Angelicuzi: please excuse my ignorance towards the cities of hongkong and japan. I will have to do some research. I do realize this, but my brain doesnt want to accept it.heh, its summer.I may also make mistakes in names, if you catch anything please let me know ) .. Anywho, my writing has become better then in my other fan fics ..well not better, im just crawling out of my "its summer, I forgot my vocab and grammer" phase. its all MSN's fault .. curse you msn CURSE YOU .. hehe .. okay continuing with the story ..

Prologue

8 years ago ...

-in an orphanage, somewhere in hongkong- (a/n they are about 7 years old. you have to understand that the orphanage is REALLY mean. making 7 yr. olds do chores.tsk tsk tsk)

A pair of startling emerald eyes stared out into the starless black night. These eyes belonged to none other then the one and only Sakura Kinomoto. She stared off into the street where she could see a young boy coming towards the orphanage, towards her. The summer breeze gently swayed his chocolate brown hair back and forth, as he sauntered over towards the window.

"Kinomoto? Why are you still up?" asked the boy as he swiftly climbed through the window, making Sakura move away.

"What's it to you?" she replied softly

He grunted something, and walked off.

'Probably going to bed, I should be doing that too ...' she thought as a single tear rolled down her cheek. ' Where are you, Touya?' her last thought as she stared into the sky and silently fell asleep on the windowsill, as she had done on so many of her restless nights.

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Sakuras eyes snapped open as she heard a shrill "KINOMOTO" from the hallway.

"Im coming." she replied groggily. Her eyes half laden with sleep, she got up from the chair in which she had fallen asleep on the previous night, and made her way slowly towards the washroom.

Once Sakura had brushed, bathed and dressed, she headed downstairs for breakfast, and then another endless day of chores. Unlike the other children, she liked chores. Chores kept her calm and organised. Chores kept her level headed. Chores kept her from thinking too much. Wash this, rinse that, sweep here, dust there. It was all routine, a routine she had memorised years back, a routine she could easily get lost in. It helped to keep all her emotions intact, to help her empty her mind. This is what she had once thought about meditation, when she had meditated with her father on a regular basis, in their long garden. But that's a story for a different time.

Sakura pulled herself out of her daydream as she saw Ms.Lin watching her intently. She ignored the old woman, she had a couple more dishes to do, and then she was off the whole afternoon, until dinner time. What would she do for the whole afternoon? Probably go and draw by the old cherry blossom tree, thats if she didnt fall asleep under it.

1 year later -- (a/n. age: 8)

The young girl with long auburn hair, that reached down to her waist, sat underneath the deserted Sakura tree. Her large emerald eyes now glassy, as tears slowly trickled down her cheeks. Her head in her hands, between her knees, she rocked back and forth. Soft sobs could be heard, but only barely.

A young boy silently walked up to the girl sitting by the Sakura tree. He knelt and poked her with a big grin

"Hey Sakura," he laughed " Wake up,sleepy head." "Sakura? Whats wrong?" The boy asked once again, as it dawned on him that his friend was not sleeping, but crying.

"Do you miss your brother?" the boy inquired, knowing full well the answer.

Sakura bobbed her head up and down as she brought it out of its rest from her hands.

"Syaoran ... " she started, but stopped. What could she say? There was nothing left for her to say. There was nothing left for her, period.

"Don't worry Sakura, I'm here" Syaoran stated as he pulled her into a warm embrace "Don't worry."

"B-But for how long Syao-kun? How long? Everyone leaves me, one day you will too. Then I'll be alone again."

"NO," his amber eyes burned with the thought. How could he possibly leave her? The one whom he had come to love in a year. The one he hated, but now vowed to protect. How? Was it even possible? "I'll never leave you Sakura, never."

"We'll be friends forever? Promise"

"I promise, but you have to promise to never leave me too."

"I wont ever leave you."

--- 2 years later (a/n: age 9)

"Yes, we are looking for a young girl. Around the age of..." The lady trailed off, looking at her husband

"..At the age of around, I dont know hunny, maybe 7 to 10?" Finished off the man looking down at his wife.

"I see," replied the old lady with bright blue eyes. Her name plate read 'Jiao Lin'. Her clothing as well as her facial features, were very prim. "Well, we have many girls around that age. Do you have anyone in mind?" she asked, her tone was chilling and very matter of fact.

"Hmm, well we both work, so we would like someone quiet and ... conservative?" the lady said once again looking at her husband. It seemed as though she couldn't make any choice on her own. Either she really needed a second opinion, or there was something else going on...

"Someone .. petite." added the husband, looking directly in Mrs. Lin's eyes. (a/n: this lady is the mother in law of the other lady, ms.Lin, the one that was staring at sakura. For those of you who dont know, petite means small. )

"I have the perfect little girl in mind," replied Mrs. Lin with a stiff smile as she picked up the phone

"Shao .. bring in Sakura .. "

A few minutes after the phone call, in walked a little girl. She had waist length auburn hair, and large mesmerising emerald eyes, her skin was as white as snow. She gave off an aura of perfection, and the couple hurriedly agreed that she would be the lucky one to go home with them.

"And so it is settled," smiled a very happy Mrs.Lin, after all the paperwork had been completed "Sakura is to go with you, you will be staying here, in town for a while before you head out to Japan, I presume?"

"Oh yes, for maybe a day or two, and then we will be heading straight back home." The man replied with a smile.

"Ok, Sakura you go off and pack, while I discuss some legal matters with Mr and Mrs. Kitagawa."

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Syaorans pov

"Are you serious?" I asked the boy infront of me "She's going?" She had promised to never leave me, and now this?

"Yea, She's going, some people came to take a girl, and Lin sensei showed them Sakura, and they accepted. They're going to take her to Japan" replied the boy.

"SHIT!" They cant take her. They just cant. She promised. Why would she agree? I ran up the stairs and into the girls quarters. They all stared at me but I didnt care. I banged open Sakuras door and saw her standing there with tears in her eyes, packing her bags.

Normal pov

Sakura quickly brushed away her tears as she saw Syaoran barge into her bedroom.

"Syaoran --"

"Your leaving?"

"Yupp, those people downstairs want to take me to Japan." she said trying to be brave, because she knew if Syaoran found out that she was being forced to go then he would be unhappy for every moment that she wasnt there. She didn't want him to be sad. ' Just dont let it show' she thought 'Please, let me be able to lie properly, just for this.'

"And you want to go?" Syaoran asked, his amber eyes suddenly becoming cold and distant

"Yes, I do. Maybe then I will be able to find my brother." Sakura wouldn't look at him, no way, no how. One glimpse was all it would take for her to start crying. She knew his eyes would go cold, the same eyes that held so much warmth were now ice and death. One glimpse and she would officially break down.

"I see. Well then, I hope you have fun in Japan, Kinomoto." Syaoran spat as he swiftly walked out of the room.

'Kinomoto' God, how she hated it when he called her that. It was like a slap, she almost flinched. Almost.

Angelicuzi: I've come to a conclusion, that I'm officially going to stop starting more fics until I finish the ones in process. I just get bored much too fast. OK ill stop rambling about incoherent things .. so how is it so far? plz review. The more reviews I get the faster chapter 1 will be up !.