Love on the Streets
Summary:Sakura is apoor, job seeking girl who has to take care of her deaf, blind, and speechless brother while living in the streets. Then she meets Syaoran, the most generous and rich man she would ever know. And though he tries to make her life more smoother, he unintentionally just makes her life more complicated and troublesome.
"I need a job, please! You have to give me a job!" Sakura begged.
The manager glared at her with complete disgust. Before he would say it, she knew what he was going to say, just like the rest of them: "Sorry, all positions are filled."
At the end, like all ends, she would find herself kicked out of the store, shop, café, or whatever. It was all the same.
She was jobless, every job she could find was taken, all the jobs filled… and no more jobs for her.
What could she do to save her family? Her brother? Herself?
She was entirely hopeless. Her life was under the cardboard box in the street, struggling to keep her brother from being taken away to an asylum and away from her. He was the only thing left for her, but she could not even take care of him. What could she do? She couldn't afford a thing, she couldn't do a thing, and finding any job was impossible.
She touched her brother's head, so angelic and fast asleep. He was deaf. He was blind. He couldn't speak. All he could do was feel around for Sakura's hands and seek refuge in them from the cruel scoffs and batters of passing people. Her older brother, so meek, and so small, he was smaller than herself.
"I'm sorry Touya… I couldn't find a job today. I'm really sorry, but they won't take a person like me in. Maybe I can find another job tomorrow, I promise I won't let them take you away from me, okay?" She huddled closer to her brother, her words so comforting to him though he couldn't hear it, he could feel it in his heart, the vibrations of her gentle and encouraging words entering into his afraid little soul. But she was scared herself, she was losing hope, and soon… everything would be gone. And the asylum would be the only place for him, and death for her.
"I won't let them take you away from me…"
Pitter-patter, it was the pitter-pattering of the rain falling onto the ground. Streets with no drainage were beginning to flood up, and cars zooming by splashed waves of water onto the huddling brother and sister.
Sakura awoke to the shivering of her brother in her arms. She was freezing cold too. The stability of the box was wearing away with the water constantly drowning them.
Sakura hugged her brother harder, she tried to whisper out something, she tried to make him warm, but all she could do was to produce a tiny tear in her right eye and the sobs of a hopeless sister desperately trying to save her brother.
Syaoran popped open an umbrella, tolerating Meiling's horrified scream.
"Syaaoooraaaan!" She cried, grabbing away the umbrella from him and immediately pulling it down, "You're not supposed to open an umbrella inside! It's bad luck for love!"
"Meiling, stop believing in such silly superstitions." He took the umbrella from her hands gently, and stepped outside and opened it. "I'm going out for a walk."
"In this wild rain? Why don't you stay inside with me, where it's all nice and cozy?" Meiling pouted.
Ignoring her, he closed the door quietly and began tramping down the cement sidewalk, relishing the refreshing, bitter cold.
Cold.
He hadn't been out for ages. Rain was the perfect time to come out, the cold rain biting him awake. If it hadn't for Meiling's worry that he would get sick, he would've gone out without an umbrella and just a Polo shirt and boxers maybe. But he couldn't let Meiling worry; she would die if she began worrying. No, worrying wasn't good for her. She would begin worrying about things, and continue escalating the fear until she fainted. The Li's with their fragile health, them dying so quickly like a brittle milk chocolate bar, so rich but so easy to break. Like how his mother died…
A car passed by quickly, splashing water all over him.
Surprised, Syaoran was knocked off his feet and onto the floor. He never realized how cold rainwater was, his jeans soaking wet in the puddle he lay in, and his hair sticking to his skin. Syaoran looked around for his umbrella, it had rolled onto the street.
"Great." He muttered, "I'm freezing wet and my umbrella had to go chasing after cars.
He stepped onto the street, looking right and left. How dangerous this was, especially while the rain was pounding and pouring onto him while cars were driving by at top speeds.
"I'm going to die like this," the sarcasm dripping in his deep voice, yet a chill of fear hinted in hishesitant movements.
He dashed for the umbrella, and somehow slipped, skidded, and screamed.
"What the hell!" He cried, getting up.
There was a blinding light in his eyes suddenly as he stood on his feet. His heart began thumping wildly, and he was too stunned to move. He stared into the bright light, clinging onto his umbrella, and with the only energy and bravery he had, he shoved the umbrella in front of him, hoping it would save him from death.
He really was going to die.
A/N: A few things: Touya and Syaoran aren't buff, but little sick weaklings, sorry about that. And hopefully the chapters will go beyond this one, and that they'll be better.