My Cruel Fate
Chapter 2: Seeing is Believing *** Authors Note: four reviews eh? Better then I expected actually! My standards are pretty low.
Disclaimer: I know there is no point in putting this, cuz EVERYBODY knows geez. But Cardcaptor Sakura belongs to Clamp.(so is Chobits, Angelic Layer, X and uh..I really dunno..)
OH WELL! ON WITH IT! ***
The streetlights were still dim from their long over usage. As the two young men neared farther into town, the noisier it was, with more people on the streets, doing who-knows-what.
Touya was the first to get tired.
"Come.on, slow down will ya Syaoran?" He collapsed onto his knees from the lack of energy, trying at the same time to regain the strength in his legs. They were numb from exhaustion and had no feeling in them.
"You really need to get in shape," The other boy mumbled to himself, struggling to catch his breath. Welcoming this moment as a short rest break, he quickly regained his composure and sprinted off, leaving a very confused Touya behind.
"I'll see you then!" Those were the last word they exchanged before Syaoran disappeared into the crowds and crowds of people up ahead.
Meanwhile, on the sidewalk, Touya looked on in surprise.
"Geez man, didn't know he had it in him."
Shaking his head in disapproval, he stood and dusted himself off. Instead of going after his friend, Touya studied the sign hanging above the little restaurant he wiped out in front of.
'Peking House eh? Haven't had decent Chinese food in ages. Oh well, maybe just a little break'
Shrugging, Touya pushed open the door to the little shack and looked around the place. There were small plastic lanterns hanging from the ceiling, and towards the center of the restaurant, was a HUGE statue of the Buddha. Underneath it was a couple sticks of incense burning as a symbol of worship to the Asian god.
Touya, averting his gaze from the magnificent work of art noticed that there were a few people aside from himself in the restaurant. There are always people in downtown this early. Especially in Chinatown.
He sat down at the nearest table and browsed through the menu. Spring rolls, chow mien, won ton soup.decisions, decisions. Shifting in his chair, the boy sighed, staring across the room absently in thought.
'Gawds, Takashi is barely hanging onto life here, Eriol and Yukito were worried to death, and to make things worse, I left Syaoran by himself to face a whole lot of 'em Infernos. Some friend I am.'
Snapping out of it, Touya finally settled on some fried rice with a side order or ginger beef.
'Maybe I should visit Takashi in the hospital afterwards'
He smiled at this chosen conclusion and laid back into his chair, waiting for a waitress to come along and take his order. ***
It was his seventh cigarette since he arrived at the hospital. Eriol lit yet another as he waited on hearing the news about his friend.
Only the soft glow of the full moon shown itself onto the face of the pale- skinned boy. What was only minutes seemed like hours, and to tell the truth, a lot of minutes passed.
He smoked yet another.
And another.
Before he could acknowledge the fact that he had only one cigarette left, Eriol was interrupted by a hysterical Yukito. Relieved that somebody broke his addictive smoking record, Eriol coughed and smiled slightly to himself, back turned away from his companion.
Yukito cautiously tapped Eriol on the shoulder, in case the boy standing in front of him iwasn't/i his long-time friend. But heck, what are the chances? Not very many people in the world has dark violet hair. Not that his own hair color was very common, either.
Instead of turning around to face him like a normal person would, Eriol just replied with a simple,
"What."
It wasn't a question really, nor was it a statement. From the tone of his voice, it could be concluded as either a half-hearted phrase or just something coming out of a lifeless robot. Either way, it didn't sound like Eriol was happy to see him.
Sighing in disbelief of the passing current events, Yukito spoke in the softest voice he could muster.
"The doctors said we can visit Takashi now. He just regained his consciousness a few minutes ago, so it seems."
He waited for a sign that meant Eriol heard even a word he just said.
There was a breath of relief.
And then a shaking of the head.
"Count me out," those were the only three words he told Yukito before the other boy retreated back inside of the hospital. He casted a sideways glance to make sure he was really gone before lighting up the last cigerette and sticking it into his mouth.
The last thing he had to escape reality was blissful.
Blowing smoke circles into the clear night air brought Eriol back to sadistic real life.
He threw the remnants of his smoke onto the pavement and crushed it with his foot. Surveying the bright lights from around, Eriol spotted a small figure dashing across the sidewalk from the other side of the street. He squinted hard, just enough to make out who it was.
Syaoran?
***
Yukito found himself staring at the numbers engraved into steel attached to a wooden door.
I326/I
Sucking in a deep breath, he twisted the nob and pushed the door ajar. It creeped slowing open, creaking along the way. Inside, a dimly lit light was shining foggily against the wall.
He stepped inside.
The faint beeping of the IV was the only thing that could be heard in the background.
Yukito blinking once, twice, and forced himself to look at the battered body laying across the many white sheets thrown about on a small hospital bed.
IPoor Takashi/I
There were many visible bruises on Takashi's face, including a black eye and a huge purple blob-like feature on his neck. Asides from that, a couple of small cuts were evident, with the larger ones hidden behind some bandages.
ISorry.its my fault./I
His eyes fell apon some gauze wrapped fingers attached to an arm in a sling. Takashi's legs, were no doubt broken as well.
I.if I were only there for you./I
The small boy was sleeping peacefully.
I.it's my responsibility to watch out for all of you./I
His breathing was uneven and weak.
I.being the oldest is tough./I
Yukito sat himself into one of the many plastic chairs that lined up against the bed. He pulled out his reading glasses from his breast pocket and slipped them on.
II'm sure you'll heal. You'd better./I
He grabbed a copy of the holy bible off from a night stand and begun to read it out loud.
"Genesis 1:1, In the beginning God created the heavens and the Earth. Now the Earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the spirit of God was hovering over the waters."
***
He could see the downtown hospital closing, which meant that he was close. As Syaoran neared his awaited destination, he was sure that there was someone ahead blocking his path. It didn't look like the person was going to move from that spot any time soon.
"Syaoran!"
"Huh?"
Syaoran looked on in surprised. He could of swore that somebody had just called his name. But there wasn't a person in sight, except for-
".is that you Eriol?"
He came face to face with the blue haired boy.
Eriol smirked.
"What are you doing HERE anyways? Shouldn't you be hunting down Juntaro and his gang or something?"
Syaoran shook his head, trying to catch his breath from the much running from before without stop.
"I know where he is."
"Oh? Do you?"
He stood up straight once again, preparing for another good run.
"Yeah. Are you just going to stand there, or are you coming with me as back-up?"
Shrugging, the blue haired gang member threw down his empty cigerette box and stared at Syaoran straight in the eye.
"Heh. Why not? I'm just wasting my time here - not that Taka here is unimportant, but you know, I could actually do something more useful elsewhere. Don't worry. Yukito is taking care of him."
"Good! So what are we waiting for? Lets get them before they decide to go home or something!!"
IOh, Juntaro, I'm gunna getcha good!/I
Syaoran ran top speed towards the direction from which he was head toward before he was stopped, followed by his new 'sidekick'.
--
Shortly after, the two boys arrived at "Shanghai City", the hottest nightclub in all of downtown. It was the main hangout for the members of the Ragin' Inferno's.
They snuck in through the back door so no one was to notice them. The place was literally HUGE.
Syaoran glanced around the place, observing every inch of it. There were tons of lights of different colors radiating off of a disco ball from the ceiling to the right, which was obvious that it was a dance floor.
He looked around some more. A bar, and some pool tables. That's when something caught his eye.
In the corner was Juntaro, making out with an unfamiliar woman. Syaoran, pissed off, begun to stomp his way towards the other man.
Juntaro and the woman stopped making out and, not noticing the gang's presence, got up and started in their direction. That's when Syaoran finally got a good look at the mystery woman.
"SAKURA?!"
He. Was. Enraged.
But before he could go up to Juntaro and beat the living shit out of the man, Eriol grabbed him from the behind, restraining him from doing any harm.
"Let's go." Eriol whispered into Syaoran's ear, barely audible.
Nodding slowly, he followed his friend out the door in which they came, sulking.
***
YAH im done.
Ok, im debating on this, but should I bring Tomoyo into this and make this a E/T as well? Cuz I know im bringing Nakeru into this and having some Nakeru/Touya moments..although they aren't a couple..YET
Hahaha.
Okay, after this it's gunna be a J/S/S triangle.
Umm.THREE reviews before I continue is okay with you???
Chapter 2: Seeing is Believing *** Authors Note: four reviews eh? Better then I expected actually! My standards are pretty low.
Disclaimer: I know there is no point in putting this, cuz EVERYBODY knows geez. But Cardcaptor Sakura belongs to Clamp.(so is Chobits, Angelic Layer, X and uh..I really dunno..)
OH WELL! ON WITH IT! ***
The streetlights were still dim from their long over usage. As the two young men neared farther into town, the noisier it was, with more people on the streets, doing who-knows-what.
Touya was the first to get tired.
"Come.on, slow down will ya Syaoran?" He collapsed onto his knees from the lack of energy, trying at the same time to regain the strength in his legs. They were numb from exhaustion and had no feeling in them.
"You really need to get in shape," The other boy mumbled to himself, struggling to catch his breath. Welcoming this moment as a short rest break, he quickly regained his composure and sprinted off, leaving a very confused Touya behind.
"I'll see you then!" Those were the last word they exchanged before Syaoran disappeared into the crowds and crowds of people up ahead.
Meanwhile, on the sidewalk, Touya looked on in surprise.
"Geez man, didn't know he had it in him."
Shaking his head in disapproval, he stood and dusted himself off. Instead of going after his friend, Touya studied the sign hanging above the little restaurant he wiped out in front of.
'Peking House eh? Haven't had decent Chinese food in ages. Oh well, maybe just a little break'
Shrugging, Touya pushed open the door to the little shack and looked around the place. There were small plastic lanterns hanging from the ceiling, and towards the center of the restaurant, was a HUGE statue of the Buddha. Underneath it was a couple sticks of incense burning as a symbol of worship to the Asian god.
Touya, averting his gaze from the magnificent work of art noticed that there were a few people aside from himself in the restaurant. There are always people in downtown this early. Especially in Chinatown.
He sat down at the nearest table and browsed through the menu. Spring rolls, chow mien, won ton soup.decisions, decisions. Shifting in his chair, the boy sighed, staring across the room absently in thought.
'Gawds, Takashi is barely hanging onto life here, Eriol and Yukito were worried to death, and to make things worse, I left Syaoran by himself to face a whole lot of 'em Infernos. Some friend I am.'
Snapping out of it, Touya finally settled on some fried rice with a side order or ginger beef.
'Maybe I should visit Takashi in the hospital afterwards'
He smiled at this chosen conclusion and laid back into his chair, waiting for a waitress to come along and take his order. ***
It was his seventh cigarette since he arrived at the hospital. Eriol lit yet another as he waited on hearing the news about his friend.
Only the soft glow of the full moon shown itself onto the face of the pale- skinned boy. What was only minutes seemed like hours, and to tell the truth, a lot of minutes passed.
He smoked yet another.
And another.
Before he could acknowledge the fact that he had only one cigarette left, Eriol was interrupted by a hysterical Yukito. Relieved that somebody broke his addictive smoking record, Eriol coughed and smiled slightly to himself, back turned away from his companion.
Yukito cautiously tapped Eriol on the shoulder, in case the boy standing in front of him iwasn't/i his long-time friend. But heck, what are the chances? Not very many people in the world has dark violet hair. Not that his own hair color was very common, either.
Instead of turning around to face him like a normal person would, Eriol just replied with a simple,
"What."
It wasn't a question really, nor was it a statement. From the tone of his voice, it could be concluded as either a half-hearted phrase or just something coming out of a lifeless robot. Either way, it didn't sound like Eriol was happy to see him.
Sighing in disbelief of the passing current events, Yukito spoke in the softest voice he could muster.
"The doctors said we can visit Takashi now. He just regained his consciousness a few minutes ago, so it seems."
He waited for a sign that meant Eriol heard even a word he just said.
There was a breath of relief.
And then a shaking of the head.
"Count me out," those were the only three words he told Yukito before the other boy retreated back inside of the hospital. He casted a sideways glance to make sure he was really gone before lighting up the last cigerette and sticking it into his mouth.
The last thing he had to escape reality was blissful.
Blowing smoke circles into the clear night air brought Eriol back to sadistic real life.
He threw the remnants of his smoke onto the pavement and crushed it with his foot. Surveying the bright lights from around, Eriol spotted a small figure dashing across the sidewalk from the other side of the street. He squinted hard, just enough to make out who it was.
Syaoran?
***
Yukito found himself staring at the numbers engraved into steel attached to a wooden door.
I326/I
Sucking in a deep breath, he twisted the nob and pushed the door ajar. It creeped slowing open, creaking along the way. Inside, a dimly lit light was shining foggily against the wall.
He stepped inside.
The faint beeping of the IV was the only thing that could be heard in the background.
Yukito blinking once, twice, and forced himself to look at the battered body laying across the many white sheets thrown about on a small hospital bed.
IPoor Takashi/I
There were many visible bruises on Takashi's face, including a black eye and a huge purple blob-like feature on his neck. Asides from that, a couple of small cuts were evident, with the larger ones hidden behind some bandages.
ISorry.its my fault./I
His eyes fell apon some gauze wrapped fingers attached to an arm in a sling. Takashi's legs, were no doubt broken as well.
I.if I were only there for you./I
The small boy was sleeping peacefully.
I.it's my responsibility to watch out for all of you./I
His breathing was uneven and weak.
I.being the oldest is tough./I
Yukito sat himself into one of the many plastic chairs that lined up against the bed. He pulled out his reading glasses from his breast pocket and slipped them on.
II'm sure you'll heal. You'd better./I
He grabbed a copy of the holy bible off from a night stand and begun to read it out loud.
"Genesis 1:1, In the beginning God created the heavens and the Earth. Now the Earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the spirit of God was hovering over the waters."
***
He could see the downtown hospital closing, which meant that he was close. As Syaoran neared his awaited destination, he was sure that there was someone ahead blocking his path. It didn't look like the person was going to move from that spot any time soon.
"Syaoran!"
"Huh?"
Syaoran looked on in surprised. He could of swore that somebody had just called his name. But there wasn't a person in sight, except for-
".is that you Eriol?"
He came face to face with the blue haired boy.
Eriol smirked.
"What are you doing HERE anyways? Shouldn't you be hunting down Juntaro and his gang or something?"
Syaoran shook his head, trying to catch his breath from the much running from before without stop.
"I know where he is."
"Oh? Do you?"
He stood up straight once again, preparing for another good run.
"Yeah. Are you just going to stand there, or are you coming with me as back-up?"
Shrugging, the blue haired gang member threw down his empty cigerette box and stared at Syaoran straight in the eye.
"Heh. Why not? I'm just wasting my time here - not that Taka here is unimportant, but you know, I could actually do something more useful elsewhere. Don't worry. Yukito is taking care of him."
"Good! So what are we waiting for? Lets get them before they decide to go home or something!!"
IOh, Juntaro, I'm gunna getcha good!/I
Syaoran ran top speed towards the direction from which he was head toward before he was stopped, followed by his new 'sidekick'.
--
Shortly after, the two boys arrived at "Shanghai City", the hottest nightclub in all of downtown. It was the main hangout for the members of the Ragin' Inferno's.
They snuck in through the back door so no one was to notice them. The place was literally HUGE.
Syaoran glanced around the place, observing every inch of it. There were tons of lights of different colors radiating off of a disco ball from the ceiling to the right, which was obvious that it was a dance floor.
He looked around some more. A bar, and some pool tables. That's when something caught his eye.
In the corner was Juntaro, making out with an unfamiliar woman. Syaoran, pissed off, begun to stomp his way towards the other man.
Juntaro and the woman stopped making out and, not noticing the gang's presence, got up and started in their direction. That's when Syaoran finally got a good look at the mystery woman.
"SAKURA?!"
He. Was. Enraged.
But before he could go up to Juntaro and beat the living shit out of the man, Eriol grabbed him from the behind, restraining him from doing any harm.
"Let's go." Eriol whispered into Syaoran's ear, barely audible.
Nodding slowly, he followed his friend out the door in which they came, sulking.
***
YAH im done.
Ok, im debating on this, but should I bring Tomoyo into this and make this a E/T as well? Cuz I know im bringing Nakeru into this and having some Nakeru/Touya moments..although they aren't a couple..YET
Hahaha.
Okay, after this it's gunna be a J/S/S triangle.
Umm.THREE reviews before I continue is okay with you???