A Perfect World
Summary: Sakura Kinomoto is 16. But there's one secret to her- at 15 she was told she had leukemia. To top it all off, her strong will to have a 'perfect' world creates a motal enemy- perfection itself. Can she realize in time, with Syaoran's help, that without pain nothing would be worth living for?
Chapter 7: To Become Perfect or Not... That is the Question!
Syaoran blindly ran through the streets of Tokyo. He felt power from all over; there was no way he could pin point Sakura's exact location. But something tells me I'm not going to have to. Right in front of him stood Sakura, Star Staff and all. There was only one difference:
Her eyes looked cold. Possessed.
"Sakura!" He ran up to her, stopping only a few feet away.
"Syaoran!" Sakura smiled. "I'm okay. Everything's okay now. I don't have to leave ever again." Her voice wasn't it's usual gentle sound. It sounded different; just like the sealed card had sounded. What was the word for it? Confused... evil... betrayed.
"Sakura... what do you mean? What's going on?"
"I'm cured... I'm almost perfect." Sakura eyes glowed as a tall figure landed beside her. "You're the only thing in my way."
"Sakura," Syaoran backed up a bit. "What do you mean?"
"Your in my way! Thunder!" Sakura fired a bolt of thunder in is direction. Syaoran's quick reflexes helped him dodge the deadly bolt. "Your the only one keeping me from achieving perfection."
"Sakura... nobody's perfect. You know that..."
"I will be perfect. Even if it kills you. And trust me- it will."
Syaoran's eyes widened. "Why are you doing this? I love-"
"NO! Stop it! It's the stupid love! Because you love me, and my former self loves you, in magic terms we're bonded- like one. But not quite. I've perfected my half- but you? You have so many faults it makes me sick! You intoxicate me!"
Syaoran looked down. "I can't stop loving you- no matter how much I try. Even if it kills me."
"Then join me- become perfect. You say you love me? Prove it," Sakura took a few steps towards him. "Become perfect. With me."
Syaoran brought his head level to hers. "No."
"Then suffer the consequences," Sakura jumped backwards. "Fight with me. Only the perfect performance will win."
Syaoran shook his head. "I will not fight. Not until you answer me why."
"You want answers? Aren't all life's questions answered in Heaven? Gee, this would all be easier if you would just forget me! Oh well.. Can't be patient for 2 seconds to die? That's all it'll take. Promise."
Promise..... Promise....
{Sakura's Flashback}
"You should go back. After I leave the day after tomorrow, they'll be nothing keep you here. Please. You promised me, Syaoran.... you promised."
"I can't just forget you like that.... I can't just leave."
Sakura shook her head. "And I don't want you to forget me. That's last of all and most important. I never want you to forget me."
"You can't ask me to forget you, Sakura. I made a promise, remember? So, that means I can't die either. I can fight, but I won't. Not until you answer my questions."
"Promises are nothing. They promised me life, and I get a death sentence. A death sentence! Perfection is everything- if everything is perfect than promises wouldn't have to be broken- in fact they wouldn't even have to be made! Everything would work out perfectly in the end!" Sakura struck him again and again with the thunder, hitting him 90% of the time. Syaoran screamed as the thunder hit him, yet he couldn't give up. I can't give up on her.
"Your running away, Sakura. I don't know what it's from, I just know your running."
"Shut up! Fiery!" Sakura sent out Fiery, who, in turn, left burn marks on his left leg.
Syaoran bearly managed to pick himself up; but he stood. "I... don't know what from...but...you'll have to deal with it, Sakura." He fell as his burnt leg gave way. "I'm not your obsitcal, you are. You're your own bump in the road. If you accept whatever your running from and that you can't change it, this will all be over." He used his sword to push himself back up to face his girlfriend. "Accept Sakura that you'll never make your life perfect..."
Sakura's eyes broke out of their trance just in time to see Syaoran fall....
Her eyes grew wide as she neared him, knowing it was her fault that he might just die. "Syaoran? Please wake up.... please! I don't know what I'll do without you! I'm sorry...I was running. You were right. I'm so sorry...don't die! I love you..." She buried her face into her hands, letting out tears or sorrow.
"And I love you, Cherry Blossom." Sakura gasped. Syaroan, now awake, was kneeling in front of her.
"Syaroan!" Sakura threw herself into his arms. "You're awake!"
"Yeah..." They stood up together, Syaoran protectively holding her while she cried.
Sakura smiled, pulling away so she could look in his eyes. "I'm sorry...."
"I know." He smiled at her. "It's alright."
"I tried to cure myself... I can't escape it Syaoran. I just can't..." Sakura cried into his torn shirt. How could she tell him? Well... she'd have to. Now.
"It's alright if you can't tell- Sakura? Sakura? Are you okay?"
Sakura pulled away from him. Why is my vision so blurry? It hasn't been this blurry since I almost died of an infection while I was being treated for my leukemia. No. NO! This isn't happening! "Syaoran, I have... have..."
Sakura's world went dark before she could finish her sentence.
Summary: Sakura Kinomoto is 16. But there's one secret to her- at 15 she was told she had leukemia. To top it all off, her strong will to have a 'perfect' world creates a motal enemy- perfection itself. Can she realize in time, with Syaoran's help, that without pain nothing would be worth living for?
Chapter 7: To Become Perfect or Not... That is the Question!
Syaoran blindly ran through the streets of Tokyo. He felt power from all over; there was no way he could pin point Sakura's exact location. But something tells me I'm not going to have to. Right in front of him stood Sakura, Star Staff and all. There was only one difference:
Her eyes looked cold. Possessed.
"Sakura!" He ran up to her, stopping only a few feet away.
"Syaoran!" Sakura smiled. "I'm okay. Everything's okay now. I don't have to leave ever again." Her voice wasn't it's usual gentle sound. It sounded different; just like the sealed card had sounded. What was the word for it? Confused... evil... betrayed.
"Sakura... what do you mean? What's going on?"
"I'm cured... I'm almost perfect." Sakura eyes glowed as a tall figure landed beside her. "You're the only thing in my way."
"Sakura," Syaoran backed up a bit. "What do you mean?"
"Your in my way! Thunder!" Sakura fired a bolt of thunder in is direction. Syaoran's quick reflexes helped him dodge the deadly bolt. "Your the only one keeping me from achieving perfection."
"Sakura... nobody's perfect. You know that..."
"I will be perfect. Even if it kills you. And trust me- it will."
Syaoran's eyes widened. "Why are you doing this? I love-"
"NO! Stop it! It's the stupid love! Because you love me, and my former self loves you, in magic terms we're bonded- like one. But not quite. I've perfected my half- but you? You have so many faults it makes me sick! You intoxicate me!"
Syaoran looked down. "I can't stop loving you- no matter how much I try. Even if it kills me."
"Then join me- become perfect. You say you love me? Prove it," Sakura took a few steps towards him. "Become perfect. With me."
Syaoran brought his head level to hers. "No."
"Then suffer the consequences," Sakura jumped backwards. "Fight with me. Only the perfect performance will win."
Syaoran shook his head. "I will not fight. Not until you answer me why."
"You want answers? Aren't all life's questions answered in Heaven? Gee, this would all be easier if you would just forget me! Oh well.. Can't be patient for 2 seconds to die? That's all it'll take. Promise."
Promise..... Promise....
{Sakura's Flashback}
"You should go back. After I leave the day after tomorrow, they'll be nothing keep you here. Please. You promised me, Syaoran.... you promised."
"I can't just forget you like that.... I can't just leave."
Sakura shook her head. "And I don't want you to forget me. That's last of all and most important. I never want you to forget me."
"You can't ask me to forget you, Sakura. I made a promise, remember? So, that means I can't die either. I can fight, but I won't. Not until you answer my questions."
"Promises are nothing. They promised me life, and I get a death sentence. A death sentence! Perfection is everything- if everything is perfect than promises wouldn't have to be broken- in fact they wouldn't even have to be made! Everything would work out perfectly in the end!" Sakura struck him again and again with the thunder, hitting him 90% of the time. Syaoran screamed as the thunder hit him, yet he couldn't give up. I can't give up on her.
"Your running away, Sakura. I don't know what it's from, I just know your running."
"Shut up! Fiery!" Sakura sent out Fiery, who, in turn, left burn marks on his left leg.
Syaoran bearly managed to pick himself up; but he stood. "I... don't know what from...but...you'll have to deal with it, Sakura." He fell as his burnt leg gave way. "I'm not your obsitcal, you are. You're your own bump in the road. If you accept whatever your running from and that you can't change it, this will all be over." He used his sword to push himself back up to face his girlfriend. "Accept Sakura that you'll never make your life perfect..."
Sakura's eyes broke out of their trance just in time to see Syaoran fall....
Her eyes grew wide as she neared him, knowing it was her fault that he might just die. "Syaoran? Please wake up.... please! I don't know what I'll do without you! I'm sorry...I was running. You were right. I'm so sorry...don't die! I love you..." She buried her face into her hands, letting out tears or sorrow.
"And I love you, Cherry Blossom." Sakura gasped. Syaroan, now awake, was kneeling in front of her.
"Syaroan!" Sakura threw herself into his arms. "You're awake!"
"Yeah..." They stood up together, Syaoran protectively holding her while she cried.
Sakura smiled, pulling away so she could look in his eyes. "I'm sorry...."
"I know." He smiled at her. "It's alright."
"I tried to cure myself... I can't escape it Syaoran. I just can't..." Sakura cried into his torn shirt. How could she tell him? Well... she'd have to. Now.
"It's alright if you can't tell- Sakura? Sakura? Are you okay?"
Sakura pulled away from him. Why is my vision so blurry? It hasn't been this blurry since I almost died of an infection while I was being treated for my leukemia. No. NO! This isn't happening! "Syaoran, I have... have..."
Sakura's world went dark before she could finish her sentence.