ChapterTwenty 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? SS and ET. Please R&R!
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters regarding Card Captor Sakura. This fanfiction is based on a Chinese drama that I have seen … a long time ago. I just don’t remember the name!
Recap of Chapter 19:
Sakura was pacing back and forth in the hospital. She put her hands into her coat pocket and she felt the ring that Syaoran had given to her earlier.
Taking it out of her pocket, she smiled, “Please don’t die Syaoran! I’ll marry you if you don’t,” she said, making a promise to herself.
The doctor came out of the emergency room and Sakura ran to him.
“What is it? Is Syaoran all right?” she asked, bracing herself for the worst.
Chapter 20 of My Heart Relies on You:
The tired doctor wearily looked up from his clipboard at the anxious woman waiting in front of him.
He gave Sakura a tired grin and said, “You have one tough man with you. He’s going to be all right.”
Sakura’s eyes widened with relief and joy. She gave a laugh, before thanking the doctor for saving Syaoran’s life.
“Now, before you rejoice, you have to know that he has already suffered through a weak heart. His heart, even though it was replaced by your late husband’s heart, has gone through a lot of in juries, so Mr. Li will have to take it easy for a couple of days. Also, Mr. Li suffered from a broken rib, and a damaged liver. Like I said, he’ll need to stay at the hospital for several days before he’ll be permitted to leave.”
Sakura, eyes bright with tears, beamed at the doctor.
“Thank you for saving Syaoran! You have no idea how much this means to me,” she said.
The doctor smiled gently, “Why don’t you take a look at him now?” he suggested.
Sakura nodded, and before the doctor could utter another word, she was already in the room, standing next to Syaoran’s bed.
Sakura peered over the bed into the face of Syaoran Li. His eyes were closed, but she could still see the bruise that was forming over one of the eye.
“Bruise…?” she thought to herself, before shaking it off.
She sat down in a plastic green chair that was thoughtfully left next to the bed Syaoran was resting in. She grabbed onto his right hand, squeezing it tightly.
“Syaoran?” she asked, a bit timidly, afraid to wake him up.
She tried again, “Syaoran?” a bit louder.
Still, there was no response. Sakura sighed, but continued talking.
“You have no idea how worried I was! How could you risk your life like that? Yes I know that you were the one who killed Torri, but somehow, all that doesn’t matter. I still am angry that you killed my fiancé, but Torri told me that if I ever found somebody I loved after he died, to continue loving him. Torri wanted me to be happy, and not to suffer with guilt or regret. I chose to follow his words of advice. Syaoran, you make me happy, you really do! All I want is for you to wake up from your sleep!” she said, growing misty-eyed.
She sighed, and was about to let go of Syaoran’s hand when she felt it tighten around her wrist.
“Syaoran?” she asked, her eyes widening.
She glanced at his face, and to her delight, she found his eyelids flickering open.
“S … Sakura,” he managed to rasp out.
Sakura quickly jumped out of her chair to grab him a glass of water. Helping him sit up, she allowed the cold water to slide down his throat.
“Are you feeling all right?” Sakura asked worriedly, after she sat back down.
He nodded, his amber brown eyes taking in the woman sitting in front of him.
“How a-about you?” he asked her, his voice coming to him a bit more naturally.
Sakura shrugged, “I’m okay. As long as you’re fine, then I’m fine.”
Syaoran managed to smile at her attempted joke.
The doctor bustled into the room, followed by two nurses.
“I’m afraid it’s time for Mr. Li to get some rest. I hope you understand,” one of the nurses quietly said to Sakura.
Sakura nodded, “Of course.”
She turned to Syaoran, “I’ll see you later, okay?”
She pecked him on the forehead, making him blush, before leaving the room.
Sakura could now sit peacefully on the hospital benches, knowing that Syaoran was safe and not hurt.
Suddenly, a loud voice was heard.
Sakura looked up, startled.
The person yelling was with a bunch of other people, and all of a sudden they skidded to a stop right in front of Sakura.
Sakura looked into the bright amethyst eyes of her friend Tomoyo, and she immediately stood up and enveloped Tomoyo in a great big hug.
“Tomoyo, Eriol, Mei-ling!” she cried out in happiness.
“We came as soon as we heard!” cried Tomoyo.
Mei-ling nodded, “We would’ve come sooner, but Eriol and Tomoyo were at the hospital for a doctor’s appointment and I was out on a … date!” she triumphantly exclaimed.
“A date?” asked the other three in unison, their eyes bulging out of its sockets.
Mei-ling grinned, “Well, since Syaoran didn’t want to marry me, I let the past become the past, and I went off mall trolling scooping out the cute guys. I couldn’t find any but th-”
Eriol cut off Mei-ling and asked, “Mei-ling probably forgot the real reason why we’re here. Is Syaoran all right?”
Mei-ling immediately closed her mouth, and concern filled her eyes.
The three looked expectantly at Sakura for an answer.
Sakura nodded, smiling, “He’s all right. He has a broken rib and a damaged liver, but the doctor said that if he stays in the hospital for … about three weeks or so, it will heal and he can be released.”
Tomoyo laughed, “That’s great!”
Mei-ling grinned, “It is. Anyway, back to my story…” she said, ignoring the rolling of eyes she received from Eriol.
“I didn’t have any luck finding any cute guys. And all the cute and hot guys I did find were taken because they had a girl hanging off one of their arms, and the other was holding load and load of clothing that the girl made him hold. And I thought to myself that I would never ever do that to a guy! So I decided to go to the food court and buy myself an ice cream cone to drone my sorrows. I walked over to the food court, purchased a double chocolate chip hot fudge chocolate melt ice cream with whipped cream, nuts, and a maraschino cherry on a sugar cone, and I was enjoying myself while walking toward the video arcade, when all of a sudden I crashed into somebody. And when I say crash, I mean crash! I fell into him and my seven dollar and sixty-eight cent ice cream cone fell all over his shirt! I was beyond mad and sad, that I didn’t even realize how cute he was until he stood up, pulled me back up and said, ‘well, I guess I’m going to need another shirt, huh?’ and smiled his cute and adorable smile at me!” she said, smiling widely, looking off into space
Sakura’s eyes were wide, “Wow, that was a whole lot of detail!” she said.
Mei-ling ignored her and kept going, “So I said my apologies of course, and he didn’t even mind. Instead, he asked me out! And can you believe it? All this happened last night!”
“I believe it,” said Eriol, muttering sarcastically about how fast Mei-ling took care of things.
“Oh shut up,” she said to him, before turning to Tomoyo and asking her, “How do you deal with him?”
Tomoyo grinned, “I just give him a kiss like this,” she said, leaning forward and planting a soft kiss on his lips, “and then I tell him that if he’s ever naughty again, he won’t ever get a kiss from me again!” she exclaimed, her eyes flashing dangerously before melting into a love-sick woman.
Eriol smirked, “But she can’t resist me,” he said, before planting another kiss on his wife’s mouth.
Mei-ling rolled her eyes, “Whatever! So anyway, I said I’d love to go out with him and he asked me to meet him in front of the Tokyo mall this morning, and I agreed. And so I was at the mall shopping when I received a call from you, Sakura, so I ran over here and he should be he-”
“Mei-ling!” cried an exasperated voice, “How am I supposed to find you in a twenty floor hospital if you don’t even call me on my cell phone?”
The four turned to see a handsome black haired man attempt to walk down the hospital’s long corridor, holding eight or nine bags in each hand.
Eriol turned to Mei-ling, “You’d never make your boyfriend carry your bags for you, huh?” he asked her, smirking lightly.
Mei-ling frowned before running over to the man, “Oh, you! I never told you to follow me up. And I most certainly didn’t tell you to carry all my stuff up.”
The man looked up at her with a baffled expression on his face, “But at the mall you just shoved the bags at me and in the car you told me to follow you and bring up the bags as we-”
Mei-ling clamped a hand over his mouth before pushing him towards her friends.
“He’s a bit delusional from trying to find me,” she said apologetically.
The man put down the bags on the floor, removed Mei-ling’s hand from his mouth, and sat down on a hospital bench with a great sigh.
“Everybody, I’d like you to meet Kyle. Kyle, this is Tomoyo, Eriol, and Sakura,” Mei-ling introduced.
Kyle hopped back up on his feet, and shook the hands of all three people before plopping himself back down in his chair once again.
Mei-ling looked at her blue-eyed boyfriend appreciatively before asking, “So can we go see Syaoran?”
Sakura shook her head, “The doctor said to wait a little longer before going inside.”
Mei-ling nodded, and a smile lit up her face, “Who wants to sing songs?”
“Syaoran?” asked Sakura, stepping into his room.
Syaoran looked down from the television he was watching and his eyes rested on Sakura.
“Sakura,” he breathed out, “How are you?”
Sakura shyly walked into the room, and sat in the chair besides Syaoran’s bed.
“I’m all right. And yourself?” she asked him, taking in his tired and weary looking condition.
He shrugged, “I feel better than before.”
Sakura smiled and nodded, “That’s good.”
The two fell into silence for a while until Sakura spoke up, “Syaoran, I hate to ask you this, but … did your mother ever know if you were an assassin or not?” she asked him.
Syaoran’s head jerked up at the question, and his eyes grew hard at the mention of his previous occupation.
He sighed, “I don’t think she knew. I’m pretty sure she always suspected something, but since I never mentioned my job around her – heck, I rarely even saw her – I don’t think she knew.”
Sakura nodded, “Why don’t you go visit her? I’m sure she’d want to see you. After all, you are her son.”
Syaoran gave a little laugh, “True, but she’s always so strict. I mean, ever since Father died … she was strict. I don’t even remember why I became an assassin. I think it’s because I thought Sugujji was really nice and I guess he brainwashed me or something.”
Sakura laughed, “Well, I’m glad you’re okay.”
She found his hand and placed her hand over his, squeezing it gently.
“So, you were a beauty product seller?” asked Sakura with a teasing smile.
Syaoran closed his eyes, and leaned his head back, “Ah, I was so nervous during that lunch date! I said the first thing that popped into my head. And I saw a lady applying some lotion onto herself, so … I guess I just blabbed that out. I didn’t want to look stupid, but I think I ended up looking more stupid than I thought I would.”
Sakura smiled, “But you were a cute stupid guy,” she said.
Syaoran rolled his eyes, “I’m sure.”
The door to Syaoran’s room suddenly opened and Mei-ling ran in, crying out, “Syaoran! Are you all right?”
She launched herself at the poor man lying in the hospital bed, giving him a hug.
“Mei-ling! The ribs,” warned Syaoran, groaning.
Mei-ling quickly released him, “Oops, sorry!”
She turned to the guy who was behind her and said, “Syaoran, I’d like for you to meet my boyfriend, Kyle.”
Syaoran looked up at her boyfriend and smirked, “Kyle, eh? You managed to find a boyfriend so fast?” he asked her.
Mei-ling shrugged, “Hey, the past is the past!” she said lightly.
Syaoran looked at Kyle, “Hey, man. How’s your mom?”
Kyle lifted his chin at Syaoran and said, “She’s all right. She’s been asking about you lately though. She keeps asking me, ‘when is Syaoran going to come over to drink soup?’”
Syaoran smiled, “Tell her when I’m better.”
Mei-ling stared at the two incredulously, “You two know each other?” she asked them in disbelief.
“Syaoran? Yeah! We go way back! We were in grade school together,” said Kyle walking over to Syaoran, holding out his fist to punch his friend’s.
Mei-ling whirled around to look at Kyle and asked him, “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Kyle shrugged, “Was I supposed to?” he asked her.
“Mei-ling was my fiancé, but I called off the engagement,” said Syaoran, speaking up.
Kyle’s eyes grew wide, “Really?” he asked.
Mei-ling nodded, “Yeah. But who cares, I’m not dating him, I’m dating you!” she said, smiling lovingly up at him.
Kyle smirked, “Well don’t I feel loved?”
Syaoran looked over at Sakura, who seemed to be deep in thought.
“Sakura, are you all right?” he asked her.
Sakura snapped out of her trance and stared up at Syaoran, “Huh? Oh yeah, I’m fine. I was just thinking about something,” she said.
Syaoran nodded a bit uncertainly.
Sakura excused herself from the three and said, “I have to go to the ladies room. I’ll be right back,” she said, before exiting Syaoran’s room.
When Syaoran mentioned that Mei-ling was once engaged to Syaoran, the thoughts of the wedding ring that she had found in her pocket arose once again.
Who had given it to her?
Sakura wanted to ask Syaoran, but he wasn’t ready for it yet. And besides, she wanted to spend more time with him, and the talk about a wedding ring would probably make their conversations awkward.
The one-half carat gold diamond ring was still inside her coat pocket. Sakura admitted to herself that she would sometimes take it out of her pocket and slip the ring onto her finger, imaging if she herself was married. The diamond would glisten in the light, and Sakura would put the ring back into the case, sadly being reminded of Torri’s death once again.
Sakura sat down at a random hospital bench, overcome by the sad memories.
She was jolted from her deep thoughts when she saw the leg of somebody sit down next to her.
“Are you all right?” asked Tomoyo, her eyes full of concern.
Sakura smiled at her best friend and nodded her head, “Of course.”
“Are you sure? A minute ago, you looked like you could really talk to somebody.”
Sakura shook her head, “No, I’m fine. Really, I just have a lot on my mind right now.”
Tomoyo nodded, “Well, if that’s what you say. But if you do need to talk to somebody, just know that I’m here for you, okay?” she asked.
Sakura hugged Tomoyo, “Thanks, for everything.”
Tomoyo nodded again, “Why don’t we go visit Syaoran again. I think your five minute absence from him caused him to worry.”
Sakura smiled, “Even though you and Eriol don’t know Syaoran that well, I’m glad you’re here with me.”
Two months had passed by, yet Syaoran was still in the hospital. His rib and liver were both slowly healing, but with each day, he grew stronger and stronger.
Sakura diligently visited him in the hospital and brought him lunch and would stay with him, talking or reading or just watching him sleep. Sometimes she’d spend the night over at the hospital as well.
“I brought you some porridge!” Sakura said gleefully.
Spending two months by Syaoran’s side had really cracked the ice for the both of them. No longer were they nervous around one another.
She stopped dead in her tracks when she found Syaoran’s room stripped of everything. His suitcases were all gone and so were the flowers that hung around his room.
Sakura’s eyes widened, and words came noiselessly out of her mouth.
“Where?” she asked softly.
She was about to alert the doctor, the nurse, somebody, when she felt a pair of strong arms entwine themselves around her, resting gently on her stomach.
“Looking for me?” asked a deep and husky voice.
Sakura twisted her head around and found Syaoran hugging her.
She twisted her body so that she was now facing him and she gave him a big hug.
“Syaoran! You’re all dressed! Why?” she asked him.
During the course of the two months, Syaoran had begun to walk little by little. Though he would often grow tired and out of breath, his health improved dramatically.
“The doctor said I could finally leave!” he said triumphantly.
Sakura beamed, “That’s great! But you’re going to have to take it easy, am I right?”
Syaoran nodded, “Yeah, of course.”
Sakura smiled, “So where’s all your stuff?” she asked him.
“It’s in the car already. I called David and he came this morning to help me pack everything up. I wanted to surprise you,” he explained, blushing.
Sakura cooed, “Aw, that’s sweet of you!”
She took his hand and led him out the door, “So, how is David doing?”
“Where in the world is he?” thought Sakura angrily.
She glanced at her watch again and stomped her foot angrily. It was eight o’ clock! Syaoran was an hour late. Was he testing her limits? Did he want to see how long she would wait for him?
Sakura let out an exasperated sigh.
“I’m going to leave now!” she yelled out into the air.
Six months had passed, and the two were steadily dating. Slowly Sakura was starting to fall in love with Syaoran.
He did not keep anything from Sakura anymore. He told her everything.
Tonight, he was supposed to meet her at Penguin Park, so the two could go to the Moonlight Café for a special dinner.
Sakura never mentioned the ring to Syaoran. She didn’t plan to. At least … not now, not yet.
Sakura rolled her eyes and walked towards the exit of the park. All of a sudden, lights flashed and fireworks erupted.
Sakura opened her eyes in disbelief.
Syaoran walked towards her, wearing a tuxedo.
Sakura smiled at him, but she was still angry that he made her wait an hour for him.
“It’s the Fourth of July, Sakura! Don’t tell me you forgot,” he laughed, as he saw his girlfriend’s shocked face.
Sakura’s face, which was clouded with confusion, cleared and she nodded, “Oh! I see.”
“Where the heck were you,” demanded Sakura
“What do you mean?” asked Syaoran innocently.
“You told me to meet you here at seven o’ clock, mister!”
Syaoran wrinkled up his nose, “Did I?”
Sakura stomped her foot again, “Yes! Your excuse better be worth it!” she said, “I got all dressed up in my nice dress not to sit around the park.”
Syaoran smirked, “I was stuck in traffic.”
Sakura’s mouth opened wide, “Stuck in … traffic?” she exploded, “And you couldn’t pick up your cell phone to call me? I’ll let you know that I called you so many times!”
She reached inside his jacket’s pocket and took out his cell phone.
“Fifty-three missed calls! And twenty-three voice messages, yet you had no time to pick up the phone while you were stuck in traffic?” she practically screamed.
“Yes.”
Sakura shook her head, “You know, I don’t even know why I deal with you sometimes. I have a headache. I’m just … I’m going to go,” she said quietly, picking up her purse from the bench.
Syaoran’s heart dropped; it was only a joke!
He grabbed a hold of her arm and spun her around, so she could face him, “Look Sakura, I’m sorry.”
“You thought it would be funny to have me wait here an hour?” Sakura asked him, her emerald green eyes boring into his.
He bit his lip, “I … thought it would be.”
Sakura managed to say, “I am this close to slapping you,” before she turned away in anger.
Syaoran stepped back in front of her, “Aw, come on! I was only kidding. You know I love to see you mad.”
Sakura sighed loudly, “Mad? I am not mad. No, mad does not even cut it! I am beyond furious. I am livid!”
Syaoran hugged his girlfriend, an attempt to calm her down.
Sakura fell silent.
“Did you ever get my ring that I put into your pocket,” he asked her softly, after a few silent minutes.
Sakura’s heart jumped, but she didn’t say anything.
“I see how it is,” he thought to himself.
“Well, I saw you and … Sharon, was it? Anyway, I saw you cooing over the ring, and it looked like you really wanted it, so I … sort of lied and said I was the boss’ son.”
Sakura snorted.
Syaoran ignored her snort and went on, “So the employee gave me half-price on the ring. I wanted to give it to you, but I was too scared. I mean, what if you rejected it? So, I placed it in the pocket of my coat, and waited for a cold day. When that day did come, I wrapped my jacket around you. Did you ever find the ring?” he asked her.
It just so happened that Sakura was wearing that very one jacket out of the twenty or so that she had.
She placed her hand into the pocket and took it out.
Syaoran smiled, “You kept it.”
Sakura shrugged, “You didn’t expect me to throw it away, did you?”
Syaoran laughed, “Are you still mad at me?”
Sakura sighed, “A little. I mean, what you did was unforgivable! What if it rained on me?” she asked.
“I would’ve have let you wait here by yourself if it was raining!”
“But you would let me wait here if it wasn’t?” Sakura challenged him.
Syaoran pouted, “Sorry.”
Sakura grinned, before slapping him playfully on the cheek, “You’re such a goofball!”
“But I’m a cute one, right?” he asked her hopefully.
Sakura laughed and nodded, “But you’re a cute goofball,” she said, agreeing with him.
Syaoran looked at the box in Sakura’s hand and said, “I want to keep the ring for now. We’re not ready for marriage yet, but one day,” he said, pausing.
“One day, we’re going to get married,” whispered Sakura, finishing his sentence for him.
Syaoran looked down at the girl in his arms, “Yes, we are.”
Sakura nodded, “But don’t lose the ring!” she warned him.
Syaoran laughed, “How can I? It was much too expensive!”
Sakura hit him in the head, “I can’t believe you lied to the employee! And I can’t believe that he believed you!”
“Hey! It’s not my fault that he’s so gullible,” protested Syaoran.
Sakura shrugged, “I guess not.”
Syaoran smiled, “Anyway, before we leave to dinner, I wanted to give you this,” he said, taking out another long box from his coat pocket.
Sakura frowned, “Why are you always buying me things?” she asked him.
“Always?” asked Syaoran, “when else have I bought you something?”
“Well, you’re constantly paying for my dinner when you take me out, and you pay for all the movie tickets and you also bought me that ring.”
“But you bought be lunch almost everyday for two months while I was at the hospital! It’s only fair,” insisted Syaoran, pushing the box into Sakura’s hands.
Sakura rolled her eyes, “Well, since it is a gift and since you are insisting I have it, I might as well take a look at it,” she said, taking the gift.
Syaoran laughed, “There’s the spirit!”
Sakura opened the box and gasped, “Oh, Syaoran!” she said.
“Do you like it?” he asked.
Sakura nodded her head furiously.
Inside was a necklace. On a thin gold chain there lay a silver heart entwined with a pink cherry blossom. The back of the necklace read, “my heart relies on you”.
Sakura smiled, “I love it! Help me put it on!”
Syaoran took the necklace out of the box and placed it around Sakura’s neck.
She hugged him again tightly, “You’re the best!”
Syaoran beckoned her to look towards the sky.
“Look.”
The two stared at the sky as it erupted in a multitude of colors. Firecrackers split the sky and cheering could be heard. Happiness and joyfulness was felt throughout many.
But this certain couple was oblivious to it all.
As Syaoran Li’s lips descended down onto Sakura Kinomoto’s lips, all the two felt was love.
And when their lips did touch, a firecracker flew up into the sky and exploded into the shape of a heart. And that heart lay above the couple for a long time, and it was that heart that would guide the two through their many years of life.
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