Hope, Hurt, and Happiness

*Chapter 15 - Can death prevail?*

A rare note from Sunnie:

*bows* I'm soooo sorry for not having updated in like...four months. I just got back from a store to buy bubble gum and batteries. It was a grocery store. Everyone in it was staring at me like I was some kind of weird person...buying gum and batteries...I told them I was making a robot that could blow bubbles. ^-^U;;; I also wrote this chapter a looong time ago, didn't finish it, and put off uploading it because I have final exams coming up. Anyway, with a little bit of motivation from Linh, I UPDATED! *Belated cheers*

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SUNNIE WARNING:

THIS CHAPTER HAS NOT BEEN EDITED, REVISED, OR SPELL CHECKED IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM. SOME SITUATIONS ALSO MAYBE UNBELIEVEABLE OR INCORRECT. THIS IS MY STORY THOUGH, hee hee hee...I like saying that...oh yeah Card Captor Sakura doesn't belong to me either. Urm...yeah...but some of these characters do. I wrote it....yeah...um...that's all.

Also...well...*cries* I'm sooo sooo sorry for not updating in ages. Life is tough though, and I've been ultra busy lately. Plus, my stupid computer keeps freezing on me! *sniffle* Okay...I feel a bit better now...well...read on!

Sakura and Syaoran had left their children at the chapel, rushing over to the hospital. They arrived and Sakura ran around, calling out Tomoyo's name while Syaoran tried to explain things to the lady at the front desk in the lobby.

Sakura's face held a grim stance as she worriedly searched for her friend.

She saw Trave's figure in a doorway and practically threw herself into the room. She must have... because she ran into Tomoyo's hospital bed.

"TOMOYO!" She screeched, tears pouring out of her face, "Are you alright?!?"

Eriol looked at the auburn mess in front of him, "Sakura, don't you think we should be asking you that?"

Tomoyo ignored them both, still staring at Trave.

She had to ask, "Wh-what about Suni?"

Trave couldn't meet her gaze, he looked at his shoes, "They- They don't know if she'll make it through the night."

Tears fell across Tomoyo's cheeks, "It is true? Suni gave me her own blood?"

She looked towards Eriol, dreading the answer.

"That's what I've said, and I'll say it again." He shook his head sadly.

Every single word pounded in Tomoyo's head as she grasped the white linen sheets, closing her eyes in disbelief. Her knuckles turned white from the loss of blood circulation.

Gently, Eriol pried her hands from the sheet, coaxing her to acknowledge Sakura's presence.

Tomoyo tried to smile, "What took you so long Saukra?"

Sakura looked from Trave, to Eriol, to Tomoyo.

"Taxi drive." She said, as though the words were forced. Choked out someway, "I think I'll go check on Suni." She wordlessly turned to Trave for the room number.

"Emergency Room 8."

As Sakura left, Tomoyo let out a sob, "8 was Suni's lucky number." She said ruefully, emotion seeping into each syllable.

"Is." Trave said quietly, as he went back to staring at his shoes.

"What?" Tomoyo asked, wiping a tear from an eye.

"Suni's favorite number is eight."

"Oh."

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Meanwhile, Sakura was silently letting her eyes drift across the pale girl's face.

Even though Suni had to be in a terrible condition, a smile seemed to drift across her face.

The heart monitor went flat.

The doctors and nurses around worked to bring Suni back.

Sakura was in shock. She had known that little girl.

She could remember everything. Suni's smile, her laugh. Suni had been a great friend to Sakura's own two children.

"I can't believe it. I won't believe it." Sakura shook her head. "She won't die! I won't let her!"

Sakura sunk to the ground in the hallway. "All this...all this for nothing..."

Tears streamed down Sakura's cheeks as she thought about her past.

Syaoran...Tomoyo...her father...

She had never lost anyone close to her before, save her mother. She hadn't really known her mother as well as her brother and father had.

Sakura sighed and let out a final cry of despair. "How can things like this happen?"

From the skylights, someone was secretly watching. Her poor growning-up child, Suni.

She stared also at Tomoyo, Eriol, Trave, even the desperate Syaoran.

"I'd thank you if I could, Ms. Tomoyo. But I'd really rather collect my daughter." She spat on the window.

Reiki crossed her arms, contemplating on how to get her daughter out of the hospital.

"Death row my foot, I can escape any prison. I want that million dollar actress you've made out of that scrap junk." Reiki said, even though Tomoyo couldn't hear her.

Reiki smashed the window, letting the sharp glass pierce her skin, drawing blood from her fist. She chuckled, "You want her? She's my bag of gold, hun."

Sonomi took a deep breath before entering the hospital.

"This is going to be all over the tabloids tomorrow." She said with the emotion level of a stone.

After entering, from where she stood, she could see everything that was happening.

Sakura, seemed to be having a mental break down of some sort. Crying helplessly in the arms of an obviously spooked Syaoran.

Trave was running from Tomoyo's room to Suni's emergency room, trying to calm everyone down.

Suni was deathly pale and had all sorts of doctors around her.

Eriol was sitting beside a desperate Tomoyo. Tomoyo was in shambles, her eyes darting everywhere, not focusing on anything in particular.

Eriol was trying to get her attention, but Tomoyo didn't seem to hear anything.

She stared in horror at the scene.

"So much pain. So much sorrow and suffering. I'm afraid that this won't have an outcome that won't be painful for someone."

She sighed, looking up at the ceiling, "Kami-sama if you're out there, help us all."