"Syao-ran. Oh, Syao-ran. . . HEY! SYAORAN!" Syaoran yelped and nearly fell out of a tree. He quickly grabbed and swung himself back onto the branch.

"Why am I in a TREE?"

"I brought you here," said the voice of his alarm clock, showing himself to Syaoran. Syaoran gasped when he saw the fairy land on his knee. He was dressed in a brown suit with green accents, a white shirt, and brown boots. He was as tall as Syaoran's head, with hair a shade darker than Syaoran's own hair color, brown eyes, and brown moth wings.

"Wait, how do you know my name? And what's your name?" asked Syaoran.

"Well, some guy I met yesterday told me all about you though he only told me your first name. He told me not to worry about your last name since you'd be the only person on Rainbow Island whose name is Syaoran. And my name is Tsubasa Dubois, nice to meet you," the fairy smiled at him, offering his hand.

"Tsubasa . . . Dubois?" Syaoran looked at him quizzically.

"Yeah, what's wrong with that? Oh, right. he said you might wonder about that. Basically, Rainbow Isle is like a mix of French and Japanese."

"Oh, OK. So . . . who was that guy who told you about me? What was his name? What did he look like?"

"Oh, his name is Materu. He had black hair and blue eyes, and looked to be around 20 years old. Don't tell me you've never heard of him before."

"I might have, not too sure. Have never heard that name before though."

Tsubasa sighed, "OK, he's a protector. You know, not really an angel, but not a nymph either. Now do you know who I'm talking about?"

"Yeah, I know who you're talking about. Sorry about the confusion, never knew their names."

"Oh, that's OK, glad we got that cleared up," the fairy smiled at him.

Syaoran smiled back, then, "Oh, yeah, did he tell you where some friends of mine are? We got separated."

"No, he only told me about you. Don't worry, Rainbow Isle is fairly small, if they're here you'll meet up with them pretty soon. Now you wait right here, I'll go find you some breakfast, alright?"

"OK, sounds fine to me," replied Syaoran. As soon as those words left his mouth, Tsubasa had gone. Syaoran sighed, then chuckled. Materu, huh? Is that your real name, or is it just the name you use here . . . Matthew? I forgot to ask what else you told him about me. Will you lead me to my friends? And what kind of a name is Tsubasa Dubois? Yeah, you told him to say it was a mix of French and Japanese, but did you really expect me to believe that? This is a completely different world, I can tell it's not Earth because of that yellow grass over there. Wait, YELLOW GRASS! Syaoran jumped down from the branch he was on and went to investigate the strange phenomenon. On one side of the tree was green grass, while on the other was yellow grass. The grass seemed to be exactly the same except for color. Then he remembered, Rainbow Isle! Duh, of course! Matthew transported us to Rainbow Isle! He said it was similar to Oz in a lot of ways. I didn't think that the color of the grass was one of them! And if I'm on Rainbow Isle then that must mean . . . groans oh no! I'm a gnome! Ugh! He calls me Syao Syao*, go figure! sighs So what am I wearing? Syaoran looked at his clothes, as best as he could. As far as he could tell, he was pretty much wearing the same thing as Tsubasa, except with a green cloak that matched the color of the green grass and was fastened with a brown bird button, and a yellow-green vest. His eyes widened in wonder when he noticed the sword. It was the exact same one he had been examining in the prop room.

*Syao is the Japanese translation of Xiao, the Chinese word for little/small. You can imagine how it irritates Syaoran when Matthew's nickname for him means "Little Little". ;P