Chapter One: Secret Discovered
Sakura woke up to the blaring of her alarm. She got up and went through her daily routine: shower, dress, eat, feed her dog Kero, and leave. Sakura rode a black skateboard decorated with pink cherry blossoms. Sakura stopped in front of Tomoeda High. She kicked up her skateboard, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and walked through the school gates. Her cold and unfeeling aura changed the school's atmosphere once she walked in.
As Sakura walked down the halls, students backed up, creating a path for her. Sakura's shoes made squeaking noises in the silent hall. Students feared Sakura entirely. She had the looks and the money, but her personality had changed after the death of her parents, including Touya's. Sakura entered her classroom and sat in the back seat. She slung her backpack on her chair and took out a notebook.
The bell rang and students began filing into the class. However, they all avoided Sakura and feared her death glares. Her glares were cold enough to make someone end up in the hospital for weeks. Her ice-cold aura could change an atmosphere in seconds. To make it worse, she was Japan's number one martial artist.
As class started, the teacher began teaching math. Sakura got bored and started daydreaming about her experiences she had with her parents before they died. Her thoughts were interrupted by the rude knocking on the door. The principal walked in with a certain amber eyed boy in tow. Gasps were heard around the room, and many girls squealed. It was Syaoran Li, the future leader of the Li clan. The principal opened his mouth and no one talked. "I am sure you all know who this is. This new transfer student is Syaoran Li. He just transferred from China. I hope you all make him comfortable." The principal nodded to the teacher and left the room. The teacher looked at Syaoran and said, "Mr. Li would you like to introduce yourself to the class? After that, you can choose your seat." Syaoran walked up to the front of the class and began talking. "I am sure you all know me. I think most of you have read about me in magazines." Everyone nodded except for Sakura. Syaoran continued. "Well then, I guess you know everything about my life. It doesn't look like I need to introduce myself." Syaoran bowed to the teacher and looked around for an empty seat.
He saw the only seat unoccupied was next to Sakura, in the back of the classroom. As Syaoran made his way to his new seat, eyes of sympathy were cast upon him. Once he reached Sakura, he gave her a kind smile. However, Sakura just glared at him icily. Syaoran just shrugged it off and sat down. After class, Sakura picked up her bag and made her way out of the classroom before anyone got out of their seat. Sakura walked quickly, making her way to her personal studio in an abandoned hall. Sakura entered the room and locked the door behind her. She sat down on the piano bench and took a deep breath. Little did she know, Syaoran was following her the whole way. Sakura placed her hands on the white keys, and started playing a song her mother and her had written together. Her petite fingers were moving quickly across the keyboard, and they looked like they were dancing. As Sakura played, she put her whole heart into it. As she played, tears ran down her angelic face.
Outside the door, Syaoran listened to Sakura's music, his heart feeling what Sakura had experienced. Syaoran started wondering what had caused Sakura to feel this much pain. His thoughts were interrupted by the bell for the end of break. Syaoran quickly scurried to his next class. He was determined to help Sakura feel better. Inside the room, Sakura immediately stopped playing after the bell. She quickly wiped her tears away and put on a blank face containing no emotion. She walked out the door, a completely different person. Her next class was science. The teacher was teaching about plants, and Sakura got bored. She took out a sketching book, and made sure no one was looking. She picked up a pencil and started sketching an imaginary angel, saving her from her lonely world. Little did she know, this particular angel was a mirror image of Syaoran Li. Sakura's pencil moved across the paper, fast and elegant. Her pencil stopped when the bell rang. Sakura stuffed her stuff into her backpack, but kept her pencil and sketch book in her hands. Sakura made her way to the cafeteria. She quickly bought a turkey sandwich and low-fat milk. She walked outside onto the lawn and sat down at her personal cherry blossom tree.
Sakura continued drawing while she ate. She drew her angel tall and majestic, with a sense of mature ness and power across his facial features. His wings were elegant, yet powerful. Sakura lifted her hand to bite into her sandwich, but all of the sudden, a wind picked up her book, and carried it to the school's art teacher, Mrs. Toko. Mrs. Toko caught the book, and started flipping through Sakura's drawings. She was hypnotized by Sakura's drawings. She quickly turned around and walked into her classroom. Sakura quickly followed her. Sakura stood by Mrs. Toko's desk while she flipped though her art, but Mrs. Toko was so intrigued by Sakura's art to notice. When Mrs. Toko flipped to the page where Sakura drew her savior angel, she gasped. At that moment, Sakura asked, "Are you done looking at my sketches?" Mrs. Toko looked up and gasped at who it was. She didn't expect the talented artist to be the " Ice Queen" of the school. Mrs. Toko overcame her shock quickly. She said, "Sakura, if it's alright with you, I would like to enter you as a contestant for this year's annual art contest. I think this particular drawing is fantastic." She motioned towards Sakura's drawing of her angel. "I would like you to improve the facial features and body structure. If I am correct, it is a drawing of Li-san, is it not?" Sakura opened her mouth and said, "This picture was just an imagination. It was never meant to be realistic. I have no model and it is certainly not Li." Mrs. Toko smiled and motioned for her to look. Sakura frowned and stared at her drawing.
Sakura was surprised the Mrs. Toko was actually correct. She replied, "But I won't be able to get Li to model for me. He'll probably be too busy being perverted." Mrs. Toko smiled. "Well, you never know until you try. All contest entries will have to be submitted by May 20. I hope you'll win." Sakura nodded grimly and bowed. She took her sketch book and left.