My Soul for You
By: Satashi
Part 3
(Dedicated to Absolut Angel)
rrrinnngggg....rrriiinnnnnnggggg....... The phone was not heard over the shower.
Click "This Is Syaoran. I'm not in right now but leave a message and I'll get back to you."
"Hey, this is Sakura! You're probably in the shower right now. I'm coming over in a bit, okay? Love ya." Click.
~**~
Sakura opened Syaoran's door and stepped into his apartment. He had given her an extra key not to long ago, saying she could come over whenever she wanted to. Sakura looked around his living room and noticed the new message light flashing. 'He must not be here . . . ' She thought sadly. She was about to leave, but some music caught her attention
Several keys were hit on the piano. Blinking, Sakura turned to the doorway between his livingroom and his bedroom. Just when she was going to take a step, Syaoran slides into the doorway, wearing white boxers with red hearts on them, a green tank top, sunglasses, and was singing into a broom.
"Just take them old records off tha shelf!" He spun around and dipped the 'mic' "I'll sit and listen to them by myself!" He pretended to jam out for a second. "Today's music ain't got tha same soul! I like tha old time Rock and roll! YEAH!" He pretended to play the air guitar. "Don't try to take me to no disco! You won't even get me out on tha flo'!" He spun again and looked at Sakura. "Today's music ain't got- . . . " Syaoran froze. How long had she been standing there?
"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Sakura fell over laughing like an idiot.
~**~
Syaoran sat on his couch, looking out the window as Sakura still was trying to control her giggles. Every time she would calm down and he would look at her it would start over again. He was now dressed. Kakie brown pants and a white shirt. He played the boxers off on Mei-ling, saying she had given them to him last time she came to visit a few months ago. Well, more like a year ago but ,hey, who's counting? Certainly not him.
"Are you quite through?" Syaoran asked, finally getting annoyed. Sakura looked at him, giggled one last time and bowed her head.
"Gomen, gomen. It's just too funny!"
Syaoran checked his watch. "Not that funny."
"Anyway," She started, smiling sweetly at him. "How have you been? It's been a while since we were alone."
He sighed. "Oh you know, same-o same-o." A grin came to his face when she lay on the couch and rested her head on his leg, looking up at him. "And how about you?"
"Touya found out about me being the card Mistress, and about Kero-chan." She informed him lightly. "Other than that, nothing really."
"How did he take it?" He paused a second. "Does he know about me?"
She giggled. "About being my boyfriend or being a card master?"
He thought this over for a moment. "Each."
"Yes, he knows you helped me out on my card quest, no details, and no. You think I would tell him I'm seeing the Chinese brat that can cast magic spells?"
Syaoran poked her nose. "You can use magic to."
"Not without something to let me."
"Well . . . "
"Oh yeah!" She sat up suddenly, startling him. "Kero-chan told me to inform you on the latest in Sakura cards." She spun around so she was facing him. "Check this out." A few cards appeared in front of her and then moved over to Syaoran, who took them in his hands.
"Yeah, so?"
"Silly, look at the names."
Syaoran flipped the cards over and looked down. It took him two seconds to realize what she was pointing out. "Eh!?"
Sakura plucked one card from him. "Kero-chan told me that since we...." Her face flushed red. "Uh, you know." Syaoran's face also turned a nice shade. "Our Magic was mixed."
"Sooooo.... " He began, trying to understand. "Our powers are mixed...."
"And that means that the cards are ours now."
"Just because of a physical relationship?"
She thumped his chest. "The magic comes from me, remember?"
It clicked now. "Ah, and since we...did it... I kinda became a part of you?"
"Something like that." She made the cards disappear. "Anyway, what are your plans for today?"
"It's been a while, so I figure that if my father was going to try something, It'd be today."
Sakura frowned at this. "Was that really such a good idea?"
"I... don't know." He replied, looking down at his lap. "Maybe the video was a little too much . . . " A small smile came to his face. "I bet he wet himself." This caused his girlfriend to laugh.
"I bet Mei-ling got a trip out of it to." The smiled at each other, knowingly.
~**~
"You sure you don't want me to walk you home?" Syaoran asked as Sakura stood just outside his door. "I don't mind, really."
"I'm going over to Tomoyo's house for a little bit. Rika and Naoko will be there, too."
"Oh, okay then. I'll just hang out here, enjoying the school holiday."
"Don't do anything crazy." She smiled at him. "If anything stars to happen call me okay?" Syaoran nodded easily. "No, I mean it. Don't try to play it off on your on and end up calling me in mid battle. That freaks me out."
"Hai, hai." He rolled his eyes. "Now get your cute butt over their before Tomoyo-san starts to worry about you."
Sakura kissed him quickly before starting to walk away. "Behave yourself, and I'll call you later tonight. Ja ne!"
"Ja." He watched her walk to the elevator and only went back in when it closed, denying him of her presence. Closing the door, he turned around and walked to his balcony. He would see her off anyway. When he stepped outside and made it to the railing a soft thump caught his attention, but a cloth was wrapped around his mouth before he could turn around. A few seconds later his eyes rolled into his head and he fell completely slack. The assaulter jumped onto the roof, carrying the boy and soon was already on his way to a privet jet, jumping house tops.
Sakura turned to see if Syaoran was watching her from his balcony, but sighed when he wasn't there. 'Oh well... I'll see him tomorrow at school.'
~*Syaoran's P.O.V.*~
Slowly my senses return to me and I wake up from my forced sleep. My head hurt. A lot. A moan escapes my lips against my will and I roll over on my back, my arm throbbing from laying on it so long. I open my eyes and close them several times. I halfway stretch out to work the kinks out of my system, but find my hands are cuffed together with rope. I instantly become more aware of where I was. Some kind of cell. My hands were behind my back, but that was quickly changed as I pulled them under my feet. Whoever tied me decided to leave my watch on and I take a look at it, catching it just right in the light. I freak. It was eight P.M. That means I was out for at least nine hours. Without thinking I hold my hands forward and concentrate. "Sword, come to my call." Nothing happens. "Wha...?"
The sound of a door opening catches my ear and I look around my cell. The bed was barely above the ground. Without thinking I drive down and roll under it. Just then I see two sets of feet at the bottom of the bars blocking me in here.
"Wha!? He's gone!"One of the people basically screams.
A pair of keys rattle and the cell door opens. Man they were stupid. I wait until the feet are facing the opposite direction before making my move. Quickly I roll out from under the bed, jump up and spin kick the first guy in the temple, knocking him out cold. The second guy gasp and spins, catching my second kick neatly in the gut. Before I even land I lash out my third kick and knock him into the sink in my cell. The fourth kick I intended never made it. I was still to weak from being drugged like that. I misjudge my landing and fall, pain racks through my body and a wave of dizziness hits me hard. I could rest for only a few seconds. The second guy was righting himself, so I trip him and get up, fighting the dizziness. I kick him in the temple. He was out now to.
I frantically search the people for any kind of weapon, preferably something to cut my hands free with. If my sword didn't come to me when I called it, that meant my father had the magical charm that the sword responded to. I would have to find some way to fight.
Nothing. Obviously my father had taken anything away that could of been used. Wait a minuet. I was armed. I stand and call forth my first card. "Power." The pink card appears in front of me and my energy returns. I snap the ropes like they were wet paper. I thank the card and then call the second one. "Sword." A katana appears in front of me. I didn't have Sakura's wand, or my sword for that matter. I guess the cards worked differently for me.
I stealthily run from the cell and into the halls above. I knew this place. I was in the Clan household. It was remodeled sightly from last time I was here, but I could still find my way out. At least I thought.
I ran into a couple of guards along the way, but quickly put them out of the way with my sword. I didn't kill them, I don't like killing. Although if someone didn't help them soon they would find themselves in quite a situation. It went like this for a good ten minuets that was when an alarm went off and I found myself hiding behind a curtain. I let the sword disappear and grab a fallen guard's sword. This way they wouldn't know I had cards.
I tried to get away, but someone saw me. There was no way I could fight thirty people without getting killed. I gave up quietly and was beaten and then taken back to my cell, being informed I would speak to the clan leader the next day.
~**~
rinnggg....rinnggg....
Click. "This Is Syaoran. I'm not in right now but leave a message and I'll get back to you."
Sakura hung up the phone and paced around her room. "Where is he?" She thought aloud. It was already Eleven P.M. and he still hadn't contacted her. She had felt him call on two cards today, but it was quiet after that. 'He's probably on his way home now...' She told herself mentally this time. ' Just give it a while.' She sighed and looked at her phone again. She would call his cell phone, but what if he was hiding from someone and it rang? What if he was in battle and it distracted him enough to get hit? "..........." Sakura sighed and sat on her bed.
~**~
"Hi, Tomoyo-chan!" Sakura greeted as she met her friend. "Is Syao-chan here yet?"
Tomoyo blinked. "Eh? I thought you always came to school together?"
"OH no!" Sakura brought her hands up to her lips and bit her nails nervously. "He hasn't contacted me since yesterday..."
Her best friend laughed. "Sakura-chan, you worry to much. He can take on anything thrown his way. Now come on, lets get to class."
~**~
Syaoran sat on his bed, waiting patently. Me-ling had come by not to long ago to apologize for his father, and to talk to him again. She was let in the cell and instantly hugged him, telling him it would turn out okay. She slipped him a pocket knife while they hugged, that was the only good thing about this. Now he could pick his way out and fight with something without giving out the secret that he had cards now, however, he decided it would be best to wait.
A few hours later a guard opened the cell door and Syaoran stood. "Syaoran Li, your hearing in front of the Li Clan leader will take place now. You will be edspected to show proper respect."
"Bite me." Perhaps that wasn't the best thing to say. Just after the words left his lips he was hit with the butt end of the solder's sword, making his lip bleed.
"Come." Two guards grabbed him and drug him down the hallway, hitting him every time Syaoran would jerk around or say something.
~**~
Syaoran was forced to kneel in front of his father. Blood leaked from the corner of his mouth and bruises were covering most of his body.
"Syaoran, for turning your back on the Clan of Li you are here-by sentenced to staying in Hong Kong for the rest of your life. You may never leave, or contact this 'Sakura' Ever again."
Syaoran grit his teeth. "You can't stop me." A guard on his side hit him again.
"Oh, I can. And I will." His father replied. "You will lead this clan whether you like it or not. It's fate."
Syaoran looked up, his eyes burning fire. "Then feel the power of my love." He then said the one word that the Li clan would never forget. "Firey."
Without warning the young boy's body caught fire and incinerated the ropes binding him and scaring the two guards on either sides away. When the flames leapt from Syaoran body, they grabbed onto everything around them, catching fire. "I want my sword back."
Syaoran's father, Alex, Held out his hand and the sword appeared in front of it. "I don't know what kind of magic your using, my son, but it won't work."
"This isn't old magic." Syaoran informed him, making the katana appear in his own hand. Without warning Syaoran disappeared and echoes of his voice flashed around the room. "Let me go." the words echoed around Alex, making him look in random directions.
Syaoran still stood in the middle of the room, holding the illusion and voice cards in one hand and his sword in the other. Using this many cards at once was starting to sap his already weak energy.
"Clow Cards?" Alex asked, still spinning in random directions.
"No.... Sakura cards. You have no chance. Let me leave peacefully. I don't want to fight."
Alex spun and faced Syaoran directly. "Then you shouldn't talk so much." With a flick of his wrist he sent a knife flying into his son's shoulder, causing him to drop the cards and reveal himself, clutching his shoulder and pulling out the knife.
"That was cheap."
His father charged him.
~**~
Sakura snapped awake in class with a yelp. The other students looked at her scared face for all of three seconds. After that she jumped out of her seat and ran for the door, crying. Eriol and Tomoyo followed, calling out to her and finally catching her at the shoe lockers
"Sakura, calm down." Tomoyo pleaded. "What is it?"
"He's fighting." Sakura cried, pulling her shoes on. "He's hurt." Tears came down her face. "He's being hurt..... He's being hurt!"
Eriol closed his eyes and sent what little power he had left to search for him. After a minuet he opened his eyes again. "He's in Hong Kong."
Sakura started to cry harder. "How can I get to him?"
Tomoyo hugged her tightly. "My family is rich, remember?"
~**~
Syaoran dodged another attack from his father and succeeded in slicing him across his stomach. Fire was burning all around them from the earlier incident with the Firey card. Alex grit his teeth and swung again at Syaoran, getting parried, but cutting him on his leg.
"I don't want to fight you, father!" Syaoran pleaded, swinging again, trying to back away.
Alex pressed ahead. "It would come to this anyway!" They fought furiously for a moment longer and Alex spoke again. "I had to kill my father to get the place as the leader of the Clan!"
Syaoran's face frowned and he swung straight down, enforcing his swing with the power card. The Li family sword and thrown from his father's hands and Syaoran pointed his magical sword at his neck. "You've lost. I am now the leader."
His father looked amazed one second and then humbled the next. "I would
be honored for you to ascend to the head of the clan." He swept his hand
under him in a sort of a bow as he waited for the final blow. A few moments
later he opened his eyes and looked in front of him, seeing Syaoran running
away, with both swords. "You..you tricked me!"
Syaoran let his sword card disperse and felt some of his magic growing again. Now he only used his sword as he ran through the burning halls, cutting whoever opposed him. When he made it outside he ran to the privet airport and jumped into the head of a jet. "Shit, how does this work!?"
"Who are you!?"
Syaoran turned around and pointed his sword at the person who asked the question. "I am Syaoran Li, get me out of here."
"H-Hai!"
~**~
"Can't we go any faster!?" Sakura asked, almost shaking from her nervousness. "I can feel that he's pressured!
"If we go any faster we'll break apart. Tomoyo comforted. Luckily Eriol knew how to fly a jet.... Although no one was sure just how he learned.
~**~
"Faster Dammit faster!" Syaoran screamed as another plan chased after them
"I can't!" The pilot said, panicking.
"Do it anyway!" Syaoran pushed the throttle all the way up and held on as they accelerated, breaking the sound barrier like it wasn't even there.
"Were gonna split apart!" The piolet yelled frantically after almost thirty minuets of this.
"Damn...." Syaoran grabbed a parachute and thrust it into the piolet's arm. "Jump."
The piolet grabbed the chute and abruptly slowed enough to jump off the plane and into the water. After landing a life raft was instantly blown up and a radio single sent out for help.
Syaoran sighed. "Sakura.... I may not make it to you..." He pressed the throttle more, hoping he could outrun the jet behind him.
~**~
"Syaoran, what are you thinking?" Alex thought aloud. "At this rate....You can't die like this. You have a responsibility!"
~**~
Syaoran closed his eyes as the needles all went red. "I can't.... I'm gonna die."
As if in slow motion the jet plane exploded in a massive fireball. Syaoran
felt himself falling. He was hurt, but not dead. When he opened his eyes
he saw a pink bubble around him. "Wha...?"
Then it hit him. She was close. Her pink aura was reaching out for
him. He was in her shield card. "FLY!"
White angel wings ripped from his back, tearing his shirt apart. His wingspan was ten feet and feathers flew all around him. His wings connected into his shoulder blades, not like when Sakura used the card. Her's was only on her back, not attached. Again the cards were working differently with him.
Syaoran flapped his wings once before doing a barrel roll to dodge his father's plane. "Very good." Alex complimented, looking at him. "But I'm afraid we'll have to finish this now." Without warning he to jumped from his plane and flew at his son, chanting a wind spell to keep him in the air.
"Father...."
"Son."
Syaoran made his sword appear in his hand. "I can't die...I have to get back to her."
"I can not allow that."
"Then..... I'll have to get passed you."
"So be it!" Alex drew a sword and forced the wind to take him to Syaoran, thrusting forward and missing.
Syaoran flew out of the way and beat his wings again. Without thinking he slashed downwards, cutting his father across his back. When he let out a yell in pain, his father swung backwards, gashing Syaoran's side and making him fall downwards before flapping again. It seemed he could almost hover in air for a while before making his wings work again.
Sakura's plane came into view a little while later. "Sakura!" Eriol shouted from up front. "I can see them!"
In only a few seconds Sakura was next to Eriol, watching the fight. "Oh god... Syaoran."
Syaoran dodged again and again, rolling out of the way most of the time. He wasn't used to fighting with wings. That was proven when his right wing was impaled by his father's sword. Syaoran's eyes glazed and he let out a scream of pain. When the sword was drawn back blood came and he started to spiral downwards.
"You are not worthy of becoming the leader." He father yelled at him. "I'll have to have another son. One who knows his place in the world!" He raised his sword to kill, flying down after him.
Syaoran spun so he was falling head first and reached into his back pocket and pulled the knife Me-ling had given him. "God.... If you would...please watch after Sakura for me. I don't think I can make this." He flung the knife upwards and it hit his father in the chest. The magic holding Alex up was dispersed and he fell to. "Sakura." Syaoran breathed. "I'm sorry I can't be with you anymore..." He started to spin uncontrollably and race toward the water below.
"Syaoraaaaannnnn!!!!!!!!!!"
~**~
"Ugh... Where am I?"
Sakura looked up from crying on his chest and smiled slightly, tears running down her face. "Syao-.....chan?"
Syaoran sat up, scared. "Where!? Sakura? Tomoyo? What's going on!?"
"Calm down." Tomoyo said, pushing him back down. "You'll make your wounds bleed again." She pointed to the almost red bandages around his waist and wrapping around his shoulder. More covered his legs.
Syaoran sighed painfully and let himself be pushed down. "Okay...when, how, and why?"
"Sakura felt you were being hurt at school." Tomoyo began when she realized Sakura was not in the best of moods to talk. She was still hugging him, crying tears of joy now, whispering about how she thought she had lost him. "So we tracked you and came here. We saw you and that guy fight. When you started to fall Sakura here jumped off the pane and caught you in the float spell. Almost killed herself in the process."
Syaoran looked at Sakura and ran his hands through her hair. "Don't ever do that again."
Sakura looked at his face and her mouth tilted into a sad, yet happy smile. "I'll always do that..."
The wounded boy smiled now and hugged her, ignoring Tomoyo's protest and the pain in his side.
~**~
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