I'll meet you again for the second first time
Hiya pplz this story isn't set in the same world as CCS, nope, sorry but there will be no Clow Cards (perhaps not in card form anyways). It'll probably have some elements the same.
Sakura is a 17 yr old girl attending high school and her best friends Melin (yup she stays) is an apprentice of a kung-fu master, Tomoyo is heiress to her mother's Daidouji company and owns her own clothing label. Syaoran is a (can you guess?) model at an international state (of course, why not go far out when I can, seeing as this is a fanfic and all)
Well, S and S are meeting for the first time in this story… an international model and a school girl… oh did I mention that they liked the same person? (I wonder who that could be)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the CCS characters nor did I create the plotline of the anime or manga (sorry, brain capacity is too inferior) so don't procrastinate at my feet, all that attention should be directed at CLAMP, the rightful owners kay?
Well let me shut up and let's get on with it
Love RuBonn
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I'm finally going to meet Meilin's cousin! Sakura's heart gave a little leap as she moved hastily about her room. A weary Kero hovered a safe distance behind her before giving up and settling on her bed. He watched as she attempted to multitask, as the room was distorted into a one-man (A/N not trying to be sexist) battlefield. Her hair gained more knots with each stroke; the top she had selected with her friend Tomoyo's help was pulled halfway down her torso whilst the dress still hung limply on the clothes hanger. She had a backpack for the day's trip beside her bed, torn open as wide as it would go, and even then it barely caught the items she wanted to take as they sailed across the room in a haphazard manner.
'Ow, ow, ow!' Sakura struggled with the most recent knot before giving up and tossing the hairbrush onto the bed, missing the poor yellow lion by a hair's breath.
'Calm down Sakura! I don't know why you are getting so worked up over that brat's relative. I mean big deal! You have a male relative too and you know very well what HE's like, so why bother with another one?' Kero shivered involuntarily as the face of Sakura's older brother Touya popped up.
Kero was born with the gift of speech, even as an animal, he was able to vocally voice his opinions (and boy was he good at that!) and so he was sold off to a circus for his freakish abilities. By the work of a miracle, he escaped from the circus and became part of a pack of strays in the street. However on one of the pillages, in search for food, he became isolated from the pack and was left behind. As it turned out he was caught red-handed by the owner of the shop and faced a series of beatings from a rolling pin.
Aching and bone-thin from starvation, Kero had debated many times whether to plead for help or for a morsel of food, but ever time he looked back at the days at the circus, death seemed a more appealing idea than reliving the experiences he received from that ruthless place. Then as fate should see to it, he was rescued once more, by a 'dark angel', the title Kero always indentified the savior with whenever Sakura should be bold enough to ask, and was nurtured back to health from his near-death state, and the finally one day, entrusted into the hands of Fujitaka, who in turn, gave him to his young daughter, Kero's current owner, Sakura.
Only a handful of people knew of Kero's little quirk: the ringmaster, the other captives in his show back at the circus, his savior, Sakura and her two closest friends the boisterous tomboy, Meilin and gentle Tomoyo. However Sakura's older brother Touya has come close to uncovering the secret way too many times for Kero's comfort. The college graduate's sharp senses were a danger to the little creature, and his piercing black eyes always made Kero feel that they were staring right through him as opposed to simply looking at him. It unnerved Kero to no end, day and night he was haunted by the very thought of even a glimpse of that person.
'HOEEEEE!' Kero winced as she caught her foot on the edge of her floor covering and landed on the carpet floor with a heavy thud.
'Like I said! Calm down, or you'll just end up-'
'Kaijuu?' Kero froze at the sound of the door being flung open. Touya barged, and then seeing his sister merely scratched, regained his air of cool calmness, that, to Kero, had just sent the room's temperature plummeting down beyond freezing point.
'Who were you talking to?' He raised an eyebrow as if to point out the foreign voice he heard.
'Who was I talking to?!?' Sakura hastily picked herself up and rearranged herself protectively between her bed and her brother, 'Talking? Nobody- I mean who else would be in this room, it's not like we own a talking animal or anything.'
Kero broke out into a cold sweat as Sakura produced a shrill laugh, realizing the slip she had made, 'Umm I was just… practicing the conversation with Meilin's cousin, you know, Li Syaoran who arrives from Hong Kong today. We're all going to meet him at the airport, Tomoyo, Melin and me.'
Touya visibly cringed at the mention of the boy's name and shook it off with a shake of his head. 'Uh huh.' He responded in a monotone, Sakura had chattered on animatedly about this cousin of Meilin's who would eventually stay for a semester or two as a student on the rotary exchange program to learn Japanese. All of Meilin's enthusiasm had been soaked up by the empathetic Sakura like a sponge, all these sentences about some unknown guy were naturally rolling off the tip of her tongue had infuriated him to no end. No logical reason as to why it had such an effect on him, Kero would, if he could, have suggested it was jealousy, but then even if that comment ever saw the light of day, Touya would never have admitted it.
Sakura jumped up and began to push Touya out of her room. 'Look, I'm already late and I need to pack so, Get. Out. NOW!' Unfortunately, due to the obvious different in height, age and weight, she was only successful in slipping once more and giving herself a carpet burn.
She rubbed her sore knee and moaned, the looked up pitifully at Touya. He raised his hands up, half in surrender and half in defeat. 'Okay, Okay, I get it. Get out right? So you can pack for you little field trip' he edged out the door, almost swinging it shut before poking his head back in and gave an intense stare at Kero before saying, 'Well try not to tear the house down with your massive feet, alright?'
'I do NOT have massive feet!' Sakura retorted, but was stalking to the door; he had closed it in time to evade the brush aimed in his direction.
The brush bounced off the wooden door and landed with a clatter on the floor. Sakura and Kero sighed in unison, both collapsing into a heap on their spot.
"Your brother suspects something,' Kero pointed out after listening intently to the receding sound of footsteps.
'My brother always suspects something, but you're right… Arrgh! Why won't my hair stop tangling itself?'
'Maybe if you stopped tangling it- Okay okay, I give!' Kero ducked under the covers to avoid another object that flew in his direction, this time a teddy bear. Kero gave the toy a look of pity and sat it upright next to him, 'You're right, she really needs stop freaking out over this stupid guy.' He made the bear's head nod in agreement.
'He's not just some guy! He's Meilin's cousin AND a professional model at that! Really how many people do you know are an international model at the age of 17?'
'Well Tomoyo is co-president of her mother's company and owns her own line of clothing.'
Sakura opened her mouth with a comeback but there was a knock on the door, they froze, thinking it was Touya again and breathed out a huge sigh of relief when they heard a soft voice saying, 'Sakura? It's Tomoyo.'
Hallelujah! Kero thought, with Tomoyo here it was more likely that Sakura could make it out of the door before sunset.
'Come in.' the brunette sounded as relieved as he was.
The door slid open and from behind it, emerged Tomoyo, dressed in a billowing purple dress. Her dark waves held back only by a wide brimmed velvet hat that was tilted to one side, trailed softly behind her as she quietly slipped in. The dress, also velvet was tastefully cut to suit the latest trends and lined with lace that swayed with her every step. Slung over her shoulder was a large indigo duffle bag with a side pocket to her life's treasure, her G5 62 camcorder with the latest technology, the newest model developed by the Daidouji Company and was yet to be released into the market for public or even for private sale.
Tomoyo's goal was to capture her 'kawaii Sakura's' every move on tape and someday create a large film production for the company or simply for her to enjoy at home. As to why she would want to do that was a complete mystery to Sakura. She wasn't particularly pretty or cute,, or so she thought, she knew she wasn't fat but she lacked that seductive appeal that models and stars have. She was more a plain, athletic girl, whose passion was rollerblading and cheerleading. She had begun to take up traditional Japanese dancing with her all time crush Yukito who just happened to be her brother's best friend. Initially, she had no interest in dancing, but watching Yukito's subtle flowing movements on stage moved her to giving it a go. Besides it was like a form of cheerleading, but more confined movements (she was working on that), and it meant that she had an excuse to see Yukito almost every single day!
Tomoyo dropped the massive duffel bag she carried and gently placed her precious camcorder in the ground before taking one look at Sakura's room and gasped.
'Oh my! I see I've come just in time.'
'Sure have.' Kero agreed readily and Sakura smiled sheepishly.
'I guess I've been a bit jumpy this morning,' she admitted as Tomoyo approached her, lugging the bag behind her. The raven haired girl took one look at Sakura's disheveled appearance before sighing sadly and took Sakura's hand in her own pale ones.
'Such, a pretty face, Sakura-chan's hair is sticking out in all directions like a bird's nest, how cute!' Sakura sweatdropped and laughed uncertainly, 'Oh well, there's not much time left, Melin said we were to meet her at the airport by 8, the plane arrives at 8:30.'
Sakura glanced at the clock on her desk, 'But it's already 7:26! We'll be late.'
'Don't worry my dear Sakura-chan.' With a snap of her fingers, 2 bodyguards appeared at the doorway making Sakura jump with a 'HOE!', then she sighed, I should get used to it already, with Tomoyo as the heiress and co-president of the famous Daidouji company, there were always body guards at hand. 'The car is parked outside, we can get ready in there without losing time, and I've made a new outfit for you, I made it last night and this one simply will not do. Come on, let's go, Kero too, I'll need your help.' She led Sakura out gently and gave an outstretched hand in Kero's direction.
He almost let slip an 'all right!' but stopped just in time, with an 'eep' he nodded and obediently flew to rest on Tomoyo's shoulder.
When Tomoyo said car, she meant a state of the arts vehicle with a spacious inbuilt closet, seats and a vanity, makeup kits and a full length mirror. And when she said 'we' she meant Sakura only.
She followed her elegant cousin out whilst fighting the waves of nausea that were crashing over the very core of her being. What would this Li Syaoran be like, she kept thinking, and most importantly,
'Would he approve of her?'
