A/N: Thankyou to all the peoples who reveiwed! Pink Cherry Blossom, don't feel sad about not being the first reveiwer! I'm glad that you still read and reveiw my stories! ^______^ Okies some stuff about this fic (and some stuff that PCB asked me to do) Yes there will be Syaoran tourture, but it will just add to the drama, seeing as he is the main charecter in this story, and it won't be the stuff people do to charecters that they hate. Yes Mei Ling, is dead. Sorry about that. Sakura WILL NOT HAVE MAGIC! This was planned from the begining, so I'm glad PCB, mentioned that she would like to see Sakura with less power than Syaoran, but I'm doing better! Syaoran is the only one with magic! ^^ I had to rewrite this chappie, 'cause I didn't like how it came out, and then to add a few things to my best reveiwer's taste. ^_^ Now enough of my blabbing! Syaoran-e, disclaimer!
Syaoran: *in grumpy voice* Sakura-san fean'ter pem CardCaptor Sakura. Jik nir wensi fea hes io qu yas teir? (Sakura-san doesn't own CardCaptor Sakura. How many times does she have to say this?)
~~Chapter 2~~
Syaoran stirred slightly in the water tube thingy. He opened his brilliant amber eyes, and found water meeting them. He took a breath, and it came to his attention that there was a tube shoved down his throat for breathing. Several wires were attatched to his body. His mind tried to panic, but he forced himself to be calm.
Analyze the situation, Syaoran...you obviously are no longer in Serai...tesh! It was that guy....
Anger bubbled up in Syaoran, but when he tried to strike out, he found that the wires sent a shock down his arms, as well as restrained him. He opened his mouth to scream on instinct, and water flowed into his mouth regardless of the tube down his throat.
Now he was nearly drowing. The more he struggled, the more the wires shocked him. On top of that, the fact that they were even touching his skin made a small burning sensation.
"Now now Li-kun, that isn't smart. I'll have to keep shocking you if you continue to struggle," Kikuno's oily voice said into an intercom.
Syaoran glared hard at the man on the other side of the glass. The glass began to crack the harder he stared at it. People of Serai were known in most other worlds as those that could actually kill with a look. At least along time ago. Their magic had faded quite a bit, but Syaoran had been born with strong enough magic to do that if he wanted. But then again, Syaoran was also born with a disease....
Kikuno sighed, and drained the tube. The thing opened, and Syaoran was hustled out of it, by two burly guys. They didn't seem to care about the fact that Syaoran was unclothed. They had also pulled the tube out of his throat and the wires off.
Syaoran screamed at their touch. Pain brought white light across his vision. Burning...where those guard's hands touched it burned...traveling throughout his body...
"Let go of him, or you could end up damaging our lab rat," Kikuno sighed. The guys did so, and strapped Syaoran down to a table in the center of the room, dragging some pants onto him in the process.
"Arashi!" Kikuno barked.
The small plump man hustled in, carring a saringe that was filled with green liquid.
"Hold your horses Kikuno-san! This stuff just got finished and should keep him from being able to go anywhere too fast," Arashi ruthlessly stabbed Syaoran in the next with it, empting the liquid. This caused Syaoran to lash out with his mind, grabbing onto Arashi, and squeezing.
"Now, Li-kun, that is no way to treat Arashi," Kikuno sighed, and placed his hand on Syaoran's head.
With a bellow, Syaoran lost his concentration. Too...much...pain....
Arashi gasped for breath, clutching his throat even though every part of him had been squeezed like a lemon. "As...I...was...saying. This should keep him incoherent, at least to us, he won't be much able to talk any other languages. And he should stay awake enough to feel everything we do to him. If he should run, he wouldn't go far."
Kikuno nodded in approval and took his hand from Syaoran, who was now sweating from the stuff injected into him, and from the pain caused by touch.
"You....bastards....won't...have...me..." Syaoran gasped in Japanese, breathing hard. His vision kept bluring in and out.
Kikuno smirked, and bent close to Syaoran's ear.
"Listen little prince of Serai, I know a lot about you. Especially your weaknesses. Like this one," Kikuno sneered, touching Syaoran with one finger on the chest, "like the fact that you were born with a certain disease that humans like me can't get, and like your the only one who was ever born like this on your planet in several thousand years. So, all I have to do is touch you and it hurts. Isn't that nice?" Kikuno finshed, grinding his finger in.
Syaoran continued to scream, for after Kikuno removed his hand, other men moved in and began to stick various needles and probes deep into his skin.
"Remind me why we are doing this?" Arashi growled grumpily, watching the scene before him.
Kikuno laughed. "Entertainment? Just kidding. Well to see how these Seraineans hold up, and mabye because this one could start a war."
"Why do we want a war?" Arashi asked.
This time Kikuno snorted. "I don't know. Apocolypse? In profesy, the destroyer of Earth came not from Earth. They thought from heaven, but there is no heaven."
Arashi blinked at Kikuno.
"Don't ask me anymore, 'cause I don't know. I get my orders from higher up."
I can't take this anymore...da(no)....y narkn'ter(I can't)...
Syaoran soon passed out from the pain.
"Well if that is the best he can stand up to pain, then we won't be able to work much more. Gotta put in the transmitter while he's awake Kikuno," one of the guys that had been probing in Syaoran's ear called.
Kikuno sighed. "Then wake him up!"
"Ano, I don't thing that would be a good idea Kikuno," Arashi warned, but Kikuno just punched him in the side of the face.
"Wake him up dammit!"
The guy shrugged, and poked Syaoran. His eyes snapped open. It was creepy. Especially since blood was running from a place in his head where they had cut it open for the transmitter.
"Y ton likli to-pi!" He screamed. (I will kill you) Several explosions echoed throughout the room, and the screams of dying men were heard within the entire building.
Sakura sighed, bored. What was the point on coming to this place? The science labs in downtown Tokyo. How much fun. They were seventeen years-old for goodness sake!
"Oh Sakura! Cheer up! At least this keeps us from math class!" Sakura's friend, Chiharu sighed.
Sakura turned her emraulde eyes on her friend. "I guess so Chiharu-chan. Demo....this isn't very interesting..."
"You are so kawaii when you're pouting Sakura-chan!" Tomoyo commented, turning her camcorder from the various displays in the lobby of the building, to Sakura.
Sakura sweatdropped and blushed. "Tomoyo-chan!"
"Are you ladies paying attention?" The tour guide called, harshly, hearing them.
"H-hai! Summimasen!" Sakura called, turning back to the front.
After finishing the tour, they arrived back in the lobby (a/n: me too lazy to go on about a tour through this place...) This was their time to relax and eat their lunches.
Sakura wandered to the teacher, and asked to use the bathroom.
She headed to the back, and walked through the wrong door. She definatly knew she was lost, when she couldn't even find the door she had come through.
"Mou! This is so like me to get lost...kuso..." Sakura scolded herself. That's when she thought she heard the pained screams. "Nani?"
Sakura barely jumped out of the way as a wall exploded to her right. She could hear a shout of, "You idiots! Shoot him! Shoot him!"
A shirtless boy staggered out of the room, a good-sized cut in his head, blood trailing into his beautiful, but wet brown hair.
Gunfire burst out of the room, but avoided the boy. Instead the guards now shout widly at Sakura.
The boy saw this and turned his aburn eyes on Sakura.
"Taredi!" He bellowed, and shoved her out of the way, carefully not touching her bare skin.
"Hoe?"
They crashed to the floor, the boy on top of her. Sakura felt a blush bloom on her cheeks.
"Listen, get out of here whoever you are. Now that they saw me, you might be a target yourself!" He hollered, getting off of her. The other guards dropped when he looked at him.
Sakura shivered slightly at that, but stood rooted to the spot, her honey-colored hair falling into her eyes. She was frozen with shock.
The boy glowered at her.
"Oh great! Get them both!" More guards filled the hallways, guns cocked.
"Where do you live?" the boy hissed into Sakura's ear.
"Why would I tell you that?!" Sakura hissed back.
A grunt of annoyance came from the boy. "You don't get it! Tell me now, mader(dammit)!"
"I live in Tomoeda!" Sakura whispered back, and at another annoyed sigh from the boy, she told him her street and house number.
He cluched her close, still not touching her skin. Both of them glew and vanished.
What is going on?! Sakura thought wildly in her mind as they appeared in her living room.
The boy gave her a pained smile as her released her. Then he fell to the floor, blood still pouring from the wound in his head, and his breathing labored.
"Why did he do that? I'm so confused..." Sakura asked herself, as she went to go get some gauze and a shirt for the boy.
Soon, she had his head wrapped. Now all there was to do was to wait for him to wake up so she could get some answers, good thing her father was out-of -town.
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A/N: Well what do ya think?! Good? Bad? Sad? Angst? Adventure? @_@ Anyways, let me know. Hey lookies, me coming up with my own language!!! Gotta write down all the words, and I'll even come up with a written part to it! So the stuf in here would be romanticsised, but anyways. Let me know if you people want small language lessons at the end, or a chapter for language, just so things are easier to understand....but let me know, k? Majority decides! Vote!! R/R!! ja ne! ~Sakura-san (in Serai: Sakura-o) ^_~