Yang-chan: I feel so loved. (tear tear) Ahh.. anyway. I am happy to present to you chapter 4! I want to thank me reviewers!

iluvanime493: Confusing? But interesting? Okay! Thanks for pointing that out to me! It was mean, but the Kinomoto Curse is happening. No, they didn't forget her.

Donut: Sakura will show up in later chapters.

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Summary: She was Naïve, they were on their toes. She would see the world in Pink and White. They saw it in black and grey. She would smile unaware of those around her. They would frown when she passed by. Sakura was happy and they suffered thanks to her innocence. So they finally snapped and confronted her only to drive her away. The Kinomoto curse had started. For every smile she had someone would frown, for every good moment someone suffered. Five years had passed since Sakura was driven away, and now a new girl has come to town, who is she and why is she so sad all the time? Why is it that when her tears fall that the town glows with Joy? She has come to take away all the darkness… but as always there is a price to pay.

All for a smile

A Yang Production

The rain hadn't stopped since they had met in the café. That was a Friday, and now it was a Monday. The weekend had passed slowly and wet. Everyone was buzzing around the town, umbrellas up and rain coats pulled closely over bodies. For such a dreary and wet day the town was alive with energy. Everyone was glowing…well almost everyone. Suki pulled her leather jacket closer to her body. A chill went down her back as she pushed along the busy crowded streets. She hated the rain. Hated it, loathed it. Frowning the whole time, the rain slowly stopped. Scowling, she looked at the sky as the sun peeked in between the clouds.

" Good. Good. Sun." She muttered to herself as she took a street towards the park. Everything was still moist, so she decided against the bench. The trees were welcoming and a bit more dry.

" Another day…another chance." Clicking open her briefcase that she carried her laptop in, she looked around to make sure that no one was near by. Beep-beep-beep! The opening screen slowly appeared. Logging in, she opened a program. It was a video. She played a small portion of it and opened a word pad.

They affected the whole town. Many of the young children were slaughtered by them, and the whole town mourned for the loss. Soon the Elders began to turn up missing…

We found them dead, their hearts failed them. Around their chest was a small mark, an x with a line going through The children, now that we remember, had a similar mark, this one a circle within a circle with a line running diagonally right to left. We can not stop these creatures. We do not have the strength to battle such things that we can not understand.

We can only pray that they shall cease and we can live in peace….

Great be God! They had stopped showing up! But I still sob for the town. So little of us remain. I and my neighbors. Then the couple down the street and the baby. Lastly, the orphan. What have we done to deserve such a tragedy?

A sigh escaped her lips. She closed that one and opened a new one. The screen was blank and it flickered.

"CRAP! My battery!" she hissed as the low battery signal flashed on her screen. " Crap!" She turned off the laptop and scowled herself for forgetting to recharge the battery last night. The sun shone brightly now and there were hardly any clouds in the sky. Suki put the laptop away. Picking up the newspaper that she slipped into her case that morning she started reading when a pricking sensations filled her entire body. Then it centered around her right arm. It burned in pain. As quickly as she could she reached into her case and pulled out a bottle of black pills. She opened it and popped three in and instantly the pain dulled. Her arm throbbed even after the pain started to subdue. When it truly receded, She could not feel that arm. Gently she stretched and curled her fingers.

" Much better. Crap that hurt!" She grabbed her wrist and massaged the muscles. Slowly, like a flower blooming after a long winter, feeling began to return to her arm. She rolled her hand trying to get as much blood to flow. " Why me?" The whole town buzzed with laughter and joy as she stood up, a tear rolling slowly down her tan cheek. " Why me?"

Tonight I face them again…

Tonight I am them…

Tonight I let me emotions over come me…

I am no better than them…

The young man wrote slowly, letting the words flow out of him like a spring or a river. He looked over the words. Tears fell… plop plop… on the paper. He wanted so much for the emotions within him to go away. He didn't want to suffer anymore. He wanted to just give up on life.

Why do you cry?

" Because I do! I hate my life! I hate how people at my job treat me! I hate how people at school treat me! I hate my parents! I hate everything!" He cried.

Then what do you want to do?

" I don't know…I just don't want to go on living…but I don't want to die with such emptiness in myself."

Sadness…depression…that is what is within you. Do you want to be free from such things?

"Yes. I do…" he looked up from his paper and into the mirror in front of him. Two eyes peered at him. He became entranced. A clawed arm reached out from the mirror's surface.

Do not fear…I will help. You must let everything within go. Do not stop from feeling such things.

" Yes…but who are you?" Thin ribbons of silver snaked their way from the surface and floated inches in from of him.

I've been with you since you were little. Don't you remember? When ever you were sad or upset I came alive…and now you set me free.

The young man tried to cry out as the hand grabbed his face, blinding him. He felt something wrap around his wrists, his ankles, and his neck. His voice faltered and a sea of heavy darkness engulfed him entirely.

" It's much greater than Eriol." Muttered Shaoran. He paced back and forth on the rooftop of his apartment. The air crackled with an unknown energy, making him restless. It was too long ago that Eriol had left town. Hell, Eriol hadn't written to him, or anyone for that! Only…no. Nope, he wasn't going to let old wounds open.

" Shaoran!" called out a voice. He turned around to see his cousin, breathless from running. Behind her was the ever tranquil Tomoyo, a smile on her face.

" Please do be careful. I do not want anything to happen to you two, not like last time."

" Tomoyo-chan! You worry to much! We'll be alright. Shaoran-kun has been training even harder than ever. We'll be sure to kick what ever is out there." Meilin grabbed her friends hand in reassurance. As the two took off, Tomoyo couldn't help but worry. Letting out a tiresome sigh, she turned around and started walking down from the open sky. " Let them be alright." She wished silently. The shadows flickered and settled, a figure now racing along in the moon light bent on protecting the naïve people.

" Idiots…" They hissed under their breath. " Jumping into the unknown like that." Landing nimbly on the roof, they crawled over to the ledge. Both cousins were facing off with a odd humanoid figure. It's hands were clawed and several spikes ran down it's spine. A wild mane of black hair cascaded down around it's back. A strong, muscular tail slapped the ground, on the end was a thin ,curved, hallow spike filled with poison.

You two, what is it that you will?

" We can't let you run around wild."

Do you truly believe that you can stop me?

" Yes! Shaoran can!"

" Meilin, stop it."

Take your best shot and rip this flesh apart.

It stood still, a sly smirk playing on it's lips. Puzzled, Shaoran just stared at it. Noting that it would not do anything to defend it self, he drew his sword. Wrapped around it were paper charms that were sometimes used to chase away evil spirits. The humanoid's eyes widened as they saw the young man charging. It stood ready, if they were going down, then HE would go down with him. Shaoran jumped and swung down his sword.

KLANG!

The sound of metal against metal echoed around them. A figure knelt holding a sword thinner than his straining against his strength. His minded reeled as he recognized who it was.

" YOU!" He shouted as he jumped away. He put his sword away and took out a slip of parchment. " Lighting!"

The figure quickly drew out a mirror. They held it up against the powerful attack. The lighting scattered to the many winds, leaving behind a smoking mirror.

" Idiots! Stop it!" They shouted. Turning around they faced the creature. " Let him go."

Do you think I shall do as you say?

" I don't, but it is my duty to get rid of the likes of you!" They bent down and kicked up towards the humanoids face. It grabbed their leg.

Foolish one. I will be free. I shall not be taken down! The tail raised up and wrapped around the body of the black clad figure. The scorpion like end hovered dangerously close to their neck. The figure struggled against the bonds, but they only grew tighter and the poisonous end was closing the gap. Their sword lay on the ground forgotten in the haste to pull out the mirror. Their eyes widen as they felt it pierce the skin and within seconds a hot sensation filled their whole body.

" You know, it would be better if it was the REAL me." Said a voice. Everyone looked up at the moon, in it's shadow stood the same person that was slowly dieing in the tangle of muscle.

How did you?

" A mere double, thanks to my magic." They lifted a hand and the bundle that was held tightly fluttered down to the ground in a heap. " But you, I must get rid of you. Let go of the boy!"

" Hey, what boy! I don't see any boy!" yelled Meilin.

Did I forget to bring out my friend and my master? Very well. Clank Clank. Something dragged along the ground, something heavy and metal. Behind the humanoid a new figure stepped out. There were chains around their ankles, wrist, and neck, connecting them to the creature in front of them. His face was tired and worn, as if all the worries in the world rested on his shoulders.

" YAMAZAKI-SAN!"


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