Best Friends - Chapter Nine

Chapter nine…

Katana

“I wonder what this is.” She wondered out loud, walking into her room with the tape in her hand. “Maybe just a peek…” she said as she put the tape in the VCR…

Hospital

Sakura was sitting beside her mom in the hospital, talking to her and trying to take her mind off the growing pain in her liver area. They were just talking about anything that could come to their minds. Sakura was bringing her mother up to date on who was dating who as she had been out of the loop for a while. Finally, Sakura couldn’t think of anything else to talk about so a comfortable silence fell between them. It was Sakura who broke the silence.

“Mom?”

“Hai, sweetie?”

“When I meet my birth mom, what will I call you?”

“You could call me…Mama Jade. How’s that, hm?”

“That sounds good, Mama Jade… Mom!” She yelled because Jade’s head drooped forward limply and she looked dead. “Help! Doctor! Somebody! HELP!”

The nurses rushed in along with Dr. Shobu. They began to rush her to the emergency room.

Sakura cried quietly in the corner, her mother looked like she had died instantly and it was really scary for her. She tried to call someone on her cell phone but her body didn’t seem to obey her. All she could do was stand back and cry helplessly. Suddenly she felt a warm arm around her shoulders, pulling her into a comforting hug. At first she thought it was Syaoran again, but she realized the scent was to feminine to be Syaoran. Tomoyo’s perfume smelled like lavender and Mei Lin didn’t wear perfume. She looked up, wondering who it could be. Her emeralds found themselves locked into the crystal sapphires of her aunt’s. “Auntie Mia?” She asked. “Is that you?”

“Hai, love, I promised I would come, remember?” Sakura nodded. “I also have great news for you.”

“What is it, Auntie?”

“Your mother came home early.” Sakura gasped softly in surprise.

“Could I meet her? I mean, would she mind? OH, this is so exciting, what should I say? Should I go home and change? Will she come here? Should I go there? What should I wear? Do you think she’ll recognize me? Will she be proud, cuz you know, I’m kinda smart but not so much in math. Do you think she’ll like me?” Sakura asked breathlessly.

“She’ll like you, don’t worry my dear. Now rest, I will go see how Jadeshiike is doing.” Sakura nodded and sat down on the chair in her mother’s hospital room and waited for someone to return. She absentmindedly wondered if Syaoran was on his way, she really felt like talking to someone. But he wasn’t coming anytime soon…

Syaoran

He was at the shopping mall with Jet at the moment. He couldn’t figure out what she wanted, so he decided to bring her to the mall to pick out her own present. She was obviously delighted. Inside he was worried she might pick out something he couldn’t afford. After all, she was an heiress to the Tsai fortune. They had just entered the third jewelry store in a row when Syaoran felt it. It seemed like his heart was breaking, and he knew that there was something wrong with Sakura. He told Jet to run along inside while he caught up. What was he going to do? Jet might get mad at him for leaving but Sakura was really in pain. Maybe he could bring Jet to see Sakura, just to make sure she was alright. Well, it couldn’t hurt to try could it?

He found Jet staring at some onyx and diamond set pendants. He looked at the tag and gulped, he could afford it but he would be totally broke and wouldn’t have enough to buy anything else for a while. “Jet?” He said, coming nearer. “Uhm, I know I said that you could pick out something fo r your birthday but could we come back later?”

Her eyes flashed suspiciously. “Why? I think I like this one.” She said stubbornly, pointing at the most expensive pendant.

“I think Sakura needs my help.”

“You think Sakura needs your help.” She said dubiously. “That’s why we’re leaving.”

“Yes.”

“Why is it always like this?” She shrieked, making all the people in the store look at them. “You always choose her over me! It’s my birthday today, couldn’t you just once show me that you love me more than her? I’m your girlfriend, she’s just a friend. Why don’t you love me?” She let her voice crack and her eyes tear up. He was going to choose her, she could see it in his eyes. He sighed.

“Jet, I do love you.” He said, trying to calm her.

“Prove it.” She hissed between he teeth.

He sighed resignedly. “Alright. You said you liked this one?”

Her tears instantly vanished and she was all smiles again. ‘Oh Syaoran, this is just too easy. I’ll get you little cherry blossom I’ll break you so much and steal the one closest to your heart.’ She thought wickedly to herself.

Jade

When she woke up, she was in her hospital room again. ‘How did I get here?’ She wondered. She concentrated on remembering but the last memory she could recall was telling Sakura to call her Mama Jade. The strain was too much on her sore head and she groaned and lay back down on the pillows. She looked down and saw Sakura with her head resting on her arm, she was asleep. Slowly she took her hand away. And Sakura woke up. “Mom? I mean, Mama Jade?” Jade nodded her head but then stopped because it was still hurting. Sakura looked as if she was about to throw her arms around her and smother in a warm blosommy-smelling hug but she only just restrained herself. Which was good because Jade was sure her head would split open if she did. “Oh, I’m so glad you’re alright!”

“What….happened?” Her mouth felt dry and her tongue was feeling heavy and hard to move.

“You….fainted. And then they had to rush you to the emergency room. You’ve been asleep for three days.”

“That’s not what I meant…. I mean… how am I… not dead?”

“Dr. Shobu said that one of your sisters donated the liver which they transplanted immeadiatly into your body and so you lived.”

“my sisters were here?”

“Well, I saw and met Aunt Mia already but I haven’t actually met my mom yet.”

“Mia? Miashiiko? My sister was here? But…” She looked thoughtful for a moment. “but she doesn’t have the same blood type as me. Only Nadeshiiko does. Why would she…save me?”

“Because unlike you I’m not a blood traitor, sister.” Said a cold, but hurt voice at the door.

“Nades?”