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DISCLAIMER: I don't own CLAMP, but they own Card Captor Sakura! Okay?! Okay!
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* : thoughts
" " : conversations
Dedicated to syaoran no hime; Happy Holidays, imouto-chan.
Chapter 6: Demons to Fight
Three days and still Sakura had not opened her eyes.
Syaoran kept constant vigil at her side, wanting to be the first person she would see when she woke up.
She was cold, always so cold, like ice, like marble. But he kept his hold on her.
He would protect her, even from death.
He never saw the sun rise or set. He had no recognition of night or day. He only knew Sakura, still there, still tangible, but frozen, unmoving.
And his heart ached for her.
*Open your eyes and give me a sign,* he willed her. *Give me some hope, something I can hold on to.*
Emerald eyes haunted his consciousness, asleep or awake. Emerald eyes full of love and understanding.
*"Promise me you will not cry."*
He tried his best not to.
If only she knew that he was experiencing the very feelings she wanted to protect him from in the first place.
*Why?
Why you, of all the people in the world?
Why you? Sweet, beautiful you?*
He held on to her hand as a drowning man would hang on to a lifeline.
*Don't let go.*
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Watching her lie there was too much, even for Touya.
It wasn't right, wasn't fair, wasn't everything he wanted it to be.
Sakura had done nothing wrong.
She wasn't supposed to die like this.
She had no prices to pay, no deals that were broken. She had never broken promises in her life and the only thing she was doing wrong was scaring him the way she was doing now.
*Come on, imouto. Fight this. I'll never call you kaijuu again. I'll never stand in the way of Chinese Gaki. I'll never let you do double chores again. Just smile. Just open your eyes. Just talk. Move.
Live.*
He couldn't see her like this.
*Did I do anything wrong to make her be the price we have to pay?*
He closed his eyes, defeated.
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Fujitaka had sank into deeper despair.
What could he do to fight what was happening? He was just a man. He cursed now his mortality. It was the biggest hindrance-- his limitations could not enable him to save the people he loved most.
*Why do you have to take her?*
He buried his head in his hands frustratedly when no answer came.
*"Some things you can protect me from. Some things you can stop. But some things you cannot prevent..."*
And why-- why was she so calm? As if she'd already accpeted her fate...
*IIE!*
Change her fate if need be.
He would not lose.
*"... no harm..."
"... protect them..."
"I love them... very much..."*
Nadeshiko...
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"Can you hear me?"
The words hung suspended in the still silence of the air, and then gone.
Still, she did not move.
Syaoran closed his eyes. "Sakura... I know you can hear me. Listen," he whispered. "Fight this, all right? Fight for us. I.." his voice broke. "I can't live.. without you."
The regular beating of her heart beeped in signals on the monitor. Her soft, deep breathing through the machine. The low buzz of the airconditioner.
And silence.
Silence so deafening.
And darkness, suffocating him.
*"I'll still be here tomorrow. I promise!"*
Her laughter, ringing in his ears.
Her eyes, tormenting him.
*"Help me, Syaoran-kun! Please help me..."*
A sob escaped his throat and tears fell from his eyes.
*How can I?
How can I release you?*
"Sakura....."
DISCLAIMER: I don't own CLAMP, but they own Card Captor Sakura! Okay?! Okay!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
* : thoughts
" " : conversations
Dedicated to syaoran no hime; Happy Holidays, imouto-chan.
Chapter 6: Demons to Fight
Three days and still Sakura had not opened her eyes.
Syaoran kept constant vigil at her side, wanting to be the first person she would see when she woke up.
She was cold, always so cold, like ice, like marble. But he kept his hold on her.
He would protect her, even from death.
He never saw the sun rise or set. He had no recognition of night or day. He only knew Sakura, still there, still tangible, but frozen, unmoving.
And his heart ached for her.
*Open your eyes and give me a sign,* he willed her. *Give me some hope, something I can hold on to.*
Emerald eyes haunted his consciousness, asleep or awake. Emerald eyes full of love and understanding.
*"Promise me you will not cry."*
He tried his best not to.
If only she knew that he was experiencing the very feelings she wanted to protect him from in the first place.
*Why?
Why you, of all the people in the world?
Why you? Sweet, beautiful you?*
He held on to her hand as a drowning man would hang on to a lifeline.
*Don't let go.*
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
Watching her lie there was too much, even for Touya.
It wasn't right, wasn't fair, wasn't everything he wanted it to be.
Sakura had done nothing wrong.
She wasn't supposed to die like this.
She had no prices to pay, no deals that were broken. She had never broken promises in her life and the only thing she was doing wrong was scaring him the way she was doing now.
*Come on, imouto. Fight this. I'll never call you kaijuu again. I'll never stand in the way of Chinese Gaki. I'll never let you do double chores again. Just smile. Just open your eyes. Just talk. Move.
Live.*
He couldn't see her like this.
*Did I do anything wrong to make her be the price we have to pay?*
He closed his eyes, defeated.
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
Fujitaka had sank into deeper despair.
What could he do to fight what was happening? He was just a man. He cursed now his mortality. It was the biggest hindrance-- his limitations could not enable him to save the people he loved most.
*Why do you have to take her?*
He buried his head in his hands frustratedly when no answer came.
*"Some things you can protect me from. Some things you can stop. But some things you cannot prevent..."*
And why-- why was she so calm? As if she'd already accpeted her fate...
*IIE!*
Change her fate if need be.
He would not lose.
*"... no harm..."
"... protect them..."
"I love them... very much..."*
Nadeshiko...
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
"Can you hear me?"
The words hung suspended in the still silence of the air, and then gone.
Still, she did not move.
Syaoran closed his eyes. "Sakura... I know you can hear me. Listen," he whispered. "Fight this, all right? Fight for us. I.." his voice broke. "I can't live.. without you."
The regular beating of her heart beeped in signals on the monitor. Her soft, deep breathing through the machine. The low buzz of the airconditioner.
And silence.
Silence so deafening.
And darkness, suffocating him.
*"I'll still be here tomorrow. I promise!"*
Her laughter, ringing in his ears.
Her eyes, tormenting him.
*"Help me, Syaoran-kun! Please help me..."*
A sob escaped his throat and tears fell from his eyes.
*How can I?
How can I release you?*
"Sakura....."
