Hi guys...its been a while since I updated and I am totally and completely sorry about that. My goal this summer is to finish this story up. I've been writing it and so far I like how its going. The next chapter after this has already been typed up. Please be patient with me and if I take too long to update remind me! I want to make you guys happy with this story and I'm going to do the best I can ok? Thanks a bunch. Remember to review! Oh b.t.w. my pen name is no longer Emo Yumi but Lilly Yuuki, this one is going to stay for sure so I won't confuse you guys anymore! OK know read read read and review :D


‡ †Moon Sight: Unknown† ‡

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One Month Later

Feimi's POV

Sitting here in the grass of this unusually hot November day reminded me of when I was smaller growing up in the castle. My sisters and I would be chasing around Xiao Lang and Eriol, trying to catch them to play dress up with us. We were faster than the both of them so it was easy to make them do what we wanted. In a garden full of plants and herbs. That garden shielded us from the cruel reality that would befall us but now in this garden, it was something that I would miss because of the similar peace that radiated here.

My head skidded to the side of the tree trunk. I jerked back erect then looked down. My hands hovered over her face waiting for her to raise up into them. But she remained asleep. Sakura was such a good little girl. She reminded me so much of my brother, always quite and too kind, giving his all at everything even if it was impossible. For her it was impossible to pretend that everything was alright. The Crior had begun in this small town. If I remember correctly Crior is Italian for Revolution. What has unraveled here could hardly be called a revolution but the term was just that, a term.

Sakura's breath had become ragged. Cold sweat bedded her forehead and she struggled in her dream world. I knew better than to wake her so I let her be. It had been happening since the month began, her nightmares. I never could understand why she had them every night. I would have been too scared to sleep. For that I gave Sakura props but when would this stop? It was always the same dream every night. Now Sakura opened her eyes, they were gray and tired. Her eyelids only half lifted as she looked up at me. Frightened I gasped a bit and tried to back away. Her iris had become a needle and was a tinted red.

"S-Sakura-chan?" I stuttered trying to get myself together. I stroked her shoulder length hair back. "Are you alright?" It was pointless to ask though. Sakura had stopped speaking altogether after she cried out my little brothers name when she and her family were attacked. Thank the Lord above for the ability of manipulation and hypnotism.

Normal POV

Sakura looked up at the women that was above her. She was Feimi, Xiao Lang's older sister. Sakura's lips moved but no sound came out. She wanted water. She really wanted a glass of water. But if she left she might be offended. Then again, she lost her voice so it made no sense. Her voice was lost to her and she felt next to dead. If it wasn't for her cousins she would have withered away the second she realized her voice had ran from her. She didn't sleep for many nights because of it but when she went to bed she had a horrible nightmare, the same images she got when she had been running to his home. Her voice was gone and she could never sing again unless something miraculous happened.

'Half Princess.' His voice whispered into her mind. She closed her eyes. She felt a nice cool breeze over her head that wasn't actually there. It was the relief to hear his voice.

'Xiao Lang...I saw it again. That dream.' She whispered back.

Up in his room Syaoran sighed. It was the same thing every day for the past 30 days. She would sleep near his sister and when she would wake up, he would call out to her to see if she was alright. She said the same thing to him, that dream. He knew of it too well. When she dreamed the images floated ever so sneakily into his subconscious. He didn't know what to make of it.

'I see.' He replied not knowing what else to say.

Feimi got Sakura up and moving. Both girls went to the dinning room to eat their lunch. Then Sakura went up to her temporary room to draw. Five sketch books had already been filled. The maids had to keep getting one every week. The drawings were the only thing anyone else had to see into Sakura's mind. Tomoyo in particular always looked them over. Never once did she say she was impressed. Her cousin was naturally talented in the arts so she wasn't too surprised. Once in a while Sakura would draw Tomoyo with Kero and a woman. The woman looked a lot like Tomoyo or maybe it was the other way around. She didn't know neither did she care. She just drew whatever her mind presented to her.

After three hours of Sakura being isolated Syaoran came to get her. He was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. A regular outfit. It wasn't fit for the occasion. But it was comfortable. Sakura glanced up then back down at her drawings. Syaoran sat on the white bed and placed a hand on top of the one that held the drawing pencil.

'It is time to leave, Princess.'

'I don't want to.'

'We need to go.'

'No.'

Syaoran yanked the book from under her hands. She opened her mouth to scream but no sound come out. He tucked the book underneath his arm and turned his back to her.

"We are leaving. The car is outside and our belongings have already been sent over. Do not make this harder than it is." He said sternly.

Sakura slipped on her shoes and followed him. Secretly he missed hearing her fight with him. That defiant tone was something he never thought would be such a grand part of her. But it was and he had no way of getting it back. She followed him obediently down the stairs. He opened the door to the black car with tainted windows and gave her the sketch book. She went inside and sat at the far end next to the window. She then hunched over her book and began to sketch again. The girl was a shell. He joined her inside and shut the door. He tapped the seat of the driver and the car began to move.

"Brother, where is Eriol?" Feimi asked from the front seat. She turned her body a bit to see his face. She glanced at Sakura and sighed slowly. "Where is my other brother?" She asked again.

"He is watching over the bumpkin and her sibling." He replied chuckling bitterly to himself. If Tomoyo had heard him she would have attempted to kill him already. He rubbed his neck subconsciously. It had happened before and it was unpleasant.

"Huh." She replied. "That's odd. They don't really get along." She rubbed her chin deep in thought. "That's very odd." She repeated then turned back around.

With Tomoyo

Tomoyo looked around slowly. It had only been a month but she could barely remember how her old home used to be like. Now she didn't have a home.

The humans had found out their true identity which was disastrous. They had captured Suki and burned her along with their home to the ground. Tomoyo walked through some debris of where the living room was supposed to be. There really was nothing left. But the stairs and the second floor were still standing. For another second she stared at the living room. She glanced to her side where the door way to the kitchen used to be. Kero was looking inside there. The walls were still up but the room was painted black. He gripped the side of the door way. He was shaking. Tomoyo quickly came over. She tried to touch his shoulder but he moved away further into the black abyss of the kitchen. Tomoyo became troubled but refused to be shaken off like that. She could almost feel her brothers tears fall on the burnt floor. She stepped forward and grabbed his hand. He tried to jerk it away but she wouldn't let go.

"Onii-chan." She murmured "Please I just needed to get some of my spell books. Let's get that and leave."

"We should have left as soon as those filthy vampires found us, Tomoyo. You know that." His voice was shaking. Tomoyo cast her eyes to the floor.

"The pain wouldn't have been any less." She replied

Kero relaxed. Tomoyo dragged him with her to the stairs. Eriol stood in her way. Tomoyo stopped to stare him down. Why wouldn't he just leave her alone? Anytime they spoke they were at each others throats. But she had to admit he was still as handsome as ever. If only he wasn't such of a jerk.

"I thought you were just getting something." He said a small smile on his lips. That smile, she remembered, was to be feared, greatly.

"I'm doing that now." She replied avoiding all eye contact with him.

"Why is it taking you so long to get a couple of books then?" His malicious tone made her wince. If only she didn't have a heart she would, no she could really hate him.

"Shut up and get out of my way." She said "We didn't need you to come here!" She quivered. "I-If you were going to be this inconsiderate I would have begged Onee-chan to make you stay!"

"Onee-chan!" Eriol started to laugh. He laughed hysterically. "You see Feimi as your older sister! That is the most amazing thing I've ever heard. Are you that desperate to have a mother or sister figure in your life, Tomoyo?" He choked on his laughter.

A pang struck her heart. She started to breath heavily and clung onto her brother. Kero gathered her up into his arms moving away from the laughing Pure Blood.

"LEAVE!" Tomoyo shouted clawing at her brothers back as her tears soaked his shoulder. "GET OUT OF HERE YOUR NOT WELCOMED!"

"Aren't you the rude one? I'm no-"

"Hiragizawa." Kero said stopping him mid sentence. Eriol looked at him his mocking eyes becoming even more intense. "I'm begging you to just leave."

Kero pressed Tomoyo into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her grounding her feet to the burned floor so she wouldn't fly off and attack Eriol. She clawed at his arms and the shirt on his back. Her screams trickled out of the house and into the streets. The shouts rang in both of the boys ears and made them want to scream themselves. She was so filled with sadness and disdain she knew nothing would be better but to just scream. Eriol turned his back with a nonchalant shrug. He walked out of the house and chose to wait out on the front steps. Even when her screams stopped they still followed him. He knew without a doubt that they would follow him for the rest of his existence. Her horrible, blood curdling, sad and angry screams that showed the void that had grown in her.

The siblings didn't come back out. Eriol stood there still hearing Tomoyo's high pitched shouts. He covered his ears trying to block out the noise but it was no use. Quietly he chuckled to himself. He had seen all of it but did nothing to prevent it. She was merely a woman. His thoughts continued to flow through his mind, a mere diversion to the haunting screams. When the limo pulled up he was almost happy and nearly jumped in. Except that he saw his older sister come out of it.

"Eriol." She said her tone sharp and disapproving. He looked passed her into the home of a human family.

"Is there a problem?" He asked watching as a son pulled his father to the television set pointing widely at the screen.

"What did you do?' She asked her tone not wavering. He winced.

"That is none of your concern."

"Well I'll make it my concern. You had no right to make the girl cry like that!" She said stepping forward. Eriol's gaze shifted to her the cold icy blue of his eyes becoming even colder. "Don't give me that look. Kero called me to explain why they wouldn't be waiting outside." He continued to stare. She exhaled and shook her head. Tiredly she walked passed him, pity in her next words. "What is wrong with you, little brother?"

She side stepped him then went inside to go get the two siblings. Eriol only scoffed. He walked into the car and sat down without taking a look at his brother and his lover. Sakura on the other hand stared at him. He felt it but did not move. Suddenly she dropped her sketch book on the floor along with her pencil. She shifted her body close to Syaoran's and laid her head on his lap. She closed her eyes exhaling. Syaoran put a hand on her head. He buried his fingers in her silken locks. He had gotten used to her doing this. It was like she enjoyed having him do this but as twisted as he was he could have pulled it at any given moment. But he didn't. Instead he massaged the tips of his fingers into her skull.

'What is the problem?'

'Momo and Kero. Eriol hurt Momo.'

Syaoran nodded. Eriol became uncharacteristically irritated with the small gesture.

"If you have something important to tell me then just say it!" He snapped finally turned his attention towards Sakura.

This time her eyes were open. They stared at him pure and unforgiving. He stared right back determined not to be intimidated by a women.

'He hurt Momo.' she repeated to Syaoran who merely nodded.

"For the love of-" He huffed.

'Momo cares for him. He knows. He hurt my cousin.'

He nodded again. Eriol glared at his brother.

"Will you two give it a rest with that god forsaken silent communication?"

"You hurt Tomoyo." Sakura whispered her unwavering stare still glued to him. Syaoran looked down. Surprised she spoke but showed no emotions on his face.

"Yes. What has it any reference to you?" He asked.

"Tomoyo and I will begin the Revolution if you continue this path. Tomoyo is my cousin and I love her very much. I won't forgive you if you continue this." Now she sat up, smoothing her hair. Syaoran and Eriol both stared at her surprise clearly expressed.

"Is that I threat?"

"No." She said calmly. "Its a promise."

The car went deadly silent. Sakura's being emitted a frightening power. She held an air of supreme authority. In other words, she wasn't taking his foolishness. It was almost like she was a completely different person, her eyes that were bright and green had become an astounding red. The car door opened. Tomoyo and Kero came inside. As soon as they sat she buried her head in his shoulder and closed her eyes.

"Now where are we going?" Kero asked holding his sisters hand. Syaoran looked back out the window as the car started again. His body moved a bit away from Sakura who was know drawing again as if nothing had happened.

"We have a home in Italy." Syaoran replied. He leaned his head back on the seat and sighed deeply.

"Why Italy?" Sakura questioned.

For a moment the grave yard silence had returned. Sakura lifted up her head and smiled at her cousins. She showed them a drawing of a famous Italian fountain. Tomoyo and Kero along with a woman stood huddled together as if taking a picture.

"I-ta-ly." She said with a click of her tongue. She giggled to herself. "I've always wanted to go there. It should be fun." No one said anything. "Ah! For the love of heaven, lighten up a little people."

Without realizing it Kero chuckled a bit. He leaned forward and ruffled his little cousins hair. Tomoyo lifted her head. She pulled out a camera from behind her back and took a picture of Sakura on the floor. Sakura screeched and leaped for the device.

"Tomoyo! Give it to me! What are you going to do with that picture! I look a mess!" She shouted grabbing at the camera unsuccessfully. Tomoyo laughed and held it away from her.

"That's the point! I'll have a whole collection if you keep that mood up!" Tomoyo joked expertly taking another picture of her cousin. "Maybe Li will enjoy flipping through them." She teased.

"TOMOYO!" Sakura lunged for her but missed.

Kero laughed and watched the two. Syaoran had his eyes on them too. Both boys exchanged a small glance of dislike. But the girls kept the mood light in the car as it made its way to the airport. It wasn't too hard to think that they were heading to a Pure Blood infested city. Their lives had just changed into a direction that was uncharted and they were scared. Yet, there was no other place to go, they had no choice. Their fates had been sealed and destiny was finally making its move.

'What's going to happen to us?' Sakura whispered silently to Syaoran.

'Princess, it is only a matter of time.'

'I'm scared, Xiao Lang.'

'Do not be. I am here. I will not allow harm to follow you.'

'I can smell the blood. Sakura, don't be such a stubborn child. You smell it too. You want it as much as I do.'

Sakura hit her head on the door of the car with a loud thud. Tomoyo gasped. She quickly dropped her camera making her way to her.

"Sakura! Sakura are you alright?" She asked putting a hand to her shoulder.

Syaoran was at her side quickly as well. He pushed Sakura's body away from the door. The car once again was silent.

'Blood. Sakura, its blood. Don't you smell it? I want it, you do too.'

Sakura bolted up. She looked at Tomoyo then at Syaoran. With a laugh she tackled Tomoyo to the ground.

"I'm not that fragile, Momo!" She said wrestling Tomoyo. She jumped over her and got the fallen camera. "Sucker!"

"Mo, Sakura!" Tomoyo complained. "That wasn't funny."

"Yeah it was!" Sakura laughed a bit. She glanced at Syaoran. "Don't worry, don't worry." She put on a huge goofy smile on her face. "See I'm fine. No concussion!"

Syaoran stayed quite as he watched her play around with Tomoyo. He recognized that voice.