A/N: This is going to be a nurse's pov (guess who?) I though it would be interesting to put it this way… im still not gonna use names cuz it sounds better without them. I mite also put like outsider's pov but that depends cuz im not sure if your gonna like this…

Chapter 3: The Watcher

**before the girl died just from another girl's pov**

She gazed into the room. His presence seemed to beckon her to him. She watched outside waiting and longing, but it wasn't meant to be. The soft murmurs of the hallway died and she became entranced by a captivating sight laid before her.

He had always been there, the very same time, the exact area. Always told her the same thing. How she envied her. Her. She was the center, what he revolved around; she was the sun, the object of his affection, adoration, and the most desirable of all, his love. Someone like her could never be cast one glance.

She went about her duties, putting on a semblance of a friendly smile, no one, not a single soul, could see the sorrow that held her, and bound her to its deepest and darkest abyss. The only thing she had wanted, lusted, needed, was a light, a guide to lead her out of the maze she was cursed into. Her soft aquamarine eyes held onto the door, the one thing separating her from him.

The door opened and she crept cautiously around the corner. His head was lowered and he bid farewell for the day and a promise of his return when the moon has reached its highest peak. He treaded with utmost silence down the lonely corridor; only his breathing reverberated off the walls, tinged with anguish masked so well it was almost missed.

Her crisp, white uniform felt heavy to her, after a long tiring day of listening to cries and occasional shouts of joy, one would wish to be far from this place, never wishing to come back to hear only grunts of pain, pleas for help, but the one rare thing, the only thing that held her here were rarest yet most cherished thing you would ever hear in the dreary halls of the small hospital containing countless miracles and deaths at the same time.

It was the truest and purest sound of joy and happiness. Every survivor of injuries or illnesses, big or small, left with a smile and lingering traces of true content behind making her job as a nurse worthwhile. The clock read to be 10:32 p.m. and her night shift was only beginning. She hurried toward the door containing her most cherished and envied patient and friend. Of course the patient didn't know that she was a friend, to her the patient was a miracle sent to her, someone she confided in, her only friend.

"It's me again, I saw your lover just now and I've got to tell you, you've chosen well. He's been by your side ever since that day, although I don't know if it's out of guilt or love, but he cares for you a great deal. You are very lucky to have someone like him."

"It's funny though, I think I love him too, or maybe it's just some silly infatuation, but the truth is I've never felt this way about anyone before, except him. You must hate me right now, you must think I'm some psychopath attempting to steal him from you and confiding in you when nobody is around. I can't say if I'll stop loving him among the shadows, but I can tell you this. I won't take him from you like this. I'll just watch, you may not know it but you are the only friend I have ever had."

"You listen to me although I'm not certain you are but something tells me you are I just don't know what it is. You know, he has never spoken one word or made one single gesture aimed at me. I long to know what it is like to feel his fingers brushing against me by chance, but like all dreams, it'll just stay a dream."

"I've been so close to him and yet so far, it doesn't make sense now does it. To be so close, but sealed by fate to never utter a sound toward him. To think I should ever have a chance to be loved by someone like him is laughable to me. It will never happen. Never. All I can do is watch, and observe, seeing, but never touching. You probably think I'm an idiot to think like this and even crazy to tell them to you but I can't help it. Your like my escape, being in your presence is soothing."

"I hope you will forgive me for feeling the way I do." She stood up and left missing the twitch of a cold hand and a silent tear escaping the slumbering girl's eyes. A soft whisper was heard,

"Tonight's the night, you deserve him more than I."

An hour passed, than another, until the time came for the lover to make his final appearance. He appeared to be sadder than usual she observed. She silently crept closer to the door. A muffled rich tone was heard and she saw the doorknob twist slightly as the door itself swung slowly away from her.

Without a though she slipped behind a corner. Listening for footsteps that were presumed to follow. None came. Listening harder she heard a final farewell leaving the lover's lips, but what was more surprising was the statement made by the girl lying on her bed.

She felt astonished. As every word was clearly heard and burned to her mind she finally understood what was happening. She was saying goodbye. Never would she imagined such a twist, before the lover leaved he said his thanks while the nurse stood stunned against the wall. She heard the door closing and shuddered as a cool breezed kissed her skin.

Eyes widened as she heard a soft voice behind her,

"Follow him, take him, give him a new start, a life I could not give him, go now." An unknown force seemed to push her to down the stairs and out to the front. Suddenly, she was tripped and fell on towards her destiny. No harsh contact was made. Only strong warm hands cradled her and a slight grunt was made beneath her. The lover had taken her fall. She gasped in horror.

"I… I… I'm so sorry sir!" her face portrayed horror and humiliation. Amused by her he felt no hostility or irritation towards her.

"I'm fine, it's ok," he gave a wistful smile and stood up, offering her a hand. Eyes widen as he glimpsed behind her to see his love standing there. She was pale and transparent. She pointed to the girl and mouthed,

"She's the one," she smiled and took a step back and molded into the wall behind her. The girl was oblivious and grabbed his hand hesitantly and both of them were shocked to feel a harmless yet pleasant electricity course through them. They looked questioningly into each other's eyes and without a word left together. Starting a relationship that would take an eternity to break. The other stepped out of the wall and watched happily at the departing couple and wished them a farewell, a lovely parting. Whatever she thought it was still a beautiful goodbye.

The End.

Hey I thought the story would seem better if I ended it this way… what do you think? I hoped you enjoyed it, although it may be a bit confusing to some I tried my best. The nurse was Sakura, the lover was of course Syaoran, and the coma girl was Syaoran's former love, Meilin. I thought, from reading other fanfics, that she deserved attention too and so I gave her special role. I hope you enjoyed this cuz I know I did. It was fun to write but if I write more of this I know that its gonna start going bad plus I really love the ending. If you have something to say that might HELP me with future stories then please review. Please do not flame me cuz this is my first fanfic. I don't like it when ppl are mean and im sure you ppl don't like it either so be nice!

~janie