~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
DISCLAIMER: I don't own CLAMP, but they own Card Captor Sakura! Okay?! Okay!
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* : thoughts
" " : conversations
Dedicated to Joyce-chan, who finished this whole fanfic already, and cried.
Chapter 5: So Cold
*"Promise me you will not cry."
"I won't have to. You're going to get well. I promise you that."*
She stared at their hands clasped together. It had been like that for the past few days. He
never wanted to leave her side. He never wanted to let her go.
But what if he had to?
She leaned against him. She didn't want to think about that.
"Why are you so quiet?" he asked.
She paused. "Thinking."
"About what?"
"Us."
She already thought she'd dispelled him for good. So his mind would not be occupied of
worry for her.
But here he was, still caring.
And here she was, all resolve broken.
How ironic.
"Us and..?" he prompted.
"Us and how hopelessly rom,atic we are," she teased.
He laughed. "Is that bad?"
"It's so corny."
She smiled up at him. He smiled back.
His hand squeezed hers. "Are you happy?"
*Right now I am.*
She nodded.
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"What's her condition, Doctor?" Touya asked.
"Really good. Remarkable, even. She's not rejecting the chemo anymore. This past week
her stats rose from negative to positive."
"So she's going to live?"
"There's a very good chance she will. But--"
"But what?"
"I wouldn't celebrate anytime soon, Touya-san. Leukemia sometimes declines for a period of
one, two weeks. And then it returns. I hate to disappoint you, but Sakura-san's not out of
danger yet."
The date was December 20.
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Sakura held the glass in her hands, momentarily transfixed in the clear liquid it held.
"You should go. It's late."
"You sure you'll be okay?" Syaoran asked.
"I'm more concerned about you getting some food and sleep right now," she replied.
He turned to her with a worried look on his face.
She smiled gently. "I'll still be here tomorrow. Go home."
An eyebrow rose.
"I promise!" she said. "Go on," she teased. "Get a life."
He burst out laughing. "You _are_ my life."
She rolled her eyes. "Oh, whatever."
His eyes turned serious. "I love you."
"I love you, too," she replied. "Now go."
Syaoran turned to walk out but was barely out the door when he heard the loud shatter
of glass behind him.
He whirled around, and saw Sakura beginning to fall. Unconscious.
He caught her in time, thankfully, and lifted jer limp form back onto the bed with some
panic.
"Sakura--- Sakura!"
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
Everything happened in a blur to Syaoran. Various people in white came in and wheeled
Sakura off.
Into intensive care.
And when he opened his eyes later, he discovered that Sakura had gone into comatose.
And that it would take a lot of time and effort to revive her. IF they could revive her.
He could only stand, frozen, as Tomoyo burst into tears and Touya looked grimly at the
floor.
The doctor had just said that Sakura may not survive.
*No.
No.
No!*
Watching as nurses attended to her through a glass window, her skin glowing in contrast
to the darkness.
*"I'll still be here tomorrow. Go home!"
"I promise."
"I love you, too."*
And now, there she was, bathed in moonlight and shadows.
Suddenly it was so cold.
He wasn't going to let it end like this for her.
*You promised me, Sakura. Stay with me, here, always.*
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
Author's Notes:
Don't hate me 'cause it's so short! When I write it down in a notebook, it covers almost
three or four pages. It's finished! Just two chapters more... Sorry it took so long!
*hits the always-broken PC
--Ekai
DISCLAIMER: I don't own CLAMP, but they own Card Captor Sakura! Okay?! Okay!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
* : thoughts
" " : conversations
Dedicated to Joyce-chan, who finished this whole fanfic already, and cried.
Chapter 5: So Cold
*"Promise me you will not cry."
"I won't have to. You're going to get well. I promise you that."*
She stared at their hands clasped together. It had been like that for the past few days. He
never wanted to leave her side. He never wanted to let her go.
But what if he had to?
She leaned against him. She didn't want to think about that.
"Why are you so quiet?" he asked.
She paused. "Thinking."
"About what?"
"Us."
She already thought she'd dispelled him for good. So his mind would not be occupied of
worry for her.
But here he was, still caring.
And here she was, all resolve broken.
How ironic.
"Us and..?" he prompted.
"Us and how hopelessly rom,atic we are," she teased.
He laughed. "Is that bad?"
"It's so corny."
She smiled up at him. He smiled back.
His hand squeezed hers. "Are you happy?"
*Right now I am.*
She nodded.
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
"What's her condition, Doctor?" Touya asked.
"Really good. Remarkable, even. She's not rejecting the chemo anymore. This past week
her stats rose from negative to positive."
"So she's going to live?"
"There's a very good chance she will. But--"
"But what?"
"I wouldn't celebrate anytime soon, Touya-san. Leukemia sometimes declines for a period of
one, two weeks. And then it returns. I hate to disappoint you, but Sakura-san's not out of
danger yet."
The date was December 20.
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
Sakura held the glass in her hands, momentarily transfixed in the clear liquid it held.
"You should go. It's late."
"You sure you'll be okay?" Syaoran asked.
"I'm more concerned about you getting some food and sleep right now," she replied.
He turned to her with a worried look on his face.
She smiled gently. "I'll still be here tomorrow. Go home."
An eyebrow rose.
"I promise!" she said. "Go on," she teased. "Get a life."
He burst out laughing. "You _are_ my life."
She rolled her eyes. "Oh, whatever."
His eyes turned serious. "I love you."
"I love you, too," she replied. "Now go."
Syaoran turned to walk out but was barely out the door when he heard the loud shatter
of glass behind him.
He whirled around, and saw Sakura beginning to fall. Unconscious.
He caught her in time, thankfully, and lifted jer limp form back onto the bed with some
panic.
"Sakura--- Sakura!"
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
Everything happened in a blur to Syaoran. Various people in white came in and wheeled
Sakura off.
Into intensive care.
And when he opened his eyes later, he discovered that Sakura had gone into comatose.
And that it would take a lot of time and effort to revive her. IF they could revive her.
He could only stand, frozen, as Tomoyo burst into tears and Touya looked grimly at the
floor.
The doctor had just said that Sakura may not survive.
*No.
No.
No!*
Watching as nurses attended to her through a glass window, her skin glowing in contrast
to the darkness.
*"I'll still be here tomorrow. Go home!"
"I promise."
"I love you, too."*
And now, there she was, bathed in moonlight and shadows.
Suddenly it was so cold.
He wasn't going to let it end like this for her.
*You promised me, Sakura. Stay with me, here, always.*
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
Author's Notes:
Don't hate me 'cause it's so short! When I write it down in a notebook, it covers almost
three or four pages. It's finished! Just two chapters more... Sorry it took so long!
*hits the always-broken PC
--Ekai
