Disclaimer:

I have no affiliation with Cardcaptor Sakura or any other of CLAMP's works. Also any similarities to real life events or people are unintentional unless explicitly stated.


Toya thought back to when Akito Tsukishiro declared her True Name and birthday.

"I have information about the war between Heaven and the joint forces of the Spirit Realm and Hell," she had declared boldly in the face of all of Tomoyo's bodyguards. "All I ask in exchange is for you to stop my brother."

"How about we help you carve out your heart instead?" Toya sarcastically replied. He did not trust anything that she had to say nor did he have any interest in helping her with anything.

Uncle Hyogo put a hand on his shoulder and then addressed the goeng-si. "You are not in a position to be bargaining with us. You have been linked to several attacks over the years. Tell us what you know. We will take what you say into account."

"I expected this," she said. "The prince of the Spirit Realm is waging a long war on God and his angels so that he can be together with one of His angels. Naturally that means that the underworld is joining the fray. On the fifteenth day of this month, on the Day of the Dead, representatives from the three realms are meeting on the Bridge to try and negotiate an end to the war, but my brother needs to be found before then!"

"Compared to the celestial war, one vampire is hardly concerning."

"If he isn't found by then, countless of people will die. I saw it in a vision. The longer we wait, the more difficult he will be to subdue."

There were murmurs, but Uncle didn't say anything.

"What if I give your daughter blood so that she may live? Then will you help me?"

"What do you mean?" asked Aunt Saya.

"I can tell if people are going to die soon. I think she only has about a ye-,"

"Quiet!"

"Okay, okay. But the offer still stands. The important thing is that you find Yukito. The war was bound to happen, it's inevitable, but the outcome is still uncertain. The best chance we all got is if we stop him before the Day of the Dead."

If what she said was true, there was only a few days left with no sign of Yukito. It was said that goeng-si were known to be able see glimpses of the future. Toya also tried to dream of the future but every time he would end up waking up from the same dream. Every single night he dreamt of Sakura falling of a building and falling down and down and down.


"No," replied Tomoyo. "Star is most definitely here in Heung Gong. Why do you ask?"

Cousin Kotori pressed her lips together. "When I went to the Central Library, the library went into lockdown. Something was stolen, and I thought I saw a group of people that looked like Star, Li and a couple of their classmates, I think Flowright and Kurogane, being chased by the guardians."

"It cannot have been them. I saw all of them yesterday." Tomoyo pondered over the news. This was a serious matter. The Central Library had some of the best security in the world. No one, until yesterday, had been able to successfully steal something from there. Those who were caught attempting to rob the library were imprisoned. "Do you suppose that this was why our aunt requested that Star and Flowright stay in Heung Gong for the summer?"

"I suppose."

"This is the first time have heard of this. Do you know what was stolen?"

"I overheard someone say that it was the original Book of Memories, but I don't know what happened to them."

"I see…"

The original Book of Memories was the book containing the feather soul fragment that was sealed with Li's memories of Sakura. Copies of the book were being made and distributed around the world.

"How are my sisters?" Her cousin changed the subject. She still was not aware that Kobato was in the hospital despite her dream seeing powers. The greater the distance, the more difficult it was for a dream seer to be able to focus on a particular person or event. Tomoyo and Cousin Kotori's conversations in the dream world were intermittent at best.

Truthfully, Kobato was looking more depressed recently. She hardly talked since her friend in the next bed next to her passed away.

"People die from the smallest of reasons," Kobato replied to Sakura's question why.

Tomoyo bid those thoughts away from her mind lest they revealed itself in the dream and instead said, "Your sisters send you their love."

"I send them my love back," said Cousin Kotori. Her expression then changed into a more ponderous one. "I have a bad feeling though… Oh, I wish that I was there to be all with you. I'll try and convince grand Uncle to let me go back."

"You have to stay there," insisted Tomoyo. "Your sisters will become upset if you give up your place. Furthermore, it is ill advised to travel with the upcoming situation."

Her cousin sighed. The world knew that something was going to happen on the fifteenth day of the seventh month, but that did not mean that nothing was going to happen leading up to then. They had to be vigilant.


Within the temple, the guardian of spirits, Nakuru could feel the moon rise and become fuller with each successive night. In three nights time it would be the fifteenth, the Day of the Dead and the full moon would pass beneath the earth's shadow and bleed.

She honestly didn't have too much to complain about regarding the way they treated her. They weren't violent like how some others in her past had behaved when they found out what she was. Her room was clean, and they gave her plenty of food supplemented by a potion to keep her energy levels up despite the pure vegetarian diet. Still, she always felt thirsty. Everyone avoided her gaze, and gave her a wide berth whenever she walked past. Conversations went dead when they noticed Nakuru in the vicinity unless the topic was about her or her brother; then they didn't really care what she overheard.

But she couldn't really blame them. She had acted the same way too in the past.

Nakuru was initially horrified to find out what she and Yukito were turned into and detested that despicable man who did it.

The thirst was painfully intense and to quench it she did things that she was not proud of. Unlike Yukito, she had to live with the memory of every single deed she had done. She did what she had to do to survive.

They were alive thanks to that despicable man. The blood that was given to her increased her magical abilities and even gave her the ability to glimpse flashes of the future.

Nakuru learned how to accept and live with her condition. She stayed out of the sun and she with her brother moved to a city where the energy density was so high that it slowed down the thirst to manageable levels. Eating large amounts of food helped, but the only way really satiate the energy cravings was through living beings, which at this point she no longer minded. She discovered some methods that proved to be extremely fun and pleasurable. Yukito didn't approve and instead did his best to get his fill from food.

However, a hundred and thirty-five years was painfully long time to live. If only all those naïve people chasing immortality really knew what it meant to live forever. The same mistakes were made over and over and over again no matter what they did. She watched many people die, some for the smallest of reasons. And every time she gave her heart, body and, if she still had one, her soul to someone, they would always ended up rejecting her when they found out what she was.

Being immortal is a lonely existence. In her early days she contemplated giving blood to others, but she saw what the transformation did to her brother and didn't want to inflict the pain on anyone else. It taints even the purest of souls, if she even still had one.

As the years went on Nakuru felt herself align more with spirits who watched the endless cycle of time. She went through her existence with a sense detachment. Her brief encounters with living beings filled her with a sense of satisfaction, power and sometimes longing but she pushed the thoughts of the last one away.

But sometimes she wondered if there was any point to it all. Maybe it would be better to rip out her heart and succumb to the darkness than to helplessly witness the failings of humanity occur over and over again.

It was only because of her brother that she didn't follow through with those thoughts. He was convinced that there was a reason they were granted so much time which he spent trying to use his powers for good. He also spent a lot of time researching with different universities to find a cure for their condition.

But now he was gone and had become the thing he feared the most.

Something stirred in the darkness beyond.

The air in front of her rippled then ripped. Yukito, no, Yue stepped through. Nakuru couldn't move. His cold eyes had paralysed her. He raised his right hand and in his palm held a heart, her heart.


"I'll be right back," said Miss Kinomoto. "I just need to go to the toilet."

Meiling nodded and turned back to her friend sleeping in the hospital bed.

No one wanted to resort to using the goeng-si's blood to save her life. Sure, it would have healed her and let her live indefinitely as long but that did not necessarily mean that she would live a happy life. Not that it mattered anyways. That morning Akito Tsukishiro was found that morning dead and decaying into dust.

It looked as if the only way for Hanato to get better was to hope that she soon became well enough to undergo surgery to replace the valves in her heart.

Miss Daidouji returned to the bedside sighing.

"That was a long chronophone connection," said Meiling. "What was it about?"

"It was merely some issues regarding resourcing, nothing to be concerned about."

The curtains parted again, this time for the elder Kinomoto sibling.

"Have you finished your shift?" asked Miss Daidouji.

"Yeah," he replied. "Where's my sister? It's time to go."

He was right. The four of them were told to come back home by sundown for the feast.

"She just left to go the toilet. Didn't you notice her walk past?" asked Meiling.

He shook his head and Miss Daidouji said, "I did not notice her either."

"I have a bad feeling," he said. "I'll try her chronophone."

"Don't worry. She said that she would be right back."

Miss Daidouji suddenly stood up and said, "I shall send someone to find her."

Meiling rolled her eyes. They were both overreacting but she was tired so she didn't bother arguing further.

The elder Kinomoto made an annoyed sound. "She's not answering."

Miss Daidouji pushed back the curtains a moment later. "She is not in the nearest toilet."

Immediately the brother jumped up. "She has to be in the hospital somewhere. I'll start searching."

He ran off and Tomoyo issuing orders to her bodyguards.

"I'll go check the roof top," Meiling told her friend, wanting to do something useful.

She nodded. "Let me know if you find her."

As she made her way through the busy children's hospital that was now even busier with so many people now searching for Miss Kinomoto she heard an announcement over the hospital's speaker system asking for Miss Kinomoto to make her presence known.

There was no one outside on the rooftop. She walked around the perimeter just to make sure and was about to go through the door to go back inside when something in the distance caught her eye. A small speck was bouncing amongst the far skyscrapers.

There wasn't any time to hesitate. There was a possibility it wasn't even Miss Kinomoto, but it would be better if she made certain. It wasn't considered safe for anyone to be in the city on their own this close to sundown especially for those without magical powers like Miss Kinomoto.

As she got closer she began to doubt that it was Miss Kinomoto because the girl had long, curly black hair, but she got closer recognised her bright green eyes. Meiling put in an extra burst of speed. She caught up with her mid jump, high above the ground and put a hand on her shoulder, but to her surprise Miss Kinomoto twisted and pushed her away. Meiling tumbled and landed ungracefully on the nearby roof.

"Hey! what was that for?"

Miss Kinomoto faced her with her staff released.


"Hey where are you?" asked Meiling over the chronophone.

"That's my question. You're all supposed to be here by now," said Syaoran. She knew that there was to be a feast today. It was his birthday today, but only his immediate family knew that. The reason that everyone else was given was that the feast was to welcome the Li Clan members who had recently arrived in the past couple of weeks in preparation for the Day of the Dead in two days' time.

"It's Miss Kinomoto, she's-,"

"Where are you?" he interrupted, alarmed.

"At Central. But-"

The chronophone went dead in Syaoran's hands.


Author's Notes:

Hi, sorry about the late update. I was babysitting my 5 year old cousin and also my internet is being uncooperative so I haven't checked this chapter as thoroughly as I'd normally do, but I really wanted to get it out there and feel as if I've done something. I also apologize for the number of cliff hangers in this story.

This chapter was going to be called "Sakura and the Blood Moon" but then I found out that full moons are usually on the 15th day on a lunar calendar, not the 13th. Ah well.

I thought it was really cool that how the Chinese character for "heart" was the same as the one for "mind" and how those two words also translate to the same word (or similar word, I can't remember right now) in Greek.

If you do like this story, at any point, please let me know. It's very motivating to know!

Hopefully my net is fixed soon. I didn't realize how dependent I was on the internet until now!