Rewind, Restart, Redo
By Crystallord
(Notes: Waaaiiii, ok, first, I know the title sucks. And I'm having trouble with my account in FanFiction.Net….meaning I suck at trying to get things worked out. If you are reading this fic, that means I've succeeded and I'll give myself a pat on the back. Ahhh, technology! I pride myself on being an expert with the VCD player and stuff, but seriously, I think my tech intellect lies near that time period where sun dials are considered the highest point in technology. Oh well. Enjoy the fic (or flame it, but I swear I'll cry
"Back to your true shap--ack!" Sakura was hurled through the air and landed painfully against the wall. With a loud crunch, she crumpled like a broken doll and stayed like that.
I knew she was weak, Syaoran groaned. But the shining mirror in front of them hadn't finished on her yet. It floated towards the girl and a layer of brilliant light shone over its surface.
Sakura lifted her head dizzily, feeling blood on her leg and the back of her head. The mirror loomed over her, preparing an attack. Speaking the first words that came into her mind, Sakura screamed, "Syaoran-kun!"
The mirror released the light into one powerful ray, aiming straight for Sakura's eyes. She caught the full blast of it, and sat petrified as the light traveled through her body and zoomed through her mind, blinding it.
"Sakura!" Syaoran shouted. He didn't feel like saving her, but he would be in big trouble if he didn't save the Card Mistress. With another groan, he pulled out his sword. Saying another one of his spells, he called out the Lightning Force.
Which was extremely, utterly, absolutely downright stupid.
The lightning bounced off the mirror and began to strike everywhere. When everything has gone down to a sizzle, Syaoran stood, frozen, in the middle of several deep craters. How could I have done something so stupid?! He knew. He was too distracted by Sakura's closed eyes to fight the mirror. Her wand can bind the cards anyway.
He ran over to her body and, after checking her pulse to make sure she was still alive, picked up her wand. He wasn't entirely sure that it would work for him, but he could try. OK, you stupid thing, work for me just this once. Just this freakin' once! Syaoran wasn't sure if calling the wand "stupid" would help, but right now he was too desperate to care. The mirror moved closer to him, gathering the same light it had used for Sakura.
"Back to your true shape--CLOW CARD!" he yelled, holding the wand in front of him. The mirror released the light, and Syaoran dodged it by the skin of his teeth. Meanwhile the wand had released energy of its own, enveloping the mirror in its magic and binding it, until it slowly dwindled and morphed, becoming a Clow Card.
Syaoran picked it up. "The Mirror?" he said doubtfully. Well duh. He had been fighting against one, after all.
A moan reached his ears, and he ran towards the wall where Sakura was slumped. "Hey, get up, fight's over, come on." He grabbed her shoulders and she cried out. He jerked his hands away, startled. It was only then that he noticed the blood. "Oh, god…"
"Syaoran-kun? Syaoran-kun?!"
It was Tomoyo. She ran up, panting. "Something blocked me from getting to you guys, like a barrier or someth---" she looked down and released a terrified scream. "Sakura-chan!!!" She knelt down and was about to touch Sakura's face when Syaoran pushed her arm away. "Don't touch her, she's injured."
"I can see that," Tomoyo choked out. She was in hysterics. Syaoran didn't think she'd ever seen her friend this badly injured before. Another pained moan issued from Sakura's mouth.
"I'm calling the ambulance," Tomoyo leaped up and pulled out a phone. She only brought it when Sakura was fighting, for this purpose.
"What about the wand?" Syaoran asked.
"Usually she uses magic to store it away, but she's not exactly able to do that…" Tomoyo snatched the wand from Syaoran's hand. "Gimme that! I'll just say it's a prop for the school production or something!"
Syaoran pointed to the road. "And these craters here?"
"They're your fault, you explain them!" Tomoyo was nearly in tears. "Look, I care about Sakura, not your stupid craters and stuff. I want to get help for her." Noticing Syaoran's stunned expression, she let out a frustrated cry. "Tell them it's a supernatural science thing, I don't care!" Her eyes filled with tears. "I just want Sakura to be OK…"
Syaoran wanted her to be OK too. If the Cardcaptor dies, they'll blame me. Dear god, I hope she gets better. I don't need any more trouble than I've already got.
A few minutes later, the ambulance rushed towards them and two paramedics climbed out, rolling a stretcher. "Easy there, careful," they said as they gently placed Sakura's body onto the white bed. Another paramedic scanned Sakura, feeling softly in certain parts. "Open wounds, blood. Seriously injured. Emergency room, get the things ready for when we get there." They put Sakura into the ambulance and closed the door.
"Can we go with you?" Tomoyo asked. The worry in her eyes seemed to melt one of the paramedics.
"Just one," he said. "Besides, it's too late for you kids to be out. What on earth were you doing?"
Syaoran opened his mouth, but Tomoyo silenced him with a glare. "You go to Sakura-chan's place and tell her family. You were there, you should have taken care of her."
So I get the blame even when she's still breathing?!
"Of course you do!" Tomoyo screamed, hand raised to slap him. Syaoran realized he'd spoken his thoughts out loud. She stopped herself. "Just…go. Go and tell Sakura's family." She climbed into the ambulance without giving him a backward look.
With a loud groan, he trudged up the road, the opposite direction of where the ambulance was going. I need to get the cards. Sakura says no. So I help her. She gets hurt, and I get skewered. He stopped and took a deep breath. "What is this world's problem?!" he shouted loudly. His voice echoed through the streets and faded.
*
"What the hell did you do to my little sister you brat--!" Toya yelled, shoving Syaoran against the white hospital wall. Syaoran felt his head collide with hard stone and now he knew how Sakura felt, plummeting into brick at an even faster speed.
A nurse filling out Sakura's record looked up. "Sir! Not in the hospital!" she said sternly.
Panting, Toya brought his fist down. Yukito looked nervously at him as Toya staggered into the chair beside him. "It'll be OK," Yukito said comfortingly. "Sakura will be OK."
"Tomoyo said she looked really bad…Tomoyo was crying, so that must mean it's really, really bad…" Toya lost all knowledge that he was supposed to be a strong, sturdy older brother and began to bawl. "I want to see my sister!" Yukito dropped the bag of doughnuts he was eating and comforted Toya, wrapping his arms around him and whispering in his ear. Syaoran glared at both of them.
"That can be arranged in a few minutes, even if she isn't conscious yet." a doctor said. Mr. Kinomoto looked up, his hair unkempt and his clothes wrinkled. "I can see Sakura?"
"Let me give you the basic information first." The doctor looked at his folder. "Severe concussion, blood from the head and left leg…sprained ankle on the same leg, bruise on her shoulder. And there seemed to be something with her eyes. But there is no outside injury, so how could something be wrong?"
Syaoran and Tomoyo exchanged uncomfortable glances. "Let's just see her," Syaoran suggested reluctantly.
"Well if you don't want to then go home, you little twer--" Yukito shushed Toya and curled his fingers around Toya's hand.
"I never said I didn't," Syaoran said. "I feel partly responsible and I need to see her too." Now that has to help get some of the blame off me.
"You should."
They entered the ICU, and, thankfully not hooked up to any equipment (yet), was Sakura. Her eyes were closed and she didn't seem to notice a whole group crowding around her bed. To spite Toya, Syaoran darted to the front, closest to Sakura. He noticed how light her breathing was, her eyebrows furrowed into a frown, how soft she looked, with blood-matted hair framing her sweet face…he shook his head sharply. You are not going down that path.
A few hours later, Sakura emitted a low moan. Everyone was camping outside, since it was Syaoran's shift to watch her. He leapt from the chair and went towards the door, but in a light, breathy whisper…"Iie…don't leave…"
He went back and looked at her. Her eyes were starting to open, and she looked at Syaoran. They didn't look damaged, but she winced every time she moved. "My head hurts…"
"Can you see, Sakura?" Please don't be blind, extra punishment for me if you're blind!
She looked at him again, her breathing ragged.
"Yes," she let out in a barely audible voice. Syaoran sighed in relief.
"But who are you?"