Title: Inevitable
Chapter Title: Believe Me
Author: Peonyqt1004
A/N: Sorry for the LOONGG delay. I have a dance concert tomorrow and I had one today and came home around 9- all this week I had to stay at school for like... 5 hours to practice... So very sorry! I hope you enjoy this chapter and everyone... *Cries* I'm so glad you like this story! I hope you enjoy this chapter and please remember to review because it does have an impact on whether or not I continue a story! Thanks!!
~Peonyqt1004
DISCLAIMER: I do not own CCS...
It was some time before she came to. Green eyes blinked, unfocused, as they looked about warily, afraid... Everything was so familiar... a sense of daijabou engulfed her. She moved her right arm and yanked quickly, but nothing happened, her arm would not budge. Fear swelled in her like a wave and she let out a loud scream.
"Even if you scream, no one will hear you... Yoko." A cold chilly voice said softly. Sakura looked around frantically, a deep sense of dread creeping up on her.
"W-who are you?"
"Me?" The man asked. In the shadows, he shifted a bit but did not come near her. "I am your opposing family... the Li Mafia. Have you not heard about us?" Sakura shook her head no, words not being able to force themselves out of her quivering lips.
"Are you a deceitful Yoko spy? Wandering around the streets and taking my cousin and keeping her there till Parcivial got a shot at her?" He asked bitterly.
"I'm Sakura Kinomoto... I... I don't even know much about whoever this Yoko or Parcivi person is... please let me go..." She pleaded, already knowing full well what would happen. The same cold metal object would come up to her temple and press it's cold frightening presence there. There was a sudden quick movement... "If you are not a Yoko bitch than how did you know? How did you know that Meiling was going to die? A witness told me you were telling her exactly how she would die... how did you know if you are not one of them?"
A man in a white trench coat with long slightly baggy dress pants always stood there in front of her, in the same small room...
"How did you know?" He repeated against and again, his voice harsh and angry... "Tell me or I'll slice open your throat!"
The tall man leaned down towards her, most of his face obscured by the dark shadows and the poor lighting. Something clicked and
a cold metal object was placed next to her face.
"I'll blow your brain to the heavens... are you a spy?" All Sakura felt was fear and a deep panging sense of acceptance...
"Tell me!" He bellowed, hitting the space of wall next to her head with the palm of her hand. Sakura gasped as she heard a deep breath being taken by the man with the gun.
"Tell me now... or I'll really blow your brains out." He said brokenly. "Tell me why... tell me how..." He whispered over and over again.
Sakura looked up. Her deep sense of empathy, which developed long time ago, felt the deep emotion of sadness and hatred from within him.
'He's in pain...' She thought softly, her eyes softening from the fear, which were stark, evident in them before.
[Li...]
He couldn't control himself. Meiling was his favorite little cousin... he had always taken good care of her and loved her like a younger sister... and she was suddenly gone. And this girl had something to do with it... But why... Why couldn't he press the trigger?
When Eriol had brought her in, he was surprised by the girl's innocent appearance and sweet face. He could not see the face of a Yoko or a murderer anywhere on her face. He half believed that she might not be a Yoko... But how could he explain the fact that Meiling kept repeating the fact that this girl knew something? There was something and he had to know...
"How did you know?" He asked again, battling the turmoil within him. "Tell me now."
He was surprised by her suddenly calm and gentle voice.
"You would not believe me if you knew..."
"What is it?" He asked, his temper rising. "I will believe... if you just tell me... "
Her eyes met his... and even in the dim light he could see the luminous eyes shining in the darkness... a dark green color of emeralds and jade.
"... I can see things before they happen... I know the before and after... It is not by choice I know." She said with a stiff voice, as if controlling some emotion.
Syaoran blinked and almost started to laugh as he realized what she was saying.
"That's a load of crock! Are you telling me you are a psychic?" He wanted to laugh, but those obscured green eyes looked up at him with peaceful acceptance and tranquility.
"Did I not tell you that you would not believe me?" She asked wistfully. "What I tell you is true... I saw you cousin die before she died... I tried to stop it, but it did not work for she did not believe me." Her head bowed, suddenly limp.
"I could not prevent it... I'm sorry." She whispered tearfully.
Suddenly Syaoran believed her... There was something about her that seemed mysterious and strange... and her words were definitely sincere... she sounded as if she would cry... but how could he believe her? How?
"I don't believe you. If you are trying to fool me then--."
"I am not a Yoko. Leave me out of your stupid Mafia skirmishes." Sakura suddenly spat. Syaoran blinked rapidly, staring at her. 'What's with her sudden mood change?' He thought to himself with thinned lips.
"Well- since you are going around my question, I will wait to see if your lie is true." He said arrogantly. The girl shook her head.
"You don't believe me. But I am sorry." She replied, "But please... let me go. It is not yet my time. My time will be somewhere else... someplace else... at some other time." Syaoran shook his head.
"You won't let this matter drop will ya? Well little lady, I'm going to keep you here as evidence. Maybe you are Yoko's little bitch... I need to find out myself." He leaned forward and loosened her bonds. "I'll replace the faulty light bulb, but from now on, this small room is something to call your own." With that, he walked out, leaving Sakura in the chair, staring at the dark shadowy wall.
[With Syaoran...]
"What?" Eriol yelped, his eyes wide. "She says she can see the future?" The blue haired man started to laugh loudly. "What a load of crock!" "I'm telling you the same thing." Syaoran said scornfully. "All psychics are fake, they just do it for the money."
"Does she do palm reading too?" Eriol asked mockingly.
"Probably... she may also do tarot cards." Syaoran replied with a grin. They stared at each other and started to laugh loudly, but the laughter subsided quickly as they both remebered their cousin¡¯s death.
"Well- what are you going to do with her?" Eriol asked softly. "She looks innocent enough." Syaoran shook his head. "She can be deceiving us. We should keep her till we are absolutely sure. By the way, get someone to replace the light bulb in that room, it's really dark in there."
[Sakura...]
'Why me?'
Sitting in the cramped room, she noticed that she was still wearing her PJ pants and her long t-shirt. She groaned as she tried to get the circulation running in her numbing arm. She looked up when she heard the door creaking.
A young woman with curly short hair and gentle brown eyes stepped in holding a light bulb in her hand. Sakura watched as the woman ignored her and carefully undid the light bulb and switched it. Bright light flooded the small room.
"That should be better." The kind-hearted woman said to her softly. Sakura blinked as her eyes got used to the light and a strange feeling came over her.
"Rika? Your name is Rika isn't it?"
The woman stopped and stared at Sakura with large eyes. "H-h-how did you know...?"
Sakura simply smiled her mysterious smile.
"Rika... you seem troubled. Your husband will be all right. I've seen it. He did not get injured during the automobile accident."
Rika stared at her as if she was crazy. "What are you talking about? My husband certainly did NOT get in an accident!" With that, Rika left, slamming the door behind her. Sakura sighed. No one believed her... Then she took in her surroundings. She was in a small room with a cheap picture frame hanging lopsidedly on a far wall. A small cot was by the barred and heavily curtained one window. The walls were bare and a small wardrobe sat heavily besides the small cot. Only the bright one light bulb lit the room.
'How am I to survive here?' She asked herself softly. She knew her sight would bring her trouble, and this was more than she asked for.
[Tomoyo...]
"SAKURA!" Tomoyo screamed as she frantically searched her friend¡¯s trashed apartment for her friend.
'Please don't let it be that Sakura tried suicide again...' Tomoyo thought tearfully as she scourged the room... and she found nothing but a pair of sharp blades lying on the bathroom floor and the wet water, which pooled on the floor.
'What happened Sakura?' Tomoyo asked no one in particular as she fell on her knees and started to cry. 'Why Sakura why?'
Tomoyo was scared for her friend, especially since the event, which happened last time... approximately 3 years ago...
[Flashback]
"ONIICHAN!"
Sakura ran out towards the white car, which disappeared beyond the horizon. "ONIICHAN!" She screamed yet again, desperately. Tomoyo had been there, scared and bloodless as she stared at her friend.
"What is it Sakura?"
But Sakura was already running towards the leaving car with tears running down her face... her long brown hair, which curled and shone like fine amber swirling behind her...
"NOOO!"
"What is it?!" Tomoyo screamed, running after her friend as her friend suddenly fell on her knees, scraping her knees.
"He... he is going... to die..." Sakura whispered, tear falling down her large green eyes. Tomoyo's eyes widened. "I-it can't be..." But the look Sakura gave her made her stop talking. Sakura's eyes looked empty, hurt, and tired.
"I tried... Tomoyo... I tried to tell him I felt something would happen if he left today... but he didn't listen... I just... saw him die... in the most horrible way..." Sakura buried her face in her hands, sobs wracking her body. Tomoyo was speechless as she wrapped a comforting arm around her shoulder.
"Sakura..."
"He's going to die from a car crash... he... he's going to have his head severed... blood everywhere..." Sakura said softly, her lips trembling.
-Later-
"SAKURA!"
Tomoyo opened the door and found her beautiful friend lying on the floor, her hair chopped off unevenly about her face... blood pooling around the floor. Sobbing, Tomoyo ran to her friend and shook her pale frail body.
"Sakura... Sakura wake up!"
Eyes blinked blurrily and Sakura smiled weakly. "It... it hurts." Sakura said softly, weakly.
"Don't worry Sakura! I'll get help..."
"No." Sakura whispered. "I did it to myself... I don't want to live... my brother..."
Tomoyo's vision was blurred with tears as she saw Sakura's slit wrists. "No. Sakura you are going to live and be strong." Tomoyo said firmly, her voice trembling as she took out the phone. "This is not what you are suppose to do. It's not your fault your brother died... You can't help but to see... I'm sorry Sakura."
Sakura shook her head weakly and a tear slipped from her wet eyes.
"Tomoyo... I don't want to live... and see..."
But Tomoyo shook her head. "You are going to live Sakura. Live for you brother and yourself."
[End Flashback]
Tomoyo flinched at the memory. Sakura had barely lived and Fujitaka was in much pain. Not only did his daughter try to kill herself, but his son had died as well...
'Poor Sakura... Poor sweet Sakura...' Tomoyo wept. 'Did she see something? I hope... I hope she's ok...'
[Syaoran..]
"WHAT?!"
Rika screeched and dropped her plates as her previous fears came true.
"Yes, your husband has been involved in an auto accident."
Rika's fear came true at that one instant. 'Oh god no...' She thought to herself. She knew Terada would be on a rather dangerous business trip across the rather icy streets in Vermont but...
'Please be ok...'
'Rika... you seem troubled. Your husband will be all right. I've seen it. He did not get injured during the automobile accident.'
'Wait... Didn't that girl say that--.'
The man across from her smiled. "But your husband has not been injured, he's still recovering from the shock. He should be up and around in a few days."
Rika smiled gratefully and clasped her hands together, but that strange feeling of astonishment rose up in her.
'That girl was right... can she possibly... be a psychic?'
"Well Miss, the insurance company isn't really happy about this. But, I'm glad your husband is alright." The man got up and winked at her. "Good Bye Mrs. Li, and good day."
"Rika?"
A tall brown haired man stared at her quizzically. "What's wrong?"
"Something... something strange happened Syaoran."
The brown haired man ruffled his soft chestnut hair and stifled a yawn. "What is it?" Syaoran's Uncles wife stared at him with large eyes.
"That girl. She told me that this accident would happen before it happened."
Syaoran froze and looked at Rika intently. "Are you sure?"
"Positive." Rika replied with a perturbed look. "But how did she..." Syaoran sighed and waved a slightly annoyed hand. "Let us talk about this later." He said distractedly. "I... I need to go." With that he turned and left a confused Rika, who stood there, pondering and thinking with awe over the strange coincidence...
[With Syaoran...]
'Can it be possible she can see the future?' Syaoran asked himself. But the strange nagging feeling that it was just a stupid fake superstition weighed down his response.
'It's a load of crap.' He thought with a haughty sniff, but something still tugged at him from the back of his mind... it was like an itch he could not scratch... He had to talk to the girl. If what she said was true, she might be of some use.
[Sakura...]
Sakura felt the tingling creep up her left leg and play about the rest of her limbs. Sakura let out a small sigh as her limbs fell asleep.
'If only they would UNTIE me...'
She let out a squeak when she heard the door slam open. There stood Syaoran Li, with his impeccably neat suit and piercing brown eyes. Now that the light was not as dim, she took in his features more easily. His handsome face was framed with dark brown locks of healthy hair, which grew long around his eyes. His hair was slightly tousled, and his dark eyes framed with long eyelashes were flecked with light gold. He was tall and lean, muscular, fit, and had a rather casual but tense air around him.
"..." He stared at her for a long while, looking at her in the brightened room.
"How do you like your new home?" He asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm and dark humor. "It is nice." Sakura said softly, matching the sarcasm in his voice, but her voice lowered slightly as she looked at him beseechingly. "But it would be nice if I could feel my arms and legs again... and If I could walk and lie down." Syaoran gave her a stern look. He reached into his jacket and took out a pocketknife, which glinted dangerously in the light.
"Stay still." He grunted as he came nearer. Sakura tensed and relaxed as she felt the cold blade go past her numbed hands and cut away the bindings. She flexed her wrist and shuddered as she finally felt the circulation return.
Syaoran felt a pang of pity and regretted treating her so bad, but he still didn't know.
"Are you a Yoko or not?" He asked flatly, getting to the point as he blocked the only exit with his tall lean body. Sakura wouldn¡¯t have been able to escape anyways; she stood and almost collapsed because her legs were still asleep. Staggering, she caught her balance near a wall.
"I told you, I am not a Yoko."
An intense glare was aimed towards her.
"How am I to trust you?" He asked silkily. "I might just kill you now."
Sakura sighed. 'At least these cursed sights won't haunt me...' "Go ahead, but you are killing an innocent human." She said with a slightly cocky air. He raised an eyebrow and flipped the pocketknife about in his hand skillfully.
"You are a liar." He said calmly, stating it as if it was a fact. Sakura felt a cold pang overtake her. Too many times people in the past did not believe her and called her a liar... and they had ended up digging their own grave.
"If I am a liar." She said coldly. "Then why do I look at you in the eye without a trace of guilt in my eyes?" Brown met green, and Syaoran saw that her eyes were indeed clear and not a trace of the shadowy depths of violence manifested it.
"Tell me... are you the one who told Rika what would happen to her husband?"
"Yes." Sakura said boldly. She was sensing something was going on within his mind, but she could not understand it right now.
"You are a psychic... right? Then tell me where Yoko will strike next."
Sakura whirled on him. "Listen sir! The sight is not a dog I can whistle at to do my bidding!"
"Then you are NOT a psychic!" He said with a smug smirk. Sakura felt her blood boil. She rarely got angry, but when she did, her sharp tongue inflicted more then enough damage.
"Are you a daft Mr. Li?" She asked him coldly, her anger burning hotly within her veins. "The sight is not mine, it is a gift that chooses what I will and will not see. I do not ask anything of it, I cannot. It is beyond my control. Sometimes I do not wish to see what it bids me to see but I see it, sometimes it doesn't show me anything of importance to me at all! The sight can show small little things, like a bird hopping along the top of a house, or something large and grandoise, like a murder... but I cannot control it. "
Syaoran gave her a lazy laid back cold look.
"Well- you cannot make me believe you. Until you tell me some truth with hardcore evidence... then I will set you free."
He turned to leave.
"Sometimes... I don't want to see. I try to help, but most of the events are inevitable."
The shushed sad voice continued.
"No one ever believes me. Why? I tell the truth, but they refuse to listen... and they die... Like your cousin."
Syaoran whirled around, stomping his feet on the wooden floor.
"So you are saying... You saw her death?!" He spluttered, his face livid. "Why didn't you help her god dammit!"
"I TRIED!" Sakura screamed. Memories of so many deaths and her warnings whispered through her head and Sakura felt as if she was burning. Emotions she kept barricaded burst loose and she let out a shrill scream and sobbed, curling herself into a ball.
"I tried... I tried but no one understands... They die and blame me... I tried but... fate is fate and..."
Sakura curled up tighter, wishing she could disappear. Her sobs subsided as quickly as they had come.
"Inevitable. That's what fate is. I cannot do anything."
Sakura was still curled up in a protective ball, as her eyes seemed to become distant. In her eyes, she saw her older brother ruffling her hair, hugging her... teasing her... and the day he had died.
She had already seen it.
It was the most horrible thing... ever... when she saw her brother¡¯s body dead and lifeless... all the energy gone from his body. But at least the body was cleaned from all the gore. When she had seen him in her sight... he was a bloody mess, blood staining his ebony hair... blood saturating the red T-shirt he always wore...
'Oniichan...' She whimpered to herself.
[Syaoran...]
She had snapped.
Then she was quiet. Syaoran could not understand her. Worried, he shut the door behind him and came closer.
"Hey girl." He whispered fiercely. She didn't reply, but a faint whimper came from the back for her throat.
"GIRL." He said loudly, but she didn't budge from the small ball she had become. He poked her and sighed as he sat her upright.
"You ok?"
Her eyes were distant and tear filled.
"He's gone." She whispered softly. "It-i-its my fault."
Syaoran didn't know what to do. But he believed her now. How could someone so helpless be a Yoko? Yoko's were cruel, self-reliant, and careless, but this girl seemed... strangely... sad and so venerable. As if something within her wanted to die.
"Hey... I believe you. Will you stop crying and going PMS-y on me?" He asked coldly. She slowly looked at him. He was surprised at first. The clear green eyes looked beautiful in the light. Tears sparkled on her long dark lashes.
A small gasp escaped her, the strange distant look disappeared and her eyes became wide and her body tensed as she scrambled away from him.
"What now?" He groaned. "I believe you... Hey girl- I said--."
She shook her head and smiled suddenly, through her tears.
"Now I know." She suddenly said softly, looking at him gently with her lush grass green eyes. "Now I know why I am here." That was when Syaoran first took notice of how pretty and sweet she looked. Her small gentle smile and her tear filled eyes made her look strangely mysterious and pretty at the same time. Her body was slender and curvy. Unlike the many pale white girls he had dated, her skin was a dark honey cream color. There... was something about her that he became curious about all of a sudden. But then the dark feeling of fear pushed it away.
'No weakness... If I fall for something like this again, it might happen again.' He whispered to himself. 'She is just a witness to the crime.'
[Sakura.]
Sakura finally understood as he pulled her upright. The sight filled her again, showing her something, which made her heart leap... and hope filled her body again. 'But- at the end... it will end forever.' She thought sadly. 'But at least it is not the one I love who dies... I guess He wasn't the one... maybe... I can heal slowly...'
Sakura took a deep breath, strengthening herself, and nodded to Syaoran.
"May I take my leave now?"
To be continued...
Preview:
"I'm letting you go about this house freely." Syaoran warned, his voice deadly as he faced the jade green eyed girl. "If you try to escape. I'll catch you. If you try to kill yourself to escape my clutches, I'll go the depths of hell and drag you back up here again!"
Sakura shook, trembling with cold fear.
"Why do you want me? Why?"
Syaoran gripped her arm tighter, making her wince and her lips tremble.
"You saw it before it happened." He hissed. "Now Parcivial knows your talent... and he wants you... Dammit. Why didn't I think of it before?"
"Please..." Sakura begged, trying to pry away his tight grip, but his dark chocolate eyes held hers and his lips were grim on his handsome face.
"No. I should've done it before. I felt sorry for you. DAMMIT... another weakness. I hate this." Syaoran ran his free hand through his hair. Brown locks landed roguishly and softly around his face, making Sakura want to reach out and stroke them. But her desires were surprised.
"What do you want? You still didn't answer that... Why did you kidnap me again?" Sakura asked quietly, her mysterious secretive eyes looking at Syaoran sadly. Li took a step back; it was as if her eyes already knew the answer...
"I-its for the Li Families good." Syaoran said harshly. "You can see the future, so you can tell us your predictions and we will take it to use." Sakura sighed and shook her head.
"Fate is inevitable... what must happened cannot be stopped... and destiny is not to be intervened with." Syaoran scoffed at her, a boyish smirk spreading across his handsome and rather emotionless face.
"Fate. Destiny. I don't believe in that crap. We make our own destiny... not some stupid superstitions!"
Sakura frowned gently, not daring to say anything else.
'Let him think what he thinks, but he will learn sooner or later... Fate is harsh, and so is reality.'
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Chapter Title: Believe Me
Author: Peonyqt1004
A/N: Sorry for the LOONGG delay. I have a dance concert tomorrow and I had one today and came home around 9- all this week I had to stay at school for like... 5 hours to practice... So very sorry! I hope you enjoy this chapter and everyone... *Cries* I'm so glad you like this story! I hope you enjoy this chapter and please remember to review because it does have an impact on whether or not I continue a story! Thanks!!
~Peonyqt1004
DISCLAIMER: I do not own CCS...
It was some time before she came to. Green eyes blinked, unfocused, as they looked about warily, afraid... Everything was so familiar... a sense of daijabou engulfed her. She moved her right arm and yanked quickly, but nothing happened, her arm would not budge. Fear swelled in her like a wave and she let out a loud scream.
"Even if you scream, no one will hear you... Yoko." A cold chilly voice said softly. Sakura looked around frantically, a deep sense of dread creeping up on her.
"W-who are you?"
"Me?" The man asked. In the shadows, he shifted a bit but did not come near her. "I am your opposing family... the Li Mafia. Have you not heard about us?" Sakura shook her head no, words not being able to force themselves out of her quivering lips.
"Are you a deceitful Yoko spy? Wandering around the streets and taking my cousin and keeping her there till Parcivial got a shot at her?" He asked bitterly.
"I'm Sakura Kinomoto... I... I don't even know much about whoever this Yoko or Parcivi person is... please let me go..." She pleaded, already knowing full well what would happen. The same cold metal object would come up to her temple and press it's cold frightening presence there. There was a sudden quick movement... "If you are not a Yoko bitch than how did you know? How did you know that Meiling was going to die? A witness told me you were telling her exactly how she would die... how did you know if you are not one of them?"
A man in a white trench coat with long slightly baggy dress pants always stood there in front of her, in the same small room...
"How did you know?" He repeated against and again, his voice harsh and angry... "Tell me or I'll slice open your throat!"
The tall man leaned down towards her, most of his face obscured by the dark shadows and the poor lighting. Something clicked and
a cold metal object was placed next to her face.
"I'll blow your brain to the heavens... are you a spy?" All Sakura felt was fear and a deep panging sense of acceptance...
"Tell me!" He bellowed, hitting the space of wall next to her head with the palm of her hand. Sakura gasped as she heard a deep breath being taken by the man with the gun.
"Tell me now... or I'll really blow your brains out." He said brokenly. "Tell me why... tell me how..." He whispered over and over again.
Sakura looked up. Her deep sense of empathy, which developed long time ago, felt the deep emotion of sadness and hatred from within him.
'He's in pain...' She thought softly, her eyes softening from the fear, which were stark, evident in them before.
[Li...]
He couldn't control himself. Meiling was his favorite little cousin... he had always taken good care of her and loved her like a younger sister... and she was suddenly gone. And this girl had something to do with it... But why... Why couldn't he press the trigger?
When Eriol had brought her in, he was surprised by the girl's innocent appearance and sweet face. He could not see the face of a Yoko or a murderer anywhere on her face. He half believed that she might not be a Yoko... But how could he explain the fact that Meiling kept repeating the fact that this girl knew something? There was something and he had to know...
"How did you know?" He asked again, battling the turmoil within him. "Tell me now."
He was surprised by her suddenly calm and gentle voice.
"You would not believe me if you knew..."
"What is it?" He asked, his temper rising. "I will believe... if you just tell me... "
Her eyes met his... and even in the dim light he could see the luminous eyes shining in the darkness... a dark green color of emeralds and jade.
"... I can see things before they happen... I know the before and after... It is not by choice I know." She said with a stiff voice, as if controlling some emotion.
Syaoran blinked and almost started to laugh as he realized what she was saying.
"That's a load of crock! Are you telling me you are a psychic?" He wanted to laugh, but those obscured green eyes looked up at him with peaceful acceptance and tranquility.
"Did I not tell you that you would not believe me?" She asked wistfully. "What I tell you is true... I saw you cousin die before she died... I tried to stop it, but it did not work for she did not believe me." Her head bowed, suddenly limp.
"I could not prevent it... I'm sorry." She whispered tearfully.
Suddenly Syaoran believed her... There was something about her that seemed mysterious and strange... and her words were definitely sincere... she sounded as if she would cry... but how could he believe her? How?
"I don't believe you. If you are trying to fool me then--."
"I am not a Yoko. Leave me out of your stupid Mafia skirmishes." Sakura suddenly spat. Syaoran blinked rapidly, staring at her. 'What's with her sudden mood change?' He thought to himself with thinned lips.
"Well- since you are going around my question, I will wait to see if your lie is true." He said arrogantly. The girl shook her head.
"You don't believe me. But I am sorry." She replied, "But please... let me go. It is not yet my time. My time will be somewhere else... someplace else... at some other time." Syaoran shook his head.
"You won't let this matter drop will ya? Well little lady, I'm going to keep you here as evidence. Maybe you are Yoko's little bitch... I need to find out myself." He leaned forward and loosened her bonds. "I'll replace the faulty light bulb, but from now on, this small room is something to call your own." With that, he walked out, leaving Sakura in the chair, staring at the dark shadowy wall.
[With Syaoran...]
"What?" Eriol yelped, his eyes wide. "She says she can see the future?" The blue haired man started to laugh loudly. "What a load of crock!" "I'm telling you the same thing." Syaoran said scornfully. "All psychics are fake, they just do it for the money."
"Does she do palm reading too?" Eriol asked mockingly.
"Probably... she may also do tarot cards." Syaoran replied with a grin. They stared at each other and started to laugh loudly, but the laughter subsided quickly as they both remebered their cousin¡¯s death.
"Well- what are you going to do with her?" Eriol asked softly. "She looks innocent enough." Syaoran shook his head. "She can be deceiving us. We should keep her till we are absolutely sure. By the way, get someone to replace the light bulb in that room, it's really dark in there."
[Sakura...]
'Why me?'
Sitting in the cramped room, she noticed that she was still wearing her PJ pants and her long t-shirt. She groaned as she tried to get the circulation running in her numbing arm. She looked up when she heard the door creaking.
A young woman with curly short hair and gentle brown eyes stepped in holding a light bulb in her hand. Sakura watched as the woman ignored her and carefully undid the light bulb and switched it. Bright light flooded the small room.
"That should be better." The kind-hearted woman said to her softly. Sakura blinked as her eyes got used to the light and a strange feeling came over her.
"Rika? Your name is Rika isn't it?"
The woman stopped and stared at Sakura with large eyes. "H-h-how did you know...?"
Sakura simply smiled her mysterious smile.
"Rika... you seem troubled. Your husband will be all right. I've seen it. He did not get injured during the automobile accident."
Rika stared at her as if she was crazy. "What are you talking about? My husband certainly did NOT get in an accident!" With that, Rika left, slamming the door behind her. Sakura sighed. No one believed her... Then she took in her surroundings. She was in a small room with a cheap picture frame hanging lopsidedly on a far wall. A small cot was by the barred and heavily curtained one window. The walls were bare and a small wardrobe sat heavily besides the small cot. Only the bright one light bulb lit the room.
'How am I to survive here?' She asked herself softly. She knew her sight would bring her trouble, and this was more than she asked for.
[Tomoyo...]
"SAKURA!" Tomoyo screamed as she frantically searched her friend¡¯s trashed apartment for her friend.
'Please don't let it be that Sakura tried suicide again...' Tomoyo thought tearfully as she scourged the room... and she found nothing but a pair of sharp blades lying on the bathroom floor and the wet water, which pooled on the floor.
'What happened Sakura?' Tomoyo asked no one in particular as she fell on her knees and started to cry. 'Why Sakura why?'
Tomoyo was scared for her friend, especially since the event, which happened last time... approximately 3 years ago...
[Flashback]
"ONIICHAN!"
Sakura ran out towards the white car, which disappeared beyond the horizon. "ONIICHAN!" She screamed yet again, desperately. Tomoyo had been there, scared and bloodless as she stared at her friend.
"What is it Sakura?"
But Sakura was already running towards the leaving car with tears running down her face... her long brown hair, which curled and shone like fine amber swirling behind her...
"NOOO!"
"What is it?!" Tomoyo screamed, running after her friend as her friend suddenly fell on her knees, scraping her knees.
"He... he is going... to die..." Sakura whispered, tear falling down her large green eyes. Tomoyo's eyes widened. "I-it can't be..." But the look Sakura gave her made her stop talking. Sakura's eyes looked empty, hurt, and tired.
"I tried... Tomoyo... I tried to tell him I felt something would happen if he left today... but he didn't listen... I just... saw him die... in the most horrible way..." Sakura buried her face in her hands, sobs wracking her body. Tomoyo was speechless as she wrapped a comforting arm around her shoulder.
"Sakura..."
"He's going to die from a car crash... he... he's going to have his head severed... blood everywhere..." Sakura said softly, her lips trembling.
-Later-
"SAKURA!"
Tomoyo opened the door and found her beautiful friend lying on the floor, her hair chopped off unevenly about her face... blood pooling around the floor. Sobbing, Tomoyo ran to her friend and shook her pale frail body.
"Sakura... Sakura wake up!"
Eyes blinked blurrily and Sakura smiled weakly. "It... it hurts." Sakura said softly, weakly.
"Don't worry Sakura! I'll get help..."
"No." Sakura whispered. "I did it to myself... I don't want to live... my brother..."
Tomoyo's vision was blurred with tears as she saw Sakura's slit wrists. "No. Sakura you are going to live and be strong." Tomoyo said firmly, her voice trembling as she took out the phone. "This is not what you are suppose to do. It's not your fault your brother died... You can't help but to see... I'm sorry Sakura."
Sakura shook her head weakly and a tear slipped from her wet eyes.
"Tomoyo... I don't want to live... and see..."
But Tomoyo shook her head. "You are going to live Sakura. Live for you brother and yourself."
[End Flashback]
Tomoyo flinched at the memory. Sakura had barely lived and Fujitaka was in much pain. Not only did his daughter try to kill herself, but his son had died as well...
'Poor Sakura... Poor sweet Sakura...' Tomoyo wept. 'Did she see something? I hope... I hope she's ok...'
[Syaoran..]
"WHAT?!"
Rika screeched and dropped her plates as her previous fears came true.
"Yes, your husband has been involved in an auto accident."
Rika's fear came true at that one instant. 'Oh god no...' She thought to herself. She knew Terada would be on a rather dangerous business trip across the rather icy streets in Vermont but...
'Please be ok...'
'Rika... you seem troubled. Your husband will be all right. I've seen it. He did not get injured during the automobile accident.'
'Wait... Didn't that girl say that--.'
The man across from her smiled. "But your husband has not been injured, he's still recovering from the shock. He should be up and around in a few days."
Rika smiled gratefully and clasped her hands together, but that strange feeling of astonishment rose up in her.
'That girl was right... can she possibly... be a psychic?'
"Well Miss, the insurance company isn't really happy about this. But, I'm glad your husband is alright." The man got up and winked at her. "Good Bye Mrs. Li, and good day."
"Rika?"
A tall brown haired man stared at her quizzically. "What's wrong?"
"Something... something strange happened Syaoran."
The brown haired man ruffled his soft chestnut hair and stifled a yawn. "What is it?" Syaoran's Uncles wife stared at him with large eyes.
"That girl. She told me that this accident would happen before it happened."
Syaoran froze and looked at Rika intently. "Are you sure?"
"Positive." Rika replied with a perturbed look. "But how did she..." Syaoran sighed and waved a slightly annoyed hand. "Let us talk about this later." He said distractedly. "I... I need to go." With that he turned and left a confused Rika, who stood there, pondering and thinking with awe over the strange coincidence...
[With Syaoran...]
'Can it be possible she can see the future?' Syaoran asked himself. But the strange nagging feeling that it was just a stupid fake superstition weighed down his response.
'It's a load of crap.' He thought with a haughty sniff, but something still tugged at him from the back of his mind... it was like an itch he could not scratch... He had to talk to the girl. If what she said was true, she might be of some use.
[Sakura...]
Sakura felt the tingling creep up her left leg and play about the rest of her limbs. Sakura let out a small sigh as her limbs fell asleep.
'If only they would UNTIE me...'
She let out a squeak when she heard the door slam open. There stood Syaoran Li, with his impeccably neat suit and piercing brown eyes. Now that the light was not as dim, she took in his features more easily. His handsome face was framed with dark brown locks of healthy hair, which grew long around his eyes. His hair was slightly tousled, and his dark eyes framed with long eyelashes were flecked with light gold. He was tall and lean, muscular, fit, and had a rather casual but tense air around him.
"..." He stared at her for a long while, looking at her in the brightened room.
"How do you like your new home?" He asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm and dark humor. "It is nice." Sakura said softly, matching the sarcasm in his voice, but her voice lowered slightly as she looked at him beseechingly. "But it would be nice if I could feel my arms and legs again... and If I could walk and lie down." Syaoran gave her a stern look. He reached into his jacket and took out a pocketknife, which glinted dangerously in the light.
"Stay still." He grunted as he came nearer. Sakura tensed and relaxed as she felt the cold blade go past her numbed hands and cut away the bindings. She flexed her wrist and shuddered as she finally felt the circulation return.
Syaoran felt a pang of pity and regretted treating her so bad, but he still didn't know.
"Are you a Yoko or not?" He asked flatly, getting to the point as he blocked the only exit with his tall lean body. Sakura wouldn¡¯t have been able to escape anyways; she stood and almost collapsed because her legs were still asleep. Staggering, she caught her balance near a wall.
"I told you, I am not a Yoko."
An intense glare was aimed towards her.
"How am I to trust you?" He asked silkily. "I might just kill you now."
Sakura sighed. 'At least these cursed sights won't haunt me...' "Go ahead, but you are killing an innocent human." She said with a slightly cocky air. He raised an eyebrow and flipped the pocketknife about in his hand skillfully.
"You are a liar." He said calmly, stating it as if it was a fact. Sakura felt a cold pang overtake her. Too many times people in the past did not believe her and called her a liar... and they had ended up digging their own grave.
"If I am a liar." She said coldly. "Then why do I look at you in the eye without a trace of guilt in my eyes?" Brown met green, and Syaoran saw that her eyes were indeed clear and not a trace of the shadowy depths of violence manifested it.
"Tell me... are you the one who told Rika what would happen to her husband?"
"Yes." Sakura said boldly. She was sensing something was going on within his mind, but she could not understand it right now.
"You are a psychic... right? Then tell me where Yoko will strike next."
Sakura whirled on him. "Listen sir! The sight is not a dog I can whistle at to do my bidding!"
"Then you are NOT a psychic!" He said with a smug smirk. Sakura felt her blood boil. She rarely got angry, but when she did, her sharp tongue inflicted more then enough damage.
"Are you a daft Mr. Li?" She asked him coldly, her anger burning hotly within her veins. "The sight is not mine, it is a gift that chooses what I will and will not see. I do not ask anything of it, I cannot. It is beyond my control. Sometimes I do not wish to see what it bids me to see but I see it, sometimes it doesn't show me anything of importance to me at all! The sight can show small little things, like a bird hopping along the top of a house, or something large and grandoise, like a murder... but I cannot control it. "
Syaoran gave her a lazy laid back cold look.
"Well- you cannot make me believe you. Until you tell me some truth with hardcore evidence... then I will set you free."
He turned to leave.
"Sometimes... I don't want to see. I try to help, but most of the events are inevitable."
The shushed sad voice continued.
"No one ever believes me. Why? I tell the truth, but they refuse to listen... and they die... Like your cousin."
Syaoran whirled around, stomping his feet on the wooden floor.
"So you are saying... You saw her death?!" He spluttered, his face livid. "Why didn't you help her god dammit!"
"I TRIED!" Sakura screamed. Memories of so many deaths and her warnings whispered through her head and Sakura felt as if she was burning. Emotions she kept barricaded burst loose and she let out a shrill scream and sobbed, curling herself into a ball.
"I tried... I tried but no one understands... They die and blame me... I tried but... fate is fate and..."
Sakura curled up tighter, wishing she could disappear. Her sobs subsided as quickly as they had come.
"Inevitable. That's what fate is. I cannot do anything."
Sakura was still curled up in a protective ball, as her eyes seemed to become distant. In her eyes, she saw her older brother ruffling her hair, hugging her... teasing her... and the day he had died.
She had already seen it.
It was the most horrible thing... ever... when she saw her brother¡¯s body dead and lifeless... all the energy gone from his body. But at least the body was cleaned from all the gore. When she had seen him in her sight... he was a bloody mess, blood staining his ebony hair... blood saturating the red T-shirt he always wore...
'Oniichan...' She whimpered to herself.
[Syaoran...]
She had snapped.
Then she was quiet. Syaoran could not understand her. Worried, he shut the door behind him and came closer.
"Hey girl." He whispered fiercely. She didn't reply, but a faint whimper came from the back for her throat.
"GIRL." He said loudly, but she didn't budge from the small ball she had become. He poked her and sighed as he sat her upright.
"You ok?"
Her eyes were distant and tear filled.
"He's gone." She whispered softly. "It-i-its my fault."
Syaoran didn't know what to do. But he believed her now. How could someone so helpless be a Yoko? Yoko's were cruel, self-reliant, and careless, but this girl seemed... strangely... sad and so venerable. As if something within her wanted to die.
"Hey... I believe you. Will you stop crying and going PMS-y on me?" He asked coldly. She slowly looked at him. He was surprised at first. The clear green eyes looked beautiful in the light. Tears sparkled on her long dark lashes.
A small gasp escaped her, the strange distant look disappeared and her eyes became wide and her body tensed as she scrambled away from him.
"What now?" He groaned. "I believe you... Hey girl- I said--."
She shook her head and smiled suddenly, through her tears.
"Now I know." She suddenly said softly, looking at him gently with her lush grass green eyes. "Now I know why I am here." That was when Syaoran first took notice of how pretty and sweet she looked. Her small gentle smile and her tear filled eyes made her look strangely mysterious and pretty at the same time. Her body was slender and curvy. Unlike the many pale white girls he had dated, her skin was a dark honey cream color. There... was something about her that he became curious about all of a sudden. But then the dark feeling of fear pushed it away.
'No weakness... If I fall for something like this again, it might happen again.' He whispered to himself. 'She is just a witness to the crime.'
[Sakura.]
Sakura finally understood as he pulled her upright. The sight filled her again, showing her something, which made her heart leap... and hope filled her body again. 'But- at the end... it will end forever.' She thought sadly. 'But at least it is not the one I love who dies... I guess He wasn't the one... maybe... I can heal slowly...'
Sakura took a deep breath, strengthening herself, and nodded to Syaoran.
"May I take my leave now?"
To be continued...
Preview:
"I'm letting you go about this house freely." Syaoran warned, his voice deadly as he faced the jade green eyed girl. "If you try to escape. I'll catch you. If you try to kill yourself to escape my clutches, I'll go the depths of hell and drag you back up here again!"
Sakura shook, trembling with cold fear.
"Why do you want me? Why?"
Syaoran gripped her arm tighter, making her wince and her lips tremble.
"You saw it before it happened." He hissed. "Now Parcivial knows your talent... and he wants you... Dammit. Why didn't I think of it before?"
"Please..." Sakura begged, trying to pry away his tight grip, but his dark chocolate eyes held hers and his lips were grim on his handsome face.
"No. I should've done it before. I felt sorry for you. DAMMIT... another weakness. I hate this." Syaoran ran his free hand through his hair. Brown locks landed roguishly and softly around his face, making Sakura want to reach out and stroke them. But her desires were surprised.
"What do you want? You still didn't answer that... Why did you kidnap me again?" Sakura asked quietly, her mysterious secretive eyes looking at Syaoran sadly. Li took a step back; it was as if her eyes already knew the answer...
"I-its for the Li Families good." Syaoran said harshly. "You can see the future, so you can tell us your predictions and we will take it to use." Sakura sighed and shook her head.
"Fate is inevitable... what must happened cannot be stopped... and destiny is not to be intervened with." Syaoran scoffed at her, a boyish smirk spreading across his handsome and rather emotionless face.
"Fate. Destiny. I don't believe in that crap. We make our own destiny... not some stupid superstitions!"
Sakura frowned gently, not daring to say anything else.
'Let him think what he thinks, but he will learn sooner or later... Fate is harsh, and so is reality.'
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