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//...// are thoughts. How many times do I have to say this?
~Promise~
Chapter 8~
***
When they entered the hospital, Keitaro waved them over. He was standing next to the front desk, talking to the receptionist. Sakura started to shake as they walked up to him.
//Hospitals mean death. Hospitals mean hurt. Hospitals mean pain. But hospitals also help people heal their pain and injuries. They can prevent death. But what if something goes wrong with Tomoyo? I don't want her to die. I don't want her to be hurt or in pain. This is all my fault. People are suffering because of me.//
Sakura didn't even realize it when they stopped, still thinking about Tomoyo. Syaoran laid a hand on her shoulder and smiled.
"Huh?" she asked tired. Syaoran bent down to whisper in her ear.
"Stop blaming yourself," he said quietly. "This isn't your fault. Whoever is doing this is going to pay. Don't worry Sakura. Tomoyo is going to be alright." He moved away and Sakura smiled.
"Thank you Syaoran." After a moment Keitaro coughed.
"I hate to do this to you Sakura, but I need to know what happened tonight. There's a room that we can talk in, and after that you can visit your friend."
"Okay," Sakura said and Keitaro lead her away. Eriol went up to the receptionist desk and asked where Tomoyo's room was.
"Are you a friend of hers?" the old woman asked.
"Yes, though I've only known her for a short time," Eriol said.
"Do you know what her home phone number is, or where we can contact her guardians?"
"I do," Syaoran said walking up.
"Excuse me," a doctor said. He tapped Syaoran on the arm. "Your Mr. Li aren't you?" he asked looking at the white shirt that had been torn off at the sleeve. The medics could only stop the bleeding, he needed the bullet removed still. "Well come with me, we have to hurry and get the bullet out of you," the doctor said and turned away.
"But..." the secretary said still holding out the clipboard.
"Do you have Miss Daidouji's room number yet?" Eriol asked. The receptionist sighed and handed him a slip of paper and a pass allowing him visit. "Second floor on the left," she said and Eriol thanked her and walked over to the elevators. Pushing the 'second floor' button he waited patiently. He walked down the white hallways looking for Tomoyo's room. He stopped in front of a door that said 209. Quietly he opened the door and walked in on Tomoyo's sleeping form. He sat down in a chair beside her and watched her. Tomoyo stirred and opened her eyes.
"Where's Sakura?" she asked hazily. Eriol smiled.
"You never stop thinking about her do you?"
"I can't."
"But Syaoran–"
"I know I can't have her. I'm content knowing that Syaoran has her. I'll find another. For only knowing me for a short time, you sure do know a lot more about me than my closest friends," she said with a smile.
"I'm observant I guess. Are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
"Well you should get some rest," Eriol said and got up.
"Wait," she called and Eriol sat back down. "Stay with me please."
"Of course," he said and put his hand over top of hers.
***
"Aren't you done yet?" Syaoran asked impatiently.
"No Mr. Li, so will you please calm down?" the doctor said. He pulled the bullet out of Syaoran's arm making him wince, and set it in a tray. "I just have to bandage you now."
"Ok, ok." Syaoran said and waited for the doctor to finish bandaging him. The doctor clipped the bandage on to his arm and backed away.
"All done now."
"Thanks!" Syaoran said and got up, bolting for the door.
"Hey!" the doctor called back running to the door. Syaoran slid to a halt and turned back around. "You need to take this to the front desk," he said throwing Syaoran a clipboard.
"What is it?"
"Your bill," he called back and Syaoran turned down the hall, running to the front desk. He handed the receptionist the clip board.
"I'll be back later for it," Syaoran said and ran down the hall.
//I saw them come this way, I just hope I can find her...//
Syaoran turned down a hall, turned down another hall, turned around at a dead end, and went down another hall. He saw a cop standing outside a door and ran up to it.
"Is Sakura here?" he asked out of breath. The cop looked at him.
"No entrance kid," he said.
"Is Sakura in there?" he asked again.
"I told you, no entrance. It doesn't matter if she's in there or not because your not aloud behind these doors." The cop readjusted his stance, allowing Syaoran to see behind him through the window in the room. He saw Sakura sitting in a chair and Keitaro next to her, handing her a tissue. Syaoran growled in impatience and anger.
"Let me in NOW!" Syaoran yelled.
"I'm going to have to take you out of here kid," the officer said grabbing his injured arm. Syaoran fell to his knees in pain and kicked out at the officer. The officer fell to the ground and took out his gun.
"You idiot! Don't you see the bandage?!" Syaoran yelled. He gripped his arm which started to bleed again.
"You move and I'll shoot you," a woman's voice said behind Syaoran. "Put your hands on your head." Syaoran slowly did as he was told and saw two more cops running down the hall and they pulled out their guns. "Now turn around." Syaoran did as he was told and saw a female cop holding her gun out. "Against the wall." Syaoran walked up to the wall. The door opened and Sakura stepped out, shocked followed by Keitaro who had a grin on his face. Sakura looked at the four cops with their guns pointed at Syaoran.
"What are you doing?!" she yelled and ran up to Syaoran. Keitaro nodded for them to back off and the police put their guns away. "Syaoran, what did you do?" Sakura asked.
"I didn't do anything," said and rubbed his arm.
"He attacked me," the officer who had been guarding the door said.
"You grabbed the arm that had been shot! It hurt," Syaoran said. "What was I supposed to do?"
"Enough," Keitaro said. "Come on in Li," he said and moved away from the door. "You three can go back, and maybe I should tell you that another kid may come down here. His name is..."
"Hiiragizawa Eriol," Syaoran filled in.
"Yeah. Anyway Sakura, we should finish." Keitaro walked in the room and shut the door after the two kids walked in. "Have a seat." The walls were white and bare of any decoration. Along the back wall was a red couch and in front of it was a coffee table. A chair from the round table sitting on the side of the room was pulled in front of the coffee table. Sakura sat down on the couch and Syaoran sat next to her. Keitaro sat down on the wooden chair and sighed.
"There's not that much left," Sakura said. "I pushed him, making him miss. Then he hit me, I fell down and he shot at Syaoran who had gotten back up. Syaoran tackled him to the ground and beat him. The bullet that missed Syaoran hit Tomoyo." Sakura paused, taking a breath. "That's it."
Keitaro nodded. "That's when the police and paramedics got there, right?" Sakura nodded. "Well then that's it. You can go visit Miss Daidouji now."
"Ok," Sakura said getting up with Syaoran.
"We're going to get everything we can out of the guy we got in custody. We're already sending photo's and prints of him back to the station to find out who he is. So I'll call you when we find something."
"Ok," Sakura said again and Keitaro opened the door letting them out. Sakura walked down the hall behind Syaoran who had glared at the cop standing at the door. Sakura pushed him to turn around and leave the cop alone. "Do you know where Tomoyo is?"
"I think she's on the second floor. Room..." he stuck his hand in his pocket pulling out a piece of paper. "209."
"Thank you," Sakura said and pulled Syaoran towards the elevators. "Bye Keitaro." Keitaro waved and turned to the receptionist. Sakura ran full speed, dragging Syaoran along. She turned around when on the elevator, letting go of Syaoran and pushed the second floor button. She fidgeted while waiting for the elevator to stop. The 'ding' sounded and Sakura rushed out, turning a corner and running down a hallway.
"Sakura! Stop!" Syaoran yelled. Sakura stopped and turned around.
"What?"
"Your going the wrong way," Syaoran said pointing to a sign showing which rooms were where.
"Oh," Sakura said sheepishly and ran down the opposite way. Syaoran followed her, stopping in front of room 209. She opened the door and saw Eriol holding Tomoyo's hand. Eriol smiled up at them when they entered.
"What are you doing here Sakura?" Tomoyo asked sleepily. Sakura ran up to her and hugged her.
"I'm so sorry Tomoyo!" she cried. "This is all my fault."
"No it's not," Tomoyo said forcefully. "None of this is your fault." She looked up at her tear-stained face and smiled. "I want you to go home and get some rest."
"But–"
"No buts," Tomoyo said pushing her up. "You need rest, so rest you will get. I've already called Davis, who is out front now. So go home and get some rest."
"Alright," Sakura said weakly. "I'm so happy your alright." Tomoyo smiled.
"We'll see you tomorrow, first thing in the morning," Syaoran said with a small smile. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight Tomoyo, Eriol," Sakura said.
"Goodnight Sakura," Eriol said. "Pleasant dreams. You too Syaoran."
//I wish...//
"You too," both Sakura and Syaoran said. They exited the room and went downstairs silently. Syaoran walked up to the front desk and wrote something on a piece of paper, handing it to the woman. She nodded and they left. Davis opened the door upon seeing them and let them in.
"Will you be staying the night Mr. Li?"
"Yes." Sakura looked up at him and smiled.
"You don't have to," she said.
"I want to." The went back to the Daidouji residence in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. Syaoran walked Sakura up to her room and they sat down on the bed.
"Wait," Sakura said and left to the room connecting her's and Tomoyo's. She came back with a manilla folder that was filled with papers. She threw the folder down on the bed and left again, coming back changed into pajamas. She threw a pair of sweat pants to Syaoran. "Sorry. This is the only thing I have that you can fit into if you want to change.
"Thanks," Syaoran said taking the sweat pants. "Anywhere for me to change?"
"In the bathroom," Sakura said pointing to a door. She waited for Syaoran to come back, fingering the folder. When he came back, she avoided his half naked form and spoke looking at the folder. "Keitaro gave me this to look over. It's the case files for me."
"Don't you think you should wait until your well rested before going through this?" Syaoran asked. "It's late. We should get some sleep first."
"No. I want to do this now," she said and opened the folder. "This isn't the first time someone has been hurt because of me. I don't want people to hurt because of me."
There were pictures of her brother and father when they were found, pale and bloodied. Clear case descriptions were given when the neighbors called the police. Investigations were going on everywhere. Sakura flipped through more pictures with a pale face and tears streaming down her face. Syaoran read police reports and statements, all ending up nowhere.
"This man!" Sakura gasped out. She held up the picture closer to her face and Syaoran looked over her shoulder to see who it was. "I know him. I met him when I first arrived here." It was a picture of an aging man. He had brown hair that was greying and he was balding. He was looking away from the camera, but his blue eyes were shining. He was standing in front of the police station with police. Sakura set the picture down and started moving through papers looking for something. "Yes, here it is," she mumbled picking up a paper.
"What is it?" Syaoran asked picking up the picture to look at it again.
"He works at the museum. That's Akamatsu Kenichi." There was a pause.
"You know him?"
"I delivered to him twice. He seemed kinda creepy. I haven't seen him around since then, but my father worked at the same museum as an archaeologist."
"So he probably knew you," Syaoran said. "What does the file say?"
"He was questioned, but he didn't do it."
"What?"
"They didn't get anywhere with him. Another dead end." They continued looking through the papers. It was now 2 in the morning. "I don't get it!" Sakura screamed in frustration. "There is no reason stated for why my family was killed! Nothing was stolen from the house, so it wasn't murder, noone was reported with any bad feelings towards us, it's like it was just a random killing that some sick freak did for fun!" she started to cry and Syaoran held her shaking form. "It's not fair! Why is this still happening?"
"I don't know Sakura, I really don't know," Syaoran said, trying to calm her down. "Just please don't cry."
"I can't help it! During the day, my friends are being hurt and killed. During the night, I'm having nightmares! I can't sleep out of fear of my dreams. I can't do anything without fear that someone is going to be hurt!" Syaoran just held her at a loss of words for what to say.
"You can sleep now," he said soothingly. "I won't let anything happen to you. I'll keep the nightmares away."
"But you can't fight what you can't see," Sakura said weakly, drifting off into sleep.
"No, but I can try," Syaoran said and laid down on the bed, holding her in his arms. He wiped the tears off of her cheeks and brushed the hair out of her face. He waited until she was sleeping soundly before picking up the folder and placing the contents back in it. He moved Sakura under the blankets and went over to the couch to sleep. As soon as he sat down, he heard Sakura whimper in fear and he walked back over to her side. She started to thrash around in her sleep and Syaoran laid a hand down on her cheek.
"Sakura," he whispered gently in her ear. She quieted down and he continued. "Don't worry. It's just a dream." Sakura laid still.
"Don't leave me again," she mumbled quietly in her sleep. Syaoran stood there confused.
//How did she know that I left?//
He got in bed under the covers behind her and Sakura turned over, hugging him to her. Syaoran blushed, but didn't pull away.
"Just sleep peacefully," Syaoran whispered closing his tired eyes.
***
Sakura woke slowly, snuggling closer to the source of warmth next to her. She flinched when sunlight poured through the window finding her face. She wrapped her arms around the source of smooth heat and buried her head into the smooth, warm surface it to avoid the light.
Syaoran felt something wrap around his torso, and he wrapped his arms around it too. He felt something moving on his bare chest and he adjusted, making the movement stop.
Two pairs of eyes, one green, another amber, snapped open at the same time, one pair looking up, the other down. They widened in shock and the two teens broke away from each other, both falling off of the bed in their scramble. Slowly, two heads appeared from either end of the bed staring at each other. Syaoran spoke first.
"I- I'm sorry. L- last night, you... uh... uh, you asked me t- to stay with y-you and uh..."
"It's okay," Sakura said blushing. "I didn't mean to uh... to..."
"It's okay," Syaoran said looking away to hide his blushing features. "We should get ready to go," he said to change the subject.
"Yeah," Sakura said. "But you don't have any clothes here." Someone knocked on the door and Sakura got up to open it.
"Miss Sakura, since your friend has no clothing here, some has been provided," a maid said.
"Thank you," Sakura said taking the clothing. The maid left and she shut the door turning to Syaoran. "Here you go. You can use my bathroom and I'll take Tomoyo's, okay?"
"Sure," he said and left, grabbing a towel she handed him. Sakura went to her dresser, picking out an outfit, then grabbed a towel and went into Tomoyo's bathroom. Syaoran got a towel and went into the bathroom, turning the shower on. After a hot shower, she dried off and dressed herself. Finishing her grooming, she left Tomoyo's bathroom to go to her's and get a toothbrush.
"Syaoran?" she asked knocking on the door.
"What?" he asked opening the door slightly. He was still wet and had the towel wrapped around his waist.
"I uhhh," Sakura blushed slightly and looked away. "My toothbrush. I need my toothbrush." Syaoran backed away, letting her in completely. "Thank you," Sakura said and quickly left. A few minutes later, everyone was ready to go and Sakura had given Syaoran a spare toothbrush. They walked outside to the limo to see Davis waiting there.
"To the hospital right?" he asked opening the door.
"Yes please," Sakura said stepping in followed by Syaoran.
***
A guard fell down lifeless, smearing the white walls red. A masked man wiped a stained blade on the cops' uniform, wiping off the blood. No noise was made as he crept into the once-guarded room and made his way over to the bed. Lying there was a man who was in a coma. The masked man quickly and soundlessly swiped the blade across the occupants neck. The man didn't stick around, immediately dashing for the door. Once outside the room he heard a machine inside the room start to make a noise signaling that the heart beat had stopped. The masked man rushed down the hall.
***
Sakura and Syaoran walked into the hospital, seeing police and medics running down a hallway. Out of nowhere a man in a mask came running, pushing through Sakura and Syaoran. He skidded to a stop and turned around, looking Sakura in the eye. There was no time for anyone to react as he grabbed her and dragged her outside. Syaoran yelled and chased after her.
"Someone, police! Help us!" he yelled walking out the door in time to see Sakura kicking the man. The masked man grunted and brought the hilt of his knife down on her head, knocking her unconscious. Syaoran ran at the man full speed, but an ambulance screeched to a halt in front of him, successfully letting the killer and kidnapper get away. Syaoran screamed in frustration, going around the vehicle only to see the man getting into the back of a van and drive away. He chased after them, until they whisked around the corner and Syaoran lost sight of them. He stopped running from sheer exhaustion, but quickly turned around, running back to the hospital for help.
"HELP!" he screamed running in. Police came up to him. "They took her. They took her and I couldn't help her," he gasped out trying to regain his breath.
"Who took who?" a woman asked. "What's wrong?"
"Sakura. A man in a mask running through here took her," he paused to regain his breath. "In the back of a van. They got away. They knocked her unconscious."
"Alright, just hold on! I'll go report in! What did the van look like?"
"A van. It was big and black. Double doors in the back that they opened for the man to get in."
"Did you get the licence plate?"
"No."
"Alright. I'll go call it in."
"Get Keitaro too."
"Keitaro?"
"Hurry the fuck up and do it!" he screamed at the woman, falling over. A nurse gave him some water, then left him in the room to wait. Keitaro slammed the hospital doors open and went over to Syaoran upon seeing him.
"Come on," he said grabbing him and pulled him up to a corner of the room. "What happened?"
"We were coming here to visit Tomoyo when a guy ran out. He ran past us, but turned around and took Sakura. She fought, but he knocked her unconscious, throwing her into the back of a black van," Syaoran said.
"I got a call that the one witness we had was murdered," Keitaro said. "I don't think that the killer meant to pick Sakura up, but it was a bonus for him. A right place at the right time kinda thing. So whoever was trying to get Sakura now has her."
"Dammit!" Syaoran yelled making people look over at him curiously. "This wasn't supposed to happen!"
"It never is kid," he said sympathetically.
***
Sakura woke up slowly, not moving. The last thing she could remember was getting hit on the head, and by the look Syaoran gave before she was knocked out, it would be a miracle if she was with him now. She didn't move, but could feel the intense ache at the back of her skull.
Slowly she opened her eyes and looked around. She was in a dark room, lying on a bed.
//God save me. I'm lying on a bed.//
The only thing she could think of was what her last captor had said.
"Don't worry Strawberry, I've got all night to do this. And tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after that," he said laughing. "Plus my buddies will want a piece of you to, and there are at least fifty men where we're going who will want in you. You better get used to this, because your going to be used like this all day every day until we decide to kill you."
She started to cry thinking that what he said might be true. She tried to move, but was tied up. The door opened, and a man walked in making Sakura freeze in fear. The man reached behind her and undid her ropes pulling at her, but Sakura kicked at him and screamed. The man was taken by surprise, thinking that she was unconscious. Nevertheless he was stronger and overpowered her without a word, picking her up.
"Let go of me!" Sakura cried. He didn't say anything, carrying her to another room and throwing her down on a different bed. Sakura started to scream hysterically, thrashing, trying to hurt the man. He finally handcuffed her hands behind her and tied a rope around her neck to the bed.
"Sorry cutie," he said smoothly catching her face in his hands, effectively gagging her. "The boss wants something from you, and I'll be damned it's not given." With that he left the room, chuckling to himself.
Sakura started crying, screaming for help, but didn't get much sound out around the gag. She tore viciously at the rope around her neck that was sure to leave marks, but nothing budged. Her wrists started hurting from moving around the cuffs so much. Finally the man came back with a clothe and held it up to her face. Sakura breathed it in, falling into unconsciousness.
To Be Continued...
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//...// are thoughts. How many times do I have to say this?
~Promise~
Chapter 8~
***
When they entered the hospital, Keitaro waved them over. He was standing next to the front desk, talking to the receptionist. Sakura started to shake as they walked up to him.
//Hospitals mean death. Hospitals mean hurt. Hospitals mean pain. But hospitals also help people heal their pain and injuries. They can prevent death. But what if something goes wrong with Tomoyo? I don't want her to die. I don't want her to be hurt or in pain. This is all my fault. People are suffering because of me.//
Sakura didn't even realize it when they stopped, still thinking about Tomoyo. Syaoran laid a hand on her shoulder and smiled.
"Huh?" she asked tired. Syaoran bent down to whisper in her ear.
"Stop blaming yourself," he said quietly. "This isn't your fault. Whoever is doing this is going to pay. Don't worry Sakura. Tomoyo is going to be alright." He moved away and Sakura smiled.
"Thank you Syaoran." After a moment Keitaro coughed.
"I hate to do this to you Sakura, but I need to know what happened tonight. There's a room that we can talk in, and after that you can visit your friend."
"Okay," Sakura said and Keitaro lead her away. Eriol went up to the receptionist desk and asked where Tomoyo's room was.
"Are you a friend of hers?" the old woman asked.
"Yes, though I've only known her for a short time," Eriol said.
"Do you know what her home phone number is, or where we can contact her guardians?"
"I do," Syaoran said walking up.
"Excuse me," a doctor said. He tapped Syaoran on the arm. "Your Mr. Li aren't you?" he asked looking at the white shirt that had been torn off at the sleeve. The medics could only stop the bleeding, he needed the bullet removed still. "Well come with me, we have to hurry and get the bullet out of you," the doctor said and turned away.
"But..." the secretary said still holding out the clipboard.
"Do you have Miss Daidouji's room number yet?" Eriol asked. The receptionist sighed and handed him a slip of paper and a pass allowing him visit. "Second floor on the left," she said and Eriol thanked her and walked over to the elevators. Pushing the 'second floor' button he waited patiently. He walked down the white hallways looking for Tomoyo's room. He stopped in front of a door that said 209. Quietly he opened the door and walked in on Tomoyo's sleeping form. He sat down in a chair beside her and watched her. Tomoyo stirred and opened her eyes.
"Where's Sakura?" she asked hazily. Eriol smiled.
"You never stop thinking about her do you?"
"I can't."
"But Syaoran–"
"I know I can't have her. I'm content knowing that Syaoran has her. I'll find another. For only knowing me for a short time, you sure do know a lot more about me than my closest friends," she said with a smile.
"I'm observant I guess. Are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
"Well you should get some rest," Eriol said and got up.
"Wait," she called and Eriol sat back down. "Stay with me please."
"Of course," he said and put his hand over top of hers.
***
"Aren't you done yet?" Syaoran asked impatiently.
"No Mr. Li, so will you please calm down?" the doctor said. He pulled the bullet out of Syaoran's arm making him wince, and set it in a tray. "I just have to bandage you now."
"Ok, ok." Syaoran said and waited for the doctor to finish bandaging him. The doctor clipped the bandage on to his arm and backed away.
"All done now."
"Thanks!" Syaoran said and got up, bolting for the door.
"Hey!" the doctor called back running to the door. Syaoran slid to a halt and turned back around. "You need to take this to the front desk," he said throwing Syaoran a clipboard.
"What is it?"
"Your bill," he called back and Syaoran turned down the hall, running to the front desk. He handed the receptionist the clip board.
"I'll be back later for it," Syaoran said and ran down the hall.
//I saw them come this way, I just hope I can find her...//
Syaoran turned down a hall, turned down another hall, turned around at a dead end, and went down another hall. He saw a cop standing outside a door and ran up to it.
"Is Sakura here?" he asked out of breath. The cop looked at him.
"No entrance kid," he said.
"Is Sakura in there?" he asked again.
"I told you, no entrance. It doesn't matter if she's in there or not because your not aloud behind these doors." The cop readjusted his stance, allowing Syaoran to see behind him through the window in the room. He saw Sakura sitting in a chair and Keitaro next to her, handing her a tissue. Syaoran growled in impatience and anger.
"Let me in NOW!" Syaoran yelled.
"I'm going to have to take you out of here kid," the officer said grabbing his injured arm. Syaoran fell to his knees in pain and kicked out at the officer. The officer fell to the ground and took out his gun.
"You idiot! Don't you see the bandage?!" Syaoran yelled. He gripped his arm which started to bleed again.
"You move and I'll shoot you," a woman's voice said behind Syaoran. "Put your hands on your head." Syaoran slowly did as he was told and saw two more cops running down the hall and they pulled out their guns. "Now turn around." Syaoran did as he was told and saw a female cop holding her gun out. "Against the wall." Syaoran walked up to the wall. The door opened and Sakura stepped out, shocked followed by Keitaro who had a grin on his face. Sakura looked at the four cops with their guns pointed at Syaoran.
"What are you doing?!" she yelled and ran up to Syaoran. Keitaro nodded for them to back off and the police put their guns away. "Syaoran, what did you do?" Sakura asked.
"I didn't do anything," said and rubbed his arm.
"He attacked me," the officer who had been guarding the door said.
"You grabbed the arm that had been shot! It hurt," Syaoran said. "What was I supposed to do?"
"Enough," Keitaro said. "Come on in Li," he said and moved away from the door. "You three can go back, and maybe I should tell you that another kid may come down here. His name is..."
"Hiiragizawa Eriol," Syaoran filled in.
"Yeah. Anyway Sakura, we should finish." Keitaro walked in the room and shut the door after the two kids walked in. "Have a seat." The walls were white and bare of any decoration. Along the back wall was a red couch and in front of it was a coffee table. A chair from the round table sitting on the side of the room was pulled in front of the coffee table. Sakura sat down on the couch and Syaoran sat next to her. Keitaro sat down on the wooden chair and sighed.
"There's not that much left," Sakura said. "I pushed him, making him miss. Then he hit me, I fell down and he shot at Syaoran who had gotten back up. Syaoran tackled him to the ground and beat him. The bullet that missed Syaoran hit Tomoyo." Sakura paused, taking a breath. "That's it."
Keitaro nodded. "That's when the police and paramedics got there, right?" Sakura nodded. "Well then that's it. You can go visit Miss Daidouji now."
"Ok," Sakura said getting up with Syaoran.
"We're going to get everything we can out of the guy we got in custody. We're already sending photo's and prints of him back to the station to find out who he is. So I'll call you when we find something."
"Ok," Sakura said again and Keitaro opened the door letting them out. Sakura walked down the hall behind Syaoran who had glared at the cop standing at the door. Sakura pushed him to turn around and leave the cop alone. "Do you know where Tomoyo is?"
"I think she's on the second floor. Room..." he stuck his hand in his pocket pulling out a piece of paper. "209."
"Thank you," Sakura said and pulled Syaoran towards the elevators. "Bye Keitaro." Keitaro waved and turned to the receptionist. Sakura ran full speed, dragging Syaoran along. She turned around when on the elevator, letting go of Syaoran and pushed the second floor button. She fidgeted while waiting for the elevator to stop. The 'ding' sounded and Sakura rushed out, turning a corner and running down a hallway.
"Sakura! Stop!" Syaoran yelled. Sakura stopped and turned around.
"What?"
"Your going the wrong way," Syaoran said pointing to a sign showing which rooms were where.
"Oh," Sakura said sheepishly and ran down the opposite way. Syaoran followed her, stopping in front of room 209. She opened the door and saw Eriol holding Tomoyo's hand. Eriol smiled up at them when they entered.
"What are you doing here Sakura?" Tomoyo asked sleepily. Sakura ran up to her and hugged her.
"I'm so sorry Tomoyo!" she cried. "This is all my fault."
"No it's not," Tomoyo said forcefully. "None of this is your fault." She looked up at her tear-stained face and smiled. "I want you to go home and get some rest."
"But–"
"No buts," Tomoyo said pushing her up. "You need rest, so rest you will get. I've already called Davis, who is out front now. So go home and get some rest."
"Alright," Sakura said weakly. "I'm so happy your alright." Tomoyo smiled.
"We'll see you tomorrow, first thing in the morning," Syaoran said with a small smile. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight Tomoyo, Eriol," Sakura said.
"Goodnight Sakura," Eriol said. "Pleasant dreams. You too Syaoran."
//I wish...//
"You too," both Sakura and Syaoran said. They exited the room and went downstairs silently. Syaoran walked up to the front desk and wrote something on a piece of paper, handing it to the woman. She nodded and they left. Davis opened the door upon seeing them and let them in.
"Will you be staying the night Mr. Li?"
"Yes." Sakura looked up at him and smiled.
"You don't have to," she said.
"I want to." The went back to the Daidouji residence in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. Syaoran walked Sakura up to her room and they sat down on the bed.
"Wait," Sakura said and left to the room connecting her's and Tomoyo's. She came back with a manilla folder that was filled with papers. She threw the folder down on the bed and left again, coming back changed into pajamas. She threw a pair of sweat pants to Syaoran. "Sorry. This is the only thing I have that you can fit into if you want to change.
"Thanks," Syaoran said taking the sweat pants. "Anywhere for me to change?"
"In the bathroom," Sakura said pointing to a door. She waited for Syaoran to come back, fingering the folder. When he came back, she avoided his half naked form and spoke looking at the folder. "Keitaro gave me this to look over. It's the case files for me."
"Don't you think you should wait until your well rested before going through this?" Syaoran asked. "It's late. We should get some sleep first."
"No. I want to do this now," she said and opened the folder. "This isn't the first time someone has been hurt because of me. I don't want people to hurt because of me."
There were pictures of her brother and father when they were found, pale and bloodied. Clear case descriptions were given when the neighbors called the police. Investigations were going on everywhere. Sakura flipped through more pictures with a pale face and tears streaming down her face. Syaoran read police reports and statements, all ending up nowhere.
"This man!" Sakura gasped out. She held up the picture closer to her face and Syaoran looked over her shoulder to see who it was. "I know him. I met him when I first arrived here." It was a picture of an aging man. He had brown hair that was greying and he was balding. He was looking away from the camera, but his blue eyes were shining. He was standing in front of the police station with police. Sakura set the picture down and started moving through papers looking for something. "Yes, here it is," she mumbled picking up a paper.
"What is it?" Syaoran asked picking up the picture to look at it again.
"He works at the museum. That's Akamatsu Kenichi." There was a pause.
"You know him?"
"I delivered to him twice. He seemed kinda creepy. I haven't seen him around since then, but my father worked at the same museum as an archaeologist."
"So he probably knew you," Syaoran said. "What does the file say?"
"He was questioned, but he didn't do it."
"What?"
"They didn't get anywhere with him. Another dead end." They continued looking through the papers. It was now 2 in the morning. "I don't get it!" Sakura screamed in frustration. "There is no reason stated for why my family was killed! Nothing was stolen from the house, so it wasn't murder, noone was reported with any bad feelings towards us, it's like it was just a random killing that some sick freak did for fun!" she started to cry and Syaoran held her shaking form. "It's not fair! Why is this still happening?"
"I don't know Sakura, I really don't know," Syaoran said, trying to calm her down. "Just please don't cry."
"I can't help it! During the day, my friends are being hurt and killed. During the night, I'm having nightmares! I can't sleep out of fear of my dreams. I can't do anything without fear that someone is going to be hurt!" Syaoran just held her at a loss of words for what to say.
"You can sleep now," he said soothingly. "I won't let anything happen to you. I'll keep the nightmares away."
"But you can't fight what you can't see," Sakura said weakly, drifting off into sleep.
"No, but I can try," Syaoran said and laid down on the bed, holding her in his arms. He wiped the tears off of her cheeks and brushed the hair out of her face. He waited until she was sleeping soundly before picking up the folder and placing the contents back in it. He moved Sakura under the blankets and went over to the couch to sleep. As soon as he sat down, he heard Sakura whimper in fear and he walked back over to her side. She started to thrash around in her sleep and Syaoran laid a hand down on her cheek.
"Sakura," he whispered gently in her ear. She quieted down and he continued. "Don't worry. It's just a dream." Sakura laid still.
"Don't leave me again," she mumbled quietly in her sleep. Syaoran stood there confused.
//How did she know that I left?//
He got in bed under the covers behind her and Sakura turned over, hugging him to her. Syaoran blushed, but didn't pull away.
"Just sleep peacefully," Syaoran whispered closing his tired eyes.
***
Sakura woke slowly, snuggling closer to the source of warmth next to her. She flinched when sunlight poured through the window finding her face. She wrapped her arms around the source of smooth heat and buried her head into the smooth, warm surface it to avoid the light.
Syaoran felt something wrap around his torso, and he wrapped his arms around it too. He felt something moving on his bare chest and he adjusted, making the movement stop.
Two pairs of eyes, one green, another amber, snapped open at the same time, one pair looking up, the other down. They widened in shock and the two teens broke away from each other, both falling off of the bed in their scramble. Slowly, two heads appeared from either end of the bed staring at each other. Syaoran spoke first.
"I- I'm sorry. L- last night, you... uh... uh, you asked me t- to stay with y-you and uh..."
"It's okay," Sakura said blushing. "I didn't mean to uh... to..."
"It's okay," Syaoran said looking away to hide his blushing features. "We should get ready to go," he said to change the subject.
"Yeah," Sakura said. "But you don't have any clothes here." Someone knocked on the door and Sakura got up to open it.
"Miss Sakura, since your friend has no clothing here, some has been provided," a maid said.
"Thank you," Sakura said taking the clothing. The maid left and she shut the door turning to Syaoran. "Here you go. You can use my bathroom and I'll take Tomoyo's, okay?"
"Sure," he said and left, grabbing a towel she handed him. Sakura went to her dresser, picking out an outfit, then grabbed a towel and went into Tomoyo's bathroom. Syaoran got a towel and went into the bathroom, turning the shower on. After a hot shower, she dried off and dressed herself. Finishing her grooming, she left Tomoyo's bathroom to go to her's and get a toothbrush.
"Syaoran?" she asked knocking on the door.
"What?" he asked opening the door slightly. He was still wet and had the towel wrapped around his waist.
"I uhhh," Sakura blushed slightly and looked away. "My toothbrush. I need my toothbrush." Syaoran backed away, letting her in completely. "Thank you," Sakura said and quickly left. A few minutes later, everyone was ready to go and Sakura had given Syaoran a spare toothbrush. They walked outside to the limo to see Davis waiting there.
"To the hospital right?" he asked opening the door.
"Yes please," Sakura said stepping in followed by Syaoran.
***
A guard fell down lifeless, smearing the white walls red. A masked man wiped a stained blade on the cops' uniform, wiping off the blood. No noise was made as he crept into the once-guarded room and made his way over to the bed. Lying there was a man who was in a coma. The masked man quickly and soundlessly swiped the blade across the occupants neck. The man didn't stick around, immediately dashing for the door. Once outside the room he heard a machine inside the room start to make a noise signaling that the heart beat had stopped. The masked man rushed down the hall.
***
Sakura and Syaoran walked into the hospital, seeing police and medics running down a hallway. Out of nowhere a man in a mask came running, pushing through Sakura and Syaoran. He skidded to a stop and turned around, looking Sakura in the eye. There was no time for anyone to react as he grabbed her and dragged her outside. Syaoran yelled and chased after her.
"Someone, police! Help us!" he yelled walking out the door in time to see Sakura kicking the man. The masked man grunted and brought the hilt of his knife down on her head, knocking her unconscious. Syaoran ran at the man full speed, but an ambulance screeched to a halt in front of him, successfully letting the killer and kidnapper get away. Syaoran screamed in frustration, going around the vehicle only to see the man getting into the back of a van and drive away. He chased after them, until they whisked around the corner and Syaoran lost sight of them. He stopped running from sheer exhaustion, but quickly turned around, running back to the hospital for help.
"HELP!" he screamed running in. Police came up to him. "They took her. They took her and I couldn't help her," he gasped out trying to regain his breath.
"Who took who?" a woman asked. "What's wrong?"
"Sakura. A man in a mask running through here took her," he paused to regain his breath. "In the back of a van. They got away. They knocked her unconscious."
"Alright, just hold on! I'll go report in! What did the van look like?"
"A van. It was big and black. Double doors in the back that they opened for the man to get in."
"Did you get the licence plate?"
"No."
"Alright. I'll go call it in."
"Get Keitaro too."
"Keitaro?"
"Hurry the fuck up and do it!" he screamed at the woman, falling over. A nurse gave him some water, then left him in the room to wait. Keitaro slammed the hospital doors open and went over to Syaoran upon seeing him.
"Come on," he said grabbing him and pulled him up to a corner of the room. "What happened?"
"We were coming here to visit Tomoyo when a guy ran out. He ran past us, but turned around and took Sakura. She fought, but he knocked her unconscious, throwing her into the back of a black van," Syaoran said.
"I got a call that the one witness we had was murdered," Keitaro said. "I don't think that the killer meant to pick Sakura up, but it was a bonus for him. A right place at the right time kinda thing. So whoever was trying to get Sakura now has her."
"Dammit!" Syaoran yelled making people look over at him curiously. "This wasn't supposed to happen!"
"It never is kid," he said sympathetically.
***
Sakura woke up slowly, not moving. The last thing she could remember was getting hit on the head, and by the look Syaoran gave before she was knocked out, it would be a miracle if she was with him now. She didn't move, but could feel the intense ache at the back of her skull.
Slowly she opened her eyes and looked around. She was in a dark room, lying on a bed.
//God save me. I'm lying on a bed.//
The only thing she could think of was what her last captor had said.
"Don't worry Strawberry, I've got all night to do this. And tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after that," he said laughing. "Plus my buddies will want a piece of you to, and there are at least fifty men where we're going who will want in you. You better get used to this, because your going to be used like this all day every day until we decide to kill you."
She started to cry thinking that what he said might be true. She tried to move, but was tied up. The door opened, and a man walked in making Sakura freeze in fear. The man reached behind her and undid her ropes pulling at her, but Sakura kicked at him and screamed. The man was taken by surprise, thinking that she was unconscious. Nevertheless he was stronger and overpowered her without a word, picking her up.
"Let go of me!" Sakura cried. He didn't say anything, carrying her to another room and throwing her down on a different bed. Sakura started to scream hysterically, thrashing, trying to hurt the man. He finally handcuffed her hands behind her and tied a rope around her neck to the bed.
"Sorry cutie," he said smoothly catching her face in his hands, effectively gagging her. "The boss wants something from you, and I'll be damned it's not given." With that he left the room, chuckling to himself.
Sakura started crying, screaming for help, but didn't get much sound out around the gag. She tore viciously at the rope around her neck that was sure to leave marks, but nothing budged. Her wrists started hurting from moving around the cuffs so much. Finally the man came back with a clothe and held it up to her face. Sakura breathed it in, falling into unconsciousness.
To Be Continued...
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So what did you think? Sakura has been captured! Dun dun dunnnn. Anyway, sorry it took so long for the update. I've been having a LOT of computer trouble. Also I'm sorry it's such a short chapter. (In my opinion anyway...) Sorry once again. I thought that a short chapter would be better than a long one. I'll update ASAP as you know. So tell me what you thought in a REVIEW! REVIEW, REVIEW! Yes, repetitive, I know.
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