Disclaimer: I do not own CCS or CC, CLAMP does.

Notice: Ages are 16 for S&S, E&T

On S&S Syaoran had not confessed his love to Sakura before he left for Hong Kong, but after he left she realized her love for him. So, generally neither had confessed even after Li's return, but they've become close friends.

On the rest Clearly after reading the above, Eriol had done his job if you don't get me, I mean the Clow cards are now Sakura cards but he never divided his power with Fujitaka, all right? that last part is for those who read the manga but since I'll be using the anime cards thus the anime is the one I'm basing this on not the manga and it's perfectly explained plots.

A/N: And also, thank you for the reviews and for adding me to your favorites list. I'm delighted.

The True Disaster

Chapter Two: Dreams

I sat by the window looking at the bright afternoon. It had been a week before I woke up and allowed out of the bed.

The hospital's garden is really lovely. I'm glad my room is at the bottom floor. Looking at my room's door I make a decision. I knew they wouldn't allow me out unless I was in a wheel chair so I climb out the window. I wasn't that weak anyway. Moving the bushes aside I begin to stroll around the garden. The light of the sun was just perfect against the beautiful flowers blooming. I wish I had a camera.

After a while I began to tire. I guess I'm not that strong after all. I see a cherry blossom tree ahead of me. I walk towards it before leaning on its warm trunk and sliding down. I'm really glad I wasn't in a hospital gown. Sonomi-san had given me clothes to wear. Right now, I was dressed in a white cotton dress, a hooded pink cardigan and white sandals with a bit of pink outline. I'd left my gloves in the room. It wasn't cold at all anyway. Thinking about my clothes I remembered what Sonomi-san had said.

They are your own. Sonomi-san…she looked so sad. My mother, that's what she'd said. Thinking these thoughts makes me wonder about the others who'd introduced themselves to me that day. One of them, I think her name was Sakura, she was injured previously. I could see her bandages beneath her sleeves. She's so cute. Every time I see her my fingers itch as if they want to be holding something. I don't know what it is though.

I close my eyes reluctantly. I'm sure if any one of them knew I was out, they would be worried. I have to go to my room. But, I feel so sleepy. Maybe just a nap, it wouldn't be long. Yes, a nap will be fine.

That laughter? Who are you?

I open my eyes. I'm back in my room, there's a weight on my arm. I look down and see a young man sleeping. His long hair is beautifully dark, but I can't see his face because of it. I use my other hand to move it aside. I touch something cold. A pair of eyeglasses was folded beside his face. My hand goes closer when he suddenly moves. His pale hand unfolds the glasses and as he puts them on, his hair is shortened. The glare of the lenses blinding me and I couldn't see his face. His hands are shaking and I can see sweat forming on his forehead. But I don't see him clearly. I faint.

"Tomoyo-san…Tomoyo-san," I hear the voice calling me. I open my eyes. The sky had turned red; the sun was setting.

I look at the owner of the voice. "Kinomoto-san?" I felt my eyes widen as his brown hair turned into a long black one. Then I blink and I see Sakura's father.

"Tomoyo-san, can you get up? Your mother will be worried about you. Luckily, she's late right now," Kinomoto-san said to me.

I nod and slowly stand up. I had to lean on Kinomoto-san to be able to walk. I guess I really wasn't that strong after all.

Looking back at the tree I couldn't help but think of one name, Clow.

Akizuki Nakuru was having trouble finding tickets for any of the earliest flights to Japan. She had called to inquire in various airports already.

Spinel flew in and landed on her shoulder. "No luck?"

"None. The earliest I was able to hear on was a flight two weeks after today. Oh please kami-sama! Let the next one be good," she prayed before dialing her last hope. The other guardian left to see to his master.

Spinel lay on the pillow right next to Eriol's head. The last month had been a nightmare. Eriol had lain asleep for a week and in weeks after he kept losing consciousness and having nightmares. Always the destruction, always the dark.

Spinel had known his master his entire life. Coming into form to see a child in front of him, a child he knew was his maker and master. Eriol told him that he'd woken up in the form he was in, an eleven year old (a/n: the age is right?). Ruby Moon was seated and was leaning on him back then. Eriol began to explain their purpose and what he would be doing. He told them that magic was no longer a truth to the people of the present and that he would give them each a false form, so as not be conspicuous though at times their attitudes would be different each form. Spinel had learned to keep still while in the bag of his other's false form of Akizuki Nakuru was being showed the present by their master.

It had been like that for ten years before the one whom Eriol had waited for first appeared. They began watching her a few times as she captured the stray Clow Cards. They all (especially Nakuru) cheered her on. Then they saw Eriol or rather Clow's descendant, Li Syaoran picking on Sakura and calling her a weakling. Nakuru had strongly protested despite the fact that she'd been told they couldn't hear her.

The boy was a mix of arrogance, kindness and denial. He clearly had feelings for the Card Mistress. And it had taken until after Eriol's last test for the kid to admit what he felt. Love really was a strange thing. The kid had actually helped Sakura be even more determined.

It was such a relief as well as another annoyance since in the end Sakura had realized her feelings but both magic-users hadn't confessed years later. Nakuru had been such a problem as well; she never really did have much patience.

That is, until after last month; when half of Eriol's power was taken.

"Tomoyo-san, how are you doing today?" Sakura asked as she held the fresh flowers in her hand.

"I'm fine, Sakura-chan," Tomoyo replied. She could see that Sakura was happy. It was the first time since she woke up that she'd called the girl informally like a close friend. Tomoyo smiled, she felt happy when Sakura was smiling. Ah, there's that itch again…what am I suppose to be holding?

Sakura saw her friend's fingers twitch. She held them. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, Sakura-chan. It's just that every time I see you I get that feeling that I should be holding something. It's weird, huh?"

Sakura's eyes had widened. Tomoyo was unconsciously remembering things. She smiled and let the matter go. Tomoyo no longer felt her twitching fingers were strange but the ache to hold that something grew at the smile Sakura gave her.

"You'll be fine for sure, Tomoyo-chan."

Someone knocked on the door. Sakura moved to it. Seeing it was her father, she opened the door and let him.

"What is it, Kinomoto-san?" Tomoyo asked immediately. Sakura looked closely at her father. He looked tired and worn. She quickly made him sit down.

"It's nothing to worry about. I just had a rough day. How are you doing, Tomoyo?"

Tomoyo sighed in relief, Sakura too relaxed. "I'm fine, Kinomoto-sensei." She looked surprised a bit. She'd said sensei.

Sakura and Fujitaka were looking at her, surprised as well. Tomoyo looked away and spoke softly, "Fujitaka-san is a...he's an archeology teacher?" she looked back at them. Sakura nodded. Tomoyo smiled widely. She was remembering. She felt contentment and was glad she was finally getting to know these people whom she knew she'd saddened.

"I'm glad for you, Tomoyo-san," Fujitaka said.

That night Tomoyo had dreams wherein she saw Sonomi in different places and different occasions. She finally felt that feeling one always has when with your family, especially one's loving mother.

A tear leaked out of her eyes and a soft hand wiped it away. Tomoyo reached out in her dreams and felt her mother's loving touch.

She smiled and whispered, "Okasan..."

In the hospital room, Sonomi couldn't hold in her tears when she heard her daughter. She was finally coming back.

In the following weeks Tomoyo dreamt of her memories of the times she had when she grew up and of the people she'd grown up with, but afterward the farthest she got to remembering fourth and fifth grade were of her making a red cape with a big bow at its front and an accompanying beret and clothing for Sakura. It was strange for her since she felt the huge gap in her memory but she continued remembering other moments in her life still. She'd even gone back to teasing Syaoran every time she remembered one of his blushing moments but took care to do so when Sakura wasn't there.

Tomoyo was soon moved back into her room, a private nurse was hired by Sonomi and weekly check-ups by the doctor continued.

Sakura couldn't help but feel sad that Tomoyo remembered nothing of their card-capturing days but she told herself it was only a matter off time. After all it had been more than a month since the accident and she considered Tomoyo lucky since she'd heard that others never remembered or it had taken more than a year (a/n: true or not? Just a guess...).

Sakura moved to Syaoran, "There's something I think you should know. Kero and I will be outside; I'll go call Yukito-san." Syaoran nodded. Sakura walked to Yukito.

Once outside the room, the hallway was silent. Sakura decided to move to the gust bedroom, the one she used for the weekends to be near Tomoyo.

"What is it, Sakura?" Yue asked –he'd changed once they went into the room. Sakura moved to the window.

"On the night before the accident, I'd dreamt of something. It didn't occur to me to be anything. It was only a moment and I'd forgotten it as soon as I woke up. But last night," she leant on the window, her eyes closed as she remembered. "Last night, I dreamt of a cherry blossom engulfed in silver rain. But the blossom was a pale blue," she opened her eyes and looked at them. "I feel that something has happened to him."

"To who, Sakura?" Syaoran asked.

"Clow." She shook her head. "No, to Eriol. Something bad has happened to him. For that moment I felt like he didn't exist at all."