This is chapter three, and like chapter two, is not betaed yet, but I don't want to keep the few people that read this story waiting. One note about this though, this chapter takes place in Sakura of Tsubasa Chronicle's point of view. Enjoy.
Yukito-san had loaned me a pajama top of his so I wouldn't be sleeping in my clothes, so I quickly changed into that and crawled into bed, only feeling slightly guilty. Like usual the boys had relinquished the bed to me, and I couldn't talk them out of it.
As I pulled the covers up to my chin and got comfortable, there was a knock on the door, followed by a soft query. "Sakura-hime?"
"Come in," I called sitting up in bed as the door opened to reveal Syaoran-kun in the doorway with Mokona on his shoulder.
He gave me a small smile and said, "Mokona decided to sleep with you tonight."
"Okay!" I said, smiling widely while patting the bed next to me. Mokona jumped off of Syaoran-kun's shoulder and walked over to me and sat in my lap.
"Goodnight, Syaoran-kun!" Mokona and I said together. Syaoran-kun closed the door and I lay back in bed, this time with Mokona's warm body cuddling with me.
"Goodnight, Sakura-chan," Mokona said, snuggling closer to me.
I ran my hand down one of its ears and said quietly, stifling a yawn, "Goodnight, Mokona."
I was asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, and it wasn't long before I started to dream.
I was running through streets, chasing something. I wasn't sure what, but I knew it was imperative that I catch it. Behind me I could hear heavy breathing, there was someone running with me, and the presence was very familiar to me.
I glanced back over my shoulder and saw that Syaoran-kun and the orange thing we'd met earlier were following me.
"Look out!" it said.
The next thing I knew I was being lifted up in the air and slung away.
"Sakura!" I heard Syaoran-kun call, and it made my heart hurt, hearing the pain in his voice.
I stood up and dusted off my knees and turned around. By instinct I grabbed a necklace from around my neck. I was able to look at it in shock for only a few moments before I spoke. My mouth was moving almost of it's own violation and said:
"The key that hides the powers of the stars,
Reveal your true form before me!
I, Sakura, command you under our contract.
Release!"
The necklace changed into a staff and grasping it tightly I turned to face my opponent.
At first the wind was blowing and obscured the man's face, but when he whipped his cloak aside, I gasped.
"Otou-sama?"
The look on the face of my father, Clow Reed, would have been comical if not for the fact that I was scared out of my mind, and clearly out of my element.
"Musume? What are you doing here?" He looked around the city and saw Kero-chan and Syaoran-kun looking for me and then he looked back to me frowning. "I called the cardcaptor. Only the cardcaptor should be here right now."
I was confused. Otou-sama was admitting that he knew of the existence of Sakura-chan and her magic. But in this world and in the kingdom of Clow he was supposed to be dead.
Clow walked to me and reaching out his hand, stroked the side of my face. "Sakura, you need to go back to sleep now. My business is not with you, I'm afraid, but with the other one who carries your name and your face."
I looked up at him, my eyes searching his for something, I wasn't sure what I needed to see from him.
"Go back to sleep," he said, and leaning over he gave me a kiss on the forehead. "Aishiteru."
I woke up in a start, sweating as if I'd been running a marathon – which I had been, in the dream. Instinctively I reached up around my neck and I found an unfamiliar necklace.
My hand still on the necklace I got out of bed and looked in the mirror above Yukito's dresser and examined it. It wasn't the same as the one in my dream, but it invoked a similar feeling of security from me. I felt like I could do anything if only I had this necklace with me.
Mokona woke up and came over to me, and hopped on the dresser next to me.
"Sakura-chan? What's wrong?" it said, running its arm across my hand.
"I'm not sure," I said. "But it'll wait until the morning. Let's get some sleep."
I picked Mokona up and headed back to the bed and crawled in between the sheets and settled myself into a comfortable position to try and go back to sleep. I was almost positive that I wouldn't get any sleep since my wind was whirring with questions about what was going on, but I was out again when my head touched the pillow, one hand clutching the necklace.
