To Fall In Love With A Dancer
Disclaimer: CCS does not belong to me.
Chapter 16-The Street Light
Eriol Hiiragizawa stepped out on his front porch and sighed. It was going to be a very long night after that very vivid dream he had. Although his dancing career was great and he had flocks of girls chasing after him, life seemed very miserable. There was that piece missing inside of his heart. Something not too big, but very vital. It made him complete and whole. Like a new and different person. Yes, he had found that missing piece, yet he could not grasp it and claim it for his own. She was not his to claim.
Running a shaky hand through his hair, the young man closed the door and decided to take a walk, remembering to bring his coat along with him.
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"Syaoran, I can't believe how lucky I am to have found you." Sakura murmured softly. She gently traced her finger around and his jaw and left it at his lips.
Syaoran gently took her hand and kissed each of her fingertips slowly.
"Syaoran," Sakura began, as she leaned closer to the warmth of her lover's body. "What would Devon say about us? He'd surely be absolutely furious with me."
Sakura frowned as realization dawned upon her. Not only was she in danger due to the forbidden love she shared with Syaoran, but also he himself.
"Don't fret, Sakura. We should cherish what we have tonight. Our new found love."
And with that, Syaoran captured Sakura's lips with his own and all thought dissipated.
~
"Yeah it's me, Devon. Get your asses down here and quick. We've got a cop on our hands, and he's gonna get it."
Devon turned off his cell and turned to Greg, his eyes twinkling mischievously in the moonlight.
"Let's roll."
~ "Shit." Syaoran muttered breathlessly, as he pulled away from Sakura.
Sakura, still dazed, bit her lip confusedly.
A growl emitted from Syaoran's throat, as he held his angel protectively. "Something's going here. And it's not good. Not good at all."
Syaoran's eyes whipped around, using all his learned skills as a cop to feel another's presence. Damn it, there were at least ten of them bastards.
"Sweetheart, listen to me." Syaoran whispered softly in Sakura's ear.
"I will count to five, and you will run and duck, you hear?"
"No, I want to help." Sakura had a determined look in her eyes. "It's not your fault. It's also mine. Love is not a one way thing."
Syaoran let a small grin crack, but turned serious once again. "It will be a one way thing if you don't listen to what I tell you to do."
The lovers stood, looking at each other for a long time. Finally, Sakura kissed Syaoran at the corner of his mouth, giving him the sign that she would go along with his plan.
"One."
Sakura shook slightly, and Syaoran gave her a reassuring smile.
"Two."
There was a soft crunch of leaves heard not too far away.
"Three."
Syaoran's breathing quickened.
"Four."
The lovers looked at one another for the last time.
"Five." The word was barely uttered.
Sakura ran and ducked in a near brush, while Syaoran whipped around, swiftly took out his gun in his coat, and began shooting.
Groans were heard and loud footsteps were approaching.
There was more shooting and shouts heard.
Then there was silence.
A loud deep laugh was then heard. "Thought you could win, bastard. But you can't. There's too many of us."
Devon stepped into the dim street light and Syaoran frowned, breathing heavily.
Devon stepped closer to Syaoran, with four other dangerous looking men. One of them was Greg.
"Poor Sakura. Innocent little bird. She should have never been a part of my plans. But she was. She fell in love with a dumbass cop. You know who he is, I'm sure." He grinned, and pointed his gun to Syaoran's head.
Syaoran looked at Devon angrily, his own gun pointed at Devon's head as well.
"Men, leave us be. Go find Sakura. She can't be gone too far."
The men quickly separated and were gone in an instant.
Devon's eyes were locked on Syaoran's the entire time.
"Yes, Syaoran. It's just you and me. One of us will leave breathing, and one of us will not."
Devon changed the direction of his gun to Syaoran's heart.
"You know, I hear that it hurts more at the heart."
A sudden cool wind blew.
"You heard wrong."
A shot rang out, hitting the streetlight, making everything go pitch dark.
Another shot came soon after, with a loud thud on the ground.
Disclaimer: CCS does not belong to me.
Chapter 16-The Street Light
Eriol Hiiragizawa stepped out on his front porch and sighed. It was going to be a very long night after that very vivid dream he had. Although his dancing career was great and he had flocks of girls chasing after him, life seemed very miserable. There was that piece missing inside of his heart. Something not too big, but very vital. It made him complete and whole. Like a new and different person. Yes, he had found that missing piece, yet he could not grasp it and claim it for his own. She was not his to claim.
Running a shaky hand through his hair, the young man closed the door and decided to take a walk, remembering to bring his coat along with him.
~
"Syaoran, I can't believe how lucky I am to have found you." Sakura murmured softly. She gently traced her finger around and his jaw and left it at his lips.
Syaoran gently took her hand and kissed each of her fingertips slowly.
"Syaoran," Sakura began, as she leaned closer to the warmth of her lover's body. "What would Devon say about us? He'd surely be absolutely furious with me."
Sakura frowned as realization dawned upon her. Not only was she in danger due to the forbidden love she shared with Syaoran, but also he himself.
"Don't fret, Sakura. We should cherish what we have tonight. Our new found love."
And with that, Syaoran captured Sakura's lips with his own and all thought dissipated.
~
"Yeah it's me, Devon. Get your asses down here and quick. We've got a cop on our hands, and he's gonna get it."
Devon turned off his cell and turned to Greg, his eyes twinkling mischievously in the moonlight.
"Let's roll."
~ "Shit." Syaoran muttered breathlessly, as he pulled away from Sakura.
Sakura, still dazed, bit her lip confusedly.
A growl emitted from Syaoran's throat, as he held his angel protectively. "Something's going here. And it's not good. Not good at all."
Syaoran's eyes whipped around, using all his learned skills as a cop to feel another's presence. Damn it, there were at least ten of them bastards.
"Sweetheart, listen to me." Syaoran whispered softly in Sakura's ear.
"I will count to five, and you will run and duck, you hear?"
"No, I want to help." Sakura had a determined look in her eyes. "It's not your fault. It's also mine. Love is not a one way thing."
Syaoran let a small grin crack, but turned serious once again. "It will be a one way thing if you don't listen to what I tell you to do."
The lovers stood, looking at each other for a long time. Finally, Sakura kissed Syaoran at the corner of his mouth, giving him the sign that she would go along with his plan.
"One."
Sakura shook slightly, and Syaoran gave her a reassuring smile.
"Two."
There was a soft crunch of leaves heard not too far away.
"Three."
Syaoran's breathing quickened.
"Four."
The lovers looked at one another for the last time.
"Five." The word was barely uttered.
Sakura ran and ducked in a near brush, while Syaoran whipped around, swiftly took out his gun in his coat, and began shooting.
Groans were heard and loud footsteps were approaching.
There was more shooting and shouts heard.
Then there was silence.
A loud deep laugh was then heard. "Thought you could win, bastard. But you can't. There's too many of us."
Devon stepped into the dim street light and Syaoran frowned, breathing heavily.
Devon stepped closer to Syaoran, with four other dangerous looking men. One of them was Greg.
"Poor Sakura. Innocent little bird. She should have never been a part of my plans. But she was. She fell in love with a dumbass cop. You know who he is, I'm sure." He grinned, and pointed his gun to Syaoran's head.
Syaoran looked at Devon angrily, his own gun pointed at Devon's head as well.
"Men, leave us be. Go find Sakura. She can't be gone too far."
The men quickly separated and were gone in an instant.
Devon's eyes were locked on Syaoran's the entire time.
"Yes, Syaoran. It's just you and me. One of us will leave breathing, and one of us will not."
Devon changed the direction of his gun to Syaoran's heart.
"You know, I hear that it hurts more at the heart."
A sudden cool wind blew.
"You heard wrong."
A shot rang out, hitting the streetlight, making everything go pitch dark.
Another shot came soon after, with a loud thud on the ground.