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Syaoran nervously paced his apartment, looking periodically from the door to the phone and back to the door. Why hadn't anyone called yet? He was worried sick about Sakura, what if something had happened that he didn't know about? What if…? No, don't even think about that.
It's only been ten minutes since they left, baka, that's why you haven't heard. They're probably still in the waiting room. He sighed, knowing that was true; but it still didn't make him any less tense. If I don't stop with the pacing soon I'm going to ware a whole through my carpet. Syaoran thought wryly. They probably won't even be seeing her for another half an hour, and then who knows how long till she comes out. Baka doctors, don't they understand how… Oh, never mind.
He continued pacing for a few minutes more before he couldn't spend his entire day like this. A walk; it would help me think and get rid of some of this nervous energy. But the thought of not being here, just in case Tomoyo or Sakura happened to call, wasn't at al pleasing. I do have that cell phone. He reminded himself, jogging to the bedroom to pull out the machine from under piles other useless junk. Finding it, he checked the batteries, nodding in approval when it still worked.
So Syaoran headed out the door and into the brisk winter air. There were still drifts of snow covering the side walk, but the cold didn't bother him. He had been trained to endure the worst of the elements.
Thoughts circled around his mind, mostly of the same topic; Sakura. His mind had been deprived of her for so long that it drank up every new image and memory of her gratefully. He recalled last night, how comfortable and right it had seemed to hold her, the joy he felt when she hugged him, the sorrow and fear in her eyes when she woke up from that bad dream…
"Damn it, whoever did this to her will pay. I will kill them myself." He muttered to himself, "Once I find out who…"
"Xiao Lang, what are you doing here in Japan?"
Syaoran's head snapped up at the sound of that familiar voice. He examined the man standing before him and shook his head in belief when it turned out to be his eighteen year old cousin Ping (AN: yes, I was watching Mulan, so sure me.)
"You know the clan sent me here." He replied, cringing when he thought about it, "Why are you here?"
The burly Chinese youth smile, "It's a secret, can't tell."
Of all his relatives, Ping was the one who had gotten as close to Syaoran as anyone in Hong Kong could get. When he was a younger, he had acted as an older brother and still was one of the only people Syaoran trusted completely.
Just then, Syaoran's cell phone rang and he answer it quickly, "How is she?" He demanded.
"Hello to you too Li-kun." Tomoyo chuckled.
She was in a joking mood, that was probably a good thing. "Is she all right?" He demanded again.
"All right, I don't know." She replied sadly, "If you're referring to the appointment then yes, all tests came back negative." She stressed the third word and he sighed in relief. "But I'm still worried about her. The doctors tried to talk to her, but she wouldn't say a word. How can we help her if we don't know what's wrong."
"We know what's wrong, Daidouji." He pointed out.
"I know but… Oh, you know what I mean."
He nodded, then upon remembering that she couldn't hear him said, "Hai."
"What I was meaning to ask is can you talk to her."
"Me?!"
"She really trusts you now Li-kun; I think you were always the one she could be the most open with."
And then I ruined it all by running away.
Tomoyo took the silence as a negative. "You have to at least try. Please Li-kun…"
"I was going to say yes if you gave me a minute." He mumbled.
"That's good because we're coming to your house right now. We should be there in a few minutes."
That means I've gota get back… "Bye Li-kun, see you in a bit." And without another word the line went dead.
Syaoran glanced from the phone in his hand to his cousin. "Do you want to come back to my apartment with me? My friends are coming to visit and they'd be really glad to meet you." And it would probably cheer Sakura up a bit…
Ping smiled, "Sure, sounds like it'd be a good time."
The cousins made it back to the Syaoran's apartment with time to spare, so they launched into an involving discussion about marital arts, which was interrupted by the door bell.
"That's probably them."
He walked to the door and opened it, revealing Tomoyo and Sakura. "Hello again, Syaoran-kun." Sakura greeted him, giving him a small but genuine smile and a hug, which surprised him. Tomoyo didn't squeal 'kawaii' as was expected, but stood there with a sad look on her face.
"How did everything go, Sakura-chan?" He wondered, although he already knew.
"Normal, no… complications…" (AN: Hope you all get what 'complications' I'm talking about… if not e-mail me and I'll explain.)
So she had been dreading it too… It looked like Sakura wasn't as naïve as they all suspected… He could have killed himself for that thought when the double meaning became apparent.
"I'm glad." He replied earnestly, escorting her inside. "I have someone I want both of you to meet; my cousin Ping."
Sakura looked up at him questioningly. It was working, he observed. This temporary distraction was making her forget… "I didn't know you had any other cousins besides Meilyn."
"I do, Ping has been like a brother to me."
"That's so touching Xiao Lang." Ping joked, as they entered the room, he stood up and looked at the two girls, preparing to bow (AN: is bow spelled the same was as bow, like as in tying a bow in a ribbon? I just confused myself…)
Sakura froze completely, eyes locked on Ping.
"Sakura-chan, are you okay?" Tomoyo wondered with concern.
She began shaking furiously and her lip began to tremble, green eyes wide with obvious fear.
"Sakura?" Syaoran demanding, but still she didn't reply. "Sakura, say…" She twirled around with amazing speed and made as if to bolt away, but Syaoran caught her and held her firmly against her chest.
Her eyes were squeezed shut, tears running from the corners of her eyes.
It pained Syaoran to see her like this, and he knew what it was all about. Damn whoever did this to her; would his Sakura ever be the same?
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Okay, that's the end of the chapter but I'm not done writing, that was just a really great place to stop. Any guess as to why Sakura broke down like that? Find out in the next chapter!
J/K!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SERIOUSLY, I'M NOT THAT CRUEL!!!
Sakura saw him as soon as she walked into the room. His voice had sounded deadly familiar, but she convinced herself that it wasn't him it was Syaoran's older cousin. Would Syaoran really let someone who had done something like that to her into his home? The answer was no, he most defiantly wouldn't.
But the second his eyes meet hers, the same black eyes the had bored into hers just last night, making her feel empty and dirty and worthless, she knew and was terrified. It was him, how could this be happening?
Sakura knew the right thing to do would be to fight back, call upon her cards and destroy that evil man right where he stood. But she could do nothing but shake. Horrible memories rushing through her mind, blinding her with images she would just as soon forget.
His black eyes were mocking, bragging. He remembered, how could he not, and he was proud.
Run, run run run run run!!! Was the only command comprehensible to her brain and she dashed to complete it, turning and taking a step.
A pair of arms caught her around the waist and she wanted to scream. Her captor pulled her to his chest and she relaxed; it was Syaoran, she could tell by aura. But at the same time she felt another aura, a new one, eerily similar to Syaoran's but different all the same. It was Ping. He possessed magic.
Oh God, how was that possible? What if it happened again? He had magic that he could use against her, and now, now… More images. She cringed and turned her mind over to the hysterics that were threatening.
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"Li-kun, what's happening to her?" Tomoyo demanded in a shrill voice, watching her friend sob helpless and shake uncontrollably.
"I don't know." He admitted, tightening his hold on her, stroking her hair, talking softly to her, trying to do anything that might calm her down.
"Xiao Lang?" Ping's voice drifted over Sakura's sobbing, "Is she going to be all right."
"She's been going through a hard time…" Syaoran said slowly, not knowing if he should be telling his cousin what was really going on.
"I'm going to take her to your bedroom Li-kun, okay?" Wondered Tomoyo quietly. He nodded and handed the shaking form of Sakura over to her. The two girls went down the hallway and disappeared into the bedroom.
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"Tomoyo?" Sakura wondered between sobs. Syaoran was no longer holding her, so it must be…
"Hai Sakura, you have to listen to me. Try to calm down, aright?"
Calm down? Calm down?! The man who raped me is standing in the living room (AN: for those of you who didn't get it…) That only made her cry harder.
"Oh Sakura…" Her best friend led her to the bedroom and helped her lye down on the bed. Tomoyo was silent for a little while, thinking. "I'll be right back Sakura-chan." She said softly, leaving her sobbing on the bed while she walked from the room.
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"Li-kun, do you have any sleep pills."
"I do, why?"
"Where are they?"
"In the cupboard but why…"
Tomoyo didn't wait for him to finished, she went to the specified place and got two white pills from the bottle. Filling a glass with water, she walked back towards the bedroom.
Offering them to her still hysteric friend, she instructed, "Take these Sakura-chan, it will make you feel better."
After much coaxing, Sakura complied and soon after she calmed down and eventually feel asleep.
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"I can't believe someone would do something like that to her." Ping muttered, "She seems like such a sweet girl."
"She is." Syaoran replied, just having finished telling Sakura's tale. Tomoyo was walking from the bedroom, looking dejected but satisfied.
"Daidouji, did you give Sakura…"
She nodded, "Hai, I think she needed them."
Normally, Syaoran wouldn't see it as right to drug a person, but if it helped Sakura calm down and rest… "Is she sleeping."
"Hai."
He sighed. My poor Sakura..
*************(Note: it's late, I'm getting lazy, it's. Not much else happened that day, Sakura stayed drugged, Tomoyo went home (reluctantly) and Syaoran invited his cousin to stay the night since he had nowhere else to go.)
Sakura awoke to darkness; she was in Syaoran's bed again, but why. She rolled over, trying to get back to sleep, but felt something that made her freeze. A hand ran across her face and down her cheek, stopping at her neckline.
"You've had people terribly worried, Sakura." Purred a deep voice that made her shiver in fear.
No… Please…
"Are we cold, little cherry blossom? You're shaking."
Go away. Leave me alone, please…
She couldn't speak, couldn't yell, couldn't do anything but lay there froze.
The man chuckled, "We still have negotiations to make, my Sakura. But not tonight. I think you've had enough excitement for one night." The hand was brushed back up the way it came and then was gone.
"Good night Cherry Blossom, and sweat dreams." Ping chuckled, getting to his feet and walking back to the door.
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****DISCLAIMER*** DON"T OWN IT
Once again, little box thing equals the ... !!!
Syaoran nervously paced his apartment, looking periodically from the door to the phone and back to the door. Why hadn't anyone called yet? He was worried sick about Sakura, what if something had happened that he didn't know about? What if…? No, don't even think about that.
It's only been ten minutes since they left, baka, that's why you haven't heard. They're probably still in the waiting room. He sighed, knowing that was true; but it still didn't make him any less tense. If I don't stop with the pacing soon I'm going to ware a whole through my carpet. Syaoran thought wryly. They probably won't even be seeing her for another half an hour, and then who knows how long till she comes out. Baka doctors, don't they understand how… Oh, never mind.
He continued pacing for a few minutes more before he couldn't spend his entire day like this. A walk; it would help me think and get rid of some of this nervous energy. But the thought of not being here, just in case Tomoyo or Sakura happened to call, wasn't at al pleasing. I do have that cell phone. He reminded himself, jogging to the bedroom to pull out the machine from under piles other useless junk. Finding it, he checked the batteries, nodding in approval when it still worked.
So Syaoran headed out the door and into the brisk winter air. There were still drifts of snow covering the side walk, but the cold didn't bother him. He had been trained to endure the worst of the elements.
Thoughts circled around his mind, mostly of the same topic; Sakura. His mind had been deprived of her for so long that it drank up every new image and memory of her gratefully. He recalled last night, how comfortable and right it had seemed to hold her, the joy he felt when she hugged him, the sorrow and fear in her eyes when she woke up from that bad dream…
"Damn it, whoever did this to her will pay. I will kill them myself." He muttered to himself, "Once I find out who…"
"Xiao Lang, what are you doing here in Japan?"
Syaoran's head snapped up at the sound of that familiar voice. He examined the man standing before him and shook his head in belief when it turned out to be his eighteen year old cousin Ping (AN: yes, I was watching Mulan, so sure me.)
"You know the clan sent me here." He replied, cringing when he thought about it, "Why are you here?"
The burly Chinese youth smile, "It's a secret, can't tell."
Of all his relatives, Ping was the one who had gotten as close to Syaoran as anyone in Hong Kong could get. When he was a younger, he had acted as an older brother and still was one of the only people Syaoran trusted completely.
Just then, Syaoran's cell phone rang and he answer it quickly, "How is she?" He demanded.
"Hello to you too Li-kun." Tomoyo chuckled.
She was in a joking mood, that was probably a good thing. "Is she all right?" He demanded again.
"All right, I don't know." She replied sadly, "If you're referring to the appointment then yes, all tests came back negative." She stressed the third word and he sighed in relief. "But I'm still worried about her. The doctors tried to talk to her, but she wouldn't say a word. How can we help her if we don't know what's wrong."
"We know what's wrong, Daidouji." He pointed out.
"I know but… Oh, you know what I mean."
He nodded, then upon remembering that she couldn't hear him said, "Hai."
"What I was meaning to ask is can you talk to her."
"Me?!"
"She really trusts you now Li-kun; I think you were always the one she could be the most open with."
And then I ruined it all by running away.
Tomoyo took the silence as a negative. "You have to at least try. Please Li-kun…"
"I was going to say yes if you gave me a minute." He mumbled.
"That's good because we're coming to your house right now. We should be there in a few minutes."
That means I've gota get back… "Bye Li-kun, see you in a bit." And without another word the line went dead.
Syaoran glanced from the phone in his hand to his cousin. "Do you want to come back to my apartment with me? My friends are coming to visit and they'd be really glad to meet you." And it would probably cheer Sakura up a bit…
Ping smiled, "Sure, sounds like it'd be a good time."
The cousins made it back to the Syaoran's apartment with time to spare, so they launched into an involving discussion about marital arts, which was interrupted by the door bell.
"That's probably them."
He walked to the door and opened it, revealing Tomoyo and Sakura. "Hello again, Syaoran-kun." Sakura greeted him, giving him a small but genuine smile and a hug, which surprised him. Tomoyo didn't squeal 'kawaii' as was expected, but stood there with a sad look on her face.
"How did everything go, Sakura-chan?" He wondered, although he already knew.
"Normal, no… complications…" (AN: Hope you all get what 'complications' I'm talking about… if not e-mail me and I'll explain.)
So she had been dreading it too… It looked like Sakura wasn't as naïve as they all suspected… He could have killed himself for that thought when the double meaning became apparent.
"I'm glad." He replied earnestly, escorting her inside. "I have someone I want both of you to meet; my cousin Ping."
Sakura looked up at him questioningly. It was working, he observed. This temporary distraction was making her forget… "I didn't know you had any other cousins besides Meilyn."
"I do, Ping has been like a brother to me."
"That's so touching Xiao Lang." Ping joked, as they entered the room, he stood up and looked at the two girls, preparing to bow (AN: is bow spelled the same was as bow, like as in tying a bow in a ribbon? I just confused myself…)
Sakura froze completely, eyes locked on Ping.
"Sakura-chan, are you okay?" Tomoyo wondered with concern.
She began shaking furiously and her lip began to tremble, green eyes wide with obvious fear.
"Sakura?" Syaoran demanding, but still she didn't reply. "Sakura, say…" She twirled around with amazing speed and made as if to bolt away, but Syaoran caught her and held her firmly against her chest.
Her eyes were squeezed shut, tears running from the corners of her eyes.
It pained Syaoran to see her like this, and he knew what it was all about. Damn whoever did this to her; would his Sakura ever be the same?
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Okay, that's the end of the chapter but I'm not done writing, that was just a really great place to stop. Any guess as to why Sakura broke down like that? Find out in the next chapter!
J/K!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SERIOUSLY, I'M NOT THAT CRUEL!!!
Sakura saw him as soon as she walked into the room. His voice had sounded deadly familiar, but she convinced herself that it wasn't him it was Syaoran's older cousin. Would Syaoran really let someone who had done something like that to her into his home? The answer was no, he most defiantly wouldn't.
But the second his eyes meet hers, the same black eyes the had bored into hers just last night, making her feel empty and dirty and worthless, she knew and was terrified. It was him, how could this be happening?
Sakura knew the right thing to do would be to fight back, call upon her cards and destroy that evil man right where he stood. But she could do nothing but shake. Horrible memories rushing through her mind, blinding her with images she would just as soon forget.
His black eyes were mocking, bragging. He remembered, how could he not, and he was proud.
Run, run run run run run!!! Was the only command comprehensible to her brain and she dashed to complete it, turning and taking a step.
A pair of arms caught her around the waist and she wanted to scream. Her captor pulled her to his chest and she relaxed; it was Syaoran, she could tell by aura. But at the same time she felt another aura, a new one, eerily similar to Syaoran's but different all the same. It was Ping. He possessed magic.
Oh God, how was that possible? What if it happened again? He had magic that he could use against her, and now, now… More images. She cringed and turned her mind over to the hysterics that were threatening.
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"Li-kun, what's happening to her?" Tomoyo demanded in a shrill voice, watching her friend sob helpless and shake uncontrollably.
"I don't know." He admitted, tightening his hold on her, stroking her hair, talking softly to her, trying to do anything that might calm her down.
"Xiao Lang?" Ping's voice drifted over Sakura's sobbing, "Is she going to be all right."
"She's been going through a hard time…" Syaoran said slowly, not knowing if he should be telling his cousin what was really going on.
"I'm going to take her to your bedroom Li-kun, okay?" Wondered Tomoyo quietly. He nodded and handed the shaking form of Sakura over to her. The two girls went down the hallway and disappeared into the bedroom.
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"Tomoyo?" Sakura wondered between sobs. Syaoran was no longer holding her, so it must be…
"Hai Sakura, you have to listen to me. Try to calm down, aright?"
Calm down? Calm down?! The man who raped me is standing in the living room (AN: for those of you who didn't get it…) That only made her cry harder.
"Oh Sakura…" Her best friend led her to the bedroom and helped her lye down on the bed. Tomoyo was silent for a little while, thinking. "I'll be right back Sakura-chan." She said softly, leaving her sobbing on the bed while she walked from the room.
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"Li-kun, do you have any sleep pills."
"I do, why?"
"Where are they?"
"In the cupboard but why…"
Tomoyo didn't wait for him to finished, she went to the specified place and got two white pills from the bottle. Filling a glass with water, she walked back towards the bedroom.
Offering them to her still hysteric friend, she instructed, "Take these Sakura-chan, it will make you feel better."
After much coaxing, Sakura complied and soon after she calmed down and eventually feel asleep.
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"I can't believe someone would do something like that to her." Ping muttered, "She seems like such a sweet girl."
"She is." Syaoran replied, just having finished telling Sakura's tale. Tomoyo was walking from the bedroom, looking dejected but satisfied.
"Daidouji, did you give Sakura…"
She nodded, "Hai, I think she needed them."
Normally, Syaoran wouldn't see it as right to drug a person, but if it helped Sakura calm down and rest… "Is she sleeping."
"Hai."
He sighed. My poor Sakura..
*************(Note: it's late, I'm getting lazy, it's. Not much else happened that day, Sakura stayed drugged, Tomoyo went home (reluctantly) and Syaoran invited his cousin to stay the night since he had nowhere else to go.)
Sakura awoke to darkness; she was in Syaoran's bed again, but why. She rolled over, trying to get back to sleep, but felt something that made her freeze. A hand ran across her face and down her cheek, stopping at her neckline.
"You've had people terribly worried, Sakura." Purred a deep voice that made her shiver in fear.
No… Please…
"Are we cold, little cherry blossom? You're shaking."
Go away. Leave me alone, please…
She couldn't speak, couldn't yell, couldn't do anything but lay there froze.
The man chuckled, "We still have negotiations to make, my Sakura. But not tonight. I think you've had enough excitement for one night." The hand was brushed back up the way it came and then was gone.
"Good night Cherry Blossom, and sweat dreams." Ping chuckled, getting to his feet and walking back to the door.
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