Chapter Seven of My Heart Relies on You:
Disclaimer: I do not own anything regarding Card Captor Sakura.
Summary: Syaoran Li is a trained assassin. Sakura Kinomoto is a basic average woman trying to bring happiness and joy to the world. What will happen when their two paths are crossed? SS and ET. Please R&R!
Recap from Chapter Six:
"I love you, Torri. And forever I will..." Sakura whispered.
As the coffin was being lowered into the ground, Sakura said a silent prayer.
After everybody placed a flower onto the coffin, Sakura place a single blood red rose onto the top of the coffin, before turning away.
She couldn’t bear watching the coffin lower itself into the ground.
Chapter Seven:
Sakura groaned.
Today she had to go to work.
“Oh, the joys of being an adult!” she muttered to herself.
She unwillingly put on some clothes, and she hurried outside, grabbing a granola bar to eat as breakfast.
She was back in her house, or rather the house that was to share with Torri.
After getting to the flower shop located in the mall where she worked, Sakura said a few ‘hellos’ before entering her office.
There was a knock at her door, and her friend Sharon walked in.
“Hey Sakura!”
Sakura looked up, and managed to smile.
“Hey, how’s it going?” she lamely asked.
“Are you feeling all right?” asked Sharon.
Sakura nodded, “Of course!”
“Why’d you choose to come back to work so soon? You need to rest! After all, it was only yesterday that the funeral...” said Sharon, trailing off.
Sakura put up her hand to stop Sharon.
“I’m fine. Really,” said Sakura, trying to convince Sharon.
Sharon nodded, “If you say so,” before going back out to the flower shop.
It was lunch, and the flower shop was practically empty.
Sakura finished helping a customer, before turning to Sharon.
“Lunch?” she asked.
Sharon nodded, and she went down to the food court to pick up some food for Sakura and herself.
Syaoran walked down the floors of the mall.
He was getting bored, and he had nothing to do, so he decided to pay a visit to the mall.
David had gone off on a date, and so Syaoran decided to become a loner for a couple of hours.
He was walking past a flower shop, when all of a sudden, he spotted a very beautiful woman.
She was watering the flowers, and smiling to herself.
What made Syaoran interested were her eyes.
They had sadness in them, and Syaoran wanted to know who had caused this woman pain. He walked up to the flower shop’s door, and walked in.
Sakura looked up, and smiled at Syaoran.
“Hi, sir!” she said, smiling cheerfully.
Syaoran nodded politely, and he looked around the store.
“Do you need some help?” she asked.
Normally, Syaoran would glare at the person who said that sentence, but when the woman said it, he nodded.
“What kind of flower are you looking for?” Sakura asked.
Syaoran shrugged.
Sakura bit her lip.
“Are you looking for a flower?” she prodded him.
Syaoran racked his brain, until a flower name popped into his head.
“A sakura?” he asked, in a questioning tone of voice.
He noticed that the woman’s eyes brightened at the mention of the word.
“You must mean a cherry blossom,” she said.
Syaoran nodded his head, pretending to understand.
“Yeah. Cherry blossom,” he said lamely.
Sakura walked him over to a secluded part of the shop, and she gestured towards a lonely flowerpot.
Syaoran nodded, “Yes. I’d like to purchase it.”
Sakura gingerly took the flowerpot to the counter, and she rang up the purchase.
“That’ll be twenty-three dollars,” she said.
Syaoran nodded, and reached his hand into his pocket, to get his wallet.
The pocket was empty.
“Uh...” he said, blushing.
He reached into his other pocket.
It was empty, too.
He desperately hoped that his wallet was in his shirt pocket.
He reached into his shirt pocket, and to his relief, there was his wallet.
He took out twenty-three dollars, and forced a smile to cover up the shaking of his hands.
As Sakura handed him his receipt, her hand brushed his, and he jumped away.
Sakura looked at him weirdly, but smiled and said, “Thank you. Come again.”
Syaoran noticed that she had a forced smile, but he did not say anything.
He nodded politely, before exiting the store.
It was then, that he realized that he had forgotten his flowers.
He ran back into the store, and fell down, not noticing the step in front of him, and then hurriedly got up.
“My flowers?” he asked, to a chuckling Sakura.
She handed them to him, and he walked away, trying to maintain his composure.
As soon as he was away from the flower shop, he mentally yelled at himself.
How could he have been so stupid?
Syaoran shook his head, and he proceeded to go back to his hotel.
“Why did I even buy the flowers?” he asked himself, “It’s not as if I need them."
Sakura found herself laughing. She had not laughed since the day Torri had died.
It was so funny the way the man tripped over the step.
She was still laughing when Sharon came into the store, holding up a bag of food.
“Are you okay?” asked Sharon.
Sakura nodded, telling her what she had missed.
By the end, the two were laughing uncontrollably, and Sakura finally stopped, holding her stomach. Her head hurt, and she stood up.
“Thanks for the food!” she said to Sharon. Sharon nodded, and Sakura went back into her office.
All of a sudden, something inside her clicked.
She rushed to her computer, and turned it on.
Searching through her files, she found one labeled, “Torri’s beautiful drawing.”
She clicked it, and out popped a picture of a man.
Flashback:
Sakura walked over to take a look at her husband’s artwork. She tilted her head at the picture, and said innocently, “He looks kind of cute!”
Torri’s eyes widened.
Sakura laughed and said jokingly, “Maybe I’ll dump him for you! Not...” she quickly said, seeing as how her fiancé’s face turned an ugly shade of purple.
“Heh!” said Sakura, smiling sheepishly at him.
Flashback ends.
The man that entered the flower shop was the man Torri had been suspicious of.
So ... was he the one ... that had killed all the people?
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