A/N: Hi! Lookies I finally updated. And why are you all so mean about the little lemon in the last chapter?! TT it was only a little flavored. So don't tsk tsk me. Keep reading, I don't plan anymore lemons, but hints of it so deal with it! Jared, this doesn't apply to you, since you didn't complain! n_n And to the others that didn't complain. Jared, I would have loved to have tasted that soup too...

~~Chapter 5~~

Syaoran woke up long before Sakura did. It was just after dawn. Sakura was curled up right next to him, a hand layed across his bare chest.

Last night...was..wonderful. he thought. A slight blush rose to his cheeks, but he supressed it.

He knew that last night might have gone too far, but he didn't care. Someone could actually touch him...and...do other things...with him. He sat up, taking care not to disturb Sakura.

Their clothes were strewn around the room, just thrown random places. Syaoran's shirt on the floor with Sakura's near the door, Syaoran's pants on a chair nearly across the room, same with his underwear...Sakura's bra next to the bed....

Syaoran leaned back. Life was so good right now...

"Ohayo gozaimasu, Syaoran-ae," Sakura murmured, using the Serainean honorific for Syaoran. He had been teaching her a little bit of the language over the course of a month, so she knew the honorifics.

"Quelni moria(good morning) Sakura-ae," Syaoran responded in Serainean. It was instinct, so Syaoran blushed when Sakura gaved him a confused look, she figured it out soon enough.

"That is a pretty way to say good morning," Sakura complimented, smiling. She snuggled close to Syaoran, putting an arm around his middle, sending the gentle coolness, shooting through Syaoran's skin.

I wish this could go on forever, Syaoran thought with contentment.

In the dark office of Aku, Kikuno was now cowering once again.

Kikuno shivered, at the silence. He did not want to go to the washing room again...never again.

"Kikuno, step into the light," Aku said finally, gesturing a dark hand to a spot of light in the middle of the room.

Kikuno did, but reluctantly.

Aku drew in a sharp gasp, and tried to hold off sick laughter that attempted to come through his mouth.

Kikuno's face and body was...deformed. The left side of his face was caved in horribly, his eye missing. The right side of his face was a mass of scab, the skin gone. He had this eye, but no lid covered it.

His arms were twisted, except for the left one. He was missing a leg, and his right one was considerably shorter. the hair on his head was gone as well.

"Kikuno, they escaped from the girl's house, and into Tokyo...this is a big set back, especially since it took so long to find out who that girl was, and where she lived. Most unfourtunate, don't you agree?" Aku stated nonchalantly.

Kikuno wimpered slightly.

Aku smiled to himself. He loved breaking these people's wills. Some broke so easily. That little prince would break too once he got his hands on the boy.

"Don't worry, Kikuno. I will not punish you. You were not in control of the troops that attacked the two children. I will have you new bodyparts built, and then I will give you even more power. Now, go. I will send the scientists to your chambers."

Kikuno limped from the room, whimpering every step of the way.

Aku smiled again, and turned to a black computer that sat upon his oak desk. Turning it on, he hit a few buttons.

The small light from the screen reflected in his eyes. Bright amber eyes were reflected. Those eyes were filled with an insane glee. It could also be seen that Aku had chesnut brown hair, that fell to his shoulders, and was done up in a small rat-tail at the nape of his neck. His skin was pale from being in the dark so long.

"Let's see where you are Syaoran-a," Aku murmured, hitting a few more buttons. "You can't run from me. We may not have gotten the transmitter in your head, my eyes can see you. My blood calls you. Syaoran-a...you will help me in a fight against Serai. Against your own kingdom. Our kingdom. Heh. I can get into your mind, for we are one...and the same. Syaoran-a, my twin brother."

Aku laughed outloud, as he concentrated, sending out a wake-up call to Syaoran.

Syaoran was up, and dressed, and ordering room service. Well actually, he had already ordered it, and it was here. So he was eating, while Sakura was getting dressed. (she had been taking a shower)

Syaoran was enjoying some of the earth food. The stuff that looked like white worms covered in red guts, called Spaghetti, was quite good.

He had picked up a peice of garlic bread, when it hit. The force of this vision, made him jerk forward, causing the silverware to clatter, and fall to the floor. He dropped the garlic bread too.

This vision hurt. His head.....pain egulfed him.

Then it stopped, Syaoran's eyes had dialated, and he was seeing something.

Sakura ran out and found him in this state.

"Syaoran? Daijoubu?!" Sakura shouted, shaking him. She got no response.

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Syaoran found himself in a dark room. There was a spot of light in the center. From what he could see, he was in an office.

"Tuy(hello), Syaoran-a."

Syaoran flinched slightly at the sound of a sudden voice. Soon, startlment was replaced with anger.

"Where am I?!" He shouted in Japanese, whipping his head around.

The person that spoke, sighed. "Fine, if you want to continue in this damned Earth language, we'll do that."

"Explain yourself," Syaoran demanded curtly.

A laugh came from the unknown source, echoing through the room eerily. "You always had a temper. Even when you were so young. Well, I'm not contacting you to reminise Syaoran-a. This is a 'wake-up' call about your situation. We're coming for you, and we will get you, and then you and I will be together again. This planet and our home world will be locked in war, and both worlds will be destroyed. You're gonna help me. See you soon Syaoran-a."

Syaoran shivered slightly at the proclamation from that unknown source. That shiver became a racking tremble as something burned into his right wrist.

As the world around him dissapated, Syaoran heard that voice say one last thing.

"You are branded. and I can find you anywhere."

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Syaoran jerked back into the real world quite suddenly. The first thing he saw was Sakura's worried face.

"Syaoran, what happened to you?" Sakura asked with worry.

Syaoran's wrist still burned.

"Nothing Sakura-ae..." he mumbled. Then, he looked at his wrist. Burnt into the flesh was a opaque cresent moon. That symbol seemed so familiar...from somewhere, but he couldn't quite place it.

Aku smirked and pushed a button on his intercom.

"I have located them. Send in the sorcerors. Kill the girl if you like, but leave the boy alive. I am very found of him. They are at the Ryoukuni Hotel, on the outskirts of Tokyo."

"Roger. They have already teleported to the place."

Aku continued to smirk. "Very soon, dear brother. Very soon."