This is my first CCS fanfiction. I haven't watched it in a long time, but I did liked it very much, though wished for a different ending for both Eriol and Tomoyo though. I also feel for Toya. I wonder what it is with CLAM and male pairings as well as leaving their stories filled with unanswered mysterious, and seemingly left unfinished. Though I do understand the need for suspense, but all this mystery is just killing me!

So, I decided to solve things on my own, though this fanfiction. HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY!

Pairings (I'm not going to tell you all of them, it'll be fun to leave you guessing):

-Sakura & Syaoran

***PLEASE READ THE QUESTIONS AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER!

Declaimer: I Don't owe Cardcaptor Sakura, they belong to CLAM.

Prolong: The Arrival of The Mysterious Boy

It was a silent night in Tomoeda. Everyone was in their house; Sakura stressing over her unfinished summer assignments, Syaoran worrying about his sudden call back to Hong Kong, and Tomoyo coming up with new designs for Sakura's customs in her drawing books.

Dispute the fact that the Last Judgement had already passed and all the Clow Cards were now gathered- thus ending the adventures, Tomoyo was still hopeful. For reasons she didn't know, Tomoyo felt as though another occasion would present itself in which Sakura would once again be wearing her customs. She didn't know where that feeling came from, but she knew she was right. And Tomoyo's senses had always proven to be right, even when she's wrong, she's right. And of course, this time was no exception, as Tomoyo's senses was proven correct once again with the arrival of a new transfer student from England...

Outside, the wind shifted and a lone figure landed on the top of the Torii, the setting sun behind him. Two more figures arrived after him, one the figure of a female with large butterfly wings on her back, emerging from the Torii, the moon rising behind her. The other was a best with large butterfly wings on its back, who'd leaped onto the Torii, the sun behind it. The figure in the center, a young boy with round glasses holding a large staff that towered over him, smiled.

He watched the figure heading towards him, and he and his guardian leaped down to meet her.

"Welcome back," greeted the woman with a bow. "Master."

The child nodded his head in return, a small smile on his face. "It's nice to be back," greeted the voice of a man and the child looked up to the sky. "It's been a long time since I've come back here... How long has it been? 12 years? ... No, it should be shorter than that, but it sure does feel longer..." He sighed and turned to the side to smile lovingly at the other woman now floating beside him.

"Hello Nadeshiko," he greeted warmly.

Nadeshiko smiled warmly in returned, and greeted, "Hello. So it's finally come to this stage now, has it?"

The boy merely smiled back at her and continued to walk down the shrine steps, his guardians right beside him.

Toya was sitting in the kitchen with Fujitaka when he felt it. That strange feeling of magic. He knew it wasn't Sakura or that Brat, as Sakura was up in her room while the Brat was at his house. Kaho, on the other hand, seemed a possible choice, but Toya felt that this presence did not belong to her either, for it was foreign yet at the same time, strangely familiar to him.

'This feeling...' Thought Toya. Suddenly, an image of a large back sword appeared in his mind and Toya became startled by it that he almost dropped his tea cup.

"Is something wrong, Toya-san?" questioned Fujitaka.

Toya snapped out of his thoughts and replied, "No. Nothing... It's nothing..."

Fujitaka continued to star at him for a moment before going back to his work.

'What is this, ominous feeling...?' Wondered Toya.

Later that night, Toya found himself dreaming of a black haired man who looked much like himself, wearing a black cloak with blue, block-like linings along the edges. The fact that both Toya and this man had the same face was not the only thing that was surprising, but he was also holding the sword that Toya had seen earlier that evening.

Toya would continue to see this dream for two more nights, until he finally grabbed his Other's offered hand and walked through the glass in order to "retrieve" what he had lost.

His Other had held out his hand to Toya and said, in the same voice as Toya's own, "Come. Take my hand and let us go retrieve what you have lost, Toya." Of course, the first night, Toya did not hear this, and woke up before he could say anything back. The second night, he only hear some parts of it, as the words seemed broken to him. Finally, on the third night, Toya heard it all clearly and was able to move and reach out for his Other's hand.

After that night, Toya's dreams changed and he would find himself dressed as his Other and experience different dreams each night, some developing from the last dream while some was a replay of the old dream- though Toya seemed to have forgotten some of them when he woke up.

One of the dreams he clearly remembered, or at lest vividly, was of him and Yukito, either as children or adults. Yukito would also be wearing a dirty creamed colored robe and would sometimes be carrying parchments and other times holding a silver staff of the crescent moon. When Toya first saw that, he had thought, 'A priest.' He didn't know why he'd thought that, but that was what his mind came up with. That, and the fact that they were childhood friends and that Yukito is almost always by Toya's side, and is very important to him; almost as if he could not live without him.

In another dream, Toya found himself as a child no older than ten, sitting beside Koha's futon as she slept in a traditional room made for nobles back in the old eras of the East. Then, in another dream, he grew into a preteen who looked to be late lest fourteen, and watched as Kaho's skin became deadly pale and her breathing labored. For some reason, Toya knew the beautiful, old woman in front of him was going to die soon, and his heart ached. He watched as with sad eyes as she smiled at him, her eyes loving as she reached out for his cheek. He listened as she whispered, "Thank you, for everything. Both of you. Thank you." She looked passed Toya and into the shadows of the room. Then she looked back at Toya. "I wished I had meet you early... if I did, I wonder... how my life would be... I'm coming, my child... Konoha." He remembered her hands going cold and numbed in his and how he'd cried out the name "Kohana" as tears fell of his cheeks.

Aside from himself, Toya also felt the presence of another person in the room, sitting farther back so as to not disturb them. The presence was always so lingering, sometimes there, sometimes not. Toya could never see who the person was, but knew that he was a man dressed in black. For some reason, Toya didn't like this man very much. Aside from the fact that he knew the man was smiling, as he felt that he always is, there was also another feeling in him that made him feel as though he could not trust the man. Almost as though there was something the man had done that Toya didn't like, and it wasn't just the fact that he was smiling while Kaho was passing, but Toya felt as though there was something else. Something he'd forgotten.

Once Toya realized that, the dream changed and Toya found himself as a teen standing in front of a blooming sakura tree, holding hands with a young Tomoya under the blue moon in the dark void. A feeling of warmth and sadness washed over him, and Toya found himself wanting to cry as he continued to stare at the spot under the tree, where he felt as though someone should be standing there. But who? At first, Toya thought it was Sakura, but then, it didn't feel right. But he knew it was someone important to both him and Tomoyo, as it was obvious that the young child no older than twelve, was crying. And if there was one thing he knew about Daidouji Tomoyo, it was that she rarely ever cried, or let her true emotions show, for that matter- at least not openly. But here she was, crying her hearts out... For someone very important to both of them...

Toya opened his mouth to say something, but found that he couldn't and instead, tears flowed and he vowed, "I will never forgive him."

The dream changed again after he uttered those words, and Toya found himself still holding onto Tomoyo's small hand while the black cloaked man walked away from them.

There were other dreams as well, of course, but these were one of the dreams that stood out to Toya the most. The ones that he remembered of most and the ones that he could not seem to forget so easily.

Tomoyo looked up from her sketchbook and stared out into the night, her eyes gazed over. 'This feeling...' She thought in a daze.

"He's here," Tomoyo whispered, as if in a trance. "The wind is shifting. He's finally here..." Then, her eyes returned to normal, and Tomoyo blinked a few times in confusion before shrugging and going back to her sketchbook.

Later that night, Tomoyo dreamt of herself sitting in a dark void, in front of a large, oval mirror. On the other side of the mirror reflected a girl much like herself, except this girl had black hair and was dressed in the feudal-era clothing fit for a princess, which Tomoyo guessed she was, if the eastern type crown on her head was any indications to go by.

The young princess smiled at Tomoyo and placed her hand on the glass mirror. Tomoyo would continue to dream this dream until she finally touched hand with the Princess as she uttered the words, "Let us retrieve what you have lost."

After that, the dream changed, and Tomoyo found herself dressed as the Princess and was standing beside two other figures. One figure stood on the left, it was a woman with short, black hair in ninja clothes. The second was a large man with red eyes, grinning and holding a long katana behind his head. Even though he seemed manic and bloodthirsty, Tomoyo was not afraid of him. On the contrary, his presence was very much welcomed and comforting to her. Though for some reason, the man also reminded Tomoyo a bit of Kero. And Tomoyo had the feeling of being very close to this boy and loves to tease him.

Other times, Tomoyo found herself dreaming of running into either a shadowed man's arms, or a shadowed woman's arms, sometimes both. Other times it was Toya, who could be found with Yukito in almost all of her dreams, or the Samurai Boy. Tomoyo also dreamt of herself meeting with the Emperor and the Empress, but she didn't remember much of that dream, aside from the fact that the Ninja maid and the Samurai Boy were beside her. Also, Toya and Yukito stood off to the side and Toya nodded his head at her in encouragement before Tomoyo started her performance. Of what she wasn't sure, but she remembered being dressed up beautifully and holding a beautiful fan in her hand.

Once, Tomoyo dreamt of Toya and the boy glaring at each other just like how Toya and Syaoran would glare at the other out in the real world. Tomoyo laughed at that when she woke up. As for the ninja, it seems she was very protective of Tomoyo and would often case Tomoyo down and prevent her from leaving the palace grounds. Though Toya sometimes sneaks her out with Yukito and they'd visit the marketplace together. It seemed that both she and Yukito were one of the priests and priestesses of the moon who protects the land, and that is the reason why they were kept at the palace. Tomoyo doesn't know much about Toya though, but guessed he might be a samurai as well, if the word on his hip was anything to go by.

Sometimes Tomoyo had to wonder, did she make all of this up just to satisfy herself? Had she placed herself in Sakura's place in this dream of hers? But that didn't feel right... Tomoyo knows not why, but she knows that it didn't feel right, that kind of thought.

Other times, Tomoyo found herself sitting in a traditional Japanese (or was it Chinese? Maybe Korean?) room in front of the shadowed woman. Even though Tomoyo couldn't see the woman's face, she knew that the woman was very beautiful. Tomoyo had always felt so completely at ease with the woman; warm, comfortable, and loved, whenever she was in her presence.

In another dream, Tomoyo had witness the woman fall to the ground in her own pool of blood right in front of her eyes. Toya was hugging her protectively from behind, holding her back as both had their eyes widen at the sight of the sad smile and worried eyes that the woman sent towards them. Tomoyo remembered screaming once she'd finally gotten to this part, and had called out to the woman, but Tomoyo couldn't hear what she, nor what Toya and the woman, had said, as she'd woken up, screaming just like in the dream. Tomoyo cried for quite sometime that day and was sad, dark and gloomy for most of it. It was a good thing that it was a day off and Tomoyo got to stay home the entire day. She'd opt to staying out in the garden and had asked for some peaches* and plums*, lotus* tea, as well as some peony* flowers, forget-me-nots*, and dahlias* to be arranged on the table for her.

The dream she remembered after that one was of her and Toya kneeling down beside the woman's lifeless form in that cold, dark room while the man stood with his back to them, his face slowing anger as his held his weapon- a large, golden staff with the hint looking much like a cross, except the bottoms was longer and much more pity, like a dagger, whereas the two off to the side looked like two hands clasped together over a person's head. Tomoyo couldn't make out much of the tip though, but knew from it's shadows that it looked like the sun, or at least similar to it- up protectively in front of them. There were others with him too, a blonde haired man in a white cloak, holding a gold staff with a blue crystal floating in the middle. An upside down crescent moon was at the bottom of it and the rest of the staff fanned out like wings. Yukito was also standing there, kneeling down next to Toya, who had his black sword in hand while Yukito had his silver moon staff. Tomoyo also noticed the shadows of a blue staff laying next to her while another silver staff was beside the dead woman. Tomoyo couldn't see all of it in the shadows though, but she knew both staff had the moon on them and that the woman was a moon priestess, the one who'd taught Tomoyo herself. There were also others there, such as the Samurai Boy, the Ninja Maid, Yue, Keroberos, and two others- a girl who used crystals just like Yue, but hers' was pink, and a blue panther much like Keroberos. Both had butterfly wings instead of angel wings. All were glaring at someone. But who, Tomoyo didn't know, yet felt that she knew. She knew that bloodthirsty smile, but whose was it? Tomoyo had woken up sweating to those dreams and had left home with a heavy heart, knowing that in that dream, there was blood and death, many deaths.

The next dream that she remembered clearly was of her and Toya standing in front of a lone sakura tree under the blue moon. Toya held her hand in his as they both stared sorrowfully at it, and Tomoyo heard Toya whispered, "I'll never forgive him." She didn't like that... Tomoyo didn't like that hateful look in Toya's eyes, nor did she like what he had said. She felt her heart break as she looked back at the sakura tree and she remembered thinking, 'Everything is falling apart without you... Please come back to us. To him, soon... We really can't live without you...' There was something else Tomoyo had said at the end of that sentence, but for the life of her, she couldn't remember it. And she knew that it was something important, important enough to lead to the discovery of the woman's identity.

After that, Tomoyo had another heart breaking dream where she stood holding hands with Toya as the black cloaked man walked away from them, deeper into the void that seems, to Tomoyo, like a blood red battlefield. Tomoyo didn't want him to go. She found herself reaching out to his lonely figure, but stopped herself and looked back at the determined face of Toya's instead, and decided to stay. She'll meet with the man once again soon enough, she knew it. And when that time comes, she'll have the courage to stay by his side and, hopefully, ease his aching and lonely heart that also yearns for her...

Tomoyo meet him the day after her first dream had started. Hiiragizawa Eriol, the transfer student from England. The minute he'd come into the room, her body froze as his eyes briefly met hers before turning away again. It seemed that they were the only ones to have noticed it. After that day, Tomoyo felt as though she was constantly being watched by those familiar gray eyes that no doubt belonged to Eriol. Sometimes when she turned around, she would find him smiling back at her, his familiar presence comforting her, making her feel safe, and causing her to smile one of her rare, true smiles back at him.

The first time he met him, Toya knew he didn't like Hiiragizawa Eriol. For reasons he couldn't fathom, Toya just knew that the Kid could not be trusted. That under that familiar, gentlemanly smile lies a manipulative evil, one capable of causing mass destructions. And he didn't like that. It didn't help that his new teacher and ex, Kaho, who'd transferred over to the high school section and was now teaching his class this term, also seemed to know the kid. Apparently she was his tutor back in England and they had lived together for three years because of that job. And although their relationship had ended years ago- three years to be exact, as she had left him in favor of teaching this Kid, apparently- Toya could not help but feel jealous whenever she looked at the Kid with loving eyes met for a lover instead of a teacher and a young student. He had to wonder the nature of their relationship, but from what he could tell, it seemed as though The Kid doesn't know, which he, for some reason, highly doubted, or the Kid just doesn't returned the feeling. Toya was relieved when he reached that conclusion, but now could not help feeling protective of Tomoyo, whom the Kid seemed to show even more interest in, as his face would brighten up considerably whenever he was around Tomoyo and they plotted together. Toya always got the chills whenever that happened and a feeling of dread would follow. And it seemed that he wasn't the only one to have noticed the Kid's interest, Kaho and that Brat noticed it too. And none of them seemed to like it very much, each for their own personal reasons. Though both Toya and Syaoran's were close, if not exactly the same. Yet, despite all these negative feelings, Toyo could not help but somehow feel deeply connected to the strange and mysterious boy who gives even him the creeps sometimes.

And that's the end of the first chapter.

PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!

Symbols and Meanings of the fruits and flowers used:

*Plum blossoms- strong personality, unafraid of difficulties, and it's also the symbol of winter, since it blooms at the end of winter to welcome the New year and say goodbye to the old

*Peach Fruit (Chinese)- long life, association of immortality, divine fruit of gods

*Sakura- represent the fragility and beauty of life (AKA life is short), End of winter (the difficult period), Start of prosperity, beautiful nature, joy, freshness, new generation, & the life cycle in Japan, Feminine beauty and principle in China

*Lotus- Purity & enlightenment

*Peony (Meaning "beautiful" in Chinese)- Happy marriage, good fortune, Bashfulness- legend has it that mischievous nymphs hide in its petals and that's why it's called such, riches, honor, & Prosperity

*Forget-Me-Not- Faithful love, undying hope, Memories, True love, Do not forget

*Dahlia- Dignity, Elegance, Good taste

***Quiz Questions! (I Do this to help you all review better, so please review):

1. What do you think of the dreams? Any special meanings you can find in it? any theories on it? What do you think it means?

2. Find anything significant about the meanings of the flowers and fruits in relation to this story?