A/N: FYI, I have no knowledge how private flying works, so I'm just sort of going with it. Please forgive me if I'm wrong.

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"Well?" A male voice questioned. Only the outline of his figure could be seen sitting at his desk. He had very dim lights on in his office.

One of the three standing in front of him stepped forward, "Sir, we were unable to apprehend them. He found out about the camera and ran."

Placing a finger in between his brows, the first said, "After all this careful planning, knowing that those two would be in the same hotel…" He stood, "You let them get away?!"

"I'm sorry sir! We may have got a shot, however. We found a small trail of blood up to the car they took off in."

Sighing, the man sat back down, "Well, that makes the situation a little better, but still not successful; at least they are together. If you did manage to get one of them, we should be expecting a visit in the not too distant future. You are dismissed." The three bowed quickly, and made their way to the exit.

The man adjusted his pair of round-rimmed glasses and sighed again, "I hope everything is the way it should be before time runs out. I can't do this on my own. I need Sakura… the whole world needs Sakura." He ran his hand over the cover of a book, covered in low-relief designs, and then slid it into a drawer at his desk, and locked it.

oOoOo

Xiao Lang stared at the small puddle of blood that was forming around a wound in the girl's arm, 'Shit.' Fortunately, it was a shallow wound and to Xiao Lang's advantage, she was out. He gripped her small arm in his hand, and held a pair of large tweezers in his other. Without a single pause, he gripped the bullet in the wound, and pulled it out quickly.

Placing it into a plastic bag, he tossed the tweezers aside and reached for disinfectant and gauze padding. If the girl had been awake right now, she would have been screaming in pain no doubt. The Kinomoto girl had obviously never been in any real physical pain before, from the softness of her skin and the lack of scarring on her body. She would not know how to contain herself.

After cleaning the wound and wrapping it up to stop the bleeding, Xiao Lang glanced up to the driver, "Get us to the airport. We're flying to Tokyo."

"Yes sir!" The man said, and made a U-turn that very instant.

"I also need a new phone, and a bullet sent to our forensics guys. Make sure the mess at the hotel is cleaned up. Get all my stuff and this girl's out of the-" He was cut off by the ringing of a phone. He glanced down and saw the girl's purse as the source of the sound.

Digging around for a moment, he found his prize and saw the caller I.D., Yoshizawa Kasumi. Answering the phone, he said, "Is this Kasumi-san?"

"This is she and who the hell are you!?" The woman's voice declared, "Where is Sakura-san!? There were gunshots in the hotel, and when they opened up the elevator, she was not in there. Someone saw her running off with some guy!"

"Yoshizawa-san, calm down. Kinomoto-san is fine. I kept her from probably being killed today. We are en-route to the airport and I'm taking her back to Tokyo. It would be best if no one knew about this incident. Tell her little rich friends that she was taken ill and will return home tomorrow."

Kasumi became angry," Little rich!? Do you have any idea who Sakura-san is?! She is not ruled by the life of money! I'll be damned if I don't go to the police and say she was kidnapped!"

"That would not be smart Yoshizawa-san. You go to the police; my people will make sure the search is cancelled before it is even started. For Kinomoto-san's sake, just keep this small. She is fine; I will make sure no one else attempts to hurt her. Once I find out who was after her, I'll take care of it and she can go back to her normal life, deal? Just cover for her in the meantime."

Xiao Lang thought it would be best if the assistant thought that someone was after her boss. It would just be easier. Too bad for this Kinomoto Sakura, she had probably only been a witness to an attempt on his own life, and she would have to deal with it. He hoped she was the girl who his sister had been talking about, and if that were so, things would go better.

"Yoshizawa-san?"

He waited for her answer, and knew she was probably thinking of a good answer, "All right, person I don't know. I better be able to talk to her soon! She better call me within twenty-four hours, and if she hasn't I'm going to the cops!" The woman hung up and the line went dead.

Shutting the cover of the pink device, he saw the little pink cherry blossoms decorating the front. A small logo was printed on it, pInkblossomsDT.

'So she's probably the owner of that cancer fund. Guess she's not too bad after all.'

"Phone!" He told his driver. He needed to get inside his group.

The driver handed him a black device, and Xiao Lang studied it for a moment before dialing a number. The phone rang one, two times, and then there was an answer, "I need you to get a file with everything available on a Kinomoto Sakura. I want no details missing from the date of her birth to today. Send it to her apartment address."

"You'll get it sir."

Hanging up, he glanced down at the girl who was unconscious beside him. He didn't like the white wrappings that flawed the smooth lines of her skin. He thought, 'She has the prettiest skin….' The way she was dressed made him think of something he'd seen before, but he could not place it and gave up as his head began to ache. He pulled up the plastic bag containing the bullet and looked at it through the blood coating it. He saw a small inscription on it and tried to read it. He looked in the first aid kit and found a magnifying glass.

The words enlarged, he was able to make out a C and a W. The rest of it was ruined from the gun shot. He hoped his forensics people would be able to get the rest of the phrase, whatever it said. If they didn't… god help them. This case was at the top of the list in priority, and he would not allow for failure.

oOoOo

Sakura stared around herself. She was standing back home in Tomoeda. Her father was out, and she was looking at her ten year old self. As Sakura thought back on what she had been doing when she was ten, all that came to mind was just a simple year at school with the start of lots of new clothes from Tomoyo, and nothing out of the ordinary. However, here, little Sakura was in her father's study, looking at the bookshelves. The girl reached out for a book, and as she touched it, the scene faded away.

Now standing in the back of her elementary classroom, Sakura watched as her teacher introduced a new exchange student, Li Xiao Lang. He had amber eyes, and rich brown hair. The kid glared at someone in the classroom, and Sakura realized that he was glaring at her childhood self. Confused by that, the scene faded, just like the first one.

Another day, and another student was being introduced, Hiiragizawa Eriol, from England.

A little stuffed animal.

A pretty card.

Clow.

Sakura sat up, breathing heavily, as she regained consciousness. A bright light had pained her in her dream, and was what she had just seen. The only thing she remembered from her painful dream was the name, Li Xiao Lang, and the name Clow.

And when she heard someone say, "Hey calm down, you're fine." She looked up and saw a pair of amber eyes that made her head hurt when she noticed them as familiar.

"Li Xiao Lang." She said. His eyes widened as he realized she flinched as she said the name. The girl grasped the sides of her head, trying to shake something off.

"Yes, that's my name. You're lucky, you know. A couple inches further and they would have got you in the chest."

Sakura glanced up at him, and looked confused. He pointed at her arm, and she glanced at the bandaging, "Why is my arm wrapped up? It doesn't hurt or anything."

Raising an eyebrow, Xiao Lang leaned forward and checked his wrappings. She had only been out for perhaps half an hour, and the arm should have been throbbing in pain. He gingerly placed pressure around where the wound was, and Sakura never hissed or squirmed in pain. Wrinkling his forehead, he decided to check the wound itself. Unwrapping the wound, Sakura watching, he was shocked to see that there were bloodstains on the gauze, but the wound itself had healed up, "What the hell?"

"Why is there blood on that!? Blood was touching my arm!" Sakura cried out, "I hate blood."

Xiao Lang glared up at her, "I don't know. But thirty minutes ago you had a gunshot wound on your arm and now it's gone, like magic."

The word magic made her bright green eyes flinch. Sakura herself experienced what felt like a powerful migraine, for some reason, when he had said the word magic, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing…" Sakura said, shaking it off, "Can you please explain to me what is going on? Why are we driving up to the airport?"

Studying her, he said, "We were shot at in the hotel. You must remember the incident that happened," She nodded, "Alright, well, I think someone's after me, and unfortunately, you got caught up into it. I'm going to tell you now, that I am in charge of an organization. If I had left you there, you'd probably be killed since you are a prime witness. And… for some reason, you may have a connection to something I am looking for. So we are going to the airport now, returning to Tokyo, and from there, going to Tomoeda."

As they neared the drop off zone for outgoing flights, Sakura nodded and then glanced out the window, her thoughts in a swirl, 'To think I had to get caught in something like this… it's too much. But for some reason, I'm not scared. He makes me feel safe. He's so familiar…' But as soon as she thought about why he might be familiar, her head began to ache again, 'Why does my head hurt like that??' Mid-thought, she passed a car, and it had a label on it: CLOW Corp.

"Clow!" She exclaimed out loud, without realizing it. Her words caused Xiao Lang to glance at what she was looking at. The font on the label looked very familiar. His amber eyes glanced to the bullet in the bag, and pulled it back to him with the magnifying glass. The two 'C's were in the same font.

"When you get the bullet examined, you check the CLOW Corp. first for an I.D. got it?!" He snapped at his driver.

"Yes sir!" He pulled up to the terminal, "We are here sir. You should have your luggage as well as the lady's when you get to Tokyo." Xiao Lang got out of the car and reached a hand down to Sakura, "Come on."

Sakura refused to take his hand, and got out of the car on her own, "How are we supposed to get through without our I.D.s? I left everything at the hotel."

"Don't worry about it. Don't ask questions. It'll go more smooth if you know less."

Looking around, Sakura felt out of place, dressed as she was. Xiao Lang was wearing a black coat over black clothing, nothing fancy. Everyone in the whole airport, except for employees, was dressed for comfort. Glancing down at her, the man seemed to notice her discomfort, "Are you cold or something?"

Sakura did not have too far to look up, her heels adding some much needed height, "I'm fine." She began to walk forward as if she owned the world. Xiao Lang shook his head and removed his coat, placing it over her shoulders, "You don't even know where you are going." The girl flushed. Xiao Lang reached for one of her shoulders and towed her along as they headed over to the check-in areas.

Instead of going to an airline, Sakura was surprised to find that they were going to the private terminal. Sakura did not own a private jet, preferring to just fly normally, so this was new to her. Everything happened in a rush. She was so nervous about everything that was going on that they were standing inside a very nice plane before she knew it.

Searching her purse, not sure why she had not thought to do so earlier, Sakura pulled out her cell phone, preparing to dial Kasumi. Xiao Lang pulled the device out of her hand, "I already spoke to someone on the phone. We are about to take off, so don't worry about that." He placed it in his pocket and Sakura glared at him.

"Why can't I speak with my own assistant? I don't know who you are aside from your name. Why should I even trust you?"

Xiao Lang pulled up the sleeves of his shirt subconsciously, and said, "Because you should if you know what's best for you."

Sakura was entranced by what she saw though. His left arm was covered in a sleeve tattoo. It was beautiful in the intricate detail that she could see. All she saw was his forearm, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from it; it was beautiful. And as she stared at his arm, it dawned on her, "You're yakuza."

"What if I am?" Xiao Lang said, studying the girl.

"You're Chinese."

Sighing, he said, "The yakuza accept everyone. Nationality does not matter."

Sitting back in her seat she looked out the window, finally able to tear her eyes from his body art, "I see." She could not and would not argue with him anymore. The yakuza were dangerous, and she had no idea how far in this guy was, 'Obviously pretty high up considering the ride…'

"Buckle up, we're taking off." Sakura nodded and did what she was told, as if a robot, and then ignored him.

Xiao Lang was analyzing her. Her reaction was not quite what he had expected. He was used to an open anxiety when people found out what he was, which she had. Most people would duck away in fear. Sakura had simply ignored him. What had shocked him the most was that she had been fascinated by the tattoo. The girl had not flinched upon seeing it, just looked drawn to it.

His left arm was covered in many Chinese phrases, ones that he had learned as a child studying martial arts. He had chosen to be superstitious in his choosing, and went with protection and strength. Woven in between were dragons, their detail delicate but strong. Shaking his head, he watched as she nodded off, and waited for a phone call.

Meanwhile, Sakura's thoughts were in turmoil. She would have normally been scared out of her mind. Tomoyo had always told her stories of the yakuza that had terrified her. Whenever the bikes of the gangs were outside a store, the two had never gone in. The girl always was scared silly. But for some reason, the usually easy to scare girl was not so scared. She was simply awed.

oOoOo

Sakura looked around her familiar bedroom. It looked the exact same way it did when she left at eighteen. Her father was away on a dig, so the house was all hers for her brief stay. Her brother had moved to Kyoto for university studies, and had remained there after graduating. She saw a shadow cross the room and suddenly, Tomoyo was sitting there.

"Hey Sakura-chan! Long time no see!"

"Tomoyo-chan!" Sakura exclaimed. Her friend's long black hair flowed freely down her back.

Her friend pursed her lips, "I'm disappointed! I expected you a long time ago."

Sakura rushed towards Tomoyo, "What do you mean?" Kneeling down in front of her, she grasped her hands, "You are gone…"

Soft laughter escaped Tomoyo's lips, "Silly Sakura. I'm right here. I've been here all along; your mind simply hasn't allowed it."

"I'm confused…" Sakura whispered.

"You know, that Li Xiao Lang turned into such a hunk."

"How do you know about him?"

A serious look came into Tomoyo's eyes, "Sakura, your mind has been in a trap. You must set it free. Something happened that loosened it… but it is not enough. You have to do the rest. As for Xiao Lang, it should be much easier for him, he just doesn't know it."

"What are you talking about? Tomoyo-chan, I've missed you! Why did you have to go?" Sakura hugged Tomoyo.

"Sakura, I love the clothes. Just the way I imagined them to be." She looked up, "Well, I guess it's time for me to go now, but I'll be back." Standing, Tomoyo turned to look down at her, "Oh, by the way, when you get scared, just hide under the bed, and you'll find that your fear goes away." Winking, Tomoyo disappeared.

oOoOo

A jolt woke Sakura up as the plane hit the runway.

"Awake?"

Looking up, Sakura saw Xiao Lang staring at her. Shaking sleep from her eyes, Sakura nodded, "I guess so." The dream was still fresh in Sakura's mind, as if it were a memory instead of a dream, clear as a bell.

The plane taxied along the runway before coming to a stop; she saw a black car waiting for them below, "Let's go." He reached over and pulled her up.

Next thing Sakura knew, she was whisked away and they were in the car. They began driving and she watched as Xiao Lang began talking with the driver.

"Updates?"

"Yes sir. The inscription on the bullet was traced back to a company by the name of CLOW Corp. There was a strange substance coated on the bullet that we have yet to trace. It seems to be homemade and that's why we're having difficulty." The driver pulled a phone out and without turning his eyes from the road handed it to Xiao Lang, "Here's your new phone. We still don't know how someone managed to get a tap in your cell."

"Obviously a mole you idiot," Xiao Lang snapped.

"Of course sir," The driver continued, "We will look through our archives and figure out who might be a likely candidate. Anyone connected to the CLOW Corp. will be investigated and taken care of if found out. The mess was cleaned up; no traces are left. We have the luggage in the car."

"Good," Xiao Lang nodded, then turned to Sakura, "Her address?"

"I have it here sir. We are headed there right now."

"Don't expect to be staying long, we're stopping by to pick something up, and then we will go to Tomoeda."

Sakura interrupted, "Tomoeda? What do you mean we're only picking something up? I just want to go to home and forget this ever happened! I can't be connected to yakuza! I have an image to keep."

He flashed a powerful glare, "Watch your tongue. Once I find out the things I need to know, you'll get to go back to your silly things and forget I even exist." His phone rang, "Li."

Someone on the other line simply said, "Taken care of sir."

"Good. Have Tanaka contacted and my payment sent the address I forward you. I'll be out of town a few days, I expect things to be in order when I get back."

"Yes sir!"

He snapped the phone shut.

"What exactly do you do in the yakuza!?" Sakura asked. He seemed to have so much control over the people he spoke with.

Smirking, Xiao Lang answered, "I lead them."

oOoOo

Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I hope that the way I piece the puzzle together as I write makes sense. I appreciate the reviews I received for chapter one. I didn't expect so many for my CCS debut! I got almost 200 hits in less than a week! Just because Tomoyo is dead doesn't necessarily mean she's gone. She plays her own little role. And… hopefully next chapter I can make magic's debut. Trust me, this story is about to get quite a bit darker. Anyway, I just finished watching the series "First Kiss." I enjoyed except the ending was kind of lame. If you want something funny go watch it.

Well, that's all for you guys I'll try to update soon. Those who have spring break in the next couple of weeks have fun and be careful!

-Hotaru