Disclaimer: I don't own CardCaptor Sakura. Clamp does, I just like the characters. This story doesn't even have to have the characters in it. But it does, so don't sue me.
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The next day Saku saw Sayoran at school, but he didn't acknowledge him.
On the way home from school, he could feel his eye's on him.
"Thanks." Saku called back at him.
"Whatever." Li yelled back.
Saku took a left when Sayoran took a right and they went their separate ways.
The next day was Saturday. And Sayoran spent most of it hanging at the park, smoking, grinding rails.
He looked into the overcast sky, wondering when the downpour would come.
Li loved the rain; it fell and washed all that was there before it came.
Too bad the sun always came out and stopped its work.
He went to the ramps that the council had put in to try to get the skaters off the streets, and saw a rush of people staring at one boarder, pulling dangerous tricks. Sayoran watched recognising Saku.
He climbed up then launched himself into half-pipe. The crowd couldn't believe it, they knew Sayoran and his death defying tricks but now here he was almost synchronised with this new kid. Pulling the same tricks at the same time. Holding a body-jar for the same amount of time. They were speechless.
After they both landed their boards, Sayoran smiled.
"Saku your good." His face was red from all the activity.
He took his jacket off and Saku could see the slightly sweat dampened bandages around his wrists.
He grabbed a bottle of pills out of his jacket pocket and popped two of them.
"Shit Sayo are you still on that crap?" They heard a boy call from halfway across the park.
"Fuck you Eriol." Li yelled.
"What's that?" Saku asked pointing at the bottle.
"Anti-depressants." Sayoran pushed them back into his pockets. "My doctor decided that trying to kill yourself isn't healthy so now I have to take happy pills. I told him that, that was the point. He wasn't amused."
Saku shrugged to show that he had heard Li and took off his jacket.
"Where did you learn to board like that?" Sayoran asked Saku when they had sat down on one of the benches to cool down.
"From Adein Parker."
"Wait, The Adien Parker?" Sayoran could hardly believe his ears. Adien Parker was one of the top pro skaters of the underground boarders in the whole country.
"Nice guy, bit conceited." Saku said, and that was all Sayoran could get out of him about one of his hero's.
That afternoon Saku walked in his front door, a small smile on his face.
But it quickly disappeared when he heard a footstep from the kitchen.
'Shit, I think it's a drunk day today.' Saku thought as he heard a bottle smash on the tiles.
"Saakuu, dat you?" The drunken slur called from the kitchen.
"Yes sir, I was out all day like you told me to be."
"Come 'ere little sshhit."
Saku walked timidly into the kitchen, seeing the broken bottles of beer in the corner where they had been thrown.
Saku's stepfather Akio was tall, black haired and had a slightly handsome face if it hadn't been for the anger, which was warping it.
Akio grabbed the side of Saku's head.
"Why didn't you come back sooner, your three minuets late." The large man demanded.
"I'm sorry, please forgive me, I don't mean to be bad."
"Little shit, you where a burden on your poor mother that's why she died. You where a mistake, she never wanted you."
Saku could feel the tears stinging his eyes, but tried not to let them fall. HE wanted them to fall.
"Your father died when you where just a baby, a coward. He couldn't live with having to support your mother; left her all on her own with you leaching all the life out of her. Poor woman, then she died. Leaving me to care for you, and you where never grateful, where you?" The man punched Saku in the stomach. "Where you?"
Saku felt the tears rolling down his face, as the pain caused his vision to black out momentarily.
"I am sir, I'm so grateful." Saku wheezed as he tried to get more air into his lungs.
"Not grateful enough." The black-haired man whispered into Saku's ear as he threw him into the wall.