Title: Our Love Must Die

Chapter 2: There's No Chance For Us

Sakura remained in her room for most of the next evening, she was using her tiny mirror to try and search out the stranger from the party last night. She hadn't had much luck since she didn't know who the person was, only his eyes. She laid the mirror back down on the small desk and stared at it for a moment. It was a present left to her by her late mother, she would always spoil Sakura with gifts when she was young.

Her mother died when she was much younger, but she could partly remember her...most of the memories she had were a little fuzzy. That doesn't keep her from seeing her mother though, all she has to do is look through the mirror and she can see memories from long ago with her mother in them.

Sakura was knocked from her thoughts when she heard the ring from the doorbell, and in no time she was up and out the door. Thinking to herself that maybe Tomoyo had come over to visit, and possibly share some new clothing she had created. Sakura always enjoyed the new dresses that Tomoyo would design herself.

As a matter of fact, Sakura was wearing one today. It was an icy pink 'v' necked dress which touched almost to the floor. The sleeves of the dress were none other than straps about three inches in length width wise. In the front of the dress there was a strip of white material sewn to the pink, covered with pink ribbon that tied upwards in an arranged fashion. Trimmed around the edges of the dress was a sparkling gold material that shimmered in the light. The bottom of the dress flows around her quite elegantly as she walks. Tomoyo also created the clips that held her hair, there were two small clips with pink flowers on them, and they pinned her waves of auburn curls back behind her shoulders.

After making it to the bottom of the staircase she could hear voices in the parlor of her father and a strange man speaking, upon closer inspection of the person she noticed it was no one that she had ever met before. She was at the doorway, peeking her head around the corner listening in on her father talking with the man on the couch that was continently turned facing the other way, so she couldn't be seen without someone turning around. Obviously it wasn't Tomoyo after all, but one of her father's friends...hopefully it was. She stood quietly, interested in what the two seemed to be saying to one another.

"Sir, I hope you forgive me for my unannounced visit, but I thought I should inform you of the others." The stranger was first to speak.

"What is it that you have come to tell me?" Sakura's father replied.

"Well sir, as you know the Li Clan is growing in numbers and their strength is increasing. Shouldn't we fear that they might try and take over or try and diminish ours?" The stranger spoke wearily.

"I have no fear of this. As you and I both know, they might wipe us out, but there is no possibility of them overtaking us. Not saying they might not be stronger, but you have to understand they are of vampire blood, we are of sorcerer blood. The two have never mixed, it has only ended in the destruction of the two that have tried it, and this is why you don't see us cross breeding. It is unheard of for the two bloods to mix it successfully turn out. The vampire, being male or female, would try and change the other but it will end as all the others do..." Fujitaka let out a sigh.

"Why doesn't it work?" The stranger question curiously.

"Because, once the blood of the two mix the cells don't accept the mutation and therefore begin to breakdown and one by one this happens." Fujitaka replied. The stranger nodded with approval. "But I think it would be about time that we brought up a treaty with them, seeing as how it would be more protective."

"I thought we already had a treaty with them?" The stranger looked to him oddly.

"We had a treaty with their last ruler. Now a younger one has taken his place since the last one died mysteriously, many say it was the fault of other vampires that didn't agree with his ruling and decided to kill him." Fujitaka smiled slightly. "Since our last treaty worked so well I'm sure the new leader wouldn't mind another one, besides not many clans of our type is left and we pose no threat to them, only other clans of their type do."

The stranger nodded and stood from the couch. "I should be on my way then." Fujitaka nodded and stood as well.

"I'm quite glad you did remind me to make plans to create a new treaty of peace between us, I thank you for that." He smiled.

Sakura took this time to move and hide behind one of the posts that held up the staircase near the parlor. She watched the two walk by and even watched the stranger depart as he closed the door behind himself.

Her father was still watching the door. "Sakura dear...next time I think it important you don't spy on my conversations or I'll have to shut the doors behind me." He turned towards the post she was hiding behind and smiled.

Sakura tensed but stepped from behind the post. "Sorry...I thought it might have been Tomoyo, but I was mistaken...and the conversation seemed interesting. So is it true that a vampire can't change a sorcerer or sorceress without killing it?" She looked to him with curious innocent eyes.

He nodded and fully turned to her. "It was said to have happened long long ago...but there was no proof of it, and attempts to see have only failed. Now run back along upstairs and tell your brother that dinner will be served shortly." Sakura nodded and made her way up the stairs.

After dinner, Sakura had made her way back to her chambers; quite curious on who this vampire clan she had heard of. Picking the small mirror from the desk she held her hand over it, "Allow me to see the one of which I long to see." The mirrors image suddenly changed as she saw a dark mansion with thick blood red curtains over the windows. It was quite hard to make things out, but candles suddenly lighted the room dimly. She watched intently as it started to come upon a person, it was a girl with dark brown hair that was held with two buns half of the hair from the buns were down like pigtails.

Sound wouldn't come from the mirror, but the way she was point at someone made her think that she was scolding another. She moved the mirror slightly and noticed a figure sitting across from her in the shadows. The only thing she could make out was a pair of amber colored orbs. 'It can't be' her mind didn't quite agree. The mirror focused more on the stranger in the seat when he suddenly stood and the light of the candles caught his face.

Sakura paled as she noticed the same messy brown hair. Her breath was caught in her throat, and she felt almost like screaming. 'The one decent guy I would find would turn out to be a vampire.' Sakura tossed the small mirror onto the desk and hopped on her bed burring her face into her pillow. 'It can't be...it just can't be...' Her mind raced as she tried to figure out why this was happening to her.

Hours later...

"Sakura! Sakura!" Her father called from downstairs, his hands resting on the railing. "Hold on a second Tomoyo, I'm not sure if she has dozed off or something." He lifted his hands from the railing and walked up the stairs and towards Sakura's room, Tomoyo followed right behind him.

Upon opening her door he looked in to see Sakura fast asleep on her bed with her pillow over her head. "Sakura? Dear are you going to wake up Tomoyo had come to see you." He spoke in a slight whisper. Sakura didn't show any signs of movement. Fujitaka turned towards Tomoyo, "I'm sorry dear, maybe if you come back tomorrow she will be more awake." He smiled as Tomoyo nodded and began down the stairs.

She turned around "Don't forget to tell her I stopped by, and remind her that I have some new clothes I've designed that should put her in a better mood." Tomoyo smiled and walked with a servant that was walking towards the kitchen, but changed plans to escort her out.

Fujitaka had managed to nod with approval of the message before she was escorted out. He turned towards Sakura who was still asleep. "Sweet dreams Sakura." He closed her door quietly and made his way towards his own chambers.

Sakura's eyes opened, only to come face to face with the cloth of her pillow. At first she panicked, but flung the pillow from her face quite quickly. Sitting up she let out a soft giggle at the thought that someone was holding a pillow over her face. She looked around her room, something seemed quite different, but she couldn't make it out. Since there were no covers to toss from her, she slid her legs over the edge of her rather tall bed, and let herself drop from the edge. As soon as her bare feet touched the ground she shivered slightly, it was a bit cold tonight.

She walked towards her dresser and picked up her brush, removing the clips from her hair she brushed her hair so it didn't look so messy, and then replaced the clips. She smiled approvingly at the figure within the mirror smiling back. Her fingers reached for the smooth glass in front of her and as soon as her fingers touched the smooth surface she noticed it too felt cold. Turning around she began to walk towards her door, once she placed a hand on the handle, someone else's hand shot out and grabbed at her wrist. Her head turned to the side and her emerald eyes came to rest on amber ones.

"What...what do you want?" She questioned trying to pull her wrist from his grasp; now that she knew what he was it was more unnerving to be around him.

"Still think it a laugh?" He whispered.

Her eyes widened a moment before she returning to normal, and she turned away. "I shouldn't be speaking with you..." Her voice seemed harsh and cold with those words.

"Never have I seen such beautiful eyes turn so cold." He smiled slightly.

She turned back towards him and looked to him oddly, "Haven't you said that before?"

He only nodded and grasped her wrist, this time less pressure, and pulled her towards him. Her free hand shot out towards his chest in a weak attempt to push him away, but it only resulted in her hand resting against his chest. She blushed slightly and stepped back, only causing him to step towards her. She wasn't retreating from him, merely trying to place space so it didn't seem so unnerving to be so close. She again stepped back, a larger step, and he again stepped towards her.

Lowering his mouth to her ear he whispered, "You keep doing that and we'll wind up on the bed..." Sakura only blushed at the thought. "With me on top..." He taunted, causing her to blush even more. It only caused him to smile; she looked so much more innocent with crimson cheeks.

She stepped back again, this time feeling the edge of the bed pushing into her back, "What is it that you want?" Her hand again went to his chest as soon as he stepped towards her, trapping her between him and the bed.

"Isn't it obvious by now?" His arrogant smirk crossed his features causing tension between them both.

"But...you're...a vampire." She lowered her head.

His smirk was replaced with a look of curiosity "And that would mean-"

"There's no chance for us..." She cut him off.

"And you believe this why?" He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him.

"Because of..." She turned her head away from him.

"Of?" He let go of her wrist and grabbed a hold of her chin, forcing her to face him.

"Because of what I've heard...it will never work." She noticed the pained look that crossed his face.

"Well...here we are now." He pulled her face closer, but still kept it inches apart from hers, and his eyes focused on her lips, both hands went to his chest to brace herself. He watched the different emotions that played out on her face. "If only I could read your mind..." He whispered as he closed the gap and kissed her intensely.

Sakura reluctantly pulled away from him, gasping for air; he again smiled at the innocent crimson cheeks. Sakura took her left hand from his chest, reached up, and pulled one of the clips from her hair. She smiled and pulled his hand from her face and placed it in his palm, closing his fingers around it and her hand around his; she leaned forwards and gently kissed his lips. "Dream of me..." She whispered.

He nodded, kissing her forehead, and stepping back away from her. Opening her mouth about to speak, Sakura was confused when the world around her disappeared, turning black.

Her eyes shot open and she gasped for breath as she knocked the pillow off her head. It seemed quite cold in her room for some odd reason. She glanced about it as if she had either wakened from a dream or just woken into a dream. Her hand went to her hair to comb through it with her fingers, when she suddenly felt the clip from the left side missing. "So...I was...or wasn't dreaming?"