said and looked up. "But you're making me nervous. Where are we going exactly?"

"I wanted to show you something." He smiled. "Calm down. We're almost there."

Sakura blinked the moment Syaoran pulled his car. She turned to Syaoran and raised a brow. "Where are we? What are we doing here?"

"Come on," Syaoran said, ignoring her question. He unbuckled his seatbelt and stepped out from his car. Then, he went towards Sakura's side and assisted her out. "This is our home. What do you think?" he asked, pointing towards a two-story house before them. He led her forward, unlocked the door and they both stepped into the house.

"It's beautiful!" Sakura exclaimed. Her mouth agape and her green eyes sparkled as she observed the house. She followed Syaoran to the living room, the kitchen and the bedroom.

"This is our love nest!" Syaoran said with mischievous smile as they both stepped into the master bedroom.

"W-what?" Sakura stuttered. Her cheek turned bright red. "Syaoran!" she cried in embarrassment.

His smile widened as he watched her wander into the room, checking out the bathroom and balcony. He walked behind Sakura and encircled his arms around her waist. His face buried between her neck and shoulder as he breathed in her scent. "You like it?"

"Yes." She nodded. "It's lovely."

"I'm glad you like it," he said, pulling her closer. "This is your last day as a single lady. How do you feel about that?"

Sakura laughed softly and twirled around to face him. Her hands found their way to his waist. "Now that I think about it…" She paused and looked at him in the eye. "I suppose it's a bit strange. And how doyou feel?"

"I'm happy," he told her. "I finally got you to agree to marry me."

Sakura frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"Cupcake," Syaoran said with a sigh, "I had to ask you at least fifty times before you said you were ready for marriage."

"Fifty times?" Sakura giggled. "Come on, it couldn't be that bad? You're exaggerating."

"You can't change your mind about this marriage now, alright?" Syaoran said. He leaned forward and kissed her on her forehead.

"I know," Sakura mumbled before she tilted her head, and tiptoed to kiss him lightly on his lips. "I won't change my mind." She took a deep breath and kissed him again. "I love you."


"Oh my god!" Tomoyo said as she started to hyperventilate. "You're married! You finally married! I can't believe you're married, Sakura!"

"I know, I almost can't believe I'm a married woman myself." Sakura smiled and pulled her cousin into a hug. "Thank you, Tomoyo." She pulled away from her and twirled around. "The dress is really pretty. Everyone has been complimenting it."

"I know." Tomoyo nodded between her sniffs. "I'm just very good at it."

Sakura looked at her dress. It was an A-line wedding dress with French lace sleeves. The dress was complimented with pastel pink ribbon around her waist. Her hair was tied into a simple bun with small, white flowers tucked neatly on her hair and a few strands of hair fell down to frame her face.

She looked around her and watched everyone enjoying themselves in the wedding party. Their parents were talking together, laughing—probably enjoying and celebrating that their matchmaking plan succeeded. Her brother, Touya, stood in the corner with Yukito and Fanren. Sheifa was there, sitting on the chair accompanied by Meiling, Aiko and her husband as they ate the wedding cake. And Syaoran was seen conversing with her grandpa. Her friends and staff were all there.

The wedding cake! Eriol had made her a three tiers vanilla cake with chocolate ganache filling. It was covered with white fondant and decorated with small, pink sakura blossoms made of sugar. The flowers! She didn't know how Fuutie did it, but the flowers were all there.

"Congratulation," Eriol said as he approached. He stood next to Tomoyo and winked.

"Thank you." Sakura beamed. "Beautiful cake."

"Of course," Eriol nodded. "It was designed by Tomoyo," he said, pulling her closer towards him. "Who would've known that she could be an amazing cake designer too?"

Tomoyo giggled. "There are a lot of things I could amaze you with, Eriol."

The three of them made small talk before Syaoran appeared beside Sakura. "Excuse me," he said with a smirk. "But, I believe it's time for me to snatch my bride away. We need to spend lots of time together."

Tomoyo rolled her eyes. "You'll get plenty of time to spend with her on your honeymoon, Li!"

Syaoran laughed at Tomoyo's remark and led Sakura to the center of the dance floor as the band started to play Thelma Aoyama's Zutto. He twirled her around, took her hand and placed it on his shoulder. His arm was on her waist. "Let's see if your dancing improved."

Sakura pouted. "Stop teasing me!"

"What's on your mind?" Syaoran asked, as he watched Sakura's blissful smile.

Sakura shrugged. "I'm just happy," she told him as his arms tightened on her waist. She tilted her head a bit and her gaze fell into his. "What did ylandpa talked about?"

"He told me that he wants to see his great grandchild as soon as possible." He grinned, watching her face turned nervous. "We have a lot work to do to make his wish came true, don't you agree?"

"Stop it!" Sakura said, hitting him playfully on his shoulder.

"When we're alone, I'm going to show you how I enjoy my cupcake," Syaoran said.

"Hm.," Sakura gave him a quizzical look. "And you can't show it to me now?"

"Nope." Syaoran shook his head. "But I can tell you how."

Sakura raised her brow. "Tell me."

"Well…" Syaoran paused. His eyes turned teasing. "First, I would lick the frosting." He paused again and planted a kiss on her lips. "Then, slowly, I'd tear the cupcake liner. And then, I would—"

"Syaoran," Sakura interjected. She swallowed and studied his face for a brief second. "Were you really talking about cupcakes?"

He smiled roguishly. "What do you think?"

She swallowed. "I don't know."

"I guess, you just have to find that out when we're really alone," he said with a shrug.

"Syaoran," Sakura said exasperatedly, pulling away from him. Her face turned red from embarrassment.

"Cupcake," Syaoran said between his laugh. He pulled her closely to preventing her from pulling away again. "I'm sorry." He smiled.

Sakura clenched her jaw. She watched his face for a brief second and sighed in defeat. "Apology accepted." She rested her head on his chest and exhaled. "I guess, now that I'm married to you, I'm stuck to you forever."

"I guess you are."


"Look at them," Nadeshiko said to her husband. "I'm just happy that they're happy," she said, sighing contently.

Fujitaka watched his daughter and her husband. They looked happy together. "I can't believe we managed to work this thing out. It started with an arrange marriage and turned to a complot to make them fall in love."

"We turned out to be really good matchmakers."

Fujitaka chuckled. "We are."

"You know…" Nadeshiko paused and turned to her husband. "Our son, Touya is still single. Perhaps we can play our role as matchmakers again. What do you think?"

Fujitaka smiled. "I think it's a great idea."

- Epilogue: This is our love nest!-

1. It ended! This is the first long shot fanfiction I completed. I'm actually really happy with my accomplishment.

2. I'd like to thank my readers for reading this fiction, submitting your reviews and adding this story into your favorite and alert list. You're my inspiration. And thank you for staying with me throughout this journey. It's been fun! And I love you guys!

3. I would like to thank Sakura-chan Master of the Clow for beta editing Until You're Mine. You've been a really great help.

4. Also, I've started a new SS fiction entitled 'Falling Over Me'. It features Aiko as Syaoran's niece. I hope you would check that story as well.

5. Uh... I really hope that you enjoy the ending. Please tell me what you think by clicking the review button m(_ _)m and see you in my other story!