Let Me Blow Ya Mind
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The pink rose bloomed. A gunshot rang. Red splattered on the white rose. The red rose wilted. The pink rose was blown away…
"Sakura!" Nakuru's loud voice shook Sakura out of the trance.
"S-sorry."
"You okay? Your eyes were glazed, and you screamed." Nakuru eyed her carefully.
They were sitting in Eriol's living room, waiting for him to come back from Harukiya. They had been carrying a lively conversation, until a break, and that was when Sakura had had this vision.
Maybe I should tell Nakuru… she's into all that stuff.
"…Nakuru? Have you ever been able to predict the future?"
"Syaoran's going to be fine."
"Who said that this was about him? Just answer my question."
"…Yes. Once. But it might have just been a coincidence. Yes, that was probably it."
"Have you ever had visions?"
"What are you getting at?"
"I think I've seen the future."
***
"What would you do if Sakura were to be shot?" Came that hateful voice. Syaoran hissed.
"I'll kill you."
"She's just fine. I'm just wondering."
"First I'll cut your limbs off. I'll cut off your mouth, and slash your eyes out. But I'll leave your ears, so you can hear me scream."
"Why are you so stuck on me hurting her?"
"I know you will."
"She is such an easy target. God, Eriol could've practically led her into the bedroom."
"Are you saying she's a whore?"
"No, I'm saying she's stupid."
Syaoran lunged, but tripped over his binding, and landed on the floor at her feet. "She lacks so much. I don't know what you see in her."
"You're just jealous."
"Yeah right."
"Then why must you hurt her?"
"…Have you ever heard of Persia?"
"Of course. It's the old empire."
"There are descendants."
"Are you telling me that she's a descendant?"
"Not just that. She's heir to the Persian throne."
"What does it matter? Persia is long gone."
"Not necessarily. The inheritance is worth millions of dollars, and with her first child, she gets it all."
"But… her father is the old heir, right?"
"There is a dark secret within the family. Only Touya and Fujitaka know this, but Sakura was adopted. And so was her mother. Fujitaka saved Nadeshiko Amamiya-"
"Amamiya… why does that sound so familiar?"
"Tomoyo is her second cousin. Not that that has anything to do with Tomoyo. Anyway, Fujitaka Kinomoto saved Nadeshiko just as she was about to get beaten to death. He brought her in, and they married, Fujitaka not knowing of Nadeshiko's pregnancy. Then, about eight and a half months later, Nadeshiko gave birth to Sakura."
"So Fujitaka isn't her real father?"
"Obviously."
She turned on her heel, and went out of the storage room-turned dungeon. Syaoran curled up, and thought about this. So this meant… Sakura was pregnant?
'Did I get her pregnant? I wonder if it's a boy or a girl… how big is Sakura's stomach? Does Fujitaka know? He must, it's got to have been almost two months since we did it…'
Syaoran felt a sudden need to really be with Sakura. A tear trickled down his cheek, and dropped onto the cold floor. He waited until it dried, and rolled over. Did she still love him? She probably was mad at him for not returning. Maybe she got with Eriol after his absence.
Why? Why did it have to be him?
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~*Flashback*~
"But I'm from Tomoeda, and I'm not too high-end. At least not anymore." Sakura remarked, worried. Tomoyo's jaw dropped.
"Seriously? Damn, I would never have guessed…" She trailed off. They walked in silence for awhile. "So how'd ya end up in Harukiya?"
"Hiragizawa's right hand man picked me up, and took me here, because I couldn't see him just yet. And yes, I am Hiragizawa Eriol's girl."
"He's-" They turned around when they heard scuffing along tar, only to see Li sprinting towards them…
~*End of Flashback*~
What had Tomoyo been about to say?
This question had been plaguing Sakura's mind all night. He's drunk? He's a pimp? He's into guys? He likes Barney? He's mine?
Sakura wished desperately that Tomoyo had a phone. Probably something unimportant, otherwise she'd have mentioned something. Should she worry anymore?
Every time that I look in the mirror
all these lines on my face getting clearer
the past is gone
it went by like dusk to dawn
isn't that the way
everybody's got their dues in life to pay
yeah, I know nobody knows
where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
you got to lose to know how to win
half my life's in books' written pages
live and learn from fools and from sages
you know it's true
all the things come back to you
sing with me, sing for the years
sing for the laughter and sing for the tears
sing with me, if it's just for today
maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
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Every time that I look in the mirror
all these lines on my face getting clearer
the past is gone
it went by like dusk to dawn
isn't that the way
everybody's got their dues in life to pay
~*~
'I know there's nothing left.' Tomoyo stared at her reflection. The dirty bathroom was lit up with a candle that she had lit. In her right hand she held a butterfly knife. She pressed it lightly to her wrist, when a warm hand covered hers. The butterfly knife dropped to the floor. She closed her eyes, and swallowed.
"Rape me, do whatever you want, just kill me afterwards." She choked. A small laugh seemed to resound like a chorus from hell.
"Whoever said I'm going to hurt you? I just want you to live on, there's a perfectly horrid shortage of beautiful girls like you around, you know."
Tomoyo turned around to see Eriol Hiragizawa standing there behind her. She clenched her teeth.
"Don't you do that to me!" She hissed. He laughed again, and knelt down on one knee beside her.
"Don't you try to kill yourself; it's not easy saving you, you know."
"Saving me?"
"Well, you're still here aren't you? If I hadn't been there, you'd have undoubtedly killed yourself."
"Do you know how much I want to kill you right now?"
"I have some idea. But I don't understand why you would want to; you'd have to live with it for the rest of your life." He replied, with laughter in his eyes.
"I'm sure you know what that feels like."
His eyes darkened. He looked down at the floor.
"That's why I'm saving you. I saw you sitting here with that knife in you fist, and I felt like if I let you die, it would be like murder."
"You don't know me. Why would you ever want to save me? Why do you care?"
"Just because nobody else has ever cared doesn't mean I won't."
"That's hypocritical of you. I'm sure that you just want to get down my shirt."
"Believe what you want. Just don't try to kill yourself." He said softly. He rose, and walked out of the room. When Tomoyo looked down at the floor for the knife, it was gone.
~*~
Sakura was sitting on the couch early that Monday morning. She didn't have to go to school anymore; she was three and a half months pregnant. [A/N: I jumped ahead in time]
If she had been older, she would still have been in school. But since she was only just barely seventeen, plus the fact that she was just so incredibly skinny, she had to stay home now.
It was depressing. Everyone had gotten used to her pregnancy, so now nobody cared. Nakuru's letters had gone from daily, to weekly, to monthly. Eriol rarely called. She didn't see Rika, Chiharu, or Naoko that much anymore. She hadn't seen Tomoyo in quite along time. She didn't know if Tomoyo was even alive anymore. There were no updates on Syaoran. Fujitaka's work kept him at work all day. Touya was busy with his new boyfriend Yukito.
She was so lonely it was driving her crazy. That strange dream she had never came back.
~*~
'Do you still love me?' Sakura wondered; closing her eyes and letting silent tears fall.
~*~
'Do you still love me?' Syaoran wondered, closing his eyes and lettings silent tears fall.
~*~
"Sakura!" Tomoyo called, as she knocked on the door. There was a click, and Sakura came to the door in her pajamas. She was getting pretty big now, compared to the rest of her body. As soon as she saw Tomoyo, her face lit up, and she threw her arms around her. Tomoyo returned the hug twice as tight.
"I missed you!" Sakura cried. She led Tomoyo inside, and took her coat.
"So, any news on Syaoran?" Tomoyo asked, as they sat down on the couch. Sakura shook her head.
"No. Nakuru hasn't contacted me for… a month now."
"Damn, that's rough."
"Believe me, I know."
There was a long silence. Tomoyo fidgeted with a lock of her raven hair. "…Hey Tomoyo, remember when we first met, and we were walking outside of Harukiya, and Syaoran was running towards us?"
"Yes."
"Well, you were about to say something about Eriol. What was it?"
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End of chapter nine. Nice long (er) chapter. Please review, I'm shooting for 100 by chapter ten. And for those of you who think I'm 'review whoring' I'm not. Reviews means people are reading my story, and if it's not a flame, then they're liking it. I'm not just doing it for the sake of having reviews. When someone gives me a review, I read it and take it into consideration. It's not helpful to me if you review just to say that you think I'm begging for reviews. So, whoever told me that, please, don't be so hypocritical, and next time when you review, actually use the opportunity to give me some constructive criticism. That is what reviews are for, right????