~*~ Author Notes ~*~ Hey everyone! Thank you for reviewing it means so much to me. Well, not too long ago I got a review for Tough Lovin and I've been debating every since then on weather or not I should post up a chapter 6. Well, I've decided to do that and to make things even better I've FINALLY came out of my writers block for Love from Both Sides. See I didn't forget about that fic ^_~. Anyway, last night I was thinking about how I have been writing this fic and it seems like it's going to be one of those never ending stories. So I wanted to get the Reviewers thoughts on this. Do you want it to continue like it is and have it turn out into a never ending story, or do you want me to write a whole day in one chapter. I really need to know cause I'm writing for your enjoyment!

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~*~ Chapter 7 ~*~

I walked until I was sure that we were out of view from everyone. I stopped in dead in my tracks waiting for Syaoran to catch up with me. (Binyaile- Dang what she do? Run from him? Ghetto Princess- No, she just walked really fast. Binyaile- O)

"Something tells me you didn't just walk all the way out here for herbs," I heard Syaoran say from behind me.

I slowly turned toward him and looked him dead in the eyes. "Syaoran.I don't get you. I've only known you for a couple of days or whatever but when I first met you, you seemed like the nicest person in the world to me.well, next to Tomoyo and Eriol, but that's not the point." I bent down and began picking some of the many herbs I was going to need. "Now.you seem like this big confusing jerk. Do you really hate me that much so soon?" I asked him standing upright again.

Syaoran had this somewhat shocked look on his face. "Look I'm sorry about earlier, I was just a little scared ok! If I was to go back to her Majesty- "

"STOP!" I yelled at him. "I can't take it anymore. I'm so sick and tired of being reminded that I'm a Princess. I hate it." Syaoran took a few steps toward me and put his hands on my shoulders and looked at me with this really hard glare.

"Listen PRINCESS, that is something your going to have to get used to. It's who you are no matter what anyone says, and if you don't like then tough, that's life!"

I felt the tears start coming up in my eyes (Everyone- starts singing Justin Timberlake's song Cry me a River.) Everything that he said had truth in it but I didn't want to believe so. I know before I thought that I might be able to accept this but I now I know for a fact that I can't accept it. I don't want to accept it.

"Sakura.please don't cry," Syaoran begged me wiping away the tears flowing from my eyes. I turned my head so I couldn't look at him but he took his hand and moved my head back so that he could look at me again. "I'm sorry. I don't hate you," he told me shaking his head. "I hate Cobra," he added matter-of-factly. It kind of made me laugh like he had probably planned for it to. "Now, why would you think I would hate you?" he asked me.

I looked at him and blinked my eyes. The word moron kept flashing in my mind. "Syaoran, I still don't understand. To me, it's like your channeling all of your anger out on me directly-"

Syaoran cut me off by placing a finger on my lips. I felt a weird tingling sensation go down my spine making me shiver. Syaoran must have thought I was cold cause he took off his deer hide jacket and wrapped around my shoulders. "Sakura, once again I'm sorry." He sighed deeply and looked down for a little and then back up to my eyes. "You did make me extremely mad earlier." I could hear the anger in his voice again.

"What did I do?" I asked. I couldn't remember one thing I did to him to make him mad at me.

"You out in front of my sword!" He yelled. Oh yeah.I did do that didn't I?

"I'm sorry! Cobra did save me from that demon thingy, least I could do was save his life from being ran through with a sword!" I shot back. Syaoran winced a bit when I mentioned the demon attacking us. I should have known better not to bring up the demon. Especially when most of the only family that Syaoran knew was now dead because of me.

"Yeah.I guess I'm just not fit to protect you like I'm suppose to. Maybe I should let Cobra do my job," Syaoran said clearly hurt about the fact that he didn't save me like he was suppose to.

"Syaoran.I didn't mean it like that." I said trying to reach out to him, but he jerked away from me and it hurt like Hades when he did.

"Of course you did," Syaoran said turning to walk away. "I'm not stupid Sakura."

"Well, you must be to believe that I would have someone who tried to." I struggled a bit trying to find the appropriate words to put what I was about to say, "touch me in my unmentionables." I finished.

Syaoran turned around and faced me again. "Yet you don't know me that well," Syaoran said getting that glint in his eyes that he had when he played that trick on me earlier. He started walking over to me again with this really dangerous look on his face. I put on a brave face and stood my ground with shaky legs, trembling arms, and a pounding heart.

"So.what's your point?" I asked him looking at him full in the face.

"My point is, Sakura, that you put trust in people that you don't even know that well. It can and will get you killed if your not careful." Syaoran stood and looked at me as if he was waiting for me to say something.

"I don't trust everyone that I meet," I said looking down knowing well that that was a lie. I had this strange habit of trusting people that I did or didn't know or know very well.

"That's a lie and you know it," he said softly shaking his head as he took a step backward.

"So are you telling me that I shouldn't believe you and the others?" I asked him.

"No, I want you to believe me, Tomoyo and Eriol. You can trust Melin half of the time and that's only if she likes you, but she doesn't so don't trust her at all right now. As for Cobra I don't want you near him," he said pointing a finger at me.

"Syaoran, you are so childish it's sad." I said walking a little deeper in the forest to look for more herbs. "You act like those over protective men at my Home village who think that-" I stopped my self realizing what I was about to say.

"Who think what?" Syaoran asked stepping in front of me.

"Nothing, just forget about it," I said. Maybe I was just about imagining things. I almost said that he acted like those insecure men who think that if another guy comes to talk to his girl they would lose their woman.

"No, I really want to know," he said blocking my way when I tired to side step him.

"Syaoran I don't want to talk about that right now," I told him. I tried to get past him again but gave up.

"Why don't you want to talk about it so suddenly?" he asked.

"Because I just don't, now I have to get the rest of the herbs I need to make enough paste for the wounds," I told him. He moved aside to let me by.

Smiling I continued picking the herbs that I needed and Syaoran sat on a boulder not too far from me and had kept silent the whole time we were there.

When I was finished I looked over at Syaoran, who fell asleep. It was weird because he looked so cute asleep, even though at the moment he didn't look to happy. For all I know he could be having a dream about me trusting Cobra or whatever. I walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder which I immediately pulled back.

I looked down at my hand that was now stained red from.blood! I gasped and saw a huge red spot of his shirt and a deep gash in his shoulder. That would also explain why he groaned when we were leaving the camp. I checked his pulse near his neck, it was faint yet thankfully steady.

"Syaoran, wake up!" I cried smacking him on the face. He didn't stir and I smacked him again harder this time. "Syaoran wake up!" I felt panicky and nauseated all at the same time. He still didn't stir. "Syaoran please don't go into deep sleep," I begged silently. (Binyaile- deep sleep? You sound like one of those really stupid writing that. Ghetto Princess- well, I don't know if the word coma existed or not back in those days so I put deep sleep, get over it. Pushes Binyaile out of her room so she can type more.)

I looked around for something to help me bring him back to his senses. My eyes landed on some stinkweed which I was only too happy to run and grab it and stuck it under Syaoran's nose.

He wrinkled his nose and stirred a bit. "Syaoran, please answer me," I pleaded with him. I didn't want to be out here alone, I hated being alone, it made me want to cry. Syaoran opened his eyes, which looked glazed over probably from the loss of blood, which I have no idea how much he had lost.

"Syaoran why didn't you tell me you were injured?" I asked him throwing the herbs together and grinding them into a paste as quick as I possibly could. He opened his mouth to answer and I cut him off. "Wait don't answer that, I need you to save every ounce of energy you have left." He rested his on his own shoulder and closed eyes. I stopped grinding the herbs and shook him again. "No, don't go back to sleep," I told him when he opened his eyes again he sat there and looked at me like he didn't recognize me. Biting my lower lip I continued grinding the herbs while trying to keep an eye on Syaoran in case he started drifting off again.

When I finished making the paste I grabbed the carving knife I had in my pocket and cut open his shirt near the shoulder wider to make sure I could see all of the gash. It ran from the top of his shoulder down to his shoulder blades and I winced when I noticed just how deep it was. How could Syaoran act like it wasn't there earlier? It makes absolutely no sense what so ever to me.

I took a big scoop of it on my forefinger and placed inside the wound making Syaoran wince. "I'm sorry," I whispered in his ear as I continued to place the paste inside his wound. When I had finished I said a little prayer over his wound and watched it disappear. I turned and looked at Syaoran who looked like he was still trying to focus on me. "Do your eyes hurt?" I asked him holding his bobbing head still with my right hand.

He nodded his head and I dabbed my forefinger in the paste and gently rubbed it on his eyelids. I took my knife and cut the rest of his shirt until I could slip it off him. I blushed a bit because I had never seen a guy without a shirt before but I pushed all that behind me as I checked for more wounds that were on his body. Lucky for me he only a few cuts and scrapes instead of more deep gashes. I didn't even want to rip his pants up looking for wounds like I had done to his shirt so I just checked for rips and if there where any cuts where rips was. (Sounds confusing I know.)

I sighed and watched him slowly drift off back to sleep. This time I let him go to sleep knowing that he would be ok. I got up and gathered more herbs to make up for what I had used on Syaoran and fallen pieces of branches and twigs for fire.

After building the fire I straightened Syaoran out on the boulder into what looked like a comfortable position and I sat on the hard ground leaning against the boulder. Kero poked his head out of my pocket and I nodded my head saying it was ok for him to come out.

"Is he ok?" Kero asked flying up to Syaoran's face. I nodded my head dumbly. "That's good. I think he's an idiot for not saying that he was injured like that," Kero said flying back down in front of the fire.

I remembered the jerky that Cobra had given me earlier and handed a piece to Kero, who gladly accepted. I took a piece and set the rest aside for Syaoran when he woke up.

We sat there in an uneasy silence. I can't remember a time that Kero and I just sat there without talking so this was really weird for me. I heard Kero sigh and he turned around and faced me.

"Sakura, about that kid," he said pointing at Syaoran.

"Yeah, what is it?" I asked him curious and glad to have the silence broken.

"There's something about him. I was listening to your conversation/argument you two were having earlier and." Kero stopped talking and looked back up at Syaoran.

"And." I signaled for him to continue.

"I don' think I'll tell you just yet," he said smiling to himself.

"Tell me what?" I asked him leaning over to look at him.

"It's nothing, I'll tell you when I think your ready," Kero said finding a place to sleep underneath the space the boulder left.

"No, tell me now," I pleaded, but it was useless, Kero had fallen asleep. I sighed a little and rested my head up against the boulder and watched the fire until finally I had drifted off to sleep.





Ok I'm done! I hope you liked it. And remember to review me about how you think I should write this fic, it's very important. I'll be taking up a poll for one whole week and what ever has the most votes that how the fic will be from then on. R&R S&S & E&T FOREVER!!!!!

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