Note : 2nd fic. It has a bit of almost every genre. The idea came from
listening to the song Always by Saliva. It's most likely going to be very
long. I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I don't own any part of CCS or lyrics to Saliva's "Always"
Summary: Sakura is your average, high school student. Syaoran is on the run for a crime he didn't commit. What happens when Syaoran transfers to Sakura's school and she gets involved?
" " = Speech
' ' = Thoughts
I Just Can't Live Without You - Prologue
Footsteps could be heard behind him. Tall apartment buildings could be seen in every direction. His messy chocolate brown hair was blowing back from the speed of his running. The sunglasses he was wearing fell off his face, revealing his deep amber eyes. The large suitcase he was holding was weighing him down. Cursing, he shoved people out of his way.
Everything was working out according to his plan, but he had overlooked a few minor details. Like hiding his face from the public's eyes, and especially his escape. His worst mistake was planning his getaway, which ended up with the predicament he was in now.
The shouts from walking people caused a perfect distraction. He rounded the corner and moved quickly into the dark alley, evading his followers. He spotted a ladder on the side of one of the buildings. Hearing voices nearby, he decided to climb.
He hid himself behind the solid brick railing, just enough to see his followers. Each was dressed in a black army uniform and wore matching black shades. They were armed with a couple sniper rifles and handguns. There were at least half a dozen of them. They had obviously noticed that they had missed the man with the chocolate brown hair after they didn't see him around the next block. All had their backs facing the man with the brown hair. One was talking on a cell phone.
"Sir, we lost him. I don't know how, but he will pay for his crime." The one on the phone spoke confidently to the person on the other end. Then he hung up. "He couldn't have gotten far, he is the wealthiest and most well- known teen in all of Hong Kong." The one that was talking on the cell phone turned to the others. "Four of you surround this block. Don't get the public involved." He ordered the men. Being the tallest and most well built, he was probably the leader of their little group.
The men dispersed around the block, trying not to scare the public with their threatening weapons. The man with the amber eyes was totally surrounded. He sat on the roof, trying to catch his breath. The stress of the chase had used most of his energy.
"Shit!" He cursed quietly. How was he going to escape? The leader's phone rung. He answered it swiftly.
"No way, that's impossible!" He raised his voice slightly. "We were on his tail, there is no way in hell he could have made it all the way to the Li mansion in such a short period of time." The leader was in total denial. "Yes sir, I understand that you received a call from someone that had reported seeing him at his house. I'll be over there ASAP." He hung up the phone and swore.
"Sir shall I round up the men?" A young officer asked immediately.
"Tell them to hurry their asses up! We have to get to the Li mansion!" The leader yelled in an agitated tone. "You," the leader pointed to a sniper. "Stay here in case he shows up again. Remember, he's well trained in martial arts."
"Yes sir!" The eager young man jumped up. He lacked experience, but fearlessly accepted his responsibility. After the black cars arrived the other men left. The remaining sniper began walking around the block. The man on the roof sighed in relief.
'One man is nothing to take down. I just have to wait for the perfect opportunity to jump him and knock him out. Then it's the next bus to that private jet the guys prepared for me' He smiled at the thought. He would be out of the country before dusk.
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Syaoran Li was lying on his bed reading a long novel. The Li mansion had everything. A private pool, a training area for him to tune up his martial arts or sword skills and it even had a private helicopter pad. He ran one hand through his messy chocolate brown hair and yawned. He wished something would happen around here . . .
"Master Li, Master Li!" Li's elderly butler ran into the room in frenzy. "You must hurry and get out to the helicopter."
"Wei, what do you mean?" Syaoran sat up, confused. He put down the book he was reading.
"The police are going to arrive here in half an hour to arrest you. Your mother has agreed to get you out of the country until this is settled." Wei explained as fast as his mouth could move. His gray moustache was disorderly, and sweat was dripping from his forehead. "I'll prepare some suitcases for you but you have to hurry!"
Syaoran stood up in total shock. His jaw dropped open. He couldn't move a muscle. Wei panicked and dragged him to the helicopter. Syaoran was still in a state of shock and confusion when Wei tossed him a suitcase.
"Master Li, please do not get anyone involved in this!" Wei yelled over the helicopter blades. "We'll keep in contact with you using this cell phone." Wei handed Syaoran a new cell phone in a box. He also handed him a piece of paper with a telephone number. "If you need to get a hold of your mother or I use this number! The police will most likely tap into our phone lines! Good Luck Master Li!"
The helicopter left the mansion ten minutes before the cops and the men in the black shades arrived. The leader was pissed. He noticed a helicopter flying over the waters into the setting sun. The Li family was going to have a lot of explaining to do.
"You know, it's people like you that keep us from doing our jobs properly." The leader pointed his index finger at Yelan Li, Syaoran's mother, and stormed off. Yelan stood calmly like nothing had happened.
Li had finally come back to reality. He was sure that he would have to take this seriously. He was being framed for sure; he just needed the evidence to prove it. He was 17 years old, almost an adult. He would receive the sentence of an adult if he were to be charged for a crime, by order of the Li clan elders. One thing still puzzled him. What crime had he committed?
"We're going to drop you off at the airport in Shanghai." The pilot informed Syaoran. "It would be best if you could choose a final destination now so we can make the preparations for your flight. Any preferred places you'd like to visit?"
Syaoran thought about an ideal destination to hide out. He wanted to understand the language wherever he was going. He understood Japanese, English, Latin, and a couple others. It would be expected that he would choose the US, since his family had many business connections there. However, he had always wanted to visit Japan.
"How about Japan?" Syaoran suggested.
"Anywhere specific?" The pilot asked. He had to choose a small destination that wouldn't be easy to find, but he had to go to a place with an airport. Syaoran recalled some travel brochures his mother had left in the dining room one evening. He had looked through the pile. There was Rome, Paris, Colorado, Ottawa, Tokyo and one other from Japan. He read the details of each one. The last one was described as an average sized Japanese town, with an airport at the outskirts of it. It would be perfect.
"Yeah, Tomoeda."
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There was a garden. A large garden with a beautiful cherry blossom tree in full bloom. Cherry blossom petals were drifting from the bright blue skies. A warm comforting, feeling filled the air. Beneath the tree was the shadow of a person. The girl with the auburn hair saw the shadowed figure face her. She couldn't make out the face. Suddenly she was drawn to the figure who extended his arms to her as if to embrace her. She heard the words "I love you" as if mouthed by the figure in shadow.
She was within an arms reach when suddenly the figure vanished. The cherry blossom tree turned into a rotten stump. The air became cold and the skies dark and cloudy. A similar shadowed figure to the first appeared. It had a visible knife in its right hand. It lunged at the girl with the auburn hair. She screamed. Fortunately, the shadowed figure disappeared, the knife inches from the face of the girl. Then the girl heard a different voice speaking to her.
"Don't be so blind . . ."
End Prologue. Review please^_^! No updates for this story until I get 5 reviews! I will be grateful for any kind of comments.
Disclaimer: I don't own any part of CCS or lyrics to Saliva's "Always"
Summary: Sakura is your average, high school student. Syaoran is on the run for a crime he didn't commit. What happens when Syaoran transfers to Sakura's school and she gets involved?
" " = Speech
' ' = Thoughts
I Just Can't Live Without You - Prologue
Footsteps could be heard behind him. Tall apartment buildings could be seen in every direction. His messy chocolate brown hair was blowing back from the speed of his running. The sunglasses he was wearing fell off his face, revealing his deep amber eyes. The large suitcase he was holding was weighing him down. Cursing, he shoved people out of his way.
Everything was working out according to his plan, but he had overlooked a few minor details. Like hiding his face from the public's eyes, and especially his escape. His worst mistake was planning his getaway, which ended up with the predicament he was in now.
The shouts from walking people caused a perfect distraction. He rounded the corner and moved quickly into the dark alley, evading his followers. He spotted a ladder on the side of one of the buildings. Hearing voices nearby, he decided to climb.
He hid himself behind the solid brick railing, just enough to see his followers. Each was dressed in a black army uniform and wore matching black shades. They were armed with a couple sniper rifles and handguns. There were at least half a dozen of them. They had obviously noticed that they had missed the man with the chocolate brown hair after they didn't see him around the next block. All had their backs facing the man with the brown hair. One was talking on a cell phone.
"Sir, we lost him. I don't know how, but he will pay for his crime." The one on the phone spoke confidently to the person on the other end. Then he hung up. "He couldn't have gotten far, he is the wealthiest and most well- known teen in all of Hong Kong." The one that was talking on the cell phone turned to the others. "Four of you surround this block. Don't get the public involved." He ordered the men. Being the tallest and most well built, he was probably the leader of their little group.
The men dispersed around the block, trying not to scare the public with their threatening weapons. The man with the amber eyes was totally surrounded. He sat on the roof, trying to catch his breath. The stress of the chase had used most of his energy.
"Shit!" He cursed quietly. How was he going to escape? The leader's phone rung. He answered it swiftly.
"No way, that's impossible!" He raised his voice slightly. "We were on his tail, there is no way in hell he could have made it all the way to the Li mansion in such a short period of time." The leader was in total denial. "Yes sir, I understand that you received a call from someone that had reported seeing him at his house. I'll be over there ASAP." He hung up the phone and swore.
"Sir shall I round up the men?" A young officer asked immediately.
"Tell them to hurry their asses up! We have to get to the Li mansion!" The leader yelled in an agitated tone. "You," the leader pointed to a sniper. "Stay here in case he shows up again. Remember, he's well trained in martial arts."
"Yes sir!" The eager young man jumped up. He lacked experience, but fearlessly accepted his responsibility. After the black cars arrived the other men left. The remaining sniper began walking around the block. The man on the roof sighed in relief.
'One man is nothing to take down. I just have to wait for the perfect opportunity to jump him and knock him out. Then it's the next bus to that private jet the guys prepared for me' He smiled at the thought. He would be out of the country before dusk.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- *-*-*
Syaoran Li was lying on his bed reading a long novel. The Li mansion had everything. A private pool, a training area for him to tune up his martial arts or sword skills and it even had a private helicopter pad. He ran one hand through his messy chocolate brown hair and yawned. He wished something would happen around here . . .
"Master Li, Master Li!" Li's elderly butler ran into the room in frenzy. "You must hurry and get out to the helicopter."
"Wei, what do you mean?" Syaoran sat up, confused. He put down the book he was reading.
"The police are going to arrive here in half an hour to arrest you. Your mother has agreed to get you out of the country until this is settled." Wei explained as fast as his mouth could move. His gray moustache was disorderly, and sweat was dripping from his forehead. "I'll prepare some suitcases for you but you have to hurry!"
Syaoran stood up in total shock. His jaw dropped open. He couldn't move a muscle. Wei panicked and dragged him to the helicopter. Syaoran was still in a state of shock and confusion when Wei tossed him a suitcase.
"Master Li, please do not get anyone involved in this!" Wei yelled over the helicopter blades. "We'll keep in contact with you using this cell phone." Wei handed Syaoran a new cell phone in a box. He also handed him a piece of paper with a telephone number. "If you need to get a hold of your mother or I use this number! The police will most likely tap into our phone lines! Good Luck Master Li!"
The helicopter left the mansion ten minutes before the cops and the men in the black shades arrived. The leader was pissed. He noticed a helicopter flying over the waters into the setting sun. The Li family was going to have a lot of explaining to do.
"You know, it's people like you that keep us from doing our jobs properly." The leader pointed his index finger at Yelan Li, Syaoran's mother, and stormed off. Yelan stood calmly like nothing had happened.
Li had finally come back to reality. He was sure that he would have to take this seriously. He was being framed for sure; he just needed the evidence to prove it. He was 17 years old, almost an adult. He would receive the sentence of an adult if he were to be charged for a crime, by order of the Li clan elders. One thing still puzzled him. What crime had he committed?
"We're going to drop you off at the airport in Shanghai." The pilot informed Syaoran. "It would be best if you could choose a final destination now so we can make the preparations for your flight. Any preferred places you'd like to visit?"
Syaoran thought about an ideal destination to hide out. He wanted to understand the language wherever he was going. He understood Japanese, English, Latin, and a couple others. It would be expected that he would choose the US, since his family had many business connections there. However, he had always wanted to visit Japan.
"How about Japan?" Syaoran suggested.
"Anywhere specific?" The pilot asked. He had to choose a small destination that wouldn't be easy to find, but he had to go to a place with an airport. Syaoran recalled some travel brochures his mother had left in the dining room one evening. He had looked through the pile. There was Rome, Paris, Colorado, Ottawa, Tokyo and one other from Japan. He read the details of each one. The last one was described as an average sized Japanese town, with an airport at the outskirts of it. It would be perfect.
"Yeah, Tomoeda."
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There was a garden. A large garden with a beautiful cherry blossom tree in full bloom. Cherry blossom petals were drifting from the bright blue skies. A warm comforting, feeling filled the air. Beneath the tree was the shadow of a person. The girl with the auburn hair saw the shadowed figure face her. She couldn't make out the face. Suddenly she was drawn to the figure who extended his arms to her as if to embrace her. She heard the words "I love you" as if mouthed by the figure in shadow.
She was within an arms reach when suddenly the figure vanished. The cherry blossom tree turned into a rotten stump. The air became cold and the skies dark and cloudy. A similar shadowed figure to the first appeared. It had a visible knife in its right hand. It lunged at the girl with the auburn hair. She screamed. Fortunately, the shadowed figure disappeared, the knife inches from the face of the girl. Then the girl heard a different voice speaking to her.
"Don't be so blind . . ."
End Prologue. Review please^_^! No updates for this story until I get 5 reviews! I will be grateful for any kind of comments.
