Disclaimer: I do not own Tsubasa or its characters.

World: Unknown.

Time: Some point after Acid Tokyo.

Pairing(s): Maybe SyaoranxSyaoran, maybe a little KuroFai, possibly a little SyaoSaku and FaiSaku. A possibility of FaiSyao and KuroSyao.

Rating: T and maybe M at some point. Only because of violence though. Not rape or something like that!

Note: Please review and tell me whether or not this should be continued. Please do not flame. Kindly tell me how I can improve this.

It was raining.

The sky was dark from the rainclouds. So dark that it was impossible to tell whether it was morning, noon, or night.

The wind was fierce. It was practically a hurricane only not as strong. It could still easily knock you off your feet once you stepped outside. Not that anyone would. You'd have to be a madman to go out in that weather.

And that was what Syaoran was. A total madman, because he had made the idiotic choice to go out from the safety of the house he and his companions were currently staying at, just to find her feather. Her precious memory and soul disguised as a beautiful feather with beautiful markings. It wasn't his only reason for going out though. He was confused, and sad. It wasn't fair how his clone was accepted so easily into the group, even though the mage knew, the ninja had his suspicions, and the princess. She had never suspected him or doubted him because there was nothing for her to doubt or suspect.

He knew it was his fault. He wouldn't stop believing that fact no matter what people said to him. It was all his fault. If he had grabbed that hand at that time, if he had been stronger, then maybe he could have...

He stopped, or froze to be more accurate, when he saw a pair of mismatched eyes staring at him from a distance.

"Leave.", he snarled to his clone once he had found his voice. "There is no need for you to be here, so leave."

"As long as there is a feather, I will not leave.", his clone replied dully.

Of course he won't leave. Syaoran thought bitterly.

"Why should I leave and not you?", his clone asked, startling him out of his thoughts.

"Because unlike you, I don't destroy everything that gets in my way!", he spat with as much venom as he could at his twin.

"That's why you're weak.", his clone droned taking a step closer.

Syaoran took a few steps back in turn. "That has nothing to do with it."

His clone didn't respond, just continued advancing towards Syaoran who was backing up three steps for every one of his.

He had planned to kill his other half but the ninja came to interfere as well as the mage.

"Syaoran-kun!", the mage had yelled at him.

He ignored him.

"I won't leave until I have the feather. I must get the feather back no matter what, and I will eliminate any who stand in my way, and I will take anything I need.", the clone said positioning himself into an attack stance, his original doing the same while drawing his own blade.

"I will not let you continue wreaking havoc to the worlds!"

The clone ignored him and instead charged at his original.

It was obvious that his original hadn't been expecting him to attack so quickly, because the clone had him pinned before he could even blink.

The mage and ninja came running towards them, but the clone created a barrier to block them using magic. They banged and yelled against it pleading for him, the clone, not to kill his original.

He ignored them once more and curled his hands around his original's slender neck.

Syaoran began to struggle violently demanding freedom.

"Shut up.", the clone commanded, tightening his grip.

This however, had the opposite effect that the clone had wanted.

Rather than obeying, Syaoran began to struggle even more violently clawing at his clone's arm in attempt to pry him off. His demands became louder and more panicked.

The clone removed one of his hands from Syaoran's neck and instead grabbed a fistful of his originals hair.

He yanked once, hard, earning a small cry from the other boy. His other hand that was still holding onto Syaoran's throat, tightened even more.

Syaoran gasped. He needed to break away from his clone, but the lack of air was making him weaker by the second. The rain didn't help either. It had made him unbearably cold, practically numb.

The clone's grip continued to grow tighter and tighter, until finally Syaoran's struggling ceased, his arms falling to his sides, his vision blurring, and finally falling unconcious.

The clone didn't release Syaoran's throat until he was absolutely sure that the boy had completely blacked out.

A few seconds later, the rain became a small dribble and a white feather with red markings appeared in front of the clone.

He stood and took it, and turned towards the ninja and mage, who were now watching in confusion. They had given up on breaking past the barrier blocking them.

The clone looked at them for a moment then turned back to Syaoran to pick him up bridle style.

"What are you doing?", the mage asked confused and slightly panicked.

The clone turned towards them once more,"I'm kidnapping him you could say. He may be useful in another world such as this."

"What do you mean? How was he useful?", the mage's eyes widened slightly.

"There was only one way to retrieve the feather in this world, and that is to kill or almost kill someone that looks similar to yourself. He was here so I took advantage of him."

The mage didn't reply, he just stood there letting the information sink in and continuously growing more and more shocked. The ninja stood there becoming more enraged by the second.

The clone's right eye glowed for a moment and portal appeared in front of him.

"Chotto Matte!", the mage yelled.

"Oi! Where the hell do you think you're going?", the ninja called out furious.

The clone stopped.

"There is no need for me to stay here. I have the feather, and as I said, I am kidnapping him.", the clone replied coldly and began to enter the portal with a limp Syaoran in his arms.

Once through, the portal closed and both Syaorans vanished, nobody knowing where they will appear next.

The barrier that had prevented the mage and ninja from helping their newest companion, disappeared as well. Not that that did them any good now. So they stood there, staring at the space where they had just lost yet another member of their group.

"What are we going to tell Sakura? Now we have lost both Syaorans. She'll be heartbroken.", the mage wondered out loud.

Nobody replied. The only sound that could be heard was the pitter patter of the cold, sad rain.

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