A/N– Thanks everyone for reviewing . . . Btw, do any of you guys ever read my author notes? If you don't answer this question in a review . . . then that's a no. Boo hoo . . . Nothing interesting is ever in my author notes? So that's why you guys don't bother? Well anyway, read and review! Please! Wow, I'm so random at totally changing subjects! LoL. Please don't tell me that this chapter is confusing or boring. I'd be totally mortified! Okay, whatever . . . some explanations, but without ruining the story, would be at the end! Enjoy!


Chapter 20-Kidnapped

Hot tears stained her pink, flushed cheeks. She wiped them away subconsciously. A deep sigh left her lips as she stared blankly into the cool waters of the lake.

"Sa-kura?"

Her head spun around to meet the gaze of soft blue eyes. It startled her of how much he resembled Yukito. She shivered at the thought but managed a frail smile.

"How are you, Eriol?"

He nodded and smiled back. Wait. If Syaoran is gone . . . then why is Eriol still here? She looked at him in a curious manner.

"Well, I'm fine," he said in a gentle tone. Eriol went over to her and propped himself right next to her. "How are you?"

Where are you walking to?

What are you staring at?

Are you still chasing that dream?

You once told me about that.

Her eyes cast away from his glance. She wasn't focus on whatever Eriol was saying to her. Many things were bothering her at this point and it seemed as if her life is breaking apart. Her mind was completely focused on Syaoran and apparently . . . that's it.

She felt used. When she decided that it was best for her to stay with Yukito, he just ran back to Meilin. He didn't tell her that he was married to her; maybe he lied about everything. He doesn't love her! He only wanted to use her. Why was he playing with her?

"I'm f-fine," Sakura stifled as she brushed soft, auburn bangs away from her eyes. Eriol looked into her burden-filled eyes. He was surprised at how dark they shone.

"No you're not," Eriol whispered calmly, "you're upset about something . . . Just tell me Sakura, I'm sure I can help you out."

Her head bowed low in defeat.

"I'm afraid to tell you everything. I'm afraid for Syaoran. Well not really anymore if he's already mar-ried," she choked back an angry sob.

"What . . . ? Are you telling me that you love Syaoran?" What she had said had fazed him. What? Syaoran said that she loves Yukito? What on earth is going on? How did I really miss out on all of this?

"No, I-," she flushed deep red. After founding out that Syaoran was married, she still wanted him. Does it mean that she's a slut? "He's married and I'm engaged, it doesn't work that way. Besides-"

"It can work. It can work indeed," Eriol stated naturally. "You do love him and you can be with him."

"Syaoran doesn't love me, why else did he-"

"-Sakura, listen to yourself. Last night, Syaoran was really down. The lowest that I ever saw him in, even after his father's death! Now don't tell me that he doesn't love you. He loves you with all his heart! He risked his life for you and everything. That night, Syaoran was so upset at how you didn't return his feelings. Why? You clearly love him. I can see it still in your eyes!"

Sakura grimaced. "How can I be with him then? How?"

Eriol smiled. It was strange how he can smile at a time like this. "Syaoran is not officially married to Meilin. It's still like an engagement between them two. The only way for them to be officially married is if they produce a child together."

The thought of Syaoran and Meilin having sex made her flinch. "Go on," she whispered in a hoarse voice.

"You see! Syaoran never touched Meilin. They never slept on the same bed. He never EVER kiss her before." A warm smile reached his lips as he made his point across. "He wanted you. He came back for you to take you home. He loves you Sakura. You changed him. After the incident of his father, he was able to move on because of you. After Kira, he moved on but when you disappeared from his life over a period of one year, he couldn't move on and take Meilin as his wife. He just couldn't because he knew you were out there somewhere and he found you."

Sakura's gaze held disbelief. She shook her head and snapped her eyes shut. "Eriol, please."

"He can divorce her. It is legal since he hasn't ever touched her let alone have a child with her. You can leave Yukito too. Tell me . . . what's it going to be?"

Sakura blushed. So, he never lied then. He must have been overwhelmed with me that he had forgotten all about Meilin. Wait, no! That's not true!

"Then why did he leave back to his kingdom?" she shouted.

Eriol's eyes widened in sheer astonishment. "What, no, he wouldn't leave without me. I was sure he'd stay a couple more days just to get your affection back. What makes you say that?"

"Yu-Yukito told me . . . "

Yukito! Ah no, he didn't get rid of Syaoran did he? Ah-

"Well, actually, I haven't seen Syaoran all day if you ask me. I came to you in the first place to say goodbye and to also ask where he was."

Sakura gasped and stumbled off her feet.

"Sakura!" Eriol grabbed her and pulled her back up. "What do you suppose?"

"Yukito . . . " she cried, "he probably got his men to kidnap Syaoran. What if they kill him or maybe he's already dead!" Her eyes roamed around frantically as she gasped for more air. "Eriol, we must find him!"

I envisioned everything.

I can tell through the future.

For you to protect that dream,

You must seek pain to find a cure.

Syaoran's sword was in her hands as her cheeks ran lines of tears. She ran through the forest, dragging the sword off the dirt ground. It was heavy, really heavy. She was panting wildly but she must find Syaoran as fast as she could.

"Eriol, what direction?"

"Sakura, let's take a break. You are obviously tired." Eriol said, "Let me look through my book. Let me use my magic and we will get there faster."

Sakura paced around impatiently as Eriol slouched over a rock, flipping through his book.

As if on cue, the blue crystal necklace around Eriol's neck broke loose and fell onto his lap.

"Huh?" Eriol whispered questionably, "ah, the necklace. What use does it have? Now I wonder."

He picked up the jewel and held it in between his palms. A tingle spread to the tips of his fingers and subsided. It started again until it spread throughout his body.

"Ai," he cried.

Sakura turned around to see a blue beam surrounding Eriol. Her eyes grew large in fear.

"Eriol!" she panicked. She ran to him, but the blue light burned her eyes and pushed her back. She jumped down to the ground and covered herself.

Moments later, everything quieted down. It was unusually quiet. "Hello?"

"I'm fine. Get up," Eriol said in a very strange, mysterious tone. Sakura got up quickly.

"What was that about? I was so worr-"

She turned around to see fierce, dark blue eyes glaring plainly back at her. His raven-blue hair was spiked up into a unique style. There were no glasses on that gentle face. Who is this person? A dark blue cape wrapped around his form and some sort of moon-like staff was clasped within his fingers.

"What?" he whispered, his voice with an annoyed pitch.

"Eriol? That's not my name. Let's go. If you want to find Syaoran, then fine. I have other matters to settle with my creation." Eriol's voice was edgy and he spoke without that familiar kindness. What did the crystal jewel do to him? Or where is Eriol? But he kind of looks like Eriol?Who is he?

"Why do you look so different?"

Eriol's dark blue gaze tensed up and his eyebrows narrowed. A low grumble and disapproval reached his throat.

Instead of answering, he wrapped his arm securely around Sakura's waist.

"Hey?"

He raised his moon-like staff.

"Eriol!"

He hit it softly two times against the ground.

She looked at him hard into his emotionless face and saw a smirk. Suddenly, they were swooped up into the air.

"Wah! You can fly?" she said in amazement.

"I am a wizard, a sorcerer, magician; whatever you call it . . . and I can fly," he said in a smooth voice.


Syaoran was drifting in and out of consciousness. He felt very cold. Where was he? A type of soft, cold substance landed on his lightly tanned skin. He twitched and shivered. It was freezing! But more continued its way down onto the Earth and piled on top of him.

He wearily opened his deep amber depths to see a figure, Yukito, standing there with an evil smirk upon that smooth facial structure. He growled angrily.

"Free me at once Yukito! I want to go home!" he groaned as he twisted wildly. It only weakened him more but he kept swiveling. He fell flat onto his back and rolled into that cold substance again.

When you lay there and watched this snowy myth,

How much anxiety and confusion did you battle with?

He looked down into white snow. His eyes were hazy. His mind was hazy. What was he doing outside in the woods?

"Yukito, is this some kind of joke?" he yelled as loud as he could. He was frustrated and very, very uncomfortable.

Yukito laughed happily. "Joke, no joke. You should have stayed away from Sakura but you didn't. Why would you go after my Sakura . . . when you already have Meilin?"

'Argh, I almost forgot that I was married to her!'

"Because I d-don't love Meilin. To tell y-you the truth . . . I love Sakura!" Syaoran shouted. His chestnut strands buried deep into the snow as he glared up at the clear white sky with falling snow flecks. It eased him of his anger yet it was so cold. It was him . . . cold. No, he's not cold, not anymore. . . Yukito is.

I've learned a lot from being alone.

As long as you didn't let go of my hand,

Then I won't turn into cold stone.

"Well, I won't tolerate with that," Yukito grinned, "that's why I'm going to kill you." It rolled off his tongue as if it didn't mean anything. Syaoran blinked furiously as he tried to make out where Yukito stood from this angle. He seemed to blend in with the snow. Glaring at nothing but snow seemed useless!

"Yu-kito, Sakura doesn't l-love me the way that you t-think," Syaoran stammered as his teeth chattered, "she told me h-herself that she l-loves y-you." He scowled and parted his slowly turning purple lips. He took in a whiff of fresh air and coughed horribly. His breath began to mist in the chilly air. He felt dizzy.

When we walked along the same path

I believed without a single doubt,

Because I remember your promise,

Because I remember every day.

"No, that's what you think," Yukito laughed again, "No one's coming for you, Syao-ran." Yukito mocked, "Sakura thinks that you ran back to your wife. You lost her and she's mine for good!"

"Wh-at?" Syaoran choked. His body parts began to numb and he was almost losing consciousness. "Please . . . " he whispered softly.

A cold, sharp object was placed against his throat. He didn't realize that Yukito was leaning over him with a knife towards his neck.

He squinted and in the corner of his eyes, he saw a blur of mystifying blue color that stood in the far distance.

"E-Eri-ol?" Syaoran breathed slowly until his mind drifted elsewhere.

A/N– Don't forget to review!

Q-What's the deal with Eriol? Like what the f&8K happened to him? I want glasses boy back!

A-Well, I'll explain that in the next chapter.

Q-Why was Yukito talking to himself in the previous chapter? That was so random! Dang!

A-Um, I'll explain that in the next chapter.

Q-Why is Yukito so mean? He's so out of character!

A-Well, practically everyone here is out of character. So, why not Yukito. Plus I wrote this story without planning and there's many weird twists to the plot. Sometimes I think there's more than one plot. Neh.!

Q-Why are you writing questions that reviewers didn't ask you? Weirdo!

A-Dang! I am weird aren't I! It's 1:24 a.m. and I'm tired and hyper but I'm going to post this chapter at a later time cause I'm too sleepy to revise and stuff.

As you see, I didn't really answer the questions but it's something you guys should think about. Any other questions, then ask me in a review. I'd be happy to answer them since I have nothing better to do this weekend.