I Thought he was Perfect
A/N Well I just had to update. I'm sooo bored right now! I'm so bored I'm actually watching Star Wars cause it's on FOX! Anyway, I know some of you wanted it to be Syaoran who came to Sakura's rescue last time when she called the police, but I wanted to get Tadashi and Koji's relationship across and show the kind of friendship they had. I also wanted Koji's best friend to be the one to come to the house and realize how crazy he is. Anyways, this is the chapter Sakura and Syaoran meet. Took me long enough eh? 5 chapters too long. Anyways, I hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS, CLAMP does. I do own this plot though.
Re-cap of chapter 4…
Before she sent him home later that night the only thoughts running through Sakura's head were:
"I sent my husband to jail, and now he wants revenge."
Chapter 5: Meeting Each Other
It was early the next morning and Sakura was just waking up. It was a habit to get up and then go in and wake up Sumi so when she walked into Sumi's room and saw she wasn't there it came as a shock. It was then she remembered that she left Sumi at Nozomi's last night to deal with Koji.
All the memories of last night came flooding back as soon as she thought about it. The reality of it all made her realize all the changes her life was going to be going through. Her husband was going to jail after his trail; she was going to get divorced so she wouldn't be married anymore, she would be raising her four-year old daughter all on her own, and she would only have a single income. There was no way she could ever get money from Koji while he was in prison. She was just going to have to find a way to get by.
She shook her head to get rid of her thoughts from last night and headed downstairs to make herself some breakfast. It was only some toast, but hey, she couldn't cook! Oh god! How was she supposed to feed Sumi and herself? Koji did all the cooking! She then took a deep breath and tried to calm down. It was going to be okay, she would learn. Everyone had to start somewhere right? Give it time and she would learn. Cooking couldn't be a natural talent right? It just had to be taught. It wasn't her fault she was afraid of the stove! All she had to do was over come her fear and finally learn how to make something decent.
She then finished her toast and made herself a cup of coffee. She stuck her plate in the dishwasher and started drinking her coffee when she then heard a knock on the door. She looked at the front door that was right by the kitchen confused. She wasn't expecting anyone today was she? Did people find out and now want to try and talk to her? Was Tadashi coming over to see how she was doing? All these questions were racing through her head as she walked out of the kitchen and too the front door. She didn't really care that she was just in her nightgown. It wasn't like she was trying to impress anyone this morning. She was home alone and didn't even bother to put on her housecoat because she wasn't expecting someone to be in her house. She was finally at the door and turned the knob to see who would be at her house so early.
When she opened the door, she saw probably the most handsome man she had ever seen. He was tall, her guess about 6'4, with unruly chestnut hair that instead of making him look sloppy, made him look good, and beautiful amber eyes that you could drown in. He was dressed casual, just a t-shirt and jeans, but it still made her think twice about what she was thinking earlier about not wanting to impress anyone. Here he was, actually dressed! While she was standing there in her nightgown that looked like an oversized t-shirt that had an angry cat saying, "what part of me-ow don't you understand?" Yes, she felt that she really should have cared how she looked.
"Can I help you?" she asked after she got over her little shock of having someone here.
"I'm looking for a Sakura Tzu," he told her, looking over the outfit she came to the door in.
"That's me," Sakura told him. "And you are?"
"I'm Syaoran Li. I'm a privet detective that's been working on the serial killer case that they arrested last night. I heard you were the one that called the police. Is that correct?" Syaoran asked. He couldn't stop looking at this woman. She may have come to the door dressed like she just woke up, but he could tell she was beautiful. He especially loved her eyes. Emerald green, his favourite colour.
"Yes that's correct," Sakura nodded her head, "Please, come on in." She moved out of the way to let him.
Syaoran walked into the house when she moved out of the way. He looked around and saw that it was pretty clean and average looking. He noticed there was a few toys scattered around the house. Sakura closed the door behind him and spoke taking him out of his thoughts of the house.
"Sorry about how I look," she laughed. "I wasn't expecting anyone over so early."
"It's alright. I know I should have called first," Syaoran reassured her.
"Do you want something to drink?"
"Oh, no thank you," he shook his head. "I just came to ask you a few questions."
"Well, then have a seat," Sakura gestured to the coaches in the living room.
Syaoran sat down on the coach while Sakura sat on the love seat. But right when he sat down, something poked him. He stood up and found something crammed between the cushions. He pulled it out and saw that it was a Barbie doll. Sakura saw it in his hand and got up to take it from him.
"Sorry about that. It's my daughters, she leaves her toys everywhere."
"It's okay," Syaoran reassured her. After he handed it to her and she put it away he sat down again. Sakura sat back down again too and waited for the questions he was about to ask her.
"Alright, what was your relationship with the man?" Syaoran started off.
"He-he was my husband," Sakura stuttered.
"And you have a family? You said you had a daughter."
"Yes, we have a daughter. Her name's Sumiko; Sumi for short. She's four."
"Did you ever notice anything suspicious about his behaviour around the time the murders started?"
"Not that I can remember…." She trailed off in thought. "Just that every once in awhile he would come home late. But then he would just say that he got held up at work. But for the past few months he couldn't seem to get his story straight and I got suspicious."
"Did you ever do anything when you got suspicious?"
"Last night I wanted to see if he was going to be late, so I got Sumi to stay at her babysitter's house. I guess you could say I got lucky when he left work at his regular time and didn't come home."
"So you know exactly what he did last night when he supposedly killed someone?"
Sakura nodded, "I know what the girl looks like from far away. All I don't know is her eye colour."
Syaoran was interested, "What did she look like?"
Sakura was quiet for a minute trying to remember what she looked like, "She had platinum blonde hair, kind of on the chunky side, had a really annoying voice, and was wearing a micro mini skirt and a tube top."
Syaoran jotted down her description, "So you know where the body is and everything?"
"How he killed her, where he buried her, how he got her there, what he said, who he was, when it happened, the only thing I don't know is why. He just told me that it was fun. How can someone do all that and say it was fun!" she now had tears in her eyes thinking about why he would do that.
"We'll never know," Syaoran shook his head. He couldn't believe this woman was actually married to that sick serial killer.
"I just thought that, he was happy… he told me everyday that he loved me, we had a child, and now I find out that the same year we had our daughter, he was doing this. It's just so hard to believe."
"He probably was happy, he's probably just a little messed in the head. It's probably just a thrill." Syaoran tried to reassure her that it wasn't her fault. He didn't know why, but he thought that he should try and cheer her up, even though he just met her.
"I know, it's just, I can't help but wonder if it was something I did. But that's natural right?" Sakura asked with a small smile.
"Yeah, most people that are close too the arrested blame themselves, especially parents. But you are his wife so you probably feel like he wasn't happy in your marriage."
"That's exactly what I feel like," Sakura nodded her head sighing. "I can't help but think it was something I did."
"It's best not to think like that Tzu," he told her. He was actually surprised that she didn't try and flirt with him like others had. He knew that woman found him attractive, but he hated it when they tried so hard to get his attention. Maybe it was because of what she just found out about her husband.
"Call me Kinomoto," Sakura told him. She couldn't help but shudder when he called her Tzu; the name was haunting now.
"Kinomoto?" he asked confused.
"My maiden name. I don't want anything to associate me to Koji anymore. After what he said last night, I can't help but be afraid of him."
"What did he say last night?" Syaoran asked curious.
"He said: "If they lock me up… I'll find a way out and get back at you Sakura. You can guarantee it.""
"Oh, so he threatened you," Syaoran nodded in understanding.
"Yeah, and after what I saw. I know he's capable of doing anything to me," she told with fear evident in her voice.
"Don't worry about it. If I and a few others have our way, he'll be in there for life," he reassured her. "And I'll be in the court room to watch his trial next week."
"You know, that makes me feel a little better," Sakura gave him a small smile. "But I think its time or you to leave. I have to get cleaned up and go and pick my daughter up from her babysitters. She's probably wondering why I haven't come to get her yet."
"I understand," Syaoran nodded his head. "I'm glad I could have a moment of you're time Kinomoto."
"No problem. Anything to make him pay for lying to me." Sakura told him as she started to lead him to the door.
"I guess I'll be seeing you at the trial. Goodbye Li."
"Bye Kinomoto." Syaoran said as he walked out the door.
Under his breath as he walked out he muttered "Anything to see you again."
Syaoran got home and tossed his car keys on his coffee table. He couldn't stop thinking about how gorgeous that woman was. Who would have thought a woman that beautiful would be married to a psycho killer?
He shook his head to get all thoughts of Mrs. Tzu out of his head. "Ms. Kinomoto." He reminded himself. She had told him she didn't want to be associated with Koji Tzu anymore.
Sighing he went over to the phone. He needed to tell Eriol everything that had happened. He probably knew already about Tzu being arrested, but he needed to tell him about talking to his wife.
He dialled the familiar numbers of his best friends phone number and listened to the ringing until it stopped and someone picked up.
"Hello?" a woman's voice answered.
He automatically knew who it was, "Hey Tomoyo. It's Syaoran."
The woman on the other line recognized who he was and immediately squealed and started talking, "SYAORAN! HI! Why are you calling? How was your day? Did you meet a nice girl and ask her out? Wait… it's only lunch time, so you couldn't have done much today yet. How's the case going? Are you alright without Eriol? I've been doing the best I can to make him better faster so he can get back to helping you. He should be better by tomorrow. Oh! I'm so sorry! I'm rambling again aren't I?" Tomoyo said all at once.
Syaoran heaved a heavy sigh when Tomoyo had started to talk. She was always like that. Tomoyo Daidouji Hiirigazawa was a woman who never talked normally. Everything she said had to be filled with any kind of emotion she could muster together. Whether the emotion was anger, happiness, excitement, boredom, or sadness. She never spoke normally; she claimed it was just to boring for her. Sometimes he wondered how Eriol could stand being married to her… scratch that, he ALWAYS wondered. "Don't worry Tomoyo, I just want to speak with Eriol."
"Okay! I'll go get him!" she said in her overly perky voice. The emotion there, happiness knowing that Syaoran wasn't mad that she talked his ear off a few seconds ago.
Syaoran sighed in relief when she went to go get Eriol. It wasn't like he had anything against her or anything, he just found her to be a little unbearable at some points. And the points when she wouldn't stop talking were one of them. Of course he would never tell Eriol this.
A few minutes later Eriol picked up. He sounded better today then he did a few days ago when he called in sick. "Hey Syaoran. What's up?"
"We've got a trial to check out next week. In case you were too sick yesterday to find out, we have a suspect to our case and his trial is next week to see if he's guilty or not."
"Wow, sounds like I missed a lot," Eriol said with surprise evident in his voice.
"Yeah, well what can you do?"
"So how do you actually know that he's the killer?" Eriol asked curiously.
"We have a witness," Syaoran stated.
"Who?"
"His wife." Syaoran said in a monotone voice.
"The guy was married?"
"Yeah, has a kid too. Four-years-old."
"Wow. So what about his wife?"
"I went to her house this morning to ask her a few questions. She seemed to have a straight story. Said stuff like he would come home late every once in awhile and make up lame excuses and stuff like that. Seems like an honest person."
"Well, he's got his wife against him, that's not a good sign."
"She said he threatened her before they took him away last night too."
"Wow, now he's threatening his wife. What'll he do next?"
"Who knows?" Syaoran sighed. This conversation was lasting longer then he wanted it to.
"Let me ask one more question and I'll be done since I know you're not one for big conversations okay?" Eriol asked. He knew Syaoran wasn't the most sociable person around.
"Shoot."
"What's the guys name?"
"Koji Tzu."
"Tzu… hey! Isn't he a cop?"
"Yup."
"Who would have thought?" Eriol asked. He never thought a cop would have been the one killing all those people. But then, it did make sense, how else would he have been an expert at covering his tracks?
"Not me."
"Okay, okay, I get the point with the one syllable answers. You don't feel like talking anymore. I'll let you go," Eriol laughed. Even in these situations, Syaoran's personality wouldn't change.
"Thank you God." Syaoran said sarcastically. He was always known for his sarcastic comments most of the time. He tried not to be like that at work, but it was so hard to hold it in when he was at home.
"Haha very funny," Eriol said sarcastically. "Talk to you later man."
"Yup, bye." And with that, he hung up.
"Now to go through what I learned this morning." He muttered to himself looking through his notebook that had his interview with Sakura written in it.
Tadashi woke up to a trashed house that morning. After he got home from trying to comfort Sakura, he had let all his anger out that he had been holding in. He had taken all his anger out on his living room and bedroom.
He was angry from when he watched Koji hit Sakura to stop her from talking, from when he threatened Sakura while he was being taken away, and most of all he was angry that he had been around him for mostly every single day and he never realized that he was a psycho!
When he thought about it again, he punched the wall as hard as he could. How could he have been so stupid? How could he have not noticed it?
He hid it well. A voice in his head told him.
That doesn't matter though. I knew him better then anyone. I SHOULD HAVE BEEN ABLE TO TELL!
Even his wife couldn't tell.
But she was the one who found out.
After four years of doing his evil deeds.
For all I know he could have hurt Sakura if he hadn't been caught! What if we never noticed and eventually he got tried of killing random girls and killed Sakura?
But he did get caught, and he didn't hurt Sakura.
And Sakura was the one to find out. I should have saved her the horror and saw him instead of her!
You can't change the past. And now, last night is all in the past.
I can't help but feel like it will affect the future.
Well that's just a feeling. People get those all the time and most of the time what they think will happen doesn't. Psychics are bogus, there's no such thing as seeing into the future.
I just don't want Sakura to be hurt.
This is your chance! With Koji behind bars Sakura is single. She'll want comfort, and who better to go to then one of her closest friends?
All she sees me as is a friend.
But now she can see you as something more. You can be her shoulder to cry on. Then she'll feel like she owes you. Bata Bing Bata Boom, she's yours.
Tadashi shook all the voices out of his head. Could they be right? Could this give him a chance to get closer to Sakura? Closer then friends? He then shook his head again to get those thoughts out of his head. He was thinking too much.
He climbed over all the objects he threw or tipped over last night to get to the kitchen. There was a glass coffee table that he tipped over and shattered from the impact, a love seat lying on its back, photos of him and Koji that he had thrown across the room because he couldn't stand to look at them. The room was a mess. He had almost made his way to the kitchen to get something to eat, when he noticed there was one picture still in its regular place that he missed last night.
He walked over to it, careful not to step on anything and picked it up. He smiled when he saw what it was a picture of. It was a picture of back when he was a freshman in college. It was taken in front of a cherry blossom tree on the campus. It was of him, Sakura, and Koji… before they started dating.
Sakura was as beautiful as ever even though she was only wearing jeans and a tank top. She was standing in-between Koji and himself. They all had smiles on there faces and there was love in both his and Koji's eyes for that one girl in the photo.
'If only things could go back to those days when even though I still didn't have Sakura, we were all happy and Koji wasn't a psychopath.' He found himself thinking.
He then stared at the picture of the younger Koji smiling while standing beside Sakura. He gave it his deadliest glare. A glare full of hate and loathing. He broke the frame around the photo and pulled the photo out. He was still glaring at Koji's image. He then started the tear off Koji's picture. He tried to rip it as neatly as possible so that Sakura's image was still all there. When he was done, it was a picture of him and Sakura standing side-by-side smiling with half of the tree they were standing behind missing but he was still satisfied with it because Koji was no longer there.
He placed the larger picture of him and Sakura where the photo used to be. He then ripped up the smaller photo in his hand into smaller pieces and tossed them on the floor. The room was already a mess so what was a little more things to make it messier? He then continued to head to the kitchen.
TBC
A/N Well, here's the fifth chapter. I wasn't sure how to end it, so I ended it there. Sakura and Syaoran have finally met and it looks like Syaoran already likes her. I ended it with Tadashi because he was Koji's best friend and you needed to see how he was taking the whole thing. When everything went on at the house last chapter he was trying to act like he wasn't mad or anything because he was trying to be strong for Sakura and I wanted to give him a little more of a part in the story. Koji's trial is next chapter. Can't wait to type it! Remember, read and review! Ciao!