Cinderkura

Part 34

Written by: miss.so

It wasn't long until the ambulance arrived. Sakura had rushed to the door slamming it open to let the doctors and nurse in. As they lifted her father up on the convertible bed, Sakura suddenly started to get scared. She had just remembered what Fongling had said. If they ever leave the house, her father would get hurt, but Sakura reminded herself that saving her father right now was more important than what Fongling would do later.

"Hi, my name is Misaki, what's yours?" A chubby middle-aged woman red haired nurse came up to Sakura to gather information about the patient. She was dressed casually in white pants and the usual white nurse costume. To Sakura's amazement, her eyes were twinkling as she looked up at Sakura in curiosity and kindness. Her nails were painted with a glossy lavender polish and her face was clear and natural without make-up. Sakura could see the faint laugh lines on the corner of her eyes. Her thin shoulder length hair was pulled into a ponytail with a lavender hair band. A southern accent accompanied her sounding voice.

"Uh..." Sakura was still shaking and she seemed at a lost for words.

"Take a deep breath dear. Is that man your father?" Misaki smiled. "You have no need to be scared" Sakura looked up with her teary eyes. 'If only I can be as calm as her' Her body was still shaking from the shock but she tried to find her lost voice. Taking a deep breath, she answered.

"Y-yes, he's my father. My n-name is Sakura Kinomoto, and my f-father's name is Fujitaka Kinomoto (is that his name?)" Sakura's voice shook with fear.

"There's nothing to worry about, your father will be fine. We-"The nurse gestured to the rest of the ambulance team with her hand "-believe your father was poisoned, but we have to do a full body check to make sure what kind of poison it is" Misaki assured smiling brightly.

Sakura felt slightly calmer. "W-what kind of poison is it?" Flashing back at the image of the poison sizzling in the sink, Sakura shivered. 'Could Fongling have fed dad more poison without my knowing?' Sakura thought. What else is she capable of doing?

"We are now preparing to leave for the hospital, are you coming?" Misaki asked brightly holding out her hand for Sakura.

Sakura reached out and took her hand. She was sixteen, but she needed some comfort now and then. Sakura sensed nothing as she past the front door. 'That's strange, I should feel some magic if Fongling cast a spell on it' Sakura thought. 'Unless Fongling's magic is really strong" A breeze ruffled Sakura's hair. It had grown longer since she last cut it and it was now up to her shoulders whereas she liked it shorter. Enjoying the light breeze, Sakura tried to remember the last time she had been outside. 'The last time I've been outside was.... I've been outside the time Fongling let me shop for food' She didn't know why she was thinking these things while her father was sick and in pain but she felt a sort of calmness to the whole situation. Something told her that everything was going to be all right. 'How do I know that?' Sakura's mind shifted to reject that feeling. 'Don't you want your father to be alright?!' Sakura's head screamed.

"Of course" She whispered.

"What?" Misaki looked down at Sakura. "What did you say dear?"

"N-nothing" Sakura looked up startled that Misaki was paying attention to her. Misaki smiled.

As they climbed into the ambulance, Sakura took her father's hand.

"It's gonna be okay dad. I'm sorry about what happened today. I may have been too naïve, but I didn't want this to happen --, I never would! Dad!!" Sakura cried as she laid her head on her dad's chest while Misaki patted her hand gently.

"He's going to be fine. We have injected your father with some pain relieving medicine; he won't be suffering from his pain for a while" Misaki assured.

"Thank you" Sakura whispered.

"Things like this happen all the time... I had a daughter named Yumiro who had passed away recently because of an untreated fever. She was your age" Misaki started to tell her tale of woe.

Sakura looked up. "I'm sorry"

"Don't be sorry. It's not your fault, but my husband and I dealt with it even though it was hard because we both know that life is only a stage in life and that Yumiro probably continued onto another stage before us, but your father is not like that. My comrades and me know for certain your father will be alive. From what I see, your father is suffering from a short term dose of poison and the effect is screening and resurfacing and it is a good thing its not long term – or it would have been worse"

"Do you know when your dad was like this?" Misaki laid her eyes on Sakura kindly.

"I –"She didn't know what to say. Was she supposed to have said: 'Yes, I know when my father was like this, and its happened for a long time too, except that I've been too scared to call help'.

Sighing, Sakura pulled herself together. It would've been better if she could tell someone all that has been happening since. 'If he was here, would I have the strength to tell him?' Sakura asked herself.

"What's the matter?" Misaki asked. "If you don't want to tell me, you don't have too"

"Mm" Sakura answered tersely.

They reached the hospital quite quickly as the back doors swung open to invite the light of the sunset into the once dark space. Sakura covered her eyes with her arm.

"Come on Sakura, get out" Misaki lead Sakura down gently as the doctors and nurses lifted her father down to the ground smoothly. Sakura followed the doctors into the hospital and the elevator lifted them onto the second floor to room 216.

"The doctor will see your dad soon okay? I've gotta go see to other patients. Take care" Misaki stood in thought for a moment. "See you later" She winked.

Sakura smiled faintly, then pulled a chair over to her father and sat down to grasp her father's hand.

"Dad, it's going to be okay" Sakura whispered as she fell asleep by her fathers side.

-Syaoran-

He slumped onto his bed. He read a book. He did some math. He went outside. He practiced fighting. He ran. He sat on the grass. He scratched his head. He pulled his fingers through his hair. He ran up to the tallest tower in the kingdom. He counted the houses with red markings. He calculated some math again. He frowned. He closed his eyes. He opened his eyes. He breathed in...................................................................................................................................................he breathed out. He breathed in. He breathed out. He breathed in. He breathed out. He breathed in. He breathed out. He inhaled. He exhaled. He inhaled. He exhaled. (A/N : Ahaha, I can do this forever. Muahahahah, but I think I ought to get back to the story. 0) He breathed in. He breathed out. He breathed in, and he breathed out. 'What did I do wrong? Who have I missed?' Prince Syaoran had thought long and hard about it for the whole evening that he hasn't had a bite to eat that evening.

"There's no wrong. I haven't missed anyone. Where is she?" Syaoran cried out loud. "Why can't I find her?"

Knock Knock.

"Who is it?" The Prince questioned.

"It's me" Said Empress Yelan.

"Who?" Syaoran asked obvious clueless about who it was.

"Me, your mother. Have you already forgotten me?"

Syaoran's eyes widened as he scanned the room. Clothes where scattered everywhere around the room, on the floor, on and under the covers of his bed, over his desk, table, and chairs. 'My, I didn't know I had so much clothing' Syaoran had just surprised himself. The room stunk of sweat from his clothes and he obviously hadn't taken a bath recently because he had been so obsessed about finding his cherry blossom.

"Anou......... (well, er..) of course not" Syaoran sweatdropped. How was he supposed to clean up the room in just a few seconds?

"Then open the door"

"Ii-e! (means 'no') Uh, I mean... hold on for a sec!" Syaoran scrambled to pick up any clothing he could see and is, more noticeable.

He quickly grabbed all the available clothing he could see and lifted the mountain of clothes up in his arms, and shoved them into his already bulging closet and struggled to close it, and was successful.

"Syaoran! What is going on in there? Open the door!" His mother commanded.

"Coming!" Syaoran picked up some of his pants and pushed them under his covers and some under the bed.

"You would not like it if I break open the door" His mother warned as she started to lift her arm.

Whoosh. The door opened quickly and smoothly as the wind from the door brushed up between the both of them. Syaoran splattered a smile up on his face to cover up his doing.

"What is going on in there?" Syaoran's mother questioned.

"Nothing"

Empress Yelan's eyes narrowed as she attempted to enter the room. Syaoran opened the door wider so she could enter.

Gasp.

"Syaoran!! What has happened in here!" Syaoran's mother screamed in horror.

The Prince glanced around his room and gulped. 'I can't believe I didn't see that' Syaoran thought in alarm.

"What happened to the walls?"

There were streaks of red chalk all around the room and some were shaped of hands. Prince Syaoran's handprints. He obviously had touched the wall before he washed his hands.

"Uh........" Prince Syaoran scratched the back of his head and laughed.

Empress Yelan looked sternly to her son. "I will ask Suki to come and clean your room" She was about to leave but looked thoughtful and turned around again. "Watch out for your closet, it might collapse on you" Then she turned and left with a last glance at the bulging closet.

Syaoran smiled in relief and collapsed on the floor in fatigue, eyes swirling from the exhausting work out.

-Sakura-

'Sakura' Sakura's eyes shot open and she lifted her head and glanced at her father in relief, but was torn to see her father lying in the hospital bed stone still and motionless, and with eyes closed. Sakura sighed and her eyes filled with hot tears. 'Dad hadn't called to me, it was my imagination' She thought sadly to herself.

(All of a sudden, Mr. Kinomoto woke up and jumped off the bed energetically and hugged Sakura. "Dad!!" Sakura cried as she got up and came into her father's arms. A/N: No, sorry, that's not how the story goes.)

Sakura could only pray that her father would wake up. 'What has Fongling done?' Sakura cried.

"What did I do wrong?" Sakura called out. "I followed your every order" She whispered.

Misaki watched from the door in despair as Sakura cried unaware of her standing near the door. Although Misaki has seen this behavior everyday, Sakura seemed different, as if she blamed herself for what happened. Seeing Sakura clearly for the first time, Misaki noticed that Sakura's clothes, shoes and appearance seemed more old-fashioned then other girls that have come in. She walked forward and knelt down beside Sakura. Sakura lifted her head to stare at Misaki with her torn look and Misaki pulled Sakura's head down to her shoulder and embraced her, as Misaki's tears rolled down her face also as they both cried for each other.

There, I'm done. Hope you guys don't mind that its not part of the main plot. I think I described too much about Sakura's hospital visit. Yeah, please read and review.