Author's Note: Hello, everyone! I'm sorry I made all of you wait for this Chapter! And I'm terribly sorry if it's too short! I'm kind of trying to piece things together right now... So, yeah... Chapter Four will be up once I see that people like the story! Those reviews are like fuel for my writing! Enjoy!

Chapter Three

Past Memories Reborn

Sakura took out her own locket which was the other pair to the one the mysterious figure that had worn. She opened the locket to expose the picture of a boy with sparkling silver hair and amethyst eyes. He was her crush when she had been younger. The soft violet of his eyes were similar to the eyes of the Prince.

"His name was Yuki as well," Sakura dreamily thought to herself. She shook her head as if to rid herself of her memories of what once was. She missed him so very much. When her father died, Yuki had promised her that he would be with her always. Soon after that, he left to live with his cousin due to some "problems" in the family. They were only ten, and that was the last she saw of him. "I wish you were here," she shut the locket abruptly and put her head in her hands and wept bitterly.

"Sakura!" Yuki called her as she made her way towards the school. She grinned and waved. Something hit her all of a sudden as she thought of her childhood friend and this boy who came towards her. "They both have the same facial features," she thought to herself as she watched the place that he had been before she drifted off into the land of her thoughts.

"Is something wrong?" Before she knew it, he was by her side.

"Of course not! Why wouldn't it be?" she smiled almost too brightly.

Someone caught her off guard and knocked her over and she crashed into his stomach.

"Ugh," Yuki bent over in pain and clutched his stomach.

"Yuki! I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you?" her anxious face loomed over him as he looked up. He pulled back his shirt to reveal a bruise in the shape of a woman's boot.

Sakura stood stricken. It looked like something she had done the day before. She stared at it for a moment too long, for he quickly covered it and quickly said, "I ran into a table," he smiled, but it hid a pleading look that clearly said, "Pleas, I'll tell you in due time," She glanced at his face and nodded.

"I'm really sorry. I should have been more careful,"

"It's quite alright, Ms. Honda. We should get to class. Let's go!"

It had been two weeks since Sakura had went out to fight. She looked at her belongings from when she was younger. One caught her eye. It was her fluffy pink notebook from when she was around seven. On the front page, it read Tohru Honda. She stroked the letter lovingly. The next page held a photo of her and Yuki with their arms around each other's shoulders. There was a sloppy heart drawn around it that was clearly her own handiwork. She stroked the little boy's face and wondered where he was now. She shook her head to clear her thoughts, and put everything back in her box and put it back onto the top of her closet as if to shut away her past. The clock read 9:30 PM.

"Perfect for a night time stroll," her lip curled into a smile. She changed into her other outfit and put her scarf around her face. Sakura choose the smaller knives to put on the sides of her legs, and took her two wavy knives that were her original weapon.

When she reached her destination of the park, she looked around to landscape. There, in the distance, she saw a lone figure with it's hands in it's pockets pacing back and forth. She leapt closer into a tree and realized it was the intruder she ran into the other night. Her lips quivered into an evil smile. She wanted some entertainment.

"Guess I'm not the only one who likes a nighttime stroll around the park," Sakura appeared almost out of the shadows in front of the mysterious figure.

He was clearly waiting for her. "I see you came," he crossed his arms and the mask that covered his face around his eyes blocked what features she could barely make out anyway because of the darkness.

Sakura scrutinized his face. "Who are you?"

"Funny, I would have asked you the same thing," his lips curved into a cold smile.

"You can call me the Red Butterfly," her reply was short and held no emotion.

"I'm head of the Jyunnishi gang,"

Sakura's glittering eyes immediately narrowed as she heard that name. "You…? You killed my mother!" her sharp voice echoed throughout the quiet atmosphere of the park. Her grip tightened on the knives that she was holding in her hands.

"You don't seem to understand," his voice suddenly sounded earnest. "You have to hear me out. I know you are frustrated and want to get revenge…" he wet his lips and hurried on. "Akito killed her. He was our previous leader. We were wondering who you truly were when you called yourself the Red Butterfly… I suppose you're her daughter?" he coolly finished his sentence.

Sakura glared at him. "It doesn't matter who I am! All that matter's is that someone from your gang killed my mother! You're all filthy murderers!" she shrieked at him.

"You want to avenge your mother's death, is that right?" he sounded like he didn't have a care in the world.

"DON'T YOU DARE ACT LIKE YOU KNOW ME! You don't know anything about me or what I had to go through after my mother died!" her tears fells in crystal droplets, but she ignored them and leapt so that she was within fighting range of the man.

"We are going to settle this, right now! Fighting to the death!"