Chapter 2
The lady snapped her head up and frowned at the stranger at the door and she gasped. That pair of intense amber eyes that were looking at her worriedly seemed very familiar to her and it was a pity that she could not remember anything. His hair was very messy, as if he had just gotten up from the bed and rushing to the hospital immediately.
Who is he?
“Who are you,” she asked aloud, staring at the handsome man in her hospital room who was still panting from breath. Did he run all the way here? She mused suddenly, almost chuckling at the absurd thought.
Perhaps he did run. I just want to know who he is… to me…
The man was in the process of walking towards her, a grin appearing on his face, making him seem a little childish in a mannish way. He froze after she asked the question and the grin was wiped off his face almost instantly. She could see that his face paled almost immediately.
“What did you say?” the man croaked out, hardly believing what he had just heard.
She swallowed, “Who are you? Do I know you?”
She could have laughed at the way his jaws dropped all the way onto the ground, if she was not in the current situation of memory loss. “You are not joking are you,” the man asked, shuffling his already messy hair with one hand. “Tell me you are not joking, Sakura. This is not the time for joke.”
Sakura? Is that my name?
She shook her head solemnly and tears threatened to spill from her eyes again. “I don’t know anything,” she wailed brokenly and then she gasped when the man pulled her into his strong arms, crushing her in his embrace. She realized how tall this man was and she just barely reached his shoulders.
“It’s all right,” he said soothingly, smoothing her hair and patting her back. “It’s all right; you’ll slowly remember things bit by bit. There’s no rush.”
“Who are you?” she asked, but her voice was muffled against the man’s shirt. She felt so comfortable being held by this man and she closed her eyes to savor the moment.
It felt so right… to be held by him… She returned the hug unconsciously.
Somehow, the man had managed to hear her question and replied, “I am Li Syaoran and you are Li Sakura.”
Sakura looked up and frowned as she digested what this Syaoran was telling her. “Are we siblings? Your name doesn’t sound Japanese to me.”
“That’s right, I am not a Japanese but you are,” he replied, certainly enjoying confusing her. “And we are not siblings; you are my wife.”
Sakura gasped and pulled away from Syaoran slightly to look at him. “Wife? But we look so young! Are you sure we are married?”
Syaoran could not help but chuckle at her expression. “You want me to show you our marriage certificate?”
Somehow, she knew he was telling the truth. She was about to ask him some more questions when she felt him stiffened as he hushed her with one finger. His facial expression turned murderous as he looked at the door, expecting something to pop right into the room any moment.
Someone was coming and she knew that it was someone that meant her harm.
Question:
Who wanted to harm her?
What was Syaoran's reaction?
Next Chapter coming up on June 1, 2008
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