Author: tears oF U

Title: Sensitive Eyes

Summary: Sakura Kinomoto is a working girl in Tokyo; she works as a hair stylist at a popular salon. She has always wished of meeting the right man, and she finally gets her chance. One day, when rushing to work, she stumbles right in front of a photo shoot, and the photographer snaps a photo off her when she takes a glance at the camera. The photographer is also a motorcycle racer, named Syaoran Li, and it's love at first sight.

Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura, it is owned by Clamp. Though I wish I had made it… Or the song, "Because I'm a Girl." The former Korean band Kiss owns it.

Chapter 5

I Can't See You

Syaoran and Sakura went back to the studio and went upstairs. It was the first time Sakura has ever been in the living part of the building. Sakura examined the living room; there were papers and photos everywhere, and food wrappers on the ground.

"Gosh Syaoran, don't you ever clean?" Sakura complained as she picked up a sticky candy wrapper that had stuck to her shoe. Syaoran laughed in embarrassment.

"Sorry, we've been busy since Tokyo fashion week is coming up, ehe…" Syaoran said as he cleared a table and put it all in an empty box.

"Oh, well how come you're not working right now?" Sakura asked as they both sat down on the table. Sakura felt the chair with her palm, and it was crusty and dry.

Eww! This place needs a serious makeover

"Well, I'm supposed to be working now, but I'd rather be with you." Syaoran said, as he stroked her hair, Sakura smiled back, and she gave him a kiss. Yujiro was coming up the stairs when he noticed them, and his eyes widened.

"Oh, sorry you two, I'll go to the mall to kill time." Yujiro joked, and Sakura got annoyed.

"Hey! We're not doing anything Yujiro!" Sakura yelled trying to hide her red face. Syaoran and Yujiro laughed at how childish Sakura was.

"Sure you are." Yujiro sarcastically said as he went back downstairs..

"Don't worry about him, he likes you." Syaoran said as he took of his shirt and got peanut butter. Sakura blushed, as she saw his wonderful physique, she thought dirty thoughts, but then shook it out of her head. Syaoran examined her face, and giggled.

"Do you always check guys out?" Syaoran asked as he put another shirt on. Sakura blushed even more.

"No! I just- Well…" Sakura didn't have an excuse, so she just sat there silently. Syaoran passed her a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

"Don't make a fuss, you'll be seeing more of my Zeus-like body." Syaoran joked as Sakura's mouth dropped out of shock and hit his shoulder.

"Gosh, you're so conceited." Sakura stated after taking a bite out of the sandwich.

But he does have a great body, if only I could feel those tight abs, and those great biceps. And maybe I'll even get to see his-

Sakura stopped, and hit herself to forget about those dirty fantasies. Syaoran's eyebrow arched up, wondering what she was doing.

"Um- Syaoran, where are the photos that we did months ago?" Sakura asked, as she drew a happy face with peanut butter on the plate. Syaoran first swallowed his food.

"Um, I think it's in the processing room. Let me wash my hands, I'll get it for you." Syaoran said, about to get up, but Sakura stopped him.

"No! I can get them myself." Sakura said as she got up before him, not wanting him to get all annoyed by her favors.

"Oh, ok then, its somewhere in there, just look around." Syaoran said as he pointed to the door.

"Ok, thanks." Sakura walked into the room, there were photos hanging everywhere, and another desk cluttered with pictures and pencils.

Back at the hospital Tomoyo and Eroil sat in the lobby talking, and Tomoyo got more nervous by the second, hoping Haru wouldn't come storming out the door. Eroil was talking about his "dramatic" life, and Tomoyo pretended like she was listening as she glanced at the elevator every time it opened.

"So, when I turned 16-" Tomoyo interrupted him, still trying to be polite.

"Um, don't you think we should be going?" Tomoyo asked desperately, as sweat ran down her forehead.

"Oh, but who will bring Haru home?" Eroil asked, and Tomoyo's heart dropped.

What? He actually cares about her! No, I won't let this happen! Tomoyo's face turned red with anger, and she started to panic, and kissed him. Eroil, who as caught off guard, tried to get her off him, and Tomoyo broke the kiss.

"Eroil, even though we just met, would you go out with me?" Tomoyo yelled, not noticing the people staring. Eroil looked around, and everyone in the lobby was looking at them.

"Um, sure." Eroil said, not wanting to break her heart in front of all those people. Tomoyo's soul lit up, and she smiled.

"Really? Okay then, let's go to a restaurant. How about Italian? Maybe we should get some sushi, or Chinese." Tomoyo babbled on and on purposely pulling him to the car. Eroil was so dumbfounded at what he just did, and got in the car. Tomoyo kept on smiling until she looked into the rear-view mirror. Haru was running towards them.

"You bitch! Get back here!" Haru yelled. Tomoyo screamed and told Eroil to drive.

"Hurry!" Tomoyo yelled, as Eroil and Tomoyo fled the parking lot.

"Get back here!" Haru yelled, trying to chase the car.

"Hey, wasn't that Haru?" Eroil asked, as Tomoyo smiled again.

"Oh no, must've been a nurse, ehe…" Tomoyo lied as she wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Sakura was looking for the photos, spreading everything out, looking on the floor, and examining the pictures that were hanging everywhere.

'Where could those photos be?" Sakura said to herself, she then looked at the top of a shelf, and saw some photos up there. She stood on her toes trying to grab the photos that were laying under a bottle of Clorox, but when she was about to move it aside, it tipped over and the liquid fell all over her eyes. Sakura screamed in pain and fell to the ground, her eyes shut closed.

What is this pain, like some one is poking needles into my eyes… Photos scattered everywhere, the hanging ones fell to the ground. Outside, Syaoran heard her scream, and walked inside.

"Sakura, are you okay?" He didn't look down at first, but when he saw all the photos misplaced he looked down, and Sakura was on the ground, her face wet with Clorox.

"Sakura!" At that moment he bent down to his knees and laid her head on his lap. He wiped the liquid off with his shirt when Yujiro came into the room.

"Oh! Syaoran, what happened?" Yujiro yelled in panic. Syaoran's eyes welled up; he didn't look at Yujiro, but managed to tell him something.

"Call an ambulance!" Yujiro hastily ran to the phone and called the hospital.

"Please Sakura, wake up, wake up, please!" Syaoran pleaded as tears fell from his eyes, Sakura had fainted from the blast of pain as Yujiro joined him.

"What happened?" Yujiro asked as he knelt down, Syaoran didn't answer him; he kept his gaze at Sakura as he wept. They finally heard the sirens coming and Yujiro ran downstairs and opened the door for them. They took Sakura into the ambulance and Syaoran climbed in with hem.

"Is she alright? Syaoran asked desperately after the man checked for a pulse.

"Yes, she has a pulse. But what happened?" Syaoran couldn't say anything; he blamed it all on himself, for leaving the chlorine up there.

"It's my fault, it's my fault…" He repeated the whole time. When they got to the hospital they took Sakura to the emergency room as Syaoran sat in the waiting room, still crying. Yujiro ran inside, with Meiling and Takihaka running behind him.

"What happened?" Takihaka yelled as he lifter Syaoran up by his shirt.

"Takihaka, stop it!" Meiling yelled, but Takihaka just shoved her away.

"I'm sorry Takihaka, it's my fault…" Syaoran said, not wanting to look into his eyes. Takihaka's face went red with anger and he punched Syaoran as hard as he could, and Syaoran collapsed.

"That's enough you!" Yujiro yelled as he ran down to Syaoran, his cheek was red, as Takihaka stood there, trying to calm down.

"What kind of boyfriend do you think you are? You're supposed to protect her, not have her go blind!" He yelled, as Meiling held her back. They sat in the room, anxious to find out. At 9 p.m. Tomoyo and Eroil came and Tomoyo ran to Meiling.

"What happened?" Tomoyo asked as Eroil walked up to them. Meiling first stared at Eroil, examining his face and his physique.

"Who's this?" Meiling asked, totally changing the subject.

"My boyfriend, whatever, what happened?" Eroil's mouth dropped, hearing what Tomoyo just said, he hadn't said anything about becoming her boyfriend.

"Sakura accidentally spilled Clorox into her eyes…" Meiling said, Tomoyo gasped and then looked at Takihaka, who was sitting across from Syaoran. Syaoran was crying, and Tomoyo stared at him.

He must really love her, if he would cry right in public like that. Tomoyo came back to her senses and sat down with Eroil, as they held hands.

"I'm sorry about your friend, now will you let go?" Eroil whispered, as Tomoyo's grasp became tighter and tighter.

"Quiet! I'm sure Meiling has a boyfriend already, I don't want to be the only one without one." Tomoyo whispered back, as Eroil struggled to be free of her.

"I give up…"

A few minutes later, a nurse came out of the door, and Syaoran walked up to her. She told her the bad news, and Syaoran looked like he was about to faint.

"No, NO! This can't be happening!" Syaoran yelled, he ran out of the hospital, he ran as fast as he could back to the studio, the tears flowed and flowed, when he got back to the studio, he stopped, and held onto the door to cry.

Why do you do this to me? Syaoran thought, as he wrecked the place, throwing the camera onto the ground, and ripping up the backgrounds.

"Why did you do this to me, GOD!" Syaoran yelled up to the ceiling, and he fell to the floor, and cried. The door opened, and Haru stood there, in shock.

The next day, Syaoran was putting all the photos in the bin, and the cameras and equipment away. He was quitting, after so many years of success.

"Syaoran! You can't do this, you'll be throwing everything away." Yujiro pleaded, pulling his shirt, but Syaoran just smiled at him.

"Don't worry Yujiro, but I want to say thank you. Thank you for everything you've done for me. I'm sorry." Syaoran took his backpack and walked out of the studio, as Haru came inside.

"He was such a mess yesterday, I had to help him to his bed. Yujiro, where is he going?" Haru asked as they watched him get into a cab.

"He's going to give his eyes, to the girl he loves."

END

Okay, Chapter 5 is officially done, what do you think? Don't wait for the next chapter, it'll be great.