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Chapter 3 Leave me alone!

"Did you know ghosts could possess people?"

"Well actually I—"

"Sakura hime!" yelled a flustered Syaoran as he ran towards the jade-eyed princess, "I was so worried I thought you were kidnapped or something!"

"Good morning Syaoran kun!" Sakura greeted with a tender smile that seemed to ease Syaoran's perturbed countenance.

"Hime? Sakura san…is a hime?" Mikina exclaimed knowing she was in the presence of some sort of prominence.

Sakura looked back at Mikina whose face was now a bright crimson (if ghosts had any color at all) "That's right, I didn't tell you did I, Mikina? My older brother is the king of a kingdom called Clow! Isn't that right, Syaoran kun?"

Syaoran said nothing. His face had gone from perturbed to eased and then to just plain bewilderedness again.

"Mikina? Who…who exactly…are you talking to?"

There had been a short pause in which Sakura had taken time to stare at her ghostly acquaintance. She did a little thinking and shook her head.

"N…no one." answered Sakura 'So you can't see her?' she thought as she took another glimpse at the ghost in which Syaoran pronounced as an 'open space'.

It had already been made clear a few days back that only Sakura could see the dead. So there's been no mistake that Sakura had contact with Mikina that morning.

Sakura changed the subject, "Are Fai san and Kurogane awake?"

"Yeah, sure are." He smiled then added, "They're doing their routinely 'arguement of the morning' business."

"Oh…" Sakura managed to chuckle a bit, "And Mokona?"

"You know him. He's a loyal follower of Fai's and wouldn't let him down in his time of need!"

"I guess you're right." She replied, giggling.

The two kept silent for a few moments to admire the view that bewitched them all that fresh crisp morning. Though quite disturbed by a certain trio who don't greet the morning all too peacefully.

"Good morning my cute Kuro puu!" Fai said sweetly stretching out his arms as if to embrace his tall 'companion'.

"Shut the hell up you piece of damn crap!" Kurogane replied irritably as he usually does whenever he comes in to conversation at all with Fai.

"HYUU!"

"What the hell is that HYUU all about?"

"Because I can't whistle."

"OH, I'LL TEACH YOU HOW TO WHISTLE!" Kurogane roared drawing his sword.

"That's so kind of you Kuro tan! But…I think I'll have to pass."

"Damn you…you will die and burn in hell!"

"Kuro chan can be so mean sometimes, but he sure is cute nee Mokona chan?" Fai smiled.

"Mokona thinks Kuro pyon is cute too!" the white rabbit-like thing enthusiastically remarked.

"BOTH of you BURN IN HELL!"

Syaoran and Sakura looked back at the door. It was the same turmoil as always.

"I hope they don't wreck this room like the last time…" Syaoran said calmly.

Sakura nodded blankly.

"So this happens often to you people?" Mikina questioned.

"Yeah." Sakura answered in a light whisper making sure Syaoran didn't hear anything.

The noise stopped as Fai with his innocent smile ran out of the bedroom childishly as if nothing had happened, "We'll be having breakfast now!"

And out of the room next stepped out a frantically panting Kurogane looking as if he had come out of war, "I swear I'm going to make you pay for your damn stupidity!"

"Kuro rin's probably frustrated because he's hungry, so why don't we go out and have some breakfast!"

"Okay."

"And of course, not to forget this whole day at the amusement park! Let's not waste time and get a head start!" Fai said walking out the door with Mokona in his arms.

"Sakura hime, let's go." Syaoran called.

"Sure!" came the reply.

And the two left alongside each other following Fai's lead, as Kurogane drowsily walked behind them.

Mikina, trying to find the right time to bother Sakura, followed as well, "They're a happy bunch. I rather like this Fai person." She smirked slyly.

They walked along the sidewalks and came across a café nearby. The sign wasn't very readable, but the place itself was rather descent. Inside the fragrance of freshly brewed coffee spread throughout the area.

"You guys wait here. I'll just go to the counter and see what they serve around here." Syaoran said leaving the others to sit on a bench near the entrance.

"He's such a nice guy…" Fai said with a calm expression on his face.

Sakura's face lit up, "Yes, Syaoran kun is a very nice guy. Do you think that maybe he's part of my past somewhere?" she leaned back and looked up at the sky, "It'd be great if all of you were too, don't you think?"

"I highly doubt that Kuro tan and I were in your past, but I know for certain Syaoran kun's a part of your life." Fai paused, "More than you'll ever know…"

"That's wonderful! I wonder…what memory will Syaoran kun pop up in!"

No one responded.

Sakura took no notice of Mikina who still hovered over her like the bother she was.

'This is my chance' she thought, 'Embarrassment # 1!'

She stood beside Sakura for a few moments and when she felt the time was right she began to push through with her scheme 'Here goes…'

-FWASHHHHH-

'Great! The possession was a success!' Mikina had just taken over Sakura's body and was ready to commence her evil plot, 'How awkward it feels to be inside a human body again.'

The possessed Sakura (or Mikina-Sakura…let's just call it 'Mikura') leaned forward towards the golden haired wizard, "But you know," Mikura said continuing Sakura's sentence with a sly look, "I'd still prefer you in my past with me…"

She shut her eyes and pressed her pink lips against Fai's pale ones.

"Understand?"

And after that short scene, Mikina left Sakura's body to handle their reactions.

"Wh—What the hell was that?" Kurogane screamed at the moment that had just come to pass.

The sly look that Sakura's face beheld just a moment back returned to its calm, innocent state.

She pressed her fingers against her lips as she recalled, "Did you know ghosts have the ability to possess people?"

Now she remembered. That was a rotten trick that Mikina had just played, but where had she gone?

Mikina was nowhere in sight.

Syaoran had been standing at the counter watching, pretending to read the menu.