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FlowerLover No, this story has 8 chapters, including epilogue. On it'll show up as 9 chapters, including epilogue. I think…not sure yet...
EKoolcat369 o0 If that chapter made you cry, I'll think you'll cry much more for this one…
SakK It's okay that you didn't review every chapter. As you'll see in this chapter, Syaoran won't kill Sakura…but…well keep reading!
Here's a somewhat long chapter. I tried not to space it out so much this time. Hope I didn't drag it out too much.
Chapter Six
'Tomorrow, it will all be over, and I won't have to think about this anymore.'
Why did that thought leave him feeling so empty instead of glad?
Why? Why did his heart beat faster around Sakura? Why did he feel so weird, yet so comfortable? Why was it every time she spoke, he couldn't help but concentrate more on her voice than her words?
Why did he have this strange longing to be around her all the time? Why had he felt so angry when he thought Sakura had feelings for some other guy?
Ever since Sakura entered his life, it was as if she had turned it upside down. Nothing made much sense to him anymore. He had been in control for so long that he didn't know what to do now. Ugh, why did he have to feel this way?
'Because you love her,' his mind stated simply.
Syaoran was taken aback, which rarely happened. He scoffed.
'I don't love her. I hate her. She's childish. She's annoying and whines too much. I don't even know what love is.'
'Fool. What you're feeling right now is love.'
'Oh, shut up. Why am I talking to a voice inside my head anyways? I must be going insane.'
The voice obeyed, but Syaoran found the quiet a little disturbing. It gave him so many things to think about, and right now, he was in no mood to think.
Love. What a stupid thing. He couldn't love anyone, least of all Sakura Kinomoto.
That girl represented everything he hated: anything bubbly and happy. Actually, he hated everything, and Sakura was kind of cold sometimes, but that was beside the point.
There had to be a logical explanation for this…besides love. After all, love was for hopeless fools who had nothing better to do than create a fantasy for themselves.
But this, this wasn't a fantasy. It was real. His feelings were real. And suddenly, he knew.
This feeling… It hit him like a ton of bricks. His mind denied it, but he heart eventually won. Li Syaoran was in love…
How could he be sure, though? Maybe this was just some weird thing that'll pass. Maybe it had nothing to do with love at all. He was just overanalyzing everything. Li Syaoran couldn't love.
Yet…the feelings he had, came straight from the heart. Before he met Sakura, he wasn't even sure if he had a heart. But whenever he was around her, he could feel something in his chest leap. If that wasn't his heart, then what was it?
He always seemed to be comparing life from before he met Sakura to now and it was driving him crazy.
He hadn't noticed how much his life had changed upon meeting the emerald-eyed beauty. Changes that he couldn't even describe because he couldn't understand them.
His life used to make so much sense…now it was all just a mess. He knew that's what emotions did to people…it screwed their whole lives up. He knew…but he still succumbed to them. It wasn't even like he had a choice. It was so gradual he hadn't even noticed.
Why did he have to figure that out now? If he had just killed her sooner, this never would've happened. He could never kill her now…he doubt he could've looked in her eyes and denied his feelings, let alone end her life.
It would no doubt haunt him for the rest of his life. This was stupid. He had no trouble killing someone without a second thought, but he couldn't even imagine hitting a measly girl.
He looked at the clock. Eleven a.m. Shit. Tomoyo was coming in a few hours. He had to escape with Sakura. There was a hidden shack in the woods leading out of this town, about a half hour away.
They would be safe for a few hours, then he'd put Sakura in a secure place, while he went and eliminated Tomoyo, his boss, and any of his fellow killers. That would be easy. They barely had any training, because all the attention was focused on Syaoran. His boss really was stupid.
He quickly packed a few things and barged into Sakura's room, waking her up from a peaceful night of sleep. He began throwing her things into a small bag, while explaining that Tomoyo was coming and that they better get out of here, quick.
Sakura was instantly ready. The two took one last glance around them and headed for the front door. Before they even opened it, someone had opened it from the other side. Only one other person had keys to the house…
"Hellew," said Tomoyo in a pretense cheerful manner. What she really said was "Hello" but in her fake British accent. Tomoyo had the idea that it made her sound sophisticated.
She looked better than the last time they saw her. Her concealer managed to cover up the last of her bruises, but you could still see a tint of purple on her skin, making it look like some disgusting disease.
She eyed in small bag in Syaoran's hand and looked back and forth between him and Sakura and made a tsking noise, It made her sound like a hissing cat.
"Here I came, hoping to surprise you and you planned to stand me up. I should've known this would happen. Syaoran, didn't I warn you not to fall under her spell?"
Syaoran was shooting daggers at Tomoyo, but he calmed down when he felt Sakura's hand squeeze his.
"Get out of the way before I do something we all regret," he said calmy. He wouldn't actually regret it, but anyways…
Tomoyo laughed, as if the thought of her life ending was hilarious. She turned her gaze down to Syaoran's hand, which was clutching Sakura's.
Her eyes gleamed and her pouty lips formed a smile that could only be described as evil.
"I see you still haven't told Sakura our little deal," she said in a voice dripping with sweetness.
Sakura felt Syaoran's hand tighten around hers as he looked at her worriedly. He reached for his gun, which didn't seem to faze Tomoyo.
Tomoyo's next words were directed at Sakura. "If he shoots that thing at me, what will I have to lose? The only one here losing will be you. You don't know his secret do you?"
Syaoran pointed his gun straight at her face, but was stopped by Sakura.
"You don't have anything to lose because you're a worthless piece of shit. I don't have to know all his secrets. He'll tell me when he's ready too."
"Well, if he kills me just because I'll blab something, that means he doesn't want you to hear it, right? And what could possibly be so bad that he one he loves can't know?"
Tomoyo could see the hesitation on Sakura's face and she knew she had won.
"Don't you dare," bit out Syaoran, once again raising the gun to her face.
"Wait," said Sakura. "I want to hear this. If we're going to be serious, I'll find out about this eventually. Might as well know now. Besides, there's nothing she can say that'll change the way I feel about you."
Syaoran cringed, and considered shooting Tomoyo right then and there, but he knew Sakura had to know. He could only hope he could convince her it was all in the past…
"Sakura," he said gravely. "I just wanted to let you know…that no matter what Tomoyo says, whether true or not, that…I..lo-love you." There. He had finally admitted it.
"I already know," said Sakura with a small smile.
Tomoyo listened in disgust and decided she couldn't stand listening to their crap anymore.
"Listen here, you bitch. Syaoran doesn't love you. It was all part of our deal. He breaks your heart, he gets paid big time. Looks like he succeeded. Now it's time for you to die."
"You honestly think I'm going to believe that? Syaoran wouldn't do that. You know, not everyone in this world is as selfish as you are." Sakura looked at Syaoran for support, but he had his eyes closed and regret on his handsome face.
"Syaoran? Come on, you know I don't believe her. I know you aren't like that."
Syaoran opened his eyes and Sakura could see pain in those deep amber orbs she loved so much.
"Sakura," he said in a hoarse whisper. "I didn't mean to- I didn't know it would be this way, please just forgive me…"
"Forgive you for what? What do you mean you didn't mean to?" Everyone could hear the panic in Sakura's voice.
"Tomoyo, what she said, it's true…But I promise you, it wasn't meant to be like that…"
Sakura couldn't even hear what he was saying anymore. The room was spinning and everything was so blurry…
Everything Tomoyo fed her, that was true? No…it couldn't be…Syaoran wouldn't betray her… He loved her…didn't he? That bastard…it wasn't meant to be like this? That what was it meant to be as?
Tomoyo smirked in satisfaction, finally seeing Sakura's face crumble and fall.
Sakura snatched the gun out of Syaoran's hand and he thought she was going to shoot him with it, but no, she pointed it at Tomoyo's forehead and the next thing he knew, there were five loud shots and then Tomoyo's brains and blood were splattered on the wall.
Judging by her steady hand and the accuracy of her shot, Syaoran knew this wasn't the first time Sakura had held a gun. He couldn't believe Sakura had just done that. Killing someone was against her nature. Maybe he didn't know as much about her as he thought he had..
The gun dropped to the floor, along with Sakura's body. She looked up at Syaoran, and he saw that her eyes were dry, but they had so many emotions swimming in them.
"Please…tell me this isn't true. This is just a nightmare, isn't it?" But she knew it wasn't. How could he?
…"I trusted you!" she screamed. "How could you do this to me, you're just like everyone else! I LOVED YOU! I guess it meant nothing to you, huh? I'm just an idiot, like I always am…" She fell silent, but she surprising wasn't crying. Her brain couldn't process what was happening.
Her world was crumbling…everything she thought she knew, it was fake. Now what did she have left? Nothing…nothing at all…her life was worthless.
Maybe that's why everyone in her life betrayed her…her mother, her father, Tomoyo, Eriol, and now Syaoran…everyone she thought she cared about…all left her? Why? Was she really that horrible? She must be…everyone hated her. She hated herself. What was the point of trying?
She tried so hard to please them…especially her father…but he just beat her until she was black and blue and couldn't stand…and then he'd beat her up some more for being weak…
She did everything Tomoyo asked her, sacrificing herself and her own values, dressing herself in preppy, slutty clothes Tomoyo said would make her appeal to the popular crowd. Sakura hadn't cared about any of that, but Tomoyo's friendship had been valuable to her.
Eriol had been her other best friend. She had kind of sensed he liked her as a little more than that, and she desperately wanted to get together with him, but Tomoyo held her back. She knew Tomoyo liked him, and she didn't want to ruin the bond the three shared.
But Syaoran…what she gave him was the most valuable. She gave him her everything…everything that she had left and everything she treasured…her heart and soul. But all he had done was crush it, and now she was nothing but an empty shell.
All her life, all she did was give and give, but received nothing in return. She hadn't expected anything but friendship and gratitude. She was so, so naïve.
Syaoran felt his heart being squeezed as he listened to her talk and saw the state she was in, knowing it was all his fault. She said she loved him. Loved…which meant she didn't anymore…
How could everything change in just a few minutes? She had said nothing would change her feelings for her…but the line between love and hate really was thin…
He looked at Sakura's pained face and limp body and it hurt him beyond words to see her like that. He would've preferred physical pain to this any day. This pain was a hundred times worse.
It was like someone had reached into his chest with a spiky iron hand, ripped his heart out, smashed it into tiny bits and pieces using various torturous instruments, and then slowly sewed all the pieces back together with needle and thread. Maybe even worse.
He wanted to take all her pain away…he would've even been glad to have her pain transferred to him because he deserved pain a million times worse than whatever Sakura was feeling…because he caused all this…
"Sakura, I really love you. Please believe me. If you've never trusted me in your life, do it just this once. I would never intentionally hurt you. At first I didn't know you and-"
"Just shut up!" Sakura yelled but Syaoran continued talking, knowing it was his last chance.
"I'm sorry! I know it's not going to change much, but I really am. I couldn't help falling for you. You're the first person I've ever felt this way about. You've got to believe me!"
"SHUT UP! I HATE YOU!"
'I'm so stupid. All long, I should've known it was too good to be true. I promised I wouldn't trust again, but I opened up to him. WHY? Why didn't I learn my lesson last time?'
He said he still loved her. How could she believe that when everything between him and her was a lie. Everything he had just said was so cliché, he probably picked up lines from movies and books.
Despite everything, a small part of her longed to believe him. She didn't want to accept the truth. She knew right now, she still loved him. Her feelings towards him could not change this fast, but she would get over him. He would just be another scar on her heart in a few years.
'I'll never love again.'
The door suddenly flew open again and Syaoran's boss appeared in the doorway, along with a dozen of other serial killers.
He surveyed the scene and saw Tomoyo's dead body. Understanding clicked and he sadly shook his head.
"Syaoran, I expected more from you. Throwing everything away for a silly girl. Look, I'll give you another chance since you've done so much for me. We'll kill the girl and all is forgotten. How's that sound?"
Instead of a response, the man got a bullet to the head. Too bad his bulletproof vest hadn't been of much use.
Immediately, the room erupted in gunfire. Syaoran pushed a startled Sakura behind an upturned table and prayed for her safety.
Bullets sprayed everywhere and bodies were falling each passing second. Syaoran could barely see out of the haze of red spray. The loud gunshots resounded off the walls, turning the room into a loud echo.
Those idiots were really stupid. It was lucky for Syaoran they hadn't had much training, or else he'd be dead.
They just randomly shot, and the bullets ended up hitting their comrades instead of their target. The fact that they barely knew how to hold a gun properly added to their ignorance.
It seemed like hours before silence came. Syaoran looked at the bodies before him. Had he really taken on twenty men? It seemed too surreal. He gratefully said a thanks to the heavens.
Seconds later, he heard the sound of a gun going off followed by a feminine cry. Frantically, he looked around for Sakura and what he saw made his blood turn cold and his body freeze. He was sure his heart stopped right then.
An injured man had used the last of his strength to lift his gun and the bullet had somehow managed to strike Sakura…
Syaoran felt the air leave his lungs. This couldn't be happening…that girl couldn't be Sakura, laying there looking so helpless and lifeless, drenched in her blood and the blood of others.
Sakura couldn't leave him…he never got her to truly realize how much she meant to him… She couldn't…she was his everything…
Without her…
…He didn't even want to think what he'd do without her, because chances were, he couldn't live if she wasn't with him.
Hurrying over to Sakura's body, Syaoran hoped it wasn't too late…
Lol, looks like I wasn't busy after all. I think the next chapters might be short. Depends. And I'm still not exactly sure of the number of chapters, but it should be 8. Thanks again to reviewers. Fast update cuz of you people :D. Somehow, I think I'm going to get reviews/flames that say "How could you do that?" for this chapter. Go right ahead, but I've already decided the ending of this story. More details next chapter.
