Disclaimer: I do not own Clamp or any of its characters.

Miggy Notes: I haven't been able to write a damn thing since 05', decently at least since everything that has come out of my writing has been under decent. It dawned upon me that I never wrote a story about something like this, with my favorite pairing kept. And it fascinated me…. Well I hope the ones who read enjoy. And like always, one review keeps me going when my mind is full! And as always, Thanks for clikin' yall!

Bubblegum

Sticky and annoying as it is sweet, with a sigh Sakura kicked the can that was perfectly perched to the side of the curb. It's been the second time this week, can't they understand? She thought as she tried to hoist up her damaged back-pack, which was currently tearing with every step she took.

Sakura Kinomoto, granted that she hated gangs, the world itself seemed completely consumed in its violence and dirty deeds, the world by which meaning the only person she adored almost as much as she did her father. As she made her way home, 17 year old Sakura reached an aching arm to pet the side of her bleeding head.

It hurt a lot, and she decided she could never grow her hair long again. Three years it had been since her father died, her mother dying at birth only left her and her brother to fend for themselves, which was mainly Touya fending for the both of them, since they decided that she would finish school and become someone… someone… not like Touya.

She felt blood overflow her mouth and coughed a bit, "Fuck." She cursed as she leaned over a bit more and coughed, causing pain to spasm all over her body. The bitch who punched me this time was strong. She thought and sucked on her wounded lip hard, and swallowing. She'd have to stitch up the cut herself, which she had to learn to over the years. Seeing as she was roughed up like this more than usual while in school, sometimes she wished she wasn't orphaned from her parents and left with a brother who made silly decisions.

She wished that he never got into drugs and that god damned gang… She wished that it was like it was back then. When Daddy was an archeologist prof. and she was a child free to be a child. Not a teenager struggling in school, and fighting off gangs from the opposing sides of her brother just so they could hurt his weaknesses.

Sometimes she wondered if he even cared, seeing as how he joined the stupid thing because of his ex-lover, Yukito. She admitted that he was a kind soft spoken man when she first set eyes on him; they were good friends and shared similar interests. But ever since this gang business they had to end their relationship because apparently… "No gays join gangs."

Tears glazed over her eyes and Sakura wiped at the roughly. After classes she'd have to actually work two jobs to help support them both, and on top of that since Touya came home late from "supporting" them, he'd just throw his ass down on the couch, crack open a beer and lay there until the morning, when he had to go to work again.

Getting through the gated location of their apartments she made her way through the waiting area, the maze of townhouses and found her own perched on a small hill, concealed by many other houses. She liked where she lived, since it was cheap and she didn't really have any problems with the neighbors.

Upon arriving inside the apartment ,however, there was a constant smell of pot and alcohol, she sighed and noticed the bags that her brother was packing. Yesterday that had just had a fight; he was leaving the house to move in with Yukito. And aside from him helping her pay the rent and everything going a complete disaster, she knew she'd lose her brother eventually as well.

She walked toward the stairs, where faint music was being played. As she stepped in her room she noticed the body sitting on her bed, "Aren't you supposed to be out having another one of your 'meetings' Touya?" Sakura asked, blood coming in short little drips from her mouth.

Touya's head shot up to her face, his pupils dilating. "What happened?"

Sakura smiled a little, her teeth all bloody, "Your gang reputation is what happened. Did you think I was going t be safe transferring yet again to another school? You think your 'homies' can protect me?" Sakura said sarcastically, seeing Touya's face become angrier than sorry now.

"Listen-"

"Spare me." She said while walking across her bedroom and into her personal bathroom, taking out the disinfecting kit she had ready at all times. "I don't need the bull shit you give me about being safe, and it never happening again. " She spat while she worked on the cuts in her mouth. Touya stilled and looked to the side, his hand reaching to scratch one of the tattoos on his arm. "I'm sorry…" He said, pent up rage in his voice, "I don't know what else to do to protect you…" He said, and with that Sakura looked to him, she knew the rage in his eyes weren't at her.

"Don't make me stay here anymore." She spoke and looked away, "If you want to protect me so much then send me away, to another part of Japan, or even further-"

"Are you insane?"

Her patience was gone.

"Are you? Look whose fucking talking! You're the one that refuses to leave because of someone who won't even bat an eye for you!" She shouted seeing him flex slightly, she knew he was trying not to hit her, as he tried many times before when her tongue became too loose.

"I want to go to China, to Hong Kong." Sakura said with an angry-calm expression. "I can't be here anymore; I can't live this shit life. At least over there I'll have Tomoyo." Sakura spoke while she turned back to her cuts.

"You have me right here-"

"You're never here."

"…"

After that they said nothing else to each other, Touya leaving her room and shutting the door with a hard slam. "I'm going, whether you like it or not." Sakura said calmly while she applied the rubbing alcohol to one of her outside wounds. After hearing no answer, frustrated tears came out, not from the rubbing alcohol, and not from her brother's indifference.

I miss Dad…

Sighing she finished fixing up her wounds while she put everything away and got up. She wasn't hungry, nor was she in the mood to eat; she walked to her bed and threw herself on it. Deciding that the aches all the way down to her bones were due to getting her ass kicked by 3 boys and 2 girls today, and that the gangs that Touya was against, indeed showed no mercy.

I hate sticky situations. She thought while her eyes glazed over and became heavy.

"Daddy?" A small voice sounded in her head.

"Yes Sakura?"

"What happens when you get bubblegum in your hair?"

"You get it out."

"How? If you cut it you ruin your hair." Sakura said in a huff while her father laughed.

A sad smile crept Sakura's eyes as she remembered.

"No hun, you don't cut it, that would only cause it to worsen and now only that- you'd mess up your beautiful hair." He spoke petting her hair, finding the sticky piece there.

"Then what do we do?"

He always had a solution to everything. Sometimes Sakura wondered if her father was all knowing since he knew too much about everything... and out of all the decision he could have made. ..

"You put ice on it so it'll get hard. Then after that it should come right off." Her father's voice echoed in her mind, as thoughtful as they tortured her. He was so smart…

"You're so smart daddy!"

It was my fault he died.. She thought sadly as a tear ran down her eyes, falling on the bed sheets at an angle, the sting on her lip lessening, her medicine taking affect.

"I love you Daddy! I love you so much!"

He yet…he was stupid… stupid enough… to jump infront of that gun that should of killed me instead of him…

"So very much!"

"Daddy…" She whispered, a little sob escaping her throat. "Daddy I need you…" She cried helplessly in her pillow.

"I hate…" Her crying died down as her breath exhaled, she was becoming sleepy. "Bubblegum…"

To Be Continued.