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~[CLAMP Original+AU RP] Infinite Worlds, Infinite Stories

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Okamirei:
Syaoran stood silently, mesmerized by the wizard.

Take this package...hide it in your uncle's house.... Hide it well.....
....I am to be trusted

The words sunk into his captured mind. There was no way he could stop them.

You'll also come back tomorrow night.....You'll come directly here, after midnight

Taking the box suppressed in his hands, he nodded; his expression still blank.
He turned toward the exit and slipped through, strolling back into the darkness outside.

Take this package...hide it in your uncle's house.... Hide it well.....

Reaching his house, he hid the box beneath a wooden door under his bed, where he secretly kept his books. Then, slipping into unconsiousness, he collapsed onto the floor beside his bed.

Pikari:
Syaoran's path led straight to the castle - the boy (or whoever had been in the woods tonight) certainly hadn't been very careful about concealing his trail in the underbrush. Kurogane felt his suspicions growing even stronger the closer he drew. That wizard had something to do with this. He had no proof but he just knew. Then the trail was gone, as if he'd disappeared through the stone wall in front of him. Like... a secret door or something. But a thorough search of the wall and the surrounding area turned up nothing, and only left the ninja cursing and frustrated. Bewitched, I bet...

With a loud curse, he whacked at a nearby tree branch with his sword in anger, and stormed back through the forest. Reaching the road, he considered marching straight through the front doors of the castle and demanding... demanding what? He still had no idea what had happened or where his nephew was. That was when he noticed more footprints. Smaller footprints than his own, leading back to the village. He ran the entire way back.

"Syaoran!!" The boy was lying on the floor, unmoving. Kurogane rolled him over to find he was still alive, and unconscious. He shook the boy's shoulders anxiously. "Syaoran!"

Robin Sena:
(Syaokura: I'm using the white version, but it's different from yours.)

There behind Fai...

"I wonder about your resolve. Can you possibly do what you're thinking?"

Sakaki:
From a high window in the castle, Fai watched the young boy leave from the back way, running through the grounds, clutching the box tightly under his arm.
A short while later, a larger figure approached the castle.....
A man........

The wizard's eyes narrowed.
That ninja............Kurogane..
Ah, but you're much too late.......Kuro-chan....
for your nephew is sealing your fate at this very moment..
And once you're banished from the Kingdom and away from Ashura-ou,
I'll be one step closer..

Fai giggled, stroking the little, black creature that hopped up onto his shoulder.
Then watching the ninja's frustrated outburst below, he began to laugh uncontrollably.....
Tears sprang to the wizard's bright, blue eyes, and he wiped them away with the sleave of his long cloak, as he watched the ninja go back the way he had come.

Suddenly as if from nowhere and everywhere....... Fai heard a voice ring in his head. A woman's voice?

"I wonder about your resolve. Can you possibly do what you're thinking?"

Eyes narrowed, the wizard whirled around, trying to see who was there.
But his room was empty..................still the voice rang in his ears.
Almost as if I had a conscious.................

Shaken, but still confident and unwavering in his plan, the wizard spoke to his little pet. "Tomorrow's another day, my little friend. We'd better get some rest and be on our guard, for our ninja, Kurogane, is sure to be in a nasty mood."

Fai looked around once more, still disturbed by the voice he was sure he'd heard......the presence.....he'd felt, but confidence won out and he went to rest, for he had plans..........and no one would stop him..........

Catch me.............Catch me if you can.................

Syaokura:
Sadako, hiding her identity with her black cloak wrapped around her, walked upstairs in the castle. White Mokona hid himself inside his mistress's violet bag. The fortune teller silently opened the door, only to see a few candles lightly up the room - barely, and not enough.

"You," the woman whispered as her fingers grasped the doorknob. "It has been a while, hasn't it?" She asked, referring to the shadowy figure in front of her.

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