HAY GUYS!!!!!!!!!! Sorry for the late update, I just moved all the way across the world so I think I have an excuse! And dear editor sorry I didn't send this for u to edit, I know you have exams! So guys im sorry for any grammar or whatever mistake here it HAS NOT BEEN EDITED, and well, I suck sooo…


Wedding day…pff

It's just amazing how I have no idea how I got here. Well, okay not amazing, more like painful. I was just trying to start like I usually do so you guys wouldn't freak out about the whole kidnapping thing.

I mean, HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOO????????????????? I'm going to a wedding here!!!!!!!

This was where the story was supposed to end!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





I mean, I get the boy, my brother is getting married, my father and Li-san aren't flirting anymore, Tomoyo recharged her camcorder …and got Eriol…I think…

I'm supposed to be making out with the love of my life in the broom closet right now!

Oh, and ye…THAT was what I was thinking about as I was coming to.

And no…I didn't feel lost or without a clue, I knew EXACTLY what had happened.

I just didn't know where I was.

I open my eyes and look around and see that we are in a concrete room.

It had a sliding glass door on one side with concrete walls. It wasn't a big room and had just one urinal by the far wall. Otherwise, it was completely bare.

With the exception of the blanket thingy that I was lying on.

And no, I haven't forgotten Syaoran.


Yup, I definitely remember him.

"Damn we missed the wedding…" Huffed a voice from behind me.

Oh, and ye I was sitting up.

And ye, his voice melted me into a puddle.

I turned and looked at him. He looked beat up. Well, I mean, he WAS beat up.

His nose was bleeding.

I was freaking out. I was soooooooooooo scared. It just dawned on me that we were kidnapped.

I giggle sniffed. Meaning I giggled while I was trying to keep from bawling my eyes out.

How did he manage to keep cool in this situation?

The dark wasn't helping either.


I robbed away the blood from his nose with my index finger.

"You okay?" I whispered.

What? It was sooooooo quiet I was afraid the walls would break if I spoke! And the walls were made of concrete!

Wait, you already know that.

"Ye. I'm okay." He whispered back.

Silence. I just couldn't bring it up. I just couldn't start talking about the situation we were in.

Syaoran sensed this.

"I need to pee." He stated.

I knew he could do it. I KNEW he could make me laugh.

I cracked up.

He chuckled along with me.

"Go pee." I giggled.

"Can't." he stated simply.

"Oh, come on, I won't look." I said.

Ye, there was no curtain or anything to cover the "bathroom" and provide privacy.

"It's not that. I just…" He huffed as he squirmed a little then winced. "…can't get up."

"Wha?" I asked as I slightly pulled away and looked at his face.

"My ribs hurt." He said as he looked down at his chest and poked his ribs.

Then winced.

"Oh God. Is it broken?" I ask as I push his hair away from his face and kiss his forehead.

"Na, just bruised."

I sniff again.

"Why are we here? Who are these people? What's happening?" I blurt out suddenly, tears falling down. "I mean, what did we do? Look what they have done to you! You're bleeding and bruised and we need to call an ambulance-" I stopped.

Then said frantically.

"Phone. We need a phone!!!!!!!!!! Do you have your cell?"

He gave me a look.

"These people are professionals, Sakura, they take away your phone, money, i-pod or whatever else you have." He said as if it was obvious.

And it was obvious, but I am an idiot so…eh.

"Oh God." I drop my head on his. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" he asks bewildered.

"You let them hit you so they wouldn't harm me."

"Oh." He says like realization hit him. Then his face got the puzzled look back on. "Why are you sorry though?"

I give a soft laugh.

"Don't worry your little pink head over it."

He pouts.


So then I kiss him softly.

And just when the clock hit 5 seconds into our kiss…

"Oh isn't that sweet????" A voice mocks loudly.

I freeze.

Syaoran moves his head as he rolls his eyes.

"That is soooooooooooooo cliché." He says in a bored tone.

There is a stunned silence.

"Matt said you would be trouble." The voice states after a while-


Syaoran held my chin and put his thumb on my lips, indicating I stay quiet.

Not like I can say anything.

Even if I wanted to I couldn't.

Even if I could I wouldn't.

'cuz I didn't know what to say anyway.

"I take that as a complement."

"I wonder if you would be just as bold if I held on to your little lady over here." The voice said just as a tall handsome guy with blond hair came into view with a bald , buff guy on either side and made a move to come towards me. (aren't bad guys supposed to be short, fat and ugly?)

The next thing I know Syaoran jumps up like a thunder and plants himself in front of me, snarling.

"Have I touched a nerve?" The guy sneers.

Syaoran remains quiet as I try to keep from whimpering.

"Cat got your tongue?"

"Ok. These punch lines are not working out for me." Syaoran's expression suddenly changes as he rolls his eyes again and says that.

"Well," The guy said as he took a step forward. "How about just a punch?"

And with that, he punches Syaoran right were his bruised ribs were.

Syaoran falls to his knee as he holds his chest with one hand.

"A punch is good." The guy concluded. "Now, about why you're here…

"Why don't you think about that and get back to me?" He asks as he turns to leave.

He and his companions go through the door, but he turns and gives us a wicked wink before he closes the door behind him.

I was all over Syaoran the moment they disappeared.

I helped him lie back against the wall. He just sat there, with his head against the wall and closed his eyes.

"I still need to pee."

And yet again, he makes me laugh.


"I feel naked." I say as I wrap my arms around my chest and shiver from the cold.

Syaoran looks me up and down, down and up, then up and down again then his eyes settle on my bare legs.

"I think you ARE naked." He says.

"WHAT?" I exclaim and look down at myself.

Half of my skirt has been torn, so it's mid-thigh now and the zigzagging ribbons that kept the top together had come loose, showing WAAAAAAAAAAY more skin than before, which, considering the amount of skin shown before, is NOT good.

"I like it." He concluded before I could say anything other down gape down at my state.

"SYAORAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I wail.

What? I'm under a lot of stress.

"Okay, okay!" He squirms over, wincing every now and then, and grabs the ribbons on my chest before I can react, and starts opening the whole thing.

I would have stopped him if:

-a- He was not Syaoran

-b-he had perverted intentions

-c-I wasn't in love with him


-d- I hadn't been turned into mush.

"I, personally am ominously grateful that we have been kidnapped and you didn't go to the wedding with that dress." He muttered as he stated closing them again tightly, before it completely opened.

"What and it's okay for the hooligans here to see me in it?" I ask.

"These people I can beat the hell out of without being sued." He answered.


"I'm scared." I whisper.

He finishes tying me top slowly before he replied.

" Don't be." He said.

And just like that, I felt better.

"Do you still need to pee?" I asked.

"I think my bladder is going to bust."

I cracked up.


"Don't look!" Syaoran said as he stood over the toilet thingy, looking exasperatedly at me with both hands on his belt buckle.

"I'm not looking." I say absentmindedly while staring at him at a point below the belt, biting my lip.

"Yes, you are." He stated.

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are."

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are."

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, yo-you know what?" He said.

And the next thing I know, he has unbuckled his belt and his pants fall down around his ankles and I'm left staring at his Calvin Klein boxers.

But I just kept staring. Hay, I don't give up that easily. We were like this every day before the whole I love Syaoran chapter. I know how to play.

He gave me a challenging look as he put his thumbs under his boxers top, ready to pull them down.

I reflected his look. There is nooooooooooooo way he's going to pull it down.

"I preferred to do this after we're married, but…"

And he pulls it down.

I give a loud squeak and turn my whole body around and tightly close my eyes.

I hear him chuckle.

I'm tempted to look.

I don't.

After a while I hear the sound of a zipper closing and slowly opened my eyes and look at him.

He had a triumphant look on his face as he wobbled over and slid down beside me with a huff.

I gave a huff of annoyance.

"Don't worry hon, there's always next time."

"YOU-!!!!" I began. "UKH!"

"On the bright side, I don't need to pee anymore."


"Syaoran-kun?"I whisper.


"What are they after?"

"The code."


"The code. The Li code." When he saw my confused face and continued. "it's a bank code with all our money in it."

"Oh." I say. "Why though?"

"Matt has a lot of dept. A LOT! So he needs money, but my mother refuses to give it to him because this is not the first time this happened. Last time my mom gave him about 100 million so this time she refused to give it to him. He seemed to accept that and backed off and started working hard.

"We all thought everything was okay now. Well, everyone but me. I started –ehem- spying on him and well…I found out that he was looking for the access code." He said tiredly. "To think I knew this would happen."

"You knew?!!!!!!!!!"

"Well, uh….ye, kinda. I didn't know he would kidnap me! But a threat or two maybe."


"Does anyone else know?" I asked.

He shook his head.

"Who would have believed me? They were all so protective about him, you know, the whole "family reputation" and all." He said. "Whatever."

"So they want you to tell them the code."

He nodded.


I didn't want to ask if he was going to give the code.

"Not gonna happen." He said as if he read my mind. "Since I don't know the code and all."

"Eh. Whatever." I say as I lay my head on his shoulder. "I'd rather be in the broom closet though."


"-cough- nothing."

I blush.


"You have had enough time to think I believe." Came the booming voice, jerking me from my little nap.

I heard a moan beside me.

"That's what the teachers say after detention…" Came Syaoran's voice.

"That's besides the point." Said the guy as he pulled a cell phone out of his breast pocket and handed it to the guy on his right. "Now about why you're here…"

The big guy said something into the phone, closed it then handed it back and the middle one put it back in his pocket.

"And…?" Syaoran said dragging the 'a'.

"And?" The guy said as if astound. "Well why are you here??"

"Uh, let's see…" Syaoran said thoughtfully as he tapped his chin with his index finger.

"I'm, sorry I must have been missile training the day they thought 'reasoning's of a kidnaper'."

That made me giggle a little which made the guy glare at us both.

He nods to the guy on his left and the next thing I know he has hit me in the face and knocks me down.

I give a cry of pain.

And then there was more moaning and groans.

Wait why am I still whimpering? And what's with all the thuds? Is he still hitting me?

I open my eyes to see the big guy on the floor unconscious with a wild eyed Syaoran on top, beating the crap out of him.

After 3 more punches he quickly gets up and with a final kick lunches himself at the spoke person and throws him a right leg high kick, swirls around and hits the other guy –who had jumped up and was attacking Syaoran-.

Syaoran growls, as he comes to stand in front of me in a defensive crouch.

"I don't have it." He hissed.

The middle guy's head snapped up, astound that Syaoran actually knew what they wanted, and well, amazed at how he beat up the guy.

"Oh," He smirked. "well, we'll have to do something about that won't we?"

Then he directed his look behind Syaoran and at me.

"If you even point as much a finger at her-"

"What are you going to do?"

"Well we'll see about that won't we?" Syaoran smirked back.

The guys turned to leave, one dragging the other with a final glare.

"Oh, and, send Matt's love to Shakashi." Syaoran said carelessly as he examined his nails.

The middle guy stopped dead in his tracks, turned around shocked at first then glared at Syaoran.

"You want to make it personal?"The guy said in a deadly voice that made me shudder. "Fine!"

After a few seconds of silence, Syaoran stopped blowing on his nails and, without changing his careless tone, turned his head and looked straight at the guy.

"Oh I'm sorry…" He said in a voice that clearly stated that he's not. "…am I supposed to be scared?"

The guy huffed, turned and slammed the door behind him.

And simultaneously, Syaoran collapsed right where he was standing.