A/N: Hey all you peoples! I know that I should really be working on my HP humor story and my homework, but who wants to do that when they have a great story idea. My New Years Resolution was to post a chapter at least once every two weeks, but I don't think I'll be able to keep it. I have trouble sitting down to type and on top of that add writer's block and no time and you could pretty much see why I don't have any thing posted. Anyway, please read and review this. If you like, please tell through review and even email (that might get my rear in gear and write). Email is on author profile. I think it sucks but its my attempt at SxS. I know that they're a lot of these on the net, but this is an interesting one. Oh well, we'll just see how it turns out. I sorta know the plot so I think it'll be on the Summary thingy on FF.N.

Disclaimer: I don't own CCS. Any person who thought that must be out of their minds. Why would I be even writing on FF.N if I did own it? Why would any one actually want to sue me? No money all you'll get is my cat. Disclaimers are a total waste of time and most of the time people just totally disregard them so I just think, why bother to go through all this trouble to write one? I think I'm getting a little carried away so no more.

Another A/N: I want everyone to read my HP story since I like writing it (my friends like tohelp me write it). If you don't like HP then that's fine too. Just totally disregard this note. And also go read some of Mirkana Falcon's work. No don't go now. Read this first then go and read them.

Dedication: I dedicate this story to Little Red Dragon. She got me hooked on ExT stories, so thanks to her, I wrote this and I might write an ExT. She has a story up that is really good so go check it AFTER you read this. Without further notes, on with the story.

THE MUSIC BOX


Chapter 1: Wait for me

Tears filled Sakura's eyes, but she didn't care. Her brother once scolded her that crying is showing weakness, and you must never show weakness to the public. It was un-Japanese, he once called it (I'm Japanese American, but my mother gave me this lesson once. I caused a huge scene and really embarrassed her and this is what she told me about crying in front of people and causing scenes. Quite frankly, I see a lot of Japanese people do this but she seems convinced that since her parents say so, it must be un-Japanese. Anyway, I think I'm going off topic here. On with the story). But she didn't care. She was going to watch one of the most important people walk out of her life, though he repeatedly tried to convince him that he was only going to do so for a short period of time.

"One year at the longest," she heard him say. "I'll be back sooner than you'll know. Please wait for me." As he finished his pleading, he reached into his bag and handed her a small music box with a small key. Then he pulled out a matching one along with a key. They were identical except in colors. They all had patterns of the bears that were exchanged a few months before painted on it, along with a few gems.

"This is a gift. For you. It'll remind you that I'll come back to be with you. It'll remind you to wait for me and you'll always be the one and only for me. Please Sakura, please say you'll wait for me," his voice pleaded with her. "Please take this."

She took the music box. "Thank you Syaoran-kun. May I play it?" she asked him, her voice choked with emotion.

"Yes, you may. In fact I insist," he told her gently.

Sakura eyed the box carefully. It must have cost him a fortune to get this made. The drawings looked almost real and the gems blended into the surface beautifully. He held his in his hands while she held hers. His was a beautiful dark green color while hers was a brilliant, but soft pink color. Emeralds shone on his while pink tourmalines were embedded carefully on hers. This made her eyes fill up with more tears, eventually making them spill over.

Her eyes glistened like the emeralds on Syaoran's music box as she took the key from him and held it. She examined it closely, looking for a place where she could stick the key in to it, so she could make it play. She found it. It was in the back of it, clearly marked for her to see. She carefully put the key in the slot and turned the key until it could turn no more.

The top of the music box opened to reveal a guy, who had a resemblance so close to Syaoran that it had to be him that she saw, giving a girl, who looked strangely like Sakura, a flower that looked like a cherry blossom. The music that was played tinkled with the sound of chimes that is usually found in music boxes.

It took awhile for her to recognize the song that was played, but once she recognized it, she had no doubts that it was that song.

"That's our song," Sakura whispered, "our lullaby."

"That's right. I give this to you to remind you to please wait for me," he repeated.

"We are now admitting boarding of Flight 649 departing for Hong Kong," a flight attendant voice cut in.

"I have to go soon. Please tell me now, that you love me. Tell me that you'll wait for me. Promise me please," Syaoran's voice pleaded desperately.

"Syaoran-kun, please don't do this. You sound as if that you won't be back for a long time now," Sakura said sadly.

"Please Sakura. Not now, just promise me. Before I go," Syaoran pleaded even harder.

There was a long pause. Sakura drew up enough courage and will then took in a deep breath. "I love you. And I always will," Sakura started.

"Last call for Flight 649 departing for Hong Kong," the flight attendant's voice rang out once again.

"I have to go." Syaoran started to leave.

"Please don't!" Sakura cried desperately.

"I'm sorry but I have to. I promise I'll be back." Syaoran walked back to her and gave her a hug. Then he bent down and gave her a long lingering kiss. The world faded away for just that second and it was just she and he and nothing else in the world seemed to matter.

Sakura held him like she could never let go. She hoped that if she held on to him, he would stay with her in Japan, he wouldn't have to leave for Hong Kong, and that he will be there to love her forever. But that could never be possible.

He pulled away from her. "I love you," he whispered to her as he started to lose himself in her emerald eyes for the last time for a while.

"I'll always love you Syaoran. Remember that. I'll miss you."

Syaoran smiled as he walked onto the boarding tunnel thingy (sorry, I have no idea what the heck that thing is called. I just think that they're cool to walk in.)

Sakura walked over to the window and looked at the plane. The plane, after a long period of time that Sakura assumed that was used to inform the passengers of safety information and stuff like that, the plane started to move down the run way and took off toward Hong Kong.

"I'll always wait for you. No matter how long I will have to," she whispered gravely to herself.

That was the last time that she saw Syaoran.

She kept in touch with the Li family for a few months but eventually lost touch. She waited everyday for a call that Syaoran would return.

A year passed by.

Then two.

Then four.

Sakura still waited for him. But now she was a beautiful, confident sixteen-year-old. She was still late on occasions, and still had trouble with math. She practiced her magic often, never knowing when something bad could happened to her, and excelled in her cheerleading.

She never forgot Syaoran. She still had a flicker of hope that he was still out there, waiting for the day that he could return to her and they would be together again.

No this not the end, but merely the beginning

So, what you all think so far? I'll continue it if I get enough reviews. If I don't get a certain number of reviews, I probably won't continue for awhile, but if it's very popular, then I'll have to get the next part out as soon as I can. My plot still has a few bugs so as always, it might take me a while to post the next chapter. Also since I'm working on my Harry Potter original story (please read that, I think it's actually better than this story), I will alternate which I write. I'll try to write more, but I have a limited amount of time so please bear with me.

Anyway, please review and if you beg me (in review and through email) I might even get the next part later this month.

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