With Or Without You Chapter 17: Getting Revenge, a card captor sakura fanfic

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With Or Without You
Chapter Seventeen: Getting Revenge

My eyes fluttered open to the sound of faint snoring beside me.

Confused, and somewhat weirded out, I turned to see who it was.

Syaoran.

What the hell was he doing here?

Then I remembered.

And groaned, flopping back on the bed.

Kent…had raped me. What…an ass. Then Syaoran had found me and brought me to the hospital…and then Touya and Yukito had shown up…

Uh oh.

Touya plus knowing what Kent did? Not good.

For Kent.

For me? It rocked out loud.

Hell, Touya could kill Kent and I could care less.

As long as he left me something to kick the crap out of.

I was bitter. Hell yes, I was bitter.

"Syaoran?" I said softly, shaking his shoulder slightly. "Syaoran, wake up."

He jumped faintly, lifting his head, his eyes still half shut with sleep. "Sakura? You're awake."

"As are you." I smiled. "What are you still doing here?"

And feel free to tell me if you kicked Kent's ass or not…

"I wanted to stay with you." he said softly, sitting up, running a hand through his already messy hair. "To make sure you were all right."

"Well I'm fine." I said. "So you should go home and get some proper sleep."

Syaoran shook his head. "Not until you're home."

Stop it! Ah! Stop it before I cry!

I smiled, biting my lip to keep from crying. "You really don't have to stay..."

"I wanted to ask you something." Syaoran sighed, looking at me, the morning sun glinting off his face, causing his eyes to glow charmingly.

"Go ahead." I said with a shrug.

Syaoran sighed and reached over, taking my hands gently in his. I could tell that he was trying to be extra gentle now, as if he held me too tightly, I'd break.

Though, as much as I hated not having his full touch, I was still thankful for his concern. After all…I didn't really want to be touched at the moment.

I could still feel Kent on me, in me. It was terrible…like a scar that would never go away.

I don't think I'd ever be able to forget that feeling.

All I could do, however, was move on.

After pressing charges, of course.

"Sakura…" Syaoran said softly, stroking the top of my hand with his thumb. "A few days ago…I got a call from my mother…just before I found you..."

I nodded, just looking at him. He looked somewhat…different to me. He looked tired, and his eyes were filled with worry, and anger.

God, did I really effect people that much? Didn't I feel like a burden…

"Yukito and Touya told me where you were." Syaoran continued, his grip on my hand tightening slightly. "Is it true?"

True? Was what true?

Oh yeah…Hong Kong.

After everything that had happened, I had almost forgot about my successful quest.

I nodded. "It is. Touya and Yukito bought me a ticket…and so I left Tuesday."

Syaoran looked up at me, something glinting in his eyes. "You did that? You went to Hong Kong…for me? For us?"

I shook my head, and his face fell. "Not for us Syaoran…for you."

"Me?"

I smiled. "Yeah. I mean, at first it was for us…I was convinced that it would be for us. But then I thought on the plane, and I decided that I would just tell Yelan what you'd told me, about not wanting to be with Ciria…and let you take it from there."

"W-Why?" Syaoran stammered. "After everything that's happened…I didn't fight enough…and yet you still did that…for me?"

I shrugged. "I still love you Syaoran…and I didn't want to see you living your life with someone that you didn't love."

The next thing I knew, Syaoran had leaned forward and caught my mouth with his in, I must say, one of the most passionate kisses he's ever given me.

And, considering how well he kissed, that was a lot to say.

But I guess he didn't want to get too into it, or he'd remembered that I was injured, because he suddenly pulled away, his hand still curving around the back of my neck, the sun still glinting in his eyes.

"I want to make it up to you." he breathed. "Everything up to you."

"You don't-" I protested, but he cut me off by pressing his finger over my lips.

"Too bad Sakura." he smiled, pulling away from me, letting go of my hands. "I'm going to make it up to you."

It? What, exactly, was it?

"What are-" I began to ask, but he, again, cut me off.

"You'll see." he smiled, kissing me lightly on the cheek. "You get some rest, I'll be back in the afternoon to take you home."

Then he turned, and rushed from the room.

"Syaoran? Syaoran get back here!" I shouted, rather annoyed. "Syaoran! What are you going to do?"

But, of course he didn't come back.

I guess I'd have to wait and see what he was up to.

Damn.

XxXxX Syaoran's POV XxXxX

I judge by what she's wearing
Just how many heads I'm tearing off
Of assholes coming on to her
(Each night seems like it's getting worse)
I wish she'd take the night off
So I don't have to fight off
Every asshole coming on to her
(It happens every night she works)

I smiled to myself, driving down the streets of Tomoeda, thoughts rushing through my mind.

I had just gotten off the phone with Eriol, and everything was set for Monday. Everything should go perfectly.

Suddenly, my phone rang, and I picked it up, "Hello?"

"Syaoran?" Meilin's voice said. "Where are you?"

"I'm on my way home." I said. "Why?"

"Just wondering." Meilin sighed. "You haven't been home since, what was it again…oh yes, Wednesday! Come home now! Ciria is freaking out!"

They'll go and ask the DJ
Find out just what would she say
If they all tried coming on to her
(Don't they know it's never gonna work)
They think they'll get inside her
With every drink they buy her
As they all try coming on to her
(This time somebody's getting hurt)

I laughed. "I bet. Just get out of the house Meilin, go and stay with Tomoyo."

"I can't! Ciria is my freaking sister, somewhat! I can't just leave-"

"Do you want to?"

Meilin sighed. "Fine. You'll find me at Tomoyo's. Don't come here though, or she will stab you, literally. She had a knife a while ago, and I locked myself in my room."

I smirked. "Don't worry, I-"

I cut myself off, however, when I saw someone walking by the side of the road.

"I'm going to call you back." I said, hanging up the phone, pulling to the side of the road.

This was going to be good.

Here comes the next contestant

I got, as quietly as I could, out of the car and crossed the street, trying to look as stealth as humanely possible.

At least, I was being discrete, up until I came right up behind the person, grabbed their shoulder, and spun them around.

"Yo." I said, though not in a nice way at all. "What's up?"

Kent looked rather startled to see me, like a deer in the headlights, but his face quickly changed from fearful, to confident.

"Hey Li." he said, obviously trying to suck up or something.

"I was wondering." I said calmly, trying to keep my anger under control. "Have you seen Sakura lately?"

"Still can't find her, huh?" Kent smirked.

Is that your hand
On my girlfriend?
Is that your hand?
I wish you'd do it again
(I'll watch you leave here limping)
I wish you'd do it again
(I'll watch you leave here limping)
There goes the next contestant

"Oh no, I found her." I growled, my grip on his shoulder tightening. "But I want to know when the last time you saw her was."

Of course, I already knew the last time Kent had seen her, but I wanted to see if he'd be stupid enough to blurt it out.

But, sadly, he wasn't.

"Not since Monday." he said. "Just before she went missing. Is she okay?"

"Not bad, considering she has a broken rib a few bruises, and was sexually assaulted." I said acidly.

Something flashed across Kent's eyes then. Something like fear.

He tore his shoulder from my grip and backed away slightly. "What are you gonna do Li? This is a public street, you'd be arrested."

"Like I care." I said darkly, advancing on him, my hands clenched tightly together in fists at my sides.

I had been training as a fighter since I was a little kid, and now, my skills would come to some use.

I lashed out before Kent even had time to think to run away, sinking my fist into the side of his face, hard.

"Whoa!" Kent, surprisingly enough, laughed when he recovered from my punch. "Someone's pissed."

"You bet I'm fucking pissed." I snarled, snatching the front of his shirt in my fist, pulling him forward so he was looking into my eyes. "What gave you the right to hurt her?"

"She deserved it." Kent snapped. "That little slut deserved it."

"Well, you deserve this." I said, my anger finally boiling over.

He was so going to die.

And I even feel the ladies
They'll go about twice as crazy
Just as bad for coming on to her
(Don't they know it's never gonna work)
And each time she bats an eyelash
Somebody's grabbing her ass
Everyone keeps coming on to her
(This time somebody's getting hurt)

My next punch sent him reeling into the brick wall that lined the right side of the sidewalk, and I was satisfied to hear his head hit the wall, hard. I was even more satisfied when he turned to face me, blood running down the side of his face.

"I'll sue you for this!" Kent growled as I came at him again.

"I don't give a flying fuck what you do." I hissed, punching him, hard, in the gut. "This is worth what you did to Sakura. I won't let you get away with it!"

"You can't," Kent said heavily, blood dripping from his mouth. "Turn back time…Li."

"But I can make up for it." I retorted, my fist colliding with the side of his head.

Here comes the next contestant

Kent hit the ground with the force of my punch, but even though he was down, I didn't stop.

Sakura had pleaded, and he didn't stop. So why should I show him mercy?

I kicked him, then. Again and again in the gut and ribs, my anger was a part of me now, taking over me.

For all I knew, I wouldn't stop until Kent was dead.

He'd hurt the person I loved. He'd taken a part of her away that she could never have back.

Sakura would have to live with that memory for the rest of her life, all because of him.

And I would make him pay.

Just as I was about to kick him yet again, this time in the face, I felt a sharp pain shoot up my leg.

With a startled gasped I fell backwards onto the pavement, only to see the leg of my jeans slowly soaking through with blood.

When I looked back at Kent, I saw that he had a small, but sharp, pocket knife in his hand.

I'd almost forgotten, Kent had come from LA. I should have known he'd have had something on him.

"Not so hot now Li?" Kent smirked, sitting up, blood dripping from his nose and mouth. "What are you gonna do?"

"Like I care." I hissed, diving at him.

I'm hating what she's wearing
Everybody here keeps staring
Can't wait till they get what they deserve
(This time somebody's getting hurt)

It hurt my leg, but whatever, I would get revenge for Sakura.

I tackled Kent to the ground, trying to fight the knife from his hand, but he was a lot stronger than I had expected, especially after the beating I'd given him, and quickly gained control of his weapon, slicing it across my upper arm.

I gasped and fell backwards, kicking him, hard, in the stomach as I fell.

The next thing I knew, Kent was on top of me, trying to plunge the knife into my throat, but I held his hands back, preventing him from doing so.

"Oh, so you're trying to kill me now?" I snarled. "Not smart Kent, not smart."

"Oh you're just jealous that I got to her first." Kent smirked.

"Think again." I hissed. "You were late."

The next thing I knew, Kent was kicked, literally, off of me, and hit the stone wall, hard, knocking him unconscious.

Here comes the next contestant

"T-Touya?" I gasped, sitting up, wide-eyed, staring at Sakura's elder brother, who was standing with Yukito in front of me.

"Whoa, nice Syaoran." Yukito smirked down at the unconscious Kent, slumped over on the ground. "You did a good job!"

"I would have done better if you hadn't shown up." I said, getting to my feet, the slice across my leg made it difficult.

"And you would have been stabbed if we hadn't shown up." Touya snapped. "You're already bleeding."

"It's nothing." I sighed.

"He cut your leg and arm, I suggest you go to the hospital." Yukito frowned

"I'm just sorry that you beat us to him." Touya glared down at the blonde-haired teen. "Damn. I've never seen you go at someone like that..."

"I had a good reason to." I smirked.

Yukito grinned. "Well good on ya Syaoran. But you should get to the hospital and get those wounds checked out. I'll take you."

"Thanks." I said. "But what about Kent?"

"I'll take care of him." Touya grinned.

"Touya, no killing." Yukito warned the dark-haired twenty-two-year-old.

"I'm not gonna kill him!" Touya snickered. "I'll take him to the police station, where real justice will be served."

"I like my kind of justice." I smirked.

"Me too, but I think Kent's had enough." Yukito laughed. "We'll see you later Touya."

"Uh huh." Touya said, lifting Kent off the ground, not very gently. "Damn he's heavy..."

Yukito helped me out to his car, since my leg was bleeding rather badly and hurt like hell, and helped me inside. "Thanks."

"No problem." Yukito smiled, hoping in the driver's seat. "So, I'm guessing someone else will have to take Sakura home huh?"

"That would be a good thing…seeing as I can't drive with my leg like this." I sighed.

"I'll get Eriol to do it." Yukito said.

"Thanks again…for helping me out there." I said sheepishly. "Touya was right, I probably would have gotten stabbed."

Yukito smirked. "No problem Syaoran. After all, we plan on keeping you around for a while."

Is that your hand
On my girlfriend?
Is that your hand?
I wish you'd do it again
(I'll watch you leave here limping)
I wish you'd do it again
(I'll watch you leave here limping)
I wish you'd do it again
(Each night seems like it's getting worse)
I wish you'd do it again
(This time somebody's getting hurt)
There goes the next contestant

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I do not own the song "Next Contestant" by Nickelback (though, God, I wish I did) but it's an AMAZING song from their new CD (actually, the WHOLE CD is amazing!) I was listening to it and thought that this would be a nice little background song for Syaoran's freak out.