Doesn't really matter - Chapter 6
Syaoran and the guys came back from their 'workout' tired, and very hungry. However, they had gone and picked up some burgers at a fast food joint, and so as soon as they got inside, they collasped on the couch. The food was sitting on the coffee table, but they didn't have enough energy to eat it for several minutes. After fifteen minutes Syaoran sat up.
"This is ridiculous, we should eat and then pick up the girls, who knows what trouble that they could get themselves into." He took a two burgers from the bags, threw them at his friends, picked up his own and began to eat. The guys sat up sighing, but began to eat slowly.
Adam stopped halfway through his food, and then looked at it in contempt. "You know, if I ever hear the words 'fast food' or 'takeout' again, it'll be too soon."
Eriol laughed. "Me too, but what are you going to do?"
Adam shook his head. "Syaoran, can't we hire somebody to cook?"
"No, too dangerous, and a waste of money."
"But..."
Syaoran looked at him. He had already finished his burger and was standing up.
"Where are you going?"
He picked up a bag of food, and started to walk up stairs.
"I'm bringing the girl some food, she has to eat sometime."
As he approached, the door, he noticed that it was oddly quiet. There was no sound, not even the usual buzz of the TV. He knocked on the door and waited, but there was no answer. He knocked again.
"Kinomoto?"
There was no answer, so he decided to get his key. He unlocked the door, and stepped into a dark room. A dark and empty room. He turned on the light, and stood rooted in his place. There were clothes strewn around the room, makeup on the dresser, and no Sakura. He swore under his breath. He returned hurridly down the stairs, ancd grabbed his jacket as he walked. The guys stood up in confusion.
"What's going on?"
"She's gone."
"What?!"
"She's gone. The girls took her to the club, we've got to go get them."
"They did - excuse me?"
"They took her to the club! Come on, we've got to get them back here, anything could happen. "
"Alright, let's move."
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"Alright people, if we have your cooperation, nobody needs to get hurt, but if you don't help us out, we can't say we'll be all too nice." The guy that seemed to be the leader of the group spoke clearly as he adressed the clubbers. Everybody waited with baited breath as the watched the mysterious people move around the club.
Well, they were mysterious for almost everybody. Everybody but one. Sakura sank into the booth trying to bo be hidden from view. She knew the people all too well. Dragons, it was amazing how they just stood out in a crowd, even though they looked more or less the same as everybody else, they were different, you could spot them a mile away.
"Ok everybody, as you all know, Sakura Kinomoto has been kidnapped. I'm sure that at least somebody in this place knows where we can find her." The leader looked around the club, searching the faces of everybody. When his eyes fell on Sakura, she was sure that they rested on her for a split second longer than the others, but then he continued to survey the room, and she held her breath once more.
"Come on people, let's not play dumb, and nobody gets killed." Sakura continued watching him. He seemed so familiar, if only she could recall his name. Meilin and Tomoyo sat on the either side of Sakura, both, she coudl feel extremely tense. Everybody in the club was silent. The leader seemed exasperated.
"Ok, my patience is running a little thin right now. Answer my questions or people will die."
"How can we answer when we don't even know who this girl is?!" Somebody from the middle of the dancefloor called.
"Because anybody with half a brain would know her by now. You know, she's that model that's been missing for a week? They have news bulletins on her every hour on the hour, if not more often!"
"Oh yeah..." there was a collective bit of murmuring amogst those in the club. If it had not been a possible deadly situation, Sakura would have laughed out loud. She didn't know about the rest of the gang, but so far these wolves had proven themselves to be less than brilliant.
The dragons were moving amongst the club-goers, not looking for anybody in particular, but searching the faces of the people, none the less. One of them stopped in front of the booth that currently held Sakura and her new friends.
He looked at Meilin and Tomoyo with a passive face, but when he turned to Sakura, he had a puzzled look on his face.
"You look a little familiar..."
"Is that so?" she looked at him nonchalantly, trying to disguise the fact that her heart was beating uncontollably.
"I'm quite certain."
"My, my, don't we have a sophisticated vocabulary for a gangster."
"Your vocabulary isn't all that basic either."
"Well, I have something in common with a Dragon, how flattering."
"You're quite a lot of mouth aren't you?"
"You have no idea." she looked him directly in the eye as she spoke, he words dripping with sarcasm and defiance. He smirked as he continued to study her.
"Fiesty. I like that." She looked at him and rolled her eyes.
"Well I'm glad." He laughed, but stopped abruptly and pointed his gun at her.
"You know, I like girls that have a sense of humor, but only to some extent. Usually I like quiet girls, even if they have to be dead." He didn't say anymore, and no more was needed to be said. Sakura didn't retort, instead she settled for looking at him with narrow eyes. He started back with anger, but interest none the less.
Tomoyo looked at Meilin apprehensively. She didn't like where this was going. It was a mistake to come to the club, that much was obvious, and she was thinking that they would be lucky to get out of here uninjured, or even alive. Meilin gave a small nod indicating that she agreed with Tomoyo's unvoiced thought, and it wasn't the first time that Tomoyo thought that they could communicate telepathically. They looked back at the two who seemed to be having a staring contest.
"You don't have blue eyes do you? You're wearing contacts, I can tell." The Dragon shot at Sakura, in a triumphant tone. Sakura looked taken aback, but didn't show it.
She merely smirked. "Do you really expect me to answer?"
He didn't find the comment as witty as she did. "Stand up.", he commanded. She stared at him for a moment, then obeyed. "Come here." he said as he beckoned for her to come forward, and she did so without breaking eye contact, moving until the barrely was merely inches from her face.
"Shall we find out what happens to anyone who dares be insolent to a Dragon?"
"You're the one with the gun, you tell me."
With his hand on the trigger...
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"Move, move, move!" Syaoran chanted under his breath as he manuavered his motorcycle in and out of the crowded streets, cutting of other motorists. He didn't know where Eriol and Adam were, they were seperated from him soon after the got onto the main streets.
"Argh! Get out of my way you son of a - what the fuck?" He had just felt somebody bump into him from behind. He looked into his side mirrors and saw Eriol, giving him a quick wave, the twinkle in his eye evident under even his helmet. Syaoran could only shake his head. They were in a possibly deadly situation and his cousin was happy. Well, at least more humorous than he was at the moment.
When he was a few metres away from the club, he slowed the bike down and jumped off, not bothering to fully stop the bike, just flinging it to the side as he charged into the club, followed immediately by Eriol and Adam.
They burst into the club, and stared in shock at the scence before them for a split second. Everybody stood motionless. The club goers was either huddled in the middle of the dance floor or sitting silently in their respective booths. Except for a blonde girl that had a gun pointed at her head and was standing away from the rest. He didn't recognize her, but he had a pretty good idea why not. He sighed. Never could he have a normal evening, especially not with the Dragons.
He took a gun in both his hands from his multiple holsters and fired a shot, and as he did, choas broke loose.
Shots were fired everywhere, bottles shattered and liquer spilled forth as they were hit, and there was flying glass everwhere. The wolves ducked, but quickly re-emerged with their own guns and started to fire back.
Sakura dropped to the ground and started to crawl towards the exit but she felt a restraining hand pull her back. She turned to see a Dragon leering at her.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Getting out of here you ass!" she tried to shake him off but his grip was too strong. Help however, came quickly as Meilin appeared out of thin air, and kicked the side of his head, making him unconcious. She picked up his gun and threw it at Sakura.
"Here you'll need this to get out of here alive."
"Thanks - " Sakura wanted to ask why Meilin helped her even when it was pretty obvious she was trying to escape, but there was no time. She had to get out of here now.
She kept crawling, but now is was substancially easier as many had flew or where struck down. When she got close to the door, she turned, checking if Meilin and Tomoyo were still in the club. She still cared about her new friends. Thankfully, she saw no sign of them, which she thought was good, but she did she something else which made her blood stand still. Syoaran was standing in the middle of the club, obviously in danger, but it seemed in control. Except that he had his back turned to one Dragon, looking very happy to have caught him at such a moment.
Without much thought she ran back to the club and flung herself at Syaoran, knocking him down as she felt a shearing pain shoot through her side. The ceiling started to spin as she felt faint, the loud voices around her swirling into one. She was dimly aware that she could see very little in the darkened room. They should install more lights, she thought vaguely, before everything went black.
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"She saved your life."
"I know that's, it been repeated an infinite amout of times over the 12 hours.
"What are you going to do?"
"I don't know."
"Is that so?"
"Yes."
It was the day after, Eriol and Syaoran were in the living room talking. Sunlight was streaming into the room, in obvious contrast from the mood inside the house. Meilin and Tomoyo were upstairs tending to Sakura, who had not yet woken up after being shot in the side. Wei said she was lucky to be alive, miraculously the bullet had barely wounded her internal organs, but it could be a matter of time before she was out of her coma.
After a while, they sat in silence nothing needed to be said until a scream was heard from upstairs. Syoaran and Eriol both shot up the stairs, but as she reached Sakura's room, they were met with Tomoyo looking quite angry.
"Well you guys keep it down? Pounding on the stairs like that."
Eriol wanted to point out that her scream probably could have been heard for a mile away, but thought better of it.
"Why did you sream?"
"That wasn't me! That was Meilin."
"Why did Meilin sream then."
"Oh... um Sakura's awake."
Syaoran and the guys came back from their 'workout' tired, and very hungry. However, they had gone and picked up some burgers at a fast food joint, and so as soon as they got inside, they collasped on the couch. The food was sitting on the coffee table, but they didn't have enough energy to eat it for several minutes. After fifteen minutes Syaoran sat up.
"This is ridiculous, we should eat and then pick up the girls, who knows what trouble that they could get themselves into." He took a two burgers from the bags, threw them at his friends, picked up his own and began to eat. The guys sat up sighing, but began to eat slowly.
Adam stopped halfway through his food, and then looked at it in contempt. "You know, if I ever hear the words 'fast food' or 'takeout' again, it'll be too soon."
Eriol laughed. "Me too, but what are you going to do?"
Adam shook his head. "Syaoran, can't we hire somebody to cook?"
"No, too dangerous, and a waste of money."
"But..."
Syaoran looked at him. He had already finished his burger and was standing up.
"Where are you going?"
He picked up a bag of food, and started to walk up stairs.
"I'm bringing the girl some food, she has to eat sometime."
As he approached, the door, he noticed that it was oddly quiet. There was no sound, not even the usual buzz of the TV. He knocked on the door and waited, but there was no answer. He knocked again.
"Kinomoto?"
There was no answer, so he decided to get his key. He unlocked the door, and stepped into a dark room. A dark and empty room. He turned on the light, and stood rooted in his place. There were clothes strewn around the room, makeup on the dresser, and no Sakura. He swore under his breath. He returned hurridly down the stairs, ancd grabbed his jacket as he walked. The guys stood up in confusion.
"What's going on?"
"She's gone."
"What?!"
"She's gone. The girls took her to the club, we've got to go get them."
"They did - excuse me?"
"They took her to the club! Come on, we've got to get them back here, anything could happen. "
"Alright, let's move."
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"Alright people, if we have your cooperation, nobody needs to get hurt, but if you don't help us out, we can't say we'll be all too nice." The guy that seemed to be the leader of the group spoke clearly as he adressed the clubbers. Everybody waited with baited breath as the watched the mysterious people move around the club.
Well, they were mysterious for almost everybody. Everybody but one. Sakura sank into the booth trying to bo be hidden from view. She knew the people all too well. Dragons, it was amazing how they just stood out in a crowd, even though they looked more or less the same as everybody else, they were different, you could spot them a mile away.
"Ok everybody, as you all know, Sakura Kinomoto has been kidnapped. I'm sure that at least somebody in this place knows where we can find her." The leader looked around the club, searching the faces of everybody. When his eyes fell on Sakura, she was sure that they rested on her for a split second longer than the others, but then he continued to survey the room, and she held her breath once more.
"Come on people, let's not play dumb, and nobody gets killed." Sakura continued watching him. He seemed so familiar, if only she could recall his name. Meilin and Tomoyo sat on the either side of Sakura, both, she coudl feel extremely tense. Everybody in the club was silent. The leader seemed exasperated.
"Ok, my patience is running a little thin right now. Answer my questions or people will die."
"How can we answer when we don't even know who this girl is?!" Somebody from the middle of the dancefloor called.
"Because anybody with half a brain would know her by now. You know, she's that model that's been missing for a week? They have news bulletins on her every hour on the hour, if not more often!"
"Oh yeah..." there was a collective bit of murmuring amogst those in the club. If it had not been a possible deadly situation, Sakura would have laughed out loud. She didn't know about the rest of the gang, but so far these wolves had proven themselves to be less than brilliant.
The dragons were moving amongst the club-goers, not looking for anybody in particular, but searching the faces of the people, none the less. One of them stopped in front of the booth that currently held Sakura and her new friends.
He looked at Meilin and Tomoyo with a passive face, but when he turned to Sakura, he had a puzzled look on his face.
"You look a little familiar..."
"Is that so?" she looked at him nonchalantly, trying to disguise the fact that her heart was beating uncontollably.
"I'm quite certain."
"My, my, don't we have a sophisticated vocabulary for a gangster."
"Your vocabulary isn't all that basic either."
"Well, I have something in common with a Dragon, how flattering."
"You're quite a lot of mouth aren't you?"
"You have no idea." she looked him directly in the eye as she spoke, he words dripping with sarcasm and defiance. He smirked as he continued to study her.
"Fiesty. I like that." She looked at him and rolled her eyes.
"Well I'm glad." He laughed, but stopped abruptly and pointed his gun at her.
"You know, I like girls that have a sense of humor, but only to some extent. Usually I like quiet girls, even if they have to be dead." He didn't say anymore, and no more was needed to be said. Sakura didn't retort, instead she settled for looking at him with narrow eyes. He started back with anger, but interest none the less.
Tomoyo looked at Meilin apprehensively. She didn't like where this was going. It was a mistake to come to the club, that much was obvious, and she was thinking that they would be lucky to get out of here uninjured, or even alive. Meilin gave a small nod indicating that she agreed with Tomoyo's unvoiced thought, and it wasn't the first time that Tomoyo thought that they could communicate telepathically. They looked back at the two who seemed to be having a staring contest.
"You don't have blue eyes do you? You're wearing contacts, I can tell." The Dragon shot at Sakura, in a triumphant tone. Sakura looked taken aback, but didn't show it.
She merely smirked. "Do you really expect me to answer?"
He didn't find the comment as witty as she did. "Stand up.", he commanded. She stared at him for a moment, then obeyed. "Come here." he said as he beckoned for her to come forward, and she did so without breaking eye contact, moving until the barrely was merely inches from her face.
"Shall we find out what happens to anyone who dares be insolent to a Dragon?"
"You're the one with the gun, you tell me."
With his hand on the trigger...
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"Move, move, move!" Syaoran chanted under his breath as he manuavered his motorcycle in and out of the crowded streets, cutting of other motorists. He didn't know where Eriol and Adam were, they were seperated from him soon after the got onto the main streets.
"Argh! Get out of my way you son of a - what the fuck?" He had just felt somebody bump into him from behind. He looked into his side mirrors and saw Eriol, giving him a quick wave, the twinkle in his eye evident under even his helmet. Syaoran could only shake his head. They were in a possibly deadly situation and his cousin was happy. Well, at least more humorous than he was at the moment.
When he was a few metres away from the club, he slowed the bike down and jumped off, not bothering to fully stop the bike, just flinging it to the side as he charged into the club, followed immediately by Eriol and Adam.
They burst into the club, and stared in shock at the scence before them for a split second. Everybody stood motionless. The club goers was either huddled in the middle of the dance floor or sitting silently in their respective booths. Except for a blonde girl that had a gun pointed at her head and was standing away from the rest. He didn't recognize her, but he had a pretty good idea why not. He sighed. Never could he have a normal evening, especially not with the Dragons.
He took a gun in both his hands from his multiple holsters and fired a shot, and as he did, choas broke loose.
Shots were fired everywhere, bottles shattered and liquer spilled forth as they were hit, and there was flying glass everwhere. The wolves ducked, but quickly re-emerged with their own guns and started to fire back.
Sakura dropped to the ground and started to crawl towards the exit but she felt a restraining hand pull her back. She turned to see a Dragon leering at her.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Getting out of here you ass!" she tried to shake him off but his grip was too strong. Help however, came quickly as Meilin appeared out of thin air, and kicked the side of his head, making him unconcious. She picked up his gun and threw it at Sakura.
"Here you'll need this to get out of here alive."
"Thanks - " Sakura wanted to ask why Meilin helped her even when it was pretty obvious she was trying to escape, but there was no time. She had to get out of here now.
She kept crawling, but now is was substancially easier as many had flew or where struck down. When she got close to the door, she turned, checking if Meilin and Tomoyo were still in the club. She still cared about her new friends. Thankfully, she saw no sign of them, which she thought was good, but she did she something else which made her blood stand still. Syoaran was standing in the middle of the club, obviously in danger, but it seemed in control. Except that he had his back turned to one Dragon, looking very happy to have caught him at such a moment.
Without much thought she ran back to the club and flung herself at Syaoran, knocking him down as she felt a shearing pain shoot through her side. The ceiling started to spin as she felt faint, the loud voices around her swirling into one. She was dimly aware that she could see very little in the darkened room. They should install more lights, she thought vaguely, before everything went black.
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"She saved your life."
"I know that's, it been repeated an infinite amout of times over the 12 hours.
"What are you going to do?"
"I don't know."
"Is that so?"
"Yes."
It was the day after, Eriol and Syaoran were in the living room talking. Sunlight was streaming into the room, in obvious contrast from the mood inside the house. Meilin and Tomoyo were upstairs tending to Sakura, who had not yet woken up after being shot in the side. Wei said she was lucky to be alive, miraculously the bullet had barely wounded her internal organs, but it could be a matter of time before she was out of her coma.
After a while, they sat in silence nothing needed to be said until a scream was heard from upstairs. Syoaran and Eriol both shot up the stairs, but as she reached Sakura's room, they were met with Tomoyo looking quite angry.
"Well you guys keep it down? Pounding on the stairs like that."
Eriol wanted to point out that her scream probably could have been heard for a mile away, but thought better of it.
"Why did you sream?"
"That wasn't me! That was Meilin."
"Why did Meilin sream then."
"Oh... um Sakura's awake."