Hey! I thought I would quickly post chapter two as a kind of apology for repeating Chapter One. I had a problem converting the word files from my Laptop to my main computer but I've figured it out so enjoy and review.

What Was Meant to Be

Bad Tifa

Chapter Two

Muting the T.V., Sakura paused on the living room couch and listened to the quite that seemed to echoed through the house. There was no shower running, no sound of the creaking stairs or smells of cooking from the kitchen, no endless clicks of the computer mouse. She took a deep breath and released it listening to the sound in the silence. Both her father and Touya were out. Both at work. Sakura hated working Friday nights o she never did. The fact that it was a night to go out with friends and actually have a life didn't even faze him. As she listened to the silence her mind drifted to the man lying in the bed on the floor above her. She hadn't had much time to look at him the day before she thought to herself as she stood up, but there was nothing stopping her now. Dropping the remote on the couch she made her way up to the staircase. Swiftly, she made her way up the stairs and to the guest room entering it before she could begin to doubt herself.

'What are you doing here?' Sakura crushed the tiny voice in her head as she approached the bed. When she came here with her father she'd only glanced at him but even then she had been amazed. Silvery hair fanned out on the pillow like some kind of halo brighter then the white material. His eyes were closed in that pale face made up of sharp plains and edges yet somehow she could see an undercurrent of… softness that shouted at her. The gentleness sloped in his smooth forehead, brushed down his cheeks and gathered at those pale lips. His long delicate looking eyelashes created shadows on his face that somehow added to his beauty. The blanket hid the merest shape of his body from his feet to the base of his swan like neck. That neck sloped gracefully merely hinting the firm muscle within it.

'He's so beautiful.' She brushed away a strand of silver hair that had fallen across his face. Distantly, she wondered how she had come so close to his bed without realizing it. The chair her father had placed beside the bed for observatory reasons was pushed behind her; Sakura wondered about that as well. Unfortunately, she didn't have much time to wonder about anything due to the fact that her world suddenly went completely black, a shrill ringing the last thing she heard as the world faded out.

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Fujitaka dropped the telephone with a shrug. Sakura was probably asleep. Touya had already informed him that he'd be working all night and he himself would probably not be getting home today. He smiled softly as he left the office's main lobby. Sakura could fend for herself, he knew she could. At best she was probably bored out of her mind. Fujitaka chuckled under his breath at the idea of his only daughter in a state of utter boredom.

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Sakura was walking among the stars. They were all so bright, all so beautiful. There was no ceiling, no ground to speak of, nor any walls. Only blackness and stars surrounded her. Abruptly she realized that she wasn't in the jeans and pink sweater that she had been wearing. So concerned with how she looked, Sakura jumped when a full length mirror appeared before her. She peered curiosly into the reflective depths.

She was wearing a long black robe. It had a modest V-neck and swept down to the non-existent floor opening only at the rather large cuffs. What truly amazed her was the pink stars that adorned it. They resembled the stars that surrounded her in all ways but their color. By simply looking at it one would think that there was nothing but eternity beneath the roe and she had to press her hands to her stomach to assure herself that all of her was actually there. The softness of the fabric surprised her and made her wonder what it could possibly be made of, it was lighter and softer then silk itself.

As if her lack of attention was known the mirror disappeared as suddenly as it had appeared. Sakura barley noticed as she looked up. Something… something was calling her. Like an unheard voice shouting her name. It was calling her… from… there! As her eyes locked on the pinpoint that was a particular star in the distance she could actually feel it tugging at something within her. Unconsciously she stretched out a hand towards it…

Sakura jerked back as suddenly the star that had been so far away now filled her vision completely. It was a large ball burning furiously... But as close as she was she couldn't be afraid. It was so stunning, so beautiful, so… warm. I wasn't hot the way she thought it would be but it was warm in a comforting way. She took a step forward her eyes glazed over, her mind dull in its amazing brilliance. The shining was, suddenly, less then a hair away from the tip of her nose but all she could think of was how warm it was as she stepped into the burning surface.

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He was falling…

Falling….

Falling…

Falling…

Abruptly the falling stopped. The void wasn't black wasn't even as bright as the darkest night. This emptiness couldn't be named. This emptiness was a void – void of everything and nothing. Nothing existed in this place. If he couldn't think he would have no idea that he even existed. Here he didn't even have a body. His shook his head and couldn't feel his hair. He had no hair. In fact, there was no 'he.'

He was suddenly aware of a warmth from somewhere inside him. He didn't have a chance to react to the warmth before it suddenly turned into a burning that shot through his entire formless body. He screamed as, one by one, everything he was, everything he had been, was slowly torn away.

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Sakura blinked confusion apparent in her emerald eyes. The wind blew a strand of chestnut hair brushed onto her face and she absently brushed it aside. She knew this place. It was the Penguin Park. She gazed up at the clear night sky. The stars and full moon were so beautiful in that inky blackness. Something about the stars tugged at her memory but she couldn't think about it exactly. Something about being warm…

There was a familiar squeak from behind her and Sakura whirled to face it the swing set and the flowing black robe imitated her movements but she had no time to think on it now. Sitting in one of the swings, gently going back and forth was a male teenager. He had dark navy hair and mid-night blue eyes peering out from behind eloquently, wired rimmed glasses. He was wearing dark robes – similar to the one she was wearing – but instead of the pink stars there were golden stars, moon and suns scattered up and down its length.

"Who are you?" She realized that he was around her age as she shot the demand at him. Still what was he doing in those strange cloths, but better yet, what was she? He slowed and then stopped but made no move to stand. He shook his head.

"Six years later then planned." He shook his head again a soft mile playing at his lips. "But this does allow for a few steps to be skipped" He shrugged mirth sparkling in his eyes. "Well he his self was twice this age when he finally accepted the gift."

"What are you talking about?" She wasn't afraid… exactly, but was she standing with a guy who was talking to himself.

"Not what, who. I am talking of Clow Reed." He shook his head. "But now is not the time." He crossed his legs at the ankle and gave her an intent stare. "Sakura, all I tell you now will fade as soon as you wake, but it is something you need to know."

"Sakura, you are a very special person. To be more precise, you are one of the small part of humanity that can use magic. She stared at him, her mouth was working but no words came forth. "Before you succeed at speaking, I have something for you." He stood up and pulled something off from around his neck. Holding the thing up in his hand, palm open facing the sky, he held it out to her. Curiously, she peeked at it.

'It' was a small key on a pink and gold strap. The key was gold and attached to a gold star in a pink emblem.

"What is it?" Her gaze met his and he shook his head.

"Oh Key of the Star,

Awaken and Arise.

Time to Unlock Thyself,

And Undue Her Ties.

Release!"

Before she could say anything about his chant, a pentagram of the sun and moon on the ground beneath him with him directly. And, before her eyes, turned into something else. The small star-in-a-circle emblem was much larger and at the very top of a pink staff, but two small white wings flanked it in either side. The wand was almost as long as her arm. Her eyes locked onto his a question in their depth.

"For me?" He nodded and smiled as she stepped forward wearily and took the wand.

"Yes. Do you like it?" She nodded, rotating the smooth staff with her fingers. "Then do you accept it? Do you accept what it can do? Can give you?" Emerald eyes locked onto his dark ones as Sakura looked up from the wand at him. Something about his voice. Something in his voice… "If you accept, everything will go a lot easier. But it will still happen, if you want to accept it or not." There was a long moment of silence before Sakura shrugged and begun twirling the wand the way she had learned to twirl her baton.

"Sure, why not. This is only a dream, right?" So what I do isn't really real." He stayed silent and watched her come to her own conclusions. "I guess I'll agree then." She suddenly stopped spinning the wand and held it firmly with her two hands. She gazed down at the wand, a puzzled expression on her face. None of that mattered to him now though; he'd gotten what he'd wanted.

"Soon." He spread his arms his eyes locked on hers. The Moon and Sun glowing signs appeared below him. "Soon Sakura you will understand that not everything is as it appears." A blinding light filled the night before the world went black.

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How he knew he was on al fours escaped him. He had no body of which to speak of His screams had died long ago but they still echoed in his mind. His most recent memory was the screams. After that was the pain. After that was the…

After that was…

After that…

There was nothing after that. No past, no memories, no nothing. He gripped his head with his head not really caring how. There was nothing, nothing at all. Only one word, a word from his past. He clung to that word as he slowly drifted to the surface.

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Ok I owe you guys this chapter but especially for you Mooney-chan. Because of you I'm awake in the wee hours of the morning finishing this because of you. Keep reviewing, I might not be this fast again but I'll do my best to be quick. Thank a lot Moon Calf. Please review! Constructive Flames are welcome!