A/N: Sorry for my slow updates… my inspiration went on a walk about. EEP!! I'm an infinitely bad person I know… please don't kill me. I've been working on another fanfic that should be up in the… near (distant) future. I hope all you people haven't given up on me! By the way… I edited my previous chapter… I was rereading it and was horrified at the amount of errors I made. I also apologise for the crappiness of this chapter.

Chapter 3:

The night wind teased her hair, she gazed up at the star filled sky, asking for an answer to her endless list of questions, the stars just blinked innocently back at her. She sighed. She shook her head vigorously, trying to shake out the two reoccurring words hat seem to be on short-circuit in her head. 'Syaoran, werewolf, Syaoran, werewolf…'

Soft padding of feet was heard, "What's wrong Sakura-chan?" a gentle voice asked.

"It's nothing Tomoyo. I'm fine."

"You're thinking about Syaoran aren't you?"

Sakura blushed "Hoe? Syaoran? Why would I think about Syaoran? I was just… just looking at the moon! Yes… the moon!"

"Uh-huh." Tomoyo lifted her eyebrow at her best friend. Sakura glanced at the sky.

"Hoe? It's new moon?"

Tomoyo smiled at her friend's cuteness. "So you were thinking about Syaoran."

Sakura rubbed the back of her neck with embarrassment. "Tomoyo-chan… do you think Syaoran could be a werewolf?"

"Huh? What makes you that Sakura-chan?"

"It's just… don't you think Syaoran seems wolfish to you? Ever since I became his friend I thought he reminded me of a wolf." Sakura stated hesitantly. Tomoyo thought back to Syaoran's many habits and behaviours and found that Sakura was indeed correct. Syaoran did remind her of a wolf. Her eyes widened, if Syaoran was a werewolf…

"Sakura, do suspect Syaoran to be the werewolf that killed the vampires tonight?" Tomoyo asked her face grim with the thought. The more she thought about it the more likely it seemed. Syaoran often disappeared on them when they went out at night. They would always find dead vampires the next morning or in the middle of the night. Sakura lowered her head in contemplation.

"Yes… I do actually…" Sakura muttered softly. "Tomoyo-chan, if he is a werewolf, what should we do? If we avoid him, he'll know something's wrong. If we act like we did before, it'll just be awkward..."

"Yes, yet we have no evidence Sakura-chan, that he is the werewolf. So calm down, we can only wait until we the correct evidence." Tomoyo interrupted, wondering whether she was trying to convince herself or Sakura.

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"Syaoran! Well done with your latest mission. It was well done indeed." A deep baritone voice boomed.

"Thank you father."

"We have a new target for you; we even have pictures. I hear from a 'reliable' source that she is one of the "Masters" in the vampire world, surprisingly young and extraordinarily beautiful. Be careful around her and don't underestimate her, don't fall under her charms either. "

"Yes father."

"Good Syaoran, here is the folder with the pictures and information in it, have a good nights sleep."

"Good night father."

Syaoran turned around and walked out of the large forbidding doors of the hall. He trudged wearily down the hallway to his room. Tossing the folder of pictures and information aside for later reference, he dropped into his bed. He rubbed a hand over his face. He wasn't sure what to feel about his 'missions', since he was born, he was trained to hate vampires with a passion. Yet… when he fight them, they don't give much resistance, it's like they don't want to fight him, nor do they hate him. They only really start fighting when they see that he's irreconcilable. He punched his pillow in frustration. He doesn't want to kill anyone that doesn't seem to have done anything wrong, his conscience wouldn't let him! He took a deep breath and thought back to his cruel training,

"Who caused you that pain?"

"Vampires"

"Vampires caused me pain, vampires caused me pain…" like a mantra the phrase went around in his head. His eyes turned colder and harder, he reached for the folder containing the information of his newest target. He opened the folder and froze in disbelief; smiling emerald eyes twinkled at him, mocking him.

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"Ne, Eriol-san," Sakura called "have you seen Syaoran-kun today?"

"Sorry Sakura-chan," Eriol replied "haven't seen the guy all day, I don't think he even came to school."

Sakura frowned, she didn't particularly want to see Syaoran today, knowing how awkward she would be around him, but Syaoran never misses class. She can't help but be slightly worried. She spread out her mind as far as she could, hoping that she would touch on Syaoran's mind wave. Her face creased with concentration, "He can't be out of Tokyo." She muttered to herself. She felt a presence near her; she quickly retracted her mind and spun around. "Syaoran-kun?"

"Sakura…" Syaoran stepped out into the light, his bangs covering his eyes.

"Syaoran? What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" Sakura's eyes were wide with worry.

"No, I'm fine… but is there something about yourself that I should know about?"

Sakura tilted her head with confusion. "What do you mean Syaoran-kun?"

"Like the fact that you are a v… never mind. You should get to class. I have business I have to take care of. Bye." With that, he ran off with inhuman speed. Sakura's heart stopped beating for a moment, he was about to say vampire, he knows, and with the speed he ran off at, she is now certain he's a werewolf. She stood frozen, staring at the spot Syaoran was standing at before, what can she do? What is there for her to do? Without conscious thought, she unfurled her jet black wings and flew high up into the sky.