Revealed

By magic of the moon

Chapter 6

Secrets and Kidnappings

Disclaimer: I do not own CCS. I do, however, own Hikaru Kobayashi and some other important characters that will appear later in the story. If you are interested in using any of them, just ask, okay?

[A/N: Just so you guys know, in all my recent all-character stories, Sakura and Syoaran are dating. I've just decided not to write down the actual scenes since I suck at romance because I have no experience whatsoever in that category. I apologize to those of you who enjoy that particular genre, but I will not anytime soon be writing such fics. Arigato for understanding. Enjoy anyways, and please, please, PLEASE review.]

The next day at Tomoeda, the strangest and most unusual thing happened—Tomoyo Daidoji was late. It was in the middle of the first period, and not only Tomoyo, but several other students were missing from class.

"This is very odd, Syoaran-kun. Tomoyo-chan has always had a perfect attendance record. And a third of the class is missing; you'd think at least we'd get a few notices." Sakura whispered to her boyfriend.

"Hai, it is. I wonder what's going on?" Syoaran replied.

"Do you think it's because of that mysterious aura we've been sensing?"

"I have to admit, I'm not sure. Ask Hiiragizawa; he might know more."

"Eriol-kun?" Sakura turned to the reincarnation, leaning over the back of her chair, softly whispering to catch the boy's attention.

"Mm?" Eriol mumbled, casting the Card Mistress a sideward glance.

"All these people missing today, do you think this has something to do with the strange presence that's been lingering?" Sakura asked.

"It might," agreed Eriol. "I'm not entirely confident that's the case, though. There is a high percentage that it could be the cause, but…" Eriol trailed off, staring warily into the distance.

"What is it?" Sakura prodded, curious to know more about the situation.

"Kinomoto-san, it there something you would like to share with the class?" Terada's voice interrupted Eriol as he opened his mouth to respond.

"Iie, sensei. Gomen nasai," Sakura apologized, sliding back into her seat.

Terada continued the lesson, not noticing the concentrated look of a certain Chinese boy and the faraway gaze of a particular dark-haired reincarnation. We can't let her know…

Meanwhile, at Seijou High…

Touya and Nakuru were uneasily eyeing Hikaru, while Yukito was busy taking notes on the lesson, seemingly oblivious to the tension around him. He, however, knew perfectly well what was going on. As Yue put it, clueless as he may be sometimes, Yukito was definitely not stupid. He just pretended not to know, and carry on with his own business. Like that time Sakura and Syoaran had a crush on him. He knew, but he pretended he didn't.

The same thing was happening again, as the snow rabbit jotted down notes as the silent glaring contest behind him wore on. Yue seemed alert this time in their minds, so Yukito decided to have a little mental chat with his other self. Ever since he discovered this ability, he found it quite enjoyable, as he did everything else.

I don't trust this Kobayashi Hikaru. Yue spoke first.

He seems friendly enough, Yukito responded, smiling.

I sense a strong magical force from within him, though it is mostly shut out.

Shut out? How?

The same way no one knew about us, until the time was right.

Oh.

And he is up to something, though I cannot make out what.

You can sense things like that?

You have yet many things to learn about the magical world.

Yukito chuckled. Indeed, but I only recently found out, remember?

I know. Yue sighed. This wasn't easy to keep from you, and I didn't want to. But it was Clow-sama's will.

I know; I don't blame you for it either.

Of course,

And with those last two words, the moon angel withdrew himself from their conversation.

Daidouji residence, after school…

"Who is it?" a voice—probably a maid's—came through the speaker.

"Kinomoto Sakura, Li Syoaran, and Hiiragizawa Eriol," Sakura answered, "We have come to visit Tomoyo-chan."

"I am sorry, Kinomoto-san, but she is not here."

"What do you mean?" Eriol asked.

"She left for school, and her bodyguards returned shortly after her drop-off. They reported everything fine. She is not with you?"

"Iie," Syoaran replied.

"Hmm, that's odd."

"Arigato; we'll get going now." Sakura said, turning away from the gate.

Syoaran and Eriol followed, lingering a bit behind, both glancing nervously at each other, sharing mental conversation.

Should we tell Sakura? I don't like keeping secrets from her. Syoaran stated.

I don't either; but this is necessary. I don't want to cause her any worry. Eriol pointed out.

Hai, that's true. But she deserves to know.

We'll tell her, when the time is right.

Hiiragizawa, this is no time for your riddles!

I'm not joking,

We should tell her.

We will. Soon enough.

Nani?

I feel the enemy's force getting stronger. At this rate…

Eriol left the statement hanging, neither of them wanting to finish the sentence. It was too horrible to think about. That this one thing none of them could tell Sakura, this one thing that would cause so much discomfort to the innocent girl, was that the enemy could be stronger than all of their forces combined.

In a mansion, somewhere away from civilization…

The mysterious being glanced at his captives—six young schoolboys and two girls—with a sly smirk on his shadowed face. His gaze settled on a certain girl, one with long, dark hair and amethyst eyes, seemingly unafraid. A brave one, he observed. Those were the most fun.

Turning his attention to his tribe of followers, as he called them, the figure in the shadows commanded, "Take the prisoners to the holding chamber, then I'll decided what to do with them."

The creatures stepped forward and did his bidding. The eight frightened students did as told, seven of them shivering with fear. One of them, though—the violet-eyed girl the figure had noticed before—didn't even flinch and just followed obediently. She took to the situation calmly, as if she was sure she would be fine.

The being rolled his eyes. Those foolish humans. Being so self-confident, always filled with pride. He'll show them. Once he had the bonfire set, they'll see there was no rescue. No way out. And only then will they see the error of their ways. They'll pay for what their race did to him; what he did to him. Oh, yes, he'll finally get the revenge he deserved.

And he wouldn't stop until the whole human race was entirely wiped out…