*Dark and Light*

Okay, this is my first story so be gentle on me, alright? I got a bit sick of how Sakura was always the good girl and Syaoran being the tough guy. This has got to change! Then again, I'm gonna add a bit of my own stuff in here… I mean this story is mine, but I mean my own feelings and stuff. I'm going to give you an overview of their characters. Syaoran is tough, but also pretty sentimental and Sakura is a good girl with her own opinions to stuff. Ack you'll find out eventually!!

Disclaimer: I cannot write. I suck at it. So do you think I own CCS? Noopies!

Chapter 1 – Sakura & Tomoyo*

[I'll get the guns, the drugs, my generation; I'll take the fall, the saints, across the nation,

Yeah it's the sex, the gods, the fakes, the frauds they're messin' with me, come on, come on, come on, let's get it on…]

"Let's get out o' here. It's getting too cramped!" An amethyst-eyed girl yelled across the booming music. She was beautiful, with rosy soft skin, black hair; she was the perfect Goth that everyone wished to be. She had her long hair left untied, wearing a pair of black leather pants and netted clothing with only her black lacey bra underneath. Her friend couldn't hear her shout above the booming music, so instead, the beauty tugged on her friend's braids.

"Stop it! You're ruining my hair! What's wrong?" The girl asked in an annoyed tone "Can't you see I'm dancin'?"  It's true. They were on the dance floor and this young girl was putting on some good moves but she stopped and listened to her brunette friend.

"Can we go? I think I drank a bit too much booze. 10 shots of tequila is not good. 'Specially with the pills I took earlier. I think I'm going to faint soon, let's go Sakura." Her tone was desperate and Sakura was the only friend she could depend on. Knowing her friend really well, Sakura took the young girl's hand and led her to the bar.

"Tomoyo, I want you to wait here. I have to go over to the rich guy over there," Points at a booth. "and see if I can snag some money off him. I didn't bring money for a cab cause I thought we'd walk home. I'll be back in a sec. Don't go anywhere. You understand?" Sakura said seriously. The girl could only nod in response and passed out on the bar. "Look after her for me." Was all she said to the bartender and left for the row of booths, towards a fat, beer-bellied, middle-aged man.

"My my you're looking beautiful tonight! Wanna sit down with me and the girls?" He asked winking at her. Sakura didn't like the man at all. She had seen him before but never approached him. He was too full of himself. By waving money around like they didn't matter to him and with all the whores, it made him look sick. But then again, Sakura didn't have money and her friend was desperate.

"How 'bout havin' a bet?" She said smiling, trying to seduce him, "I'll gobble down the whole jar of the beer there in less than a minute," and pointed at a jug. "If I make it, I get $200. If I lose. . ."

"You'll be mine for the night." The man finished her sentence for her, with a smirk deadly visible. The girl hesitated but showing confidence through her enormous emerald eyes, she nodded. Every man wanted her. She was one of the most, if not, the most beautiful girl that was there. She, unlike her rebellious Goth friend, had on a tight sea-blue coloured miniskirt, a white button up short-sleeved shirt that was too small, a loose black tie and a pair of clunky Doc Martens. Both Tomoyo and Sakura didn't need to wear make-up. They were way over past the line of pretty and beautiful. They were goddesses in almost every man's eyes.

All the men around them stopped doing whatever they were doing and stared at the girl before their eyes. This angel was risking her delicate body to that monster? They had to see this. The young girl was probably under-aged too, they thought. They were right. She is under-aged. But she, being strong-willed, would not let her age bother her. She took the jug in both of her hands (it's pretty heavy you know!)

"Three, two, one!"

She took a deep breath and drank as fast as she could, forgetting all the manners she had once learnt. She's done it before holding a record of 57seconds but the reason she won that time was merely because someone had bumped into her, giving an excuse to take away a few seconds. Her mind was sprinting. It's been a while since she had a bet like this. She could now see the bottom of the jug. 'Hallelujah' she thought 'A bit left!' Seeing her relieved face, the over weight man began to quiver.

'I want her! She can't just leave me! I've been watching her since the day I came here. I have to make her stop!' Evil schemes ran through his mind.

"Four, three, two. . ." The man who was timing yelled out.

"I'm done!" Sakura exclaimed. Although she had high hopes, she really didn't think she would make it. Everyone around her cheered, for they had known that if she didn't finish it, she would regret this day for the rest of her life. "A pleasure competing with you. My reward?"

The angry man looked as though he would explode. 'One second and she would be mine!' Then he shot a fake smile. "There you go, my lovely. We will compete again." Looking her straight into the eyes and handed the money.

Straight away, Sakura ran over to Tomoyo and carried her out of the club. Seeing them leave, the fat man, also known as Mr Greenfield (after my stupid mathematics teacher) quickly got out his mobile and dialed a number. "Hello? It's me. Did you see two girls leave the club a second ago? Follow them. I want to know every single detail about the one with emerald eyes." He paused. "I don't care what you have to go through. I need that information!! Bye."

~~The song used in the beginning of the whole story, that's in the brackets, is by Union Underground. It is called 'Across The Nation'. Did you like my first chapter? It's really short and everything. I know. But I can't help it. It takes me ages to think of a good plot and everything and then I realize that I have homework! How bad can it be? That's why I will TRY and post my nest chapter soon. I can't get the html thing working though. I'm trying because I can't really EMPHASIZE on something without bold and italic bits!!