Love For So Long
Disclaimers: I don't own CCS, CLAMP does..... you wouldn't be able to sue me anyways... *looks at empty pockets*.......
Author's Notes:
:D so. I see that the people who are reading this fic are mad at me ^^;; but...... :D don't you guys just LOVE suspense? It just adds a lot
to the horror ^_- (if you people even consider this horror o_x give me a break. This is my first somewhat horror fic.) Yeah, uhm.. anyways.
Just read on. I think S+S fans are going to LOVE this chapter :P (well... I mean... who ISNT an S+S fan?).... well, depending on your taste,
that is... I suggest that people who do NOT like somewhat perverted stuff (this doesn't go *anywhere* in the NC-17 area tho, thankfully.)
avoid reading this chapter, as well as people younger than 13.
Syaoran is finally coming back to Japan, but his joy soon turns to depression when he meets Sakura for the first time in over five years. But
then.. someone begins stalking Sakura, and word goes around that someone wants Sakura killed. Can Syaoran save Sakura before she herself is
dead?
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Chapter 6 - To Protect
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As Sakura ran through the rain, all she could think about was getting home, and tossing herself on her bed. She wanted to go to sleep, and
forget about everything that has happened. She wanted all this pain to disappear. She tried to avoid sobbing loudly, but she couldn't help
it. She ended up stopping to catch her breath. But when she finally looked up and observed her surroundings, she realized something that made
her regret going out today.
'Kero was right...' she thought. 'I should've been more careful...'
Frightened, with nothing else in mind to do, Sakura continued to run. She continued to run in the dark. In the rain. Her clothes were
soaking wet. Everything seemed to be repeating itself. Her surroundings were scaring her. This was all what was in her dream. Next, someone
was going to grab her hand, and kill her.
As Sakura thought about it, she thought that maybe it would be better to let this stalker come and kill her. It would rid her of all the
pain she had to bear today. But then she countered, thinking of what her dad and Touya would say; what Tomoyo would say... what all her close
friends would say. She remembered what she had talked to Chiharu about. They wanted her to be safe.
She didn't bother to stop. She just wanted to keep on running. Maybe if she decided not to go home, then she could keep running. Running
away from all her problems. And as she ran, the sky kept getting darker.
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Syaoran was on his way home now. He ended up spending more money than he thought, since it started raining. In this kind of weather, a
person would be crazy to go without an umbrella. He continued to walk with his yellow umbrella in one hand, and about three bags full of food
in the other. His shoes were already soaking, and his pants was soaked halfway through. This weather really wasn't the best.
As he walked, he started thinking about Sakura. He started to scold himself for making Sakura hurt again. But what was he supposed to say?
He wasn't sure, and his mind was completely gone at that point. He thought about phoning her house as soon as he got home. He felt guilty. He
wanted to apologize right away. Now... if only Sakura would bump into him at this time...
CRASH!
Someone pushed him over from behind. The person apologized as she ran away, as if she were late for something. Syaoran looked up and saw
that the girl didn't have an umbrella with her. He quickly gathered the bags he dropped and slowly started pursuing the person.
But wait.
There was something about this girl.
"Sakura?" He asked under his breath. Then he realized that he really should stop her.
"SAKURA! WAIT! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?"
Sakura didn't seem to take notice. She didn't even look back. But after a moment, she tripped and fell on the muddy cement. It gave
Syaoran a chance to catch up with her. As he approached her side, he was about to help her up. But she got up quickly and started to run. In
frustration, Syaoran dropped his groceries and grabbed her wrist.
Sakura completely froze for a second, as if she was expecting for it to happen. Then, she let out an ear piercing scream. Syaoran braced
himself as he kept his grasp on Sakura's wrist.
"SAKURA! CALM DOWN!" Syaoran yelled, trying to overcome the scream.
Sakura didn't seem to be listening. She started to squirm and wriggle her way out. Syaoran threw his umbrella down and grabbed her other
hand. It didn't really help, because Sakura's shrill just got even worse.
"SAKURA! CALM DOWN! IT'S ONLY ME!" Syaoran yelled again.
Sakura was a lot quieter now, since she didn't have the energy to call for help again. She panted as she continued freeing herself. But,
as stubborn as Syaoran was, he refused to let go. He went in front of her and brought her wrists together and forced her on the wall beside
them.
"Let me go! Let me go!" Sakura repeated. "Let me go!"
"Sakura..! Calm down. It's only me. It's me, Syaoran! Calm down!"
Sakura started to calm down, but not on Syaoran's orders. She broke down into tears; tears that blended in with the rain streaming down
her face. Syaoran took this opportunity to grab his groceries and umbrella. Then he knelt down beside Sakura again.
"Sakura..? What's wrong?" Syaoran softly asked.
"Go away... go away... I don't want to die... I don't..."
Syaoran held a puzzled look on his face. "What are you talking about? I'm not going to kill you!"
Sakura finally looked at Syaoran, studying his face carefully. Then she frowned.
"It's only you."
"What's wrong?" Syaoran asked again, hoping to get an answer this time.
Sakura stood up again. "None of your business. I'm going home."
Syaoran grabbed her wrist again. "I'm not letting you go home in this weather."
Sakura looked back at Syaoran. "What's the point? I'm already wet."
"But what's your dad going to think?"
Sakura paused for a moment. "No one's home."
Syaoran shook his head. "You shouldn't go home then. It's pouring rain. And what if you get sick while you're home? No one will be around to
take care of you."
Sakura glared at Syaoran. "Why do you care? I thought you don't care anymore."
Syaoran gave a gentle look to Sakura. "Why do I care? Because I don't want the girl I care for most to die, or even get sick."
Sakura softened a little bit, and looked down. "It's... there's still no point. I'm going home."
Syaoran rolled his eyes. "You give me no choice."
Both remained silent after that, while Syaoran remained under his umbrella. He still kept a firm grip around Sakura's grip, and didn't let
go. Sakura remained standing in the rain.
"Aren't you going to let me go?" Sakura spoke, after a while.
"I said that you're really not giving me any other choice than..."
Syaoran stopped and let go of her wrist. He quickly placed his arm around her shoulder, and his arm under her knees. Then he picked her
up, gently carrying her like a baby.
"Than carrying you back like this."
Sakura's eyes went wide with surprise. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?"
Without making eye contact, Syaoran snickered. "Taking you back to my place where you're going to tell me exactly why you're crying and solve
all this mess."
Sakura frowned. "Put me down. I told you I'm going home."
"Without letting me know what's going on?"
"I thought you were mad at me."
"I was. But there's no point anymore. It's hard to stay mad at you, especially since..."
Sakura glanced at Syaoran. "Since what?"
Syaoran grinned. "I'm going to keep that a secret."
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The door opened to Syaoran's place in the tiny motel, and in walked the couple, soaking wet from all the rain. Syaoran still held the
umbrella, even if there wasn't any point. Both were still somewhat wet. Syaoran finally put Sakura down on the ground, and closed his
umbrella. He laid it down on the side of the wall, and carried the bags full of groceries and water to the sink.
"You should at least have a shower. The bathroom is that way." Syaoran said, pointing at a door.
"What about you?"
"I don't really need one. I have a change of clothes, and I didn't get wet very much..."
"What about my change of clothes?"
Syaoran blushed, and looked away. "W-well... I have an extra pair of pajamas..."
"...and... what about my change of _underwear_?!??"
Syaoran froze as his face went tomato red. Now he couldn't look at Sakura, but he could tell that she was kinda nervous about asking.
"Well.... I..... uh........." Syaoran stammered.
"I-Isn't there a small laundromat... in the motel... somewhere...?" Sakura asked.
"Y-yeah... there... should be one in the last room..." Syaoran stammered, still blushing madly. "G-Good idea though... I... you have a shower
and.... I'll go dry the clothes......"
"...Okay... I'll..... give my clothes to you when I'm done..."
Syaoran walked into the bedroom and came back out with a pair of pajamas.
"Y... You can use these..." Syaoran told her.
"Th...Thanks..." Sakura shyly replied. She took the pajamas and walked into the bathroom.
Syaoran went to the bedroom and changed into some comfortable clothing of his own. Good enough for sleeping and for walking outside. He
shook his head and grabbed a towel. He quickly ruffled his hair in the towel, making it dryer that it was before. Man, he never went through
anything as embarassing as talking to a girl about UNDERWEAR. What could happen next?
He looked over on the desk and saw the necklace that Meilin had made for him before he came here. He chuckled as he remembered how she
lectured him before he left. "Girls love these kind of necklaces nowadays." "But..." "No buts! I made it especially for you and Sakura, so
you *HAVE* to wear it, no matter what!" He shook his head, grabbed it, and put it on. It wouldn't hurt to show off a little to Sakura, nor
would it to tell her that Meilin made it just for them.
"Sy-Syaoran...?" Sakura asked from the bathroom.
"What is it?" Syaoran asked, feeling a little bit more bold.
Syaoran grabbed his wet clothes and came out of the bedroom. He went on and stood in front of the bathroom.
"I... think... should... kinda..."
"Aw, just spit it out."
Instead of replying, the door opened a little and Sakura's bare arm stuck out holding wet clothes.
"R...Right..." Syaoran stammered, and took the clothes.
Sakura quickly closed the door. He could hear her getting into the shower and turning it on. He wondered...
"Damn it!" Syaoran cursed quietly. He shouldn't be thinking of Sakura that way.
He tried to take control of himself and decided to go to dry the clothes, when he noticed what was sitting on top. A lacey pink bra and...
small pink panties...
"Shit!" Syaoran started to feel dizzy, and his nose felt runny. He wiped his nose with his hand.
"Goddamn hormones..." Syaoran muttered as he finally decided to walk out the door, not bothering to clean up the blood that was half dry on
his hand.
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After about 15 minutes of waiting, Syaoran finally came back with their dry clothes resting in his arm. He sighed as he tossed his own
clothes on the couch and laid Sakura's neatly beside it. He was about to rest his arms on the top of the couch when he heard a scream come
from the bathroom. He winced, then realized that Sakura was probably in danger.
"Sakura? What is it?" Syaoran yelled.
Sakura continued to scream.
Without thinking, Syaoran shook his head and charged towards the bathroom door, quickly opening it. But as he threw open the door, his
eyes met Sakura's naked back. Syaoran blushed horribly and quickly shut the door in front of him.
"GODDAMNIT SAKURA! LOCK THE DOOR WHEN YOU'RE NAKED IN THE BATHROOM!" Syaoran yelled. He was breathing loudly, as the whole situation only
made him more nervous. He laid his back against the door and slid down.
"Sorry..." a small voice came from the bathroom. "I forgot..."
"You don't forget! It's supposed to be pure instinct." Syaoran muttered. "But I should apologize... because I rushed too quickly into things
without thinking."
"It's okay..." Sakura softly replied.
"You okay in there? Seems like something happened."
"I'm fine..." Sakura assured. "Can.... Can I have... my... underwear back?"
Syaoran froze for a second. "Y... Yeah... hold on."
Syaoran grabbed her clothes from the couch and handed it to her. It wasn't that bad anymore, since he already got used to it. He knocked
on the door, and the same bare hand quickly came out and took the clothes. He sighed and paced around outside the bathroom door until it
finally opened. Sakura walked out, wearing his pajamas. It was kind of weird, seeing her walk around in his clothing. But he figured he'd get
used to it.
"You okay?" Syaoran asked again.
Sakura didn't say anything and started to walk slowly past him. Syaoran stayed where he was, eyeing Sakura's every move. Then she
collapsed on her knees, and started to cry.
Syaoran's eyes widened in alarm and he instantly ran to Sakura's side. He knelt down beside her and put his arm around her shoulder.
"What's wrong?"
Sakura replied with her sobs.
Finally realizing it was no use, Syaoran walked over to the bathroom to see for himself. He opened the door, and found himself extremely
shocked on what was written on her mirror. Another death threat. A death threat written in blood.
"Sakura,
Open the faucet and see for yourself.
This is how you will die.
Blood gushing out of your body.
Just like the water faucet."
Skeptical, Syaoran walked up to the faucet without hesitation. In the sink, there was dry blood. Syaoran turned on the faucet, and instead
of water, blood was coming out instead.
"Damn horror movie remake... What kind of asshole is trying to pull this off?"
Syaoran turned the faucet off and walked out of the bathroom. As he got out, he could only stand and watch the crying girl on the middle
of the floor.
'So that's why she's been crying. That's why she was even gloomier before I got home...' Syaoran thought to himself.
The rain continued to make it's music outside. Without it, Syaoran's place would be filled with silence. But not even the soothing sound
of the rain could cheer up the sadness and distraught inside.
Syaoran then walked behind Sakura and started to pick her up.
"What are you doing?" Sakura asked.
"Carrying you over to the couch to get comfortable and forget all this crap. What else?"
"WHAT??!"
Syaoran sighed. "Not like THAT, you pervert."
Sakura's face went red with anger. "I... I am not a pervert!"
Syaoran shook his head and laughed. "Hey, believe me. It's not good to think like that too much."
"WHAT?!??! I...!"
Syaoran picked her up and carried her like he did before. Then he walked over to the couch and sat down.
"Why here?" Sakura asked.
Syaoran made a face. "Why? Do you find the couch less exciting than the bed? If that's what you want..."
Sakura tackled him. You would think that Syaoran would win, but then again, Sakura was mad and Syaoran was letting her... so the odds were
obvious. Soon, Syaoran's head bumped into the left arm of the couch and Sakura kept him pinned down.
"Can't you take a joke?"
Sakura continued to glare at him.
"Hey. We're teenagers. It's normal."
Sakura kept her glare for a little while longer, but ended up bursting in laughter.
"God, you're hilarious, Syaoran-kun!" Sakura exclaimed.
"Yes. And now it's time to calm down." Syaoran stated as he pulled Sakura down. Soon, her head was resting against his chest.
Syaoran reached for a controller and turned on the TV. He flipped through a few channels, then put the controller down. Sakura decided to
turn around and lean her back against his chest. He was about to wrap his arms around her, but Sakura almost jumped.
"What is it?"
"Something cold..."
Syaoran thought for a while, then saw his necklace. "You mean this thing?"
Sakura looked at it sadly. "I guess that's it..."
"Prolly didn't warm up yet. Meilin made it. Said it was for good luck."
Sakura nodded, and laid back down again. She closed her eyes as Syaoran's arms folded around her. It felt comfortable, but something was
still bugging her. No, not only one thing. A million things at once. But the first thing on her mind was her dream. Not only her dream. All
those death threats she had been receiving. Everything that was in her dream had already happened. It was dark. It was raining... someone had
grabbed her hand. And she felt something cold on her back...
There was still one more left. She would be stabbed in the chest somehow. Or maybe explode, in a way. No, everything in her dream hasn't
been realized yet. Almost everything, but one. But she traced back her thoughts. This someone in her dream, the one who was going to kill
her... all had been done by Syaoran. Syaoran? ...
"Are you still thinking about what's been going on?" Syaoran asked, somewhat irritated.
"I can't help it. Too much has been going on..." Sakura mumbled.
It couldn't be Syaoran. Syaoran isn't the type of person to be going around killing people just for the fun of it. Besides, he was being
his usual gentle self. She would've noticed if there was anything wrong with him. But then... he activated a couple of aspects in her dream.
She continued to think.
"Still in love with that american guy?"
"...I don't know who I love anymore."
"What happened?"
Sakura sighed. "I... he... well... I called him, and I got pretty angry at him... because... he had another girl over that he never told me
about, and told me that he really only loved me as a sister the whole time."
Syaoran nodded. "If it were vice versa for me, I'd be pretty ticked too. But think. He said he still loves you, right? Like, in a sisterly
way... Then again, it was pretty stupid to say nothing."
"I'm still mad at him."
"Does he have any siblings?"
"He's an only child right now. He used to have a sister a few years back, but... he lost her. He said I remind him of her..."
"There you go. He still loves you." Syaoran stated.
"How do you know?"
"Because you're like his sister."
"......That doesn't explain anything much."
"Ehh... it's just really hard to explain."
"I see."
Both went quiet for a while. Sakura decided to watch some TV along with Syaoran. Maybe she got this problem with Jonathan somewhat solved
in her mind right now, but there were still other problems. She wondered if Tomoyo and Eriol even knew about her death threats. She frowned.
"Now what?"
"Huh?" Sakura asked, extremely puzzled.
"You still have something in your mind. Why can't you just forget about it?"
"No... I have to think it over first..."
"What are you thinking about?"
Sakura took a while to answer. Even thinking about the events scared her.
"I've been thinking about... what's been happening... it's happening too fast..."
Syaoran shook his head. "Stalkers usually don't kill people after a month or two of scaring their 'prey'. So I know you'll be safe for a
while at least... but until then..."
"Until then?" Sakura repeated.
Syaoran paused. "...Until then, and during that time... and even after..."
"After...?"
"I'll protect you. I'll make sure you'll live longer than me."
Sakura felt a light blush form on her cheeks. "You... will? I thought..."
"Even if our relation was chopped down to just friends... I would still be willing to give up my life for yours. I still love you, Sakura.
Nothing is going to change that. Nothing."
"I never expected to say such 'romantic' words... but, I don't know how I feel about you anymore... it's different... and I don't know if
I'll be able to live long enough to sort out my feelings..."
"What happened to your optimism?"
"Gone. Gone for a long time already." Sakura sadly replied.
"Well... okay then. But I'll wait for your answer. I'll wait until you've made up your mind."
As the two laid down comfortably on the couch, both soon drifted away into sleep even if it wasn't that late. It had been a tiring day for
both. But they still had yet to prevent anything that could possibly happen to Sakura. But matters like these didn't bother the two since all
they needed was the feeling of being together. In fact, they were trying to forget about the events so much that they were unaware of the
unstable magic happening in Syaoran's place.
"Soon, Sakura... Very soon..."
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Like? Please review. No like? Forget about it. Don't care? Whatever.
So. How was that chapter? OKOK, I know that there had been perversion somewhat in this chapter. But hey. It just seemed to fit perfectly.
Besides, we needed some humour. Just a little tiny bit to distract us all from the evil stuff :P Anyways... I think this is the second last
chapter! Now all I have to write is the last chapter and the epilogue! Now, for the evil questions of SUSPENSE. *dum dum duuuum*... Does
Sakura really love Syaoran deep down inside? ...Is Syaoran really the one out to kill Sakura? ...Will Sakura die, or will Syaoran keep his
word and protect her just like he said? Ooooooooooo. Anyways.... yeah. I don't think that was the best of chapters. But anyways, have fun
reading... and WAITING til I put out the last chapter and epilogue (since I'm probably going to put them out together). Not only that. I also
have a treat for you guys after I'm done! Since I got a new computer and scanner, I CAN SCAN MY PICTURES! So you can see the art I did for
this fanfic. AND I'll mention a couple others too. AND you can also look later in my profile to see what I look like XP hahahah. Anyways.
Til next time~!
~*AngelSakura*~
Disclaimers: I don't own CCS, CLAMP does..... you wouldn't be able to sue me anyways... *looks at empty pockets*.......
Author's Notes:
:D so. I see that the people who are reading this fic are mad at me ^^;; but...... :D don't you guys just LOVE suspense? It just adds a lot
to the horror ^_- (if you people even consider this horror o_x give me a break. This is my first somewhat horror fic.) Yeah, uhm.. anyways.
Just read on. I think S+S fans are going to LOVE this chapter :P (well... I mean... who ISNT an S+S fan?).... well, depending on your taste,
that is... I suggest that people who do NOT like somewhat perverted stuff (this doesn't go *anywhere* in the NC-17 area tho, thankfully.)
avoid reading this chapter, as well as people younger than 13.
Syaoran is finally coming back to Japan, but his joy soon turns to depression when he meets Sakura for the first time in over five years. But
then.. someone begins stalking Sakura, and word goes around that someone wants Sakura killed. Can Syaoran save Sakura before she herself is
dead?
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Chapter 6 - To Protect
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As Sakura ran through the rain, all she could think about was getting home, and tossing herself on her bed. She wanted to go to sleep, and
forget about everything that has happened. She wanted all this pain to disappear. She tried to avoid sobbing loudly, but she couldn't help
it. She ended up stopping to catch her breath. But when she finally looked up and observed her surroundings, she realized something that made
her regret going out today.
'Kero was right...' she thought. 'I should've been more careful...'
Frightened, with nothing else in mind to do, Sakura continued to run. She continued to run in the dark. In the rain. Her clothes were
soaking wet. Everything seemed to be repeating itself. Her surroundings were scaring her. This was all what was in her dream. Next, someone
was going to grab her hand, and kill her.
As Sakura thought about it, she thought that maybe it would be better to let this stalker come and kill her. It would rid her of all the
pain she had to bear today. But then she countered, thinking of what her dad and Touya would say; what Tomoyo would say... what all her close
friends would say. She remembered what she had talked to Chiharu about. They wanted her to be safe.
She didn't bother to stop. She just wanted to keep on running. Maybe if she decided not to go home, then she could keep running. Running
away from all her problems. And as she ran, the sky kept getting darker.
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Syaoran was on his way home now. He ended up spending more money than he thought, since it started raining. In this kind of weather, a
person would be crazy to go without an umbrella. He continued to walk with his yellow umbrella in one hand, and about three bags full of food
in the other. His shoes were already soaking, and his pants was soaked halfway through. This weather really wasn't the best.
As he walked, he started thinking about Sakura. He started to scold himself for making Sakura hurt again. But what was he supposed to say?
He wasn't sure, and his mind was completely gone at that point. He thought about phoning her house as soon as he got home. He felt guilty. He
wanted to apologize right away. Now... if only Sakura would bump into him at this time...
CRASH!
Someone pushed him over from behind. The person apologized as she ran away, as if she were late for something. Syaoran looked up and saw
that the girl didn't have an umbrella with her. He quickly gathered the bags he dropped and slowly started pursuing the person.
But wait.
There was something about this girl.
"Sakura?" He asked under his breath. Then he realized that he really should stop her.
"SAKURA! WAIT! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?"
Sakura didn't seem to take notice. She didn't even look back. But after a moment, she tripped and fell on the muddy cement. It gave
Syaoran a chance to catch up with her. As he approached her side, he was about to help her up. But she got up quickly and started to run. In
frustration, Syaoran dropped his groceries and grabbed her wrist.
Sakura completely froze for a second, as if she was expecting for it to happen. Then, she let out an ear piercing scream. Syaoran braced
himself as he kept his grasp on Sakura's wrist.
"SAKURA! CALM DOWN!" Syaoran yelled, trying to overcome the scream.
Sakura didn't seem to be listening. She started to squirm and wriggle her way out. Syaoran threw his umbrella down and grabbed her other
hand. It didn't really help, because Sakura's shrill just got even worse.
"SAKURA! CALM DOWN! IT'S ONLY ME!" Syaoran yelled again.
Sakura was a lot quieter now, since she didn't have the energy to call for help again. She panted as she continued freeing herself. But,
as stubborn as Syaoran was, he refused to let go. He went in front of her and brought her wrists together and forced her on the wall beside
them.
"Let me go! Let me go!" Sakura repeated. "Let me go!"
"Sakura..! Calm down. It's only me. It's me, Syaoran! Calm down!"
Sakura started to calm down, but not on Syaoran's orders. She broke down into tears; tears that blended in with the rain streaming down
her face. Syaoran took this opportunity to grab his groceries and umbrella. Then he knelt down beside Sakura again.
"Sakura..? What's wrong?" Syaoran softly asked.
"Go away... go away... I don't want to die... I don't..."
Syaoran held a puzzled look on his face. "What are you talking about? I'm not going to kill you!"
Sakura finally looked at Syaoran, studying his face carefully. Then she frowned.
"It's only you."
"What's wrong?" Syaoran asked again, hoping to get an answer this time.
Sakura stood up again. "None of your business. I'm going home."
Syaoran grabbed her wrist again. "I'm not letting you go home in this weather."
Sakura looked back at Syaoran. "What's the point? I'm already wet."
"But what's your dad going to think?"
Sakura paused for a moment. "No one's home."
Syaoran shook his head. "You shouldn't go home then. It's pouring rain. And what if you get sick while you're home? No one will be around to
take care of you."
Sakura glared at Syaoran. "Why do you care? I thought you don't care anymore."
Syaoran gave a gentle look to Sakura. "Why do I care? Because I don't want the girl I care for most to die, or even get sick."
Sakura softened a little bit, and looked down. "It's... there's still no point. I'm going home."
Syaoran rolled his eyes. "You give me no choice."
Both remained silent after that, while Syaoran remained under his umbrella. He still kept a firm grip around Sakura's grip, and didn't let
go. Sakura remained standing in the rain.
"Aren't you going to let me go?" Sakura spoke, after a while.
"I said that you're really not giving me any other choice than..."
Syaoran stopped and let go of her wrist. He quickly placed his arm around her shoulder, and his arm under her knees. Then he picked her
up, gently carrying her like a baby.
"Than carrying you back like this."
Sakura's eyes went wide with surprise. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?"
Without making eye contact, Syaoran snickered. "Taking you back to my place where you're going to tell me exactly why you're crying and solve
all this mess."
Sakura frowned. "Put me down. I told you I'm going home."
"Without letting me know what's going on?"
"I thought you were mad at me."
"I was. But there's no point anymore. It's hard to stay mad at you, especially since..."
Sakura glanced at Syaoran. "Since what?"
Syaoran grinned. "I'm going to keep that a secret."
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The door opened to Syaoran's place in the tiny motel, and in walked the couple, soaking wet from all the rain. Syaoran still held the
umbrella, even if there wasn't any point. Both were still somewhat wet. Syaoran finally put Sakura down on the ground, and closed his
umbrella. He laid it down on the side of the wall, and carried the bags full of groceries and water to the sink.
"You should at least have a shower. The bathroom is that way." Syaoran said, pointing at a door.
"What about you?"
"I don't really need one. I have a change of clothes, and I didn't get wet very much..."
"What about my change of clothes?"
Syaoran blushed, and looked away. "W-well... I have an extra pair of pajamas..."
"...and... what about my change of _underwear_?!??"
Syaoran froze as his face went tomato red. Now he couldn't look at Sakura, but he could tell that she was kinda nervous about asking.
"Well.... I..... uh........." Syaoran stammered.
"I-Isn't there a small laundromat... in the motel... somewhere...?" Sakura asked.
"Y-yeah... there... should be one in the last room..." Syaoran stammered, still blushing madly. "G-Good idea though... I... you have a shower
and.... I'll go dry the clothes......"
"...Okay... I'll..... give my clothes to you when I'm done..."
Syaoran walked into the bedroom and came back out with a pair of pajamas.
"Y... You can use these..." Syaoran told her.
"Th...Thanks..." Sakura shyly replied. She took the pajamas and walked into the bathroom.
Syaoran went to the bedroom and changed into some comfortable clothing of his own. Good enough for sleeping and for walking outside. He
shook his head and grabbed a towel. He quickly ruffled his hair in the towel, making it dryer that it was before. Man, he never went through
anything as embarassing as talking to a girl about UNDERWEAR. What could happen next?
He looked over on the desk and saw the necklace that Meilin had made for him before he came here. He chuckled as he remembered how she
lectured him before he left. "Girls love these kind of necklaces nowadays." "But..." "No buts! I made it especially for you and Sakura, so
you *HAVE* to wear it, no matter what!" He shook his head, grabbed it, and put it on. It wouldn't hurt to show off a little to Sakura, nor
would it to tell her that Meilin made it just for them.
"Sy-Syaoran...?" Sakura asked from the bathroom.
"What is it?" Syaoran asked, feeling a little bit more bold.
Syaoran grabbed his wet clothes and came out of the bedroom. He went on and stood in front of the bathroom.
"I... think... should... kinda..."
"Aw, just spit it out."
Instead of replying, the door opened a little and Sakura's bare arm stuck out holding wet clothes.
"R...Right..." Syaoran stammered, and took the clothes.
Sakura quickly closed the door. He could hear her getting into the shower and turning it on. He wondered...
"Damn it!" Syaoran cursed quietly. He shouldn't be thinking of Sakura that way.
He tried to take control of himself and decided to go to dry the clothes, when he noticed what was sitting on top. A lacey pink bra and...
small pink panties...
"Shit!" Syaoran started to feel dizzy, and his nose felt runny. He wiped his nose with his hand.
"Goddamn hormones..." Syaoran muttered as he finally decided to walk out the door, not bothering to clean up the blood that was half dry on
his hand.
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After about 15 minutes of waiting, Syaoran finally came back with their dry clothes resting in his arm. He sighed as he tossed his own
clothes on the couch and laid Sakura's neatly beside it. He was about to rest his arms on the top of the couch when he heard a scream come
from the bathroom. He winced, then realized that Sakura was probably in danger.
"Sakura? What is it?" Syaoran yelled.
Sakura continued to scream.
Without thinking, Syaoran shook his head and charged towards the bathroom door, quickly opening it. But as he threw open the door, his
eyes met Sakura's naked back. Syaoran blushed horribly and quickly shut the door in front of him.
"GODDAMNIT SAKURA! LOCK THE DOOR WHEN YOU'RE NAKED IN THE BATHROOM!" Syaoran yelled. He was breathing loudly, as the whole situation only
made him more nervous. He laid his back against the door and slid down.
"Sorry..." a small voice came from the bathroom. "I forgot..."
"You don't forget! It's supposed to be pure instinct." Syaoran muttered. "But I should apologize... because I rushed too quickly into things
without thinking."
"It's okay..." Sakura softly replied.
"You okay in there? Seems like something happened."
"I'm fine..." Sakura assured. "Can.... Can I have... my... underwear back?"
Syaoran froze for a second. "Y... Yeah... hold on."
Syaoran grabbed her clothes from the couch and handed it to her. It wasn't that bad anymore, since he already got used to it. He knocked
on the door, and the same bare hand quickly came out and took the clothes. He sighed and paced around outside the bathroom door until it
finally opened. Sakura walked out, wearing his pajamas. It was kind of weird, seeing her walk around in his clothing. But he figured he'd get
used to it.
"You okay?" Syaoran asked again.
Sakura didn't say anything and started to walk slowly past him. Syaoran stayed where he was, eyeing Sakura's every move. Then she
collapsed on her knees, and started to cry.
Syaoran's eyes widened in alarm and he instantly ran to Sakura's side. He knelt down beside her and put his arm around her shoulder.
"What's wrong?"
Sakura replied with her sobs.
Finally realizing it was no use, Syaoran walked over to the bathroom to see for himself. He opened the door, and found himself extremely
shocked on what was written on her mirror. Another death threat. A death threat written in blood.
"Sakura,
Open the faucet and see for yourself.
This is how you will die.
Blood gushing out of your body.
Just like the water faucet."
Skeptical, Syaoran walked up to the faucet without hesitation. In the sink, there was dry blood. Syaoran turned on the faucet, and instead
of water, blood was coming out instead.
"Damn horror movie remake... What kind of asshole is trying to pull this off?"
Syaoran turned the faucet off and walked out of the bathroom. As he got out, he could only stand and watch the crying girl on the middle
of the floor.
'So that's why she's been crying. That's why she was even gloomier before I got home...' Syaoran thought to himself.
The rain continued to make it's music outside. Without it, Syaoran's place would be filled with silence. But not even the soothing sound
of the rain could cheer up the sadness and distraught inside.
Syaoran then walked behind Sakura and started to pick her up.
"What are you doing?" Sakura asked.
"Carrying you over to the couch to get comfortable and forget all this crap. What else?"
"WHAT??!"
Syaoran sighed. "Not like THAT, you pervert."
Sakura's face went red with anger. "I... I am not a pervert!"
Syaoran shook his head and laughed. "Hey, believe me. It's not good to think like that too much."
"WHAT?!??! I...!"
Syaoran picked her up and carried her like he did before. Then he walked over to the couch and sat down.
"Why here?" Sakura asked.
Syaoran made a face. "Why? Do you find the couch less exciting than the bed? If that's what you want..."
Sakura tackled him. You would think that Syaoran would win, but then again, Sakura was mad and Syaoran was letting her... so the odds were
obvious. Soon, Syaoran's head bumped into the left arm of the couch and Sakura kept him pinned down.
"Can't you take a joke?"
Sakura continued to glare at him.
"Hey. We're teenagers. It's normal."
Sakura kept her glare for a little while longer, but ended up bursting in laughter.
"God, you're hilarious, Syaoran-kun!" Sakura exclaimed.
"Yes. And now it's time to calm down." Syaoran stated as he pulled Sakura down. Soon, her head was resting against his chest.
Syaoran reached for a controller and turned on the TV. He flipped through a few channels, then put the controller down. Sakura decided to
turn around and lean her back against his chest. He was about to wrap his arms around her, but Sakura almost jumped.
"What is it?"
"Something cold..."
Syaoran thought for a while, then saw his necklace. "You mean this thing?"
Sakura looked at it sadly. "I guess that's it..."
"Prolly didn't warm up yet. Meilin made it. Said it was for good luck."
Sakura nodded, and laid back down again. She closed her eyes as Syaoran's arms folded around her. It felt comfortable, but something was
still bugging her. No, not only one thing. A million things at once. But the first thing on her mind was her dream. Not only her dream. All
those death threats she had been receiving. Everything that was in her dream had already happened. It was dark. It was raining... someone had
grabbed her hand. And she felt something cold on her back...
There was still one more left. She would be stabbed in the chest somehow. Or maybe explode, in a way. No, everything in her dream hasn't
been realized yet. Almost everything, but one. But she traced back her thoughts. This someone in her dream, the one who was going to kill
her... all had been done by Syaoran. Syaoran? ...
"Are you still thinking about what's been going on?" Syaoran asked, somewhat irritated.
"I can't help it. Too much has been going on..." Sakura mumbled.
It couldn't be Syaoran. Syaoran isn't the type of person to be going around killing people just for the fun of it. Besides, he was being
his usual gentle self. She would've noticed if there was anything wrong with him. But then... he activated a couple of aspects in her dream.
She continued to think.
"Still in love with that american guy?"
"...I don't know who I love anymore."
"What happened?"
Sakura sighed. "I... he... well... I called him, and I got pretty angry at him... because... he had another girl over that he never told me
about, and told me that he really only loved me as a sister the whole time."
Syaoran nodded. "If it were vice versa for me, I'd be pretty ticked too. But think. He said he still loves you, right? Like, in a sisterly
way... Then again, it was pretty stupid to say nothing."
"I'm still mad at him."
"Does he have any siblings?"
"He's an only child right now. He used to have a sister a few years back, but... he lost her. He said I remind him of her..."
"There you go. He still loves you." Syaoran stated.
"How do you know?"
"Because you're like his sister."
"......That doesn't explain anything much."
"Ehh... it's just really hard to explain."
"I see."
Both went quiet for a while. Sakura decided to watch some TV along with Syaoran. Maybe she got this problem with Jonathan somewhat solved
in her mind right now, but there were still other problems. She wondered if Tomoyo and Eriol even knew about her death threats. She frowned.
"Now what?"
"Huh?" Sakura asked, extremely puzzled.
"You still have something in your mind. Why can't you just forget about it?"
"No... I have to think it over first..."
"What are you thinking about?"
Sakura took a while to answer. Even thinking about the events scared her.
"I've been thinking about... what's been happening... it's happening too fast..."
Syaoran shook his head. "Stalkers usually don't kill people after a month or two of scaring their 'prey'. So I know you'll be safe for a
while at least... but until then..."
"Until then?" Sakura repeated.
Syaoran paused. "...Until then, and during that time... and even after..."
"After...?"
"I'll protect you. I'll make sure you'll live longer than me."
Sakura felt a light blush form on her cheeks. "You... will? I thought..."
"Even if our relation was chopped down to just friends... I would still be willing to give up my life for yours. I still love you, Sakura.
Nothing is going to change that. Nothing."
"I never expected to say such 'romantic' words... but, I don't know how I feel about you anymore... it's different... and I don't know if
I'll be able to live long enough to sort out my feelings..."
"What happened to your optimism?"
"Gone. Gone for a long time already." Sakura sadly replied.
"Well... okay then. But I'll wait for your answer. I'll wait until you've made up your mind."
As the two laid down comfortably on the couch, both soon drifted away into sleep even if it wasn't that late. It had been a tiring day for
both. But they still had yet to prevent anything that could possibly happen to Sakura. But matters like these didn't bother the two since all
they needed was the feeling of being together. In fact, they were trying to forget about the events so much that they were unaware of the
unstable magic happening in Syaoran's place.
"Soon, Sakura... Very soon..."
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Like? Please review. No like? Forget about it. Don't care? Whatever.
So. How was that chapter? OKOK, I know that there had been perversion somewhat in this chapter. But hey. It just seemed to fit perfectly.
Besides, we needed some humour. Just a little tiny bit to distract us all from the evil stuff :P Anyways... I think this is the second last
chapter! Now all I have to write is the last chapter and the epilogue! Now, for the evil questions of SUSPENSE. *dum dum duuuum*... Does
Sakura really love Syaoran deep down inside? ...Is Syaoran really the one out to kill Sakura? ...Will Sakura die, or will Syaoran keep his
word and protect her just like he said? Ooooooooooo. Anyways.... yeah. I don't think that was the best of chapters. But anyways, have fun
reading... and WAITING til I put out the last chapter and epilogue (since I'm probably going to put them out together). Not only that. I also
have a treat for you guys after I'm done! Since I got a new computer and scanner, I CAN SCAN MY PICTURES! So you can see the art I did for
this fanfic. AND I'll mention a couple others too. AND you can also look later in my profile to see what I look like XP hahahah. Anyways.
Til next time~!
~*AngelSakura*~
