AN: Thank you to all my reviewers! I am enjoying writing this, especially when you guys enjoy reading it! And yes, the song I used was by Selena [God rest her soul], and, although I don't think I have to tell you, the song is called "Dreaming of You".

And Nyaru, you are right that I wouldn't tell you if one of the men was John Doe, but it never hurts to ask, ne? But don't worry, I'll reveal who John Doe really is later on in the story. I don't know when, though.

And a very big thank you to Lee for correcting my mistakes. Arigato!

Things you should know:

"Someone talking"

Someone's thoughts

~*~*~ Changing to someone else's Point of View (You will be told whose point of view). When I am changing the setting of the story and that doesn't appear, it means it is still the same point of view from the previous setting.

[Author's Notes]

Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura doesn't belong to me, it belongs to Clamp but the plot is mine and any new characters are mine

Murdering Angel

Chapter Eight

(Sakura's P.O.V: Hospital: Chiharu's room)

"You know, you don't have to be here" Chiharu stated as she took a bite out of the muffin.

"Oh, be quiet Chiharu. I am still not over the fact that you didn't tell us about you being pregnant!" I said.

She gave me a helpless look. "I only found out a few days before the party, and I wanted to announce it during the party. But, as you can see, Yamazaki found out in a way I never would have expected him to."

I sigh. It has been a week since the party, and Chiharu has been complaining about being in this 'stupid, boring room of torture', as she had liked to put it. Me and Tomoyo usually come here together while Eriol and Li investigated the party incident. So far, no arrests or even a hint of who was firing the gun has turned up. However, Li is positive that John Doe was firing from inside the ballroom, because no windows had shattered when the shooting happened. He also said that John Doe must have been inside in order to leave the paper on the table because no one was entering the room while we were all leaving. But that is bazaar, because nobody saw anyone shooting, nor did anybody see a gun. It was just . . . unbelievable.

So why do I believe it?

Tomoyo, however, couldn't come with me today because she had to go to work, seeing that she missed the past week. I knew I should have gone to work too, but Li is taking care of it.

And Yamazaki is usually here everyday, but today he is nowhere in sight. Where is he?

"Getting me fried fish and pudding" Chiharu replied when I asked. She sighed as she patted her stomach, which held the baby. According to the doctor she is only three weeks into her pregnancy.

"Cravings" she continued. "So far, I have been asking for a lot of sea food, a lot of sea food."

I smile and stretch on the chair I am sitting on.

"Hey, Sakura? Do you mind if I ask a few questions about . . . Li?"

I tilt my head, my eyebrows furrowed a little. "I suppose."

"Does he love his wife?" She asked flatly.

I blink. "He is divorcing her" I say as an answer, not knowing if that would be enough.

Apparently not.

"Tomoyo told me that when I had asked her a couple of days ago when you went to the bathroom. But my question is, does he love his wife?"

I sigh and shake my head. "He is not in love with her, at least, not anymore."

"Why is he divorcing her?"

"Didn't Tomoyo answer that?"

"No, you came too soon."

I was taken aback with the way she said that last line, but I ignored it. "She was having affairs for two years before he had decided that he had enough."

I watched as she stared at me, as if thinking over something. "Li didn't do something to make the woman have affairs, like neglect her emotionally, did he?"

"Depends how you see it. He had told her he wanted to become a PI. She didn't like that, because then he wouldn't be earning as much money as he would running his company. Therefore, she started having affairs, as a way of payback."

She nodded her head slowly. "So I am assuming he has money and is financially stable?"

"Oh yeah" I say, remembering when I found out about him being a millionaire.

"He was never in anything illegal, was he?"

"No!" I say, shocked at her question. I was also shocked at the way she has been asking questions like a parent making sure her daughter's boyfriend is not bad. "What's with the questions?"

She took another bite out of her muffin. "My curiosity."

"Ever heard of 'Curiosity killed the cat?'"

"But satisfaction brought it back."

"But still, Chiharu-"

"I just wanted to know if Li is someone who you can depend on if something in this case goes bad."

"I can handle myself" I stated with sureness.

"Sakura, imagine if you do catch John Doe all by yourself."

I smile at the thought.

"And imagine you catch him in a building where he has people working for him, let's say twenty big, buff, men, and they all come and start attacking you. Would you be able to handle yourself then?"

"That isn't going to hap-"

"It's possible."

I frown, not liking the idea of being in a situation that I won't be able to handle. I hate it when she is right. But then something else hits me as a little odd.

"Chiharu, the questions you have been asking are a little more into his personal history rather than into his work history. Don't you think you should be asking more about his experience as a PI rather than about his marriage and if he has money?"

She blinks. "Oh, right." She blinks again, and then shrugs. "Okay, then it's just pure curiosity."

I eye her. There is something she isn't telling me. But before I can say anything, the door to the room opens.

Speak of the devil.

"Kinomoto, I think there is something you need to hear" Li glanced at Chiharu. "In private."

I look at Chiharu, and she nodded her head. I get up and walk out of the room, making sure I close the door.

"What is it?" I ask, irritated that he stopped me from asking Chiharu what she isn't telling me.

He raised an eyebrow. "Not even a good morning or a thank you for doing all the work?"

"I do work!" I defended myself.

He snorted. "Like what?"

I stuttered. "I-I looked into . . . into the names . . . of the people in the restaurant!"

He rolls his eyes, not believing my story. "You are the most horrible liar I have ever met."

I scowl. "I am an excellent liar!"

"Excellent liars don't stutter when saying a lie."

I debated for an instant whether to kick him in the shin or not.

"Moving on" he says as he opens the folder that I now see in his hands. "Sandy-Haired man's name is Kumari Kenji. Bennett spotted him in a jewelry store and when he left with a bag from the store, Bennett went inside and asked the worker his name."

I would have thought this information would thrill Li, because it sure did thrill me. But he sounded disappointed.

"What's wrong?"

"He isn't on the list" came a new voice from behind. I growl when I realized that is was Lang Amanda, head of her police department. Damn it, I hate this woman!

"How do you know about the list?" I nearly snarl.

"Li told me" she stated. I look at him, wanting an explanation.

"I needed help with a few things, so when Lang appeared at the scene of the ballroom earlier today, she asked if we needed help." He shrugged as I frown. She never offers help to anybody.

"Her database in her police department can also help us out" Li continued. "Police departments have more information and resources than what we PI's do."

"So?" I snap, angry that he went to her for help.

Lang rolled her eyes. " Look, I was at the party and was nearly shot myself if this guy hadn't shoved me. I was almost a victim, so I can be a part of this case all I want."

"I almost wish you were shot!" I bit out.

Li looked at me. "Kinomoto, what's your problem?" Li asked.

"Nothing" I snap again, and then turn around. I clench my fists as I stomp away.

The nerve of Li going to that woman! He should have come to me, or Eriol, or even Tomoyo, but Lang? Lang?!

And wasn't he uncomfortable with her flirting with him?! I would expect for someone as smart as Li to know not to accept help from a woman who flirted with him.

Unless . . . unless he grew feelings for her.

I pause in the hallway. Did Li . . . I mean, does Li . . . like her?

I hear a giggle to my right and I turn my head. The door to a room was opened, and on the bed was a little girl, maybe eight years old. I look around me, and saw walls with painted pictures. I then realized that in my anger, I walked quite far from Chiharu's room. Chiharu was in the adult corridor, this is the children's corridor. I must have turned somewhere without even realizing it.

"Are you lost?" The little girl asked, making me look at her again. She was a cute little thing, with red ringlets and light brown eyes. "I can help you find your way, if you want" she offered, shyly.

I give her a smile. "No, that's okay. I was just . . . thinking."

She smiled and reached for a paper on the nightstand next to her bed. "Want to see a picture I drew? I drew it just before you came."

I glance down the hall in both directions, before going into her room.

The cubicles for children are quite smaller than for adults. This room was cheery, with the walls painted with a scene of a zoo. Her bed was in the middle, and a TV was on my left from the door. There was a shelf propped up in the right wall with dolls, and on the other side of the room another shelf held children's books.

There was a chair next to her bed, and I went forward to sit on it. I scooted a bit closer as she showed me her picture.

"It's a park" she stated with pride as I take hold of the paper.

I was speechless. The picture is life-like, colored with paint. Even the tiny people looked as if they would start walking any minute now.

"You drew this?"

She nodded. "My mommy said that it isn't normal for a little girl my age to know how to draw like that, and for those few who can, she stated that they are unique and way beyond their years." She smiled. "I am unique!"

I only nodded.

She then reached for her nightstand again, and grabbed another paper. She had a little frown as she showed it to me. "I don't know why I drew this, it just popped into my head" she said as she gave me the second paper.

I blink. In the middle is a perfect made heart, half of it colored in green, the other half colored in pink. Surrounding the heart were petals of what I can only assume as Cherry Blossoms and Peonies. The petals of the cherry blossoms were on the side of the pink colored half of the heart while the petals of the peonies were on the other side. And finally, in the middle of the big heart, was a Cherry Blossom, with a wolf in the front.

"This is . . . beautiful" was all I can say, and it was the truth. I look at the lower-right corner and see her name scribbled there. Melinda.

"Melinda? Is that your name?"

She nodded. "I am not from Japan; I was born in America."

"Where is your mommy and daddy?"

Her face was sad when I looked at her. "They died. Two weeks ago, we were driving in a car, and we crashed. I woke up here, and they told me I had to stay for a while, but that my parents were now asleep and would stay asleep for a long time. I knew what they meant when they said that."

My heart felt for the girl. She was an orphan.

"My mommy and daddy are gone too" I say.

"Really? You don't have a mommy and daddy anymore?"

"Not anymore."

We stayed silent, as I continue to look at the picture.

"When did this pop into your head?" I ask, wanting her to forget about her parents' death.

"A few days ago. I was watching TV, and then it just . . . popped into my head."

"Do you mind if I keep this?"

She gave me a bright smile. "Keep both! I can always draw more!"

I smile at her. "I'm sure you can."

~*~*~(Syaoran's P.O.V)

I sigh with relief. She sounded fine now; calm. I lean my head against the wall next to the entrance door of the little girl's cubicle. I had followed her to see what was wrong, and when I saw her go inside the room, I had stayed outside, not wanting to barge in and scare the little girl who I knew was inside, and heard their conversation.

I knew I should have gone back. After seeing Kinomoto storm away, I kind of forgot that Lang was next to me and just began following Kinomoto with no explanation. I guess I should go back and apologize, but Kinomoto . . . .

I frown. Dear God, I am worried about the woman! Not Lang, but Kinomoto! Confused, yes; concerned, maybe; but worried? That was an overstatement.

More like understatement . . .

I hate them thoughts that just pop into your head! I hate them!

And I hate this thought much more because it's true!

Damn it, I am worried. How she reacted confused me, but what got me worried was the way she looked. Her face was red with anger, but her eyes were shimmering. She probably didn't notice, but she looked as if she was about to cry any minute. And when I had glanced at Lang, she didn't seem concerned or worried. She looked more annoyed. Maybe I shouldn't have accepted her help.

I turn my head when I heard a noise, and saw that it was Kinomoto. She had just exited the cubicle, and was now looking at me.

"Hello, Li" she said, her tone emotionless.

"Hello" I greeted in return.

We stayed silent.

"W-were you following me?" She asked, and this time I heard emotion in her voice. I guess she was trying to stay strong after that outburst, but now her strength is disappearing.

"Yes, I want answers on why you went crazy."

She scowled. "I did not go crazy" she snapped, and began to walk back the way we came.

"Then why did you just yell at me like that?" I asked as I followed her, but my tone made it sound more demanding.

She paused and turned around. "If you hadn't noticed, I absolutely despise that woman! And the last thing I want is for her to be involved with my case!"

"Our case" I corrected.

"Who cares?! The point is that that woman shouldn't be involved when she can just do it on her own without knowing what we are doing!"

"But why do you hate her?"

"Because she cheats! She was a PI before becoming an officer, and we were partnered up on a case and she did nothing while I did all the work and when I solved the mystery, she stole all my evidence, gave it to Bennett, and she got credit and a promotion while all I got was a scolding from Bennett because she had decided to lie and say I did nothing!"

She was taking deep breaths when she was done, and her face was once again red. I just stayed quiet.

Huh, another stab in the back for Kinomoto. There was Tsuchida, Lang, and now she expects that I'll stab her in the back too.

"Well I won't" I finally say. She looks at me, her eyes filled with confusion. "You got stabbed in the back more times than I can say, and you expect me to stab you in the back too, well I won't. I won't cheat, I won't lie, and I won't hurt you or those you love."

Her confusion turned to surprise.

"Am I that easily read?" She mumbled to herself.

I snort. "Your an open book! All anyone has to do is look into your eyes and they can see what you are feeling or thinking."

She crossed her arms. "Yeah? Then tell me what I was thinking when you kissed me!"

Oh, damn. She just had to mention that, didn't she? I haven't thought about the kiss that much . . .

Yeah, right. I have only thought about it every ten seconds of the day, everyday!

I nearly groan. I wish she hadn't mentioned anything about the kiss. I have already figured that my attraction made me kiss her as I had, but somewhere in me, something is telling me that it is a little more complicated. And I am not in the mood to figure it out. Maybe in a few days . . . or maybe in a few years. When it comes to Kinomoto, I need my time to figure things out.

"Fine" I finally say. I can feel my face heating up, and I saw her cheeks turn red too. I guess she didn't expect for me to reply. "I saw irritation, anger, and amusement. Before the first kiss. But after the first kiss, I saw shock, confusion and longing."

I saw her swallow. "You did not see longing because I didn't feel it!"

My heart was beating faster now, and I knew what was going to happen. I didn't believe in magic of any sort, but it was like I was seeing into the future; I can see what I am going to do. And I can stop all of this right now. I can just shut up and walk away.

But sometimes, things just have to happen.

"Are you sure?" I ask before I can stop myself. I walked forward and she began to walk backwards, away from me. "Are you sure you didn't feel it? The same way you are feeling right now?"

She squeaked when her back hit the wall, and before she can move away or anything, I grabbed her waist, pulled her to me, and bent my head.

And my lips landed on hers.

Emotions ran through me, but I pushed them all away. I pushed my thoughts away. I pushed everything away, except Kinomoto.

Sakura . . .

I had only said her name once and only once. Even when we played husband and wife, I was able to avoid saying her name by instead calling her 'honey, sweetheart, darling and/or sweetie.' And I never thought I would have wanted to say her name again as much as I want to now. I needed to say it.

I lifted my head a fraction of an inch, and breathed her name on her lips. "Sakura . . ."

It surprised the hell out of me when she pushed her lips against mine this time. I felt her arms wrap around my neck as I felt her lips part. I parted my own to adjust the fit and my tongue sought hers.

I have never thought that I would enjoy a kiss as much I do now. Even with Ling-

Screw Ling, I told myself fiercely. This doesn't involve her, just concentrate on Sakura . . . only Sakura . . .

An outraged shriek made me jump back and away from the kiss and I turn, with a glare, to the source of the shriek.

I should have known who it was.

"Ling" I hissed. Ling stood there, her face red with outrage, and her eyes were narrowed as she glared at Sak- Kinomoto.

"You bitch!" Ling exclaimed. "How dare you kiss my husband! You'll pay, you slut-"

"I told you not to call her names that are more appropriate for you" I growl warningly. She looked at me, shocked, and I knew why. She recognized my tone. I had used that tone several times, warning any human threat that could have harmed Ling to stay away in order to protect her.

But now, I am using that tone in order to warn Ling to stay away from Kinomoto.

Before anything can happen, I immediately sent an apologetic glance towards Kinomoto, walked forward, and dragged Ling down the hall and out of the hospital. I do hope that people on the streets are prepared, because I am sure me and Ling are going to argue like there's no tomorrow.

~*~*~(Sakura's P.O.V)

I didn't bother to follow him. I didn't dare too. It wasn't my place to follow and overhear to what I knew was going to be an argument.

Yeah, right. And I'm the richest woman in the world.

Yup, the real reason is because I wouldn't be able to look at Li. That's why I didn't follow him. He had kissed me again, and now I am positive that he is attracted to me too.

Especially when he had said my name.

I couldn't stop myself from kissing him when he had said my name. It just felt . . . right to hear my name coming from his lips.

My eyes widened.

Uh-oh, I am totally going down the wrong path here. All of this is just happening too fast. And it involves a guy who is still married.

And I have been hurt before.

I need to stop this before it goes any further. I just have to. My barriers now need to be up like they are concrete walls. But they have always been up like concrete walls, and Li has the tendency to always push them down. And I bet that my attraction towards him is helping the walls be crushed too.

I need to start fighting with him. Fighting with him is the only thing I have left. I can't allow him to get any closer than what he already is, because I'll just get hurt again. I never get a happily-ever-after, and I know that if this . . . thing between me and Li continues, it'll end with me crying and my heart hurting. So I'll just have to push him away. I just have to.

(Next Day: House)

I stare at the connecting door for a few more seconds, still debating on whether I should go in and talk to him. It's funny. I told myself that I would push Li away, but here I am, standing in front of the door that led to his room, wanting to talk to him.

And I really wanted to talk about yesterday's kiss.

I had expected him to come up to me and insult me so I can know never to speak about this kiss again. I had even expected him to give an excuse that he had lost his mind and that's why he kissed me.

But what I didn't expect was for him to just ignore me and give me the cold shoulder.

I had waited for about twenty minutes in the waiting room yesterday for his return, and when he finally did, he looked confused. But when I stood up and walked up to him, he merely glared at me and told me not to say a thing. And throughout the whole day yesterday and this morning, every time I was in his presence, he would turn cold and harsh.

It kind of . . . hurt.

My anger towards Numi grew. Something she said must have made him hostile towards me. Could she have made up a lie about me which caused Li to act the way he did? Or could she have brought up her abortion which brought him hurt feelings?

I continue to look at the door as the last option made the most sense. And if Numi did bring up her abortion, then Li needs time and doesn't need me to demand explanations. I back away from the door and turn around.

I froze.

I gulp as I stay where I am, positive of what I saw outside my window. I turn my head in the direction of the window.

Kiyo stood on the other side of the street, on the rooftop of the building. And he was looking straight at me.

Oh my God, could he have been watching me throughout the morning? My face pales as I remember that I had undressed to put on nice clothes and that I hadn't bother to close the window. He might have seen me! And what if this isn't the first time he was standing there, watching me? What if he watched me yesterday, or the day before that?

He lifted his hand to lips, and blew a kiss at me.

I backed away from the window, as if I was frightened of the kiss.

I let out a shriek as I trip over the rug and fall on my back. My head hits the floor and I groan at the pain as my head begins to throb. I slowly get up in a sitting position and glare out of the window. But then I blink.

Kiyo was no longer there.

The connecting door opens so harshly I was surprised that it didn't get pulled off it's hinges. Then Li barges into the room and looks around for a second before his eyes land on me as I start to stand up.

"Are you alright?" He asks quickly as he walks forward.

I nod my head mutely, surprised that he is now here asking if I'm alright after more than a day of receiving nothing but the cold shoulder from him.

"What happened?"

"I . . . fell and hit my head" I say, not wanting to bring up Kiyo, and not looking at him in the eye.

"What happened?" He asked again, more forcefully.

It was then that I realized that he can tell when I lie. Darn it.

I swallow and nod towards the window. "Kiyo. He's gone now, but . . . he was standing on the rooftop of the building across the street."

Li's eyes grew hard as he glanced out the window. "Mother fucker" he growled. He looked at me, and blinked, as if he realized something. He began to walk away.

"Glad you're alright" he muttered and left my room, closing the connecting door. Great, there he goes, ignoring me again. I look at the window again, and immediately closed the curtains, but I wasn't thinking about Kiyo.

I was thinking about Li, and how he had asked if I was alright, almost as if he had . . . cared.

I groan. What the hell is wrong with me?! Why do I care so much if he cares or not? Why do I care if he is ignoring me or not?

I close my eyes, and take a deep breath. All of this is so familiar, yet at the same time, it feels unique. It feels . . . right.

I shake my head, as if to get rid of the thoughts. I stagger to my bed and fall on it head-first and I grab a pillow before pulling it over my head, wanting to shut out the world, trying to shut out this weird feelings.

I have a feeling that I know what is happening to me, I just refuse to admit that they are there. And I'm scared to see what would happen once I do admit whatever it is I deny is there.

~*~*~(Third P.O.V: Ling and Kiyo)

Ling hurled the vase at the door just as it opened.

"Hey!" Kiyo complained indignantly when the vase made contact with his stomach. He was able to grab it before it fell to the floor. "My mom gave me this vase!"

"So?" Ling snapped as Kiyo entered the house.

"So? What do you mean, so? I would expect respect from you since I am being hospitable and giving you a place to stay that isn't a motel room!."

Ling only glared at him as she continued to pace the spacious living room.

"What's eating you?"

"Xiao-Lang is ignoring me" she spat. "He refuses to answer his cell phone."

Kiyo, who hadn't been home for the past day (seeing that he was staking out the house where Sakura and Li lived), didn't know a thing about the fight, but he knew that Ling must have said something that made Syaoran ignore her. "What did you yell at him?"

Her glare worsened. "And what is that suppose to mean?!"

Kiyo shrugged. "You have the tendency to make people angry with your words."

She growled. "All I said was that he should be thankful that I could have given birth to his child."

Kiyo made a face of pain. "Ouch. That was totally the wrong thing to say, seeing that you had gone and aborted it after it was alive for a few weeks."

Ling crossed her arms, and Kiyo realized that she must have said something else.

"What else did you say?" Kiyo asked slowly.

Ling lost her look of anger and regret replaced it.

"Something that I shouldn't have said at all" Ling answered as she picked up a piece of paper. "And I refuse to say it again, or it might be true. So I wrote it down for you to read."

Kiyo took the paper and scowled. "What the hell is wrong with you?!?!"

Ling flinched. "Look, I was upset at the fact that I saw them kissing, alright? How would you feel if you saw the wife who you are trying to stay with kissing this asshole who doesn't seem to know that she is taken?!"

"I'll beat the crap out of the guy she was kissing! But I wouldn't yell out this statement!"

Ling bit her lip, seeing that he had said 'statement' rather than 'sentence'.

"You think it's true" she said, and it wasn't a question.

Kiyo sighed and nodded. "I realized it the day you had come and said that they weren't really married and I had gone over to their house."

Ling sank down on the couch. "God, this is going to make him think and then he might realize it. Damn it, I just made things worse."

"You got that right" Kiyo snapped.

She looked at him with a frown. "You're suppose to comfort me."

He snorted. "After what you yelled out? Get real." He ran a hand through his hair. "This is going to complicate things when he realizes what you said is true."

Ling scowled. "If. Not when, if. And I don't think it's true."

He gave her an obvious look. "You and I both know it's true. And we both know that he will realize it. No matter how much you hope that he'll never realize it and that he'll maybe fall for you again, he'll soon realize it. Damn it, I wish they were never partnered up for solving the case."

Ling stood up and looked at him. "We won't be able to think straight without food in our bellies."

Ling said nothing more, and Kiyo knew what she expected him to do. She expected him to take her out to dinner.

Too fucking bad.

"There's Hamburger Helper in the cabinet" Kiyo stated as he dropped the piece of paper, walked up the stairs and straight into his room whilst Ling gaped at him.

"I will not eat Hamburger Helper!" Ling yelled as she stalked up the stairs after him, the piece of paper forgotten on the floor.

(Tomoyo: PI Building)

She placed her cheek on her hand as she continued to write the reports on the john Doe case. Tomoyo sighed as she placed the pen down and stretched at her desk.

"Daidouji?" Came a soft voice behind her. She immediately knew who it was, and she frowned for a second before plastering a smile on her face.

"Hmm?" She answered as she turned in her chair to look at Lin.

"I wanted to ask you a question. Is Li and Kinomoto . . . an item?"

Tomoyo tilted her head, wondering why Lin wanted to know.

Because she wants Li, came Tomoyo's first thought. Still, she didn't want to lie and say yes, but at the same time she didn't want to say no, knowing that if Lin went after Syaoran, then Sakura won't be able to be with him.

So Tomoyo told her the exact truth. "Not yet, but they will be soon." I hope.

Lin didn't look disappointed, but merely nodded her head, as if she expected as much about Syaoran and Sakura and just needed someone to confirm it. "Then please tell them I wish them luck and to look out for my half-sister. She is determined to get what she wants."

Tomoyo blinked. Truth be told, Lin's half-sister was none other than Lang Amanda; Amanda being the oldest. From what Tomoyo has heard, Amanda's father had died when she was only 1-years-old and her mother remarried two years later, which resulted in Lin being born. Tomoyo also had heard that Amanda hates her younger sibling, but Tomoyo has no clue why.

"I thought you wanted Li" was all Tomoyo can say.

Lin sighed. "At first, yes. I can never pass up an opportunity to at least try and get with a handsome man. But Li has a certain aura surrounding him."

Tomoyo blinked some more. "Aura?"

Lin nodded. "This may sound weird, but I can see . . . auras. I'm not a witch or anything like that, but I can see auras. And Li's aura seemed . . . I don't know, bouncy and happy. But it only happens around Kinomoto." She tilted her head. "I can feel his aura right now, but it's faint because he is not near here. It isn't bouncing, it feels more . . . shaky, like he is nervous or something." She sighed again. "Anyways, my sister is not pleased. She has always gotten men, with her shiny black hair and dark blue eyes. It may seem as if I am the tramp, but it is Amanda who goes after any man she wants, no matter if that man belongs to another woman. She isn't happy that Li is not paying attention to her, and it makes her angry that who his attention is directed to is Kinomoto."

"And you know all this by seeing their auras?"

Lin nodded. "For example. I know you don't like me because I had gone after Eriol when you two weren't together. If it means anything, I just want you to know that I hadn't understood how love looked like within auras back then, but now I do. If I had known, I wouldn't have gone after him."

Tomoyo was surely taking her time taking this all in. Auras? Tomoyo never believed that anybody was ever able to see auras.

Lin bit her lip. "Well, I just wanted you to warn them about Amanda. Her aura is still and silent, almost deadly. She is someone who they need to watch out for." Lin turned on her heels, and began to walk away, but then Tomoyo called out for her.

"Wait!"

Lin paused and looked back at her.

"Umm . . . can you see Sakura's aura?"

Lin looked at her for a minute before shaking her head. "No. It seems as if she has barriers of some sort, which is preventing me from seeing her aura. But I suppose her aura isn't necessary to be looked at." She smiled slightly. "For some reason, her eyes really are windows to her soul." She began to walk away again, Tomoyo looking after her.

Great, another woman to add on the 'after Li' list. One was a wife who didn't understand that Li wanted to be away from her forever, and another whose aura was still and silent. And both were women who has always gotten men, and now they want one man who is paying attention to neither of them but to a woman who neither of them like. Tomoyo still didn't know if she completely believed her, but something told her that what Lin is saying is the truth.

She needed to tell Syaoran and Sakura. Tomoyo knew that they are just perfect for each other, and if Tomoyo ever wants her double wedding with her best friend, she'll have to make sure that Amanda doesn't interfere with what Tomoyo knew was a match made in heaven.

AN: Another kiss! Another Kiss! And yes, I do believe Ling ruined it. And why is Syaoran acting so cold? What is Amanda going to do to separate S+S? And what exactly was up with Chiharu asking all those questions? All that will be answered in the chapters to come!

Anyways, I believe you, Black Kitty Kat, was the one who said you would do anything to read them kiss again? Now let me see . . . oh, that's easy, all you have to do is review! And I ask the rest of you to review too! Pllllleeeeeeaaaaaaassssseeeeee!!!!!!!