Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ The Taste of Your Life ❯ The Eyes of the Devil ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimers: The hell with it, you know the thing.

Warnings: Nope, no sex in this one but there will be a lot ahead. The fun will start in about four chapters… I know it is long but it worth the wait I promise! As for the rest, it's as violent as the previous chapters. You've been warned so don't flame me for it! ^-^

The Taste of Your Life

By Evil Karyta

Chapter Two: The Eyes of the Devil

Day was slowly turning the sky into night. The sun was hiding behind the mountains and buildings, leaving the heavens to the moon and its shinning companion. Sitting silently against her window, Kinomoto Sakura witnessed the miracle of day changing into night while eating a bowl of noodles without much appetite. A big cat, the color of the sand was purring lovingly, four paws in the air, his big yellow eyes looking at her pleadingly. She smiled at the adorable thing and gave it a noodle that it accepted with a thankful 'meow' and jumped down to eat it.

The sound of water dripping filled her head and she looked in the direction of the bathroom. The door has just been closed and she heard the soft sound of the lock slipping into place. One thing that her dear friend will never stop doing. She said that when she was a little girl, a cousin of hers scared her nearly to death while she was bathing. Since then, she always locks the door.

Tomoyo Daidoujii was one weird girl. She believed in aliens, magic, witches, wear-wolfs, vampires and the list went on and on. She was a real fan of all spooky things, horror movies and books. She didn't usually get scared at fantasy movies, yet, she was scared by the simple fact that some one entered the bathroom while she was bathing.

Sakura smiled at the thought of her over imaginative friend and finished her bowl of noodles. She rose from her place by the window and went slowly to the living room to sit comfortably on the comfy sofa. The cat jumped up beside her, making the remote control, which was on the back of the couch, fall right on her head and onto the floor. Her green eyes glared at the sand colored cat, his golden orbs looking at her sheepishly.

"What is it with you today, Kero?" She said rubbing the tender spot on her head as she bent down to get the remote.

She turned the television on. On the screen we could see the reporter, a woman wearing in a long red dress, standing in the black streets of the oldest part of the town where the entire criminal population lived. Beside her were tons of policemen and a corpse, covered by a white blanket

"Yesterday, another murder had been accomplished in the old town. The authorities say that it was the same murderer who has ravaged the town for three weeks now. Little is known about, as we call him, the 'Vampire Killer' and the police are in complete darkness. Like all the other victims, he died from a loss of blood but this time, the murderer had almost cut off his head. We ask all citizens to not go out alone at night and to avoid any black alleys."

"I knew it! Next, the curfew! This town is starting to get paranoid," sighed Sakura. "Don't you agree with me?"

"Meow!"

She smiled at the big yellow fur ball and patted its head lovingly. The cat started to purr and moved from its place on the arm of the sofa to her lap.

"Maybe there're right about that vampire thing," said a voice, jokingly gloomy.

"And what makes you think that?"

Tomoyo was standing behind her. She just got out of the shower, her beautiful dark hair falling in waves down her back. She wore old jeans and a tight red t-shirt, a towel hanging around her neck. She smiled mischievously at her innocent friend and bent down to her level.

"Well," she said, "vampires suck blood."

"That's not a good reason."

"Ok. Then, they live at night, they attack no one in particular, they kill very neatly…"

"Which is not the case of this one," cut in Sakura.

"Yeah, but I read somewhere that some of them can kill quite nastily, if they were killers in their mortal lives."

"Wha…whatever," she said, starting to get scared.

She never liked those things about night creatures and Tomoyo knew it. Her friend found it pretty amusing to scare her a little from time to time. Sakura on the other hand did not find it amusing. Last time she pretend there was a ghost in their apartment and she had trouble sleeping for a week.

"Or it can be an average person and when the night comes, he switches his personality to go out and kill people. Next time he might enter a house…"

"Stop it Tomoyo-chan! Please!"

"Or maybe it's a ghost who is literally blood thirty…"

"Tomoyo! Lets not talk about it anymore," begged Sakura on the verge of tears.

"You know I don't mean it. It's just that it's so funny to see you starting to panic at the idea of a ghost."

"I don't find it funny," pouted the almost crying young woman.

Tomoyo smiled at her in a reassuring way and looked back at the television screen. The reporter was interviewing the chief inspector who did not answer half of her questions. In the end, this last murder was one of the most violent yet. Besides the bloody ending of the old man, everything was done the same way as the others. Not a drop of blood left in his body. It was scary to think that a psycho lived in their little town.

"Oh my god! I'll be late if I don't hurry! Goodnight Sakura, I'll see you tomorrow morning," yelled Tomoyo as she grabbed a coat and keys and zoomed out of the small apartment.

"Good night," responded her friend, still seated on her sofa, with the cat purring on her lap.

Her green eyes returned to the television. Her mind wandered from subject to subject until her memory brought her back to the event of the last night. One thing in particular, a mysterious man going by the name of Li Syaoran. His beautiful golden-amber eyes looking as deep as the universe. Those eyes were all she could remember about his physical features. That name, Li Syaoran… It doesn't sound Japanese. Maybe he comes from China…I wish I could see him one more time…

The cat meowed at its masters dreamy face but she did not notice. All she could think of and see was those luminous eyes gleaming in the darkness of the bar. Those eyes, which seemed to burn from an eternal flame that nothing could destroy, not even time and death. Unreal eyes which were calling for her…

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I shouldn't have done that. The old man deserved a better death. I'm such amonster… In the dark of an abandoned park the black features of Li Syaoran were sitting silently on a bench. His mind completely lost in his depressing thoughts filled with death, blood and loneliness. Face in his hands, eyes closed, curved back, he who was so proud looking, was now looking like a beaten man. His head hurt so much; it was as if some one squashed it on the pavement with nailed shoes.

The events of the previous nights pinning in his never resting mind. He looked up, his unreal eyes reflecting the light of the moon giving them even more brightness. He felt so confused, how could he keep going, being so cruel, so heartless… being as lonely and lost as he was. He growled, a bitter feeling of frustration gripping at him. All this because of a woman he could not kill. The emerald glimmer of her eyes returned to his tortured mind. Her smile, her scent, the color of her skin, of her hair. The innocence she possessed, the gentleness in her voice. He couldn't stop thinking about her! Everything made him think of her. Leave my head, leave me the hell alone like I've always been! It was no use. No rest for him tonight and another one will die in pain because of his frustration.

"Damn you, you who created me! You and your supposed eternity of blessing and joy! Hope you'll be rotting in hell!" He cursed at the star filled sky.

He heard a dog howl, followed by insults from some people who were saying they wanted to sleep and shouting to the dog to shut up. Li snorted in disgust, human kind was so inferior to him, in strength, mind and intelligence. Then why can't I kill a simple female? His gaze returned to the dirty ground and he sighed deeply. It was hopeless, his life was meaningless. The only thing that kept him alive was his fear of death and nothingness.

A deep feeling of need overtook him, ravaging his soul and chasing all coherent thoughts from his mind. He felt his instinct flare inside his whole being. It was as if he lost control of his body, all his senses were awakened, ready to strike at any moment on any living creature. He had not drank at all since he woke up four hours ago. Now he could feel the craving in all its powerful cruelty and fierce magnificence. A feeling he both hated and loved for the same reason. The way he could satisfiy it… The subtle fragrance of life came to his oversensitive nose. It was sweat, gentle and rough in the same time with a hint of innocence.

The most exquisite smell ever came to his nostrils. He followed the odor silently, like a shadow in the dark, not apparent to the eyes of the mortal .The aroma guided him to a street next to the old park. The street was well lighted but no one was there. Of course, no one gets out at 3 o'clock when everything is dark and no one can come to your help when you are in trouble. He smiled evilly to himself. This would be easy, too easy for him.

At the end of the road he outlined the features of his next victim. It was a girl with long black hair, with milky looking colored skin. If she did not smell so alive, she could have been one of his kind. He could not quite tell her age though. She was wearing a jean and a white coat. Just like hers, that Sakura, his mind noticed.

He approached her like the owl approaches its prey. His whole self ready to strike at any time. She passed before a streetlight and her head rose to look at the sky and its flaxen moon. She sighed deeply, her expressions seeming a little stressed. The young woman looked behind her in a gesture of a deer assuring itself that there was nothing around that was dangerous. Reassured by the fact that nothing was behind her she looked back in front of her and came face to face with Li.

Her expression turned to concerned to frighten. Her mouth opened to take the shape of an O but no sound escaped it. All her muscles seemed to tense, she took a step back ready to flee at any sign of danger. Her eyes explored every detail of the man standing before her. Messy chestnut hair, shaped pale reddish lips, tall with a beautiful face, young and manly in the same time. He was dressed in a pair of black pants and a white shirt underneath, and an opened black trench coat.

He seemed to be very dignified and he stood in a proud, yet respectful manner. He would look like the perfect gentleman if it were not for his eyes. They were of a mix of gold, amber, brown, blue, green and red. It would have been almost normal but there was a certain brightness in those eyes that gave the illusion of a sunset after the brightest day of summer and this light was certainly not coming from the moon and stars. Neither from the streetlight. It was like a flame burned intensely inside them. To top it all, his skin was so pale it was scary.

He approached her slowly like he always did but his mind told him to release his anger on this innocent woman. No! He could not do that, could he? With the thirst tearing him up and his tortured mind, he had trouble keeping himself under control. Finally he gave in, his anger taking the better of him. He smiled at her in a weird yet charming way. She hesitated before smiling in return, not really sure she did the right thing.

"May I help you…?" She asked.

His smile became wider and weirder, just to the limit of looking evil. He started to circle her slowly making the girl feeling very uncomfortable. Than he spoke in a very deep and reassuring voice.

"Yes, you may…"

She shivered from the tone of his voice. It sounded so gentle and caring, not the voice of a criminal. Slowly, all her fears drifting away like darkness into day. The only thing that kept her partly alert was the fact that he was circling her.

"Then what can I do?"

"Can you answer my questions?"

His last sentence was nearly above a whisper and had been pronounced in such a way that she could not when even imagine herself saying no.

"What is it?"

He smiled evilly to himself. It was way too easy. Human kind was so easily influenced, so manageable, it was not a challenge anymore to charm one.

"Tell me then, what is life?"

The question startled her. She did not expect him to ask her that. Behind her, Li had noticed that his question perplexed her and that she was desperately trying to find an answer for him. She was now totally at his mercy.

"You don't know?"

She shook her head, ashamed to voice her inability to answer the question. He slowly walked around her to stand before her. He looked directly into her lilac eyes and smiled his weird smile.

"Then tell me what love is." Whispered Li Syaoran.

Once again she could not answer him. Love was a feeling indescribable and she had never experienced it before, so how could she say this is love and that is not.

"You can't think of something for that either? Then I'm sure you don't know what is hate, am I right?"

She nodded, he was right. She started feeling a little scared. His voice, like is smile, was starting to get stranger with each question.

"I'll tell you what life, love and hate is. I can even tell you its meaning if you want me to…" His voice was now nearly above a whisper "Do you want me to tell you?"

His face was now expressionless. His white skin looking like marble. All on him seemed to be dead, all except for his eyes. Incredulously, she nodded again.

"Life is nothing. Love is a lie and hate is an illusion. Everything is filled with pain and death and you, like all humans,

are destined to die one day or another. Your kind will never last long enough to comprehend what the meaning of life is."

He suddenly disappeared to reappear behind her startling her when he spoke once again.

"I tell you one thing. You won't live long enough to find that out this so I wanted answer to your questions. Do you know why?"

His voice was deep, to deep to be one of a human. She started to tremble and he snorted evilly. If he pushed any further she would certainly start to panic. He smiled at the idea of this fragile creature running and crying hysterically for someone's help.

"You won't find the meaning of your life because I'm going to take it away from you…"

The trembling of the girl's body increased as she felt Li getting closer to her. She wanted to run away from him but she found the task nearly impossible to do, her feet weighed over a thousand pounds. Her entire body was paralyzed with fright.

"Do you know how I will do that? No I'm sure you don't."

Saying that he returned to stand behind the poor frighten girl. Rapidly he shoved her black hair to one side to expose a side of her neck. He could feel her pulse on his hand as he sized her shoulder. This was so good to him, feeling the fear of the prey as the main coarse and drinks the red flow of life in desert.

"I'll do this," whispered Li lowering his head, his white teeth dangerously approaching soft pink neck.

He inhaled her sent deeply, then threw her away from him. The girl was now on the ground, shaking in terror from the death she just escaped without even knowing why. He glared at her, his eyes brighter than usual. He felt lost, overtaken by the events and even more angered because of his actions. On the girl who laid on the dirty pavement was the white coat of that Sakura girl he met last night and who was the cause of his sudden violent frustrations. How did he know? It smelled exactly like her. A sweet mix of cherry blossoms and honey. This girl with violet eyes knew her and now he could not kill her because of that.

With a beastial growl, he disappeared into the darkness of the night, leaving the poor woman alone to regain her senses. Once she did she got on her feet and ran faster than she could manage in the direction of her house.

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Silence, soft darkness and warmth everywhere. Though all this was the best way to fall asleep. Kinomoto Sakura was still wide-awake. Her jade eyes glued to the ceiling, the big yellow cat half on her stomach, half on the bed, sleeping peacefully. She sighed, it was all Tomoyo's fault, her and her spooky stories. Now she will not be able to sleep tonight for sure. She looked at her digital clock on her bedside desk. The red glow of the numbers showed 4:50 a.m. Tomoyo was about to come back home.

She closed her eyes and tried not to think about scary things and relax. Tomorrow, she had to work at the bar very late. She needed to sleep. She secretly hoped that Tomoyo or one of her friends would be there to walk with her to the apartment. If not, she would simply pass the night at the bar. I'm being so stupid, though Sakura! I know pretty well that nothing is going to happen… She shook her head violently. If she were not going to sleep, then she would put this time to use.

Pushing the sand-colored cat off of her, she slid away from her white blankets and griping a pink shirt she went to the kitchen to make herself some tea. As she passed the bathroom door, she heard the sound of the door clacking and the lock slipping to its place.

"Tomoyo?"

"Sakura! Close all the windows, there is a weird man outside," yelled the panicked young woman.

Sakura did not understand the strange behavior of her friend. She, who was so calm at any circumstances, was now panicking over Kami knew what. She approached her dark haired friend and took her hand in hers.

"What happened?" She asked trying to hide her fright from her.

"I saw a man… A weird looking man. I'm sure it's the 'Vampire Killer'and, and he tried to do something on my neck but he threw me away and ran away…" she explained fear in her trembling voice.

"Don't worry. It must have been a very bad joke." Sakura tried to convince her friend and herself.

"But his eyes, his skin. He looked so much like a vampire…"

"Must be an illusion and you're so imaginative."

"But…"

"But I must be right. You know deep down that there is no such as thing as vampires, wear-wolves or witches. Now come with me. We are both going to drink a cup of tea and go to sleep. Ok Tomoyo-chan? Now lets forget about this." Said Sakura with her most gentle and reassuring voice.

"Ok, Sakura-chan." Answered Tomoyo with a weak smile.

Sakura smiled back and kissed her cheek before guiding her friend to the kitchen were she would make her some relaxing tea. Outside, on the sidewalk of the deserted rode, a dark figure walked slowly away from the apartment building. You could have swore that his eyes shown from their own light and those two golden sunset orbs seemed to be the only thing alive on the dark silhouette.

To be continued…

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