Title: This is Not Enough
Author: Peonyqt1004
Chapter Title: "Help Me."
A/N: Sorry for the late update. I was busy. ^_^ Hope you like this chapter. This one has less drama... at least I think so. I have this huge writers block and I'm a bit tired. Well. Read and Review! Please! ^_^ It makes me happy!
Disclaimer: Not mine. Clamp owns CCS.
His steps were brisk and precise, the creak of the door echoed about the large room as he came inside his house. It was a grandoise house, large and richly decorated. The dark figure of a man stepped cautiously up the stairs, but the lights snapped on, momentairaly blinding him.
"You're late, again."
A sharp voice said to him. Slowly, the tall young man turned around to meet the eyes of the venomous creature who spoke it. A small yet slender aging woman stood by the kitchen door, her greying locks were dyed blonde and her yellow eyes flashed angrily. She rounded on him and slapped his face.
The man didn't say anything, not even flinching.
"You're late, I told you to be home precisely at 10!"
"I had buisness." The man said coldly, the woman humped haughtily and glared at the tall man with ebnoy locks framing his face.
"You should be glad I didn't kill you when I had the chance Tory Kinomoto!" Tory didn't flinch at all, he looked away coolly, without a word, he went up the stairs.
"Tory I have something you want! If you want it back! Then you better not do anything drastic!" The woman yelled shrilly as she whirled around and slammed the kitchen door with a bang.
--At Sakura's Mansion--
Sleeping soundly, Sakura curled up into a tight ball, clutching the warm pink covers against her.
'Sakura... Mother is never coming back...'
A voice in her mind told her, a comforting arm went about her and she looked up at the blurred figure.
'I saw her I know I did!'
The taller boy hugged her tightly... and she sobbed into his shirt. She felt at peace, but an underlying sorrow made her wake up. Tear flooded from her eyes as she faced reality. The sun crept across the hardwood floor as she got up, wiping her tears away. It was 8:00 am. Today was Saturday so she had a break. Sakura stretched and could'nt shake off the feeling of comfort from the dream she had. But who was the mother she was talking about? Was it Yelan? But then the taller boy seemed to be someone she didn't know. It could'nt be Syaoran. She shrugged it off, maybe it was one of her strange and bizarre dreams with no meaning. She got up slowly and yawned, she heard the loud gonging of her doorbell, a hideous sound to her ears in such a time as this. Wincing, she rubbed her eyes as she stumbled downstairs.
"Yes?" Sakura asked, yawning slightly as she opened the door, her eyes widened.
"Tomoyo?!" She squeaked. The tall elegant girl with purple hair smiled. "Hello Sakura, I just came to visit!" Sakura squeaked. "I'm not ready yet! I just woke--" Tomoyo giggled. "Don't worry, my boyfriend is here but he won't be looking at you." Sakura groaned and opened the door, hiding behind it.
"Come in, but I'll be RIGHT back! Ok!" Sakura hurried up the stairs, huffing as she got to her bathroom and quickly cleaned up.
Tomoyo smiled as she looked around the well furnished house. It was large, spacious, and grandoise in every way possible. There were two large stair cases going up, and the living room was as large as a ball room. Tropical foilage and flowers bordered the room, in a large corner was a beautifully crafted coffee table with leather couches ligning around it. Tomoyo took a seat there.
"You can come in now Eriol." Tomoyo said loudly, smiling as her tall, and darkly handsome boyfriend entered. He was tall and lean, pale and handsome in a aristrocrat way. He was elegant with his dark navy hair and his large sophisticated silver rimmed glasses. Dressed in a dark blue suit, he entered and sat besides Tomoyo, fidgeting, but managing a cool look. His eyes were dark and mysterious, his face pondering and a curious upturning of the lip at the ends marked a bit of humor on his rather severe face. Tomoyo held his right hand with her left, squeezing it. "I just want you to meet my new friend, a.k.a boss." Tomoyo whispered. "She said she was going to help me become famous!" Eriol nodded solemly, his eyes far away as he stared at the wall, an impatient look clouding his handsome features.
Sakura stumbled down the stairs, attempting to pull on a white sweater.
"Hoe! Gomen nasai for keeping you waiting!"
"It's ok!" Tomoyo said brightly, getting up. "Sakura, this is my boyfriends, Eriol. Eriol, this is Sakura."
"Oh... Hi!" Sakura said, turning beet red. Eriol really was good looking, and she felt her heart fluttering in her chest. Eriol's eyes slightly widened with awe at her beauty. It was strange, her beauty shone from within her, from those eyes. Although her face and body were very desirable, the first thing that your eyes would be drawn to were those two sparkling luminous eyes.
"Nice to meet you." Eriol said polietly, kissing the back of her hand. Sakura flushed and drew away quickly. Eriol gave his fiancee a half smile. "You never told me your friend was nearly as beautiful as you." Tomoyo haughtily threw her long hair over her shoulder. "From how you look at her, you're besotten with her already." Eriol scoffed. "Come Tomoyo, you know I won't like anyone else but you." Tomoyo gave him a dazzling smile. "Right." She said.
---In Syaoran's Summer Home...---
Syaoran tossed and turned in his bed, he had pulled down the blinds and drew his covers over his head yet those accusing words did not fade from his mind. Finally, he gave up and threw the covers off of him.
"She's nothing like me! Nothing!" Syaoran yelled into the large vast space of his home. His own voice echoed back at him. As if on cue, his phone rang. Grunting, he got out of bed and snatched up his phone.
"Hello?"
"This is me! Remeber me?!"
A high piping voice with a slight southern accent rang through the line. Syaoran groaned silently to himself.
"How'd you find my phone number?"
"Oh... that doesn't matter, You're back in China I heard! That's great! Do you want to come with me and--."
"Sorry Rachel, I'm busy." Syaoran said coldly. He quickly hung the phone and sighed. He kept changing his number but this girl was like a stalker. She somehow found out his new phone number and never gave up... The phone rang again. He knew who it was, he stalked over to the wall and yanked out the phone line, leaving only dead silence.
'Much better.'
Syaoran sighed and stretched a bit. He would have to return to Japan soon, with his stock... he wasn't going to stay at the half of the home which was his. He checked his wall clock and chucked his green silk shirt off his body and prepared to start a new day. But those words still rang in his head, 'We are the same in some ways!'
--At the Company--
Sakura observed as the models walked down the platform, wearing a variety of clothes made by her company. A tall male model walked in front of her, posed, and blew a kiss at her. Sakura sweatdropped as he walked away with a manly gait. Sakura sighed. "Tomoyo, you're right. We need a better style then this. I mean, this is trite... not to be mean to the other fashion designers, but we just need something new... something... classy..." Tomoyo nodded, her eyes bright. "Well, Sakura, I sketched and created some of the clothes here..." Tomoyo handed Sakura a sketchbook. Curiously Sakura opened it.
"Whoa."
Sakura stared at the clothes drawn there with such merticulous care. "This... its... it's just right!" Tomoyo flushed at the compliment. "Oh, thank you." Sakura smiled and a question mark popped from her head as Tomoyo shoved something into her hand. Tomoyo winked.
"I made this in dedication to you and it's only right if you wore it on got onstage."
Sakura started to stutter. "W-w-w-what?! But I'm not a model! I can't even walk like one! I have to sit here and help my other clients--"
Tomoyo lightly stomped her foot. "C'mon Sakura, please? Just this once?" Sakura sighed, for a strange reason, even though she had only been friends with Tomoyo for a short time, she felt as if she should'nt refuse. She felt herself giving in.
"Well... alright then!"
Sakura took the clothes and pointed out several instructions to her employees, and dissappeared to change.
--With Syaoran--
Syaoran sauntered inside the company, he wanted one last look at the company before he left it. It could've been his, but Sakura took it. Instead of the usual boiling anger, he felt a strange tiredness and let out a resigned sigh. He heard loud music blaring from the show case downstairs where his mother used to have the models strut their stuff to practice before they had a meeting with other companies. Curious to see how things worked out, he peeked in the door. Models strutted their stuff down the walkway, a instructor was shouting instructions to the models as they walked past. Syaoran's eyes widened as he saw someone walk down the walkway.
Her steps were unsure and premature.
Yet she was stunning.
Dressed in a tight fitting silver dress with designs embroided about the flamboyant hem... she was like an angel sent down from heaven. Her adburn hair cascaded down her back in ringlets and was styled so half her hair was up in a silver bow. At the end of the walkway, Sakura gave a rather shaky spin and a really adorable pose before she rushed off stage. Syaoran stared intensely at the figure hurrying away. There was a long silence in the room. It was a stunned silence. Syaoran slowly walked into the room and bumped into a rather flushed Tomoyo, whose eyes were sparkeling gleefully.
"Oh, hello Mr. Li!" She said cheerfully.
"Hello." Syaoran said distractedly, looking around for Sakura.
"Are you looking for Sakura?"
Syaoran looked rather startled. "Wha-- no!" He said quickly, he gave her the best glare he could muster during that time and left the room quickly.
---With Sakura---
Sakura walked out of the large building quietly, her eyes distant and thoughtful. She had a contract to make with a man from Japan... a big company called Nadeshiko Plans. It was in a few months and she was nervous. If she ruined it then, then all would be ruined. A bit distressed, Sakura didn't notice that someone was standing directly in front of her. They collided.
"Oops!" Sakura squealed, stepping back quickly, muttering a thousand sorry's at once.
"Oh, it's ok." A gentle kindly voice said quickly. Sakura looked up and blinked. Light brown met green. The slightly taller man with silverish grey hair smiled brightly, pushing the glasses up his nose. "I was the one a bit distracted.... I should be sorry... Miss...."
"Li." Sakura squeaked. Those eyes hypotised her.
"Oh..." The man smiled. "I'm Yukito Kinomoto." Sakura gasped. "The head of Nadesiko Plan?!" Yukito made a wry face. "No, second in commad. I had to come here in Tory's place, he said he had no time to do this and sent me to chat a bit about our contract before I head back to Japan."
For a strange reason Sakura felt warm and her cheeks turned a light shade of pink.
"Oh, Ok..."
'Strange...' Sakura thought to herself, briefly looking at Yukito one more time. 'He seems familiar... his face... and his voice... but I can't pinpoint it...'
"How about Yumi's Resturant?"
"Sure!" Sakura said quickly, not wanting to dwell on her thoughts.
'Maybe I like him?'
Sakura wondered. She never really liked men before... but... this person was... diffrent. She could'nt explain how. But.... it was exhilirating.
---With Syaoran---
Syaoran wanted to curse at himself. He felt like an idiot, gawking at his step-sister! His face grew warm at the thought. He scowled darkly. He was suppose to hate her, yet this small twinge of... something more kept making him... a softy. Something his elders never wanted him to be.
'Li's are strong and fearless...'
Those words echoed through his head as he remebered his turbulent and dark past.
'Tears... wanting of love... all this are trifle to a clan's honor...'
That was why soon... his elders would appoint a family member as his wife. Someone with pure Li blood. His shivered at that thought, it made his skin crawl. He had given up his hopes of ever thinking and dreaming about love. He wasn't a real romantic person at heart. Feeling were hard for him to express, since his clan tried to supress the dark emotions which Syaoran had when he was younger.
He was a young boy, hungry for love and comfort.
Yet they wanted something else.
They never knew that Syaoran had so much anger and fusterations pent up in him... They never knew what went through his head, and Syaoran didn't know much about himself either. Since his elders hid his true self away. Suddenly, the anger came rushing up through his veins, burning... scorching...
**WHAM**
He punched the brick wall next to him and the brick crumbled a little bit... and his knuckles started to bleed and signs of bruising showed through it.
This anger...
He had hid it and used it all out on Sakura.
He wanted her to wilt... just like he had...
Yet she was somehow stronger... like a flower... no matter how the wind blows, the flower gracefully moved back and comes back up again... like the reeds...
He had hated her for that... and more. Something he couldn't comprehend.
But now, a stranger feeling has risen in him. He wished to see Sakura again. This time, he wanted to be diffrent from what he was now. He wanted to show her he was caring. Be a real older brother to her. This change in his heart... was triggered by more sorrow... and the wanting of someone to understand and to be there even if he was angry. And the only person who was there was beautiful gentle and ever patient Sakura.
He heard the door open, and knew, somehow, that it was Sakura. He hesitantly turned the corner and looked up, trying to let loose words that were hard for him to say.
But, Sakura was with another person.
The taller man with silver hair gently lead a rather flushed Sakura towards a car...
Syaoran's lips grew thin and he felt a horrible headache coming. A strange sense of betrayal engulfed him, he tried to control the anger surging about his veins... but this time... for a strange reason... he let it go. The anger... became a bitter need to hurt someone... brutally. He did not understand himself, he felt confused and rather bewildered as he started to march angrily towards the car.
--With Tory--
Tory knelt next to a large mound... two mounds actually. They were next to each other... a sakura tree in full bloom next to them. The green mounds were decorated with loose sakura petals... and the fragrance of something fresh and floral floated about the strangely peaceful site.
Tears fell from Tory's eyes.
They hit the ground lightly... like raindrops...
"Mother.... Father..." He said hoarsely, the usual strong and arrogant eyes were soft and vunerable as he stared at the two gravestones marking the grave. "I still didn't find her... it's been 9 years... Mother... father... I can't find her... I can't find little sister." His voice shook as he closed his eyes, letting the ray of sunlight lightly hit his face... A gentle breeze combed his hair.
"Why did you leave when you did? Sakura is gone mother... father... I will never see my little monster again...."
Tory gulped down his sorrow as he took in a deep uneven breath.
"Why can't you help me find her? I can't... is she dead? Show me a sign!" His voice became spiteful and angry. "If she's dead why did you let me live this long! Why did you pitiful dead spirit come and protect me from a blissful death?!" His voice rose in volumn as he yelled at his parents... and the sky.
"I can't keep my promise! How can I protect someone who I can't see! How can I hope to become something when I am nothing?! WHY DID YOU LET HER GET HURT!"
His angry voice echoed through the graveyard.
A gentle coo of a dove made Tory sag. His eyes weary.
"Mother... I see you in dreams. I try to reach you. But I can never touch you.... I see Sakura in my dreams. But she runs away.... and she laughs at me... and then... I watch her die a 1000 painful deaths... and the murderer? It's Pearl..."
--Yukito's car--
Yukito's gentle slender hands revved up the engine. Sakura sighed as she ran a hand across the dashboard.
"Is the boss of your company nice?"
"Yes. He's nice to people he cares for."
Sakura nodded slowly.
There was a long silence and Yukito started to back up...
"What the hell?!" Yukito cursed.
Someone yanked Sakura's door open and dragged her out. Sakura screeched and clawed at the attacker and heard a sharp intake of breathe and a hiss of pain.
She saw a familiar pair od dark brooding eyes...
"S-s-syaoran?"
He stared at her strangely, his eyes were blank and a flicker of confusion went through it.
Yukito lept out of the car and looked at Sakura with worry. "Are you ok? Whose this?!"
"That's Syaoran Li, my step-brother."
Yukito stared at Sakura. "You mean Syaoran Li?"
"Yes..." Sakura started but a hand roughly grabbed her arm and dragged her away.
Syaoran seemed to have a hard time controlling himself as he brought Sakura to his car.
"What are you doing?!" Sakura demanded.
"I need to ask you something." Syaoran said rather hurriedly, his eyes were frantic. "I can't control myself." He said rather helplessly. "I want you to help me."
To be Continued...
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Author: Peonyqt1004
Chapter Title: "Help Me."
A/N: Sorry for the late update. I was busy. ^_^ Hope you like this chapter. This one has less drama... at least I think so. I have this huge writers block and I'm a bit tired. Well. Read and Review! Please! ^_^ It makes me happy!
Disclaimer: Not mine. Clamp owns CCS.
His steps were brisk and precise, the creak of the door echoed about the large room as he came inside his house. It was a grandoise house, large and richly decorated. The dark figure of a man stepped cautiously up the stairs, but the lights snapped on, momentairaly blinding him.
"You're late, again."
A sharp voice said to him. Slowly, the tall young man turned around to meet the eyes of the venomous creature who spoke it. A small yet slender aging woman stood by the kitchen door, her greying locks were dyed blonde and her yellow eyes flashed angrily. She rounded on him and slapped his face.
The man didn't say anything, not even flinching.
"You're late, I told you to be home precisely at 10!"
"I had buisness." The man said coldly, the woman humped haughtily and glared at the tall man with ebnoy locks framing his face.
"You should be glad I didn't kill you when I had the chance Tory Kinomoto!" Tory didn't flinch at all, he looked away coolly, without a word, he went up the stairs.
"Tory I have something you want! If you want it back! Then you better not do anything drastic!" The woman yelled shrilly as she whirled around and slammed the kitchen door with a bang.
--At Sakura's Mansion--
Sleeping soundly, Sakura curled up into a tight ball, clutching the warm pink covers against her.
'Sakura... Mother is never coming back...'
A voice in her mind told her, a comforting arm went about her and she looked up at the blurred figure.
'I saw her I know I did!'
The taller boy hugged her tightly... and she sobbed into his shirt. She felt at peace, but an underlying sorrow made her wake up. Tear flooded from her eyes as she faced reality. The sun crept across the hardwood floor as she got up, wiping her tears away. It was 8:00 am. Today was Saturday so she had a break. Sakura stretched and could'nt shake off the feeling of comfort from the dream she had. But who was the mother she was talking about? Was it Yelan? But then the taller boy seemed to be someone she didn't know. It could'nt be Syaoran. She shrugged it off, maybe it was one of her strange and bizarre dreams with no meaning. She got up slowly and yawned, she heard the loud gonging of her doorbell, a hideous sound to her ears in such a time as this. Wincing, she rubbed her eyes as she stumbled downstairs.
"Yes?" Sakura asked, yawning slightly as she opened the door, her eyes widened.
"Tomoyo?!" She squeaked. The tall elegant girl with purple hair smiled. "Hello Sakura, I just came to visit!" Sakura squeaked. "I'm not ready yet! I just woke--" Tomoyo giggled. "Don't worry, my boyfriend is here but he won't be looking at you." Sakura groaned and opened the door, hiding behind it.
"Come in, but I'll be RIGHT back! Ok!" Sakura hurried up the stairs, huffing as she got to her bathroom and quickly cleaned up.
Tomoyo smiled as she looked around the well furnished house. It was large, spacious, and grandoise in every way possible. There were two large stair cases going up, and the living room was as large as a ball room. Tropical foilage and flowers bordered the room, in a large corner was a beautifully crafted coffee table with leather couches ligning around it. Tomoyo took a seat there.
"You can come in now Eriol." Tomoyo said loudly, smiling as her tall, and darkly handsome boyfriend entered. He was tall and lean, pale and handsome in a aristrocrat way. He was elegant with his dark navy hair and his large sophisticated silver rimmed glasses. Dressed in a dark blue suit, he entered and sat besides Tomoyo, fidgeting, but managing a cool look. His eyes were dark and mysterious, his face pondering and a curious upturning of the lip at the ends marked a bit of humor on his rather severe face. Tomoyo held his right hand with her left, squeezing it. "I just want you to meet my new friend, a.k.a boss." Tomoyo whispered. "She said she was going to help me become famous!" Eriol nodded solemly, his eyes far away as he stared at the wall, an impatient look clouding his handsome features.
Sakura stumbled down the stairs, attempting to pull on a white sweater.
"Hoe! Gomen nasai for keeping you waiting!"
"It's ok!" Tomoyo said brightly, getting up. "Sakura, this is my boyfriends, Eriol. Eriol, this is Sakura."
"Oh... Hi!" Sakura said, turning beet red. Eriol really was good looking, and she felt her heart fluttering in her chest. Eriol's eyes slightly widened with awe at her beauty. It was strange, her beauty shone from within her, from those eyes. Although her face and body were very desirable, the first thing that your eyes would be drawn to were those two sparkling luminous eyes.
"Nice to meet you." Eriol said polietly, kissing the back of her hand. Sakura flushed and drew away quickly. Eriol gave his fiancee a half smile. "You never told me your friend was nearly as beautiful as you." Tomoyo haughtily threw her long hair over her shoulder. "From how you look at her, you're besotten with her already." Eriol scoffed. "Come Tomoyo, you know I won't like anyone else but you." Tomoyo gave him a dazzling smile. "Right." She said.
---In Syaoran's Summer Home...---
Syaoran tossed and turned in his bed, he had pulled down the blinds and drew his covers over his head yet those accusing words did not fade from his mind. Finally, he gave up and threw the covers off of him.
"She's nothing like me! Nothing!" Syaoran yelled into the large vast space of his home. His own voice echoed back at him. As if on cue, his phone rang. Grunting, he got out of bed and snatched up his phone.
"Hello?"
"This is me! Remeber me?!"
A high piping voice with a slight southern accent rang through the line. Syaoran groaned silently to himself.
"How'd you find my phone number?"
"Oh... that doesn't matter, You're back in China I heard! That's great! Do you want to come with me and--."
"Sorry Rachel, I'm busy." Syaoran said coldly. He quickly hung the phone and sighed. He kept changing his number but this girl was like a stalker. She somehow found out his new phone number and never gave up... The phone rang again. He knew who it was, he stalked over to the wall and yanked out the phone line, leaving only dead silence.
'Much better.'
Syaoran sighed and stretched a bit. He would have to return to Japan soon, with his stock... he wasn't going to stay at the half of the home which was his. He checked his wall clock and chucked his green silk shirt off his body and prepared to start a new day. But those words still rang in his head, 'We are the same in some ways!'
--At the Company--
Sakura observed as the models walked down the platform, wearing a variety of clothes made by her company. A tall male model walked in front of her, posed, and blew a kiss at her. Sakura sweatdropped as he walked away with a manly gait. Sakura sighed. "Tomoyo, you're right. We need a better style then this. I mean, this is trite... not to be mean to the other fashion designers, but we just need something new... something... classy..." Tomoyo nodded, her eyes bright. "Well, Sakura, I sketched and created some of the clothes here..." Tomoyo handed Sakura a sketchbook. Curiously Sakura opened it.
"Whoa."
Sakura stared at the clothes drawn there with such merticulous care. "This... its... it's just right!" Tomoyo flushed at the compliment. "Oh, thank you." Sakura smiled and a question mark popped from her head as Tomoyo shoved something into her hand. Tomoyo winked.
"I made this in dedication to you and it's only right if you wore it on got onstage."
Sakura started to stutter. "W-w-w-what?! But I'm not a model! I can't even walk like one! I have to sit here and help my other clients--"
Tomoyo lightly stomped her foot. "C'mon Sakura, please? Just this once?" Sakura sighed, for a strange reason, even though she had only been friends with Tomoyo for a short time, she felt as if she should'nt refuse. She felt herself giving in.
"Well... alright then!"
Sakura took the clothes and pointed out several instructions to her employees, and dissappeared to change.
--With Syaoran--
Syaoran sauntered inside the company, he wanted one last look at the company before he left it. It could've been his, but Sakura took it. Instead of the usual boiling anger, he felt a strange tiredness and let out a resigned sigh. He heard loud music blaring from the show case downstairs where his mother used to have the models strut their stuff to practice before they had a meeting with other companies. Curious to see how things worked out, he peeked in the door. Models strutted their stuff down the walkway, a instructor was shouting instructions to the models as they walked past. Syaoran's eyes widened as he saw someone walk down the walkway.
Her steps were unsure and premature.
Yet she was stunning.
Dressed in a tight fitting silver dress with designs embroided about the flamboyant hem... she was like an angel sent down from heaven. Her adburn hair cascaded down her back in ringlets and was styled so half her hair was up in a silver bow. At the end of the walkway, Sakura gave a rather shaky spin and a really adorable pose before she rushed off stage. Syaoran stared intensely at the figure hurrying away. There was a long silence in the room. It was a stunned silence. Syaoran slowly walked into the room and bumped into a rather flushed Tomoyo, whose eyes were sparkeling gleefully.
"Oh, hello Mr. Li!" She said cheerfully.
"Hello." Syaoran said distractedly, looking around for Sakura.
"Are you looking for Sakura?"
Syaoran looked rather startled. "Wha-- no!" He said quickly, he gave her the best glare he could muster during that time and left the room quickly.
---With Sakura---
Sakura walked out of the large building quietly, her eyes distant and thoughtful. She had a contract to make with a man from Japan... a big company called Nadeshiko Plans. It was in a few months and she was nervous. If she ruined it then, then all would be ruined. A bit distressed, Sakura didn't notice that someone was standing directly in front of her. They collided.
"Oops!" Sakura squealed, stepping back quickly, muttering a thousand sorry's at once.
"Oh, it's ok." A gentle kindly voice said quickly. Sakura looked up and blinked. Light brown met green. The slightly taller man with silverish grey hair smiled brightly, pushing the glasses up his nose. "I was the one a bit distracted.... I should be sorry... Miss...."
"Li." Sakura squeaked. Those eyes hypotised her.
"Oh..." The man smiled. "I'm Yukito Kinomoto." Sakura gasped. "The head of Nadesiko Plan?!" Yukito made a wry face. "No, second in commad. I had to come here in Tory's place, he said he had no time to do this and sent me to chat a bit about our contract before I head back to Japan."
For a strange reason Sakura felt warm and her cheeks turned a light shade of pink.
"Oh, Ok..."
'Strange...' Sakura thought to herself, briefly looking at Yukito one more time. 'He seems familiar... his face... and his voice... but I can't pinpoint it...'
"How about Yumi's Resturant?"
"Sure!" Sakura said quickly, not wanting to dwell on her thoughts.
'Maybe I like him?'
Sakura wondered. She never really liked men before... but... this person was... diffrent. She could'nt explain how. But.... it was exhilirating.
---With Syaoran---
Syaoran wanted to curse at himself. He felt like an idiot, gawking at his step-sister! His face grew warm at the thought. He scowled darkly. He was suppose to hate her, yet this small twinge of... something more kept making him... a softy. Something his elders never wanted him to be.
'Li's are strong and fearless...'
Those words echoed through his head as he remebered his turbulent and dark past.
'Tears... wanting of love... all this are trifle to a clan's honor...'
That was why soon... his elders would appoint a family member as his wife. Someone with pure Li blood. His shivered at that thought, it made his skin crawl. He had given up his hopes of ever thinking and dreaming about love. He wasn't a real romantic person at heart. Feeling were hard for him to express, since his clan tried to supress the dark emotions which Syaoran had when he was younger.
He was a young boy, hungry for love and comfort.
Yet they wanted something else.
They never knew that Syaoran had so much anger and fusterations pent up in him... They never knew what went through his head, and Syaoran didn't know much about himself either. Since his elders hid his true self away. Suddenly, the anger came rushing up through his veins, burning... scorching...
**WHAM**
He punched the brick wall next to him and the brick crumbled a little bit... and his knuckles started to bleed and signs of bruising showed through it.
This anger...
He had hid it and used it all out on Sakura.
He wanted her to wilt... just like he had...
Yet she was somehow stronger... like a flower... no matter how the wind blows, the flower gracefully moved back and comes back up again... like the reeds...
He had hated her for that... and more. Something he couldn't comprehend.
But now, a stranger feeling has risen in him. He wished to see Sakura again. This time, he wanted to be diffrent from what he was now. He wanted to show her he was caring. Be a real older brother to her. This change in his heart... was triggered by more sorrow... and the wanting of someone to understand and to be there even if he was angry. And the only person who was there was beautiful gentle and ever patient Sakura.
He heard the door open, and knew, somehow, that it was Sakura. He hesitantly turned the corner and looked up, trying to let loose words that were hard for him to say.
But, Sakura was with another person.
The taller man with silver hair gently lead a rather flushed Sakura towards a car...
Syaoran's lips grew thin and he felt a horrible headache coming. A strange sense of betrayal engulfed him, he tried to control the anger surging about his veins... but this time... for a strange reason... he let it go. The anger... became a bitter need to hurt someone... brutally. He did not understand himself, he felt confused and rather bewildered as he started to march angrily towards the car.
--With Tory--
Tory knelt next to a large mound... two mounds actually. They were next to each other... a sakura tree in full bloom next to them. The green mounds were decorated with loose sakura petals... and the fragrance of something fresh and floral floated about the strangely peaceful site.
Tears fell from Tory's eyes.
They hit the ground lightly... like raindrops...
"Mother.... Father..." He said hoarsely, the usual strong and arrogant eyes were soft and vunerable as he stared at the two gravestones marking the grave. "I still didn't find her... it's been 9 years... Mother... father... I can't find her... I can't find little sister." His voice shook as he closed his eyes, letting the ray of sunlight lightly hit his face... A gentle breeze combed his hair.
"Why did you leave when you did? Sakura is gone mother... father... I will never see my little monster again...."
Tory gulped down his sorrow as he took in a deep uneven breath.
"Why can't you help me find her? I can't... is she dead? Show me a sign!" His voice became spiteful and angry. "If she's dead why did you let me live this long! Why did you pitiful dead spirit come and protect me from a blissful death?!" His voice rose in volumn as he yelled at his parents... and the sky.
"I can't keep my promise! How can I protect someone who I can't see! How can I hope to become something when I am nothing?! WHY DID YOU LET HER GET HURT!"
His angry voice echoed through the graveyard.
A gentle coo of a dove made Tory sag. His eyes weary.
"Mother... I see you in dreams. I try to reach you. But I can never touch you.... I see Sakura in my dreams. But she runs away.... and she laughs at me... and then... I watch her die a 1000 painful deaths... and the murderer? It's Pearl..."
--Yukito's car--
Yukito's gentle slender hands revved up the engine. Sakura sighed as she ran a hand across the dashboard.
"Is the boss of your company nice?"
"Yes. He's nice to people he cares for."
Sakura nodded slowly.
There was a long silence and Yukito started to back up...
"What the hell?!" Yukito cursed.
Someone yanked Sakura's door open and dragged her out. Sakura screeched and clawed at the attacker and heard a sharp intake of breathe and a hiss of pain.
She saw a familiar pair od dark brooding eyes...
"S-s-syaoran?"
He stared at her strangely, his eyes were blank and a flicker of confusion went through it.
Yukito lept out of the car and looked at Sakura with worry. "Are you ok? Whose this?!"
"That's Syaoran Li, my step-brother."
Yukito stared at Sakura. "You mean Syaoran Li?"
"Yes..." Sakura started but a hand roughly grabbed her arm and dragged her away.
Syaoran seemed to have a hard time controlling himself as he brought Sakura to his car.
"What are you doing?!" Sakura demanded.
"I need to ask you something." Syaoran said rather hurriedly, his eyes were frantic. "I can't control myself." He said rather helplessly. "I want you to help me."
To be Continued...
A/N: YAY! My 16th birthday is this Sunday! ^___^ Here are some thanks I'd like to give to ppl who gave me inspiration!! My lovely reviewers!
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