Spirit Of My Ancestor.

Disclaimer: I do not own CCS, and it's just as so as I think I'm more satisfied with playing with them on . So thank you creators of for allowing me to do so.

Note: This takes place after the capture and change of the cards, and I think the cards wouldn't be playing that big of role in this story, at least I don't think they will be, but they do exist.

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Chapter 1: Not So Beginning.

In the classroom of 7-E, students were quietly getting seated as their homeroom teacher began to take roll. It was near the beginning of the year, and for these seventh graders, their beginning middle school days were taking shape to become the middle school career that would take them onward to the rest of their middle school lives. Already they were shaping even their life habits.

"Daidoji Tomoyo."

"Here!"

Daidoji Tomoyo, 5'5'', dark haired, amethyst eyed, was already on her way to becoming a fashion designer, designing clothes of all sorts for her best friend to wear. Hyper and cheerful, she carries a camera with her, continuing her passion of taping anything and everything to do with her best friend, Kinomoto Sakura.

"Hiiragizawa Eriol."

"Here."

Hiiragizawa Eriol, rimmed glasses, dark blue hair, and midnight eyes to match, was the mysterious boy whose mysterious quality few noted. He carries a good sense of humor, and, along with Daidoji Tomoyo, shines slightly above aberage in most subjects.

"Kinomoto Sakura."

"Hai!"

Kinomoto Sakura, 5'5'', auburn hair, cheerful face, and the most dazzling emerald eyes, was already becoming the most popular girl in school. She was athletic, great with Japanese, and sociable to practically anyone on the streets.

"Li Syaoran."

"Hai."

Li Syaoran, elementary transfer from Hong Kong, chestnut hair, amber eyes, and a constant scowl on his face, was the boy who was on his way to becoming a master in mathematics. Glaring at anyone who came near him, he was already giving himself the title of the secluded one.

In 7-E, and in most parts of the school where individuals stood, habits were shaping, roles were taken, and futures were becoming apparent amidst the daily activities.

Up front, the Japanese and the homeroom teachers were exchanging places, and papers were already being handed back for students to collect.

"Here you go, Sakura."

Sakura gave the girl up front a bright smile, accepting the pile of paper with grace and turning to hand it back to the boy behind her.

"Here, Syaoran," Sakura piped in her cute bubbly voice and gave Syaoran a smile that showed her sparkling emerald eyes.

Syaoran blushed as he reached for the paper, his hands brushed the side of Sakura's, eliciting another blush from Syaoran, and a fresh one from Sakura. With red hues on their cheeks, their eyes met each other's, amber and emerald eyes sparkling for a moment.

Syaoran coughed, and both broke away from the gaze, cheeks still burning, while Sakura turned back to face the front.

Sakura and Syaoran, since elementary, had liked each other, and even now, they still blushed around each other, though they have never made themselves public.

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The bell rang to signal the end of the class, and students, including Syaoran and Sakura, gathered their things and left.

Down the hall, Sakura pushed and shoved her way to get to her math class. Along the way, a cold hand landed on her shouhlder, and she tensed, suddenly knowing what was coming. Soon, she was spun around and shoved against the wall by the eighth grade school bully, Kigoshi Kaido.

Kigoshi Kaido was the all-powerful school bully that ruled the grounds. Everyone did was scared of him and did as he said.

"Kinomoto Sakura, didn't I tell you to wait for me after class?" Kaido demanded.

Sakura looked down and didn't say anything.

"Well," Kaido demanded.

"Sorry," Sakura whispered. "I forgot."

Kaido's demanding and terrorizing face turned into a welcome smile at her submissive words.

"That's alright, beautiful. I'll forgive you. But remember you are my girlfriend and always will be, right?" Kaido asked.

Sakura lowered her head further before replying . "Of course."

Down in the other side of the hallway, Syaoran took a glance at Kaido and Sakura and continued walking. It wasn't his place to say anything. He was the secluded one; Kaido was the popular one, along with Sakura. Social rules put the two together. He himself had best concentrate on his own path.

"Now, beautiful, are you going to wait for me after you next class?" Kaido asked.

"Yes," Sakura replied, head still looking down.

Kaido smiled, satisfied, and let Sakura go to get to her next class.

Sakura's next class was mathematics, and she rushed in to take her seat just in time. Sakura got out her materials for the class, but not before glancing back at Syaoran with sorrowful eyes.

Syaoran, seated behind Sakura as he usually did in any class, kept his gaze to his desk. He caught the look, but there was nothing he could do. They were now placed in a school with social rules, plainly reinforced by Kaido, that put the two in almost different worlds, and Sakura knew it.

"Now, class, don't forget to do exercise 7-8 for homework," the teacher announced as the class packed their things. "Now have a nice day."

Once again, Sakura and Syaoran gathered their things and prepared to leave. As they reached the door, their gazes met, showing their fiery longing, before Syaoran broke it, walking out the door, giving her one last glance as he walked down the hall.

Sakura stood waiting at the door watching him leave sadly, but keeping her place.

"There you are. Not so hard to wait, is it?"

Sakura took one last glance at Syaoran's back before closing her eyes and turning to face Kaido with a fake, weak smile. Kaido smirked with open arms, one of which slung over Sakura's shoulder as she sadly walked toward him, not noticing Sakura stiffening uncomfortably as they walked in the opposite direction.

And as such, life habits were formed, roles were followed, and futures were fixed amid the everyday subconscious decisions.

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There, the first chapter of Spirit Of My Ancestor. I'm not so sure of the title, 'cause I kind of feel like it might give things away... Oh well, I guess, tell me what you think of this first chapter. Hopefully, my following chapters will come out soon.