The Hidden Princess

Chapter 3

By: Cherrysakuragirl

E-mail: Cherrysakuragirl@hotmail.com

This is getting boring now…

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Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura, its characters, its story, and its entire entity does not, and never will, belong to me. L This fanfic is the sole work of an ardent fan and not part of the original plot. By writing this, I am in no way stealing Cardcaptor Sakura nor any possessions or characteristics that one would attribute with it. Meaning: Don't Sue Me!!! You won't get anything valuable!

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Well, here's the continuation of the long-awaited cliffhanger! (Kero-chan: HAHA!) Or…maybe not. Please read, enjoy, and REVIEW afterwards! On with the story!

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As Syaoran entered the forest, he marveled at the serenity and overwhelming peace that the forest was replete of. No matter what troubles one had, the forest was always able to lay rest to such problems. As future king, the young boy was constantly trained to be a competent ruler. He had practically no time to himself. To get away from it all, the forest was the place to get lost in.

Although the forest was ostensibly calm, hidden within were dangers unseen to the naked eye.

Walking on, Syaoran heard a weak scream. Curious, he ran toward it. Who could it be? The person was calling for help. Again, he heard it. This time, it was louder. I must be getting near. A third time, a scream. This time, it was an utterance of desperation, one that held such grief that he hurried, running as fast as he could. At last, he saw the spectacle.

"Stop!" he demanded, in a voice with great authority and force. The group pulled away and looked at him. Syaoran saw…Sakura? Around her was a large, tough looking-group of punks. He stepped closer, only a few feet from the mob. He looked closer at Sakura. She was lying sprawled on the ground, and was covered in blood and scratches. Her emerald eyes held a mixture of anguish and sorrow.

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Oh. So much pain. Where's my otou-san and onii-chan? Please Stop. Please stop… So much pain. Why is this happening? Off in the distance, Sakura heard a powerful voice say stop. Abruptly, the pounding ceased, although the anguish continued.

"Ha! It's just a little brat!" laughed the vulgar leader.

"Step away from her," commanded Syaoran in a dominant yet cold voice.

Is he going to save me? Who is he? Sakura wondered. Struggling to sit up, Sakura opened her clenched eyes. Throught a blurry gaze, she saw Prince Syaoran staring menacingly at the group of men. His amber eyes held a burning fire in them. He was livid with anger, his entire demeanor cold and distant.

"Step away from her," Syaoran commanded again. If they touched another hair on Sakura's head, he would pound them for that. Why is he so mad? wondered Sakura. Is he mad at me? I didn't mean to take his Clow book… She thought strangely.

"Why should we stop, kid? You gonna do something about it?'' The leader motioned for one of the thugs to fight Syaoran.

The thug leaped at Syaoran with a kick. Syaoran dodged without much effort, and the thug landed heavily on the ground. Three other guys ran to bash Syaoran, but he deftly flipped two guys over, effectively striking the third. Five other guys ran to head Syaoran off, but he merely punched one in the stomach, spun around to punch another, and used a few well place kicks. All five collapsed on the floor. All that remained was the leader, who unfortunately for him, discovered that Syaoran hadn't even broken a sweat.

Grabbing Sakura, the leader placed his elbow in a noose-like position around her neck. "Step any closer, and she gets it." Threatened the man. Syaoran, not letting his cool composure betray him, shrugged in an uncaring manner.

"I don't really care," he bluffed coldly," but they're offering a reward for whomever captures her… and I wanted the money. Oh well." he turned to go.

"W-wait…You said there was a reward? How much money? And where do I turn her in?" the dense gang leader asked.

"Over there," Syaoran indicated, pointing towards Sakura's house.

"Thanks kid," muttered the man as he turned to go.

"Hey! Wait." Syaoran called. The man turned around. Syaoran grabbed a nearby rock on the ground. He threw it, with deadly precision, at the man's had. As it bounced off, leaving the thug confused, Syaoran threw a kick at his head. The man collapsed, unconscious. "Idiot," Syaoran mumbled, under his breath.

Gently laying Sakura on the ground, he winced as he felt her take in a sharp breath. "You've got to stop getting in trouble," he teased. Looking at her wounds, he was relieved to find that she was only bloody and severely scratched, no broken bones or anything of lasting physical damage. However, she could be scarred emotionally. "You shouldn't walk in the forest yourself. It's too dangerous for a girl like you," he admonished worriedly.

"But you walk by yourself all the time," protested Sakura weakly.

"I'm different, "he answered cooly.

Placing his arms a few inches over her body, he chanted something in Chinese. Sakura felt his warm green power, closing her wounds. "There, almost good as new," finished Syaoran." You're not completely cured, but it should heal faster, in a day or so." Sakura felt the pain diminish. Syaoran tore a piece of cloth from his Chinese robe and used it to bandage her wounds.

Unexpectedly, Sakura grabbed the front of his robe and cried into his chest. Syaoran stiffly patted her on the back, clearly not used to people crying on him (although it happened quite often ^.^). He was no good at comforting people.

"You didn't have to use your cloth. Now it's ruined," protested Sakura. She felt terrible and useless. She didn't think that she'd ever feel normal again. What if it happens again? She didn't want to think about what could happen then. Thank God Syaoran had arrived, or she didn't know what would have happened. Looking up into his comforting amber eyes, she thought how strong and calm he looked. Whenever she was with him, she felt… safe, like no one could harm her.

"Sakura, are you ready to go?" asked Syaoran softly. Sakura nodded. Helping her up, he supported her, walking slowly so that she could keep up.

"Sakura! Is that you!" called Touya worriedly. It had been two hours since Sakura had left to go in the forest, and they were supposed to leave an hour ago. Over the horizon, he saw two figures, one figure helping the other to walk. As they approached, he saw that it was indeed Sakura, with the brat!

"Get away from her!" he screeched at Syaoran. He didn't care if he was the Prince; if he even put a hair of Sakura's out of place, he would make him pay. But Syaoran just glared at Touya without speaking. Gently, he gave Sakura to Touya.

Then he turned to Touya and spoke,'' I hope you're happy. She was attacked by a gang in the forest."

Touya was shocked. A gang in the forest? Touya spoke to Syaoran coldly," Of course I'm not. What kind of brother do you mistake me for?"

"Stop fighting," said Sakura wearily. She was sick and tired of conflicts and arguments and fights. She just wanted peace. "Just leave me alone," she demanded.

Touya and Syaoran continued to glare at each other, but they did it quietly, without any arguments.

"Can we leave now?" asked Sakura impatiently. She appreciated her brother and Syaoran's concern, but she didn't want to think of the incident now. She was afraid that if she did, she would drown in a sea of sorrow. I just want to block it out, until I absolutely have to deal with it.

Touya nodded. He led Sakura to the old carriage and opened the door for her, helping her to sit down.

"Will you be fine here?" he asked Sakura. He didn't want to let her out of his sights again, even for a moment. He glared at Syaoran; in Touya-ese that meant 'watch her'.

Sakura nodded, and Touya went in their former house to tell Fujitaka that Sakura had returned and that they were ready to leave.

When Touya was gone, Syaoran turned to Sakura. "So, you're leaving. You never told me." he said cooly. Sakura ignored him. "Where are you going?" he asked. Inside, though he didn't show it, he was hurt.

Sakura shrugged uncaringly. Ignoring Syaoran, she looked out the window at the stationary house. For some reason, she just didn't care about anything anymore. She just wanted to go to sleep. The traumatic event taught her that life was not always nice, and that most often it was unjustifiably cruel.

Syaoran looked inexorably at Sakura. This wasn't the girl that he had grown to care for and respect. Usually, she was bubbly and cheerful, always nice to others. Yet, now she looked dead. He reached for her arm to turn her around to face him, but she drew away from him. From the house, he heard the door opening.

"Sakura," he said firmly," Where are you moving?" If she didn't tell him, he was afraid that he would never see her again. Again, Sakura looked at him with vapid, empty eyes. Her normally bright emerald eyes held no emotion.

Fujitaka and Touya exited the house. Walking toward Sakura, Fujitaka hugged her. "Sakura, I was so worried about you," he said. When her father hugged her, all of her hopelessness vanished. For that instant, she was his little girl again, and no one could hurt her.

Fujitaka turned to Syaoran. "Thank you again Prince. I know not what we would have done without you." Closing the door after Sakura, he stepped in the driver's seat, Touya in the passanger's seat with Sakura. Touya was the last to close the carriage door, and Syaoran almost asked him where the Kinomoto's were moving, but Touya just stared (was it sadly?) at him and shook his head, as if he knew what Syaoran was about to ask. Syaoran moved to the side, and the last they saw of him was his dejected stare at Sakura.

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Syaoran watched the dust from the horses go by, and left to walk to the palace through the forest. As he approached the spot where the mob had hurt Sakura, he saw a small note on the floor. Curious, he read it.

Small Wolf

You may have defeated these lowly gangsters, but you will never defeat what is to come. The Cherry Blossom hates you now, and there is no way that you can protect her from the impending doom. You do not even know where she lives! Even with your powers joined, there was no chance that you could defeat us. But with her alone..? You will never find the Cherry Blossom again, so do not even try. After we get her, we will come for you.

Shaking his head, he stared determinedly at the sky. No, you're wrong. I will find her. Finding one of the thugs on the floor, he walked toward him. Now that he was unoccupied, he detected a weak magical force surrounding the jacket. Grabbing the man's jacket, he saw an emblem. Looking closer at it, he saw the symbol was of a skull at the head of the staff.

Digging in the pockets of his robes, he searched for something to cut the symbol with. Finding a pocketknife, he used it to sear the piece of cloth. Then, he put it back in his pocket, along with the symbol. Just as I though. These men were being manipulated. But by who?

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The Kinomoto's reached their new house by nightfall. Stepping out of the carriage, Sakura turned to see it. It was very small, but it looked fresh. There was a beautiful flowerbed in the front lawn, one with a variety of different flowers, from bluebonnets to magnolias to forget-me-nots.

Sakura walked to the trunk to help unload their belongings. Bringing their items inside the house, she marveled at the modern accessories of the house. There was even a microwave, an oven, and a stove. She had heard about these, and she had been dying to try them. In their previous house, they were forced to cook over an open fire.

As Touya took in his surroundings, he saw furnished accommodations, and he gave his father a surprised look. "How did you afford this?'' he asked his father quietly.

Fujitaka answered," I received a forward on my salary. In addition, Queen Sonomi Daidouji is an old "friend," and although we aren't exactly on friendly terms (Fujitaka sweatdropped; Sonomi hated him) she was kind enough to help me get this house. (Although why, Fujitaka knew not. However, he suspected that she didn't loathe him as much as she let on.)

Sakura spun around happily. "Hanyaaan! Oh otou-san, the house is lovely. When do we start school?"

Fujitaka laughed merrily. "I'm glad that you like it Sakura. You and Touya start school tomorrow."

Nodding contentedly, her surprise at the house masked her terror of the gang. Exploring the house, she reached a room that had a window, with a clear view of the flowers beneath.

"Otou-san,'' she called," can I have this room."

"Of course Sakura," complied Fujitaka.

Sakura was so happy. Although it was one of the smaller rooms in the house, the wonderful view of the flowers was worth it. Dragging her few belongings in her room, she began to unpack. As she reached in to grab her nightstand, she heard a faint screaming coming from within it.

"Sakura-chan, let me out!" screamed the thing," there's no air!"

Uh oh. Come to think of it, what happened to Kero-chan? He's not...in there? Turning as white as snow, Sakura hurriedly opened the drawer. Inside, was a livid Kero-chan, turning incongruous shades of red, blue, and green.

"Oh my gosh!" exclaimed Sakura. "I'm so sorry Kero-chan! I totally forgot about you! How did you get in there anyway?"

"Must…get…air," wheezed Kero-chan. Then, answering her question, he screamed," Sakura-chan! I was just taking a nap, and the next thing I know, I'm trapped! I could be mad at you my whole life!"

"No, Kero, please don't be. I'll give you… some dessert!"

"Yippee!" exclaimed Kero-chan excitedly, completely forgetting about his imprisonment in the drawer.

Sakura sweatdropped. If there was one thing that Kero-chan loved and could not do without (he would die from sadness ^.^), it was food.

Sakura continued to unpack her items. Once she was done, she looked contentedly out the window. She would forget everything about her old life, since it was the only way to forget about the attack on her by the thugs. She would plant many flowers, make new friends, and forget about everything, including any friends, that was associated with her old life in the Li Kingdom. Most of all, she would forget Syaoran, because whenever she thought of him, she remembered the terrible incident, even if he had saved her from what most definitely could have been worse. Not only that, but she felt…guilty about Syaoran. He had done so much for her, saved her on two instances, and she had done nothing for him. Yes, it was best for her to forget it all.

The only thing that Sakura could not forget was the Clow business. It would stalk her, she knew, whether she wanted it to or not. It's best to face it. Plus, she knew that she had an obligation, as the Clow mistress, and she didn't want to shy from her responsibility. Many people are counting on me.

Watching the starry sky, Sakura made a wish. She wished for happiness and peace for her family, as well as safety. As she put on her pajamas, and collapsed from a long day on her blanket, she wished for a new beginning as well, and a release from her past.

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"Rise and shine kaijou!" called Touya.

"I'm not a monster!" protested Sakura groggily. Rising form her bed, she glanced at the uniform thrown on her nightstand; it was the required dress for the new private school that she was attending. The outfit was composed of a black skirt and a cute golden, Chinese smock. Surprised at the uniform (she had heard the private school dress was ghastly) she put it on. To top it off, she added a pink ribbon.

Running to the kitchen, she saw her father with his back to her, baking some pancakes. "Otou-san, are those for Touya and me?" she wondered.

Fujitaka nodded. "I hope that you felt better from yesterday Sakura." When Sakura nodded, Fujitaka smiled a brilliant smile. After Sakura set the table, Fujitaka, brought the pancakes over. After quickly woolfing them down, she remembered her promise of food to Kero-chan. Taking some pancakes to her room, she woke up Kero.

When Kero-chan saw the pancakes, he was so happy that he began zooming around the room. Grabbing the fork hastily from Sakura's hand, he began stuffing pancakes manually in his mouth.

When he was finished, Sakura told Kero-chan that she had to go to school. "But Sakura," begged Kero," can I go with you?"

Shaking her head, Sakura answered," I'm sorry Kero-chan, but school isn't a place for stuffed animals." After opening the door and demanding that Kero stay in his room, she left for school."

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While Touya was walking with her to school, which was on the way to his school, Sakura saw a boy as tall as onii-chan. He had beautiful silvery hair and wire-rimmed glasses. He was riding a curious thing on two wheels, which she later learned was a bicycle. He was so cute and perfect, and he had a warm aura, that Sakura began to feel a fluttering hanyaaaan feeling in her heart.

The boy, who looked to be about Touya's age, knelt down to look at Sakura. "What's your name?" he asked her.

The butterflies within Sakura were spinning around like a tornado. She began to blush. "My name is Sakura," she answered nervously, her palms getting sweaty.

The tall boy smiled. "My name is Yukito." Yukito turned to her brother. "Is this your sister?" he asked. Touya nodded.

"My name is Touya," he greeted," Nice to meet you. Do you go to Nysei High?"

Yukito nodded," Yes. But I've never seen you before. Is it your first day?" After he got a nod of compliance, he continued," Well, you'll probably like it there. It's a big school, but they have a lot of different programs."

While Yuki chatted on, Sakura found herself indubitably drawn to him. Yukito is such a pretty name. I think it means snow-bunny! I love bunnies.

"Well, come on Sakura. I've got to get you to school." When they pulled up to Nysei Elementray, Sakura had to turn her head to look at it. It was very tall, majestic even. From its size, she inferred that it must be a secondary school as well as an elementary. Looking around, she saw the high school a few blocks away.

Touya looked seriously into her eyes. "Sakura, if you need anything, my school is nearby," he indicated the high school with his finger," all you have to do is call me." Sakura nodded; this was one of the first times that onii-chan hadn't teased her or called her a monster, so he must be really serious. Sakura nodded her consent.

Entering the school, she waved good-bye to Yuki and onii-chan. Walking to the first grade registration desk, Sakura asked hesitantly,"Can you tell me what room I'm in?"

Nodding, the secretary got Sakura's name and checked a high-tech box, which Sakura later learned was a computer. Finding the room, she said," It's room 1-3, right down the hallway."

Thanking her, Sakura walked to her new room. Peeking in, she saw a clean room filled with rows and rows of desks. In her previous school, the students sat on the floor. Sakura was suddenly intimidated by this sumptuous school, with its tall building and many desks. As she was gathering courage to go in-

"Excuse my, can I help you?" asked a polite voice.

Turning around, expecting an adult, Sakura was surprised to find that the voice belonged to a young girl, her age. The girl had beautiful, long purple hair, and was clutching a small video camera.

Sakura shook her head," No, I was just about to go in. Is this your classroom too?"

Tomoyo nodded. Seeing through Sakura's façade instantly, she asked," Are you nervous? Don't worry, the students here are very kind." Taking Sakura by the arm, she led her in the classroom.

"Hi everyone," Tomoyo called,"This is," she looked at Sakura who told her her name," Sakura Kinomoto."

"Hello Sakura," some of her classmates said. Sakura smiled at them, warming up and no longer nervous.

One boy with spiked hair said," Hey, did you know that Sakura means Cherry Blossoms? Cherry Blossoms are beautiful flowers that blooms every spring. It was said that if the Cherry Blossom did not bloom, great evil was to fall. Also-

"Ouch!" complained the boy as a girl with pigtails bonked his head," What! It's true this time."

"Takashi, shut up!" demanded the girl," It's just a stupid made up story, and you know it!" Turning to Sakura, the girl said," Sorry about that Sakura. Takashi may be the greatest liar, but he's not so bad once you know him. My name's Chiharu."

Sakura giggled. Chiharu and Takashi were so funny. Turning to the girl who had introduced her to the class, she asked," What's your name?"

The girl said,'' It's Tomoyo Daidouji."

Sakura gasped. "Daidouji! Are you the daughter of the Queen?" When she saw Tomoyo nod, Sakura said," That would make you a princess!" Stepping to bow to her, Tomoyo put out her hand to stop her.

"You don't have to show any royal respect to me or anything. I don't like to be treated special. Just treat me like you would treat anyone else, ok?"

Sakura nodded," If that's what you want."

Whipping out her camera at a neck breaking speed, Tomoyo pointed the lense at Sakura. "Do you mind if I tape you? You're so cute!"

Sweatdropping, Sakura nodded her consent. "So Sakura, tell me about yourself. Who's your father, mother, siblings, etc."

Sakura said," My father is Kinomoto Fujitaka (That name is so familiar thought Tomoyo) but my mother died when I was a young child. I have a brother who's in high school. His name is Kinomoto Touya."

Tomoyo sighed. ''I'm sorry about your mother Sakura. I've never had one of my family members die, so I can't say that I know how you feel. However, I can say that my father is the ambassador to Japan, and so I hardly ever get to see him because he spends all of his time there. It's not the same as losing someone though."

Sakura shook her head," Although he may not be dead, you never get to see him, so I guess that I could understand if you felt like you've lost him. But does he send your presents and come to visit-

"Hello class," began the teacher," it's time to begin. As you may know we have a new student today. Kinomoto Sakura. Please come up here and write your name on the board."

Sakura got up, took a piece of chalk and wrote her name. "Thank you Sakura. We welcome you to our class. Let's see, you can sit next to Tomoyo," he said, pointing to an empty desk. Sakura walked happily to her desk, glad that she would get to sit next to the nice girl.

"Now class," said the sensei," turn to page twenty-one in your grammar book." Looking under her desk, Sakura saw a stack of books. Glancing around at the others, she realized that each person had their own stack. How can the school afford these Sakura wondered. She was accustomed to sharing books with her classmates. Taking the right book, she opened it to the page. What a wonderful school she thought, as she fell asleep ^.^

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After school that day, Sakura walked home by herself. She was thinking about whether Kero-chan had stayed out of trouble when she heard someone call her.

"Hey Sakura! Is it ok if I walk with you?" asked Tomoyo.

"Sure," Sakura consented.

Tomoyo looked searchingly at Sakura. "You're last name is Kinomoto, right? Sakura nodded. Where have I heard that? "So, tell me about yourself. Where did you live before you moved here?" Although Sakura didn't know it, Tomoyo had turned her hidden V8 camera on her.

"Oh, somewhere," said Sakura evasively.

Tomoyo giggled." Well of course you lived somewhere, silly. I mean where."

Sakura looked at Tomoyo sadly. "I know what you meant, I just don't want to go into it right now. If that's fine with you," she added. I don't want to think about it…

"Oh Sakura! I'm so sorry. I didn't want to pressure you or anything," Tomoyo apologized kindly.

Sakura smiled." No, you didn't pressure me, but thanks for understanding. How do you like your life as a princess?"

Tomoyo noticed the abrupt change of topic but didn't comment on it. "Oh, it isn't as grand as you would think it is. I love my life, but I just feel terrible that there are those who can barely afford anything. Here I am, able to have anything that I want, when those people have to go hungry." She smiled sadly at Sakura. "Sometimes, it's not fair."

"But I've heard about you and your kingdom," said Sakura. "I've heard that you help out those in need."

Tomoyo nodded. "But no matter what I do, I'm powerless to stop all the evil that goes on in my kingdom. Just starting last week, did you know that people started disappearing?" Sakura shook her head.

"Well, I've started an investigation, to find out whether it was a kidnapping or a hit-and-run, but I've been stumped. Twenty people have gone missing in that same spot, and I don't know what it is that's causing it."

Sakura realized that the princess cared naught about royalty or riches like she thought princesses did, but cared about others. What a caring person. Thinking about Tomoyo's problem, Sakura though Could it perhaps be an evil force that is capturing people?

"Well, do you want to go to that location and find out who's causing it? I can help you,'' offered Sakura.

"That's a great idea!" exclaimed Tomoyo. "Now I can help those people and videotape you!"

"Hoe-eeeee…'' Sakura sweatdropped.

''I'll meet you here at eight o'clock. Is that a good time Sakura?"

Sakura nodded," See you then Tomoyo!"

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"Where are you going kaijou?" interrogated onii-chan suspiciously.

"Er…to meet my friend Tomoyo." That wasn't a complete lie; she was just omitting part of the truth.

Touya glared penetratingly at her. Then he turned around and went back in the house.

Sakura let go of her breath in relief. Making sure she had her Sakura key around her neck, she ran to meet Tomoyo.

Touya, looking out the window saw her go. You must be more careful Sakura he thought. I know that you're needed, but I wish that I could replace you in this task. It's far too dangerous. Look what happened when that gang attacked you. If it weren't for the brat…

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"Hey Sakura!" called Tomoyo, waving her arms.

"Hey Tomoyo." Sakura ran up to her. "So what's going to happen?"

"Well, according to some of my sources, there's usually a visitor around this time that disappears between 8-11 o'clock." Sakura waited for Tomoyo to continue, but she said no more.

"That's all that you know about it?" asked Sakura. Tomoyo nodded. "B-b-but Tomoyo, it could be anything! A g-g-host." Rows and rows of goosebumps began to sprout on her arms, covering her like ants over sugar.

Tomoyo giggled,"Oh Sakura, I'm sure that it's not a ghost because there's no such thing as a ghost! Now come on." Grabbing Sakura's arm, Tomoyo dragged her deeper into the forest.

Desperately hoping that Tomoyo was right, she followed closely behind her. There…ahead of me! Some kind of green light… Squinting, Sakura tried to see what was ahead of them. But, instead she sensed something. An evil force, that was growing quickly.

"Listen Tomoyo," said Sakura cautiously," I have to go somewhere really fast. I'll meet you here afterwards."

Tomoyo nodded cheerfully," That's fine. Take your time."

Running towards the light, Sakura was careful to make sure that she wasn't being followed. Reaching it, she realized that it wasn't a light, but a massive, dark green mass. Then, the strangest thing happened. It started to stand up, and it began to change its shape. It morphed into… a person.

So, that's what happened to those people thought Sakura. They were eaten by the voracious thing. I guess it's like the plasmodium in that it needs to eat things to move. She dodged as it leaped at her. But what to do… It's like a blob…could it be frozen?

Reaching for the key, which she quickly turned into the staff, she used the freeze card. "Freeze card, release! Freeze that blob!" When it was frozen, she quickly chanted," Dark force! I, Sakura, Card Mistress, command you to return to a new form! Sakura Card!"

The evil spirit collected itself in a Sakura card. It read as the Devourer. In addition to that, twenty people jumped out from the blob as it was imprisoned. These must be the 20 people that Tomoyo was talking about. Running to one person, she shook him, urging him to wake up. But he didn't move; it was as if he were dead. Trying to wake someone else, she got the safe result. It was time to try a different method.

"Water card, release! Shower these people with your power, and try to wake them up!" Sakura called. Sure enough, as soon as the card drenched everyone in water, they all woke up, complaining. It was time to leave. Sneaking through the back, Sakura searched for Tomoyo.

"Sppp! Sakura!" whispered a voice.

Looking for the person who said it, Sakura found Tomoyo.

"Congratulations Sakura!" applauded Tomoyo. "You were brilliant! And you're a hero! You saved all of those people. And best of all…I got it on tape!" Tomoyo was so happy that she abandoned her normally calm composure.

"Tomoyo, what did you see?," Sakura asked, with rising dread.

"Everything!" exclaimed Tomoyo. "But don't worry," Tomoyo comforted when she saw the yellow shade Sakura's face was turning," I won't tell anyone! And no one will see this tape, but me. I promise."

Sakura nodded, relieved. Although she knew that Kero-chan would be angry with her when he found out Tomoyo knew their secret, she trusted Tomoyo not to tell. Where was Kero-chan anyway? Uh oh!

"Um… Tomoyo, I have to go now. I'll see you in school tomorrow!" Sakura hurried away, hoping that Kero-chan didn't mess anything up at home.

To be continued…

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AN: Oh no! Sakura is trying to forget everything about her old life, and that includes Syaoran! Poor Syaoran ^.^

Sorry guys, (if anyone is reading) nothing really exciting happened in this chapter. But I'm still going through their childhood. They're only 7 now, after all. It'll get more interesting later, when they're older.

Poor Sakura, she doesn't know if Kero-chan did something naughty! Maybe he raided the refrigerator, or ate the floor, or broke down her door from a food craze… or burned down the house with the stove because he though food would magically appear! Sorry guys, you'll know what happened about the mischievous Kero-chan next chapter!

I hope that you enjoyed it! PLEASE REVIEW! It would mean a lot to me!