*Okay, I've got another chapter here for you all, and I want to say thanks
for reading and reviewing. This is the second to last chapter, and you're
going to hate me, but it's ok. Please send a nice review, and be sure to
watch out for my newest fic coming out February first!*
Reviewers: the nadja, Star Cherry, amber-eyez, sweet-captor, & Kikakai
Every New Day
Sakura quickly regained the use of her legs as she pushed herself up and sprinted to Syaoran's bedside. The blood was everywhere; it was soaking into the sheets and the mattress. In the middle of the sticky red mess was Syaoran, his face white as the linens used to be. He was motionless, his eyes closed softly.
"Syaoran!" Sakura cried. Wei peered into the room and gasped in horror, then disappeared to call an ambulance. Syaoran's eyes fluttered open, revealing two orbs of dark amber.
"Syaoran why?" Sakura sobbed.
"I can't . . . do this anymore. I have nothing left." Syaoran whispered back, his voice weak. The blood was still oozing from his slashed wrists, and Sakura wrapped them with the sheets to stop the bleeding.
"What do you mean, you have nothing?" Sakura asked, her heart breaking into a thousand pieces. Syaoran let out a ragged sigh and let his head roll to the side so he was looking into Sakura's tear stained face.
"I lost you. I failed my family. I am nothing, worthless. This is the only thing I could think of to stop the pain." Syaoran murmured. His breath was becoming more labored, and Sakura could see he was fading fast.
"Don't you die on me, Syaoran Li. I need you, your family needs you." Sakura cried, letting her salty tears fall onto Syaoran's bare chest. Syaoran's chest rose and fell as he struggled to stay.
"Your baby needs you." Sakura finished, earning a gasp of shock from Syaoran. Tears started to form in his dull amber eyes as he realized what was happening.
"When?" Syaoran asked, choking back a miserable sob.
"I found out today. I didn't go to school, and I called you to tell you, but we got into that argument, and I . . . oh God, Syaoran, please don't go!" Sakura bawled. Syaoran was sobbing weakly, the hot tears rolling down his pale face.
"I can't stay. I fucked up big time this time, and now I'm going to die." Syaoran whispered, his breath coming in short gasps.
"No. . . " Sakura whispered, defeated. She watched as Syaoran struggled to live for her. For their child.
"I'm so sorry. God, Sakura. I'm so sorry." Syaoran whispered, his voice becoming more quiet. He seemed to sink into the bed a little more, his body deflating. Sakura gently kissed his lips as his eyes closed. There was no more breath; Syaoran was gone.
"Syaoran? Syaoran! God dammit, don't you leave me here!" Sakura screamed, flinging herself onto Syaoran's lifeless body. Her head snapped up at the sound of sirens in the distance, but it was no use. Syaoran was dead, the life force drained out of his body and soaked into his bed.
Still sobbing uncontrollably, Sakura took Syaoran's cold hands in hers, gripping them tightly. She felt something in one hand, and when she opened it she found a small necklace with a charm on it. Partially covered in blood, Sakura noticed the charm was a star shape. She clutched the item to her chest, letting the hot tears roll down her face and onto Syaoran's bed.
Three days later. . .
It was a cold Saturday in April the day Syaoran was buried. People from all around came to say farewell to the next leader of the Li clan as he was laid to rest under six feet of wet earth. The church was full, so full people had to stand outside for the service. In the front row sat Yelan with her daughters and Melin. All were dressed in simple black dresses, and all were shedding silent tears for the death of their loved one.
Sakura sat in the second row next to Tomoyo and Eriol, who had flown home from Europe the moment they had heard the news. Eriol blamed himself, thinking if he hadn't been studying abroad he would have been able to see Syaoran's plight and help him.
Tomoyo sat rigidly next to Eriol, her hand placed in his as she stared in shock at the casket containing one of her dearest friends. Large amethyst eyes took in the sight before them without blinking. With a sigh, the teen leaned her head against Eriol's shoulder as he patted her hand and rested his head on her head gently.
Sakura gazed at Syaoran lying in his coffin and for a moment didn't believe it was really happening. To her it seemed like he was asleep, the fact that he would never wake up did register to her as of yet. Sakura couldn't accept the fact that she would never see his face again after that day, that her child would never know their father or learn the things he had learned. Things like that just didn't seem possible to the teenager as she stared blankly at the surroundings in the church.
After a brief service, Syaoran's casket was closed, and he was carried out of the church by members of the Li clan. From there he was taken to the cemetery in the back and set down over his grave, his eternal resting place.
"Friends and family, we come here today to surrender Li Syaoran to the ground. Although he has left us all too soon, he is in a better place." The minister said solemnly, looking out over the many mourners who openly cried at his words.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. We commend thee, Li Syaoran, back to the earth. Peace be with you, child. Amen." The minister added, tossing some dust into the air and watching as it floated down to the earth. One by one, Yelan and her family approached the closed casket, laying a rose on the top before walking away to their vehicles. Soon no one was left but Sakura, Eriol and Tomoyo.
"I'm sorry, Syaoran. I should have been there for you." Eriol whispered as he laid his rose on Syaoran's grave. Tomoyo placed her flower on the cold steel, a silent tear trailing down her pale face. Taking Eriol's arm, Tomoyo moved aside so Sakura could leave her flower as well.
"Syaoran, my love . . . why did you have to leave me? How could I have not seen the pain in your heart?" Sakura asked aloud, setting a red rose on Syaoran's grave. She pulled out a small baby rose and set it on the casket beside her own flower, and tears began to flow from her sad emerald eyes.
"This rose is from your baby, Syao." Sakura breathed, feeling her tears form in her eyes once again. Tomoyo hugged Sakura gently as she cried harder, her hand resting on the necklace Syaoran had been holding in his hand. The minister lowered the coffin, and Sakura watched until she couldn't see it any longer. Tomoyo and Eriol led the miserable teen away from the cemetery as the dirt was being shoveled over Syaoran Li's body.
*Ok, you're all probably furious that I killed Syaoran off, but that was the way I had intended this fic to be in the first place. Next chapter is an epilogue, and it will be in the form of a song fic. Please review this for me, I don't care if you write horrible things!*
Reviewers: the nadja, Star Cherry, amber-eyez, sweet-captor, & Kikakai
Every New Day
Sakura quickly regained the use of her legs as she pushed herself up and sprinted to Syaoran's bedside. The blood was everywhere; it was soaking into the sheets and the mattress. In the middle of the sticky red mess was Syaoran, his face white as the linens used to be. He was motionless, his eyes closed softly.
"Syaoran!" Sakura cried. Wei peered into the room and gasped in horror, then disappeared to call an ambulance. Syaoran's eyes fluttered open, revealing two orbs of dark amber.
"Syaoran why?" Sakura sobbed.
"I can't . . . do this anymore. I have nothing left." Syaoran whispered back, his voice weak. The blood was still oozing from his slashed wrists, and Sakura wrapped them with the sheets to stop the bleeding.
"What do you mean, you have nothing?" Sakura asked, her heart breaking into a thousand pieces. Syaoran let out a ragged sigh and let his head roll to the side so he was looking into Sakura's tear stained face.
"I lost you. I failed my family. I am nothing, worthless. This is the only thing I could think of to stop the pain." Syaoran murmured. His breath was becoming more labored, and Sakura could see he was fading fast.
"Don't you die on me, Syaoran Li. I need you, your family needs you." Sakura cried, letting her salty tears fall onto Syaoran's bare chest. Syaoran's chest rose and fell as he struggled to stay.
"Your baby needs you." Sakura finished, earning a gasp of shock from Syaoran. Tears started to form in his dull amber eyes as he realized what was happening.
"When?" Syaoran asked, choking back a miserable sob.
"I found out today. I didn't go to school, and I called you to tell you, but we got into that argument, and I . . . oh God, Syaoran, please don't go!" Sakura bawled. Syaoran was sobbing weakly, the hot tears rolling down his pale face.
"I can't stay. I fucked up big time this time, and now I'm going to die." Syaoran whispered, his breath coming in short gasps.
"No. . . " Sakura whispered, defeated. She watched as Syaoran struggled to live for her. For their child.
"I'm so sorry. God, Sakura. I'm so sorry." Syaoran whispered, his voice becoming more quiet. He seemed to sink into the bed a little more, his body deflating. Sakura gently kissed his lips as his eyes closed. There was no more breath; Syaoran was gone.
"Syaoran? Syaoran! God dammit, don't you leave me here!" Sakura screamed, flinging herself onto Syaoran's lifeless body. Her head snapped up at the sound of sirens in the distance, but it was no use. Syaoran was dead, the life force drained out of his body and soaked into his bed.
Still sobbing uncontrollably, Sakura took Syaoran's cold hands in hers, gripping them tightly. She felt something in one hand, and when she opened it she found a small necklace with a charm on it. Partially covered in blood, Sakura noticed the charm was a star shape. She clutched the item to her chest, letting the hot tears roll down her face and onto Syaoran's bed.
Three days later. . .
It was a cold Saturday in April the day Syaoran was buried. People from all around came to say farewell to the next leader of the Li clan as he was laid to rest under six feet of wet earth. The church was full, so full people had to stand outside for the service. In the front row sat Yelan with her daughters and Melin. All were dressed in simple black dresses, and all were shedding silent tears for the death of their loved one.
Sakura sat in the second row next to Tomoyo and Eriol, who had flown home from Europe the moment they had heard the news. Eriol blamed himself, thinking if he hadn't been studying abroad he would have been able to see Syaoran's plight and help him.
Tomoyo sat rigidly next to Eriol, her hand placed in his as she stared in shock at the casket containing one of her dearest friends. Large amethyst eyes took in the sight before them without blinking. With a sigh, the teen leaned her head against Eriol's shoulder as he patted her hand and rested his head on her head gently.
Sakura gazed at Syaoran lying in his coffin and for a moment didn't believe it was really happening. To her it seemed like he was asleep, the fact that he would never wake up did register to her as of yet. Sakura couldn't accept the fact that she would never see his face again after that day, that her child would never know their father or learn the things he had learned. Things like that just didn't seem possible to the teenager as she stared blankly at the surroundings in the church.
After a brief service, Syaoran's casket was closed, and he was carried out of the church by members of the Li clan. From there he was taken to the cemetery in the back and set down over his grave, his eternal resting place.
"Friends and family, we come here today to surrender Li Syaoran to the ground. Although he has left us all too soon, he is in a better place." The minister said solemnly, looking out over the many mourners who openly cried at his words.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. We commend thee, Li Syaoran, back to the earth. Peace be with you, child. Amen." The minister added, tossing some dust into the air and watching as it floated down to the earth. One by one, Yelan and her family approached the closed casket, laying a rose on the top before walking away to their vehicles. Soon no one was left but Sakura, Eriol and Tomoyo.
"I'm sorry, Syaoran. I should have been there for you." Eriol whispered as he laid his rose on Syaoran's grave. Tomoyo placed her flower on the cold steel, a silent tear trailing down her pale face. Taking Eriol's arm, Tomoyo moved aside so Sakura could leave her flower as well.
"Syaoran, my love . . . why did you have to leave me? How could I have not seen the pain in your heart?" Sakura asked aloud, setting a red rose on Syaoran's grave. She pulled out a small baby rose and set it on the casket beside her own flower, and tears began to flow from her sad emerald eyes.
"This rose is from your baby, Syao." Sakura breathed, feeling her tears form in her eyes once again. Tomoyo hugged Sakura gently as she cried harder, her hand resting on the necklace Syaoran had been holding in his hand. The minister lowered the coffin, and Sakura watched until she couldn't see it any longer. Tomoyo and Eriol led the miserable teen away from the cemetery as the dirt was being shoveled over Syaoran Li's body.
*Ok, you're all probably furious that I killed Syaoran off, but that was the way I had intended this fic to be in the first place. Next chapter is an epilogue, and it will be in the form of a song fic. Please review this for me, I don't care if you write horrible things!*