Hey peep's I'm back.

Yeah, sorry it took so long to update.

Nywho.

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Nywho…

Read on my fello fans. (I do not own CCS)

Syaoran only remembered a few garbled details from the past few hours. He remembered being pulled away from Tomoyo and Eriol with Sakura and getting stabbed in the chest by a monster closely followed by a white light, but everything else was hazy. He opened his eyes. Yue and Kero were on either side of him, holding old dusty books and chanting. Syaoran suddenly realized that he was not dead, unless the monster had gotten to Yue and Kero too.

"What…" Syaoran tried to ask, but it came out as a groan. His throat was parched and his lips felt like he'd spent a week in the desert. Tomoyo was by his side in a moment, she tilted his head up and gave him a little sip of water. He felt better, Eriol was lying next to him and Sakura was next to him. "What happened?"

"You and Sakura were pulled between dimensions," Tomoyo explained. "Eriol went after you, you've been unconscious for hours." Yue and Kero ate some food and threw incense on the pot of fire sitting next to Eriol. "Come on, we need to change your bandages." Tomoyo quickly unwrapped the gauze and gently peeled it away from Syaoran's skin, making sure that it would not break the scab.

"What happened to Eriol?" Syaoran asked. Tomoyo stifled a gasp/sob, Syaoran dismissed it, she would not want to him fawn over her.

"He went after you," Tomoyo said, tears welling at her eyes, "As soon as you and Sakura disappeared he began chanting and he disappeared. When he came back you guys were bleeding and he collapsed." Syaoran gasped as Tomoyo applied some sort of glop to his chest, it was freezing and it stung like hell. "Sorry, but it will help you heal quicker."

"What about Sakura?" Syaoran asked, his fists clenched. Tomoyo hung her head.

"We don't know," she answered. Syaoran looked over at her, leaning up on his elbows. Sakura's face was a white as a sheet and her breathing was ragged. "She's stable, but her heart gave out a few hours ago. We've been monitoring her since then, she's only hanging on by sheer willpower." Syaoran felt another wound, internal this time, flare up at the thought of Sakura dieing. Syaoran closed his eyes and then looked down at his chest, there was an ugly katana wound on the right side of his chest. It was oozing slightly, he had no idea how he would find an excuse for this injury. Kero and Yue then moved next to Eriol and began chanting. A gold and a white light surrounded the two and moved to Eriol, the aura turned to blue and imploded on Eriol, he blinked his eyes open and his breathing evened.

"Tomoyo?" Eriol asked. Tomoyo had been concentrating on Syaoran and had just wrapped him up again. Her head snapped up, her purple hair whipping around her face. Tomoyo was by his side with her arms around him in a flash.

"Eriol," she said. Eriol wrapped his arms around Tomoyo and she helped him upstairs. Yue and Kero ate some more and stumbled over to Sakura, their well worn books in hand. They opened the books and began chanting in low voices. The incense made the air in the room heavy; the same light that had surrounded Eriol now surrounded Sakura. She glowed, but the aura did not change. The chanting continued and Sakura's breath came easier. The two stopped chanting and the light faded away.

"She's out of danger, but she's still critical," Yue said. "Tomoyo, if you could move her upstairs and get her into something more comfortable?" Tomoyo nodded and picked Sakura up with more then a little trouble and carried her out of sight. "I will need to be Yukito so I can rest. Syaoran, will you look after Sakura?" Syaoran nodded and stumbled up the stairs. Tomoyo was already looking after Eriol. He walked into Sakura's room.

"Whoa," Syaoran said. Her room was pink, entirely pink. She was lying on top of her covers, which were pink, looking very much like sleeping beauty. Her hair had been washed and brushed and was spread out like a fan behind her. She was wearing a long white skirt and a pink tank top; her arms were crossed over her abdomen. Syaoran crossed the distance between the door and the bed and knelt beside her. Syaoran could not help himself; he leaned over and pressed his lips against hers. She did not even stir in her sleep, so much for the sleeping beauty tactic. Syaoran could feel his heart breaking at the sight of her slinged arm and her wounded chest cavity.

"Sakura," he said, kneeling next to the bed and taking her hand, he buried his head in the sheets next to her, "Please, please don't die." Syaoran did not notice the gentle green aura travel down his arm and surround Sakura. He was to focused on keeping the tears that threatened to fall in his eyes. "Please, please don't leave me alone." The light became brighter and focused around her wounded chest. Just the thought of living without Sakura made his heart break in two, the light faded. Sakura blinked her eyes open.

"Syaoran?" She asked, disoriented. Syaoran wrapped Sakura in a hug. Sakura reacted, rolling out of his grasp and away from the floor before collapsing to her knees with a groan.

"Sorry," she said, waving him away, "Reflex." In truth, she was not all that comfortable in another mans grasp, despite the "incident" earlier. "It happens after a few years in training." Sakura groaned. "I feel like I just sparred Touya." Syaoran laughed and hugged Sakura, she let him this time.

"Mental note," he said, "Never spar Touya."

"Epically when he's drunk," Sakura said with a smile, "What happened, the last thing I remember is leaving Touya's?"

"We were pulling into a another dimension," Syaoran replied, his voice falling, "You were stabbed in the chest." He hugged her closer. "You really scared me Sakura, I thought you were dead."

"It would take more then that to kill me," Sakura said. She detangled herself from Syaoran's embrace and picked up her Clow book. "Anyway, take off your shirt."

"What!" Syaoran asked.

"Or relax," Sakura said, "I'm just going to heal you." She pulled out the Heal card and waved it in front of his face. "Besides, I've already seen you shirtless on more then one account." Syaoran blushed slightly and pulled his shirt off with his left arm. Sakura gently peeled away the bandages and spoke the Cards name, placing her hand over the wound. Syaoran jumped at the coolness of her hand but he stayed still, her hand began to warm as it glowed and his chest began to tingle. She removed her hand with a smile and ran her hand over the skin, there was no trace of a scar. Suddenly she realized what she was doing and snapped her hand back, blushing a deep shade of crimson.

"Cool," Syaoran said, "If I had a dime every time I wanted one of those." Sakura smiled, still a little uneasy with the fluttering feeling in her stomach.

"I'll be right back," she said. Sakura quickly healed herself and walked back into the room. "Sorry." She explained, replacing the card. Her arm was still in a sling.

"How come you didn't heal that?" Syaoran asked. Sakura sat down trying to pry her eyes from Syaoran's chiseled muscles.

"I'm to tired," Sakura said, "I'd rather not pass out again tonight. Put a shirt on, will you?" Syaoran blushed and pulled his on over his head. "Are the others all right?"

"Kero and Yukito are passed out," Syaoran said, "Eriol's tied, he came after us and it exhausted him. Tomoyo's just looking after everybody." A soft knock came at the door and Tomoyo stuck her head in.

"Sakura," she said, barging in and hugging her new friend, "I'm so glad you're ok, wait, you're wound's gone!"

"Heal card," Sakura said. "Sorry about not using it earlier, but you guys didn't know then." Sakura was all right with them knowing about her powers, they even had magic themselves so it was not like she had to pressure them for secrecy. "And I'm guessing that you chose my outfit?"

"Hai," Tomoyo said, "You should dress like that more often, it's so kawaii." Sakura blushed as Syaoran nodded involuntarily.

"There's a reason I wear my gauntlets," Sakura reminded Tomoyo.

"Pah," Tomoyo said with a wave, "I could design a million outfits to match those. Hey, think you could try on some of my stuff sometime, I rarely get anyone to model my dresses with only Sayo and Eriol to hang with."

"Really?" Sakura asked. "I thought Syaoran would have jumped at the chance to cross-dress." Syaoran glared at her as the two laughed. The doorbell rang, Sakura's hand traveled to her back hip, but she was not wearing her knives. "I'll have to get that." Sakura got a knife from the kitchen and held it behind the door while she opened it; Syaoran and Tomoyo were just in the other room. Sakura opened the door and saw who was on the other side.

"Jo-" Was all she was able to gasp out. The next moment the door had been pushed open and there was a teen hugging Sakura, then he drew back and kissed her full on the lips.

Well, what did you think?

Like it, hate it?

Also, don't stop reading, the bf ain't around for all that long, surprises are still to come.

Just review, flames welcome. Especially since it's really cold where I am right now.

I'll update soon, I promise.

Aa'menealle nauva calen ar' malta. (May your ways be green and golden.)

Hannon le. (Thank you)

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