You might be familiar with the Chronicles of Narnia. The latest movie, Prince Caspian, has an ending song by Regina Spektor called The Call. This fanfic is inspired by that song.
Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura or it's characters. frowns

No Need to Say Goodbye

Chapter 1
It Started Out as a Feeling

Kinomoto Sakura took her seat. School had started for the first time of her grade 12 academic year. So far she hadn't felt the spark of excitement that all the rest of students in her grade were feeling. Yes, it was their last year, hopefully, but where were they to go after that? The choices were either more school or staying in Tomoeda. Neither drew much spark for her.

One of the people that did draw a spark from her without fail was Daidouji Tomoyo. Best friends since early childhood, she knew Sakura inside and out as Sakura knew her. Both were blessed with an unbreakable friendship, good features, and popularity. This year, Tomoyo was to be the assistant to the choir director, lead in the winter musical, and leader of the decorations committee. Sakura found it hard to spend time with her because of all her commitments, but, when they did get together, Tomoyo was able to fill the time with laughter and love.

Sakura too had her obligations to the school. She was co-head cheerleader and one of the school's stars for the track & field team. She always played a role in the school plays and spent time helping Tomoyo when she wasn't busy. Those were her passions and she strived to help out in any ways she could. Already she was excited for the seasons to start up, but this being the start of the semester, nothing had begun yet.

Sakura looked around the classroom as she recognized some of her friends. Takashi and Rika were sitting in the back of the middle row laughing, giving a wave to Sakura, implying for her to come over. She waved back and smiled but turned around and frowned. Tomoyo had not shown up yet.

The two knew they had the same class this year. They had chatted about it yesterday before her dad needed to use the phone for a phone interview. Tomoyo hadn't said she would be late, but, Sakura might not have heard it after her dad's reasoning for the phone.

His job at the university was coming to an end. They could no longer afford his archaeological department and Fujitaka was not capable of teaching another class. He had been looking and phoning around for another teaching job, but no such luck.

Touya had offered to come back and live with them for a bit to help him find time to get organized but her father wouldn't hear of it. Touya and Yukito had an apartment in the next city over. There, Yukito was a painter for the local studio while Touya still worked job after job, not finding his calling. Fujitaka loved having his son being able to explore the world and didn't want to hold him back.

Sakura smiled a touch, thinking of Touya's resume every time he applied for somewhere; three pages and counting, but her smile quickly faded when the teacher walked in and stood at the podium. No Tomoyo?

"Ohaiyo mina. I am professor Sonada. I recognize all of you from my Class 11 Math so we should be good for introductions. You all know me; I teach, I mark, and I grade quite fairly but to those that are not fair to the class, we shall have difficulties, other then that, I don't see much to say. This is Class 12 Math. You need paper, pencils, erasers, a calculator and your focus. The majority of you have probably forgotten everything over the summer, so we have the span of 2 years to learn in 1. Are we ready?"

Sakura nodded along with the rest of the class as they watch Professor Sonada turn and open her briefcase, searching out the attendance. Her short, black hair had grown an inch over the break, now at level with her ear lobes, while her honey coloured eyes she used to look for her sheets were framed behind new, thin glasses. Smiling with her deep pink lipstick, she picked out the attendance form and began roll call.

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Shortly coming to Tomoyo's name she paused.

"Daidouji Tomoyo? Is she not here today? That is quite odd for her" she mumbled. Marking the box labeled absent, Professor Sonada continued.

Sakura looked at the empty desk beside hers that she had saved for Tomoyo. Why had she not shown up? She must have at least called her cell phone to update her. Sakura reached around inside her desk for her small purse.

Quietly opening the zipper, she felt for her cell phone. Feeling the sleek, plastic finishing on her fingertips, she pulled it out and opened it on her lap.

"Kinomoto Sakura"

"Hai" she mumbled, frustrated that there were no missed calls or voice mails on her phone. She slid the phone back inside her purse and leaned her head on her hands; where was Tomoyo?

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The role call finished, however, Professor Sonada had not started the lesson. Instead, she asked for the class's attention, "Class, I have a special announcement. This year, we will have a transfer student with us. He has come from Hong Kong and has recently moved to Tomoeda." She walked to the door and slid it open, ushering in the boy. "Please welcome Li Syaoran."

"Ohaiyo", the class chanted, excited for a new student.

Sakura looked at the newcomer. He was tall with shaggy, brown locks that were trying to cover his eyes. The book-bag he had was being gripped by tight fists, was he nervous?

That was all she noted before hearing the whispers fall around the room and saw that every female eye was on him as he stood at the door waiting to be able to take a seat and hide. She couldn't blame them for looking, he was cute. She chuckled inside, he would have trouble trying to hide from them.

"Now, where shall we sit you?" Prof. Sonada scanned the room quickly. Sakura prayed she would miss Tomoyo's desk. "Ah, I see one right beside Kinomoto-san in the fifth row. You may sit there." Professor Sonada pointed him over quickly, before asking students to pass out the math books. Sakura stared at the empty spot she had saved for Tomoyo that was quickly being hunted down by the new boy. Why must he take her seat? Did the professor not see the one in the first row?

Sakura sighed as he put his book bag on the back of his chair and slumped down. Too late for Tomoyo. She would have some explaining to do when Sakura got a hold of her.

Releasing another sigh, she thanked Rika for her math book and signed her name in the inside cover. Hearing the teacher's instructions, Sakura turned to the desired page then began playing with her fingernails while the teacher explained the review from last year's math.

Intent on cleaning out a speck from her nail that was annoying her, Sakura didn't feel the slight tap on her shoulder. When the tap occurred again however, she snapped into reality. Turning her head, she saw the new boy looking at her, pulling his hand back.

"Ohaiyo. Sorry for dazing off on you." She put on a small smile as she whispered her introduction. No need to start off on the wrong terms.

"Oh-Ohaiyo. It's alright. I would just like to know if you know where the gym is. That is my next class and I'll probably get lost." His face flushed as he admitted his lack of knowledge of the school to the beautiful girl.

Sakura smiled again and nodded, "Of course I know where it is. I'll show you. I have it next too!"

Syaoran smiled at her enthusiasm; it was infectious, "Arigatou". He saw her lean back to her seat and look at the board before quickly turning back and saying, "By the way, I'm Kinomoto Sakura".

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The gym was quite busy. All of the stations were put up for fitness tests and leveling. Sakura had shown Syaoran to the boy's locker area before going to hers. She loved gym; the ability to run, to kick, to yell. Fitness leveling was one of her favourite parts of the gym year since she was able to use all the machines and see how much she had improved since the year before.

Walking out with Naoko, the two met up with the rest of the girls class and chatted about the latest gossip while walking to their testing area.

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Li Syaoran slowly made his way out of the locker room. The sounds of running and cheering were echoing through his ears. With every step he took, it continued getting louder until he walked out of the hall and up to the other guys. Some of the boys came up to him and introduced themselves but most of the others were watching the girls do the gymnastics leveling.

After several introductions and explanations of his move later, Syaoran followed suit of the majority of the guys. Standing just outside the crowd, he gazed at the girls flipping, or trying to flip. Some of them were obviously having difficulties with the front flips but the rest of the girls continued to cheer each other on. Glancing at the guys, all he heard were cat calls and laughter; laughter until Sakura came to the start mat.

All the guys gave her their attention when she began running quickly down the lane. Some of the girls were chanting her name as Syaoran gazed on. Sakura held her hands high before leaning down and pushing her body up with her hands. Flying through the air, she landed neatly and continued to do 2 more flips before finishing with her hands at her side.

Everyone cheered. The girls stared in admiration while walking up to her and showing their amazement. Sakura just walked back quickly, trying, but not able, to avoid hearing the calls from the boy's side.
"Good job hot stuff"
"Why don't you show us what else you can do?"
"Wanna try my fitness test?"

Sakura frowned. She hated when they talked like that, but if she did, than that meant she hated every gym class. Guys had been doing that around her since they began noticing girls. She was sick of it.

Taking a seat beside Naoko on the bench, Sakura listened to her friend's praise while she leaned back to get out of the view of the callers. Closing her eyes, she waited until the calls finished before opening them again and peeking at the guy's side to see who was still looking.

All the guys were huddled together laughing and hitting each other, everyone but Li Syaoran. He stood away from the group staring at her; not calling or laughing, but staring. She smiled and waved; glad to see he was still strong enough to stand around the macho men and not act like them.

Syaoran gave a short, small wave before rapidly turning around and walking towards the instructor. He was blushing.

Sakura watched him blush and hide behind the group of gathering guys. A tiny spark ignited in her gut and she smiled. Finally someone that wasn't like the typical boys in her school.