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Well, I guess that I have risen over the top to actually write a fanfiction. I always read, but never wrote. Now, I guess that I want to be like the other writers. I got rid of the old prologue, because it was really yucky. I wanted to make it better and that's when I got rid of the old dustily amateurish chappie. It feels a lot better knowing that every one of the chappies is at the level of an intermediate writer. I hope that you enjoy my work. I am working on a few more stories. If you want to see them, check out my profile




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Key:


"Talking"    'Thoughts or thinking'    ******Flashback, Scene Changes, and POV's    (My thoughts, notes, and helpful little hints)

{My narration or whoever is talking narration}


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Disclaimer: I don't own CCS; it's characters or any of that. This fic has the characters, but not the exact beginning. Well, not the beginning at all. Oh, and the title won't make sense till the third chapter! I think that I should tell you that the characters that you have no ideas on are mine. Don't steal them. I don't think that my attorney would like to see you in court. (Just joking. I'm only 13.)



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Chapter One, 1, Isa, Uno, and Ichi of "I Found A Puppy": Prologue

By: the Cherri Ookami



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{Everything looked normal in Hong Kong. It may have looked that way, but it wasn't. Screams and screeches came from a little orphanage.}



"You come back here you little brats! " yelled a grumpy woman, about in the late 30's, as she chased a little boy.


"Wahh!!!!!" yelled a little boy, as he ran away.


"Got you!" Ms. Kusa said triumphantly.



{She got a large whip and put the five-year-old boy to a corner and started to crack the whip to his smooth skin. As the cries resounded through the room, the other little children started to cry out. They felt much remorse for the little boy. Nobody deserved that.}



"I want my mommy! Where's my mommy and daddy!" the little boy screamed. As he screamed, crystal tears ran down his soft cheek.



"They're gone now! Just face it! They left you here and you will live here until you die, and if this nonsense of your parents coming back gets to you again, get ready to die early, because all I need is me, myself, and my whip to get my way!" she yelled, with burning fury in her eyes. She was so angry that she slapped him.


{The whimpers of the children emitted through the room. Then, Ms. Kusa countered on the little children.}


"And if I find any of you near this little troublemaker, you'll be in a coffin before you get to elementary school. Now, all of you get out and leave me alone!" she said with the same anger in her already red eyes.


"And you." she yelled getting back to finish unfinished business. "You are going to clean every room in the building and if you don't finish in one hour, get ready to find your old friend, Mr. Whip! Now start!"


{The little boy got up and swayed a bit. The whip cracks made him cry his eyes out until they looked bloodshot. He felt helplessly weak. His parents left this little boy to a young lady (The lady was the young lady. She changed for the worst. It is just like a piece of bread and mold.) And they never returned for three years. The statement of them never coming back rung in his head as he swept. He had to have hope, but he knew that even she told the truth once and a while.}


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"Can you take good care of my baby for two weeks? I'll be on vacation with my husband." Said a brown haired woman.


"Of course. I'll take great care of him," said Aki.


"Bye my little Xiao Lang. (A/N: Just because of the nickname, that said most of who it is.)" said his mother, kissing the cheek of the little bundle of absolute KAWAIINESS.


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He sat there, with his eyes emotionlessly blank.


******Syaoran's POV******


{I don't blame my parents for not wanting me. They probably never loved me anyways. It's okay. I'll just live like that old woman, cold and lonely with no one to comfort me. I can live like a loner and will never find the one I love.}


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He swept the floor and made every bed. He felt like fainting, which he did a few minutes later.


"Are you finished yet?" said Ms. Kusa.


"Almost." said Syaoran, as he snapped back to life.


"I don't want ALMOST! I want FINISHED!" said Ms. Kusa.


"Okay." He said sadly, ready to cry.

{He headed to the other rooms to clean. He felt like a prisoner. Though, he knew that he had to get used to it. As he thought, he knew in his heart that all hope was lost and that he would be here for the rest of his life. He looked in his pocket and found a small picture. It was a picture of his family. He saw himself and his smiling two-year-old face. He looked more and saw his parents. He couldn't bare the fact that he had parents and never met them or even got to say one word to them. It wasn't fair. Every child in the orphanage knew its parents or at least talked to them. Couldn't anyone treat him well?}


{Another thing that went through his mind was, "Why wasn't anyone adopting him?" He forgot. Ms. Aki Kusa Had told every person who wanted to adopt him that he was a bad egg. Everyone said, "No, no. He looks very KAWAII." They never saw a kawaiier boy they said. But now, he still stood alone. He thought it might have been a record, a record for staying in the orphanage for so long.}

{He wanted to leave. He said it to himself in a whisper, not knowing that other people were watching. More murmurs came from the little group of children. They wanted to help Syaoran. They wanted to get him out of the orphanage.}


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(A/N: Good? Bad? Tell me. Oh, aren't those little kids smart. I made them sound like they were older, but they are only five. I could tell you that the next chappie would be a lot longer than this and following chappies will get longer and longer.)