A/N: My first shot at TsuRC. I was inspired by "sasori" and "silver soulless" who both wrote a KuroTomo fic. If your reading this, I'd like to say "What's up!" –smiles-

Disclaimer: I do not own Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle; it rightfully belongs to the talented CLAMP.

English is not my first language, so forgive me if I make mistakes…

Note: Originally, this fic was made for a one-shot, but then it got VERY long and I thought you readers will get bored, so I cut it in three parts.

Summary: The gang discovers another one of Sakura's feathers…inside a sick girl's body whose life depends on its power. For Kurogane, it wouldn't mean much to throw another casualty in the round but what happens if that girl goes by the name Tomoyo?

Black Steel, White Plum Blossom
by Rinslet

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Once again, Mokona hadn't helped them to make a swift landing as the gang toppled over one with Sakura on the top after they all emerged from the dimensional wormhole.

"Hoee!" (1)

"Are you alright hime?"

"Kyaaa! Mokona is not hurt at all!"

"Get your butt off my head you damn fur ball!"

"Mokona ease the landing for us next time okay?"

They didn't notice the crowd that gathered around them like flies and started to take their pictures.

Syaoran noticed a little girl with her mother calling them 'cosplayers'. Whatever that meant.

He took a quick glance at the surroundings and noted that the buildings resembled those seen back at Yuuko's place. The clothings were also similar to those found in the first world they visited.

"Syaoran! Syaoran!" The little talking white manju bun bounced on his shoulder and his eyes widened considerably. "A feather! I sense a feather!"

The people around released some sort of surprising cry as Mokona continued on. "I feel it! Really close! Umph!" Fye's hand quickly shielded him from curious glance and he smiled sheepishly.

"Eh…you didn't see anything." Turning toward his comrades, he prodded them to go on with it.

Syaoran and Sakura smiled awkwardly as a couple of schoolgirls asked them to stand still for a picture perfect moment. He then directed Mokona to quiet down and Kurogane not screw this up with his uncontrollable temper. Soon a massive of people surrounded them and asked for pictures and autographs, thinking that they were movie stars. Mokona's information had to wait until they went to a more secluded place.

A patrolling police car stopped on its way to ask them to move because they blocked the circulation. The gang sighed with contentment for finally being able to go, but their relief was cut short by a policeman noticing that Kurogane's broad sword was actually a real one and not a prop.
He attempted to take it away but the poor man should have known better than to reach out to a fanged beast, especially one who just stood lamely for a photo audition by crazy school girls who thought he was hot.

His fist landed on the man's jaw and the other rested on the hilt of Souhi.

The backup in the police car got out and made their way toward them, by then, the crowd had thickened and it was hard for them to get through. Syaoran-tachi (2) took advantage of the situation and made a run for it.

Kurogane, who was first, cleared the way and shoved aside men, women, children and animals on the way. His eyes then caught sight of someone, but it was too brief and the thought was pushed to the back of his mind. They stopped at a deserted ground with the insignia 'Shinjuku Park' and took the time to analyze the situation.

Mokona jumped out from Kurogane's cape and waved his hand around "Syaoran! I felt it! A feather! It was really near!"

"We have to get back there again!"

Fye raised his hands, hoping to tire his ambition down a notch "Woa. Clothes have to come first if we don't want to attract attention again."

"I can help you with that."

They all turned toward the new voice and saw a tall woman standing a few feet away from them. Her rate-A body shifted side to side as she walked toward them and her long ebony hair floated behind. She wore an expensive-looking business suit that framed her silhouette and revealed her long legs up to the mid-thigh, attracting mature eyes.

"You were sent by the witch of the dimension I suppose?" she took off her sunglasses, revealing deep brown eyes behind long lashes.

"My name is Kanoe, I'm a friend of Yuuko." (3)

"I see, you are actually on a quest to search for her feathers." The woman sat down on the couch and pulled out a cigarette, offering it to Fye and Kurogane who refused before lighting it up and draw a breath from it. She leaned back and made herself comfortable, not caring that it caused to reveal a bit more of her bosom area from her revealing dress.

Fye and Kurogane remained impassive while Syaoran and Sakura fidgeted in their seats; one from visual discomfort and the other from the toxic smell that filled the living room.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" she proposed.

"No it's fine. We can manage on our own thanks to Mokona who can detect the feather's radiation. These clothes are enough. Thank you." Syaoran answered.

Smiling, the woman nodded and stood up and all headed for the door. She had to go back to work (the sight of them caught her on the road and she decided to meet them first before going to her job) and they will be going in search of clues. She gave them a map of Tokyo and the keys to the house, in case they come back before her, and left.

Syaoran-tachi returned to the same place as before (thank god the people they encountered earlier weren't there) and Mokona pointed that Sakura's feather left the place and pointed to a direction where the power's aura flowed.

"I sense that its being in use right now as we speak."

"Good job Mokona."

Following his lead, they found themselves in front of a huge manor surrounded by walls. On the panel hanged on the gates, they read: Daidouji Manor.

Sakura's attention was attracted to a weird device on the wall and touched it.

"STATE YOUR NAME AND BUSINESS"

She jumped back and was amazed by the robotic voice that came from the wall.

Technology does wonder…

"STATE YOUR NAME AND BUSINESS" the voice from the intercom grew impatient from their silence.

Kurogane raised an eyebrow and turned toward the young archeologist "So…what do we do? We can't just say 'hey, we are people from another dimension who came to take away a feather that is actually a fragment of our friend's memory." He whispered.

"…"

Four women wearing black clothes marched toward them in a rhythmic manner and faced them. (Kurogane took immediate interest in their clothing choice and eyed Fye who was wearing white that stood out like an eyesore)

"This is private property, if you have no business with Daidouji-sama, leave."

Ideas and lies were short on coming and they had to walk away from the quarter until the 4 pair of vigilant eyes left them.

- Same day, midnight -

"I feel like a thief…especially with this headgear."

"You are a thief; we're going in to steal that feather."

"Did we have to wear black?"

"You got something against black?"

"Nooooooo… of course not Kuro-tani. It's just not my style; I'm more of a light type."

"You'd wear white in the middle of the night! You wanna get spotted?"

"Shh, quiet, they're making another round!" Syaoran whispered.

The three companions ducked behind some bushes just as ray of flashlight turned toward them.

"Mokona, do you feel anything?"

The little bunny crossed its arms and made a thinking pose. "A little…the aura is weaker than earlier, but Mokona is positive that it's coming from that house."

They crept closer and signaled each other to separate into two groups; Syaoran with Mokona and Kurogane with Fye. The rendezvous point will be at the fountain outside the front gate in one hour.

Quickly and swiftly, each disappeared into the house by using any means as necessary.

-Kurogane/Fye-

The ninja landed behind the female guard before knocking her out with a hit on the back of her neck. Silently, he displaced her body out of the security camera's sight (Kanoe showed them a blue print of the entire manor and its security maintenance along with the shifting hours for the guards to make their patrolling… how she got it, they had no idea). Walking into the camera's dead angle, Fye signaled him to follow.

"You know where the feather is?" Kurogane whispered.

"Maybe, I kinda sense some kind of wave coming from that door at the end of the hall..."

"Let's hurry then!"

-Syaoran/Mokona-

"That way!" Mokona's paw pointed toward the stairs and Syaoran made a dash for it. Unfortunately, he tripped one of the alarms (which was actually a laser, but of course, Syaoran had no idea such thing existed) and the bell resonated through the entire house. The manor lit up and its habitant emerged from the rooms.

The teenager made sure that the scarf concealed his face before making a few back flips and kicking the guards on the chin. Expertly, he shifted his body around and delivered other kicks, rendering some of them unconscious.

He landed perfectly on his feet and ducked before receiving a hit.

-Kurogane/Fye-

"Shit! That guy screwed it up!" Unfamiliar to the eerie sounds coming from almost everywhere, Kurogane backed away from the door they were about to open.

"There they are!"

A group of guard rushed to them and pinned them. The only way out was the large window on their left. Following their gaze, the chief of the group chuckled triumphantly "That window is 5 inch thick and bulletproof. There's no way you thieves can get away."

Ruby eyes gleamed and Kurogane snarled "Don't underestimate me."

His fist came in contact with the transparent material and it broke in several shards.

"Good job Kuro-tan!" The magician leaped out first and into the darkness of the night.

"Bastard! You let me do the dirty job!" he was about to follow too but a sharp object grazed his shoulder. Kurogane backed down and saw that the guards held a black metallic piece pointed at him. He was disgusted that they would result in stooping that low as to use a weapon that couldn't even make a direct contact with him. He always did dislike bows and arrows or any long-ranged weapon used by the cowards who were too afraid to get in the front lines in war.

"Back away from the window and put your hands over your head."

Irritated, Kurogane backed toward the door instead. The door he leaned on suddenly opened and he turned around to confront the person.

His eyes widened.

(1) Hoe: Does Sakura still say this in TsuRC? She used to say it in CCS...

(2) Syaoran-tachi: tachi means team/group, what I meant was the whole gang. It could've of been Sakura-tachi, Fye-tachi, Kurogane-tachi even Mokona-tachi. Correct me if I'm wrong.

(3): Kanoe, from CLAMP's X.

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