Title : Long Lost Drifter

Author : Lain in the Wired

Chapter Seven : Breakaway

"So first your mother abandons me. Now it's your turn. I should have expected no less from a Kinomoto," my grandfather spat at me.

I smirked lightly. "She's no Kinomoto!" Meiling said in return. "She's an Amamiya. More of one that you've ever been." She stepped in front of me protectively and Syaoran's grip tightened around my waist.

My grandfather stepped forward, towards me, and Tomoyo also place herself in front of me. "Girls, would you mind getting out of my way? I won't hurt her," he said in a disgustingly smooth voice. They looked back at me and I nodded. They moved aside and Syaoran stepped back.

He approached me. I was glaring him down as he stopped about a foot away.

Suddenly his arm popped out in a left hook. My right hand flew up instinctively and gripped his fist tightly. He winced and I landed a solid punch on his chest. He was knocked backward, with the wind knocked out of him as well.

"I no longer recognize you as my grandfather," I said icily. "You will cause me no more pain. You will not sabotage the Drifters again. They will be fine without my leadership," I said. He took it a prisoner getting a sentence.

Then I turned back to Meiling and Tomoyo. They both had tears in their eyes and large smiles on their faces. Meiling ran into my embrace first, closely followed by Tomoyo. I smiled and stroked their heads lovingly.

"I will miss you guys," I whispered. "Remember, I will always love both of you. Whatever comes your way, you can face it head on with full force. Always believe in yourselves," I instructed. I kissed them each lightly on the forehead and backed away. "I'm always here for you."

I slipped into Syaoran's open arms and hugged him lightly. He planted a soft kiss on my forehead and slipped our hands together.

He led me out the door and down to his car. We both got in and he just started driving. We didn't know where we were going, and I really didn't care. I was in love and nobody could change that.

I knew that from now to the end of my life I would always love Syaoran, and he'd be the only person I'd ever need. The one that the most needed person needs.

We had stopped at a red light when he looked down and spotted the tattoo. "Are you going to get that removed?"

I glanced down at the small black marking. I smiled lightly at it. "No, it's caused too much in my life. Too many feelings, thoughts, actions. It gave me you. I think I owe it to my memories to keep it," I said as I looked at it lovingly.

He smiled at me and planted his lips firmly on my own.

Then he just drove and drove. And we had our happy ending by just always being together. I knew it. I finally found true love.