Title: This is Not Enough
Chapter 1- "Mother's Dead"
Author: Peonyqt1004
DISCLAIMER: As it should apply.
A beautiful young woman with large green eyes, so beautiful that they looked like precious gems themselves, and light honey brown hair that flowed in loose curls to her waist stood next to a hospital bed. The young woman was dressed in formal attired, crisp and grey, with smart and fashionable clothes and trendy boots. However, this beautiful young womans face looked very troubled. She sat down quietly next to the bed, holding a silver small cell phone in her small but long hands, she had turned off her ringing, however many buisness calls were made to her, she would'nt pick up... There was a more important issue. A faint rasping noise came from the bed, drawing the girl up to her feet, "Ma ma? Are you ok?" she asked worriedly. "I'm fine..." The thin dwindling voice replied, "Sakura, you can go do what you have to now, I'm fine." Old and aged Yelan Li said to her grown adopted daughter. Yelan had grown old, but magneficently, yet little wrinkles of anger, saddness, and dissappointment folded around her eyes and mouth, her long brown hair had turned silver with age, but her skin, was remarkably smooth for a woman her age.
"Nothing more important then you." Sakura said firmly, refusing to move. Yelan smiled, with effort. "Sakura, I won't be in this world much longer." Sakura flinched, "No, you're staying here till I get married." Sakura said crisply, hiding the hurt underneathe. Yelan chuckled and coughed. "I don't think so Sakura... I don't want to leave you alone in this world... but I have no choice." Sakura felt tears prick in her eyelids. "Don't talk like that." She said briskly, gently patting the blanket covering her adopted mother in order to keep herself from wailing outloud. Yelan smiled and moisture built in the old womans eyes. "If only I could see Syaoran one more time..." She said wistfully. Sakura wanted to cry and rage outloud as the mention of that name. Syaoran, her so called brother, her mothers so called son... He didn't even come to visit after their mothers heart attack.
"I'm sure he'll come." Sakura said quickly, not wanting to dash her mothers hope in fear it will make her mother heartbroken, but secretly, Sakura suspected that Syaoran would not come. Yelan looked old and weary, "I hope so..." The old woman drifted off, sleep taking over her. Sakura trembled slightly as she got up. 'Mother won't be here for long.' Sakura realized, though she wanted to deny her, the peaceful look on her mothers face, and the faint beeping of the machine brought back a fresh wave of new fears. 'Oh Mother... don't leave...' Sakura clenched her fist. 'The one person who truely cared for me, is leaving soon... how can I face the world without her?' Sakura felt tears well up in her eyes as she went out of the room, she turned on her cell phone and listened to all the messages recorded.
*Beep* Sakura, Preston wants you to type up that report... *beep*
*Beep* Sakura, where were you? Preston has been looking for you... *beep*
*Beep* Mrs. Li? The power point project was just finished yesterday and I was wondering when I should drop it in?*beep*
Sakura sighed. She knew she should've told them about her mothers sickness, but she was too scared to face the truth and actually admitting it. Finally, she was defeated, after weeks and weeks of denial, she knew her mothers death was unavoidable, death came to everyone. Sometimes she wondered if her true parents were dead, but then, would they care if she was alive? She doubted it. The old faded sting of old destroyed hopes and dreams resounded in her heart, yet she took in a deep breathe and held it down, it wouldn't defeat her. However, Syaoran... Yelan wanted to see him so bad. After he had left for Japan, he didn't come back, a few letters had arrives, indicating that he had taken residence there and that he had become a company manager and more. He had given them his number, but it was forced. Sakura could sense it from the tone of that letter. Sakura started to tremble violently as she came to a desicion, not for her sake, for her mothers. Fear overtook her, but she gathered up the frayed ends of her courage, and decided.... to call Syaoran.
Trembling slender fingers dialed the number she had saved, just in case... she felt her breath hitch as she brought the phone to her ear.
A handsome young man with dark brown hair and intense tigerish dark brown eyes speckled with gold, sat in his office, holding a letter in front of him, he was trembling, his face was clenched in a cold and controlled look, as if something was trying to come out and he would'nt let it. The letter floated to the ground as he let it go. So, his mother was terribly ill... He felt a strange sadness and a coldness mixed with it. He cared yet he didn't, he wasn't sure what to do. His hands clenched and unclenched as he opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling with an incredibly blank look on his face.
'Mother... is dying...'
Syaoran deperatly wanted to go to his mother and comfort her... but a bitterness grew in him. 'But she would be there.' Syaoran thought, disgusted with the sound of her name, even if it was in his mind, 'Sakura.' He hated her, she had taken every bit of love that HE should've gotten, everything... and took it for herself. 'She was selfish.' He thought gloomily. If another person had looked through his mind, and listened to his reason, they might've called it jelousy... but Syaoran was sure that it was more then that, that his anger was justified. Deep in thought, he hardly heard his cell phone ringing, only when the viborator within the cell carried the silvery phone to the edge of his desk did he notice it. In his most professionaly voice, shaking off all his momentary thoughts, he recieved the call, speaking in perfect Japanese.
"Hello, Syaoran Li speaking."
A sweet husky voice answered him, it was not high, but not low, just in between. A voice of a sensual female. Syaoran smirked. Another woman seeking his attention. "Syaoran?" The voice questioned, her voice was shaking, Syaoran frowned. The voice was vaugely familiar, now that he thought about it. "Whose this?" Syaoran demanded. He almost hung up on her when the woman answered. "Sakura." But something in her tone, her voice, caught him.
"Syaoran, I won't be at the hospital tommorow afternoon, if you can somehow catch a flight to China and see mother--."
"You have no right calling my mother yours." Syaoran said, rather possesively. He heard a sigh from the other side, "Ok Syaoran, Yelan. Yelan is sick, and she really wants to see her, I thought maybe you can see her? I promise I won't stop by at all. You won't see me." "Good." Syaoran said curtly. "I'll go, but I don't want to see you." There was a grateful sigh from the other side, "Ok, thanks." The phone clicked as she hung up. Slowly he closed his phone, he was going to Hong Kong. To see his mother.
Yelan blinked a couple of time, clearing the faint haze about her dimming eyes. She was quite suprised to meet a pair of brown eyes... "Its a dream... is it really my son?" She asked, the young grown man looked at her, a muscle throbbing at his temple for a strange reason. "Yes, this is Syaoran." The tall handsome man suprised her, he almost looked like her dead husband. Tears misted her eyes. "You look almost like Xiahou De Li." Yelan said faintly. Syaoran let out a faint smile, recognizing his fathers name. "Thank you." There was a long silence between them, and Syaoran was fidgeting. "Please sit down." Yelan said, watching her son with adoring eyes. Thsi handsome figure was her son. HER son. Pride filled her from her head to her toes. He was dressed in a pair of comfortable grey slacks and an off white creme sweater, his collar, which showed from under his wool sweater, was unkempt and messy. His longish dark brown hairs kept falling into his eyes, his broad yet slender hand kept brushing them away. "The elders kept you in shape." Yelan commented. Syaoran nodded. "There never was a day without martial arts training, they keep thinking I'm going to return to Hong Kong to take my fathers place in the clan, and take over the company." Yelan looked sorrowful, a cold look had setteled in her sons eyes. She grieved, how could her adopted daughter be so much easier to talk to then her own son? "Syaoran, there are many things I must tell you before I'm gone." Yelan felt her weariness come back to her, she didn't want to know how it was being nothing. He flinched and a look of fear crossed Syaoran's tigerish eyes, making Yelan smile. So he cared about her.
"When I die I'm leaving the company to Sakura. I want you to take care of her."
Syaorans eyes widened, his face flushing with rage. he jumped up, enraged, making his mother gasp painfully as her son glowered angrily at her. "I AM THE HEIR!" He shouted angrily, "How coome SHE gets the company mother? Do you think that little of me?!" Yelan gasped in pain, stuttering. "It is not that son... I-i-i-i--." Syaoran glared at her. "What makes her so much better then me? You always loved her not ME! After father died you didn't care at all about me! Father cared for me, he always did, until he died, all YOU did was cry and whimper about him, you didn't care about MY pain!" Yelan felt her heart ache, and breathing became difficult.
"S-s-s-y-yaoran..." She wheezed, tears forming in her eyes.
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Syaoran said darkely, stalking out of the room. Yelan felt the world around her collapse and tears of sorrow fell from her eyes. 'But Syaoran... it was hard to make that desicion... She cares and understands people... you still have much to learn... I just want my company in hands of someone with a soft heart... Syaoran... My son... I love you.' Yelan took a deep gasping breathe, the machine behind her was wailing, her respirator was squealing as her life line beated in a frantic strange beat. She heard nurses rushing into her room. 'Too late...' Yelan thought faintly, as the pain in her heart intensified. 'I'm dead.' There was a long steady beep. She was gone.
Sakura hummed as she brushed a comb through her hair. The large mansion was quiet without her mother or Shila, but she managed. She petted her cat Kero, who purred under her touch. The creature had golden eyes and rich yellow fur. It twitched its tail twice and lept gently on the floor. The phone rang, Sakura wondered who was calling at this time of day, the sun was setting in the west and stars dotted the fading sky.
"Hello?"
"Hello, is this Kinomoto's residence?"
"Yes."
"I am sorry to report that Yelan Li has been pronounced dead at 5:40 this afternoon, she had died from a severe heart attack...."
The phone dropped out of Sakuras hands as she stared blindly at the wall in front of her. Her mother was dead. The mechanical voice from the phone droned on and on... and the words, "Pronounced dead" reveberated in her head. Trickles of tears fled from her eyelids as she sat heavily on the floor, her eyes unseeing. Her chest hurt, yet nothing came out, a dry sob came from her, Kero meowed and licked her face roughly with its tounge, but Sakura pushed her cat away, who meowed spitefully at this and scampered away.
"Ma... ma..." Sakura said slowly as she slowly picked up the phone and answered the confused voice on the other end. Her face was pale and her body trembling. She did remeber one thing though. The nurses had told her this after noon, that Syaoran had checked in at 5:30, and left promtly around 5:29 that afternoon. Did he have something to do with it? She didn't know, the world she knew was dissolving around her, and she suddenly realized, she was all alone.
To be continued...
A/N: Syaorans not *That* bad, just misunderstood, you'll see. ^_^ Promised S and S moments in future chapters. Remeber to Read and Review! I'd love that thank you! BYE!
-Peony
Special Thanks~
Sakura_Free_Spirit (Stick with me, I'll have the story rolling faster nxt time! Thanx for the review!)
Enchanted Winter Stars (Thanx for the review! I hope you lyke this chapter!)
Winged Gaurdian (Hehehe, I know, Syaorans mean, but he's a good kid, you'll know after probably the nxt chapter, why he's like this, theres some hints on it on this chapter too)
Anonymous (Thanx for the compliment, I dunt read the dictionary. Hahaha, a lot of books did help though. Glad u liked it, and loved ur review!)
Danielle Ngo (Hehehe, ur reviews are always nice, I'm glad u like this story and my other one. ^.^ I hope u like this chapter too!)
Chapter 1- "Mother's Dead"
Author: Peonyqt1004
DISCLAIMER: As it should apply.
A beautiful young woman with large green eyes, so beautiful that they looked like precious gems themselves, and light honey brown hair that flowed in loose curls to her waist stood next to a hospital bed. The young woman was dressed in formal attired, crisp and grey, with smart and fashionable clothes and trendy boots. However, this beautiful young womans face looked very troubled. She sat down quietly next to the bed, holding a silver small cell phone in her small but long hands, she had turned off her ringing, however many buisness calls were made to her, she would'nt pick up... There was a more important issue. A faint rasping noise came from the bed, drawing the girl up to her feet, "Ma ma? Are you ok?" she asked worriedly. "I'm fine..." The thin dwindling voice replied, "Sakura, you can go do what you have to now, I'm fine." Old and aged Yelan Li said to her grown adopted daughter. Yelan had grown old, but magneficently, yet little wrinkles of anger, saddness, and dissappointment folded around her eyes and mouth, her long brown hair had turned silver with age, but her skin, was remarkably smooth for a woman her age.
"Nothing more important then you." Sakura said firmly, refusing to move. Yelan smiled, with effort. "Sakura, I won't be in this world much longer." Sakura flinched, "No, you're staying here till I get married." Sakura said crisply, hiding the hurt underneathe. Yelan chuckled and coughed. "I don't think so Sakura... I don't want to leave you alone in this world... but I have no choice." Sakura felt tears prick in her eyelids. "Don't talk like that." She said briskly, gently patting the blanket covering her adopted mother in order to keep herself from wailing outloud. Yelan smiled and moisture built in the old womans eyes. "If only I could see Syaoran one more time..." She said wistfully. Sakura wanted to cry and rage outloud as the mention of that name. Syaoran, her so called brother, her mothers so called son... He didn't even come to visit after their mothers heart attack.
"I'm sure he'll come." Sakura said quickly, not wanting to dash her mothers hope in fear it will make her mother heartbroken, but secretly, Sakura suspected that Syaoran would not come. Yelan looked old and weary, "I hope so..." The old woman drifted off, sleep taking over her. Sakura trembled slightly as she got up. 'Mother won't be here for long.' Sakura realized, though she wanted to deny her, the peaceful look on her mothers face, and the faint beeping of the machine brought back a fresh wave of new fears. 'Oh Mother... don't leave...' Sakura clenched her fist. 'The one person who truely cared for me, is leaving soon... how can I face the world without her?' Sakura felt tears well up in her eyes as she went out of the room, she turned on her cell phone and listened to all the messages recorded.
*Beep* Sakura, Preston wants you to type up that report... *beep*
*Beep* Sakura, where were you? Preston has been looking for you... *beep*
*Beep* Mrs. Li? The power point project was just finished yesterday and I was wondering when I should drop it in?*beep*
Sakura sighed. She knew she should've told them about her mothers sickness, but she was too scared to face the truth and actually admitting it. Finally, she was defeated, after weeks and weeks of denial, she knew her mothers death was unavoidable, death came to everyone. Sometimes she wondered if her true parents were dead, but then, would they care if she was alive? She doubted it. The old faded sting of old destroyed hopes and dreams resounded in her heart, yet she took in a deep breathe and held it down, it wouldn't defeat her. However, Syaoran... Yelan wanted to see him so bad. After he had left for Japan, he didn't come back, a few letters had arrives, indicating that he had taken residence there and that he had become a company manager and more. He had given them his number, but it was forced. Sakura could sense it from the tone of that letter. Sakura started to tremble violently as she came to a desicion, not for her sake, for her mothers. Fear overtook her, but she gathered up the frayed ends of her courage, and decided.... to call Syaoran.
Trembling slender fingers dialed the number she had saved, just in case... she felt her breath hitch as she brought the phone to her ear.
A handsome young man with dark brown hair and intense tigerish dark brown eyes speckled with gold, sat in his office, holding a letter in front of him, he was trembling, his face was clenched in a cold and controlled look, as if something was trying to come out and he would'nt let it. The letter floated to the ground as he let it go. So, his mother was terribly ill... He felt a strange sadness and a coldness mixed with it. He cared yet he didn't, he wasn't sure what to do. His hands clenched and unclenched as he opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling with an incredibly blank look on his face.
'Mother... is dying...'
Syaoran deperatly wanted to go to his mother and comfort her... but a bitterness grew in him. 'But she would be there.' Syaoran thought, disgusted with the sound of her name, even if it was in his mind, 'Sakura.' He hated her, she had taken every bit of love that HE should've gotten, everything... and took it for herself. 'She was selfish.' He thought gloomily. If another person had looked through his mind, and listened to his reason, they might've called it jelousy... but Syaoran was sure that it was more then that, that his anger was justified. Deep in thought, he hardly heard his cell phone ringing, only when the viborator within the cell carried the silvery phone to the edge of his desk did he notice it. In his most professionaly voice, shaking off all his momentary thoughts, he recieved the call, speaking in perfect Japanese.
"Hello, Syaoran Li speaking."
A sweet husky voice answered him, it was not high, but not low, just in between. A voice of a sensual female. Syaoran smirked. Another woman seeking his attention. "Syaoran?" The voice questioned, her voice was shaking, Syaoran frowned. The voice was vaugely familiar, now that he thought about it. "Whose this?" Syaoran demanded. He almost hung up on her when the woman answered. "Sakura." But something in her tone, her voice, caught him.
"Syaoran, I won't be at the hospital tommorow afternoon, if you can somehow catch a flight to China and see mother--."
"You have no right calling my mother yours." Syaoran said, rather possesively. He heard a sigh from the other side, "Ok Syaoran, Yelan. Yelan is sick, and she really wants to see her, I thought maybe you can see her? I promise I won't stop by at all. You won't see me." "Good." Syaoran said curtly. "I'll go, but I don't want to see you." There was a grateful sigh from the other side, "Ok, thanks." The phone clicked as she hung up. Slowly he closed his phone, he was going to Hong Kong. To see his mother.
Yelan blinked a couple of time, clearing the faint haze about her dimming eyes. She was quite suprised to meet a pair of brown eyes... "Its a dream... is it really my son?" She asked, the young grown man looked at her, a muscle throbbing at his temple for a strange reason. "Yes, this is Syaoran." The tall handsome man suprised her, he almost looked like her dead husband. Tears misted her eyes. "You look almost like Xiahou De Li." Yelan said faintly. Syaoran let out a faint smile, recognizing his fathers name. "Thank you." There was a long silence between them, and Syaoran was fidgeting. "Please sit down." Yelan said, watching her son with adoring eyes. Thsi handsome figure was her son. HER son. Pride filled her from her head to her toes. He was dressed in a pair of comfortable grey slacks and an off white creme sweater, his collar, which showed from under his wool sweater, was unkempt and messy. His longish dark brown hairs kept falling into his eyes, his broad yet slender hand kept brushing them away. "The elders kept you in shape." Yelan commented. Syaoran nodded. "There never was a day without martial arts training, they keep thinking I'm going to return to Hong Kong to take my fathers place in the clan, and take over the company." Yelan looked sorrowful, a cold look had setteled in her sons eyes. She grieved, how could her adopted daughter be so much easier to talk to then her own son? "Syaoran, there are many things I must tell you before I'm gone." Yelan felt her weariness come back to her, she didn't want to know how it was being nothing. He flinched and a look of fear crossed Syaoran's tigerish eyes, making Yelan smile. So he cared about her.
"When I die I'm leaving the company to Sakura. I want you to take care of her."
Syaorans eyes widened, his face flushing with rage. he jumped up, enraged, making his mother gasp painfully as her son glowered angrily at her. "I AM THE HEIR!" He shouted angrily, "How coome SHE gets the company mother? Do you think that little of me?!" Yelan gasped in pain, stuttering. "It is not that son... I-i-i-i--." Syaoran glared at her. "What makes her so much better then me? You always loved her not ME! After father died you didn't care at all about me! Father cared for me, he always did, until he died, all YOU did was cry and whimper about him, you didn't care about MY pain!" Yelan felt her heart ache, and breathing became difficult.
"S-s-s-y-yaoran..." She wheezed, tears forming in her eyes.
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Syaoran said darkely, stalking out of the room. Yelan felt the world around her collapse and tears of sorrow fell from her eyes. 'But Syaoran... it was hard to make that desicion... She cares and understands people... you still have much to learn... I just want my company in hands of someone with a soft heart... Syaoran... My son... I love you.' Yelan took a deep gasping breathe, the machine behind her was wailing, her respirator was squealing as her life line beated in a frantic strange beat. She heard nurses rushing into her room. 'Too late...' Yelan thought faintly, as the pain in her heart intensified. 'I'm dead.' There was a long steady beep. She was gone.
Sakura hummed as she brushed a comb through her hair. The large mansion was quiet without her mother or Shila, but she managed. She petted her cat Kero, who purred under her touch. The creature had golden eyes and rich yellow fur. It twitched its tail twice and lept gently on the floor. The phone rang, Sakura wondered who was calling at this time of day, the sun was setting in the west and stars dotted the fading sky.
"Hello?"
"Hello, is this Kinomoto's residence?"
"Yes."
"I am sorry to report that Yelan Li has been pronounced dead at 5:40 this afternoon, she had died from a severe heart attack...."
The phone dropped out of Sakuras hands as she stared blindly at the wall in front of her. Her mother was dead. The mechanical voice from the phone droned on and on... and the words, "Pronounced dead" reveberated in her head. Trickles of tears fled from her eyelids as she sat heavily on the floor, her eyes unseeing. Her chest hurt, yet nothing came out, a dry sob came from her, Kero meowed and licked her face roughly with its tounge, but Sakura pushed her cat away, who meowed spitefully at this and scampered away.
"Ma... ma..." Sakura said slowly as she slowly picked up the phone and answered the confused voice on the other end. Her face was pale and her body trembling. She did remeber one thing though. The nurses had told her this after noon, that Syaoran had checked in at 5:30, and left promtly around 5:29 that afternoon. Did he have something to do with it? She didn't know, the world she knew was dissolving around her, and she suddenly realized, she was all alone.
To be continued...
A/N: Syaorans not *That* bad, just misunderstood, you'll see. ^_^ Promised S and S moments in future chapters. Remeber to Read and Review! I'd love that thank you! BYE!
-Peony
Special Thanks~
Sakura_Free_Spirit (Stick with me, I'll have the story rolling faster nxt time! Thanx for the review!)
Enchanted Winter Stars (Thanx for the review! I hope you lyke this chapter!)
Winged Gaurdian (Hehehe, I know, Syaorans mean, but he's a good kid, you'll know after probably the nxt chapter, why he's like this, theres some hints on it on this chapter too)
Anonymous (Thanx for the compliment, I dunt read the dictionary. Hahaha, a lot of books did help though. Glad u liked it, and loved ur review!)
Danielle Ngo (Hehehe, ur reviews are always nice, I'm glad u like this story and my other one. ^.^ I hope u like this chapter too!)