A/N: all of you hopefully no who Syaoran is. And I know that some of you
are probably confused, but that was all part of my plan hehe. Mwahahahaha
I've decided that I'd leave you all on my cliff hanger and do Syaorans pov,
he hasn't said much lately so I figure its his turn. Anyway here's my third
installment of Bitches Don't Drive.. better name hey, I figure I might
change it to this.
Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura, or anything that has to do with it, except Syaoran he's mine! but only in my dreams.
~*~ Calling Out To Me ~*~ Syaoran's POV (a/n: I'm starting this back from chapter one from when they were in the park) I had never felt like more of a stalker until this; I was crouched in the bushes watching her, she looked so carefree and happy, but her eyes showed worry. I walked closer and closer as she innocently swung on the swings, thinking about god knows what. I kept following her across the park and towards her house, how could I know that she remembered her powers and sensed my aura. When she ran I walked along calmly, I didn't want to frighten her more, I didn't think my heart could take it to see her more frightened.
When she tripped, it almost killed me, and the way she hurriedly tried to pick up all her belongings, made me want to kill myself for scaring her. I started to walk faster, and next thing I knew I was beside her handing the one thing that could make her remember. As I watched her examine the photo I wondered if she remembered her sister at all.
Her eyes started to glaze over with tears and I was sure she remembered something, but just as she was about to speak she fainted into my arms. I smiled a sad smile at the contact and whispered the only thing I could think of, remember Sakura.
I carried her back to my apartment, I had thought about bringing her home but I then remembered Touya, I didn't know if this Touya was like the real one, either way I wouldn't take the chance.
I unlocked the door with my magic and placed her gently on my couch; I then went to get blankets and pillows, when I returned I picked her up again and placed her on my bed. I had left as I had found her except for taking her coat and shoes off. They were both definitely made by Tomoyo, as I looked I saw that all Sakura's clothing looked as if Tomoyo had made it as well.
Do not do this to yourself, you know you can't be in love with her now, you have to help her, my body kept screaming at me to touch her, while my brain screamed the opposite. I had to get out of here. I raced to the door and found myself walking towards a small bridge. It was the bridge where Sakura and I shared our first kiss. Wait a minute SAKURA! Fuck I had forgotten about her and left her in my apartment. I ran back quicker then I had ever before.
When I got there I didn't even cease to stop and open the door my magic did it for me. I ran into the room to see her still sleeping, I let out a sigh for I knew my angel was safe,. I sat on the bed beside her thinking of memories we had shared until I fell asleep.
Still Syaoran's Pov but in a different place: I awoke on a hospital bed, which gave me the first clue where I was. My second clue was that the room was bare with white walls and no window. I could have had a different room with shelves and windows and that would have been a different color then white, but I wanted to be inconspicuous.
I got up slowly, and stood up. We didn't have sets of clothing we had one we wore all the time. It was white; white shirt, white pants, and no shoes. I went into the connecting bathroom and washed my face; I didn't bother to brush my hair, it never changed anyway.
Sakura had loved his hair, or so she said; Sakura had said she loved everything about him. Now he didn't even know if Sakura remembered him. He didn't let himself think about Sakura anymore; it hurt him too much. Instead he thought about how he could get her to remember and get revenge for her sisters death.
I walked out into the hallway, and kept walking until I reached the library. It was my favorite place; the royal blue walls were covered in old shelves, and there were big comfy couches all over the room. The room was made to give the patients a calm relaxed feeling when they went into it; and that's exactly what it did to Syaoran.
I browsed though the shelves until I found the book; it was Sakura's favorite. I never understood why she liked it so much; to me it was a horrid book that gave me nightmares when my nanny read it to me as a child. But to Sakura ''The Water Babies'' seemed to be a part of her. I took the book to my room and lay on my bed, I started to read.
I put the book down; something was going on outside. I got up and opened my door. There was havoc; people were being pushed into each other, and the orderlies had started coming out of their offices to see the commotion. I then saw the reason for all the commotion; she was crying and running blindly. I had to get her out of the hallway, or the orderlies would take her and put enough drugs in her to keep her asleep till heel freezes over.
I waited until she got up to my door and then I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into my room. I held her close for as long as I could whispering calming words into her hair. I noticed that they had cut her hair, once it had been waist length and curly but now it was shoulder length and just wavy. Her eyes were different too; they seemed darker more like Murasaki's.
She interrupted my examining by jumping away from me; I had forgotten she didn't remember me. Fuck she probably thought I was some ex-rapist who went crazy. I started to speak telling her I wouldn't hurt her, meanwhile she stood there staring at me. I stared back even though I knew I shouldn't. When our eyes met it was like our souls latched together, never wanting to let go. She must have felt it too for it was then that she quit staring. She came and sat next to me on the bed.
Suddenly she just started talking, about how she felt living here and not remembering anything from before. I felt obligated to answer, so I did I started telling her about my life in Japan and Hong Kong, my sisters and their annoying habits, and the rest of my family. When I finished I asker her once more why she had been running down the halls crying. She looked down ashamed and then told me, she had thought the women in the office had been talking about her when she had been listening. She had thought they were being really mean towards her situation, but later she had realized that it couldn't be her they were talking about because she didn't have a sister and she wasn't afraid of anyone.
I listened intently, and frowned when I heard her say she didn't have a sister. If only she knew. She started to cry again, and this time I couldn't help myself I put my arms around her. She seemed a bit surprised but didn't say anything, she became very quiet and I looked down to see her eyes slowly closing. She spoke as her eyes fell completely shut, and what she said was what I had dreamed about hearing her say again.
I held her until I felt sleep passing over me, and as I too passed out I smiled for she had said my name.
A/N: sorry I couldn't have been done this chapter like 2 dayz ago but I was busy getting ready to go back to hell.. Er school. Hehehe anyway next chapter I'll have up in like 3 dayz or less ciao
Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura, or anything that has to do with it, except Syaoran he's mine! but only in my dreams.
~*~ Calling Out To Me ~*~ Syaoran's POV (a/n: I'm starting this back from chapter one from when they were in the park) I had never felt like more of a stalker until this; I was crouched in the bushes watching her, she looked so carefree and happy, but her eyes showed worry. I walked closer and closer as she innocently swung on the swings, thinking about god knows what. I kept following her across the park and towards her house, how could I know that she remembered her powers and sensed my aura. When she ran I walked along calmly, I didn't want to frighten her more, I didn't think my heart could take it to see her more frightened.
When she tripped, it almost killed me, and the way she hurriedly tried to pick up all her belongings, made me want to kill myself for scaring her. I started to walk faster, and next thing I knew I was beside her handing the one thing that could make her remember. As I watched her examine the photo I wondered if she remembered her sister at all.
Her eyes started to glaze over with tears and I was sure she remembered something, but just as she was about to speak she fainted into my arms. I smiled a sad smile at the contact and whispered the only thing I could think of, remember Sakura.
I carried her back to my apartment, I had thought about bringing her home but I then remembered Touya, I didn't know if this Touya was like the real one, either way I wouldn't take the chance.
I unlocked the door with my magic and placed her gently on my couch; I then went to get blankets and pillows, when I returned I picked her up again and placed her on my bed. I had left as I had found her except for taking her coat and shoes off. They were both definitely made by Tomoyo, as I looked I saw that all Sakura's clothing looked as if Tomoyo had made it as well.
Do not do this to yourself, you know you can't be in love with her now, you have to help her, my body kept screaming at me to touch her, while my brain screamed the opposite. I had to get out of here. I raced to the door and found myself walking towards a small bridge. It was the bridge where Sakura and I shared our first kiss. Wait a minute SAKURA! Fuck I had forgotten about her and left her in my apartment. I ran back quicker then I had ever before.
When I got there I didn't even cease to stop and open the door my magic did it for me. I ran into the room to see her still sleeping, I let out a sigh for I knew my angel was safe,. I sat on the bed beside her thinking of memories we had shared until I fell asleep.
Still Syaoran's Pov but in a different place: I awoke on a hospital bed, which gave me the first clue where I was. My second clue was that the room was bare with white walls and no window. I could have had a different room with shelves and windows and that would have been a different color then white, but I wanted to be inconspicuous.
I got up slowly, and stood up. We didn't have sets of clothing we had one we wore all the time. It was white; white shirt, white pants, and no shoes. I went into the connecting bathroom and washed my face; I didn't bother to brush my hair, it never changed anyway.
Sakura had loved his hair, or so she said; Sakura had said she loved everything about him. Now he didn't even know if Sakura remembered him. He didn't let himself think about Sakura anymore; it hurt him too much. Instead he thought about how he could get her to remember and get revenge for her sisters death.
I walked out into the hallway, and kept walking until I reached the library. It was my favorite place; the royal blue walls were covered in old shelves, and there were big comfy couches all over the room. The room was made to give the patients a calm relaxed feeling when they went into it; and that's exactly what it did to Syaoran.
I browsed though the shelves until I found the book; it was Sakura's favorite. I never understood why she liked it so much; to me it was a horrid book that gave me nightmares when my nanny read it to me as a child. But to Sakura ''The Water Babies'' seemed to be a part of her. I took the book to my room and lay on my bed, I started to read.
I put the book down; something was going on outside. I got up and opened my door. There was havoc; people were being pushed into each other, and the orderlies had started coming out of their offices to see the commotion. I then saw the reason for all the commotion; she was crying and running blindly. I had to get her out of the hallway, or the orderlies would take her and put enough drugs in her to keep her asleep till heel freezes over.
I waited until she got up to my door and then I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into my room. I held her close for as long as I could whispering calming words into her hair. I noticed that they had cut her hair, once it had been waist length and curly but now it was shoulder length and just wavy. Her eyes were different too; they seemed darker more like Murasaki's.
She interrupted my examining by jumping away from me; I had forgotten she didn't remember me. Fuck she probably thought I was some ex-rapist who went crazy. I started to speak telling her I wouldn't hurt her, meanwhile she stood there staring at me. I stared back even though I knew I shouldn't. When our eyes met it was like our souls latched together, never wanting to let go. She must have felt it too for it was then that she quit staring. She came and sat next to me on the bed.
Suddenly she just started talking, about how she felt living here and not remembering anything from before. I felt obligated to answer, so I did I started telling her about my life in Japan and Hong Kong, my sisters and their annoying habits, and the rest of my family. When I finished I asker her once more why she had been running down the halls crying. She looked down ashamed and then told me, she had thought the women in the office had been talking about her when she had been listening. She had thought they were being really mean towards her situation, but later she had realized that it couldn't be her they were talking about because she didn't have a sister and she wasn't afraid of anyone.
I listened intently, and frowned when I heard her say she didn't have a sister. If only she knew. She started to cry again, and this time I couldn't help myself I put my arms around her. She seemed a bit surprised but didn't say anything, she became very quiet and I looked down to see her eyes slowly closing. She spoke as her eyes fell completely shut, and what she said was what I had dreamed about hearing her say again.
I held her until I felt sleep passing over me, and as I too passed out I smiled for she had said my name.
A/N: sorry I couldn't have been done this chapter like 2 dayz ago but I was busy getting ready to go back to hell.. Er school. Hehehe anyway next chapter I'll have up in like 3 dayz or less ciao