The Ward
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Nothing I tell you! Um, except for the characters I created, of course ^.-
Chapter Five: Bitter Revenge
Up until he became a student intern at the Tomoeda Psychiatric Ward, Syaoran visited Sakura for as long as they would permit her. He brought her everything he could to lighten up her day, and soon her room became packed with flowers, chocolates, teddy bears, and every other thing he could possibly think of. When they put him to work, he would finish his task as quickly as possible, then run to see her.
The doctors watched them closely trying to figure out the connection between the intern and the patient. Sakura's own two doctors sat outside her room, watching her and Li, both of them lost in their own thoughts.
"That boy - he's been making Kinimoto-san a lot happier. You know we can't have that, right?" the second doctor asked.
"Yeah, I know, Kale. We need to have her in a quiet, miserable state for all the experiments to take place. If she acts this happy, we won't be able to keep her here... which means we'll never find out what she is," the first one answered, deep in thoughts.
"Then get rid of the boy, Senji!" Dr. Kale shouted.
"Don't you think I would've done that already if I could? I found out he's a Li. SYAORAN Li, of all Li's as well. He's supposed to be the next leader of that Li clan. Not to mention, we need his mother's contributions to this place, if we want to keep going with the simplest experiments. If we got rid of him, you can say goodbye to those contributions," Dr. Senji added.
"So what do we do then?" Kale asked.
"I'm sure he'll screw something up... We'll just have to keep a close eye on him and his friends," Senji answered.
***
Niyara kicked the air in front of her angrily. She was sprawled across her bed, tearing up everything she could in her room. It seemed that since her engagement with Syaoran, all she could do was fume in anger. She threw a pillow against the wall and growled in anger.
"How dare he kiss a girl - in front of me, no less!" she shouted.
She felt a single tear spill down her cheek and careless wiped it away. She had to win him over... she just had to!
*** Flashback ***
Niyara lay on the floor of her bedroom, her legs on the bed. She was reading a magazine of some sort, and listening to the blazing music she'd put on in her room. She was completely oblivious to the soft knocks on the door.
She heard the door slam close and looked up to see her mother, Xerina Hisumi, at the door, frowning at her. "Honestly, Niyara, when will you grow up? Get off the floor and act like a lady! And come into the kitchen, your father and I have to talk to you."
Niyara followed her mother into the kitchen, a confused expression plastered on her pretty face. What could they want to talk to her about? Upon entering, her father became very serious and stern.
"Sit, Niyara."
Niyara did as she was told and stared at them. "What is it? Is something wrong?" she asked.
Her mother shook her head and smiled. "No, we have wonderful news for you, dear."
"You're to get married," her father said bluntly.
"Honestly! You could have let me say it," her mother said, flashing him a dirty look.
"Wait, what do you mean I'm getting married? I'm not even dating anyone right now!" Niyara shouted.
"We arranged it. Your mother's friend, Yelan Li, has a handsome young son, and wants for him to get married. We told her about you, and she agreed that if the two of you spent some time, you'd get along fine. You're getting older, Niyara, and it would do you some good to settle down," her father said softly, his eyes downcast.
"What do you mean I'm getting older? Everyone gets older, daddy, I'm only 18!" she shouted, obviously unhappy with this predicament.
"You don't understand, Niyara, they're the Li clan. They're loaded," he said.
"If you marry that boy, you'll never have to worry about anything for the rest of your life. And I know the kind of boys that you date, Niyara, and none of the ever have the kind of taste or resources that this boy does," her mother added.
"I don't want to marry him!" she shouted.
"You're marrying him, end of discussion. If you come back home unmarried, we're kicking you out of the house, got it? You're too old to be relying on us all the time, and you've never even had a job! Its time you learned to take care of yourself," her father said, walking out of the room.
Niyara looked at her mother in shock, holding back tears. "This isn't right," she said, her voice choked with tears.
Her mother shook her head softly. "You need this Niyara... Just get married to the boy."
*** End Flashback ***
Niyara sighed softly and buried her face in a pillow. She had to get married; she didn't know how else she could take care of herself. She heard a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" she asked, her voice muffled, all the anger in it now gone.
"Meilin. We're going out for dinner! Tomoyo's going to meet us," she said, walking away.
Going out, eh? This was the perfect way to show Syaoran her charms. She rummaged through her closet until she found a short, low-cut, dark-red dress. She tried on many different shoes, until she found just the right pair of dark-red pumps. After fixing herself up a little, she grabbed her purse and ran out of the room.
Syaoran looked as handsome as ever, dressed in a sharp, black suit. Meilin put on a casual, sleeveless, blood-red dress, and matching shoes. She looked at Niyara and frowned. "Red's my color!" she said, pouting.
Niyara winked at her. "Whatever, Meilin. Let's go," she said, whistling happily. There was no way she was going to let them know how this got to her - not yet.
Meilin rolled her eyes, and grabbed Syaoran. "Let's go - and try to keep her calm, ok? I might end up decking her if she gets on my nerves," she said, letting go of him.
Syaoran gulped and nodded. He had never fared well in girl-fights.
*** After Dinner *** (A/N: Eh heh, I'm lazy, I know! Nothing that important, anyways)
Syaoran walked into the hotel room, obviously ticked off. Niyara followed him, carrying the same look. Meilin closed the door and went into the living room, looking rather careless.
"Damn it, Syaoran, I was being the nicest I could!"
"You spilled your drink AND that pasta all over Tomoyo!"
"It was an accident, get that through your head!"
"An accident?! Don't make me laugh, Niyara, I was watching you the entire time!"
"Ugh, whatever! I'm going out," she said, walking to the door.
"Pick up some groceries, will ya?" Meilin shouted from the living room.
Niyara slammed the door behind her and stomped down the stairs. It was time to pay a visit to a special someone.
***
"Niyara? What are you doing here?" Sakura asked, stroking the tattered grey teddy bear Li had given to her seven years ago.
"Sakura, dear, I'm just here to inform you of a few things," she said, placing a hand on her cheek and giving her a look of overdone sympathy.
"Okay?" she said uneasily.
"Well as you know, I'm Syaoran's beloved fiancée," she said, twisting a lock of Sakura's hair.
"W-what?" she asked, looking up in surprise. "Syaoran's fiancée? That can't be possible," she said, backing away.
"What's that? You mean Syaoran didn't tell you?!" she asked in mock surprise.
"N-no, you - you must be lying!" she said, her eyes widening in fear and hurt. "Please, please tell me you're lying," she said, a pleading look in her eyes.
"Look, Sakura, I'm sure you're a very nice girl and all but... Syaoran loves me, ok? We're getting married in a few months!" Niyara squealed happily.
"But he - he told me he loved me," Sakura said softly, holding back tears. "How could he do this to me?"
"Perhaps he's after something of yours? I'm not always informed of these things, you see, my fiancé is a rather busy man, and I don't meddle in his affairs. However, I think it's best if you forget about him, ok?" she asked, stroking Sakura's cheek.
Sakura looked up, her eyes blazing. "Don't touch me!" she shouted. "I don't know who you are, but Syaoran wouldn't do this to me - look around you! All these things he's gotten for me, just to show me he cares - why should I listen to you?!" she asked.
Niyara frowned, feeling a pang of jealously as she looked around the room. It was indeed, full of things he'd gotten her. "Don't make this harder than it has to be, dear Sakura. Ask him yourself - he'll tell you I'm his fiancée," she said, winking.
Sakura stood silently. Was it possible? Was Syaoran...cheating on her? "Why, Syaoran?"
Niyara looked at the girl with pity. "Just the other day, he referred to you as the looney he's gotta see," she said, taking her hand.
Sakura's eyes were filled with angry tears, and her fist was clenched in a tight ball. "I said - don't touch me," she said, her teeth gritted.
Niyara laughed and pinched her nose playfully. "Or what, you psycho?" she asked, still laughing.
Sakura drew back her arm, and punched her in the face. Niyara let out a scream of horror and drew back from her. "You little psycho whore!" she shouted, covering her bloody nose.
Sakura shivered in anger, fear, and the cold that she now felt within. "Leave me alone," she said quietly.
Suddenly, the two doctors ran into the room. "What happened? We heard screaming!" Kale said.
Niyara turned to look at them, giving them a clear view of her bloody nose. "This crazy b***h here just punched me in the nose!"
Dr. Senji held back a smile. "Did she now?" This was definitely enough to keep her in the ward; she attacked visitors! "Well, miss, we're very sorry, I suppose Kinimoto-san has had a hard day. I think we'll need to take her back to the labs to find out what's wrong," he said, smiling at Sakura.
Hearing those words froze Sakura in her spot. The Lab. They were taking her to the Lab... She backed into the wall and shook her head. "No, Dr. Senji, please! She - she kept touching me! I couldn't stand it! You understand, don't you?" she asked pleadingly. She saw a satisfied glint in Niyara's eyes.
Dr. Kale nodded. "Of course, Sakura. Don't worry, we're only taking you to the Lab to find out what's wrong with you. You know that, Sakura," he said, giving her a smile that chilled her to her bones.
They grabbed her by the arms. "Let me go!" she shouted, struggling to get away, knowing it was no use.
"Don't try and resist, Sakura. It's dangerous," Kale said, giving her a deathly glare.
"That's Kinimoto to you!" she said, spitting in his face.
Kale blinked and growled angrily. "As you wish." He was certainly going to have fun with this.
Senji smiled at Niyara. "We're very sorry about what happened before, but as we told Mr. Li, this is why we only allow family members - until he decided to make that exception for him and his friends. But anyway, you can go to the nurse, she'll take a look at you, at our expense."
Niyara nodded, still holding her nose with a now very bloody handkerchief. "Thank you, Dr. Senji."
While at the nurse checked out her nurse, Niyara heard Syaoran. He had probably just checked in for work.
"Where's Sakura?" his confused voice asked.
"Kinimoto-san? She's been taken to the Lab. Hey, since we're interns, I'm sure they'll let us watch, wanna go?" he heard the person ask.
"What do they do in the labs?" he asked.
"All sorts of experiments and stuff. Pretty cool to watch," the second voice answered.
Niyara looked at the nurse and smiled. "I'll be right back," she said, running outside. Syaoran gave her a questioning glance.
"What are you doing here, Niyara? And what happened to your nose?" he asked.
"That slut - the one your in love with," she said, spitting the words at him, "punched me."
Syaoran gave her a dangerous glare. "Why were you talking to her?" he asked quietly.
"You know, it's a funny thing - you didn't tell her about our engagement," Niyara said.
"Is that why she's in the Lab?!" he asked.
She nodded. "She's a psycho who can't control her temper."
Syaoran gritted his teeth. "I'll deal with you later." He looked at the intern next to him. "Take me to the labs, now," he said.
The guy nodded. "This way."
When they got to the Labs, they were informed by the receptionist that Sakura was not in the Labs. "She might be in the White Rooms. That's where they do most of the psychological experiments. The Lab is where they do more chemical and medicinal related experiments," she said, smiling. "The White Rooms are to your left."
Sakura was curled up into a little ball inside the room. Contrary to its name, this white room was actually almost pitch black. Syaoran turned to see the two doctors, watching her carefully and taking notes.
"What are you doing to her?" he asked, his voice threatening.
"Well, Mr. Li, here we're using fear as a psychological factor to wear her down, so she can't hurt anyone else. We found out in our studies that Kinimoto-san is afraid of supernatural things, such as ghosts and whatnot. With our projectiles, we'll be able to bring her fears to life," he said, almost a little sadistically.
"Let her out! The girl she attacked deserved it," Syaoran said. "You don't know the whole story!"
"Regardless, she attacked a visitor. We can't have that, now can we?"
"Let me go to her, she won't do it again!" Syaoran pleaded.
"It's too late, Li." With that, he turned on the projectile. It created life-like images of apparitions and demons, possessed souls and ghosts, complete with sound. As they circled Sakura, her fearful screams and pleads for help resonated throughout the room.
Syaoran felt his heart being wrenched. "Stop it!" he shouted. "Can't you see what you're doing to her?!" he asked. He ran to the door and jiggled the doorknob, only to find that it was securely locked.
"Li, we know you have a 'special' connection with this girl, but I assure you, she's in this ward because she needs our help. You need to stop interfering," Kale said coldly.
Syaoran walked up to him threateningly and pushed him. "You sadistic bastard... give me the key!"
Kale stuttered. "We - we don't have to take this from you," he said, backing away.
"I won't ask twice," Syaoran said quietly, his fists clenched.
Kale looked at Senji questioningly. The man shrugged and nodded. "Go ahead, we'll finish up later," he said.
Syaoran laughed disbelievingly. "We'll see about that." He grabbed the key from Kale and opened the locked door.
Sakura looked up at him, a mix of feelings running through her. "Syaoran- kun?" she asked, her voice weak and defeated.
He nodded, walking to her. But to his surprise, she drew back from him. "You want to hurt me - you're just like them!" she shouted.
Syaoran blinked. "That's not true, Sakura... I love you!"
Sakura felt hot tears spill down her cheek. Why did they have to come now? "Don't you dare lie to me! As if I haven't been tortured enough, now you have to come and tell me that love is a lie to?" she asked.
"I can explain Niyara, I swear it, just give me a chance," he said, holding out his hand to her.
She glared at him and walked out of the room. "I don't want to see him, ever again," she quietly told the doctors. "He isn't allowed to visit me."
Syaoran stared at her in shock. "Don't, Sakura..."
She looked away miserably. Kale and Senji smiled. "Is that so? As you wish, dear," Senji said. He put an arm around her shoulder comfortingly. "Let's take you back to your room, shall we?"
--- And that concludes Chapter Five ^.^ What'd you think of it? Hope it was better. Anyways, plz review!
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Nothing I tell you! Um, except for the characters I created, of course ^.-
Chapter Five: Bitter Revenge
Up until he became a student intern at the Tomoeda Psychiatric Ward, Syaoran visited Sakura for as long as they would permit her. He brought her everything he could to lighten up her day, and soon her room became packed with flowers, chocolates, teddy bears, and every other thing he could possibly think of. When they put him to work, he would finish his task as quickly as possible, then run to see her.
The doctors watched them closely trying to figure out the connection between the intern and the patient. Sakura's own two doctors sat outside her room, watching her and Li, both of them lost in their own thoughts.
"That boy - he's been making Kinimoto-san a lot happier. You know we can't have that, right?" the second doctor asked.
"Yeah, I know, Kale. We need to have her in a quiet, miserable state for all the experiments to take place. If she acts this happy, we won't be able to keep her here... which means we'll never find out what she is," the first one answered, deep in thoughts.
"Then get rid of the boy, Senji!" Dr. Kale shouted.
"Don't you think I would've done that already if I could? I found out he's a Li. SYAORAN Li, of all Li's as well. He's supposed to be the next leader of that Li clan. Not to mention, we need his mother's contributions to this place, if we want to keep going with the simplest experiments. If we got rid of him, you can say goodbye to those contributions," Dr. Senji added.
"So what do we do then?" Kale asked.
"I'm sure he'll screw something up... We'll just have to keep a close eye on him and his friends," Senji answered.
***
Niyara kicked the air in front of her angrily. She was sprawled across her bed, tearing up everything she could in her room. It seemed that since her engagement with Syaoran, all she could do was fume in anger. She threw a pillow against the wall and growled in anger.
"How dare he kiss a girl - in front of me, no less!" she shouted.
She felt a single tear spill down her cheek and careless wiped it away. She had to win him over... she just had to!
*** Flashback ***
Niyara lay on the floor of her bedroom, her legs on the bed. She was reading a magazine of some sort, and listening to the blazing music she'd put on in her room. She was completely oblivious to the soft knocks on the door.
She heard the door slam close and looked up to see her mother, Xerina Hisumi, at the door, frowning at her. "Honestly, Niyara, when will you grow up? Get off the floor and act like a lady! And come into the kitchen, your father and I have to talk to you."
Niyara followed her mother into the kitchen, a confused expression plastered on her pretty face. What could they want to talk to her about? Upon entering, her father became very serious and stern.
"Sit, Niyara."
Niyara did as she was told and stared at them. "What is it? Is something wrong?" she asked.
Her mother shook her head and smiled. "No, we have wonderful news for you, dear."
"You're to get married," her father said bluntly.
"Honestly! You could have let me say it," her mother said, flashing him a dirty look.
"Wait, what do you mean I'm getting married? I'm not even dating anyone right now!" Niyara shouted.
"We arranged it. Your mother's friend, Yelan Li, has a handsome young son, and wants for him to get married. We told her about you, and she agreed that if the two of you spent some time, you'd get along fine. You're getting older, Niyara, and it would do you some good to settle down," her father said softly, his eyes downcast.
"What do you mean I'm getting older? Everyone gets older, daddy, I'm only 18!" she shouted, obviously unhappy with this predicament.
"You don't understand, Niyara, they're the Li clan. They're loaded," he said.
"If you marry that boy, you'll never have to worry about anything for the rest of your life. And I know the kind of boys that you date, Niyara, and none of the ever have the kind of taste or resources that this boy does," her mother added.
"I don't want to marry him!" she shouted.
"You're marrying him, end of discussion. If you come back home unmarried, we're kicking you out of the house, got it? You're too old to be relying on us all the time, and you've never even had a job! Its time you learned to take care of yourself," her father said, walking out of the room.
Niyara looked at her mother in shock, holding back tears. "This isn't right," she said, her voice choked with tears.
Her mother shook her head softly. "You need this Niyara... Just get married to the boy."
*** End Flashback ***
Niyara sighed softly and buried her face in a pillow. She had to get married; she didn't know how else she could take care of herself. She heard a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" she asked, her voice muffled, all the anger in it now gone.
"Meilin. We're going out for dinner! Tomoyo's going to meet us," she said, walking away.
Going out, eh? This was the perfect way to show Syaoran her charms. She rummaged through her closet until she found a short, low-cut, dark-red dress. She tried on many different shoes, until she found just the right pair of dark-red pumps. After fixing herself up a little, she grabbed her purse and ran out of the room.
Syaoran looked as handsome as ever, dressed in a sharp, black suit. Meilin put on a casual, sleeveless, blood-red dress, and matching shoes. She looked at Niyara and frowned. "Red's my color!" she said, pouting.
Niyara winked at her. "Whatever, Meilin. Let's go," she said, whistling happily. There was no way she was going to let them know how this got to her - not yet.
Meilin rolled her eyes, and grabbed Syaoran. "Let's go - and try to keep her calm, ok? I might end up decking her if she gets on my nerves," she said, letting go of him.
Syaoran gulped and nodded. He had never fared well in girl-fights.
*** After Dinner *** (A/N: Eh heh, I'm lazy, I know! Nothing that important, anyways)
Syaoran walked into the hotel room, obviously ticked off. Niyara followed him, carrying the same look. Meilin closed the door and went into the living room, looking rather careless.
"Damn it, Syaoran, I was being the nicest I could!"
"You spilled your drink AND that pasta all over Tomoyo!"
"It was an accident, get that through your head!"
"An accident?! Don't make me laugh, Niyara, I was watching you the entire time!"
"Ugh, whatever! I'm going out," she said, walking to the door.
"Pick up some groceries, will ya?" Meilin shouted from the living room.
Niyara slammed the door behind her and stomped down the stairs. It was time to pay a visit to a special someone.
***
"Niyara? What are you doing here?" Sakura asked, stroking the tattered grey teddy bear Li had given to her seven years ago.
"Sakura, dear, I'm just here to inform you of a few things," she said, placing a hand on her cheek and giving her a look of overdone sympathy.
"Okay?" she said uneasily.
"Well as you know, I'm Syaoran's beloved fiancée," she said, twisting a lock of Sakura's hair.
"W-what?" she asked, looking up in surprise. "Syaoran's fiancée? That can't be possible," she said, backing away.
"What's that? You mean Syaoran didn't tell you?!" she asked in mock surprise.
"N-no, you - you must be lying!" she said, her eyes widening in fear and hurt. "Please, please tell me you're lying," she said, a pleading look in her eyes.
"Look, Sakura, I'm sure you're a very nice girl and all but... Syaoran loves me, ok? We're getting married in a few months!" Niyara squealed happily.
"But he - he told me he loved me," Sakura said softly, holding back tears. "How could he do this to me?"
"Perhaps he's after something of yours? I'm not always informed of these things, you see, my fiancé is a rather busy man, and I don't meddle in his affairs. However, I think it's best if you forget about him, ok?" she asked, stroking Sakura's cheek.
Sakura looked up, her eyes blazing. "Don't touch me!" she shouted. "I don't know who you are, but Syaoran wouldn't do this to me - look around you! All these things he's gotten for me, just to show me he cares - why should I listen to you?!" she asked.
Niyara frowned, feeling a pang of jealously as she looked around the room. It was indeed, full of things he'd gotten her. "Don't make this harder than it has to be, dear Sakura. Ask him yourself - he'll tell you I'm his fiancée," she said, winking.
Sakura stood silently. Was it possible? Was Syaoran...cheating on her? "Why, Syaoran?"
Niyara looked at the girl with pity. "Just the other day, he referred to you as the looney he's gotta see," she said, taking her hand.
Sakura's eyes were filled with angry tears, and her fist was clenched in a tight ball. "I said - don't touch me," she said, her teeth gritted.
Niyara laughed and pinched her nose playfully. "Or what, you psycho?" she asked, still laughing.
Sakura drew back her arm, and punched her in the face. Niyara let out a scream of horror and drew back from her. "You little psycho whore!" she shouted, covering her bloody nose.
Sakura shivered in anger, fear, and the cold that she now felt within. "Leave me alone," she said quietly.
Suddenly, the two doctors ran into the room. "What happened? We heard screaming!" Kale said.
Niyara turned to look at them, giving them a clear view of her bloody nose. "This crazy b***h here just punched me in the nose!"
Dr. Senji held back a smile. "Did she now?" This was definitely enough to keep her in the ward; she attacked visitors! "Well, miss, we're very sorry, I suppose Kinimoto-san has had a hard day. I think we'll need to take her back to the labs to find out what's wrong," he said, smiling at Sakura.
Hearing those words froze Sakura in her spot. The Lab. They were taking her to the Lab... She backed into the wall and shook her head. "No, Dr. Senji, please! She - she kept touching me! I couldn't stand it! You understand, don't you?" she asked pleadingly. She saw a satisfied glint in Niyara's eyes.
Dr. Kale nodded. "Of course, Sakura. Don't worry, we're only taking you to the Lab to find out what's wrong with you. You know that, Sakura," he said, giving her a smile that chilled her to her bones.
They grabbed her by the arms. "Let me go!" she shouted, struggling to get away, knowing it was no use.
"Don't try and resist, Sakura. It's dangerous," Kale said, giving her a deathly glare.
"That's Kinimoto to you!" she said, spitting in his face.
Kale blinked and growled angrily. "As you wish." He was certainly going to have fun with this.
Senji smiled at Niyara. "We're very sorry about what happened before, but as we told Mr. Li, this is why we only allow family members - until he decided to make that exception for him and his friends. But anyway, you can go to the nurse, she'll take a look at you, at our expense."
Niyara nodded, still holding her nose with a now very bloody handkerchief. "Thank you, Dr. Senji."
While at the nurse checked out her nurse, Niyara heard Syaoran. He had probably just checked in for work.
"Where's Sakura?" his confused voice asked.
"Kinimoto-san? She's been taken to the Lab. Hey, since we're interns, I'm sure they'll let us watch, wanna go?" he heard the person ask.
"What do they do in the labs?" he asked.
"All sorts of experiments and stuff. Pretty cool to watch," the second voice answered.
Niyara looked at the nurse and smiled. "I'll be right back," she said, running outside. Syaoran gave her a questioning glance.
"What are you doing here, Niyara? And what happened to your nose?" he asked.
"That slut - the one your in love with," she said, spitting the words at him, "punched me."
Syaoran gave her a dangerous glare. "Why were you talking to her?" he asked quietly.
"You know, it's a funny thing - you didn't tell her about our engagement," Niyara said.
"Is that why she's in the Lab?!" he asked.
She nodded. "She's a psycho who can't control her temper."
Syaoran gritted his teeth. "I'll deal with you later." He looked at the intern next to him. "Take me to the labs, now," he said.
The guy nodded. "This way."
When they got to the Labs, they were informed by the receptionist that Sakura was not in the Labs. "She might be in the White Rooms. That's where they do most of the psychological experiments. The Lab is where they do more chemical and medicinal related experiments," she said, smiling. "The White Rooms are to your left."
Sakura was curled up into a little ball inside the room. Contrary to its name, this white room was actually almost pitch black. Syaoran turned to see the two doctors, watching her carefully and taking notes.
"What are you doing to her?" he asked, his voice threatening.
"Well, Mr. Li, here we're using fear as a psychological factor to wear her down, so she can't hurt anyone else. We found out in our studies that Kinimoto-san is afraid of supernatural things, such as ghosts and whatnot. With our projectiles, we'll be able to bring her fears to life," he said, almost a little sadistically.
"Let her out! The girl she attacked deserved it," Syaoran said. "You don't know the whole story!"
"Regardless, she attacked a visitor. We can't have that, now can we?"
"Let me go to her, she won't do it again!" Syaoran pleaded.
"It's too late, Li." With that, he turned on the projectile. It created life-like images of apparitions and demons, possessed souls and ghosts, complete with sound. As they circled Sakura, her fearful screams and pleads for help resonated throughout the room.
Syaoran felt his heart being wrenched. "Stop it!" he shouted. "Can't you see what you're doing to her?!" he asked. He ran to the door and jiggled the doorknob, only to find that it was securely locked.
"Li, we know you have a 'special' connection with this girl, but I assure you, she's in this ward because she needs our help. You need to stop interfering," Kale said coldly.
Syaoran walked up to him threateningly and pushed him. "You sadistic bastard... give me the key!"
Kale stuttered. "We - we don't have to take this from you," he said, backing away.
"I won't ask twice," Syaoran said quietly, his fists clenched.
Kale looked at Senji questioningly. The man shrugged and nodded. "Go ahead, we'll finish up later," he said.
Syaoran laughed disbelievingly. "We'll see about that." He grabbed the key from Kale and opened the locked door.
Sakura looked up at him, a mix of feelings running through her. "Syaoran- kun?" she asked, her voice weak and defeated.
He nodded, walking to her. But to his surprise, she drew back from him. "You want to hurt me - you're just like them!" she shouted.
Syaoran blinked. "That's not true, Sakura... I love you!"
Sakura felt hot tears spill down her cheek. Why did they have to come now? "Don't you dare lie to me! As if I haven't been tortured enough, now you have to come and tell me that love is a lie to?" she asked.
"I can explain Niyara, I swear it, just give me a chance," he said, holding out his hand to her.
She glared at him and walked out of the room. "I don't want to see him, ever again," she quietly told the doctors. "He isn't allowed to visit me."
Syaoran stared at her in shock. "Don't, Sakura..."
She looked away miserably. Kale and Senji smiled. "Is that so? As you wish, dear," Senji said. He put an arm around her shoulder comfortingly. "Let's take you back to your room, shall we?"
--- And that concludes Chapter Five ^.^ What'd you think of it? Hope it was better. Anyways, plz review!