The Unseen Future (Part 1)

Part One: Bad Dreams




Sitting cross-legged on her feather filled mattress, Sakura tucked a falling strand of her strawberry blond hair behind one of her ears. Eyes as green as jade stared downward at the yellowing sheet of parchment, the white feather quill, that she held in her hand, scratching quietly as she wrote:

"Today my big brother, Toya, who also happens to be the King of Clow, told me that the ancient ruins that lie beneath the sandy land of the Kingdom, continues on well beyond the borders of our country.

If this is all true, then my dearest friend Syaoran will have to leave soon. Which means that we'll have less time to spend with each other, and then there's the fact that I don't know how long he'll be gone for.

I just wish that he could stay here for just a little bit longer...

Sometimes I hate Toya, he just really gets on my nerves...but he's my brother. And my only living relative, so I have to love him...

Well I also have Yukito, he's the High Priest of Clow, and Toya's best friend --"

Sakura ceased writing immediately when she heard three knocks on the closed door of her bedroom. "Princess Sakura, may I come in?" The voice was so kind and sweet, that it reminded her of a brand new spring day. The voice belonged to Yukito.

Rolling up the parchment, and quickly stowing it beneath one of her many soft pillows that sat on her bed, called out, "Yukito! It's open!"

The door opened, and sticking his head in, the round glasses perched smartly on the bridge of his nose, his messy hair, tawny in color, fell lightly in front of the left side of his face. "Good evening, Your Highness! I didn't know if you'd still be awake at this time of night."

"Please, Yukito, you don't have to be so formal. You know that you can just call me Sakura."

"But Your Highness..." He paused when he saw the unhappy grown form on Sakura's young face. He couldn't help but to cave in. "Okay, Sakura, I just wanted to make sure that you were okay, as well as see if you needed anything, before I left for the evening."

She motioned for the Priest to sit by her, "You know, Yukito, my dear brother's been really grumpy lately. Wouldn't you say so?"

Slowly he grinned, and strode over to the bed, where he sat down, then leaned back against the comfy cushions. "Well, who could honestly blame him? I'd imagine that being King isn't quite as easy as one would believe it to be. You'll find out eventually. When it's your turn to take the throne, and become the Queen of Clow." Laughing softly, he added, "Also, you have to take into account the fact that Toya's always grumpy." He sighed, closing his eyes.

Laughing at what he'd just said, Sakura quietly whispered between each giggle that came out of her mouth, "You're right." She cleared her throat, and her mood now serious, said, "Yukito, may I ask you something?"

"Of course you can! Now what's on your mind?" He sat up and turned to look over at Sakura.

"Yukito, why are you still here? I mean, here at the castle?"

"What do you mean?" He blinked quickly.

Sakura looked around her, as she began to explain, "What I mean is that since you're the High Priest here in Clow, you could get a much better job. One that doesn't involve working with that selfish brother of mine." She hugged her knees closer to her body, waiting for the worst to happen.

"Sakura...do you...Do you not want me here? Do you want me to leave?"

"Of course not! It's just that Toya is always treating you horribly! The two of you were best friends before you were King and High Priest! He should at least treat you as such!" She slowly and carefully wrapped her arms around Yukito. "You know what?"

Returning her gently hug, he whispered, "What?"

"You're exactly like the brother that I've always wanted. A brother who's kind to me, and to everyone else that he meets...A brother that's kind and considerate to my friends...Someone like you, Yukito!" She hugged him just slightly tighter.

He gasped, "Sakura! You know that you should never say anything like that! Just think about how you'd feel if something were to happen to Toya!" He pulled away from her grip, looking her directly in the face.

Sitting in silence, after a moment, she finally whispered, "You're right, Yukito...It's just that I have Toya for taking Syaoran away from me so soon...And just after he got back? Without my best friend, I'm lost...We've known each other since we were kids...We've grown up together..."

"Well Toya has his reasons to do what he does. Your friend Syaoran is a great archaeologist, and your brother realizes this. He also probably decided that he needs him out there at the dig site. However, I'll see what I can do. I can't promise you much, maybe a couple extra days before Syaoran has to leave again, but I can't even guarantee you that. But good night, Sakura. May your dreams be good and pure." Yukito bent forward, lightly kissing Sakura on the forehead.

"Thank you so much, Yukito."

"You're welcome, Your Highness."



Sakura fell asleep, her mind filled with all of the thoughts of what had happened throughout the day. Her dreams full of worry, Yukito and Syaoran always looming in front of her. She looked around, noticing for the first time the fact that the walls surrounding her were oozing out blood. Pools of it gathering and swirling around at her feet.

She gasped and tried to run to both Yukito and Syaoran, but stopped short when a giant monster formed behind them. With suspended black wings, and eyes glowing bright red, in its hand, was a double bladed scythe. Which was skeletal in shape.

Whatever it was that was standing before her, she could see that it had a dangerous, demonic aura to it. The blood on the ground seeming to move towards the dark creature.

Unable to help herself, Sakura began to wonder out loud, "What is this?"

The monster laughed, the sound of it crazed, and slowly the form that it was in, began to change to that of a man. His face was completely obscured from sight. And gradually, he began to release his grasp on the scythe that he'd been holding on to. Within seconds, it began to fall. Yet again, he was laughing.

Why didn't Syaoran or Yukito hear him?! Why didn't they run?!

"SYAORAN! YUKITO! MOVE!" Sakura tried to yell out to them, but no sound escaped from her lips. She had to try again. "SYAORAN! BEHIND YOU! SYAORAN! DO SOMETHING, PLEASE! DON'T JUST STAND THERE! YUKITO! YOU'VE GOT TO LISTEN TO ME!"

The shadowed man laughed harder, and finally he began to speak, "They can't hear you. For your time has come to an abrupt end. Your fate will be sealed with the arrival of the man from another dimension."

Another dimension? Did he mean another world?

"What...what do you mean?! Who are you?!" Sakura cried out, as the man began to fade away, along with her life long friend, and a man that she'd always considered to be family. "Wait!" She began to chase after them.

"All will be answered when you meet the man from another dimension. All will be answered at dawn."

"How will I know who he is?" She managed to shriek, just as the ground beneath her feet began to fall away. The pools of blood fell over the edge, and all the way into a newly formed river. She couldn't breathe.

Then she saw a man, standing just above the surface of the bloody water, and seeing him, she thought that it was Syaoran.

Reaching out, she called out his name, "Syaoran?"

He turned around, but before she could see his face, she felt herself being sucked into a wall that had formed behind her. Wings sprouting out of her back, feathers shooting out in every direction like small arrows. When all of the feathers had flown away, Sakura found herself falling.

"HELP!"



Bolting into a sitting position on her bed, Sakura cried out. Her hair sticking to her forehead, and her eyes wide with horror. Breathing heavily, she quietly panted out, "Was that Syaoran that I saw by the river of blood? But he's not from another dimension!" Slowly covering her face with her hands, she muttered, "If only mother were here...she was better at understanding what dreams mean...Hopefully Yukito will know..."

She tilted her head to one side and gazed out of the open window in her room. "Syaoran...if that was you, that I saw in my dream...Why is it that you'd be the cause of my life ending? Also, if it was you, then what world did you come from? Why did you leave?"

For the rest of the night, she sat there, wandering about the meaning of her dream. If the man truly was Syaoran, or if it was someone else...What were those wings that grew from her back? What significance did they hold?

So many questions, yet there wasn't nearly enough time to have them all answered. Especially with a big event about to happen.