CHAPTER TWENTY

I woke up with a headache. Everything was sort of fuzzy, and I was freezing cold. The bed sheets weren't doing much to help.

"Syaoran's awake!" Mokona squeaked. I looked around to try and find out where it was, but I didn't see it until it was on my shoulder.

"How's Syaoran feeling?" It asked. "Syaoran doesn't look so good."

"I feel like crap, actually," I admitted.

"Fai came down with poisoning, too," Mokona whimpered.

"So he lied," I muttered. "You think I would have worked that out by now."

Mokona shrugged. "Fai's pretty good at lying." Mokona put one of its paws on my forehead. "Fever," it said.

"Picked that up from Fai?"

"Uh-huh."

I put a hand on my throat, and suddenly started coughing.

Mokona forced me to sit upright before pulling open a dusty window and pushing my head towards it.

I doubled over the window and threw up. As soon as I finished, I fell heavily back down on the bed.

"Where's Fai?" I asked, my voice a bit rough. I coughed to try and clear it out.

"Sleeping on the couch," Mokona said.

I attempted to stand up.

"No!" Mokona cried.

"I'd assume the bed is more comfortable than the couch, and if that's the case, I don't want Fai sleeping on the couch."

"Lie down!" Mokona said forcefully, as if talking to a stubborn dog.

"Am I ever going to live that whole 'becoming my kudan' thing down?" I asked.

"Probably not," Mokona muttered.

I stood up, despite Mokona's disagreeing mutters, and staggered down the hall.

Fai looked about five times worse then I did. He was pale, his breathing was shallow, and unlike me, who was freezing cold, he was sweating.

I had to use all the energy I had to pick him up. This failed, big time, because Fai was a lot bigger then I was.

"Let me help," I heard Kurogane sigh, and I felt most of the weight taken away from me (much to my relief).

"Thanks," I said.

"You guys are both sick, I guess," Kurogane said, shaking his head.

"Syaoran just bombed Tokyo," Mokona put in.

We both glanced at it.

"...Did not," I protested lightly. "I did throw up, though."

"Same thing," Mokona squeaked.

I didn't ask.

We placed Fai down lightly on the bed.

"Thanks."

With that, I turned around and made my way back down the hall before collapsing on the couch.

I felt a light hand on my back.

"I hope you feel better soon," Sakura murmured.

"Thanks. But please, look after Fai. I'll recover on my own. Fai...I'm not sure that he wants to recover."

"What makes you think-"

"He just tried to commit suicide earlier today?"

"Yesterday, actually, you've been out for a day."

"...Right. Anyway, recently."

"Kurogane can take care of him."

"You take care of him too. Please, Sakura."

She sighed and gave a nod. "I will."

My eyes fell shut. "I hope this just passes over. I need to help out the other Syaoran. I'm sure what he's going through is fifteen times worse."

Sakura didn't respond. I knew that no one else really cared for the other Syaoran (with the possible exception of Fai,) but I owed him. I technically owed him for my entire existence, along with my concience and soul. I had to help him out. No one deserved to be where I knew he was.

And as soon as I felt better, I was going to look around. Xing Huo had said I could locate where the real Syaoran was in this world. However this was possible, I would work it out. Right now, I just needed to sleep.

I could hear Mokona hop over to me. It placed something cold into my hand.

"Aqua said aventurine was healing, right? Feel better soon, Syaoran."

I smiled as I drifted off to sleep.