I'm not too good at summaries but here it is. Syaoran is a cold guy who moves to Japan. He is strong, smart, handsome but fairly heartless. Sakura moved to Japan four years ago from New York. She is now 16 and is a very beautiful girl but there is one major problem...her beloved cards have begun to corrupt her soul. Who will help her as the cards's power continues to grow? Duh duh duh dum....yeah, that's a pretty crappy summary, just read the story!!! IT'S GOOD!!

To Save Your Soul

"Sakura!!! It's time to get up!"

"Noooo!!" Sakura moaned batting off the hands that shook her.

"It's 7:45, your going to be late for school!"

Sakura's eyes flew open to stare at her brother Touya.

"Isn't it still Christmas break?" she asked between yawns.

"No stupid! We only get four days off of school for Christmas break. It's time to go back" Touya said pulling the blinds open causing Sakura to squint at the bright sun.

"Awwww! I hate school." Sakura groaned getting out of bed. "Can you drive me to school Touya?"

"Nope, no room in the car. I'm driving some friends," Touya laughed.

"Touya!! You're so mean! Get out!" Sakura yelled throwing a stuffed animal at him as he ran out the door.

"WOW!!! Anger management man!" she heard him yell as he ran down the stairs.

'Stupid brothers', Sakura thought as she began choosing her clothes. She really did hate school. It was her worst nightmare. She had no friends and everyone hated her. It wasn't because she was ugly or mean, Sakura was very pretty and had always been classified as sweet. She wasn't exactly sure why they hated her, they just did. None of then gave her a chance. They didn't even know her.

Sakura, her brother and her father moved to Tomeoda, Japan three years ago, when Sakura was thirteen. Before then they had lived in New York. Sakura had been happy in New York, she had lots of friends and family there. She thought Japan would be the same when she moved but it wasn't. All the girls hated her because she was prettier than them and they thought Sakura was a snob because she came from a fairly rich family and had lived in New York. The boys did too, only because the girls did, so they treated her like a slut. Sakura hated it, three years had passed, she's sixteen and nothing changed.

"Maybe it'll be better now. They've had a couple days off. Maybe they'll feel better. What am I thinking! It's been the same for three years, why would they change now?" Sakura thought.

She decided to wear a black tee with comfortable jeans. She peered at herself in the mirror. Sakura's hair was one of her best features, it was a beautiful mixture of auburn and honey color, which fell in loose curls half way down her back. Her eyes were her best feature, they were big and of emerald color. They sparkled with a shine that not even darkness could put out. Fingering a strand of hair, she smiled but the smile did not reach her eyes.

"Morning dad!" she greeted her father Fujitaka as she rushed by the kitchen. Her father peered over the morning paper at his daughter, who rushed on her shoes.

"Morning! You'd better hurry or you'll be late!" he called but she was already out the door.

Sakura loved skateboarding. Back in New York, her friends would watch her board and she would try teaching them. She'd enter competitions and practice with her brother. Skateboarding was how she got to school everyday.

She hopped onto her board and sped down the streets, happy to feel the gentle breeze tousle her hair. "I hope I'm not late," Sakura thought as she looked at her wrist. "I really should get a watch."

Finally, she reached a huge building titled 'Tomoeda High." It was beautifully sculpted but she still hated it. Jumping off her board she rushed through the halls to her locker. Grabbing her books she ditched her board there and sped off to her first period class. On the way a group she spotted a group of boys standing five feet away from her class. She looked down, hoping that they wouldn't notice her but sure enough one of them saw her.

"Hey guys, it's our beautiful American slut," he called.

'Great,' Sakura thought quickening her pace. They laughed loudly.

"Awww! Are we not good enough for you loser?" another yelled but she had reached her class. Walking in, she looked at everyone. They all stopped talking as she walked to her seat, all that was heard were snickers and sharp whispers. One boy smiled at her but for some reason she glared at him and he frowned back. 'Why did I just do that? Oh well, he was probably just some guy desperate for a girlfriend,' Sakura thought taking her seat. She sat at the back of the class, right hand corner by the window. No one sat behind her or in front of her, one girl sat beside her. The girl's name was Rika, one of her worst enemies, this girl tried to make Sakura's life a living hell. Rika wasn't as pretty as Sakura. She had black hair, blue eyes and wore clothes and makeup similar to a hooker's. Guys seemed to like her, for about one night. Sinking into her chair, she watched the teacher enter the class.

"Good morning class!" he greeted. "I hope you all had a good break because it's time to get back to work." 'I can't wait!' Sakura thought sarcastically. "But first," 'Great, what now!' "I'd like you all to meet our new exchange student." 'Oh, another student. I wonder what this person is going to be like, who cares! Whoever it is we'll hate me anyways.' "This is Syaoran Li from China."

A boy walked into the class. He had messy chestnut, brown hair and alluring amber eyes. He was very handsome. His frown made him seem rather cold but still very attractive. 'An attractive guy to taunt and tease me,' Sakura thought.

"Let's put you... behind Sakura Kinmoto. Please raise your hand Kinmoto," the teacher asked.

Syaoran POV

Syaoran walked into the class. He scanned the crowd, taking advantage of the one time he would see everyone as a stranger. All the girls stared at him intently, all except one. He noticed her immediately. She glanced at him casually and concentrated on the teacher once more.

"Let's put you...Behind Sakura Kinmoto. Please raise your hand Kinmoto." The girl raised her hand, 'so her name is Kinmoto', Syaoran thought as he walked to his seat, keeping his eyes locked onto Kinmoto. She was very beautiful. She had beautiful honey/auburn colored hair and dazzling emerald eyes that avoided him. 'Why is a girl like her so secluded from everyone else?' he wondered and decided to do more research on that. 'My job may be easier than I thought.'

A pencil case falling at his feet distracted him from his thoughts. Staring at it he thought of how he would have normally stepped over it and let the owner pick it up, but because of circumstances he picked it up and handed it to the girl sitting next to Sakura.

"Hey! My name is Rika. Thanks," Rika said taking the pencil case from Syaoran, which she had obviously dropped purposely. "What's your name?" she asked.

'Didn't the teacher just say my name," Syaoran thought fighting the temptation to say this out loud. 'Control yourself, you have to get along with these people.'

"Li," Syaoran said shortly. He couldn't stand girls who chased him. They always did, it never mattered what kind of a guy he was, things seemed to be all about the looks. This wouls annoy him beyond reason. They would dress like flimsy's, thinking he enjoyed it. He sat in his chair and focused on the teacher. He felt power, a type of magic. He glanced at the girl in front of him, Kinomoto. She was busy watching something outside. Things became much clearer now. Focusing on the teacher he tried to concentrate but he could feel the girls staring at him. 'Wonderful. This is going to be a long day.'

It was now lunch-time. Syaoran had not been successful in avoiding girls this morning. He would have preferred to eat lunch by himself but he had a job to finish. He followed a guy named Takashi, a 'friend' he had made who shared his gym class, to one of the tables outside. Takashi was busy ranting about how Eskimos began the whole eating outside thing, Syaoran listened knowing that this was not true but wondering how he managed to make up such a complicated story.

Syaoran was sure he didn't like a lot of these people, mostly the girls who stared at him and did anything to empress him. He talked with Takashi for a little bit. It turned out that Takashi was into marshal arts. He was not very good at it but was interested in learning. Everyone else gossiped about other students and talked about relationships. Syaoran glanced around and noticed Kinmoto sitting all alone under a Cherry Blossom tree eating her lunch.

"Who is she?" Syaoran asked the girl, Kiago, sitting beside him. He knew what Sakura's name was but he wanted to know more about her. Kiago looked in the direction Syaoran was looking and wrinkled her nose.

"That's Sakura Kinomoto. No one likes her because she's a snob and mean. Ever since she got here we knew she was weird and different. We all hate her and she's a total loser," Kiago answered quickly. Somehow, Syaoran had a hard time believing that. But he had to admit that this bit of information did help him a bit. 'Different eh?'

Soon everyone was talking about Sakura, gossiping and criticizing her. All except Takashi and the girl sitting beside him. She looked quite angry about the whole thing.

"Hey guys, watch this!" one boy shouted getting up and walking over to Kinomoto.

"Hey Kinomoto, I need a whore for the weekend. Interested?" the boy asked. Sakura stood up, raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face. She then gathered her books and stalked toward the school. Syaoran looked around and saw everyone laughing. The only ones not laughing, Takashi and the brown haired girl with him, stood up and made their way toward the school as well. Syaoran admitted being cold, ruthless and had often ridiculed people before but when he saw this he felt disgusted by these people. He was pretty sure he found what he was looking for. Not only could he sense it but he had a feeling inside him that she was the one. He could not, however, raise suspicion on the matter. If he played it right, he would get what he wanted without any trouble. Standing up he began jogging to catch up with Kinomoto, ignoring his peers' questions on where he was going.

Finally catching up to her he matched her pace. She was clearly ignoring him, as she continued walking briskly towards the school. He could feel a power radiating off her. 'Stupid girl! Any magic user could sense this. Doesn't she know how to use a magic concealer?' Why did she keep walking? Didn't she notice that he was trying to talk to her? 'This plan probably won't work but it's worth a shot.' Glancing sideways at he noticed that she stared down at the ground as she walked, her hair forming a curtain around her face. She in turn glanced at him and tossed her head back causing her hair to fall in waves down her back. Her eyes were rather red, as though she had been crying. 'Time to get this over with.'

"I know you have them. I can sense it. You have proven yourself to be a very foolish girl. I ask you to give them to me and I'll leave you alone," Syaoran whispered coldly. Sakura continued walking but turned her full attention to Syaoran.

"You know I have what?" Sakura asked innocently. She knew, however, exactly what he was talking about.

"The Clow cards. You have them. I have the ability to sense it," Syaoran insisted stubbornly knowing that she knew what he meant.

Sakura thought for a moment. 'He knows I have them, no point in denying. I wonder what he wants with them?'

"Oh, those. I do have them but I'm not giving them to you and there's nothing you can do about that," Sakura replied lightly keeping calm.

Surprisingly, Syaoran did not feel as angry as he had expected. 'Did I even expect her to say no?'

"You are right. I can't do nothing about it now but I will have the cards," his voice was calm, matching hers. She stared back at him defiantly but a small grin formed on her lips.

"Why do you want them?" she asked curiously.

"None of your business," Syaoran answered rudely. With that, he quickened his pace towards the school.

How on earth was he going to get the cards? The Li clan was very impatient and if he did not obtain them soon, prophesy may come true. 'But that girl has them,' he thought glancing at Sakura who was staring dreamily out the window. 'How can I get them off her? I'm gonna have to resort to violence? But that's not the only thing I have to worry about...the prophesy also states that the cards will warp their captors heart and the captor will become evil and invinsible.'

"Li Syaoran! Do you plan to pay any attention at all," Mr. Terada demanded.

'Nope.' Syaoran thought as he snapped back to reality blushing slightly. 'Great, I'll have to think about this later.'

Riiiiiinnnng!!! 'Yes!! What luck!' Syaoran bolted out of his chair, gathering his books, home time! Sakura stood up more slowly, and heaved her bag onto her back heading out the door.

'I'll have to do some more research on this one' Syaoran thought ignoring the girls giggling around him. 'There must be someone around here who knows something about her. She must have some friends. I'll have to follow her, nah, I'll do that later, too suspicious at this point. Simple research will do for now.' Looking around he realized that he was the only one left in the class, besides this one other boy.

"Hey," the boy greeted cheerfully.

'Strange, I didn't see this guy in my class earlier.'

The boy had midnight blue hair and ivory white skin. He had a mysterious look about him. He was the type of guy that girls loved. He felt a strange power surround him.

"Hey," Syaoran greeted gruffly trying not to glare. He felt that this guy may be able to help him with Kinomoto. "Umm."

"I am Eriol. Yes, that is why I am here; to help with Kinomoto," the boy answered in a voice too wise for his age. Syaoran was shocked. 'He just read my mind!'

"How –," but he was interrupted.

"There is not much time, do not question. I do not know too much about this myself but I was a friend of Sakura's," Eriol explained smoothly, frowning at the last part. Syaoran stared at him suspiciously.

"Hold on a second. You claim to be a friend of Kinomoto's, but she was alone all day plus anyone I asked told me that she has no friends. And what do you mean 'there is not much time'?"

"This is not the place to be explaining important issues as such. You are very important to this situation, since you have such power. We will discuss this elsewhere," Eriol ordered and began walking out the door, shocking Syaoran even more.

'How does he know about my powers?' Shaking his head confused, he followed.

Eriol walked at a brisk, light pace, he seemed to know where he was going.

To be continued...

YAY!! I'm done the first chapter. I hope you guys like it and I apologize for the abrupt ending. I'll post the next chapter soon!! And don't forget to review....pleez! I need to know what you guys think!