Dedicated to a dear friend, and inspired by her story. Mazda.


"YOU KNOW WHAT" She screeched as her hair tousled up and as it flew everywhere. "SYAORAN LI, MAYBE IF YOU SPENT MORE TIME HAVING YOUR BIG, FAT HEAD OUT OF YOUR ASS, YOU WOULDN'T BE SO DAMN …"

"Sexayyy?" Smirked Syaoran as we watched the fiery brunette's angry emerald eyes frown at him.

"…ARROGANT!" She yelled. A rather large crowd was forming around them, onlookers cheering and encouraging.

Never in the history of this school, had there been a rage as fiery as this! Of course, it was the usual; the eco-maniac, Sakura Kinomoto against Syaoran Li again. A majority of people in this school teased Kinomoto. As beautiful as her eyes are, it is suggested that the reason she's such an eco-maniac is because of the colour of her eyes! Emerald, like the colour of leaves or plants or whatever.

And her light brown hair? Obviously like bark! But lighter. If it weren't for Tomoyo, her best friend, Sakura would be NOTHING in this school. I'll never know what Tomoyo see's in that girl/wannabe tree. But she isn't complete unfortunate. She's got this great figure, but hides it under her Pocahontas inspired clothes.

It's not like the poor girls desperately poor, I mean her daddy's the top archaeologist in Japan, you'd think she'd buy some decent designer threads! But noooooo shes such an eco-maniac, that she wears RECYCLED clothes? I mean, HELLOO you may as well wear plastic. And plastic doesn't hurt the environment right? Oh well, like I pay attention in science anyway. She has the all the equipment, God just forgot to hand her the manual.

Then there was Syaroan Li. Ahhhhhhhh. He is SOO dreamy!! Vaiirr handsome, mega-bega-omega rich, super brainy, nice and CAPTAIN of the school soccer team. Can he get anymore perfect? And he's funny too. He's always teasing Sakura. No one else teases Sakura but him. It's almost like he's hers to tease….weird. Whatever I think it's sick. I mean come on, like they're compatible? OMG I AM SO NOT SAYING THIS. Whatever. In short, everyone that meets Syaoran, develops an instant crush on him. Even guys, seriously.

AND OMG BACK TO THE FIGHT!

"HOW THE HELL AM I ARROGANT?" Shouted Syaoran.

"HOW THE HELL ARE YOU NOT?" Screeched Sakura.

"YOU KNOW WHAT, MISS BAGGY KI-MO-NO" He smirked, "IF YOU WEREN'T SO CAUGHT UP IN YOUR LITTLE "SAVE THE SEA OTTER MOVEMENT" AND ACTUALLY GOT TO KNOW ME, YOU'D SEE IM NOT THAT BAD! BUT NOOOO SOMEONES SOOOO CAUGHT UP IN THEIR LITTLE ANIMALS, AND THE BIRDIES AND THE MONKEYS AND TALKING TREES, THAT THEIR LIVING IN A WORLD THAT DOESN'T NEED THEM!"

A deafening silence echoed around the circles. You could see the hurt reflected in Sakura's eyes. Her eyes closed as a single tear slowly went down her face, leaving a trail behind.

Li slowly took a step backwards, horrified at his own words, at his own actions at what he had caused.

Sakura opened her eyes and looked at him through her eyelashes. You know, she was actually really really pretty if you looked at her properly…

"I'm nature's friend," She slowly began, her voice barely above a whisper "Because nature doesn't judge me like you do." She held her heart as she opened her mouth slightly once again, and fully raised her head to meet Li's eyes. You could see the quizzical puzzlement and amazement etched in his eyes.

"You know what, Li Syaoran, it's funny how advanced the human race is, yet how limited our way of thinking is. You judge me because I'm not like your fake tanned, bleached, botox, plastic surgery cake faced BIMBOS, I KNOW I'm not like that. Thank God. And what's ironic is that, even though birds and animals live by animal instinct alone, they don't judge me by more clothes or my hair. They judge me by my content of character." She concluded. She was looking at Syaoran as though he was someone who stabbed a knife through her heart.

She then yanked something glittering off her neck, and encased it in Syaorans hands. Syaoran looked at it, and gasped.

"NO, Sakura no! Please listen to me!" He sounded close to tears, his voice interlaced with desperation and sadness.

"I'm sorry Li," Said Sakura, her voice wagering as she turned around.

"Sakura…" Whispered Li, clutching onto whatever happened to be in his hand

"Please…don't do this…" He bowed his head, his shoulders shaking.

Sakura turned her head slightly sideward, as to not to look at him. But then she turned fully around and faced him.

"You've changed; you're not that same Syaoran. You're make believe. I'm so sorry. Your haunting me." She turned around and walked away.

Every step she took away from Syaoran, the more his heart turned to stone. His posture stiffened, as his fists clenched and his eyes followed her out. His eyes held a defeated look.

Whispers broke out. Murmurs stiffened the silence. Lips opened and shut. Tongues wagged. Eye's widened in shock. Eyebrows we're raised in upheaval.

Syaorans best friend, Eriol, then placed a comforting hand on Syaorans shoulder. Syaoran pushed it away, turned around and broke into a run.

No one had seen him for the rest of the day.

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Li Syaoran darkly slammed his door as soon as he got home, only to be greeted by his mother, Li Yelan.

She observed her son through her dark eyes, and realized something was troubling him. She thought leaving her son alone would be good, but tonight was an important evening. She cleared her throat, and was about to use her commanding voice, but thought better of it. He seemed to have another fight with his childhood friend, Sakura. However Yelan had always warned Syaoran not to fall into the trap of the barricade high school provides.

"Syaoran," She said soothingly "Tonight I need you to attend a dinner ball with me. Just for a few hours, I promise."

Syaoran looked up at his mother. Never had she been so comforting to him like this. He nodded slowly, and excused himself from his mothers presence. He lumbered up the grand stairs slowly, finally entering his massive room.

Everywhere his eyes swept, it was something which reminded him of –

Pictures, albums, songs, letters, emails, photos, flowers.

Something that wasn't there anymore.

Tonight, he would let his maids tend to him silently. He would let them dress him as they wished, and he would just stand there. He had no energy at all. He was drained. He didn't understand how he could still walk and breath, but then again, that is what his human heart did.

However inside, he had completely died.

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"Kaiju?" Inquired Touya, Sakura's older brother as he poked his head into her door.

"Sniff, Touya I have a cold, please let me rest, sniff" Said Sakura through thick tears.

"Well get better soon kaiju, dad wants to take you to a dinner ball tonight, just the two of you, I would come, seeing as there would be plenty of gaki's there," He growled "But I have work, sorry Kaiju"

Touya said sorry. Sakura supposed she could work something out...

"Okie dokie" She sniffed.

Touya ruffled his baby sisters hair affectionately and left. "Be strong kaiju, that's what kaiju's are;" He muttered before leaving.

Sakura clutched Kero tightly. 'This is all my fault...all my fault. I'm so...different to the other girls! At night I pray your face will soon fade away from my dreams...'

Tears streamed down her face as she sobbed louder, then muffled herself into her pillow.

"PLEASE" She screamed into her pillow.

"PLEASE LET ME GET OVER YOU" She didn't know how much more she could stand this pain any longer...

'Notice me...take my hand, bring me close to you...' She hugged herself.


"So, Mr.Kinomoto, how's the excavation at..." droned a voice pleasantly to Sakura's father. At the same time, she felt her fathers nudge as she met his eyes. He nodded to her, that was all she needed. She was free to do as she pleased now that she had met and greeted everyday. She almost ran outside to the courtyard. These new people we're suffocating her. They all told her how beautiful she looked, in her long satin pink gown. She had ditched her usual attire and had also gone for white satin gloves, and an elegant up do. However now that she was running, her hair was slowly coming out in tendrils.

She quickly found the courtyard, and collapsed on the floor, leaning on the cold stone bench for support. She put her arms on the bench and her head in her arms. She admired the courtyard, how it was so beautiful when bathed in the moons radiance. She slowly broke down, memories gushing and choking her. She did not care about anyone who heard her, or anyone who saw her. Her weakness was exposed. She did not care.

She had nothing anymore.

Suddenly she heard footsteps. She did not care.

She suddenly saw a shadow. She did not care.

She was tired of being of here, being oppressed by all these fears. She felt delicate fingers on her shoulders. She continued crying. She then looked up.

Straight into amber eyes. Her breath got trapped in her. She got bound by the memories she had left behind. Syaoran's eyes asked her questions he didn't voice outloud.

"I'm sure I've seen you before...your eyes..."

He didn't recognise her.

"Who are you?" He couldn't take his eyes off her. She had held him captive, with one mere look of his eyes.

She just looked at him with eyes that told a hundred shattered stories. She got up and walked away from him.

Syaoran felt as if this had happened before, and he would not let his woman get away. Again? He grabbed her hand and held it there. She wasn't resisting.

She was so beautiful, he thought people like these only existed in fairy tales. With her gown flowing on her so elegantly, and her tendrils of hair falling out of her hair and onto her face, her milky skin just glowing like the moon. Her eyes we're like looking into heaven, so green, so pure and so innocent, yet sad. Her tears still fell, only completing this picture of such serene beauty. Her lips, untouched and so pink. He wanted to leave her there undisturbed, just so he could watch, but he wanted to know her, who she was.

"Talk to me, please, I want to know who you are." He pleaded with her. However she just turned around and did something which surprised Syaoran.

She planted her lips very softly on his, her eyes closed. Her hands placed softly on his shoulders, her head tilted up. He breathed in her scent as his eyes slowly closed and welcomed the kissed. All too soon, she pulled away and touched her lips and looked straight into his eyes. She then turned around and ran away from him.

"Goodbye Syaoran," She whispered.

And she was gone.

R+R

Much love, and

Thank you.

God Bless, DEVENISH! hai mazda