EVERYTHING YOU WANT

SUMMARY: Syaoran was looking for the one person who could change his life forever. She was not, in his mind, the person he was looking for, yet she was everything he ever dreamed of.

CHAPTER 1

If you really want to you can change your life. All you have to do is to find her. She can make you into anything you like. You can become a surgeon, a fireman or even the president of the country. She can turn you into anything you desire and make you believe. At the end you will believe that you have always been what you once wished to be. She will make everyone around you believe. You will live in a created world and believe that it is real.

If you can find her.

In history only a few men and women have ever managed to find her. She is elusive. There are always rumours floating around. Some claim that she is a young girl, no more than ten years, others that she is an attractive woman in her thirties, others still say that she could pass for the loveable granny from down the lane. No one really knows what she looks like that those who have met her could never remember.

She made them forget.

I am searching for this girl or woman. I need her to change my life, to give me something to live for. Right now I have nothing but hate and sorrow, and it is slowly consuming me.

Faces passed by in a slight blur. I wasn't paying attention. There is no need to. They are all just people going about their own business. Some might go off to work, others to do chores or the shopping for the house, others might still be off to school and some might even be off to visit their lovers. I closed my eyes as more faces passed by the train window. I am tired and the trains are too crowded.

The doors closed and the train started to move again. It has a steady rhythm to it. It's nothing like the old steam engines that were around at first. These trains are much quieter, but there is still a steady noise to them. I listened to it. I focused on it, blocking out the voices of the two girls in the seats behind me. They're talking about me. Whispering about me… I cut it out. I could only hear the train.

The train came to a halt at another station. Its name is announced. 'Please watch your step.' The recorded voice echoes on the station. The girls get off. I can feel their eyes on me when they pass. More people get on. The seat behind me is taken once more. The train doors close again and the train starts moving. "Excuse me, may I sit here?"

I open my eyes and look up at the owner of the voice. I glance around the cart. Every seat is taken. I move my bag in a silent answer. She gives me a grateful smile and sits down next to me, her bag on her lap. She pushes white earphones into her ears. She is an iPod addict like the rest of the world. The play button is pressed and she leans back and closes her eyes.

I turn to look at the surrounding area. It moves by fast. Buildings off all kinds, graffiti flash by in an instant. White, white, blue, blue, white, blue, white, blue… Rival gangs having fun while defiling the walls of the country. The more graffiti the gang has in a dangerous place the more respected that gang gets. It's a load of bull.

The girl starts tilting her head for side to side, letting it bob to the rhythm of the music. Her short hair bounce against her shoulder and then against her ear. Form side to side. Constantly. Her lips start moving and she let silent words run over them. She is enjoying the music she is listening to.

I let my eyes move from her reflection to the one of a man. He is staring at her. His eyes are focused on her as she moves without noticing that she is being watched. He grins and turns away. She is another pretty girl to him. Just another face on a train. His entertainment for the morning. I turn away form the window and stole a glance of him. He has a wedding band on his finger. Later today he will tell his wife about this silly girl he saw on the train bouncing along with the music on her iPod.

"I am everything you want. I am everything you need." I try to hide my smile. Her words are coming out in a whisper. Just loud enough for me to hear. "I am everything inside of you that you wish you could be." Her voice isn't exactly made for singing. "I say all the right thing at exactly the right time, but I mean nothing to you and I don't know why." I've heard this song before. It's a real chick's song. I let out a small laugh. Her eyes snap open and a bright red blush crept onto her cheeks. "Sorry."

"It's alright." She flashed me a smile. Her mouth is almost too big for her. The same with her eyes. Maybe her nose is too small. I don't quite know. She has freckles on her cheeks and across her small nose. Her face is brown form the sun. She can't be more than seventeen. She should be in school. She turns away. Her eyes close and I silently watched her fall asleep in the window's reflection.

Somewhere in the rest of my five hour journey the girl's head tipped sideways and against my arm. She's too short to reach my shoulder. I looked at her. She was fast asleep with the music still playing in her ears. I let my gaze shift down to the player in her hand. I pressed the off button. She didn't stir.

Sheep passed by in a blur. Little white dots against a green landscape. We left the city limits a long time ago. Trees were everywhere, and sometimes I would catch a glance of the highway and a car or two. I dozed off when the rain started beating against the windows. The forecast said that there was a fifty percent chance of rain today. I guess they were right. I slept peacefully. I did not dream of things in my past and I did not dream about things that might never come. I just slept. The rain was long forgotten, the unknown girl blocked for my mind.

"Hey mister. Mister. Wake up." I blinked when someone shook me. "Mister, this is the last stop." I blinked again. My eyes focused on a small face with a too big mouth and too big green eyes. She cracked a smile at me and freckles moved on her cheeks. "Last stop." I nodded and gabbed my bag. She walked in front of me and jumped over the small gap separating the train and the station platform. Her honey-brown coloured head disappeared into a small crowd. She was gone.

I let my bag rest over my shoulder and made my way through the people. I've been here before. I know my way around. I stop when I caught sight of the rain pouring down outside the station. I was just one more thing… I started walking into the direction of the place I wanted to be. Or rather, needed to be. The rain wasn't as cold as I expected it to be.

The building had a friendly glow to it. The windows were filled with a warm golden glow and form inside I could hear cheerful voices flowing to the outside. I pushed open the door, closed on account of the weather. I didn't need any directions as I made my way up the stairs towards the room. I found if without any difficulty. Nothing changed. It was all the same. Just the way I left it the last time. My bag dropped to the ground and I sank down on the bed. I am tired.

"It's creepy, isn't it?" I frowned at the voice and pushed myself up. There on the corner of my bed was the girl form the train. Her eyes were focused on something outside the window. I had a good idea of what she was looking at. I must have fallen asleep. The sky was black now, the rain still pouring down. I felt my clothes. They dried slightly. My feet touched the floor as I stood up. She didn't stir. My hands found my wet clothes and I pulled it off my body and dug through my bag for something dry. "I heard that it belonged to a rich family. But they were killed. That's sad."

"Not everyone was killed."

"Where is the owner then?" I shrugged and placed my wet clothes over the chairs in the room. It would be dry tomorrow morning.

"Who are you?"

"Sakura Kinomoto."

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in school?" A smile slipped onto that big mouth of hers. It was a smile… I have no idea what to read into it.

"I am here. That's all that there is too it. Who are you?"

"Syaoran Li. Where is you family Sakura? Aren't your parents looking for you?"

"They've never even noticed I am gone." She kept that strange smile on her face. "I've been gone a very long time." Her eyes were fixed on the house. "I'd like to see that house form the inside on day. I walked around it once, but I couldn't see in. It was too dark. I must be pretty." I pulled open my room door and was suddenly over whelmed by cheerful sounds. People are making use of the cosy restaurant downstairs on this rainy night. She didn't follow me.

I found a table in a far off corner and sat down. My food and coffee was soon brought to me. I was halfway through my meal when Sakura sat down with her own plate. She ate silently with me. Never even bothering to look up form her meal. The live entertainment drew her attention for a while and she laughed at the jokes.

The night was long. The jokes bad. And through it all I could hear the rain, pouring down, never stopping. The place was filled to the brim. Young people were laughing at the bar, having a friendly drink and older people were seated around crowded tables talking about this and that and laughing about what ever they thought to be funny. My mind became cloudy. I watched people leave the place, it was time to go home. The evening's entertainment has passed.

I stumbled up the stairs. She followed me. I stumbled into my room and onto my bed. I lay watching her take off her shoes and placing them neatly next to her bag. The light form the street lamp made her appear silver. She was just an outline. "Who are you?" She didn't answer me. The bed creaked as she sat down next to me. Her fingers found my hair. "Sakura…"

The rain kept pouring down.

AN: I have no idea how long this story is going to be, but is just love the feel of it. It is fun to write. Way shorter than any of the Between heaven and hell there is earth chapters, but just as fun.

Thank you for reading!

Tella