Chapter Three of My Heart Relies on You:
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? S+S and E+T. Please R&R!
Author’s Note: Thank you all for reviewing! I’m really happy that you like this story. Uh, it’s based on a Chinese movie as I have said, but I don’t know the title of it. I only know the title in Chinese. Well, on with the story!
Chapter 3:
Torri rushed to work. He had received a page on his beeper that told him to go to the Embassy Hotel immediately. He jumped into his car and sped down to the hotel.
He felt really guilty for leaving Sakura, but he promised himself that he would make it up to her.
“After this is all over, I’ll head over to the gift shop and buy her some of the cherry blossoms that she loves so much.”
He smiled, feeling a little bit better.
“Hurry up, David! Let’s go poison some people!” Syaoran said, laughing a little.
David rolled his eyes.
“Nah, I’d rather stay here and check out the women!”
Syaoran grabbed David’s arm and pulled him to a man that was sitting innocently in the middle of the Embassy Hotel.
He whispered a few things to David, and slipped into the kitchen.
He came back out holding a tray that held a drink atop of it.
Walking slowly next to the man, he accidentally dropped a pack of sugar on the ground.
“I’m so sorry!” Syaoran cried.
“Here let me get that for you,” said the man gruffly.
When the man bent down, Syaoran added some of the ‘potion’ to the victim’s coffee, and hurriedly stood back up.
He took the sugar from the man gratefully.
“Thank you, sir,” Syaoran said, looking relieved.
The man nodded, and took a sip of his drink while Syaoran slipped away.
A few seconds later, the man who was the head of a big gang died quietly.
Syaoran smiled to himself, and ran up to David.
“I killed him!” Syaoran hissed after pulling a reluctant David away from what he called a “hot babe”.
David’s eyes widened, “Wow! Good job, man. Let’s get out of here now!”
All of a sudden, about twenty or so buff men surrounded the two poor guys.
“Run!” yelled Syaoran.
The two slipped their way out of the circle, and ran up into the attic of the hotel.
“Man! He had like fifty body guards!” yelled David.
Torri caught up to the other officers surrounding the hotel where he learned that a very popular man was killed.
Without thought, he ran up the stairs into the attic, for some odd reason, knowing that the killer would be there.
He crept silently up and ducked to avoid some spider webs.
He pulled out his gun and held it out, looking in all directions, as if trying to catch a glimpse of the murderer.
“Did you hear that?” squeaked David.
“Shh!” came the reply.
All of a sudden, materializing out of nowhere was a policeman.
“Put down your guns immediately!” yelled Torri.
“Guns?” asked Syaoran in surprise.
He then realized that he indeed was holding a gun, and so was David.
“Uh...” said Syaoran, looking for a way to back out.
The policeman came forward and repeated the sentence.
“Put down your guns immediately and raise your hands into the air!” he yelled.
Syaoran did as obeyed.
Torri turned to David, asking him the same thing.
Syaoran grinned, realizing this was his chance.
He leapt on top of Torri and pounded his head to the floor.
Torri tried to swing Syaoran back off of his back, but it was too late.
He found himself getting weaker and weaker.
With a bang from David’s gun, Torri was dead.
The last thing on his mind was Sakura, and how worried she’d be when she found out he was dead.
He quickly said a prayer, “Bless over her.”
Syaoran smiled, “Thanks, David.”
He got off of the policeman, and could almost hear him whisper, “Sakura.”
“Sakura?” he thought to himself.
“Man I must be dreaming.”
As David and Syaoran walked out of the hotel from the back doors, they gave each other high fives.
“We did it man!”
“Boss will be so proud!”
Syaoran gave another rare smile and said, “Man, I got to go!”
He jumped into his car without opening the door, and sped out of the parking lot.
Sakura smiled, and waved her arms wildly in the air.
“Whoo!” she screamed.
She suddenly turned to her best friend Tomoyo Daijobiu.
“Tomoyo, do you have a feeling that ... something bad is going to happen?” asked Sakura worriedly.
“Look, Sakura. You invited me here to watch you have fun. Not to worry about your soon to be husband!” said the black haired girl.
“You’re probably right.”
Suddenly, she heard a gunshot that filled the air. Thousands of birds were squawking around her and her heart gave a wild lurch.
“Something bad is going to happen,” Sakura said to herself.
Ten minutes later, Sakura’s cell phone rang.
“Konnichiwa!” she said.
“Sakura! You’re not going to believe this, and I’m so sorry that I have to tell you this but you see,” said a voice, trying to avoid the subject of why he was calling.
“Just get to the point, Yoku!” Sakura’s eyes were flashing wildly.
“Torri was in an accident during his job. His opponent shot him and he died right away. I’m so sorry.”
“What?” asked Sakura.
“I’m sorry … he’s at the hospital right now,” said Yoku.
Tears began to form in Sakura’s eyes.
“Didn’t you stop him?” she asked.
“We couldn’t. He just ran up into the hotel despite our warnings telling him not to,” said Yoku sadly.
Yoku had been one of Torri’s good friends.
“Oh … well, thank you for telling me,” she whispered, closing her cellular phone.
“Sakura? What’s wrong!” shouted Tomoyo frantically.
“Torri. He’s ... He’s ... dead,” she said, whispering the last word.
“What?” asked Tomoyo.
Sakura broke down in sobs against Tomoyo’s chest.
“I’m so sorry!” Tomoyo said, gently patting Sakura on the back.
“We were going to get married. He ... he said he would never leave me. I ... I...”
Sakura could not go on. She buried her head into Tomoyo’s shoulder.
Tomoyo whispered soothing words into Sakura’s ears, and patted her gently on the back.
“It’s okay, everything will be all right.”
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