Author: It's me, Sakuraloveu here everyone!!! (I've GOT to find a new greeting line!) The last chapter got the most reviews among all the other chapters, I'm so happy!!! I like hearing what people have to say about my stories. It really helps me with my writing skills! I'll shut up now, so ENJOY the new chapter!
Special Thanks goes to:
Blue Icy, kawaiiseeker987, sakuraakamichelle, Greenleaf Blossom, Pinaygrrl, and of course, Wolf Jade!
Readers of 'Be My Wife': If you are reading this story, then I'll just tell you here that the new chapter for 'Be My Wife' is not going to be uploaded for a long time. I'm having a writer's block and I'll solve it as soon as possible. Plus the finals are coming and I'll need time to study. So please excuse my lack of updates!
Disclaimer: I don't own CCS, so don't bother me!
On with the story……
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"Klank" the glass of which Syaoran drank from fell on to the floor. As Syaoran himself slowly fell backwards, his half closed eyes were filled with worries unknown to anyone—not even the person those worries were for. "Thud" his head connected with the floor and a wave of pain and numbness washed over him, as everything went dark. A distant yell was heard but was not replied:
"Syaoran! SYAORAN!"
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Chapter Seven"Syaoran! Oh my god! Syaoran!" Have watched in slow motion of what just happened, Sakura fell on to her knees beside a now unconscious Syaoran, grabbed his arm and shake it hard, trying to gain a hint of consciousness from the young man. Oh my god, WHAT just happened?
Not getting any kind of response, Sakura turned around angrily to look for the person who landed Syaoran, and herself, in this situation: "YUKITO WHAT DID YOU GIVE…"
But of course, our beloved Yukito is no longer anywhere in sight.
"Bastard…" Sakura murmured.
Having WAY more important situation at hand, Sakura turned her head back to Syaoran who's still lying on the floor and tried to think of what to do. Unfortunately for her, she's too scared and panicked to think of anything. Just as people were starting to gather around, Sakura managed with all her strength to get Syaoran to stand up and lean on to her.
"Sakura! What happened to Li-san?" Kaho's voice came through the crowed as Kaho herself squeezed out from behind some guy and helped Sakura with Syaoran.
"No idea. Syaoran drank the horrible stuff Yukito offered to me to save me from drinking it and apparently, whatever was in the water knocked him out completely." With half the weight of Syaoran practically lying on her, Sakura gained each breathe with much difficulty.
(A/N: No offense to anyone, but a guy can LOOK light but is actually REALLY heavy! I almost got crashed under a guy-friend of mine who looks no more than 120 bls!
"Um…can you help me get Syaoran home?" Sakura asked Kaho, after everyone's left to mind their own business.
"Home? Do you know where he lives Sakura?" Kaho asked curiously.
Good question…I don't know where he lives…okay…now what do I do? Just realized that she doesn't have a clue as to where Syaoran lives, Sakura thought for a moment and remembered that they drove here in Syaoran's car. Okay, if I were Syaoran, where would I put my keys?….AHA! Reaching into Syaoran's jacket's inside pocket, Sakura took out the keys to his car and replied to Kaho: "I don't know where he lives, but at least I've got his car!"
After much hard work of dragging a completely out-of-it Syaoran out of the party room, through the long hallway, out to the parking lot, into the passenger seat and buckled his safety belt, Sakura's nearly dead—not to mention her evil high-heels and dress trying to trip her along the way.
(A/N: High-heels are just evil period. And the dress can pick the worst time to trip you without any warning…been there myself…
Okay, now what do I do? Settled herself on to the driver's seat—after taking off her high-hells of course, for safety of driving—Sakura thought to herself mentally. I don't know where he lives, I've got his car, I can't throw him on to the streets…then…oh…finally thought of something, Sakura looked unsurely to the deep-asleep Syaoran besides her.
But he would be mad when he wakes up though…oh well! It's better than waking up in the morning on the streets!
With her mind made up, Sakura started the engine and stepped on it.
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Downtown Hong Kong, a sunny summer mid-day.
17-year-old Syaoran is currently walking down a busy shopping street, looking through the display windows of different shops, trying to find an anniversary gift to his girlfriend. The occasional honks from the busy traffic mixed with the music coming from the record stores, created a beautiful urban melody to Syaoran's ears.
"Xiao Lang!" A girl around the age of 17 yelled out to Syaoran from the other side of the street, waving her hands in the air, trying to catch his attention. Syaoran couldn't have been more oblivious to all this, since he just continued walking without acknowledging the girl.
A shadow of disappointment flashed by the girl's beautiful ruby eyes: "Urgh, I swear I'm going to get him a pair of hearing-aids soon if this continues!"
Running pass the busy traffic, the girl dodged every car that came her way easily and was soon catching up to Syaoran, who had stopped in front of a display window. Creeping up on to Syaoran, the girl wrapped her hands around his eyes and cutely whispered in his ears: "Oh Xiao Lang! Guess who?"
Apparently caught off guard, Syaoran shivered for a split second and took the girl's hands in to his and guessed with certainty: "Yea, yea Meiling! I know it's you."
Wrapping her arms around Syaoran's neck, Meiling pouted: "How come you know it's me every time?"
Giving Meiling a little kiss on her nose, Syaoran chuckled and replied with adoring eyes: "Because I love you, that's why."
Satisfied with the answer, Meiling blushed a light shade of red and leaned on to Syaoran's shoulder when he wrapped his arm around her and they continued to walk down the street. Drowning with the lovely feeling of the other's companion, the loving couple was completely unaware of what was coming their way.
"XIAO LANG! WATCH OUT!" Meiling shrieked on top of her lungs, and Syaoran was pushed away by her and fell on to the sidewalk. "Thud" A nasty sound of a colloid between something was sent to Syaoran's ears. Just as he turned around, his eyes made contact with a pair of no longer shining but still smiling rubies. Syaoran held the connection as Meiling's weak and bloody body fell down on to the pavement, her face showing a satisfied smile.
"MEILING!" Syaoran screamed while he got up, and ran to his girlfriend. He picked Meiling's body up from the cold pavement, careful not to hurt her further, and held her close to his chest.
"Why Meiling? Why?"
"Be…because…" Meiling weakly whispered, gasping for air and her face twisted in pain as she did so.
"Please don't speak Meiling! I'll go call help." Tears now running down Syaoran's face, Syaoran attempted to put Meiling down and call for help.
"No…don't leave me…Xiao Lang…" Meiling begged.
Heart broken, Syaoran stopped short and held on to Meiling: "Okay, I won't go. Meiling…why?"
Smiling a little, Meiling tried to speak, but found it especially difficult to do in her current condition. Gathering up a few more takes of air, Meiling slowly raised her hand, in attempt to touch Syaoran's face. Noticing this, Syaoran gently grabbed her hand and put it on to his face, his tears running down her slime fingers. All of a sudden, a wave of pain hit Meiling's chest. Knowing that her time has come, Meiling forced the words out of her mouth:
"Be…because…I…I love you…Xiao Lang…"
"MEILING!"
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(A/N: The above stuff is Syaoran's dream.)
"Mei…meiling…" Syaoran mumbled in his sleep and his eyebrows were knitted together.
Sakura, who's using cold towels to cool off Syaoran, who's running a fever right now, at this moment, jumped from the sudden sound. Meiling? What's that? Is that a name?
Sakura and Syaoran are at Sakura's apartment right now. More accurately, Syaoran's in Sakura's bed under her blanket, and Sakura's kneeling beside the bed with cold towels, trying to cool down Syaoran's temperature. After thinking through in the car, Sakura decided that since she didn't know where Syaoran lived and she's got his car, the only choice for her was to drive back to her apartment and let Syaoran spend the night there. They were about half way home when Sakura noticed Syaoran's fast and heavy breathes, and figured that he's running a fever from whatever was in that glass. Having had the experience of treating sick people from taking care of her brother and father, Sakura bravely decided to take on the role of "Nurse Sakura." But then again, she doesn't exactly have a choice now does she?
"Urgh…" a low groan was heard from Syaoran, as Sakura's little zooming-off session was cut short.
"Whew, finally! He's waking up!" Sakura's heart, which was worrying about Syaoran all this time—ever since he fainted—finally landed with relief.
Syaoran's P.O.V.
Urgh…ow…my head…As our adorable—but dizzy—Syaoran regained his consciousness, he found himself in a room he was sure not familiar with. Where am I?
As much as his still half closed eyes allowed him to see, Syaoran can make out a framed picture of lilies hanging on the wall opposite of where he's lying; an enlarged family photo was framed and hanged on to the wall just a little away from the lilies; and pink silk curtains are hanging from the window beside where he is lying. Pink? PINK? Syaoran's eyes suddenly went quite big and he bolted up from where he's lying—only to fall back down the second he got up. Ow…my head…what happened? Finally aware of some thing cold on his forehead, Syaoran turned to the side and amber met emerald.
Normal P.O.V.
"Sa…Sakura." If Syaoran meant for that sentence to have sounded surprising, he either didn't have enough energy to make it sounds surprising, or he just didn't do a really good job on it.
"Um…welcome back Syaoran?" With her mind going blank the moment their eyes made contact, Sakura made her greetings sounded more like a question.
"Ow…what happened? Where am I Sakura?" Knowing that if Sakura's around, at least he's not kidnapped or anything, Syaoran closed his eyes once more and tried to think back. So far, nothing.
"Um…I don't know. You kind of…fainted after you drank from that glass Yukito offered me and well…I didn't know where you lived and…and I had your car keys and…well…I can't jus throw you on to the streets so um…we are…we are in my home. My apartment." Sakura nervously replied.
Upon hearing Sakura's words, Syaoran remembered little by little of what happened during the party that Sakura invited him to go. Yukito…that bastard…Out of a sudden, a pair of emerald eyes that was filled with worries flashed by Syaoran's eyes.
Snapped open his eyes once more, Syaoran looked at Sakura kneeling beside him on the floor with wonder. He checked her nightstand, and the clock on there read 2am. "Sakura, when did we get back here and was I conscious at all this whole time?"
"Well…we got there by 8…spent about an hour there so that'd make it 9…and over all the fuss about what to do with you and driving back here and got you up here into bed and whatever…um…I think we got back and settled down around 10. And no, you weren't conscious at all." Mentally did a run through of this evening, Sakura answered.
"So let me get this straight: we got back here around 10 last night, and right now is 2 am in the morning. You just stayed here by me and watched me for whole four hours?" Syaoran asked, and was little stunned and moved by Sakura.
Blushing a little, Sakura replied: "Well…yes. You were running a fever and I didn't know what caused it so I can't exactly give you any medicine, and I was afraid something would happen to you if I just leave you here…so…I just stayed."
Blushing deeper now, Sakura lowered her head and quietly said something that cause Syaoran to think that maybe he shouldn't have woke up after all: "I also…um…well…you can't go to bed with a suit jacket and your shirt was stained by the sweats caused by your fever…and your pants were dirty…I think u fell onto something at the party…and I thought…I thought you wouldn't be comfortable so…so…I took your clothes off."
"NANI?!!!!" Syaoran cried, his imagination now busy at work. Automatically his hands went up to touch his, of course, bare chest and he slowly went down, fearing the worst.
Sensing his concern, Sakura giggled nervously and assured Syaoran: "I…I didn't take your boxers off. It didn't seem…appropriate. Well…not that what I did with the rest was appropriate but…well…if it makes you feel better, I…I kind of like your boxers and…and I washed your shirt."
(A/N: Ahahahaha……I once accidentally busted into my guy-friend's room while he was changing and saw him in his boxers…which wasn't all that awkward to me, I mean I've seen him in his swim shorts loads of times, but he still almost EMBARRASSED to death!!!
Finally touching the bands of his boxers, Syaoran let out a sigh of relief and held onto it tightly, afraid that it will disappear if he didn't. After a VERY awkward minute of silence, Sakura slowly stood up and looked at Syaoran: "You seem to be alright now. Do you…do you want anything to eat? Or drink?"
To which Syaoran replied politely: "Thank you, but no thank you."
"Well, okay. But if you need anything, I'll be in the living room." Starting to walk towards the door, Sakura stopped mid-step and turned around to Syaoran: "Um…I left a clean towel on that chair. I thought after sweating so much, you'd like to take a shower? You know where the bathroom is…so just go anytime you feel like okay?"
Syaoran nodded as a replied and Sakura turned around to walk out of the door. Just as she was about to close the door, Syaoran used his elbows to support him up from the bed and called after her: "Sakura?"
"Hai?"
"Arigatou." (Thank You.)
(A/N: Aw…
Apparently a little taken back, Sakura just stood there for a moment and when what Syaoran said finally sunk in, she smiled heartily and closed the door behind her.
"Whoa," flopped down on to the bed again, Syaoran sighed: "what a night…"
He closed his eyes once more and the pair of beautiful emeralds came back to his eyes. For a moment there, Syaoran wondered where such beautiful eyes were from. And the next thing he knows, the emeralds were turned into ruby red. Syaoran winced a little, and with all the old memories flooding back to his head—memories that involved a 17 year old Syaoran and a certain girl with ruby eyes and soft raven hair—Syaoran whispered a name that once belonged to someone who he loved with all his heart:
"Meiling…"
Continued...
Author: Whoa, I'm so evil! I just introduced a painful memory for Syaoran! Aw the poor thing! I wanted to include Meiling in this story, but I don't exactly support the MeilingXSyaoran pairing. This way, the pairing didn't last and she did appear in the story, all is good! Maybe I'll put in more old memories of Syaoran's, who knows?! REVIEW PLEASE!
P.S. Did you happen to notice that almost all of my chapters ended with SOMEONE saying SOMETHING? I didn't mean for it to be like that, but that's how it turned out!
Was born to make you happy……