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Chapter Nine
Thump. Thump.
Tomoyo sat nervously on the waiting area, her hands shaking. She could hear the loud beating of her heart on her ears.
"Sakura…" she whispered, feeling salty tears flow freely down her pale skin. She sobbed quietly and Eriol, who was sitting next to her, began to sooth her by massaging her back.
Tomoyo smiled at him then she stared back at her hands. The tears were still flowing. "I hate myself for crying, you know that?" she told him.
Eriol nodded.
Tomoyo smiled at him. She can't believe how understanding he was and she thought he was a jerk. He still is a jerk. She smiled. But not so much anymore.
She glanced at Syaoran, standing by the emergency room's door. He was pacing then pausing from time to time to check on the shielded window.
Sakura's lucky to have guys like them guarding over her. Tomoyo thought. She looked ahead and noticed her tear-stricken reflection on a glass door. And here I am pathetic as ever.
She laughed on her head. Sakura was lucky, she was not. Yes she may be more popular, more creative and more mature but Sakura was way better than her. Sakura was innocent, cute, funny, and childish in a good way.
She stopped her thoughts and stared at the nurse. That old hag hasn't said anything yet, and Syaoran was already getting mad. That's why he chose to go by the door, to beat the hell out of the next nurse that would come out.
Finally, Eriol voiced out their thoughts. "So… how's Sakura?"
The nurse frowned. "She's fine…" She trailed off.
They didn't sigh in relief. Usually, if someone talks like that, there was a big BUT that would follow after the good news.
"BUT…she has lost a lot of blood." If it wasn't for the situation they were in now, Tomoyo would've stood up excitedly and scream as loud as she could these four words, "I told you so!"
Tomoyo looked down. She knew what came next. "So…"
"We need a donor." The nurse cut her off.
"What's the girl's blood type? If you tell us now, we could save the time we would have on checking it." the nurse said nonchalantly. Syaoran wanted to strangle her but held back. She was a nurse; she was just doing her job. And caring about the patient wasn't part of her job.
"But damn I wish it was." Syaoran muttered. "If it was, I could kill her without getting sued." The nurse gave him a nasty look, Syaoran just shrugged.
"Sakura's a universal donor." Tomoyo said. the nurse shifted her attention to her. "Type O."
The nurse nodded. "It would be hard to look that up." she muttered. "You're her best friend right? What's your blood type?"
"I can't give her my blood even if I wanted to." Tomoyo said. "Type A."
Eriol stared at the nurse. "I'm a Type O." he said. The nurse looked at him, raising a brow.
"I am too!" Syaoran cried. "I want to help her."
"You both want to donate?" she asked. Both boys nodded. "Well you can't. Only one donor was the doctor's orders."
Tomoyo looked at the boys, currently in a glaring contest. She looked at Sakura, who was carefully being taking out from the emergency room to her private room. "You're really lucky." Tomoyo said, knowing full well that her best friend can't hear her. "Both those guys like you so much. I wouldn't be surprised if… if what they feel is love." Tomoyo looked away. "It's almost as if… I'm jealous."
Eriol looked at Syaoran, his azure eyes flaming with hate.
Syaoran looked back but his eyes were begging. "Please Eriol, let me do this. I was the one who got her into this mess, now I want to repay for all that I've caused."
Eriol looked away. "Yeah like hell I would. What? I would leave it all up to you so just you could hurt her all over again? Uh-huh…right…"
To his surprise, Syaoran kneeled in front of him. "Eriol… if I don't do this now… I would regret it for the rest of my life.
"Li…" Eriol replied. "…that's exactly what you deserve."
Syaoran looked away. "Come on… if there's one way I could repay for all that I've done its this." he said quietly. "So please… let me help her."
Eriol's heart softened but it was there, the strong desire to help Sakura. Whether it was for her or for himself, he didn't know nor care but right now, he wanted Li out of the picture.
"We'll just see Li, we'll see." after saying the words that fell on his cousin like a ton of bricks, he left, without so much as a back glance.
Tomoyo looked at the two. After a while, she shook her head in disgust. "Let them sort this out on their own." She went away to visit her best friend.
Syaoran was about to stand up when a pair of hands grabbed him by the collar. "ARE YOU THE ONE WHO HARMED MY KAIJUU?" a black-haired man shook him.
Behind him, a tall man with short auburn hair and glasses was talking with the receptionist.
"What do you mean harmed? And who are you anyway?" Syaoran snapped. Another man popped in beside him, this one had gray hair and was wearing a pair of thin-rimmed glasses.
"His name is Touya Kinomoto, older brother of Sakura Kinomoto and her personal bodyguard." the gray-haired man introduced. "You're Syaoran Li, right? Ms. Principal called us at home and you know what happened next."
"Yeah, you came in, this guy grabbed me and you introduced him." Syaoran snapped, glaring at Touya. "And you are?"
"Yukito Tsukishiro, Touya's best friend and saviors of Sakura's male friends, Nice to meet you.""
"And… he's our plate cleaner at home and I mean that quite literally." Touya said sarcastically. Yukito just grinned.
The auburn-haired man went to them. He ran his hands through his hair. "Sakura's records are not there yet, she just got out of the emergency room."
Syaoran pushed Touya away. "Sir, I know where she is." he said politely, still on a glaring contest with Touya.
"Are you Syaoran Li?" the man asked. Syaoran nodded. "My name is Fujitaka Kinomoto, I'm Sakura's father."
Syaoran nodded before leading them to the room Tomoyo had gotten in earlier.
He stopped by the door before facing Sakura's dad.
"Mr. Kinomoto, before you come see your daughter… can I please have a word with you? It's really important and I want to talk to you about it before someone else does… and I want your approval as well." Syaoran said before giving the kind man a shaky smile.
Fujitaka smiled. "Well, of course."
"I would like Sakura's brother to come too if it's not too much." Syaoran asked. Fujitaka glanced at his son. Touya gave his father a nod. Whatever the boy has to say, he wanted to know.
Syaoran led them beside the windows, a few meters away from Sakura's room. "First… I want to apologize to you because… it's fairly my fault she got injured." Syaoran explained. Touya was about to interrupt when Syaoran beat him to it.
"I'm really sorry. We had a camp, as you might know, and Sakura was my partner. We had this race at the woods when some bandit-like guys attacked us. One of them grabbed Sakura and two caught me so I wasn't able to help her…" Syaoran leaned against the wall before muttering another faint apology.
Fujitaka stepped closer and placed a hand on Syaoran's shoulder. Syaoran looked up. Fujitaka gave him a usual kind smile. "Don't worry about it son. At least now you're making up for it."
"You're paying the hospital." Touya demanded. Syaoran nodded.
"There's another thing."
"Yes?" Fujitaka asked.
"Well, Sakura's lost a lot of blood…"
"Nani?" Touya blurted out, shaking Syaoran. "How…"
"BUT… I can donate my blood to her." he looked at Fujitaka. "If you give me my approval, I'll happily donate her, my blood. I'm a type O too."
Touya looked at his dad. Fujitaka nodded. "If it's alright with you Syaoran, I think it would be the best if you donate some blood to Sakura. After all, she knows you."
Syaoran grinned. "Thank you very much sir!" he said before hugging Fujitaka. The older man was surprised but hugged him back.
"And thank you for taking good care of Sakura while I'm gone." with that, Fujitaka and Touya entered the room. Syaoran followed them close behind.
When they opened the door, they heard a series of beeps and sobs and quiet conversation. Fujitaka cleared his throat to get everybody's attention.
"Fujitaka-san!" Tomoyo exclaimed, giving the older man a hug. Fujitaka smiled and hugged her back.
"How's my daughter Tomoyo?" he asked, his smile faltering a bit.
"Her breathing's steady again but she's still unconscious…" Eriol went over before Tomoyo could continue. "Sir, my name is Eriol Hiirigizawa and I'm a friend of Sakura and Tomoyo." he offered his hand.
"Nice to meet you." Fujitaka said. While his father talked with them, Touya went over to Sakura and held her hand. Syaoran watched him carefully from the door.
"Kaijuu… hang on. Don't die." Touya whispered, squeezing her hand. "Okay?"
"I'm sorry." Syaoran heard Fujitaka say. He looked over towards them. "Syaoran had already offered to donate his blood to Sakura, I'm really sorry Eriol."
Eriol seemed angry but he smiled, covering it up. "It's alright. I just want to help but it seems my cousin beat me to it." He gave Syaoran a forced smile that told him quietly, "You might have won this time Li, but I assure you, I will win next time."
"Would you like something to drink Mr. Kinomoto?" he asked.
"Yes, please."
Eriol brushed past Syaoran to the door, not failing to give him a deadly look as he did so.
Short, I know. I'm working on the tenth chap now and I might be able to post it sooner! I just want to know your reactions on the flow of events. Flames are welcome as long as they would help me improve, not just badmouthing my work. Thanks! Please review! I REALLY want to reach a hundred reviews, it would be a dream come true to me.
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