"Wake up."
...
Fai was out of his bed and through the door within the same second he heard the screaming. The ninja was right behind him as he stormed through the door – the only reason the other was slower being he didn't have the speed Fai had as a vampire.
Both of them froze for a moment, not having expected two people in the room, least of all the one bent over the struggling form of their broken Syaoran.
The clone ignored them completely, pressing Syaoran down on the bed with one hand while the other was reaching between the boy's legs, disappearing in the make-shift diaper. Syaoran was struggling against his clone in fear, eyes wide and focused as he tried to get away, screaming and pleading.
Fai snarled, claws elongating at the same time he shot forward. Somehow the clone managed to block his first swipe, although Fai had no idea how.
Emotionless mismatched brown and blue looked up at him, hands retreating from Syaoran's crotch and grabbing the sword leant to the side of the bed.
Fai didn't know why he waited so long. He didn't know why he hesitated.
The moment he lashed out again, the clone had already slipped away.
Fai squeaked undignified as his momentum carried him to slash the shoulder of the crying boy on the bed.
...
Kurogane easily flipped himself through the window as the clone retreated. He didn't know why they both had hesitated, but he wouldn't make the mistake again.
He was better than letting his attachment to the kid who was once his student weaken his strength as a warrior.
Making a smooth landing two stories down on the street, he shot after the clone.
It felt like only ten steps maybe, but they were three streets away and into a stinking alleyway when the clone stopped and turned around. Raising his sword, cold eyes regarded him blankly.
"He's mine."
A shudder ran down Kurogane's spine. "You did that to him?"
The clone remained silent, eyes as emotionless as Syaoran's, with the only difference these were brown and blue, and alert.
"Was it you?" Kurogane insisted, growling.
"Tsubasa is mine."
Kurogane was confused long enough by the nonsensical response for the clone to shoot forward, Hien raised to strike. Kurogane easily deflected the blow, swirling around to snap his sword at the kid's heels.
With a supple movement the clone had jumped away from the blade, settling on a bin before casting a glance back.
"Repair him. I'll take him back."
...
Fai was breathing hard, cradling his hand with still extended claws to his chest as he stared at the crying boy intensely.
"What happened?" Sakura screeched, stumbling forward as fast as her handicapped leg could take her.
"Please don't," Syaoran wailed before Fai even got the chance to answer. Long streaks of bleeding red decorated Syaoran's naked shoulder, but he was busier trying to drag himself away from Fai than minding his wounds.
Sakura stopped at the edge of his bed, hesitating for a moment before she stretched her arms out to the scared boy, not touching him just yet as he would likely just cower away further.
"The clone was here," Fai suddenly stated, effectively making Sakura's mind jump away from trying to comfort Syaoran.
She quickly snapped back, cooing to the crying mess and offering her hands. Two large scared eyes focused on her hands, and he stopped pulling away, trembling violently.
"S-Sakura..."
"Don't be scared, you're safe now," she nudged herself a little closer, "I'm here now. Don't be scared Syaoran."
His eyes widened when she said his name, and his eyes shot up to her face. The pure terror lurking deep inside those browns chilled Sakura to the bone.
"S-Syao... ran." He repeated hoarsely.
"Yes. Don't be afraid. It's me, Sakura."
His body relaxed, a few inches short of letting him tumble from the bed on the other side. His good hand shot out, fingers curling around Sakura's.
"Sakura," he wailed, before collapsing.
...
His hand was clinging onto another hand.
Another hand! No no, he should get away now.
But the hand was so small. So sweet. So caring.
It was Sakura.
It was Sakura! Was she caught? Was he safe? Sakura...
But no, it was the clone. He'd seen the clone. The clone was on that side. The clone had been using Fai against him!
On that side. This hand was on that side.
But it was Sakura.
"Don't be scared, Syaoran."
But who would call him Syaoran...?