Heya everyone! Ok, so I just watched this really cute movie called Whisper of the Heart, by Yoshifumi Kondo. It's based on a manga series, which I happen to love! I'll be writing a fic about that sometime soon, so I suggest you either start watching or reading it!

Sorry for the late update. My best friend just died, so I've been really upset lately. But here it is! This chapter allows some time for Izumi (formerly Hua) to bond with Fai. Yeah, I had to leave some parts out or change them. Like I said, I really can't put in every detail in the book. If I did, this story would be like a five hundred page novel. Trust me, I've tried. This is a FaixOC fic, remember. I do not allow flames in my reviews, but I do accept constructive criticism.

Disclaimer: No, sadly, I do not own Tsubasa: Resivoir Chronicles or any of its characters, except for Izumi (trust me, I would buy the rights to this manga any day, if I had the money). All rights belong to CLAMP.

The magical currents flooded the air. I could feel it. Every last drop of magic from that feather was there, and I swore that there had to be two of them. The amount of magic was absolutely overwhelming for me, as I had never been around so much in my life. What was it that could have been so special about that feather?

I opened my eyes and let out a startled yelp. Fai D. Flowright was leaning over me, his crystal blue eyes examining me. I stared up at him, frightened and confused. What was worse was that my head hurt right below my temple. Yuko had hit me hard. So much for being dead. He smiled at me, and turned around so that his back was facing me. "She's up!" He declared.

"Oh great. Now I'm stuck with two dumbbells." It was the unmistakable voice of the ninja guy. "Why don't you all just die already?" He grumbled. "It would all turn out better that way."

Fai turned back to me, ignoring him. "You're Izumi, right?" I gave a gentle nod. "Here, let me help you up." He held out his hand, and for a while, I just stared at it stupidly. He chuckled. "You're supposed to take it." He took my hand instead, and pulled me up to my feet. "Still tired, huh?"

Why was it that I couldn't say anything? I felt like a stupid, worthless pack mule. I opened my mouth to speak, but found that it was impossible. I had to nod again. I finally managed to choke out a sentence. "Yeah. I guess." I sounded horrible. I quickly looked away from him, and gazed around the room. "Where are we?" I asked, changing the subject.

Fai shrugged. "Personally, I don't even know. But it won't take long to find out." I looked at the floor. The ninja lay right beside and unconscious Syaoran, but was slowly inching away from the boy. He now sat in the corner of the room, isolated from everyone else. Partially obscured by Syaoran's body was the young girl, Sakura. Fai spoke. "Here, let me introduce myself formally. I'm Fai D. Flowright, but you can just call me Fai."

"I'm Izumi…" What's my last name? I thought frantically. This was so stupid. How come I didn't even know my last name? I rubbed the back of my neck nervously. "Izumi…um…. This is going to sound really dumb, but I don't know what my last name is." I gave nervous laugh. "Pretty stupid of me, I guess."

Fai sat down, and tugged on my hand gently. I sat down beside him. "Well, you've been through a lot. I mean, sure, it's unusual to meet someone who doesn't know what their last name is, but it happens, right?" No, it doesn't happen, I wanted to blurt out, but decided not to, else make myself look stupid. Fai looked up at the ceiling. "I've been through quite a bit, too." He sighed, and for a moment, he looked so sad, I couldn't help but feel the need to comfort him.

I laughed half-heartedly. Not even half-heartedly; it probably couldn't even pass as a laugh. "Then this may be a turning point for the both of us." I sighed. In the corner, Kurogane, the ninja, tilted his head to listen. "Maybe things will be different.

A little white bun popped up out of nowhere. "Different! Mokona likes different!" The thing had ears. It almost looked like a rabbit, except a lot smaller and rounder.

I kneeled down beside it. "And what would your name be, little one?" I scratched the space between its ears. "You're awfully cute."

"Mokona is Mokona!"

I laughed uncontrollably. Fai looked uncomfortable. "Mokona, why don't you go check on what Kuro-tan is doing?" Mokona saluted him, and skipped into the corner.

"Why me?!" Yelled Kurogane. "I tell, you, dammit, I'm gonna get you for this!"

Fai turned to me smiling light-heartedly. "I don't want to be nosy at all, but I would like to hear about you. You said you wanted to give up magic, right?" I nodded again. "Why?"

I turned away from him. This was weird for me; not many people were genuinely interested in my life. Normally, if I started telling one about any small portion of it, they would ignore me, walk away, or beat me up. This is why I wasn't a very social person. Where do I start? I asked myself. "I've never been considered normal." I began. "Though my first foster parents loved me, they knew there was something wrong with me. They knew I was different.

"One night, I accidentally revealed to them how powerful I really was. I controlled my father without even knowing it, and led him to shoot my mother with a gun." Tears spilled out of my eyes. "After that terrible incident, I had been adopted by many foster parents. I had been known as the Hsu girl, the Yeh girl, the Chen girl, the Chang girl."

Kurogane growled, "I don't really want to listen to anybody's life stories, so I'm going to explore, if you don't mind." He opened the door, and left, taking Mokona with him.

Fai shrugged. "I guess it's for the better. I wouldn't want him listening to my life story. Continue, please."

I nodded in agreement. "I have ruined all of those families' lives. I had been the cause of so many deaths, and it was terrible. After a while, my bad reputation had gone around, and I found myself living on the streets by myself." I sniffed and wiped the tears from my eyes. "People began calling me the Devil's child, and a Daughter of the Dark. I had a magical ability so powerful that not even I could control it."

Fai looked at me. "So you went to the Witch to rid yourself of magic?" I nodded. "I myself have vowed never to use magic again, because my magic is of such a low caliber that I can control myself. I can understand why you would have to lose yours."

I stared at him in disbelief. "You…are…a sorcerer?" I asked him, wide-eyed. My vision was blurred by tears, so I quickly wiped them away. "But if you can control your magic, why would you stop using it? Yuko said that it was a gift."

Fai sighed. "It's very complicated. You wouldn't understand." He messed up my hair, just as if we had known each other for years, as if he was the brother I always wanted. "You're too young."

I stood up, and put my hands on my hips. "Hey, look buster. I'm eighteen, so I wouldn't be calling me young. Please, please, please tell me!" I folded my arms across my chest and pouted. "I told you something I wouldn't normally tell anyone."

Fai chuckled. "Still not happening." He stood up, and I found that he was about a foot taller than I was. I shrank back in intimidation. "I told you, it's complicated. Really, if I could explain it properly, I would tell you."

"No you won't." It was true. He wouldn't, no matter how well he could tell his story. I could see it in his eyes. "You're lying. But you'll tell me someday, right? When I'm 'old enough'?" I pleaded.

He ignored me. "I'm going to go see what Mr. Black is up to. You stay here and watch Syaoran-kun and the girl, ok?" He opened the door and slipped out of the room. It was only then that I realized how much magic he really had. When he left, the whole room seemed bleak and empty, except for a strong power supplied by Sakura, which was not quite magic. What bothered me most was that most of the magic I had felt from Fai was not his own; it was a feather's. Where could he possibly have gotten it from?

I knelt beside Syaoran as the door opened and Fai, Kurogane, and Mokona filed into the room. Mokona hopped onto hi s chest, almost instantly waking him. He yelled in shock when he saw Mokona's face so close to his. "Wha—?" He looked up at me. "Who are you?" He asked me, but quickly covered his mouth when he found his voice hoarse. He cleared his throat.

"I'm Izumi. Please forgive me for not knowing my last name." I sighed. "I can't think of it!" I smacked my head, as if that would help at all. Syaoran looked to the floor, and immediately fell by Sakura's side. He held her hand in his. I put a hand on his shoulder. "I'm very sorry about what happened to her. You are a very brave one. Er…may I?" I pointed to the girl. He nodded, even though he had no idea of what I wanted to do.

I leaned over Sakura. Syaoran said, "I can't allow her to die. I can never allow her to die." I saw the fury in his eyes. His love for her was so true, and I knew at that moment that I was destined to help him. I may not have been able to sympathize, but I certainly could empathize. I nodded, and put a finger up to silence him. He watched curiously as I felt her pulse. Her body was as cold and as delicate as ice. It occurred to me that she would die if nothing was done. I felt for her chi. It was an ancient custom we used on hurt or injured people in China. Surprisingly, she seemed to have none, but what I did discover was that she had an amazing ability, something that I could not know of what it was.

I looked at Syaoran. "What is it that she needs? I believe I was knocked out before I ever got to hear anything about your wish." The moment the words left my mouth, I regretted them. He clutched her to his body. His shoulders shook violently. Was it possible that he was crying? I turned around and spoke to Fai. "He needs something. Anything. He needs to know that this girl will be ok."

Syaoran's voice floated over. He didn't sound as if he was crying, but then again, I couldn't know until I saw his face. "According to the witch, she's got no memories. I have to find them before she…" I quieted him. It would only hurt him more if he said it. "The point is that I have to find her memories, and I'm not going to stop until I've found them all."

Fai nodded. "Syaoran-kun is strong. He will find all of the fea—I mean, memories."

I turned back to Syaoran. "It would be my honor to join you on this quest. The question is: do you know what these memories look like?" Syaoran shook his head sadly. "That's okay. We'll find out eventually."

Fai reached over to Syaoran, and slipped his hand into Syaoran's tunic. "Waa!" Shouted Syaoran in shock. He tried to bat Fai's hand away. "What do you think you're doing?!" He kicked, and scrambled away from Fai.

Fai pulled out a feather. Not just any ordinary feather, but the feather. The feather that I had seen in the time warp, the most powerful feather I had ever seen. "Is this what a piece of memory looks like?" He asked. I narrowed my eyes at him. I hadn't sensed any magic on Syaoran, so Fai must have been hiding the feather. He looked at me, and desperately tried to signal me to keep it quiet. I rolled my eyes in disbelief, but decided to find out what Fai was up to before ratting on him.

"We should give him some time alone." Said Fai considerately. "He needs to tend to Sakura."

I dragged him over to the far corner of the room. Fai looked very unwilling to talk to me at the time. "Look." I growled. "We need to talk, mister." I poked him in the chest. "You had the feather. You stole it." I closed my eyes and concentrated on his balance. "And you have another one, too."

Fai put his hands up defensively. "No, I didn't steal anything. I just found them." He said. "I probably would have been smarter about it if I had known I was travelling with a talented sorceress." He looked at me admiringly, making me feel uneasy. "But I thought you had already given up your magic."

"I-I did, of course. Of course I did." I was wondering the same thing, actually. I had to think fast, this time. "I just…. Sensing one's abilities is one of my skills, I guess."

"You're not sure about it either, are you?" He asked, that look of awe never leaving his eyes once. I inched away from him slowly.

"Er…No." I responded, through gritted teeth. How come he can see right through me?! I was screaming with rage in my head, but the anger was kept concealed from the real world.

The door opened. Kurogane leaped back into the corner of the room. Syaoran pulled Sakura behind him, as if to protect her. Mokona took his place on Kurogane's shoulders, only to be swatted off. Mokona wandered over to Syaoran and perched on his head. Fai unconsciously pulled me up and pushed me behind him, taking a very defensive stance. Is he trying to protect…me? I wondered in bewilderment. Why the heck would he do that? I barely know him. Fai blocked me from the figure that was slowly opening the door.

The thing that approached us uttered a word of pure evil.

Yeah, sorry for the late update. I've had this one ready for weeks, but I've been dealing with family issues. Hope you like it! Please review! Pretty please? FLARES NOT WELCOME.