Soft Torment
"Sakura?" Syaoran looked down at the girl, who still had her face buried in his chest. "Sakura?"
Sakura looked up at him. He smiled at her. "What's wrong?" She asked. Her arms were still embracing him, and she loved the warm feeling of his chest. They way his arms fit so nicely around her small body. It was home.
He looked up at the ceiling. "I can't move." He sighed.
Sakura jumped away from him. "I-I'm sorry!" She blushed. Kaori and Jo chuckled at her cuteness. Syaoran laughed along as well as he slipped off his shoes and walked toward her.
"Don't be." He grinned and held open his arms. "The attention was nice."
Sakura smirked at him and turned away. "I'm tired." She walked to the bed and fell on it. His hug was better, and she could've fallen asleep in his arms. But, no one could disturb her on the bed.
"Poor girl looked everywhere for you!" Kaori folded her arms and followed Syaoran who took a seat on the bed beside Sakura and turned on the T. V.
"I was going to go drive for a bit." Syaoran explained. "Get some fresh air. But then I spotted Sakura outside, I sort of figured she was looking for me. So I followed her back to the room."
Sakura heard every word with her face shoved into the comfort of the pillow. She raised her leg and kicked Syaoran off the bed. She heard the thump that told her he fell.
"Idiot!" She yelled into the pillow. Syaoran held his hand to his head and laughed before he got up.
Kaori and Jo sat themselves back down in the chairs.
"Anyway," Jo started. "We're here as alliance."
Syaoran turned off the T. V. and Sakura turned her head to face them.
"We know you both are the best agents…" Kaori said. "…and we're here to give you the information we have so far in our own mission."
"Shoot." Syaoran listened.
Kaori and Jo told them how they figured that Sempo had lured the richest people that entered the club into some kind of secret room. The poor people seemed to be the hustlers that knew a shit load of information. Kaori had gotten inside information from the club, and Jo had gotten the outside information.
Syaoran nodded and asked question, while Sakura lay there listening. So far, it seems that Tempta co. wants to literally beat any competition. They wanted to hit it big. All the rich people were from a large competing company that sometimes didn't even have to do with their business category. But they assumed that Daisuke was trying to go all out on expansion and get his hands on all the riches he could. Kaori and Jo told them all they could, then said they had better be going as the room service arrived for Sakura and Syaoran.
The two agents ate their dinner, reviewed over their mission and the information they have and both took a shower; Sakura took one first. When Syaoran got out of the shower, he found Sakura sitting on the bed waiting for nothing in particular.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
She looked at him. He had his green boxers on and was towel drying his dripping wet brown hair. Did I mention he was shirtless?
"Put a shirt on!" She turned away from him quickly, her face flushed. "This isn't male supermodels you know!"
Syaoran chuckled. "So you think I look that good to take up male modelling?"
Sakura was lost for words and didn't respond. Syaoran pulled out a black t-shirt and put it on. He sat down beside her, looked at her emotionless expression for a moment, then mimicked her by looking at whatever she was looking at. They stayed in that peculiar position for awhile.
"What are we staring at?" Syaoran whispered over to her, holding in his joking laughter. Sakura looked up at him and smiled at his goofiness.
"I was just wondering…" Sakura sighed.
"You were just wondering…How hot I am?" Syaoran teased. Sakura pushed him off the bed again, and he fell with a thump. He got onto his knees on the floor and crawled to her. For some odd reason, he looked like he was proposing to her, that is, if you were to walk in on their little not-happening discussion.
"Okay," He chuckled lightly. "What were you wondering? Tell me."
He had been dying to know, since she was sitting for who-knows how long. She took in another sigh again.
"You can sleep with me on the bed." She finally came out. Syaoran stared at her in disbelief.
"That's what's been on your mind?" He questioned.
She nodded slowly. "I feel bad because you let me sleep on the bed while you sleep on the floor."
"No, no. I'm fine really." He defended.
"No." Sakura shook her head. "It isn't fair. We'll both sleep on the bed."
Syaoran looked her deep in those emerald eyes of her. "Are you sure?"
"Yes." She nodded. He stood up heaving a sigh. Sakura watched him as he kept his gaze on her. He suddenly let back is arms to hold a huge gap.
"Well," He said then began to smirk. "You want to straddle me down now?"
Sakura couldn't believe him. Honestly! Who did he think he was? The most beautiful man in the world? I, have to raise my hand and agree.
Sakura gave him a rightful, easy punishment before she went to bed, and enjoy a final goodnight's rest. Syaoran, on the other hand, went to bed with a soar cheek. The pain stung wonderfully as he felt that it was worth it. He was, after all, sleeping beside the woman that he's been crazy for many years; seven to be exact.
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Sakura felt herself being shaken to wake up. She expected a warm body beside her, a handsome man beside her and the man that's supposed to be her partner. But she didn't.
Instead he was right in front of her, the one that was shaking her to wake up.
"Come on. Get up." He instructed her. He went to the small table with a lit lamp.
"Why?." Sakura rubbed her sleepiness away and looked over at him. "What are you doing?"
She saw the gun that he was putting together in his hands. The ammunition, guns, switchblade and holster were all scattered across this small table.
"I figured it out." He stated preparing his weaponry.
"What?" Sakura looked at him confused. It was still morning, which meant, it takes three times as long for her to figure out things.
"I figured it out." Syaoran looked at her, strapping the holster around his waiste. "Yamato. He's going to appear at Spinner's."
"Why?" Sakura flipped the sheets off of her, and swung her feet off the bed. She noticed Syaoran was already dressed, and implied that they needed to go somewhere, so she pulled on her jeans and black tank top.
"Hurry up." Syaoran tossed Sakura her own utility belt. "I'll explain in the car."
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Syaoran was speeding in the Porsche, but Sakura didn't really see what the problem was. And she still didn't understand what was going on. All she knew was, she had a bad feeling about this.
"Sempa Aki." He said, making no sense at all to the sleepy Sakura. "How could I have missed it? She wants to take over the company."
"What?" Sakura was at least a bit shocked to hear this upcoming news. She didn't even stop to think about it as well. "Why?"
"She was working on the missing victims on her own right?" Syaoran kept his gaze on the road. "I guess she figured she could handle things on her own."
They came across a sharp corner. If it wasn't for the late night drive, and empty streets, Sakura would've sworn that they would have crashed and not make it to finish the mission. Luckily, they didn't.
"I have a hunch she's luring Yamato to Spinners." Syaoran said dead serious. He hasn't been that serious in a long time. Or maybe it was because Sakura was still so tired. Man, that hangover totally messed up her health. "She's planning on killing him. I just know it. We have to stop her, Sakura."
He finally looked at her. She looked back at him. Nothing seemed to stop him at this point. He was on a roll. Sakura nodded her head slowly and drowsily.
"Okay." He said. "Let's do this." He shifted gears and the car gunned forward all of a sudden. Sakura was going to be sick, but they arrived at the nightclub sooner than she had expected.
He shoved the Porsche into a careless, untidy parking spot. They both got out of the car. Syaoran was already on her side, by the time she got out. She closed the door, and just a second after she did he pinned her down.
"Sakura…" He captured her lips into a kiss. What was happening, she wasn't quite sure…but the kiss! It wasn't like any other kiss they've had before.
"Sakura?" He continued to kiss her like he was feeding off her.
"Yeah?" Sakura said still unsure of what was happening.
"I love you." He gently stopped and looked at her in the eyes.
"What?" She couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"I said I love you." He said again. "I've been in love with you forever. I've been trying to get you forever. I've loved you ever since I've laid eyes on you. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever met."
"Syaoran…" Sakura found she was completely lost for words. She had been the one on telling him that she loved him. She felt so stupid to ignore Syaoran's thought on this, and there he was…confessing his love for her. She had to say it. For some reason, she had to say it now or never. For some reason, she felt this was her last chance.
Bam! A gunshot sounded off in the club and loud piercing screams were heard from outside where they were.
"Shit!" Syaoran cursed. He took hold of Sakura's hand and led her to the back of the club. "They started."
Sakura felt scared. It was the first time in a long time, she felt scared. Why, though? She was a secret agent. She was used to this stuff by now. She's killed people regretfully sure, but she learned to never fear it. I suppose that's what toughened her. That and her goal in showing Syaoran that she wasn't some girly girl that cried at the dark. Not like before. But why was her past suddenly haunting her now?
"It's okay." Syaoran squeezed her hand assuringly. He pulled out a hand gun out of his belt holster. "We're going to make it out okay. Just…just know that I love you."
Her heart was beating fast. Why was it that every time he said that…it wasn't a good feeling? Well, it was…but not entirely. Something awful remained around it.
He opened the back door of the club and led Sakura in, his hand still holding onto hers. Something felt wrong. She needed to let go of his hand, but keep holding it at the same time. Damnit! This didn't make any sense to her! Why did the things that should feel good, feel so… feel so…terrible?
They heard footsteps coming toward them. They both leaned up against the wall. Syaoran directed the gun to the noise. Some man that wore a black suit appeared before them, holding a pistol of his own.
Syaoran shot him, seeing the wicked smirk on his face, before the man could make a reaction. Syaoran led Sakura through halls until they finally reached the stage of the club.
"Welcome…" An eery voice greeted. "…Agent Li Syaoran and Agent Kinomoto Sakura."
Spot lights shone on the two. Syaoran and Sakura turned to see Mr. Daisuke Yamato step out onto the light.
"I see you fell for our little trap." Yamato sneered. Kaori and Jo stepped out into the light with him. Right behind him were each of the five heads.
"Trap?" Syaoran questioned huskily. He held onto Sakura's hand more tightly. He wanted her to escape. Right now, she was just too out of things. But he was wrong. She was alert, awake…ready to take action.
'Ummmm…plan…' She bit her lip and looked around. 'We need a plan…a plan…'
"Yes." Yamato took a step forward. His intolerable face still leering in the light. "You see…Agent Kaori and Agent Jo here…aren't really agents."
Sakura could see the shocked look in Syaoran's face, as much as he tried not to show it. She knew him too well.
"They led you right on, Mr. Li." Yamato continued on. Syaoran held up his gun directed at the sleek, blonde haired man. "What are you going to do? Shoot me?" Yamato laughed. "I'd like to see you try after you're dead."
Just then, Jo stepped up beside Yamato, pulling out his gun and pulled the trigger.
Sakura didn't know why Syaoran didn't pull his trigger right away. She didn't know why she hadn't made a quick move to reflect Jo's move. She didn't know why her whole life with Syaoran flashed before her eyes, when she wasn't the one that was dying.
A small thump was made on the floor. It was the same sound that was made every time Sakura pushed him off the bed. And that made her realize…she would never be able to do that again. She would never hear his soft, teasing voice try to jokingly seduce her. She'd never feel his warm arms around her again, protecting her from the world. Why? Why! She mentally managed to ask herself as she collapsed on her knees to the floor with him. Why couldn't she do anything? Why was her worst nightmare coming true?
Tears ran down her face. She couldn't stop them. She didn't dare try. She didn't even think about doing something about these awful people that stood there, watching her crumble in pain. Snigger at her heartbroken emotions. Why didn't she say it sooner? Just a few minutes longer. She wanted to die. Die as well. She wanted to be with him.
"Syaoran!" Sakura cried. She shook him uselessly, hoping he'd revive. "Syaoran! SYAORAN!" Her voice echoed in her head as she herself faded out…
All her shaking him, and she felt herself being shaking. She opened her eyes up to the world of reality, as she shot up sweating. Her breath was fast, and she stared into the dark room.
"Sakura…" A familiar warm voice filled the darkness. Sakura felt herself being taken hold of. She turned to see Syaoran. Alive and tired.
"Syaoran!" She threw herself further into his arms crying.
"Did you have a nightmare?" He rubbed her back. She clenched his shirt, then decided to hold on to him. She nodded and continued to sob.
"It's okay, it's okay…" He soothed, lying her back down with him. She inched closer to him and continued to sob into the night. "I'm right here."
OMG! I WAS READY TO CRY WHILE I WAS WRITING THIS:P I know... Lol I am such a weirdo! But yeah.. I also posted up those KYS graphics...they're on my profile if you would like to see them.
anyways...it's getting late. And OOOOOHHH I SO GOT YOU GUYS, DIDN'T I? HEHEHEHEHE that was very amusing...hehehehe...anyhow! Thanks for reading and reviewing:D
