Chapter Sixteen of My Heart Relies on You:
Disclaimer: I do not own anything regarding Card Captor Sakura.
Summary: Sakura’s husband-to-be dies, leaving his heart to the man who killed him.
Recap from Chapter 15:
“Dude, why are you so stressed?” asked David.
“No reason,” said Syaoran, tensely.
“Really…”
“Yes,” said Syaoran with a curt nod.
“Okay man, whatever you say,” and he went back to gobbling down his pizza.
“What in the world do I do?” asked Syaoran to himself.
Chapter 16:
“Man, are you sure you’re all right? You’re like … gripping your pizza so tight. It’s as if, you’re going to kill me!” David joked.
Syaoran flashed his eyes to David’s.
“What are you talking about?”
“Dude, I was just kidding. Lighten up, man!”
They sat in silence until David clapped his hands once and pointed at a chick walking over to him.
“Syaoran, my man, I want you to meet my girlfriend!” he said, as he stood up, planting a kiss on a girl’s lips.
“Syaoran, this is Natalie. Natalie, this is my best friend Syaoran.”
The two shook hands, and David got up.
“Sorry man, but I have a date. I’ll be at … where, I don’t know where I’ll be, so just call my cell if you need me.”
Syaoran nodded, and said, “So, you’re leaving me to pay again?”
David shrugged and grinned sheepishly, “Sorry, but you’re packed with money!”
Syaoran rolled his eyes and said, “Fine … have a nice time.”
After the two lovebirds left, Syaoran was there alone, thinking.
“David’s my best friend! And I don’t want to kill him. But if I don’t kill him, then Boss will kill me. Argh, what do I do?”
He snapped his fingers, and automatically pulled out his cellular phone.
“I’ll call Calvin. He works for Boss, too…” he thought.
“Hello, Cal? Calvin?” asked Syaoran.
“Hey, what’s up? Whose this?” asked a pleasant voice.
“This is Syaoran.”
“Oh, hey. Man, I haven’t talked to you for like, forever. What’s up?”
“I just … I just need somebody to talk to,” said Syaoran haltingly.
“Sure, spill.”
“You know how I’m sort of … well, I don’t want to brag, but…”
“You’re Sugujji’s pet?” asked Calvin.
Syaoran rolled his eyes, “Stop smirking, and yes, that was what I was going to say, except that I was going to put it in a nicer tone than ‘pet,’” said Syaoran.
“Hey, you know that you are his pet. I mean, if I skipped some meetings, he’d kill me, but you’re like a son to him.”
Syaoran chuckled, “Anyway, you know David…”
“Oh yeah, your best friend?”
“Well, yeah, guess so … anyway, last night, Boss gave me a task.”
“Let me guess, it has to do with the Killing Potion that you founded?”
“I didn’t find it … I just used it on a couple of people.”
“Ha, whatever you say.”
“Anyway, he wants me to kill David,” said Syaoran, as he sighed loudly.
“What?” shouted Calvin.
“Yeah, because he said that he will be dying in a few years and he wants somebody strong and merciless to take over his job. Nothing can come between my job and me. Not even,” Syaoran gulped, “David.”
“Man, do I feel sorry for you.”
“So what do you think I should do?” he asked.
“Well, you do … well you’ve known David for a long time. Let me put it this way. Do you value friendship more, or do you value your job?”
“I don’t know. I was going to quit the assassin job because of my heart problems. But, now that my bad heart got replaced…”
“Oh yeah. Wasn’t it like … the man you killed gave his heart to you.”
“Yeah, I feel … guilty. And … I also know his wife.”
“Get out!”
“Yeah, I do.”
“Do you like her?” he asked.
“No way!”
“Whatever. Sorry, I can’t really help. I’m just saying, do whatever you want to. Each will have their own consequences.”
“Geez, you really helped,” said Syaoran sarcastically.
“Thanks! Bye,” said a cheerful Calvin.
“Bye.”
Syaoran closed his cell phone and then he got up and paid for the meal before walking to Penguin Park.
As he was walking, he could hear a group of people chattering and laughing.
He frowned, not liking the happy voices while he was angry and depressed.
He kept his gaze focused on the ground and walked past the group when all of a sudden, he heard “Syaoran!”
He winced, “Mei-ling!” he groaned.
He looked up and saw the young woman un-attach herself from the group of happy people.
She ran over to Syaoran and said “Hey! What’s up? Come on! I want you to meet my friends.”
She pulled him to her group.
“Everybody, this is my fiancé, Syaoran.”
“Syaoran, this is Tomoyo my best friend, Eriol her husband, and Sakura my other best friend.”
At the mention of Sakura, his head shot up, and he gazed at the pretty young woman standing in front of him.
“Uh, hi…” he said, stuttering.
Meanwhile, Sakura was anything but happy. She could no longer deny it.
She liked Syaoran. Oh, that was such a high schoolish feeling.
No, she was in love with Syaoran.
She could hardly believe it herself. She only met the guy a couple of weeks ago. And she was sure he was her fiancée’s killer. So why was she feeling light headed when she saw him? Why did her stomach churn every time she thought of him? Why did he plague her mind with thoughts of him?
Sakura excused herself from her friends, and walked away to the playground set.
She heard Syaoran say, “I have to go also. But … it was nice meeting you.”
Sakura closed her eyes, “The one man I liked after Torri died is unavailable. Just my luck,” she scoffed.
“Hey, Sakura.”
Sakura stopped abruptly and pivoted on her left foot to face Syaoran.
“Hi.”
“So, … er …” he said, turning red.
Sakura smiled, “Do you want to take a walk?” she asked.
“Sure,” said Syaoran, smiling in relief.
The two followed the trail in the park and looked at the scenery. Scenery, which included the green trees, blue sky, and white pillow-like clouds.
“So, what’s happening in your life?” asked Syaoran.
“Oh, nothing … I mean … nothing important,” said Sakura.
Syaoran nodded.
“Nothing important like your wedding,” she said, a bit coldly.
“My wedding?”
“With Mei-ling…”
“Oh, that. I’m hoping I can cancel it.”
“What?” asked Sakura, her head snapping up.
“Mei-ling loves you! It will break her heart if you canceled it.”
“But, I don’t love her. Please don’t tell her that. It’s just that my mother wants me to marry her.”
Sakura nodded, “Oh, I see.”
“So what’s happening in your life?” she asked the troubled man.
“Oh … nothing.”
Sakura smiled and she said gently, “It looks as if you have something on your mind.” Her green eyes twinkled, “You do know that it’s better if you tell somebody. Your heart will feel much better.”
Syaoran nodded, “It’s … I’m having some problems with my work.”
“The one where you’re selling lotions?” asked Sakura.
“Erm, yeah. It’s that my boss wants me to fire my best friend. And, well, my best friend is … my best friend. One of my closest best friends. And if I fire him, I know that I will be hurting him. But on the other hand, my boss is planning to retire soon, and he wants to see if I can handle firing my friend. If I don’t fire my best friend, he’ll fire me,” said Syaoran, proud of telling that story.
“And you don’t know what to do?” asked Sakura.
“No idea.”
“Well, I don’t know if I can be much help, but … did your best friend ever help you out of a tight spot?”
Syaoran thought.
“Well, there was this one time. My mother called and she asked why I wasn’t visiting her. My best friend said that I was helping him for business.”
“And do you love your friend?”
Syaoran thought, “Well … I guess I respect him.”
“Then you have your answer. Follow your heart. I’m sure that whatever you do will be right. And remember, friendship is hard to find. Especially true friendship.”
The two had walked around the whole park and they arrived back and could see the group of Sakura’s friends.
Sakura smiled.
Syaoran closed his eyes, and slipped his hands into his coat pocket. He felt a small velvet box and realized that it was the ring that Sakura and Sharon were looking at the other day.
“Um, thank you for your help,” he said. He quickly hugged her and slipped the box into her coat pocket.
He waved bye and quickly walked away before Mei-ling could catch sight of him.
Syaoran checked his watch as he ran towards the vacant building that David would be.
“Crap, it’s seven forty.”
He would have to ‘kill’ David at eight o’ clock sharp.
As he ran towards the building, he prayed that he was making the right choice.
“David!”
The man that had his hands tied behind his back and was currently leaning over the side of the 30 foot story building turned his head and saw Syaoran.
“Syaoran! What’s going on? I was with Natalie when all of a sudden Jack came and dragged me here,” cried David, his eyes flickering around nervously.
Syaoran’s mouth felt dry, and he licked his chapped lips before he said, “Boss wants me to kill … you.”
“What?”
“He wants to see if I’m strong enough to kill you so I can take over his job.”
“You’re not going to kill me are you? You’re joking right? I mean, come on! I’m your best friend!”
Syaoran shook his head and said, “Man, I’m sorry, but … I have to kill you. This job is more important than … well. Boss saved me before when my father and sisters died in the fire. And he’s been like a father to me.”
“So you’re going to throw away our friendship?”
Syaoran reached into his pocket and said, “I’m sorry.”
He poured the potion down David’s throat before David could say anything else, and within seconds, David was dead.
“Good job!”
From the shadows, out stepped Sugujji and a bunch of his men.
“I knew I could count on you. I’m sorry you had to kill David, but … you’re like a son to me. After I die, I have full trust that you will continue on this gang.”
Syaoran stood and asked, “If you don’t mind, can I take David’ body and give him a proper burial?”
“Of course, after all, he was your best friend.”
Sugujji and his men left and Syaoran quickly put some spices under David’s nose, to reawaken him.
David’s eyes opened and he blinked hard at Syaoran.
“You!”
Syaoran shushed him.
“Look, I’m sorry, but …”
“Wait, you didn’t kill me? Then what the heck did you give me to drink?” demanded David.
“Some medicine that made you faint.”
“Oh. Thanks man. You are the best! Where’s Natalie?”
Syaoran shrugged, but he said, “You have to hide until Sugujji dies! He thinks you’re dead.”
David nodded. “Okay, I’m leaving now. Thank you. I’ll be in China before you know it. I’ll call you on your cell when I get there. Tell Natalie ‘bye’ if you ever see her.”
Syaoran nodded, and the two hugged before coughing and nodding and saying “Bye.”
“Thank you Sakura for helping me make the right choice.”
Sakura stood up, excusing herself from Tomoyo, Eriol, and Mei-ling.
“I’m going to take another walk,” she said again.
She put her hands into her coat pocket for warmth and felt her fingers touch a small velvet box.
“What’s this?” she thought.
“It wasn’t here before I came to the park…”
She took the box out of her pocket and she gasped, “The ring!”
“But who had given it to me?”
“Is it … Syaoran?”
Sakura closed the box and quickly put it back into her pocket.
She frowned, trying to remember if she had ever felt the ring in her pocket before.
She heard Tomoyo calling her name, and Sakura nodded, calling out, “I’ll be right there.”
She tried to push all thoughts of the ring out of head.
But of course, it was no use.
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