Disclaimer - I do not own CCS or any of its characters. This plot and storyline is mine however, along with any original characters and/or places. =)

A/N - First time attempting a fanfic soo yeah. This was written mostly as a product of my boredom and my tiny (okay HUGE) ^^'' fascination for CCS. Due to my annoyingly busy schedule, I don't think I can write too much too fast and my imagination itself has its moods heh. ^^'' either way, hope you like reading. Of course, I'll appreciate any ideas and stuff (mostly because I haven't planned out most of the story) and critisism (not looking forward to it but it helps improve ne?) soo... ENJOY!! XD

Chapter 1 - Prologue

Syaoran gazed up as the autumn leaves fell around him. The gentle autumn breeze blow slowly, ruffling through his hair. The path was totally deserted, only the sound of his footsteps and the rustling of the leaves beneath his feet could be heard. His thoughts wandered as he made his way up the little used path. Glancing idly at the brown-gold leaves, an image of a girl with exactly the same hair color flashed in his mind, causing him to stumble slightly.

Sakura....how long has it been? Three years wasn't it? Or was it longer? Sure felt like a long time since I've heard from you... He'd left Tomoeda and Japan for good during spring, three years ago. After that, he neither saw nor heard from her and although he would not admit to anyone, he sort of missed the clumsy girl who used to be his rival in capturing the Clow Cards. Well those days were long gone now and truth to be told, he had no further business in Japan. He was back, where he belonged with the Li Clan. Though nowadays he found himself daydreaming more frequently about a certain girl with golden-brown hair, bright emerald eyes and a wide smile that would charm a snake. After leaving so suddenly back then, he wondered how Sakura took it. Wonder if she still remembers me. Of course not after all the crap I put her through. He smiled wryly, remembering the hundreds of times he yelled at her, called her names and belittled her. He'd then fallen for the same girl he spent hours tormenting. Shaking his head slowly, he wondered what cruel twist of fate conspired to make him fall in love with his rival. Of course, that was a long time ago and after a while, she soon faded into a memory, to be dug up when he thought no one was looking.

"Li Xiao Lang!" his footsteps came to a complete halt. Uh oh...mom sounds mad... Wonder what... Oh wait... He mentally berated himself. He had forgotten to buy the groceries again and in his dreamy state he hadn't realized that he was so close to home.

"Xiao Lang how many times do I have to remind you to get the groceries??! This has to be the third time I'm yelling at you for this! Now hurry and go get them or you're grounded... Forever!" Syaoran cringed at the sight of his mother, Li Ielan's face that was rapidly turning a shade of red similar to tomatoes, or blood if she turned any darker. Backing up slowly, he stammered a quick apology before breaking into a full run. His mother gentle as she was could get quite scary at times and when she was in this mood, he preferred to be far away, preferably on another planet. Since that was impossible, he settled for just as far as he could get. Times like this, he was grateful for his training as a Li Clan warrior. He ran as fast as he could, barely stopping for a breather. Evening was coming and the sky began to tint red. Pausing to stare at the fiery glow of the setting sun, he then rushed off again to complete his way overdue chore.

Same time, in Tomoeda, Japan

"Practice over. Good job everyone." the PE teacher clapped her hands as a group of cheerleaders smiled at each other, relieved. "Sakura, clean up the equipment and lock up the shed. The rest of you, head home."

"Hai sensei," they chorused out.

"Sakuraaa.....!!!!!!" a girl, with short brown hair blowing in the wind and lively emerald eyes turned to face the voice. Wiping the sweat off her brow, she smiled widely and waved.

"Tomoyo-chan! What are you still doing in school? I thought classes ended up hours ago." Sakura gazed at her friend with a puzzled look on her face.

"It did," Tomoyo replied, picking up a piece of equipment, "But I had to stay in to help the Drama Club make their costumes. The fall musical is coming soon and you know how hectic things get for them." Tomoyo's legendary costume making frenzy had somewhat lessened after entering junior high school and after Sakura's card capturing days ended three years ago. Of course, she had since picked up a new hobby along the way; fortune telling and a little martial arts which surprised everyone because she was known for her gentle nature. When asked, she just shrugged it off with a laugh saying, "You'll never know when it would come in handy." Still, her skill at making costumes was still the best in the school so naturally, others came to her for help.

Nodding, Sakura returned the last of the practice equipment in the shed and locked it before rejoining her friend, who was waiting at the school gates with both their school bags. Sakura smiled at her best friend and picked up her bag. The sun was low, nearly half of it hidden under the horizon. Chatting happily, they walked down the same road they had taken for years.

"Ne Sakura, ever wondered what happened to Li-kun?" Tomoyo asked with a sly smile, eying her friend out of the corner of her eye. She caught the slight blush on her friend's face and way her eyes went wide and smiled to herself.

"Ah..ah....why do you ask Tomoya-chan?" Sakura stammered out sweatdropping, hoping that Tomoyo did not notice her face go red. Syaoran...

"Oh I don't know. Its been such a long time since we heard from him ne? Don't you miss him Sakura?" she turned and winked at her friend who was trying her best not to burst. Tomoyo had to put in a lot of effort to prevent herself from laughing. Sakura was so predictable sometimes. Of course she'd been there when Syaoran left. Of course she had seen him give Sakura the little black teddy bear. Of course she knew that she'd kept that bear next to her on her bedside ever since then. Nearly everyone in school knew of her little crush on the handsome Chinese boy who'd transferred to Tomoeda Elementary for a while then left. Of course, that was three years ago but most of the students had graduated into the same junior high school and few had forgotten about Li Syaoran.

Sakura stared down at her feet, forgetting to answer Tomoyo's question. Syaoran. I wonder where he went. He barely said goodbye three years ago when he left for Hong Kong. I wonder...if he knew how I felt back then. Course not, that mean insulting jerk. She still thought of him at times, when she was daydreaming in class or at home. At first, when he left, she had numerous dreams about him but now, only bits and pieces of him came back.. She still liked him, though not as much as she did back then. Still, every time someone mentioned his name, she would blush, hoping no one else noticed.

Tomoyo just watched as her best friend stare blankly into the air, not even looking at where she was going. After all these years, she still had something for that guy. Li Syaoran, if only you knew how Sakura felt about you. And if only she knew how you felt about her. Shaking her head, she jumped to catch her Sakura before she tripped over a bunch of loose stones on the sidewalk.

Buenos Aires, Argentina

A tall lanky teenager stood at a corner in the airport, carrying a small duffel bag over his lean but muscular arms. Cold blue eyes scanned the airport, looking for nothing in particular but searching for possible danger. His mouth was just a thin line, normally curved into a frown. Strands of black hair fell over his face, which he swept to the side. His hair looked messy, like he hadn't had the time to comb it for days, which was mostly true. Dressed totally in black, he looked somewhat menacing as he proceeded to the ticket counter. The poor employee visibly shrunk under his cold stare as she stammered out her words. Glaring at the couple behind him, he walked over to the waiting bay and leaned against the wall, folding his arms. The only other thing he had with him was a long pole, wrapped in a white cloth slung over his back. It had passed through all the security checks even though he refused to let airport officials unwrap the pole. Muttering something under his breath, he stared venomously at the giant console which showed the arriving and departing planes. He loathed flying and only did it this time because he had little other choice.

"JAL 00928 for Narita Airport, Japan will be boarding in fifteen minutes." a mechanical voice came over the intercom. As he straightened up, another similarly dressed teen dashed by him, tripping over his legs and nearly slamming into a column. He on the other hand, was swept off his feet and landed with a loud thud. Looking up, he glared a death glare at the person who had tripped him up. His eyes caught black pants, black shirt and a silver pendant which mirrored him exactly except for the pendant and the face. A pair of brown eyes twinkled down at him, accompanied by an apologetic smile. Blond hair, a little too long, was combed, although not too neatly. A hand was thrust in his face. He looked up with a scowl, which was answered with a cheeky smile. He pushed the hand aside and got up, sending mental bullets towards the smiley guy.

"JAL 00928 for Narita Airport, Japan will now board through Gate 4-B" he got up and boarded the plane, the other teenager lost in the crowd. Sitting down in the economy class section, he let out a sigh. Finally. Someone sat down on the seat next to him but he did not bother to look who. It didn't matter to him anyway. That was until, the someone spoke.

"Oh hey, you're the guy I bumped into just now. My apologies." he looked up in horror to see a smiling face he'd just seen not ten minutes ago. "Going to Japan too? Hope you don't mind me sitting here."

Closing his eyes and his ears, Raven wished his first wish out of the hundreds he would make in the next fourteen hours, "Please let this flight end, please let this flight end, please let this flight end.