A/N Internet down… No life force left… I see my father telling me he is not my father and cutting my hand off… Typing not fun with one hand… Slugs are homeless snails right… Can I call them bum snails? ...cough cough… dieing… of no connection…

…Fine, I have been wondering. Do any of you like figuring out mysteries or do you rather just see where it goes? I will keep throwing you little crunchers to keep those wanting to figure it (yes it has to be in italics if only 'cause I say so) out but I just was wondering. My Mum says it is too hard to try to solve mysteries but I love mysteries best because I can try to think of what could be happening as it is happening.

Warnings… Kurgs has gotten more crayons and there is a nightmare in which I have Fai break down ever so slightly... It is a bad sort of chapter. There is not much more than that people.

Talking to my wonderful reviewers! (I somehow forgot last time)

Thanks to Arkiel and wolf1380 for calling it interesting and sorry I did not do this last chapter. It slipped past my required list due to blissful happiness of internet loving me again. I wished upon my fortune cookie that you two would like these past two chapters.

At sathreal ~ I will be honest and say that making this "kuroxfai" has never crossed my mind. Now that I think of it, though, it could be fun adding it if enough people want it. It would fit quite nicely into the story. However it goes, it would just be an undertone (there is enough romance on this site without me provided a bursting balloon too). If the decision is not to have them together at the end, I will personally write you a fluffy Kurgy and Fai story. Fair?

Hitting James Birdsong ~ PFFTT… You do not even know how much I laughed at you comment. Thanks for saying "It could be called good." Hopefully I will not disappoint.

To DarkInsanity13 ~ Well, here it is! Hurrah! Optimistic side says you will enjoy because I am 121.9% cooler than the normal populace.

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The one last gift will be one of horror and mystery.

If you were being used, could you tell that were?

If you could, what would you do?

Would you try to live?

Or would you die?

I could feel myself running, I could not see movement in the completely black room, but I knew I was moving all the same. Soon, I noticed a cloud of breath in the cold room. It was just a faint cloud of mist but it became bigger and bigger until a new white shape started to appear from the darkness. It was so blurry but I desperately tried to see what it was. My face? It could not be me.

But who else could it be?

The specter faded into the darkness just as quickly as he came. I tried to move in the direction he went.

"Have you forgotten everything, Fai?" My dream suddenly switched to one of my first memories. My worried father's… No, I could not call him that anymore… Ashura's worried face was in front of me and a white wall behind him. He asked again, "How much do you remember?"

I could only tell I responded by the memory that I did although I did not remember what I said exactly.

"You should rest now. We can talk more later."

The white room faded as the memory ended. It was replaced with emptiness. Up, down, white, black, light, dark… I just could not tell. It was nothing. It was everything. It was raining. The water trickled from the direction of my feet. I could hear it dripping onto something far around. Soon it was pouring, causing sheets around me. It was perfectly smooth water. It was almost like a mirror.

As soon as that thought crossed my mind, the water transformed into mirrors. The world seemed to create itself once more. Sadly, this new world had gravity. Due to that little fact, I fell on my head. When I sat back up, I saw the ring of mirrors around me had acquired new residents. In all of them, there was a figure with a mop of blond hair slightly covering dark blue eyes that had become watery due to lack of soul. Their light skin all but glowed in the weird light in this part of the dream. They all reflected me but they did not reflect me as I was. They all started to whisper.

They did so slowly. I could hear them, but it was just a buzzing hum. Soon, they began increase in speed and volume as they went until they were too loud for my ears to handle. I could feel it as it reverberated inside of me. I tried curling into a ball, to cover my ears and close my eyes to keep it all away. Stop. Stop! I don't want to hear you anymore. "Stop!"

At the sound of my voice, the mirrors turned back to water and disappeared with their inhabitants. I huddled there, whimpering. When I finally opened my eyes, I saw there was still one mirror left right in front of me. This reflection seemed not to want to hurt me. On the contrary, he gave me a smile and stretched out his hand. I could not help but try to reach out for it. As soon as my hand touched the surface of the mirror, it shattered.

Blood splattered.

Organs that seemed not to realize they should be dead squirmed in front of me. The fingers twitched. The eyes still had a smile to them and I saw the two parts of the mouth try to talk to me.

I looked in horror at the broken body in front of me. "No no no no no no no no…" just kept repeating in my head. My breath came out in harsh jabs. I tried to pick up the pieces and only succeeded in cutting my fingers as the part were just glass. Was there nothing I could do to help?

"Kill"

I looked around with desperation for this new person that entered my dream. I shouted as loud as I could, "Kill? Kill who?"

Before I could hear if there was any answer, cold warmth covered my ears. I could hear the sound of my familiar voice in my head except that he was much stronger than I had ever heard him before. "Don't listen. Don't do it. You don't have to do it. This never really happened."

All I could do to answer was let out a chocked gasp (not that I would know what to say anyway). However, that one sound was all he needed to be able to continue.

"It is just a little more. You will be done soon."

At that, my dream changed once more. This time I stood in between two rows of flowering trees. Little white petals showered down like snow. It looked beautiful against the soft white clouds that cover most of the pale blue sky. I could not ever remember having been here but yet I could not help feel very sad at the sight. There was nothing else around so I turned around. There there was a bench where a man was sitting.

Like in the mirrors, this man looked similar to me but was not me. This 'me' had longer, brighter hair, a smile with not a single hint of sadness, and golden eyes. He seemed to be talking into a small phone that had no wires. I figured this was the "little more" of the dream I had left and as such, I felt no qualms about listening in.

"Tomo-chan! You haven't called in awhile. What is the special occasion?" He stayed quiet for a moment, listening to the person on the phone. The stranger let out a very happy sounding laugh. "Yep! I remember that. His face was glorious as he was being dragged off. Yet, no matter how much he was teased and troubled, he somehow managed to help me and my brother." He fell silent again. His face became increasingly unhappy until he asked, "Who is going next, Tomo-chan? The call, reminiscing… Don't lie to me. Who is going to go next? … What?… No… Tomo-chan… It will be alright. We both knew it would happen eventually."

I was not sure if this pause was the man listening to the other or just him being lost in thought. Suddenly he jumped up. With a true looking smile, he said to the phone, "It will be fine. Don't worry about anything, Tomo-chan. This really is a good thing. We may be able to get rid of this threat once and for all." He laughed again. "Did you expect anything but optimism from me, Tomo-chan? … Yep… Yep, talk to you later… Definitely."

The man snapped shut the little machine with stretched and smiled up at the sky. I could not understand what had really happened but I had the feeling that the man should look a little more unsettled than he did now. Yet, I could not see even a shimmer of misery in his expression. I watched him leave. When nothing happened for a few minutes afterwards, I started to wonder if I was supposed to have followed him. There was no use in worry now though. I just had to wait and see. That must have been the right decision because it was just a little longer before the familiar presence of the voice in my head came back.

"Am I done?" I inquired.

"You are done."

"What was the point of that? I did not understand anything."

"That does not matter. The main thing is to know it happened. You will understand soon enough. I promise you. But now I need to leave."

"Who are you?" I had to ask.

He sighed. "Fai…"

"Yes?"

"I can not tell you. That was my price. Just trust. Trust in your friends. Trust in me… For me." And he was gone.

I was alone. No word hurt as much as that one did.

Alone…

All alone.

What friends?

I woke with a jolt. I dimly wondered if I had a dream but I was unsure. I did not dwell on it long because a sound drifted across the room.

"You up?" I looked over at Kurgy. He was the only one awake. Mokana had managed to worm her way into his jacket and had fallen asleep and Syaoran-kun had dozed off as well, snuggled with his slumbering princess. That was about the point when I realized we were not in the train anymore.

"Mhmm," I responded. "Where are we?" looking around the small room. It was fairly empty, with only a small bed Syaoran-kun and Sakura-chan were in.

"Don't know. Stupid train put us all to sleep and next thing I know, we are here. Where ever here is." He stared at me for a second before saying, "You feel better."

I could not tell if that was a statement of a question. I answered it to be safe. "Aw, Kurgy, were you worried about me?"

"Don't make things up, Mage." He growled. "I just don't want to have to deal with you being sick. You would be even more annoying than you are now."

"Does Kurgy think I am annoying?" I asked with a fake pout.

"Very! Stop calling me those weird names and maybe you can become tolerable."

I giggled at Kuro-angry. He was funny when he was mad. My happiness was relatively short lived however. I looked back at Syaoran-kun. I remembered what he had said back in the train. He seemed so peaceful now it was hard to believe he was going through so much. "He has it rough. Doesn't he, Kurgs?" I whispered about the sleeping figure in front of me.

"Yeah but he is tough. He will be fine. I am more worried on what he said."

I could not help but be curious. Kurgy did seem to have a way of seeing things that no one else could. "What are you worried about?"

"A lot. But the main thing is, Fai, have you lost you memories too?"

"Hyuu!* How did you know? One of the first things I can remember is my father waking me. I can not remember anything before that."

"Amnesia seems to be as common as a problem here as being dragged around by crazy people."

"If you look at who you are talking about, you can also notice that everyone is a wizard and is traveling and looking for the same thing, Kuro-thinky."

"Yeah. That certainly is a big coincidence."

"There are no coincidences, only fate."

"You are sounding like the damn Witch."

"Maybe you are right, Kuro-chi," I murmured. I could hear that Kurgs started to complain about his new nickname but I suddenly felt like moving and getting out of this room. Firstly, Syaoran-kun needed to get up. I jumped up and moved to him. I started to poke his cheek to see if he would get up but I did not even have to do that before his eyes shot open. He grabbed onto my hand and stared into my eyes for the briefest of time. Even in that short amount of time, I could see the intensity of his gaze. I could understand why Kuro-tan said Syaoran-kun would be alright.

"Oh, Fai-san." He dropped my hand. A panicked look came across his face. "Sakura-chan!" He tightened his hold on the girl in his arms. He inspected her until he was sure she was okay before he let out a deep breath.

'Aw, that is adorable,' I could not help think.

"You're up!"

Everyone in the room jumped as two people came through the only door in the room. The man was carrying some blankets but I was not as interested in that as the tea that the woman was holding. I was parched. It made me wonder how long I had been out.

"Don't be so scared of us. We saved you from waking up in the middle of the street. Lady Yuuko-chan can be so inconsiderate sometimes," he said putting down the blankets next to the bed.

"You know Yuuko-san?"

"Yep. I am Arisugawa Sorata and this is my lovely wife, Honey. We run the end of the line of her little business for Lady Yuuko-chan."

Honey seemed to ignore her husband introduction and bowed to us. "I am Arashi. Here," she said as she passed us all a little steaming cup.

"Now, Honey and I are fine with letting you stay here as long as you need to but while you are here, there is a rule." He looked directly at Kurgs. "No flirting with, Honey."

"Why are you looking at me?" yelled Kurgy.

"Seriously. Flirt with, Honey, and I will kill you." His eyes suddenly widened as Mokana appeared. She stretched out of her nest within Kuro-mi's cloak to see what the commotion was about. "Did you get this from Lady Yuuko-chan?"

"Yeah. Mokana at your serves!" she chimed, jumping to Sorata and climbing up to his shoulder.

"You are awesome!"

"Whatever. Just tell us where we are," Kurgs said.

"Good question." He pulled out a little puppet that had a striking resemblance to himself. "You have landed at the very wonderful country of Hanshin. There are sometimes typhoons but there have been no recent threats. We have an awesomely good economy and relationships with the countries nearby. We are situated in the autumn section of the world. We like making food with flour and lots of sauce. For transportation, bikes, ships, trains, and maybe a baby carriage also. Honey? Oh yeah, our currency is the Koko. And our awesome, heroic baseball team has a tiger symbol."**

"I have a question," I said while raising my hand.

"Yes?"

"Does everyone talk with puppet here?"

"You can call me Sora-chan and no. I am a teacher and it has had its effects on me. And pay attention!" The puppet went flying past me and bonked Kurgy who was evidently not listening on his head.

"What the hell!"

"You deserved it. Right, Honey? Honey?" Arashi-san had moved away from him and had moved to Sakura-chan.

Arashi-san leaned over her for a minuet. I could feel small traces of magic emanating from the both of them. 'So Arashi-san is a wizard too.' Honestly it did not surprise me. If these people did indeed help Yuuko-san with her business I would not really have expected anything else.

"Her name is Sakura. Right?"

"Ah, yes," Syaoran-kun answered.

"A conflict will be caused by this girl and the memories of hers you seek." Syoran-kun looked at her with horror. "You have no power to fight anymore." She looked at Kurgs and I in turn.

"You are right. I can't use any more of my powers at the moment," I said with a laugh.

"And I lost my sword," Kuro-tan grumbled.

Arashi-san looked at Syoran-kun. "I did not have any fighting power," he told her.

"Maybe that is a good thing," she said, getting up. "And now it is time to find Sakura's memory. We need to find it as soon as possible."

Sorata-san exclaimed, "Alrighty then! Are you coming?" He looked over at Kurgs and I.

"I will come. As long as it does not kill me, I see no reason not to help."

"Well, I won't go. I just need to get home." I looked over at Kurgy. I really wished he would come with us. It would not be as fun without him but there was nothing that I could do to keep him with us.

"Mokana knows you can not do that! You need to send wine to Yuuko."

"Huh?"

"Oh, yeah! I almost forgot that Yuuko-san told us that we need to send her drinks from all the countries we visit."

"Yep. She will get really mad if you don't do that."

"Can't I just get an address or something?" Kuro-mi grasped at straws.

"No. Mokana is the only one who can send things to Yuuko."

"So…"

"You can only go to the next country if Mokana wants to go and Mokana wants to help Syaoran-kun and Sakura-chan."

"So it is decided. We are all trying to find Sakura-chan's memory," Sorata-san exclaimed with joy.

"I am never getting home," Kurgs complained.

* I finally remember what the sound effect was! Praise me.

** I defiantly did not look at the manga to pull this paragraph out of my hat. Nope. Not at all.

End A/N … Uh yeah, sorry about why this took so long. I got sick. Still sick. I used it as an excuse today to play hooky yesterdayish and finish this chapter which somehow is worse then last one… I exterminated so much fail and there is still so much more… I think I am getting worse at writing… Or maybe it is Sora-chan's excessive energy messing with mine… Hopefully the change of scenery will help. Yep, next chapter our little group in their new 'world'. I have a very bloody scene planed for next time. I will make full use of my T rating. Of course, it may not happen. I was not planning the little dream sequence at all (I never even had thought about it) but halfway through rereading it I went. "Hey, when did I write that?"