Okay, so this is my first CCS fanfic, so please be gentle. I do not own CCS, or any characters except for OCs. Every so-often there will be flashbacks on what happened, how it happened, and why it happened. I am open to suggestions, but no flames.

I dropped my suitcase onto the sidewalk as I exited the taxi. Pulling my red scarf tighter, I glanced up at the small two bedroom house in front of me. The white paint, it was still as bright as I remembered it. You see, the last time I was in this house was over four years ago. Unfortunately, I didn't leave on good terms with anyone. But, in the past few years since my departure, I had learned things that I never thought I could. While I was away, I learned how to grow up, something I needed to do in order to return. I learned how to defend myself against multiple things, muggers, thieves, rapists, and the like. The only thing I gave into, was temptation.

That's why I ran. I left my home, my friends, my family, and for what? Because I was scared? Afraid? I don't even know anymore! I was so caught up in what I wanted, I couldn't even think of my family or how they would feel. My brother, from what I heard, had gone off the deep end and landed himself in a mental institution. Why? I honestly couldn't tell you.

Between me leaving, my mother passing away, and my brother ending up in an institution, my father had developed a mild form of depression, and turned to liquor. Currently, he was in therapy and going to those Alcoholics Anonymous things. At least, the last time I heard anything, anyway. Meiling was still herself, and still didn't take crap from anyone. Turns out she's super smart, and she graduated from high school a full year before Tomoyo did.

My best friend, Tomoyo, was the only one I kept in contact with. Why? Because I was afraid of what anyone else would say to me. Tomoyo never agreed with the decisions I made, but she didn't force me to change my mind. She tried to once, sure, but when she actually realized how much I was hurting, she let it go.

I handed the money to the taxi driver, and carefully closed the car door. Was I really ready to face it? To face him? After all these years, would that really be okay? Before I could change my mind, I sucked in a deep breath, and lifted the handle of my small suitcase. Taking the first step was hard, harder than I thought it would be, but each step got harder, and harder.

As I passed the small white gate, I glanced around the yard. A small layer of snow covered the once green lawn, and the flowerbeds near the front stairs were barely noticeable. I turned my attention back to the two-story house. Each window had dark brown curtains, and all were closed. I paused, as one of the curtains on the top floor moved. Was that…? I shook my head and continued walking toward the front door, as memories from over four years ago flooded my mind. Lost in thought, I barely realized what I was doing.

"I'm going to see him again," I whispered, as a small smile made its way onto my face.

I stopped at the front door, and put my suitcase down. Sucking in another breath, I raised a fist to the door, and knocked lightly. I tightened my brown jacket, as a chill ran down my spine. My head jerked up when I heard the door unlock. Trust me when I say I was not expecting what I saw.

A little girl around the age of three, was standing behind the door. She had her dark brown hair cut, and put up in the same fashion that I've had since I was her age. Her bright emerald eyes looked me over, as she tilted her head.

"Can I help you, miss?" she soft voice asked.

I bent over, and smiled at her. "Yes, actually. I'm looking for Syaoran Li. Is he here?" I asked as politely as I could. Inside, I was a wreck! What would he think of me now, after the last four years?

"Just a minute, please," the small girl replied. I nodded, and stood back up.

"Daddy, there's a lady here to see you! She's really pretty!"

I giggled, before I realized what she said. Daddy? Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. I dropped my head and sighed.

"Can I help you?" My shoulders tensed once his voice hit my ears.

"S-Syaoran?" I asked, keeping my head down. Tears began to blur my vision. "I missed you so much!" Without thinking, I hugged him, and began crying into his chest.

Gently, he pushed me away. "Do I know you?" he asked.

I sniffled, then nodded. I lifted my head so that I could see him clearly. He looked exactly the same as I remembered, minus the look of shock that came over his face. "Sakura?"

I nodded. "Miss me?" I laughed humourlessly. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the little girl again.

"Daddy, why is the lady crying?"

Syaoran looked from me, to her, then back. "She's crying, because she's happy to see us."

The small girl stared at me, and asked, "why is she happy to see us though? Who is she?"

Syaoran knelt beside her. "Maya, this is Sakura Kinomoto-Li," he paused to look back at me, "your mother."

A/N: Short, I know. But if anyone is interested, I will be posting more chapters, and they will be longer than this one. If you like it, or have any suggestions, please leave a review. No flames though :P