Fear… darkness… night… Tokyo Tower?
Yes, he was standing near Tokyo tower, watching… there was something important happening…
Flash.
A white face, white robes… falling… falling…
“Yukito!”
Syaoran jerked awake, panting. “That’s the fourth time I’ve had that dream this week. It has to mean something…”
Yukito’s life was in danger, but from what? He had to find out… now how to do that without yukito – oh, wait…
With a smile, Syaoran’s form shifted into that of a bird as he flew out to see what his ex-best-friend was doing.
Tue Feb 22 18:30:25 2005