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Yeah, sorry it took so long to update.

Nywho…

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Sakura opened her eyes and sat up quickly, she felt something crawl up her spine. Sakura took her sword from the rack near her bed and walked to the window. It was not quite dawn yet and the first rays of light were just beginning to creep over the houses next door. Sakura searched the shadows, but could see nothing. Sakura sighed and turned away from the window.

"Hey kid," Kero asked sleepily, "You OK?"

"Yeah," Sakura said, "I just got that feeling again, like someone's watching me."

That made Kero very much awake. "The same presence you've been sensing for the past two weeks?" Sakura nodded. "Are you sure it just isn't a rouge spirit that you need to capture."

"Yes," Sakura replied, "This is different. This is something, evil. Clow Reed did not create this, I'm sure of it."

"Should we ask Syaoran…."

"No," Sakura replied, "He can't sense it, neither can Eriol. It's hiding itself very well."

"To well if only you can sense it," Kero replied, "Be careful Sakura, there are many people out there who know about the Clow Book and want it. That puts you in a lot of danger Sakura, I can't stress this enough. If people find out about you, and that you've found your second, it could put both you and Syaoran in danger."

"Why Syaoran?" Sakura asked, worried.

"You are the most powerful magical being alive at this moment," Kero replied, "That means if anything happens to you, Syaoran takes over. The Second of the Clow master is also very powerful. Do you remember a few weeks ago when you went after the monster that had been attacking you?"

"Yes," Sakura said, Kero had been furious at her for getting in such danger.

"Do you remember that the monster had you?" Sakura nodded. "Syaoran had dropped his sword and was out of reach. He doesn't remember what happened, but Melin does. She was closest to you when you were rescued. A powerful blast swept through the last that night, even I felt the effects. I believe that Syaoran used his powers that night. He is more powerful then he suspects." Kero turned and faced Sakura. "Syaoran has the power to save you even if you are an inch from death. If Syaoran is destroyed, then your last line of defense is down and you are vulnerable. The Prophecy that Eriol recited has to do with the relationship between the master of the Clow Cards and the one who supports him. It comes from the ancient rules of dueling, when the first man died he would have a trusted friend fight in his stead, his second. Clow Reed designed the system so that the Cards would always have a master when they were fated to. The master and second have a very special bond Sakura, one that cannot be broken by anything."

"So," Sakura asked, "Who was Clow Reed's Second?"

Kero sighed, "Reed had two Seconds, and he lost them both. He was attacked and grievously wounded, it took both his seconds to bring him back from the brink of death." Sakura looked at Kero's back and he flew to the window, light illuminating his gold fur. "It was Yue and I, that brought him back, but it cost us our lives. Clow had no way to bring us back though, the master cannot bring back his second, so he bound us to the cards. We became beasts to protect the Cards he created, it was all he could do to preserve us. When we died Clow became vulnerable, and he was weakened until the end of his life. If the second is lost Sakura, a part of you will die. In truth, you and Syaoran are one soul that is split in half, you are the same person in different entities. This is another reason why you are dangerous to any who want the cards. There is nothing that is more mysterious then a whole soul, it is a magic in itself. Be wary Sakura, you and Syaoran are not very close when you think about it." As the sun rose Sakura turned off her alarm clock and kept on listening. Neither she nor Kero noticed Syaoran come to the door.

"What do you mean?" Sakura asked.

"You have not told him about you," Kero replied, "He has no idea who you are. Or why you are living alone at sixteen and have been doing so since you were fourteen. You haven't told him that you've moved every two years since you left this town eleven years ago."

"He doesn't need to know that," Sakura said, "He doesn't need to know that my father murdered my mother and beat me! He doesn't need to know that the scars on my back are from getting beat with a beat until I bled! He doesn't want to know that my brother kidnapped me when I was five and took me away, that we've been on the run for eleven years, moving whenever a whisper of him reached our ears. He doesn't want to know that the reason I bring in so many girls to the dojo to make sure that what happened to me does not happen to them!"

"He has to know Sakura," Kero said, "Or when something happens to you he will not be able to help you without sacrificing himself. Yue and I died because Clow kept things about his past form us and we could not restore him as he was, it cost us our bodies and souls to restore him. The question is not if he wants or needs to know, the question is do you want to be selfish and let him die just to protect his perfect image of you? People are not perfect Sakura, and if he loves you then he will accept you for who you are and not as he pictures you. You have to tell him."

"I don't know how," Sakura protested, pacing her room. Syaoran stood stock still in the doorway, still surprised that he was not noticed, "What do I say? 'Hey Syaoran, guess what, I'm not the girl you met in school. I'm an abused and damaged individual who has had no one to support her in life and no one care for?' Is that what I'm supposed to tell him?"

"You can tell him how you would like to, Sakura," Kero said, suddenly he noticed Syaoran in the doorway. "But I think he heard everything for himself." Sakura turned so fast that her hair whipped over her shoulder and looked at Syaoran. Kero took the moment to fly down to the kitchen and get some pudding.

"You heard?" Sakura asked. Syaoran nodded. "Everything?" Syaoran nodded. "Guess there's nothing to say then."

"I already knew part of it," Syaoran said, "When Yukito was kidnapped Touya said something about failing everyone he loved and told me about your mother." Syaoran crossed the distance between then and wrapped his arms around her. "Oh Sakura, you didn't have to keep it from me." Sakura put her own arms around him and her held her close. For once in her life Sakura felt completely safe. "I love you Sakura, and nothing that ever happed to you or any action of yours can never change that." Sakura could not say anything, she just let Syaoran hold and her and she began to cry softly into his chest. Syaoran slowly lowered Sakura to the ground and held her in his lap. He ran his hand over her hair and whispered softly to her. After what seemed like many peaceful days Sakura raised her head from his shoulder.

"Come on," Sakura said, "We're going to be late for school."

Sakura and Syaoran walked to school with their hands entwined. Sakura was not sad for re-lived memories, she was blissfully happy that someone knew what she had gone through, and did not care. The three other people who knew her past had been afraid and left her alone. Sakura smiled as Syaoran brought her hand up and kissed it gently before putting his arm around her and kissing her neck. Sakura sighed and nuzzled back, it felt so good to be loved.

"YOU STUPID GAKI!" A cry sounded. "GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY SISTER!" Touya appeared out of nowhere (magical big brother powers that every older sibling has) and pulled Syaoran off Sakura.

"Touya!" Sakura said. "Get off of him!"

"No," Touya growled with Syaoran in a headlock, "I know he stayed over last night Sakura. U better not have touched her you baka, or you'll wish you'd never been born!"

"Touya, that line got old about fifteen years ago," Sakura said, "And he's been living with me for weeks (required since the attacks so he can protect her), nothing has happened. Now, let him go." Sakura then lowered her voice to a mere whisper, "Power." When Touya refused Sakura gently took Syaoran's shoulder and flicked her brother. Touya went flying back into the trashcans and landed in a heap. "Touya, go home." Touya nodded and mumbled incoherently, still dazed form his fall.

"Let's get out of here," Syaoran said as Sakura released Power, "Before he comes around to his senses." Sakura laughed and led him off towards school. Sakura was wearing almost the outfit she had worn the first day of school, except now the tank top was green and her hair was tied back with a pink comb and her light black jacket hid her arm guards. The two arrived at school and ignored the glares directed at Sakura, most of the girls could still not get over the new beauty queen.

"Hey!" Tomoyo called from down the hall, "Hurry up!" Sakura and Syaoran looked at each other and took off running. Syaoran took the lead and skidded, grabbing nto the door frame with his left hand and reaching his right out behind him. Sakura took his hand and Syaoran flipped her over his back. Sakura flipped once and landed low to the ground as Syaoran dived over her and rolled to his feet. They then sprinted to their seats and landed in them just as the bell rang. Sakura smiled and put her feet up on the desk.

"Cute move," Melin commented.

"Did you guys practice that?" Eriol asked.

"No," Sakura said, "I had an adaptation of that move for years, though it involved a window, but this one is much easier."

"I'm not going to say anything," Eriol said, shaking his head. He was unsure wether to feel impressed or pity.

"Then don't," Sakura said back.

"Hey," Kisak said, "You should see the window move, it was pretty cool."

"Yeah," Sakura replied, "But it hurts your back if you've off by the tinyest bit."

"What do you do?" Tomoyo asked.

"I'll show you later," Sakura said as the teacher walked in. She noticed that it was a sub.

"Good morning class," the teacher said, facing the chalkboard and writing on it. Sakura sat up straight in her desk, there was something about his voice that made her blood run cold. She had heard it before and had hoped to never hear it again. "Your regular teacher could not come today. I am your substitute. My name, is Mr. Kinnomoto."

I must announce that there is only one more chapter.

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