Escape Artists Never Die

Chapter 2: Here in My Room

The next few days were hard on everyone. Fujitaka was called back home after the incident, worried for his

daughter, feeling guilty for leaving her alone.

Sakura had been waking up, but would only lay in bed and look up at the ceiling, her usual cheeriness not

resident in her at all. Fujitaka would stand in her bedroom doorway with Touya, just hoping that she would look

at them.

Syaoran hadn't visited. He was so choked up, and blamed himself for no real reason. He had several people

out looking for Kohaku so he could crush him personally with his own hands. He was beginning to think

that he was going to explode soon if he didn't get his feelings out for her. It was with that he decided he

would go to her house and see her. He NEEDED to see her. He had been phoning Fujitaka to see how

she was progressing and so far all he had got was "same as before, son".

Syaoran arrived outside the door to Sakura's house and lifted his fist to knock on the door. He hesitated, but

then went for it deciding this was the right thing. Touya opened the door, and was for once, almost happy to see

the kid standing there, with his messy hair. He needed to sharpen up.

"Kid..." Touya said looking Syaoran in the eye.

"C..Can I come in?" Syaoran stuttered, not in fear of Touya, but in nervousness about what he wanted to do.

Touya silently opened the door, and then pointed up the stairs, hinting that Sakura was still up there. Syaoran slipped

off his shoes and then steadily climbed the stairs. He slowly opened the door to her bedroom, peeking through the

crack before properly entering, just incase she was getting changed. He saw her asleep in her bed, snuggled up,

looking as if nothing in the world had bothered her. Her nose occasionally twitched from a strand of hair aggravating

her small nose. He smiled to himself and walked over to her bed, removing the irritating hair. After that he just watched

her sleeping. He wasn't sure how long he had been staring, when she stirred.

All of a sudden a frown returned to her face and with her eyes still closed, she grimaced as she rolled over, her side still

causing her pain. Her eyes flitted open and took their usual point on the ceiling.

"Sakura..." Syaoran said softly. He reached out and took hold of her hand, but was met with no pressure on his own. She

seemed dead to the world. He shifted on the spot and then sat on the edge of her bed. He wanted her to look at him so badly,

wanted to know that she wasn't upset with him for not coming to see her, and that most of all she was alright. It was horrifying

to see her completely spiritless under her pink blanket, staring at the ceiling.

"Sakura...I'm sorry...for not coming sooner." He said searching her face for any sort of response. Nothing. Blank as a sheet of paper.

He sighed, trying to think of something else to say. He really wished he'd thought of something BEFORE coming here and

embarrassing himself. This wasn't about him though. Sakura shifted and turned on her side that wasn't hurt, away from Syaoran.

"Oh well...atleast she's staring at something else now" Syaoran thought. He suddenly got the urge to lay with her. And thats exactly

what he did. He clambered onto the other side of her bed so he was laying down facing her. When he looked at her, she just closed

her eyes, so she didn't have to stare at him. He sighed again in defeat and closed his own eyes. He soon heard the soothing sound

of deep breathing showing that Sakura was asleep. Syaoran hesitated, then leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead.

"You take the breath right out of me..." he whispered, only for it to fall on deaf ears.

He then got a complete shock as Sakura shifted closer to his warmth. He could feel her warm breath on his chest, and felt guilty as he

got thoughts in his head that he shouldn't be thinking. He smiled and put his arms around her bringing her closer so that her cheek was

pressed against his chest. She draped her arm around his waist and let out a deep sigh.

"This is freakin bliss" Syaoran thought in his head as he let his eyes close again, letting sleep claim him, not being able to help it.

Touya pressed his ear to Sakura's door, narrowing his eyes.

"That kid better not be pushing her..." He thought in his head. He slowly opened the door and almost fell over at what he saw. The kid

was on his little sisters bed. Syaoran was laying on his back, with Sakura laying on his shoulder, her arm over his chest and one leg

draped over him. The kid had his arms around her, with his face in her hair. Touya started steaming with fury when he noticed something

that he couldn't argue with. The smile on his little sisters face as she slept.

"I guess I'll leave them...for now"