A Trapped Sakura:
Chapter Thirteen:
Authoresses Notes: Hiya! I got inspiration! Here it is, back by popular demand! I kinda hope this doesn't end up a novel…I just can't make things like this short from novel size. Oh yeah! I got my first flame! The person didn't even sign it. So I can't tell you a name, but whoever you are, you should really learn proper English before you try to insult me like you did. Sorry this took so long. I deserve all punishment. Handcuff me! (Kinky!)
Disclaimer: Um….bite me….hard…no, seriously, not mine. (But still bite me)
And here we go!-
(SAVE SARAH!)
(Don't ask)
Kurai-Tenshi of Doom
Flashback to right after Eriol left Dunkel's room
(WARNING! T+E fluff!)
As Eriol made his streaking way down to his chambers he felt the roiling storm inside him coming to the surface. He knew he should check on Li….but he needed relief right now. Maybe a bath or something. He curled and un-curled his fists. Blind to where his feet were taking him, it was merely out of habit.
His door to his room loomed before him and he slammed the door behind him. It was vital he was alone. He was horribly dangerous when this close to the killing edge. Other non-magical males experienced this, but for them it was during battle. Li felt it as well being a minor sorcerer. He had to be for the secret he'd uncovered. This again shadowed Eriol and drove him farther to the edge, so he tried to think of something relaxing.
He let the door at his back hold his weight. "Hiragizawa-sempai?" His closed eyes shot open. He cursed in fluent Chinese. A timid Tomoyo stood gazing up at him. "Get out!" he cried, hoping to get her away before his contained power and fury riled to her.
She tilted her head to one side. "Do you need help Hiragizawa?" she asked beautiful eyes narrowing in suspicion. "By Kami! Get out wench! I can't be around people right now! Especially not you! I don't want to hurt you!" Her eyes widened and she hated her slight blush. Suddenly she knew. She remembered a long time ago Sakura-chan had used her magic for the first time. A few days later Tomoyo had stumbled across her trembling and seemingly livid about something.
She embraced her friend and offered her what comfort she could, hoping it would be enough, and asking no questions. She'd felt needles stabbing her countless times, but she'd held on and almost an hour later Sakura had seemingly woken up. She'd sobbed about the countless cuts Tomoyo had, but the raven-haired girl had lied and said Sakura hadn't done it. This was the magical killing edge. Magic users with powers such as Sakura and Eriol risked a lot when feeling high emotions, in Sakura's case sadness at finding her pet sparrow dead (an archer accidentally shot him down) and for Eriol it was anger.
He might hurt himself if he were alone. Tomoyo threw her broom aside and let it clatter to the floor. She threw herself at Eriol and wrapped slim, strong arms around him. He seemed shocked, but she felt his power recede. "Tomoyo, what are you doing!" he shouted. "I won't let you hurt yourself!" she cried, a tear fresh on her pale cheeks. "Tomoyo, I might hurt you!" he sounded mad, but she knew it was his magic talking not him. "Eriol, just calm down. I won't leave!" "Not until you're better anyways." She added.
He snarled as his white magic blinded him. It was a sweet feeling, being on the edge of control, and this helpless girl before him. Tomoyo braced herself for the needles, a strike, a blast of magic power anything besides what he did. He kissed her. It was a rough, demanding kiss, and she felt herself almost faint as his lips took control of her whole state of being. Even as she let herself kiss him back and as his tongue traced her lips, she felt him calming down. Just before his tongue went any farther, he pulled back.
Leaning into his chest, Tomoyo cried out, hardly realizing she'd done it. "Tomoyo….I'm so sorry!" Eriol cried, pushing her away. Tomoyo was still in a daze. She stumbled slightly as Eriol took off into the hall. She watched still slightly euphoric as the door blasted against the wall. She finally got control of herself and the fire that was so mysterious and now burned in her and picked up her broom, face pale, yet flushed and continued her sweeping.
Eriol ran through the halls, now calmed, but a new power and hunger in him. His heart thumped horribly. He gasped for each breath. He ran until his mind was blank. He realized he was in front of the king's room. An odd noise from within had him on alert. Where were the guards? The ones stationed near Li's door were gone too, he remembered. Had the sentence been lifted? Eriol didn't think so. He pushed the door open slightly peering in.
The king sat, very still in a chair by the fireplace where the fire burned. It was odd for him to be here so late during the day. He should be out fighting. So should Li, but his injury left him free from battle. "Your majesty…?" Eriol questioned. No answer. Eriol dared to go closer. The king was pale. Eriol shook his shoulder. Nothing. Eriol swallowed his fear and noticed the goblet in the king's hand. He knelt and smelt the liquid. Poison. He knew it as Lilac Blue, the most vile and poisonous of all poisons.
Li and himself had built up resistances when they were little. Always prepared, Li was. Eriol sighed, not liking how his day was going. He rushed off to tell Li.
Present
"Stay here!" Li shouted to Sakura over his shoulder as he threw himself from bed. A pain seized his chest and he had a strong spasm as his stomach muscles and ended up doubled over on the bed. A warm hand on his bare shoulder brought him to reality. Sakura. His Cherry Blossom.
He choked back his urge to lie back down and stood sharply, legs tingling like needles. "Li…" Sakura trailed off. "Stay here!" he commanded. Her eyes narrowed slightly. "Eriol, how?" he asked, keeping his face its cold mask of indifference. "He was poisoned. I found him about ten minutes ago. He's been dead since last night." Eriol at least seemed moved; Li's emotions and heart were as hard as the wood on his bed he now grasped for support. "Eriol take me there. You-" he pointed to Tomoyo. "Stay with the priestess. I'll come get you later." Both girls were offended at being ordered around. Tomoyo turned to Eriol.
He nodded. "Miss. Daidojii, I thank you for your…help earlier. You probably saved my life." Li pushed past both of them. "But Li-" Sakura cried, slightly reaching out for him. "Stay!" Sakura held back a slight gasp. His eyes were alight with a fire she'd never experienced before. This was the Li that went into battle. Hundreds have died on this man's sword. Sakura felt fear. "You'll be safe here." She recoiled, but listened, something in her muted now. She'd forgotten who he was and his reputation. She'd forgotten that this man had killed her people.
She'd been too busy falling in love with him. She didn't even notice him leave. It was Tomoyo who pulled her to reality. Sakura looked to her friend, slightly hurt and confused.
She noticed the odd glint in Tomoyo's eyes and how swollen her lips were. "Tomoyo…what?" she trialed off, putting two and two together. She smiled, grinned really. Tomoyo had only more reason to flush. "He was on the killing edge Sakura. I couldn't leave him. After all you know about China's sorcerers." Tomoyo looked away unable to meet her friend's eyes. Sakura giggled. "Tomoyo…I didn't say anything." The black-haired girl glared at her, but stood shakily. "So I take it Eriol-kun is the sorcerer of Light?" Sakura asked.
Tomoyo nodded. "And there is a sorcerer of Dark, and together they balance all magical power in a kingdom, or country. Japan's sorcerer of Light and Dark was you. We just combined the two. That's what gives you your power Sakura." Realizing she was rambling Tomoyo stopped talking. "Do you know who the sorcerer of Dark is?" Sakura asked. Tomoyo shook her head. "It could be anyone. Any sorcerer can become those two positions; they just need to do the rite for it. But with you it was inherited. Much better you see." Sakura nodded. "What now?" she asked.
"I don't know Sakura-chan. There's something here. Something we're missing. Something big. Hiragizawa and Li know." "Something tells me right now isn't the best time to ask." She muttered to herself.
"We're what!" Sakura gasped, amazed at Li's statement. "You're coming to the funeral for my father." Li repeated to Sakura. Later that night he had returned, looking worn out and tried. But there was no sadness. "And I will have my acceptance. I suppose I'm the new ruler of China." Sakura pitied Li. It was such a great responsibility. "Li…" she wanted to ask it. What was this big secret? What did he know about Clow? But she couldn't. He looked too tired. Instead she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, startling him. He eyed her through his thick bangs.
For a moment his guard went down and she could see deep into his soul. She saw the turmoil there, and knew she needed to help him. "Sakura….there will come a time….a time very soon. All will be reckoned and all will be revealed. We just need the cards. The key." He sighed, and not bothering to explain himself or his odd rambling, he buried his head in his hands. "Syaoran…I want to help you so badly, but I don't know how." He looked back up to her. "I'm sorry. I'm confusing you, aren't I?" he shook his head, like he was clearing it. "Damn illusions…" he didn't bother to explain his cryptic mutterings.
Sakura eyed him wondering if this could be the right time to say she loved him….
...Maybe not. "Syaoran, let's get some sleep. You're bed is big enough. Lie here tonight. I can sleep elsewhere if it bothers you-" "Stay." She was startled from speech by the intense look in his eyes. "Stay with me Sakura." He whispered, eyes baring his soul to her again. She felt like her heart was melting, but she wrapped her arms around him, and he embraced her tightly, pulling her fully against him. Gently, he slid her legs onto his lap, and then lay down with her practically curled around him.
Her head was curled into his neck, and her breath on his skin made him feel comforted in a way he'd never felt before. In only a short time this girl had gotten into his heart and taken it hostage. Accomplishing something no one had ever done. She'd found the heart in stone. He didn't want to sleep. He wanted to lie like this forever. For as soon as he fell asleep, this would end, and he never wanted that. But eventually he did, as he felt Sakura nod off beneath him; he knew he followed soon after.
In the morning Sakura woke up to find Li still curled around her. She sighed, not wanting to move, but she knew she had to. She kissed his cheek gently, which woke him up immediately. He looked down to her, a warm sleepy look in his eyes. Then he kissed her lips. Sakura tried to hold back her shock, but it was hard, as he came for more. This was deep, and exploring. His tongue was careful in her mouth aware of how timid she was.
He introduced her to all new kinds of things and tastes and feelings. Like she'd died and gone to heaven. Eventually she responded, and she enjoyed the deep throaty growl this ensued from Li as she returned his kiss. His hands on her waist tightened, and he tried to pull her closer if possible. He loved the taste of her. So sweet and tangy, and so untried. He gently eased away, and earned a disappointed moan from her. "We have a funeral to go to." He whispered into her ear. Sakura pulled her mind from its haze and realized he was right. "Li, I look like a peasant. I can't go to a king's funeral!" she protested, wiggling her body.
He hated how desperatelyunaware she wasof how she was affecting him. He bit his lower lip, watching hers and liked the look she had. Kissed-swollen, and desperately eager for more. "Get up and go, and I'll show you how I earned my reputation as a devil." Her eyes widened at what he implied, still so innocent, and she got up fast, face pure crimson. "It's the day of your father's funeral, and Li you act like it were a party." She tried to be slightly upset with him, but failed when he slid up behind her on the edge of the bed and gave her a kiss on her neck. He whispered into her ear: "Sakura, you have made me strong enough to face anything." (AN: I know, cheesy, but I'm not really original. Sorry!)
Sakura "eep-ed" and resumed her almost now-permanent blush. "I'll find something for you to wear. Shouldn't be too hard. I just wonder how Eriol will find your friend something." He slid out of bed, now business-like. "Sakura." She looked up t him, form her state of previously making the bed. He seemed to be staring out the window at something only he could see. He didn't wait for her response. "I have something very important I must tell you. Not now. But soon. Very soon. First there is a man I must….take care of." And with that, he left, looking like he'd just risen from bed which he had.
AN2: ooooohhhh…..do you hate me? I can't help it! This was meant to be a fluff chapter. There will be a very big twist….and it's coming….dun-dun-dun…..yes, so pay attention, many will be very confused. I guarantee it. My own seal of approval. I'm sort of…..confusing like that. But I have a general idea. I just hope it works….sigh. So review me and ask any questions, now or later. Oh yes!
This chapter is oh so wonderfully dedicated to Do as Infinity, cuz that's all I've been listening to as I write this. And the Pillows. CHECK THEM OUT, THEY KICK ASS!
Love you all soooooo much!
Kurai-Tenshi of Doom