*Hi everyone! Thanks for the feedback regarding this fic, I was totally
nervous about writing something like this. And if you haven't had the
chance to read my newest work, go do it. It was called 'Every New Day'.
I'll leave it at that so ya'll can read. The peasants rejoice*
Reviewers: anjuliet (times 3), Kikakai
Marred
Last Chapter:
"You tried to kiss me." Sakura said, her eyes fixing on the floor.
'Don't you worry, Sakura. I am going to get that guy and make him pay for every bruise, every tear. I'll never let anyone hurt you like that ever again.' Syaoran thought to himself.
"Yes, dad. I'll be coming home now. Syaoran said he'd bring me home. I'll ask him, but now I have to go. Love you daddy. Bye." Sakura said into Syaoran's phone, hanging it up when she completed the call.
"You ready to go?" Syaoran asked. Sakura nodded, moving a strand of hair from her face and forcing a smile. Syaoran cocked his head to the side and watched her.
"Sakura . . . are you sure you don't want to tell them?" Syaoran asked. Sakura's emerald eyes threatened to rain once again, but she held them back with a strong nod of her head. Sighing, Syaoran opened the door and let Sakura out, locking it behind him before following the smaller teen down the stairs.
On the car ride home, Sakura's mind was filled with worry and doubt she hadn't expressed to Syaoran. Her glance fell to her left hand, which was comfortably meshed in Syaoran's right hand. She looked from her hand to Syaoran, watching as he concentrated on the road. His eyes were serious, and his trademark scowl was present.
"Syaoran . . . " Sakura piped. Syaoran stopped at a red light, then looked over at Sakura. The petite adolescent looked at their hands, then back to his warm amber eyes.
"If I tell my dad and Touya, will you stay with me?" Sakura stammered nervously. Syaoran squeezed her hand in his as the car started to move again.
"Of course I will. I'll do anything for you, Sakura." Syaoran replied, his eyes concentrating on the road, but occasionally shifting to Sakura as she stared out the window at the world passing her by. They reached Sakura's home, and Sakura got out of the car. Syaoran followed her inside, where Fujitaka and Touya were watching some television.
"Syaoran! You didn't have to walk her in, you know." Fujitaka joked, earning a strained smile from both Sakura and Syaoran. Touya scowled at Syaoran, who narrowed his eyes slightly.
"What are you doing here, Li?" Touya asked, rising to his feet and approaching Syaoran and Sakura, who started to protest.
"Touya, sit down." Sakura demanded. Touya tried to argue, but the look in his sister's eyes made him sit in his seat once more.
"Is there something wrong, Sakura?" Fujitaka asked, his concern growing. Both his daughter and Syaoran looked a little forlorn, and the looks weren't putting the older man's mind at ease.
"Daddy . . . Touya . . . I have something to tell you . . . " Sakura began. Touya jumped up and shoved a finger in Syaoran's direction, an accusing look on his face.
"You got her pregnant, didn't you?" Touya charged, anger showing in his brown eyes. Syaoran put his hands up in his defense as Touya started spouting off.
"And we trusted you two together! Look at you now, two teenage parents! You're probably here to tell us you want to marry-" Touya yelled. Fujitaka stood without words, and tried to subdue Touya, who was blazing with fury. Sakura yelled loudly, stopping her brother dead in his tracks when he heard what she said.
"I WAS RAPED LAST NIGHT!!!"
The room was still. Nothing moved for a moment. Touya blinked, understanding what was said. He looked at Syaoran, who stared back with a smoldering glare. Sakura started to cry, and Fujitaka swept her into his embrace, trying to hush her miserable sobs.
"Li . . . was this why she . . . came to you?" Touya asked, standing beside the younger boy as he watched his father console his broken sister. Syaoran nodded solemnly, his eyes welling with sadness.
"She came to my house last night. Soaked to the bone. I drew her a bath, and when she came out she told me about . . . it." Syaoran explained, his voice low.
"Who did it? Tell me who it was, and I will have him for dinner." Touya seethed, his hands clenching into tight fists.
"Nick, her boyfriend. Don't worry, we'll get him." Syaoran answered, his fists also clenching. Fujitaka rocked Sakura gently as her tears subsided.
"We'll go to the authorities, they'll have him arrested." Fujitaka added, moving to get his jacket. Sakura shook her head, stopping him. Her emerald eyes were dull as she continued to shake her head.
"It's no use. There's no evidence." Sakura whispered. Syaoran walked over to Sakura and pulled her tank top up slightly, and Touya's eyes bulged at the sight of her sides.
"Son of a bitch! I'll kill him!" Touya growled.
"That doesn't mean anything. Anyone could have done this to me. It's my word against his. He'll win." Sakura whispered. Syaoran shook his head and pulled Sakura close to him, allowing her to bury her head in his shoulder.
"There must be some way to catch the bastard." Touya muttered. Sakura looked up at Touya, then Fujitaka, then Syaoran.
"My shoes."
At the hospital, Fujitaka, Touya and Syaoran all sat outside the exam room Sakura was being checked out in, eagerly waiting for her to return. Touya looked over at Syaoran, who was staring at his hands quietly.
"Li . . . I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed you and Sakura . . . I mean, you're a better man than that." Touya apologized. Syaoran nodded politely, then extended a hand to Touya, who shook it.
"Call me Syaoran. You've known me long enough, you might as well." Syaoran replied. The doctor walked out of the exam room and handed some papers to a nurse before she walked away.
"Is she okay?" Fujitaka asked. Syaoran stood slightly behind Touya and Fujitaka as the doctor explained everything to them, his ocher orbs intense as he listened.
"Sakura is just fine. We had to do a rape kit, as a standard procedure or course. We did manage to gather some semen even though she had bathed last night. The lab is processing for STD's and pregnancy, so you will know in a couple days. Until then I advise seeking some legal help." The doctor explained. Syaoran's eyes widened. Did he just say pregnancy?!
"Thank you doctor." Touya and Fujitaka said, walking into the hospital room where Sakura was. Syaoran stood outside for a moment, not knowing what to do. It was a family moment, and he didn't feel quite right about being there. He wasn't part of the family, at least not that he knew.
"Syaoran." Touya said, breaking Syaoran's trance. It felt so foreign to hear Sakura's brother talk to him using his first name. Syaoran ran a hand through his chocolate hair and sighed lightly.
"I'm coming." Syaoran replied, following Touya into the room where Sakura was sitting on a bed, a vacant look in her eyes.
"They tested me for pregnancy, Syaoran. What if I'm pregnant?" Sakura asked, looking at Syaoran carefully, trying to figure out his reaction. Fujitaka and Touya stood together by the sink, their faces already seeming tired.
"I will do anything for you. I mean that. You're my best friend, and whatever happens, whatever road you choose to take, I will be there to walk with you. You'll never be alone." Syaoran replied, his voice strong yet quiet. Sakura smiled slightly and held her arms out, inviting Syaoran to embrace her.
"How could I have missed you, Syaoran?" Sakura whispered in his ear as he hugged her, their bodies rocking back and forth.
"It doesn't matter. You've got me now." Syaoran replied. Touya stood pouting beside Fujitaka, who looked at his son with a weary smirk.
"Don't tell me you're unhappy they're together." Fujitaka said quietly. Touya shook his head, his brown hair softly flaring from side to side.
"No. I'm not unhappy. I just wish they didn't have to come together after such a terrible experience." Touya murmured, watching his sister cling to the boy he had loathed earlier that morning. Things were going to be different now; he'd be around more. Touya practically shuddered at the thought of his sister possibly marrying the very kid he had hated all these years, and yet . . . the way he treated her, like she was porcelain, was like nothing he'd ever seen before.
Touya watched Syaoran as he tangled his fingers with Sakura's, giving her a gentle 'let's go' look before leading her out of the room. This was going to take some getting used to.
*Hope you all liked this chapter, and if you get the chance, read and review the other fics I have written, they're okay too! Thanks!*
Reviewers: anjuliet (times 3), Kikakai
Marred
Last Chapter:
"You tried to kiss me." Sakura said, her eyes fixing on the floor.
'Don't you worry, Sakura. I am going to get that guy and make him pay for every bruise, every tear. I'll never let anyone hurt you like that ever again.' Syaoran thought to himself.
"Yes, dad. I'll be coming home now. Syaoran said he'd bring me home. I'll ask him, but now I have to go. Love you daddy. Bye." Sakura said into Syaoran's phone, hanging it up when she completed the call.
"You ready to go?" Syaoran asked. Sakura nodded, moving a strand of hair from her face and forcing a smile. Syaoran cocked his head to the side and watched her.
"Sakura . . . are you sure you don't want to tell them?" Syaoran asked. Sakura's emerald eyes threatened to rain once again, but she held them back with a strong nod of her head. Sighing, Syaoran opened the door and let Sakura out, locking it behind him before following the smaller teen down the stairs.
On the car ride home, Sakura's mind was filled with worry and doubt she hadn't expressed to Syaoran. Her glance fell to her left hand, which was comfortably meshed in Syaoran's right hand. She looked from her hand to Syaoran, watching as he concentrated on the road. His eyes were serious, and his trademark scowl was present.
"Syaoran . . . " Sakura piped. Syaoran stopped at a red light, then looked over at Sakura. The petite adolescent looked at their hands, then back to his warm amber eyes.
"If I tell my dad and Touya, will you stay with me?" Sakura stammered nervously. Syaoran squeezed her hand in his as the car started to move again.
"Of course I will. I'll do anything for you, Sakura." Syaoran replied, his eyes concentrating on the road, but occasionally shifting to Sakura as she stared out the window at the world passing her by. They reached Sakura's home, and Sakura got out of the car. Syaoran followed her inside, where Fujitaka and Touya were watching some television.
"Syaoran! You didn't have to walk her in, you know." Fujitaka joked, earning a strained smile from both Sakura and Syaoran. Touya scowled at Syaoran, who narrowed his eyes slightly.
"What are you doing here, Li?" Touya asked, rising to his feet and approaching Syaoran and Sakura, who started to protest.
"Touya, sit down." Sakura demanded. Touya tried to argue, but the look in his sister's eyes made him sit in his seat once more.
"Is there something wrong, Sakura?" Fujitaka asked, his concern growing. Both his daughter and Syaoran looked a little forlorn, and the looks weren't putting the older man's mind at ease.
"Daddy . . . Touya . . . I have something to tell you . . . " Sakura began. Touya jumped up and shoved a finger in Syaoran's direction, an accusing look on his face.
"You got her pregnant, didn't you?" Touya charged, anger showing in his brown eyes. Syaoran put his hands up in his defense as Touya started spouting off.
"And we trusted you two together! Look at you now, two teenage parents! You're probably here to tell us you want to marry-" Touya yelled. Fujitaka stood without words, and tried to subdue Touya, who was blazing with fury. Sakura yelled loudly, stopping her brother dead in his tracks when he heard what she said.
"I WAS RAPED LAST NIGHT!!!"
The room was still. Nothing moved for a moment. Touya blinked, understanding what was said. He looked at Syaoran, who stared back with a smoldering glare. Sakura started to cry, and Fujitaka swept her into his embrace, trying to hush her miserable sobs.
"Li . . . was this why she . . . came to you?" Touya asked, standing beside the younger boy as he watched his father console his broken sister. Syaoran nodded solemnly, his eyes welling with sadness.
"She came to my house last night. Soaked to the bone. I drew her a bath, and when she came out she told me about . . . it." Syaoran explained, his voice low.
"Who did it? Tell me who it was, and I will have him for dinner." Touya seethed, his hands clenching into tight fists.
"Nick, her boyfriend. Don't worry, we'll get him." Syaoran answered, his fists also clenching. Fujitaka rocked Sakura gently as her tears subsided.
"We'll go to the authorities, they'll have him arrested." Fujitaka added, moving to get his jacket. Sakura shook her head, stopping him. Her emerald eyes were dull as she continued to shake her head.
"It's no use. There's no evidence." Sakura whispered. Syaoran walked over to Sakura and pulled her tank top up slightly, and Touya's eyes bulged at the sight of her sides.
"Son of a bitch! I'll kill him!" Touya growled.
"That doesn't mean anything. Anyone could have done this to me. It's my word against his. He'll win." Sakura whispered. Syaoran shook his head and pulled Sakura close to him, allowing her to bury her head in his shoulder.
"There must be some way to catch the bastard." Touya muttered. Sakura looked up at Touya, then Fujitaka, then Syaoran.
"My shoes."
At the hospital, Fujitaka, Touya and Syaoran all sat outside the exam room Sakura was being checked out in, eagerly waiting for her to return. Touya looked over at Syaoran, who was staring at his hands quietly.
"Li . . . I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed you and Sakura . . . I mean, you're a better man than that." Touya apologized. Syaoran nodded politely, then extended a hand to Touya, who shook it.
"Call me Syaoran. You've known me long enough, you might as well." Syaoran replied. The doctor walked out of the exam room and handed some papers to a nurse before she walked away.
"Is she okay?" Fujitaka asked. Syaoran stood slightly behind Touya and Fujitaka as the doctor explained everything to them, his ocher orbs intense as he listened.
"Sakura is just fine. We had to do a rape kit, as a standard procedure or course. We did manage to gather some semen even though she had bathed last night. The lab is processing for STD's and pregnancy, so you will know in a couple days. Until then I advise seeking some legal help." The doctor explained. Syaoran's eyes widened. Did he just say pregnancy?!
"Thank you doctor." Touya and Fujitaka said, walking into the hospital room where Sakura was. Syaoran stood outside for a moment, not knowing what to do. It was a family moment, and he didn't feel quite right about being there. He wasn't part of the family, at least not that he knew.
"Syaoran." Touya said, breaking Syaoran's trance. It felt so foreign to hear Sakura's brother talk to him using his first name. Syaoran ran a hand through his chocolate hair and sighed lightly.
"I'm coming." Syaoran replied, following Touya into the room where Sakura was sitting on a bed, a vacant look in her eyes.
"They tested me for pregnancy, Syaoran. What if I'm pregnant?" Sakura asked, looking at Syaoran carefully, trying to figure out his reaction. Fujitaka and Touya stood together by the sink, their faces already seeming tired.
"I will do anything for you. I mean that. You're my best friend, and whatever happens, whatever road you choose to take, I will be there to walk with you. You'll never be alone." Syaoran replied, his voice strong yet quiet. Sakura smiled slightly and held her arms out, inviting Syaoran to embrace her.
"How could I have missed you, Syaoran?" Sakura whispered in his ear as he hugged her, their bodies rocking back and forth.
"It doesn't matter. You've got me now." Syaoran replied. Touya stood pouting beside Fujitaka, who looked at his son with a weary smirk.
"Don't tell me you're unhappy they're together." Fujitaka said quietly. Touya shook his head, his brown hair softly flaring from side to side.
"No. I'm not unhappy. I just wish they didn't have to come together after such a terrible experience." Touya murmured, watching his sister cling to the boy he had loathed earlier that morning. Things were going to be different now; he'd be around more. Touya practically shuddered at the thought of his sister possibly marrying the very kid he had hated all these years, and yet . . . the way he treated her, like she was porcelain, was like nothing he'd ever seen before.
Touya watched Syaoran as he tangled his fingers with Sakura's, giving her a gentle 'let's go' look before leading her out of the room. This was going to take some getting used to.
*Hope you all liked this chapter, and if you get the chance, read and review the other fics I have written, they're okay too! Thanks!*
