A/N: A Card Captor story told from Touya's point of view.

Characters: Touya, Yue/Yukito, Sakura, Nadeisko. Will slowly add more of Sakura's friends.

Relationships: Touya & Yukito, Sakura & Syaoran

Touya walked over to the kitchen sink and stared out the tiny window in front of him. He sighed as he rested both hands on the counter and put his head down. He thought Sakura was done with this. But no, it was late and raining and he could no longer sense her presence In the house.

The night was cold and damp. The weather forecast had said clear and sunny skies, but anyone looking out their windows could tell you that was far from the truth. Touya sighed. Magic always had a way of making things better or worse, and usually worse. Much, much worse. It certainly wasn't an easy night for adventure. From this view, Touya could make out the dark street and winding narrow path that Sakura would need to take on her eventual way home. That was if she didn't take another way home. Touya paused on this thought as his eyes narrowed.

Craving something to calm his nerves, Touya grabbed the tea kettle and filled it with water. He set the kettle on the stove and if one swift motion exited the kitchen towards the stairs.

Touya stopped as he reached Sakura's room, wondering if it was worth it to knock. He knew Sakura wasn't home - that he was sure of, but he wasn't sure if that weird toy plushy had joined her. Touya put his ear to the door and unable to make out the sounds of snoring or video games, figured the coast was clear. He turned the knob and entered. As he suspected, the room was completely empty.

Sakura's bed was still made. Touya frowned realizing that this must've meant she had been out longer than he expected. He sighed as he walked around her room. He remembered the days when Sakura used to put stuffed animals under the covers to give the illusion that she was in there sleeping, and not outside caught up in someone's else's magical warfare. Those might not have been simpler times exactly, but at least there were easier foes then. Now, whatever Sakura had caught herself up in, had a sense of danger all around it. A danger so strong, he could sense it from inside the house.

Touya walked to her bedroom window and made sure it hadn't locked. He opened it slightly to make it easier for Sakura if she chose to come in through here tonight instead of the front door. If she was out late enough, he knew she chose to come in through her window as to not disturb or worry anyone that she had been out so late. Sakura always worried more about other people than she did herself. That's precisely why Touya knew he couldn't tell her that he was aware of her magic. She couldn't know that their Dad was starting to catch on as well, either. With this new danger looming, Sakura couldn't afford any additional worries taking up space in her mind. She had to stay focused to beat this thing – whatever it was.

He took another deep breath in as the felt the air from outside slowly creep in. Touya closed his eyes and clenched his fists. It had been a while since he worried about his little sister like this. Ever since magical energy began returning to him, he grew increasingly more in tune to the forces around him. That meant he could sense Sakura and it also meant, he could sense this looming danger. Sakura was now more powerful than she had ever been, making her energy a lot easier to pick up on. Touya opened his eyes as a rush of anger surged through him. He knew if he could sense it, so could other magical beings. The more power you had, the more trouble you invited.

Suddenly, the tea kettle whistled alerting the house that it was ready. Touya sighed as he slowly walked out of Sakura's room, turning off the light and gently closing the door behind him. As he descended the stairs he thought of calling Yukito. He knew that damn toy plushy had gone out with Sakura, but maybe he didn't. Maybe he stayed behind.

Upon entering the kitchen, Toya turned off the stove. He reached into the cabinets and pulled out one teacup, placing it in front of him. All of a sudden a cool breeze carrying a light floral scent came and tossed the hair out of Touya's face. Knowing there were no open windows downstairs, Touya smiled as he shook his head. He knew he was no longer alone.

"It's been a while, Mom."

Turning around, Touya came face to face with a white and grey silhouette of his late mother, Nadeisko. Her long hair seemed to be the breeze itself, moving steadily as if it was unable to stand still. The grey spirals that seemed to make out her dress had prints of white and translucent flowers. Most of her was so translucent and fragile that seemingly a single touch would cause the whole scene to disappear.

Touya poured the cup of tea and took a sip as he watched the figurine transcend.

"You used to appear all the time when I was worried or scared," he began. "I should've known I'd see you once my power came back."

"Touya..." The figure spoke in a faint whisper that was carried by the breeze. The sound was like a light song that echoed in his ears, "Even without your power, I never left you."

Touya gave his mother a slight smile as he took another sip of tea. The warm liquid soothed his throat, but the picture in front of him soothed his mind.

"You're worried about Sakura," the figure spoke again.

Touya nodded. He always worried about Sakura but usually struggled to voice these concerns. The only people that ever picked up on that were Yukito and his father.

"I sense that she's in trouble, Mom."

"She is..." Nadeisko's voice grew fainter by the syllable, "but she doesn't know it yet."

Touya's eyes widened as his frown deepened. He had already sensed the danger, but this confirmed how bad it really was. "Will she be ok?" he asked.

"I hope she will be," the voice answered.

Touya put down the cup of tea, rather aggressively on the counter. That wasn't the response he was hoping for. "Is there anything we can do?" He stammered.

"When the time comes, you will know how to help her. But for now..." Nadeisko's faint voice continued, "for now we must trust in her abilities."

"It's not fair," Touya said as he looked out the kitchen window, "she's just a kid. She shouldn't have to go through this alone."

"She's not alone, Touya."

Another breeze blew past Touya's hair. He knew he was being difficult, but he couldn't help it. It's not that he didn't trust his sister, he did. He just didn't like the circumstance that she was born into. Having magical powers thrust on you at an early age and not having any choice in the matter wasn't the normal childhood a kid should have. Not being able to talk to her about this was hard. Not being able to help her was even harder. Even with the extra jobs he had taken to keep busy and preoccupy his mind, his worries never ceased - they only lessened, temporarily.

"Yue, and that damn plushy," Touya sighed.

He wasn't certain, but he thought he could make out the faint sounds of laughter coming from his mother's winded figure.

"The guardians, yes," the voice echoed, "...but she also has her friends... and you, Touya. She is very lucky to have you."

Touya nodded in agreement. He had heard this phrase quite a few times now. He knew when the time came, he would do what he had to do. Just like last time, he would be there for Sakura when she needed him. He only hoped he would know when that would be. He knew he should also be thankful for Sakura'a friends. Even if he didn't like all of them - well, one of them in particular, he knew they made Sakura happy. Her friends were the only thing, after all, keeping her life semi-normal.

"I will help in any way I can, Mom."

"I know you will, son," Nadeisko's voice was growing fainter. It was now becoming harder for Touya to hear, "Your power has grown exceptionally."

"I suppose you can't tell me why that is?" He asked as he took a step forward.

The winded figurine of Nadeisko said nothing, but Touya figured he already knew the answer. No power ever came without a purpose. He knew he would find his when the time came, but it'd be nice to have some insight for once. Ignoring his own question, he took a deep breath in and looked at the slowly diminishing figure of his mother. "When the time comes, I'll be ready."

Again the figurine said nothing, but it moved in a way that Touya felt acknowledged.

"Your friend is on his way," the wind whispered.

Touya took another sip of tea as he raised an eyebrow. Soon, he could feel it in his heart that his mother's words were true. Yukito was nearing their house.

"Lean on him when you can, Touya. Remember, you're not alone either." And with that, the breeze dispersed and the voice was gone.

Touya watched the silhouette of his mother slowly fade away. Her message had been delivered and it worked. The anger and anxiety he had previously felt had subsided. Touya shook his head as he finished his tea. It was nice to know that even after all this time, his mother was still there to comfort him.

"Goodbye, Mom, and thank you," he said to the last bit of passing breeze. He breathed in the faint scent of flowers once more, hoping the pleasant calming feeling would hold him over until he needed it again.

Feeling the growing presence in his heart, and remembering his mother's words, Touya turned around and grabbed another cup from the cupboard. He filled it with tea and placed in on the table in anticipation for Yukito's arrival. Touya looked out the kitchen window once more. Upon seeing the familiar whiteish blonde hair shine in the moonlight, he smiled for the first time that evening. His second dose of comfort had arrived. Right on cue.