Hey everyone! Here's the much-awaited chapter four! I know that you've all been dying to read it! Or if you haven't, you should've been! Anywho, I hope ya'll like this'n!

Disclaimer: I do not own certain magical attacks mentioned here. Konami holds those rights. I simply needed spells and effects for a certain sequence.

Chapter Four: Enlisting Aid

Past

"Sakura!" Syaoran yelled happily. A tear escaped his eye as he saw his lost love. They ran toward each other and she jumped into his arms.

"Syaoran! I missed you so much!" Sakura exclaimed, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Syaoran picked her up and spun her around in joy. "I missed you too," he told her gaily.

She giggled as she floated through the air. Syaoran slowed and placed her back on the ground. He now simply held her and when he looked down at her, she looked up at him.

"You're crying…" she said, noting his dampened eyes and cheeks.

"So are you…" he pointed out. He held her cheek in his hand and wiped away a tear with his thumb. He leaned down and closed his eyes as he captured her lips in a sweet kiss.

Suddenly, Syaoran felt a lot of heat. He jerked back from reflex. He opened his eyes just in time to see Sakura be surrounded by flames. Her eyes were wide, her face contorted in horror.

"Help Syaoran! HELP ME!" she screamed as loud as she could.

He reached out to her, tried to help her, but he couldn't move. He ordered his legs to move. He yelled, he screamed, and he pleaded them to move, but they did not. In seconds, Sakura was burned beyond recognition. Her charred body fell to the ground. Suddenly able to move again, Syaoran collapsed to his knees. He pounded the ground with his fists as he sobbed. He then thought that he heard a voice. He looked to Sakura's burned corpse and her mouth was moving! She was alive!

"What are you trying to say?" he asked her.

She mumbled and Syaoran repeated his question, moving his ear almost directly touching her blackened lips.

"…Why did you save me? I trusted you and you let me die…" was what she told him in a raspy voice.

Syaoran moved back in shock and went to argue. To tell her that he tried so hard to save her, but he couldn't move. But, before he could utter a word, Sakura's body collapsed into dust and soot and then her ashes quickly blew away. Syaoran began to cry again, sobbing loudly. He listened to the cold wind that had blown his love's remains away. It seemed to say something to him…

"You let her die…" it said, "You let her die when you could have saved her…" the wind hissed at him angrily.

Syaoran sat bolt upright in his bed. Sweat poured down his entire bed and his breathing was heavy and erratic. He glanced about feverishly, not understanding what was going on. Soon, a young lady entered his room with a concerned look on her face. She had long black hair and a colorful kimono wrapped around her.

"What's wrong?" she asked, knelling beside him.

"Nightmare," he said simply, beginning to get his breath under control.

"Are you alright now?" she asked him.

Syaoran swallowed the bitter taste in his mouth and said, "Yeah, I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, thank you."

"Breakfast will be ready in an hour. Your clothes are in the corner."

Syaoran glanced at them and noticed something odd. "How'd you get the blood stains out?"

"Oh, us demon exterminators have little tricks like that," the woman said before leaving.

"Demon exterminators?" he asked himself, then moved to dress.

Syaoran emerged from the makeshift tent to see something he didn't expect. He saw a blanket spread out over the ground and a cooler full of cans of soda and ice. He then saw the girl that had attended to him an hour earlier. Next to her, he saw a charming young lady in a green high school uniform. On the other side of her, he spotted a monk in blue robes with prayer beads oddly encircling his right forearm. A small fox demon sat near them. Kero was next to this fox and Yukito was having a pleasant conversation with the demon exterminator.

"He's awake," called a voice from above. Syaoran looked up to see a boy with long white hair and red fighting clothes. A sword was attached to his left hip as well.

"Good morning Syaoran!" Yukito chirped as he noticed him.

"Yukito-san, who are these people?" Syaoran asked.

"Feh, you'd think that he'd remember his saviors…" the boy in the try said sarcastically.

"Inu-Yasha, sit," the girl in the uniform told him. Suddenly, the beads around Inu-Yasha's neck began to glow and he was slammed into the branch he was sitting on by an unseen force.

"Gah! Wench! What was that for!" he demanded.

"For being mean to our guest," she replied matter-of-factly.

Inu-Yasha growled at her, but remained silent.

"Hold it!" Syaoran yelled.

Everyone looked at him questioningly.

"I saw a flash of light and I woke up here to find myself in the company of two women, two men, and a boy. Two of which are demons (he must noticed Inu-Yasha's claws), one's a demon exterminator, and the fourth is a schoolgirl from my time. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!?!?!"

Yukito smiled at him nervously before speaking, "These people saved us."

"Who are they?" Syaoran asked, still frustrated.

Kero indicated everyone in turn as he named them off, "The monk is called Miroku, the girl in the colorful kimono is Sango the demon exterminator, the girl in the uniform is Kagome, the fox demon is Shippou, and the unpleasant fellow in the tree is Inu-Yasha."

"These are the people we've been looking for," Yukito assured him.

Syaoran cautiously sat between Kagome and Sango and reached for a dish of fired rice and eggs. He ate hungrily and quickly.

"What drinks do you have?" Syaoran asked Kagome.

"Oh, it's a canned liquid called soda or coke," she explained to him as if he were from this time period.

Syaoran gave her an odd look and turned to Yukito for help.

"Oh, let's see, we have: 7-Up, Sprite, Cherry Coke, and one coffee that's still hot," Yukito told him.

"I'll have the coffee then. I need caffeine," he said drowsily as he took the can from Yukito. He handled the hot can carefully and expertly opened the tab before taking a few sips.

"How did you know about…?" Kagome trailed off disbelievingly.

"Oh, sorry, I'm Li Syaoran of the Li clan in China. I was, or will be, born in the year 1982," Syaoran stated then took another sip of his coffee.

"You're from my time? How did you get here?" Kagome asked him.

"We were going to ask you the same thing," Kero said.

"She got here by way of the Bone Eater's well, a magical gateway that allows a holder of a Shikon shard to travel through time," Miroku piped up.

"Now it's your turn," Inu-Yasha said, jumping down from the tree.

"We got here by way of The Return, a magical card created by Clow Reed and transformed by Kinomoto Sakura, and an ancient tree in out time," Syaoran explained.

"Ok, now why have you needed to seek us out?" Sango asked.

"Clow-sama fell ill and we traveled back in time to save him. In the process of healing him, a woman appeared and grabbed Sakura, and then they both disappeared. She's bee kidnapped and Clow said that you might help us rescue her," Syaoran told them.

"Feh, why would we help humans like you?" Inu-Yasha asked with distaste.

Yukito stood and transformed into Yue and told him, "Because you owe Clow Reed a favor, or did you forget how he saved your life?"

Inu-Yasha's Flashback

"Sankon Tetsusou!" Inu-Yasha yelled, slicing an attacking wolf demon in two. For each one he killed, it seemed as if another two jumped on his back to rip at his spine.

"Get off of me!" he yelled as he tossed them off and tried to rip apart another one.

He was taking out several of them, but there were dozens more that he couldn't handle. They all lunged onto him and began to rip him apart.

"KIKYO!" he called his love for help. That beautiful miko would be able to lend aid.

"Firey!" he heard a voice call. Suddenly, he was surrounded by flame and many of the wolves disintegrated. The rest were burned badly, but ran off. Inu-Yasha turned to see his love, his beautiful Kikyo that had saved his life, but she was not there. Instead, there stood a man with a long blue robe and a staff with a sun on the end.

"Who are you?" Inu-Yasha asked him.

"I'm Clow Reed," he said.

"Don't think I owe you anything!" Inu-Yasha yelled at him.

"Don't worry, you'll help me when I have need of it…" he said, and then he disappeared.

Inu-Yasha was left staring at air and wondered if it had happened at all. If it had, how did that mage know that his clothes were made from the skin of a Fire Rat, and therefore fireproof?

End Flashback

"You'll have to do better than that! I'd save a life or fight a battle, but rescuer is not my thing!" Inu-Yasha said, turning his back.

"What about our five shards of the Shikon jewel? Yukito asked.

"You have shards of the sacred jewel?" Miroku asked.

"Hai, and they're all yours if you help us," Kero said.

"Alright, we'll do it!" Kagome chirped.

"No, we're not…" Inu-Yasha began.

"Sit!" Kagome cut him off and his head slammed into the ground.

"I believe your choice in this matter is limited," Miroku commented, standing up and beginning to pack away what was left of breakfast.

"Well then, let us be on our way," Sango told them. She slung her Hiraikotsu over her shoulder and began to walk away.

"Wait! How do you plan on finding this girl anyway?" Inu-Yasha pointed out.

"Um, we don't know…" Yukito said sadly.

"Humans… Here, do you have something of hers? Something with her scent on it?" Inu-Yasha demanded.

"Hai…" Li said, handing him a scarf that was almost drenched in her perfume. He kept it in secret so that he could smell her sweet scent whenever he felt alone.

Inu-Yasha snatched it from Syaoran's hand and began to sniff it. Syaoran was about to protest when Inu-Yasha suddenly stiffened and fell over. Hs eyes were swirling and he looked drunk.

Shippou took a sniff and said, "The smell is too strong, and it knocked him out!"

"Just like that ink we fought against a long time ago…" Kagome recollected.

"Ink?" Sango asked?

"Happened a long time ago," Miroku began, "A human was using a Shikon shard to bring ink drawings to life and terrorize villagers."

"I guess he won't be much help then," Kero said, hovering over the incapacitated demon and poking him occasionally.

"We know that Sakura is being kept in a location protected against magic, as we can't find it. Can that help?" Yukito asked.

Miroku was sitting and seemed to be praying with his eyes closed when he spoke, "Do you think that it's an energy field?"

"Could be…" Yukito said, not know where he was going.

"Well, surely the energy barrier itself would have its own aura to exude…" Miroku continued.

"So we look for energy fields?" Yukito asked rhetorically.

"Worth a try…" Syaoran said, pulling out his Lasin Board.

He soon completed his chant and his board leapt to life, pointing in three different directions at once.

"Well, it's a start, I guess," Kagome stated.

"We should depart as soon as Inu-Yasha regains consciousness," Sango stated.

"I need to run a few errands, I'll be back in a little while," Kagome said, getting on her bike to leave.

"Wait!" Syaoran called.

"What is it?" asked a confused Kagome.

"You mind if we go with you? We've been trapped here for weeks and I'm sure that our friends are worried."

"Oh, of course!"

The guardians assumed their true forms and Syaoran rode Cerberus and Yue flew while Kagome took her bike. Once they made it to the well, Kagome made sure that each of them had a jewel shard and they soon stepped into the well, and vanished.

Present, Higurashi Shrine

"Nakuru, why are we out here?" Tomoyo said, shivering.

"I saw a girl enter a shack and she disappeared. Even if it's nothing, it'll distract me from the problems at home," Nakuru said the last sadly.

"At least we could have worn some baggier, warmer, and less… uh, skanky," Tomoyo pointed out.

Nakuru suppressed a chuckle as she looked at her friend. Tomoyo was decked out in black leather of a tight variety. It was almost like a full cat suit, as it covered every inch of her body, save her face, with tight leather. Of course, its tightness wasn't helping with the unseasonably cold weather.

"Oh, buck up! At least you're fully covered!" Nakuru laughed out. She was wearing tight, dark red pleather pants with a black vinyl halter-top, showing off a generous amount of midriff. Her pleather gloves worked the lock carefully.

"How much longer?"

"Almost… Got it!" Nakuru announced happy as she removed the picked lock from the hasp and opened the front gates. The two proceeded silently, their dark clothing providing maximum protection on the moonless night. Akizuki-san quietly stepped over to the shed with Tomoyo in tow. Soon, they gained entrance.

"What are we looking for?" Tomoyo asked, reading the prayers hanging from the ceilings and walls.

"Anything out of the ordinary…" Nakuru trailed off.

"What is out of the ordinary for us?"

Nakuru stopped as she pondered for a moment, finally saying, "Ok then, look for stuff that would be completely normal for us."

Tomoyo giggled as she continued her survey.

"Ah, this is interesting," Nakuru stated.

"Oh?"

"Yeah, this is a Bone Eater's well."

"And that would be…?"

"Back in ancient times, demon remains were stored in these wells and charms protected it from demons resurrecting from the bone stored here."

"Funny myths we had."

"Like winged people who shoot crystals, or large animals with wings, or cards that control the power of the elements?"

"Oh, good point."

"Do you feel something?"

"Like what?"

Suddenly, the well began to glow with a mysterious light. Nakuru and Tomoyo moved to the edge of the well to see what was going on. Suddenly, Kero, Yue, Syaoran, and some girl popped out of the well! Li happened to land on Nakuru. Yue and Kero landed on their feet, as did the girl.

"I didn't know you felt this way, Li," Nakuru commented jokingly.

Syaoran gave her a confused look until he released what she meant. He happened to land on top of her, straddling her waist. Out of reflex, he had a hand on her left breast to steady himself and his face happened to be perched an inch above hers.

As soon as he realized his position, he leapt off of her and backed away, falling down and sliding along the stone floor. Everyone except for Yue nearly collapsed in laughter as Syaoran tried to apologize and help her up. Even Yue cracked a smile.

"So," this new girl asked Nakuru and Tomoyo cautiously, "Who are you and what are you doing in my shrine?"

"Kagome?" Tomoyo asked.

"Yeah!" she replied.

"How's your arthritis?" Nakuru asked, concerned.

"GRANDPA!!!!"

Slaves' Training Room

Sakura was standing in the center of darkness. The black void surrounded her. She stood nude, but defiant and strong. She would resist any attack on her with her very life. She watched the shadow slowly circling her, waiting for it to make its move.

"You are now my slave. I will refer to as Slave and you are to be known henceforth only as Slave," the shadow stated.

"No! I am Kinomoto Sakura!" she called out defiantly.

Suddenly, she screamed as the pink collar around her neck began to seethe with electricity. Sakura writhed and pulled at the collar, but it stayed fast. She dropped to her knees and breathed heavily as the waves of pain left her thin body. She then stood slowly and regained her position. If anything, she seemed to stand taller than before.

"What is your name?" the shadow asked.

"Kinomoto…" Sakura had no chance to finish as another wave of energy coursed through her body. This time, the collar remained in the same position in midair, not allowing her to collapse or relax her posture.

"Your name?" the shadow asked again.

"Sakura! The Card Mistress!" she yelled at him angrily.

Once more, pain and energy cycled through her body. This blast was more intense, and danced over every part of her body, inside and out. Her collar threw her to the ground and forced her into a kneeling position. As the pain continued to electrify her body, the band around her neck tightened, tightened, tightened. She could scarcely breathe.

"Now, I shall only ask you once more. What is your name?" the shadow asked, leaning in. He slowly clenched his fist and the collar tightened slightly more. A twitch and her throat would collapse and she would die a slow, painful death.

"I am…" she began.

"Yes?"

"I am a slave."

"Whose slave?"

"I am the slave of Master Kiyoshi, your slave," Sakura admitted, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"And who will save you?"

"No one…"

"See that wasn't THAT hard. Now was it?" Kiyoshi said. He released his magical hold on her and she collapsed onto her side. She was breathing heavily, exhausted.

Kiyoshi moved in close and took her in his arms and held her. An odd warmness spread over Sakura's body. She felt love, confidence, she felt as if she were wanted and needed.

"Shhhh, shhhhh, quiet my slave. I'm sorry, but it's the only way you'll learn," Kiyoshi whispered warmly in her ear.

"It's my fault, master, not yours," she said, giving in to his will.

He smiled and the warmness and Sakura felt expanded. She felt total contentment now.

"Just be well, my slave," he said, exerting more control over her already fragile psyche.

"May I sleep with you tonight?" she asked.

"No, you have more nights yet in your sleeping place."

"Yes master…"

Kiyoshi picked her up like a child and took a short walk through his castle. He soon came to a simple door that led to a not-so-simple room. Kiyoshi looked down upon the girl's beauty, and let her float into this room. She whimpered from the loss, but almost screamed from the room in which she was placed.

She transitioned into a magical room. It was complete darkness that was blindingly bright. It was deafeningly silent. It was painfully senseless. Nothing existed in the cluttered chaos of the room. She curled into a fetal position and cried silently. She heard taunting and jeering in the quiet. She saw glares in the serene darkness. She couldn't get away from the nothingness that chased her.

"You're stupid!" called her best friend.

"You're an embarrassment!" called a long lost mother.

"You don't deserve my honorable name!" jeered a sick father.

"I should never have entrusted you with my cards, you weak fool!" a boy with glasses yelled angrily, betraying his mysterious smirk.

"I don't love you…" a soft voice said.

"But Syaoran!" Sakura yelled back at the faint voice.

"Sakura, I've never loved you. I never could. I've just been waiting for you to die, so that my family can take the cards back," that voice said again, but with distaste.

"No! I love you!" Sakura cried back, tears flowing freely.

"I HATE YOU!" the image of Syaoran began to yell over and over again. With each rendition, the words were stronger, more hateful.

Then, Sakura felt a sudden warmness. She felt warm arms encircle her waist and comfort her.

"Sakura, I will never leave you…" a voice whispered in her ear.

"I love you, Kiyoshi-sama…" Sakura whispered back as she drifted into a deep sleep.

"Well, that takes care of her for the night," Kiyoshi said to himself as he went to an identical door down the corridor. He opened it and reached in, grasping an arm. From the darkness, a beautiful girl emerged. She fell out of the darkness and clung to Kiyoshi tightly.

"I missed you so much!" Amaya told him.

"I'm so sorry for leaving you in there like that. She took longer than expected," Kiyoshi explained as he held her tightly. A single tear rolled down his face as he realized the horror that he'd just put his love through.

"Promise me you'll never do it again," Amaya begged, still frightened.

"I promise, I promise," he told her as he held her even tighter.

She leaned up and kissed him softly. He held her close and deepened the kiss, tasting her sweetness. It pained to be apart from her for even five hours.

"Let's just go and rest," he said, pulling away slightly.

"Okay," Amaya said softly, leaning on him as they walked.

Once they arrived at the bedchambers, Amaya climbed into bed and Kiyoshi right behind her. Kiyoshi pressed himself up against her and wrapped an arm around her slender waist.

He moved her luxurious hair aside and whispered, "I love you."

"I love you, too," was her soft reply.

She felt great warmness come over her, but it was not magical. Or at least, it was not magic from Kiyoshi. It was the magic of her heart, for she truly loved that man. She slowly drifted off to sleep with a smile upon her face.

Amaya's Dream

"No! I shall not be held prisoner here!" Amaya screamed at Kiyoshi.

"You're still weak! Please, just another three days!" he pleaded with her.

"No! Now remove the binding from this door!"

"If you so wish…" Kiyoshi conceded sadly and waved his hand. The door instantly opened wide.

"Thank you for you help, now goodbye!" she called back as she ran out.

She ran for sometime, her vampire body never tiring. She happened upon the same part of town in which she was attacked. She glanced around wearily, trying to avoid a confrontation, but found no one. She began to walk toward her own estate toward the center of town.

"Hey! We ate you, didn't we?" a male voice said from nowhere.

"Yeah, she had a sweet taste to her. I can still feel in on the tip of my tongue," another said in another direction.

"I drained her almost dry, how did she live?" yet another voice inquired rhetorically from a new direction.

It would seem that she was surrounded. From the shadows, three men stepped forward. All of them were disheveled and dirty. They all also shared one other common trait, they all had fangs.

"You…" Amaya said with a mix of fear and disgust.

"Yeah, us… Your worst nightmare," a fourth said, appearing behind her.

"You seem to have lived," one said, then sniffed the air. "And what's more, you've been turned. Interesting…"

"It is none of your concern!" she snapped at him.

"I like 'em feisty," another vampire said, grabbing her breast from behind.

Fear plus anger plus vampire strength equaled a vampire partially embedded in a brick wall before losing consciousness.

"HAH! Nice show, you should charge admission," the one that seemed to be their leader said with a smirk on his face.

"Too bad you can't kill him…" another one joked.

"If you wish…" she said. Suddenly, a blast of energy left her body and entered the sleeping vampire. He instantly turned to dust.

Another man that she'd not noticed stepped forward. He wore a long violet robe and seemed to be a mage of some sort.

"She has a soul! Back away!" the new one called.

"Oh great, now I have to fight vampires AND a dark mage?" Amaya whined to herself.

"Yes, you do!" the mage said as he began to chant. Soon, he lifted his staff and the vampires all began to glow with a dark light.

Amaya tried to use her soul attack again, but it had no effect. They were impervious to her light magic.

All of the vampires took this as open season on humans and attacked all at once. They ripped at her clothes and body. They violated her and demeaned her. But instead of killing her, they kept her alive and brought her to an abandoned theatre.

Abandoned Theatre

"W-what are you going to do to me?" Amaya asked shakily. She was badly bruised and beaten. Both legs were broken. Her right arm had a compound fracture and her left shoulder was dislocated. Nearly all of her ribs were cracked or broken. Simply put, she wished she weren't a vampire so that she could just die and not feel the pain any longer.

"Now, what shall we do with her?" one asked.

"I want to keep her! I've always wanted a pet," another pointed out.

"No, she shall be my sex slave. Don't worry, I'll share…" the leader declared.

"And as long as I'm around," the dark mage said, "she will pose no threat."

"You know," a voice suddenly rang in the air, "There is one thing that can beat a dark mage and kill his vampire friends."

"Oh? What's that? Rays of sunshine?" the mage laughed out.

A man dropped down from nowhere and stood between them and Amaya. He wore a long white robe and held a silver staff. His outfit was nearly the same as the dark mage's, except it was done in whites and silvers.

"A light mage!" Kiyoshi declared.

And dark mage leapt up and raised his staff, but it was too late.

"I call upon the power of the Spellbinding Circle!" Kiyoshi called and a magical seal appeared around the dark mage and he became unable to move. Kiyoshi then waved his staff and the dark mage was no more. He then cast another magical spell, "I summon the Swords of Revealing Light!" A number of swords made of light descended and encircled the vampires; the great brightness caused them to each burst into flames before perishing.

"Why did you save me?" Amaya asked weakly as Kiyoshi worked to free her.

"Well, um…"

"Yes?"

"You see, I-I…"

"Please…"

"I love you…"

Fin Chapter Four: Enlisting Aid

That's all he wrote… on this chapter anyway. As always, please review and stay tuned for the next chapter. I'm going to have lots of free time, so it shouldn't take more than a week. But as always, no promises! Please review! Sayonara!