A/N: Damn straight I'm back. Sorry this took longer to write; I completely forgot about this while I was away at camp and I sorta forgot how things were supposed to proceed in this chapter, except for Touya and Sakura's conversation. Plus I sorta forgot some events that happened in Tsubasa; I remember Touya saying something about Syaoran being "the one" for Sakura or whatever. And I ran out of inspiration so bear with me! Constructive criticism is always welcome~


The shock of Touya's presence in front of her slapped Sakura hard in the face. "Wait, how did you know," Sakura stuttered, "and what about the meeting? I thought it was supposed to be all day long." Hands on his hips, Touya gave Sakura another playful smirk. It was as if he was following her the entire time.

"The meeting went way faster than expected," Touya smoothly said. "And next time try to be quieter although there was really no reason to sneak your friends in." Sakura raised her eyebrows. Something felt different about Touya. Or it could be a trap.

"But every time Syaoran comes, you made him to go back home," Sakura lowered her head. This probably was a trap and not only did she step in it, but now she's tangled in it. And knowing her own brother and not to mention the king of Clow, he was going to have things settled his way.

Touya heavily sighed. "Things were different back then." He walked over to where Sakura was standing and put a hand on her shoulder. "When I first met Syaoran, there was something about him that just kept bugging me. Because of it, I always kept myself at a distance from him. The real problem was that I didn't want to accept the fact that he was your destined one." He took one huge breath. "And then you lost your memories. Aside from hope, the only other thing I could depend on was him. I had to accept him as your destined one."

"So that's why you made a big deal out of him, "Sakura sulked. Destined one, huh? That name rang in Sakura's head and then tied itself around her heart and squeezed it so hard that it hurt. But no matter how hard it squeezed, it couldn't squeeze out the fact that Syaoran was gone. For now at least. Still, there was no telling when he would come back.

"You could say that," Touya said crossing his arms. He let out a small giggle. "So why are you in my room?"

Sakura mentally face-palmed herself. That's right; she was supposed to "borrow" clothes from Touya for Kamui and Subaru. Who knew how long they were waiting for her. "Well my friends are staying here for a bit and they need some clothes to blend in." She noticed that Touya's eyebrows slightly went up.

"So they're from another dimension? Boy, aren't you popular, "He sarcastically said as he headed toward his closet. Sakura watched her tall, black-haired brother walk out moments later carrying cloaks, pants, and shirts consisting of bold patterns. "Here," he dropped them in her extended arms.

"Thanks Touya," Sakura smiled and speed-walked out of the big, square room.


"How does it feel? Does it fit okay?" Sakura tilted her head and observed the way the twins fidgeted around after changing into Touya's clothes.

"It's a little big," Kamui murmured pulling the cobalt blue sleeves up to his wrists.

"But we'll get used to it," Subaru added and wore that soft smile on his pale face. "Are you sure it's okay with your brother that we can stay here?

"Of course! We talked it over," Sakura said.

"So we snuck in for nothing?" Kamui sighed. He was leaning against the white wall of the guest room wearing the loose clothes with black patterns bordering the hems.

"There was a little misunderstanding, but it's fine now!" Sakura assured looking into the moody violet orbs.

"So why did you sneak us in then?" Kamui raised his voice. He walked toward Subaru, who was sitting on the bed in the middle of the room.

"My brother used to hate Syaoran," Sakura's voice trembled. "He would always get mad when he found out that I snuck him in or if I snuck out to see him. But he was the only friend I had." And he was her destined one. That thought started ringing in Sakura's mind again. But it was the thought and image of Syaoran that made Sakura cry.