Summary: Li Xiao Lang an extremely famous singer. Kinomoto Sakura one of the top Daidouji models. They were high school sweet hearts that seperated a year after graduation to pursue their own careers. Both still harbor feelings for the other, but now Xiao Lang is being haunted by all the memories of the two. Writing a new hit single leads him to a performane for the annual Daidouji Fall Fashion Show. Will the two finally get to be together again after 5 years of being apart?

Chapter 1: Going Crazy

(Hong Kong, China)

"Xiao Lang?"

"Yeah Meiling." I was to tired to actually look at her.

"Are you okay?" She sounds genuinely concerned. I feel bad for making her worry about me.

"It's been 5 years Mei." She stared at me wtih worry filled eyes. "And yet I still can't seem to let go of her. Everyday I am haunted by the memories of her and I when we were together. All her smiles, her laughter, the times I'd comfort her when she cried, the annoyed look she would get when I was teasing her, and then the day she left me to become a model like her mother. I want to let go, but I don't think I'm ever going to be able to and it's killing me. Everytime I turn on the radio a song comes on and I'm reminded of her. I'm so sick of it!"

I could tell from the expression Meiling wore that she was beyond worried about me. I couldn't help it though. I missed Sakura so much and I was starting to lose it. There wasn't one day that would go by without my thoughts wondering to her. Thinking of what was and what could have been. Then some love song would come on the radio and it would make me think of her even more. Causing a lot more pain than was necessary, but no matter how hard I tried I could never turn of the radio. I'd just sith there listening to the music and let it stirke cords in my soul with every word.

"You want to go out to eat? I'll pay." I knew Meiling was just trying to help, but I really didn't feel like doing anything. Besides that I had to get back to writing a new song. The label wanted me to have a new single released fairly soon and I had been putting off writing one. Not because I wanted to, but because nothing was coming to mind.

"I can't."

"Xiao Lang, come on you should go do something not just sit around here killing yourself with your thouhgts."

"I have to work Mei. I have to figure out what I'm going to do about the new song the producers want." I was becoming frustrated with the thought of it. "I have no idea what to write about! I'm so stuck and we have a meeting about it in a couple days. What am I going to..." I didn't finish my sentence for her though as a familiar sound reached my ears.

My answering machine was going off.

"Hey we can't come to the phone right now, but if you leave a message..." Sakura's cheerful recorded voice flooded my home.

"Why haven't you changed that yet?" Meiling look frustrated with me now.

"I've meant to, but every time I come close to I can't." I really had tried, but a part of me just couldn't do it. I looked over to Meiling with pleading eyes. "It's the only way I can ever hear Sakura's voice anymore Meiling."

"Oh Xiao Lang." She paused trying to figure out what to say. "You can't do this to yourself. She's gone and it doesn't look like she will be coming back anytime soon. She's in Tokyo modeling for Tomoyo's fashion line and you are here in Hong Kong writing music and singing it. You two tried working it out for year, but it didn't work. You were always in the studio or on tour and she was always off at shoots and conventions. When her work moved she left because she couldn't stay and you two barely ever saw each other."

"I know Meiling! I was there remember. I had to watch her walk away that day. It was so sudden and I had no idea it was going to happen. I just came home one day and she had all her things packed away." The memory was all of sudden playing before my eyes again.

(Flashback)

Fumbling with my key I finally managed to get the door open. Going straight to the room Sakura and I shared I called for her.

"Sakura I'm back!" She didn't respond. "Sakura where are yo..." I couldn't finish my sentence as I saw her.

She was standing there with downcast eyes her suitcases next her feet. Something was really wrong here. Why wasn't she meeting my gaze.

"Sakura." I tried again. "What's wrong? What's going on?"

"I'm leaving." She still wasn't looking at me.

"What do you mean?" She was seriously starting to scare me. What on earth was she talking about. If this was some joke it was not funny in any way.

"I'm going back to Japan."

"What!" She couldn't be serious.

"I'm serious Xiao Lang." Her voice was hoarse as if she had been crying earlier. "Tomoyo's moving back and her main fashion production is there. I have to go all the models are going to be moving there."

"What about us though? What about you and me?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. She could not leave me. I loved her!

"I think we should stop seeing each other. We barely ever see each other anymore and with my leaving to work in Japan it just won't work." Her eyes were still focused on the floor she hadn't looked at me once. "You'll be here in Hong Kong and I'm going to be in Tokyo. It will never work."

"We can make it work!"

"No we can't and you know it. What would you do come and live in Tokyo?"

"I could." I knew desperation was evident in my voice now.

"No you couldn't!" She was crying now. "Your work is here. Please Syaoran." My Japanese name came off her lips so desperate to make me understand. "Understand I have to do this."

I heard the sound of Tomoyo's limo honking outside.

"I have to go." She finally said to me picking up her things. Walking past me she never looked up at me, but whispered, "I love you Xiao Lang."

I just stared at her not being able to say anything anymore. She slowly walked out of our room and I heard the door open and close. Half of me thought she would come running back in saying she was sorry for scaring me and that she wasn't going to leave. It didn't happen though and fell to my knees hearing the limo pull away taking her out of my life.

(End of Flashback)

It hurt thinking about how she wouldn't even look me then. Meiling came over and gave me hug seeing the pain flowing across my eyes.

"I'm sorry." She kept repeating it. "I'm so sorry."

"Mei can you leave." I said it so softly I thoght she may not have heard it, but she let go of me and looked up at me. "I need to be alone right now."

Her ruby eyes filled with concern. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"Alright then. Call me if you need anything."

"I will."

"Promise?"

"I promise." I gave her a half hearted smile and then she turned and left.

Taking out some paper I decided to try and write the new single my producers were expecting. I sat there staring at the piece of paper trying everything to get something to come to my mind for it. Nothing was coming to me though. Sighing I decided to turn the radio on thinking that maybe it would help a little it. Sometimes listening to other songs gave me ideas for my own music.

Empty spaces fill me up with holes
Distant faces with no place left to go
Without you within me I can't find no rest
Where I'm going is anybodys guess

I've tried to go on like I never knew you
I'm awake but my world is half asleep
I pray for this heart to be unbroken
But without you all I'm going to be is incomplete

Dammit. Another damn love song. Why the hell is it everytime I turn on the radio they come on and remind me of her. I can't stand this anymore. I reached over to turn off the radio, but just as I was about to turn the contraption off, I froze. I couldn't do it. I've never been able to do it. So I just sat there lisening to the song bringing with it a ton of heartbreaking memories. I was brought out of my thoughts when suddenly, for the second time this day, I heard Sakura's voice fill the room as my answering machin went off again.

"Hey we can't come to the phone right now, but if you leave a message we'll get back to you."

"Hello Li..." It was one of my producers saying something about the single, but I wasn't listening.

Words were filling up the paper in front of me. I couldn't stop something had just snapped and I was writing furiously across the paper. Crossing out, rewriting, and erasing a song was forming itself in front of my eyes. I sat there for hours working on it never stopping. Finally way past midnight I put pencil I had down and looked at the song I had just written. I already had a beat for it in my head and I could even hear the music I wanted for it. Leaving my study I headed downstairs into my personal studio to start making a recording for my producers with the music behind it.

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(2 days later at the studio)

I sat there looking across the table where my producer sat having just finished listening to my demo. A couple of minutes had passed and he still hadn't said anything about it yet. This guy seriously knew how to make a guy nervous. He was just sitting there! He wasn't frowning which was good, but then again he wasn't smiling either which was bad. How the hell am I suppose to know what he's thinking. A couple more minutes ticked by and he still hadn't shown any sign of liking my new song. Argh I can't stand this anymore! I have to say something before I explode.

"Well what do you think?" I said tentatively, afraid of his reation.

He stared at me for a few of seconds with the same unnerving look on his face. For a moment I didn't think he heard me so I was going to repeat my question. Just as I was about to though he started speaking finally.

"I think.." I was on the edge of my seat now. He just had to pause I swear my prodcer knew he was driving me absolutely crazy. Does he want me to loose my temper because I'm real close to snapping right now.

"That?" I had to get him to finish.

"We are going to be number one on the charts as soon as this is recorded and released."

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a/n: Yay! The first chapter is done! This story line just randomly popped into to my head as I was listening to music one toady. I hope it turns out well, but who knows we shall see. Until next time!