Chapter 4

Chapter 4

A Time to Remember

Syaoran's heart was pounding as he got out of the car. Onlookers were starting to gather already, whispering speculations about what happened. Syaoran felt as if his feet won't carry him any further. He felt as if he didn't want to see this. His face was all pale and his intense amber orbs widened in fear as he heard someone scream.

"What the heck happened? What did you do to my friend? Gosh! Saku!, are you okay?" A pale girl with long raven hair with clear amethyst eyes came out of nowhere and knelt beside the girl Syaoran bumped have hurt.

"I didn't.. I didn't mean it.." he said, panic surging through him. The girl he accidentally bumped was lying on the ground, still and unmoving. Thousand thoughts rushed through his mind as he was debating within himself what to do. Run away? Take her to the hospital?

"What the heck are you standing there for Bring her to the hospital, baka!" the amethyst eyed girl shrieked again. Syaoran was pulled out of his reverie by her voice. He picked the auburn haired girl up from the ground and carried her to the backseat of his car. They amethyst-eyed girl came, too, and as he was driving furiously, she kept on barking words behind his ears.

"If she dies, you'll pay for this. I swear. Wait 'til her parents hear about this, you reckless freak!" she was saying. Syaoran was on the verge of a breakdown already.

"Will you please just shut up? I don't need someone lecturing me about this. I'm nearing a breakdown", he hissed at her silently.

The girl he was talking to is Daidouji Tomoyo. Daughter of the famous Daidouji Sonomi, proud owner of the Daidouji House of Fashion. "So, you're the one who's arrogant now?" she said, not backing down.

"Please, just stop talking", he said, and he pulled into the hospital parking lot.

"I won't stop talking until I know that my kawaii friend is okay!" Tomoyo retorted, still barking loud words in Syaoran's poor ears as the unconscious girl was wheeled into the emergency room.

There was a voice calling her.. It felt like it was an echo in her head, far away then getting nearer and nearer.

"Saku… Saku…" it was a girl's voice.. Calling her.. Peeling her away from the layers of sleep and blackness. Sakura forced her eyes opened and stared at the face of her bestfriend. Tomoyo with a guy with striking amber eyes and messy chocolate colored hair who looked strangely familiar but she don't really know.

"You're awake!" Tomoyo shrieked in delight as the colors returned to the guy's face.

What happened?" the girl asked.

"This gaki, this baka here almost killed you", Tomoyo said. Then she remembered what happened. She was about to cross the street and meet Tomoyo on the other side then this car suddenly came swerving. It didn't really hit her. It stopped a few inches before her and because of panic and astonishment, she freaked out and fainted.

"He didn't really hit me. I just.." she said, looking curiously at the guy who was staring at her with deep, lonely, and striking amber eyes.

"That's not the point. He still is reckless. I called your okaa-san and otou-san and they're on their way here. Uncle Fujitaka sounds angry", Tomoyo stated, shivering a little at the thought of Sakura's dad.

Sakura was still staring at the handsome stranger in front of her.

She knew him..

Something tells her that she'd met this guy before. Probably not in high school because she studied from an all-girls school. But she knew him… she just couldn't place him on her mind.

"Miss.. look, Gomen ne sai. Please don't file any charges. I swear I just didn't see the red light. I was busy tuning in the car stereo and—" Syaoran was explaining when he was interrupted by a voice from behind.

"Excuses!" A thunderous male voice said. They both looked at the door and a tall, slender and brown haired man in glasses and business suit was standing there. He looked like a Japanese but he speaks good Chinese.

"Otou-san.." Sakura whispered. Another person appeared at the door. It was a woman this time. Pale as Tomoyo with longer, wavy hair. She looked like Sakura, especially the pretty emerald eyes.

"Cherry blossom! Are you okay? What happened? When Tomoyo called me.. I was so worried" Nadeshiko, Sakura's mom said and enveloped her daughter in her arms.

A deep pain made Syaoran's heart came piercing though the surface.

So this girl has a mom..

and dad…

People who will get worried if anything happens to her. Syaoran never felt that way for so many years. His step dad wouldn't care if he die right at the moment.

"Who did this to you? This man?" Fujitaka asked, pointing at Syaoran.

"Yes, Uncle, He's the one", Tomoyo said, finally finding her voice.

"You! I'll call the police now. This shouldn't be ignored." Mr. Kinomoto said. Syaoran's heart practically jumped to his throat.

"Please sir, Don't call the police! I never meant to do that.. I'll… please, I'll do anything just please don't call the police", Syaoran pleaded. A picture of him behind bars flashed in his mind. His step dad wouldn't do anything o get him out of there, he just knew it.

"No! This shouldn't be ignored!" Mr. Kinomoto was saying. "I don't like reckless people like you", Fujitaka said, dialing a number.

"Otou-san.." Sakura was starting to say but her father was already speaking on the phone. "okaa-san.. do something!" she mouthed to her mom with pleading eyes

"Fuji, dear, let him go. We don't have to press charges. Nothing happened", Nadeshiko said.

"What's your name boy?" Fujitaka asked, eyeing the poor boy.

"Syaoran, sir… Li Syaoran", Syaoran said quietly, fearing the fate that awaits him.

Sakura's heart jumped to her throat. Now, she remembers! Syaoran! Xiao Lang! He was the boy standing in front of the cemetery years ago! He was the lonely boy she longed to hug and comfort back then. If only he knew that he occupied her thoughts for so long.

"Li Syaoran? Mr. Tsukishiro's stepson?" Mr. Kinomoto inquired.

"Yes, sir", Syaoran said, another worry jumping into his mind. This man knew his father!

"Well, I'll call your otou-san first before calling the police", he said, then dialed another number.

"Okaa-san.." Sakura whispered in Nadeshiko's ears. "He's Xiao Lang.. The one you told me not to bother years ago! His mom died and we were there. I remember him. Please don't let otou-san call the police.. He's Xiao Lang!" she whispered. Tomoyo looked at her quite confused.

"Xiao Lang, do you still remember me?" Sakura asked Syaoran while her father was busy speaking on the phone. "I'm Sakura.. Ying Fa! The Japanese girl you met at the cemetery years ago. Do you remember?" Sakura asked, excitedly. Anxious. Hopeful.