Hi hi! This is not my first fanfic or anything, I've done a lot, but none concerning CCS even though I have watched the anime and read the manga. This is about Sakura and Syaoran, and Eriol and Tomoyo. Let's just say that the prolouge is kinda the full summary. I'd say this focuses on...everyone?

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot. All of it belongs to Clamp. I wish I owned it T.T

Here are the ages.

Eriol, Syaoran, Takashi-17

Sakura, Tomoyo, Rika, Chiharu, Naoko-16 1/2

Sonomi-45

Yelan, Fujitaka-53

Touya-23

Terada-33

Prologue

The Northern Province governed by the Amejisuto line; the Southern Province controlled by the Aoi line; the Eastern Province taken by the Ameiro line; the Western Province under the Sakura line. All of these provinces form the Clow Kingdom, where the first King was from the Ameiro line, Clow Reed. All the lines are potential candidates for the throne to Clow Kingdom. All other lines were candidates too, but those specific lines were like royalty themselves.

It just so happened that the heir to the Aoi line was the reincarnation of Clow Reed, the greatest King that Clow Kingdom had ever had. This also made him the cousin to the current heir to the Ameiro line.

Here was another weird thing. Nadeshiko, who was the mother of the current heiress of the Sakura line, originally the past heiress to the Murasaki line, married the then heir to the Sakura line. She had a daughter and son, Touya, the son older than the daughter. Orginally, he was supposed to be the heir but renounced the position stating that, 'You want me to dress up? You got another thing coming.' It's true his own words.

Her cousin, Sonomi, then became the heiress to the Amejisuto line and soon married, divorced, and took over as head. She too had a daughter, heiress to the Amejisuto line. Since the heiresses of the two lines were related, they where best friends and a truce was made, unofficially, between the two lines. Not between the heads though. Sonomi could never forgive Fujitaka for marrying Nadeshiko and being with her most of the time before she died.

Usually, they would never meet until the current King or Queen decided on their successor. But this year, the Queen, Li Yelan, had called a meeting of all the heirs/heiresses to the Middle Province for reasons unknown. Their first meeting was to be at a ball, where they would make their debut to the outside world. What they didn't know, as everyone else, that they had met each other, a long time ago, in a far-away place...which resulted in them hating each other.

Chapter 1

Never Say Never

"Sakura!" shouted various people around the Kinomoto mansion, otherwise, the Sakura line. "Sa-ku-ra!"

A dark-purple haired teen stepped outside and glanced around, checking to see if servants, over-the-top moms, and no bad points dads were around and quietly slipped out. She walked to a beautiful garden, filled with sakuras and violets. The trees were heavy with the flowers, losing blooms everytime the wind blew. In the middle, beneath the tallest sakura tree, lied an auburn haired staring up at the trees.

"Sakura!" cried the purple-haired girl.

"Tomoyo-chan!" cried Sakura. "I already know why you're here. I am not going!"

"Why?" demanded the girl named Tomoyo. "We have to since we're the heiresses."

"I'm still not going," protested Sakura.

Tomoyo decided to play on her guilt instead, knowing normal methods were impossible.

"And I made such a pretty dress for you too," said Tomoyo. "Now it's gonna go to waste."

The determined look in Sakura's eyes faded a bit when she heard this.

"All the time I spent on it, when I should have been doing my duty," said Tomoyo guiltily, a hand to her cheek and turned away.

"You…made a dress for me?" asked Sakura quietly.

"Yes!" said Tomoyo happily as she turned to Sakura.

Sakura sighed and got up. "Then I'll go just for you Tomoyo-chan."

Tomoyo smiled and led the way back.

Mission accomplished.

"No!" protested the amber-eyed teenage boy. "We just arrived yesterday, and we have to go now?"

"Yes, Xiao Lang," said Wei, his butler. "Apparently, Yelan-sama requested that you be ready in no less than 1 hour or she would come up here herself and drag you by the ear to the court, no matter what you're wearing."

The sapphire-eyed bespectacled teen sitting on an armchair chuckled quietly when he heard that. The boy named Xiao Lang, also known as Syaoran, shot a glare to him from the side of his eye. Wei turned to the other boy.

"And Yelan-sama also said that she would do the same for you but first putting you in a clown suit then parading you in front of everyone," said the smiling butler.

The boy visibly paled as Syaoran let out a snicker.

"And I'll do the same to you if you don't hurry up and dress," said Yelan from the doorway.

They turned to look at her and bowed.

"Wei, leave them," commanded Yelan before turning around. "I want them to dress themselves and still managed to look fine."

"Yes Yelan-sama," replied Wei as he bowed and shut the door to the room.

"Well, my dear descendant, I guess we better start dressing," said Eriol. "Unlike you, I do no wish to be publicly humiliated and marked as a fool, whilst you are already one."

"Don't call me that!" growled Syaoran. "And I'm not a fool."

"Are you sure?" asked Eriol, raising an eyebrow.

"Quite," said Syaoran.

"We'll finally meet the other candidates…I wonder how they'll be like…?" drawled Eriol.

"Just start dressing," said Syaoran as he rolled his eyes. "It's not like we're going to get close to them or anything."

"Quite."

"It's 'quite' your favorite word or something?"

"Quite."

"Shaddup."

"Even though I don't want to go," mused Sakura as she twirled in front of her mirror. "This dress is worth it!"

Sakura's dress was a long-sleeved, pink, dress, with a full skirts. The sleeves were thin, see-through, made to move and spread out at a single movement. Along the front of the skirt was white sashes, and stiched along the white lines were fake sakura blossoms. The whole entire dress was from the top; the lightest of pink, bordering on white; to the darkest of pink, an inch from black. She also wore white wrist length gloves, and pink shoes with ribbons going to her knees. Her shoulder-length hair had been tied with pink and white ribbons into a bun. On top of Sakura's head, was the Sakura line crown, reserved for only the heir/heiress. The crown was silver, with a rose-colored diamond shaped in a sakura blossom in the front. On either side of it, were matching little diamonds, and emeralds. The theme for Sakura seems to be white and pink, hmm?

"My darling Sakura," sighed Tomoyo as she stared, starry-eyed, at Sakura. "The dress suits you perfectly! You must make me make you more dresses!"

"Tomoyo-chan," said Sakura as she sweat dropped.

"Don't you think so too, Rika, Chiharu, Naoko?" said Tomoyo as she asked the maids that waited on the heiresses.

"Absolutely," said Chiharu, smiling widely.

"It makes you look more grown-up," mumured Rika as she fixed a fake sakura blossom on Sakua's dress.

"Your dress reminds me of this ghost story," said Naoko, as her glasses glinted and she fingered her chin. "A girl long ago-"

Sakura interuppted her. "No, I don't want to hear any ghost stories!"

"As you wish mi'lady," said Naoko.

Tomoyo walked in front of the mirror wearing her dress. "How about me?"

Tomoyo's dress was an off-the-shoulder dress, with a full, floor-length skirt made to move and sway if the wearer moved a single hair. The sleeves were perhaps about 3 inches long before they splited. Underneath those, she wore white elbow-length gloves. The top hugged every curve of her body and was a nice shade of purple, matching her hair. Around the waist, was a wide, white sash. The skirt was a little darker, with the bottom ruffled with light lavender ruffles. She wore purple ribbon high-heels, not to big, not to short. Two thick strands of her hair had been taken around to the back of her head, and then braided with a third strand of hair from the back of her head. Sitting on top of Tomoyo's head was the Amejisuto crown. It was more like a tiara though. Platnium, and with a amethyst teardrop with little surrounding teardrop sapphires. The result? Making Tomoyo look more beautiful than the celestial goddess she was already portrayed as.

Sakura and the rest of them stared open-mouted at the person before them. Sakura was the first to close her mouth and speak poperly.

"You look amazing as usual, Tomoyo-chan," smiled Sakura.

A knock on the door stop her from commenting anymore. Sonomi opened it. She leaned in and said, "It's time, girls."

"Wish us luck," said Tomoyo as she walked to the door with Sakura.

"You don't need it," was what they heard before the door slammed shut.

(A/N I cannot describe how boys dress themselves and what cloths they wear. I just can't. For now, just imagined them in tuxedos and the works.)

Syaoran sighed as a butler opened the carriage door for him. He didn't like things like these. I mean, who would? Hundreds of people staring at you, like you're an animal or something, is enough to make anyone nervous. Next thing you know, they would be poking and prodding you and asking for your sizes.

Eriol, on the other hand, was perfectly calm and ready. Even though he disliked the events as much as Syaoran, he didn't show it. He had found out from earlier events in his life never to show it or the people would make him attend more and more of these events until he was a rag doll. Imagine it. Not a pretty image.

He and Syaoran started walking to the castle doors, the people in front of them parting to make room for them. The men bowed, the ladies curtisied. As they walk past them, you could hear snatches of their whispers.

"They have grwon up to be handsome, haven't they?"

"Quite. I perfer-"

"Can't believe they're here."

"Hiiragizawa-sama is said that he throws-"

"The heiresses are supposed to be equally-"

That was all they heard before the doors slammed shut.

"The heiresses are supposed to be equally what? Beautiful?" said Syaoran sarcastically. "I doubt that." Vain, and arrogant, aren't we?

"I'm said to throw what? Fits?" muttered Eriol as he and Syaoran walked to the waiting room for the heirs/heiresses.

"Well, you did throw things around, called people by names, threatened that you would go and hang me, which, by the way, wasn't very nice, and took about an hour to presuade you to come and that's only when Mother threatened to show pictures of you when your were a baby and sucking on your thumb to the public," offered Syaoran.

"A stupid man that calls a stupid man is stupid himself because he already called a stupid man stupid while he's stupid also," said Eriol.

"What?" said Syaoran stupidly.

"My dear cousin," said Eriol, ignoring Syaoran's growl. "When you stop acting like a baby, you'll understand."

"Of course when I stop acting like a ba-what did you call me?!" shouted Syaonran angrily.

"Oh, we've arrived," said Eriol, avoiding Syaoran's question completely.

Sakura and Tomoyo turned around when they heard the door open. They stared at the two boys in front of them. (A/N Ehehe, I wish I could draw manga.)

"Are we in the right room?" asked Syaoran.

"You seem to be, if you are the other heirs," snapped Tomoyo.

"I thought the Sakura heir was a boy," said Eriol.

"That is my brother. He renounced the position," answered Sakura.

A knock on the door made them all turn. A man with gray-silver hair and glasses opened it and entered.

"Hello. I'm Yukito Tsukishiro, an adviser," he introduced himself. "The Queen would like for you all to enter together, like a couple. Sakura with Syaoran, and Tomoyo with Eriol."

You could almost hear the thought running through their heads' right now, probably, 'No freaking way in hell am I'm going to do that' but it was the Queen's order. Did she have something up her sleeve? Romance? Eck, no way.

"And the Queen said that if you didn't, then she would force you all to dance every single dance at the ball, which consists of 56 dances, including spending all your time together," added Yukito.

'Mother is crazy,' was the first thing that came into Syaoran's mind as he heard that.

He forced a smile and walked over to Sakura. "Unless you want to be with me the whole night, I suggest we do what the Queen orders."

Sakura stared at him resentfully. She didn't want to be escorted by him. 'Or would I rather prefer being with him the whole night...? Nah, I'll go with the escort.'

Sakura smiled tightly and took Syaoran's arm. Her brief glance to Tomoyo screamed, 'Help me!'

Tomoyo just smiled as they walked out the room. Then she realized it was her turn.

"Well, it's just you and me now," said Eriol, turning to Tomoyo with a creepy-looking smile on his face. "Should we join them or what?"

'I really want to slap that creepy smile off his face,' thought Tomoyo as she stared at him. She smiled politely and opened her mouth to say something polite. Her mouth betrayed her.

"Frankly, I don't like you at all. You're a selfish, arrogant, vain, obsessed-with-who-knows-what, person. So let's just get this over with and after it's all over, pretend like it never happened. Deal?" said Tomoyo.

Eriol's eyes were sparkling. Literally. "You'll remember me."

"As if," muttered Tomoyo as she took his arm. She pasted on a smile and headed to the doors where Sakura and Syaoran where waiting.

"Let's get this over with," said Syaoran.

"Yeah," said all of them in unison. They looked at each other, surprised, then turned away, but not before a true smile graced all of their features, which, soon, would be known as the most beautiful faces ever.

"Presenting, the heir and heiresses of the Amejiusto, Aoi, Ameiro, and Sakura families. Tomoyo Daidouji, Eriol Hiiragizawa, Syaoran Li, and Sakura Kinomoto."

The announcement done, the doors flew open. Behind them, was a room full of people, waiting for the people that would lead them into the future.

Like it? Hate it? R&R and tell me what I can do to make it better. Yes flames are welcome. Now I need to go to bed. I'm so tired! And winter break has just begun.

Love,

Kris