Well this chapter so far has been a lot longer than I was planning, but hey, the more for you to enjoy, right? Thanks for your reviews! I can't remember if I mentioned this last chapter, but it's been interesting get reviews from a lot of new people that are obviously the R story readers :P Well I think it's obvious, I'm not sure though.

Now hopefully to clear some things up:

Sakura-tenshii: You asked why I switch from Tomoyo to Daidouji. This is simply because saying Tomoyo this and Tomoyo that all the time is boring…it's a little diversity, you know? -shrug-

Anonymous person a.k.a. : You'll see what it is…. :D

RECAP:

"Yeah, fine. I just took it for a walk not too long ago…"

"Thank you very much! Well, Sakura-chan and I will be seeing you and Eriol later! Jyaa!"

"Jyaa ne."

Daidouji ended the call, a giant smile on her face. Sakura was going to love this and would definitely be blushing. It would be a moment worth recording, and then the guys could see her face too. "She'll love me."

(AN: Don't you love how she didn't notice he called Squishy an 'it'? Poor Squishy…)

Chapter 11: Birthday Party Part 1

Emerald eyes roamed through the food the two had brought, hoping to find something enticing. When they found something sweet, the emeralds began to gleam. Certainly not something for breakfast, but what did it matter? As long as Tomo-chan didn't see…

"Saku-chan, you can't eat those for breakfast." A dark voice loomed behind her as her face went stark white.

"Tomo-chan, what are you talking about?" Kinomoto's hand went behind her head and she let out a nervous laugh.

"These? Sakura?" Daidouji's delicate hands held out a package of gummy Hi-Chew. Sakura sweat dropped at the sight of them.

"Oh? Those? I…I wasn't going to!" Hands waved in frantically in front of her face to protest.

"Ohohoho! You were! But I can see right through you Sakura, oh yes! Now you're going to eat my food, unless there is still food in the hotel lobby, and you can eat that."

"I'll just have your food. Can it be bagels? Please?"

Tomoyo stared blankly at the girl in front of her before finally giving in. "Okaaayy, we'll have bagels. Only for you though, Sakura."

"Thank you sweetie," the maple-haired girl said smiling and then stuck out her tongue.

"You're welcome honey," Tomoyo joked back, going towards their room's rather small kitchen.

After a few minutes their bagels had been prepared; lightly toasted and lightly buttered because of lack of jelly. The butter was sweet, however, and made up for their lack of other toppings.

"So what are you wearing tonight, Tomo?" Sakura asked while taking a bite of her bagel.

"I haven't really thought about it. I brought plenty of party dresses, but I'm not sure if they fit this occasion. You wouldn't happen to uh…have something for me, would you?" Tomoyo let out a quirky, nervous laugh.

"You didn't think about it? You don't have a good dress? Have you lost your mind?!" Sakura was sure her friend was always prepared, and this news affected her beyond words. She sighed. "Of course I have something for you. You fit into just about everything I own—unless it was custom made by you."

"Yeah, and I'm just hoping you brought things I didn't make for you."

"You're full of surprises today," she took a few long breathes. "Yes, I have a few things I think would look great on you." Kinomoto began devouring the rest of her forgotten bagel.

"Don't eat too fast," violet eyes sparkled as they watched.

Tomoyo paused, a smirk upon her lips. "Well, we should start getting ready as soon as possible, don't you think? You should help me find a dress," a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Sakura blinked a few times before her eyes narrowed at her cousin. "What are you planning Tomoyo? I'd know that look anywhere. You're not going to change my clothes, are you?!" Her expression kept changing with each sentence, making the darker haired girl laugh. "Just what are you laughing at Tomo?! I don't think it's funny if you alter a totally awesome dress!"

The other girl's smiling face turning into a serious one. "Why my dear Sakura, I could change it into something even better, and we should always try to look our best, should we not?" Her tone of voice had been more regal, more refined as though she were someone of very high class and it was, shall we say, creepy.

Deciding it would be best not to say anything at all, Sakura put on a smile and nodded her approval to Tomoyo who let out her most sinister laugh. Little did Sakura know, this was all part of Tomoyo's ploy to distract Sakura from figuring out about her dress. Surely by now the silly jade-eyed girl had forgotten about the talk over the dress, after all, they had hardly spoken about it and Sakura never went to buy the fabric as she normally did.

'It always makes secrets so hard to keep with her! I just hope she forgot…though chances are…she didn't. But! She could be thinking I'm going to dress her in some sexy dress!' Tomoyo nearly snickered at the thought. 'If she thinks that, then I have a good plan! Ohohoho!'

Sakura watched her cousin, each second becoming more frightened. The looks on Tomoyo's face while she thought were definitely creepy, but not as horrible as that laugh…and suddenly there was the face she made while performing that dreaded laugh… 'Here it comes,' Sakura thought, shutting her eyes tight.

"Ohohoho! Sakura-chan, I'm feeling absolutely devious." Tomoyo grabbed Sakura's wrist and took her to Sakura's bedroom. Then she began digging through various bags of Sakura's belongings. "Oh, Saku-chan. I didn't know you liked things like this," Tomoyo murmured, very amused with Sakura's choice of lingerie.

"Tomo-chan! That's very private!" Sakura squealed in a very flustered manner. Her face had turned a bright scarlet as she grabbed that particular suitcase away.

"Aw, I was only looking for something I could wear," she snickered, and innocent and hurt look on her face.

Sakura rolled her eyes as she spoke, pulling out a different suitcase at the same time, "Then you should look through this one. It's not filled with…private things." She had chosen her words carefully so that Tomoyo wouldn't take it the wrong way, but…she failed.

"Private things? Like what Saku? Toys?" she giggled, delighted with the face her friend was making. "I didn't think you were so naughty. I'm sorry for making fun of you though, and I was only joking with you. I know you aren't that kind of girl." She beamed, instantly taking away the anger Sakura had. When Sakura smiled back Tomoyo was instantly giddy with excitement. "Now let's find something for me. Oh, and maybe we can find something in that last box and alter it somehow to make it stunning!"

"Ah…Tomo-chan," Sakura paused. How would she say this? "Those dresses—well not really dresses but still—those are for sleeping and they'd be more revealing and…Tom I don't want to look like a slut in front of his family!" She lowered her head, the last sentence sounding nearer to a plea than a simple statement. She had to impress his family though, damn it! 'I wish I had helped Tomoyo make me a dress, so that at least I could look presentable, but making something from that?! Touya would kill me, too. But Yelan…I know she likes me, so I need to look nice for her; I need to impress her…' As Sakura though, she forgot about dear Tomoyo.

"Well, since that's a no go and you're busy with yourself, I'll be right back!" Tomoyo said, then thought: 'Camera time! I can tell she's getting frustrated about not having a dress. Or maybe we should start on hair and make-up…?' Decisions like this were difficult, but necessary.

Tomoyo dashed to her room and found the hidden dress—gods was it beautiful. She laid it out on her bed, making it as perfect as she could. And it almost looked like…

"Tom, where'd you go?" she heard Sakura looking for her and panicked. She burst out of her bedroom door, shutting it sharply, dodging towards the nearby bathroom.

"I'm in the bathroom!" Tomoyo yelled, receiving a 'sorry' from Sakura. 'That was a close call,' Tomoyo thought.

--

"Saku, I need you for a few minutes. You can look for a dress for me later, okay?" Tomoyo grinned, a video camera behind her back.

"Okay, if you say so. And if you ask me, you're looking pretty weird right now…" she mumbled, following Tomoyo.

"Hehehe! Well, stay her for a second until I call for you!" Tomoyo smiled again, stars in her eyes as she lifted up her video camera.

Sakura's eyes widened as she saw the camera.

"Tomo-chan, what are you doing?!" How could she do this?! Sakura wasn't sure what her dark haired cousin was up to, but by the look on her face and the camera she had…

"Sore wa himitsu desu!" Tomoyo winked, holding a pointer finger up. A classic Xelloss phrase-and pose-that just happened to fit the scene. With that, Tomoyo snuck through the door, shutting it softly behind her.

Shortly thereafter the soft murmur of Tomoyo's voice was heard, telling Sakura to come in.

"Finally! Tomoyo just what—" she faltered, as her eyes looked down onto the bed at the dress before them, "were you doing…" Her voice was soft as her hands slowly went up to her mouth. This was the best thing she had ever seen! It was literally breath taking. "Tomo…when? How? When did you make this? It's…it's…"

"Beautiful?"

"Yes…" Sakura walked toward the dress, lightly caressing its folds and admiring every detail. It was white with a few hints to light pink shades; a full, ballroom dress with a corset top. Between and on the boning were branches with blooming sakura, sewn into the shimmering white. Along the top and bottom edges of the corset were pink ribbons, lightly accenting the whiteness of the dress. The top of the corset, however, had a top lining of white fur. It was a delicate accent to her skin and the dress; a gentle blending of the two.

"So…do I get a thanks or what?"

There were hidden tears in Sakura's eyes then, fighting they're way out. And they won. "Tomoyo thank you so much! I love you, you're the best. It's like a Cinderella dress, no, almost like…" Her face turned red, thinking of herself at an alter with a familiar figure. "Never mind, But oh god this is great! I can't wait to put it on," she said, wiping her last tear away.

Tomoyo grinned and turned off the camera, hugging her best friend and cousin—not to mention Card Master—Kinomoto Sakura.

--

"Now Sakura, are you sure, absolutely positive I can't add anything to this in any way at all?"

"Yes, I'm positive. It's one of my fav--er…No!" she squinted her eyes shut, then upon opening them looked Tomoyo over again. "Looks great on you anyway. Really." The dress hugged the darker-haired girl's curves a lot better than her own, in Sakura's opinion.

It was a navy blue halter dress with two fisheyes from the neckline down the chest. It was a stretch fit that showed off the curves but hung loosely off of her hips, reaching to just below her ankles.

"And I hate to say it, but it looks better on you than on me."

Tomoyo blushed a little, shuffling her feet in impatience while wringing her hands.

"That made you uncomfortable? Are you nervous?!" Sakura was catching on quickly then, no giving the other girl time to reply. "You want to look good for Eriol and you're scared this is too much, right?"

"No! I don't want to show off to him! I don't!"

"'I love you, even if you lie.' Didn't you say that?" Sakura asked teasingly.

"Hush," Tomoyo mumbled. "But what about you and Syaoran? Do you think you'll ever…you know…get married?"

It was Sakura's turn to blush frantically. "I don't want to think of it yet. Just in case my heart were ever broken… But…I do wish he'd ask me." Of course she was speaking from her heart, and she had no doubts he would ask her. But so soon…it seemed as though they had only just met, and in a way they had. After much of their childhood together it had become wonderfully apparent to themselves and everyone around them that the two loved each other. Such a long time apart and short time together again would make it awkward between each other. Despite that, she knew she wanted it…the real question was when.

"I would happily design your wedding dress. Perhaps something the Master of the Sakura cards would wear? Or is that too…childish?" Tomoyo pondered, breaking Sakura free of her thoughts.

"No nothing like that! But you could always design everything. I couldn't not let you!" Sakura was beginning to look forward to the evening which would begin shortly.

"Good! Now, I'm thinking you're getting uncomfortable about this so let's relax and get our hair and make-up done before we go over. We have to look our best—and natural too. Sakura I'll put you in some light pink lip gloss and a rosy pink eye shadow that shimmers and blends with your skin tone! And…" she went on as they sat down in another well lighted room. Tomoyo pulled out the make-up—she always seemed to have everything they needed—and began pampering Sakura. "And then you can do my make up of course," Tomoyo concluded.

By the time the taxi was at the hotel, the girls were slipping on their shoes and doing last minute touch ups. They nodded to one another in reassurance as if to say " you look great" and walked out of the hotel—a familiar foreigner watching in awe.

--

(Author's Note: This Li Mansion is not Syaoran's home. It's the family home.)

"Oh wow! I forgot how big his house was! It's a freaking mansion. I'm starting to feel a bit nervous," Sakura said, her heart racing at the thought of seeing his family again.

"Calm down Saku. You don't want to look a nervous wreck."

Sakura obediently calmed down, enjoying the relief. She knew what to expect when she would enter the Li home. As they walked up to the door, a man was standing at the door awaiting guests. The man however did not need to ask their names to announce them. He could recognize them from anywhere.

"Now announcing Miss Daidouji Tomoyo and Miss Kinomoto Sakura," he yelled loudly and clearly as he opened the door for the two women.

As the door opened, the two scanned the room, taking in its inner beauty and essence. It was gorgeous beyond words and seemed like a castle to Sakura. It was nothing like she remembered. And so many people here, too. It was all simply amazing to her. Tomoyo had been accustomed to homes like this, unlike Sakura and was thus bored and unentertained as she searched the crowd.

"I wonder where they are," Sakura stated.

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"Now announcing Miss Daidouji Tomoyo and Miss Kinomoto Sakura," Wei announced in his most regal manner.

Li Syaoran, Li Meiling and Hiiragizawa Eriol had been chatting amongst themselves until they heard this. The threesome looked up to the doors, completely astounded at the two girls they saw.

"She is like a princess." Syaoran couldn't keep his eyes off of her.

"It must have been designed by Miss Tomoyo! Splendid, splendid. I should open a formal wear shop with things like that…" Meiling was thoroughly enjoying herself.

Eriol only did as Syaoran did, staring at the girl beside the maple headed one instead.

--

"Oh, look now girls! It's Ying fa, your future sister-in-law."

"Oh, Mother. She's beautiful. Xiao Lang picks his women well! She's just so cute! I have to…" One girl began.

"Me too!" The other three chimed in. In an instant they were all four at Sakura, telling her how cute she was and how they approved of the marriage. At the same time Yelan crept away unnoticed.

--

Sakura blinked a few times. "What marriage?"

"What marriage?! Why, yours and Xiao Lang's, of course. We doubt he could find anyone better!" Though only one sister spoke, it seemed as though they all had.

"Ah… Thank you, but we aren't getting married."

The girls were silent until another one spoke up. "Then why have we heard so much about you? He's never acted this way about anyone before."

"Well, I'm not sure. I didn't realize he had been talking about me." She let out a nervous laugh. Sakura was beginning to get a little irritated with these sisters, desperately wishing Syaoran was there.

"Of course I've been talking about you. You're so cute. I couldn't resist."

Sakura's emotions were jumbled up then until she spun around to see his handsome face. He was her prince charming, her one true love. And he says things like that so openly?! Had he told them about their time together in the shower? She desperately prayed he had not. Sakura continued to stare at him, unaware of the awkwardness of the situation.

"So are you going to stand there and stare at me all night? Or are you going to say hello to Mother?"

Sakura blushed and looked down, shaking her head. "Mm-mn. Let's say hello to Ms. Yelan. I'd like to see her, it's been so long."

Syaoran smiled brining up his elbow, and Sakura promptly placed her hand on his forearm, smiling one of her most radiant and honest smiles. The couple walked through the room searching for Yelan until Sakura found her. Without warning she changed directions and tried to pull Syaoran with her but he had no idea why she suddenly wanted to go that way and resisted.

"Sakura what are you doing?" Syaoran was more than confused.

"I saw her over there so let's go," she replied a little hastily.

The amber-eyed man shrugged and complied, still not seeing his mother, but wanted to amuse Sakura. If she wanted to go that way, by all means let the girl go. As they walked through the small crowd Syaoran saw her, wondering how Sakura had spotted her like that. 'Perhaps there are still some mysteries about that girl,' he thought.

"Hello, Mother. I thought you might like to see Sakura again so I brought her over to see you." He seemed unusually calm around Yelan—a notable sign of his maturity since childhood.

"It looked to me like she brought you. Ying fa must have an inner sight, eh Ying fa?" Yelan was glad Sakura could still use her magic. It would be good for Lang to marry someone with her skills. 'Marry? He hasn't mentioned a thing about it to me. What am I thinking…? Those girls must be getting to me,' Yelan thought, keeping on her smiling face.

"Well…that is…umm…" Sakura was once again at a loss for words and had no idea how to tell her she didn't know.

Syaoran sensed this and spoke for her, "she doesn't know what you're talking about, Mother. But I'm very sure that is how she did it." He smiled down to Sakura as he spoke. She smiled back up at him, the small tinge of pink on her cheeks again.

"Well it sounds to me as though someone needs some training. I would be more than happy to do that for you Ying fa! What fun we could have," the refined woman said in her most light hearted voice. This tone was the one that frightened Syaoran the most though. He had to stand up for Sakura before she could—

"I'd love to," she said.

Syaoran's jaw dropped. How could she?!

"But Tomoyo and I are leaving for Japan again tomorrow morning."

Sakura had just redeemed herself in the young Li's eyes.

"I'm sad to hear that. I'm sure the Guardian Beast misses you. After all that time asleep…" Yelan seemed to visit the past then, a saddened look in her eyes.

"Yes, I'm sure he does…" Sakura seemed to join Yelan then in contemplation before quickly lightening the mood again. "But I'll see him soon and bake him tons of goodies!"

"I guess he'd like that. It's Cerberus after all," Syaoran said while shaking his head. He and everyone else that knew the Guardian Beast was well aware of his sweet tooth.

The two women giggled and Yelan—out of no where—hugged Sakura tightly. She felt sorry for this young group who had so terribly forgotten and remembered their childhood together. She felt even worse for Sakura's loyal followers and those who hadn't forgotten, but had to keep it a secret, for they were the ones that couldn't communicate and couldn't talk about the past. Cerberus and Yue would be surprised, and pleased, to have their Master back,

Sakura stood still before wrapping her arms around the older woman. It was awkward to her that this woman was hugging her like this, as though she cared deeply for Sakura. Her emerald eyes wandered to Syaoran, who merely shrugged, until she felt the woman's emotions embedded into the hug; hope, sympathy, sorrow, regret, thankfulness, and lastly a slight tinge of anger towards the navy-haired man. Yelan did indeed care deeply.

Mrs. Li finally let go of the little Kinomoto and smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry about that. I just felt it was needed."

"I understand. I felt it; your emotions," she said quietly, and this made Yelan smile even more.

"If only you were not returning to Japan so soon. You learn so quickly! I think it would be amazing to see just how much in how little time you could learn."

"Mother, she isn't your daughter," Syaoran cut in.

"No, but she is a descendant of Clow Reed and has such strong magic that needs to be tamed!" Yelan was right, but she knew she could not force training upon the child. "I'm sorry. It just gets me so excited to see a young woman like you, Sakura, with so much magic in her. I might not be as powerful as you, but I have more control, which makes me appear stronger. I want you to assume your position as the most powerful sorceress on this plant, but I will not bother you with this now. Go, go. Enjoy the party,' she waved them off, a hopeful grin on her face.

Sakura bowed politely, as did Syaoran, and his mother returned the gesture.

--

"I guess Tomoyo-san and Eriol already found each other. I wonder if they're getting along well," Syaoran wondered aloud.

"I'm sure they're doing fine," was her simple reply. She loved her cousin, but she wanted so much to enjoy the party with her little Wolf. She only hoped her anticipation wasn't showing too much.

"Well, I'd like to find Tomoyo pretty quick; I need to ask her something," he retorted, his eyes wandering the giant ballroom. Maybe if they searched from a higher place he could find her. He was about to ask Sakura, when her voice sweetly cut him off.

"Syao, you could ask me instead of her," Sakura said, looking a little hopeful.

"No, I couldn't ask you. It has to be Daidouji. Do you think we could find her from up there?" He pointed to a balcony—really the entire second floor had it, because it looped around.

"Sure, I guess," she said half-heartedly. Why was the young Li leader in such need of the other girl? "But I already found her."

"Where is she?"

Sakura closed her eyes and the world spun. In a split second she found the designer's aura and pointed. "She's over there. Couldn't you feel her aura? It's bursting with energy…"

Syaoran shook his head while looking in that direction. "She doesn't really have magic. She isn't related to your father. I can't really find aura that isn't magical." He saw her. "Let's go." Syaoran took Sakura by the hand and walked them over to the dark headed girl, who just happened to be with the darker haired man.

"Ah, my favorite couple. How are you this evening, Sakura?" Eriol said, taking Sakura's gloved hand and kissed it lightly.

Sakura blushed, "I'm very good. How are you tonight, Eriol?"

"Hmmm," he murmured, closing his eyes, leaning his head back as though he could look at the stars.

Li and Daidouji were a little confused, but as if to say she understood, Sakura did the same.

Her mind's eye was then filled with beautiful colors and stars, then the image of Eriol—no, Clow Reed—who smiled down at her with a soft gaze. He spoke, a kind tone to his voice.

"My dear little Sakura, it seems your powers are awakening again. I only hope you continue to harness and control them as you have. It would also help…perhaps…if you were not afraid of it. I only wanted to tell you this and wish you luck."

"Thank you. I only wish you could stay near me to protect me, should anything go wrong. Well…maybe not that…but I would feel safer…"

"Sakura, is Cerberus not taking care of you? Yue likes you a lot too. He would be much better at keeping you save than I would. And…my descendant. Hmm…" Clow Reed began a small fit of laughter as he faded away leaving a confused, yet content Sakura.

Eriol and Sakura opened their eyes then, their heads drifting back down. Eriol smiled, while Sakura blushed, and the other two looked on, confused. (They had successfully discussed what they needed to though.)

"What was that all about? You two seemed…out of it." Syaoran was completely confused by their actions. It was as though they had take a long, deep breath for what might have been two minutes.

"Oh frabjuous day! Callooh! Callay! It matters not, sir Jabberwock," the ice-eyed man said, a large grin on his face.

"Don't talk nonsense like that, Eriol."

The group turned to face raven hair and fiery red eyes with a plump, pale face.

"Meiling, it isn't nonsense. It's simply from a famous writer in England. None of you understand. Ah, Sakura," Eriol turned to the brunette, "he says it was very nice talking to you. I wonder why he says it now? And to me, too."

Sakura smiled happy, which caught Syaoran's attention. "It was nice of you to share him with me. But you're both full of riddles!" She pouted while Eriol chuckled.

"It wasn't a riddle…" But no one heard it as his descendant began to speak.

"Sakura, will you come with me for a minute?"

"Uh…sure, I guess," she answered quietly.

The awkward couple left as the group watched. A happy sigh escaped the two designers' lips then, and Eriol turned his head.

--

The two brunettes ascended the staircase hand-in-hand until they reached the top. Xiao Lang led her to the left on the balcony—along which were several bedrooms perhaps for guests—and then down a hallway on the right. When they reached a bedroom with an intricately carved oak door, Syaoran pulled out a key and unlocked the door.

"Come on in, Saku," Syaoran murmured into her ear, then kissed her on her cheek as he gave her a gentle push into the bedroom.

Her heart raced.

Bum! Bum! Bum, bum bum!

It kept quickening. She thought for an instant of what he might do, but Sakura know very well he wouldn't try anything she didn't want to do. At the same time, she couldn't help but blush at the thought. The young Li noticed this and smiled; he had locked the door behind him.

Syaoran made his way to Sakura agonizingly slowly, but to Sakura surprise, he leaned his head down to hers and kissed her. To Sakura, the world was spinning in slow motion and she didn't want it to stop. Reaching her hand up to the back of his neck, Sakura closed her eyes and kissed him back, breathing in Syaoran's sensuous scent.

When he broke away, he smiled, a little red in his cheeks. "Saku, sit on the bed.."

She wasn't sure how to take this, but did as she was told. Once she had sat down, Syaoran began fumbling through his jacket until he came upon a box. It was black and velvety but long. Once he pulled it out, Syaoran knelt in front of Sakura on one knee, smiling rather cutely at her.

"Sakura," he began, and saw the look on her face. Oh gods he better hurry up; she looks as though she would cry. "I just wanted to give you this. Tomoyo thinks you'd like it, and I know I can trust her judgment. Here, please accept this!" He held it out to her, lowering his head until he felt the small weight upon his hands lifted.

She took it, running her fingers along the top before she opened it. "Oh, Syaoran. It's…I don't know what to say. I mean…oh, put it on me, would you?"

"Sure," he grinned, getting up and sitting next to Sakura. He took the necklace out of the box, carefully bringing it around her neck and latching it shut. It was silver and very thing, but a V in the center, a small, pink sakura dangling from its tip. It was a simple, delicate and elegant piece; perfect for Sakura.

"Thank you, Xiao Lang. It's gorgeous. I'll take very good care of it. Honestly, you and Tomoyo and your surprises. Two in one day," she said almost too happily before leaning into the handsome heir.

"Yeah, yeah. You're welcome. I only wish you wouldn't leave so soon…" Syaoran cradled her in his arms, leaning his head down to her shoulders. A sigh escaped his lips, the hot breath caressing her bare skin.

"I wish I could stay with you, but I have to go back to Japan. But I do want to say her. And it's not like I can do anything about it."

"I guess not. And your guardians need to see you. If anyone in Japan needs to see you badly, it's them…" He didn't want this moment to end, but he knew eventually it would have to.

Author's notes: You may have noticed the "" after some things said. (Beyond this, if you have questions referring to something, copy and paste it and ask away. Always happy to answer questions)

- "Sore wa himitsu desu" is the Japanese phrase meaning "It's a secret." Xelloss is the character in The Slayers who is quite famous for saying the phrase… In fact he says it all the time, and does that pose… So cute.

- "O frabjuous day! Callooh! Callay!" and "Jabberwock" are all part of Luis Caroll's famous poem Jabberwocky. This poem is mostly made-up words (which rhyme very well) and really doesn't make much sense unless you figure out the meaning.

I hope you guys enjoyed this rather long chapter; chapter 11 pt. 2 is already in progress