Evanescence
The
sun slowly rose the next morning. Spike and Sakura lie asleep together
in bed.
The door slowly opened. Cherry crept into the room. She looked at the
sleeping
pair. “Perfect.” the cupid-chan thought. Then, Cherry pulled out
her
pink and white whistle and blew it hard. Spike awoke yelling. He looked
to see
Cherry grinning.
“Ohayoo,
my lord!” the cupid-chan exclaimed. Spike looked pissed. “Cherry!” he
snapped.
“What the hell are you doing besides giving me a heart attack?!?”
Cherry just
smiled. “Giving you a wake-up call!” she chirped. *Sweat drop on
Spike’s head*
In
a few minutes, Sakura herself awoke. Spike and Cherry turned to her.
The left
side of Spike’s shirt on her had slid down, showing her breast. The
cowboy was
blushing. Oh sweet Kami….
Sakura
was looking at Spike funny. “Spike?” she asked. “Is something wrong?”
“Uh… no….
nothing!” the cowboy said quickly. Then he quickly grabbed the shirt,
pulled it
back over her shoulder, and buttoned it back up. “Oh,” Sakura said.
“Why did
you say anything?”
“Get
up everybody!” Cherry exclaimed. She blew her whistle again. Spike
wanted to
reach out maim Cherry.
“I
knew he couldn’t kill her.” Zen said softly. “His prophecy is partly
fulfilled.” “What?” Vita mumbled in her sleep. “Nothing love,” he
answered.
“Just rest now.” Vita slept on.
“You
sure you want to be dropped off here?” Spike asked Sakura in Swordfish.
The
cowboy battled Cherry throughout the morning. It’s okay for some to be
perky
morning people. But for them to harass night people in the morning to
get up?
That should be a crime!
“Yes,”
Sakura answered. “My shift begins at noon today. So I’ll have time to
get a cup
of green tea or something.” “All right.” the cowboy said as he landed
Swordfish.
“Have
a good day!” Sakura called as she watched Swordfish fly off after she
got out.
Once Spike flew off, the tenshi-chi walked under the tent shades.
The
café was busy this morning. People were having breakfast and
reading at the
tables. Sakura was about to buy herself a cup of tea when she heard
something
like a wooden cane hit the ground. The tenshi-chi looked and found an
old man.
He was dressed in a dark green cloak and hood. He had dropped his cane
to get
Sakura’s attention.
“Yes
san?” the tenshi-chi asked. “Are you Tenshi Sakura?” the old man asked.
The
tenshi-chi nodded. The stranger smiled. “I have something for you.” he
replied.
Then the old man reached in his cloak and pulled out a light pink
scroll tied with
a thin crimson ribbon. Sakura slowly took it. She knew what it was.
But, how
did he know her?
“Arigato
san…” Sakura said when she looked up. But the messenger was gone. Where
did he
go? The tenshi-chi shrugged and walked to the counter for her green tea.
At
late afternoon, Spike received a phone call from the hospital that
would really
test his feelings for Sakura.
“Moshi-Moshi.”
the cowboy answered the communicator phone. “Shoji. What? What do you
mean
Sakura never showed up to work today?!?” “Yes,” Shoji said on the other
line.
“I grew worried when she didn’t show up.” Spike silently worried.
“Thanks for
telling me.” he said lowly. Then the cowboy hung up the phone in a cold
manner.
“My
lord.” a voice spoke up. Spike turned quickly. Cherry stood in the
doorway. She
looked lost in despair. “Something wrong, isn’t it?” she asked. Spike
didn’t
know how to answer. But he had to. Well, here goes!
Spike
knelt down to Cherry and replied firmly: “Yes, Sakura is missing.”
Cherry grew
pale. She began to tremble.
“I
knew this would happen!” the cowboy thought. “Look!” he spoke up.
“I will
bring her back alive, okay?” Cherry eyed him hard. “Promise?” she
asked. Spike
forced himself to smile. “Promise!” he answered. The cupid-chan felt a
little
better.
“Cherry,
I need you to stay here.” Spike instructed her solemnly. “If anyone
asks, tell
them the truth. Got me?” “Yes my lord!” Cherry said as she bowed.
“Good.” the
cowboy said. Then he rushed off to Swordfish.
Spike
knew the first place to look. He flew straight to that street
café where he
dropped Sakura off at this morning. They were just closing up when the
cowboy
rushed to the counter.
“Uh….
Can I help you sir?” the cashier girl asked bewildered. “Have you seen
a woman
with short pink hair and two big angel wings on her back?” Spike asked
her
sharply. The girl pondered hard on this question as if she would win
1,000,000
wolongs if she got the answer correct.
Then
she said: “Yes, I have. She ordered a hot cup of green tea and paid for
it.
When I sent one of the busboys to serve her her tea, he returned saying
she was
gone.” Spike had his first clue. “Does he know anything else?” the
cowboy
asked. “No san.” the cashier answered. “That’s all he knew.” Spike hung
his
head and sighed. The lead went cold.
Spike
boarded Swordfish again. Sakura would never leave a meal or drink
without reason.
That wasn’t like her at all. Unless… Sakura was kidnapped!
An
uneasy feeling came over Spike on thought. Sakura kidnapped? Oh Kami
no! But
why? Why would someone do such a thing? Why?