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Chapter 13: A Fever Sleepover

"I remember everything now," whispered Sakura to herself. "I even remember the day when I left Syaoran. He was so sad... He said that he'd never make any friends nor have any girlfriends, but here I am, witnessing the greatness of it all..."

"Ugh. I'm so stupid for talking to myself." Sakura laughed dumbly. So Syaoran dedicated the song to me, huh? Interesting. He wants to get back. BUT WHO CARES? He's probably gonna want to be my bf so he'd get public attention from the Japanese press.

Sakura sank into deep thought. The radio was still on, with "Your Top 30 Favs". Suddenly, a series of knocks broke into the warm atmosphere, and stroke Sakura ever so hard on her head.

"Coming!" she yelled. As Sakura approached the door she glanced at the mirror, trying to hide her red eyes from crying. Never mind, Tomoyo won't care. Sakura thought cheerfully.

She opened the door abruptly, "Tomoyo, welcome back, though it's only eight—"

"Sy-Syaoran?" Sakura gasped.

Syaoran was red all over, his body radiating heat with snow all over his hair, face, and shirt. He seemed to be wearing a simple T-shirt and sweatpants, coming from a snowstorm. "Um, don't go back." Syaoran whispered as he fell into Sakura's arms.

"What?" Sakura said in confusion as she looked at the feverish Syaoran. "Grr. Now what have you done to yourself?"

She dragged him over to her bed and placed him on her scented pillow. Syaoran sneezed, but snuggled a teddy bear next to him.

"Aww," Sakura said sweetly, "Syaoran's so cute when he's sick."

Sakura reached her hand to Syaoran's forehead, but took it back violently. "He's burning with fever! I gotta get him to a doctor now!" she said determinedly as she reached for the phone and dialed a few numbers. Syaoran sneezed again. "He makes the cutest snee—Oh hi, Doctor Warren! I have a friend who's burning with fever, think you can come over?"

"NOOOOOOOO! I'M HAVING CHRISTMAS DINNER WITH MY WIFE AND KIDS!" Doctor Warren yelled on the other side.

"But-but he's sick!" Sakura argued. "I don't know what to do!"

"Keep him there and take care of him, idiot." Said Dr. Warren as he hung up.

"Wow... he's a super-great doctor." Sakura said sarcastically.

"S-Sakura," Syaoran murmured.

"WHAT?" Sakura barked.

"I-I'm sorry to be of so much trouble. I'll be on my way." Syaoran whispered as he got up to sit on Sakura's bed.

"No, it's okay, you can stay here. I can't let you out in your state. You'll get pneumonia!" Sakura softened, and sat on a chair across from Syaoran.

"Just give me a coat and I'll be on my way." Syaoran said firmly, but fell back to her bed.

"See, Syaoran? You're not okay at all. Besides, you were my best friend. If Sakura Kinomoto knew that I didn't take care of you, she'd be disappointed!" Sakura smiled.

Syaoran didn't answer. He snuggled the teddy bear again. The snow on his body started melting, and he felt hotter.

"Are you alright?" Sakura started to worry, and grabbed a cold towel from the sink in her bathroom and placed it on Syaoran's forehead.

"This helps, I think," Sakura said, nodding, "but now he's all wet from the snow! I gotta remember what Tomoyo told me."

"Cherry, when someone's sick with fever and their clothes are wet, they can still catch pneumonia. Therefore, you must take off their clothes and change them into a pajama or something."

"Take off Syaoran's clothes?" Sakura thought out aloud.

"What are you going to do with my clothes?" Syaoran jerked his eyes open.

"You can still catch pneumonia and die, Syaoran, if you don't get your clothes off and change into one of mine." Sakura said seriously. She was being REAL nice to her archenemy.

"Then let me die. I'm planning to kill myself anyways after you leave." Syaoran said casually.

Sakura raised her eyebrows in shock. "No! No! You can't die! I love you too much for you to take ANY risks!"

Oops.

"You love me too much for me to take any risks?" Syaoran asked amusedly, turning around to face Sakura.

Sakura blushed, and took the towel off Syaoran's head. "Wow, you're so hot!" she said in amazement, then realizing that it could mean one of both things...

"Don't change the subject, Sakura. You still love me?" Syaoran asked. Sakura shook her head hurriedly and placed a clean, cold towel on Syaoran's head. "Hurry up and take off your shirt." She said as she dragged Syaoran to sit up.

"My hands are too weak." Syaoran complained. "Just let me catch pneumonia. You don't care anyway."

Sakura growled. "Look, Li, just take off your stupid shirt and change into these pink pajamas ok? Okay, fine, I lied about not loving you. I do! I really do! It's just that, you've hurt me too much with the Meiling incident and everything. Truth is, I want to be with you more than anything in this whole world, but I can't. And I can't let you die. You're just going to kill me slowly if you do."

Syaoran watched as tears fell off Sakura's face. He gathered every strength in his body to walk to her and wipe off her tears.

"First of all, pink is not my color." Syaoran said as-a-matter-of-factly. "Second... I'm sorry, Sakura, I'm so sorry." He whispered. Sakura snorted, then gazed into his sad eyes, and reached for his feverish face. She joined her lips with his, and kissed him passionately. Syaoran jumped in shock, and pulled her face away from his.

"Do you want to catch my germs?!!!" He yelled angrily.

Sakura chuckled, and kissed him again. "I don't care. As long as I am with you, I am forever happy."

Syaoran stared, but melted his expression into a wide smile. Then he took off his thin T-shirt, and placed Sakura's pink pajamas on his shoulders.

"Wear it!" Sakura protested.

"I can't! It's a girly color—pink. Besides, I'm weak. I used my LAST strength to wipe off your stupid disgusting tears." Syaoran said numbly.

"Fine, I'll help you with it." Sakura said crossly as she took the pajamas from Syaoran's shoulder and helped him into the sleeves. Then she buttoned it up, and helped Syaoran into bed-sheets.

"You okay now?" Sakura asked.

Syaoran nodded. "You're really warm," he said half-knowingly.

Sakura smiled, and clung onto his shirt. "I loved the song you dedicated to me."

"Yeah, well, I knew you love ballades." Syaoran murmured. "Mind changing my towel?"

"No, not at all." Sakura said as she took the warm towel on Syaoran's head and drenched it into ice water.

"So, are you still planning to go back to Japan?" Syaoran asked cautiously.

Sakura waltzed over and placed the towel on Syaoran's forehead, and sat on the side of her bed.

"You're it, you're the ultimate, it's automatic I'm sure of it," Sakura sang hip-hop-ly.

"That means no, right?"

"No lies, so don't even try, to tell me that you're not the guy. 'cause I've been waiting all my life, for someone just like you, you're it, you're the ultimate-you!" Sakura voiced, and started dancing along with the radio.

"Is that a no? You're not going to Japan?" Syaoran asked anxiously.

"Syaoran," Sakura paused, and turned off the radio, "it's really sweet of you to come by and apologize and all—"

"LI XIAOLANG!" The door burst open, a tall figure emerging from the outside.

"Meiling?" Sakura asked.

"Xiaolang! We were just having our romantic dinner together at the Four Seasons Restaurant when you saw a stripper walking by and caught up to her! God! What are you doing in THIS PLACE anyway?" Meiling shouted.

"I-I-" Syaoran began.

"I was just going to say that I'm still going back to Japan anyway." Sakura whispered as tears rolled down her cheeks, and rushed out the door into the snowy night.

"SAKURA!!!!! WHAT MEILING SAID WAS CRAP! I DIDN'T—"

"Goodbye, Mr. Li."

A/N: yup... saku' going back to Japan after all. SYAORAN HOW CAN YOU BREAK SAKU'S HEART?

wut meiling said wasn't true, she was just making it all up... so yeah :) syao would NEVER do anything like that!!!

About the Songs.
Spanish Eyes. Backstreet Boys
Ultimate. Lindsay Lohan.

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