A/N: LEMON ALERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But not between our two main characters, muahahaha…Ahem, I mean anyway, sorry for making you guys disappointed.
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This chapter has been beta-ed by: yingfa07
Chap 9: The Murderer.
Sakura jumped next to Shenhua, pulled her sword out, which was hid between her back and her leather jacket, and draw it to her front. Shenhua took a glance at the sword and smirked: "Tsk, tsk, tsk. How can you hide such a dangerous weapon in your jacket? But it fit you well and I love it." She licked her lips before jumped to the combat again after said 'Good luck' to her. Sakura didn't say anything but stood still and waited for her enemy to come while she heard her heart hit her chest crazily. Shenhua has left for another blood bath – the thing she loved the most, leaving her alone in middle of a place she knew she shouldn't has been in the beginning. A gust of wind…In the dark, she could sensed someone was throwing himself at her. Her reflex worked immediately as she turned back, brought up her sword and sliced the thing was pointing toward her into two pieces. It was a gun. Its owner was a 6 feet tall, muscular with a hairless head and a tattoo of dragon on his face. Didn't want to waste much time, the new man threw his gun a way and pulled out two long swords and charged to her: "Baby, you broke my favorite gun. If you want to play with sword, just say so, I'll play with you." Sakura frowned. This guy wasn't weak, if she block, she'd have no chance to win so she chose to dodge instead. Realized her confusion, he decided to play tricky on her. He jumped into the air, passed her head, then he crossed his swords and brought back to both of her sides, cut through her shirt. Sakura tried her best to dodge but she could feel the pain burned her left side. She touched the wound and looked at her hand. It was stained with blood. She frowned. At least, only one side was hurt.
Forced herself to forget the unbearable pain that was caused by the deep wound, Sakura stood up, tight her jacket around her wound then and turned back to the fighting position. Her enemy smirked: "It seems like your wound is pretty deep, don't you agree? No? Haha, I like you a lot. A weakling pretends like a gladiator." He laughed mockingly: "Surrender and I'll let you live."
Sakura gritted her teeth. It wasn't she wanted to fulfill the mission so badly. It was just his attitude that made her mad. She'd smack that stupid smile off his face. But she also knew that her fighting skill wasn't enough to fight against him so if she wanted to win, she had to use tricks. Sakura's mind flashed. She slightly smiled and threw herself at the muscular guy. As she expected, he dodged easily and grabbed her around the waist. He pressed his right hand hard at her wound, made her let out a small scream because of the pain. He laughed and licked her ears playfully: "See, told you. Just surrender already and you won't have to suffer." In his arms, Sakura smirked. Everything went smoothly according to the plan, so now it was her only chance. Suddenly, she was turned back to face him when he tried to kiss her. This was much more convenient for her. She gathered all of her strength, hit him hard with her head. He fell to the back. Before he could grab her, she pulled out her one of her needle and stabbed him in his neck with it. He looked at her with wide eyes when he was holding the needle and tried to pull out the dripping black blood wound: "Y…yo…you…bi…bitch!" He roared one last time then fell down the ground, vomited blood and died.
Sakura breathe heavily. She pick up her sword then rest against the wall, her eyes closed, her body trembled. She's killed a man. She has become the murderer…
Sakura disgusted herself…She just want to go home, she must have been mad to willingly become an undercover agent of Black Wolves. She must have been mad…But Sakura wasn't allowed to rest for too long before someone started to jump at her again…
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Syaoran sat half naked on the floor, a bunch of bottles surrounded him. He threw the wine bottles across the room. It hit the wall and broke into pieces. A naked girl with a towel ran out of the bathroom and yelled angrily: "SYAORAN!!!! That is the fifth one you have broken. Just stop it, fucker!!!" Like he wasn't hearing anything, Syaoran grabbed another bottle, drank a little of the liquid inside it then threw it to the wall again. The girl dried her hair with the towel and looked at him: "Hey! Didn't you hear me? I said stop it. Fuck. I came here not only to look at a drunk Syaoran, k?" She then sat down beside him and lifted his chin up: "Come on, drop the face. After a long time hasn't been able to see you, I want our night to be perfect." The red hair girl frowned and whispered against his ears. Syaoran looked up at her blankly and smirked. The girl startled and yelled out when he suddenly pushed her roughly against the cold wall. He grabbed both of her hands and brought it above her head, his lips trailed down her neck, and bit her hard, nearly caused her to bleed. The girl trembled, her moan reached Syaoran's ears made him even gone wilder. She shouted in pain: "I'm sorry Syaoran,…plea..please…Stop it. It's hur…hurt. You…are…hur…hurting…m…me." He looked up and smirked again: "Really? What do you mean by "stop", Steph? Do you want me to stop that much?" He said and bit her nipples while still looked deep into her eyes. She moaned, grabbed his head and pulled him closer: "No…Of course not…Please me, Sya…" She said weakly. She knew Syaoran was in bad mood. He had a bad habit. Every time he was mad – which was happened nearly every time he came to "girls" – he gone wild and do them real hard, caused them a lot of pain. But Stephanie didn't mind. She has always wanted him in her bed badly so if there was a chance he needed her, even if she had to bear to the pain he brought, she was still want him.
Syaoran lifted her up bridal-style, and put her on the king-size bed then got on top of her. He reached his hand out to press the light button but Stephanie grabbed it, and brought it back to her breast, whispered under heavy breath: "No, I want to look at you clearly under the bright light." She trailed her hands to his firm chest, his six-packs and his muscular arms. Syaoran looked at her then bended down and pressed his lips harsh on her lips. His lips crashed her roughly, his hand nearly crush her right breast while the other of his hands found its way to her vagina.
Stephanie breath heavily, Syaoran was harsh. She felt like she was being crush under his weight and his strength. She shivered. His fingers reached her vagina silently, then suddenly went inside her without permission. He rubbed it madly then trailed his lips from her lips to her breast and rested on her "door". He licked the liquid that poured from inside her slowly then he quickly unbuttoned his jean and thrush inside her strongly…
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Syaoran walked out of the bathtub and used his hand to clean the steam water breath off the mirror. He looked at the man in the mirror and sneered. He looked pathetic.
Syaoran used a towel to dry his body and wrapped it around his lower body. He stepped out of the bathroom. The cold water did get the drunk man out of him. He looked at the room, knowing he'd have to pay double for the hotel service to clean up this mess. Syaoran walked to the table near the large glass window, pick up a packet of cigarettes. He pulled out one by his mouth, then grabbed the silver Zippo on the table and burned the cigarette. He walked out to the balcony, had a smoke to calm himself. Then he turned his head to look at the sleeping beauty on the bed and sighed. He couldn't sleep. For many years, he couldn't sleep in the arms of women he has always being with. It was ridiculous to hear but he just couldn't. Like someone has said before: 'The happiness of a man in love wasn't could having sex but could sleep next to his partner.' , he totally lost in this world of himself even he tried so many women each night but it seemed except… Yuuri, he has never been able to sleep next to anyone. To him, they're just toys to play with.
He let out a small column of smoke then threw it to the ground and crushed it with his slipper. He ran his hands from his forehead to his chin. What was he expecting for? He's waited for so long that he didn't even think that there would be a woman that can satisfy him.
Syaoran sat down on the bench on the balcony. When night came, everything was so silent as his mind wandered back to the panic Sakura when he went to see her in China. Her eyes full with safety and honestly when she first saw him. At that moment he was so confused and angry so he didn't care about her reaction at all, he only care about his anger. It was strange. Normally, even the sky was falling down, he was still calm but when it came to her and the thoughts of her betrayal for just not reported back, his mind went blank. He sighed. Was he too harsh on her?
Syaoran reached to the cell phone on the table near the window and pressed the speed dial: "Eriol? Today I flew to China…"
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Sakura was coming back from the bloody battle, her body stained with not only her blood but her enemies' as well. The person going back with her wasn't Shenhua anymore but the powerful co-leader of the gang, Yukito Tsukishiro. Seemed like he has noticed her strange reactions, that is why he decided to drive her back to HQ instead of her going back with Shenhua. They were silent for half of the way back until Yukito broke the silence: "This is your first time killing, right?" She looked at him with wide eyes: "You…I…No..I mean…" Then she thought to shut up was the right thing to do so she didn't say anything. He still looked straight at the road and drove the car while talking to her: "You don't have to hide it to prove that you're worthy. If you don't want to kill then don't kill. I didn't force you to do anything you don't want." Sakura frowned and turned to face the window: "But, if I attack them for self-defense, then it wouldn't be a matter right? If I don't kill them, they'll kill me. That's the underworld and I'm a part of it now so I can do nothing about this. I'll have to get along with it." She tried her best to keep her voice from shaking as well as her body.
Yukito took a quick glance at her then he punt his left arm around her shoulders: "If there's any moment you feel lost and don't know what to do, come to me. I'll be there for you." Sakura looked at him surprised for a moment then she smiled sadly: "Do you always say this to every new member?" She joked. His answered was totally what she expected: "No, just only you. I'm wondering why I couldn't leave you alone." He smiled and concentrated on his driving again. Sakura too, wondered why did he was so kind to her, or maybe he discovered who she was and he was doing this just to put her in the trap he prepared? Shook her head to get these thoughts out, she frowned. There was no way someone could discover her or at least, not now.
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Sakura suddenly woke up. Sweat covered all over her face and her back. Her shirt was watered.
She breathed heavily. People she killed…appeared in that night's dream. They chased after her with blood stained body. They shouted and screamed at her, asked her why she killed them, and told her they wanted their revenge.
Sakura could still see the ocean of blood, with those body swam to her and she couldn't do anything to prevent them from touch her. The freeing feeling she felt in her dream was still lingering around her body, made her shivered. Then suddenly, didn't know what to do, she burst out crying. Her exhausted tears ran down her cheek, her body shook violently.
"Ring ring ring"
Sakura startled. She looked down to her phone and the number made her tears poured out a lot more. She brought her hand up to cover her mouth, prevent to let her sobbing sound out, her other hand reached to the phone and pressed the answer button. She glad that Syaoran's helped her to put a chip on her phone to prevent people from eavesdropping. She answered in a soft voice: "Eriol?" At the other line was a few second silent, then a tender voice was heard: "You okay? Sorry for calling you in such a late hour but I don't want anyone to know that you're talking to me. So how was your past few weeks. Or past hours? Oi, Sakura. What's wrong?" Like she couldn't hold her tears anymore, they started to pour out of her eyes like crazy. She sobbed, tried her best to stop herself from waking the whole Red Lions up: "Oh, Eriol. Help me. I…I'm a murderer. I killed people!!!" She nearly yelled out. One of her hand was hanging on the phone while the other was clutching tight on the blanket. Her lips tightened into a thin line to hold a big sob.
At the other line, after hearing her panic voice, Eriol chose to not talk to her about Syaoran, yet. Knowing that'd just made the situation worse. At that moment, he was feeling sympathy for her, too. A high school girl, instead of going to school, had to go to the cruel battles of gangsters. He knew that this girl was too soft. She'd never be able to kill people without being hunted down because of the nightmare about people she killed. At this pointed, Eriol was right.
He sighed: "Sakura, get out of there. I don't fucking care what Syaoran'd say. All what I care about now is you safety. Don't risk yourself, you deserve to have a normal life. Run away. Come back to us. I'll prepare everything you need to get out of there. Like what I said, leave the rest for us to take care of." Sakura shook her head: "No, I can't. I got involve too deeply, you can do nothing. If I'm here then I could help you guys." Eriol raised his voice: "By killing people? Doing things you don't want to? Do you have any idea where the hell are you in?" Sakura buried her head into the blanket then she sat up, tried her best not to let out any more sobbing sound: "Yes…yes, I do." She said in a weak voice: "But…Anyway, forget it. I'm sorry. I was just a little out of control. Guess it's a little new for me." She laughed constraint. Eriol growled: "FUCK. SAKURA!!! LISTEN, YOU LITTLE…." The line went death before he could say anything more. Eriol's eyes burned with anger. He threw the phone to the floor and swore.
"What's wrong?" He turned back. It was Meilin.
Eriol sighed and pulled out a cigarette. He let out a column of smoke while Meilin was still waiting for him patiently. Finally, he threw the cigarette down and crushed it with his foot then he turned back and talked to her with a serious voice: "It's about Sakura. I think she can't take it anymore. When I called her about 15 minutes ago, she was agitated and in a panic mode. She cried and said that she was a murderer. She killed some people today and now she's blaming herself. You must hear her voice. It's really bad. I think we should get her out of this mess. I knew it was a bad idea to send her away since the very beginning." Eriol ran his hand through his hair.
Meilin sighed. She thought it was easy to understand. Sakura couldn't kill people. Maybe Eriol was right. They'd have to find a way to get her back.
A/N: Another chapter's done. It was exhausted. Sorry to taking such a long time to finish the chap. Hope the details won't make you guys boring.
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