Here's chapter three! Enjoy

They stopped into a town to pick up a few items and supplies for their trip. While they were looking around, Sakura found herself being pulled towards a stall that was selling supposed antiques and other rarities. The stall holder was holding an auction on a beautiful 'platinum' necklace with a purple jewel pendant hanging from the chain. It had leaves of the same metal encasing it as it hung from the fine chain, glittering in the sunlight.

"Ten thousand for the elvish princess's pendant! Going once, going twice…!" he shouted out to the surrounding audience.

Sakura stepped forward from the crowd and raised the sales pitch.

"Fifteen thousand." Her voice was firm.

He went silent with the rest of the crowd, knowing that no one else would pay the money. "We have a deal, pretty lady." He replied, closing the box that the pendant was in. She handed over the money and took the pendant, leaving the scene quickly after saying her thanks.

She met up with Syaoran at one of the fresh produce stalls; he'd bought a few apples and other pieces of fruit along with carrots and other vegetables.

"All done?" she asked.

"Yes." The ranger replied.

"Let's go then." She said, beginning to head away from the stall.

Syaoran followed her and Alastor, watching as she stuffed the small box into a pocket inside her cloak.

"Buy something?" He asked.

"Just a fake pendant." She replied. She sounded almost pissed off.

The two followed Alastor through the forest, not really feeling the need to hurry anywhere. Instead, they had somehow ended up talking about how long they'd each been travelling for.

"So-how long have you been roaming for…protecting people and gathering information for whatever reason?" Sakura asked as she stepped over a tree root.

"Probably about eight years or so." Syaoran replied while holding a branch out of her way.

"Don't you ever get lonely?" She asked.

"Not really…it's actually kind of nice being able to see the outside world compared to being stuck in a castle ninety per cent of the time with girls and other people gushing over you-but what about you; how long have you been travelling for?" he turned the question around.

"About seven years or so…" she replied softly; images of her burning city and her people dying haunted her to no end.

"Where do you come from…?" he asked curiously.

"A place in the north…it was burned down during the war between the elves and humans…" sadness struck her voice and she couldn't find the strength to speak for a moment, but recovered quickly after feeling Alastor's furry nose rub against her foot.

"…Were there any other survivors?" he asked quietly.

"I don't know-I was rushed out of the house by a close friend and told to get as far away from the place as possible…" she answered.

Syaoran was quiet for a moment; it seemed as if he was disturbed by something. "I see…I'm sorry for your loss…" he murmured.

"So how long have you been travelling with Alastor then?" He asked, changing the topic of conversation.

"Oh, we've been together since we were both little." She answered cheerfully.

"Wow…so…why a wolf?" he wondered.

"He was so adorable I couldn't help myself!" she grinned.

"From hypnotizing and using him as your really obvious, own personal minion?" He snorted.

"No, saving him from abandonment; his mother had been killed by a hunter, so I took him in after begging my parents." She smiled. "And he's cute-just look at that face!" She said.

At the same moment, Alastor turned his head to Syaoran and snarled, bearing his teeth. "Yes…adorable…" he replied sarcastically.

"Guess he doesn't trust you quite yet-and what did you mean by obvious?" She asked, confused.

"The fact that you're travelling with a wolf makes you stand out more." Syaoran answered.

"On the contrary, less people dare to confront me face to face." She answered simply.

Syaoran thought it over for a moment, nodding slowly. "Yeah…I guess so…but it would also make you a bigger threat-or target for some." He said.

Sakura glared at him out the corner of her eyes, becoming sceptical of what he was saying. "What are you getting at?" She asked.

"Nothing-I was just saying." He replied.

"Pfft. Rangers…" she muttered.

They stopped at an inn that was built on the edge of a nearby trail for dinner and also to settle down for the night. Sakura pulled the hood of her cloak up so that people wouldn't be able to see her face properly and kept quiet while they walked in.

"I'll get the keys-you go sit down." Syaoran said.

Without saying a word, Sakura walked over the table furthest away from all of the people; it was against the window in the far left corner. He watched as she sat down and made herself comfortable with Alastor at her feet under the table, keeping them warm.

"That your wife, laddie?" the Irish accented inn-keeper asked. Syaoran turned his attention back to the man who was holding the keys.

"Uhh…yeah." He lied.

"Oh she must be a pretty one if you're hiding her face from everyone." He winked.

"Yeah… Dinner for two please." Syaoran requested as he took the keys from the man.

"Coming right up." The inn-keeper disappeared off into the kitchen while he went and sat with Sakura who was looking out the window.

"Wife, huh?" she looked at him out the corner of her eyes.

"Just a story to use while travelling." He replied. Sakura shrugged it off, not particularly bothered by it-it was actually a pretty good tactic to use while travelling.

Two hot meals were placed in front of them shortly after sitting down; a vegetable soup with basil and rosemary mixed through it for a bit of a different flavour. Both of them were quiet while they ate, and Syaoran was surprised that Alastor didn't have anything from Sakura's bowl.

"What's wrong with Alastor?" he asked.

"He ate something in the forest-the only reason I know that is because if he's hungry he'll start whining." She answered.

"I see." He replied.

They returned to silence, picking up on a conversation between a group of men. "I heard that this place has a ghost that wonders about during the new moon-and that's why there's not much business tonight." One of them began.

"I don't believe in that paranormal crap." One of the other men replied.

"Really? I heard that there have been people going missing from this inn every time there's been a new moon-and some say that they've even seen the ghost!" One of the younger looking men reported.

"They say it's the soul of a woman who was tortured to death and is said to be dressed in white; she drags her victims into the depths of the forest and rips them apart, limb by limb so that they can feel the pain she went through." The man who had spoken first described.

"Don't think I'll be sleepin' tonight." The third said.

Sakura looked at Syaoran who seemed to be rather intrigued by the story, and smiled. "Interesting little story, isn't it?" she murmured.

"Yes…it makes me wonder if there's any truth to it." He answered.

"You and I both know that a rumour always begins somewhere- sometimes it's best not to know the truth behind some things." She replied.

"Indeed…" He murmured, still looking in the direction of the group.

"I'm going to head up to the room-do you have the key?" She asked, standing up.

He handed the bronze key over to her and told her what number room they were in. "I'll stay down here for a little while longer." He said. She nodded and headed off towards the staircase with Alastor following behind her.

Hmm…this could get interesting…

I have to go into hospital tomorrow so I won't be updating for about six to eight days TT-TT I'M SORRYYYYYY!

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the chapter though. Please leave a review :)