Chapter 4 vigil
Shaoran placed the girl he loves on the couch and put a blanket around her to keep her warm. There was nothing he could do now, but wait. And pray. He sat there beside her, holding her hand and rubbing it slightly.
"Please Sakura… please… you have to wake up… I have so much to tell you. I love you… and I want to be with you. So please don't die on me…" he prayed softly but sadly in his mind, hoping his prayers would somehow make it to her mind through his gesture of affection as he rubbed her palm softly.
The group agreed to take turns holding vigil by her bedside. Shaoran insisted on being by her side most of the time. The others tried to protest but he wouldn't hear anything of it. So he sat by her bedside for the rest of the day. By evening he was exhausted. He lay down on the other couch as Fugitaka took over. But not before placing a blanket around the boy's sleeping form. The man sat by her bedside, hoping for the best and held her hand gently. He wished he knew about all this sooner. Maybe then it could have made a difference and his only daughter would not be in a coma right now. He already lost a young women who was very dear to him. That being his late wife Nadashiko, Sakura's mother. Sakura was still just a kid but she was still a girl and she was the spitting image of her mother. When Nadashiko died, she asked Fugitaka to promise her he would not cry. And so far he managed to keep that promise. But the possibility of losing his daughter too whom resembled her mother so well, was more than he could bare. As much as he tried to hold them back, the tears started to fall down his cheeks, hoping his little girl, who was not so little anymore, would wake up. After all, she had a friend who clearly loves her from the bottom of his heart. It would crush the boy's heart if Sakura died. Especially if he didn't get a chance to tell her how he felt yet. Fugitaka couldn't explain how he knew that Shaoran didn't tell her yet, but he still knew. Based on the dynamics between them perhaps. But he also felt that Sakura felt the same about him, even if she didn't know it yet. He knew the two would make a lovely couple, if only given the chance to shine….
Soon the second day came around and Sakura still hasn't come to. Now it was Touya's turn to watch over her. He wasn't the type to show affection but he still held her palm gently in support of his little sister. All he could think about was blaming himself for not confronting her sooner about knowing who and what she really was and that he knew all about it. Maybe then it could have made a difference. He knew it wasn't his fault but he still blamed himself nonetheless…
By the time the sun was going down, Shaoran took over again. The second day was almost up and Sakura was still in a coma. Things were looking very bleak. During the whole time, Yue volunteered to help hold vigil but was turned down because everyone wanted him to rest. Shaoran spent the night holding Sakura's palm and rubbing it gently, drawing small circles in it with his finger. He never felt so depressed and afraid… that was the longest night of his life…
To be continued…
Sorry about the long delay. I've been wanting to continue this for a while but kept putting it off. Five months go by pretty fast. Anyway, I finally got this done. Sorry it was so short though. I wasn't feeling up to writing something long. Hopefully the next chapter will be the last one or the second last one.
As always reviews are most welcome…
Peace out…