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Hi! I'm back with another update. Personally I'll say that this was one of the more difficult chapters for me to write! I've tried to portray Lee and Sakura's a bit I'd say unbalanced or problematic relationship, and on the same time giving an different angle on Lee as well, so do tell me what I need to improve on to make it even better.
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Disclaimer:
I do not own anything or any part of the items mentioned below I only got inspired by their respective and awesome works!!!!
The scene in the bar is inspired by Quentin Tarantino's Kill Bill vol. 2.
Chapter name inspired by Coldplay song The hardest part from the album X&Y which is the original but I got inspired by their live performance on the album Leftrightleftrightleft, there are lines from the song disguised as sentences in this chapter!
Second song inspiration from Fix You also by Coldplay and from the album X&Y, lines form the song can be found disguised as a part of the conversation between the characters.
Chapter 13 – The Hardest Part
Sakura walked out on the street in front of the building where she been held captive. She looked around in the darkness she didn't know how long she had been held captive, it could be hours to days, had she missed her match? She thought. No she had come too far for it to happen she clutched his white jacket closer around her body. She recognized the place and started to head back to the hotel; the wind was cold and stung her bare skin. With every step she took she was reminded of the fact that she wasn't wearing any shoes. She continued to walk down the street and people noticed her turning their heads when they walked past her.
"What are you staring at!" she spat at a couple walking past her, she continued walking down the street she looked up and saw the many neon boards shining in the dark. Soon all the colours blended in her mind and the lights became brighter and brighter. Sakura bended over a bush and felt her stomach turn as she threw what she had eaten up. Sakura dried her mouth and breathed in heavily she didn't know for how many hours she hadn't eaten and felt her legs tremble beneath her, she had no energy left in her whole body. She couldn't do it anymore it was tearing her apart, she just wanted to die. She forced herself back up on her feet again she started to move her legs mechanically; she had to move if she wanted to stay alive she couldn't give up not now.
Most of the competitors found themselves in the darkness of the bar after a day with brawls and bruises. They were all trying to drink their way out from their miseries, the young competitors kept their fire burning by drinking and arguing which of them would beat the other up in the next tournament. They all sat there drinking their sorrows away, their dreams had been shattered none of them was in the finals only one man that sat among them was in the finals and his fate would be decided soon.
He hadn't seen her since he had left her alone in the hotel room he wasn't worried, or so he told himself as he emptied another glass, it had been two days now but she had disappeared a lot since they had come to an agreement but she always returned back safely. He poured more from the bottle that stood in the middle of the table. He had found the hotel room somewhat torn apart, something had happened and he didn't know what it could have been her temper. She had a lot of it and he was sure of it even if he only had known her a small amount of time, she was much different than her past self. He would even dare to say that she was the opposite of her former self, she used to be calm and serene and only fought when it was necessary and if she had no options left. Now her persona had changed completely, she would pick a fight if she had the chance and she wasn't calm and serene anymore, at least not as calm and serene as she used to be but now she was tranquil in a ghost like way. As if she knew what would happen as if she knew the outcome of the day in advance. But how could he judge her persona he had not known her greatly in the past, he had only known about her existence through his brother. He had the hardest time believing it was her but it was when she lifted the bangs from her eyes and revealed that gorgeous face of hers, any one could have recognised her within seconds and he wandered how long it had taken Kazuya to recognize her, the beauty he used to adore so much. If only he had known that she would be in his arms in the end…
He saw a figure making its way towards him and he poured yet another drink in himself. He knew her to well, he had had a hot affair with her once and she was hard to oversee dressing in the slutty way she did. He had loved her outgoing sexuality and no shame, she was who she was and she used her sexuality to get what she wanted. He had found her exotic when he was younger; she was different than the grey mice's from his everyday life. She was exuberant strutting around in practically nothing and now sitting in the dark he couldn't understand why he had found her so attractive now she seemed like nothing but a cheap whore.
She sat down next to him and extended her leg so it went through his legs, she rubbed her leg against his leg and touched his over arms with her hand. Lee didn't look up he kept staring at his drink as he twirled the substance around in the glass. She didn't notice his indifference and kept trying to seduce him once more, she whispered in his ears hoping he would respond to her slick voice. He had always been like this, acting like he was better than her and that she should be grateful to him for having picked her. He was worse than her when it came to playing hard to get and yet she didn't know when she was defeated. She loved the challenge she told herself and she knew she was going to win for she couldn't resist the silver haired man.
Instead he murmured something that shocked her, but she kept on trying to seduce him she wouldn't retreat as the losing party. He sat silently as she continued to stroke his arms and whispered all kind of things into his ear, he wondered why she had come to him now. He was one of the finalists to participate in the quarter-finals, she obviously had smelled the money and power that could come his way and she obviously didn't want to miss out on the chance. He was successful enough he had his own company now he only needed to take the Mishima zaibatsu and then he could die in peace.
Why he was sitting in the goddamn bar himself he didn't know, he was miserable and the worse part was that he had gotten used to the wretched feeling. No matter how many women he pleasured himself with no matter how much money he made it was never enough, he never gained any happiness. So he turned to the bottle and decided to drown all his sorrows, for what were his chances, he had not seen the same sparkle in her eyes, the same sparkle she had had many years ago, when she started an affair with his so-called brother, and yet he deceived himself into believing that he had seen a little of that sparkle the last time he saw her. That smile on her lips had seemed genuine no one could fake a true smile. He just wanted to run his hand through her long hair and taste her lips again, he pushed the thoughts out of his mind. He couldn't remember when he had become such a weakling, since when had he become such a romantic longing for the same woman when he could choose between thousands of women. He hated what she did to him, she always managed to creep into his mind and when she first had he couldn't think of anything else. His thoughts led him from her beautiful black hair to her crimson lips and those legs, he loved her legs her silk like skin. Lee darted his head up as if he had been awoken from a dream, a dream he would have loved to stay in, and he had been awakened by the voice of a nightmare. She continued to whisper things into his ears and she threw her hair back while she laughed mechanically, pretending she was having a good time.
He looked at the door go up and he saw a petite white figure walking in, it was her there was no doubt. She walked to the bar and sat down on a bar chair.
"Can I have a glass of water, please" she said quietly, many competitors lifted their eyebrows upon seeing her walk in she was only dressed in shorts and a top much to cold for a cold and merciless night in Tokyo. Lee followed her closely with his eyes as the bartender tended to her request. He didn't even notice Anna move in closer to him her leg touching his legs and her hand stroking his chest and all he could think of was; he hoped that she hadn't notice him sitting in the darkness with that red snake crawling all over him. She looked up as she had swallowed a little of the water, she looked over her shoulder and he knew she was looking at him. He saw disgust painted all over her face, she finished the rest of her glass and whispered something to the bartender who nodded, and she got up from the chair clutching the jacket closer to her self. He saw there was blood on her white clothes she had been tainted, that clear and beautiful idol of his had been tainted. She looked at him and he could see the sorrow in her eyes, she turned and walked out of the bar. Lee pushed Anna back down in her chair and walked out of the bar. He ran after her, but he was forced to have patience when he took the elevator. When it finally stopped he ran down the hallway he stopped midway when he saw a figure lying in the middle of the hall, he walked to her and turned her over. He checked for pulse she was alive she had just passed out. He didn't look around to find a reason to why she was lying on the floor; he picked her up and opened the door to her room. He looked around in the room they had cleaned it up and all the articles that had been shattered were replaced. No one would ever know what had happened except the walls; he wondered how the hotel management had cleaned the place up since he hadn't told them that it was torn apart. She was the only one who could tell him what had happened and then hopefully who had cleaned the place up afterwards. He stroked her forehead gently, he looked down her body she had dirt and blood on her white clothes. He looked at her bare feet he lifted her feet lightly and examined them she didn't have any cuts just small cracks from walking on the asphalt, nothing she would die of. His eyes travelled to the legs he had become a doting adorer of and had become addicted to the feeling of her smooth skin beneath his fingers. He noticed some wounds he never had seen before on her legs, she had been penetrated by something but her wounds were already healing, no wonder it was only one of the perks.
He examined the jacket she held on to so dearly, it looked very familiar to him and he only wished that it wasn't his, he couldn't have her again he wouldn't allow it, she was his now.
He pulled a chair up to her and caressed her temple gently her eyes seemed to flutter slowly and he pulled the covers over her. Her body seemed to relax a little when it felt the heat from the covers. He continued to caress her temple then her eyes fluttered once again, she shot her eyes open and grabbed his hand preventing him from caressing her temple. She stared at him as if she couldn't recognize him and when her eyes had recognized him she relaxed.
"What happened to you?" he asked her, Sakura looked at him with a darkened expression.
"You're asking me what happened to me? I thought you would know…" she spat back at him sitting up. She got up from the bed dropping the jacket on the bed Lee saw the marks on her arm immediately, she didn't only have them on her legs. She walked to the kitchen and poured a glass of water. She opened the fridge looking for something to eat she hadn't eaten anything for she didn't know how long and they had fed her with something she didn't know of, her body kept screaming for food and begged her to rest. She took an apple when she noticed a sandwich lying in there. She couldn't remember ever making it she looked at him, it could have been him. She walked back to the bed and sat across from him, he leaned in to her and did something she hadn't expected he hugged her. He held on to her tightly and he cursed himself for being so weak, cursed himself for not being able to resist her for not being able to restrain himself. Sakura began to relax but when the smell of alcohol reached her she stiffened he had had one to many.
Lee pulled back and lighted a cigarette a pathetic try to regain some shred of dignity. He walked to the glass doors and let the cold wind in. She opened the sandwich and found her favourite contents in it, they had never, how could he have known? Lee couldn't, only he knew why did he have to make things more difficult than they were already? That had always been his problem he always wanted everything but there was one thing he wanted above everything and he would leave anyone behind to gain it, so she had learned the hard way. She sighed and began to eat the sandwich. She saw Lee turn around from the corner of her eyes. He once again had those same questioning eyes.
"You were the one to take a sample of my blood what made you think that others wouldn't find out" she spat at him knowing she had answered the question that lingered in his mind
"You actually think that I was the one to hang you out!" he spat back at her not caring enough to look at her "It never crossed your mind that maybe everyone are in his pocket" he spoke to her as if it was a well known fact. Sakura looked up at him confused of how he had reached to the conclusion by himself, she had offered him no evidence of it was his brother and yet she knew she had walked in with the all the evidence he needed.
He took a bite of the sandwich from her hands and chewed on it she took another and offered him more. If he had known where it came from he wouldn't have chewed on it with such tranquillity. They sat silently eating the sandwich both of them afraid of the outcome if they spoke to each other. She took the last bit of the sandwich and when he looked at her she showed him her empty hand, which was all she had to offer him. He discarded the paper and she could see in his eyes that he demanded something else from her now. He kissed her hands and leaned in and stopped, he was only inches away from her mouth, he watched her crimson red lips and looked into her eyes. She could see he wanted nothing more than to kiss her lips and yet he had stopped himself.
"How many drinks did you have?" she asked him as she again could smell the alcohol on his breath.
"What did Kazuya want from you?" he answered her question with a question, she could clearly hear the doubt in his voice he didn't trust her in his company.
"It's between him and me," she answered Lee to his question; Lee looked directly at her when she answered his question with that answer. He should have known better than to trust this woman, she was no better nor different than the other women he had met. She was just as deceptive and he couldn't even tell when she was lying or when she was telling the truth. He could sense that she was far away already just by mentioning his name, she disappeared in her own mind.
"You want me to trust you then tell me the truth," he demanded from her.
"What truth do you want to hear, what happened or the truth you really want to hear? Tell me Lee, tell me!" she screamed pulling back. Lee was filled with anger and he usually used to keep the rule of never hitting a woman, but the mixture of rage and him almost being drunk was a difficult combination to beat. He threw her on the bed and seated himself on her, he held her throat with one hand and pointed his index and middle finger at her with his other fingers clutched. Sakura didn't get time enough to move but she had to admit that he was pretty good and fast even when he was halfway drunk.
"What kind of a game are you playing?" he screamed at her, he didn't know what was the truth and what was a lie anymore and she only made reality more blurry.
"I'm not the one who started it I'm just playing along on the game your family started!" she spat at him barely able to breath she had to think twice before she spoke "And I'm not the one who sold the partner" Sakura tried to talk back but she felt the difficulty as she had less and less air in her lungs.
"You still think I gave him the test results?" Lee screamed making his grip tighter and tighter "And you say that I don't trust you" he spat at her with melancholy in his voice. He let go of her throat and she breathed in deeply feeling the blessed feeling of air in her lungs. He continued to sit on top of her, he didn't speak even if he chose to speak to her he didn't know what to say. Sakura had gotten soft eyes for what she feared the most was happening and she feared even more that it already had happened.
Lee placed his hands on her face and held her head in his hands he held her tightly so she almost couldn't move; she couldn't move away from him all she could do was close her eyes. She closed her eyes she didn't want to look at him she didn't want to see his eyes, Lee would tell her lies just like Kazuya had, he too would deceive her and leave her broken hearted not caring if she would survive it or if she would die from heartache. She had died once she knew how it felt, it didn't hurt to die and it most certainly wasn't hard to do. He forced her to open her eyes she looked at him, she didn't care any longer if he would lie to her or tell her the truth, it didn't matter any more she would leave when time would come.
"I love you…" he told her, his alcoholic breath tickled her nose and she felt her stomach turn again, he didn't even know what he was saying and he most certainly wouldn't remember it tomorrow she told herself. The words shocked her of all the things that could happen, the most unbearable thing had happened. It was all a part of the package, the Lee Chaolan package. All the time her mind was occupied she didn't notice Lee's searching eyes, he searched her eyes for the spark or some kind of a relieve. He leaned in to kiss her but she looked away from him in disgust, he had no control over himself. He let go of her and took a step back he started to make his way to the door when he heard her say something.
"You didn't come for me…" was all she said while tears ran down her cheeks, the most unbearable thing had happened she had fallen in love with him, and he closed the door behind him as he continued to walk down the hallway, he didn't even care to look back at her for if he had he would have gotten all the answers he had sought. He entered the elevator as he supported himself to the wall and all that while all he could think of was her words, he hadn't come for her. How could he have come for her? He would have gotten killed and what good would it have done he didn't have the abilities she did, the same curse running through her veins the same as Kazuya.
Sakura was standing in the fighting arena she had already arrived now they were waiting for Lee. She hadn't seen him since he left last night and she hoped he wouldn't come. When the crowd rose from their seats, she knew he had arrived the clapping shouting and screaming coming from the crowd couldn't mean anything else. She turned around to see him he walked casually on the platform that rose above the crowd, he looked like he didn't care and nothing mattered. He walked into the ring and the wrought-iron gate was closed behind him. One of them would leave victoriously, that meant one of them lost consciousness, gave up or died.
None of them would give up, only leaving two options behind.
Sakura inhaled and exhaled heavily as she prepared herself for the fight she watched Lee closely as he moved around the arena. He was smoking as always, he threw the cigarette and stepped on it as he took his leather jacket off. She knew she should be aware of his speed, it was his most dangerous trait, he could deliver several blows within minutes. He knew he had to watch out for her every move he had seen what she could do, she was the most dangerous opponent in the tournament even more than Kazuya and Jin. You could never be sure of reading her the right way.
They both walked into the middle of the arena, he looked at her and met her eyes. She looked at him as if she was the one who had been hurt. The light illuminated her figure and cast several shadows around her. Lee smirked it was just like her persona, she shifted personality without warning one minute she was brutal, cold and indifferent and the next moment, the next moment she almost seemed caring and gentle. She had misled him and abused him. Sakura stood in front of him wearing a tank top and jeans, he knew the woman didn't wear any dresses mostly pants and tank tops. She wanted to demonstrate that she was just as tough as the men participating in the tournament; Lee smirked to himself when he thought of it. The locket was dangling from her neck shining brightly in the strong light.
It felt like a lifetime for Lee as he stood in front of Sakura eagerly waiting to hear the bell to go off and start the match.
Suddenly he saw Sakura move in front of him, the bell must have gone off without him hearing it. He blocked her kicks stepping back a little by the force she used in her kicks. He waited for the next wave of attacks and when she moved forward to again attack him with kicks he stepped aside grabbing one of her hands he bent it behind her back and as he was about to force it out of place, Sakura turned on her heels and delivered a punch to his stomach. Lee let go of her wrist as he felt the air stream out of him.
He stood straight up again when he saw her standing still, she was waiting for him waiting on his attack. Lee ran towards and she anticipated a frontal attack but when the both of them were about to collide Lee stepped aside and kicked her back fiercely. Sakura fell to her knees when she felt the power from his kick, Lee kicked her on her side and she fell to the cold floor. She rolled to the side when she saw Lee's foot coming towards her, she couldn't escape his second kick and she took a hold of his foot sweeping her other leg under his foot he fell to the floor and she rose again as she spat a little blood out. Lee was on his feet again he stood waiting for her and she walked slowly up to him and she attacked him with a wave of punches he evaded them but he had not foreseen her kick, she kicked him in the stomach again and as he bent over a little she placed a knee in his face. Forcing him up again and once again she kicked him in the stomach pushing him into the wrought-iron wall.
She punched him once and he spat blood out, she got ready to punch him once again but he grabbed her hand and directed the punch into the wrought-iron wall. He punched her quickly three times on her side. She fell to her side and Lee saw his chance, it wasn't what they had agreed upon but he would rather give her a beating in the ring instead of outside the ring. He sat on her ready to punch her when she delivered a head butt, Lee stumbled away from her. She rolled onto her stomach and rose from the floor. Before she could rise from the floor Lee attacked once again, he placed a knee in her stomach and pulled her up. He punched her once and saw her fight to stay on her feet. She straightened herself up and waited on his attack he moved forward and lifted his foot to kick her, she stopped his kick in mid air and punched him on his side. He knew she had a firm grip on his leg and he lifted his other foot kicking her in her side and she fell to the floor once again, he moved slowly toward her waiting for her to get up when she didn't he bent down to his knees one leg was resting on his knee and the other in a 90 degrees angle. He lifted her by her collar he lifted his fist and looked into her eyes. He saw everything that he had ever wanted to know in her eyes in that very moment. He knew the battle was decided. She swept her leg underneath his legs making him fall to the ground. She sat on him punching him several times, tears were running down her cheek they moisturised his cheek and he felt the teardrops fall on his skin like a blessing. She finally delivered the last punch knocking him out.
She stood up and looked at him, she was loosing control she didn't mean to hurt him so badly yet she had injured him badly. She dried her mouth for blood as she heard the speakers announcing her the winner of the battle.
The crowd was already leaving they had seen the blood bath they had acted like Neanderthals; they had won and lost money nothing was left for them to do and the whole arena was emptied within minutes. She walked towards the medics when she saw the medics walk towards the middle of the arena, she told them they weren't needed they nodded and left them alone in the arena. She sat down patiently and waited for him to wake up, suddenly his eyes began to flutter. He opened his eyes and saw the darkness had fallen around him, nothing was in the state from when he passed out. He ought to be with the medics they usually took care of the beaten , he looked around himself and saw her lying next to him. She was staring up at the stars that appeared once in awhile in the Tokyo sky. Her skin was moist from the battle and it was ignited by the moonlight that fell upon her. She still had the blood on her face, oddly he thought it suited her. Lee rose from the floor and looked at her with disgust. He stood up and tried to walk but he could feel his legs resist under him. He breathed heavily and continued to walk. Sakura got up from the floor and walked towards him, she walked past him picking his jacket up. She handed it over to him he took it almost sneering at her. She walked in front of him clearly he would never forgive her, she shivered when the cold wind ran over the cold metal floors of the arena. He saw her shiver in front of him and he placed his jacket on her shoulders. She stopped as he continued to walk his hand placed nonchalantly in his pocket and a cigarette hanging form his lips. He stopped and looked back at her, there was a smile on her lips. She walked up to him standing only inches apart from him, he could have sworn that very moment that he could feel the warmth radiating from him, she smiled sweetly and he leaned in to kiss her but instead she lighted his cigarette with the lighter she had found in his jackets pocket. She smiled deceptively as he blew smoke in her face. She coughed heavily and had understood what he had said. She leaned in to him letting him carry her weight he stood still holding her weight, she felt his chest rise and fall as he inhaled and blew smoke out. They had agreed upon an unspoken agreement, the differences and their past quarrel were to be set aside to the benefit of success.
Lee sat down on the bed and dried his wet hair, a grumble escaped from his mouth as he had moved to quickly, he couldn't believe that she had beaten him up so violently and he had thought that it would be a friendly match. But she had surprised him and it didn't make him wonder she had done so the little time he had known her. She walked into the room ready to dress his wounds, he watched her closely as she once again wrapped a bandage around his chest. Her hair was tied up in a tight bun as she dressed his wounds; she looked much older when her hair was tied up in a bun. He lifted his hand to the back of her head and pulled the pin out that held her hair up. Her hair fell down and over her shoulder it lightly touched his abs and he inhaled quickly as her hair had teased him.
Sakura looked up at him with a gentle smile on her lips, she was leaning in over him as she was dressing his wound and she herself hadn't noticed that she had placed a leg between his legs. Lee lifted her head upwards when she was finished with dressing his wound. She smiled as he stretched his neck and kissed her tasteful lips, he had never tasted anything like her lips before. Sakura leaned more and more in over him forcing him down on the bed, he smirked gladly. She continued to kiss him slowly and passionately leaving him wanting for more every time their lips parted. He had never received such passionate kisses from her before and he knew he didn't need an answer for what he had confessed to her last night, he told himself. She stopped kissing him and rested her weight on her own legs she pulled her tank top off of herself. She unlocked the necklace around her neck and placed it on the nightstand. Lee rose from the bed and placed his hands on her back he messaged her lightly knowing he had kicked her harder than needed during the battle. His touches sent warm shiver through her body and she felt herself relax instantly and unwillingly she threw her head foreword as he continued to message her, her head was almost resting on his shoulders. A little pleasured moaned escaped her lips and Lee aroused by her little moan kissed her stomach, he had stopped messaging her, his hands found their way down to her hips he opened her jeans and pulled them down. Sakura looked at him as he did so, when he had stripped her from her jeans he ran his hands down her legs. He adored her, she was a real person to him with her faults and deficiencies yet she only offered the best of herself to him. He looked up at her and noticed her smiling, he was acting like it was the first time he was exploring her body. That was when he noticed something different about her, her cheeks were lightly red and he discovered the fact that she was blushing. She had suddenly become shy of the way he was exploring her body, she hid her face underneath her long hair. He breathed the scent from her hair in, she smelled like jasmines she smelled like a whole field of jasmine flowers and his blood he loved the raw scent of the sweat that had been mixed with his blood. It suited her. Her scent was pure intoxication for him and she noticed how deeply he was breathing in. She leaned in over him and kissed his neck she showered the kisses down to his chest where she was stopped by the bandages she just had applied to his body. She looked up at him with an apologizing smile on her lips and she kissed the bandage. He pulled her closer in so she was lying on top of him and not resting her weight on her legs and arms. She ran her hands through his hair as she continued to kiss him passionately.
Sakura woke in the morning while the sun stroked her face gently, she felt a hand run up her thigh as it removed the covers from her naked body and she felt his hand stop at her waist. He placed a kiss on her forehead and she moaned happily. She rested her head on his chest and suddenly she stopped breathing it was tomorrow the final battle. Suddenly she felt sick to her stomach, she didn't want to leave now but she knew she eventually had to and she had nothing to stick around for she told herself.
"Lee, I have a favour to ask from you" she spoke to him with the most gentle voice she possessed and looked up at him, he stopped running his hand through her hair and looked down at her. She lifted her head from his chest and sat up straight on the bed, pulling the covers with her to cover her body.
"What ever happens tomorrow, no matter what you hear and no matter who steps out of the elevator you don't come up. You just wait for the papers to arrive" Lee looked at her with confusion painted on his face.
"What's wrong?" he asked leaning forward as he started to caress her arm, she looked up at him the tears were stinging her in the corner of her eyes.
"You don't come up, no matter what and you don't come looking for me, promise me!" she almost screamed at him, desperate for wanting him to keep what seemed to her a very simple promise.
"What's wrong? Tell me! What are you trying to hide from me?" he asked her shaking her violently. She looked up at him her eyes told him everything he needed to know, she loosened his grip on her and picked the locket up from the nightstand. She locked the locket around her neck and once again it was where it belonged, around her neck.
"You're not taking part in the last" she told him silently Lee only saw her naked back turned to him. The light fell on her and she looked like a classic painting of a woman in desperation as she begged God for help on her knees while a scarce light stroked her face, misleading the viewer to think that the woman's countless cries had been heard. She sat on the edge of the bed and began to take his shirt on and buttoning the buttons "You have to let go, Lee" she said getting up from the bed.
Lee took her hand forcing her to turn around; he looked at her she kept her head bent. Her hair hid her face; Lee brushed her hair away gently
"All I've done during this tournament is wrong and…" Lee once again held her arms not letting her escape him this time "You left the sweetest taste in my mouth and I'm not letting you go that easily, I tend on preserving you" he told her kissing her lightly on her cheek she lifted her head and met his eyes, her eyes were stinging from the tears in the corner of her eyes "I'll fix you" he told her with a crooked smile on his lips, she didn't doubt the sincerity in his voice he seemed determined to at least make an effort. He wouldn't stop at just trying to save her he would save her and he wouldn't stop until he had. He kissed her lightly and held her close, once again breathing her intoxicating scent in.
"You can't save me, Lee" she whispered in a low voice, Lee was oblivious from what she had whispered to him "No one can…"
Dun dun dun… What will happen next time? Will Lee do as she says? Can he fix her?
Be sure to read the next chapter as I reveal who Sakura is!!!!