Sorry if I haven't been updating lately. I wasn't sure 'flying fox' was the correct term. If there are any corrections to this chapter, please let me know. Anyway, thanks for all the reviews! I really appreciate it. Thank you!

Disclaimer: The only thing I own right now is 10 bucks and a paperback copy of 'Charlie and the Chocolate Factory'. Note that CCS is not among them.

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"You?"

Sakura gasped. She was really, truly shocked. Why was this guy here?

He stood there, framed by the doorway. He was dressed much like the first time she saw him. Bits of glass clung to his hair and black wool sweater, twinkling when hit by the light. He looked like an avenging angel; dark, yet embraced by glittering light.

He was taller than she remembered. Unlike before, he wore no dark glasses, and his heavy-lidded, startlingly amber gaze rested upon her. Despite the fact that he just shot a man, he looked calm.

"Yeah, it's me." He said as he advanced towards her. Sakura cringed when she saw the small gun nestled in his hand. He stopped.

He watched her for an endless moment, noting her horrified face and tense body. He raised an eyebrow at her; silently questioning, clearly mocking.

At any other time, Sakura would have loved to violently take that raised eyebrow down, but the shocking events of the day robbed her of her usual bravado.

"You…" Sakura cleared her throat awkwardly, trying to steady her shaking voice.

'You-you're the guy from McDonalds."

Suddenly, the mocking slash of a smile appeared.

"Yes." he replied.

"Bu-But…why? Why is this happening? Who was that guy? And…"

Sakura knew she was babbling, but it was either babble or cry. As she spoke, he resumed his approach.

"NO!" she cried.

He stopped again.

"You-you killed that man!" Sakura said shakily, her eyes focused on the gun in his hand.

"No, I didn't."

"Yes, you did!"

"No, I didn't."

"Oh, yeah? The-then where did all that b-b-blood come from!"

He shifted from foot to foot, his mouth curved mockingly. That irritating brow went up again.

"Why should you care? That man threatened to kill your family. And I'm sure you're not too ignorant not to know that he planned to kill you too. Why, Kinomoto? Why should you care?"

"Because he's a human being!" she spat out.

He looked at her with suddenly solemn eyes, the amber depths dark with swirling emotions. After a pause, he again walked towards her, this time not stopping though every step he took made her tenser. With a grace not found in most men his height, he bent down to one knee; face serious.

Sakura was drowning in that amber gaze; seeming to convey messages she could not understand. A light touch at her ankles caused her to jolt, the chair she was bound to creaking in protest at the sudden movement. She looked down; saw his deft fingers gently untying the rough bonds at her feet.

"In case you'd like to know, Kinomoto, I shot the man twice. One in the knee and one at the shoulders. Far from any organs. He'll live." he said with his head bent, concentrating on his task.

"But…there's so much blood…"

"We're in an abandoned hospital. Apparently, the staff forgot some bags of blood."

He finished untying the knots, and then helped her stand up. He had to support her, since the tight bondage prevented proper blood flow.

"Bags of blood?"

"For emergency transfusion purposes, I guess." he said with a shrug.

"So…You didn't kill him?" Sakura quietly questioned as she looked up. Even though she was tall, and the 3 inch heels made her taller, she still had to literally look up to the man.

"No, I didn't."

A brief pause.

"Thank you." Sakura said sincerely.

He looked at her oddly, his high cheekbones darkening. Suddenly he looked away.

"Idiot."

There was something in the way he said it, the way his eyes narrowed and his head was angled, that chin in proud prominence. Sakura heard a little mental click as her mind unscrambled the various scattered pieces of memory.

She gasped.

"Li Syaoran!"

Again, that irritating, arrogant smile. "So, you finally remembered."

Sakura mentally staggered. Li Syaoran? Bu-but how?

Li Syaoran was the transfer student from Hongkong, back in her elementary days. She remembered him as the grouchy boy who sat behind her, his amber eyes always watching her as though she was the reason for the wars in Iraq.

Sakura opened her mouth to question Li, but the words got stuck in her throat when loud voices echoed through the building.

She raised fearful eyes to look at the man who still held her. His eyes were narrowed towards the doorway, but he looked calm.

Good, Sakura thought. One of them had to be calm. She was a quivering mass of nerves.

"I knew I shouldn't have let him live." Li Syaoran muttered beneath his breath. Sakura felt like he had forgotten she was there. "Sonofabitch." he added.

Sakura gasped. Before she could stop herself, her hand flew up to give Li's mouth a sharp slap.

He looked down at her with bewildered eyes. "What was that for?"

"Don't swear." she reprimanded him.

"What?"

"Don't swear."

He looked at her for an endless second. Sakura tried but failed to shush the voice in her head that gushed over how cute Li Syaoran looked when he was clueless.

"Yeah, we'll be right out." said Li. Sakura saw a small device plugged into his ear. He immediately started dragging her out the building.

"Hurry, they requested for some back-up." he said to her while they hurriedly traversed the dark hallways of the abandoned hospital, stopping once in a while to let Li peer around corners to make sure the coast was clear. A small voice in her head told Sakura that she should be scared, being in an dark, abandoned hospital with maniac gun-weilding men after her and an ex-classmate as her only protector. Yet she felt safe and oddly at peace while Li dragged her around. She ignored another small voice telling her the reason she felt safe was because her hand was tightly enclosed in Li's firm grasp.

"We're almost there." Li said to her over his shoulder. They were rushing down a flight of rusty metal stairs.

"Wait!" Sakura gasped. Yet Li just ran faster.

"I said, wait, darn it! Li! Argh!" she yelled. The last exclamation was due to her heel catching on a stray piece of wire lying on a step, causing her to stumble and crash into Li. He turned to catch her, but his footing wasn't all that great either, for they fell hard on the concrete floor, 5 steps from where they last stood. She heard a labored Ommph come from Li, followed by a vile curse. This time, Sakura didn't have the heart to slap him.

"Are you okay?" Sakura asked, still nestled within Li's arms. It's nothing personal, Sakura argued to herself. He's just holding me so tightly, that's all.

Before he had a chance to reply, a door opened. Sakura saw silhouettes of men with guns. Li immediately stood up, then dragged her up the flights of stairs they had just fallen from. "Plan B," she heard him mutter. Sakura could hear the loud clunks of running feet after them. She tried to run faster, but climbing up the stairs was just too hard.

"Oh, darn it!" she exclaimed after they had climbed endless flights of stairs. She stopped, violently pulled her hand away from Li, then proceeded to pull the impractical shoes from her feet. "Sorry, Tomoyo." she muttered.

"Kinomoto! We have no time to stop!" Li yelled at her.

"Just let me get these shoes off."

Sakura heard another vile curse, before she was swept off her feet.

"What the...?" she looked up at Li, who looked angrily down at her before rushing up the stairs at top speed.

"Put me down!" she protested. "Li! I can climb up on my own! Put me down!"

He refused to listen to her. Climbing the rusty steps 3 at a time, they reached the rooftop. Sakura struggled, and Li finally put her down.

"Finally!" she said with an indignant huff. She surveyed their surroundings. They were on top of, judging from the sheer number of stairs, a very tall building and gun-touting men were after them. Great, she thought sarcastically. She turned to see Li inserting a thick metal tube through the handles of the rooftop door. "Now what?" she queried.

Li acted as though he hadn't heard her. She crossed her arms in irritation. Suddenly she felt a slight tickling on her hip. My phone, she thought. She immediately pulled it out of her pocket. A glance at the name registered on the screen made her groan. Her father. Should she answer it? Would it be too rude to ask her Dad to call back because she was on the run from maniacs who wanted to kill her family? With another groan, she immediately answered it. "Hello Dad? Yes, I'm fine. How's Ethiopia? I see--" she paused when she saw Li advancing towards her, his face grim. In one motion, he snatched her mobile phone away, threw it to the ground where it crashed into tiny electronic parts, then dragged her towards the edge of the building. Sakura was too stunned to argue.

A few feet from the destroyed remnants of her phone, Sakura snapped out of her stunned state. She planted her feet to the ground, refusing to let Li drag her further before giving him a violent piece of her mind. "How could you!" she said, managing to inject as much disgust and hatred into her voice as she could muster. "You killed him!"

"Who 'him'?" Li spat back, giving her one of his choice glares.

"Greg, that's who!"

"Who?" he asked, bewildered.

"My phone! Do you know how much I loved that phone!" Sakura sobbed indignantly. "Five years of scrimping and saving, all of that gone in just an instant! And I've only had him for six months! How could you!"

"You named you're phone?" he queried incredulously.

"Well, he may not mean much to you, but he meant a lot to me! That didn't give you the right to destroy him! My Dad was on the other line! Now he's obviously worried because he can't contact me anymore. And Touya as well!" she yelled.

Li shook his head. After he seemed to take that info and shove it aside, he dragged her once again. They now stood on the very edge. Sakura saw a thick metal rope; one end tied to a pole embedded to the ground. The darkness made it impossible to see where the other end was. She made the mistake of looking down. The height made her feel quesy. Li used this opportunity to tie various ropes on her.

"Flying fox?" she whispered with a mixture of fascination and dread. "This is how we're going to get out of here?"

She looked at Li, who was hooking more equipment on himself. Sakura heard the barricaded door being pounded on. Before she could point this out to Li, he hooked his arm around her waist then pushed with his feet. They were airborne, only a piece of rope saving them from falling into a mass of dismembered remains. Sakura screamed.

They were sliding down that rope at top speed. Sakura closed her eyes as the cold wind whipped through her hair and stung her eyes. She started to pray. Various memories flashed through her mind; her Dad walking out the door to go to work, Touya teasing her mercilessly, the children at the kindergarten. She let out a loud scream. She felt so unsure, with no ground to securely walk upon. Even Li's secure grip on her waist didn't distract her from the panic she was feeling.

As sudden as it had begun, it was over. Sakura landed on another building's rooftop, Li's arms securely around her as they rolled aroud for a few times before stopping. She sobbed. Sakura had now discovered that she hated heights.

"Are you okay?" Li asked. But she was too shaken up to reply. "Damn it to hell." Li exclaimed.

Sakura turned her head. She saw more gun-toting men waiting for them there. From Li's expression, they weren't comrades.

Li pushed her behind him, instinctively protecting her. But there were too many men. One of them grabbed her from behind, hooking his burly arm around her throat. She let out a choked cry for help.

"Let her go." Li whispered, the underlying fierceness warning their enemy that there would be hell to pay if they didn't do what he said. The man holding her stepped back. With a growl, he pushed her away. Her head cracked on the concrete wall she collided with, making her vision darken. She slid weakly down into a dizzy heap.

Sakura heard Li yell out her name. Then there were sounds of flesh meeting flesh, of masculine groans and whimpers as Li proceeded to beat the men after them into a pulp.

Sakura was too dizzy to notice. Great, she thought. She, Kinomoto Sakura, who had never fainted in her life, was drifting into oblivion twice in one day. This was her last thought as darkness engulfed her.

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Whew, that's a long chapter! I'm going to say sorry in advance because I think I won't be able to update soon. I have a Daa Daa Daa fic, you see. Please read it if you have time. Anyway, R&R please! I'd really appreciate it!