Hola, I'm back after a jumble of midterms, nearly failing a class, and lots of shit to do. In other words, be glad I updated even though the time span is over two months...

By cod that sounded bitchy. I take that back, but I'm still bitter about my lack of time for this fanfic (it's been over 3-4 fucking years! Who the fuck spend 3-4 years on a fanfic with only 13 chapters?).

Once again, the day I own CCS will also be the day that...hm...what's good...

Well, if I owned CCS Tsukishiro Yukito, and Kinomoto Touya would have been straight from the start.

chocolaterox here means WistfulEyes on Quizilla.

Thank you for letting me ramble, and sit back and enjoy the show!

(13) Unconscious

Unbeknownst to anyone, somebody was loitering around the streets of Tomoeda. There was a soft sounding tap of her buckled boots every time one of her feet made contact with the pavement she was walking on. She however, made no other sound, while her green eyes watched everything amiably and curiously surveying her surroundings around her. If anybody were to see her now, they would wonder why she was wearing all white with a cloak instead of a jacket, and why such as small sweet timid woman was out here on such a dark night as this.

Almost lazily, she plodded on, planning to stop by three houses she had in mind before turning in for the fading night. First she passed by Kinomoto-san's house and whispering some incantations that no one but the air could hear, a barely visible green tint was placed upon the house, while her magic symbol of a square disappeared. What is the purpose of this?

Stealthily she crept towards the house, and when she was underneath the window of the older Kinomoto sibling a soft green glow surrounded her body before she floated up to the windowsill to peek into his room. Nodding to herself when she saw her sleeping spell was still in place she then glided over to the younger sibling's room and peered in cautiously seeing as this girl's magic was probably powerful enough to break through her spell if she so wished it. Seeing as Sakura-san was still asleep, the being stepped through the wall of her room and silently rummaged around her room looking for something when a pale hand enclosed around her wrist.

Looking up from beneath her hood, she saw a pale but beautiful image of a ghost with a stern look on her face, as though telling the being not to rummage through such an innocent child's belongings. The being released her grasp from the drawer she was about to open, and the ghost of Kinomoto Nadeshiko let go of the person's wrist while the said person crossed her arms in annoyance. Unbeknownst to Nadeshiko-san, the figure was fingering a talisman hidden in one of her many pockets, but that was made known soon when the person threw the said paper talisman towards the ghost, having it landed on her head and banished her to the netherworld.

"At least," the figure thought, "for a day anyway."

Turning back to the task at hand, she rummaged through the drawers carefully, and stopped when she came across the pink book she was searching for. Opening the book carefully, she sifted through each card, wincing at many (for the aura the cards emitted was like holding onto hot iron for her), and placing Silent, Shadow, Rain, Jump, and Wood to the side. Holding them in her right hand, she sung softly so the inhabitants of the room and house could not hear and lulled each spirit of the card out of its nesting place slowly while she took out a snow globe to hold each spirit of each card. With a surge of green energy the spirits of the cards were sucked into the snow globe and trapped within there.

Whipping her head around she saw Sakura-san stir slightly in her sleep, no doubt at the huge spike of energy that she had just emitted, silently she stepped through the wall once more and wrapped herself in her soft green energy before floating down softly to the ground. Making it past the fence of the house, she waved her arm carefully in the air while the green aura of the house was collected in her fist and she reabsorbed it (recycling baby!).She walked away from the residence without a second glance back, past Tsukishiro-san's house while stopping to visit for a moment to make sure that the moon-angel was not fading away again, and towards your house while opening the front door and walking down towards the basement where two figures were waiting. The said two figures were Ume and Umeko, shrunken down to the size of Barbie dolls to conserve their energy which was depleting rapidly seeing as it was a full moon and their time had not come in a while. Plus...there were other factors that their leader planned to remedy.

"Ume, Umeko, please change the cards for me," their leader commanded while handing them the snow-globe, which they intercepted with ease, and began their strange ceremony. Turning around and heading back up the stairs, she reached the second floor into the room that you were sleeping in.

Opening the window, the figure chanted, "I come in the dead of the night, while all others are sleeping tight, calling upon unknown forces of might, into my hands, help my plight," while energy, magical energy gathered from everywhere and nowhere and gathering into an orb in her outstretched hands. Seizing the ever-changing energy orb, she walked back towards your bed carefully, while the orb in her hands flickered between red, purple, and green. Standing over you, she used a small portion of the orb to ensure that you would continue sleeping before depositing the rest of the orb into your torso.

Making her way out of the room, she saw that your blankets were not completely covering you; softly walking over towards your bed, she lifted the blankets to cover your shoulders completely and tucked you in with a soft kiss on your forehead. Practically floating out of the room because her footsteps were so soft, she closed the door softly behind her with a "click" of the doorknob. Leaning against it and sighing softly while rubbing her temples with one hand, she made her way to the washroom and took out a small package from her cloak, which contained silver coloured contacts that she put into her eyes without a second thought.

With a swish of her cloak she exited your hallway and household without a word other than a glance backwards and a phrase of, "I'll tell her soon," spoken softly onto the wind.

(Hirotomi Aimi's P.O.V)

She sat with perfect posture in front of her vanity, critically analyzing herself while brushing her chin-length hair. Her long lashes, soft thin mouth, and pale flawless complexion was the envy of many in her school. Her eyes, though dimmed at the moment in concentration were bright with a spark, and she was aware of and maintained her small hourglass figure. All in all, it was undeniable that Hirotomi Aimi was a very pretty individual, gorgeous even, yet...

"I have no personality,"she thought flatly to herself. "All I really have is my looks, and even that is not enough to land me a modelling job."

With her face scrunched up in irritation, she carefully and expertly applied her makeup all the while, with her social standing flying through her head. She thought about her lack of personality, and compared it to Himitsu Hanayaru's, about how similar they were in that aspect but even then, she still managed to grab the attention of her beloved Touya-kun, no matter how much Touya-kun himself tried to deny it.

"At least she has that Yamaguchi character to keep her busy. She's one less girl to compete with."

As much as she hated to admit it, Yamaguchi and Himitsu made a rather cute couple. They were both meek and shy in character, the two of them were in the school choir for their pleasant voices, both had a stubborn streak that would randomly appear sometimes while doing a task, and most of all, they were plain individuals, and they seemed to...glow whenever the other was around them. She noticed her hand was shaking with irritation at this thought while she was applying her eyeliner. Sighing, she put the eyeliner down momentarily to calm herself, but it was not really working.

"Why can't I glow like that?"she thought venomously before picking up the eyeliner and applying it with renewed vigour and ferocity. "I'm pretty enough! I know that there are at least half the guys in the school who want to date me, yet none of them approach me. Why is that?"

Slamming the eyeliner onto the ivory-tinted vanity, she sent a heated glare towards an imaginary opponent in the mirror before her demeanour deflated and sighed while placing her chin in her left hand and analyzing herself and her social standing once more, before coming back to the question...

"Why does he like her? She's so plain, she is like me in the sense that she has no personality and no talent; apart from her mediocre singing and my similarly mediocre drawing ability. I probably wouldn't be as upset if it was someone else, like Wong for instance who is full of energy and life within every breath, but it just had to be her,"she contemplated before heaving another sigh. "Why does she have to remind me of everything that I am unsure about myself?"

Looking up she saw from her Hello Kitty alarm clock that she had about fifteen minutes to make it to the bus stop. Reluctantly getting up from her vanity before checking herself over one more time, she dashed out the door while putting on her schoolbag, loaded with books, pens, her compact mirror, and other makeup oddities that she deemed necessary for her functioning.

Slowly, unbeknownst to Hirotomi, the armour plates had started to build around her heart with every milligram of powder, with every stroke of the eyeliner that she put onto her face. Although it was inarguable that the long chains of organic polymers used on her face made her more beautiful in the sense that she seemed to shine, her face, unwittingly took on an aloof and icy expression. She shone with an icy beauty that was a far cry from the warm glow that she was so envious of Himitsu for.

She did not bother with yelling out and telling her parents to lock the door behind her, she locked it herself. She knew nobody was there behind her to pick up the pieces, with her father working like a bull on steroids since he had to divorce her mother. It was unfortunate thing really, she was such a cute and sweet thing, then the pressure of having to be "the perfect wife and host" caught up with her, and she broke down mentally.

Although Hirotomi was not the brightest crayon in the box, she was also not the dullest. Her goals right now were to achieve an overall eighty average in the easier courses in school so she could enter a decent university through their studio arts program, hopefully meet someone there who may not be the smartest, but was good decent enough so she could marry him and settle down with him. She knew she was a talent-less, lifeless, essentially brain-dead in the areas where society had a high demand for, and she knew the only thing she had at the moment were her looks. If she were to snag Touya-kun's heart now through her looks and get him to love her later, he would provide for her, care for her, and protect her. This she knew for certain because it was undeniable that even though he could be quite cold at times, Touya-kun had a very kind heart, and protected everything dear to him with the ferocity of a lion.

This was a lot more than what she could say for her father.

(Hanayaru-chan's P.O.V)

You arose and stretched before you alarm clock went off and you smiled to yourself. You were getting into the hang of school again, which you were grateful for, this way you would not feel like such a huge heap of dung when you actually got to school. In all actuality, you were looking forward to this day because unlike the past days, you felt energized and confident. Plus...

"Yamaguchi-san is walking me to school today," you thought with a small blush that ran across the bridge of your nose briefly before turning back towards your normal complexion. Mentally scolding yourself at dazing into space and wasting precious time in the morning, you hopped out of the covers of your bed, and before you knew it you dashed out the door and waited on the corner you were meeting Yamaguchi-san, and waited, and waited...

"By kami-sama where the hell is he?" you pondered while you heard faint clicks behind you with eyes bright expecting Yamaguchi-san. But it was not, it turned out to be Hirotomi looking more gorgeous then ever, but something was…off…she looked…

"Cold for this season isn't it?" she asked icily glaring daggers at you, you felt the air around the two of you drop a few degrees at her words.

"Ano…hai."

Hirotomi was still glaring at you when two arms encircled your waist and a nose nuzzled against your neck while a soft tenor voice whispered, "Ohaiyou Himitsu-san."

"Hn, ohaiyou," you said evenly back, being slightly nervous at this public display of affection, there was a lot of people in the bus station as usual, and you could have sworn that O-baa-san was giving you a really dirty look…

Taking the hint Yamaguchi-san gave you one final squeeze before letting go and giving you a soft kiss on the cheek making you blush a glowing pink and forgetting about the sad and icy look on Hirotomi's face. The two of you talked of pointless subjects while you munched on the rice roll that you bought at Manabe-san's restaurant (his exact words were, "I'll pretend you're not Wong's friend since you're givin' me business. Now scram.") while hurrying towards your homeroom and classes. On the way, he asked if you could be his date for the upcoming school festival and you agreed before you could really think about it, surprising yourself while Yamaguchi-san squealed in delight.

"This is the first time I've ever brought a date!" he shouted out and pumped his fist in triumph before realizing that most of the people on the street were staring at him in bewilderment. He turned an adorable shade of bright pink while he lowered his head to the ground in embarrassment while you giggled and patted him on the shoulder in comfort. He gave you a sheepish smirk before turning his attention back onto the walkway in mock concentration that made you giggle whole-heartedly.

You hummed softly while Yamaguchi-san stood beside you telling you of the lunar eclipse that was to be expected in a month or so time, and you smiled somewhat placidly at him seeing as you could not understand his absolute love for astrology. But you decided, since you loved him so and he appeared to do the same for you, that you would accompany him in watching the lunar eclipse, and the solar one that would follow after that. Since the school year was almost drawing to a close, it would have been an excellent idea to accompany your boyfriend in his obsession.

Smiling happily, you laughed at something he said when you realized that your vision started to cloud over, the edges of your vision was turning black steadily, and clutched Yamaguchi-san's arm quickly before the top half of your body pitched forward in a faint.

(Yamaguchi-san's P.O.V)

Thankfully Himitsu-san had clutched his arm in a surprisingly iron-like grip, otherwise he doubted that he would have noticed the slightly glazed over look in her eyes before she fainted, he quickly threw out an arm and caught her around the waist while the top of her head bumped softly against the concrete sidewalk they were walking on. Using all of his strength, he gently lowered her down to the ground while he inspected her for any injuries. There were no visible injuries except for the bump on the head, but her breathing was shallow and intermittent, and her pulse rate was slow and barely there...he quickly got up and meant to shout to for someone to get help, when he realized that everyone was frozen in time. There was somebody who had just spilt their coffee, yet the drops hung suspended in mid-air.

"You hurt her," an even and emotionless voice stated. Yamaguchi-san turned around quickly and he spotted a rather attractive girl with oddly silver-hair and purple eyes dead of any emotion. For a moment, he wondered if this girl was related to Tsukishiro-san seeing as their hair colour was similar, but then realized that Tsukishiro-san's eyes could never take on that cold, blank, hard look.

"You. Hurt. Her," the girl said with more of a bite to her tone while enunciating every word clearly.

Yamaguchi-san gulped out of fear, silently praying to whatever gods there were out there to help him get through this ordeal and possibly live. Yeah, living would be nice...

"I'm going to kill you," she said as though she was stating a fact. "Your kin," she said while red energy formed in a straight line from her clenched hands, "won't even be able to recognize your pieces once I'm done with you."

The wavering red energy started to solidify and formed the shaped of wooden fan which Yamaguchi-san eyed warily. Thankfully he knew basic kihon back from when he used to take karate-do, and his reaction was rather quick, but nothing, absolutely nothing, in his life would have prepared him for this moment he was about to have right now with this creature.

She rushed forward with inhumane speed and slammed him brutally in the stomach, while he was flying back, mouth dripping with a mixture of saliva and blood while his glasses went flying off of his face from the force. Opening his eyes, he saw a blurry silver shape in front of him, with what looked like golden wings coming to slash him in two. Thinking quickly, he tried to angle his way so that he could avoid the brunt of the attack, and was successful, but the girl still managed to inflict a large gash onto his chest before his rear firmly collided with the ground and his back slammed against the floor. Blood was oozing out of the wound in his chest, and he was finding it difficult the breathe seeing as it hurt every time. He diagnosed that he must have broken a few ribs when she had slammed him in the abdomen, hopefully the sternum was not broken otherwise he would be in a much worse predicament than he is now...

Yamaguchi-san threw his arms up in defence when he saw a blurry brown line come rushing down at him, and immediately screamed in pain when the wooden fan connected with his arms. A sickening crack resounded through the air while he pushed the fan off to the side where it was imbedded into the ground somewhere near his navel height. The girl, no creature, tried to yank out her fan but Yamaguchi-san valiantly hung onto it in excruciating pain, refusing the creature her fan. A smouldering anger that Yamaguchi-san more sensed than saw burned behind her eyes, while the other fan snapped open, its yellow edges glinting dangerously in the sunlight while it rushed towards his neck...

Many things happened at once, but I will do my best to tell you what happened.

The fan that Yamaguchi-san was holding onto reverted back into its red-energy state while he (somehow) absorbed into his body, healing him, and a black ball of energy surrounded him before it exploded outwards, throwing the girl far away. The girl's fan had been just centimetres away from the boy's head before twilight purple ribbons this time, emerged quickly in a blink and wrapped themselves around her slight frame, forcing her away from the boy and the black blast that he emitted, unintentionally saving her life.

"Ume," the girl bit out. "Let. Me. Go."

"Umeko, we don't have the-"

"Let me go!" and with that red energy exploded outwards, shredding the ribbons to pieces while she charged at him again, fury now evident in her eyes while the red energy swirled around her frame like a sickly flame.

Yamaguchi-san steeled himself as to what was about to come, when a green collar and leash appeared around Umeko's (assuming that was what the creature's name was.) neck and she was forcibly wrenched back while green handcuffs and green bindings appeared on her hands and legs.

"Yara, yara, yara," a lilting and mocking mezzo-soprano resounded softly through the frozen time space. "Umeko, I had never thought that Ume would have more sense than you."

Umeko snorted indignantly, but otherwise remained silent, while Yamaguchi-san could hear that Ume was laughing softly at her comrade's demise. All the while, a tap, tap, tap shuffle, tap, could be heard in the background with ever step this newcomer took. Looking up towards her face, he could barely make out that she was holding something out in front of him to accept. Blindly groping forward, his fingers touched cool glass framed by metal wire, and he hastily put them on blinking up towards the stranger.

She smiled warmly at him, and she had a sort of motherly aura that was emphasized by her soft silver eyes and the all white ensemble made her look more like an angel than a keeper of death. Sticking her hand out, he gracefully accepted it and used her weight to get up.

"You must excuse my daughters," Ume coughed loudly at this statement, but an icy glare from Umeko put her in place. "Especially Umeko, she is not very trusting of others."

Yamaguchi-san unconsciously stiffened at her saccharine voice, there was an unseen edge under all that honeyed tenderness...

"And you seem so taken with my other daughter, plain as she is."

"She's gorgeous," Yamaguchi-san blurted out before he could stop himself. He turned an interesting shade of purple before lowering his head towards the ground.

She smiled warmly up at him with those silver eyes before stating, "We must be leaving now, what Umeko has done today has accosted us dearly, especially poor Mimi-san."

"Mimi-san?"Yamaguchi-san thought incredulously. "At least when Wong Xiao Mei-san calls her 'sister' there's some reasoning behind it...wait doesn't that mean...?"

"Is she one of you?" Yamaguchi-san found himself asking before he could stop himself.

"Yes," the leader patiently answered him back.

"What is her role in all of this?"

"Kisaku jiku des Yamaguchi Hakusui Tobi-san," his eyes widened at the mention of his full name. How the hell did this short woman know his name? "It shouldn't matter to you anyways. You love her don't you?"

"...Yes."

"Then it shouldn't matter what her role is in all this, and whether or not she's human," Yamaguchi-san's eyes widened in surprise at this exclamation. "Then again, neither are you."

Yamaguchi-san suddenly felt very, very drowsy, and he fell forward, while the short woman in front of him shouldered his weight before setting him down on the ground to sleep. Before he drifted off the woman ordered him to take care of her daughter for her, seeing as she would be unable to attend to all her cares and needs since she was so busy making preparations. Half-heartedly mumbling his promise, the woman stood up, and the last sentence she stated was, "I am not surprised that she chose him first. But I doubt the other two will let him have her so easily."

"What other two?"his mind screamed before he slipped into the welcoming darkness while another person, he guessed it was Himitsu-san, was placed beside him.

The two of them would wake up later in hospital beds side-by-side, exhausted, in a state of amnesia, but otherwise fine.

Except one of them will be haunted by an image of silver eyes and bound to a promise that they do not quite remember.

For those of you that don't remember, Kinomoto Nadeshiko is Sakura and Touya's mother.

'Ohaiyou' means morning.

'Ano...hai.' means "um...yes."

"O-baa-san" can mean one of two things. Grandmother, or old lady.

Kihon is the basic, basic, basic techniques taught in karate-do.

Karate-do is karate.

"Yara, yara, yara," means something along the lines of, "My, my..."

"Kisaku jiku des" something along the lines of "classified information."

Hopefully I put in all the italics I wanted...

As somebody pointed out to me before, I keep switching between point of views...it is intentional, and no I'm not screwing up whenever I write "I/Me" when narrating. You have not met the character behind the voice yet. Well...yes and no. You've met them, but yet you haven't met them...kinda hard to explain...

Thanks for reading!