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Akane spent the whole week answering questions from the police. She wasn't able to see anyone, not that she had friends or anything. She felt a lone tear slip out of her eye as she looked straight into the government cop's eyes.

He was telling her something but all she could do is nod, as she felt something bubble inside of her throat. And when he asked her, "I think it's best if you're put into a witness protection program, we don't know who did this, it's most likely gang related but which gang, we don't know. Would you participate in a witness protection program? It's means, everything you've accomplished, degrees and schooling would be gone.", all Akane could do at the moment was open her mouth and try to croak yes, but it came out strangled and her lips pursed, her forehead scrunched, as she tried to restrain herself from crying or breathing.

"I'm sorry for your loss, we're going to relocate you to Hong Kong, with a family friend of mine. They will take care of you. You'll be attending Hong Kong High. You'll be a sophomore, 15 years old. You'll be 4 years older than what you really are. With your looks, you can pass for a 15 year old. In Hong Kong, you'll be known as my daughter, going to school at Hong Kong Public, and staying with a family friend of mine, The Li's. No one will know what your really doing there, not even the Li's, Ok?"

Akane nodded.

Later

I found myself staring into the mirror. I was tall for an 11 year old. My eyes were a dull green but still magnificent and glowing. My skin was unusually pale but still beautiful. I had full, small pink lips that were fuchsia in a sense, unlike any other person. I had a very small frame, but I'm tall, 5'7'' for a 11 year old, but my hips were tiny, my waist even tinier, with long, lean legs that seamed to go on forever, small feet, a round ass which was probably the only big asset about me besides my big, round breasts. They weren't huge but were big compared to my tiny frame. My collar bone was striking, and my long arms reached up to touch my long hair. My hair was probably the best thing about me. I had long, light brown hair, almost golden, down to my thighs in huge ringlets of curls, but for today I just put it up in a empty bun. I didn't put any makeup on, and just changed into a simple pair of blue denim jeans, and a black tank top. I'd be leaving today which would mean I'd miss Ryo Shou's Funeral.

I sighed, and grabbed a couple bags of clothes, some money, and a picture of Ryo with her. It was taken last month, during Ryo's birthday. He was smiling with his arms around her. He seemed younger, almost like he was in his late teens, like 18-20, with his hair flowing, his mouth wide open smiling, as he put his strong arms around her. She was smiling, and laughing too, and as she stared at that, she felt herself start to tear but she promised herself last night, no more tears, no more pain, because showing pain and tears were a sign of weakness, and she could not afford to be weak. She could not lose this battle, not after she fought so long and went through so much shit with void, and she had a feeling she'd be meeting some people from her old life, before void; she had a feeling she'd meet li, and she would have to be just as cold as he was to her, when she first met him.

I walked out the door.

Later

I got off the plane and saw him, instantly my breath hitched and I realized he was looking around for me, in a pair of black slacks, a white tee, a loose tie, and a rolled up blazer. His hair was still messy in this time, and he was older. Taller than her, at 5'10'. composing herself, she looked unemotional, mysterious, and attractive all at the same time. Getting a betting hold on her bag, she walked up to him, "Mr. Li, I presume."

He instantly looked at me, and seemed transfix, "Yes, Hatsue Miyamoto?" Inside, I was screaming, 'NO, SAKURA KINOMOTO', but I realized he could never know. No, for now I was Miyamoto's kid, staying with a friend of the family, but I just nodded.

LI's POV

I stared at the girl in front of me, she seemed cold and distant. Yelen, told me, she was a sophmore, 2 years younger than me. I stared at her, she was beautiful. I wanted to know her more. I wanted to hang out with her but she seemed so cold and distant. She was indifferent to my charm, or my seemingly present wealth.

Sighing, I drove her to my house. She sat next to me in the car, and was quiet the whole time. I tried talking to her but she remained quiet. A part of her bag was open, and I saw a man, probably older than me, in college or something. He was good looking, not that I'm gay or anything. He had his arm's around Hatsue's body and I felt a pang of jealousy, was she sad because she left this loser?

I shook my head and felt anger start to boil inside of me. As I dropped her off at the front door, I went behind, and parked my car in the garage. She didn't even seem surprised by my house, errr...mansion.

She waited for me, as I walked back to the front. We went inside. I saw the whole gang standing there, my four sisters, Eriol, Tomoyo, Touya, Yukito, Meilin, Nadeshiko, Fujitaka, and Yelen, even the elders were there, and I bit my lip. Who was she, was she really that important. I knew what was coming, and my 4 sisters instantly jumped forward to grab her, and yell kawaii, but I was surprised by what happened next.

Hatsue simply stepped to the side, sliding behind me. My four sisters came crashing down in a large heap. I felt a corner of my lip tug up in a smile. Everyone must've noticed it because they all looked at me. I blushed.

Yelen's POV

I watched my son, he hasn't smiled since his father, my husband has died, And I've never seen him blush like that. I looked at the girl. She seemed pleasant enough, very composed. She stepped forward to all of us and bowed, thanking us for our hospitality and introducing herself as Hatsue Miyamoto. I wondered, Tinashi Miyamoto was a very good friend of mine, and he had magic, did that mean she did too?

I stared at her, she didn't show anything. I couldn't sense an aura, and I concentrated as I tried to peer harder. Regular humans, non magic, like meilin had gray aura's. It was impossible for Hatsue not to have an aura, and I realized she must be cloaking her aura, but that was something only the extremely well gifted could do. Her late husband could somewhat conceal his aura, and the only other people she knew who in history has ever accomplished the feat was Clow Reed, and Eriol, the reincarnation of Clow Reed, well half reincarnation.

Hatsue (Aka Akane. Aka Sakura)

I was showed my room, and put all my stuff in the drawers. I then put the one picture beside me. I realized, this is why I'm fighting, because although, I lost the cards in this time, I lost some of my power, I lost to void, I lost my family, I lost ryo shou, I lost everything, I was still here, breathing and no one could ever take that away as long as I kept fighting.

After being on a 3 hour flight in the heat, I walked into the extended bathroom and started to strip down, when my eyes dimmed.

As I took a shower, I breathed in the hot mist and let it come out cool. I stood there for what seemed forever and sighed. Time seemed to still and I wish I could stay like this forever but I couldn't because life kept moving whether you were still or not. Sighing, I washed my body and hair.

As I stepped out of the shower, I looked in the mirror. The ringlets of hair fell beside me, and I examined my long neck and my luscious lips before I stared into my dull, lifeless eyes. Putting a towel around my body, I walked into my room. I put on a simple white sundress, dried my hair, and put a white headband in my hair.

Walking out of the room, I headed for the basement. I realized, after I lost my family, they must have moved in with the Li's which meant the book was probably here, in this time, at the Li's.

I explored the halls, and saw steps at the end of the corridor, smirking, I walked down them, and found myself in a basement full of old, dusty shelves. Closing my eyes, I walked through, extending my hands across the books on the shelves, before I stopped and grabbed at a book, the book of clow. Smiling, I concentrated, letting the smallest bit of aura out so the book could recognize me as it's owner. Opening my eyes, is watched as the book glowed before the cards sprang out, in bright colors. I whispered an incantation and the clow cards in this time transformed into sakura cards. Breathing in, the cards swooned into timeless lights, right into me. The cards from my time that laid inside of me awakened and I felt the power of my star awaken. Cloaking my magic, I held the book. I could see Kero in the cook, but I knew it wasn't the time. Smiling, I whispered, "Soon, Kero, Soon, I'll see you."

"Clow Book, return to my room." The clowbook, disappeared from my hand, safely hidden in my duffel in the room the li's assigned me. Humming, I walked upstairs back into the corridor, headed toward the dining hall, it would be time for dinner soon.

Touya's POV

I sat in dinner when Hatsue walked in and sat down opposite of me. She was truly beautiful and reminded me of the picture of my mother, and the memory of my sister, Sakura.

I smiled at her, but she simply remained emotionless and nodded. I felt sadness inside, but nodded back.

Soon, everyone came down, and tomoyo and meilin sat next to her.

Dinner seemed uneasy. Hatsue ate little, and excused herself. I watched as she walked away, and felt another pang of sadness.

Hatsue

I could feel Touya's stare as I excused myself.

As I walked away, I felt sadness radiate from him into me. Closing my eyes, a lone tear fell. I would not cry, but I could shed one tear for my lost brother, for his sadness.

'I love you, Oni-chan. But I'm not ready yet, not till, I find out who those men were all those years back, that were in the fire, till I find out who killed Ryo, and till I finish with what void had in store for me. I fear, that it may be a lifetime and then some more. Please, Move on. Ashieteru Touya-san'