Thanks to Kitty Meow-Mix23, lil-yoshimi, melomelon, and UreyEz13.
I'll try really hard not to revise anything.
It doesn't seem like many people read this...don't know if I should continue...
Chapter Two
When Sakura awoke, she found that a breakfast of eggs and bacon had already been delivered.
Getting off the bed, she walked into the bathroom, which she noticed had no mirror. Instead, a piece of sturdy silvery material rested on the countertop.
She supposed they didn't want her punching the mirror or cutting herself with the shards.
She stepped into the shower and realized that she couldn't drown herself either; there was no plug to stop the flow of water.
Instead of a shower curtain, a door blocked off the shower entrance.
'What do they think I am, suicidal?'
By the time she got back to her room, her breakfast was already cold, but she hungrily gulped it down anyways. She hadn't tasted food so rich in so long. Mostly, she ate instant noodles, because she couldn't afford much.
Looking around the room, she got depressed already. She was going to be stuck here for who knows how long without anything to do.
Sakura spotted the television remote laying a few metres away. The tv turned on to a news channel. She sat through the one-hour program and not once did they mention a missing woman.
'Figures.'
She was startled when the door opened. Li Syaoran stepped into the room.
After a sweeping glance at the room and not seeing any trouble, he left as abruptly as he had come. Sakura noticed he hadn't locked the door and quickly opened it.
What she saw surprised her. The whole mansion was bare. There were no decorations on the blank walls and everything was just...well blank.
Sakura frowned as she felt something move against her ankle. That didn't feel normal...
Lifting up the leg of the pajama bottoms, she saw a black hoop around her ankle. There was a faint blinking light on it.
After a close examination, she discovered it was a tracking bracelet. Ugh.
Sakura continued to wander the house, but found nothing of interest. All she saw were empty rooms.
It was only until she got downstairs that she found the most beautiful sight she had ever seen in her life...
The garden in the backyard was truly wonderful.
Sakura trees and flowers surrounded a vast, sparkling lake. She had never seen anything like this, not even in magazines.
Stepping over a pile of leaves, she saw something almost as shocking as her discovery...or rather...someone...
Syaoran
He heard the rustle of leaves behind him and he turned around and saw Sakura, still in the pajamas she had worn to bed.
He saw confusion register in her face and she hesitated, so it surprised him when she sat down next to him.
Sakura expected him to do or say something, but nothing happened. They both sat there, enjoyed the scenery in silence until Sakura broke it.
"What's your name?"
He didn't know why she wanted to know that.
It wasn't like they were going to be on speaking terms much, and there was no way she thought she could escape to authorities. The electrical fences surrounding the property could easily be seen from anywhere.
He chose to ignore her.
She didn't seem like she really expected him to give her an answer.
She didn't know why he had to be so cold. Even though she might seem like it herself, she was nowhere as distant as he was.
She sat there, contemplating, until she heard his voice say, "Li Syaoran."
She didn't know what to say, so she didn't say anything. Not a single word was exchanged and the hours crept by.
The sky turned into a deep midnight blue colour and Sakura started to get sleepy, yet she didn't want to go back into her room. She felt so trapped there, whereas she felt so alive out here. Kind of ironic, since she would probably die here.
Syaoran was staring off into nothing when he felt something drop onto his shoulder. He looked down to see Sakura's head resting gently there while she dozed off. Her face had a look of serenity on it and she looked so comfortable.
He stiffened. He had been void of human contact for so long that even something as simple as this made him very uncomfortable. It was like there was something nasty on his shoulder that he just had to get rid of.
Syaoran slipped out from under Sakura's head and a groan of protest escaped her lips.
He walked away and returned with a blanket for her, then turned and went inside to catch up on his own sleeping.
It was a very warm night, so he had no trouble leaving Sakura outside.
He knew he had wasted a good opportunity for a romantic moment, but just the thought of those two words made him blanch.
He had no idea how he was going to fulfill this mission, but he couldn't let his last one be the first he couldn't complete.
'I will succeed,' he thought with determination.
Morning
Syaoran awoke to the sound of rain splattering against his window. He looked outside, but was barely able to see anything through the heavy downpour.
'Shit. Sakura,' he thought. He couldn't let anything happen to her or else he'd suffer for it.
Syaoran quickly ran outside into the place where he had left Sakura. The rain pelted down on his body and soaked him to the bones.
He gently picked Sakura up and felt her shaking in his arms. She was light as a feather.
'Probably another one of those stupid anorexic girls.'
Her hands clutched his jacket and she held tight, even though she wasn't awake.
Syaoran brought her back into his room. He laid her on the bed and that was when he got a good look at her.
Her face was drained of all colour, except her lips, which had turned a ghastly shade of blue.
Despite the warm heat of the room, she was shivering violently. Syaoran tucked her into his blankets and put an extra one over her small body.
He called the doctor hired by his boss, who promised he'd be over as soon as possible.
For the next hour, Syaoran sat by the bed, waiting for the doctor to arrive. When he did, he was given a murderous glare.
"What the hell took you so long?"
The doctor quivered under Syaoran's gaze and quickly apologized, his words tripping over each other.
He took out his medical kit and took Sakura's temperature. He lifted her arm to take her blood pressure and paused when he saw all the scars on her arms.
"She has pneumonia," the doctor concluded. "Give her these pills twice a day, one in the morning and one at night. She should stay in her room."
The doctor hesitated, then said, "I would also advice you not to give her any more physical abuse. She is already very weak."
Seeing the look on Syaoran's face, he knew he had said the wrong thing.
"I would never touch that disgusting piece of shit," Syaoran spat. He didn't know why he said that, but he felt a need to justify himself so that the doctor wouldn't get any wrong ideas.
'Why the hell am I explaining to a doctor? I could care less what he thinks.'
The doctor nodded and packed up his things. When he was at the door, he turned around and meekly asked Syaoran for his pay.
Instead of money, he got a glare.
"Do you value money more...or your life?"
The doctor gulped and got out of there as fast as he could.
Syaoran carried Sakura back to her own room and laid her on the bed, then went to get her medicine.
Sakura
As soon as she heard the door close, Sakura opened her eyes. She felt like shit and couldn't stop shivering.
Her mind was hazy and all she could remember before waking up with a doctor prodding at her was being in the garden with Syaoran.
She must've fallen asleep there. Syaoran had probably left her there all night...no big deal...she was always just left there alone anyways...
Sakura noticed her clothes were wet and quickly changed into a sweater and a warm pair of pants.
As soon as she changed, the door opened and Syaoran walked in carrying a glass of water. He gave her the glass and a small white tablet.
"Medicine. You have pneumonia."
Sakura nodded and popped the pill in her mouth. She wished he would just leave already, but no...he sat there staring at her.
Her cheeks burned up, but not from her sickness. She was mad.
She had heard what he said about her. 'I would never touch that disgusting piece of shit.'
She barely knew him, but those words hurt more than anything. When she had heard him speak so coldly, she had never felt so unloved in her life.
Her chest constricted and she felt like throwing up, though she had only ate breakfast that day.
"You can go now...I took the stupid medicine...no need to watch over me." There was a bitter edge in her voice, like she knew she wasn't worth his time.
Syaoran opened his mouth to speak, but Sakura cut off him.
"I'm fine, I don't need you here. GO!"
'Stupid women and their PMS,' he thought.
"No, you're not fine. You're sick and I'm going to make sure you don't do something stupid."
"Why do you care anyways?" she retorted.
That was a good question...why did he care? He didn't know, so he said the first thing that came to mind.
"If anything happens to you, it'll be my fault."
Sakura took his words in slowly, processing them through her mind. Did he actually care about what happened to her? Why would he?
"If you get sick and die or something, I'll be responsible and I'll be punished. That's just my job," continued Syaoran.
Sakura's anger rose. She should've known he wouldn't give a shit about her.
Syaoran watched Sakura's face carefully. There was something there that he had never seen her express before. Hurt.
Why would she be hurt? He was pondering that but Sakura's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Please leave. Please." She sounded so desperate that he didn't really want to be in the same room as her and have to see her face like that, so he did as she asked.
Sakura released all her anger and tears as soon as he had gone. She had never shed tears in so long, but after only a few days of meeting him, she cried over him.
She was mad at him for being such a bastard and mad at herself for caring. Why should she anyways?
The only things she knew about him was his name and that her sad life would be ended by him.
Sakura buried herself in her blankets and cried herself to sleep.
'Does it hurt to die? It seems like it hurts much more to stay alive.'
Syaoran ran a hand over his messy chestnut hair and sighed. Why the hell was Sakura so mad anyways? Because he left her alone in the garden? Geez, it was her fault for falling asleep there anyways.
He decided to check on her, just in case she did try to do something stupid, though he had no idea how she could.
There was nothing in that room, or the mansion that she could possibly hurt herself with.
Slowing opening the door, he walked in to see Sakura was sound asleep. Just as he was about to leave though, he saw something kind of shimmering on her face and took a closer look.
He saw tear trails running down her face. Why would she be crying? Did she miss her friends and family? But she never seemed to care before and she had said that no one cared about her...
Syaoran left the room and decided he would never understand other people, nor would he ever try to again. It was confusing him.
Just then, his sensitive hearing picked up on strange noises coming from outside...
Sounds of torturous screaming filled Sakura's ears as she slowly opened her eyes. She knew she shouldn't, but curiosity got the best of her.
After all, she didn't really care what happened to her... She followed the sounds, which led her outside a closed door.
Preparing herself for a gruesome sight, she slowly turned the doorknob...and that's exactly what she got.
Charred bodies laid on the floor in front of her, so badly brunt she couldn't make out the details. Pieces of skin laid on the floor next to the bloody, all shriveled and wrinkled.
The musty smell of burning filled her nose and she turned away in disgust...
...to come face to face with Li Syaoran.
Syaoran looked back and forth between Sakura and the charred remains.
"You're not suppose to be out of bed," he said angrily.
"Don't tell me what I can and can't do. What happened here?" she said, just as angry.
"None of your fucking business."
"You killed them, didn't you? You just burned them and..." Sakura trailed off, unsure of how to finish.
"I had to," said Syaoran, his voice the same as always. He didn't bother explaining and threw a few lit matches to get rid of the remains.
Sakura turned away, not able to watch the horrific sight before her.
She didn't understand how a person could so emotionlessly kill another without a second thought. Then again, she couldn't understand how someone could even be as emotionless as the man behind her.
He had just left them in the room to die...just like Sakura had been. How could someone do that? He didn't deserve to live...and yet, he took away the innocent lives of others.
Blinking back tears, Sakura brushed past Syaoran. He could see the glistening in her eyes and shook his head.
'What a weakling.'
He followed her back to her room to make sure she obeyed the doctor's orders. He couldn't let her health deteriorate; that would prove too troublesome for him. He was sick and tired of baby-sitting her.
As he as he went through the door, Sakura turned her angry emerald orbs at him.
He could see a hint of fear in those eyes and he scoffed. He couldn't kill her yet anyways, which he told her.
"I don't fear death," was her reply.
He knew that was a lie, because she had no other reason to be afraid.
As if reading his thoughts, Sakura said, "It's not you I'm scared of...it was the body."
That was the truth because after seeing the brunt flesh, Sakura realized she could've been that body four years ago. Thinking about that, a question popped into her head.
'Might as well know now...'
"How are you going to kill me?"
He was amused by that question. No one had ever asked him that before.
It all depended on his mood, if he was angry that day, he'd go for slow torture with the works; guns, knives, hard metal spikes, and whatever his twisted mind could come up with.
If he was in an okay mood, he'd probably just shoot her, fast, simple, and painless.
"Who says I'm going to kill you?"
Sakura rolled her eyes.
"What do you take me for, stupid? I'm know you're not getting let me off home free. Why don't you just kill me right now? No one is going to pay a random for me."
Syaoran didn't actually know any details, but he wasn't going to tell her that. She needed to think he was in charge.
"Stop saying all the bull about no one caring about you, you're attention starved aren't you? I don't give a shit about your stupid life."
Sakura wanted to say he didn't care about anything and that he was a narrow-minded jackass, but she kept her mouth shut. She just wanted him as far away from her as possible.
Syaoran gave her one last glare before he exited the room, after forcing a sleeping pill into her mouth.
This was the most annoying job he had ever gotten. Most people he got to kill in a few days and he had never bothered to talk to them, so why did he have to start now?
His phone rang and he looked at it to see the name Daidouji Tomoyo flashing across the screen.
"How's it going?" the annoying voice of Tomoyo asked. She sounded like she was trying to sound sultry and alluring but she failed miserably.
"Fine." Syaoran forced out. "What do you want?"
"Aw...can't I call you just for the fun of it? I'm hurt. So...are you getting anywhere close yet?"
"Listen, you bitch. I'll do my job, just leave me alone."
"Fine. Don't have to get all touchy. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know there's been a change of plans. Seems like no one will pay for the slut. Do as we planned and kill her and you'll get all the money, in cash. Fail, and you get nothing," said Tomoyo, her voice indicating she was pissed off.
Syaoran heard the dial tone on the other end and hung up. He spoke obscenities under his breath, but his thoughts were on the girl across the hall from him.
'Kinomoto Sakura, what am I going to do about you?'
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