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ChiChi's Note: Okay, so some of you are not happy with the ending of White Rose II. Well, neither am I. I'll eventually change it, but not now. I prefer leaving it until I have at least a bit of respect for that fanfic. Anyways, here's the next chapter to um, this fanfic. Enjoy!

Tama

The seventeen-year-old girl sat up from her bed soaked to the skin in sweat. She had another dream about that enigmatic boy. In all of her dreams, his face was covered by the shadows, but it was as if she knew him. The dreams seemed so real, but once again she would wake up and sit in bed wondering about him. She tossed the comforter off of her body and got off the bed. She stretched before going to make herself some hot chocolate. She pulled on her white, silk robe and made her way into the kitchen. She shivered as she entered the kitchen. How she despised this place. She lived in an old abandoned cottage on the border of the forest, a cottage the townspeople "charitably" let her live in. She lived in solitude in the long forgotten home. The only exception was Spinel, a little black cat who regularly trailed behind her. She lit a candle and put some water into the kettle. She put the kettle on the stove then leaned against the counter. She looked at the cloudy window and wiped it. Outside, there was a thin layer of snow on the ground. "No wonder it's so cold," she wrapped her robe tighter around herself and let out a deep breath.

She had been in this cottage since she came to this town. Some hunters found her wandering the forest thoughtlessly and brought her back with them. They have no clue

who she was; no one in the town seemed to know her. When they asked her for her name; she didn't know it, but something made her say Tama. Soon after, they concluded that she had amnesia by the injury to the side of her head then said nothing more to her. They dumped her in the cottage and never spoke to her, unless it was necessary. Tama walked over to the mirror hanging by her table and looked into it. She had soft, dark locks, violet eyes, and pale skin. She figured that she was only half Japanese considering that her skin was whiter that everyone else's. She stared at the mirror sadly, would she ever know who she really was? An abrupt high-pitched noise started and slowly got louder. Tama dragged herself over to the kettle and poured water into her cup. She went over to the cupboard and reached for the chocolate powder but she only found an empty space. She sighed and tossed the water into the sink. She looked over at the window; it became foggy again but it looked as if someone had used a finger to draw on it. Her reaction went from shock to fascination. She could tell that it was a small fragment of an image. It had a recognizable design, but she had no idea where she had seen it before. The way the curves and swaying lines move throughout the shape made it very alluring. She moved to touch the drawing. She wondered how it managed to show on her window.

CRASH!

Tama spun around and saw Spinel on top of the counter. On the ground was the kettle. She gave the cat a disapproving look and grabbed a rag to clean it up. She glanced over at the window again and saw it untouched and perfectly covered in a sheet of whiteness. She cocked her head to the side trying to figure out what happened to the drawing. Spinel's meow called her. She got down on her knees and went to put the rag in the water but stopped. She stared into the water as a black liquid somehow escaped from the floor and took form of the image from the window. She rubbed her eyes and looked again. It was clear. Maybe she was just going insane.

The sun had risen and it was now morning. The heat from the sun quickly made the snow disappear. Tama grabbed her shopping basket and placed it at the door. She moved to her dresser pulled out a white sundress. She dressed unhurriedly then put on her shoes. She took a hair tie and put her hair into a low ponytail. She smiled with satisfaction once she was done dressing. It was going to be a good day! She waited for Spinel to hop into the basket then left the cottage. She took the path into the town. She entered the town to find it busy, as usual. Everything in the town was so vibrant and cheerful, making Tama wish that she lived in the town as well, and not alienated from everyone else. She turned into a grocery store and went to the storeowner, "Why hello Tama! Here to pick up your usual order?"

Tama smiled at him, "Yes I am."

The man pulled out a brown paper bag filled with bread, cat food, and, lest we forget, chocolate powder. Tama took the bag and placed it snugly beside Spinel. "Thank you," Tomoyo paid the owner then left.

As she left someone crashed into her. "TAMA!" an energetic voice exploded.

Tama opened her eyes to her best friend, Sakura Kinomoto. Sakura's hand went directly to pet Spinel. Sakura's fiancé ran up from behind her, "Are you okay Tama?"

"I'm fine Syaoran," Tama smiled.

The two had been Tama's friends ever since she came to the town. The two were to be wed in a week's time and Tama was the maid of honour. "So did you go to the seamstress to pick up your dress?" Sakura enquired.

Tama nodded, "Yes, it's so beautiful! Thank you!"

Sakura began chatting about appointments she made for Tama. Becoming somewhat bored, she looked over at Syaoran who was glancing at his watch constantly with an impatient look on his face. "I see you're in a rush to go somewhere," Tama smile sweetly at the two, "I should probably go back to the cottage now anyways."

Syaoran mouthed a "thanks," and Tama nodded in response. Sakura opened her mouth to protest, but Syaoran quickly grabbed her hand and dragged her along with him. Tama giggled at the cute pair and strolled back to her cottage. While she was walking back she felt an empty feeling inside. She felt… lonely. Seeing the two made her realize that she had no one. She didn't have family, she didn't have many friends, and she had no one who would be there for her always. She got onto the porch and pushed her door open. She placed the basket on the ground. "Honey, I'm home," she said sarcastically.

Taking the grocery bag, she went into the kitchen. She filled the empty space in her cupboard. Then went over to her bed to lie down.

Tama was sitting down at a white table in a garden. Across from her was a woman with dark brown hair and matching eyes. She had the same nose and ears as the lady. 'Could this be my…' Tama examined her again, '…my mother?' The woman took a sip of her tea then put it down. "You seem worried my dear," the lady soon spoke, "I'm certain that this boy will meet my standards."

Tama made a sound of confusion. "Sorry I'm late," a voice came from beside them.

The lady looked to the side and smiled. Tama also looked to the side and saw the boy again. His face was once again covered with shadows. He walked up to Tama and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. She felt the urge to slap him, but unfortunately, she didn't seem to have any control over her body. A single cherry blossom was held out in his palm. She felt herself smile then she accepted the small token. He then pulled out another flower and handed it to the lady. "Why thank you young man," the lady took the flower and placed it beside her cup. She then moved her arm in the direction of the chair in between her and Tama, "Please sit."

He strolled over to the chair and sat down. As they began chatting, the voices slowly began to fade away. She looked over at the boy and saw a pair of glasses over his face but nothing else. She could see a reflection in the glasses. She saw the design again; the one that appeared on her window. He adjusted his head and as he did, she could see the complete image. It was a butterfly.

Tama opened her eyes and looked around herself. She was in the cottage! Spinel hopped onto the bed and purred. She acknowledged the cat and gently scratched behind his ear. She paused for a second, "What was I dreaming about again?"

Tama grabbed a pencil and her sketchbook and went out to sit on the porch. She was still disturbed by the fact that she had no one. Spinel snuck up behind her and rubbed against her. "Come to think of it; I'm not alone," she petted the cat, "You're probably not even my cat, but you're still here for me Spinel."

The cat meowed happily then gracefully crept away. She placed her pencil to the paper and began trying to replicate the image from last night. She didn't even have to try to remember the image; it was almost magically etched into her brain. As soon as she finished, she began adding onto the design. She had no idea what she was planning to draw but it still looked beautiful to say the least. She found herself having fun just adding this and that to the picture. Slowly, it was beginning to take a form. It almost looked like… She stopped, hearing an angered noise. Tama looked down at Spinel and saw him at the other side of the porch hissing. She put down her sketchbook and went over to the small cat. She took him in her arms and swayed slowly, trying to calm him. "Shhhh, it's alright Spinel," she looked in the direction in which he was hissing, "What's wrong?"

She watched for some kind of disturbance. Spinel was looking out into the forest. Tama couldn't seem to find anything, for the forest was dark. She then saw someone jump out of one of the trees then stand. She got off the porch and approached the figure, "Who's there?"

There was no response. Spinel began to hiss once again. "Spinel, what's wrong?" Tama went to touch the cat but it viciously sunk its teeth into her hand.

Tama flinched in pain, dropping Spinel. The cat simply meowed and scurried into the forest. Tama looked up at the figure, but it was gone. She shrugged, thinking that it was only her imagination, and ran after Spinel. In the forest was a pathway with tall grass growing on it from not being used. She walked along it calling out the cat's name. She bent her knees checking under bushes, "Here kitty kitty."

She stood up straight, tucking her hair behind her ear. She took in her surroundings, feeling distressed. There was just something about this place that made her uneasy. She had always felt that way, ever since she woke up in this terrible place. She was scared of it, but she wanted her cat back. As she kept walking, she saw a light. There was a clearing up ahead. She could see the bottom of a cliff with a pile of rocks at the base. 'Maybe Spinel's up there.' There was this bad feeling in the pit of her stomach as she got closer. She stopped, trembling with fear, heart pounding excruciatingly. She felt frozen to the spot. Suddenly, someone from behind put his hand over her mouth muffling her scream. The person held onto her wrist securely and began to whisper, "So, you've finally come, my dear."

ChiChi's Note: Gee, I wonder who that is. This is so fun. I miss doing all these cliffies. I must start doing it again! (Btw, this chapter was shorter than usual cuz I didn't have much dialogue.) O and ifyou didnt catch my drift, Tama is Tomoyo.Review!