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CardCaptor Sakura Sakura-x-Syaoran

Chapter 1 Accident

A scream.

A screech.

Then, darkness. Complete darkness.

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The only sound in the room was the heart monitor, beeping at a steady pace, and the heavy breathing of an un-conscience boy. A girl, eyes red and puffy from crying, sat beside his hospital bed, not taking her eyes off of the boy that laid asleep. She held his hand through the beds bars, gently rubbing his knuckles with her fingers.

Even though it was only hours, it seamed as though days had gone by since Syaoran Li had been brought to the Tomoeda Hospital. The blood, the lights, the screaming. . . it had seamed so long ago. But now all he could do was sleep, and the doctors were still not sure about his condition. They said the first forty-eight hours were critical, and it had only been seven hours. Yet he still wasn't awake.

The girl closed her emerald eyes and let a tear escape down her cheek. It was all her fault. She had insisted on going to their friends, Tomoyo Daidouji and Eriol Hiiragizawa, place. Syaoran had told her he didn't want to go, he'd rather stay home with her, but she had insisted that they visited them. Syaoran and her were only eighteen and had been living together for only a week. They had only just finished unpacking the previous day, so Tomoyo had suggested the couple meet at her place, and the four of them would go out on a picnic.

Only the couple never actually made it to Tomoyo's house. Syaoran, after giving in, had said he wanted to walk. The two teens weren't even a block away when it had all happened. The crosswalk had the sign indicating it was safe, so they began to walk across the street. She didn't think to look for oncoming traffic; it was a red light. And it had all happened so fast. Halfway across the crosswalk, a speeding car raced around the corner, ignoring the children, and she was in it's past. Syaoran had pushed her out of the way. He had amazing reflects from all the martial arts training he had had as a child growing up in Hong Kong. But he still wasn't quick enough. He pushed his girlfriend out of the way, but was hit by the car. It was a hit-and-go, and all she could do was hold his bleeding, broken body close to her as a close on watcher dialled for help.

There was so much blood; she had thought she had lost him. She still thought she'd lose him.

"Sakura-chan," Tomoyo had arrived at the hospital only minuted after Syaoran and herself did. Her boyfriend, Eriol, was working and would be arriving later in the day. Tomoyo rested a hand on Sakura's shoulder, her amethyst eyes looking down at the top of her friends head. "Stop blaming yourself. It isn't your fault." She had already told her this many times in the past hours.

But it was Sakura's fault, or so she thought. She convinced him to go out. She didn't look for cars. She agreed to walk across town instead of driving. She was helpless, as she could only watch and hold him close to her own cold body.

"It is my fault, Tomoyo-chan. All my fault."

"Don't say that." her friend said softly. "Li-kun wouldn't want to hear you blaming yourself."

"I wish it was me in that bed." Sakura told her. "Me instead of Syaoran."

"Stop it!" her friend practically screamed. "Stop talking that way!" she sighed, and walked in front of Sakura, kneeling in front of her and taking Sakura's soft hands into her own. "Don't talk this way, Please. It's breaking my heart, as would it if Li-kun was listening to you right now."

"But-"

"Sakura-chan, he is going to be alright. He's a fighter, you know that more than I do. So please, hang on. He'd want you to be strong, wouldn't he?"

Sakura slowly nodded her head, more tears rolling down her cheeks. She seamed to have an endless supply of the salty liquid leaking down her cheeks today. She couldn't ever remember crying so much in her life. Tomoyo took out her handkerchief and used it to wipe away her tears.

A few minutes later, after silence had crept over the room again, a boy came running into the room gasping for breath.

"Eriol-kun!" Tomoyo gasped, running over to him. He embraced her quickly, then walked over to the side of Syaoran's bed, grasping the railings handles.

"He hasn't woken up yet?" he asked Sakura.

Sakura couldn't seam to answer without feeling as though she would cry again, so her friend answered for her. "No, but the doctors said that it was normal for his condition."

Eriol's knuckled seamed to turn ghostly white as he gripped the handle harder. Even though him and Syaoran didn't seam to have gotten along when they first met, for the past few years they seamed to be really close.

Eriol pulled Tomoyo close to him, but kept looking at Sakura. "I'm sorry for not coming earlier. We're really short staffed at the moment, so my boss wouldn't let me go until a few minuted ago."

"Don't worry about it," Sakura said, keeping her eyes on Syaoran's face. "I'm sure Syaoran would be pleased to know you came anyways, Eriol-kun."

Eriol gave a small, sad smiled at her, then turned to Tomoyo. "You two have been here for hours. You must have missed lunch, or have you eaten?"

Tomoyo shook her head. "No, we haven't left the room."

"Then please, let me bring you two down the hospitals café and we'll just get something quick to eat."

"I'll stay here." Sakura told them bluntly. She wasn't hungry at all, and didn't want to leave Syaoran's side incase he awakened.

"You have to eat. It isn't healthy." Tomoyo insisted to her.

"I'm not hungry."

"But-!"

"Let her be, Tomoyo. If she'd made up her mind, there's no way of changing it." he turned his attention back to Sakura. "Can we bring you anything back. A sandwich? Coffee?"

"Coffee would be nice, thank you." Sakura smiled weakly at them, as he nodded and took Tomoyo by the waist out of the room.

It was just Sakura and Syaoran, together in the large, white, sterile room. At least he was breathing easier now than he was when they first arrived, she thought to herself. She moved her hand and gently ran her fingers through his mess of chocolate soft hair. She had watched while the doctors stitched and dressed his wounds. He had lost a vast amount of blood, explaining why he hadn't waken yet and his rather pale complection, even if he had developed colour since the accident. With everything that had happened, it was a miracle he didn't break a single bone.

Sakura felt his hand twitch underneath hers, and a small groan escape between his lips. She held her breath, her heart pounding loudly in her chest. His eyes twitched, and slowly opened. He blinked a few times before adjusting to the light, then looked around confused.

Sakura squeezed his hand and jumped up, knocking her seat onto the ground. "Y-you're awake, Syaoran!"

Syaoran looked at her, a smile quickly spreading across his face. He didn't squeeze her hand back, and quickly let his smile sink away.

"Who. . .are you?"

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Okay, so this is the end of Chapter 1. I hope you enjoyed it at least and will read the following chapter!