Fear of the Dark


Syaoron had been left to deal with the aristocrats, but he didn't particularly mind-he understood the urgency to get to Sakura as soon as possible.

"I must apologise; I'm afraid it isn't safe here, and it is best for you to leave." He said.

"What if we are attacked?" they asked.

"They're not after you; they're after something else. And it's dangerous here; I-and my brother-do not wish to see you harmed." He said.

"We understand; thank you for your concern. Have a safe afternoon your grace."

"May you have a safe trip home."

The men left with their daughters, not seeing the damage done to the castle, and Syaoron headed for his room where Rena was resting. He hoped that she was alright-unharmed and left in peace for Sakura's sake. He walked quickly, broke into a run, and slammed opened his door. He was pleased to find that when he got to his room it was untouched. He looked over at the bed to find Rena sleeping peacefully, undisturbed by the ruckus.

He shut the door and walked over to find that her robe had fallen out of place, showing more skin than it was supposed to. It had fallen down around her shoulders, exposing the top of her back and most of her breasts. He quickly looked away and walked around the other side of the bed to sit down on the chair. He hoped that her sister was alright, otherwise Rena would be furious and upset.

As he sat down she woke up, and he noticed the change in her eye colour-her eye was back to being green again, while the other stayed blue. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and sat up slowly, and then noticed his presence.

"Oh, you've finished your meeting?" she asked sleepily.

"Fix up your robe. And yes, we have." He said.

Rena turned beet red and immediately fixed her robe. "So how'd it go…?" She asked quietly, her voice kind of squeaky from embarrassment.

"It went alright, though they were a bit disappointed about some things." He replied, also with a slight blush.

"Oh, I see…" She murmured.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, changing topic.

"Not bad I guess…how long do you think it will take for this wound to heal?" She asked. "It's already been four months."

"Probably a few weeks, maybe longer. It was pretty deep; you were lucky to have survived, to be honest." He answered.

"Oh." She mumbled.

He reached out and tucked some hair behind her ear. "You'll be fine, you just need to heal." He said.

"Yeah, I know…" she sighed.

"If you're bored, I can call Chii and Tomoyo in." He said.

"Who are they?" She asked.

"Some girls that live in the castle; Chii is a maid, and Tomoyo is a princess." He answered.

"Oh…" she seemed interested. "Has Sakura met them?"

"Yes." He replied. "Chii's been looking after her."

"I'm glad she's been able to meet some other girls." She smiled. "They won't hurt her though, will they?"

"No, never." He said. "Why do you ask?"

"There was a woman…who nearly destroyed Sakura entirely." She whispered.

"Was she the one who put her through the torture?" He asked.


"You don't know how you got away?"

"I blacked out. You'd need to get the information from my sister." She mumbled unhappily.

"It's ok, I won't ask her anything." He said.

"Thank you…" She said softly.

Her sister was so fragile that she might fall apart if asked anything. She heard him sigh and looked up; he had come to sit beside her, and tucked her head under his chin.


"Just rest." He murmured.

She relaxed against him and looked up. He looked down into her eyes, the eyes of two different colours, and found himself leaning into her. Their lips made contact, and her eyes slid closed at his touch; he licked her bottom lip in plea for entry, and she parted her lips willingly for him. Their kiss was sweet and passionate, and lasted longer than their first. They pulled apart to breathe, and she blushed slightly.

"Get some rest." He murmured.

When Sakura woke she found Syaoran sitting beside her, reading a newspaper. She lifted her head, but he didn't seem to notice-he almost seemed disturbed by something. "Syaoran…?" She murmured.

He immediately looked up and smiled, "How are you feeling?" He asked as he lay the paper aside.

"I'm feeling much better," she smiled, sitting up carefully.

"That's good," He smiled back. "Is there anything you need?"

"I don't think so…" she whispered.

He stood and came to sit beside her, pulling her into a hug. "If there is, let me know." He said, and kissed her softly on the lips. She caught his lips once again, and he licked her lip in plea of entry; she immediately granted him permission. He cradled her in his arms as he kissed her, and then moved to her neck. She brought his hand to her chest, and he immediately knew what she wanted.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked, worried for her.

"Yes," she whispered.

He cupped her breast and gave it a small gentle squeeze, and she pulled him in for another kiss. He used his other hand to untie her gold decorated sash and tossed it to the floor. She allowed him to slide her gown off her shoulders, and they had to pull apart for air. She lay back in the sheets, and he gently cupped her breasts again. He burned a path of hot kisses down her neck and to her chest; she ran her hands through his hair, gasping. He kissed his way back up to her lips, and she tugged on his sash and pulled it from his hips. He peeled his shirt off over his head, and then pressed his body against hers.

Her hand slid down to the waistband of his pants, and she slipped her hand in. He groaned at her touch, and pushed up against her. He kissed her neck and lips, and pulled her hand away from him. He slipped out of his pants and, carefully, slid her underwear down her long legs. He parted her folds and slipped a finger in, touching her clit, and she moaned. He slipped one, then two fingers inside her, and quickly brought her to a climax. Her chest was heaving and her body was already weak from her first orgasm. He positioned himself at her entrance and slid in; she moaned quietly and he kissed her powerfully.

He parted from her and kissed her cheek, and he set the pace; it was a bit slow and tantalising, and all Sakura could do was beg for more. He sped up, moving quicker, and she was gasping and clutching at him, lifting her hips to meet each thrust. He reached between them and touched her, and she cried out in pure pleasure as her muscles clamped down around him and she felt her fluids seep down around him. He followed a moment later, and they were both panting to catch their breath. Her lips were parted, her cheeks pink and beautiful. Strands of her hair stuck to her face and neck with sweat. The rest of her hair was sprawled out over the pillow, and all he could think was how beautiful she looked-like an angel.

He was about to pull out but she stopped him, "Wait, I just want to lie like this…with you…" she whispered, her chest still heaving.

He smiled and carefully shifted them so that she was lying on top of him comfortably. He lifted his hand to stroke her hair, and she closed her eyes at his touch. It felt wonderful.

"Are you alright?" He asked softly.

She nodded.

"Really?" He questioned.

"I'm ok…I have you to protect me…" She whispered. A tear crept out from beneath her eyelid and he caught it.

"Did he hurt you?" He asked.

She shook her head, "Not badly. It won't mark my skin." She mumbled.

"I'm sorry." He whispered.

She nuzzled his neck, "Thank you for saving me." She smiled.

He hugged her tightly, but couldn't say anything. She looked up at him and smiled, "You're a very kind person," she said softly. He smiled back, his fingers still running through her hair, and pulled a bit of fluff from her caramel strands before going back to stroking it. She loved to feel his gentle touch, the warmth and kindness of his hands and embrace. She rested her head against his chest, and found herself lulled into sleep by his touch. He soon fell asleep with her, his arms wrapped gently around her frame and keeping her close.

Sakura woke feeling a slight cold breeze on her back, but could feel Syaoran's arms around her. She shifted a little, but he didn't stir. It was then that she felt it-the power of a dream seer. Suddenly his eyes shot open, and he seemed troubled.

"Syaoran…?" she called out his name, and upon laying eyes on her he smiled.

"Hey, are you alright?" he asked.

"I'm fine, but what about you?" she asked softly.

"I just had a disturbing dream, nothing really to worry about." He smiled.

"Ok…" she said. She didn't really believe him, but he seemed sure of himself so she didn't press the matter any further.

"I think you should go see your sister." He said calmly.


"Don't worry, my brother would have woken me if anything had happened to her." He murmured soothingly.

She calmed and he kissed her softly, "Come on, we should get up." He smiled.

Sakura dressed herself feeling warm, happy and safe. She looked over at Syaoran who was pulling on his shirt, and blushed. He tied his sash around his hips and then noticed she was looking.

"Is something wrong?" He asked.

"No-I'm sorry…" she blushed, looking away.

He walked over and brought her into his arms. "You're beautiful," he said softly. She blushed even more, and he tilted her chin up. He leant in and kissed her softly, and then parted. "Let's go see your sister." He smiled.

Rena was fiddling with some sort of hand held puzzle, getting extremely frustrated as she was unable to figure it out. Syaoron watched, highly entertained by her frustration, which only annoyed her more.

"Fine-you solve it!" she growled, shoving it into his chest.

He took it from her and solved it in no less than five seconds. She glared at him, "I hate you…"

"Ha, you're just pissed because I was able to solve it." He retorted.

"Shut up." She mumbled.

He laughed, "You'll get better at it eventually. The only reason I can do it is because I sit around bored half the time."

"What a load of crap…" she muttered, still pissed.

There was a knock at the door, and Rena looked up. Syaoron stood and opened the door, letting his brother and Sakura in. The two boys exchanged glances while Sakura went to hug her sister.

"Sakura, is something wrong?" Rena asked, feeling a sense of urgency in her sisters tight embrace.

Sakura said nothing and shook her head. Rena smiled and returned her sisters hug, rubbing her back gently. "Were you worried about me?" she asked.

"I'm always worried about you." Sakura whispered.

"Naw! Isn't she cute!" Rena beamed.

"Yep…adorable…" Syaoron replied sarcastically.

"Quiet in the peanut gallery!" she snapped.

Sakura giggled and Syaoran smiled. "She's certainly got a personality to match yours." He said to his brother.

"Shut it." His brother snapped.

He laughed.

Sakura looked to Rena and smiled beautifully, "What have you been doing today?"

Rena smiled back, "Annoying him of course!"

Sakura raised an eyebrow, "Oh really? How so?"

"Just generally being a pain." She beamed.

"Of course…" Sakura sighed. "I'm so glad you're ok Rena." She smiled, and hugged her dearly beloved sister once again. Rena smiled and stroked her sister's hair gently.

"I'm glad you're safe too. I want you to be happy Sakura." Rena said softly.

"What about you?" Sakura asked.

"I can find happiness, but I'll also be happier knowing that you're smiling again." Rena said. Sakura nodded and rested her head on her sister's shoulder. The boys smiled at the love the two sister's shared for each other, and then Syaoran remembered his dream.

"Will you two be alright if I speak with my brother for a moment?" He asked.

Rena nodded, and curious as to what his older twin wanted to speak about, Syaoron followed him out of the room.

"What's wrong?" Syaoron asked.

"I had a dream."

He looked at his brother with worry, "What about?" he asked.

"The girls. Someone is coming."

"When will it happen?"

"A while away, but they are their enemy." He murmured.

"What else did you see?"

"Just scraps of things, things I can't mention."

They fell silent and Syaoran smiled, "I'm sure everything will be fine." He said. His brother nodded and they returned to the room where Rena was attempting the puzzle again. Sakura watched as she fiddled and got annoyed and slammed it down on the bed. Sakura let out a laugh at her sisters annoyance.

"If you keep getting pissed off like that, you'll never solve it." Syaoron sighed.

"Quiet you." Rena muttered.

"He's right." Sakura laughed.

"Ugh!" Rena groaned.

"Oh, you should both know that rooms have been arranged for you." Syaoran spoke.

Sakura and Rena looked at him and blinked. Rena smiled, "Thank you, it's greatly appreciated." She said.

"You're welcome. Chii will show you to them later." He smiled.

The girls spent a little more time together, and then Sakura left to be shown to her room by the beautiful blonde maid who seemed worried about her.

"Are you alright Sakura? That was a scary experience." The maid asked.

"I'm alright," Sakura smiled.

Chii smiled, "Come on, I'll show you to your room; you're across from Rena and near me and Tomoyo, so if you need anything you can come and find one of us."

"Thank you Chii, you're very kind." Sakura said softly.

"Anytime. I hope we become good friends."

She led Sakura down several different halls and into a new wing; Sakura noticed no men were present, and wondered why. "There's only women around here…" she murmured.

"This is the ladies wing; this is where we sleep. No men are allowed here-unless invited or have an errand to complete." Chii explained with a smile.

"Oh…" Sakura replied.

Chii stopped at a door and opened it; inside were large arched windows with beautiful wooden framing and deep pink curtains draping down over the large windows with white lace curtains behind the deeper pink ones. Behind the windows was a balcony that looked out over the gardens. The walls were crème, and the floor was made of wooden floor boards while soft light pink rugs covered a large amount of space in the middle of the floor. There was a vanity against the wall to her right, and a large bed with white silk curtains and a beautiful fur bedspread up against the wall. There was a walk in wardrobe that Chii was walking towards; she opened the beautiful doors, and turned to Sakura.

"In here is everything you need. There are some draws with undergarments just inside to your left and a range of footwear for you. Your sleeping garments are on the right, and your day wear is on the left." Chii explained.

Sakura looked inside the wardrobe and her eyes widened. "Wow…" she said.

"Rena's going to be moved into her room shortly; I better go help. Are you alright on your own?" Chii asked.

"Wait-how's Tomoyo?" Sakura asked.

"She's alright; she's got a concussion though." Chii smiled.

"Can I see her?" Sakura asked.

"Of course; come with me." Chii smiled, and led Sakura out of her room and down the hall to another room. She knocked and opened the door to find Tomoyo's room decked out in purple.

"I'll leave you two alone." Chii smiled.

Tomoyo sat up in her bed and smiled at the young girl, "Sakura, please-have a seat." She said.

"Thank you…" Sakura said quietly, and took a seat in the chair beside her bed.

"Are you alright Sakura? You're not hurt are you?" Tomoyo asked immediately.

"I'm fine, he didn't have any time to do anything serious to me…what about you? How's your head?" Sakura asked.

"I'll be ok; it's just a concussion. What happened to the offender?" Tomoyo asked softly.

"He's dead…" Sakura replied.

"I see…who killed him…?"


"I see. I'm glad you're safe." Tomoyo smiled.

"Thank you," Sakura said quietly.

"Is something on your mind Sakura?" Tomoyo asked.

"I wanted to apologise… It's my fault you were injured…" Sakura whispered.

"Don't be silly! Here's nothing to apologise for!" Tomoyo smiled and waved it off.

"But if it hadn't been for me then you wouldn't have been hurt!" She cried.

"I don't know what you've been through, but I know it's not your fault." Tomoyo smiled. Sakura looked down at her hands. "You have such a kind heart Sakura, I'm sure you'll do well here. Thank you for worrying about me, it means a lot."

Sakura looked up and smiled at the violet eyed princess, "I hope you feel better soon." She said.

"I will. For now, get some rest." She smiled, and leant back into her fluffy pillows. Sakura stood up and left the room, leaving the girl to rest.

Once she was out of Tomoyo's room, she panicked. She didn't know where to go. "Where do I go…?" she wondered out loud. She started to walk around, but she couldn't find anyone. Her leg was becoming painful to walk on, and she was becoming distressed. She continued to walk, turning down halls and corridors in hopes that she might bump into someone she knew. Her leg gave out and she fell to the floor; crying, she pulled her legs up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, burying her face in her skirt.

It wasn't anyone Sakura knew who found her lying on the floor in a broken heap, but one of the chamber maids. The poor girl didn't know what to do with herself when she saw Sakura lying there, and ran to get help. She came back with Yuui and Kurogane, and the blonde sighed upon seeing the poor girl's figure.

"She looks shocking. She probably passed out from distress and pain." He said.

"What's wrong with her leg?"

"Whoever held her captive wrenched it at an unusual angle, and it's going to take time to heal." Yuui replied. "Pick her up, we'll take her back to her room." He said.

Kurogane did so and picked her up off the floor, but she didn't stir from her sleep. The maid walked with them to her room and opened the door, and they set Sakura on the bed and left her.

"Continue on with your work; we'll alert the prince." The blonde told the maid.

She nodded and continued on with her work while they went to find Syaoran to let him know what had just happened.

They found him in his study reading a book when they walked in. He looked up and quickly realised something was wrong. "What's happened?" He asked, closing his book and placing it to the side.

"We found Lady Sakura passed out in a hallway on her own. My best guess is from distress and pain." Yuui answered.

Alarm entered his eyes, "Why did Chii leave her alone?" He asked quickly.

"She was helping with Lady Rena's movement, if I remember correctly." The blonde murmured.

"Shit. Thanks for letting me know." He murmured.

"She's in her room." Yuui said, and then they left the prince.

When Sakura woke she was in a bed she didn't recognise, but then she remembered the room. It was her room. Someone had carried her back to her room, she realised. Her leg was hurting like hell, and tears sprang into her eyes when she tried to move it.

"Here, this should help the pain."

She looked up to see Syaoran holding out a glass; he'd been waiting for her to wake up for a while.

"Syaoran…" She whispered.

"I'm sorry you were scared; if I had known that you were alone I would have come for you." He said. "Are you alright?"

"I didn't know where to go…" She whispered.

"Shh, you'll know with time." He said.

She nodded and took the cup from his hands and brought it to her lips, swallowing the contents. It tasted bitter and she shuddered, screwing up her face. "You may feel a little drowsy." He said. She nodded and looked out the window; the sun had nearly set.

"Would you like to eat dinner?" He asked.

She nodded and he helped her up, assisting her down to the dining hall like he had so many times in the past months. Sakura was grateful to everyone for their help, but she was even more grateful for their acceptance.

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