Title: This is Not Enough
Chapter Title: Hurt
Author: Peonyqt1004
Disclaimer: As always... I don't own CCS. ;_;
A.N: =) I hope you like this chapter- I liked typing this one out actually- lol. Cuz the best part is next! Nyahaha no more building up towards the top anymore! I can go one without anything to build on- er... I'm happy. =) Remeber to Read and review! I will be sooo happy if u do! =) Keep reading!
"Hurt"
It hurt.
Sakura was crying out in pain... The rain was cold on her body.
"Please stop please!" She cried out to the shadowed figure which kept kicking and beating her. Blood ran down Sakura's eyes and the pain would not go away. Sakura started to gasp for breathe.
"P-p-ple-"
Suddenly she was out cold.
When her eyes opened again, they felt swollen and shut. A woman tenderly looked down at her.
"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. She didn't know why, but it made her uneasy.
"Sit down Sakura. We need to--."
"NO! I WANT TO GO HOME!" The little girl cried out, tears flowed faster when she realized she didn't know where her home was. Suddenly, Sakura lept off the bed and ran out the room.
"Get that girl!" The nurse cried.
"I don't want to die!" Sakura cried, her brown hair flying around her face. "I DON'T WANT TO STAY HERE!" Sakura cried out, her body started to shake uncontrollably. The nurse finally caught her.
"Oh dear, she's hyperventilating. Of course, after days of sleeping she should be experincing moments of hysteria..."
"STOP!" The little girl screamed as she writhed in the nurses arms. She felt the needle going in as a bunch of nurses with blurred faces surrounded her...
"NO!"
Sakura struggled, but she was getting weak... and the world around her was blurring.
"NO!"
The world was turning black... the light was fading...
"I don't want to die!"
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Tomoyo jumped at the sound of the heart monitor going crazy. "NURSE!" She cried out, crazed. "Someone! please help her!" There was a loud clamor as a group of nurses and medics rushed in. Tomoyo watched in horror as she watched her dreadfully pale friend gasp for breathe behind the plastic mask.
'No... this can't be happening...'
Tomoyo was numb with horror. She didn't notice when a nurse lead her out. The picture of beauitful healthy Sakura gasping for breath, looking deathly pale and cadaverous on top of a hospital cot would stay embedded in her mind forever.
'Dont' leave Sakura.' Tomoyo prayed. 'There are people who want you to stay. Be strong. You can come out of it well!'
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A tall man in a trenchcoat entered the Li Company building. He passed by normal employees and stopped in front of a bulletin.
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Syaoran caught another ride back to China. He knew Elder would not be happy about this. 'Oh... what the heck, leave her to die.' He grumbled, but a strange nagging voice at the back of his head rebuked him.
'If she dies it's most likely your fault.'
He groaned. He checked his watch as he waited at the airport.
'What a waste of money. I should've just stayed at China...'
"Oh. What a coincedence! Mr Li!"
Syaoran blinked as he looked up. It was that blonde haired girl. "Uh, Hi." The blonde looked absoutley pleased at his reply.
"So, Handsome, what are you doing this week?"
"Actually I'm taking a flight back to China."
"Oh." She sounded dissapointed. "Well. Li. Since your waiting... Why not make the most of this time?" She waggled her eyebrows and drew her skirt up higher. Syaoran was disgusted. 'Those women... always willing to sleep with any man who looks good.' "No thanks." He said, not doing anything to disguise the disgust in his voice. "Oh." She sounded dissapointed again. Syaoran got up. "Nice chatting with you... But I must go. I have a flight to catch... and a life." He heard a gasp of anger. Smirking, he walked towards his flight... His mind troubled.
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Green eyes shot open in the middle of the night. The large eyes blinked a few times.
"W-where am I?" She croaked. She heard soft snoring next to her. She looked at her side and saw that Meiling had pulled up a chair and was sleeping with her head thrown back... Tomoyo was sprawled out on the floor in a sleeping bag.
'Tomoyo is crazy.' Sakura thought to herself. Her whole body hurt.
'Dang... what just happened?' Then she remebered and she let out a stifled groan, disturbing Meiling sleep just a little bit. 'I got attacked... again.' Sakura looked around her nd shivered.
'I'm in a hospital...'
The walls seemed to breath and close in on her.
'How many people died in a hospital?'
The thought chilled her to the bone. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
'What if their spirits still haunt the hallways of the hospital?' Her eyes grew wide with fear. She let out a squeak as she laid stiffly on her bed.
Somethign moved at a corner.... there was a loud rustling noise... Sakura felt a scream climb it's way out fo her throat.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
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Eriol looked miserable as he packed his meager belongings to go with his friends to study some art at the other side of the world. But Tomoyo's words kept echoing in his head.
'You always run away from commitment!'
"But Tomoyo... I can be commited to the right person... and it's you. If only you can understand...." He sighed, realizing he was talking to himself. Hoisting his suitcase and bag over his shoulder, her proceeded to walk out. Then he stopped as he came face to face with his slightly unfinished artwork. It was his master peice.
'I'll just leave this here.' Eriol thought sadly. 'It is no use to dream things that will never come true.' With a sigh, he walked out his home... out of Tomoyo's life.
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Meiling looked throughly relieved as she tried to feed Sakura another spoonful of rice.
"Come on Sakura, You need to heal!"
"Meiling...." Sakura whined, but opened her mouth automatically. The rice slid down her throat and warmed her empty stomach.
"So Sakura... who do you think might have tried to kill you?" Meiling asked. "I really don't know." Sakura replied, feelign queasy just thinking about her near death experince. "Hmmm. Who would be jelouse enought to want to kill you? Or maybe they want something with your death!" Sakura winced. "Such morbid thoughts Meiling... You're on my list of suspects." Sakura said jokingly. Meiling ceased feeding Sakura and turned to the window, her eyes dreamy. Sakura smiled softly, her eyes resting on a small bird outside of her window.
It was small and delicate. The bird jumped from limb to limb and started to chirp cheerfully. Sakura looked up when she heard the door open.
Her eyes grew wide.
"S-Syaoran?" She gasped.
She found her eyes scanning his face... the stubbles growing from his chin, and the rumpled state his clothes were in. "Somebody told me you moved out of the mansion!" Sakura said. (She had been greatly dissappointed by that news.) "Yes, I did." He said. His brown eyes seemed to be searching within Sakura's eyes for something.
The stood there, staring at each other.
"SYAORAN!" Meiling cried out shrilly. She clamped on her cousin and hugged him.
"Meiling..." He said, a bit irritated.
(Later)
Syaoran could not find any words to speak with Sakura. 'I wonder if she forgives me?' He pondered, looking at her still form. He noticed how thin she had gotten. The flesh around her cheeks were pinched and her skin was no longer the perfect pale peach hue it had been before, the tone of her skin had literally almost became gray.
Still, she looked beautiful. Instead of the beauitful sunny girl he had thought of her as before, she looked like a moon goddess who had just risen out from the ocean foams... Like aphrodite. He felt himself blush at such pretentious and rather lovey dovey thoughts.
'She's my sister...' He repeated in his mind, but one question still had trouble coming up from his throat... but now, it came up.
"Sakura, who do you think is attacking you?"
He was greeted by silence. Slowly, her head turned towards him, her eyes glittering sadly. "I don't know." Sakura said slowly. "But whoever it is, they must hate me quite alot to want me dead." Syaoran saw how she sighed, and how her eyelashes fluttered against her high cheekbones...
"Sakura..." He started. He was having a sudden hard time breathing as he tried to apologize to her for his earlier outburst of anger.
"Hm?"
"I... I... I'm sorry." He said quickly. When he finished saying those words his breathing quickened.
"Oh..." Sakura whispered. "It's ok. No hard feelings."
In Sakura's eyes she kept seeing the woman with the flowing black hair and astonishing green eyes... and the blurry figure of the attacker in her dream.
'What can this dream mean?' For some reason, the woman in the black hair was familiar, he just didn't know how. Her attention was drawn back to Syaoran when he moved slightly, moving her cot a bit as he got up.
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Syaoran winced, as soon as she said that it was ok and that all was forgiven, she had looked away with a rather far away look in her eye. 'She hates me.' He thought bitterly, 'Like everyone else does.' Hating himself and the world at that second, he turned his head away sharply, and heard a rather sad sigh. The sigh resounded with remorse and wistfulness... a sweet voice followed it.
"Syaoran..." Came a whisper. Syaoran answered, "Yes?"
"I keep seeing this lady with black hair and green eyes in my dream... what do you think it could mean?" Syaoran looked puzzeled and his hostile air dropped away from him, like a shroud thrown aside for further use.
"Huh?"
Sakura bit her lips and looked at Syaoran, her eyes deep with a profound saddness. "That woman... in my dreams... do you think she could possibly be my mother?" Syaoran let out a scoff, making Sakura blink. Before Syaoran could control himself, he let out a arrogant snort.
"Sakura, imagine. Of course you have a mother, but please. How could you see her in your dreams if you don't know who she is Sakura? You are and orphan.Your mother ditched you, imagine, why would you want to dream of a mother who didn't care enought to feed and cloth you."
There was a long silence.
Syaoran realized what he had said and his eyes widened. 'Stupid mouth... shit.' He thought silently, he slowly turned and met Sakura's shimmering green eyes. Her face had no emotion on it, it was as still as stone...
"Syaoran...." She whispered harshly. "That... you didn't have to tell me that... you didn't have to--." Her voice cracked and Sakura shut her mouth and muffled the cries of hurt within her as she shook uncontrollably.
Syaoran felt guilty... and for the first time, sorry for what he had said. "Sakura I--."
His heart broke when he saw a glimmer of a tear pool in one of her eyes... It hung at her eyelashes like a shard of glass... she blinked and it fell onto his hand which was resting near her head. The teardrop shattered like shattering glass... like her shattered hopes...
"Sakura-- I..."
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" She screamed, suddenly bursting out. Her cheeks were flushed with anger and her eyes glinted strangely. She got out of the got, wearing her blue and white hospital gown. "I can't stand this place!" She bursted. "It makes me insecure and angry... and provokes the strangest dreams... I almost got killed... and you come along and make things worse!" She pointed a finger at him. "You hated me... I could understand just a little and withstand it.... but... this is too far! Just when I thought you had a heart you go and ruin it all! Wait. Excuse me. You don't have one. I forgot that you're not human. I forgot that you hate everyone and that you are selfish and angry with everyone who comes and tries to help you!" Syaoran felt his face burn with anger and humiliation as he retorted back with a sharp and painful reply.
"At least I had parents who loved me enough to not care about my so called "heartlessness" and actually keep me in their midst! I bet your parents hated you so much they wanted to ditch you."
Sakura stared at him, her enraged eyes slowly saddening into eyes of a hurt child... Time seemed to stop as Syaoran looked helplessly at her. He didn't mean what he said, he just could'nt help but be who he was all his life. Sobs rose in Sakura's chest, her eyes teared up and she pivoted and dashed out. That's when Syaoran started to act.
"SAKURA!"
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" She screamed back at him.
Cursing he went after her, 'Damn my mouth.' He said silently. "SAKURA BUT YOU'RE HURT!" He yelled. He listened for an answer as he heard the furious beat of his heart as he ran after her, but there was none. He could only hear the fading echo of her sobs fading into the distance.
'Damn she's fast.'
He ran faster and noticed nurses trying to stop Sakura, but the beautiful adburn haired girl pushed them aside and flung open the hospital door and ran out into the night.
"SAKURA!"
---Down the street...---
The man exited the company, his trenchcoat swinging about him as he suddenly looked up and removed his hat. It was Tory. His ebony locks shone in the streetlamps as he looked around cautiously. He had to be careful. Pearl was very watchful, and he had managed to sneak out of the house, just barely.
'She still has mother locket...' He cursed. He walked faster, rounding a corner quickly. His eyes widened as he collided with a sobbing woman in a hospital gown.
'FUCK!' He cursed as he used his quick reflexes to make it so he fell on the bottom and she was on top of him. He didn't want this person getting hurt.
"I-i-iam sorry!" The girl said quickly as she got up. Tory scratched his head and nodded, then stared.
"S-s-sakura?!"
"Mr Kinomoto?!"
Tory looked at his sister and memories which included both his sister and mother flooded him... such as the time when his mother took both Sakura and Tory to the park. He had gotten in a fist fight with Sakura, and of course, she lost. She had wanted to play basketball but he was embarassed to have her play on his team... He winced. That was a bad memory... Sakura had cried and bore a bruise on her eye, and his mother, Nadeshiko, spanked him till he could'nt sit on his rear anymore.
She looked diffrent yet so much the same.
Sakura childhood face had been cute as a button... but now the cuteness had evolved into an enchanting beauty.
'Like mother...'
He thought. Sakura still had the slightly curley light brown hair, which she took after the father, but the curls were from Nadeshiko. But her hair had been shortly cropped long time ago. Her large green eyes still held the purity and sweetness which had been there since childhood... Oh god, how could he have been stupid. She resembled Nadeshiko... yet his father gentle features softened the vivid and sharp beauty of his mothers down a bit.
'Mother was a model... she was beautiful... just like you Sakura... If only I can tell you...'
Then he noticed she was crying. Her eyes were wet with tears and he felt his heart break.
"Why are you crying?" He questioned, his dark brown eyes searching hers. Sakura stared up at him. "You would'nt understand... I can't tell you. You would make fun of me... like everyone else." Why did she sound like a vunerable child if she was grown up now? Her voice held a childish air... a sad one at least. "You can tell me. I can probably understand more then you know." Sakura shook her head, her body shaking. Tory brought out an arm to his sister and held her closely...
It was almost like old times... He used to hold her when she had cried over her fathers death... He didn't quite know why, till he heard Sakura talking in her dream.
"Tell me..." Tory whispered, Green eyes peered up at his.
"Promise you won't laugh?" She asked, her voice afraid and child-like.
"Pinky swear." He replied, smiling crookedly as he remebered that he had gotten that from Sakura. When she was young, she used to always make him pinky swear every promise.
He held out a crooked pinky. Sakura laughed between her tears and wrapped her slim pinky around his.
"Ok..." Her eyes looked at him strangely. "How come... even if I don't know you well Mr. Kinomoto... How come it is like I've known you before?"
"Maybe we met each other long time ago? And we forgot?" He said, hinting at it. Sakura smiled sadly. "No, you probably wasn't at the orphanage I was in. I never knew you. Speaking of orphanage... Since I promised... I was crying because... My mother ditched me and left me all alone because she didn't like who I was." Tears sprang from her eyes again.
Tory was shocked and his heart broke for her, her eyes held saddness so deep and profound that he was afraid he was going to drown in empathy for her. He looked away. "Sakura... I don't think your mother left you at all. I think... she loved you very much. She probably thought you were very beautiful, both inside and outside... and probably cherished you." Hope sprang in Sakura's eyes. It almost hurt him just to see that hope spring up from those words.
"Hoe- Do you think so?"
"Hai..."
Sakura's eyes lit up in happiness and she hugged Tory. "Thank you... I've always wished that was true... maybe, since someone said that, maybe it is true after all." Tory patted her back, his eyes moist with unshed tears.
'I can't tell her...'
Tory opened his mouth to tell her who he was. Who he really was. Maybe it was time to tell her? But she was living a happy life... what would she gain if she learned that she was part of the murdered Kinomoto family? What would her dark past do for her? The past was only filled with horrible images of death and corruption. Would she really want to revert back to her old family when he knew that Pearl would make her life a living hell if she were to know?
No. He would'nt tell her. The future was what mattered the most. It nearly killed him to make this desicion, but he clenched his teeth. It was for his sisters happiness... He would protect her from afar... and watch her grow.
"SAKURA!"
Tory was startled to see a young man with dark brown hair and brown eyes ran around the corner. The man stopped and stared at Sakura and him.
"Who are you?!" the man demanded, his dark brown eyes flashing. "Tory Kinomoto. Nice to meet you." Tory replied casually. Syaoran stared at Tory, and looked back at Sakura.
"You stupid retard! Go back to the hospital! You're hurt for god sakes! You look ridicoulous with that hospital gown on! Now git!"
Sakura looked wounded and slightly hostile towards the boy and she bowed to Tory. "Thank you, nice to meet you Mr. Kinomoto."
"It's Tory." He corrected.
"Tory." She repeated, her eyes shone and she ran back to the hospital, well, slightly slower then before.
"Now who are you?" Tory asked the man looking after Sakura. "Syaoran Li." The man replied, looking pissed.
'I really don't like this man.' Tory thought scornfully. 'I better protect Sakura from this brat... wait... they're related. Rats. He dosen't treat her well, I'll kill him if he makes her cry.'
--- Tomoyo---
Tomoyo stopped by the bulletin in her company hallway. There were always schedules and important messages up there. Tomoyo felt pretty happy today, after hearing that Sakura was getting better and all, she was happy. Her thoughts drifted away as she stopped and stared at one praticular note.
'Tomoyo D. - 5:00-6:00 at Merriweather Pike- Appointment with Elle Co.'
Tomoyo smiled as she reat those words, then her smile turned into a large "o" as she read a rather dirty note underneath that note.
'To: Li Sakura- Avoid dark places. People are not who they seem to be. Take caution. Go with someone. Beware the woman with blonde hair.'
'Who wrote that bunch of childish nonsense?!' Tomoyo raged. She looked for any initial or name, but found none. She ripped the paper from the bulletin and shoved it into her pocket. 'Someone's playing a prank on Sakura. She has enough to deal with as it is. I'll talk to her about this prank later...'
Tomoyo sighed as she walked out of the company building.
'Isn't today the day Eriol's leaving? Should I check up on him?'
She didn't know what to do, she wanted to, but she was scared that she would just be hurt again. She fingered the apartment key that Eriol had given her.
'It would'nt hurt. I will bring Eriol something to eat and I'll talk to him about...' She paused. 'Why am I doing this?' She questioned herself as she got in her car. She pulled out of the parkway... and drove towards Eriol's apartment.
=Ding Dong=
Tomoyo shifted about, holding up a chocolate cake in one hand. No one answered.
'Don't tell me he left yet!' Tomoyo cried out, for some reason, that hurt. 'Maybe he can't hear me? Or he's mad at me... omigod... if he is... I am going to--.' She grabbed her keys akwardly and opened the door.
"Eriol! Why didn't you open the do-." She stopped and stared... Slowly putting down the chocolate cake on the floor.
'The rooms too empty...'
Tomoyo walked faster towards the living room. There were no furniture... only a wooden table and a chair stood there.
'Oh my god... Please...' Tomoyo felt her heart pounding as she ran towards the den where Eriol both slept and worked in.
'Please be here...' She prayed as she opened the door.
The room was empty... She felt tears prick her eyelids as she slowly stepped inside the room.
"Eriol..."
Tears flooded her eyes. 'You bastard... you left me without any goodbye...' She dabbed an eye and steeled herself. 'Why am I crying? I don't need to cry... no... I am not going to cry. There is nothing here that will make me cry!' Hopefully, she looked around the room for anything. A note... a card... Something that Eriol might have left behind for her.
She spotted his large easel.
"Aha! So Eriol didn't quite move out after all! I should've known, he would'nt go anywhere wihtout his easle..." Smiling she faced the painting on the easel, and he face froze.
'Oh... Eriol...'
A white sheet covered the painting, but a white note was pinned on the cloth. She read it outloud.
Dear Tomoyo,
I'm probably gone by the time you arrive here. If you are here. I'm glad. I really wasn't lying about loving you. I love you Tomoyo. Everything about you. Your hair, you eyes... your beautiful hands and your personality. Just the esssence of you was a pleasure to my senses. You are art made alive. Tomoyo... I'm sorry I left. I'm sorry things ended this way. But I love you, and understand that. I don't know if I will return. I left my masterpeice unfinished, because it reflects a part of my unfinished life. A life with you Tomoyo. I hope you keep this painting. Tomoyo... You came to say good bye didn't you? Well Tomoyo. Good bye... I'll always remeber you, adn there will be no other.
-Eriol.
With shaking hands, Tomoyo uncovered the painting... when she stared at it, her bottom lip started to quiver and her eyes watered. Her heart shattered into a million peices...
Breaking down in sobs she fell down to her knees. 'Oh Eriol...' She cried out in her heart...
The painting was one of her... the background was of the place they first met, the garden downtown... She was facing the sunset... and a man resembling Eriol stooda t the corner... like a loner... Between her and man was a bridge... the bridge was unfinished.
---Pearl---
The blonde woman with icy blue eyes examined her nails. She had them frenched and they were chipping... she didn't like that. She had found out that Sakura was still alive.
'Oh well.. they always mess things up. If you want to do something you have to do it on your own.'
Pearl got up from her plush sofa and smiled at the mirror as she saw her reflection of a beautiful woman. 'Damn Pearl Kinomoto. You have it all. All you need is Sakura dead. Then all is over and you can lead a happy life.' Then her smile faded as she saw a picture of Nadeshiko leaning against the wall...
'What?! I thought I threw this picture away long time ago!'
She hated that face. That face which was so beautiful with love and purity... it was gruesome. Those bright green eyes and curley black locks... Pearl sneered at the picture. 'Nadeshiko. You were never prettier then me. I hope you're burning in hell. With your husband.' Pearl smiled. 'Sakura is going to die soon Nadeshiko... and it will be like killing you... I've hated you because you took all the people who cared for me away from me... you had it all, now, you have nothing! I took everything from you too! Your husband... Your money, your home. Nadeshiko... I win.' Pearl smiled. 'And I will kill Sakura with my own hands.' Pearl suddenly blinked. Why did it suddenly seem as if Nadeshiko was looking at her accusingly? Those green eyes looked angry and rather smug. She shook her head.
"Nadeshiko, You're dead. You can't do anything."
Pearl smiled and withdrew two items from her desk.
"Now which death is more painful? Poison... that killed Kinomoto-san... or the dagger that I killed my father with?" She looked at both of them and sighed. "Such hard desicions... " Smirking, she put away the murder weapons and shut the cabinet. "Maybe I'll try a new murder weapon." The glinting silver dagger and the bottle of clear poison, sweet and decietful, lay within the dark wooden box called a cabinet. Waiting to be used once again.
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Syaoran was alone... he had not moved back into the mansion but he had the keys.
'Sakura doesnt... I still have hers..' He thought, but it floated away from his mind as he thought of other things. He regretted doing that to Sakura. He didn't mean to, it slipped out.
'Some brother I am...' He thought to himself bitterly. The picture of Sakura crying with tears streaming from her eyes rose in his mind like a ghost and he groaned. Sakura was getting out of the hospital tommorrow. Her injuries were pretty bad... Her health wouldn't be like it used to be. The doctor was very worried about her lung. They had just managed to reshape the lungs and stitch the wounds together. Sakura's breathing would be a bit difficult.
'She needs someone to take care of her. It's my duty. The elder said so. I'm going to do it. It is as if it's my fault.' He sighed. 'But who in the world would want Sakura dead? Who? A frown crossed his mind as the image of that tall dark haired man named Tory came to mind.
'He's a bit suspicious, if he hangs around Saku- my sister too much, I'll kill him. At this point, anyone could be the killer. I have to watch out for Sakura. I'll make it up to her...' He drowsed slowly as he sank into dark slumber.
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"She's still alive? Son of abitch! She fucking knows my name!"
"You fucking retard! Why did you fucken tell her ya loco?!"
A man who had once held a gun to Sakura's head cursed and stood by a dilapidated shack. His blue eyes were snapping with anger. He brushed back his tawny brown locks with fusteration. "Damn it, we have to be on the run. As soon as she gets better, she'll probably report us!"
A spanish man with dark nut brown skin and twinkling dark black eyes stepped up. "Ah, Mike-boy. Don't go loco on us yet. I have a good plan. Since she is recovering from the hospital, before she recovers fully, we can kill her."
Mike snapped at his partner. "Snakes, You retard." He snapped. "I..." Mike trailed away as he remebered those green eyes. Her eyes had seemed sincere when she had asked for his name. No one had asked for his name before. They had thought it insigneficent. No one cared. He was "Street Rat" to them. But when this rich ass bitch of a girl had asked for his name, he had felt his mind go blank.
'She is pretty.' He concluded. 'But dangerous to me.'
"I what Mike-boy?" Snakes asked. "Do you have anything better to plan?"
"Maybe we should leave her alone and leave for Mexico." A african boy with humorous large brown doe eyes said. His face was gentle, yet his eyes sparked with intellegence and fire. "No." Mike said. "We... will watch her closely. We will see what we will do later. Right now... Let's leave her alone."
The african spoke up, his accented speech made it a bit hard to understand, but after living with him for 4 years, Mike understood completely, and was infuriated.
"So Mike has has a soft spot? Isn't that cute?"
Mike's eyes flashed angrily. "Shut up Jeremiah... talk one more time and I'll knock your teeth out."
"Try it Mo fo!" Jeremiah replied, his eyes flashing.
"Shut up both of you!" Snakes said in a loud voice. "This is ridiculous, just follow what Mike says, he's usually right."
To be Continued...
Preview:
Figures dressed in the darkness of night melded into the background. They watched silently as a pretty woman, tall and slender, got up from her bed in a blue and white hospital gown.
"Should we go get her?" A voice whispered fiercely into the dark.
"Shush, wait and see..."
The girl got up and stretched. The figures noticed faint sunlight flitering in from the windows... Dawn was starting to break.
"Shit... we have to go soon... do something!"
The girl sighed, her green eyes sad and forlorn. She whispered something outloud. "I'm going home... today."
"Mike we gotta get her now!"
The boy stared at her from the shadows. "I... just leave her be... we'll catch her later..."
Sakura frowned, she looked towards their direction. Gasping, Mike and his friends made their way back into the air duct.
"Mike! Why didn't you do anything?!" Jeremiah demanded quietly, his brown eyes flashing angrily. However, the blue eyed young man looked dazed. His eyes were glazed over.
'Wait... I can't be falling fo that rich bitch!' He thought feircely as he remebered her sweet yet sad face...
'Th...that can't be true...' His eyes were wide. He trembled as he looked at his very impatient friends.
"Leave her alone. We'll find her later."
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Chapter Title: Hurt
Author: Peonyqt1004
Disclaimer: As always... I don't own CCS. ;_;
A.N: =) I hope you like this chapter- I liked typing this one out actually- lol. Cuz the best part is next! Nyahaha no more building up towards the top anymore! I can go one without anything to build on- er... I'm happy. =) Remeber to Read and review! I will be sooo happy if u do! =) Keep reading!
"Hurt"
It hurt.
Sakura was crying out in pain... The rain was cold on her body.
"Please stop please!" She cried out to the shadowed figure which kept kicking and beating her. Blood ran down Sakura's eyes and the pain would not go away. Sakura started to gasp for breathe.
"P-p-ple-"
Suddenly she was out cold.
When her eyes opened again, they felt swollen and shut. A woman tenderly looked down at her.
"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. She didn't know why, but it made her uneasy.
"Sit down Sakura. We need to--."
"NO! I WANT TO GO HOME!" The little girl cried out, tears flowed faster when she realized she didn't know where her home was. Suddenly, Sakura lept off the bed and ran out the room.
"Get that girl!" The nurse cried.
"I don't want to die!" Sakura cried, her brown hair flying around her face. "I DON'T WANT TO STAY HERE!" Sakura cried out, her body started to shake uncontrollably. The nurse finally caught her.
"Oh dear, she's hyperventilating. Of course, after days of sleeping she should be experincing moments of hysteria..."
"STOP!" The little girl screamed as she writhed in the nurses arms. She felt the needle going in as a bunch of nurses with blurred faces surrounded her...
"NO!"
Sakura struggled, but she was getting weak... and the world around her was blurring.
"NO!"
The world was turning black... the light was fading...
"I don't want to die!"
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Tomoyo jumped at the sound of the heart monitor going crazy. "NURSE!" She cried out, crazed. "Someone! please help her!" There was a loud clamor as a group of nurses and medics rushed in. Tomoyo watched in horror as she watched her dreadfully pale friend gasp for breathe behind the plastic mask.
'No... this can't be happening...'
Tomoyo was numb with horror. She didn't notice when a nurse lead her out. The picture of beauitful healthy Sakura gasping for breath, looking deathly pale and cadaverous on top of a hospital cot would stay embedded in her mind forever.
'Dont' leave Sakura.' Tomoyo prayed. 'There are people who want you to stay. Be strong. You can come out of it well!'
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A tall man in a trenchcoat entered the Li Company building. He passed by normal employees and stopped in front of a bulletin.
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Syaoran caught another ride back to China. He knew Elder would not be happy about this. 'Oh... what the heck, leave her to die.' He grumbled, but a strange nagging voice at the back of his head rebuked him.
'If she dies it's most likely your fault.'
He groaned. He checked his watch as he waited at the airport.
'What a waste of money. I should've just stayed at China...'
"Oh. What a coincedence! Mr Li!"
Syaoran blinked as he looked up. It was that blonde haired girl. "Uh, Hi." The blonde looked absoutley pleased at his reply.
"So, Handsome, what are you doing this week?"
"Actually I'm taking a flight back to China."
"Oh." She sounded dissapointed. "Well. Li. Since your waiting... Why not make the most of this time?" She waggled her eyebrows and drew her skirt up higher. Syaoran was disgusted. 'Those women... always willing to sleep with any man who looks good.' "No thanks." He said, not doing anything to disguise the disgust in his voice. "Oh." She sounded dissapointed again. Syaoran got up. "Nice chatting with you... But I must go. I have a flight to catch... and a life." He heard a gasp of anger. Smirking, he walked towards his flight... His mind troubled.
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Green eyes shot open in the middle of the night. The large eyes blinked a few times.
"W-where am I?" She croaked. She heard soft snoring next to her. She looked at her side and saw that Meiling had pulled up a chair and was sleeping with her head thrown back... Tomoyo was sprawled out on the floor in a sleeping bag.
'Tomoyo is crazy.' Sakura thought to herself. Her whole body hurt.
'Dang... what just happened?' Then she remebered and she let out a stifled groan, disturbing Meiling sleep just a little bit. 'I got attacked... again.' Sakura looked around her nd shivered.
'I'm in a hospital...'
The walls seemed to breath and close in on her.
'How many people died in a hospital?'
The thought chilled her to the bone. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
'What if their spirits still haunt the hallways of the hospital?' Her eyes grew wide with fear. She let out a squeak as she laid stiffly on her bed.
Somethign moved at a corner.... there was a loud rustling noise... Sakura felt a scream climb it's way out fo her throat.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
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Eriol looked miserable as he packed his meager belongings to go with his friends to study some art at the other side of the world. But Tomoyo's words kept echoing in his head.
'You always run away from commitment!'
"But Tomoyo... I can be commited to the right person... and it's you. If only you can understand...." He sighed, realizing he was talking to himself. Hoisting his suitcase and bag over his shoulder, her proceeded to walk out. Then he stopped as he came face to face with his slightly unfinished artwork. It was his master peice.
'I'll just leave this here.' Eriol thought sadly. 'It is no use to dream things that will never come true.' With a sigh, he walked out his home... out of Tomoyo's life.
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Meiling looked throughly relieved as she tried to feed Sakura another spoonful of rice.
"Come on Sakura, You need to heal!"
"Meiling...." Sakura whined, but opened her mouth automatically. The rice slid down her throat and warmed her empty stomach.
"So Sakura... who do you think might have tried to kill you?" Meiling asked. "I really don't know." Sakura replied, feelign queasy just thinking about her near death experince. "Hmmm. Who would be jelouse enought to want to kill you? Or maybe they want something with your death!" Sakura winced. "Such morbid thoughts Meiling... You're on my list of suspects." Sakura said jokingly. Meiling ceased feeding Sakura and turned to the window, her eyes dreamy. Sakura smiled softly, her eyes resting on a small bird outside of her window.
It was small and delicate. The bird jumped from limb to limb and started to chirp cheerfully. Sakura looked up when she heard the door open.
Her eyes grew wide.
"S-Syaoran?" She gasped.
She found her eyes scanning his face... the stubbles growing from his chin, and the rumpled state his clothes were in. "Somebody told me you moved out of the mansion!" Sakura said. (She had been greatly dissappointed by that news.) "Yes, I did." He said. His brown eyes seemed to be searching within Sakura's eyes for something.
The stood there, staring at each other.
"SYAORAN!" Meiling cried out shrilly. She clamped on her cousin and hugged him.
"Meiling..." He said, a bit irritated.
(Later)
Syaoran could not find any words to speak with Sakura. 'I wonder if she forgives me?' He pondered, looking at her still form. He noticed how thin she had gotten. The flesh around her cheeks were pinched and her skin was no longer the perfect pale peach hue it had been before, the tone of her skin had literally almost became gray.
Still, she looked beautiful. Instead of the beauitful sunny girl he had thought of her as before, she looked like a moon goddess who had just risen out from the ocean foams... Like aphrodite. He felt himself blush at such pretentious and rather lovey dovey thoughts.
'She's my sister...' He repeated in his mind, but one question still had trouble coming up from his throat... but now, it came up.
"Sakura, who do you think is attacking you?"
He was greeted by silence. Slowly, her head turned towards him, her eyes glittering sadly. "I don't know." Sakura said slowly. "But whoever it is, they must hate me quite alot to want me dead." Syaoran saw how she sighed, and how her eyelashes fluttered against her high cheekbones...
"Sakura..." He started. He was having a sudden hard time breathing as he tried to apologize to her for his earlier outburst of anger.
"Hm?"
"I... I... I'm sorry." He said quickly. When he finished saying those words his breathing quickened.
"Oh..." Sakura whispered. "It's ok. No hard feelings."
In Sakura's eyes she kept seeing the woman with the flowing black hair and astonishing green eyes... and the blurry figure of the attacker in her dream.
'What can this dream mean?' For some reason, the woman in the black hair was familiar, he just didn't know how. Her attention was drawn back to Syaoran when he moved slightly, moving her cot a bit as he got up.
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Syaoran winced, as soon as she said that it was ok and that all was forgiven, she had looked away with a rather far away look in her eye. 'She hates me.' He thought bitterly, 'Like everyone else does.' Hating himself and the world at that second, he turned his head away sharply, and heard a rather sad sigh. The sigh resounded with remorse and wistfulness... a sweet voice followed it.
"Syaoran..." Came a whisper. Syaoran answered, "Yes?"
"I keep seeing this lady with black hair and green eyes in my dream... what do you think it could mean?" Syaoran looked puzzeled and his hostile air dropped away from him, like a shroud thrown aside for further use.
"Huh?"
Sakura bit her lips and looked at Syaoran, her eyes deep with a profound saddness. "That woman... in my dreams... do you think she could possibly be my mother?" Syaoran let out a scoff, making Sakura blink. Before Syaoran could control himself, he let out a arrogant snort.
"Sakura, imagine. Of course you have a mother, but please. How could you see her in your dreams if you don't know who she is Sakura? You are and orphan.Your mother ditched you, imagine, why would you want to dream of a mother who didn't care enought to feed and cloth you."
There was a long silence.
Syaoran realized what he had said and his eyes widened. 'Stupid mouth... shit.' He thought silently, he slowly turned and met Sakura's shimmering green eyes. Her face had no emotion on it, it was as still as stone...
"Syaoran...." She whispered harshly. "That... you didn't have to tell me that... you didn't have to--." Her voice cracked and Sakura shut her mouth and muffled the cries of hurt within her as she shook uncontrollably.
Syaoran felt guilty... and for the first time, sorry for what he had said. "Sakura I--."
His heart broke when he saw a glimmer of a tear pool in one of her eyes... It hung at her eyelashes like a shard of glass... she blinked and it fell onto his hand which was resting near her head. The teardrop shattered like shattering glass... like her shattered hopes...
"Sakura-- I..."
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" She screamed, suddenly bursting out. Her cheeks were flushed with anger and her eyes glinted strangely. She got out of the got, wearing her blue and white hospital gown. "I can't stand this place!" She bursted. "It makes me insecure and angry... and provokes the strangest dreams... I almost got killed... and you come along and make things worse!" She pointed a finger at him. "You hated me... I could understand just a little and withstand it.... but... this is too far! Just when I thought you had a heart you go and ruin it all! Wait. Excuse me. You don't have one. I forgot that you're not human. I forgot that you hate everyone and that you are selfish and angry with everyone who comes and tries to help you!" Syaoran felt his face burn with anger and humiliation as he retorted back with a sharp and painful reply.
"At least I had parents who loved me enough to not care about my so called "heartlessness" and actually keep me in their midst! I bet your parents hated you so much they wanted to ditch you."
Sakura stared at him, her enraged eyes slowly saddening into eyes of a hurt child... Time seemed to stop as Syaoran looked helplessly at her. He didn't mean what he said, he just could'nt help but be who he was all his life. Sobs rose in Sakura's chest, her eyes teared up and she pivoted and dashed out. That's when Syaoran started to act.
"SAKURA!"
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" She screamed back at him.
Cursing he went after her, 'Damn my mouth.' He said silently. "SAKURA BUT YOU'RE HURT!" He yelled. He listened for an answer as he heard the furious beat of his heart as he ran after her, but there was none. He could only hear the fading echo of her sobs fading into the distance.
'Damn she's fast.'
He ran faster and noticed nurses trying to stop Sakura, but the beautiful adburn haired girl pushed them aside and flung open the hospital door and ran out into the night.
"SAKURA!"
---Down the street...---
The man exited the company, his trenchcoat swinging about him as he suddenly looked up and removed his hat. It was Tory. His ebony locks shone in the streetlamps as he looked around cautiously. He had to be careful. Pearl was very watchful, and he had managed to sneak out of the house, just barely.
'She still has mother locket...' He cursed. He walked faster, rounding a corner quickly. His eyes widened as he collided with a sobbing woman in a hospital gown.
'FUCK!' He cursed as he used his quick reflexes to make it so he fell on the bottom and she was on top of him. He didn't want this person getting hurt.
"I-i-iam sorry!" The girl said quickly as she got up. Tory scratched his head and nodded, then stared.
"S-s-sakura?!"
"Mr Kinomoto?!"
Tory looked at his sister and memories which included both his sister and mother flooded him... such as the time when his mother took both Sakura and Tory to the park. He had gotten in a fist fight with Sakura, and of course, she lost. She had wanted to play basketball but he was embarassed to have her play on his team... He winced. That was a bad memory... Sakura had cried and bore a bruise on her eye, and his mother, Nadeshiko, spanked him till he could'nt sit on his rear anymore.
She looked diffrent yet so much the same.
Sakura childhood face had been cute as a button... but now the cuteness had evolved into an enchanting beauty.
'Like mother...'
He thought. Sakura still had the slightly curley light brown hair, which she took after the father, but the curls were from Nadeshiko. But her hair had been shortly cropped long time ago. Her large green eyes still held the purity and sweetness which had been there since childhood... Oh god, how could he have been stupid. She resembled Nadeshiko... yet his father gentle features softened the vivid and sharp beauty of his mothers down a bit.
'Mother was a model... she was beautiful... just like you Sakura... If only I can tell you...'
Then he noticed she was crying. Her eyes were wet with tears and he felt his heart break.
"Why are you crying?" He questioned, his dark brown eyes searching hers. Sakura stared up at him. "You would'nt understand... I can't tell you. You would make fun of me... like everyone else." Why did she sound like a vunerable child if she was grown up now? Her voice held a childish air... a sad one at least. "You can tell me. I can probably understand more then you know." Sakura shook her head, her body shaking. Tory brought out an arm to his sister and held her closely...
It was almost like old times... He used to hold her when she had cried over her fathers death... He didn't quite know why, till he heard Sakura talking in her dream.
"Tell me..." Tory whispered, Green eyes peered up at his.
"Promise you won't laugh?" She asked, her voice afraid and child-like.
"Pinky swear." He replied, smiling crookedly as he remebered that he had gotten that from Sakura. When she was young, she used to always make him pinky swear every promise.
He held out a crooked pinky. Sakura laughed between her tears and wrapped her slim pinky around his.
"Ok..." Her eyes looked at him strangely. "How come... even if I don't know you well Mr. Kinomoto... How come it is like I've known you before?"
"Maybe we met each other long time ago? And we forgot?" He said, hinting at it. Sakura smiled sadly. "No, you probably wasn't at the orphanage I was in. I never knew you. Speaking of orphanage... Since I promised... I was crying because... My mother ditched me and left me all alone because she didn't like who I was." Tears sprang from her eyes again.
Tory was shocked and his heart broke for her, her eyes held saddness so deep and profound that he was afraid he was going to drown in empathy for her. He looked away. "Sakura... I don't think your mother left you at all. I think... she loved you very much. She probably thought you were very beautiful, both inside and outside... and probably cherished you." Hope sprang in Sakura's eyes. It almost hurt him just to see that hope spring up from those words.
"Hoe- Do you think so?"
"Hai..."
Sakura's eyes lit up in happiness and she hugged Tory. "Thank you... I've always wished that was true... maybe, since someone said that, maybe it is true after all." Tory patted her back, his eyes moist with unshed tears.
'I can't tell her...'
Tory opened his mouth to tell her who he was. Who he really was. Maybe it was time to tell her? But she was living a happy life... what would she gain if she learned that she was part of the murdered Kinomoto family? What would her dark past do for her? The past was only filled with horrible images of death and corruption. Would she really want to revert back to her old family when he knew that Pearl would make her life a living hell if she were to know?
No. He would'nt tell her. The future was what mattered the most. It nearly killed him to make this desicion, but he clenched his teeth. It was for his sisters happiness... He would protect her from afar... and watch her grow.
"SAKURA!"
Tory was startled to see a young man with dark brown hair and brown eyes ran around the corner. The man stopped and stared at Sakura and him.
"Who are you?!" the man demanded, his dark brown eyes flashing. "Tory Kinomoto. Nice to meet you." Tory replied casually. Syaoran stared at Tory, and looked back at Sakura.
"You stupid retard! Go back to the hospital! You're hurt for god sakes! You look ridicoulous with that hospital gown on! Now git!"
Sakura looked wounded and slightly hostile towards the boy and she bowed to Tory. "Thank you, nice to meet you Mr. Kinomoto."
"It's Tory." He corrected.
"Tory." She repeated, her eyes shone and she ran back to the hospital, well, slightly slower then before.
"Now who are you?" Tory asked the man looking after Sakura. "Syaoran Li." The man replied, looking pissed.
'I really don't like this man.' Tory thought scornfully. 'I better protect Sakura from this brat... wait... they're related. Rats. He dosen't treat her well, I'll kill him if he makes her cry.'
--- Tomoyo---
Tomoyo stopped by the bulletin in her company hallway. There were always schedules and important messages up there. Tomoyo felt pretty happy today, after hearing that Sakura was getting better and all, she was happy. Her thoughts drifted away as she stopped and stared at one praticular note.
'Tomoyo D. - 5:00-6:00 at Merriweather Pike- Appointment with Elle Co.'
Tomoyo smiled as she reat those words, then her smile turned into a large "o" as she read a rather dirty note underneath that note.
'To: Li Sakura- Avoid dark places. People are not who they seem to be. Take caution. Go with someone. Beware the woman with blonde hair.'
'Who wrote that bunch of childish nonsense?!' Tomoyo raged. She looked for any initial or name, but found none. She ripped the paper from the bulletin and shoved it into her pocket. 'Someone's playing a prank on Sakura. She has enough to deal with as it is. I'll talk to her about this prank later...'
Tomoyo sighed as she walked out of the company building.
'Isn't today the day Eriol's leaving? Should I check up on him?'
She didn't know what to do, she wanted to, but she was scared that she would just be hurt again. She fingered the apartment key that Eriol had given her.
'It would'nt hurt. I will bring Eriol something to eat and I'll talk to him about...' She paused. 'Why am I doing this?' She questioned herself as she got in her car. She pulled out of the parkway... and drove towards Eriol's apartment.
=Ding Dong=
Tomoyo shifted about, holding up a chocolate cake in one hand. No one answered.
'Don't tell me he left yet!' Tomoyo cried out, for some reason, that hurt. 'Maybe he can't hear me? Or he's mad at me... omigod... if he is... I am going to--.' She grabbed her keys akwardly and opened the door.
"Eriol! Why didn't you open the do-." She stopped and stared... Slowly putting down the chocolate cake on the floor.
'The rooms too empty...'
Tomoyo walked faster towards the living room. There were no furniture... only a wooden table and a chair stood there.
'Oh my god... Please...' Tomoyo felt her heart pounding as she ran towards the den where Eriol both slept and worked in.
'Please be here...' She prayed as she opened the door.
The room was empty... She felt tears prick her eyelids as she slowly stepped inside the room.
"Eriol..."
Tears flooded her eyes. 'You bastard... you left me without any goodbye...' She dabbed an eye and steeled herself. 'Why am I crying? I don't need to cry... no... I am not going to cry. There is nothing here that will make me cry!' Hopefully, she looked around the room for anything. A note... a card... Something that Eriol might have left behind for her.
She spotted his large easel.
"Aha! So Eriol didn't quite move out after all! I should've known, he would'nt go anywhere wihtout his easle..." Smiling she faced the painting on the easel, and he face froze.
'Oh... Eriol...'
A white sheet covered the painting, but a white note was pinned on the cloth. She read it outloud.
Dear Tomoyo,
I'm probably gone by the time you arrive here. If you are here. I'm glad. I really wasn't lying about loving you. I love you Tomoyo. Everything about you. Your hair, you eyes... your beautiful hands and your personality. Just the esssence of you was a pleasure to my senses. You are art made alive. Tomoyo... I'm sorry I left. I'm sorry things ended this way. But I love you, and understand that. I don't know if I will return. I left my masterpeice unfinished, because it reflects a part of my unfinished life. A life with you Tomoyo. I hope you keep this painting. Tomoyo... You came to say good bye didn't you? Well Tomoyo. Good bye... I'll always remeber you, adn there will be no other.
-Eriol.
With shaking hands, Tomoyo uncovered the painting... when she stared at it, her bottom lip started to quiver and her eyes watered. Her heart shattered into a million peices...
Breaking down in sobs she fell down to her knees. 'Oh Eriol...' She cried out in her heart...
The painting was one of her... the background was of the place they first met, the garden downtown... She was facing the sunset... and a man resembling Eriol stooda t the corner... like a loner... Between her and man was a bridge... the bridge was unfinished.
---Pearl---
The blonde woman with icy blue eyes examined her nails. She had them frenched and they were chipping... she didn't like that. She had found out that Sakura was still alive.
'Oh well.. they always mess things up. If you want to do something you have to do it on your own.'
Pearl got up from her plush sofa and smiled at the mirror as she saw her reflection of a beautiful woman. 'Damn Pearl Kinomoto. You have it all. All you need is Sakura dead. Then all is over and you can lead a happy life.' Then her smile faded as she saw a picture of Nadeshiko leaning against the wall...
'What?! I thought I threw this picture away long time ago!'
She hated that face. That face which was so beautiful with love and purity... it was gruesome. Those bright green eyes and curley black locks... Pearl sneered at the picture. 'Nadeshiko. You were never prettier then me. I hope you're burning in hell. With your husband.' Pearl smiled. 'Sakura is going to die soon Nadeshiko... and it will be like killing you... I've hated you because you took all the people who cared for me away from me... you had it all, now, you have nothing! I took everything from you too! Your husband... Your money, your home. Nadeshiko... I win.' Pearl smiled. 'And I will kill Sakura with my own hands.' Pearl suddenly blinked. Why did it suddenly seem as if Nadeshiko was looking at her accusingly? Those green eyes looked angry and rather smug. She shook her head.
"Nadeshiko, You're dead. You can't do anything."
Pearl smiled and withdrew two items from her desk.
"Now which death is more painful? Poison... that killed Kinomoto-san... or the dagger that I killed my father with?" She looked at both of them and sighed. "Such hard desicions... " Smirking, she put away the murder weapons and shut the cabinet. "Maybe I'll try a new murder weapon." The glinting silver dagger and the bottle of clear poison, sweet and decietful, lay within the dark wooden box called a cabinet. Waiting to be used once again.
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Syaoran was alone... he had not moved back into the mansion but he had the keys.
'Sakura doesnt... I still have hers..' He thought, but it floated away from his mind as he thought of other things. He regretted doing that to Sakura. He didn't mean to, it slipped out.
'Some brother I am...' He thought to himself bitterly. The picture of Sakura crying with tears streaming from her eyes rose in his mind like a ghost and he groaned. Sakura was getting out of the hospital tommorrow. Her injuries were pretty bad... Her health wouldn't be like it used to be. The doctor was very worried about her lung. They had just managed to reshape the lungs and stitch the wounds together. Sakura's breathing would be a bit difficult.
'She needs someone to take care of her. It's my duty. The elder said so. I'm going to do it. It is as if it's my fault.' He sighed. 'But who in the world would want Sakura dead? Who? A frown crossed his mind as the image of that tall dark haired man named Tory came to mind.
'He's a bit suspicious, if he hangs around Saku- my sister too much, I'll kill him. At this point, anyone could be the killer. I have to watch out for Sakura. I'll make it up to her...' He drowsed slowly as he sank into dark slumber.
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"She's still alive? Son of abitch! She fucking knows my name!"
"You fucking retard! Why did you fucken tell her ya loco?!"
A man who had once held a gun to Sakura's head cursed and stood by a dilapidated shack. His blue eyes were snapping with anger. He brushed back his tawny brown locks with fusteration. "Damn it, we have to be on the run. As soon as she gets better, she'll probably report us!"
A spanish man with dark nut brown skin and twinkling dark black eyes stepped up. "Ah, Mike-boy. Don't go loco on us yet. I have a good plan. Since she is recovering from the hospital, before she recovers fully, we can kill her."
Mike snapped at his partner. "Snakes, You retard." He snapped. "I..." Mike trailed away as he remebered those green eyes. Her eyes had seemed sincere when she had asked for his name. No one had asked for his name before. They had thought it insigneficent. No one cared. He was "Street Rat" to them. But when this rich ass bitch of a girl had asked for his name, he had felt his mind go blank.
'She is pretty.' He concluded. 'But dangerous to me.'
"I what Mike-boy?" Snakes asked. "Do you have anything better to plan?"
"Maybe we should leave her alone and leave for Mexico." A african boy with humorous large brown doe eyes said. His face was gentle, yet his eyes sparked with intellegence and fire. "No." Mike said. "We... will watch her closely. We will see what we will do later. Right now... Let's leave her alone."
The african spoke up, his accented speech made it a bit hard to understand, but after living with him for 4 years, Mike understood completely, and was infuriated.
"So Mike has has a soft spot? Isn't that cute?"
Mike's eyes flashed angrily. "Shut up Jeremiah... talk one more time and I'll knock your teeth out."
"Try it Mo fo!" Jeremiah replied, his eyes flashing.
"Shut up both of you!" Snakes said in a loud voice. "This is ridiculous, just follow what Mike says, he's usually right."
To be Continued...
Preview:
Figures dressed in the darkness of night melded into the background. They watched silently as a pretty woman, tall and slender, got up from her bed in a blue and white hospital gown.
"Should we go get her?" A voice whispered fiercely into the dark.
"Shush, wait and see..."
The girl got up and stretched. The figures noticed faint sunlight flitering in from the windows... Dawn was starting to break.
"Shit... we have to go soon... do something!"
The girl sighed, her green eyes sad and forlorn. She whispered something outloud. "I'm going home... today."
"Mike we gotta get her now!"
The boy stared at her from the shadows. "I... just leave her be... we'll catch her later..."
Sakura frowned, she looked towards their direction. Gasping, Mike and his friends made their way back into the air duct.
"Mike! Why didn't you do anything?!" Jeremiah demanded quietly, his brown eyes flashing angrily. However, the blue eyed young man looked dazed. His eyes were glazed over.
'Wait... I can't be falling fo that rich bitch!' He thought feircely as he remebered her sweet yet sad face...
'Th...that can't be true...' His eyes were wide. He trembled as he looked at his very impatient friends.
"Leave her alone. We'll find her later."
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