Title: "This is Not Enough"
Author: Peonyqt1004
Chapter Title: "Sakura makes the Headlines"
A/N: I hope you enjoy this next chapter, and sorry for all my grammar and spelling mistakes that I may make while typing this into the computer. =0 Dis all good! Thank you for your reviews! I loved it! *Sniff* Dis chapter is not as *good* as it could be, but... i hope you enjoy it anyways! =D Remeber to read and review! (Ugh, actually, this chapter rots and stinks and smells like failure... =_=;)
Oh, there are spelling errors in this entry. I could'nt proofread it or it would have been put out a week from today. =) R and R!
Pearl smiled wolfishly, flashing a rather large smile at Tory, sending him a hidden meaning. Tory's eyes were stone cold as he looked away from Pearl. Yukito looked shocked. "M-mother?!" Pearl smiled prettily. "Yes son? I didn't know you were going to attend the fashion show! I was really worried about you.'
'Yea right.' Yukito thought coldly, feeling ashamed that he was spawned by her.
"Mrs. Kinomoto! What a delight!" Sakura said happily. Pearl smiled a bright smile. "Well well Ms. Li. We meet again! How is your body? Are you feeling well?" Sakura suddenly seemed to cloud over. "Truthfully, I really have not thought about the event that much." She admitted. Pearl made a pitying face. "Oh dear, we don't want such a... sucessful young woman like you to get hurt now would you Ms. Li?" Sakura smiled uneasily. "How are you Mrs. Kinomoto? Are you doing ok?"
"I'm fine, just aching a bit in by abdomen because of that punch." Pearl remarked, wincing slightly. 'Greg sure can pack a punch...' Sakura looked sorrowful. "You really should'nt have tried to help me Mrs. Kinomoto. You just got hurt for it. But thank you for trying." Pearl smiled fakely. "Don't worry child, I always did have a tendency to worry over everyone. People do say I have a kind and merciful personality. I just HATE it to see someone in trouble or in pain Ms. Li. I really do."
----Later----
"TORY!"
There was a loud slap.
"I told you not to interfere! I'll make her death more painful!"
Tory winced at the stinging slap on his face. Sakura had left with her friend and Pearl had pulled him over behind the stage. Pearl was infuriated. An insane glint lit her icy blue eyes. "Don't you dare try Tory Kinomoto!" She said, her voice soft and deadly. "Or You'll pay! I have what you hold dear most... and your sisters life in my hands." Tory's eyes widened as Pearl slowly took out a black box from her purse. Her slender pale hands opened the black box with an ominous click.
There lay the most beauitiful and precious thing that Tory will ever know.
His mothers precious locket.
The locket...
His hands automatically reached for it, but Pearl smiled and snapped the box shut. "Nuh uh uh! Tory. Please. You don't want your mothers beautiful heirloom to be... suddenly... quite lost do you?" Tory glared at Pearl but could only clench a hand tightly.
"I'll get it from you Pearl. The only thing protecting you is your stupid black mails. But there is a way. I just have to think harder."
Pearls eyes hardened. "Tory. I can blame your fathers death on you. Quite easily too. I set it all out. You don't want to go to jail do you? Tory?" Smiling teethily, she walked away, her steps brisk and harsh against the muted sounds of snazzy music from the stage.
'You little bitch.' Tory thought angrily to himself before he turned around and walked towards the car.
'Sakura, we WILL meet again.'
----Nearing Tomoyo's House----
Her purple hair glinted in the street lamp as she climbed out of the limo towards her apartment.
"Want to come in for a cup of coffee?" Tomoyo asked, her eyes sparkling.
"Sure, why not?" Sakura said with a smile. She told her chaffeur to come back around 10 and waved goodbye as he rounded a corner. Tomoyo and Sakura started chatting. Obviously things had gotten along quite well. Tomoyo was much pleased to know that the judges had regarded her costumes in high regard. Sakura also had declared her an offical fashion designer for her company.
"You were fabulous! Oh Sakura! You're like a shining star! You are such a great person!" Tomoyo squealed... Suddenly she stopped, and stared at the sight before her. Sakura stared at Tomoyo's suddenly still figure, puzzeled, and looked towards what she was looking at.
A tall handsome man with dark navy hair and azure eyes stared their way, standing in front of Tomoyo's apartment door. His fist was about to knock on the door. He was dressed casually and simply. He wore a well fitting yet loose black sweater with gray dress pants and black shoes. His face was somber and his his glasses were at a strange angle on his face.
"E-e-eriol?!" Tomoyo stuttered, amazed at seeing her ex-boyfriend standing in front of her. He stepped towards her and Tomoyo noticed his gait was a bit off... and that he was staggering. "Are you ok?!" She asked, her voice becoming shrill with worry.
"Aren't you going to kiss me hello?" Eriol asked, his voice slurred. He was so close that she could feel him breathing on her... and she smelled alcohol.
"You were drinking!" Tomoyo exclaimed, disgusted. She pushed him away. "What is it Eriol? I said good bye long time ago!"
"I missed you."
"Yea right! Why don't you go with your little artist friends and go off around the world for another 5 years?" She said evenly, her eyes becoming moist with angry tears. "You left me, you're leaving me again. You're running away from commitment. It's either you love me or you don't Eriol."
Sakura gaped, her face turning red. It was her first time seeing two lovers fight.
"I do love you." Eriol said quietly.
"You are LYING! Onegai! LEAVE ME ALONE!" Tomoyo shrieked. "Or I'll scream!"
Eriol suddenly looked desperate. "Tomoyo! I am leaving tonight! I just wanted to say good bye.... and I was going to tell you I'll miss you... and that I'll come back for you."
Tomoyo started to cry, ragged dry sobs heaving inside of her.
"You're leaving me again! Y-y-you are doing this so we won't get m-m-ma-married!"
Eriol shook his head. "Tomoyo... I have a path to choose and... right now..."
"SHUT UP!" Tomoyo yelled, hurt and resentment flashing in her wet eyes. "Your path doesn't include me then! If you prefer your work over me then go to work!" Tomoyo whirled around and grabbed the gaping Sakura's hand. "Come on... lets go into my apartment." Tomoyo pushed Eriol aside and fumbeled for her keys. Sakura stepped back. Unsure. She was shoved out of the way when Eriol grabbed Tomoyo's shaking arms and suddenly embraced her.
"I'll miss you Tomoyo. I love you. You must belive me!"
Tomoyo shook and let herself be held, until the old hurt resurfaced. She pulled back and suddenly punched him right on the jaw. Eriol fell to the floor.
"You're friggin drunk for gods sakes. And don't come to me saying that again. You won't get into my bed again for saying those words which aren't true!" Tomoyo found her keys and opened the apartment door and slammed it shut. Forgetting Sakura. Sakura, was a bit glad not to be involved in this, she took out her cell to call her chaffeur... when she watched the handsome man get up. She noticed his eyes were moist and that he had a bruise growing on his cheekbone.
'What happened? Isn't that Eriol? The guy who came to my house before?'
She didn't bother asking, whatever this was about, it didn't require her. However, worry for Tomoyo grew in her mind as she called up her chaffeur and walked out into the driveway.
---- Tomoyo's Apartment---
Tomoyo shut the door and fell against it, tears streaming from her eyes. She slowly slide down to the floor, her legs weak, and her arms shaking.
'He's leaving me again... '
Tomoyo curled up into a ball and started to cry her heart out, her sobs echoing in her apartment. Right now, the fashion show didn't matter at all... only if he he would stay. Then she would be happy.
--- At Sakura's Mansion---
Sakura opened the door to her mansion and hummed a tune to herself. The door opened easily under her hands and she walked inside, and found it dark.
'Huh? Isn't Syaoran home?'
Confused, she went to the fridge and took out a can of coke and a grilled chicken salad. As she chowed down, she looked at the time. It was really late. It was around 9:30 and Syaoran wasn't home. It was queer but highly possible. Syaoran did have places to go.
'I wonder what he's doing?'
She thought. Her head turned quickly as she heard the door open.
'It must be Syaoran!' Excited, she went to greet her oniichan.
"Syaoran!" She cried joyfully. To her utter hurt and bewilderment, he pushed her aside, his face set and his jaws clenched. "Oniichan?" She asked hopefully. Suddenly, to her own ears, she sounded childish as he turned his back to her.
Wanting to get his attention, she pinched his arm. "Syaoran?"
Suddenly he whirled around to face her.
"WHAT!" He roared, making Sakura cower in suprise. Sakura stared. "I-i-i wanted to ask if y-you were ok."
"I'm just peachy!" Syaoran said loudly, his eyes glinting with anger. "Don't pinch me again!" Sakura looked crestfallen. "I was only jokin--."
"SHUT UP." Syaoran yelled, his eyes burning. Suddenly he rounded on a bewildered Sakura.
"Why do YOU get everything?! How come I have to be your stupid babysitter! How come even if I wasn't the homless orphan who was adopted out of pity, how come I have to work for everything when you don't?! I don't get it! Stupid bitch!" Syaoran roared, his anger sparked by her playful pinch. Sakura turned pale and stared at Syaoran, her eyes large and luminous under the dark setting foe the living room.
There was an awful silence.
Syaoran suddenly felt remorse, but anger, which always got the better of him, tamped it down. Sakura started to shake in front of him and a tear fell from her eyes. She blinked alot and a child like soft voice answered him.
"What have I ever done to you intentionally?"
Suddenly she fled, she grabbed her purse which lay on the sofa, and ran out the door. Tears blurred her vision as she slammed the door behind him.
'That ho deserved it.' He spat to himself. He kinda felt guilty... just a bit.
"She even left her keys behind. Pathetic." He muttered.
--- Sakura...---
Sakura kept running and stopped as as reached the farthest part of her neighborhood. This part of the neighborhood was frequently strewed with beer cans. The rich college students always partied here. Hurt from his dreadful words cut her like a knife. She wiped her tears away with the back of her hands. She had sounded pitiful to him. She was nothing but a naive child. Of course he'd hate her. He was rightfully the son of Yelan and she had stolen the heart of the kindly lady from him. Immediately she clenched her shirt with her fingers and griped about the unfairness of life for a second. She frowned. She just noticed a black car following her.
'Huh?'
Sakura stared at the car from the corner of her eyes and kept walking... she noticed it followed her. Suspicion and the injuries from the last attack sharpened her senses and she made a run for it. She dashed across the grounds, tripping over the strewn cans of beer as she ran. She heard the car doors opening and shutting behind her. The sound of running feet made her blood cold. Crying out, she slipped over a can and fell face first towards the ground. Hnads grabbed her wrists and dragged her up. Screaming bloody murder, Sakura scratched and kicked out at the people trying to hurt her. She heard a yelp and someone slapped her on the face. Stilling her.
"This bitch is loco." A accented voice remarked. Sakura met two large blue eyes, reminding her of someone, but not quite. He was dressed in thug clothing and smirked at the look of horror on Sakura's face.
"Hey bitch. Goodbye." He grabbed Sakura's hair and yanked her forward, Sakura cried out as she felt something hard at the side of her head. Something clicked.
Slowly, Sakura looked to the side and saw a gun in the mans hands. Horror made her gag and a hysterical scream almost made it's way out. She threw a punch forward and cried out as she cradeled her arm. She had managed to knock over th man near her, and the man fell on the tall blue eyed man with the gun. Fear made her fast as she darted away from them.
Sakura felt like crying. She hid behind the building, barely breathing as the thugs walked about, searching. Searching for her. Tears filled her eyes as she hear someone come closer. She held her throbbing wrist to her chest as she took in a ragged breath. She heard a can clanking somewhere near her and a deep dark voice muttering about something.
"Where is that bitch?"
"She's somewhere around here."
Sakura held her breath as they drew nearer. She moved backwards toward a darker shadow, a shallow sob almost escaping her lips. She let out a small yelp as she collided into something metal. It was a trash can. The trash can teetered and clanged onto the floor, making a ringing sound into the darkness. Sakura held her breath as she frantically looked around.
"She's behind that building!"
Sakura let out a cry as she turned and ran. She was natrually a very fast runner, but she was tired and her wrist seemed to be sprained for it hurt for her to move it. 'Why are they coming after me?' She thought to herself as she heard thundering footsteps. They had clearly outnumbered her. They surrounded her as she fell on her knees, splashing mud all over her jeans. She looked up at them, angry tears streaming from her eyes.
"What do you want with me?!" She demanded. The tallest man, who seemed to be the leader, stepped forward. His large blue eyes were hard as he looked down at her. "Your life." He said quietly. Sakura looked desperate and suddenly, in the back of her mind she remebered she had a cell phone. Her hands reached into her pocket slowly as the man approched. She had to delay him... With words. If she wanted to live. She had to be clever.
"H-hello... c-can you tell me why you want to kill me?" She asked, cautiously, wary of his facial expressions. She noticed that the man was barely out of his boyhood, the blue eyed young man had a fair face, but his eyes were hard and cruel. "Can't." He replied as he reached for his gun. Sakura reached her hand inside and opened the cell. The man cocked the gun, Sakura looked frightened.
"Oh! What's your name? Since I'm going to die anyways it would'nt matter if you told me!" Sakura said, smiling uneasily. The man looked vaugely confused. "Why would you care about a street loser like me? No one asks for my name. Ever." Then he gave her a cold grin. "It's Street Rat you rich whore." Sakura brought her hands out slighty from her pocket, she was tense and she felt cold sweat break out about her body. "Wait! Tell me your real name!" Sakura demanded to take up time. The thugs around her groaned.
"Juss kill her! She's annoying and she aint gunna be pleased if we let her get through our finga's boys!"
"Wait, hold it Snakes." Street rat said, rolling his eyes. "Ok, bitch, if you want to know so much, it's Mike Ban." Sakura whipped out her phone quickly and dailed 911. She rolled to the side quickly as she heard the voice of her savior.
'Hurry... hurry...'
Sakura shriked as she heard a gunshot. It barely missed her. A man grabbed her arm just as she heard.
{Hello may I help you? State your state of emergency.}
"I'm getting attacked by thugs!" Sakura said desperately.
{Where are you right now?}
Sakura cried out as the cell phone was being jostled by her attackers. She remebered the street she was on. Since it was the party street, it had to be Melody Lane.
"Somewhere around Melody lane in--."
The phone was yanked out of her hand and someone punched her. Sakura screamed as she held her bloody nose and started to cry as they kicked her.
"We have to kill her Mike!"
"Wait."
The blue eyed boy made everyone stop. Sakura groaned, she moved about in a pool of blood. "I think she'll die on her own. Let's get going before the police get here. Don't forget to get her purse." Sakura felt someone yank away her Gucci purse, but pain prevented her from saying anything.
Then everything went black as she heard the faint cry of sirens.
--- With Syaoran---
Syaoran felt disgusted with himself and Sakura.
'I'm getting outta here.' He muttered to himself as he packed up a few things into his briefcase. 'I can but new furniture.' He thought grumpily as he got up and looked around for one last time. 'I'm forgetting that this even happened. There is nothing for me here except more heartache and alienation. Good riddance.'
He jerked his breifcase up quickly while he tightened the belt about his trenchcoat. He took one last look around him and felt a light resignation as he stood there looking at his familiar surroundings.
'Good Bye forever. I'm not going to do what elder wants me to do. He doesn't have the power anymore. I am not a child anymore.'
With those thoughts, he opened the door and left... leaving behind only a memory.
--- At the hospital---
A elegant woman with dark purple hair and amethyst eyes frantically waved her hands about.
"Is Sakura ok?!"
She had been asking the same questions for the billionth time and everyone ignored her. Friends and family came to see Sakura, but she was still in the emergency room. Worried, Tomoyo fluttered her hand about her face, unable to keep still.
"Where is Syaoran!"
Tomoyo found herself listening to a strong womans voice from behind her.
"The Li's are gathered here... all are... except for our only male heir, Syaoran."
"He might drop in later Mother." A sweet and husky voice said, trying to abate the fierce rath from her mother.
Tomoyo whirled around. "Excuse me? Do you know what Sakura's injuries are and how serious this is?"
The young woman, who looked around her age looked sober. Her red eyes were sad and her black ebony hair looked rather messy.
"Sakura has two gractured ribs and a concussion. This is very serious, the doctors are afraid that Sakura's lung has been peirced."
"No!" Tomoyo cried out. Tears pricked hr eyes and the world swirled before her.
--- With Tory---
Yukito looked very pale, his eyes worried and dark. "Tory." Yukito said, trying to calm down the raging tall man. Tory slammed his desk, eyes lighting with a strange fire. "Yukito. Don't you 'Tory' me. Did you see todays headlines? I feel useless!" Tory grabbed his morning newspaper and slammed it in front of Yukito. Yukito blinked and read the title.
'Sakura Li of Li Co. has been Attacked'
He skimmed the rest of the text and felt his stomach roil about.
'Sakura Li, owner of the Li Company and one of the children and rich heiress of the Li family has been brutally attacked last night. In the middle of the night, a Tuesday night, she had been found beaten severly and lying in a pool of blood. The people who may have beaten her are unknown. She is in an unstable condition in Ingels Hospital and suffers from two fractures ribs, a lung peircing, bruising, and a sever concussion. More on page 6.'
"Tory... "
The black haired man looked absoulutely furious. "I am putting myself into this no matter what! Screw my mother locket and me going to jail! I don't want another Kinomoto dead!" Yukito had a frown creased in his forehead. "Tory, I have an idea, we can do this indirectly... and that way is..."
---In an Airplane---
A handsome man in a comfortable gray sweater and brown pants sat in his first class plane seat, looking quite comfortable. The person sitting besides him was a tall attractive blonde model, who kept giving him the eye. Suddenly, the girl waved at the man, getting his attention by waving around her arms.
"Hey handsome!" She called out, giving him a surty wink. The chestnut haired man looked slightly interested. "What's yer name?" She asked, blowing him a kiss. "Syaoran Li. You?" He said in a curt voice. "I'm Amanda Klien..." She said, leaning towards them. They were a great space apart, but she didn't seem to mind that Syaoran was slowly losing interest in her. "Hey handsome... where you going?" Irritated, Syaoran gave a grunt, "The place this plane is heading for." Amanda looked disappointed. "Well, if ya need to talk... or want something to do..." She raised an eyebrow and rolled her shoulder. "You know where to look." Syaoran snorted as he reached for the newspaper the flight attendant was handing out. He blinked a few times. 'Huh?'
'Sakura Li of Li Co. has been Attacked.'
'What the hell?!' Syaoran thought, he read the article and felt his body grow cold.
'What happened?'
He stared at the article and booked a flight back to China.
To be Continued...
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"You looked quite bad there little girl." The woman said softly, dabbing Sakura's face with a cotton swab. "Where am I?" Sakura asked, getting up.
"The hospital of course."
"Why?"
"I was hoping you'd tell me how you've gotten hurt little one, and I'll need your name."
Sakura stared at the person next to her. The woman was dressed in a white uniform... and the room was decorated in friendly yellow wallpaper. Other children lay in white cots around her. No matter how hard she thought, she could'nt remeber her name.
"I-i-i... I don't remeber who I am." Sakura said quietly. "I think my name is Sakura..." Sakura blinked a few times and tasted the strange name in her mouth.
"Sakura."
"My dear, you are suffering from minor head injuries and many other injuries... we will need your last name."
"I-i-i don't know..."
"Oh dear... are you quite sure?" The nurse said worriedly. Sakura was suddenly frightened. Where was she and why did her body hurt so much? Her head throbbed and a strange unpleasent odor reached her nose. Sakura felt nauseated and sick.
"I want to get out of here!" The little girl screamed, tears starting to flow from her eyes.
"Dear, but you're hurt! We need to find you a home... maybe even put out something in the newspaper to find your family... You're suffering from amnesia..."
"NO! I WANT TO GO HOME!" Sakura cried out, tears ran faster and her nose started to run. For some reason, Sakura was suddenyl scared of where she was. The hospital seemed overbearing and scary... and it smelled of death.
-Peonyqt1004
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Author: Peonyqt1004
Chapter Title: "Sakura makes the Headlines"
A/N: I hope you enjoy this next chapter, and sorry for all my grammar and spelling mistakes that I may make while typing this into the computer. =0 Dis all good! Thank you for your reviews! I loved it! *Sniff* Dis chapter is not as *good* as it could be, but... i hope you enjoy it anyways! =D Remeber to read and review! (Ugh, actually, this chapter rots and stinks and smells like failure... =_=;)
Oh, there are spelling errors in this entry. I could'nt proofread it or it would have been put out a week from today. =) R and R!
Pearl smiled wolfishly, flashing a rather large smile at Tory, sending him a hidden meaning. Tory's eyes were stone cold as he looked away from Pearl. Yukito looked shocked. "M-mother?!" Pearl smiled prettily. "Yes son? I didn't know you were going to attend the fashion show! I was really worried about you.'
'Yea right.' Yukito thought coldly, feeling ashamed that he was spawned by her.
"Mrs. Kinomoto! What a delight!" Sakura said happily. Pearl smiled a bright smile. "Well well Ms. Li. We meet again! How is your body? Are you feeling well?" Sakura suddenly seemed to cloud over. "Truthfully, I really have not thought about the event that much." She admitted. Pearl made a pitying face. "Oh dear, we don't want such a... sucessful young woman like you to get hurt now would you Ms. Li?" Sakura smiled uneasily. "How are you Mrs. Kinomoto? Are you doing ok?"
"I'm fine, just aching a bit in by abdomen because of that punch." Pearl remarked, wincing slightly. 'Greg sure can pack a punch...' Sakura looked sorrowful. "You really should'nt have tried to help me Mrs. Kinomoto. You just got hurt for it. But thank you for trying." Pearl smiled fakely. "Don't worry child, I always did have a tendency to worry over everyone. People do say I have a kind and merciful personality. I just HATE it to see someone in trouble or in pain Ms. Li. I really do."
----Later----
"TORY!"
There was a loud slap.
"I told you not to interfere! I'll make her death more painful!"
Tory winced at the stinging slap on his face. Sakura had left with her friend and Pearl had pulled him over behind the stage. Pearl was infuriated. An insane glint lit her icy blue eyes. "Don't you dare try Tory Kinomoto!" She said, her voice soft and deadly. "Or You'll pay! I have what you hold dear most... and your sisters life in my hands." Tory's eyes widened as Pearl slowly took out a black box from her purse. Her slender pale hands opened the black box with an ominous click.
There lay the most beauitiful and precious thing that Tory will ever know.
His mothers precious locket.
The locket...
His hands automatically reached for it, but Pearl smiled and snapped the box shut. "Nuh uh uh! Tory. Please. You don't want your mothers beautiful heirloom to be... suddenly... quite lost do you?" Tory glared at Pearl but could only clench a hand tightly.
"I'll get it from you Pearl. The only thing protecting you is your stupid black mails. But there is a way. I just have to think harder."
Pearls eyes hardened. "Tory. I can blame your fathers death on you. Quite easily too. I set it all out. You don't want to go to jail do you? Tory?" Smiling teethily, she walked away, her steps brisk and harsh against the muted sounds of snazzy music from the stage.
'You little bitch.' Tory thought angrily to himself before he turned around and walked towards the car.
'Sakura, we WILL meet again.'
----Nearing Tomoyo's House----
Her purple hair glinted in the street lamp as she climbed out of the limo towards her apartment.
"Want to come in for a cup of coffee?" Tomoyo asked, her eyes sparkling.
"Sure, why not?" Sakura said with a smile. She told her chaffeur to come back around 10 and waved goodbye as he rounded a corner. Tomoyo and Sakura started chatting. Obviously things had gotten along quite well. Tomoyo was much pleased to know that the judges had regarded her costumes in high regard. Sakura also had declared her an offical fashion designer for her company.
"You were fabulous! Oh Sakura! You're like a shining star! You are such a great person!" Tomoyo squealed... Suddenly she stopped, and stared at the sight before her. Sakura stared at Tomoyo's suddenly still figure, puzzeled, and looked towards what she was looking at.
A tall handsome man with dark navy hair and azure eyes stared their way, standing in front of Tomoyo's apartment door. His fist was about to knock on the door. He was dressed casually and simply. He wore a well fitting yet loose black sweater with gray dress pants and black shoes. His face was somber and his his glasses were at a strange angle on his face.
"E-e-eriol?!" Tomoyo stuttered, amazed at seeing her ex-boyfriend standing in front of her. He stepped towards her and Tomoyo noticed his gait was a bit off... and that he was staggering. "Are you ok?!" She asked, her voice becoming shrill with worry.
"Aren't you going to kiss me hello?" Eriol asked, his voice slurred. He was so close that she could feel him breathing on her... and she smelled alcohol.
"You were drinking!" Tomoyo exclaimed, disgusted. She pushed him away. "What is it Eriol? I said good bye long time ago!"
"I missed you."
"Yea right! Why don't you go with your little artist friends and go off around the world for another 5 years?" She said evenly, her eyes becoming moist with angry tears. "You left me, you're leaving me again. You're running away from commitment. It's either you love me or you don't Eriol."
Sakura gaped, her face turning red. It was her first time seeing two lovers fight.
"I do love you." Eriol said quietly.
"You are LYING! Onegai! LEAVE ME ALONE!" Tomoyo shrieked. "Or I'll scream!"
Eriol suddenly looked desperate. "Tomoyo! I am leaving tonight! I just wanted to say good bye.... and I was going to tell you I'll miss you... and that I'll come back for you."
Tomoyo started to cry, ragged dry sobs heaving inside of her.
"You're leaving me again! Y-y-you are doing this so we won't get m-m-ma-married!"
Eriol shook his head. "Tomoyo... I have a path to choose and... right now..."
"SHUT UP!" Tomoyo yelled, hurt and resentment flashing in her wet eyes. "Your path doesn't include me then! If you prefer your work over me then go to work!" Tomoyo whirled around and grabbed the gaping Sakura's hand. "Come on... lets go into my apartment." Tomoyo pushed Eriol aside and fumbeled for her keys. Sakura stepped back. Unsure. She was shoved out of the way when Eriol grabbed Tomoyo's shaking arms and suddenly embraced her.
"I'll miss you Tomoyo. I love you. You must belive me!"
Tomoyo shook and let herself be held, until the old hurt resurfaced. She pulled back and suddenly punched him right on the jaw. Eriol fell to the floor.
"You're friggin drunk for gods sakes. And don't come to me saying that again. You won't get into my bed again for saying those words which aren't true!" Tomoyo found her keys and opened the apartment door and slammed it shut. Forgetting Sakura. Sakura, was a bit glad not to be involved in this, she took out her cell to call her chaffeur... when she watched the handsome man get up. She noticed his eyes were moist and that he had a bruise growing on his cheekbone.
'What happened? Isn't that Eriol? The guy who came to my house before?'
She didn't bother asking, whatever this was about, it didn't require her. However, worry for Tomoyo grew in her mind as she called up her chaffeur and walked out into the driveway.
---- Tomoyo's Apartment---
Tomoyo shut the door and fell against it, tears streaming from her eyes. She slowly slide down to the floor, her legs weak, and her arms shaking.
'He's leaving me again... '
Tomoyo curled up into a ball and started to cry her heart out, her sobs echoing in her apartment. Right now, the fashion show didn't matter at all... only if he he would stay. Then she would be happy.
--- At Sakura's Mansion---
Sakura opened the door to her mansion and hummed a tune to herself. The door opened easily under her hands and she walked inside, and found it dark.
'Huh? Isn't Syaoran home?'
Confused, she went to the fridge and took out a can of coke and a grilled chicken salad. As she chowed down, she looked at the time. It was really late. It was around 9:30 and Syaoran wasn't home. It was queer but highly possible. Syaoran did have places to go.
'I wonder what he's doing?'
She thought. Her head turned quickly as she heard the door open.
'It must be Syaoran!' Excited, she went to greet her oniichan.
"Syaoran!" She cried joyfully. To her utter hurt and bewilderment, he pushed her aside, his face set and his jaws clenched. "Oniichan?" She asked hopefully. Suddenly, to her own ears, she sounded childish as he turned his back to her.
Wanting to get his attention, she pinched his arm. "Syaoran?"
Suddenly he whirled around to face her.
"WHAT!" He roared, making Sakura cower in suprise. Sakura stared. "I-i-i wanted to ask if y-you were ok."
"I'm just peachy!" Syaoran said loudly, his eyes glinting with anger. "Don't pinch me again!" Sakura looked crestfallen. "I was only jokin--."
"SHUT UP." Syaoran yelled, his eyes burning. Suddenly he rounded on a bewildered Sakura.
"Why do YOU get everything?! How come I have to be your stupid babysitter! How come even if I wasn't the homless orphan who was adopted out of pity, how come I have to work for everything when you don't?! I don't get it! Stupid bitch!" Syaoran roared, his anger sparked by her playful pinch. Sakura turned pale and stared at Syaoran, her eyes large and luminous under the dark setting foe the living room.
There was an awful silence.
Syaoran suddenly felt remorse, but anger, which always got the better of him, tamped it down. Sakura started to shake in front of him and a tear fell from her eyes. She blinked alot and a child like soft voice answered him.
"What have I ever done to you intentionally?"
Suddenly she fled, she grabbed her purse which lay on the sofa, and ran out the door. Tears blurred her vision as she slammed the door behind him.
'That ho deserved it.' He spat to himself. He kinda felt guilty... just a bit.
"She even left her keys behind. Pathetic." He muttered.
--- Sakura...---
Sakura kept running and stopped as as reached the farthest part of her neighborhood. This part of the neighborhood was frequently strewed with beer cans. The rich college students always partied here. Hurt from his dreadful words cut her like a knife. She wiped her tears away with the back of her hands. She had sounded pitiful to him. She was nothing but a naive child. Of course he'd hate her. He was rightfully the son of Yelan and she had stolen the heart of the kindly lady from him. Immediately she clenched her shirt with her fingers and griped about the unfairness of life for a second. She frowned. She just noticed a black car following her.
'Huh?'
Sakura stared at the car from the corner of her eyes and kept walking... she noticed it followed her. Suspicion and the injuries from the last attack sharpened her senses and she made a run for it. She dashed across the grounds, tripping over the strewn cans of beer as she ran. She heard the car doors opening and shutting behind her. The sound of running feet made her blood cold. Crying out, she slipped over a can and fell face first towards the ground. Hnads grabbed her wrists and dragged her up. Screaming bloody murder, Sakura scratched and kicked out at the people trying to hurt her. She heard a yelp and someone slapped her on the face. Stilling her.
"This bitch is loco." A accented voice remarked. Sakura met two large blue eyes, reminding her of someone, but not quite. He was dressed in thug clothing and smirked at the look of horror on Sakura's face.
"Hey bitch. Goodbye." He grabbed Sakura's hair and yanked her forward, Sakura cried out as she felt something hard at the side of her head. Something clicked.
Slowly, Sakura looked to the side and saw a gun in the mans hands. Horror made her gag and a hysterical scream almost made it's way out. She threw a punch forward and cried out as she cradeled her arm. She had managed to knock over th man near her, and the man fell on the tall blue eyed man with the gun. Fear made her fast as she darted away from them.
Sakura felt like crying. She hid behind the building, barely breathing as the thugs walked about, searching. Searching for her. Tears filled her eyes as she hear someone come closer. She held her throbbing wrist to her chest as she took in a ragged breath. She heard a can clanking somewhere near her and a deep dark voice muttering about something.
"Where is that bitch?"
"She's somewhere around here."
Sakura held her breath as they drew nearer. She moved backwards toward a darker shadow, a shallow sob almost escaping her lips. She let out a small yelp as she collided into something metal. It was a trash can. The trash can teetered and clanged onto the floor, making a ringing sound into the darkness. Sakura held her breath as she frantically looked around.
"She's behind that building!"
Sakura let out a cry as she turned and ran. She was natrually a very fast runner, but she was tired and her wrist seemed to be sprained for it hurt for her to move it. 'Why are they coming after me?' She thought to herself as she heard thundering footsteps. They had clearly outnumbered her. They surrounded her as she fell on her knees, splashing mud all over her jeans. She looked up at them, angry tears streaming from her eyes.
"What do you want with me?!" She demanded. The tallest man, who seemed to be the leader, stepped forward. His large blue eyes were hard as he looked down at her. "Your life." He said quietly. Sakura looked desperate and suddenly, in the back of her mind she remebered she had a cell phone. Her hands reached into her pocket slowly as the man approched. She had to delay him... With words. If she wanted to live. She had to be clever.
"H-hello... c-can you tell me why you want to kill me?" She asked, cautiously, wary of his facial expressions. She noticed that the man was barely out of his boyhood, the blue eyed young man had a fair face, but his eyes were hard and cruel. "Can't." He replied as he reached for his gun. Sakura reached her hand inside and opened the cell. The man cocked the gun, Sakura looked frightened.
"Oh! What's your name? Since I'm going to die anyways it would'nt matter if you told me!" Sakura said, smiling uneasily. The man looked vaugely confused. "Why would you care about a street loser like me? No one asks for my name. Ever." Then he gave her a cold grin. "It's Street Rat you rich whore." Sakura brought her hands out slighty from her pocket, she was tense and she felt cold sweat break out about her body. "Wait! Tell me your real name!" Sakura demanded to take up time. The thugs around her groaned.
"Juss kill her! She's annoying and she aint gunna be pleased if we let her get through our finga's boys!"
"Wait, hold it Snakes." Street rat said, rolling his eyes. "Ok, bitch, if you want to know so much, it's Mike Ban." Sakura whipped out her phone quickly and dailed 911. She rolled to the side quickly as she heard the voice of her savior.
'Hurry... hurry...'
Sakura shriked as she heard a gunshot. It barely missed her. A man grabbed her arm just as she heard.
{Hello may I help you? State your state of emergency.}
"I'm getting attacked by thugs!" Sakura said desperately.
{Where are you right now?}
Sakura cried out as the cell phone was being jostled by her attackers. She remebered the street she was on. Since it was the party street, it had to be Melody Lane.
"Somewhere around Melody lane in--."
The phone was yanked out of her hand and someone punched her. Sakura screamed as she held her bloody nose and started to cry as they kicked her.
"We have to kill her Mike!"
"Wait."
The blue eyed boy made everyone stop. Sakura groaned, she moved about in a pool of blood. "I think she'll die on her own. Let's get going before the police get here. Don't forget to get her purse." Sakura felt someone yank away her Gucci purse, but pain prevented her from saying anything.
Then everything went black as she heard the faint cry of sirens.
--- With Syaoran---
Syaoran felt disgusted with himself and Sakura.
'I'm getting outta here.' He muttered to himself as he packed up a few things into his briefcase. 'I can but new furniture.' He thought grumpily as he got up and looked around for one last time. 'I'm forgetting that this even happened. There is nothing for me here except more heartache and alienation. Good riddance.'
He jerked his breifcase up quickly while he tightened the belt about his trenchcoat. He took one last look around him and felt a light resignation as he stood there looking at his familiar surroundings.
'Good Bye forever. I'm not going to do what elder wants me to do. He doesn't have the power anymore. I am not a child anymore.'
With those thoughts, he opened the door and left... leaving behind only a memory.
--- At the hospital---
A elegant woman with dark purple hair and amethyst eyes frantically waved her hands about.
"Is Sakura ok?!"
She had been asking the same questions for the billionth time and everyone ignored her. Friends and family came to see Sakura, but she was still in the emergency room. Worried, Tomoyo fluttered her hand about her face, unable to keep still.
"Where is Syaoran!"
Tomoyo found herself listening to a strong womans voice from behind her.
"The Li's are gathered here... all are... except for our only male heir, Syaoran."
"He might drop in later Mother." A sweet and husky voice said, trying to abate the fierce rath from her mother.
Tomoyo whirled around. "Excuse me? Do you know what Sakura's injuries are and how serious this is?"
The young woman, who looked around her age looked sober. Her red eyes were sad and her black ebony hair looked rather messy.
"Sakura has two gractured ribs and a concussion. This is very serious, the doctors are afraid that Sakura's lung has been peirced."
"No!" Tomoyo cried out. Tears pricked hr eyes and the world swirled before her.
--- With Tory---
Yukito looked very pale, his eyes worried and dark. "Tory." Yukito said, trying to calm down the raging tall man. Tory slammed his desk, eyes lighting with a strange fire. "Yukito. Don't you 'Tory' me. Did you see todays headlines? I feel useless!" Tory grabbed his morning newspaper and slammed it in front of Yukito. Yukito blinked and read the title.
'Sakura Li of Li Co. has been Attacked'
He skimmed the rest of the text and felt his stomach roil about.
'Sakura Li, owner of the Li Company and one of the children and rich heiress of the Li family has been brutally attacked last night. In the middle of the night, a Tuesday night, she had been found beaten severly and lying in a pool of blood. The people who may have beaten her are unknown. She is in an unstable condition in Ingels Hospital and suffers from two fractures ribs, a lung peircing, bruising, and a sever concussion. More on page 6.'
"Tory... "
The black haired man looked absoulutely furious. "I am putting myself into this no matter what! Screw my mother locket and me going to jail! I don't want another Kinomoto dead!" Yukito had a frown creased in his forehead. "Tory, I have an idea, we can do this indirectly... and that way is..."
---In an Airplane---
A handsome man in a comfortable gray sweater and brown pants sat in his first class plane seat, looking quite comfortable. The person sitting besides him was a tall attractive blonde model, who kept giving him the eye. Suddenly, the girl waved at the man, getting his attention by waving around her arms.
"Hey handsome!" She called out, giving him a surty wink. The chestnut haired man looked slightly interested. "What's yer name?" She asked, blowing him a kiss. "Syaoran Li. You?" He said in a curt voice. "I'm Amanda Klien..." She said, leaning towards them. They were a great space apart, but she didn't seem to mind that Syaoran was slowly losing interest in her. "Hey handsome... where you going?" Irritated, Syaoran gave a grunt, "The place this plane is heading for." Amanda looked disappointed. "Well, if ya need to talk... or want something to do..." She raised an eyebrow and rolled her shoulder. "You know where to look." Syaoran snorted as he reached for the newspaper the flight attendant was handing out. He blinked a few times. 'Huh?'
'Sakura Li of Li Co. has been Attacked.'
'What the hell?!' Syaoran thought, he read the article and felt his body grow cold.
'What happened?'
He stared at the article and booked a flight back to China.
To be Continued...
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"You looked quite bad there little girl." The woman said softly, dabbing Sakura's face with a cotton swab. "Where am I?" Sakura asked, getting up.
"The hospital of course."
"Why?"
"I was hoping you'd tell me how you've gotten hurt little one, and I'll need your name."
Sakura stared at the person next to her. The woman was dressed in a white uniform... and the room was decorated in friendly yellow wallpaper. Other children lay in white cots around her. No matter how hard she thought, she could'nt remeber her name.
"I-i-i... I don't remeber who I am." Sakura said quietly. "I think my name is Sakura..." Sakura blinked a few times and tasted the strange name in her mouth.
"Sakura."
"My dear, you are suffering from minor head injuries and many other injuries... we will need your last name."
"I-i-i don't know..."
"Oh dear... are you quite sure?" The nurse said worriedly. Sakura was suddenly frightened. Where was she and why did her body hurt so much? Her head throbbed and a strange unpleasent odor reached her nose. Sakura felt nauseated and sick.
"I want to get out of here!" The little girl screamed, tears starting to flow from her eyes.
"Dear, but you're hurt! We need to find you a home... maybe even put out something in the newspaper to find your family... You're suffering from amnesia..."
"NO! I WANT TO GO HOME!" Sakura cried out, tears ran faster and her nose started to run. For some reason, Sakura was suddenyl scared of where she was. The hospital seemed overbearing and scary... and it smelled of death.
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