Disclaimie:
I don't own...
There I said it...
Did I like saying it?...
No way in heck!...
To bad I'm not rich...
Then I'd buy out...
All...
The...
Companies...
That...
Owns...
CCS...
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Cough...
Dodging The Raindrops:
Chapter 10: Hurricane
Plot By: The Can-Can group
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Syaoran gave a tired sigh as he looked at the headlines on the paper in his hands. He was running late that morning and didn't have enough time to read the newspaper. As he was running to get to the office that he and Eriol shares, he grabbed the newspaper from one of the many stands outside the building. He sat down at his desk and the headline: 'Police Massacre, Culprit Mentally Unstable?' caught his attention. His thoughts began to drift to the woman he is sharing the apartment with and wondering what her expression would be like if she knew. He took a sip out of the cooling Styrofoam cup of coffee.
A knock at the door interrupted any thoughts of actually getting to work. "Yes?" he called out, in a slight irritated tone.
Eriol waltzed in like he owned the whole place (which he does). Syaoran raised an eyebrow. "You know," he started, "you own this place, I don't think you need to knock anymore."
The navy haired man grinned as he replied, "I know, thought you might need your privacy." He noticed the newspaper. "And I see that you know about the 'incident' concerning you-know-who. It's been the major part of the gossip downstairs."
"What is it that you need?"
Eriol frowned as he pondered on what he entered for. "Oh yeah, there's going to be a meeting with one of the contractors for the new building that you need to attend to if you plan on actually starting to expand your territory."
Syaoran sighed as he replied, "at what time?"
"Twelve sharp."
Syaoran nodded in acknowledgement of the info. "Lunch afterwards?" A nod was the answer. "See you then..." Eriol left the overly large executive room, the ever-usual grin plastered onto his face. Syaoran wanted to bang his head on the oak wood desk at the cheesy look his cousin was giving him.
He sighed as he got to work on paper work that was e-mailed and faxed to him from the headquarters in Hong Kong.
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(Some Café, Lunch...)
Sakura bit into the BLT happily. She decided that since Renjiro is finally locked up to never see the face of day again, it is reward enough for her to go to the expensive café that has the best BLTs anywhere and get one of them to eat during her break. She was so happy that she almost broke out into a happy hum followed by happy lyrics, and right behind it... doing a small jig, of course the word there is almost...
"Mind if we join you?" Sakura opened her eyes to see Syaoran and Eriol standing next to the table, carrying their orders in their arms. She nodded as the two males took a seat. "So, why are you guys here?" Sakura asked.
Syaoran gave her a what-do-you-think look as he started on his meal. He looked at her, as if sizing up her attitude or something, causing the short woman to feel nervous. "Why are you staring at me?"
He sighed and took out a newspaper from his briefcase and handed the paper over to her. Sakura looked at Eriol, where in turn, he just looked at his plate. Her emerald eyes scanned the front page. At first her emotions were confusion, then it was understanding, then fear, then upset, and finally back to fear. "So, he got away?" She asked in a rhetorical way.
The two men nodded. Sakura sighed as she leaned into the back of the iron chair. "Great, just great," she muttered as she bit angrily into the burger. Silence resided at the café table, each person lost in his or her own thoughts. They finished eating and went their separate ways after awhile. Syaoran and Eriol heading back to the corporate building and Sakura heading back to the department store.
Sakura entered the store and giving an involuntary shiver as the air-conditioning unit blew cold air into her face. She went to the back where the employee lockers are and put her coat inside of the one with her nameplate on it.
"Have you heard the latest news?" Briana's voice asked from the doorway of the locker room.
Sakura gave a sharp sigh and replied, "Yes, I'm all ready aware that my ex-husband had murdered a large portion of the police force..."
Briana gave a surprised look, "that was your husband? Wow, you learn something new everyday..." She shook her head (a gesture saying that wasn't what she was about to say), "Nope, that wasn't it, there's a hurricane coming towards our way, or at least its going to barely miss us and cause a lot of wind and rain."
Sakura closed her locker. "That means I'd better get some batteries. I'll have to do it after work."
Briana nodded as the two left the small room and headed out into the main part of the store. The two split up and took their positions...
A few hours later, Sakura looked at her wristwatch, the read-out said it was close to six and her quitting time. Saying bye to her fellow employees, she made her way to the back to grab her coat. As she opened her locker, a piece of paper fell out. Knowing what it was, she unfold it and read what it said:
"Nothing gold can stay."
Dear my lovely,
How do you like that little saying? Just as it says, "Nothing gold can stay." I'm going to take something that you can consider gold a way. And while you cry I'll be there to watch you...
With love,
Hitachi Renjiro
Sakura nearly choked at the letter. Angrily, she crumpled the letter and placed it into the pocket of her coat after she put it on. She headed outside and was met with a blast of heavy wind. Looking up, she saw dark clouds forming and remembered that she has to go to the store to get some batteries for the radio, just incase.
She walked to the small store and bought some batteries and extra provisions (mostly junk food) that are all ready made. She walked to the jewelry store and sold a few rings and earrings. Once she was done (about eight-ish), she headed home where a hunger dog and overly hyper child greeted her.
"I'm home!" she called out after she entered the apartment. Suzo and Kero came skidding in (which is weird, since the living room is carpeted). Instantly, Suzo began to tell about her day at preschool, where as Kero began to salivate knowing that dinner is to come soon. Sakura first listened to Suzo, next she feed the golden retriever, and finally she turned the TV on to the local news to see anything about the hurricane coming towards them. Judging by the path it's going in, the hurricane is going to miss them (like Briana had said). However, there is sure going to be abundant of rain.
"Mommy?" Suzo tugged at the edge of her sleeve. "What's wrong?"
Sakura gave a reassuring smile, "its nothing. Why don't we watch some cartoons?" Suzo nodded eagerly at the suggestion as Sakura flipped the channel to one with cartoons.
Sakura went to the kitchen and put the items on the counter top. The apartment door opened and closed, signaling the return of her roommate. He strolled into the kitchen (after saying "hi" to the four-year old watching "Angry Beavers".
"What's for dinner?" He asked as he looked around, seeing no food.
"Chips and dip." Was the reply he received.
"Yum."
"There's a hurricane coming and I don't feel like cooking anything."
"There's something else, isn't there?" Syaoran sent a scrutinizing look towards her.
Sakura pondered on whether or not to give him a look at the note. After a few moments, she decided it was okay. Taking the note out of her pocket, Sakura handed the crumpled note over to Syaoran, whom has a curious look in his eyes. He read the note with an unreadable expression on his face. "Looks like your stalker lover (Sakura snorted at this) has something in mind. Do you have any clue as to what he means?"
Sakura shook her head, "nope, not a thing. All I know about the saying is that it comes from a poem where it metaphorically talks about how youth doesn't last forever. Aside from that I have no clue as to what he's planning."
"That means we'd better be light on our toes and tread carefully."
Sakura agreed as she opened the bag of chips and the container filled with vegetable dip. "You know what we need?" Sakura looked towards Syaoran as he continued, "we need to watch a movie with those chips."
Sakura raised an eyebrow, "and what, pray tell, do you have in mind?"
Syaoran grinned as he replied, "The Ring."
"Do I even have that one?"
He nodded, "it's the unwrapped one. I was looking at your selection and I spotted it."
Sakura thought back onto when she got it. Tomoyo had gave it too her for a present or something like that. Sakura had seen the commercials for it and was less then enthusiastic at the prospect of actually watching. So, she put it with the rest of the DVDs and ignored it in high hopes of never seeing it again, much less watch it.
However, despite her protests, Syaoran was all ready heading out to the living room to get the said movie. Sighing, Sakura followed after him.
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(Ten o'clock...)
One of her eyes was twitching as the credits rolled up the screen. The movie was really scary to her, where as it didn't seem to affect Syaoran. The images seemed to keep on resurfacing in her mind, and seemed to not want to leave her alone. Boy was she glad that she had sent Suzo to bed when she did; she'd probably be as scared (if not more) as Sakura. "Well, that was boring," Syaoran grunted, breaking Sakura's train of thoughts, "all they are doing is trying to scare you." He looked to the pale Sakura, "and it looks like they succeeded."
"Shut up," Sakura grumbled as they got up from the couch, ignoring the mess of chips on the coffee table.
"Is little Kinomoto scared? Do you need me to stay with you so that the evil child doesn't take you a way?" He mocked.
Sakura put her hands up to her ears and began to hum a song in high hopes of ignoring him.
"That's real mature," Syaoran rolled his eyes, "whatever, I'm going to bed now." He went to his room and shut the door. Sakura turned the lights off after locking the door and turning the security system on. She did her nightly rituals in the bathroom and went to her own room.
Outside, one of the arms of the hurricane caused the wind to blow and howl. Rain thundered against the window and caused such a racket. Sakura stared at the white ceiling. She turned to her side and ended up looking at her closet. Her mind started to play tricks on her, she kept on seeing a girl with dark hair, covering her eyes, walking out of the dark closet. Sakura clenched her eyes in order to force herself to sleep, however, that didn't help much because she saw images from the movie replaying over and over in her mind.
Giving up, after a moment's contemplation, she got up from her bed. Ignoring the closet, she went over to her door and opened it. With a few steps, she walked to the door across the hallway. Sakura began to knock. Syaoran answered after the first three (wearing a white t-shirt and plaid flannel pants), his hair all disheveled and his eyes contained a tired/ annoyed look. "What?" he asked.
Sakura gulped and blushed at thinking of asking such a question that she is about to ask. "Is your offer still up?"
Syaoran sighed as he nodded and stepped to the side to allow her in. As she made a step to enter, Suzo walked through her own doorway. "Mommy," she said in a scared/ pleading tone, "the wind is scaring me, can I sleep with you?" Sakura gave Syaoran a look that says can-we?
Syaoran gave another sigh as he said, "sure."
Sakura gathered Suzo up into her arms an entered into the dark room with Syaoran following behind.
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(Morning...)
Sakura sighed in content as she hugged Suzo and brought her closer to her. Realizing that Suzo isn't moving, nor breathing, Sakura opened her eyes. "Suzo?" The Suzo in her arms isn't even a Suzo, she had somehow became was a pillow. She leaned up and looked around Syaoran's temporary room. This motion caused the "owner" to wake up also. "Why are you here?"
"You let me in last night? Remember?"
Syaoran nodded.
"Where's Suzo?" Sakura asked as she looked at the clock on the nightstand, it's too early for her to be watching cartoons.
"I don't know," he replied.
Sakura and Syaoran got up and went to the living room. The familiar curly red head with the natural auburn highlights was no were to be seen. Sakura began to panic, she looked frantically around the room, looking for a note from Tomoyo or someone saying that they have her with them and will drop them off at preschool. She spotted a piece of paper tapped to the door; she ran for it and practically tore it off.
"Nothing gold can stay."
That's what I said to you yesterday. Suzo, your gold, is with me, and will stay with me until my demands are met. By the way, if you want someone to cuddly to when you are scared, you can always try to find me, I'll take your fears a way.
Love always,
Hitachi Renjiro.
Sakura nearly fainted at the letter as Syaoran read it over her shoulder. Once he was done, he started to curse Renjiro in his native language. "Damn it!" Syaoran cursed, "He's nothing but a sick-o, now we got a kidnap/ hostage situation." Syaoran ran to the kitchen and called the police.
Whilst Syaoran was doing that, Sakura went to Suzo's room. Toys are in disarray, books are thrown carelessly off of the shelves, and clothes are strewn to parts unknown. Picking up the Raggedy Ann, Sakura went over the small bed were she curled up the stuffed doll and cried.
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Sup guys?
Anywho, the plot thickens (I'm surprised, there's a plot!) Sorry if the chapter is kind of crapppy, it was one of those "I have no clue on what to write" chapters...
I mostly wrote it to tell you guys that I won't be able to update until sometime in early September. I'll be going to Michigan on the 18th (or somewhere around that day) then once I get back, I'll have some relatives visiting and my aunt and uncle will be using my room, which has my computer in it. And between now and when I leave, I'll be cleaning my room. So um... yeah. Then school starts in September.
I feel depressed also, I discovered that me and softballs don't mix, I keep on losing them to the sewers, and not only that I realized how crappy the 1st few chapters of this story are truly are, it makes me embarrassed, I'm surprised that people actually read it, if I was one of you guys, I'd probably ignore it... whatever...
Here's the reviews: (dudes, I've got a total of 54 so far! Thank you all so much... ::cries::)
chikichiki:
I loved that show, it was one of the greatest none anime cartoons (Animaniacs comes 1st for me...), thanks for the review
LittleWolfGurl:
Wow, its scary? I didn't think it was, oh well... and I'm sorry that I can't make the chapters longer, for some reason I can't write long chapters, the only time is when I hand write it, but then the paragraphs become shorter and crappier (like the 1st chapter) Thank you for the review
The Kara Baby:
Is everyone using the word uber now and days? (some friends of mine were using earlier this school year...) I'm sorry about the whole entire past and present tense thing, I do seem to have trouble with it (I blame my elementary school teachers, they did a mediocre job on teaching us plain' English... stupid butt heads...) Thanks for the review!
twilight-star1:
Here's an update...
azn-kitties:
Muchas gracias for the review
ElectraBlack:
Wow, that is one long sentence full of complements (not that I don't mind or anything... teehee) anywho, domo arigato for the review...
dark dragon 00:
thank you for saying that it's a good story!
sakura18:
Its an addictive story? Wow, who knew? I didn't realize I put cliffies in the story, oh well, it kind of forces me to write (I guess), hm... whatever... I think she might, either that or it might become platonic, but I'm not sure (I've never been in a relationship so I don't know what happens, the only experience I have is from TV (that says a lot right there...)) or I could become mean and not have a relationship at all ::cackles madly:: thanks for the review...
DuelFire345:
What does "w00t" mean? I see it all the time, but I have never figured it out... Let's see, I've got some Hershey's dark chocolate kisses, will that do? Thanks for the review
Crystalz Tearz:
Need some comic relief somewhere in the story... and you'll have to wait and see what the evil dude is going to do, just like everyone else... thanks for the review
lil sakura:
Mwahahahahahahaha, the plan doesn't work... and they most likely will, at the end of the story... please don't die by the way, I just updated and I can't lose a reviewer yet... (here's an update for you...) sank you for the review...
Mystic Moon Empress:
Gracias for the review
sweetlove73:
I wonder why other people don't have crazed stalking ex-husband (that sounds like something out of a soap opera...)? Oh well, at least its one thing that isn't cliché about the story. Sigh. Thanks you for the review!
Okay, that's it for today kiddies (I should be the one to talk, I'm only a raising sophomore... stupid bunch of idiots...) anywho, review the story (I apologize for its shortness (again) I couldn't write much and I wanted to get it out before I leave for a town where I'm related to half of the citizens and the local library is in the post office...)
Whatever...
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