A/N: Hey you guys! So I finally decided to sit down and start writing Container. Sorry it took me so long but you know, Breaking Dawn just had to come out the week I was going to write, and that claimed all of my priorities. So anyways, this is my official sequel and conclusion to Envelope, it takes place after it, so I hope you enjoy it and it clarifies any questions you may of had to my previous story. You don't have to read Envelope to understand what's going on in this story, so don't worry, it just helps to clarify in the beginning. So without further adieu, Container, Chapter 1.

p.s. Watanuki and Doumeki appear in the next chapter, so don't worry. :)

Disclaimer: xxxHolic equals CLAMP which thereby equals awesomeness!

First Tare: Entrance

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Its funny, lately I've been feeling less...empty. I'm not quite sure how to describe it, its a very slight feeling, almost non-existent, but there. Like some unconscious void within me is being filled...slowly, making me feel more 'whole', you could say.

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The light morning sunrise from the west was particularly breathtaking. The rolling hills strewn with foliage being caped in a growing shadow, as if being dared to compare to the brilliant sun. Emi softly laughed to herself at the thought of the sun fighting for dominance amongst Ain's morning landscape. The tall, slender, short-charcoal-haired girl was observing the scene from the balcony of the Roman-Greco styled palace, her home and keep.

A small purple butterfly slowly fluttered towards the observing girl, appearing from the vast nothingness that was the sky. The lovely insect lightly perched on Emi's lifted finger. The butterfly's wings were tipped in black, creating dark arches around the shimmering, translucent purples. It was one of Yuko's.

Several months had passed since her last visit to Yuko's enchanted shop and she had once again left with what was necessary. She would occasionally dream about the two boys who had most recently selflessly given their lives, as the few other's before them had. They would be walking aimlessly, fingers laced, saying sweet nothings and going about their remaining time as if it was normal, just simply basking in their now realized emotions. Another smile graced Emi's usually stoic face.

"Tonight then. I'll have to make my round." She turned and re-entered her room, walking past her four-poster bed draped with silky golden-hued curtains, and stood in-front of a large, beautifully carved bureau, staring at the reflection cast from the crystal mirror set into the furniture. She pulled open the bureau's long door and pulled out the garment farthest to the right. She adorned the hoop-skirted white dress, which held black vertical stripes from the bodice to the bottom hem. She stepped into her black, white-toed shoes, which laced themselves up her slender calf, and walked out through the large marble arches and onto the cobble stone path leading to the main town.

Emi stepped into the rounded central square of the town and stood in the center of the pastel-colored mosaic tiles depicting thousands upon thousands of tulips being lightly blown in an invisible wind. She stretched out her hand, palm towards the ground and breathed in deeply, then held the breath in her chest. Slowly, the tulips began to rock back in the wind more fiercely, and as the tempo of the movement grew a soft blindingly pure light was given off, lifting off the ground and immersing Emi's form to her waist. She pushed her palm against the warming light and lightly wispered to the shinning flowers.

"Lift." An innumerable amount of glowing flower petals rose twenty feet in the air and hung around Emi's still unmoving frame. "Go." The petal scattered in every direction, disappearing into open windows, in-between door frames, and entering every living structure within Ain. Emi took in another deep breath. "Release." A small bright glow surrounded the individual petals which were floating in the center of the home which it had entered, slowly being engulfed by a growing transparent sphere. The growing did not stop until, finally, all of the sphere's had made contact with one another. A severe wave of warmth swept through the paved streets and an eerily comforting silence spread with it.

Emi's eyes finally opened and she observed her now dark surroundings, the crystal crescent moon off-setting the sky. The usual floral tiles she stood on where replaced with gray toned ones, scattered in no pattern in particular. Her hand fell to her side. She was panting heavily but somehow managed to keep it hidden. "Sleep well my souls. I'll be back soon." She looked up towards the star-filled sky and focused her sight towards the right of the moon. A chilling cold ran down her spine and her fist clenched. "I'll have to hurry."

Emi sprinted down, but the movement was so graceful it could have been a dance, the cobble-stone path and back to the antiqued palace. Once securely in her room she walked to the old, leather trunk at the end of the canopied bed. She lightly pulled it open and pulled out a beautifully weaved bag, the color's of which shimmered and changed from a dull yellow-orange to that of a more teal-purple glow. After closing the trunk, she walked to the long bureau and stripped from her ornamental garb and into a pair of faded, straight-leg jeans and a free-flowing teal and gray dress which wispily draped to her knees. She folded a few extra clothings, which were neatly placed into the bag, as a larger chill then the previous shook tremors through her core. She turned and stared out the balcony, observing the dark shadow of the moon's crescent. The technicolored nap-sack was slung over her shoulder, and an omniscient silence fell over Ain, the calm before the storm, the feeling of endless time before the crash of a tidal-wave.

She sucked in a deep breath as an ear-splittingly unmistakable taring sound erupted from the sky and shook the ground senseless. The quake continued as hundreds of unnervingly disturbing demonic spirits began to flood the perfect sky. Emi turned from the scene, her breathing coming in quicker measure's then her usual composure allowed. She ran to small vanity in the corner of her vast room and pulled open a small ornate jewelry box. Inside was a singular long-chained, dulled silver necklace that held a rather larger pendant, which was a smoothed chunk of red-earth with three symmetrical white lines running down the left side. Emi quickly pulled it over her head and it settled in-between her chest and naval. The lithe girl sprinted out to the balcony and stared at the now polluted sky, her arms slowly moving in an outward motion. She took in several deep breaths and the long necklace slowly started to defy the laws of physics as it slowly rose, stopping when it became parallel to the ground. There was a small slip in Ain's usual gravitational pull and Emi began to levitate towards the enormous rip, her forms slowly blending into the terrorized sky.

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A/N: Wow, it took me longer to get this chapter done then expected. Don't worry the Dou/Wata yaoi goodness is for the rest of the chapters. So basically its just a series of AU's with an interlacing plot which i think is pretty exciting. Each AU will be an individual Tare, so the next chapter will be Second Tare and until that story is finished its chapters will say Second Tare, just thought I would explain now instead of later. So! i hope you will enjoy and keep reading! Review Review please, i really appreciate it, i just might have to crack down and not post until i get some, but I'll wait until the story gets interesting. (but i probably won't because i'm not mean like that.) So enough from me please continue. :T (my mouth is zipped)