"Do you take pleasure in torturing me!" She sreamed at the amber eyed boy.
He smirked at her. "You deserve every minute of it, bitch!" He spat.
Her emerald green eyes filled with more tears as he continued to leer at her. "Why? Why do you do this to me? What have I done to you?"
His eyes were then filled with anger. "You never got it. Nor will you ever." He seethed.
The petite, auborn haired firl facing hiom fell to her kneesz. "You never gave me the change. The only chance you've ever given me was the chance to live in fear." She said hoarsly. "Given me the chance to understand that you're a bastard!"
He'd heard enough. He hated the way he treated her. Because of who they were, nothing could ever happen. The only way to be near her, was to hurt her. Both physically and mentally.
She cringed at the look in his eyes. She loved him. Why could he not see that?
He stopped his mental tirade and glared at her. "After all I've done to you... You never learn, do you?"
She rose to her feet and walked towards him. "No. I don't." Her voice was filled with determination. "And nor will I ever. Do you want to know why? Because I love you."
His eyes widened and he felt his heart drop to his stomache. She... she loved him. After all he'd done to her...
She walked closer, placing her hands on his shoulders.
He looked hurriedly at her hands before looking back at her face. What was she doing!
She leaned forward and softly pressed her lips to his. Her heart fluttered at the feel of his lips. She was half expecting him to pull away and hit her. She was pleasantly surprised, however, when he responded by pressing his lips harder against hers.
He touched her lips with his tongue, silently asking for entrance, to which she hranted immeadiately.
She felt his tongue invade her mouth, heart beating faster and faster as he placed his hands on her head, pulling her closer, deepening their kiss.
He felt at ease. Like there were no problems, what-so-ever, between the two of them.
As they continued their kiss, they failed to notice the black robed figure down the alley.
They pulled away, both breathing heavily. Faces flushed, eyes glazed over, they stared at each other.
"Sakura, I love you too. But with who we are, this is dangerous. That's why I acted how I did."
She nodded. "At least I understand now, Syaoran." She gave a soft smiled and turned to leave.
He grabbed her hand. "Wait." He whispered.
She turned to look at him, eyes wide with confusion.
He pulled her closer to him, holding her closer. "I love you. Always have, always will. Please understand that."
She wrapped her arms around him in return. "I know. Me too."
A shot rang out and Sakura gasped. Eyes wide, mouth agape, she slowly fell to the ground.
Syaoran looked on, horrified, as a cloaked figure slowly walked away. He dropped to his knees, tears streaking down his face.
Sakura lay on the ground, blood seeping from the wound in her left side. She grabbed Syaoran's hand and squeezed it. "I'm sorry, Syaoran." She whispered.
He shook his head violently. "Shut up! It's not your fault! It's mine! This is what I was afraid of..."
She smiled. "I love you." She replied. She closed her eyes and took in one last breath before her grip on his hand went slack...
Heh heh... I really shouldn't have been writing this... Not with my other stories not finished... But! I couldn't lose the idea! I hope you liked it! REVIEW!
