Don't Pull the Trigger

Hope everybody likes the idea of this story...

Chapter 2

Sakura jerked up, sweating and breathing heavily. What happened? Why am I still alive? Where is Momoko? What the heck is wrong with me?

"Get up, you lazy girl, you've been sleeping for almost 3 hours," a male voice growled. Sakura froze in fear. She knew that voice. That was the same voice from her dream...

"Um, sir, where is my mom?" Sakura timidly asked. The second she spoke, she regretted it.

"Shut up, you idiot. Your mother is dead, remember? I killed her." He smirked. Sakura froze in fear. So it wasn't a dream after all...

A silent tear slid down Sakua's cheek. She couldn't believe it. Two years of hiding for nothing. Momoko wasn't her real mother, but she was still very close. Since her mother and father were taken to a prison camp a year ago, Momoko was in charge of her. But Sakura still loved her. The guard saw her crying and scoffed.

"Get up now, or I'll kill you too. Then you'll be able to see your mother again."

Sakura wiped away her tears and stood up. She was determined to work hard and stay alive, and especially to show everyone that she was not weak.

She had God on her side.

Her face was now glowing, and as there was a new bounce to her step. She hadn't been this happy since the war began. The guard stared at her like she was mental. Nevertheless, he showed her to a small, cramped jail cell with three other people in it.

"Get in, and don't make too much noise or I'll kill you all." The guard walked away, leaving the four people alone. They were all around her age. Sakura smiled at them and bowed.

"Hello, I am Kinomoto Sakura, I'm pleased to meet you all." The other three smiled warmly and introduced themselves.

"I am Hiiragizawa Eriol." A boy with blue eyes and hair smiled and bowed.

"Daidouji Tomoyo." A raven haired, amethyst-eyed girl beamed.

"Li Syaoran, and may I add it is a pleasure to meet such a beautiful young lady," he said and flashed a smile. Syaoran stood up and took her hand in his. He put her hand up to his lips and kissed it. "And you can call me Syaoran." She blushed like a maniac. He smiled and sat back down.

"Well, um... It's a pleasure to meet you all..." Sakura couldn't stand to look at the boy that kissed her. And might I add, this guy is a super-hot hunk of man beef.

(heh man beef)

"So where exactly are we?" Sakura asked. After she was shown around the cell(well there's really nothing to show around, it's about the size of a king bed and a half or so...)

"We don't exactly know," Tomoyo began, "because we were all unconscious, like you. I think it has something to do with that gun; I remember getting shot right in the heart. I thought I was dead, and then I heard voices. I thought they were angels or something..."

"Well I was fighting him, since I'm trained in martial arts," -hair swoosh from Eriol- -and no hes not gay- "so I didn't see how I got here. I just remember hearing evil laughter from behind me, then my mind went blank. I thought I had died too, but I don't think people can kick you in Heaven." Sakura began to laugh, but when he glared at her she immediately turned it into a very indiscreet cough. "Well then," Eriol started, "what about you, Syaoran? You never told me how you got here."

Syaoran sighed. "I had a reason for that, Eriol..."

"Aw, Syaoran, please tell us!" Sakura pouted. He blushed looking at her cute little pouting face.

"Ok, fine, but you have to stop pouting, it's too cute," he laughed. She smiled. I'm glad they don't hate me... Sakura stole a glance at Syaoran.

Especially him.

"Well, I really should've told you this earlier..."

"I'm not a Jew. I'm a German, and I used to patrol this very prison."

Eriol gasped. Tomoyo covered her mouth with her hands to prevent from screaming.

"But, I mean, I couldn't help it! My mother and father moved here from China, and she just happened to be pregnant. I was born here, making me a citizen!" Syaoran screamed at Tomoyo and Eriol, not bothering to care if the guard got mad at them. "So I began to help the innocent prisoners out, and they got mad at me. And look where it got me..."

All the time Syaoran was talking, Sakura was just staring at him. She couldn't believe he was actually German. She had never met such a nice- and might I add hot- person in her life, and he was GERMAN!

"Well, I really don't care if you're a German, because you're the nicest person I've ever met," Sakura almost shouted. They all looked at her, and she blushed.

Now it was Syaoran's turn to blush. Nobody had ever said anything like this to him before, even his own parents or sisters. She made him feel... wanted.

Or maybe even loved.

"Hey, why are there only two beds...?" Sakura asked timidly.

"Oh, hehe... You see, the room only had two beds in it. So far, Tomoyo and I have slept in one bed, so I guess you and Syaoran can share one..." Eriol muttered and blushed.

"Why don't you and Syaoran share a bed!"

"Hey, Sakura, I'm not gay..." Syaoran commented.

"Well then, I guess it can't be helped. And I wasn't saying you were gay." Sakura plopped on the(more squishy and comfortable) bed and almost fell asleep right then.

"Wait, Sakura, the guards will bring some new clothes to sleep in, so don't fall asleep on us!" Tomoyo laughed. Sakura moaned and stood up, trying not to nod off.

A few minutes later, two guards approached with a basketful of clothes. They tossed four sets in their cell. Tomoyo grabbed them and dispersed them according to gender and size. Sakura was stuck with a pink tank top and very short neon green shorts. Tomoyo had a shirt that went down to her knees and some cropped sweatpants. Syaoran and Eriol had white t-shirts and(Sakura thinks gah) boxers. Now came the hard part...

changing.

"Ok, I am NOT changing in front of guys," Sakura whined. Tomoyo sighed and looked at Sakura.

"Well, how about we can just change on the opposite sides of the room?" Eriol suggested. That seemed like a good enough idea, and everybody agreed.

Once everybody was done changing, Sakura plopped on the bed.

-Ahem- the TWIN bed.

Everyone else followed suit, sighing at how comfortable it was.

"Good night, Mom," Sakura said on pure instinct.

Then she realized what she had said. Tears welled up in her eyes. She tried to hold them back, but they came anyway. Syaoran couldn't help but stare at Sakua's shaking body. He felt so sorry for her, and he had to do something.

Sakura felt something warm wrap around her body and pull her closer to them. She realized it was Syaoran, and she smiled. She snuggled up to his warm body.

"Thank you Syaoran."

Hey peeps...

Gah my whole freakin body is so sore...

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