HELLO. So my friend made me get twitter today in English, and I have literally three followers. I know all of them too. Lolihavenolife.
Ten days had passed since Sakura's last fit, and she was making slow progress as long as Syaoran was the only person she saw. If any other person entered, she'd automatically attack them and have a psychological break down. Although he was tired, Syaoran was fond of Sakura-sure she could be a difficult case to handle, but she often made little paper flowers for him whenever he checked in on her. They were beautifully made, and even though they were paper, they looked like the real deal. She even used paints and glitters on the petals and stems to bring out certain features such as the stems or leaves. He liked to keep them in his office in a small glass vase that he bought in specifically for that purpose, so that he didn't ruin them.
He entered Sakura's room to find her in the middle of making a pink tulip. She was sticking one of the petals on the small bud that she'd already made, looking up only when she heard the door close. She placed her things down and smiled at her doctor, however she didn't say anything. "How are you today Sakura?" Syaoran asked, sitting down on the chair beside her bed. "…I heard I was having a visitor…" she said her eyes full of fright. "Yes, and that's why I've come to see you. Do you remember your cousin?" Syaoran asked. Sakura's eyes lit up, all traces of fright disappearing. "Fai's coming to visit?" she asked. "Are you sure you're ok to see him?" Syaoran asked. Uncertainty entered the girls' eyes, but disappeared quickly. "Will you be here too?" she asked. "If you want me to." He answered. "You be here too." She said, picking up her craft work. "Alright." He smiled. His smile soon faded as he noticed how physically unwell she was; she hadn't been eating at all, and the only way to get her to eat was for Syaoran to sit and watch her. "Are you hungry?" he asked in hopes of her actually wanting to eat something. Instead, she shook her head and stayed silent. She indeed had been speaking more to him about things, but never ever about her past. Even so, Syaoran considered this as progress, and it was better than nothing. He remembered the night he had been called in to calm her down, and worry filled his eyes.
-Flashback-
"It's ok, I'm here. You don't have to worry." Syaoran soothed. She cried, leaning into his chest, clinging to him. He rubbed her back soothingly, calming her down a little. He stayed with her until she fell asleep, watching as she drifted off to sleep. Tears still ran down her face in her dreams, and nightmares haunted her mind.
-End flashback-
It seemed that almost every hour of his day was spent with her, unless he was on break. During most of his breaks he was either sleeping or writing up a report on Sakura to submit to the head office. Chii watched over Sakura from a distance, only ever getting Syaoran when she had another fit. She wished that she could somehow get to know Sakura and befriend her so that Syaoran wasn't always so fatigued. However, with Sakura's state, that wasn't going to happen any time soon.
Syaoran sat silently, watching Sakura make the tulip with careful fingers. Her wrists were still bandaged, along with all of her other wounds. Recently Syaoran had been finding more and more injuries that she'd inflicted on herself while he wasn't watching. One of the most notably of objects used were the scissors that she used to cut out the different petal shapes; she seemed to be drawing the blade along her fore arm, cutting the flesh. She seemed completely unfazed by it, and wouldn't tell Syaoran why she did it. "Sakura, may I change your bandages now?" he asked softly. Sakura went rigid, "You'll promise not to hurt me, right?" Sakura whimpered. "I promise I won't. If you feel threatened, tell me." Syaoran replied calmly. She slowly moved everything off of the bed and onto the table beside her bed, moving the blankets so that they weren't covering her. All she wore was a white hospital gown-nothing else. "Thank you, Sakura." Syaoran whispered, picking up a fresh set of bandages from the tray beside her bed.
He carefully began unwrapping the bandages around her wrists, examining the wounds; they were healing well, but were still very red and sore. He placed a little bit of cream over the slow healing wounds before applying new bandages to her wrists. Most of the bruises had disappeared, while others remained but were faint. The scratches along her arms had healed completely, with no scars left behind. He removed the gauze from where the bite marks and such were, checking them carefully for infection. They were still healing, but they no longer needed something to cover them. He lifted the blankets up to Sakura's hips, before asking if he could look at the scratches and wounds on her side. "May I see the wounds on your sides?" he asked softly. Although she didn't feel comfortable with it, she trusted Syaoran. Sakura lifted up the gown to reveal the wounds in her sides; they looked red and sore, and would surely leave scars. He looked at her back; the wings that had been carved into her back weren't healing as well as he'd hoped. They were still quite deep and tender, not to mention the other scars and wounds from an earlier period surrounding them. It was the first time he'd noticed the faded scars, and had a bit of a closer look-they were all thin long white lines going in numerous directions, some crossing over others. These look like they may have been made by a whip or chains… Syaoran thought to himself. He quickly tended to the wounds on her back and then checked her leg-the large gash in her thigh hadn't completely healed, and occasionally still bled. He wrapped a bandage around her thigh to cover it and to catch any blood that seeped through the wound. The wound on her stomach however, was still giving Sakura grief; it wasn't as deep anymore, however it still hurt to move around a lot. "How's your stomach?" Syaoran asked, placing a bandage over it. "…it hurts…" she whispered. "What about when you move?" he asked. "It always hurts…" she whispered softly. He pulled the blankets up over her, watching as her eyes filled with sadness and agony. "Is it alright for Fai to come in now?" he asked. She nodded her head, not wishing to speak.
Syaoran left the room to tell Fai, who was sitting outside the door, that he was allowed to see Sakura. "I've just changed her bandages…some of her wounds aren't healing as well as others…" Syaoran trailed off. "Syaoran, I know that by asking you to only concentrate on Sakura is selfish of me, but could you do me another favour?" Fai asked. Syaoran looked at him, confused. "Sure-what's wrong?" he asked. "When her wounds have healed, I'd like you to let her live with you." Fai said. Syaoran was completely taken by surprise. "Why doesn't she live with you?" Syaoran asked. "It'll be better for her to be with someone that she can trust and get to know, other than family." Fai answered. "I see…I promise to take care of her." Syaoran answered seriously. "Thank you so much Syaoran, really." Fai thanked his friend, and entered Sakura's room with Syaoran.
Sakura looked over to see Fai walking in with Syaoran, and smiled weakly. "Sakura-I've been so worried about you." Fai said softly, sitting on the chair by her bed. "He's coming for me…" she whispered, her eyes full of fear. "Who is?" Fai asked. "Please, he's coming for me!" She screamed. "Sakura, who is it? You're safe here." Fai asked softly. "No! Stop! Get away from me, please! I didn't mean it-I swear! Don't hurt me!" she screamed. Once again, she began to thrash around, knocking things over. "I'm sorry Fai, but it might be best if you leave." Syaoran said sadly. "It's alright-I'll come see her when she's better." Fai replied, leaving the room. Concealed behind his smile was a deep sadness for his cousin-he hated to see her in such pain and agony, so frightened. He stepped out of the room, and turned to Chii. "Perhaps it's time to get the FBI involved Fai." Chii said. "I know…If only I could help her myself!" he clenched his fists in frustration. "You can help her by asking for Kurogane's help." Chii said softly. Fai looked into the nurses deep brown eyes, full of warmth and concern for him. He embraced her, pulling her close to him. "Thank you Chii." He whispered. "Just don't get yourself hurt, alright?" Chii smiled and kissed him softly before entering Sakura's room.
Chii handed Syaoran the needle with the drug to sedate Sakura. Syaoran quickly grabbed Sakura's arm, speaking softly to calm Sakura down while he inserted the needle. Her movements stopped and her eyelids drooped, her screams ceased. She was out in a matter of seconds; Syaoran hated sedating her when she was unable to be calmed. An image suddenly flashed into his mind; a silver haired man-probably in his late twenties or early thirties. He had cruel red eyes, and one ear was pierced with a red stud. His hair was short, but his side fringe hung in his eyes. The image disappeared, replaced with Sakura lying in the bed. "Is something wrong Syaoran?" Chii asked. "No, nothing." He answered, shaking it off. "I'm probably just tired." He said. "Well that drug should keep her out for at least four to five hours-go get some rest. I'll handle the reports." Chii told him. "Thanks Chii-you're a life saver." Syaoran smiled. "You can pay me back with ice cream later." Chii grinned. "Deal." Syaoran said, before leaving to go home and get some rest.
Fai looked up to see a tall gruff looking man enter the room. His eyes were crimson and his hair short and black. "Thanks for coming Kurogane." Fai greeted. "You know I wouldn't have come if I didn't think that Tomoyo was involved." He returned gruffly. "Ha. I know Sakura was one of your agents." Fai returned with a smile. "So what did you want me for?" Kurogane asked, getting straight to the point. The directors' eyes darkened. "I'm requesting that you take this case." Fai answered. Kurogane looked at him, taking the pile of paper in front of him. He flicked through it, checking over some of the details. He stopped at one of the reports for Sakura; it was a report on her fits, the things she was always screaming. "She thinks someone's coming for her." Fai said.
That's all for tonight…Wow, I have writers block bad. I'm going to go crash into a wall now. Or a door. Either way, it works -_- Review pwetty pwease?