Syaoran flopped back down on his bed. He was thinking about the voice, or the girl with the voice. He was thinking about who ever or whatever it was that he ended up talking to. Whatever it was, he had clearly heard it and this was twice now so he could not chock it all up to being a dream. The voice he had heard a week ago was real, and she was still there and she remembered him. Sakura was her name; she seemed tentative to give it up for some strange reason. It's not as if she had some horrible name like Eriol. No Sakura was a pretty name.

Syaoran shot up and growled at himself, he was getting soft and he didn't like it, he didn't like it one little bit. Taking off his shirt, Syaoran threw on a pair of sweats and decided to go to bed. These were useless thoughts that had room or right to be floating up in his mind. He had more important things in mind, with these thoughts fresh in his mind Syaoran turned off the lights.

Morning came all too early for Syaoran as he crawled out of bed. With out even opening his eyes Syaoran made his way to his bathroom; washed his face, and brushed his teeth all before he finally opened his eyes.

"Why are you here?" Syaoran bit out coldly he still had yet to open his eyes as he walked over to his closet.

"Um the elders wishes to speak with you about the Chang Clan Elders coming to visit." Meiling answered him hesitantly.

Syaoran grew quiet. He didn't want to talk with the elders right now; he had something else he wanted to look up. However, he had to do it. "I'll be right down." He told Meiling seriously.

She nodded and left him, knowing that he was under serious amount of pressure right now and her adding to it would only have Syaoran let out his frustration on her. Better, leave him to release his anger on Eriol Meiling thought as she left the room to inform the elders of Syaoran's answer.

Syaoran sighed to himself as he pulled on a nicer dress shirt than the one he was previously going to don himself in. Grumbling to himself Syaoran pulled on a pair of dress shoes and left his room to go and face the elders.

After his extremely long talk with the elders Syaoran quickly made his way to the library, pulling out a number of books on magic. The Unknown Tales of Magic, The Hidden Paths of Magic, Clow Reads Guide to Magic, The Clow Cards". And whole mess of other books that just might help him.

It had been about two hours since Syaoran had begun his quest and still he had nothing to go by. He was about to open the book about the Clow Cards but then a thought came to him. He should just go and asked Sakura—though at the time, the thought that Sakura was nothing more then a voice was not completely reality to him. Checking the time Syaoran was amazed to find it was only six thirty he couldn't go this early. Frowning Syaoran quickly collected up the books and brought them to his bedroom desk.

It was pretty close to dinner so Syaoran decided to go down and eat with the family for the first time in a couple of days. Syaoran quickly noticed the smile on his mother, Yelan's face when he walked into the dinning room. He knew that she had missed seeing him at the table. Meiling also looked excited to see him, but she actually showed good restraint as she stayed put in her chair across from him.

"Good evening." Syaoran greeted as he resumed his usual seat across from Meiling and beside his mother, whom always sat at the head of the table.

"Good evening." They greeted back to him politely. They then continued to eat their dinner as usual, trying hard to keep business out of every and all subjects. Though Meiling could tell that something was up with her usually calm and cold Syaoran, he seemed eager.

It was as if he was waiting for something or waiting to go do something she wasn't sure.

Meiling wasn't entirely sure whether or not Yelan noticed it or not but it gave Meiling an uneasy feeling, and she was dreading the worst right off the bat.

Li carefully made his way down the halls. Dinner had actually gone over well he thought smugly to himself as he rounded a second corner. Now regretting the fact that he didn't just climb out his window like he had first planned. But what was done was done Syaoran thought as he made his was to the front door. Pulling on a winter coat and a scarf Syaoran quickly exited the house.

Calmly walking off the grounds of his family's estate Syaoran took his time as he walked towards the park. Wondering in his mind if she would be there again but it wasn't like she was actually there, it was just her voice. Syaoran decided he should really try and focus this time and see if he could sense any magic or not.

Once he finally reached the park bench Syaoran was at a loss. It was always her that initiated their conversations. She would always make herself be known. So how did he get her to talk to him? What was he suppose to do? "Oh man." Syaoran thought irritably as he kicked a small rock into the grass. "How do I contact you?" Syaoran said to the sky waiting for an answer, though none came.

"Fine I'll just sit here than and look like and idiot and talk to myself." Syaoran bit out bitterly. Not at all happy that his plan was backfiring. He should have planned further ahead than this. Looking at his watch Syaoran noticed that it was eleven o'clock.

Sighing angrily to himself Syaoran folded his arms over his chest feeling like a complete idiot. Syaoran couldn't believe he was out here waiting for what? Some stupid little voice? Had he seriously lost it?

"This is ridiculous." Syaoran muttered to himself as he stood up from his seat on the bench. Blowing into his ungloved hands to try and warm them up Syaoran began to make his leave.

Don't go…

Syaoran's head shot up and he looked around and then up to the sky. "Oh now you wanna talk to me." Syaoran bit out coldly as he quickly rubbed his hands together trying to build up a mild friction between them.

I liked hearing you talk to yourself…

"Whatever." Syaoran said coldly, now trying very hard to remember why he was out here. He knew he had a good reason he knew the reason when he left his house and ten minutes ago but when he heard her voice the reason left him.

You came back…

"So what's your point?" Syaoran shrugged as he walked around in a small semi-circle a few feet away from the bench.

You just came back…

"So?" Syaoran shook his head.

No one ever comes back…

"Huh?" Syaoran said shocked his folded arms coming down from his chest. "No one?" Syaoran said softly, "How many people have you talked too?" Syaoran asked a bit nervous that he might be caught up into some twisted plot. Of what he wasn't exactly sure.

I talk to people who come by but I scare them, you're the only one that…

Syaoran racked his brain trying to find some logical reason for all of this but he couldn't find a one, not a single one. He had lost his mind Syaoran thought lightly as he paced around a bit slowly making his way to the bench.

How old are you?

"Huh?" Syaoran was a bit caught off guard by the question. "I'm twenty-years-old. Why?" Syaoran asked suspiciously. He could have sworn he heard her giggle.

I'm nineteen; I think…time doesn't really matter here…

"What? How can time not matter?" Syaoran was a bit caught off guard by that remark.

You ask a lot of questions…

"And you don't like answering questions." Syaoran retorted gruffly, again he could hear her giggling.

Sometimes you don't know that you don't want the answers to the questions you seek...

"Questions I seek? What does that mean? Sakura!" Syaoran shouted in frustration.

You called me by my name…

"Big deal." Syaoran bit out.

You have a bad attitude…

"Who are you my mother?" Syaoran snapped, he wasn't sure why but he did. This whole event was seriously frustrating him he couldn't help it he just wanted some straight answers not more questions and riddles.

No…

"Then don't sass me."

Why did you come here if you were only going to yell at me!

"Because!" Syaoran shouted at the top of his lungs, he could hear Sakura's voice growing louder and louder to.

Because why?

She yelled back at him. Li growled, "I don't know!" Syaoran shouted in frustration. "I just needed to talk to some one!"

Then why are you yelling at me!

"Because you're frustrating!" Syaoran shouted out wailing his arms about.

Well so are you!

"Well good than." Syaoran declared stomping his foot on the solid pavement as he looked toward the sky, he was slightly panting out of breath from all of the yelling. The small puffs of breath he exhaled from his mouth were easily seen on this cold winter night.

You're a very stubborn person did you know that?

Syaoran heard her say lightly somewhat annoyed. He didn't dare respond for a few moments. "Why did I even bother to come her tonight?" he asked himself lightly shaking his head.

You were curious…

She told him lightly, if Syaoran could see her he knew by the tone of her voice that she had to be smiling. "Shut up!" Syaoran yelled out to the voice. "I must be out of my mind. This cold weather has frozen my brain cells that is the only reason I came back here. I'm seriously out of mind." Syaoran rattled on as he began to leave the park. He was freezing cold and talking to a voice that he wasn't even sure was real. He'd lost it.

As Syaoran was leaving he heard an echoed laugh ring through out the park.

I'll see you again Syaoran…

"Fat chance." Syaoran muttered under his breath as he flipped up the collar to his coat and headed back home.

Author's Rant: Working on it, sorry for the very long delay and short chapters.

I really hope you enjoyed this chapter I know I loved writing it. Please let me know what you think.

Take Care, Rogue Star