Sakura Kinomoto is a firm believer in destiny and love, haphazardly following her sure-proof plan for love that she'd created when she was 11. Now 7 years later, Sakura risks leaving her love life up to anything destiny has in store for her, the good and the bad. Will she continue to place her heart in the hands of fate or will she discover that sometimes there are no plans…love just happens if you simply let it.


AN: Hey there! So this is my first CCS fanfic and the first fanfic I've ever posted on . It's an AU fic but I promise to keep their personalities as close as possible. There are a few of my own characters as well though. & don't worry...this is definitely an SxS story. Just wait & see!

I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I'm enjoying writing it! So please, feel free to R&R!

-Synea K.

P.S. (Disclaimer) Of course I don't own CCS. Thanks for being awesome, CLAMP! :)


April 13th, 2001

Dear Diary,

My heart has done it again. First Jessie, then Aaron and now….*drum roll, please*….Cheyenne! My dad's co-worker and his very, very cute son made a surprise visit yesterday. We spent the afternoon hanging out with my brother and I just know there's gotta be something between us. I know I know, if you could talk you'd probably scold me about falling "head over heels" for the first new guy that seemed to always want to tag me as 'it'. I can't stop my heart from skippin' beats if that's what it feels like doing. But, is it bad that I still look for signs of Jessie and Aaron? I mean, it's been years since I've even heard from Jess and last summer Aaron was gone without even the slightest hint of goodbye. I feel really lame. I've got a lot of room in my heart but when "Mr. Right" decides to unmask himself, there won't be room for all of 'em. I'll figure something out. Renaissance faire in 5 days!

Always,

S.K

April 18th, 2001

I'VE GOT IT! I don't have too long to write but I'll fill you in the best I can. The Renaissance Faire was so amazing! This year I actually had money to buy something so I was between a bow & arrow set (I dunno, I thought it'd be cool to have one!) or an Ocarina. But then…I saw it:"Magical Fairy Dust". I mean, ok, they're just little vials of colorful glitter and all my friends laughed at me when I purchased the $5 "Love Dust" but I can't help that I'm a hopeless romantic.

So, I decided to place the letter of the first name of each of the boys: J, A and C. & when I happen to use up all of the dust over time – I thought about putting some into my perfume every morning or something like that- I'll pull out the first letter and the rest up to destiny. Sounds like a good plan to me.

Wish me luck!

Always,

S.K

Storing her diary in the nightstand drawer, the young girl stood from her bed and stretched. She carefully picked up the crimson filled vial and held it out in front of her face, peering into it.

"Let's see if you've got some magic in you"

She retrieved some paper and a pencil from her backpack and made her way to the other side of the bedroom. Sitting down in front of the closet door mirror she came face to face with her reflected self. Her eyes were a brilliant shade of emerald and her short auburn hair hung just above her shoulder.

Sakura Kinomoto was a simple girl – with a firm belief in destiny and love. With her mother passing away when she was young, her father working full time as a university professor and being the youngest and only girl of 2, her female role models consisted of hopeless romantic Sandra Dee from the musical 'Grease' and the cartoon teenage costumed heroin Sailor Moon, who's love life worked surprisingly well with her contrasting everyday adventures of ridding the world of evil. She believed that love would come when the time was right and that everything happened for a reason.

She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear before tugging at the cork that stopped the red pixie dust from falling out. It didn't seem to want to budge.

"hmm…let's see.."

Sakura placed the cork in between her teeth and pulled. Cork still in mouth, she let out a squeal and watched the vial launch across the room. She scolded herself for being such a klutz as she hurriedly followed a little trail of the red dust. It had come to rest next to a small stuffed lion with white wings. Picking it up, she let out a sign of relief, realizing that the majority of the contents was still present.

"Guess you're lookin' for love too, huh, Kero?" Sakura giggled, picking up the small stuffed animal.

She blew a few speckles of red from the toy and placed it in between the pillows on her bed before returning to her seat in front of the mirror.

"Now, where was I?" She said aloud. But before she could continue, her bedroom door began to open.

"You ok in there, squirt?"

Touya Kinomoto poked his head inside his little sisters room, regretting this gesture almost immediately as a pillow hit the side of his face.

"Have you ever heard of knocking?" Sakura questioned

"You ever heard of being a normal 11 year old girl…and not a monster?" Touya retorted with a smirk, tossing the pillow back at her.

"I'm not a monster!" Sakura yelled, grabbing another pillow again.

"Hey now, that's not necessary. That's the last time I check up on you" Touya mumbled, holding his hands up in defense.

Sakura calmed, maybe she'd been too hard on her older brother. Since her Father worked very often, Touya had always been the one to take care of Sakura. As much as he may annoy her, she cared deeply for him and appreciated all that he had done and continues to do for her.

"Sorry Touya. I'm fine! Now can you please leave?" Sakura apologized and pleaded

"Yeah, Yeah, whatever you say…Monster"

Sakura glared at him as he retreated. She could hear his laughter as he made his way downstairs.

Throwing the pillow back to her bed she plopped down onto the floor

"Ok! Back to business." She picked up a piece of paper and ripped three little pieces from the corner.

On the first piece, she jotted down the letter J.

Jessie was her best friend and next door neighbor for as long as she could remember. A few years after her mothers' passing, her father received an offer to teach at a university in a neighboring city. His family was the first on the block to introduce themselves. In those days, playing together afterschool and on weekends was the highlight of Sakura's 10 years of life. Throughout their years of friendship, he was always there to help her up when she'd fall, he was her shoulder to cry on, and her hand to hold when she was scared. Laughter was constant and happiness was abundant when she was with him. He'd taught her how to ride a bike, how to rollerblade and even play soccer. Sakura knew that things could only get better after he'd finally told her that he liked her.

She touched her cheek and smiled, thinking back to the afternoon when Jessie had told her his feelings.

They stood at his front door because it was getting late after an afternoon of playing together. He'd been acting nervous the entire time they talked on his stoop before grabbing her hand. Sakura's fingertips tingled at the touch of his and she stared at him as he stammered through his words, his eyes remaining planted to the floor. Before she could even comprehend what was happening, he'd told her how he loved her and that he was glad to have met her before planting a kiss on her cheek and running into his house. She had skipped home, speechless with her cheeks red from smiling. But fate would have it, the following afternoon, Jessie and his family were nowhere to be found. Sakura had not pieced together the growing amounts of boxes in his garage and the trailer hitch on side of his house to him moving away. She believed that he probably never told her because he didn't know how to say goodbye.

She folded the piece of paper over as many times as she could and dropped it into the red dust.

The next letter she wrote down was 'A'.

Sakura had met Aaron through Jessie about a year ago. Although only seeing each other during school they became close by reminiscing about their adventures with their mutual friend. Summer came and went and Sakura was excited to exchange summer stories with Aaron since he'd been on vacation with his family all break. The first week of school went by and Sakura knew that she would not be seeing Aaron anymore. The teachers had only told her that his family decided to relocate to be closer to relatives. Although she would have probably never told him, she was starting to like him.

Along with the first piece, the second piece of paper disappeared into the dust and she picked up the final piece.

She carefully wrote the letter C and folded it.

There wasn't too much of a story behind Sakura and Cheyenne. She'd only met him once but in that one visit, he'd reminded her so much of Jessie and Aaron that she couldn't help but like him.

She slipped the last paper into the vial and replace the cork. Giving it one little shake the papers disappeared into the powder.

She stood from her spot and smiled sadly at the little object in her hand. She felt silly for placing the fate of her heart into these little slips of paper surrounded by supposed "love powder". Even at the age of 11 she understood that love was something unpredictable and incomprehensible but it didn't hurt to have an idea of what she wanted. By placing the letters in the sand, she hoped to one day find at least one of the names associated with those letters…or a person that could fit into her heart the way they did.

"Sakura! It's time for dinner" her father called from the kitchen below.

"Coming!" She shouted back. She glanced at her reflection once more and smiled before running out of her room, leaving her thoughts and memories in the little vial she'd carefully placed under her pillow.