Pretty Baby, Why Can't You See?

By SwEeT AnGeL 1004

Chapter 15: Seeking Revenge

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Sakura blinked.

She paused as she recovered from the shock…and then she remembered it all over again.

No, he couldn't have rejected her…

Sakura sighed and buried her head in her hands.

The scent of Syaoran's cologne wafted up from the bed and she angrily stood up.

'Maybe he's not the right one,' Sakura decided.

She would get over it.

Eventually.

Sakura strode out of the room and didn't bother to close the door nor turn off the lights.

She went to the living room without wondering where Syaoran was, and crawled into her sleeping bag.

Sakura tried to make herself fall asleep…maybe she'd forgot what happened when she woke up.



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Next Morning…only a few hours later…

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Sakura was rolling up her sleeping bag when Meiling and Tomoyo woke up.

Tomoyo looked at her wristwatch and saw that it was only 7 am.

"Ugh, why'd you wake me up so early?" Meiling groaned, "You're always the late one and I'm the early one."

Sakura smiled, "I couldn't sleep."

That was true.

She had only fallen asleep for two hours, and when she had woke up, she hadn't forgotten what had happened.

"Probably because you're sleeping in an unfamiliar place," Tomoyo said wisely, "I'm hungry."

"Yeah, let's make breakfast. Is Eriol and Touya all woken up?" Meiling asked.

Sakura automatically corrected, "Have Eriol and Touya woken up."

"Nerd," Meiling stuck out her tongue and stood up, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Go ahead. I don't need it. I've packed up and ready to go," Sakura gestured to her backpack and rolled sleeping bag.

"Eager to go, are we?" Tomoyo teased gently as she took out her brush from her backpack.

Sakura smiled but inwardly thought, "You have no idea."

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During breakfast, Sakura ate in silence while avoiding Syaoran's gaze.

The whole table was pretty much quiet as they shoveled in pancakes, scrambled eggs and bacon, with a cup of steaming hot cocoa.

"Tsukiro's going on his rounds today. I think he wants us to come with him. And he's expecting the disc, too," Touya broke the silence.

Sakura looked up, interested, "Well, you can't do that."

"We have to," Syaoran said in a bored drawl, "It's our job."

Sakura looked at Syaoran straight in the eye.

She'd show him that she wasn't affected by his seemingly stone cold heart.

"If you do that, the Tsukiro ring will grow more power, while the Noshiko one will get angry. Gang wars will erupt, and Yuki might die," Sakura gestured towards the quiet man who was on the last page of the 1200 page book of his.

Yuki looked up and nodded.

"If we don't do our job, all of us will die," Syaoran retorted, putting an emphasis on the 'all'.

Sakura looked crestfallen. She looked like she had to make a choice between her beloved guardian and her brother, 'sister's boyfriend, and her other 'sister's cousin. Formerly her 'love'.

Eriol, who had been quiet up until them, probably still recovering from his night of binge drinking, said, "Then we only have one choice."

"And that is…" Tomoyo asked.

Eriol looked grim, "Get rid of Tsukiro."

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Touya laughed hollowly, "That'd be the day. I told you, this man is practically immortal. He has so much power, if we even tried to touch him we'd be dead."

Eriol didn't look impressed, "What about all those times we've been alone with him in his office?"

"Yeah," Meiling piped in, "Sakura and I were in there. By ourselves."

Touya scowled at her and Sakura, "That could've been dangerous."

Sakura and Meiling smiled at each other, "Not quite."

Eriol changed the subject back to their objective, "One of Tsukiro's rounds is in the warehouse on the other side of the city. That's where most of the paperwork is. And this time, Tsukiro's only checking up on the quality of the building…so all of the workers leave. And Tsukiro only stays with about five of his men."

Syaoran's eyes seemed to come to life, "That's our chance. We can just attack. We kill Tsukiro, that's the end."

"Maybe," Sakura spoke up.

Syaoran looked at her silently, and Sakura continued, "I don't think that's going to be too easy."

"Wait a minute, who said you guys were going to be involved?" Touya asked.

Tomoyo said, "We can't help it. We are involved no matter what we do."

Eriol nodded, "That's true. If anything happens to us…"

"Which won't," Syaoran said impatiently.

He stood up and strode to his room.

He turned around and said to them, "I'm not just going to sit around trying to plan an unpredictable attack. I'm going to do some action."

"He's right," Meiling nodded.

Sakura suddenly felt frightened, "We're going to go after Tsukiro?"

Syaoran said to Sakura coldly, "You don't have to. We can go on with out you."

Sakura inwardly winced as Syaoran's words stung her heart, but she said stubbornly, "I'm going with you."

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Seven figures stood out in front of a building.

"He's already in…I know it," Syaoran said.

Eriol nodded, "You're right. He's been in there for ten minutes."

"How do you know that?" Sakura inquired.

"I'm his computer man. I have his entire schedule for the week. Pays to be one of his trusted men," Eriol said, and winked at her.

"Just remember," Meiling said softly, "Tsukiro is just human."

Sakura smiled, "A nose is a nose and a jaw is a jaw."

Syaoran blinked as he realized that she was quoting him.

He frowned and crossed his arms.

"Let's go in…" Touya said.

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Seven figures with hands on their guns and knives crept into a building.

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"Where is he?" Meiling whispered.

"Probably in the main building. Right now, we're in the back storage rooms…" Eriol explained.

"Sh…" Touya paused by a box.

He tore it open and tossed out baggies of white powder.

"What the hell is that?" Sakura asked.

"Drugs. More specifically, ground up LSD. Want some?" Touya offered to Sakura.

She backed away, "Heck no. Why would you offer me some?"

Touya grinned crookedly, "LSD causes flashbacks. To your past."

Sakura smiled, "I get it. But no, I don't do drugs."

Yuki who had been quietly walking since they entered the building, shot Touya a look.

Touya chucked, "All right. I'll stop the 'peer pressure'."

Sakura laughed softly, "You did your health homework."

They continued walking and Tomoyo asked, "Don't the police bust these places? I mean, it's so out and open."

Syaoran shook his head, "No. Drug gangs have got a tight grip on the TPD."

Sakura shivered slightly.

It seemed it was just them against Tsukiro. Not even the police could help them.

Sakura stepped slowly to wait for Yuki who was lagging behind.

She tightly held his hand and they continued walking, following Syaoran's lead.

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"Shh," Syaoran held up a hand as they stopped.

Sakura looked around her surrounding area.

The place was similar to the Tsukiro headquarters.

It was designed to have a large, open area in the center (which had heavy crates scattered around), with balconies close to the ceiling (the second floor), wrapping around the room, having doors which led to other rooms.

It was chilling to think what was behind those doors.

"So what are we going to do now?" Sakura asked.

Syaoran looked at her and scowled, "We wait."

Sakura felt a pang in her heart.

Meiling sympathetically whispered, "He's PMSing."

Sakura tried to smile, but she wasn't sure if Meiling was right, or if Syaoran was in a bad mood because she was here.

Did he really dislike her that much?

She didn't think so…but then again, she was naive.

"Hide, for now," Syaoran directed.

Touya scowled, since when had Syaoran become the leader?

Nevertheless, the seven people scattered around the large place.

Sakura stacked several crates and boxes close to the wall and sat down behind it.

Meiling found her and arranged the boxes to make it into a fort, and she sat down next to Sakura.

Sakura gently squeezed her hand and they sighed.

"I have no clue what's going to happen next," Sakura whispered.

Meiling shook her head, "Neither do I."

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Syaoran gripped his hand on the suitcase.

It was the suitcase that had contained the disc, and he was bringing it to Tsukiro.

But, of course, the suitcase had a fake disc that was dud. In fact, Eriol had programmed it to corrupt any computer that tried to open it.

Syaoran sighed slightly, he wasn't sure if this would work.

But…it was better than just sitting around, right?

Right?

Syaoran positioned himself behind some boxes and peered out.

He knew that Touya and Eriol were in that janitorial closet, while Yuki and Tomoyo had hid in the darkness of that corner.

He saw where some boxes had moved and knew that Meiling and Sakura were in there.

Sakura…

Syaoran licked his dry lips as he wondered why he was the only one who was hiding alone while the others were paired up.

Sakura…

All right, his brain wouldn't stop bothering him until he forced himself to deal with Sakura.

He wasn't too surprised that morning when she had kissed him…he had a feeling she had a crush on him…but didn't he, too?

Those times when she kissed him before, when he caught her staring at him, or those times when he had a pounding heart.

And even more, those times when she would catch his eye and flash a smile in his direction.

But he couldn't like her, much less love her.

He had too many other things to take care of…like this 'mission', for example.

Syaoran's muscles tightened when he sensed something.

He watched as a door on the second floor opened and Tsukiro strode out with five cronies who were lined up in a triangle behind him.

Tsukiro said aloud, "This place is pretty good. But remind me to dispatch twenty more workers here. The works getting sloppy, and look at all those fucking boxes scattered around there. Get rid of them as soon as possible."

Syaoran silently flicked off the trigger lock and made sure his gun was loaded and ready to shoot.

"All right, let's leave," Tsukiro said.

"Yes, sir," the men bowed and Tsukiro led the way around the hallway and down the steps to the middle of the warehouse.

BANG!

Syaoran blinked as he saw one of Tsukiro's men down on the floor, a pool of blood surrounding him.

Syaoran instinctively wondered how Sakura was taking it.

Immediately, the four other people and Tsukiro took out their own guns, the good rifles and one tiny machine gun that could probably puncture Sakura in a second.

"Shit, I missed!" Touya's voice filled the air.

Syaoran cursed as Tsukiro recognized the voice and pointed to the general direction it came from, "Kill him."

Touya and Eriol came out of the closet stupidly and raised their hands in the air, "Wait! We have the disc."

Tsukiro cocked his head to the side, "Oh, do you?"

"Yeah, it's right here!" Eriol drew his gun and shot it square in Tsukiro's chest.

The bullet which had been speeding at 120 miles per hour and could've entered and left Tsukiro's body in two point three seconds barely plunked off.

"What is this, Superman?" Meiling whispered to Sakura. They were still in their hiding places.

Tsukiro smirked and asked, "You really think I wouldn't go around wearing a bullet proof vest? There are some things, Eriol, that even you don't know."

Touya quickly ducked as three bullets barely grazed his ear, foot and arm.

"Quick one, eh?" Tsukiro asked. He lifted his gun to shoot at Touya, but Syaoran broke loose and shouted, "Hold on."

"You're in this little revolt, too? I'm guessing someone couldn't keep their mouth shut about some skeletons in this gang's closet," Tsukiro smirked.

Syaoran flashed back an evil grin identical to the one Tsukiro wore, and he said, "You killed my father. And I kill you. The cycle is complete."

"Not so fast," Tsukiro drawled, "You would have to get past me first. And believe me, that's going to be hella hard."

"Not with seven people against five. I believe it's possible," Syaoran said.

Tsukiro raised his eyebrows, "Are you suggesting something?"

"Yes. How about a an all out rumble? No guns, just hand to hand combat," Syaoran said slowly.

Sakura winced, she wasn't sure she could take this.

"Ok. No guns or knives," Tsukiro replied.

He added a question, "And the stakes?"

Syaoran answered grimly, "Winner is the last one standing."

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Syaoran threw his gun to the side and Tsukiro did the same.

Syaoran took out his knife and tossed it, while Tsukiro's bodyguards also threw their weapons to the side.

"Okay. Touya, Eriol," Syaoran said.

They both unarmed themselves, but Touya was trying to signal Syaoran.

He mouthed the words, "What about the girls?"

Syaoran replied, "They'll do fine."

"All right," Syaoran turned to Tsukiro, "Let's get this ready with. I hope you've said your prayers, because you're either going to heaven or hell today."

Tsukiro smirked back, "Never a religious one. Not afraid of death."

Syaoran raised his eyebrows, "So you've come to terms with the fact that you will die today."

Tsukiro shook his head, "I was talking about you."

"All right, enough chit chat!" Meiling strode out of the small place she had been hiding in and Sakura reluctantly followed.

Tomoyo came out of her place with Yuki.

Tsukuro spat at the sight of Sakura and Meiling, "You bitches. I should've known you were involved all along."

"Watch your tongue," Sakura responded, "You're in the presence of ladies."

Tsukiro rolled his eyes, "Let's get this started. I'm eager to finished what I started thirteen years ago."

"Pst! Pair up with a guy and take them down," Meiling whispered to Sakura, "And don't be afraid to kill any of them."

Sakura gulped. She had never wanted to be murderer.

And the fighting began.

It started out slowly, with each person paired up against the enemy and circling each other.

Syaoran had taken the honor or dueling Tsukiro, and they were killing each other with looks and they circled each other with their hands in a stance, measuring the other up.

Meiling was the one who started it first. She wasn't patient and merely slammed a kick into the man she was fighting against.

She quickly ducked a punch, then dropped to the ground in defense of the low kick he had aimed at her.

Sakura was having trouble trying to land a punch, but she knew how to fire herself up.

"Imagine he's Syaoran," Sakura told herself.

She narrowed her eyes and started blowing punches to the man's face, as she whispered angrily, "How could you? You pretty much led me on and I really thought you loved me but I was fooled. All men are the same."

The man who was getting abused was confused by her words.

He was rather stupid, and being entranced by Sakura's beauty and sex appeal, he soon let down his guard and Sakura finished the punches by spinning a direct kick to the man's head.

He dropped down to the ground and another kick made him unconscious.

Sakura smiled, "Safe."

Sakura glanced around and saw that no one needed her help, everyone was doing fine.

And with the bodies groaning on the floor, it seemed that her side was winning.

Until Tsukiro glanced around while blocking a kick to the stomach and was surprised by the fact that the only man standing on his side was being beaten to death by Tomoyo.

Tsukiro punched Syaoran and pulled out a gun that had been concealed in his shirt.

He smirked but Syaoran threw the gun out of his hand and insulted, "Fucker. Never can win without cheating, can you?"

Tsukiro smirked as he quickly got down to the gun.

He fired randomly just as the doors came open and a stream of about twenty more people on Tsukiro's side (back up) came in.

Luckily, they weren't armed (and soon all the other people on the 'good' began to beat them up), but we mustn't forget about the bullet that Tsukiro just sent off.

It flew at the speed of sound to the direction where Sakura and Yuki were…and it passed Sakura by inches while it penetrated Yuki directly in the chest.

Sakura glanced back and screamed as she saw her beloved Yuki fall down to the ground with blood spurting out of his chest.

No one had time to hear her scream through the loud sounds of men fighting against each other, but Sakura immediately collapsed onto the ground next to Yuki.

She gently rubbed his bald head and whispered, "Yuki are you okay? Answer me!"

Yuki merely smiled, a sad smile.

And he opened his lips and began to speak.

Sakura would always remember this moment when she heard Yuki's deep voice, cracking slightly from never using it.

Yuki slowly let the words out of his mouth, as it had been his first time speaking in over 13 years.

"Sakura…"

"Yes?" Sakura was crying and she held Yuki's head in her lap.

"I'm going to be okay. I'm going to a better place. But before I go, promise me you'll be okay," Yuki said.

Sakura said tearfully, the words choking in her throat as the drops of water burned in her eyes, "I promise. Yuki, but don't go…"

Yuki smiled the sad and wistful smile again, "I have to. It's destiny. I love you, Sakura. And tell that to Tomoyo and Meiling…watch out for Meiling for me."

Sakura nodded, "Okay…but Yuki, why? Why didn't you ever talk? Think of how much you couldn't said, why didn't you?"

But before Yuki could answer, his eyes slowly closed and his hand that had been holding Sakura's slipped out of her grasp.

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A young man in his late twenties got out of a bus while he looked on his map.

As he checked the time on his wristwatch, squinting through his glasses, the wind ruffled through his white blond hair.

The man looked down the street and headed towards the police station.

What better way to find a missing person than to start there?

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Sakura didn't hear Tsukiro's men race for the guns laying on the ground and start shooting, or Meiling, Tomoyo, Eriol, Syaoran and Touya take out their knives and extra guns that they, too, had concealed.

She didn't hear them shoot over fifteen of the men menacingly, but she did hear something.

"Sakura, get out of the way!"

It seemed like slow motion as she turned her head and saw Syaoran diving for her as a spray of bullets came her way.

Luckily, she was out of the way when Syaoran had pushed her out of the fire's line, but when her head hit the pavement, she could only see Syaoran's face yelling, "SAKURA!" before all went dark.

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Sakura was in a pitch black area.

"Sakura?"

A sweet, melodious voice sang out.

She whirled around, but in the black nothingness, she couldn't see.

"Who is this? Where am I?"

"Perhaps you'd feel less hostile if…"

Before Sakura could blink, she was in a field of flowers of yellow and orange, with hummingbirds buzzing around her ears ticklishly.

Sakura giggled from the feeling, and the voice laughed along, "I was right."

"Who are you?" Sakura asked.

"Right behind you, honey," a different voice said.

It was deeper and held a warm comforting drift to it.

Sakura slowly turned around.

There a man with graying hair, glasses and a smile was holding hands with a younger woman who had long, brown wavy hair that seemed to accent the sparkle in her eyes.

She was holding a wicker basket with plucked cherry blossoms, and she too, smiled at Sakura.

"Mom?" Sakura instantly recognized the woman.

The woman laughed happily and took a handful of the cherry blossoms and threw them at Sakura, showering her in a sprinkle of blossoms.

And judging from the photos Sakura had 'borrowed', she cought recognize the man, "Dad?"

"It's nice to see you too," Fujitaka chuckled.

"Wait, what are you doing here? You two are dead, aren't you?" Sakura asked, confused.

Nadeshiko laughed, "We can't deny that. But Sakura…the time has come."

"What time?" Sakura hated feeling confused.

"You'll find out soon enough. Sweetie, do you remember when we went fishing that year when you were two? You fell into the water and was scared you couldn't come up, but Touya had put a fishing hook on your shirt tag. He was your savior that day. You kept on following him around, eyes sparkling at your hero, even after he yelled at you for being annoying," Fujitaka recalled.

Sakura laughed, "I don't remember that day, but I remember Daddy telling me that story when I was six."

She realized what she had just said and froze.

Nadeshiko smiled gently, "I told you it was time."

"You mean…" Sakura said slowly, "I've got my memory back?"

Fujitaka nodded, "I won't go into the complicated science things, but when you fell, you hit your head pretty hard. Judging from the fact that Yuki just died, everything had a psychological and physical effect on your brain, which caused that place in your brain that held your memories to come back."

"Yuki's dead," Sakura remembered.

She sat down slowly on the bed of flowers, "He's gone."

Nadeshiko shrugged, "I'm not sure I felt any spirit pass into this world the second before you came in. But if it's any consolation, he's probably in a wonderful place right now."

"Wait a second, I'm in heaven?" Sakura asked.

"Rather, in your subconscious. Your father and I are always in your heart, sweetie. This is just a physical place in another dimension that you can see us. You tapped into it when you fell, honey. I won't get into the physics. I know you failed that course," Nadeshiko winked.

Sakura groaned, "Don't remind me."

Fujitaka sighed, "It's time for you to go now. You probably won't remember this conversation, and who knows when you'll regain consciousness, but you'll get your memory back. And know that we love you and are always with you, Sakura."

"I will," Sakura nodded.

Once more, in the blink of an eye, Sakura was transported back into the nothingness before it all disappeared.

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Meiling stumbled to the ground as her opponent pushed her menacingly.

The knife dropped out of her hand and he picked it up reflexively and tried to stab her on her side.

Meiling barely moved out of the way and used her legs to push him away.

His hands still used the sharp object to slash her leg, causing blood to trickle out.

"You bastard," Meiling growled.

She seemed to get rejuvenated but when she got up, she collided with Touya who was fending off three men with a crate and gun.

The crash sent her thrashing back to the ground, and as she did so her head whipped to the side and she caught a glimpse of a blood covered and very still Yuki, along with a knocked out Sakura.

"Shit," Meiling muttered.

She turned back to the man she had been fighting but found him dead with a bullet hole in his head.

"He was about to get you!"

Meiling looked across the body and saw Tomoyo with a shaking hand and a smoking gun in it.

"You go girl!" Meiling cheered for a second.

Meiling paused for a second as she surveyed the battle scene.

Tomoyo had just shot another man in the stomach who had tried to advance on her, while Eriol was combating hand to hand with two men.

Touya was still fighting the three men, and Meiling decided to help.

She picked up a bloody knife that had been lying around, wiped it off on her shirt and closed one eye as she took aim.

With her excellent skills, she threw the knife with as much force as she could, and it landed on the man's leg, and went straight through.

"Ouch," Meiling wondered how hard exactly she had thrown the knife.

Meiling turned to Tsukiro and Syaoran. They were still going strong and fighting.

Luckily, Tsukiro was disarmed and so was Syaoran, making it a test of strength.

Meiling looked to Eriol who was lying on the floor with a mangled leg.

His eyes were closed, but Meiling decided that he was alive.

As for the rest of them, they were all alive while most of the enemies were either dead or too busted up to fight.

This was too easy. But wait..

Meiling narrowed her eyes and she whipped her head to turn at Yuki and Sakura.

Stalking over to him, she pushed aside Sakura who was clearly breathing, and gently watched Yuki's chest to see if it were rising and falling (just as she had learned in First Aid and in the hospital).

It wasn't.

Meiling took Yuki's thin wrist and to her shock, it was ice cold and there was no pulse.

She promptly fainted, crumbling onto the floor next to Sakura.

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Tomoyo collapsed as she realized she realized that she has just killed someone.

She was a murderer.

Tomoyo's breathing quickened as she panicked, but when she turned and saw Eriol lying on the floor moaning in pain.

"Eriol, baby, are you all right?" Tomoyo asked worriedly.

Eriol grunted and he opened one eye to look at Tomoyo who was lovingly caressing his hand.

"I'm okay. That fucker threw me to the ground and I think it shattered my leg. Thank goodness I shot him dead."

Tomoyo winced as she saw his leg with the bone probably broken in about four places.

"Does it hurt?" Tomoyo asked.

Eriol grimaced, "I'll live through it. But Tomoyo…"

"Yes?" Tomoyo answered, concerned.

He struggled as he took something out of his pocket, and at the sight of it, Tomoyo gasped.

Eriol managed a weak smile as he opened the velvet, silk lined box with the perfect white gold band and square cut diamond, "I took this as a sign of our love. Before we went in here, I thought that if I survived it, we were meant to be together. And I'm still here. So…will you marry me?"

Tomoyo bit her lip as she answered tearfully, "Of course. Why wouldn't I?"

Eriol grinned more broadly despite his pain and gently took off Tomoyo's silver promise ring and slipped the prettier one onto her slender finger.

"I love you," Eriol said.

"Me too," Tomoyo answered happily.

"But--watch out!" Eriol caught sight of a fallen man getting up and aiming his pistol at the happy couple.

Tomoyo closed her eyes as they scooted to the side and heard the bang.

Tomoyo winced when she looked at her leg, "Oh shit."

It was bleeding, staining her pants.

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Syaoran ducked a blow, spun a kick to Tsukiro and moved out of Tsukiro's knife's path. All in a split second.

"I hate your ass right now," Syaoran grunted as he flipped out of the way and tumbled to safety.

"Same to you," Tsukiro replied.

"Why did you kill my father?" Syaoran suddenly asked.

They both paused in a second of fighting before they resumed combating.

"He betrayed me. Just like you. Like father, like son…" Tsukiro snarled as he lunged for Syaoran.

They both fell on the floor, but Syaoran rolled over so that he was on top of Tsukiro.

He aimed his gun at Tsukiro's temple and practically shouted, "But that doesn't give you a reason to kill me."

"What the hell? Of course it does. I killed your father because he betrayed me, you're trying to kill me by betraying me. And I'm going to kill you for that. It's a circle which will be completed once I kill you," Tsukiro grunted.

Syaoran laughed, "With the press of this trigger, you'll be having to pick up bits of your skull that's been blown to pieces in order to kill me."

Tsukiro grimaced, "True."

Syaoran's eyebrows raised, "What?"

"I know. Syaoran…god, this is hard. But I've been a father to you for thirteen years, can't you do the same by sparing me this once? This is hard, begging on my knees to you to spare me."

As Tsukiro was talking, his hand was slowly inching towards a sharp twelve inch knife that was lying only a couple feet from him.

Syaoran softened, "I can't say you did a horrible job. It was honor to my father that made me come all the way here, loyalty to leave everything behind and faith in him to stay."

Tsukiro nodded as his hands grasped on the metal handle of the blade, "Your father was a good man. We started out as mutual friends, but I soon got him into that world you were in."

His hand inched back to his side and Tsukiro ever so slowly lifted the knife, it's sharp side glistening.

"He wanted to leave pretty soon , as soon as he realized that this wasn't the life for him. He was lying to everyone, even you."

Syaoran shrugged, "I was too little to realize."

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Touya moaned as he sat up.

He rubbed his shoulder and winced at the pain.

He looked across the room as saw Syaoran lying on top of Tsukiro with a gun pointing to his temple.

But Tsukiro had a knife ready to stab the unsuspecting Syaoran while they were deep in conversation.

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"But as good friends as we were, my job comes first. I had to kill him. He ratted me out to someone, but that man was taken care of. And now…I have to kill you."

"Fuck off, Syaoran!"

Syaoran looked across and saw Touya wildly waving his arm that wasn't hurt at him.

Syaoran always had a knack for getting out of trouble at the last second.

He slid down Tsukiro's body and tumbled out of the way, just as Tsukiro brought the knife slamming down.

Syaoran didn't wince as Tsukiro's eyes widened in shock and pain when he realized that he had just killed himself.

"Thanks, buddy. Could've done without the bad word," Syaoran grinned at Touya.

Touya shrugged good naturedly, "I had to. You wouldn't have gotten out of the way in time."

"We killed him together. My father's death is avenged," Syaoran proclaimed like the ending of a medieval knight's story.

Touya laughed, "Suuure. But I feel better."

He glanced around and saw the bloodshed.

"We better get to the hospital."

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End of chapter 15. Next chapter, "Ending and Epilogue."

A/N: Um…you're probably laughing like crazy…I'm not too good with these action stuff, so I'd better stick to romance from now on. Oh well, this is the last 'real' chapter…the last one, LAST one, will be up in about a week or so! So it's almost time for this to all wrap up…so review! And read my newest story, "Everlasting Love, Don't Leave Me". ^_^