This chapter isn't too bad, but some things start unravelling. Also this Rika chick-be warned lol.
I've nearly finished my homework! I'm so proud of myself! Apart from the fact I left it all till last minute. HA. HAHA. Aw.
ENJOY. PLEASE.
"Syaoran!" The girl flung her arms around him and hugged him tightly. "Rika-what are you doing here?" Syaoran asked, irritated. "To see you of course!" she answered, pulling back and looking up at him. She had long black wavy hair and deep hazel eyes. She was wearing a red strapless dress that came half way down her thighs and black heels-she looked a little too dressed up to be just visiting. "How did you know I was home?" He asked, keeping his voice soft so that he didn't wake the sleeping girl in his bed. "Well I did go to the hospital where you work but they said you wouldn't be in today, so I came by to see if you'd come to the movies with me." She answered. So that's what she wanted-a date. "Sorry, but I'm incredibly tired from work-and I have things to do around the house." He declined. "That's too bad you can't come to the movies, but I'll help you out around the house." She was being persistent. "No, I'm fine thanks." He replied. "You could at least let me in you know-I mean we haven't seen each other since your birthday in April." Rika crossed her arms over her chest, showing a bit of cleavage. "Fine-but not for too long." Syaoran muttered, opening the door to let the girl in. Rika stepped through the door and walked down the hall to the kitchen, her heels making sound echo throughout the house. Syaoran just hoped that Sakura would stay asleep. He shut the door and locked it again before walking down the hallway and into the kitchen to make himself and his uninvited visitor a hot drink. "So Syaoran, how have things been?" Rika asked, looking through some of the papers on his kitchen bench. "Things have been fine thank you." Syaoran said, snatching the papers away from her hands and taking them into his study. "You don't look like you have a lot to do around the house." Rika said, looking around the lounge and in the laundry. "After you drink this you can leave." Syaoran told her, placing a cup full of hot tea down on the table. "So Syaoran, when are we getting married?" Rika asked cheekily. "Stop with your stupid games. It will never happen so drop it." Syaoran frowned. "I was just joking, geez." Rika rolled her eyes. She went into the lounge room and looked through his books on the large bookcase while he stayed in the kitchen drinking his coffee.
Rika walked around, picking up things and examining them, and then putting them back down again. She walked down the hallway to his room, curious to know how clean his room was. She opened the door to his room and found a girl sitting on his bed wearing a black shirt that was hanging off one shoulder due to it being a men's size and being too big for her. She was rubbing sleep from her eyes and didn't notice that there was someone other than Syaoran in the house until she looked up, seeing the shocked eyes of a stranger. Sakura clenched her fists and leaped off of the bed, attacking Rika. Rika fell to the floor with a thud and looked up to see a fist flying towards her face. She screamed and Syaoran came running-He was more worried about Sakura than Rika who was seconds away from having a broken nose. "Sakura-calm down!" Syaoran called out, grabbing Sakura and pulling her back into his room, shutting the door. Sakura was breathing heavily and tears fell down her face. "Who was that?" she cried, grabbing Syaoran's shirt in both her hands. "She's just someone from my childhood; you don't have to be afraid." Syaoran answered softly, wrapping his arms around her. "She's going to kill me!" Sakura cried. The door slammed open and Syaoran whipped around, slapping Rika across the face. "What was that for?!" she yelled angrily. "What the hell were you doing snooping around my house?! You're such a pain!" Syaoran hissed. "Um, excuse me, but I was the one that was attacked by that psycho!" Rika shouted. "Excuse me miss, but I think it would be advisable if you left and didn't speak of this matter to anyone." Yuui had walked in. Syaoran looked at him confused, but remembered that he'd given the two or three spare keys over to him and Kurogane. "Who are you?" Rika scoffed. "I'm special agent Fluorite from the FBI; I'm here in regards to the protection and safety of Miss Sakura Kinomoto and Mister Syaoran Li." Yuui answered holding up his badge as proof. "What?" she asked with disbelief. "If you could please come with me I shall explain the situation to you, but it's advisable that we leave this house now please." Yuui said, talking to Rika. "Yuui…" Sakura whispered. Rika rolled her eyes, "ugh, fine." She said, following Yuui out the front door.
Syaoran had made Sakura a warm drink and cut up some fruit for her to eat-which she had requested when he'd asked her what she wanted. She sat on the couch staring into her cup of hot tea wearing Syaoran's green fluffy dressing gown. He sat down with her and held her hand; she glanced up at him, fear in her eyes. "I'll take care of you." He promised. "I trust you." She whispered, threading her fingers through his. She felt a lot calmer when she had some sort of physical contact with him, as if she knew that everything would be alright as long as he was with her. Syaoran looked up as Yuui walked through the door with Rika behind; she looked very unhappy and glared at Sakura as she walked through the door. "Everything's been sorted out." Yuui said, taking a seat. "Great. Thanks Rika." Syaoran said as he looked at the girl. "I'm only doing it for you-not her." Rika replied coldly. Syaoran could feel Sakura's hands shaking, and Yuui noticed his cousins' discomfort. "Rika and I will be leaving now-I'd like to have a bit more of a chat with her." Yuui stood up and walked out of the house, waiting for Rika to follow him.
Chii walked down the concrete path on her way to the bus stop; she was on her way to see Sakura at Syaoran's place because she'd remembered that she hadn't given the bag with pyjamas in it to her friend. She'd arrived at the bus stop early, so she sat down and waited-she was only five minutes early, so it wasn't a long wait. To fill the time she pulled out her phone and began texting Fai. I'm sitting at the bus stop-I'm a little early lol. It didn't take long to receive a reply. Say hi to Sakura for me-you also forgot your house keys again. "Crap I did too." She muttered, remembering where she'd left her keys. She quickly texted back something and looked up to see her bus arriving. Oops! Could you please leave them under the doormat for when I get home please? I'll see you later. She texted before standing up. The bus came to a stop and the doors opened for her; she stepped inside and took a seat after tapping on. A gentleman walked up to her, "May I take a seat here miss?" he asked politely. "Sure." She replied, moving over a little. He sat down and placed something in his pocket-Chii figured it was probably a phone or his wallet. They sat in silence, and when the bus finally came to her stop she stood up as did he. "Same stop huh?" the blonde nurse asked. "Seems that way." He replied, tugging on his hat. She tapped off the bus and hopped down onto the concrete path; the man did the same and began walking the same way as her. "So where are you going?" Chii asked him. "I've got some business to do in the area." He replied. "Oh, good luck with your business then." Chii smiled, turning a corner. "Thanks." He replied continuing in a straight line.
Pulling out her phone, Chii realised she had no reception in the area. "Darn…" she mumbled, shoving it back into her bag. She was excited to see her friend, and began skipping down the pathway. She wondered how Sakura was settling in at the house, and if Syaoran was treating her right-though she really didn't need to ask that question because with Syaoran being Syaoran, he'd make sure that she was comfortable and well cared for. Chii remembered the look of fear in Sakura's eyes, and slowed down to a slow walk. Suddenly she felt something pull her to the side-the street was deserted, and no one was there to hear her scream or cry out for help. A cloth was shoved over her mouth, and she tried hard not to breathe in the drug the cloth had been soaking in. Unfortunately, her lungs wouldn't cooperate, and she had to breathe. Everything went fuzzy and her head span a little. She felt herself fall to the floor and from the corner of her eyes she could see the dark figure of a person. She attempted to make out what they looked like, but darkness took over and she collapsed on the concrete floor.
WELL THAT ESCALATED QUICKLY. I think. What? Review? Please? I love you.