SILENT NIGHT
By: Crazy-cherry
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Now the next chapter…
Chapter 8:
Losing Game.
The rain pored as a man sat in a car out side of the police headquarters with the detectives office just down the street. Age seemed to have seeped into his skin and caught up with him, wrinkles had made their way to his forehead and bits of gray hair snuck their way onto his head of brilliant russet hair.
Eyes dull and lifeless, he looked out beyond the window of the car, images of a life before flashing in his eyes. A young woman smiling at him, a little boy running up and down soccer filed. A small smile made its way to his face, he couldn't help it. Nothing he did could stop him from smiling at the memories of them. He had tried to rid himself of all the memories of them, he had tried so hard, but all it had done was made his loss seem even greater. Besides what kind of man would he be if he couldn't handle images of his wife, the smell of her, the way she felt in his arms, and his son the day he was born, when he first held him, and watching him grow.
Smiling to himself as he thought of his, life waiting for him better yet not waiting for him, starting the engine he pulled out and made his way to highway.
Coming into view of Hong Kong International Air Port the car was taken off of speed control and then sped up.
-Sakura-
Pain woke her, the pain in her stomach had become so great that she couldn't ignore the throbbing or even the shaking of the contraption she was on. Slowly opening one of her eyes and moaning as another shift in her position happened.
"Mommy… please wake up…" Coughing on the last word Xiao Ling pushed his mother gently again praying she would wake.
"St….stop…" Rolling a little she smiled up at him and then winced in pain as he began to pull her up.
"Xiao… stop… hurts…" Was all she could manage before a scream almost escaped her mouth from the massive shift of weight on her wound from lying down to standing.
Pulling her up as best he could and then reeling on her to do the rest he began to plead with her to push herself. Smiling at him to cover up her pain she nodded her head and pushed as hard as she could possibly manage to stand up. Coughing blood dripped from her mouth, and almost falling forward if not for her son using all that was left of his strength to hold her up.
"Mommy come… on we have to… get out please?" Xiao Ling pleaded, begging her to keep going.
Putting one foot in front of the other she slowly began to make her way to an exit she couldn't see. Xiao Ling holding on to her for dear life as he dragged his feet both from exhaust and exertion of holding up his mother. Trying not to look at the wedge of wood popping out of her stomach he continued to walk fearing that if he didn't hold on tight enough she would fall and worst come to happen she'll have another wedge of wood in her or that one would be further in.
Trying not to cry she bit her lip to move her thoughts from her lower pain to the pain in her lip, all it did was subdue the pain from here and there. Putting her right foot out and trying to take another she froze; eyes widening she coughed again this time a ball of blood seemed to fall from her mouth as a laugh was heard from behind both of them.
"You two make me laugh you know that?" Soy Jin said with venom as he walked toward them.
"Stay away don't you hurt her anymore!" Xiao Ling growled as he let his mother slip to the floor to sit with help. "Don't you think you've done enough to us already? You've split us up ruined everything!" Heaving for breath as anger and then rage seeped into his vanes. Adrenalin pumped through him and made him feel bigger than he was.
The anger he had felt all those days being looked up in that room, having to hear of what they were doing to his mother, of why they were doing this to his family. The day those men took his mother from him was they day he said good bye to his childhood, he knew the people that said children don't understand, but he did he understood how horrifying the situation was for him and he didn't want to think of how it was for his mother.
Wiping the tears that were escaping from his eyes he slowly walked forward.
"Xiao Ling… Stop!!!" cried Sakura as best she could, another explosion went off and throw her and Xiao Ling back a ways.
Falling down next to his mother he looked at her and smiled; what else could he do? There was nothing left the only thing he could do was protect her as long as he could, and that was what he was going to do.
Looking around as if for an escape rout, Soy Jin smiled he had finally won the little runt couldn't do a thing and his mother was nothing more than a cowered. Laughing he walked forward to the young boy, smiling again he looked down at him and in one swift move he had grabbed him by the hair and was holding him up by it.
Trying not to cry out in pain as he swatted at the man, finally giving up on getting loss he amid for a lower regain that he new would hurt he had hit his dad there before during practice with him and been hit there himself in those practices. (Martial-arts) putting his hand in the position he remembered he through it forward.
Grunting from surprise and pain he let go of Xiao Lings hair and was about to grab him by the collar, but Xiao Ling had already gone in for a second hit by kneeing him even harder than the first time. Falling forward in pain Xiao Ling took advantage of it and went for a piece of wood, finding one he quickly made his way back to the old man. His hand shacking from fear he finally stood before the man that had ruined his families' life raising the board above his head and the bringing it down as hard as he could hit the man in the head in hopes of knocking him out long enough for them to get significantly further away from him.
-Tomoyo-
Crouching down next to the woman she despised since the day she marred Eriol, laughing as the woman lay unconscious on the floor. 'One more problem to go; now where could he be?' With a smirk on her face she stood up and motioned for someone to come and take the woman outside and into police hands.
Going as fast as she could without any unwanted surprises coming out at her she stopped suddenly when she found the man she thought she had killed earlier with the first blast. But if she didn't kill him and no one from her team called in to report it, who had? Swallowing she slowly made her way to the body only to find him still breathing calling in the situation and the location of the man she took off in the direction where blood was lying on the floor.
Going off in that direction she assumed that Soy Jin and the man she was going after had a fight and by the looks of it Soy Jin didn't win.
-Eriol-
Sighing he wondered why he even bothered giving Syaoran false hope about his family, but he had been so sure that Xiao Ling was still alive, and with the development with the station finding a hole in one of its detectives about the case it seemed almost plausible that everything was turning for the better.
The one thing he could never forgive himself for though was that the one person that set the whole thing off was right in front of him the entire time.
Lowering his head to his hands trying to think of something he could do, but nothing came. The only thing he could think to do was to apologize to his dear friend that he hurt. Looking one last time to the clock he figured it was the right time to go and talk to his friend.
Standing up he put on a shirt and walked to the door and then went down the stairs, the only thing he was greeted with was an empty couch. Not stopping to think he went for his car keys and out the door to his car.
-Syaoran-
Trying not to seem in a rush he purchased the ticket for his flight using one of Eirol's credit cards and trying his best not to seem suspicious to anyone; as soon as the lady gave him the okay he smiled to her and began to walk away.
Walking to Gate 56 he picked up his pace feeling someone following him, caching the ticket check he walked up to the attendant, smiled, and took his ticket back once he was recorded as present for the flight.
"You know, you suck at sneaking around, right?" Sighing the man shook his head and then looked back at Syaoran grinning like a bobcat, his gray eyes laughing.
Frowning down at Koryu, he turned around and waited for his seat row to be called. Once his row was called he walked to the ticket taker and went aboard.
"You need to work on your following skills a little more." Grumbled Syaoran sitting down only to realize the gruesome truth, Koryu was sitting next to him.
-Sakura-
Leaning against a box she tried to gain her breath back, but breathing seemed so pointless now. Looking at her son, she smiled he was so strong for such a little thing, so brave just like is father.
Sliding to the floor Xiao Ling cried out for her to stop, the only thing she couldn't do for him; tears ran down her face as as her trembling hands reached out to touch him. She couldn't go on anymore in a few moments the factory would be nothing but smoke and flames; he needed to get before it was to late.
Holding in her pain, she gently let him go, pushing him away. "Go." Smiling at him as her hands fell from holding his face in her hands.
"No not without you!" His small face was covered with dried blood and ash from the fire. "Mommy please…" crying violently as he tried to get her to get up and keep going.
"Get out of here!" She couldn't take it anymore he had to get out, didn't he see that he was the only one that didn't have a chance if he were to stay with her. "Get out now, you wont make it if you don't leave now…" tears falling from her eyes. "I love you."
Smiling one last time at him she gently pushed him off as best she could.
-Xiao Ling-
He ran through the maze of boxes, tripping and then running again, wheezing as he lend against another box tears falling from his eyes. He wanted o go back, he wanted to save her, but how do you save someone that doesn't want to be saved? Hitting the box with anger not only at her for not trying but at himself for not staying with her.
Trying not to look back he walked forward and soon found himself standing in front of the one person he thought would help him in the beginning, but in the end all the man did was hurt him.
"What scared, are you?" the grin on the mans face was as fake as his silky voice. "Well don't worry I can help you find your way out come with me." He walked forward toward Xiao Ling smiling as he reached out to grab him by the shirt.
Turning around only to find himself running into something and thin being hugged tightly to the person only to hear gunshots go off. The person hugging him froze, and then fell to their knees.
Xiao Ling turned around to find the man his father had called Cha Wong lying on the floor in a pool of blood. Shacking he looked to the person who had at the moment saved him.
"Hi." Was the only thing the woman said before hugging him to her and standing up and running for the exit with him in her arms.
-Eirol-
"Just wait tell I get my hands on that bastard he's going to pay." Grumbled Eirol as he walked to gate 23 that was to depart to Tokyo in an hour. He couldn't help, but feel angry at Syaoran because he was held up for an hour trying to explain to the attendant why he was purchasing two tickets for the same flight only an hour apart.
Once reaching the gate he repeated the process his dear old credit card thief of a friend went through only two hours ago.
-Syaoran-
Sitting in a hotel room with Koryu complaining about the T.V reception while he was working on is laptop he purchased using another one of Eirol' credit cards the only thing that he found to be a little amusing in his bleak life. When he did look up he found Koryu watching the news intently while murmuring to himself. Cursing to himself he jumped off the bed and went for the door while yelling for Koryu to get the fires location and to get moving.
He didn't know what it was that was polling him to that factory, but he had to get there.
-Tomoyo-
Running as far as she could away from the factor she finally fell to the ground crying. Nothing had prepared her to see her dear friend like that, just lying there not moving it was to much for her to handle. She ran, she ran as fast as she could to find the man that had done that to her, and when she saw him point that gun at Sakura's little boy like that she couldn't handle it, as soon as she could get Xiao Ling further away from him she fired, once, twice...
Crying she clutched the small boy to her holing him as tight as she could, trying to fight the pain she felt. The loss was to great for her, and she didn't want to imagine the pain Xiao Ling was in.
"Come on we have to go." Standing up with him in her arms she began to walk way from the factory and away from her team as they finished up their jobs and recover the bodies of those they lost.
-Syaoran-
On the main street heading to the factory he slowed down so not to get pulled over in doing so he let his eyes glance over the area and when he did he began to cry.
-Tomoyo-
Walking down the street looking into the shops trying to help Xiao Ling come back to himself, to show some kind of emotion, but she feared he might just never come back completely; hoping desperately that Syaoran wouldn't hate her for bringing back to him a broken son.
"Mommy." Whispered his small vice,
""No sweetie it's me Aunty Tomoyo." Smiling at him,
"Mommy, mommy told me… told me to go… to leave her; why?" tears came down his face as Tomoyo' eyes widened 'she couldn't have, could she? No she wouldn't pretend to be gone from here to be out of our lives for ever just so I wouldn't stop to help her, why?' She couldn't stop the tears that fell, she felt selfish for wishing her friend not to have done so. Sakura wanted her son to be safe, and Tomoyo knew that she was only doing so to protect him.
"She new she was going sweetie, she wanted you to be safe so she let you go because she wanted you to make It." holding in the ache of her heart as she kissed his head and continued on walking.
Looking up she saw a car door open and was ready to turn and run, but the man that stepped out of it stopped her from doing so.
The man walked forward and onto the side walk, placing Xiao Ling down and telling him to look forward the man fell to his knees crying with his arms wide open. Once Xiao Ling looked his eyes opened and then closed several times before finally giving a small grin and running into his fathers arms.
Syaoran held his son in his arms for the first time in a month and a half. Lifting his sons face up with his right hand he smiled.
"Your okay?" straining his voice,
"Daddy, I don't want to go to camp anymore, okay?" tears running down his tiny face,
"Yeah, okay." Smiling down at him he picked him up and walked back to the car with Tomoyo following; the one person missing never mentioned because the question had been answered already.
-Eirol-
Sitting in the old Kinomoto house, dust sitting on every piece of furniture, looking at the stairs and then to the opening of the kitchen his heart hurt. Tomoyo had called his cell phone and told him everything, about how Sakura was a hacker and was partnered up with Tomoyo, about the business trips that were really projects or missions that they went on. He was told about Sakura's death and was asked not to say anything because Syaoran already knew and he nor his son needed to hear about it just then.
The front door knob jiggled and finally opened greeting the newcomers with the smell of dust and old furniture; the light from the open door shone in on Eirol and he could see all the particles of dust in the air and frowned. Giving up on that idea he smiled a little when everyone was in the room looking around and then put his head down ashamed.
"You didn't clean up any I see." Smiling Tomoyo walked up to him and patted his head before looking for something to clean her and Xiao Ling up with.
Shrugging for an answer Tomoyo gave up and asked Koryu to go the store to pick up some towels and a pair of shirts and pants for her and Xiao Ling, nodding in agreement he took the keys and left. Syaoran headed for the windows and opened them as well as to open the curtains, not liking the dark. Tomoyo found some of the old towels and a bottle of at least 8 years old bottle of cleaner and began to clean up some of the dust from the furniture while Syaoran ran a bath for Xiao Ling.
Eirol sat there watching her grieving for her dying for her not knowing what else he could do for her, and if he doesn't know how to help her then how is he going to help his best friend?
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