*Some people think this was too sad- well it's supposed to be depressing.
But, because you asked, I'm going to try to work in a 'happy' part, but it
won't… just read to find out…The next chapter out will be the last one.*
1 Skys Fall Down
1.1 Chapter Three
It wasn't real, it couldn't be real. Yet it was. Her brother, the person that had teased and tormented her for years, the same one who had been so overprotective, the one she thought was invincible, that same person was now lying under the cold dirt at her feet.
Sakura took a seat next to the grave, resting her head in her hands and letting memories flow over her mind.
'Onii-chan, onii-chan help me! There's a monster in m room!!'
'There's no monster in your room.'
'how do you know?'
'What kind of a monster would be stupid enough to be in a room with a monster like you? Monsters don't like other monsters, after all. And you're the scariest monster I've ever seen..
~~~~~~~
A five year old Sakura sat alone in her bed, knees drawn up to her chin. She was rocking back and forth, listening to pouring rain outside. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning ripped across the sky and she squealed in fright. Jumping to her feet, Sakura fled from her room and ran out into the hall. Downstairs, a light was on and the t.v. was playing softly.
She walked cautiously downstairs and glanced into the living room. Touya was sitting on the couch, watching a news broadcast of the storm.
"Onii-chan?" She wondered quietly, walking into the room, "When will Otou-san (spelling- sorry) be home?"
He took his gaze from the t.v. and glanced back at her, "What's the monster doing up this late?"
"I couldn't sleep, the storm wouldn't let me." She admitted, flinching as another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.
Smiling, her brother patted the couch beside him and Sakura climbed up onto it. "There's nothing to be afraid of monster. It's just flashing lights, noise, and water." He comforted, wrapping an arm around her in a hug. Sakura laid her head down on her brother's chest. "You don't need to be afraid, I'll protect you."
She smiled, remembering that night. It had been one of the worst storms in Tomeda's history, a near hurricane, and Touya had called it a bunch of flashing lights and noise. It was true, he had always been there to protect her. From the time Syaoran had tried to beat her up so he could take the cards to when she was capturing the mirror card. And a thousand other times She remembered when they were younger how he would talk about seeing ghosts and how it had scared her. When she thought back on it, the only reason it had scared her so much was because she could feel them, but couldn't see them. But if ghosts were real…
"Touya, I know you can hear me. I just wanted to tell you that…" Sakura felt a presence around her suddenly. Almost like an aura, but different… She immediately identified it as a ghost… her brother. "Touya!!" The presence enveloped her and the tears she thought were all gone came again. "I love you, Touya…"
Anyone who had the gift of seeing the dead would have seen a tall, dark haired man, radiating light, holding a brown haired girl, his beloved monster…
**********
For half an hour Syaoran had been wandering the deserted streets, looking for anything salvageable. So far, he had found nothing. Those men, whoever they were, had done a very good job if cleaning everything out. All the building that had remained standing had been looted and completely destroy, the water mains were broken, somehow that had even managed to knock out all the electricity. The last was probably a good thing, at least there wasn't a fire hazard…
He was crawling carefully out of a glass front of a store when footsteps made him stop. Actually, it was two pairs of footsteps, clad in heavy boots. That fact sent off alarms in his head and he ducked back into the safety of the building.
Confirming his suspicions, two men dressed in military attire came strolling by, guns cradled in on arm and extra strings of ammunitions slung over their shoulders. They had left, so why were they back? An urgent thought suddenly struck him, Sakura!
Syaoran quickly retraced his steps back through the building, hoping he'd be able to catch her in time.
***********
Sakura had been lost too deep in thought to even notice the other presence before it was too late. A crunch of rubble altered her that someone else was here, but she suspected it was Syaoran. He understood she needed to be alone right now, he was probably just checking up on her. Just the same, she decided to glance over and smile to assure him she was alright. But it wasn't Syaoran standing there, but a strange man.
Her breath froze, air literally caught in her throat. Sakura didn't know her heart could be that fast and she was almost sure it would break out of her chest. She was alone, if only Syaoran were here…
Syaoran… It's time I learned how to take care of myself. If Syaoran- kun were here, what would he do? That was simple, analyze the situation carefully and quickly. That man seems to be a solider, he had an automatic rifle as well as hand gun. He's nearly three times my size yet he doesn't seem to be in very good shape, meaning… he wouldn't be able to move all that fast. There!
She could run. If she did it quickly she might catch him by surprise. That was the plan… Sakura only prayed he would give chase before turning to his rifle.
Convince him you're frightened.? She coached herself, starring into the man's cold eyes and allowing her fear to show in hers.
Anticipate his next move… He began to walk slowly, taking his time in reaching her. He was buying her act, his eyes showed it. Cold superiority overflowed from him, excitement at the find, and… lust. Sakura noticed the way he was looking at her and nearly lost her repose. this has to work…
He had only taken two steps towards her so far. A smirk was on his face and was crooning words of assurance to her in his language, but the lustful glint still remained. Yet, he was still clueless to her plan.
Get ready. She prompted herself, careful to keep her emotions from wavering, And… go!
Sakura took of in the other direction, running with all the speed she could muster. It took the man a few precious seconds to realize what was happening. He blinked twice and gave chase, cursing loudly in… Chinese?
She recognized the man's choice word as one used by Syaoran when things didn't go quite right. But that would mean… did the Chinese invade her country? Why? She didn't have time to ponder that right now, she reminded herself, and turned all her attention back to escaping.
Taking a sharp turn towards the business district, Sakura managed to lose the man momentarily behind a building, but he was still following. She then bolted down a side-street and continued to race down the adjacent street. He was still hidden from view; she couldn't tell how near he was…
"Sakura!" Out of nowhere she was embraced, the action stopping her flee. Glancing up she saw Syaoran and briefly wondered what had happened to make him so emotional. But heavy footsteps and labored breathing brought her back into reality.
She broke away from him comfortable embrace and grabbed his arm, pulling him in the other direction, "What are you…"
"Run… solider coming…" She managed to choke out, desperately yanking his hand, "Please hurry!"
Syaoran got the message and seconds later he was the one pulling her down the narrow rubble strewn street.
An angry voice ran out and Sakura glanced back, the solider had entered the street they were on. Her gaze fell then to Syaoran, his face set in a familiar frown of determination. He noticed her gaze and squeezed her hand in reassurance. Everything would be okay…
Suddenly, a small explosion sliced the air, the sound of a gun firing.
*******
Syaoran heard the bullet rip from the barrel and his thought were al for the girl running beside him. An alley was to the immediate right, thank Kami-san. Seconds seemed like hours as he yanked Sakura in front of him and shoved her into the alley, diving after her. She stumble and slid, but kept on her face and continued running. Unfortunately for him a sharp pain shot up his leg, and he bit his lip to keep from crying out as the limb gave out and he went crashing to the ground.
"Syaoran!!" Sakura yelled, turning around and rushing back towards him.
"No, run!" He instructed, but she wasn't listening.
"I'm not leaving you!" Even his death glare didn't waver her resolve as she pulled him to his feet, positions one of his arms over her shoulder and threading hers around his waste to support him.
Their pace was slowed dramatically by his injury and it made Syaoran extremely angry to be the one keeping her in danger. His leg hurt more than was imaginable, the bullet still lodged between his flesh and bone. He collapsed onto the ground just as their stalker turned into the alley, unable to go any further.
"Sakura, go!" He again demanded.
She shook her head stubbornly, kneeling next to him and pulling up the cloth on his injured leg. Her gaze kept flashing from his wound to the advancing man as she tried frantically to find something that would make him better. "I told you, I won't leave you."
The man had been a short, fat man with black eyes and dark-brown hair. His eyes… they scared him. Yes, Li Syaoran was scared… for his Sakura; the intended of those eyes was extremely sinister. Confirming his suspicions, the nearly exhausted man called out in Chinese, "I have found you, my darling. You should be glad that I am one who enjoys a chase."
More frantic than ever, he turned again to her, "Damn it Sakura, run now!!"
"I wont!"
Syaoran distinguished threes sets of footsteps coming towards them. "We heard gun-shots, what happened?!" Demanded a younger soldier, coming up behind the first, flanked by tow others.
"Look what I have caught." He smirked, "Nothing to be concerned with."
Sakura understood nothing of the Chinese conversation and was confused by the angry glint that entered Syaoran's eyes. The man approached the pair, smirking, and Syaoran threw himself in front of Sakura. Ignoring the pain his leg was causing hi, he sent the man a third degree glare before growling in Chinese, "Stay away from her."
The man looked lightly surprised, but smirked just the same, "Who might you be to order that of me?"
Syaoran saw his chance; Kami-san was on his side toady, "Li XiaoLang, appointed leader of the Li-clan."
The younger three were utterly shocked and bowed in respect to him. The man who was after Sakura, however, didn't seem convinced. "No one notified us you were here."
"why would that make any difference?"
Tightlipped, the man ignored the question and instead asked his own, "Who is the girl?"
Friend wouldn't give her enough protection, sister was impossible. There was only one option, "My fiancée." Thank Kami-san Sakura doesn't understand…
"You clan elders allow you to marry a Japanese girl?"
"what my clan does and does not allow me to do is of no concern to you." He snapped, glaring again, "I wish to speak with you commanding officer."
"Very well, Li-san." He replied with a sneer. There was something about the man Syaoran didn't like.
He turned back to Sakura. Her green eyes were wide with hidden fear and her hands clutching the back of his sleeve. "They're Chinese." She observed.
"Hai." He replied, switching back to Japanese.
"Why are they…" he silenced her, placing hand to her lips. Both blushed.
"Not now." He told her, "They're talking us back to their commanding officer."
She winced, "Are we prisoners?"
"No." She looked at him questioningly, but he shook his head. "Let's go." He struggled to his feet then stood shakily. Sakura, noticing his dilemma, rushed to his side to help. Syaoran was thankful for her kindness, it would mean he wouldn't have to worry about keeping her close by.
The older man led the way, Sakura and the limping Syaoran behind him, and lastly the three soldiers. It was a five minute walk to the military jeep they boarded and a ten minute drive to the camp. It was highly fortified with layers of fence, barbed wire, and armed guard posts every few feet. Sakura scooted closer to him at the sight and tightened her grip on his hand.
The jeep stopped outside of a long building and they were ushered from it. But of the four men that had arrived with them, only three of them entered the building. Where was the last man? Inside of the building it was dark and musty; all the windows were closed and it was void of furniture. Syaoran tensed instinctively, getting the feeling that something was going to happen.
"Where is your general?" He demanded.
The man smirked, "It doesn't take a general to deal with impostures."
*********
Sakura felt a pair of hands clutch her shoulders and drag her backwards, away from Syaoran. She watched in shock as the man drew his hand gun, cocking it and pointing it at Syaoran.
Her mind was a mess of fear and confusion, it was no use. IT was like her hands and feet moved on her own accord as she kicked her captor in just the right spot and spun around, grabbing the first thing that meet her hands. Then everything seems to slow down as she turned back around, the automatic rifle in her hands, and saw the smirking solider ready to fire on Syaoran. Sakura's hand found the trigger and pulled it, instinctively shutting her eyes. Bullets flew threw the air with explosions of sound until the gun was empty of ammunition.
Silence. Sakura's eyes flew open, as if she was awaking from a dream. The scene she saw horrified her; one, two, three men lying on the floor, pooling blood surrounding them. And in her hands… in her hands she held the gun that had done the damage, the very gun that had killed them. She had fired her, she had killed them, killed three people in cold blood…
Shaking overtook her body and the weapon fell to the floor. She jumped back from it, wanting to close her eyes and block out the scene but unable to. This was not happening, this was not happening…
***********
"Sakura-chan, Sakura, please, talk to me." Syaoran begged, holding her shoulders and trying desperately to get her to at least look at him. She stood immobile and silent despite his attempts, her eyes still fixed on his chest. For the last half-hour she had been like that. "Sakura…"
In response to the gun-fire, a hoard of generals had rushed into the building only to find three men dead and him embracing the shaking Sakura. This had been cleared as an accident and now all that was left to do was arrange for the trip back to Hong Kong.
"I believe she's in shock, Li-san." One of the braver generals spoke- up. "We have excellent doctors with us, and I'm sure and injection wound help…"
"You've done enough already, I assure you." Syaoran cut him off, his voice stone cold. He'd be damned if he would let Sakura out of his sight for just one second. Once again his attention was turned to her. She looked so pale.. it shocked and scared him to see her that way. Why her? It could have been anyone else, any other place… why?
She had saved his life. If she hadn't done what she had done he would be dead right now and she would probably be in a worse situation. Yet the affect those actions would have on her psychologically… he wasn't sure but something told him that this was only the beginning. "We will be returning to Hong Kong."
With a nod, the head of this mission sent two men running, "A flight shall be prepared immediately, Li-san." He answered, trying desperately to get back into the good grace of the future leader. Her tried in vain.
Syaoran tried again to get Sakura's attention, but it was no use. He was torn between getting her attention and allowing her to stay in the unfeeling state she was in now. Sighing, he released her shoulders and slid his hand down her arm to grasp her hand. He led her gently after the men and towards the heli-pad.
-TBC
1 Skys Fall Down
1.1 Chapter Three
It wasn't real, it couldn't be real. Yet it was. Her brother, the person that had teased and tormented her for years, the same one who had been so overprotective, the one she thought was invincible, that same person was now lying under the cold dirt at her feet.
Sakura took a seat next to the grave, resting her head in her hands and letting memories flow over her mind.
'Onii-chan, onii-chan help me! There's a monster in m room!!'
'There's no monster in your room.'
'how do you know?'
'What kind of a monster would be stupid enough to be in a room with a monster like you? Monsters don't like other monsters, after all. And you're the scariest monster I've ever seen..
~~~~~~~
A five year old Sakura sat alone in her bed, knees drawn up to her chin. She was rocking back and forth, listening to pouring rain outside. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning ripped across the sky and she squealed in fright. Jumping to her feet, Sakura fled from her room and ran out into the hall. Downstairs, a light was on and the t.v. was playing softly.
She walked cautiously downstairs and glanced into the living room. Touya was sitting on the couch, watching a news broadcast of the storm.
"Onii-chan?" She wondered quietly, walking into the room, "When will Otou-san (spelling- sorry) be home?"
He took his gaze from the t.v. and glanced back at her, "What's the monster doing up this late?"
"I couldn't sleep, the storm wouldn't let me." She admitted, flinching as another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.
Smiling, her brother patted the couch beside him and Sakura climbed up onto it. "There's nothing to be afraid of monster. It's just flashing lights, noise, and water." He comforted, wrapping an arm around her in a hug. Sakura laid her head down on her brother's chest. "You don't need to be afraid, I'll protect you."
She smiled, remembering that night. It had been one of the worst storms in Tomeda's history, a near hurricane, and Touya had called it a bunch of flashing lights and noise. It was true, he had always been there to protect her. From the time Syaoran had tried to beat her up so he could take the cards to when she was capturing the mirror card. And a thousand other times She remembered when they were younger how he would talk about seeing ghosts and how it had scared her. When she thought back on it, the only reason it had scared her so much was because she could feel them, but couldn't see them. But if ghosts were real…
"Touya, I know you can hear me. I just wanted to tell you that…" Sakura felt a presence around her suddenly. Almost like an aura, but different… She immediately identified it as a ghost… her brother. "Touya!!" The presence enveloped her and the tears she thought were all gone came again. "I love you, Touya…"
Anyone who had the gift of seeing the dead would have seen a tall, dark haired man, radiating light, holding a brown haired girl, his beloved monster…
**********
For half an hour Syaoran had been wandering the deserted streets, looking for anything salvageable. So far, he had found nothing. Those men, whoever they were, had done a very good job if cleaning everything out. All the building that had remained standing had been looted and completely destroy, the water mains were broken, somehow that had even managed to knock out all the electricity. The last was probably a good thing, at least there wasn't a fire hazard…
He was crawling carefully out of a glass front of a store when footsteps made him stop. Actually, it was two pairs of footsteps, clad in heavy boots. That fact sent off alarms in his head and he ducked back into the safety of the building.
Confirming his suspicions, two men dressed in military attire came strolling by, guns cradled in on arm and extra strings of ammunitions slung over their shoulders. They had left, so why were they back? An urgent thought suddenly struck him, Sakura!
Syaoran quickly retraced his steps back through the building, hoping he'd be able to catch her in time.
***********
Sakura had been lost too deep in thought to even notice the other presence before it was too late. A crunch of rubble altered her that someone else was here, but she suspected it was Syaoran. He understood she needed to be alone right now, he was probably just checking up on her. Just the same, she decided to glance over and smile to assure him she was alright. But it wasn't Syaoran standing there, but a strange man.
Her breath froze, air literally caught in her throat. Sakura didn't know her heart could be that fast and she was almost sure it would break out of her chest. She was alone, if only Syaoran were here…
Syaoran… It's time I learned how to take care of myself. If Syaoran- kun were here, what would he do? That was simple, analyze the situation carefully and quickly. That man seems to be a solider, he had an automatic rifle as well as hand gun. He's nearly three times my size yet he doesn't seem to be in very good shape, meaning… he wouldn't be able to move all that fast. There!
She could run. If she did it quickly she might catch him by surprise. That was the plan… Sakura only prayed he would give chase before turning to his rifle.
Convince him you're frightened.? She coached herself, starring into the man's cold eyes and allowing her fear to show in hers.
Anticipate his next move… He began to walk slowly, taking his time in reaching her. He was buying her act, his eyes showed it. Cold superiority overflowed from him, excitement at the find, and… lust. Sakura noticed the way he was looking at her and nearly lost her repose. this has to work…
He had only taken two steps towards her so far. A smirk was on his face and was crooning words of assurance to her in his language, but the lustful glint still remained. Yet, he was still clueless to her plan.
Get ready. She prompted herself, careful to keep her emotions from wavering, And… go!
Sakura took of in the other direction, running with all the speed she could muster. It took the man a few precious seconds to realize what was happening. He blinked twice and gave chase, cursing loudly in… Chinese?
She recognized the man's choice word as one used by Syaoran when things didn't go quite right. But that would mean… did the Chinese invade her country? Why? She didn't have time to ponder that right now, she reminded herself, and turned all her attention back to escaping.
Taking a sharp turn towards the business district, Sakura managed to lose the man momentarily behind a building, but he was still following. She then bolted down a side-street and continued to race down the adjacent street. He was still hidden from view; she couldn't tell how near he was…
"Sakura!" Out of nowhere she was embraced, the action stopping her flee. Glancing up she saw Syaoran and briefly wondered what had happened to make him so emotional. But heavy footsteps and labored breathing brought her back into reality.
She broke away from him comfortable embrace and grabbed his arm, pulling him in the other direction, "What are you…"
"Run… solider coming…" She managed to choke out, desperately yanking his hand, "Please hurry!"
Syaoran got the message and seconds later he was the one pulling her down the narrow rubble strewn street.
An angry voice ran out and Sakura glanced back, the solider had entered the street they were on. Her gaze fell then to Syaoran, his face set in a familiar frown of determination. He noticed her gaze and squeezed her hand in reassurance. Everything would be okay…
Suddenly, a small explosion sliced the air, the sound of a gun firing.
*******
Syaoran heard the bullet rip from the barrel and his thought were al for the girl running beside him. An alley was to the immediate right, thank Kami-san. Seconds seemed like hours as he yanked Sakura in front of him and shoved her into the alley, diving after her. She stumble and slid, but kept on her face and continued running. Unfortunately for him a sharp pain shot up his leg, and he bit his lip to keep from crying out as the limb gave out and he went crashing to the ground.
"Syaoran!!" Sakura yelled, turning around and rushing back towards him.
"No, run!" He instructed, but she wasn't listening.
"I'm not leaving you!" Even his death glare didn't waver her resolve as she pulled him to his feet, positions one of his arms over her shoulder and threading hers around his waste to support him.
Their pace was slowed dramatically by his injury and it made Syaoran extremely angry to be the one keeping her in danger. His leg hurt more than was imaginable, the bullet still lodged between his flesh and bone. He collapsed onto the ground just as their stalker turned into the alley, unable to go any further.
"Sakura, go!" He again demanded.
She shook her head stubbornly, kneeling next to him and pulling up the cloth on his injured leg. Her gaze kept flashing from his wound to the advancing man as she tried frantically to find something that would make him better. "I told you, I won't leave you."
The man had been a short, fat man with black eyes and dark-brown hair. His eyes… they scared him. Yes, Li Syaoran was scared… for his Sakura; the intended of those eyes was extremely sinister. Confirming his suspicions, the nearly exhausted man called out in Chinese, "I have found you, my darling. You should be glad that I am one who enjoys a chase."
More frantic than ever, he turned again to her, "Damn it Sakura, run now!!"
"I wont!"
Syaoran distinguished threes sets of footsteps coming towards them. "We heard gun-shots, what happened?!" Demanded a younger soldier, coming up behind the first, flanked by tow others.
"Look what I have caught." He smirked, "Nothing to be concerned with."
Sakura understood nothing of the Chinese conversation and was confused by the angry glint that entered Syaoran's eyes. The man approached the pair, smirking, and Syaoran threw himself in front of Sakura. Ignoring the pain his leg was causing hi, he sent the man a third degree glare before growling in Chinese, "Stay away from her."
The man looked lightly surprised, but smirked just the same, "Who might you be to order that of me?"
Syaoran saw his chance; Kami-san was on his side toady, "Li XiaoLang, appointed leader of the Li-clan."
The younger three were utterly shocked and bowed in respect to him. The man who was after Sakura, however, didn't seem convinced. "No one notified us you were here."
"why would that make any difference?"
Tightlipped, the man ignored the question and instead asked his own, "Who is the girl?"
Friend wouldn't give her enough protection, sister was impossible. There was only one option, "My fiancée." Thank Kami-san Sakura doesn't understand…
"You clan elders allow you to marry a Japanese girl?"
"what my clan does and does not allow me to do is of no concern to you." He snapped, glaring again, "I wish to speak with you commanding officer."
"Very well, Li-san." He replied with a sneer. There was something about the man Syaoran didn't like.
He turned back to Sakura. Her green eyes were wide with hidden fear and her hands clutching the back of his sleeve. "They're Chinese." She observed.
"Hai." He replied, switching back to Japanese.
"Why are they…" he silenced her, placing hand to her lips. Both blushed.
"Not now." He told her, "They're talking us back to their commanding officer."
She winced, "Are we prisoners?"
"No." She looked at him questioningly, but he shook his head. "Let's go." He struggled to his feet then stood shakily. Sakura, noticing his dilemma, rushed to his side to help. Syaoran was thankful for her kindness, it would mean he wouldn't have to worry about keeping her close by.
The older man led the way, Sakura and the limping Syaoran behind him, and lastly the three soldiers. It was a five minute walk to the military jeep they boarded and a ten minute drive to the camp. It was highly fortified with layers of fence, barbed wire, and armed guard posts every few feet. Sakura scooted closer to him at the sight and tightened her grip on his hand.
The jeep stopped outside of a long building and they were ushered from it. But of the four men that had arrived with them, only three of them entered the building. Where was the last man? Inside of the building it was dark and musty; all the windows were closed and it was void of furniture. Syaoran tensed instinctively, getting the feeling that something was going to happen.
"Where is your general?" He demanded.
The man smirked, "It doesn't take a general to deal with impostures."
*********
Sakura felt a pair of hands clutch her shoulders and drag her backwards, away from Syaoran. She watched in shock as the man drew his hand gun, cocking it and pointing it at Syaoran.
Her mind was a mess of fear and confusion, it was no use. IT was like her hands and feet moved on her own accord as she kicked her captor in just the right spot and spun around, grabbing the first thing that meet her hands. Then everything seems to slow down as she turned back around, the automatic rifle in her hands, and saw the smirking solider ready to fire on Syaoran. Sakura's hand found the trigger and pulled it, instinctively shutting her eyes. Bullets flew threw the air with explosions of sound until the gun was empty of ammunition.
Silence. Sakura's eyes flew open, as if she was awaking from a dream. The scene she saw horrified her; one, two, three men lying on the floor, pooling blood surrounding them. And in her hands… in her hands she held the gun that had done the damage, the very gun that had killed them. She had fired her, she had killed them, killed three people in cold blood…
Shaking overtook her body and the weapon fell to the floor. She jumped back from it, wanting to close her eyes and block out the scene but unable to. This was not happening, this was not happening…
***********
"Sakura-chan, Sakura, please, talk to me." Syaoran begged, holding her shoulders and trying desperately to get her to at least look at him. She stood immobile and silent despite his attempts, her eyes still fixed on his chest. For the last half-hour she had been like that. "Sakura…"
In response to the gun-fire, a hoard of generals had rushed into the building only to find three men dead and him embracing the shaking Sakura. This had been cleared as an accident and now all that was left to do was arrange for the trip back to Hong Kong.
"I believe she's in shock, Li-san." One of the braver generals spoke- up. "We have excellent doctors with us, and I'm sure and injection wound help…"
"You've done enough already, I assure you." Syaoran cut him off, his voice stone cold. He'd be damned if he would let Sakura out of his sight for just one second. Once again his attention was turned to her. She looked so pale.. it shocked and scared him to see her that way. Why her? It could have been anyone else, any other place… why?
She had saved his life. If she hadn't done what she had done he would be dead right now and she would probably be in a worse situation. Yet the affect those actions would have on her psychologically… he wasn't sure but something told him that this was only the beginning. "We will be returning to Hong Kong."
With a nod, the head of this mission sent two men running, "A flight shall be prepared immediately, Li-san." He answered, trying desperately to get back into the good grace of the future leader. Her tried in vain.
Syaoran tried again to get Sakura's attention, but it was no use. He was torn between getting her attention and allowing her to stay in the unfeeling state she was in now. Sighing, he released her shoulders and slid his hand down her arm to grasp her hand. He led her gently after the men and towards the heli-pad.
-TBC
