All Because Of The Ninth Sense
Author: Ropna
Chapter One: The Beginning of IT
In a world where rational and logical people are the one who survive is where we live. However, there are many factors that can make your life be upside-down in a second, teaching you lessons that you will forget or maybe not; those are the kind of lessons that Sakura Kinomoto had always had trouble learning. She used to believe she knew a lot about the world. She was certain that she controlled her life and everything in it.
But then everything changed.
The world Sakura knew was turned upside down just to let her realized that she was not in control of everything.
It was a cloudy morning in October when Sakura saw it land in her yard. It was not some kind of metallic dish looking thing and it did not have bright blinding lights; the strange flying thing was more similar to a bubble, and big bubble that sent a tenuous blue light. Sakura's first reaction had been to laugh –out loud, but she was suddenly cut short by a movement inside the bubble –not a very friendly movement. Out of the blue something that she had seen a lot started to emerge from it.
"I must be going crazy", Sakura said to herself nervously.
She closed her eyes firmly knowing and wishing that when she opened them again she would be alone in her house's courtyard with the cold wind of a winter night making her shiver. But it was not like that. Despite of her desires the first thing the girl saw after she had opened her eyes was a pair of breathtaking amber eyes that were looking at her fiercely.
Instinctively, Sakura took two steps back, all the while staring at "him", analyzing whatever he was. She was not sure if that thing that had landed in her courtyard a few minutes ago was some kind of fake ET, she did not care if the kids that lived next to her where playing her a trick; anyhow, that was the most good-looking piece of trick that she had seen ever. He was gorgeous! Sakura sighed involuntarily while she admired his messy hair that looked like chocolate and his athletic body.
"Are you going to stay there looking at me for the rest of your life?"
It was not his question but his grave and sensual voice what made her shakek; then, he smiled arrogantly.
"I suppose that means yes," he said.
It took the green-eyed girl a few minutes to recover her voice and an additional minute to remember that she was supposed to talk.
"No", Sakura said, but she did not remembered what was the question
He raised his eyebrow and smiled again.
"Good. Then, is that your house?" he asked while pointing at what was, effectively, her house. "It's freezing here".
When he said that some part of the girl's brain should have been broken or out of service because suddenly she nodded and told him to follow her. Maybe, if she had been half conscious she would have retorted that him freezing had probably something to do with being shirtless.
Her house was not a big deal; but Sakura was a med student who did not have enough time to spend in being a housekeeper. Therefore, she considered her small, yellow, and not very well furnished house appropriate, descent, and comfortable, and that was all what was needed. However, for some reason when that what-ever-it-was started looking around she felt that she should have done a better job decorating the place.
"Are you sure you are a girl? This looks more like a man's place"
Sakura heard him really clearly but she spent a whole second understanding what he had just said; for some reason, maybe it would have been better if she have not understood it.
"You–"
Many descriptive and colorful adjectives crossed her mind in that moment but she was so angry that the only of them that she could catch was "sexy"
"I?"
"Moron!" she finally yelled
"I love girls who have creativity," he said sarcastically.
Sakura sighed and tried to stay calm. She tried to count. Backwards. Twice.
"What are you?" she asked dryly
He smiled again and Sakura had the certainty that her nerves were going to collapse, or at least her circulatory system –and maybe her nervous system too. That was a fine smile.
"My name is Syaoran Li"
"Well, Mr. Li. What were you doing in my courtyard?"
"You saw what happened, Sakura"
To Sakura, who did not realize that "guy" had said her name without her saying it, it was being really hard to ignore the fact that he had "landed" outside of her house –or whatever that had been- and the only natural reaction was to reject it.
"Listen, Mr. Li. I want you to leave my house, now", she emphasized the last word as she pointed the door. She was good at rejecting.
"Lovely Sakura, please call me Syaoran", he said ignoring her commentary. "If you, for any reason, call me Mr. Li again I promise I will kiss you"
Two second of wide-eyedness was all Sakura needed to recover and be immediately frustrated. She put her hands in her temple and started moving them in relaxing circles. Syaoran´s smile grew wider.
I will try again, she though
"Listen, Mr. Li. This is private property and you cannot–"
Sakura stopped talking when she felt the lips of "Mr. Li" kissing her. Her heartbeat skipped once, maybe twice, before going on a race against pressure. Then, slowly, Syaoran pulled away.
"I warned you", he said with that macho-alpha smiled that men get, only a thousand times better.
Something inside Sakura decided to desist; she sighed again while realizing that she had sighed enough that day.
"Tell me what you want," she said
"I want you", he replied in that tone of voice
Scared, Sakura put distance between them willing that the action would make her heart rhythm normalize.
Worng.
"Stop doing that", she was trying to recover her breath… without any good results
"That? What is that?"
He did it again! It was the alarm that rang in Sakura's mind. At that moment, looking at his with his ever-present smile, she noticed something: that "guy" could not be a human… no human was that sexy
"Bad thoughts in an innocent mind?" he said while Sakura closed her eyes tightly as if that would keep him away from "reading her thoughts".
"Stop!" Sakura yelled
"Little Sakura, I came a long way to talk with you"
Syaoran, if that was his real name, took Sakura's hand and guided her to the sofa in the living room.
"What do you want?" Sakura asked again feeling that she was going to collapse any time –soon. She saw how him opening his mouth and interrupted him. "Don't dare you say you want me. What do you really want?"
The cold-angry look in Sakura's childish face surprised Syaoran who did not think that such beautiful green eyes were able to express that kind of emotion.
He smiled. Again.
"I have a message for you", he started
"I know! And you want me to communicate it to the rest of the world because there is going to be a great invasion of aliens who want to rule the world! I am sorry… I am not the president"
Sakura sat there, breathing heavily and threatening to start shaking any moment. Syaoran just looked at her, an expression in between amused and slightly concerned showing in his face. He found that little mouse looking girl very interesting.
"Calm, Sakura," Syaoran said softly and she felt as if her body was obeying him
"Yes," she whispered apparently for no reason
Syaoran hugged the fragile girl trying to give her comfort and, then, started talking.
Sakura, on the other hand, did not listen to him; instead, she smiled with happiness enjoying the sensation of security, not really knowing why, that she rarely experience.
"Are you listening?" Syaoran asked when the girl did not answer the question he had just formulated
"Should I?" Sakura cheerfully replied.
"Yes, you should," he said not really angry, but not really not, either.
"Tell me, then"
Syaoran frowned at that docile acceptance Sakura was showing. Instinctively, he sighed
"Sakura, you have the ninth sense," he solemnly said
"The ninth sense?" she asked confused
"The angelical sense," Syaoran said as if that would clarify every doubt
Inside, very deep inside, Sakura felt that something was wrong. Her heart started pounding faster and her stomach had a strange contraction. She did not want to listen what he had to say
"No!" She felt nervous. "I don't want to hear anything"
"You have to," he said with a strange emphasis in his words that gave him authority; unfortunately, Sakura was not willing to obey him this time
"No," she rebelliously answered. She stood up and went upstairs to her room as soon as her legs allowed, secretly hoping he would just go away.
"Sakura!"
Syaoran followed her, all the while pondering why it had to be him the one sent to tell that stubborn little spoiled baby about her ability. However, his thoughts were interrupted when the loud sound of a door being closed was heard
She had locked herself into the room
He mumbled something that probably Sakura would not like to hear and knocked the door.
"Open the door," he said with patience that he did not know he owned
"No" was the dry response
"Sakura, open the damn door!"
In that moment he exploited and punched the door once more
"No!" she said louder than before
Syaoran took a deep breath and tried to calm down for the sake of his mission
"You have to hear what I have to say". Then, he added "Don't be complicated"
"No. I don't have to hear you if I don't want to," Sakura said after a while in silence
Syaoran, who had spent all the serenity that he was capable of already, went into the room that was next to the one Sakura was locked in without a second thought.
On the other side, Sakura was almost attached to the door hearing every sound that "the weird sexy guy" made but suddenly no sound was heard.
"What is he doing?" she asked to herself
"He is entering your room trough the open window"
Wearing the same expression as if she had been surprised stealing Cleopatra's golden necklace, Sakura turned her head to the place where that known voice came from.
"Syaoran!" she exclaimed
"Bingo", he said smiling acidly
He was truly angry
"Stay away from me!" Sakura yelled when she saw him approaching her. She almost wished she had a frying pan handy.
However, he did not pay attention to her demand. Instead, he placed her between the door and himself. Tightly.
"Now, you will listen to me," he said and this time Sakura could not object. "You were born with two senses more than what is normal. The sixth sense –premonitions- and the ninth sense –the angelical sense-"
"Syaoran," Sakura interrupted trembling
"Shut up!" he yelled as he came closer to the overwhelmed girl. "As I was saying, you were born with a rare sense that just one in every six generation has. In fact, you have to be aware of it if you want to survive"
"But-" Sakura tried
"Sakura", he whispered intimidatingly and she decided to stay quiet. "Let me talk and then, you will ask every question you have in that troublemaker mind of yours" She nodded and he continued. "Soon or later, that sense will attract you to another dimension where it is supposed to be developed. Did you understand?" She nodded again as he stepped back.
For a second, Sakura felt that she had discovered something that she was not supposed to know but she did not doubt the veracity of it in any moment. She was blindly truthful.
Syaoran looked at her in the eye for a long time waiting for questions that never came. He smiled again, but it was a different smile, this time Sakura understood its meaning: I know you will do everything you want to do
Then, the girl smiled back crying like if she had suddenly comprehended that what was happening was important, the kind of important you get when you graduate or when your little brother tells you he drew a house especially for you.
"Thanks, Syaoran"
He hugged her warmly. Then, he opened the door behind her and their faces were so close that Sakura thought he was going to kiss her again and almost whished for it. But it never happened.
He went out of the room and in what Sakura perceived like seconds she heard the main door being closed. Stupidly, she ran to her window just in time to see the weird bubble shrinking in the distance as a little bright dot.
She smiled once again when she felt like blushing, and stayed for a while looking out the window.
Eventually, the charming Sakura Kinomoto would convince herself that all the things which happened that night were just a weird dream; however, years later, being a successful graduated doctor she would remember it again while meeting her unbearable and sexy amber-eyed boss.
N/A: Alright so, I am re-writing/editing this story. The thing is that I was re reading it and I notice SO many grammar mistakes, and also a horrible narrative for the first chapters. I´m sorry if anybody actually had to read that XD But anyways, the plot is going to be kept basically the same =)
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