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Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Mwa hahahahaaaaa (again. o_o)

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Demon in my View
Eight - Waking up
by Sakura Maxwell



Sakura groggily opened her eyes and was grateful for the darkness. At least the sun wasn't beaming in her room like every morning. That was her number one evil alarm. She pushed herself out of bed and went to go open her window for some fresh air, only to find that it wasn't there.

?' She rubbed her eyes and blinked. As her vision became clearer, panic shot through her. This isn't my room!' she realized, fear overtaking her at a rapid speed. Where am I?!' She glanced around the room and saw a desk, closet, computer, and the bed she was sleeping on. The bare white walls seemed to unnerve her even more. Have I been kidnapped?' Her mind raced with confusion and anxiety, and it took a while before she cooled down. Don't panic, Sakura,' she told herself. There has to be at least one way out of here.'

When she felt calmer, Sakura glanced around the room again, looking for escape and saw three glass windows. She went over to one and pressed her hand on the glass and, as she looked down, some of her confidence left her. She was a long way up, long enough that trying to climb out would be suicide. She sighed and looked at the desk again. She walked over and examined the items that were neatly placed in their rightful positions. For a moment she marveled at how organized it was, wishing her desk were more like it, when she noticed a black backpack sitting in the chair. Curious, she reached her hand out to touch it and felt a twinge of recognition.

This bag It's–'

Sakura's hand snapped back as she heard footsteps from outside the room. Whoever brought her here sure wasn't trying to be secretive about it. She hastily dived for a pillow and ran to the side of the door. She held to pillow in an attack-stance, ready for the intruder. The doorknob twisted and she braced herself; the door opened.

Hey, Sa–

The stranger's sentence was replaced with a shout of surprise as he was hit square in the face with a pillow. Really hard.

Sakura whacked the person with the pillow repeatedly with all her strength, hoping he might be unconscious when she ran out of energy. However, that didn't happen. Through all the cursing and whacking, the person had managed to dodge and push Sakura against the wall, her arms pinned to her sides by strong hands. The memory of what happened two nights ago ran through her and she kicked violently, not wanting the same thing to happen to her again. The person's cursing became more violent and the grip on her arms was loosened enough for Sakura to move away and take a good look at her captor. Tall, messy brown hair

The person turned around, frustration written all over his features, amber eyes glaring.

Sakura exclaimed in disbelief.

Syaoran just kept glaring at her, then asked, Could you explain what that was all about?

Sakura blinked, then started to laugh nervously. Ahaha, I thought you were someone bad– Wait a minute, he is bad!' She stopped and looked at Syaoran. If Syaoran is here That means I'm in his apartment, and if I was unconscious in his apartment that means'

Sakura pointed her finger accusingly at Syaoran, who raised his eyebrows in confusion, and demanded, You didn't molest me, did you?!

Syaoran blinked, at a loss for words, then quickly recovered and answered, No, of course not! I wouldn't do that to an unconscious victim. I like them to retaliate Makes it all more fun

Sakura eyed him warily.

Syaoran glanced at her, then looked at his bed. So, are you okay now? he asked, changing the subject.

Sakura stared at him and nodded slowly. Yea, I'm fine she replied hesitantly.



Sakura tensed, expecting him to pounce on her or something, but he didn't. A bit confused, Sakura asked, Why were you so



She pointed to the door. I could hear you coming. I thoughtsince all of your movements are usually graceful and demons are supposedly silent and deadly

Syaoran smirked a little and said, I can't waste energy on trying to be silent in my current state, motioning his hands at his body. I'm also very exhausted.

Sakura nodded again, then asked, Why are you telling me this?

Even if I'm not at full strength I could still kill you.

Sakura sighed. I guess so

Silence hung about for a few minutes before Syaoran curiously asked, Why didn't you get hurt?



When Earthy attacked with rocks, I tried to push you out of the way, but I know for a fact that you still should have been hit by one or two of them.

Sakura became quiet and Syaoran glanced at her. She closed her eyes and wondered why she didn't get hurt. That was a good question. Unfortunately, Sakura didn't know or have the answer. What happened'

She remembered calling upon The Earthy It attacked Syaoran Syaoran became injuredand Sakurahelped him? Sakura blushed a bit at the thought, but tried to think about what Syaoran had asked her. don't know why I never was injured Surely, I would've had least had my arm bloodied But it's not. It's fine. Oh, this is so confusing'

Feeling uneasy and wanting to change the subject, Sakura asked, Why did you try to command The Earthy to stop?

Oh, I really wanted to get hurt back there, Syaoran replied sarcastically, but Sakura ignored his attitude.

You said you wouldn't hurt me if it obeyed; were you telling the truth? Were you really not going to hurt me if it listened?

Syaoran looked at the girl, surprised by the question, only to see her gaze on her hands. He could not read her expression. Instead of answering directly he said, It was worth a try.



Sakura had to bite back the tears that threatened to spill. Her grip on her skirt tightened and she smiled weakly. Why am I reacting like this?' she asked herself. Why did I think he might have said yes? He's a demon; what's wrong with me?'

Syaoran watched Sakura, pained. She's struggling not to cry,' he observed, feeling slightly guilty. I know she fought with liking and hating me at the same time, but' He reached out to her, hand almost on her shoulder, whispering, when her was interrupted by the shrill rings of the telephone. Cursing silently, Syaoran stalked towards it and yanked it to his ear. he growled angrily.



The familiar strict voice made him stiffen at once. he replied, voice neutral, carefully concealing the anger he had felt a second ago.

Sakura lifted her head slowly and looked at Syaoran, confused at his posture and tone of voice. Though she could not hear what the person on the phone was saying, Syaoran's suddenly stiff attitude left her wondering.

And I would like to meet you at a cafe or something so we can talk.



Oh, and your cousin, Ryo, is here also.

Syaoran hissed in anger. Where is he?

Oh, roaming the town no doubt. Why so mad?

Her tone drove Syaoran to the very edge of losing control, but he pressed his emotions down and said, When do you want to meet?

Now would be good.

Without saying another word, Syaoran slammed down the phone and immediately turned, punching the wall to let out some of his anger.

Sakura watched with wide eyes, not knowing what to do. Finally mustering up the courage to speak, she asked, Why are you so mad?

Ignoring her question he said harshly, Stay here and keep everything locked, and started walking out of his room.

Sakura asked quietly, following him. She was very confused; what was going on?

I need to go somewhere.

Sakura blinked, then shook her head. No, you can't, she said sternly, walking in front of Syaoran and blocking his path. You're still weak and your wounds have obviously not healed enough! I don't think you should even be moving around!

Syaoran, surprised, didn't say anything at first, and then he became slightly irritated and pushed Sakura into the wall, earning a small gasp from the girl.

You don't tell me what I should or should not be doing, he growled, voice threatening. But Sakura did not back down.

I'm saying you should stay here for your own good! she insisted, and winced at the pressure her arms felt. You shouldn't go out with the wounds you have. You are still weak; you told me so yourself! If it's so important, make the person come here instead! I can leave.

Her last sentence lasted in Syaoran's mind and he placed on hand on her shoulder. You will not leave here, he commanded in a cold voice. And I am fine enough to go and meet someone outside. However His gaze traveled down to her collarbone and Sakura could see the lust it held. If you really care about my health, then I could

He didn't let her answer, but pierced her soft flesh with his sharp fangs and fed on her energy hungrily, greedily, and lustfully. Sakura moaned in somewhat of a protest, but she was too dazed too do anything else. It seemed like hours had passed before Syaoran reluctantly removed himself from her and caught her unconscious body. Eyes glazed and power slowly returning to him, he carried her back into his room and placed her down on his bed, making sure to pull the covers over her slender body. He checked to see that everything was secured and locked, then left.

-

Syaoran met his mother at a nearby cafe and they shared casual conversation. However as time passed, Syaoran become quite annoyed and he finally asked his mother why she insisted on him going there and why she was here in Japan when she should've been in Hong Kong.

I came to check up on you, she answered coolly. It seems that you have not shown your potential to be the next leader of the Li Clan. You haven't found the ancient cards of magic that Clow scattered before he died. What is stalling you?

Syaoran again stiffened like before in his apartment, and answered slowly, I try to blend in and choose my actions carefully.

Too careful, it may seem. You have lived here well over two years. That should have been enough time to show that you were ready to take on the great responsibilities that come with being a leader. What is stalling you? she pressed again.

Though her face showed no anger, he knew well that that was far from the truth. He could feel it emitting from her, the tingling power of his powerful mother, and involuntarily flinched back a bit.

Changing the subject, his mother said, I sense a very powerful life force on you. Whose might it be?

Syaoran was at once on his guard. A wench of mine, he answered vaguely.

What is her name?

Syaoran did not answer.

This seemed to only amuse his mother, which made him even more wary. She was a cunning one, his mother, and he could not tell what exactly she was thinking.

A pity if something unfortunate was to happen your little pet, wouldn't it? she said lightly, her voice ever smooth.

Syaoran at once understood the threat and bolted from his chair. I must be going now, he said with all the calmness he could conjure. Thank you for honoring me with your presence, dear mother. Let us meet again soon, he said and started to leave when his mother's ice cool voice stopped him.

Getting too attached to a human will lead to your downfall, and your death.

Syaoran nodded curtly and slipped into the shadows, disappearing, leaving his mother smiling in amusement.

-

The door slammed shut and Syaoran made haste to his living room, only to find it empty. Cursing foul words, he checked his room, the bathroom and the kitchen.

Not a trace of Sakura.

Slamming his fist into the wall, he cursed his mother and every god he ever heard of. Amidst his blind rage, he had totally forgotten about Sakura's aura. Realizing this, he closed his eyes and tried see if he could detect it anywhere near him. Smelling the familiar pink scent, he quickly rushed out into the living room to the balcony. Sure enough, Sakura was out there, watching the sky with a dazed stare. But his sudden outburst snapped Sakura out of it and she turned around, eyes slightly widened in surprise. she asked hand unconsciously going towards her neck.

Syaoran rushed to her and asked, Are you okay? while checking her over.

Sakura blinked in confusion, then pulled back from him. I'm fine she answered weakly,

A grin spread across Syaoran face, which confused the green-eyed girl even more, and he wrapped his arms tightly around Sakura, burying his head in her hair, taking in each smell of the girl. Sakura eyes were wide indeed, and it took a while for her to regain a hold on reality and push Syaoran away, which only left her stumbling backwards because of the energy loss. Gasping for air she said angrily, Don't even try to screw with me when I'm in this condition!

But Syaoran merely ruffled her hair and, with a squeak of protest and bewilderment from Sakura, picked her up and kissed her on the lips. Sakura didn't know exactly what was going on, but she felt slightly disgusted and wondered if the injuries Syaoran had received from The Earthy had done something to his head.

Both were unaware of the two blue eyes watching them from atop the building. He brushed away his grey bangs and smiled.

-

Weee! Finally! I had this idea written down about 3--no, 5 months ago! O_o;; Oh wait..maybe it was 3... I can't remember x_X;; Oh well, I'm just happy it got typed. I hope this chapter is okay I thought it would be longer.. Nuuuu! Must *passes out*

And remember, all other chapters will be posted at http://www.wingless.nu/letters! I'll email all you loyal readers. lol x__x;;

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