Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura; do not sue me. This is merely for entertainment, nothing else.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Mwa hahahahaaaaa

Demon in my View
Seven - One of Four ~ The Earthy II
by Sakura Maxwell



Sakura looked down at the Card n her hand. It had an unusual magic circle drawn on it and a moon and sun. What is this..? she mumbled, flipping it over. She saw the picture of a beautiful woman with what looked like crystals around her shoulders and a crystal each hanging from the tip of her hair. She looked down further and saw writing.

The Earthy she read aloud.

As soon as the words escaped her mouth, gusts of wind blew around her, causing a gasp to escape her mouth. The Card glowed and swirls of clouds shot out from it, forming the shape of the woman on the Card. The woman's eyes opened and she stared at Syaoran, who was glaring with shock and anger, though it was not directed at her, but directed at the girl behind her.

Sakura blinked and gaped. The woman The woman from the Card!' she thought wildly. But how?! She was just a picture on it' Her eyes widened and she looked at her hands, finding them empty. The Card. It's gone' She looked back up at the woman floating above the ground, still as a statue, and blinked again. The Card turned into her?'

Then she noticed the heated glare coming from Syaoran and grimaced. What am I supposed to do? Is she something he summoned?'

The Earthy switched its form to that of a dragon made of earth and charged straight at Syaoran, answering Sakura's question.

Syaoran's eyes widened as the dragon made its way towards him at an alarming speed. He jumped away, nearly dodging the onslaught, and leaped into a tree. The dragon turned around and made second go at him. He jumped from the tree and caught the air, wings keeping him afloat. The dragon swerved around and burst into the air, startling Syaoran. He tried to dodge the aerial assault, but was too late. The dragon's rough, sharp scales cut open Syaoran's entire left side.

Sakura winced at the blood raining down around her and unconsciously took a step back. Maybe I should ask it to stop' she thought, feeling light-headed.

Just then Syaoran fell in front of her, making a sickening crunching sound as his body impacted with the hard ground. Sakura took another step back and felt like vomiting at the sight before her. Syaoran's whole left side was covered in thick, dark red blood and his left wing was torn, blood trickling down slowly. Something inside of Sakura reached out to him, feeling pained, but her mind told her he was a demon, and hesitated.

Syaoran slowly pushed himself from the ground and immediately coughed up a large amount of blood, leaving his throat sore and dry. He licked his lips, tasting the salty bitterness, and tried to stand. His legs wavered and he ended up falling into a kneeling position. Cursing under his breath, he tried once again to stand, but stopped as he felt a hand touch his shoulder softly. He glanced up, and his eyes met with dark emerald ones. They seemed worried.

Sakura whispered, kneeling down in front of him. Her fingers flinched back as they made contact with blood, and Sakura winced again. Tearing off a piece of her shirt, she began to wrap it around Syaoran's left arm, hands working gently and nimbly.

All this time, Syaoran watched silently, doing nothing. Confusion took over part of him; why was she helping him? Why did she even care? She was the one who ordered Earthy to attack, wasn't she? So why? All these questions were biting his mind, but only a blank would answer him. He didn't understand. Why would she be doing this if he was the one threatening her?

These questions escaped Syaoran's mind as he felt his shirt being tugged meekly. He looked down and saw that it was Sakura's hand tugging. He looked up at her and, though it was dark, could see a very faint blush on her cheeks, though her eyes still showed worry and concern.

You're shirt It's

Syaoran blinked, and realized what she meant. His shirt was damp with blood, and was sticking to his side. So

Could youtake it off

Syaoran's eyes widened and saw Sakura's face flush red.

I can bandage your side with the clean part of itsince I can't take off anymore from mine

Syaoran looked at Sakura's body and saw that her entire torso was showing; only her chest was covered. He stared, trying to push down the need to just grab her, and turned his gaze to somewhere else. What was she thinking? She knew what could happen, and she just exposes herself like that?! Syaoran's mind was a confused muddle, which made him frustrated. He didn't like being this vulnerable in front of a human, much less the one he was trying to kill.

Or was he?

The question planted itself in Syaoran's mind. Am I trying to kill her?' he asked himself. Am I? If I was, she'd be dead right now, wouldn't she? What the hell is going on I don't understand! Why do I feel like this?! Why Why was I hesitant to kill her last night? I couldn't kill her but Arrgh!'

Syaoran threw himself into Sakura, earning a cry of surprise from the girl. He grabbed both of her arms and pushed himself on top of her, breathing hard from the fast movement. His side throbbed in pain and felt like it was on fire, but he didn't care. All his attention was on the girl sprawled underneath him, looking at him with wide eyes, eyes filled with fear. Slowly, he lowered his head, closer and closer to Sakura's until their noses were barely touching. The fear was stronger in her eyes, and he could tell she could see the lust and longing in his own. As he closed the remaining gap between them he could hear her breathing increase rapidly and feel her heart pounding in her chest. All of those feelings were forgotten as his lips touched her own, kissing them with want and need. He could see Sakura's eyes wide with fright, but she did nothing. This puzzled him a little, but he just pushed himself further into her, tongue exploring her mouth, making her moan involuntarily.

Just when Syaoran was about to go further, the dragon burst from the ground and loomed over them both. Syaoran craned his neck around and narrowed his eyes at it. Just when it was getting good.

As Sakura noticed the dragon above them, it turned its head up high and roared. Syaoran cursed under his breath as he realized the threat and grabbed Sakura in a tighter embrace, protectively or possessively, Sakura couldn't tell; she was still slightly dazed from the shock of Syaoran kissing her in his condition. I guess things don't change, no matter what the situation,' she thought half-grimly, then gasped as the wind was knocked out from her lungs. What the--?!'

Syaoran had turned her around and pushed her into a tree, one hand holding her arm and the other holding the sword which was at her throat. Sakura's eyes went wide with genuine fear. There was a blade at her throat and the dragon seemed angry. She wondered if she would live to see tomorrowin her room, not in a hospital, or a coffin. Terrified, she glanced at Syaoran and was surprised to see not anger, not lust, but sort of expression that said, Trust me.

Of course Sakura didn't. Though she didn't try to retaliate physically, her mind was racing, trying to figure out how to get herself out of this mess. Come on, Sakura. Think!' she thought. There has got to be at least one way to get out of here! Stop panicking and THINK!'

The dragon roared again, and this time the two teens could see its body crackling with power. It was disassembling. The dragon was coming apart.

Then Sakura's eyes flickered with some light hope. The dragon is the woman who came from the Card I had,' she remembered, her mind slowly clearing. It was attacking Syaoran first, and wasn't I the one who called it? So maybe Maybe I can tell it to stop--?'

Her thoughts were interrupted by Syaoran's hoarse voice.



Sakura looked at the dragon and gasped. It had completely become nothing more than floating rocks. Floating rocks that emitted immense power, but rocks nonetheless.

Which was why Syaoran's cursing never ceased.

Sakura began, but Syaoran cut her off by yelling, I command you to stop! Sakura blinked, then realized he was yelling at the dragon, not her. Does he think it's going to listen to him?' Sakura silently questioned, curious yet skeptical. You have to obey me! Syaoran shouted despite the pain he felt all over his body, especially his throat. I am the descendant of Clow Reed, your creator! He is dead; I am your master now! Return to your Card form and I will not harm this girl!

Sakura blinked. He was the descendant of what?

Instead, the dragon-pieces sparked with power once more and then lashed themselves at the two.

Syaoran pushed Sakura away and used the momentum to jump to the side. However, he didn't entirely miss the assault. His wound on the side of his torso was split open again, causing him to hiss in pain and fury, but he quickly bit his lip and scanned the area for Sakura. He saw her on the lying on the ground, eyes closed. For a second he feared she was dead, but then relaxed slightly as he felt her life force, though it was weak. After making sure there was no danger he made his way towards her as fast as his body would allow him and knelt down beside her, seeing if she was injured. Too his surprise he found nothing but a few small cuts and bruises, not including the ones he had caused before this all had happened. He shook his head and slowly picked her up into a sort of carrying position, willed his demonic features away and started the way back to his apartment.


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Woo. I got it done. Finally. Yay.

Please review. I'm not in the best of moods; sorry.

- Sakura -