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Authors notes: Ok let me just explain how I am going to use the names in this story. In Japan Sakura was known as obviously Sakura Kimonoto. Than when she and Syaoran got married she became Sakura Li. When the "accident" occurred and she moved to New York she could no longer hold onto that name. She felt wrong about going back to kimonoto so she changed it completely. Now don't kill me here because I really don't like the American version of CardCaptor Sakura. But I'm going to have her be Sakura Avalon in New York. Ok now to deal with Syaoran. Dam he has so many versions to his name. Well to Sakura he is known as Syaoran. Than in china with his "family" he is known as Xiao Lang. When he moves to New York he decides to change his name (for reasons that will be explained) to Shaoran (if I spelt that wrong let me know and I'll change it.) Ok well sorry for all this confusion and I hope that clears everything up.

"... See there's this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It's the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me."

~Gretchen Kemp~

"Sakura please I'm sorry." Tomoyo apologized trying to catch up to Sakura's retreating form. Sakura stopped knowing Tomoyo wouldn't just leave her alone until they made things right between them. She had been lucky enough to avoid her most of the day. Thanks to the millions of demanding customers. She was thankful for the lack of uncomfortable conversation she didn't have to keep up. Sakura sighed deeply a chill running up her back. She glanced upwards looking at the dark rain clouds. They produced gallows of heavy rain. The droplets stung slightly as they hit Sakura's delicate skin. Only idiots would be outside in this type of weather. Sakura's wet hair clung limply to her face while her cloths molded her underweight body. Tomoyo jumped as lightening lit up the sky followed by a huge blast of thunder. "Lets go inside." Tomoyo stated grabbing her friend's wrist and pulling her into the nearest coffee shop. Tomoyo continued to drag her friend tell they got to a booth. Sakura sat down hesitantly wishing to dash out the door. She knew this would probably end up in another fight and she was really too tired for this. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt anybody especially Tomoyo. No one seem to get the hint, all she wanted was to be left alone. The silence was deafening to Tomoyo but she didn't know how to break the ice.

"I'm really sorry. I know it's a hard topic…. I just worry about you." Tomoyo again apologized holding back some tears. She hated being in fights, which seemed to happen more and more often. Sakura sighed inwardly and gave her friend a gentle half smile. It was a forced one not like the smiles that had once lit up the whole world. Despite that fact Tomoyo felt relieved to see it there. Even if it were only so she would calm down.

"Don't worry Tomoyo I'm not mad at you……. And I'm sorry for snapping at you. Lets just forget this day ever happen." Sakura replied reassuring that she wasn't mad. She nodded in return not sure if she should ask this next question. It would possible lead to another fight but she needed to ask it.

"Sakura-chan if I ask you a question do you promise not to get mad?" Tomoyo asked hesitantly.

"It depends on the question Tomoyo….." Sakura replied all she wanted to do at the moment was go home and fall onto her bed. She really didn't want sleep to overcome her the dreams would just taunt her more. Making her even more tired than she was now. Though she wasn't even sure that was possible.

"Please just hear me out…. Don't just say no at least consider it….." Tomoyo started suddenly losing the courage to continue.

"Well…" Sakura urged knowing she wasn't going to like this, but it was better to get it over with.

"Well Sakura……. Kero-chan really really misses you…….. I know you are trying to protect him but really you are hurting him more……. Would you just consider letting him live with you again?" Tomoyo asked her voice barely audible. Kero was now living with her an absolutely miserable. He hadn't exactly asked Tomoyo to talk to Sakura for him, but she knew he wanted to be with the clow mistress. He just was to hurt to ask… he didn't want to be an inconvience. Sakura sighed deeply. They just didn't seem to understand. Anybody who lived with her had gotten themselves killed. She was trying to protect Kero…… and she guessed herself. She didn't want to become attached to anybody else. Whenever she did it always ended up in pain. So she had pushed both Kero and Tomoyo as far away from her as possible. Despite that Tomoyo had refused to back down on their friendship. There wasn't much Sakura could really do. "Please will you just consider it…. He misses you so much." Tomoyo begged. Sakura nodded in return. She would truly think about it. Despite everything she missed the little ball of fluff just as much as he probably missed her. Perhaps she could get up the courage to let him back into her life. Tomoyo smiled grateful that her friend hadn't just blown her off. She knew that Sakura didn't mean to hurt herself or Kero but she did anyways. Every single time she tried to put distance between them it hurt like a million knives piercing the heart. Although Tomoyo wasn't sure she could really blame Sakura. She had been through so much pain, Tomoyo didn't know how herself would react to everything if she were in her shoes.

"Hey Sakura let me treat you to dinner please?" Tomoyo requested looking over Sakura's slim form. She knew her friend was deadly tired and would never make herself a healthy meal.

"No thanks Tomoyo I'm really tired…… I'll just eat at home." Sakura replied pulling on her coat.

"No you won't you'll go home and eat nothing just like every other night. Look at yourself your so thin!" Tomoyo exclaimed letting her frustration get the better of her. Sakura let it go though not wanting to upset her friend again. Tomoyo always meant well.

"I promise to eat something ok……." Sakura answered reassuringly.

"Promise?" Tomoyo asked in defeat.

"Yes. See you tomorrow." And with that Sakura ran across the street. She was glad she was close to home. The storm had gotten considerable worse since she had been out before. She fumbled with her keys finally getting it into the lock of her apartment. She hastily walked in closing the door behind her. Sighing she flapped down on to the couch exhaustingly. Her eyes instantly closed begging for sleep to overcome her. But the sound of her stomach growling wouldn't allow it.

"I guess I should eat something…." Sakura stated trying to gather the energy to get up. She walked over to the cabinets in search of some food. Unfortunately for her she had neglected to go grocery shopping in how long she didn't remember. She was always too tired or busy. Nothing but spider webs and a few old snacks lined her cabinets. Deciding she didn't want to break her promise to Tomoyo she grabbed a fruit bar and took a few nibbles out of it. Surprisingly it wasn't to bad considering it was probably a few months old. But than again anything would have been good at this point and time. Sakura shivered realizing she was still in wet cloths. She walked into her bedroom and searched her draws for something comfortable to wear. She pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a green t-shirt. She stared at the cloths letting a few tears escaped her eyes. It wasn't hers….. How long had it been there? She thought she had put what little she had of his away. She sniffled into the shirt pulling it closer to her. His scent was still on it after all that time. She closed her eyes trying to fight the tears. Past events invaded her mind bringing her into the past.

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Syaoran sighed deeply as urgent knocking was heard from the other side of the door. He hadn't been expecting anyone. Probably just some sales person…. Although they would be pretty stupid to be out in this weather. Syaoran glanced out the window. It was raining like there was no tomorrow. Thunder and lightening cascading the darkening sky. More knocking brought him out of his thoughts. He quickly opened the door to find a soggy Sakura on the other side. They stayed that way staring at each other for a good five minutes. Even in her drenched form she looked more stunning than ever. Syaoran was kind of surprised to see his girlfriend infront of him. Although he really didn't know why it shocked him anymore. She seemed to be at his apartment more than anyplace else. Not that he minded mind you. No spending time with her was what he lived for each day. He couldn't think of getting threw a day without her by his side. That would just be complete torture.

"So are you going to make me stand her all soaken wet all night?" Sakura asked jokingly.

"Hmmm if I let you in my girlfriend might get jealous." He replied in the same jokingly tone.

"Hmmm your right I wouldn't want to put you in that kind of position." Sakura replied shivering a bit from the coldness of the hall wall. She turned around in a movement that said she was leaving. Syaoran laughed slightly sliding his arms around her waist. He brought her back towards him pulling her body against his chest. They molded together perfectly as if they where made for each other. Like they where two pieces of a whole that needed each other to exists, which Syaoran completely believed this theory. Her soft slickly skin felt cold against his, obviously from being out in the rain. He ran his hands up and down her arms in an attempt to warm them. She shuttered at the pure joy of his touch.

"Glad I know I can trust you so much… Just pulling a random girl into your arms." She murmured sarcastically.

"Well your no random girl now are you my Ying Fa." Syaoran stated pulling his cherry blossom in his apartment and shutting the door behind them. The warmth of his apartment surrounded Sakura instantly comforting her. She loved it here more than any other place on earth. His magical scent was all over the place. It filled her senses sending a feeling of pure contentment in her. She suddenly was pulled out of her thoughts his soft lips gracing her ear. Shivers of joy ran up and down her spine.

"Aishiteru my little wolf." Sakura whispered running her hands threw his hair. She loved the feel of his soft silky hair. She could never get enough of him.

"Aishiteru my cherry blossom." He whispered back claiming her lips as his. Syaoran ran his hands along the smooth skin of her lower back as she deepened the kiss. Suddenly the two lost balance falling onto the couch. Sakura giggle as she landed on her love. He grunted in mock pain pulling her closer to him. "Your all wet…." Syaoran stated pulling back a little from Sakura. His cloths where now almost as wet as hers. In the heat of the moment he had completely forgotten she had just come from a thunderstorm.

"Hmph thanks for reminding me I had forgotten with the your warmth." She giggled nuzzling his nose with hers. He wiggled out from underneath her getting up from the couch. Before he could make it she grabbed his wrist pulling him back. She wrapped her arms tightly around him clearly stated she did not want him to move.

"So what you want to sit here soaked all night?" He questioned raising an eyebrow.

"No I suppose not…. But you're so warm." She sighed burying her head in the croak of his neck. Her lips sought out his skin making goosebumps appear on him. He kissed the top of her head tangling his fingers threw her soft hair.

"You'll catch a cold if you stay in those cloths… I'll get us some dry ones than we can continue." With that he successfully pulled away from her. Sakura wrapped her own arms around her body it was cold without him to warm her. After a few minutes of going threw his draws Syaoran came up with a green shirt and sweatpants for his Sakura. These where once his, but Sakura had claimed them as her own. He didn't mind though she looked adorable in the overgrown t-shirt.

"Here put these on." Sakura smiled at the cloths he handed her. She loved these more than anything she owned herself. "Need any help?" Syaoran asked as Sakura got up and headed for the bathroom.

"You wish little wolf you wish." With that the two got changed. In different rooms of course, much to Syaoran's dismay.

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Sakura no longer tried to push back the tears that came to her. That night had been nothing but pure magic. She often wondered if she was perhaps greedy. There had been many magical moments such as these. Was it wrong for not wanting it to end? For wanting more? She let her tears trickle down her pale cheeks without protest. She no longer had the strength to even change out of her wet cloths. So she just curled up pulling her knees close to her chest. Her head buried into the shirt trying to get as much of the scent as possible.

"Aishiteru Syaoran…. Always."

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Xiao Lang let the suitcases in his hands drop to the floor. They where extremely heavy especially after an hour of trying to find a place to stay. His arms felt like falling off from carrying them for so long. Despite the largeness of New York he had had a hell of a time trying to find a vacant hotel. He hadn't had time to search for apartments before he left Hong Kong. So he planed on living in a hotel until he found a place. Money wasn't too much of a problem; he had taken his share of the money. Which he could probably live on tell he died. It was only a pin drop in the Li-Clan account they wouldn't miss it. He would live off of it tell he got his job going than he'd only use it for emergencies. Xiao Lang didn't want to live off anybody else.

Xiao Lang shivered his wet cloths clinging to his body. New York was an extremely cold place. It was near December and absolutely freezing out. When he arrived it had been down poring. He knew it would only be a few days before the first sight of snow. It would take a while to get use to this place. He was glad he knew how to speak English, this would obvious help him out a lot. Xiao Lang sat down on the couch heavily. His trip had been extremely tiring he knew he must look really awful. He closed his eyes in an attempt to clear his vision. His eyes just kept blurring obviously demanding sleep. Suddenly his senses where filled with a strong sensation. It was different from anything he had felt before but also felt familiar. Like he should know what it was but didn't. Whatever this feeling was it felt good, it wrapped itself around him soothing his senses. He knew that moving here was the right course of action. A huge yawn escaped his lips as the feeling suppressed itself. He decided that he needed to get some rest. He had a big day tomorrow and he wanted to make a good impression.

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Xiao Lang woke up the next morning to an alarm clock. After a few minutes of the annoying ringing he finally got enough strength to shut the dam thing off. He rubbed his eyes seeing it was around 5:00am. He had to get up now if he wanted to make it on time to work. Xiao Lang got up and headed into the bathroom. After an hour Xiao Lang was finally ready. He waved down a cab and told the guy the directions. Within a half hour he reached his destination. Xiao Lang stared at the paper in his hand. It told him to meet up with a doctor Thomson.

"Easier said than done." He muttered walking around the busy hospital completely lost. He once again glanced down at the paper that told him where to report.

"Why is everything so confusing?" He questioned to no one in particular. Suddenly he collided into something hard, and fell to the cold hard floor. After a moment of being stun he saw a person to his side obviously the thing he had knocked into. He appeared to be a doctor with his white coat and about a million patient files. He had blonde hair obviously bleached that was spiked upwards strangely. He seemed to be maybe a year or two older than Xiao Lang.

"I'm sorry here let me help you." Xiao Lang stated starting to pick up the papers that the man had dropped. The doctor seemed to notice him for the first time. He gasped in shock dropping the rest of his folders. Xiao Lang eyed him trying to decide what had made him react that way. The doctor couldn't move shock overcoming his limps. He felt faint as his mind clouded

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"I can't believe I'm hearing this? You want me to tell a woman who was just in a terrible accident… that possible will never be able to walk again…. You want me to tell her that her husbands dead? When he is alive and will be fine in a matter of weeks!" The doctor asked in shock at what the woman was asking him to do.

"Xiao Lang is needed at home but he'll never leave with his thought corrupted by that girl. I have been waiting a long time for something like this to happen. This is the perfect time to bring him back." Li-san explained as if she where talking to a child.

"I won't do it! What made you even think I would consider it. I could never tell that girl that her husband is dead. I would never be able to live with myself. She has suffered so much its obvious that the two love each other. Perhaps you should think about what your son wants. He obviously doesn't want to return home. You can't force him." The doctor replied back trying to reason with the woman.

"I will do whatever I want……." Li-san answered simply pausing before going on, "Do you like your job doctor?" She questioned. The man's heart started to ach. He knew this woman had a lot of power just how much he was unsure of.

"Of course I do!" He replied dreading at what she was hinting at.

"Well if that is so than I suggest you do what I ask. If not I will make sure you are fired and NEVER hired in another hospital. I am a very powerful woman I can make your life miserable. I would think you'd rather have me as an ally rather than an enemy." Li-san stated using her position to its fullest power. The man gritted his teeth clutching his fist tightly. He cursed mentally as blood seeped from his hands. "Do we have an understanding?" Li-san asked smiling inwardly in victory. She knew she had him right where she wanted him. After a few moments of unbearable silence the doctor nodded his head gravely. He loved his job more than anything, infact his job was his whole life. He had no doubt that Li-san could do what she claimed. If he lost this job he would have nothing. Li-san nodded a small smile playing her lips.

"I will gather up my son and bring him back home….. Take care of things here."

"You know his amnesia is only temporary. That I am almost certain of. One of these days he is going to wake up and realize what he had. Than whatever love he had for you would disappear. Whatever hope of him staying at his "home" would be gone. I think in the long run you are just making it worse for yourself." The doctor warned.

"Don't worry I will deal with his amnesia I have something that will help me there. Thank you for your concern anyways." With that Li-san left. The man sighed heavily trying to prepare himself for what he had to do.

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"Are you ok?" Xiao Lang questioned bringing the doctor out of his thoughts.

"Ye.. yes." He stuttered nervously.

~Oh my god its him! It's him! God I moved to New York in hopes that I could leave my past behind. In hopes that I could get rid of all the guilt of ruining two peoples lives. How could I have ever been so greedy? I should have never agreed to do what that bitch wanted no matter what the costs. Now he remembers and is going to kill me! ~

"Are you sure?" Xiao Lang asked seeing the man's pale face. Its as if he saw a ghost.

"Yes sorry bout that I just… umm got distracted." He replied looking away from his eyes. He couldn't look into them without a huge amount of guilt to go threw him. What the doctor didn't understand though was why he made no move to kill him. Perhaps it was because he wanted to make the death slow and painful. Or maybe it was just to crowd.

"Hey do you know where I could find a Doctor Thomson?" Xiao Lang asked picking himself up. He figured he mine as well ask rather than walk around blindly all day.

"Umm yea that's me…" The young blonde replied confused. ~Did he not recognize me… Wait how could he? He was never conscious when I took care of him. He must have gotten my name from Li-san so that he could kill me. ~

"Oh good I've been looking all over. I'm Shaoran the new doctor here……" Xiao Lang explained he had decided it'd be better to change his name. He was pretty sure his family wouldn't be able to find him, but he never knew with them. He would rather be safe than sorry.

"Shaoran???" The doctor questioned now even more confused than ever. Perhaps this was not the same man. He knew his name was Syaoran or Xiao Lang in Chinese…. But if it wasn't than they had to be brothers or something.

"Chris Thomson. I guess we will be working together for a while." Chris held his hand out to Xiao Lang. He shuttered at the thought of being near him all the time at work. He didn't know if the guilt inside of him could stand it. This was obviously a different person or he didn't remember who he was. The second part seemed to be more likely

"Guess so…" Xiao Lang replied not sure about this new guy. He seemed to be nervous as if he had something to hide. Than again most people had something to hide.

"So umm I guess I should help you get settled in. Come on I'll show you around." With that Chris headed in the opposite direction that he had originally been going. Xiao Lang sighed following the doctor to start his new life.

Ok well the end of part 2. I know I made Syaoran's mother into somewhat of a mean person. I have no idea what she is like (or his sisters). Like I said before I haven't seen all of the episodes and I don't know if she appears in any of them. But I had to make her this way for the story. She does have her reasons though, even if they aren't very good. She does care for Syaoran in her own strange way. Well Hope you enjoyed it please review.

~~LeoAngel~~