Here's chapter 11. Well at least I got this chapter out earlier than the last one! RmGrace, I'm not sure if I'm going to make a lemon or not, but it will probably come a little later. I'll probably end up doing one so don't worry! I know I say this every time, but I really am thankful for all or you reviews! Hope ya enjoy!

* I know this chapter is kind of boring but please bare with me! There is some really important info in it that will come up in later chapters! *

" " Talking ' ' Thoughts *~*New scene

On with the story.

*~*~*~*~*~*~* His face was mutilated, and unrecognizable, but sprawled across his naked chest, gouged in his flesh remained the words:

'Leave her alone' *~*~*~*~*~*~*

Sakura stared wide-eyed at the drooping figure. She opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out. Her mind was racing with a million questions, yet she couldn't seem to process a single one. Turning to the side, Sakura leaned over the grass and was violently sick. Everything she had eaten that morning now emptied her stomach, as she knelt on the side of the driveway. Sakura stayed there for what seemed like forever. Tears streamed down her face, as she turned her back on the body, unable to shake the image from her mind.

"Why?" she whispered as she covered her face with her hands. She had never witnessed anything so disgusting, so revolting.so cruel. Slowly, Sakura's trust in humanity began to waver. She had never known someone could be so cruel. She had never imagined someone would find no dilemma in so maliciously taking a human life. "WHY?!?!" Sakura screamed as she slowly sank lower to the ground, "WHY?" she continued to scream throwing her hands over her head and huddling on the hard pavement.

She felt her life being torn apart. All that was once good and safe seemed to slip form her grasp as repulsive thoughts began to enter her head. Had Syaoran ever done anything like this? She knew he killed people. She had watched him kill a man. He has told her himself he killed those that betrayed him. Sakura shuttered, and wrapped herself into a tight ball. She never knew anything about their missions. She knew the guys went out sometimes at night, but they never said why. Was this the type of work they did? Were they all just sick bastards?

Sakura jumped as she felt a hand touch her shoulder gently. She glanced up through teary eyes, to see Takashi looking at her sympathetically. "We thought we heard a noise. I came to see," he said sympathetically. He extended a hand and lifted her to her feet. Sakura swooned, but he held her up, taking a glance back at the figure on the gate. She noticed how unaffected he seemed by the sight. "I'm sorry," he said softly as he lead her back to the house, "You should have never had to have seen something like that."

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Syaoran ran a hand through his hair and sighed. All around him, numerous members of the Wolfs were gathered, staring at the pictures spread across the table. Pictures of the body. "So do we know it's him?" Kado asked, as he examined a particularly gruesome photo. Syaoran shook his head, "It can't be confirmed, but he did have a Wolf tattoo on his back." "Which doesn't mean anything," Eriol interrupted, "They could have easily forged a fake one. He was too cut up to tell if it was real or not."

Syaoran nodded, "But it has to be one of ours. Jefferson went missing, and he has still not shown up. This mysterious body is tied to our gates. It's pretty suspicious. Besides, why would they kill one of their own members?" "Same reason we kill ours!" Takashi laughed, but hastily became quiet again when Syaoran shot him a glare. "So then you know it was the Bloods?" Todd asked, mulling over the pictures closest to him. Syaoran sat down and rubbed his temples. "Here," he said, and flipped a picture forwards, "See that mark carved into the back of his skull?"

Todd grimaced slightly as he looked it over. "That's the mark of a Blood murder," said Eriol, scanning the picture over his shoulder. "Exactly." Syaoran said with a nod. "But why go after him?" someone called out. Syaoran shrugged, "Numerous reasons. What has ever stopped them from killing our men before." He looked down as Eriol glanced up at him. He knew he was thinking about the incident with Chad and Sakura.

Eriol cleared his throat and stood up, "We had positioned Jefferson on a corner flank, where we believed the Bloods to be meeting. Through him, we were trying to discover the Bloods next plans. As I'm sure you have all noticed, things have not been as heated with them as we suspected. Their former leader seemed to live for the soul purpose of brining us down, and not to mention, to kill Syaoran. We had assumed that with the death of Jason, they were trying to draw Syaoran here to restore leadership. In doing so, Bronco would then have the perfect opportunity to finish him off."

"But he died." Takashi mumbled quietly. Eriol nodded, "Yea, we still are uncertain what brought about his death, but his son, Chad, was quickly thrust into leadership." Eriol paused and looked around at the intent faces. "Chad did make one attempt at Syaoran's life.the first night we went to a club here in Tokyo, but after that." "After that it stopped," Syaoran said, standing up. "Since that one night, there have been no attacks made by the Bloods on us apart from last night. We did manage to avenge Jason's death, but even that attack was conducted against them. They have been lying low and quiet, yet we do have reason to believe they blew up the tattoo parlor."

Syaoran sighed, and picked up a picture, staring at it intently. "They seem to have abandoned their original goal, and now we have no clue what they are after." He trailed off and continued to stare at the picture. "Who do they want to us to leave alone?" a voice rang out across the quiet room. Syaoran glanced up, and tried to keep an unemotional face on. It was the one question he was not prepared to answer. Glancing down at the picture of the figures chest, he drew in a deep breath,".Sakura."

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Sakura sat on her balcony staring at the ground. Her eyes were puffy and soar, having squeezed every last once of moisture out of them. Running a hand over the rough cement, Sakura stared into nothing, trying to block her body from feeling any emotion. As soon as Takashi had brought her back to the house, Sakura had pushed past Syaoran, running up to her room, and locking the door. She had ignored Mei Lin's many angry protests, and eventually the pounding on her door had stopped, leaving her in long awaited peace.

She slowly rocked back and forth closing her eyes, and letting the warm evening breeze caress her face. Sakura couldn't help but whish for her mother. Right now she needed her more than anything. She could barley remember her, and had long since gone through periods of hating her for leaving, but right now, she felt a strong want for her. She needed comforting words only a mother could bring. Her thoughts slowly drifted to her father, but she quickly dismissed the idea. He would be no help, and she knew it. Staring up at the sky, Sakura gave a little squealed, and back up in surprise when a hand popped over the balcony railing.

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Syaoran sighed. He was sitting alone in the conference room, once again staring at the photo of the figure's chest. "What does he want with you?" he subconsciously mumbled to himself. Is head shot up as he heard a paper ruffle near him. Eriol stood close by, gazing down at a picture he had just picked up. "You know," he said, without looking up, "You should really go talk to her." "She doesn't want to talk to me," Syaoran grumbled, as he flicked the picture away.

A small smile spread across Eriol's face as he shook his head, "And what makes you say that?" "I know her. I know how she thinks," Syaoran said, "She's too innocent for this life...she's going to blame me for his death." Eriol glanced up at him, "Why on earth would she do that?" Syaoran glared at him. He knew Eriol already knew the answers to his stupid questions. "Because," he said through gritted teeth, "If someone did something so cruel, such as this, she will automatically assume, I have done something just as bad." "I see," Eriol stated, and put down the picture, "But of course she would be wrongly assuming so?"

Syaoran narrowed his eyes, "What are you trying to do?" Eriol merely shrugged his shoulders, "Nothing, just reminding you that you have in fact done some pretty horrible things in the past." "You have too," Syaoran instantly shot back. Eriol held up his hands, "And I'm not denying it. I'm simply saying that you have to face up to them. You have to accept blame for them." "I have," Syaoran said, still glaring at Eriol.

Eriol suddenly flashed him a grin, "I'm glad that's settled, so now go talk to her." Syaoran stared at him in confusion, "I...er.what?" Eriol sighed, "Go talk to Sakura. Be truthful, and don't deny what you have done." Syaoran just starred at him again. He was conscious his mouth was moving, but no words were coming out. Eriol flashed him another grin, "Yeah! I know I'm good!"

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Sakura starred at the hand unblinkingly. A body was suddenly thrust up over the railing, and landed neatly next to her. "S-Syaoran?" she gasped. "Hey," Syaoran said quietly as he starred intently at her swollen face, "You ok?" "How.how.how did you." She stuttered still in shock. Syaoran gave her a small grin, "Well you locked the door, and you seemed to be ignoring my knocks, so I had to find someway in didn't I?"

Sakura stared at him dumbfounded, "You climbed the wall?" Syaoran shrugged his shoulders and nodded. Sakura just continued to stare at him. "So.um." Syaoran said, shifting uncomfortably, and snapping Sakura back to reality. Without warning, Sakura suddenly flung herself into his arms, and buried her head in his chest. Syaoran felt relief flow through him as he tightly wrapped his own arms around her and kissed the top of her head. "It's ok, I'm here," he whispered into her hair. He could feel Sakura shaking as she clutched him tightly.

He pulled her back and looked at her face, "You've been crying?" he asked gently. Sakura bowed her head in shame, "I bet you think I look really ugly huh?" Syaoran looked at her in shock, "What?" "It's ok," Sakura said pushing herself a little further from him, "I mean, my eyes are all puffy, and my hair's all in tangles, and my cheeks are." she suddenly felt Syaoran's warm arms around her once again, as he pulled her into a soft kiss. "I could never think that," he said, pulling back to look her in the face, "You're beautiful Sakura."

Sakura felt her cheeks redden, and she quickly dropped her gaze to the floor. "Come on," Syaoran said, pulling her to her feet. He led her back inside, and sat down next to her on her bed. She leaned against him, resting her head on his chest, as he slowly stroked her hair. "I'm sorry, " she whispered, "For being such a mess." Sakura pulled away from him, and starred at Syaoran intently, "I'm just not strong like you. I can't handle that kind of stuff, I mean.they killed him.they cut up his body.they.they wrote in his flesh." Sakura began to shake again, but she pulled away as Syaoran reached for her. "And.and the whole time I was sitting there looking at him.I couldn't help.I couldn't help but think about you." Sakura looked up at him, some tears finding their way to her dry eyes, "If they can do something that horrible.what would ever stop you?"

Syaoran sighed and looked away from her, but Sakura continued, "I know you kill people, and I've accepted that.but what I saw today." she trailed off shaking her head. "Sakura.I."Syaoran struggled for words, "I don't want you to think badly of me. But this is my job.this is my life" "I know! I know that!" Sakura said with tears streaming down her face, "And it's my own fault I got caught up in all of this! I'm not asking you to change! I just want the truth! Just tell me the truth!"

Syaoran looked up at Sakura's quivering form. He had a strong urge to just wrap his arms around her, but he knew she wanted to talk. She needed to hear his answers. "I have done many things I regret Sakura." Syaoran said, once again diverting his eyes from her, "And many horrible things I do not. What you saw today.was nothing new to me I admit.but it's something I want to shield you from.something I don't want you to experience." Sakura bit her lip and looked at him, "So what? You will continue to do your 'job' and just not tell me what is going on?"

Syaoran shook his head; "No I didn't mean it like that.just I won't expose you to this kind of stuff." Sakura shook her head, "So.so now you're going to want to retaliate for what they have done huh? So I suppose, you're going to do the exact same thing, if not something worse?" her voice began to rise, "You'll just go around, with total disrespect for innocent people's lives, doing what you please with them, and stringing me along the whole way pretending that nothing is happening? God Syaoran! You're just as bad as the bloods!"

Syaoran's head shot up in an instant, "Don't you ever say that," he said harshly, "You don't know what I've been through. "That's right Syaoran!" Sakura said, her voice just under a yell, "That's right! I don't! And I don't suppose I ever will because this will just be another thing you'll hide from me!" Syaoran looked away from her, "Sakura you.they.I." he glanced back up at her, "They murdered my father." Sakura sat there in stunned silence for a moment. She wanted to scream at him. She wanted to yell that, that gave him no right to run around killing others, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

"My.my father," Syaoran continued, "Was a good man. He didn't deserve what they did to him.he didn't deserve it." Syaoran glared harshly at the floor, "He taught me everything. He taught me to be fair. If you think we just run around killing people, then you're wrong. If you haven't noticed, we don't go out hunting down bloods, and killing them for pleasure. We only ever strike when they kill one of our own. They kill one of us.we take out the killer.I have never killed anyone otherwise.unless it was in self defense.or to save someone else.you have to believe me Sakura, I'm not as heartless as you think." Sakura bit her lip once again, "So.so the Wolf's.they all.they all follow this?" Syaoran nodded, still not looking over at her. "But.but you also kill them if they betray you?" Syaoran simply nodded again.

He heard Sakura give a small sigh of relief before speaking again, "Syaoran.did you.kill the man who murdered your father?" Syaoran clutched his hands into tight fists, "No," he said slowly, "I couldn't.he didn't deserve to die.he needed to live.to suffer." Sakura looked at him wide eyed, "What did you do?" Syaoran glanced over at her, "The next best thing to killing him." Sakura just gave him a puzzled look, "I.I don't understand." Syaoran nodded, "I don't want you to. I don't want to talk about what I did. It's the one thing in life I regret more than anything else."

Sakura wanted to know more, but she knew Syaoran didn't want to talk about it. Taking a deep breath, she asked her final question. "Who.who killed your father?" She could see Syaoran tense, but he answered nonetheless, "Bronco. Chad's father." Sakura felt her jaw drop, but quickly closed her mouth. She averted her eyes to the floor, and bit her bottom lip. She felt Syaoran slide his hands around her waist, and she willingly let him draw her to him. "I'm sorry," she whispered as he lead butterfly kisses down her neck. She felt Syaoran chuckle against her skin, "You say sorry too much," he whispered. Sakura smiled and leant backwards to give him a kiss, "I'm sorry I do that," she said smiling up at him.

Syaoran pulled her into a deep embrace, brushing his lips against hers. He ran his tongue along her bottom lip, eventually parting them an entering. Sakura happily responded, thrusting her own tongue against his, as he slowly lowered her to the bed. Her hands wrapped tightly around his neck began to slip up and tangle in his messy hair, as one of Syaoran's hands ran up and down her arm. She shivered at his touch, arching forward slightly.

Syaoran responded immediately, pulling her closer to him, kissing her with passion she had never felt before. Sakura let out a soft moan, as he slipped a hand down along the side of her body, stopping mid thigh and he beginning a gentle massage. Sakura grasped him tighter, trying to push her lips even harder against his. He gently shifted the bottom of her shirt, moving his finger tips in slow circle on her stomach, and teasing her skin with his touch. Sakura arched forward again, caught up in the pleasure of the moment. Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, a sudden wave of fear passed over Sakura. It was as if a dozen alarms had been set off at once.

They were going to far, yet she didn't want to stop. Sakura struggled in the battle against her mind, frowning slightly, before pulling back from Syaoran. She placed a hand on his chest, pushing him slightly from her, "Syaoran.I.I think we should stop." Syaoran moved back and gave her a small smile, "I was afraid you might say that."

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Sakura woke up, cold sweat resting on her forehead. Images of the lifeless figure were still playing through her mind. Shuddering, she sat up and looked at her alarm clock. 6:30. Groaning, Sakura stretched and pulled the covers back. She might as well get up, and ready for school.

After a quick shower, Sakura hurriedly changed and headed downstairs. She smiled, greeting Mei Lin as she entered the kitchen. She had finally forgiven Sakura for locking her out on Saturday. Syaoran entered not long after and winked at Sakura before handing Mei Lin a gun. "Bring an extra incase," he said before making his way around the table to kiss Sakura good morning. "What's going on?" she asked interested.

"Nothing to worry about," Syaoran said honestly, "Just making sure Mei Lin is prepared incase something goes wrong. People are still after you, so we have to be careful." Sakura nodded and looked at the door, "Should I bring mine too just incase?" Syaoran shook his head, "No, it's too risky. You don't want to get caught with one." Sakura rolled her eyes, but nodded obediently. "I'll be in the car," Syaoran said standing up, "be there in five minutes, no later, or I'm leaving." Mei Lin winked at Sakura as he left, "Always so serious," she muttered.

Five minutes later, the two of them were rushing around like crazy, trying desperately to get all of their stuff ready. "Shit.hurry Sakura!" Mei Lin called from the front door. "I'm coming, I'm coming," Sakura yelled, as she sprinted, across the room, picking up a book, and grabbing her bag in the process, "Let's go!" And with that, she was out the door, across the driveway, and sliding into the seat beside Syaoran before Mei Lin could blink.

Sinking into her seat, Sakura gave Syaoran a bright smile as he started up the engine and pulled out. She smiled happily humming to herself as he began to slowly move down the driveway. She glanced around happily, admiring the gardens around the house as they continued to move. It wasn't until she glanced through the front window that Sakura saw the gate looming before them. It was now shining, the soft metal sparkling in the morning sun as if nothing had happened. Sakura's smile immediately disappeared, as her eyes seemed to see the dropping body still chained to the gate. She tensed, and squeezed her fist tightly. Closing her eyes, Sakura sat stiffly, as they passed through.

She felt a warm hand cover her trembling fist, and Sakura instantly opened her eyes to see Syaoran looking at her worriedly. Her spine tingled, and Sakura slightly shuddered before relaxing and letting the vicious feelings flee her body. Giving Syaoran a reassuring smile, she mouthed the words 'I'm fine.'

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Sakura starred at the clock. It was now or never. She had fought with herself all morning, not being able to focus on any class. It was now settled in her mind. He may not even show, but she had to try. Raising a hand, Sakura excused herself, and without looking at Mei Lin left the classroom. She made her way through the deserted hallways, glancing around nervously as she went.

Following the familiar route, Sakura stopped by the lockers in front of which she had first conversed with him. She stood by them, waiting patiently, staring unblinkingly at the clock, until she felt a small tap on her shoulder. Turning, Sakura gave him a small smile before speaking, "Chad. I'm glad you're here. I have questions, and I need answers."

Author's note: Finally done! Wow! I stayed up until 3 am to finish this! Sorry, the editing will probably be really bad, because I'm so tired! Anyways, I hope you guys liked it, and I'll try to have the next one out as soon as possible! Please review!

Ja ne! ~Fallen Angel