"Case Closed"


"That's enough, Sakura! We've been on this case for six years now. I think it's time to let it go. Your family is dead," the detective said, yanking on the arm of a woman with auburn hair and emerald eyes.

The woman named Sakura shook her head vigorously, pulling her arm back from his tight grip as he tried to drag her out of the room. "No, we can't give up yet! We're just getting closer to finding out where they're hidden. Please, Detective Kai, you can't give up on me now like all the others have," she begged as the tears began to well in her eyes.

"Sakura, we've done all we can. We've tracked down every piece of evidence that could explain their disappearance—"

"Well, what about the unknown fingerprints? You guys still haven't found out who those people were. Maybe they're the ones who set the fire to put up a distraction to kidnap them! I was there that night, Kai, and I'm almost sure that it was all a set up," Sakura said desperately, holding on to the man tightly for support.

"What is the excuse for the death of all those thousands of other people then, Sakura? Were these unknown fingerprints after all those thousands of people who were killed? Those other families we can't seem to find either? They were all killed, Sakura. And, I'm sorry to break it to you, babes, but your parents were also killed too."

Sakura vigorously shook her head and struggled in the man's arms as he dragged her out of the abandoned building that had been burned down eleven years ago. "Please, Kai! You can't give up now. You guys just discovered these unknown fingerprints—"

"No, Sakura. These unknown fingerprints have been discovered for months now. We just thought it would be best for you to not know about them, so you could focus on your last few months of studying," Kai said, releasing her when she did not stop her wallowing.

Sakura stopped, looking up at him with wide eyes. "You guys have known about these fingerprints for months and you didn't bother to tell me?" she asked, unbelieving of this information. They always informed her of anything they found.

"Oh, Sakura, baby, don't look so crushed. I swear that I've been working on the case and trying to date back who's fingerprints they could be. And, I did find one of the person's fingerprints, but it's just not information that is worth telling to—"

"Who's are they? Maybe I can find them," Sakura said immediately.

They had been working on this case since Sakura turned 15. After losing her parents at the age of 11, Sakura had been living her life in a blur, unaware of anything going on around her. Her auntie had taken her in after the incident, which Sakura felt very grateful for. However, it was not the same living with her auntie as it was living with her parents and brother.

The night she lost her parents all seemed like a dream. All Sakura could remember was going to the event for her mom's party before the fire and she blacked out. She could not remember anything else after that.

But, once she turned 15, she had, had a dream one night, showing her that her parents and Touya were still alive. Well, it was more like a boy telling her that her parents were still alive, but she just had to look for them in the right place.

It had felt so real that Sakura was sure that it was real, but she could not remember when or how it happened, but she had woken up out of nowhere. So, she just concluded that it was a dream.

That next day, she had gone down to the police station, demanding that they reopen the case after four years because she knew her parents were still alive.

The men had thought that she was a lunatic or teenager still mourning the death of her parents after four years, but she remained persistent and consistent with the men. Eventually, Detective Kai, head over the department, decided to give in after meeting her.

After she laid out the facts of them still not finding her families DNA, or any kind of evidence showing they were dead, Kai decided to reopen the case for her.

Now, six years later, Kai was still by her side, trying to help her find the answer to the never-ending torment of losing her family.

"You won't find these prints, Sakura," Kai said confidently.

"Just, tell me! You know I'll find a way. I've found a way with everything else we've found so far, so I could with this too—"

"We haven't even really found anything, Sakura!"

"Yes—"

"Your outrageous theory of thinking that the whole fire was set to distract everyone while the infamous Nadeshiko and Fujitaka were kidnapped, along with your brother makes no sense. There are other families that went missing after this too, you know? And, people who knew those families have the sense to know that their family was killed in that fire, along with all those other thousands of people!" Kai snapped.

Sakura froze, feeling the tears pour from her eyes at the cold-hearted attitude of the man. "So…my theory has been stupid, thus far? You've supported me for all of these years for what? For fun? To make me feel better?" she asked, feeling her body begin to tremble with anger.

Kai sighed, moving over to her, but she shriveled back from his touch. "No, don't—"

"Sakura, you know that I've believed you for all these years. It's just…this is getting out of hand and—"

"I don't need your help anymore! I'll figure out where they are on my own and I don't—"

"The fingerprints date back to a man named Nakata Yosuki. This man has been dead for over 200 years now. This is why I said it's not information that could help—"

"200 years?" she asked, feeling her interests being piqued.

Kai sighed again in annoyance this time. "It's nothing we can do about this, Sakura. This man is long dead and gone, so what can we conclude about this? That he's come back from the dead and wanted your family and a few others? That makes no sense."

Sakura looked at the floor for a moment, thinking; thinking really hard about what she could draw about this information. She came up with nothing.

"You see? I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to seem so heartless earlier. You know I care about you immensely. I reopened this case for a reason, but can we give it a rest for a bit? I've been working the hell out of my team for the last six years. Let's give it a rest for now," Kai said gently.

Sakura sighed, finally giving up after six, long years, of nonstop investigating. "Okay..." she said sadly.

"Come here," he said, opening his arms for her.

"On one condition," she said, not moving over into his arms.

"Of course, anything, sweetie."

"If I find anything—I mean, anything to explain this new information you have given me, we reopen the case, okay?" she said.

"Of course. It must be very reasonable and logical before we decide this, though," he said.

She forced a smile on her face, nodding her head, as the tears welled in her eyes. "Deal."

"Now, come here," he said.

She walked into his arms, holding him tightly as the realization that her family could possibly be dead, hit her.

"Damn it!" she cried into his chest, letting out the pain and sorrow she had been holding in for years.


"Anything new from the detectives?" Sakura heard her best friend ask in the room next door. She had just walked in the house after leaving the police station and ran straight to her room.

She thought she had let out all her anger and frustration there with Detective Kai, but apparently she had not.

When Sakura did not respond, her best friend, Tomoyo walked in the room with her. "Oh, honey, what's wrong?" Tomoyo asked, locking eyes with Sakura.

Sakura sniffed, wiping her eyes. "I'm sorry. It's just…I've decided to let it go…I told them they could close the case because they're dead. My parents and brother are dead!" she exclaimed, falling to the floor as she wailed.

Tomoyo was at her side in no time, wrapping her arms around her. "Oh, Sakura, I'm so sorry."

Sakura took a deep breath, trying to get her rapid breathing under control. Once she composed herself, she closed her eyes. "I'm sorry. Moment of weakness over. I'm just trying to come to terms with everything and accept it," she said, wiping her eyes dry of the tears.

"What happened?" Tomoyo asked softly.

Sakura sighed, standing from the floor she had fallen on a few minutes ago. "It's over…this last piece of information they found just proves that the case is dead."

"What did they—"

"I'm sorry, but can we not talk about this tonight? We're supposed to go out and party at that costume party, like I promised we would. When I'm ready to tell you, I'll tell, okay?" she asked, hoping her best friend would understand.

Tomoyo smiled at her, caressing her face. "Of course. Let's get you ready then," she said.

Sakura smiled at her, silently thanking her.

It only took an hour for Sakura to be focused on something completely different from her deceased family, when she exclaimed, "Tomoyo-chan! This is so embarrassing. I can't wear this out in public..."

What Tomoyo had forced her, felt extremely inappropriate for a costume party. She did not even know how Tomoyo managed to make such a flimsy piece of material for her.

Sakura had on a pure, white corset top that was satin, which had crimson red lace designs on top of the corset, outlining her breast—which was also very low cut. It pushed her breast up and together, so a lot of cleavage was revealed to the eye. Down the middle of the corset was a red zipper that also consisted of frilly, lace around it. The bottom of the corset had a crimson, lacy outline and it was also very frilly. The back of the corset had red ribbons tied together down her back in zigzags.

Her best friend even went out of her way to paint Sakura's nails a bright red color, bringing out her fingers as well.

Looking in the mirror, Sakura saw that the skirt was way too short for her liking. It was a white skirt that was ruffled, and it came to her mid-thigh.

She looked like the typical slut at a Halloween party, if anyone asked her what she thought of it.

Tomoyo forced her on some red, sheer stockings that were just a couple of inches under the skirt. The top of the stockings were white and frilly.

Looking down at her feet, Sakura noticed one thing that Tomoyo did right; and that was giving her short-heeled boots that came a few inches past her ankles.

Sakura was known for being such a klutz, so adding difficult shoes would just complicate her life.

"You have to, Sakura-chan! You look so cute in this. Oh! One more thing."

Sakura watched her dig out something in the closet and she handed it to her.

It was a red vampire cape that would tie around her neck.

"Tomoyo-chan..." Sakura looked at her and could almost see stars in her eyes as she watched Sakura, as unrealistic as it sounded.

"I just have to do your hair, which I won't have too much to do, since it's already so cute!"

She pulled Sakura to the mirror excitedly and began to comb her short, auburn hair. She grabbed a few red and white ribbons and braided some of them in her hair on random sections.

"Please tread lightly with the make-up, Missy," Sakura warned her, only half-serious after she finished doing her hair and started with the makeup.

Sakura could not believe that she had let her best friend treat her like a doll whenever she wanted to until this day. Tomoyo could be a little weird at times, but that was one of the reasons that Sakura loved her.

They had been best friend since they were three-years-old.

She had the most beautiful, porcelain-white skin ever with long, wavy, violet hair. She also had purple eyes to compliment her beautiful hair. Tomoyo was the definition of beauty in itself.

Sakura admired her beauty, just as much as Tomoyo obsessed over Sakura's beauty, creating an incredible friendship between the two.

However, Tomoyo had always had a weird obsession with creating Sakura outfits and filming her in them. The habit came about when they were just kids. Tomoyo had taken sewing lessons when she was younger and began to experiment on different clothing with her best friend. Her passion had only grown for sewing over the years as she grew older.

They were now heading towards the official age of adulthood and Tomoyo still had the weird obsession with filming and creating Sakura clothes. Sakura tolerated it though, because she loved her best friend to death.

"You know I love how you naturally look, Sakura. You have nothing to worry about," Tomoyo said sweetly.

Sakura decided to place her trust in her best friend and closed her eyes to let Tomoyo do the magic on her face.

After 15 minutes of her working her 'magic' on Sakura's face, she stepped back and gasped.

Sakura looked at her worriedly. "What's wrong?"

"You look so beautiful!" She grabbed out her tape-recorder and started filming Sakura.

A blush crept upon Sakura's cheeks and she laughed nervously, scratching the back of her head. "Tomoyo-chan..." she said, feeling bashful.

Looking in the mirror, Sakura saw what her best friend was dramatizing.

She did tread lightly with the makeup, but she did put a little blush on her cheeks and very light red eye-shadow on the top lids of her eyes.

She added black eyeliner on the top of Sakura's eye lids, giving her a wing; and on the bottom of her eyes, she had white eyeliner on the water line to bring out her emerald eyes.

The lipstick that she had on her lips was very unusual though, because it was a really dark red. Sakura had never worn dark colors before, because it was not her thing. Her best friend had made her look like a dark, vampire queen.

Sakura turned to take a look at Tomoyo and smiled, seeing the work that she did on herself.

She decided to dress up as a dark angel with wings. She did not tread lightly with her own make up, though.

She had on very dark makeup that matched her outfit. Instead of flats, she had on high heels.

It was normal for young adults her age to dress like this, but it brought an uneasy feeling to Sakura's stomach.

Tomoyo put her camcorder away and grabbed Sakura's hand. "We should get ready to go."

Sakura smiled and nodded her head. "You're right. Is Eriol-kun going to be there tonight?" she asked, even though she already knew the answer to it.

Tomoyo blushed lightly and nodded her head.

Tomoyo had a crush on Eriol for three years now, but she had never really had much courage to say a full sentence to him before.

It was quite adorable seeing her like that, considering the fact that she was not the type of person to shy away from anything.

"Maybe you will have the opportunity to talk to him, then?"

"I-I don't know. My drivers will drive us tonight, just in case we get a little too happy tonight." Tomoyo changed the topic quickly.

Sakura smiled, nodding her head. She did not want to press the idea on Tomoyo too much because she hated to come off as pushy and annoying.

They left her best friend's house and headed to the party.


When they arrived, there were a lot of cars, so they told Tomoyo's drivers to just drop them off on the side and that they could walk the rest of the way.

After they had been walking in silence for a few moments, Tomoyo turned to Sakura. "Do you really think that I will get the opportunity to talk to Hiiragizawa-kun tonight?"

"I know you will and to prove my point, I will help you. If you'd like me to, that is."

"R-really?" Her blush deepened, making Sakura grin at that.

"Of course! I think you guys would be cute together and he's an available guy." Sakura nudged her shoulder, playfully.

"A-arigatou, Sakura!" She hugged Sakura tightly and she returned the hug.

"I can't leave your side tonight, though." Tomoyo looked determined all of a sudden

Sakura gave her a questioning look. "Why not?"

"Because I can't miss any of the opportunities of recording one of your cute moments!"

Sakura scratched the back of her head, laughing nervously for the second time that night. "Oh, Tomoyo..."

They finally made it to the door and walked inside. It was so loud that Sakura could feel the vibrations of the music in the house.

Everyone was dressed very artistically, as she expected. There were even girls who wore provocative clothes—even more than hers was. It was a college party, so what did she expect?

They walked to their friends, who were sitting in a corner, sipping on their drinks as they talked and laughed over the music.

There was Naoko, a girl with brown, short hair that was cut boldly. Her eyes were brown, and she was dressed as a snow fairy.

Chiharu, a girl with brown hair in braided pig-tails. She also had brown eyes, but she was dressed as a devil, instead of a fairy.

Rika was a really small girl with dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. She dressed as an elf goddess.

Eriol, who is Tomoyo's crush, had navy blue hair that was parted down the middle in the front part. He wore large, squared glasses and he had grey eyes. He was dressed as a magician.

Yamazaki, who is Chiharu's boyfriend, had very dark hair and brown eyes, even though he appeared to always have his eyes closed. He was dressed as a knight.

All of their friends were there, so that made Sakura extremely happy and excited about the night.

"Hey guys!" Tomoyo and Sakura greeted them over the music, once they got to where their friends were.

"Hey Sakura, Tomoyo!" They waved at the two.

Sakura and Tomoyo sat down with them.

"Do you lovely ladies want me to get you guys a drink?" Eriol asked them, winking at Tomoyo.

Sakura looked at Tomoyo and saw that she was blushing.

Sakura smiled and nodded her head for the both of them. "Yes, please. We need to loosen up a bit, right, Tomoyo?" She looked at her best friend.

Tomoyo nodded her head, with the blush still evident on her cheeks.

Eriol gave them both a charming smile and nodded. "I'll be right back with them then." And he was gone.

"Come on, Tomoyo! You have to try at least. Besides...did you not see the way he flirted with you?"

"Alright, alright. I promise I will try my best tonight, Sakura." She smiled at Sakura, determinedly and Sakura believed her.

Eriol came back with their cup of drinks after a few minutes.

Sakura wanted to have a good time tonight, so she took a large gulp of the drink and cringed.

She hated the taste of alcohol. If anyone asked her, it was not worth it, but tonight would be an exception since her friends wanted to have a mind-blowing night, as they had put it.

She was never really a drinker and it was very rare when she did, but she had to tonight. Tonight, was going to be the last night they could party like this together for a while. Plus, she needed this more than anything after finding out the news today and the case being closed.

Sakura looked to see that Tomoyo was chugging down her drink too and smiled, knowing exactly why she was.

"To official adults who will be college graduates this weekend?" Yamazaki held up his drink.

"To official adults!" They all shouted in unison before clanking their cups together, then chugging it down.

Three drinks later, Sakura was feeling a little tipsy, but fully aware of everything around her though; and so was Tomoyo, considering how she was freely talking to Eriol now. She should have long gave the girl a drink if it would make her this bold, Sakura noted.

Sakura smiled and stood up from her seat and turned to everyone in the group. "Why are we just sitting here? We should be on the dance floor dancing!" she shouted cheerily as she took another chug of her drink excitedly.

They all cheered her on.

She laughed and grabbed Tomoyo's hand, pulling her up. Everyone followed suit behind them.

They made their way to the dance floor and started swaying their bodies to the music happily.

Sakura looked in Tomoyo's direction to see that Eriol had started dancing with her as she moved her body against his sensually.

A smile formed on Sakura's lips, feeling proud of her friend as she continued dancing with Naoko and Rika to the music.

After a few songs, Sakura told Naoko and Rika that she would be back because she wanted to rest for a bit. However, it was just that her mission had been accomplished for the night. Tomoyo and Eriol hit it off quicker than she thought they would. And, she needed some time alone to come to terms with herself about her family being dead.

After they gave her the okay, she walked back to their seats and sat down, picking up one of the cups of water, taking a large gulp.

She watched the others dancing, with a smile on her face. Tonight was going great. Her friends were there and were all happy, so that in itself made her happy.

She took another sip of water before setting the cup back down. She would have a killer head-ache in the morning if she did not drink as much water as possible tonight.

"Would it be alright if I sat with you?" a smooth, velvety said next to her ear after she drank another bottle of water.

All of the hairs on her body stood on end and goosebumps appeared all over her body at the voice instantly.

She turned towards the voice and a silent gasp escaped her lips when she came face to face with said person's voice.

It was a handsome man with short, chestnut hair and amber eyes. He had the palest skin; even paler than Tomoyo's.

He was leaning down towards her, so their faces were close to each other when she had turned around.

He was dressed as a vampire as well, but at the sight of him, he could be mistaken for the real thing.

A blush stained her cheeks at their close proximity, but she still nodded her head. "S-sure."

She slid over on the couch, to let him slide in beside her.

He sat down beside her and started to look around for a bit.

"A-are you looking for someone?" she stammered nervously. She felt all weird and nervous for some reason around the boy.

"No."

"Oh. Well, my name is Kinomoto Sakura. It's really nice to meet you..?" She held out her hand towards him, smiling.

He looked at her hand for a while. She started to feel awkward, so she put her hand back down after she realized he would not shake it.

That had never happened to her before, so she felt completely out of place. Sakura was normally the sweet and caring person to make everyone feel comfortable during the first meetings. She may be a fire ball when she needed to be, but she still held that sweet and caring attribute about herself when needed. He was making that hard for her, so she wondered if she did something wrong.

"Li Syaoran."

"Are you by any chance from Hong Kong?" she asked politely, smiling in his direction.

He turned to her with those piercing eyes and her smile faltered. It was his eyes that made her feel nervous and scared, she concluded.

She looked down when he did not respond, feeling awkward. The silence between them was killing Sakura, so she decided to try and make conversation again.

"Are you new around here? I haven't seen you out of the four years I've been in college."

She still received no response from him, so she decided on another solution.

"Your costume looks really good. With the way you're looking, you must be a vampire, right?"

No response again.

It was like she was having a conversation with herself, so she decided to leave him alone. It would be terrible to annoy him even though they did not even know each other.

She felt oddly sad that he did not want to interact with her. She was always happy to meet new people and become acquainted with them. She could feel the back of her eyes beginning to burn because he was making it very hard for her to do that with his rude attitude.

"Would you like to dance?"

That question caught her off guard. He did not give her any answers to any of her questions, yet he wanted to dance with her.

If dancing was his cup of tea for becoming acquainted with others, that was fine by her. Besides, what harm would come out of one dance? She loved to dance even though she was not the best dancer out there. Plus, it would get her mind off her problems.

She smiled at him shyly and nodded her head, feeling extremely happy that she managed to make him interact with her. "I would love to, Li-san."

His body froze, making her wonder if she said something wrong. Did he not want her to use his name at all? Did she come off as too needy?

Her questions were answered when he grabbed her hand gently and pulled her up from her seat towards him.

She could feel her face growing hot as she looked down shyly at their hands joined together.

He pulled them to the dance floor, away from the view of the people sitting down in the party.

When they reached the dance floor, he immediately pulled her body against his. It was like their bodies were perfect for each other.

Her cheeks were tainted with an ugly blush when her body began to move against his with the beat of the music on its own.

His eyes locked with hers as their bodies grinded against each other's slowly. It was like she had no control over her own body because he had her trapped with his piercing eyes. She was fully aware of this, but she could not bring herself to look away from them.

He wrapped his hands around her waist and let them slide down to her bum over the flimsy skirt, and gave it a bold, firm squeeze.

Sakura started to boldly grind against him more to the erotic song that was playing as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She could not tell if it was him or the alcohol that made her feel so bold. She had never done anything like this with a stranger, but she enjoyed it.

She was not even aware of the song that was being played anymore, but her mind told her that their bodies were doing the correct thing.

His hands roamed down her body slowly, making her bite her lip to hold back the moan that wanted to escape her mouth. She did not understand the burning ache her skin felt at his hands, but it was a nice sensation, causing her to feel frightened by it.

"Don't hold back," he whispered in her ear huskily.

Her cheeks warmed, feeling his hot breath against her ear.

They had been dancing for a while and the entire time, Syaoran's hand could not stop themselves. He did not know why he could not stop his hands from touching her—he had never done this before. He normally just killed off his prey in a heartbeat after he got them alone, but he could not do that with this girl.

He had smelt her blood all over the room and could not resist the urge any longer when he got closer to her.

There was something special about her blood. It smelt so…

Pure and innocent.

He had never smelt anything so delicious before. He had to have her tonight. The urge to touch her was just as strong as her blood, invading his senses.

He could understand why they wanted her and her family now...

But, why would they choose to send him to convince the girl when they knew how sensitive he was to her? After all, he had been the one to keep an eye on her for all these years as she aged to the age they desired.

Syaoran slid his hand under the frilly skirt. She pulled back after feeling his cold, firm hands on her skin. He wondered how she had found some of her strength and control.

After all, his expertise was controlling his prey and their actions.

"Sakura," he whispered her name in a husky voice to get her attention.

She glanced up at him, blushing and surprised that she heard it over the loud music.

She had not given him permission to call her by her first name, but he knew she would like the way it rolled off his tongue. It was one of his abilities.

His eyes, voice, and touch could control anyone he wanted to.

When her eyes met his, she was trapped in a trance again. He could tell by the shade of her eyes.

"Keep your eyes on me," he softly commanded her.

He knew that she would not be able to tell him no, so she nodded absently with her eyes on him.

They began to move their bodies to the music again, but he pressed something hard against her lower body purposely, letting her feel the affect that she is having on him.

He knew she did not care though, because her body never seized with its movement against him. He had some type of spell over her that could never be broken unless he decided to break it.

He could not even believe that he had asked her to dance with him to begin with. He had not known what else to say to her, even though she had asked him several questions. This was something new for him.

Normally, the only thing he would have to do was give them one look and they would all come to him willingly. It was a little different this time, though.

He leaned down and sniffed her neck, brushing the tip of his nose against the outline of it. She smelt so damn good.

He heard Sakura whimper when his hand squeezed her butt again under the frilly skirt hard, surely leaving a mark. He smirked against her neck, knowing he had her right where he wanted her.

Her body had grown even bolder as she grinded even more against his erection that was poking her between them, making Syaoran groan.

He caught a glimpse of her flushed face before her hands moved around his neck and pulled him closer to her.

Syaoran ran his tongue up the side of her neck and a breathy gasp fell from her lips.

He inwardly groaned, loving the way her skin felt against his tongue, even though he had not even plunged his teeth into her flesh yet.

He licked her again, except the entire length of her neck, savoring the taste of her skin. She tasted just like she looked. Sweet and pure. He could not even get enough of her skin, alone.

He felt her tremble against him and held onto him tighter as his hands slowly snaked around her waist and held her to his body tightly. "Let's go someplace else, yeah?" he whispered in her ear huskily.

The blood rushed to her cheeks again, for the umpteenth time that night.

Syaoran knew that she would not tell him no. The closer he was to her, the more it thrilled him than it should have. He had never felt this powerful, knowing that he had complete control over a human's life like he had over hers.

She looked up at him shyly, making him see the hesitation in her eyes when she had.

His gaze turned into a heated one, seeing that shy glance. He knew that he was looking at her like she was something to eat. She was, though. She made him hungry, looking at her.

What really should have been the mission is to kill her, because she was a danger to all vampires. She was the type of girl to make a vampire expose himself to the world. It was hard to have control over his self around her and her scent was almost addicting.

"Okay."

Was that her voice sounding so weak and desperate? She wondered if he knew the affect that he was having on her.

He pulled her off the dance floor quickly and headed towards the stairs in the house.

The moment their eyes left each other's, she felt reality come crashing down on her even though his touch still had one of her feet in another world.

"Li-kun, where are we going?" she asked him, almost in a whisper as she tried to pull back from him. She was sure that he did not hear her though, because she asked so quietly, and the music was blasting.

She was not even the type of girl to go into some room with a guy she did not know. She wondered if it was the alcohol that she drank earlier, but realized that she was completely sober now, feeling slightly tipsy. She was aware of everything, so she could not tell if she was just feeling this way because of him.

Syaoran's ear twitched at her question, but he never responded. He just squeezed her hand a little tighter, pulling her with him.

He pulled her into one of the rooms and closed the door behind him.

She heard a clicking sound and automatically knew that he had locked the door, so she would not be able to escape.

"Sakura..." he whispered her name so seductively and started leading her back towards the bed, with his body pressed fully against hers.

It was like he could not keep his hands off of her, so she could never stop the sounds that emitted from her lips.

"Sakura..." he whispered her name again.

She blushed furiously before feeling the back of her legs hit against the bed.

His hands slid up her body, from her hips to the back of her neck slowly, until his fingers slid into her hair, causing her body to shutter at the soft caresses. He grabbed her locks tightly and pulled her head back slightly, exposing her neck to him.

He licked his lips seductively as his eyes remained glued to her neck. He knew that physical contact alone would not keep her mesmerized, but he could not keep looking at those innocent, emerald eyes. They were so pure that it was hard to imagine killing her or doing anything to cause her harm.

For a minute, it looked like he would bite into her neck with his fangs, but he just attached his mouth to her neck and started to leave open mouthed kisses on every inch of it.

Sakura believed that the fangs were fake, but she could not help but feel like they were real because of the way they looked. She reasoned that they were the glue on fangs that most people put on instead of the annoying, plastic ones.

Feeling his lips all over her neck was causing her body to burn with desire. His lips felt so hot against her skin, even though they were cold and rough. It was an indescribable sensation.

Syaoran pulled her head back a little further, except to the side this time so he could have better access to her neck, since the stupid cape was in his way. He began to suck on her neck gently at first, but his lips tightened around the skin quickly, sucking hard because he could not take it any longer.

He was about to plunge his teeth in her skin, but he heard that sound again. The sound she made that drove him crazy, so he immediately pushed her back on the bed roughly. He was sure to keep his body connected to hers.

He hovered over her body as he ripped the cape off her neck without untying the ribbon, so it tore.

Sakura blushed furiously, and his lips automatically came back to her neck and started to suck the newly exposed skin furiously. It almost hurt, but the blissful sensation overtook the pain immediately for Sakura to even notice, so she could not complain.

His teeth scraped against her neck lightly and she moaned at the pain and sensation that the 'fake' fangs caused.

He began to lick at the place his teeth scraped, then he started to suck on the area furiously again.

Her eyes closed tightly as she gasped at the burning sensation his lips were causing to her body. It felt so good that she could not even explain why. Her body had felt like it was on fire; her insides quivering at the touches he granted her body.

When he started to suck harder, her hands automatically went to his shoulder to push him off of her, out of her natural human instincts because it began to hurt.

He grabbed her hands with one hand and pinned them above her head, so she would stop trying to push his hard, cold body off her, as his lips sucked a little more gently this time.

He used his other hand to snake up her body and rested on the top of her chest, close to the swell of her breast. She blushed and squirmed under him weakly.

"Li-kun, I'm a virgin..." she blurted out before he could go any further than that.

She was oblivious to where she had found the control to speak, but she was glad that she did.

Syaoran moved back from her neck and looked at her.

Sakura gasped at the sight before her. He had blood on the corner of his mouth.

When he noticed her staring, he licked it off seductively, while staring in her eyes.

Her entire face heated up more and she tried looking away but failed miserably.

"You are quite pure, but I can smell your arousal." He dropped his hand between her thighs, making her jump.

Her body was stuck and yielding to his, without her permission, wanting more, even though she wanted so desperately to push him away.

"Sitting by yourself in this delicious outfit you have on, was very, very dangerous. You should've known someone would approach you."

His hand slid higher up her thigh and she shuddered visibly.

A smirk formed on his lips, seeing the reaction that he was getting out of her. He loved it too much. He could not get enough of the innocent creature under him.

"P-please, don't hurt me," was all she could manage to say with the blush staining her cheeks still.

"I would never hurt the one I'm destined to live with forever, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to have a little bit of fun with you."

His hand squeezed her thigh and her body automatically jumped, as a short yelp escaped her mouth.

Syaoran let out a deep chuckle at that and then licked the spot on her neck where the blood was still pouring.

He let out a moan with his eyes shut tightly. "You taste so sweet and pure."

She blushed and tried to figure out if he was just trying to be in the role of his costume or what. That was the only thing that made sense to her in the situation.

"Li-kun—"

He sucked on her neck again hard and she let out another involuntary moan.

"You sound so sexy..." He licked up her neck slowly, to her ear.

He sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth and his tongue flicked against it.

The sensation was almost overwhelming that all she could do was let out breathy moans.

His hand slid underneath her skirt slowly as his tongue licked up the edge of her ear, to the top of it.

"I want to hear you," he whispered in her ear.

She could not comprehend anything he had said because she was too focused on the throbbing ache between her legs.

"Li-kun, please! I-I don't want to do this."

Syaoran's hand stopped moving up as he heard this. He never wanted to be classified as a rapist because that was just something he never stood for.

Kill innocent people, sure. But rape them? That was almost unforgivable and heartless, even though he did not have one that could beat.

"Have you ever been kissed before?" he asked, trying to shift the mood to something else.

It was so loud in the damned house and if they did hear Sakura's screaming, the people would just assume that it was from other things that could take place. That was how humans were. They were just as heartless as animals sometimes.

Sakura looked down where his hand was and moved her hand down to where his was, under her skirt. She pushed it away weakly, and he allowed her to for once.

He did not even know why he was letting her take control of the situation. No human had ever taken control over anything he was involved in, so he grew frustrated with her and grabbed her wrist and pinned them down again.

"Answer the question," he commanded angrily.

Tears began to form in her eyes because she did not understand why he was angry with her all of a sudden.

She nodded her head once.

He let out a frustrated growl. He felt irritated that someone had tainted those soft-looking pink lips already and it was not him. How had he missed this over the years he'd been watching after her?

"How?"

Sakura looked confused, not knowing what to say to him.

He used his other hand that was not holding her wrists down and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him.

She instantly fell under his spell again and forgot what he had even asked.

"How have you been kissed?" he repeated himself, already knowing that she forgot so soon.

"J-just light pecks…" she trailed off.

He let out a sigh when he heard faint footsteps coming up the stairs even though the music was loud. He would have to save this for another time before the person came in.

Syaoran leaned down and sucked on her neck one last time and pulled away from her, hesitantly. He needed to get out of there before he killed her. His hunger was even greater now that he had a taste of her blood, so he needed to find something to eat.

"Kinomoto Sakura…" he said, looking in her eyes, mesmerized by the innocence in them.

She nodded her head absent-minded.

Not able to resist the urge, he kissed her forehead before he slipped off the bed to get far away from her. He reached into his pocket, knowing this was the perfect opportunity to get the plan in motion.

Never mind the extra actions taken tonight, but he still had to start the mission. She was 21 now, which meant one thing...

Syaoran pulled out a piece of paper and lay it on the dresser by the window. "Your family..."

Sakura visibly froze on the bed.

"I know you've been lost for years about this and looking for them," he said.

At the mention of her parents, Sakura looked at him with a fire of passion in her eyes, spell broken. "How do you know about my family? You don't know what you're talking about. And, I do have family!" she exclaimed, standing from the bed, glaring at him.

Why was this man trying to torture her? She had just accepted the news today that her family is dead, so why was he throwing it in her face now?

Who is he?

Syaoran smirked, seeing that he had her undivided attention now. He shrugged as if he had nothing to do with them. "I mean, your parents and brother," he corrected himself.

"I don't have any parents, or a brother," she told him, ignoring the pain in her chest at the loss of them. "Not...anymore," she whispered.

"Nadeshiko, Fujitaka...and Touya," he whispered the last name.

The frown and sadness written on her face was replaced with a horrified expression at the familiar names, and tears welled in her eyes at hearing them. "H-how do you know about my family?" she whispered, dropping her head.

"I know your family," he corrected her.

"No! You knew my family! My family is dead! They've been dead for years now—"

"They're not dead," he said, pulling out something from his back pocket.

He held up a picture to her, and sure enough, it was a picture of the people she had grew very fond of by photos.

There was her mother with long, wavy, grey hair and emerald eyes that resembled her own. Her dad, who looked like he only aged a bit, but not much, and then her brother. The only photos she had ever seen of him were when he was a young boy, but in this photo, he looked older than he was now. What the hell was going on?

"Th-this can't be them. They're dead, and..." she trailed off, closing her eyes. "No, they're dead. I-I need to go."

She made a move to leave the room, but he was at her side, grabbing her arm as the tears began to stream down her cheeks.

This had to be wrong. There was no way that her family could still be alive. They had been dead for over a decade now, so they still had to be. There was no way that the dead could come to life, right? And even if they were still alive all this time, why would they have not come back for her?

Sakura had heard too many good things about her family and abandoning her was never one of the things that floated around in the Daidouji's house, whom she lived with for these years. She had just accepted that they were dead, so they were dead. That was end of the case.

The man was lying to her, trying to get a reaction out of her. He was just a perverted man trying to get her to play out his fantasies and she would not allow him to do that.

"Let me go—"

"I can help you—"

"No, I've already dropped the case! It's dead and over with. I've already told the police that—"

"I know who this Nakata is," Syaoran said, holding on to her arm tighter when she tried to yank her arm back from him.

Her heart was beating so fast right now as she felt herself sinking back into that spell he had over her earlier. She refused to give in this time, though.

"W-who is Nakata?"

"He has your parents and your brother. He has all the answers you've been looking for," he said, somehow closer to her ear.

Her breath caught in her throat, unable to speak. She was lost and confused now. "I-I—"

"Take this photo. My information is on the back of it, so…if you're ever interested in finding out the truth…use the information on the back to get in contact with me." He forced the photo in her hand, so she grabbed it, holding on to it tightly.

"L-let me go," she said, keeping her eyes from him.

He released her arm. "Think about it, Kinomoto," he said.

She looked at him, surprised that he was referring to her by her last name now.

"I've done—"

"You haven't done everything you can if you don't take this offer," Syaoran interrupted. "Think about it…" He walked over to the window in the room, getting ready to jump out of it. "And, keep quiet about it."

As soon as he disappeared, the door opened to the room Sakura was in.

"There you are! Did you get sleepy or something? Are you okay? You could have told me, and we could have went home. I've been worried sick about you!" Tomoyo hugged Sakura immediately.

Sakura stood there, confused about what had happened. She should have informed Tomoyo about everything, but for some reason, she could not bring herself to do it.

"I…" she trailed off, not knowing what to tell her. "All of that dancing had me really tired, so I figured lying down would help a little," she said, instead of giving the masked vampire away.

A gasp escaped Tomoyo's mouth and she had a hand over her mouth as her eyes rested somewhere on the floor.

Sakura began to panic, looking around for what could cause a reaction out of her best friend. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Your cape is all broken! How did you do that, Sakura?"

"Oh! I…it became extremely hot and it was stuck on my neck while I was trying to pull it off."

"That explains the weird marks all over your neck. You're even bleeding!" Tomoyo touched her neck, wiping some of the blood off.

"You're so careless, Sakura-chan. What are you going to do without me? We need to get you home and all cleaned up. Come on."

Tomoyo grabbed Sakura's arm gently, opening the door. "What's the paper in your hand?"

Sakura swallowed, stuffing the photo in her pocket in the dress. "N-nothing. Just something I found in the room."

Tomoyo sighed, shaking her head. "How long have you been lying down? You can barely stand on your own."

Sakura did not even notice that she had been holding on to something to keep herself up. "I-I lost track of time. Sorry to cause you so much trouble."

"Honey, I live to protect you. My drivers should still be outside, come on."

They walked out of the room, with Tomoyo's arm wrapped around Sakura's waist and Sakura's arm wrapped loosely around her neck.

Sakura could not understand why she felt so weak. Had he really drank her blood like he was some kind of animal?

Sakura pushed the thought to the back of her head, deciding that there was nothing she could do about it since he was gone.

She felt inside of her pocket for the photo, mind drifting back to his claim that her parents and brother were alive.

Were they really alive?


A/N: Soo, I finally got around to finish editing, changing, and adding things to the story so the adventures can finally begin! :D. Thoughts? Questions? Concerns?

Just drop a review, while I go and finish editing the chapters for my other stories :P

Ja ne!