A/N: Gah! I'm so sorry. I really can't help myself. The bunnies keep on attacking me! T_T and they won't go away! *wails*

So I have decided to put up the three new bunnies that have been bothering me for quite some time now and leave it up to you guys to decide which fic I ought to continue first.

I'm gonna be putting up a poll on my profile so please vote for the fic you like best.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Syaoran was roughly shoved in through the door, his weakened, battered body, falling to the cold floor as he stumbled inside. Rough hands reached out to grab his hair, dragging him carelessly across the length of the room towards the very back as he gave out a small, strangled yelp.

He felt himself getting lifted off the ground, his broken right arm jostling and causing sharp spikes of pain to shoot through the swollen appendage. The person holding him moved towards a low, rectangular box, opening its lid with a kick from his leg.

Through blurry eyes, he took in the dimensions of the container and noticed that it was hardly larger than a storage chest, something similar to what he had seen people use to keep their clothes in on some of the worlds he had been on.

This one ,however, was completely void of such contents.

It was too late by the time his tired mind finally processed the purpose of the box as he was lowered into it. The person holding him roughly positioned his legs and arranged the rest of his body so that he fit inside it.

Turning his head, Syaoran saw, cold crimson eyes staring at him.

"K-Kurogane-san…" He struggled weakly, uselessly trying to move his left arm to reach out for the man. "Why?"

"Shut up you stupid brat." The addressed man snarled as he grabbed hold of Syaoran's head and banged it harshly against the wooden bottom of the box, pushing his arm back inside harshly.

Dazed, Syaoran could do nothing to stop him as Kurogane began to close the top. A pair of apathetic jade eyes observed him as the lid was closed completely.

"Sakura!" he cried, his voice hoarse from having screamed for a very long time before. Sandpaper scraped the insides of his throat as he struggled to get more words out as the lock was slid into place.

"You deserve this," he heard her speak coldly. "You deserve this and everything else that has been done to you."

"No! Please…" he tried to pound on inside of the chest as best as he could with his good arm but there was barely any room to move. His body was fitted inside the chest in such a manner that even the simple task of drawing a breath was a chore. "Don't… leave me…"

He heard the sound of their receding footsteps and his heart began to pound wildly against his chest. They were leaving!

"Sakura! Kurogane-san!" he screamed but his voice was barely audible to even himself.

"You'll die alone," he heard Kurogane say just before the door shut with a resounding bang. Nothing but silence met his ears afterwards save for the sound of his own ragged breathing.

He tried to keep the panic at bay but soon claustrophobia began to set in. The walls of the chest shrank, starting to collapse inwards, trying to crush him. The darkness inside threatened to make him a part of itself, wanting nothing more than to swallow his existence so he would be forgotten by the world forever.

He was going to die!

Left alone and forgotten by the ones he had cherished more than life itself. Heck, they had been the ones to leave him here. He'd never be able to see Sakura smile at him. He'd never be able to hear Fai tease Kurogane or watch his mentor lose his temper towards the blond or Mokona.

The air grew stale with every breath that he took, losing more and more oxygen, leaving his lungs unsatisfied and wanting more.

He tried taking in a deep breath but his chest, getting crushed against his folded knees had no room to expand. The box was too small!

And he was running out of oxygen.

Terrified, he started to struggle once more, trying hard to ignore the pain that shot up his broken arm with every infinitesimal movement. Tears of helplessness prickled at his eyes but he tried to hold them in, refusing to give in. A harsh, cough like laugh escaped his lips, turning into a near sob at the end.

He was going to die here.

And no one was coming to save him. After all, his own friends had been the ones to leave him here.

He could not remember for the life of him what exactly he had done to deserve it, but Kurogane, Fai and his beloved Sakura, they all hated him. Hated him enough to torture and beat him mercilessly for more than a month. Or had it been a year already? He couldn't tell. Time had lost its meaning since he had first been brought to this hell hole.

He closed his eyes, trying to picture their faces as they once had looked at him, with love and care, tried to imagine their voices as they had once spoken to him, with compassion but all he could see was their hate filled eyes, all he could hear was their harsh taunts.

You deserve this.

"No…"

You deserve everything.

"No…"

You'll die alone.

"No!" he gasped, terror finally completing its hold over him. "Let me out!" he choked out, weakly trying to break his way out of the wooden chest as his lungs began to burn from the lack of oxygen. He was suffocating. There was no room to breathe and darkness was reaching out with its greedy hands to swallow him whole.

"Saku-ra… Ku-rogan-e-san… he-lp me… Please… let me o-ut…"

He heard yelling in the distance but his oxygen-deprived brain could not place the voices, despite the fact that they sounded familiar.

As he was swallowed by the nothingness, he thought he heard something big collide with the door that he been pushed through earlier. He was gone by the time the door was broken down and the intruders had rushed inside. He never felt the pair of strong arms that gently pulled him out of the chest nor did he feel the tingling sensations of inter-dimensional magic as his unmoving form was whisked away from that world.