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Ice Queen
Chapter Eight
Syaoran's POV
Brown eyes fluttered open and observed its surroundings.
Where am I?
Syaoran groggily sat up, wincing at the sharp pain he felt in his stomach.
Huh?
A sleeping Sakura had fallen sleep while leaning over him and now was laying on him.
He looked at how his wounds were temporarily taken care of.
... did she do this for me?
Syaoran gave a start when the auburn haired girl on him sat up and rubbed her eyes.
"Hm?" Sakura looked so innocent. So unlike the Ice Queen she was supposed to be.
"Syaoran... what? Oh, that's right. Um... you look ok so I don't have to call an ambulance... you owe me one," Sakura yawned. "So... who did this to you anyway?"
Um... what should I do? I'll try lying my way out of this.
"Uh... No one did this to me... I was careless and fell off my bike," Syaoran crossed his fingers praying for her to buy it.
No such luck.
"Yah right," Sakura snorted. "Che. Those bruises are in the shape of a fist, these wounds were inflicted probably by a beer bottle cutting you up or something. Besides, I didn't find a bike next to you."
Syaoran sighed and tried to stand up only to fall down.
Itai...
"Baka!" she looked concerned, but her next comment made him doubt whether she was worried about him or not. "Now I have to help you back on the sofa. Dang it. You're heavy! Stop being a chore!"
She seemed to calm down when she saw how hurt and worn out he was.
"Come on," she gently lifted him up a bit, giving him support and helped him back on the sofa.
So... who did this to you?" Sakura demanded.
There's no lying to her. She's too smart. Dang it.
"Fine," he sighed. "My Otou-san did."
He watched as her eyes were shaded by her bangs once again. "I see..."
Her head snapped up, her eyes had a look of determination in them, "Your staying here from now on."
What the heck? Did she just invite me to stay here?
"W-what?"
She seemed to blush when she realized what she had said. When she regained composure, her face was without expression and a little cold, "I said you were staying here. You're not going to get beaten anymore. As soon as you get better, we're going over to you house to get your stuff."
Sakura... Just... who are you? First you're the Ice Queen... then your sort of nice... now your offering for me to stay at your house? I don't understand.
He was about to ask why, she got up and walked over to the phone.
Laying back down, Syaoran listened in on the conversation.
"Eriol? It's me Sakura.
"No... everything's fine... sort of...
"No! I'm fine it's just I need a ride to the hospital... can you give me one?
"I told you I'm fine! Just come over and you'll see!
"Ok. You'll be here in three minutes?
"Don't panic! Take you time!
"Ok. Bye"
Sakura hung up the phone and walked back over to him, "Eriol's going to give you a ride to the hospital.
"Are you coming?"
Oops. I couldn't stop those words. Now she must think I'm an idiot.
"Well... if you want me to..." her face was turned to the side. She refused to meet his gaze.
The doorbell rang and Sakura got up to answer it. Syaoran could here her say, "Eriol! Come on. I need your help."
Their teacher walked into the room and his eyes widened when he saw Syaoran. "Let's get you onto the car."
Somehow, the two of them carried and laid Syaoran in the back seat.
Eriol had left to get some coffee, so it was just Syaoran and Sakura in the hospital room.
"Oh right," Syaoran said, "Why do you call sensei Eriol? Do you know him very well?"
What's this feeling? I couldn't be... no... there's no way! No way am I jealous of sensei! I mean... he has a wife!
"Hm?" Sakura seemed to wake out of a daze. "Oh yes. I've know Eriol and his wife Tomoyo for a long time now."
The silence again resettled itself back between them and Syaoran was beginning to feel uncomfortable.
Go on Syaoran! Thank her! You would be dead without her!
I wouldn't be dead...
Aw... are you shy? Wittle Syaowan is scared.
No! I'm not!
Yes you are!
"Shut up!" Syaoran shouted.
Sakura seemed taken back, "I didn't say anything idiot."
"Oh... um... talking to myself... ya. Sorry..." Syaoran turned red and took a deep breath. "By the way... thanks..."
Syaoran gathered all his courage and looked her in the eye.
She was smiling... It was a small smile but she looked like an angel.
Kirei...
My angel.
MY tenshi.
To be continued...
Itai – ouch
Baka – idiot
Kirei – pretty
Tenshi – angel
So...... what did you think? You better review! REVIEW!!!!!!!! Please.
Thanks for the MANY reviews I've been getting.
Ice Queen
Chapter Eight
Syaoran's POV
Brown eyes fluttered open and observed its surroundings.
Where am I?
Syaoran groggily sat up, wincing at the sharp pain he felt in his stomach.
Huh?
A sleeping Sakura had fallen sleep while leaning over him and now was laying on him.
He looked at how his wounds were temporarily taken care of.
... did she do this for me?
Syaoran gave a start when the auburn haired girl on him sat up and rubbed her eyes.
"Hm?" Sakura looked so innocent. So unlike the Ice Queen she was supposed to be.
"Syaoran... what? Oh, that's right. Um... you look ok so I don't have to call an ambulance... you owe me one," Sakura yawned. "So... who did this to you anyway?"
Um... what should I do? I'll try lying my way out of this.
"Uh... No one did this to me... I was careless and fell off my bike," Syaoran crossed his fingers praying for her to buy it.
No such luck.
"Yah right," Sakura snorted. "Che. Those bruises are in the shape of a fist, these wounds were inflicted probably by a beer bottle cutting you up or something. Besides, I didn't find a bike next to you."
Syaoran sighed and tried to stand up only to fall down.
Itai...
"Baka!" she looked concerned, but her next comment made him doubt whether she was worried about him or not. "Now I have to help you back on the sofa. Dang it. You're heavy! Stop being a chore!"
She seemed to calm down when she saw how hurt and worn out he was.
"Come on," she gently lifted him up a bit, giving him support and helped him back on the sofa.
So... who did this to you?" Sakura demanded.
There's no lying to her. She's too smart. Dang it.
"Fine," he sighed. "My Otou-san did."
He watched as her eyes were shaded by her bangs once again. "I see..."
Her head snapped up, her eyes had a look of determination in them, "Your staying here from now on."
What the heck? Did she just invite me to stay here?
"W-what?"
She seemed to blush when she realized what she had said. When she regained composure, her face was without expression and a little cold, "I said you were staying here. You're not going to get beaten anymore. As soon as you get better, we're going over to you house to get your stuff."
Sakura... Just... who are you? First you're the Ice Queen... then your sort of nice... now your offering for me to stay at your house? I don't understand.
He was about to ask why, she got up and walked over to the phone.
Laying back down, Syaoran listened in on the conversation.
"Eriol? It's me Sakura.
"No... everything's fine... sort of...
"No! I'm fine it's just I need a ride to the hospital... can you give me one?
"I told you I'm fine! Just come over and you'll see!
"Ok. You'll be here in three minutes?
"Don't panic! Take you time!
"Ok. Bye"
Sakura hung up the phone and walked back over to him, "Eriol's going to give you a ride to the hospital.
"Are you coming?"
Oops. I couldn't stop those words. Now she must think I'm an idiot.
"Well... if you want me to..." her face was turned to the side. She refused to meet his gaze.
The doorbell rang and Sakura got up to answer it. Syaoran could here her say, "Eriol! Come on. I need your help."
Their teacher walked into the room and his eyes widened when he saw Syaoran. "Let's get you onto the car."
Somehow, the two of them carried and laid Syaoran in the back seat.
Eriol had left to get some coffee, so it was just Syaoran and Sakura in the hospital room.
"Oh right," Syaoran said, "Why do you call sensei Eriol? Do you know him very well?"
What's this feeling? I couldn't be... no... there's no way! No way am I jealous of sensei! I mean... he has a wife!
"Hm?" Sakura seemed to wake out of a daze. "Oh yes. I've know Eriol and his wife Tomoyo for a long time now."
The silence again resettled itself back between them and Syaoran was beginning to feel uncomfortable.
Go on Syaoran! Thank her! You would be dead without her!
I wouldn't be dead...
Aw... are you shy? Wittle Syaowan is scared.
No! I'm not!
Yes you are!
"Shut up!" Syaoran shouted.
Sakura seemed taken back, "I didn't say anything idiot."
"Oh... um... talking to myself... ya. Sorry..." Syaoran turned red and took a deep breath. "By the way... thanks..."
Syaoran gathered all his courage and looked her in the eye.
She was smiling... It was a small smile but she looked like an angel.
Kirei...
My angel.
MY tenshi.
To be continued...
Itai – ouch
Baka – idiot
Kirei – pretty
Tenshi – angel
So...... what did you think? You better review! REVIEW!!!!!!!! Please.