I'm so tiiiired. I've worked all weekend, and I have work again on Tuesday and then all next weekend. My shoulder is so stiff, it's not funny. Enjoy!
Sakura ran, the cold winter air beating against her skin. She couldn't feel her feet or hands and despite that, she continued to run. She couldn't bare everything that was white-it was too pure, too clean. Instead, she ran from the hospital, out into the world that she despised so much. People looked at her as she ran past in her white hospital gown, giving her weird and interested glances. She ignored all people around her, and beat up anyone who even tried to come near her. She stopped as a group of eight men stood in her way, blocking her path. She clenched her fists, getting ready to defend herself. They all grinned at her, a look of amusement and something else that Sakura couldn't quite figure out in their eyes.
Syaoran chased after his patient, feeling frustrated and annoyed. He had no idea where to start looking, but felt a pang of relief when he heard a couple walk past talking about a girl wearing a hospital gown. He stopped them, "Hey, what were you two just talking about?" he asked, breathing heavily from running. The two looked at each other and shrugged, "There was some weird chick running down the footpath wearing nothing but a hospital gown-she was quite fast too. She beat up anyone that even tried to talk to her-though most of them were men." The girl answered. "Thanks, that's all I wanted to know-do you know what way she ran?" he asked quickly. "Yeah; she was running that way." the girl's male companion pointed to the opposite direction from where they'd came. "Thanks a lot guys." Syaoran said, running in the direction that had been pointed to. He was afraid of what could happen to any passer's that attempted to help the girl, but what he was more afraid of was her mental wellbeing. How he wished to know what caused her sudden attempt at escape.
He'd stopped several times to ask people passing by if they'd seen her, and had soon caught up with Sakura who seemed to be having a bit of a brawl with a group of men. They'd pulled her into an alleyway, and it was lucky for her that Syaoran had shown up just at the right time. Once he'd arrived, her arms were being held back by one of the men while another was feeling her up. Syaoran could see the pure hatred and disgust in Sakura's eyes, as well as fear and misery-there was something else too, something that Syaoran couldn't word. The best way he could describe it was the loss of hope; there was no hope in her eyes of being saved. Perhaps in the past something had happened to her to cause such pain to her psyche. Syaoran stopped to catch his breath for a brief moment, before yelling out for them to stop. "What the hell do you think you're doing!?" Syaoran yelled. The guys looked up at him, giving him looks of irritation and anger. "What's it to you?" one of them questioned, his tone hostile. "She's clearly a hospital patient-my patient to be exact." Syaoran returned, just as hostile. "Well it looks like you have a run-away patient, doc." Syaoran watched as his opponent stepped closer, lifting his fist to punch him. Unfortunately for him, Syaoran was a lot quicker to strike. "Shouldn't leave your defences open." Syaoran advised before grabbing the mans' shirt and flipping him onto his back into the cold hard concrete. He looked at the other seven, who took one look at his eyes, and then turned and fled from the scene.
Sakura fell to the floor, breathing heavily. She began coughing blood up violently before collapsing-just before she collapsed, Syaoran noticed her eyes focused on him; a faint glimmer of happiness shone in her dim eyes, grabbing his attention. "Sakura!" he ran over to her, taking off his black trench coat and wrapping it around her cold body. He then pulled out his phone to call for an ambulance to pick them up, and did what he could to treat his patient on the spot.
Chii entered Syaoran's office carrying a hot coffee for him, setting it down in front of him and taking a seat. "How is she?" Chii asked. Syaoran sighed heavily, "She's still asleep. I don't know what she was thinking." Syaoran answered irritably. "Well, she must have been through a lot; she attacks anyone who has any sexual intention towards her or just speaks to her in general. But I noticed that she's more hostile towards men and anyone who tries to sedate her or even touch her." Chii said. "I wonder what could have possibly happened…" Syaoran murmured. "Well, she was missing for five years. Who knows what could have happened-except for her. I wonder if any of the disappearances over the years have anything to do with Sakura's case." Chii murmured. "I don't know…but I sure would like it if Sakura trusted me enough to tell me what happened." He sighed. "Patience dude, patience." Chii said, taking a mouthful of tea that she'd made for herself. Syaoran rolled his eyes at his friend and assistant, "I know, I know." Syaoran replied. Chii looked at the beautifully made flowers sitting in the glass crystal vase on his desk, noticing the detail and colours used. "She's very talented in the arts." She said. Syaoran looked at the flowers made by his patient. "Indeed she is." Syaoran agreed. "You know, I haven't seen any of Sakura's family apart from Fai visit her since she was admitted." Chii said casually. "That's because she has none." Syaoran replied sadly. "Oh…" Chii murmured. Syaoran looked at his clock before picking up his coffee and finishing it. "I should go check up on Sakura again." He stood up and left the office, leaving Chii sitting there drinking her tea. "Oh Syaoran, you don't have to hide your worry for her." Chii smiled to herself.
When Syaoran entered Sakura's room, he found Fai sitting next to her bed. "When do you think she'll wake up?" Fai asked as Syaoran shut the door. "I'm not sure-hopefully soon." Syaoran answered, walking over to his patients' bedside to change the drip and give her medication via needle. "I wonder what drove her to run away…" Fai murmured. "Not sure, and that's why I'm hoping that she'll tell me when she wakes up." Syaoran replied softly. Fai smiled sadly, "I remember when we were young and our parents would visit each other frequently-our mothers were twins you see, so they often kept in touch and at least once a week would visit each other. Sakura used to be such a cheerful and happy girl. She was sweet, kind…almost like an angel. Even after her parents died in a car crash, she still smiled every day, never once giving up on herself." Fai said. Hearing these things about Sakura made Syaoran wonder what her life would have been like if she hadn't been taken five years ago, if she'd still be that happy girl being described by Fai. The blonde continued on, knowing that his friend would continue listening. "I have photos of her from when she graduated university-she was nineteen, and had acquired a job at the detective agency she wanted to work at. Sakura is extremely intelligent which is why she was placed in year eleven when she should have been in year nine, and at sixteen she graduated from high school and entered university. She was so happy, but things started falling for her once she got that boyfriend of hers." Fai ended his sentence with disgust. Syaoran looked up, "Boyfriend?" He asked with interest. "Yeah; as soon as he came along, her world was turned upside down. I asked why she hadn't left him yet, and all she would say was 'I can't'. The night she went missing she called me, frantically asking for help. I asked her where she was, but the line cut out before she could answer." Fai murmured. "If you don't mind me asking, what was his name?" Syaoran asked, getting distracted by the topic of conversation. "His name? Satoshi, if I recall correctly." Fai answered. Suddenly, Sakura's eyes flew open and her fist was in front of Fai's face, her eyes full of anger, pain and most of all-sorrow.
Ok, since I have no idea what to write for the next chapter (I'm doing a whole bunch of filler, otherwise the story will go wayyyy too fast for my liking.) I'm thinking I'll just go draw. Please review!