Painfully Sweet

Chapter 1

She should've known better. Damn, this sucks. She thought to herself as she let herself slide through the wet and slippery pavements to round the corner going to nowhere. She remembered, she hadn't been in this part of the city before. What's worse was that she was on the run with nowhere to go. Not even her own house seemed of much help either. It's more like a trap if she put her mind to it but that moment, all she needed was a good and fast run away from the idiots chasing after her. Yes, that's what she needed.

And maybe some food was enough to give her the consolation she needed. But it wasn't possible. And food wasn't what she was supposed to have in mind for that matter. For the time being, she had managed to steal a few seconds to catch her breath but it wasn't long since she heard those ugly voices again.

"Damn." She uttered, for the umpteenth time that day. And that brought her to wonder about her current situation. It all seemed useless, the running and the chasing. They all knew where she lived anyways and these frequent occurrences proved to be as pointless as running away from a bullet. If you can't escape it, then catch it.

"I'm gonna die." It was the last thing she needed but honestly, did she have any other choice? Other than to start kicking and pushing the wall in front of her like it was some toy block she could easily destroy. So there she was, staring at the open pathway before her like it was staring back at her as well. And the only choice left is for her is to wait.

Wait

And wait.

Even when there certainly was not a single soul to be found in that area. She still had that waiting-in-process going through her head since she had clearly convinced herself that her 'fans' would soon strut down that path towards her to get her. And it displayed no vivid image to her of how appealing that could be. But it was also obvious that no one was strutting down that path to get her. And it was starting to get real obvious that maybe she had actually lost those ugly brutes. With a quick intake of breath, she walked down that path which came out as the source of her torment just seconds ago.

She would've run if she could. But the long chase drained every single energy she's got to the last drop that running seemed very impossible that moment. So right now, maybe the bullet coming straight at her was put in slow motion, that should be a relief but with Sakura's pace going no less than the speed of that bullet, she may have to start dreading for her life, for real this time. As she stepped her final way out of the damned pathway leading to death, for a second felt her knees go all wobbly then felt that it actually went 3 inches above the pavement. Cold, rough and fat hands closed around her neck.

Three or four men started crowding around her and Sakura noted that they were all of the same built as that of her fat captor. They all had those grins on their faces that Sakura had so wanted to kick off. But Sakura realized that even if she did that, she would only find those kicked off grins wider than they already were.

"So you thought you'd lost us, hadn't you?" Sakura ignored him. "So I guess I will have to tie you upside down over a pot of boiling water."

"You might want to add up some seasonings as well." Sakura muttered, obviously not entertained. Like how could she be if fat fingers were roping her neck to death? "So you up for it?" How Sakura hated that disgusting smirk of his.

"Fat chance you pig! The only thing that's roast around here is you and your damn taste for hygiene!" Sakura had it coming but she really didn't expect for it to hurt that much and if it went on further than it already has, she might actually end up with a broken neck. And of course, she'd die. "You bitch!"

"Lame." Sakura strained to say. It was the least she could do for herself before these idiots try to take over. And she wondered what else this fat pig could do to her aside from strangling her.

"Sakura, this wasn't meant to end up this way you know? But your family just had to be stubborn about it--"

"it's in the genes." Sakura received a blow on the right of her stomach from one of the guys in the crowd, and his looks told her that he enjoyed it. The big hands loosened around her neck and sent her sprawling down on the ground. With the blow still taking effect on Sakura, she found herself paralyzed by the pain on her right and all she could do was look at the ground as her vision went from clear to blurred and back again. There were trickles of blood on the pavement and she soon realized that it came from her own mouth as she coughed hoarsely.

"Just surrender that damn jewel, Kinomoto. Or you might never see the end of it."

"So that should be a threat? Sounds like a whimpering stray dog looking for a piece of meat." Sakura again found herself on her side as she felt her shoulder break and when she touched it, she felt like screaming just with that small gesture. But she hadn't dreamt of giving them the pleasure of hearing her scream.

"You sure are brave, Sakura... for a girl that is." Sakura smiled at this. "You guys sure have the guts, for a fag that is." They had it. They gave Sakura a jab on the head and some kicks on her sides, enough for her to be killed but for some reason, not enough to make her unconscious. And that sure would've amounted to getting herself killed. What with all those pains? But she kept herself from dozing off afraid that she might not be able to wake up... permanently.

"You're a piece of meat."

"Hey, no wise remarks?" And they all broke into laughter seeing that Sakura wasn't capable of talking dirty anymore, at least to them. She was aware that she was about to fall unconscious any time soon and she didn't want to take any chances. Not with these idiots hot on the case.

"She's utterly speechless. Why don't you come to papa, darling?" It was a poor attempt to sound pleasantly pitiful since his voice was already doing a poor job of making him sound human enough. And Sakura didn't know it, but she had that sarcastic smug on her face and she sure didn't make any efforts of hiding it especially when the creeps started noticing it.

"Oh, look. Little red riding hood's alive." Sakura looked at them from her lying position. "Oh, look. The four. Little. Pissed. Pigs!" Oh yes, Sakura saw it coming. Besides, no matter what she did, she'd wound up in a dead end anyway so what's the point? And if insulting these idiots was the last thing she'd do, hell, she'd bet her life on it. Her surroundings went dark and the last thing she saw were ugly, dirty and fowl smelling boots. Once she wakes up, or if she ever she wakes up, she'd give them a piece of her mind.

"I love it when you do that." Syaoran smirked boringly as he dug himself in the curves of the blonde's neck. Receiving seductive purrs with each bite he made as he let his hands roam hungrily down her body; Uncaringly but needy. The room engulfed with darkness was filled with moans of pleasure and with an aroma from that of their previous love makings.

Syaoran got up unhesitant as he reached for his phone. The blonde was left in a trance as she stared up and down Syaoran's display of his glorious attributes. He glanced momentarily at the woman he left on his bed tempting him to go back to her. But the minute he opened his mouth to talk, everything was left forgotten.

"Start talking." Syaoran's face was serious as he intently listened on the man speaking on the other line. Then as minutes ticked by, his expression grew more and more anticipating. But at the end of the brief, he turned out frustrated.

"Asshole, don't kill her! Are you that stupid?"

"Imbeciles. She's just one girl."

"Are you deaf? I said, don't kill her. If you don't want to get yourself killed."

"Dumbass. Bring her here." Syaoran hissed dangerously as he let himself sit back on the bed. He ran a hand through the messy array of his chocolate hair in utter frustration and despise. The blonde crawled towards him and wound an arm around his strongly built shoulders. "You scare me, you know that."

"You should be." Syaoran turned back to his previous engagement and pinned the willing blonde on his bed. But his focus was no longer present. His mind has wondered off to that resentful little rat he had his men after for a matter of months. She was just a girl, yet it took every piece of patience he had not to kill her. And she didn't make it any easier for them either. So he decided, that once he gets his hands on that jewel, he'd kill her.

She had wasted a dire amount of money and precious time due to that unyielding attitude of hers. And what he hates that most is going through hard ball just to go after someone, especially if it's a girl. He was Li, Syaoran for Christ's sake. He didn't need to go after something or someone, all things come to him. And that's what it's bound to be. It sure wouldn't take one unnecessary little girl to ruin his reputation. Not while he's in power.

And already, he was thinking of ways on how to kill her slowly.

"What?!" he lifted up his head, annoyed. "You have that smirk, honey. Focus."

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