A/N: OMG! I thought you guys won't review. Thank you sooo muchie! This chapter will be an exciting one and I hope you will enjoy it as much I did. It is the continuation of Chapter four.

See ya at the end of the chap!

Disclaimer: I do not own CCS.

Important notes: Sakura is 13 years old now. Touya is 17.

Chapter 5: Memories

Sakura tossed and turned under her bed sheets. It was nearly midnight and she hasn't gone to sleep yet. Every time she closes her eyes, the horror movie would replay in her mind. The cold black unblinking eyes of the dolls scared her to no end.

Keeping her eyes open didn't help either, because when she looks around her room, she could see several of her dolls. Three sitting on her dresser, two on her desk. There was even one above her bed! God, why did she have so many dolls! Not that she hated dolls, but they just remind her of the ones in the movie. They were so creepy and it frightened her immensely.

Cold sweat began pouring down from her forehead, but she made no move on wiping them, already too frightened. Her hands were clutching the blanket tightly, trying to prevent them from shaking. Goosebumps had appeared on both of her arms.

Taking a glimpse from her alarm clock, it read 11:51 pm. She had to get some sleep now. Shaking her head to get rid of horrifying thoughts, she lifted her blanket higher and shifted to a more comfortable position. Then a bit reluctantly, she let her eyes close.

But the moment her eyelids made contact with each other, a very frightening memory came back to her mind. Abruptly, she opened her eyes again. Breathing heavily now, she sat up in her bed, hand placed on her heaving chest.

She can't take this anymore! It was too unnerving. What can she do now? Maybe her brother can help her…

Making up her mind, she got up from her bed and slid her feet in her yellow bunny slippers. Her knees were trembling but she had to get out of her room now.

She walked into the dark hallway, moving towards Syaoran's room. Why Syaoran you ask? Well, if she went to Touya, he would only throw her complaints and probably won't let her in his room. Besides, Syaoran's room is much closer.

Now standing in front of her brother's door, she contemplated on whether she really wanted to do this. She thought for a few seconds and then came up to a conclusion.

Raising her hand, she softly knocked on the door. When no response came, she twisted the doorknob and carefully opened the door. She looked inside and found Syaoran still sound asleep, his blanket tossed messily on the floor.

She walked closer to his side, watching him as his chest moved up and down in a slow, steady manner. His eyes were shut and his chestnut brown hair was even messier.

Times like this reminded her of the first day she met him. He was rushed in the hospital after that terrible car accident with his family. He couldn't remember anything and no one knew who he really was. All they know about was that he lived in Hong Kong and his family had died in the accident.

Sakura still hoped that he would get his memories back. Yet several years had already passed since then and not a single one came. Perhaps it was better that way. Syaoran didn't have a family left and memories of them would probably sadden him.

Besides, he already has a new family and he's happy with it, right? But a part of her still hoped he'd get back his memories. Now aware that she took a lot of time staring into space, she shook all those thoughts away. She still needed to get some sleep.

Not wanting to disturb his peaceful slumber, she just climbed into his bed ever so carefully. Covering herself in his blankets, she let the warmth of both the blanket and Syaoran's body to comfort her until she fell asleep. It was easier now that Syaoran is with her.

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Feeling something move beside him, Syaoran grudgingly opened his eyes only to find Sakura asleep by his side. She had cuddled close to him, her right cheek on his left shoulder. One of her arms draped across his chest. She held him as if he was a huge stuff toy.

Amused, he just smiled at her. He reached out his hand to pull back a few strands of her hair from her face. Her eyes shut tight, her pink lips were slightly open, light breaths escaped from her mouth.

He guessed that she must have been scared by the movie and couldn't sleep on her own. Syaoran wondered at what time she entered his room. He must have still been asleep by then. Oh, well, it's not that important. It was still dark and the sun hasn't come up yet. He estimated that it was probably 2:00 in the morning.

He looked at her again. This time she was smiling but her eyes were still closed. Probably having a good dream, he thought.

Then he finally went back to sleep.

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Sakura's dream

She found herself inside an unfamiliar house. She began looking around. The walls in the hallway were covered with seemingly old Chinese paintings. Windows in each room were draped with silk curtains, and a few plants were found here and there for decoration.

Beautifully carved stone dragons were placed along the sides of the hallway. The handles of a few large doors were encrusted with a strange yet beautiful emblem.

She was busily admiring the beauty of the place but was soon interrupted by loud noises coming from a one of the rooms. The door was slightly ajar so she was able to see what was going on inside.

Four teenage girls were crowded in the center of the room, giggling and making cooing sounds. In their middle was a very young boy with messy chestnut hair. He seemed to be struggling away from them while the four girls coddled him and squeezed him in delight.

Sakura thought that she'd seen that boy before but she couldn't figure out when. Then she noticed another woman standing a few feet away from them, her head held high in a regal manner.

However, the woman had a smile on her face as she watched her children in amusement. Sakura couldn't help but smile, too. They seem to be really happy.

Then she turned back her gaze on the boy. There was something really familiar about him. She can't seem to put her finger on it. That was then that the boy met her gaze. She gasped. She had been caught!

She quickly turned around to escape but it was too late. "Hey! You, stop!"

A hand shot out from behind and caught her shoulder, turning her body around. She gasped again when she saw two amber eyes staring straight at her.

"Hey, Sakura, wake up! It's already time for breakfast." Syaoran's voice rang in her mind as she opened her eyes.

Sitting up, she began to stretch and allowed a yawn to escape her mouth. She then rubbed her eyes to get rid of her sleepiness. Syaoran just watched her.

"Huh? What time is it, Syaoran-kun?" She said; sleep still clear in her voice.

Her brother pointed to the clock beside the bed. "It's 7:30. Be thankful it's Saturday."

Sakura looked up at him, still tired. "But I'm sleepy. I didn't get enough sleep last night. Just let me sleep for a few more minutes. Onegai?"

She looked at him with pleading eyes, a cute pout on her face. How could he resist that? Sighing, he spoke. "Sure. It's a weekend anyway."

Sakura cried with glee, throwing her arms around him. "Arigatou, Oniichan!"

Syaoran just smiled and placed her back in bed. "Otou-san had already prepared breakfast so you could come downstairs anytime you want to eat."

She nodded her head in understanding. "Thank you so much, Syaoran."

"You're welcome, Sakura." He whispered as he placed a light kiss on her cheek. Then, he stood up and walked out of his room, closing the door gently behind him.

Tsuzuku (To be continued)

Author's notes: So how was it? Good? Bad? Tell me! I also want to ask you these questions:

Do you want Touya to be with Yume or Yukito?

Do I need to write longer chapters?

Do you want more ET moments? (I think I already know the answer to that)

Answer me in you reviews. Also, suggestions would be appreciated.

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