Hell-o, everybody! Well, the main reason I wrote this is because I'm bored. Really bored. Until now, I didn't think me being bored was possible but I guess it is… I should probably be working on 'Now and Then', but my sister is here and she hates all types of anime and magnas… She's always like "How can you like this crap?" and "Aren't you too old to watch cartoons?" or "Jeez! You're hogging the computer again! And you don't even use it! You're just reading/writing those stupid stories!"… So I don't want her to even know about that story because she'll ruin it for me! So instead, I'm writing this… The opening sequence had been sitting in my brain for quite sometime. The ending too… The plot I'll be making up as I go… I do know it'll definitely be S+S… With some E+T and M+K… There's an original character in here. Don't mind him, he'll be introduced in the next chapter. No, he's not some Gary-Stu… He's here to fall I love with Meiling!…
Okay, you know the drill… I don't own CSS; Clamp, Kodansha, and Nelvana do. Which is probably a good because I'm not exactly an expert at drawing…
Key
"speech"
'thoughts'
*actions*
_*scene change/flashback*_
*** point of view change
Beep. Beep. Beep.
The steady beeping of the heart monitor was the only sound in the hospital room. Well, almost the only sound; occasional sobs broke through the monotony, when the people in the room failed to control their grief. Not that they could be blamed, few people actually succeeded in holding in sadness, even more so in hospitals, in the intensive care unite, surrounded by more machines than you'd care to count, watching the life drain out of someone you care for, let alone love (whether in a friendly way or in that way). Ironically, the person laying in the bed was rather good at keeping feelings in check. He hadn't shed a tear in the last 16 years. He was Li Syaoran.
The door to the room opened, and a woman wearing a white coat and carrying a clipboard entered. She was a doctor, in case you hadn't figured that out. The expression in her face wasn't very comforting to the people inside, who happened to be Eriol, Meiling, Tomoyo, and Sakura. Keisuke was also there, but, seeing as you have no idea who he is, it doesn't matter for now. As soon as they heard the door close behind the doctor, they looked towards her, their eyes asking the same question Eriol voiced seconds later.
"Will Syaoran be alright?"
The doctor sighted. This was the one thing she hated about her profession: having to tell people the truth. Sure, she could just use the stock answer and tell them that if he survived the night, he would be alright. But that was just as far from the truth as anything. The fact was, she thought it highly possible, even more, likely that the young man would die as they were talking. She looked up, and met Eriol's blue eyes. There was only one way to handle this situation: the harsh, blunt way. "Your friend was extremely hurt. Apart from broken ribs, leg, collarbone, and wrist, he suffered a serious contusion. There is a shocking amount of internal bleeding. One of his ribs pierced his right lung. 3rd degree burns all along his right arm. Although now neutralized, the poison affected several vital organs. We are waiting for the rest of the test results, which will probably reveal further injuries." She took a deep breath, looking at the unconscious young man in the bed. Then, she abruptly turned back to the rest of the group. "I'm sorry. Your friend is clinically dead. Whatever sustained him until now is a mystery. His injuries would be enough to kill 3 grown men. We did the best we could. I'm really sorry, but he won't last the night." Then, she turned around and left the room, hoping to avoid the heart-wrenching sob that was sure to follow her little speech, but not quite making it. Just before the door closed behind her, she managed to see, and hear, one of the girls wail and sob uncontrollably, while collapsing on the boy's bedside. She was a pretty one: cute auburn hair, creamy complexion, curvy body, and the most gorgeous green eyes the doctor had ever seen.
Those eyes; they would haunt the doctor for as long as she lived. So big, and sad, and helpless. They were begging for help, as if the doctor alone could save her beloved. For the doctor was sure that the girl loved the boy; it was obvious in the way she looked at him, the way she stood protectively near him, the way she wouldn't let go of his hand. But the fact remained, there wasn't anything the doctor, or anyone else, could do to save the young man. Such a pity too; he was young, handsome, strong… yet, struck down on the prime of life. By what, the doctor did not know. His friends had brought him to the ER in critical condition. They neither offered nor gave any explanation as of how he had reached such a state. The others were harmed, too. The green-eyed girl had burns in her right leg, a broken arm, stitches on both her forehead and her stomach, and had had a blood transfusion. The other two boys had needed a couple of stitches, and the other girls had a few bruises a cuts, but nothing too serious.
The young doctor sighted, as she reached the nurses' station. She let her clipboard down, sat on a chair, leaned back, and closed her eyes. This whole thing was giving her one heck of a headache.
"Excuse me," the doctor opened her eyes. There stood 4 persons; 3 male, one female. Or something of the like, because the woman wasn't technically a woman. But the doctor didn't know that, so it doesn't matter. "Can you tell us which room is Li Syaoran in?" The doctor sighted; more people in line for heart-ache. Poor kid. Resigned, she said "Of course. Please, follow me." Fujitaka, Touya, Yukito, and Nakuru did.
__**Scene Change**__
Back in the room, Eriol did the best he could to comfort Tomoyo. Keisuke tried to help, but he was a tad too shocked himself to offer much comfort. Meiling was in a rage, cursing everyone she could think of. Sakura, they let cry freely; she wouldn't let any one near her, and only cried her beautiful eyes out, clinging to the bed for support.
"Shh, shh," Erioll rubbed Tomoyo's back gently, "It'll be okay, don't worry."
"But, *sob*, the doctor… *sniff*… She said Syaoran would die!" Tomoyo's voice sounded a bit muffled, for her face was pressed against Eriol's chest.
"The doctor's a baka!" Meiling stated. "In fact, she shouldn't be a doctor! And the nurses too! And the ER guy, he's a stupid prat!" In her rage, she smashed the ceramic vase that decorated the small night table, and continued pacing around the room.
"Now, Meiling, get a grip on yourself! I know your worried, but destroying the room won't help my cute descendant!" At Eriol's words, Sakura let out an even louder wail, the sobs making her body shake. Keisuke approached her, and said, "The un-cute ancestor is right, you know," he laid a hand on her shoulder, " everything will be fine. This is Wolf-boy we're talking about. You know him, he wont give up." Keisuke gave Sakura a small smile, trying to reassure her, but the effect was damped by the two tears that escaped his eyes that moment. Sakura ignored him, and continued crying, occasionally muttering, "It's all my fault. I'm so sorry. All my fault…" Her voice was so low, none of the other heard her.
"But do you know who's the biggest baka?" Meiling continued her monologue, "Clow Reed! No offense, Eriol. But what was he thinking? Sure, bestow the responsibility of humanity's survival to a bunch of teenagers! Nothing could possibly happen! I mean, except them dying, but oh well… Not one of his brightest ideas, let me tell you!" She punched the wall, leaving faint cracks on its surface. "And that slut! Why did she have to go and get revenge or world domination or whatever it is! She's so stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid!" Finally, Meiling broke down, tears streaming down her face. She ran to Keisuke, seeking console in his embrace.
It was then that the door to the room opened one again, and Fujitaka, Touya, Yukito, Nakuru, and the doctor entered. It was also then that Syaoran flat-lined.
**** Dramatic Pause Designed To Build Tension And Suspense After Such A Shocking Sentence. Wait 10 More Seconds Before Continuing.****
Everyone in the room heard the long beep from the machine and knew what it meant. The doctor hurried to the bed, pressing the button to call the IC nurse station. "Code blue! Code blue on room 113! " Almost immediately, a team of doctors and nurses rushed into the room, hauling a cart with strange equipment. One of the nurses tried to guide Sakura away from the bed, but she wouldn't budge. "Syaoran! Syaoran! What's wrong? Please be okay! Syaoran! Don't die! Please don't die!" Sakura clutched the bed, desperate to remain at her partner's side, and hysterical with worry and fear. Touya, seeing the nurse's efforts, picked her up. The nurse thanked him, and instructed all of them to leave the room until further notice, assuring them that the staff would do their best to help Syaoran. They obliged, rather reluctantly, and sat in the waiting room the nurse indicated. They saw the bunch of doctors wheel Syaoran's bed away, presumably to the OR.
"No! Put me down!" Sakura pounded her fists against her brother's shoulder, desperate to return to Syaoran, "Syaoran needs me! He can't be alone! Let me go! I want to stay with him! Please! I have to stay with him! Please! Please… please…" She stopped yelling and lapsed back into sobbing hysterically, leaning her head on her brother's shoulder. "It's all my fault… All my fault…"
"Sakura, it's…*sniff*… not your fault! You…*sniff*… did everything you could!" Tomoyo told her, from her place in Eriol's arms.
"It's not true!…*sob*… It's my fault! I should …*sob*...have been stronger!"
"Sakura, listen to me, it's not your fault." Eriol stated firmly.
"If anyone, …*sniff*…it's that bitch's fault!" Meiling yelled, earning herself a stare from the rest of the people in the waiting room , which she promptly ignored and kept crying, Keisuke stroking her back.
Fujitaka was standing beside Touya, who still carried Sakura, stroking his daughter's hair. "Are the rest of you okay?" The teens nodded in response. "You too, sweetie?" he asked Sakura. Sakura nodded. Though the cast in her arm freaked Fujitaka out, he decided it would be very insensitive to go in full-worry mode with his daughter's friend in such a critical condition. Besides, a broken arm didn't seem too bad.
"But what happened?" asked Touya.
"Could you please tell us?" asked Fujitaka. Yukito and Nakuru had been very vague when they dragged Touya and Fujitaka to the hospital.
Eriol took a deep breath. Of the present five that new the complete story, he was the most composed, so it would be up to him to explain what happened. It was a very long story.
*********To Be Continued*********
So, how'd you like it? I'm sorry for the awful cliffhanger! If you want me to post the next chapter, say so in your review. If you don't want me to post the next chapter, say so in your review. If you think my writing sucks, say so in your review. If you can come up with a better title for this fic, say so in your review. If you like ice cream, say so in your review. Err…. What I mean is: Please, review! Please!
From next chapter and on, it'll be like a super giant flashback from 3rd person point of view.
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Right now, I think I'll go work on 'Now and Then'. Please, check that story out, and tell me what you think!
Ciao!
Kirjava-chan
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