Disclaimer: I don't not own Card Captor Sakura

Claimer: I own OCS.

This is the first story I've written in a long time. I hope yall like this.

Genres for this story: General/Humor/Fantasy/Family/Romance

Konnichiwa. My name is Akara Harumi Xiaolian Kinomoto-Li. I'm fourteen years old and my date of birth is May 5. I have blood type of A positive. I have teal green eyes but I have a slight condition called heterochromia. Well, you see, my right eyes have two amber colored spots around the pupil. I hate it! It always gives me the idea that people will think I look like a Siberian husky. But according to my grandmother, my eyes are what make me unique from both sides of my family. All I hope is, I'm not a total disgrace. Though, I have a small mole underneath my left eye which I don't think is so bad.

I'm kind of a red head. I don't know where I get that from in my family. My mother's auburn hair and my father's chocolate color supposedly "fused" to make a red shade. It's sort of styled like my mother's hairdo but it's parted to the right and there is a long braid next to my bangs which reach my collarbone (kind of like Taranee from W.I.T.C.H.). Hey, I cut it that way. I thought it was cute.

Anyway, my favorite colors are red, blue, and any shade of purple. My favorite flower is the Tiger Lilly (I guess it's because it has spots like my mole and my amber spot. Weird but I think we have that in common).

Yes,I do go to school. I'm going on my last year of junior high school. I spent my first two years in China (I'll get back to that). I love Science and History. (Feel free to call me a geek). I hate Geometry however. I can speak Chinese, Japanese, English (duh) and I taught myself how to speak German. God, that was pretty hard. My father and aunt,Meilin,train me in martial arts.

My most favorite extracurricular activity is Dance. I love Hip-Hop, Ballet, and Jazz with a passion. I don't know why but when I do, I have this sensation that I'm free. Free from teenage angst, pressure of my father's wealthy clan, and almost anyt-
ing that tears me limb from limb. Did I mention that I adore basketball like a mother and child?

But their was something that even dance and basketball couln't restrain me from. Remember my little education topic?

It started when I was seven years old. Mom and Dad started a having a conversation one night. It was about me. I don't know. It seemed like they were talking about how my life should be. My father was mentioning something about my bloodline and how I should keep following it and why should accept my fate. Including, the name of "Clow Reed" or something I've never heard of before.

My mom didn't seem to really like the idea and the conversation got worse. I ran back to my bedroom so I wouldn't have to be near their growing conflicts.

During the day, everything was right as rain. They always acted like they were the hottest couple in Tokyo and I was their child star. Just normal. But every night, they kept having conversations that I don't even know about since I quit snooping in on because of the first one they had. Those ones didn't seem as conflictive as that one. But as the days went by, they were still standing by each other as one. Like I said, just normal.

Three months later, before I knew it, they filed for divorce.

I asked why to my father the day he flew back home to China to be with rest his clan. He ruffled my hair and with soft amber eyes he answered, 'Because your mother and I love you and we don't want to loose you.'

I understood but I didn't understand. Yes, I did understand that it was my fault. But I didn't understand why it was. Yet, I still hate myself to this day. I try not to let my family see it.

But the night after I came home from China is a whole other story.

I was out one full moon night, going home from visiting my grandfather Fujitaka, his wife, and my aunt, Tora. I was out by the lake and lights shot under the moons reflection. The out of nowhere, a tidal wave pulled me into the river and I almost drowned. The moment I was done for was when I shot up in a cold sweat.

With a tiny red sphere in my hand.

That was just the beginning.

My name is Akara Li and this is my story.

Ok. I'm done with my first new fic. This took a while. There is more to the plot. So was the detail on this character too much, too little, or good enough? Well here are some other facts/answers

Sakura and Syaoran are divorced as you know.

Yes, Fujitaka has remarried and has another daughter.

Akara is girl of dance, basketball, and martial arts.

I'm trying to make her look like a combination of Sakura and Syaoran. I am making her hair like a combo of Sakura/Taranee/Mary Jane Watson's red shade. I just want her to be a tad bit unique from her parents.

More details will follow throughout the story!

Review please! But no flames. Constructive criticism will do cuz flames will be used for the Forth of July barbeque.

Happy Independence Day!!