Lying To Help You
Chapter 2
A/N: Sorry, had to explain. Internal force is actually Nei Li if you are Chinese and watch martial arts stuff. . And for you foreign people who have never watch a proper Chinese Martial Arts movie, it's basically a kind of energy inside you but you can offer it to others for healing or recovering. The more skilled you are at martial arts, the more powerful your internal force is. It can also be used in other different ways such as using it to kill and stuff.
He gathered his internal force and with one sudden movement, brought down both his hands onto Sakura's back, transferring.
The air around them slowly warmed up as their body temperatures soared. Xiaolang opened his eyes and peeked at the girl before him. It's not working, he anxiously thought. Desperately, Xiaolang gathered all the forces within him and pushed it into her weak frame. Finally, a small gasp escaped from her lips as a thick trickle of blood slid down her chin.
Wiping the sweat had that formed on his forehead, Xiaolang smiled contently. At least the lethal element in the poison was removed now; sure, this transfer had tired him out and had used up all his internal forces, but as long as she was safe, everything was worth it. Slowly and tenderly, Xiaolang set Sakura gently onto the ground, and covered her with his cloak once more.
The rain continued to pelt outside, so there was no chance of him going out to hunt for food. He reached into his worn-out satchel and extracted a piece of dry bread. It was tasteless and the dryness brought raw thirst, but he had experienced hunger and dehydration in more extreme conditions than this.
He stared into the fire, watching the flames dance in synchronization with the rain falling outside. But he was not appreciating the harmonization; his mind was clogged with confusion and fear.
Sighing, Xiaolang turned once more to gaze at the sleeping woman beside him. Why did he feel so warm around her? Why did he care for her so damn much? What was it about that girl that makes him forget even himself? – Something that had never happened before.
Shutting his eyes and tearing his head away from her, Xiaolang warmed his hands before the fire. What was happening to him? What was she doing to him? He reopened his eyes and, for the first time in years, the hard chocolate swirls melted away, leaving him naked and vulnerable. Unwillingly, the molten chocolates returned to the girl.
"Why do you have to be so beautiful?" He whispered gently, voice bearing the slightest sign of trembling.
His eyes dropped from her closed eyes to the few pink freckles that dotted her bridge and then the small nose that followed; and finally down to the pair of cherry red lips. He wished that he could feel their warmth against his own. Would they be as soft as they look? Taste as good as he imagines? Questions with unexplainable answers raced through his mind.
He thought back to earlier that day, what would have happened if he hadn't been able to remove the poison soon enough? Would she still be able to live to see tomorrow? What will he do if she couldn't? Merely two months has passed since she joined him in his journey, and already he feels that life before meeting her seemed so pointless and dull.
It was impossible, yet true: the fate of the renowned lonesome warrior Li Xiaolang was now dependent on the life of a poor, insignificant peasant girl.
If anyone had told him three months ago that his world would be within the grasp of a girl, he would have broken their legs and ripped out their eyes. But now even he cannot understand the emotions that are causing turmoil inside his heart. He had always believed that he would lead a solitude life, roaming around the world and not caring for anything or anyone. But one ordinary girl had turned all this around; and she doesn't even know it! He could almost laugh at the irony.
The air was still and the rain began to drizzle. Suddenly, a blast of cold air blew into the cave, momentarily dispersing the flames. But Xiaolang didn't notice…
Still gazing at his sleeping flower, he reached out a hand to her face.
"I know what love is…" he murmured.
His fingers, the cause of so many deaths, tenderly touched her cheek, hesitant and unsure.
"But… I just never thought it will happen to me……"
With that final word, all his last defences crumbled, all his restraints torn. And he gently inched closer towards her, forgetting his icy exterior, his surroundings, his rules. All he could feel was his ragged breaths, all he could hear was his racing heart… and all he could think about was the angel before him……
Closing his eyes, he gently pressed his lips to hers…
A/N a bit fluffy innit? I think the plot's going a bit too fast but hey! It is love at first sight. Besides, there's two parts to this story and I'm not even half way through the first!!! Thanks for the reviews, ciao.