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Please, Don't Forget
Chapter One: Forgetting
Prologue
Syaoran ran, with all his might, towards the roof, his feet pounding on the stairs as he took three at a time.
"Sakura hold on!" He said to himself. His heart was racing, his blood pounding in his ears. Sakura was in trouble. How could he have been so stupid to let her go alone?
The fifteen-year-old cursed. "Stupid!"
Suddenly, there was a scream heard from above him.
"No! Sakura!" Tomoyo cried, she and Eriol were rushing the stairs behind Syaoran. "Sakura!"
"Come to my aid!" Syaoran shouted, tossing a talisman into the air and hitting it with his sword. "Wind!"
A gust of wind burst from the talisman and blew open the door at the top of the stairs.
Syaoran rushed through it, his breath had left him long ago, he was going on pure will.
Eriol and Tomoyo joined him on the roof of the Tokyo tower, the three teenagers searching desperately for the missing Card Mistress.
"Sakura!" Eriol shouted. "Where are you?"
"Sakura!" Tomoyo cried, tears streaking down her cheeks.
Syaoran gasped as his eyes caught something small lying on the ground not too far away.
He ran towards it and sunk to his knees beside her. "Sakura…oh my God Sakura!"
She was unconscious, a trickle of blood escaping her lips and a dark bruise on her left cheek and arms. Otherwise she was okay.
From the bruises on her arms, Syaoran could see the handprints. She'd struggled against someone.
"Sakura wake up." Syaoran said, demanded. His chocolate gaze never left her face, pleading to see her emerald eyes just once more. "Sakura!"
"Is she okay?" Tomoyo whispered, she and Eriol kneeling around Sakura.
Syaoran groaned. "She's unconscious…but I don't know."
"I can't wake her." Eriol said. He'd had his hand over her forehead, mumbling spell after spell to get her to wake. Nothing happened.
"Sakura please…" Tomoyo whispered, gripping her friend's hand. "Wake up."
Sakura had, only a few hours ago, sensed something wrong in downtown Tamoeda. She was with Syaoran at the time, helping him with a homework assignment, when she'd felt it. She tried to get Syaoran to come with her, but he said it was nothing for he couldn't sense the dark aura that she could.
He'd let her go, angry at her for leaving him in such a rush.
Then Tomoyo had called, saying that Sakura had called her in a panic.
Then they'd set off to find the Card Mistress, not even bothering to get her guardians, Kero and Yue.
So there they were, on top of theTokyo tower, a cold wind rushing over them, trying to wake the auburn-haired girl.
"Sakura wake up!" Syaoran breathed.
Tomoyo had let go of Sakura's hand and was now crying into Eriol's shoulder, Clow Reed's reincarnation's arms wrapped around her comfortingly.
"Why won't she wake up?" Tomoyo cried. "Who did this to her?"
"I don't…know." Syaoran said softly. "If only I'd gone with her."
"Don't say that Syaoran." Eriol said sternly. "It isn't your fault."
"But still I-" Syaoran said. He cut himself off when Sakura groaned.
"Sakura!" Eriol gasped. "Are you okay?" The girl's eyes fluttered open, brilliant green staring up at the three.
"W-What happened? Tomoyo? Who…who are these p-people?"
Syaoran's heart sank. "Sakura, it's me, Syaoran. Don't you remember?"
She sat up, wincing at the slight pain. "Who? I don't…I don't know you."
One Year Later…
Syaoran frowned, standing straight from his crouching position in the garden.
It was five a.m. his usual training time.
But he couldn't train, not today, not that morning.
"One year." He whispered, running a shaking had through his unruly chocolate hair.
It had been one year, one long horrible year, since the accident.
Sakura had forgotten everything. Everything about being a Cardcaptor. Everything about the Clow Cards. Everything about her magical powers and guardians. Everything about her adventures.
Everything…about him.
After Sakura had finally calmed down on the roof that night, Eriol had forced Syaoran to leave. Sakura had to have some time with Tomoyo.
But that didn't help.
The next day, when Syaoran had gone to see and talk to Tomoyo, she'd told Syaoran that the girl, the girl he was madly in love with, didn't remember a thing.
Flashback
"She…Sakura doesn't remember, Syaoran." Tomoyo said softly, her gray eyes settled on her feet. The two were sitting on the steps of her mansion, the morning sun beating coolly down on them. "I tried to tell her, I really did. But she didn't remember. Syaoran…the only thing she remember is…before the Clow Cards were unleashed. That's when her memory cuts off. It's like someone had hit erase or something."
"But who?" Syaoran asked, his almond eyes angry, his fights clenched tightly together, shaking. "Who would want to do that to her?"
"I don't…know." Tomoyo said, her voice barely a whisper. Tears streaked down the girl's cheeks.
Syaoran didn't comfort her.
What would he do without Sakura? She'd changed him from a cold, distant boy to someone with actual feelings and emotions.
But now she was gone…she didn't even remember him.
"I'll find out who." Syaoran said bitterly. "And I'll kill them."
End Flashback
"I will, for you, Sakura." Syaoran sighed, sliding open the door to his home and stepping inside.
The smell of breakfast greeted the boy as he neared the kitchen. Meilin was up early today.
He stepped into the kitchen, and there she was, busily cooking up a breakfast for him and her.
"Morning Meilin." Syaoran smiled, walking up behind his cousin. "What are you making?"
"Nothing much, just some eggs." Meilin sighed, showing him a pan of scorched food. "It's not working out well."
Syaoran looked, disgusted, at the food. "Oh…well that's nice of you Meilin." He was so not in the mood for another of Meilin's attempted meals.
"Well I'm going to go now." Syaoran said.
"To school?"
"Uh yeah." School…
"But it's so early." Meilin frowned. "Wait…Syaoran, no. You are not going to see her!"
"Sakura's still asleep by now." Syaoran shrugged. "I'll just check up on her."
Meilin rolled her eyes. Normally she'd be jealous, but even the cold-hearted Meilin Rae had to admit she missed having the lovable Sakura around. "Fine. But if Touya catches you, don't come running to me."
Syaoran smirked, grabbing an apple from the table and rushing from the room.
Syaoran had been going to see Sakura almost every morning since the accident. She was always asleep until the last moment, so he wouldn't get caught by her.
But Touya? That was another story.
After Sakura's memory had been wiped, Touya had gotten even more protective of his little sister. Even though Touya was in college now, he still lived at home; just to watch over Sakura.
Syaoran swears that Touya slept with one eyes open or something, since he'd caught the Li boy sneaking around a few times.
Syaoran sighed as the cool morning air hit him as he walked along the streets of Tamoeda. Now that he was in high school, and the times had changed since Touya was in school, he no longer had to wear a uniform.
So today Syaoran had chosen to wear a black t-shirt that cut off a bit around the shoulders, exposing his nicely cut arms. He wore baggy light blue jeans that fit his form well.
Around his neck, as always, Syaoran wore his sword pendant.
Be touched his fingers to the pendant and whispered a few words under his breath. Instantly a bright glow encircled his pendant, when it had finally disappeared there was a long, sharp sword in his hands.
Swishing it around elegantly, Syaoran smiled. He had been training, hard, since the accident. Not a day went by that he didn't train to improve his powers.
Now, instead of just being very skilled in fighting, moving around very quickly, etc. Syaoran could also, when concentrated, hover off the ground for a few minuets. And his wind and fire attacks were much stronger than before.
He walked along the side of the Kinomoto household. Sakura's father's car wasn't in the driveway; a good sign.
But Touya's car was.
A bad sign.
"I'll make it quick." Syaoran sighed, slipping along the shadows, moving underneath Sakura's bedroom window.
Another reason Syaoran stopped by Sakura's house every morning, other than his love for her still burning inside him, he wanted to make sure she was safe.
What if the person, or thing, that hurt her came back to finish her off?
If only we knew who did this to her… Closing his eyes, Syaoran pressed his palms together, seemingly in prayer, and concentrated.
His feet slipped off the ground and he hovered up until he was in front of Sakura's window.
She was peacefully asleep in her bed, her shoulder-length auburn hair floated around her like a cloud.
Syaoran smiled. She was so beautiful. Her face curved into cute features, her hair framing it perfectly. Her eyes were the deepest green Syaoran had ever seen, and he often found himself falling into them. Her lips were, Syaoran knew from experience, soft and warm. Just as loving as she was.
He sometimes wondered if she remembered, even a tiny bit, what it was like to kiss him.
Syaoran's watch beeped, bringing his out of his deep concentration.
With a startled cry, Syaoran fell from the air and landed, hard, on the ground.
"Ow…" He groaned, lying on his back in the bush below Sakura's window. "Not…smooth Syaoran. Not smooth." He smirked to himself and got up from the bush, rubbing the pieces of dirt and leaves off him.
There must be no evidence that he was there.
Taking one last look at Sakura's window, Syaoran turned and walked down the driveway, his hands shoved into his pockets.
"Please…don't forget." He whispered over his shoulder.
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