So sorry to have taken so long before releasing this new chapter. My muse had disappeared for quite some time and has just now touched me once again. Once more, my sincerest apologises...
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"Xiao Lang, why do you think Kinomoto fainted?" Mei Lin asked. They were in a limo on the way back to the Main House where both lived. The trip had been silent and uncomfortable until she had screwed up the courage to ask the question rolling around in her head.
Syaoran tore his gaze away from the window to look at his cousin.
"I don't know..."
'That language that they used... I couldn't understand a thing but I got the feeling that they were angry that Yukito wanted to spar with me. He has a 'condition' he said. What sort of condition would prevent a proud man like that from proving his strength in combat?'
'There is a reason for this as there is in all things, my cute little descendant,' a voice in his head replied. Syaoran scowled.
'I told you not to call me that, Hiiragizawa,' he growled. 'And what do you mean there is a reason for everything? There's a reason that most of the people I loved had to die? There's a reason for the pain in knowing that my mother is dying and I can do nothing but stand by and watch?!'
'Yes, but you know that I did not mean to upset you Syaoran,' the voice said quietly. Syaoran sighed, making Mei Lin look at him curiously. He waved her off and pointed to his head in explanation. She nodded and turned to look out the window.
'You do it anyway, Eriol... What have we found on those two girls?'
'Nothing... They're too normal. They have no relation to anyone in the family and no magic to speak of. And yet we know that Kinomoto was trained at least as hard as you were to reach her present level of skill.'
'That worries me... That someone out there would be training that heavily without our knowledge. And the fact that they trained a female makes it even more confusing.'
Eriol laughed, the sound carrying over the mind link he shared with Syaoran.
'Women are just as powerful as men. And yet your family still refuses to see it other than a consideration for the breeding of a better line.'
'We have the best magical bloodlines, you know that Eriol.'
'I know. You all do descend from me. But that doesn't mean that I approve of the way the clan handles things.'
'You talk like there is another way to run a clan with magic,' Syaoran said wryly.
'There is...'
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"Xiao Lang, why do you think Kinomoto fainted?" Mei Lin asked. They were in a limo on the way back to the Main House where both lived. The trip had been silent and uncomfortable until she had screwed up the courage to ask the question rolling around in her head.
Syaoran tore his gaze away from the window to look at his cousin.
"I don't know..."
'That language that they used... I couldn't understand a thing but I got the feeling that they were angry that Yukito wanted to spar with me. He has a 'condition' he said. What sort of condition would prevent a proud man like that from proving his strength in combat?'
'There is a reason for this as there is in all things, my cute little descendant,' a voice in his head replied. Syaoran scowled.
'I told you not to call me that, Hiiragizawa,' he growled. 'And what do you mean there is a reason for everything? There's a reason that most of the people I loved had to die? There's a reason for the pain in knowing that my mother is dying and I can do nothing but stand by and watch?!'
'Yes, but you know that I did not mean to upset you Syaoran,' the voice said quietly. Syaoran sighed, making Mei Lin look at him curiously. He waved her off and pointed to his head in explanation. She nodded and turned to look out the window.
'You do it anyway, Eriol... What have we found on those two girls?'
'Nothing... They're too normal. They have no relation to anyone in the family and no magic to speak of. And yet we know that Kinomoto was trained at least as hard as you were to reach her present level of skill.'
'That worries me... That someone out there would be training that heavily without our knowledge. And the fact that they trained a female makes it even more confusing.'
Eriol laughed, the sound carrying over the mind link he shared with Syaoran.
'Women are just as powerful as men. And yet your family still refuses to see it other than a consideration for the breeding of a better line.'
'We have the best magical bloodlines, you know that Eriol.'
'I know. You all do descend from me. But that doesn't mean that I approve of the way the clan handles things.'
'You talk like there is another way to run a clan with magic,' Syaoran said wryly.
'There is...'