Change of Heart
By: Crazy-cherry
Chapter 8
A phone rang and a man grunted in response as he answered it, it was early in the morning to early for him to be answering a phone in his opinion.
"Kinomoto, Toya?"
"Yes that's me, what can I do for you?"
The man's eyes snapped open when he heard what the woman on the other end of the line had said.
"What the fuck do you think your doing who gave you the right to call people and say such sick jokes?" His eyes were wild as he leapt to alert, his blood chilling over.
"I'm sorry sir, but this isn't a prank, I would never make such a call, your father instructed me to call you, he was incapable of phoning. I'm sorry sir."
"Oh, god…" sinking to a chair he felt his life slip from him, it had been years, to many years since he and his father spoke, yet alone his sister and him, and now the forgiveness he had wanted for so long and the guilt that had shadowed him would haunt him tell the day he died. "I'm on my way in." hanging up he wiped his hand down his face, he tried to hide the tears or to at least hold them back, but they came.
-Paris-
The phone ringing on the night stand went of and the woman frowned as she woke slowly from her sleep, her husbands arm sliding off her and onto the bed as she lend over and answered the phone, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
"Hello?"
"Tomoyo Daidouji?"
"Yes, may I ask who it is that's calling?"
Rubbing her face to try and wake up the phone slipped from her hand as she heard the woman speak.
Rushing to pick it up, she placed the phone back to her ear, her face going pale.
"Oh god." Hanging up the phone she sat up in bed and placed her face in her hands.
-Hong Kong-
"The surgery went smoothly his body accepted the heart and is now pumping on its own, well need to keep him here for a few weeks to monitor him, but you'll be able to take him home when he's all healed up." Dr. Kudo looked over at the little boy lying asleep on the hospital bed.
"Thank you." Fujitaka murmured as he slipped his hand into the little boys, as soon as he had reached a phone at the dig sight he had called to check on Sakura and his grandchildren only to find out Kyo was worsening and that his daughter needed him there with her, but he had never imagined things to happen the way they were.
Dr. Kudo bowed his head and turned to leave before stopping and looking back at Kyo, his mother did everything she could to save him, and in the end he knew she was felt horribly troubled because she couldn't protect him, all she ever wanted to do was to save him, and now she has if only she could see.
Walking out he made his way down the hall, the sun would be rising and he was exhausted, walking into his office he picked his things up and went home to sleep off his weariness, and his sorrow for a woman that had done everything, for her children, and had drought on something far greater than most mothers could do, give life to a little boy a second time, for a second chance.
-Syaoran-
He was restless, something was bothering him and he couldn't figure out what it was, sitting up in his old bedroom; he stood up and went to get himself something to drink.
Stopping out side Misha's room he looked in and found her sleeping restlessly, he sighed, walking over too her bed, he wondered why she didn't seem to object to him being her father, had she known all this time who she was, or did Sakura tell. Shaking his head he knew she wouldn't say a thing, his father more than likely had pointed out to her who he was.
Slowly walking out of the room he closed the door and walked down the stairs to the kitchen. Entering he made his way to the refrigerator and opened it, taking out the milk he poured himself a glass and drinking.
Placing it in the sink he still felt tense as he made his way to his fathers study, opening the door he found his father sitting at his desk drinking heavy scotch, and a little on the drunken side.
Walking over to the desk he looked at his father, his father looked back at him his eyes looked glassy and his hands trembled.
"You mind telling me why your getting drunk so early in the morning?" slapping his hands on his fathers desk he leaned forward and after he snatched the scotch from his father he stood up erect and looked the man in the eyes. He wasn't ready to be nice too the man who had kept his own children a secret from him.
"I have every right to be drunk," Yoji hiked up and stood up on shaky legs and then mimicking what his son had done earlier by slapping his hands on the table, "I… I have every right, now give me that god damn bottle you little… I have every right." Slowly sinking back into his chair he covered his face with his hands and began to cry.
Syaoran looked at the man sitting before him crying, he had never seen his father cry before, and slowly put the scotch back on the table and slid it across to him, he had a good idea what the man was crying about, he had cried earlier for the same reason he was sure of it. He was also sure he would cry again later when he spoke to Sakura about their son that had passed away that day, the son he wished he could have met, held.
"Your right you do have the right to drink, but I have a reason far greater than you to drink, but you don't see me with a bottle to my lips."
"Boy, you don't know anything, heh if you knew why I was drinking if you only knew."
"I know about Kyo, I know he passed away late yesterday." Trying to hold back the sob that was threatening to come out in his speech as he tried to prove to his father that drinking wasn't a way to help the grieving process.
"Boy, Kyo didn't die last night, he got a heart, hahah…" sobbing harder Yoji stood to his feet and walked drunkenly to the book shelf bracing himself against the shelf he pulled out a book and walked back to his desk.
"He got a heart, my god my little boy, sweet jesus, thank you." Falling in one of his father's leather seats he rubbed his hand over his face grinning like a Cheshire Cat.
Yoji looked at his son and smiled it had been a long time since he had seen his son look so at peace, and he was about to kill his sons spirit. He made his way back over to Syaoran.
"You want to see who he got such a wonderful heart from, here I'll show you." Slamming the photo album on the desk he flipped past photos of Misha and Kyo. "She was a beautiful girl, and even though she was raised two children on her own she never gave up, and kept hoping for a chance to have the man she loved back with her."
Syaoran's face paled.
"She ran after a woman I won't say who convinced her that the man she was going to marry was sleeping with another woman and no longer loved her, sick isn't it, now what's really sick is that the man didn't even bother to try and find her when she ran." Feeling nastier now he looked at his son fire burning in his eyes.
"She gave up everything she had to save her little boy and in the end the only person to save her soon was someone with a heart match that his body would accept. And who else would have a better heart for him than…" flipping the page his eyes wild with fire stared at his son, and pointed to a smiling beauty with bright green eyes and lush auburn hair.
"NO!" Standing up Syaoran hit the book off the desk, it landed on the floor next to Yoji's feet he simply kicked the book tell it opened to a page the woman was on and stumbled off to his bed.
"No… no…god no…" moaning he sank to the floor, pounding his fists into the carpet until he could no longer take the pain and wept. His heart had healed and broken in one day, and the pain was too much, too much for him to handle.
Pounding his fists again he screamed with every ounce of strength he had left, "She's not dead! You hear me you bastard! You lying son of a bitch she isn't dead! She isn't she can't be." His anger fleeing him as fast as it had come, he sat limp on the floor letting the news sink in, his love was gone, Sakura was dead; just when he had found her.
-Air Port-
A man walked off the plane and made his way to customs after picking up his suit case. His mind was blank, he didn't know what to expect. He needed to speak with his father he needed someone to tell him what happened.
He hadn't seen or heard from his sister since the day she fled Japan, and remembering that day brought a new set of tears to battle down. She had passed away, was the only thing the woman on the phone had told him.
Sighing he made his way out of the air port and to the hospital where he was to meet his father.
-Air Port-
A woman walked briskly to the exit pulling her shades down as she walked out into the open and walked over to the car sent to pick her up. Heading off to the hospital where her family was she could only hope and wait to find out about what had happened, how her friend that she had lost contact with the night she ran away from everyone had died.
-Li residence-
Yelen sat stiffly as she watched Misha push her food around, they had all sat down to breakfast and hour late because Syaoran wanted to tell Misha as soon as possible that Kyo was fine and going to get better, but that they had lost someone else, a woman he loved, and the mother of his children.
Misha had cried, and then she hadn't made a sound, Syaoran watched her and had to tell her to eat a few bites and then they would leave to go see Kyo; she only nodded and put two pieces of the pancakes into her mouth and pushed her plate away.
Standing now Yelen watched the back of her son walk away with his daughter in his arms, and Yoji slept off his drunken night not even knowing what he'd done and said. Yelen knew however, she knew that he son now had an idea of why Sakura had left and that he knew it was she who had scared her away.
Ashamed of herself she looked down at her food that she had hardly eaten she stood up and walked outside to the terrace.
-Hospital-
Toya sat next to his father beside a sleeping little boy with monitors attached to him, he had missed so much during the time Sakura had ran away, tell now. He shouldn't have been so hard on her he shouldn't have pushed her, maybe if he hadn't introduced the two of them she wouldn't have ran away to be with him in Hong Kong. Now looking at the child that the two of them made together he didn't wish it anymore. The anger he felt the night she ran away to be with him had left him, but the words he had said to her and the hurt he had heard in her voice the last time he had spoken to her, the night she had told him to stay out of her life forever all because he was jealous, his sister had someone and the person he loved he could no longer reach.
Brushing his fingers over the little boy's forehead pain ripping him apart, biting his lip he moved his hand away and into his lap. He could hardly believe that his twin sister had two little twins of her own. From the pictures of the two his father had shown him that morning they looked just like each other except for one thing, their eyes one had brown the other had green, like Sakura's eyes. Chocking he looked out the window, he now knew his reasons for waking up in a fowl mood that morning he had received that phone call.
Shifting in his seat when Tomoyo walked in with puffy eyes, and the tears she thought had dried up began to run down her cheeks again when she saw the little boy asleep on the hospital bed.
"Oh god, she didn't have a miscarriage, she didn't, she didn't, but why leave, why?" Tomoyo looked at the little boy before walking over to him and touching his cheek and fighting the tears as the spilled down her face.
"He looks like him you know, he looks just like his father, the father that was so heart broken when she left." Tomoyo looked at Fujitaka and waited for him to tell her why her friend had broken so many people's hearts when she ran away again.
Toya looked at the woman standing before him; she looked different when she wasn't on the cover of a magazine or an article written about her with a photo of her in it. He remembered when the two of them dated in high school; she had been one of the people to help him introduce Sakura to the man that had taken her heart captive.
"What's going on in here?" A demanding voice asked, everyone's head jerked in its direction.
Tomoyo's mouth feel open seeing Syaoran and him holding a little girl that looked as if she spent the morning crying.
"Only family is allowed in this room and as far as I know only one of you is." His jaw was set firm as he set Mish down to go over to her grandfather.
"Syaoran calm down, it's me Tomoyo and well this is, well was, um no is Sakura-chans brother you remember don't you, its Toya."
Toya nodded his head at Syaoran while looking him up and down.
Syaoran only nodded his head at his old friend that had gone out of his way to get him and Sakura together and then did everything in his power to rip them apart, and he had yet to figure why.
"There are too many people in here; I'd like all of you to leave." Walking over to the bed Syaoran looked at his son for the first time, breathing and with a strong heart; some how that helped his heart mend a little.
Fujitaka smiled at him and nodded his head; Yelen had called him, which at the time surprised him after all Yelen was the one that had ruined Sakura and Syaoran's life together.
When everyone left Syaoran sat in a chair that he had pulled up to the bed and brushed his hand over Kyo's face. Misha sat watching her new father, she had found out what a father was by her mother, and then tried to get Dr. Kudo to be her father but it was obvious her mother hadn't gone for that. Though when she saw her mother and Mr. Li outside the apartment that night she had never seen her mother so upset, but out of all the things they had said she only understood one part of it; they loved each other. Now she knew her mother loved her and Kyo, but to love someone like Mr. Li had frightened her.
The day when she went to the park with her mother and had over heard her mother and Yelen argue about her and Kyo's father and then found out that Mr. Li was the man that her mother had loved, and made her and Kyo.
Rubbing her head with her hands, Syaoran looked over at Misha, "Are you okay kid?" trying to smile Syaoran watched Misha continue to rub her head.
"I was thinking too much and I made my head hurt."
"Maybe it won't hurt that much if you tell me what you were thinking about, hmm."
"I was thinking…" Looking at Syaoran out of the corners of her eyes Misha's face began to turn red.
"Its okay you can tell me." Mustering up another smile, he encouraged Misha to go on.
"Did um… Ms. Li really makes you give mommy and us up?"
Syaoran took a deep breath and looked over at Kyo before he said anything. "My mother wanted what she had thought was best for me, just like Sakura wanted what was best for the two of you. What my mother did was wrong, and I have yet to speak with her about it, but I will; anything else?"
"No." looking down at her hands that where clinched in her lap she fought the tears that where battling to come out.
"I have a question I would like to ask you if it's all right." Syaoran looked down at Misha hoping to keep her talking, it scared him when she hadn't said a thing since breakfast, and he was used to seeing her chat up his father or Nonie when she was over.
Nodding her head Misha continued to stare at her hands.
"How did you know I was your father?" He had wanted to know since he had found out about her.
"Mommy was arguing with Ms. Li yesterday in the park," Tears that she fought against had won and she was trying to keep from crying out loud. " Mommy Yelled at Ms. Li, and Ms. Li yelled back, mommy said it was her Ms. Li's fault that you didn't have us and Ms. Li said your name and father so I put it all together like I do my math problems at school and…" putting her head down in her lap she cried.
"You figured it out before even I could, your one smart kid." Afraid to pick her up, but then brushing it off she had let him hold her last night and this morning there was little chance she would fight him off. Lifting her into his arms he cuddled a weeping child and watched another one sleep peacefully.
-Other side of the Hospital-
"Where's my daughter, I demand to Know where my child is!" Screeched an old woman as she marched out of a hospital room red faced, and disgusted.
"I'm sorry ma'am what's your daughter's name, and I'll locate her for you."
"Your stupid people already showed me to my daughter's room, and that is not my little girl."
"I'm sorry there must be a mistake I'll check with the front desk. If you'll wait here for a moment I'm sure we'll have this all worked out with in a moment." Walking away to the front desk the woman began to speak to the nurse working the station. After a few moments the woman walked back over.
"Are you sure that isn't your daughter ma'am?" The older woman looked back in to the room stiffly and then nodded her head in affirmative.
The nurse looked back at the station and nodded her head to a woman that was now holding a phone and dialing a number.
"If you'll follow me, I'll need you to confirm whether this woman is your daughter or not."
"Where is she?"
"I'm sorry ma'am, they must have mixed up the ID's or the paramedics were just being foolish." The nurse looked at the woman with sympathy in her eyes; it was never easy to tell a mother or anyone for that matter that a loved one was dead. "She passed away late last night on the way in they tried everything but she didn't make it."
"Where is she?" came the chocked reply.
-Fujitaka-
"Toya, I think maybe you should head back to Sakura's apartment and start to pack up some of the things there, and rest you look as though you haven't slept in months." Fujitaka spoke in a small whisper afraid to stir the air in the quiet halls of the hospital.
Turning to the side Toya looked back at the door leading to his nephew's room and wondered when the last time was that he slept well. He knew though that this night e would fall under the spell of prescription sleeping pills.
"I need her address and directions." Toya asked as he turned to his father, "God, dad how can, how can something like this have happened, how?" Looking hopelessly back at his father; he only saw the expression of a man that was lost, and it pained him. Standing up faster than he had meant to Toya looked at his father one last time before he left to find her apartment on his own.
Fujitaka watched as he last child walked down the hall, and wondered when everything became so complicated. Just a year ago Sakura was sitting at a table next to her two beautiful babies singing happy birthday, and Toya was making a good leaving in America as a science fiction writer. Now however their lives had been thrown all together and yet still one of his own was still gone. Grinding his teeth he tried to battle the pain in his heart, tried to forget his own hurt, tried to stay strong for a family that needed his help, his guidance. The pain in his heart and soul was too strong and the battle he fought was slowly losing. Standing up he made his way to one of the empty rooms, when he finally made it to one of the empty rooms he collapsed on the cold floor and wept.
He wept for his breaking heart, for the lose of a life that had been taken with out thought and with out remorse, a life that had only hurt another by leaving, he should have known though, Sakura always left what gave him the right to try an make her stay. He had always tried to make her stay and each time he tried she had hurt more, god he felt so selfish, all her life all she ever wanted to be was a teacher and have a family, and he had tried to talk her out of it tried to convince her that history was a better choice and that a family too soon would ruin her chances of a complete and happy life.
It wasn't just Toya that had pushed her so far over the edge it was his own wishful thinking that one of his children would carry on in his place at the college, too carry on his name. What a selfish man he was for every trying to stop her from reaching her dreams.
So he wept, for the lose of a child, and the knowledge that he would forever hold the guilt of making her runaway, and of ending her life.
-Toya-
The sky had turned pale again, the clouds had cleared during the after noon, but now seemed to be making their way back and brining with them an even bigger storm. What did he care, it didn't matter everything he had ever believed in and had wanted had died the day she had runaway, to be with a man he did not approve of for selfish reasons. When he closed his eyes he could see how she had looked the day she had taken off after finding out what he had done too her. Sabotaging her relationship was only supposed to keep her with him, and to keep her from finding someone else because he couldn't.
He had thought then that life was unfair that his love should have stayed with him and not have left him for another, especially a man that he had been introduced too by his own close friend at the time Syaoran.
He had been so mad the night he had caught Tomoyo out side with the man and had blamed it all on Syaoran, he had vowed that night that Syaoran didn't deserve Sakura and he would rip them apart. He had, and when he had the smugness lasted only a little, because the way Sakura had looked over those three months afterwards had nearly killed him into confessing.
When he had told her about what happened between Tomoyo and Yukito he had nearly cried trying to get her to believe him, but the guilt melted away faster than he had thought it would. When he told her that he had purposely set it up to look like Syaoran wasn't interested in her anymore she had exploded on him. She had screamed that she hated him and he had yelled it right back at her.
Now when he looked back he knew it was his own fault that he had allowed jealousy to get in his way, and it was what let him allow her to leave and himself to ignore that part of his life.
-Tomoyo-
Placing frames and books into boxes she had brought with her over to Sakura's apartment she couldn't help but look through the photo album she found placed in the back of the closet. Flipping through it she smiled at all the pictures she found of her, Syaoran, and Sakura before everything happened. The pictures of the twins where the ones that had her tearing up, as she flipped through it more she watched as the twins grew up, and laughed when she saw a picture of her in the background of one of the birthday pictures. She had never known what happened of Sakura everyone had assumed she had broken apart after the miscarriage, but now she didn't know what had happened, Sakura had obviously had the baby or babies, so why had she run away again.
Sighing Tomoyo placed her had on her stomach and wondered when she would be blessed, but quickly pushed that thought aside and moved back on to putting things away, but not before putting aside the album.
-Hospital-
Dr. Kudo stud by the bed watching the rise and fall of the breathing monitor, praying to god that she would wake up; he couldn't stand the thought of all those people losing her for a second time, so he prayed to God that she would wake.
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That's it for this chapter, I hope you really, really liked it! I didn't enjoy it as much as I thought I would since my editor had given me an ear full about killing Sakura off, but I really hope you all liked the chapter, I didn't feel it was up to par, so tell next and final time, See Ya!