That morning, we all got up in a pretty good mood. We all woke up to the best of our abilities and bid each other
goodbye, see you later. And we left. Same as every morning. Same as every day practically. And like every day,
Syaoran and I would stay out the day and get the most food, coming back at the end of the day later than the
others. So when we walked through the back door and saw that the fireplace was roaring and Kero was yipping
at our feet, everything seemed normal. I scratched my chin as careful as I could without running into my gouge,
and shrugged at the fact that it was so quiet, which was a bit unusual. It was never quiet, which is what worried
us a bit.
My face hurt, jaw was so tight and in so much pain I had decided not to talk, just nod and hum my
answers, but when I gasped at the sight before me, I didn't care that I jerked my jaw and made it sting, or that the
tears that rushed to my eyes due to the searing pain was spilling into my cut and making it hurt more. What I did
care about was that all of the furniture was overturned and broken, most of our things had been contributed to
the fire and there was a note pinned to the wall. And that nobody was here anymore. Syaoran snarled and ripped
the note from the wall, his eyes boring into it for a few minutes before slamming his hand against the wall and
hanging his head. "Wha…What's wrong?" I asked, stuttering due to my lack of jaw movement. He growled and
looked up.
"They're gone. All of them, the Police got them." he said angrily, sliding to the floor. I slid with him.
"But I thought you couldn't read? That none of us could?" I said confused as to how he knew that.
"I cant. But I recognize the paper. Its Police stationary. They use it to inform people of something bad. I saw it
when they told my aunt that she was getting custody of me because my parents were murdered. I saw it again
when they gave me over to the adoption center because my aunt didn't want me. And here it is again. All it ever
does is give bad news." He said, staring at his feet intently. I started to cry again, but it wasn't because of my
face.
"So…so they're not coming back? Any of them?" I asked, looking up at his face. He shook his head.
"Why?" Stupid question im sure, but I was a tad bit confused. He looked up at me like I was stupid, maybe I
was.
"Because those son of a bitches took them where we all ran away from. An Adoption center. If people don't like
something, they strive to change it. I bet somebody saw us come in here and sent the feds to do a raid of the
place. Came out with four hostages and two fugitives. Us. They aren't coming back. Ever." he finished, sinking
his head lower, but placing it on my shoulder. Oh crap, there goes my stomach, and my composure I suppose,
because about then I broke down and leaned my head on his shoulder, both of us sitting there, making it seem
like they all were involved in some heinous murder. It was a while before any of us decided to move from our
spot. Syaoran wiped his eyes in attempt to hide the fact that he was crying and I just wiped them because I
didn't feel like having things streak my face the rest of the night. He sat down in front of the fire and fished
through the bags of food, handing me an entire bag and beginning to eat himself, scarfing the food like it was the
last he'd have. But something stopped us somewhere. We were so accustomed to eating small portions that by
the time we had gotten there, it felt wrong to eat any more. So we gave the rest to Suppi and Kero, who were
more than happy to have a full stomach for once. We on the other hand, were content being empty.
People say that it doesn't hurt to die. Well what the hell do they know? They're not the ones dying. Of course it
hurts. Maybe not the person who's already dead, they don't feel anything. But what about the people who have
to live the rest of their lives knowing that they will never see each other again? It hurts. But what hurts even
more is being torn from somebody, knowing that they are still out there. Still breathing the same air and staring at
the same big sky, wondering how the other person is doing. How would it feel to know that somewhere out
there, somebody is thinking about you, wondering where you are, and you cant do a damn thing about it? Yea, it
sucks, doesn't it? That's how Syaoran and I feel. And that's why we started sleeping so close to each other that
we can feel each others breath on our faces. Because if there's one thing we are trying to prevent, its us being
torn apart. That's why we've started going to a different area for food and why we never left each others side. I
don't think either of us could cope with the pain of turning around and seeing emptiness. Not seeing the other
person staring at you, hoping you don't disappear. So listen, cause this is how we almost disappeared.
It was about two or three days after the others were taken from us. We had vowed not to go near our normal
'hunting ground' and began looking in different areas. But since there was only us two and the animals, we
didn't have to go out every day and get food. So Today we had decided to just randomly walk about. It was
better than just sitting there and doing nothing, and we weren't in the position to sleep seeing as we were scared
as hell that something would happen. Anyways, we had not been paying close attention as to where we were
wandering, and it happened that we had gone into the one place we had vowed not to go. And low and behold,
The reason why was wandering freely about in front of us. About three or so feet from us was a rather large
group of cops, adorning their blue suits and black hats. And Huge black sunglasses to hide their empty hearts.
Before we could make for the other way, one of the cops had caught us out of the corner of his eye and signaled
his other men to get us. And they ran. After us. Two kids who were alone except for each other and all they
wanted to do was be together. Now that's cold.
I was first to get grabbed. I guess the feds were smarter than they thought because two of them ganged up
on Syaoran and the other slapped me straight across my cut, making me fall, giving him the chance to grab me
and run and giving Syaoran enough motive to take every ounce of pent up aggression out on the two men.
Through my tears I could see him getting farther away and crying my name. I shook my head angrily and began
to wiggle around, making it hard for him to run. I mean you try running with a squirming little thing in your arms
and tell me how it works for ya. As he slowed his pace, I had squirmed down far enough to get a good hold on
his hand with my teeth. He pulled away with a hiss, giving me the chance to fall and run as fast as my scrawny
legs could take me. As I came up over the hill I saw Syaoran standing there, but no cops. He had a few scrapes
and a blank, hollow expression. However, that went away and faded into a huge ass smile as soon as he saw me
running for him. He extended his hand and I grabbed hold of it, both of us running as fast as we could to get
away from the ascending cop, who was lumbering along, but at a rather hasty pace for a guy who probably
weighed at least 300 pounds. However, I found myself thanking God that this guy was fat and we were small and
sickly, because when we reared up on an alleyway that was unusually small, about big enough for a few
trashcans to cramp in, we squeezed through, making the cop stop and allowing us to keep on trucking while he
stood, trying to find another way to get to us. Behind the alleyway, there was a ladder leading up to the
rooftops. And It was also the only way out. So we clambered up there and began a roof hopping sequence that
lasted so long that we were on the outskirts of the city and the sun was laying wearily on the hills in front of us.
That's when we stopped and took a breather. Sliding down to the floor, Syaoran pulled me down with him and
pulled me into a hug. Sighing loudly into my hair, he breathed with relief and pulled away staring at me.
"I thought you were gone. How'd you get away?" he asked breathlessly. I shrugged and stared at the horizon.
"I bit the guys hand and ran. I didn't want the last thing I saw of you to be you beating the snot out of some
guys and calling for me. It didn't seem right." I said, leaning back against a wall. He smiled and leaned on my arm,
closing his eyes.
"Thanks." he muttered before sighing again and standing up, holding out his hand to help me up.
"We should go back to the bridge. They never found us there before, so I think we'll be safe there for now." he
said, pulling me to my feet. Unfortunately, I didn't make a perfect landing and stumbled into him, where upon he
just held on to me. It was nice, except for the fact that my stomach had decided to become a deranged Gymnast
again.
"Come on. Lets get the dog and cat and go. Its nighttime, so the fuzz should have given up by now." he said,
walking to the roofs edge holding my hand and jumping off to the ground below, which luckily, was a short two
feet's distance.
The Entire walk back to the house and then to the bridge, he never let go of my hand. And I didn't try to let
go. It was unusually comforting to know that he was next to me and scared enough to hold on. Sometime during
the course of the time we had gone to the house, they had bulldozed a huge mound of dirt into one side of the
bridge, making it more of a cave now. We dubbed it The Bat Cave because it had a huge amount of bats taking
up housing there. But they didn't bother us. At least not that night. We were so exhausted all we could do was
lob a loaf of bread to the other, crawl to the others side and crash on the single mattress we had left behind that
wasn't covered in dirt. The tarp was still there and Kero was good and didn't bark. So nobody would suspect we
were there. I hope. We fell asleep listening to each other breathe slowly, Syaoran's arm flung over my side and I
curled into him. He was long since asleep and im betting a thousand that he wouldn't care come morning.
OKAY! Chapter seven. Sorry this one is short too. But I promise they will get longer again. There is just only
so much I can put into a chapter at this point of the story. Anyways, there's a bit more fluff for you! Hurrah!
Okay then, so until next time!
Ja!
Kirra