The Heart's Hitsuzen

Chapter One: The Tsubasa

By: Eviltiger

Author's note: I do not own Tsubasa, only this story. CLAMP is the rightful owner of those wonderful drawings. This is a SyaoSaku fic. I will try to update it often, but I do have a life, so no getting mad at me. R&R PLEASE! For the sake of Tsubasa! Other pairings are: KuroSôma, FaiTomo, and pretend FaiYui. NOTICE: SINCE BOTH TWINS ARE IN THIS ONE, FAI IS THE ONE THE GROUP WAS TRAVELING WITH IN THE ORIGINAL SERIES, WHILE YUI IS THE OTHER TWIN! This is kind of like the introductory into the story.

LET'S BEGINNNNNNNN!

A ship sailed in the sky, its tattered white sails billowing out proudly. The ship itself was a rich brown, as all ships made of wood usually are. The only thing that set the sky ship from regular water ships was the figurehead at the front. Most figureheads on the ground were in the shape of a beautiful lady. All sky ships had a golden star painted from a kind of shimmering stardust that glowed magnificently in the night.

The ship that was sailing in the sky currently, however, was also different from the regular ships and sky ships in another way. The flag hanging on top wasn't a flag from any world. Instead, it had an ocean blue background, and a white skull with two swords behind it as a center point. It was a sky pirate ship!

When honest sky sailors saw the flag of the sky pirates, they always tensed and searched the flag with their eyes for a symbol added onto the flag that showed which ship would be attacking them. If the flag waving on the sky pirate ship had a snow white feather with an intricate but beautiful purple design beneath the standard sky pirate emblem, all sailors aboard would sigh with relief and thank the gods for giving them mercy. The only ship with that flag was a sky pirate ship called the "Tsubasa".

Everyone on the Tsubasa was an "honorable pirate" as common people called them. They were still sky pirates, but they never killed unnecessarily, never stole more than they needed, and were never cruel. They even helped the world they were making port at if the world was in need of their service. There were some evils on the skies so bad; the Tsubasa was hardly even recognized as a sky pirate vessel. It was the only pirate ship that was welcome almost anywhere.

An amber eyed man with chocolate brown hair walked on the deck of the Tsubasa. He wore a simple white shirt with a frayed collar and sleeves, and had on black slightly ripped pants. His boots were made of leather, and he had a sash of a vibrant red tied around his middle. Tucked onto his belt-like sash was a thin but deadly sword with the name of Hien. The man was blind in his right eye, and was the captain of the Tsubasa. His name was Syaoran.

Syaoran passed his crew members who were doing their usual duties. In all, only six people sailed on the Tsubasa. Every one of them had a physical mark on themselves showing that they weren't a sissy bunch. The Captain's blind eye was a thing of mystery, though. Syaoran knew he had gotten it battling someone, but he couldn't remember anything else. Syaoran nodded to the tan skinned man who did most of the work requiring strength on the ship as he walked by.

The man was probably the strongest out of them all. He had spiky jet black hair, blood red eyes, and a very muscular torso. Wearing something similar to the Captain's outfit, the differences were the fact that he was shirtless, the jungle green instead of fiery red sash around his waist, the dragon sword Ginryû in the sash, and a tarnished small silver earring in the upper part of his ear. He had a scar on his hand from it being pierced through by an aura beam that one of his crewmembers had actually shot at him before they were both in the same boat (literally and figuratively). Never one to back down from a fight, his precision could scare even the most fearless of men. He was originally a ninja assassin, but later decided to roam the skies instead. His name was Kurogane.

Kurogane's wife was following the ninja, who was currently nearly breaking open the trapdoor that led to the lower parts of the ship, with a worried expression on her face. She turned to nod at the Captain quickly and smile before tailing her husband once more.

With straight shimmery night black hair, deep brown eyes with hints of gold speckled in, and light cocoa skin; it was easy to see how anybody could fall for such a lady. She wore a sleeveless mysterious blue kimono touched with hints of blossom pink that went to her mid-thigh, fishnet leggings that began where her kimono ended, and jet black boots. In the sash around her waist were her thrown weapons, as she preferred those over a sword. She too had been a ninja, and preferred that look over the sky pirate one. She was a worrier, but was fierce when she needed to be. The woman never got her clothes dirty when she was fighting, and always looked elegant. Her name was Sôma.

Syaoran chuckled softly as he heard a big crash followed by more crashes and a lot of thumping. Kurogane's shout was heard above the racket.

"YOU DAMN MAGE! TODAY YOU DIE!" There was laughter, more crashes and footsteps, and then out from the bottom of the ship came Sôma trying to calm a stampeding Kurogane who was slicing the air around a man up the steps with Ginryû. The man laughed some more while he said,

"Oh dear, did our Kuro-pon not like my little prank?" As he dodged some more of the attacks that Kurogane was aiming at him, he noticed the Captain and made a salute while exclaiming,

"Good afternoon Captain! It seems I'm in a bit of a pickle! My head's going to be sliced off!"

"DIE, MAAAAAGE!" A battle cry from Kurogane caused the man to laugh even more and start to run even faster as he was chased around the deck. The man was the cook of the ship, and he did his job quite well. With a slim frame and quick movements, he was probably the hardest to catch out of the crew, even with the handicap of having one eye gouged out and a black patch over the hole. He had light blonde locks that tumbled out of his head, a beguiling blue eye, a gentle smile that was always quick to laugh, and creamy pale skin. He had originally been a very powerful magician, but decided to take up the life of a sky pirate since the mortality rate was higher as a pirate than as a magician. He wore a white frayed shirt with no collar and rolled up sleeves, black pants that were also rolled up, and a white apron on top of his clothes. He had no weapon, since he preferred to use only his aura, which everyone could use, and his magic when it came to battle. He did, however always carry a small pocketknife in his left black boot. The magician's name was Fai.

As Fai and Kurogane continued their antics another man appeared from below deck. As Kurogane had Fai cornered and had a deadly glint in his eye the man who had appeared from below deck put himself between Kurogane and Fai. There was a humorous twinkle in his eye, but a face that was pretending to look serious at the moment. He bore an exact resemblance to Fai, with the only changes being that he had both eyes instead of one, and had a jagged scar on his forehead. He wore the exact same outfit as Fai and had a cooking spoon in one hand. He too was a cook on the boat.

"Now see here! No one can play rough with my Fai! No one..." He said suddenly grabbing Fai and holding the male's face up close to his own face, "except me." He finished coming closer to Fai.

"Oh!" Fai whispered softly, not resisting, while a slight blush began dusting his face. Then, before any of the three males could make a move, the man who had been holding Fai's chin was suddenly wacked on the head with a loud THUNK. He immediately crumpled to the ground, holding the top of his head in pain. The man's name was Yui.

"Holy shit Tomoyo! That really hurt! What did you use this time? A cannonball?" He yelped, looking up at his attacker. Fai chuckled a little at the scene. The one who had hit Yui was a lady shorter that the rest of the crew. She had billowing ebony hair that stopped at her mid-thigh, ivory skin, and sparkling violet eyes that could enchant almost anyone. A pale purple dress patterned with tiny red roses went to her ankles and on her arms stopped at her elbows, a pair of black boots accenting the outfit and her slim figure. It was simple style, yet she had a regal air about her, and everything she did was full of elegance.

She had a calm demeanor and was smiling sweetly, but anyone could tell she was pissed. The fact that there was a pan in her hand held above the cowering Yui and her normally smooth and graceful lavender aura was blazing and dancing around her like flames really were pointers to this. (Even during this, the woman was elegant) Her name was Tomoyo. Tomoyo smiled sweetly and replied,

"No, it was a pan. Now, how many times have I told you to stop with those jokes?" Then, turning to Fai she said, "You too Fai, don't you go encouraging that idiot. I don't want a fiancé who can't remain faithful because of his Neanderthal of a twin." An indignant "hey!" was heard from Yui but Tomoyo responded by whacking him on the head with the frying pan again and turned to face him once more.

"Now, I want to make myself clear. Fai is my fiancé and you shall do nothing to take him away from me. You gave your consent two months ago, did you not?" She was smiling sweetly, yet murderous intent was radiating from her head to toes. Yui shivered before smiling weakly and gave a nervous chuckle.

"C-c'mon Tomoyo, you know I'd never do that! W-why, I was just m-messing around!"

As Tomoyo continued to torture Yui, the Captain smiled inwardly. This was nothing new on his ship. Syaoran walked towards the group to join them, as they were now all sitting down on barrels as they traditionally did before hitting the sack. Immediately when Kurogane noticed him coming, everyone turned to face the Captain. A chorus of greetings came from them, and they all smiled as he came to join them. Even Kurogane gave one of his rarer relaxed smirks. Dinner had already been served, the star lanterns that were lit all the time gave off a bright warm glow, and it was time for everyone to relax.

At this time all the crew gathered to tell stories, sing songs, play games with each other, and generally argue. Having the Captain join them was a rare treat, though. Not that Syaoran didn't enjoy being with his crew, he just had a very irregular sleeping pattern, and not even the Captain himself knew when he would awaken. When Syaoran sat on a barrel as well, the fun started.

"Alright, what should we start with? Maybe something different; since the Captain's here!" Fai said, starting it off. A chorus of assent followed after this statement. A flow of suggestions came from five of the people sitting down.

"I say we bring out the rum." This was heard from the only person on the ship who could down 13 barrels (not jugs or bottles, barrels) and still remain sober. Known widely for his alcohol tolerance, Kurogane had never lost in a drinking battle.

"Agreed! Today is the day I will outdrink you!" The ever competitive Yui cried out, having made it his goal to one day beat Kurogane in a battle of liquor holding. Kurogane gave a feral smirk, while replying to the challenge.

"Then let's bring out the rum, although I hope you're not holding yourself to that promise."

"Watch me!" Came the retort, and just like that, the evening fun was underway.

Around an hour and five kegs later, everybody had at least two mugs of beer in them, and the winner of the contest was very apparent. The non-surprising ending was with Kurogane still very sober and drinking, and a certain blue eyed blonde cook was passed out on the deck, his twin using him as a foot rest.

"Tch," Kurogane scoffed, "amateur. Didn't he get any better at holding his liquor?" Fai chuckled while chiding his brother for losing, knowing fully well his remarks fell upon deaf ears. The brothers were extremely close, and no one could make them argue with each other. If they did ever argue, it was on their accord and the dispute would be quickly resolved.

"Hey, Captain?" Sôma asked, her gentle swaying and lack of any worry on her face signifying how drunk she was, began. When Syaoran looked up from his mug, showing he was still somewhat sober, Sôma continued.

"I've noticed… you and Yui are the only people aboard this ship who are single… Do you have anyone special to you?" At this, anybody who wasn't completely wasted (meaning everybody except Yui) looked at the Captain, eager to know the answer. Syaoran looked at his crew for a long time, silence engulfing the ship. Then he looked up at the stars, a sad, almost heartbroken expression on his face. The crew blanched, shocked at the Captain's face. This was look they had never seen worn on their determined and strong Captain.

Syaoran abruptly stood up after a moment, and started slightly staggering to his cabin below deck, the unanswered question hanging in the air, along with the unspoken, yet known answer.

Sooooooo, you like? Hope ya did! Will get more interesting soon enough! Have a good day!