Heh, this story is really hard to write since I barely know anything about WW II...
OH WELL ILL JUST STICK TO MAKING IT MUSHY -
Don't Pull the Trigger
Chapter 3
"Good morning, Sakura."
Sakura groaned and turned over in her bed. She didn't want to wake u-
PLOP
"Ow..." Dangit, I forgot I'm in a bed, I can't turn over like I can on the floor...
"Sakura, are you ok?" Syaoran got out of the bed and walked over to her. He kneeled on the ground. She blushed as she felt his breath on her face.
"We have to go now, so you better change fast," he said while offering a hand to help her up.
Sakura took his hand and he pulled her up. But before she let go, he kissed it. She blushed and looked away. Syaoran smiled.
My angel...
Sakura, Syaoran, Tomoyo, and Eriol made their way to a small, dark room. Just as they were about to enter, Sakura stopped. She stared at the door as if it were a ghost(and in Sakura's view, that's even worse). Syaoran looked worriedly at her as he began to reach for the doorknob. But before he could even touch it, Sakura screamed. She screamed as loud as she could. Sakura did not want that door open, no way. Syaoran gaped at her. They were supposed to be quiet, but she was ruining every chance of them escaping. He grabbed her mouth and shut it tightly. This shut her up, not only because his hand was covering her mouth, but because he was pinning her to the wall, pushing against her. Hard.
Very hard.
Her emotions were flying through her mind. She hated him. She was embarrassed my him. She liked him...
She loved him.
What did I get myself into? You've known this guy for a day, and you've fallen in love with him... crap.
Sakura tried as hard as she could to hate him, despise him. She wasn't ready for this, she wanted to fall in love properly, not in some ugly prison. She wanted him to hold her properly, not holding her so the guards wouldn't find her. She wanted him to love her properly.
Self 1: But maybe... he already does.
Self 2: NO! No, no, no, no, no! He does not love you, do you see how cocky he is around you? Always kissing you on the hand, always staring at you...And WHAT was with last night! He grabbed you and SNUGGLED with you!
Self 1:But I liked the snuggle...
Self 2: I DON'T CARE IF YOU LIKED THE SNU- wait, I kinda liked it too...
Self 1: So this means...
Self 2: Fine, fine, fine, I admit it, he's OK, but still, I mean, he's a German!
Self 1: but I said last night, I didn't care if he was German! He's the sweetest guy I've ever met!
Self 2: You sure like him, don't you...
Self 1: -blush blush-
Self 2: Thought so...
Self 1: -bites Self 2's head off-
Self 2: Oh no, I seem to be missing a head...
um, sorry for the REALLY REALLY late update...
I'm having a hard time with Algebra, so die integers and multiplying negative numbers.
And while I'm at it, die capitalization.
see, i don't even need capitalization!
ok, fine, I do need it, so what? Sue me for hating something I use everyday...
No, please don't sue me.
Oh that reminds me I don't own Sakura and Syaoran, they're just my imaginary puppets...