Note: This is a sequel of sorts to Wonderland, so it's proooob'ly a good idea to read that first before reading this.

And on another note, I was just going to make this a one-shot sequel for Wonderland, but before you go thinking this is going to be a full-fledged fic, I decided to make this a series of drabbles/one-shots that take place after Wonderland. I don't know how regular updates for this will be. Since it's not a full-fledged fic, it's not going to be on my high list of priorities, but I will try my best on it as possible.

And I apologize for my long-ass (to be frank) wait in actually getting this up. xD I didn't want to post up some crappy one-shot-sequel-thing, and if I didn't wait this long, I would never have come up with this idea, because believe me, this just hit me in literally a few seconds. It was like a light bulb suddenly clicked on somewhere in my head.

And this 'chapter' is merely a prologue, and an author's note to let you guys know that I am totally (and finally) starting the 'sequel' for Wonderland. So much apologies for the shortness. xD

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Wonderland Remix

Insert CD and press play »

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"Sakura – SAKURA! DOWN! NO! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH HEEEELLLPPP…!!"

"LI SYAORAN, GET BACK HEEEEEEREEE!!"

CRASH.

"I'M STILL INJURED!"

"DOES IT LOOK LIKE I CARE?!"

BAM.

"P-PUT THAT VASE DOWN!"

SHATTER.

"WOMAN! ARE YOU MAD?!"

"I'M NOT MAD. I'M FURIOUS!"

SMACK!

"...ow."

"Hmph. Serves you right."

"...you didn't have to hit me with the broom."

"Oh stop being such a baby."

"..." Indignant sniff.

Two days later, after stopping by at the police station to show the Chief her papers from the hospital stating she could start work again, Sakura returned home to see Syaoran sitting on the couch watching Cops.

It wasn't anything new. She had gotten used to coming home to find him being the first thing she saw when she stepped in. What took her aback that particular day was how he muted the television and turned to her calmly with his normal crooked grin.

"Welcome home, Sakura-chan."

She nodded at him and took off her coat, hanging it on a nearby rack and stepping out of her shoes before slipping her feet into pink slippers. She headed towards the kitchenette, feeling the lingering gaze of amber eyes following her movements. Syaoran continued talking pleasantly.

"I'll be going away tomorrow. Just thought I'd let you know. I don't know when I'll be back. Don't miss me too much, okay?"

He saw the slight falter in her steps – the momentary pause she made – before composing herself and opening the refrigerator. She fumbled around inside and had to raise her voice to be heard, "Where are you going?"

"Away," he answered vaguely.

Sakura snorted. Typical Syaoran. She didn't say anything about it but instead went about making dinner. They ate in companionable silence before heading their separate ways to sleep.

She woke up the following morning to an apartment void of any Li Syaoran. When she returned from work, he was still gone.

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