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Syaoran's POV:
"Hey, are you okay?" I heard as I opened my eyes. The same girl with the warm emerald eyes was looking worriedly at me. Sakura. It all came flooding back to me. Long story short, I was surrounded, shot at, and escaped then I fainted. I focused on Sakura when she started unwinding a bandage on my left arm. Well it looked more like a big handkerchief to me. From an open first aid kit she grabbed a cotton ball which she used to dab medicine on the cut where the bullet had grazed my arm. It was an ugly gash that cut deep into the muscle underneath. I kept my face blank. I've been grazed by bullets before but for some reason this one hurt more. I almost vomited when Sakura brought out a needle and thread. She looked up at me. "Is this alright? You said you didn't want to go to the hospital," she said.
"The needle and thread are clean, right?" I asked. She nodded and slowly started stitching up the wound. When Sakura finished she wrapped it up with a fresh bandage and closed the first aid kit.
"Are you hungry?" she asked. Her voice was soft and soothing like I was a little kid. I studied her for a moment. How did an ordinary woman get on his hit list? I gave a mental smirk. This will be fun. First I will need her to trust me and then little by little I will gather information. Who knows? Maybe the information will be quite pricey.
"Yes," I answered. She gave me a warm smile again and nodded.
"I'll make some soup. Do you have anything you prefer?" she asked before heading out the door. When I shook my head she walked out of the room and towards what I assume was the kitchen. I examined the room I was in. The bed I was laying on was a simple queen-sized bed with a green, brown, and white color scheme. A desk and a book shelf were pushed up against the wall. Two white doors led to a bathroom and a walk-in closet, empty except for a few boxes of extra blankets and pillows. "You can take a quick shower! There's a towel and soap in there and I'll bring you some clothes!" Sakura shouted from the kitchen. Her offer puzzled me. Why would she let a total stranger shower in her apartment? (A/N: If there's a word for it please pm me. I'm not good with houses and buildings. XP) Oh well, might as well enjoy this while it lasts. After I finished showering, I found a pile of clothes sitting on the bed. A white button up and a pair of blue jeans. When I finished dressing, Sakura came into my room. She gave me a once-over and then a thumbs-up. "Looking good Handsome," she said with a good-natured laugh. "Come on. Dinner's ready." She led me down the hall to a large kitchen. A small eating space sat in a horizontal area surrounded by glass windows. The kitchen looked simple but functional, perfect for a patisserie like Sakura. On the table was a simple meal of chicken soup. We both sat down and ate quietly. When she was done, she just stared out of the window, watching the city lights.
"Why are you treating me so kindly?" I asked. She turned to me with humor dancing in her eyes.
"Well you were bleeding and hurt. That's what anyone would've done," she said, shrugging. She's too naïve. When it was a little past 7, she started to put up the dishes. "You can go rest now. I'll handle the rest," she said after I helped take the dishes to the sink. My left arm was numb but that was normal once I've been grazed by a bullet. I nodded and went off to my room stopping in front of her room. It was obvious by the way it had flowers on the door. I snuck inside and glanced at a photo of her and a man that looked like he was in his forties'. Note to Self: Do research on Kinomoto.
I literally want to smack myself for rushing this. TT^TT I know I promised something good but hey, its 12:10 on a school night. Yeah yeah I know it's my fault. Sadly enough I won't be able to update for awhile (pfft not that I was doing it often anyway) If ya'll have any ideas on how I can make this fanfic better, feel free to pm me ^^. My schedule soo busy. Pre-AP classes and band _ enough to drive someone insane. Hehe…never said I wasn't though. Anyway, read and review please. I adore your reviews and they keep me going *^* Good Night~ (or good morning or afternoon or whatever time it is where you live)