*I don't own Card Captor Sakura or any of the original characters.
*Keep in mind that everyone is 17.
Destiny Challenged
Chapter 8
Amora
First Strike
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Li Syaoran walked down the streets of Tomoeda with his head bowed. Everything was so complicated to him. Why couldn't his life been like that of a normal 17 year old? Even the weather reflected his mood. It was raining softly but he didn't care. He had other things on his mind.
It was clear that Sakura's boyfriend would try and make this year a living hell for him. The glares and looks that he received from Jutsun were almost amusing. Almost. He knew that any tension between Jutsun and himself would only hurt Sakura. He couldn't stand imagining the look of pain on her face, and had promised long ago that he would never hurt her in any way.
The soft rain continued to lure him deeper in concentration. Syaoran had long ago discarded the idea of forgetting about her. It just wasn't possible. He had thought it had been just a childhood infatuation. Years passed but his feelings remained the same. He awoke one night after dreaming about her yet again and came to a startling conclusion. He was in love. The future leader and seemingly invincible Li Syaoran who showed no compassion for anyone except for a chosen few family members was in love with a simple yet elegant girl named Sakura Kinomoto.
At first he denied the fact vigorously. It just couldn't be true. Yet the more he thought about it the more of the truth it became. He would give anything to have her love him back. He would sacrifice everything he was, everything he is, and everything he will be just to be with her. After finally realizing this, she was taken.
'Kuso! You idiot. Why couldn't you realize earlier!?' Syaoran reprimanded himself. He had thought of this many times beforeand came to the same conclusion. All he wanted was to see her happy. If she didn't return his affection then so be it. He would always love her and protect her even if she was with someone else. As long as that person was the one she truly loves.
After escaping from his moment of epifany, he realized he was being followed. He had let his guard down during his train of thoughts. Cursing silently, he turned around and came face to face with Eriol Hiiragizawa.
"So we meet again...Li Syaoran," Eriol spoke softly. Syaoran stared in shock for a moment before replying. There was no use playing dumb. By the looks of Eriol's face, he already knew.
"Hiiragizawa," Syaoran said simply. At that, Eriol nodded and gave him his trademark smile. The one that scared him when he was little. However, it no longer intimadated him in the least. Syaoran had long released the hostile feelings he had towards his "ancestor". Thinking hard, he came up with absolutely nothing to hold a grudge on. Technically, Eriol was family.
"I congratulate you Li-kun, on an identity well hidden. You had even me fooled for a while," Eriol stated with a smirk on the last part. Raindrops fell on his purple hair making it glimmer in the lights of the nearby stores. "But theres one thing that's bothering me. Why?"
Syaoran stared at the half reincarnation of Clow while pondering his answer. Eriol had changed so much over the years. He had grown almost as tall as Syaoran with only an inch in difference. His deep blue eyes radiated intelligence and wisdom beyond his years but he hadn't lost his boyish charm or sense of humor. His smile could make any girl in Seijou swoon, but unfortunately for them, he was taken by one Tomoyo Daidouji, partner in crime since the 5th grade.
"Let's talk in there," Syaoran replied motioning to a nearby coffee shop. "If we stand out here any longer, one or both of us are going to catch pneumonia." Eriol nodded and they both made their way inside.
"What would you like today?" a waiter asked Eriol as they both sat down.
"I'll have a cup of Earl Grey tea."
"Very well sir. You?" he turned to Syaoran.
"Hot chocolate for me." With that the waiter wrote the orders and left. Eriol waited patiently for Syaoran to began his explanation.
"The reason I'm here is because the elders sent me here," Syaoran began. "To protect the Card Mistress. That was my mission and also my punishment for failing my original mission. I was not allowed to assume leadership in the clan before I completed the tasks that are presented to me. However, I don't think that was the sole reason they sent me here..." Syaoran trailed off as if debating if he should go on. Eriol stared at him expectingly.
Syaoran took a deep breath and continued. "It appears that after so many countless leaders of the Li-clan have been manipulated by the wishes of the elders, they have come to expect it. My suspicion is they are trying to get rid of me somehow because they know that they won't be able to control me as they have everyone else."
"So you think you were sent to Japan to be 'removed' by some suicide mission?" Eriol asked surprised that it had come to this. In all his memories of the Li-clan from Clow to present, nothing of the sort has ever happend before. Sure there was manipulation and backstabbing but never to this level. Syaoran nodded grimly.
Eriol digested this bit of information but something else was nagging him about Syaoran's explanation. "Where does Sakura fit into this? You mentioned that the elders sent you here to protect the Card Mistress."
"I don't know. Perhaps they think I would be desperate enough to try and steal the cards again or maybe that was the only logical explanation of sending me to Japan that they could come up with. There's one thing I'm certain of though. The elders are not acting alone."
"What do you mean?" Eriol asked alarmed. For the Li-clan elders to be against you was bad enough. But for someone to be controling them...
"There's no way that the elders could summon a demon like the one I fought at Tomoeda Fair. They would have to be messengers or have allied themselves with some greater power."
"So that was you," Eriol said amused. "I should have known that nobody else would be so crazy as to dress up like a clown and jump on the back of a flying demon. To save her no less."
Syaoran looked away before replying. "It was my mission. Even though they are trying to kill me, I couldn't fail what I was sent here to do."
Eriol grinned at the reply Syaoran gave him. So typical of his cute little descendant. "It's true that it was your mission to protect her, but was that the only reason you jumped into the battle so readily?"
Syaoran looked at Eriol and saw the twinkle in his eyes before smiling ruefully. "How perceptive you are Hiiragizawa. I suppose some things never change, but that's good. I need a constant in life right now. Everything is getting so complicated."
"How true. But tell me this. Why are you hiding your identity from everyone? Going as far as changing your physical features. Even hiding your aura."
Syaoran suddenly remembers something and panics. "Did you tell anyone else about me being in Japan? It's really important that you don't!"
Eriol shakes his head and Syaoran sighs in relief. "I treat it as an element of surprise." Syaoran explained. "The enemy knows what I look like so I have to hide myself physically and magically. This also helps me avoid certain unnecessary complications..." he trailed off looking a little embarrased.
"Ah, I see," Eriol replied knowing what Syaoran was trying to say. "No I haven't told anyone. Her included. So do you still have feelings for her?"
Syaoran looked even more embarrased but relieved and nodded. "I guess I haven't gotten rid of them yet. I don't even know if I can." he said scratching his head. "But none of that matters anymore. I waited too long," he concluded sadly.
Eriol looked thoughtful for a moment, before glancing at his watch. "Well I've got to go. But always remember this; nothing is impossible. Especially for a descendant of mine." With that he finished his drink, paid the bill, and walked out leaving Syaoran to ponder his last words.
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Sakura stepped over a big puddle while walking home from the movies with Jutsun. She glanced at her boyfriend who held the only umbrella between the two. Her right side was completely soaked because she didn't have enough cover from the rain. To her surprise, Jutsun was completely dry and had it directly over himself. She wondered if he was doing this on purpose. For the past few days he had been extra careless towards her. Even the date that they went on tonight had left her miserable.
"Jutsun-kun," she said trying to start up a conversation. The silent walk home was very uncomfortable. "What's wrong with you lately? How come you're acting like this?"
"Wrong? I'll tell you what's wrong. You hanging around that new baka too much. What's his name? Li?"
"Shaolang-kun is my friend. Besides, he's new here to Tomoeda and needs someone to show him around. What's the problem with that?" Sakura said immediately defending Syaoran from her seemingly unreasonable boyfriend.
"And another thing!" Jutsun yelled. "Why are you calling him by his first name already? I don't want you hanging around him anymore. Understand?"
Sakura was startled at what he had just said but quickly regained her composure. "No I don't understand. Who are you to tell me who I can and can't spend time with?" she demanded.
"I'm your boyfriend, that's who! Or have you forgotten that simple fact already since you're clinging on to the bastard from Hong Kong?" Jutsun screamed as they approached his house on their way to hers. Without another word he turned towards his door and went inside leaving her in the rain for the few blocks to her house, speechless.
"Is this really how you want it? It's over between us! It's over..." Sakura trailed off with tears streaming down her cheeks bluring her vision. She ran blindly towards her house not paying attention to anything else. Rain was now pouring down and she couldn't see 5 feet in front of her.
"So you are Sakura Kinomoto!" a voice boomed over the noise of the heavy downpour. Sakura stopped running and looked around. A figure appeared from the shadows to her left. So many things ran across her mind that she did the first thing she thought of. She ran.
The shadow was faster than her, and caught Sakura by the wrist, flinging her into a nearby wall. Without a moment's hesitation, the shadow pulled out a dagger and stabbed her in the leg. She fell with excruciating pain and screamed. The eyes of her attacker darkened.
"Shut up bitch!" he yelled as he slaped her across the face. "Nobody will hear you! It would please my master greatly to learn of your death."
As he moved in for the kill, Sakura was crying hysterically. She didn't have her wand, her cards, or any weapons. She was paralyzed with pain and helpless. Her vision was growing dizzy from the blood loss. With one final breath before falling unconscious she screamed for help.
"Help me! Sy..ao..ran..."
*******
Once Syaoran left the coffee shop, the rain started pouring. It came down like sharp needles that hit him in the head mercelessly. He ignored the storm and thought of what Eriol had said.
'Nothing is impossible. Especially for a descendant of mine'
Why was Eriol always so mysterious? Like old times, he could never give a straight answer. Suddenly, his thoughts were interupted by a scream. He knew that it wasn't a physical scream. The heavy rain drowned out all noise outside of 4 feet from him. It came from within his heart.
'Help me!'
'Hey isn't that...' he thought.
'Sy..ao..ran...'
'Sakura!' he concluded and dashed off. He had no idea where he was going but let his heart take him. He ran as fast as he could and with enhanced abilities after years of training, he appeared as a blur to the average eye. In a matter of seconds, he approached where his instinct had taken him. A figure garbled in black was about to deliver the final blow to Sakura who was now unconscious. Syaoran's anger flared along with his aura. The figure turned suddenly, surprised at the sudden appearance of a new power. His surprise was met with Syaoran's sword which had descended with deadly accuracy. The figure jumped out of the way but was cut in the arm. It screamed in fury and pain.
Wasting no time, Syaoran delivered a kick to the chest of his opponent as hard as he could sending him flying into a nearby wall. Pressing his advantage, Syaoran jumped in for another attack but was met with a barrier. A black shield shocked him and threw him back to the ground. As he hit the ground, his sword flew out of his hand flying a few feet away.
Seeing Syaoran on the ground, the figure lept in for the kill. The dagger descended and met with the soft flesh of Syaoran's shoulder. Screaming in agony, Syaoran was met with another cut on the cheek. Just before the dagger reached his heart for the third strike, Syaoran managed to kick his attacker off of him.
Ignoring the extreme pain of his shoulder and cheek, he chanted one of his favorite spells.
"Di Xia Hwa Sho!" A huge ball of fire erupted from his palm and was aimed directly at his opponent. It hit with deadly accuracy, burning the figure it consumed. Quickly, it conjured a water spell and doused himself.
Realizing what was going on, Syaoran made a leap for his sword and stood his ground. He could tell that the shadow figure was mad. Very mad. It's green eyes burned of hatred under the darkness of his hood. With an inhuman cry, it charged.
Syaoran's green aura flared to new proportions as he concentrated all his power and anger into his next attack. The tip of his sword glowed white and Syaoran swung it in a deadly arc. A beam of white light erupted from it's tip while it was descending creating a blade. It traveled at incredible speeds and hit the figure knocking it 20 feet back into a wall...and through it.
Syaoran charged towards the now prone figure but stopped as a portal opened. He wanted so much to kill the mysterious person but couldn't find the strength to get there before it jumped into the portal and escaped.
"We shall meet again Li Xiao Lang!" it shouted before disappearing.
Syaoran cursed and fell to his knees due to anger, exaustion, and pain. Looking around, he spotted Sakura leaning on the wall still unconscious. Gritting his teeth, he made his way over to her. Seeing her wound, he took off his shirt ignoring his own wounds to address hers. With a grunt of effort and pain, he picked her up and carried her to her house.
He knew where she lived. He had been there seven years ago. Sighing, he physically and mentally prepared for a confrontation with Touya. Ringing her doorbell, he stood there and took a glance at her. Her face was pale. Probably from fear or blood loss. He was still staring at her when an all too familiar voice and remark broke the silence.
"What have you done to my sister you bastard!"
Syaoran looked up to see a fuming Touya glaring at him. If this was a normal encounter, he would have glared back but he wasn't in the mood right now. Instead, he gave Touya a weak smile and handed him Sakura. He turned to leave without a word.
Touya was angry and started to yell at the mysterious kid but stopped when he saw his shoulder. Anger turned to confusion as he realized what must have happend.
"Hey who are you?" he demanded.
Syaoran turned around and answered him simply. "I'm her friend from school." Without further explanation, he disappeared into the rain.
A/N: Just in case you are confused, the shadow figure was Shinjee.
Please review. I really like all of them I'm getting and it helps me write the story better. Thanks.
*Keep in mind that everyone is 17.
Destiny Challenged
Chapter 8
Amora
First Strike
*******
Li Syaoran walked down the streets of Tomoeda with his head bowed. Everything was so complicated to him. Why couldn't his life been like that of a normal 17 year old? Even the weather reflected his mood. It was raining softly but he didn't care. He had other things on his mind.
It was clear that Sakura's boyfriend would try and make this year a living hell for him. The glares and looks that he received from Jutsun were almost amusing. Almost. He knew that any tension between Jutsun and himself would only hurt Sakura. He couldn't stand imagining the look of pain on her face, and had promised long ago that he would never hurt her in any way.
The soft rain continued to lure him deeper in concentration. Syaoran had long ago discarded the idea of forgetting about her. It just wasn't possible. He had thought it had been just a childhood infatuation. Years passed but his feelings remained the same. He awoke one night after dreaming about her yet again and came to a startling conclusion. He was in love. The future leader and seemingly invincible Li Syaoran who showed no compassion for anyone except for a chosen few family members was in love with a simple yet elegant girl named Sakura Kinomoto.
At first he denied the fact vigorously. It just couldn't be true. Yet the more he thought about it the more of the truth it became. He would give anything to have her love him back. He would sacrifice everything he was, everything he is, and everything he will be just to be with her. After finally realizing this, she was taken.
'Kuso! You idiot. Why couldn't you realize earlier!?' Syaoran reprimanded himself. He had thought of this many times beforeand came to the same conclusion. All he wanted was to see her happy. If she didn't return his affection then so be it. He would always love her and protect her even if she was with someone else. As long as that person was the one she truly loves.
After escaping from his moment of epifany, he realized he was being followed. He had let his guard down during his train of thoughts. Cursing silently, he turned around and came face to face with Eriol Hiiragizawa.
"So we meet again...Li Syaoran," Eriol spoke softly. Syaoran stared in shock for a moment before replying. There was no use playing dumb. By the looks of Eriol's face, he already knew.
"Hiiragizawa," Syaoran said simply. At that, Eriol nodded and gave him his trademark smile. The one that scared him when he was little. However, it no longer intimadated him in the least. Syaoran had long released the hostile feelings he had towards his "ancestor". Thinking hard, he came up with absolutely nothing to hold a grudge on. Technically, Eriol was family.
"I congratulate you Li-kun, on an identity well hidden. You had even me fooled for a while," Eriol stated with a smirk on the last part. Raindrops fell on his purple hair making it glimmer in the lights of the nearby stores. "But theres one thing that's bothering me. Why?"
Syaoran stared at the half reincarnation of Clow while pondering his answer. Eriol had changed so much over the years. He had grown almost as tall as Syaoran with only an inch in difference. His deep blue eyes radiated intelligence and wisdom beyond his years but he hadn't lost his boyish charm or sense of humor. His smile could make any girl in Seijou swoon, but unfortunately for them, he was taken by one Tomoyo Daidouji, partner in crime since the 5th grade.
"Let's talk in there," Syaoran replied motioning to a nearby coffee shop. "If we stand out here any longer, one or both of us are going to catch pneumonia." Eriol nodded and they both made their way inside.
"What would you like today?" a waiter asked Eriol as they both sat down.
"I'll have a cup of Earl Grey tea."
"Very well sir. You?" he turned to Syaoran.
"Hot chocolate for me." With that the waiter wrote the orders and left. Eriol waited patiently for Syaoran to began his explanation.
"The reason I'm here is because the elders sent me here," Syaoran began. "To protect the Card Mistress. That was my mission and also my punishment for failing my original mission. I was not allowed to assume leadership in the clan before I completed the tasks that are presented to me. However, I don't think that was the sole reason they sent me here..." Syaoran trailed off as if debating if he should go on. Eriol stared at him expectingly.
Syaoran took a deep breath and continued. "It appears that after so many countless leaders of the Li-clan have been manipulated by the wishes of the elders, they have come to expect it. My suspicion is they are trying to get rid of me somehow because they know that they won't be able to control me as they have everyone else."
"So you think you were sent to Japan to be 'removed' by some suicide mission?" Eriol asked surprised that it had come to this. In all his memories of the Li-clan from Clow to present, nothing of the sort has ever happend before. Sure there was manipulation and backstabbing but never to this level. Syaoran nodded grimly.
Eriol digested this bit of information but something else was nagging him about Syaoran's explanation. "Where does Sakura fit into this? You mentioned that the elders sent you here to protect the Card Mistress."
"I don't know. Perhaps they think I would be desperate enough to try and steal the cards again or maybe that was the only logical explanation of sending me to Japan that they could come up with. There's one thing I'm certain of though. The elders are not acting alone."
"What do you mean?" Eriol asked alarmed. For the Li-clan elders to be against you was bad enough. But for someone to be controling them...
"There's no way that the elders could summon a demon like the one I fought at Tomoeda Fair. They would have to be messengers or have allied themselves with some greater power."
"So that was you," Eriol said amused. "I should have known that nobody else would be so crazy as to dress up like a clown and jump on the back of a flying demon. To save her no less."
Syaoran looked away before replying. "It was my mission. Even though they are trying to kill me, I couldn't fail what I was sent here to do."
Eriol grinned at the reply Syaoran gave him. So typical of his cute little descendant. "It's true that it was your mission to protect her, but was that the only reason you jumped into the battle so readily?"
Syaoran looked at Eriol and saw the twinkle in his eyes before smiling ruefully. "How perceptive you are Hiiragizawa. I suppose some things never change, but that's good. I need a constant in life right now. Everything is getting so complicated."
"How true. But tell me this. Why are you hiding your identity from everyone? Going as far as changing your physical features. Even hiding your aura."
Syaoran suddenly remembers something and panics. "Did you tell anyone else about me being in Japan? It's really important that you don't!"
Eriol shakes his head and Syaoran sighs in relief. "I treat it as an element of surprise." Syaoran explained. "The enemy knows what I look like so I have to hide myself physically and magically. This also helps me avoid certain unnecessary complications..." he trailed off looking a little embarrased.
"Ah, I see," Eriol replied knowing what Syaoran was trying to say. "No I haven't told anyone. Her included. So do you still have feelings for her?"
Syaoran looked even more embarrased but relieved and nodded. "I guess I haven't gotten rid of them yet. I don't even know if I can." he said scratching his head. "But none of that matters anymore. I waited too long," he concluded sadly.
Eriol looked thoughtful for a moment, before glancing at his watch. "Well I've got to go. But always remember this; nothing is impossible. Especially for a descendant of mine." With that he finished his drink, paid the bill, and walked out leaving Syaoran to ponder his last words.
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Sakura stepped over a big puddle while walking home from the movies with Jutsun. She glanced at her boyfriend who held the only umbrella between the two. Her right side was completely soaked because she didn't have enough cover from the rain. To her surprise, Jutsun was completely dry and had it directly over himself. She wondered if he was doing this on purpose. For the past few days he had been extra careless towards her. Even the date that they went on tonight had left her miserable.
"Jutsun-kun," she said trying to start up a conversation. The silent walk home was very uncomfortable. "What's wrong with you lately? How come you're acting like this?"
"Wrong? I'll tell you what's wrong. You hanging around that new baka too much. What's his name? Li?"
"Shaolang-kun is my friend. Besides, he's new here to Tomoeda and needs someone to show him around. What's the problem with that?" Sakura said immediately defending Syaoran from her seemingly unreasonable boyfriend.
"And another thing!" Jutsun yelled. "Why are you calling him by his first name already? I don't want you hanging around him anymore. Understand?"
Sakura was startled at what he had just said but quickly regained her composure. "No I don't understand. Who are you to tell me who I can and can't spend time with?" she demanded.
"I'm your boyfriend, that's who! Or have you forgotten that simple fact already since you're clinging on to the bastard from Hong Kong?" Jutsun screamed as they approached his house on their way to hers. Without another word he turned towards his door and went inside leaving her in the rain for the few blocks to her house, speechless.
"Is this really how you want it? It's over between us! It's over..." Sakura trailed off with tears streaming down her cheeks bluring her vision. She ran blindly towards her house not paying attention to anything else. Rain was now pouring down and she couldn't see 5 feet in front of her.
"So you are Sakura Kinomoto!" a voice boomed over the noise of the heavy downpour. Sakura stopped running and looked around. A figure appeared from the shadows to her left. So many things ran across her mind that she did the first thing she thought of. She ran.
The shadow was faster than her, and caught Sakura by the wrist, flinging her into a nearby wall. Without a moment's hesitation, the shadow pulled out a dagger and stabbed her in the leg. She fell with excruciating pain and screamed. The eyes of her attacker darkened.
"Shut up bitch!" he yelled as he slaped her across the face. "Nobody will hear you! It would please my master greatly to learn of your death."
As he moved in for the kill, Sakura was crying hysterically. She didn't have her wand, her cards, or any weapons. She was paralyzed with pain and helpless. Her vision was growing dizzy from the blood loss. With one final breath before falling unconscious she screamed for help.
"Help me! Sy..ao..ran..."
*******
Once Syaoran left the coffee shop, the rain started pouring. It came down like sharp needles that hit him in the head mercelessly. He ignored the storm and thought of what Eriol had said.
'Nothing is impossible. Especially for a descendant of mine'
Why was Eriol always so mysterious? Like old times, he could never give a straight answer. Suddenly, his thoughts were interupted by a scream. He knew that it wasn't a physical scream. The heavy rain drowned out all noise outside of 4 feet from him. It came from within his heart.
'Help me!'
'Hey isn't that...' he thought.
'Sy..ao..ran...'
'Sakura!' he concluded and dashed off. He had no idea where he was going but let his heart take him. He ran as fast as he could and with enhanced abilities after years of training, he appeared as a blur to the average eye. In a matter of seconds, he approached where his instinct had taken him. A figure garbled in black was about to deliver the final blow to Sakura who was now unconscious. Syaoran's anger flared along with his aura. The figure turned suddenly, surprised at the sudden appearance of a new power. His surprise was met with Syaoran's sword which had descended with deadly accuracy. The figure jumped out of the way but was cut in the arm. It screamed in fury and pain.
Wasting no time, Syaoran delivered a kick to the chest of his opponent as hard as he could sending him flying into a nearby wall. Pressing his advantage, Syaoran jumped in for another attack but was met with a barrier. A black shield shocked him and threw him back to the ground. As he hit the ground, his sword flew out of his hand flying a few feet away.
Seeing Syaoran on the ground, the figure lept in for the kill. The dagger descended and met with the soft flesh of Syaoran's shoulder. Screaming in agony, Syaoran was met with another cut on the cheek. Just before the dagger reached his heart for the third strike, Syaoran managed to kick his attacker off of him.
Ignoring the extreme pain of his shoulder and cheek, he chanted one of his favorite spells.
"Di Xia Hwa Sho!" A huge ball of fire erupted from his palm and was aimed directly at his opponent. It hit with deadly accuracy, burning the figure it consumed. Quickly, it conjured a water spell and doused himself.
Realizing what was going on, Syaoran made a leap for his sword and stood his ground. He could tell that the shadow figure was mad. Very mad. It's green eyes burned of hatred under the darkness of his hood. With an inhuman cry, it charged.
Syaoran's green aura flared to new proportions as he concentrated all his power and anger into his next attack. The tip of his sword glowed white and Syaoran swung it in a deadly arc. A beam of white light erupted from it's tip while it was descending creating a blade. It traveled at incredible speeds and hit the figure knocking it 20 feet back into a wall...and through it.
Syaoran charged towards the now prone figure but stopped as a portal opened. He wanted so much to kill the mysterious person but couldn't find the strength to get there before it jumped into the portal and escaped.
"We shall meet again Li Xiao Lang!" it shouted before disappearing.
Syaoran cursed and fell to his knees due to anger, exaustion, and pain. Looking around, he spotted Sakura leaning on the wall still unconscious. Gritting his teeth, he made his way over to her. Seeing her wound, he took off his shirt ignoring his own wounds to address hers. With a grunt of effort and pain, he picked her up and carried her to her house.
He knew where she lived. He had been there seven years ago. Sighing, he physically and mentally prepared for a confrontation with Touya. Ringing her doorbell, he stood there and took a glance at her. Her face was pale. Probably from fear or blood loss. He was still staring at her when an all too familiar voice and remark broke the silence.
"What have you done to my sister you bastard!"
Syaoran looked up to see a fuming Touya glaring at him. If this was a normal encounter, he would have glared back but he wasn't in the mood right now. Instead, he gave Touya a weak smile and handed him Sakura. He turned to leave without a word.
Touya was angry and started to yell at the mysterious kid but stopped when he saw his shoulder. Anger turned to confusion as he realized what must have happend.
"Hey who are you?" he demanded.
Syaoran turned around and answered him simply. "I'm her friend from school." Without further explanation, he disappeared into the rain.
A/N: Just in case you are confused, the shadow figure was Shinjee.
Please review. I really like all of them I'm getting and it helps me write the story better. Thanks.