RIP
(short but sweet ch.)
The distant rings on the phone sounded a couple of times until a familiar, welcoming voice answered…
"What do you want?"
"Not you too Eriol! Can't spare some friendly, common courtesy, can you?" Syaoran sounded falsely hurt. "First Sakura, now you? The world is conspiring against me."
"What did you do now, Syaoran?"
"Ah… nothing." Syaoran said casually. "Just blew our cover, Sakura killed a head and that's all really. So how's the green grass on your side?"
"Another screw-up, huh?" Eriol groaned. "And now you're calling me for clean-up crew am I right?"
"Well…" Syaoran played on a bit more. "It would be extremely helpful… please."
"Fine. We'll put him off as unexpected vacation until the mission is completed."
"Okay good."
"Now, what's this about Kinomoto being one to conspire against you? Is she angry because… you blew your cover?"
Syaoran paused. "Mmaaaaaaaaayyybeeee…"
"Syaoran, stop acting like such a child. Man up and get the girl already."
"Easy for you to say." Syaoran rolled his eyes. "You already got your princess."
"Just give her time then."
"I have!" He raised his voice. "It's been seven years. And… I just don't understand her."
"She seems to be coming along quite well though."
"You call our bickering well?" Syaoran cocked an eyebrow. He looked in the direction of loud noises from the bathroom. "I can hear her banging things right now in the bathroom… man, she's really pissed off. And you think this is going well? Pfft."
"What's a healthy relationship without some bumps in the road."
"I think we've lost the road and we're just through the forest."
"Look, just give it some time. You'll get her eventually."
"Fine." Syaoran sighed. "Hell, where do you come up with this advice?"
"It's a given."
"Oh but you missed it…" Syaoran got excited to tell his best friend some juicy news. Although, Eriol wasn't your entirely typical guy; that's where Syaoran came in to make up for it. "Tonight I got to see her practically naked."
"You're hopeless…" Eriol laughed. "I'm already passed that part."
"Shut up." Syaoran rolled his eyes again. "You're ruining the moment for me."
xxx
By the time Sakura was done her shower, steam had fogged up the mirror to a white pale frosted colour. The counter was wet from condensation, and although everything else was warm to the touch, the young lady that went in steamed came out a little cooler.
She changed into a loose tank top and shorts. That shower helped her blow off a lot of steam. It must've been a whole hour.
When she exited the bathroom, she found Syaoran already asleep on his side of the bed. Her fists balled and her teeth clenched.
'How can he sleep so soundlessly after the fight we just had?'
Sakura sat down on the chair and brushed her hair. Wet strands clung together in heavy heaps.
'Why can't I just tell him.' Her eyes drooped over he green orbs. 'I mean, after all we've been through… why can't I just tell him my feelings.'
She put the brush down and folded her legs on the seat. She gently lay her head on the head of the chair and faced the window.
'How…everyday I want to be with him; experience and live life with him.' She watched Osaka at a new. It was the city at night. 'Why did we even choose this job? Why couldn't we have met a different way?'
Glamorous. Neon signs glowed and street lights glittered. Cars drew in different directions, and people were out for good times.
Sakura picked up the phone on the table and punched in numbers.
"Hello?" A voice croaked.
"Tomoyo?"
"Sakura?" The girl said a little sheepishly. "What's wrong? Why are you calling me so late?"
"I don't know what to do…"
"About Li?"
"Yeah…" Sakura whispered as she turned back and watched Syaoran's sleeping figure. "He's making me fall for him... Okay he isn't making me, but still… he's ruining me."
"Oh Sakura…" Tomoyo sighed or yawned, whichever. "Did you finally realize you love him?"
Sakura stayed silent for a bit, then made a small 'mhmm' noise.
"Sakura, that's wonderful!" tomoyo smiled happily. It was way too late to squeal and jump for joy. "Have you told him?"
"No." Sakura said quietly. "I don't know… if I'm ready to say it."
"I'm sure you'll be able to tell him soon." Tomoyo assured.
"But then what's going to happen, Tomoyo?" Sakura's eyebrows furrowed.
"That's what I've been worried about."
"Sakura…" Tomoyo sighed. "What's more important, a career or a human life?"
"Are you saying I should ditch this job and run away with Syaoran?"
"No!" Tomoyo laughed. "I'm trying to remind you your priorities."
"Easy for you to say…" Sakura blew. "You already have Hiiragazawa."
"And there isn't anything stopping you from having Li." Tomoyo said. "Maybe, Sakura. You're afraid of things to come with him. This job is a little risky and has some limitations, but it isn't enough to keep you from being in love with someone. Just clear your mind a bit. Everything is going to be okay."
"Thank you, Tomoyo." Sakura said tiredly. "I knew I could count on you. You have the best advice."
"No problem." Tomoyo smiled. "Good night then, we all need some sleep… and goodluck."
"Goodnight." Sakura hung up.
She went back to looking out the window, thinking Tomoyo's words over hin her head.
Tomoyo had been her friend since she had started studying for being a secret agent. Their parents found the both of them to be very intelligent girls. So beyond expectation that their capabilities were good enough to become as something as important and hard-working as an agent. But Tomoyo was more than just intellectually smart. She was wise. Every good advice Sakura has gotten and used came from her. Although sometimes she found she didn't understand it or know what to do with it.
The Osaka by Night continued on. Sakura found her eyes attached to this one young couple prancing around along the side walk. They looked like they were a few years younger than herself, and dressed in night club clothes. They were laughing as the girl skipped down the street, leaving the boy to jog and catch up to her. Then, when he did catch up, he planted a kiss on her cheek. They laughed some more as they walked on. There must have been an inside joke, because they were being quite hysterical.
Sakura turned away from the torment. It was getting late and her hair was still wet. She needed to air dry it. Blow-drying would ruin the strands. So she waited. It was still pretty damp anyway.
As time went on, she fount it harder and harder to keep herself awake. Oh how she envied that couple though.
Her heart hurt and she fell in pain. Pain that had gradually been hurting more and more through time. For seven years she has been poisoned… or was she cursed? Whichever it was, it was deadly. He was deadly.
That damn couple had lit streets and each other for company. They had noise and laughter… and love.
And what did Sakura have? She was sitting in the dark, no one she wasn't angry at to talk to, and she was being killed ever so softly. Man, was this torture. It was like, the moment she let her eye lids drop, she'd never be able to open them again, never.
And then, like all living mortals, her consciousness died down. Her head lolled to the side and soft snores or rather breathes were heard from her. Her position was quite odd. But none-the-less, that didn't stop her from resting in peace.
xxx
It was in the middle of the night, that is, when Syaoran's eyes opened. It was complete darkness. He turned onto his side and noticed Sakura wasn't beside him, but instead on the chair.
Syaoran wasn't quite sure whether she was awake or not, probably because of her awkward form. He got up none the less and slowly walked to her. The moon seeped through the window pains onto her body. It made Sakura look perfect in so many ways and such a sight. Speaking of which, this woke Syaoran up to a better conscious level. He smiled and in-took this lovely moment. Sakura was asleep alright. The way her head lay tiredly on the seat with her hair spread out dry. Her breathing was constant and soft. And the way her eyelash tips touched her skin and left wispy shadows from the moonlight.
Syaoran inched closer and closer to her, being very careful not to wake the girl up.
He was finally at his destination. Syaoran bent down and carefully slid one arm under her back and another under her thighs. He lifted her up like a pile of books and turned to walk toward the bed.
Sakura moaned and shifted around, which brought a soft chuckle and absolute sweet smile to Syaoran's face. It was very faint in the darkness of the night, but the moon's light just outlined it enough to tell that he was enjoying this.
Slowly Syaoran lay her on the bed like a baby. She curled up in fetal position while Syaoran brought the blanket over her. He went back to his side and snuggled himself in.
It was no surprise when he couldn't help but put his arm around her small waste and tug her toward him.
Syaoran nuzzled his nose in her hair and smelled the fresh scent of shampoo. He stayed there for a bit inhaling the smell of her hair before he layed a soft kiss on the back of her head.
'Goodnight.'
Sorry it's fairly short and quick, but math homework tied me down in the end and i got a shit load of homework from 2 other teachers as well. Its a conspiracy! Anywya, did you guys get the meaning of the title yet? Did jya? Did jya! yes well tell me if you didnt. LOLS and this whole fight thing had me thinking of the song "when you're mad" by Ne Yo. Love that song! Anyhow, all is good, im gettin better at math... average is now 60.5 :D yay!hope all is good for you all too:) Thanks for everything!
