SUMMARY!

Sakura Kinomoto is the daughter of the world's richest man. One mournful day, her parents die in a car crash. She inherits everything, and will take over the company at age 18. One fateful day, a manager of a music producing company wants her to work for him. She enters the entertainment world, meeting a mysterious singer named Wolf…

It was a windy day in August. An auburn haired girl could be seen, walking through the fierce winds, clinging on to her coat as if it would fly away any second. She walked toward Royal High, school for the rich and privileged. Sighing as she went, the only wish in her mind was hoping for the day to end. Little did she know what was awaiting her that day.

Three Hours Later:


"Sakura Kinomoto, please come to the office."
An auburn haired girl stood up form her seat and walked out as soon as her name was called. Her best friend looked worriedly after her. As Sakura walked into the office, she opened the door to find a solemn looking principal. She sat down in one of the old green chairs and looked up, waiting for his response.
After a few quiet sighs, he finally talked. "Miss Kinomoto, I have grave news for you. I'm not sure how you're going to talk this, but you're parents died in a car accident this morning."
Sakura stared at him and laughed weakly. "You're kidding me right?"
But the look on the principal's face answered her question.
"Thank you." She said as she ran out of the office, blinking away tears.
She stopped running until she reached her classroom. Her tears were already threatening to spill, but she still walked in. Sakura was able to walk to her desk, but broke down crying on her knees, sobbing next to her best friend, Tomoyo Daidoji.
Tomoyo quickly came to the aid of her friend. She wrapped her arms around her asking, "What's wrong Sakura-chan?"
Sakura cried into Tomoyo's school uniform. "They're dead Tomoyo…My parents are dead…They're all gone…I'm all alone…"
Eyes of students and the teacher watched worriedly as the scene unfolded before them.
Tomoyo felt a wave of shock come over her as she heard the words. Then, Tomoyo felt an extra amount of weight on her. She looked down and saw Sakura had fainted.
"Somebody call 911!" Tomoyo yelled.
Nobody moved.
"Hurry or I swear I will kill all of you!" The black-haired girl growled, her amethyst eyes daring anyone to object.
Everyone whipped out their cell phones, quickly dialing the three 'magical'digits, hoping to escape Tomoyo's wrath. The teacher got the number first. After telling the police the details, she helped carry Sakura to the entrance of the school. The ambulance came three minutes later, taking away the fainted girl and her best friend.
One Week Later:

Much had passed since the death of Sakura's parents. Their funerals were the most painful thing for Sakura. She spent many days of solitude in her room, crying her heart out in her bed. However, today was important. She climbed out of her specially made mattress and walked to her closet. She chose a pair of faded blue jeans and a plain black tank top. She walked into the elevator and pressed the button labeled, "Dining." She walked into the grand room, sat down, and waited for her breakfast to be served. Maids came rushing out, bringing plates of food with them.
This was the everyday life style of Sakura Kinomoto. She wasn't just anyone in the world. She was someone. She was the daughter of the richest man in the world. Due to her parent's death, she was now at the top of the social chain. She had the most power in the world, and was just one step under God. She had everything, the looks, power, and the money. However, she didn't want it. A normal average life was what she wanted to lead.

A 16-story-house was what she called home. Tomoyo Daidoji was her only true friend throughout all the 15 years she had lived. Today wasn't just a normal day though, today was special. The lawyer was coming today to discuss the will of her parents.
After breakfast, Sakura took the elevator and got out on the first floor of the mansion. She walked into the lobby sitting on one of the sofas. She waited for the lawyer to arrive. She closed her eyes, and tried to think about the happy memories she had shared with her parents in her life. A few moments later, she had fallen asleep. She was awoken by her butler, Kamaji, and she grudgingly woke up.
She opened her eyes and saw the family lawyer standing besides Kamaji. "Hello Sakura. I'm very sorry about the death of you parents. But let's get down to business, shall we? Your parent's will is here in my briefcase. Would you like to discuss it here?"
Sakura nodded.
"Help yourself to a seat." The lawyer nodded, obeying her command.
Kamaji bowed, and began to walk away.
"Kamaji!"
Kamaji turned around looking at Sakura.
"Stay with me here. Sit beside me. Please…"
The old butler understood the painful look in her eyes and sat down.
The lawyer cleared his throat and began. After two hours, they were finally done with discussions. The lawyer looked at Sakura and asked, "Do you have any questions regarding the will?"
Sakura's eyes bugged out.
"Of course I do! Now my parents are dead, I inherit everything that is theirs? Their money, the company, EVERYTHING! My god, I'm only 16!"
The lawyer shook his head. "Everything is already in order. You will continue with school. However, extra lessons will be added to your daily schedule. There are more details in the envelope I gave to you earlier. Have a good day."

The lawyer got up and walked out, leaving a distressed Sakura and an amused butler. Sakura opened the envelope and went through its contents. She looked at some pages, regarding the company. She scanned through it, until she came on an interesting looking paragraph.
'Yes! I don't have to become boss of the company! That's Kamaji's job now!' She smiled evilly and handed over the sheets of paper to Kamaji. She took out the page regarding her classes and she nearly fainted. There were more than 100 classes. 'How am I going to do this??? Dancing, sports, art, instruments, self-defense…the list is going on and on! At this rate, I can play a symphony orchestra by myself. I can probably take on the world's #1 boxer and kick his ass! I can probably even enter a professional sports or dancing team. Is there no one sane in this world?'
Sakura took the envelope and gathered its contents. She took her coat and car keys. She was going over the Tomoyo's. She looked back and saw Kamaji looking at the paper with shocked eyes. She grinned to herself and walked out the door. She got into her car and drove to Tomoyo's mansion. She pressed the intercom.
"Hi. This is Sakura Kinomoto, asking permission to enter the Daidoji residence."
A giggle could be heard on the other end. "Permission Granted Milady."
Sakura shook her head and drove in the opening gate.
She parked her car in her own space and walked entered through the back door, scanning her fingerprint before she went in. She walked in and found herself looking at her grinning best friends. Sakura was dragged up 5 fleets of stairs, and was finally able to rest when they reached Tomoyo's room. Sakura handed over the envelope and sat down on Tomoyo's bed. Tomoyo took out the papers, studying them. As she scanned, she took in all the new information. Sakura was now the mistress of the house. She also has access to all the bank accounts. Now her parents were dead, she was now the richest person in the world. 'Wow. I wonder how Sakura feels...' Tomoyo looked over at Sakura then back at the paper. Her eyes caught a certain passage. Tomoyo decided to read it aloud. "With our permission and consent, we hereby allow Sakura Kinomoto to choose her own husband. However, we shall only require one thing. The man she marries must be a blue-blood. If Sakura reaches the age of 20, and is not married, a list of fiancés will be provided, located in paragraph 104 in my will."
Sakura's eyes widened. 'What? I have to get married when I'm 20! In four years too! Yikes…' Sakura looked over at Tomoyo. "You better not try to set me up with someone."
Tomoyo smiled sincerely. "Of course I won't."
Sakura rolled her eyes.
"But you know, I know this really cute guy…I'm just saying…"
Sakura glared at her. "Don't even think about it."
Tomoyo giggled nervously. Then an idea popped in head. She grinned evilly while walking over to her closet. She grabbed a two baseball caps and two pairs of sunglasses. She quickly tied Sakura's hair into a ponytail, and put on the cap. Sunglasses came on next.
Tomoyo did her own disguise as Sakura asked her a question. "Why do I need this?" "Well, we don't want you getting swarmed at the mall again shall we?"
Sakura sweat dropped. "Who said I'm going to the mall? Last time I went, I had to go through hell! You made me change into shirts, tank tops, halter tops, skirts, shorts, jeans and even lingerie. Not to mention putting on and taking off make-up, nail polish, bracelets, rings, earrings, anklets, and more and more jewelry!"
Tomoyo smiled apologetically. "Fine…I'll make a deal with you. If you shop with me, I'll let you go visit your 'guy' stores later ok?"
Sakura considered the deal for a few seconds. "K…"
Tomoyo's eyes lit up and she dragged Sakura down another five fleets of stairs, grabbed her car keys, and went out the door, driving Sakura's car to the mall. As they pulled into the parking lot, Sakura immediately drove to valet parking. She wanted to get Tomoyo's part of the shopping done. She got out of the car, handed the valet dude a twenty dollar bill and walked away with Tomoyo. Both of them blended into the crowd. Tomoyo started pulling Sakura into stores, trying on almost everything she thought Sakura would look good in. Tomoyo bought almost everything Sakura tried on. Store clerks were surprised these average day teens were able to afford all this. Only if they looked at the credit card receipt, they would find out the world's richest person was making these purchases.
After 7 hours of torture, Tomoyo finally called the house, ordering a limo to come pick up the bags. They waited in the back of the mall, where barely anyone was. The limo pulled up and Tomoyo loaded the hundreds of bags into the limo. Tomoyo walked away happily, but Sakura felt sad for the servants.
Sakura walked up to the driver. "Bring them over to my house, k?"
The driver nodded. "I will Miss Kinomoto."
Sakura smiled and ran after Tomoyo.
They re-entered the mall, this time allowing Sakura to lead the way. Sakura walked toward a CD store, hoping to find Linkin Park's newest album. She walked into the store and headed toward a music station. She picked up the huge pair of headphones and put them on. She chose the song the wanted to listen to, and decided to sing along. As she sang quietly, she was completely lost in the song. She was unable to notice a middle-aged man staring at her. When she finished, she felt his eyes staring at her. As the mysterious man walked over, she was unnerved. Did he see through her disguise?
The man stepped in front of Sakura. "What's your name?"
Sakura swallowed. 'I can't tell him my real name…oh well. Let's go Chinese style.' "My name is Ying Fa."
The man smiled. "Well Ying Fa, I think you've got a great voice. If you're ever interested in entering the entertainment world, give me a call."
The man walked away, but not after he handed Sakura his business card.
She read it aloud. "World Records. Boss: Ishimato Damon." Sakura stared at the card hard.
Tomoyo walked over to Sakura. "I think you should take the deal. It's not everyday you get picked to become a singer. Anyways, you got the job offer by yourself. Not because you're the richest PERSON in the world, but because of YOUR amazing voice. If you don't want people at the job to know your real identity, just wear contacts and a wig. And, you also love singing. But if you take the job, I want to be your manager and you clothes and make-up designer."
Sakura was silent for a few moments. "Fine, I'll give him a call later."
Tomoyo grinned. Sakura was defeated once again.
Sakura looked around, her eye finally landing on the album she was looking for. She rushed over to the purchase counter to buy it. She handed her credit card to the sales clerk, happily waiting for her CD. However, using her credit card was a mistake.
As Sakura signed the receipt, the clerk noticed her name. "Oh my gosh! It's Sakura Kinomoto! Can I have your autograph?"
Sakura's eye locked with Tomoyo's questioning ones. "My name is on the receipt! Tomoyo let's go!"
Both girls ran toward the exit, looking for a place to hide. For five minutes, they ran all over the mall, looking for a way out. Then, they heard more screaming. They looked up and saw two guys being chased also. The four crashed into each other, causing two pairs of wigs, two caps, and four sunglasses to fall to the floor. As if it was a matter of life and death, they helped each other into a dark store. As the four panted and finally caught their breath, they looked at each other. Emerald met amber and amethyst met blue for the first time.
The amber-eyed man introduced himself first. "My name is Syaoran Li. I am the richest guy in the world."
Sakura rolled her yes. She held her thumbs up sarcastically.
"Nice to meet you ladies. My name is Eriol Hiiragizawa. I'm am currently the second richest man in the world. I am also the cousin of this rude dude over here. I sincerely apologize for him."
Sakura laughed. "Hi. It's nice to meet you too. My name is Sakura Kinomoto. I am the richest person in the world."
Tomoyo followed after. "It's nice to meet you two also. My name is Tomoyo Daidoji, and I am the richest girl in the world."

Tomoyo looked at the time. "Well anyway, we've got to go. Maybe we'll see each other again. We probably will, since Sakura is hosting a party for the rich society people soon. Bye!"
Sakura followed after Tomoyo into the crowd, pulling both their jacket hoods up before disappearing.

Syaoran's POV:

"What does she mean by being the richest 'person' in the world? And Daidoji was the richest girl in the world. And I'm the richest guy…Is she richer than all of us?"
Eriol shrugged. "Why don't you Google her? She's 'someone' in this world."
I nodded. "Yeah…It's also time for us to go home."
After driving back to my mansion, I went up to my room and went onto the internet. I typed in her name, and there were so many files found. Even more than me! Who was she? I clicked on the most recent one. It was a news file.
Wow…her parents just died in a car accident last week. I went back and clicked on more things. Ok, this is weird. Before, she was the daughter of the richest person in the world. But now her parents were dead, and she's the heir, so she inherited everything. She's almost like Eriol and I. Both of our parents are dead, and we took on the family business. I know how she feels.
Well, time to look up the Daidoji girl. She didn't have as many files, but she also is the only one left. No parents or siblings. Just Kinomoto as a best friend. Wow. What is the deal with rich people having no parents? Ok…Daidoji also has her own line of clothes. So, a clothing designer huh? Not bad…I have to admit, she's got a good sense of taste. I started browsing through more documentaries before a thought crossed my mind. Wait a second…

I clicked the back button. If her parents were dead, Sakura won't be allowed to inherit the company until she's eighteen. Then who took on the family business? Oh…her butler did. God, I am so bored…maybe I should just check my mail.
I walked downstairs and went to the living room. The letters for today were stacked neatly on a table. Wei must have dropped it off. I flipped through it and my eye caught a fancy blue envelope. I opened it. It read:

Dear Mr. Li,

You are cordially invited to a party for Ms. Sakura Kinomoto. It is strictly a black tie event. Entrance prior to invitation. This party will take place at my mansion. The celebration will take place on Sep 22, at 8:00 pm.

-Ms. Sakura Kinomoto

'Ok...a party. So this was what Daidoji was talking about. The twenty-second…tomorrow? Wow…that's pretty fast. Oh well….'
"Wei!"
An elderly man popped out of a door. "Yes Master Li?"
I looked at my butler. "Have a suit tailored for me today. I need it by tomorrow. There's a party I'm invited to."
Wei raised his eyebrows. "Who is hosting it?"
"Sakura Kinomoto."
"Ah…poor girl. Her parents died just last week. Although, she is very pretty…"
I felt an amused expression break my normally stoic facade as Wei walked away. 'Okay…he better not be suggesting anything.'

Sakura's House:
Sakura picked up her cell phone. She dialed the number from the business card given to her by Damon Ishimato. She heard a woman on the other line when someone picked up.
"Hello? Mr. Ishimato's secretary, who is calling?"
Sakura professionally answered, "Hi. Mr. Ishimato asked me call him. It would be great if you connected me to him."
The secretary made an uncertain response. "May I ask your name?"
Sakura replied, "Ying-Fa." The secretary checked the appointment list for today. "I'm sorry Ms. Ying-Fa. You're not on the list for appointments."
Sakura sighed impatiently. "Just tell Mr. Ishimato right now that I am calling him, would you please?"
Sakura was running out of patience, and the secretary could tell. "Please hold."
The secretary dialed another line.
"What is it?"
"There's a girl named Ying-Fa calling for you."
"What? Connect her to me immediately!"
"Yes sir." The secretary connected the two lines and hung up.

"Hello?" Damon Ishimato asked breathlessly. Did Ying-Fa reconsider his offer?
"Hi, this is Ying-Fa. Is this Mr. Ishimato?" Sakura asked.
"Yes. So, are you interested in becoming a star?" Damon squealed mentally. 'YES!'

"I have made my decision. However, there are some things I would like to discuss with you. Also bring the business papers. Meet me at Café Momo on Momo Street. I'll be wearing a white sweater with jeans. I'll see you there in half an hour. Good-bye." Sakura said.
Damon stared at the phone. He looked at his watch. It was 5:30. Damon rushed out of the office, down the elevator, into his car, and began driving toward Café Momo.
As he walked in, he immediately checked his watch. 5:45. Right on the dot. He looked around and spotted a girl waving at him. He walked toward her and sat down.
"Anything you want to order?"
Damon shook his head.
"Ok. Let's get down to business. But before we start signing contracts and release papers, I have a question for you. Do you really want me in your company?"
Damon nodded.
"Fine. But let me tell you something. You're getting yourself into something big, very big."
Damon raised his eyebrows. "I'm not sure what you mean, Ms. Ying-Fa."
Sakura pushed back the urge to roll her eyes. "I just want one deal. Never ask who I really am. I will only allow you to release my name. However, I will not let my last name or my background be known. If you can go with these rules, I'll become a singer under your company."
Damon looked at Sakura's serious expression. 'This can be a big hit. I can just imagine the headlines of the newspaper: The mysterious star! She got the voice, the looks and maybe the money. The superstar the world has been waiting for, after Wolf of course.'
Damon finally opened his mouth. "I agree. Welcome into the entertainment business, Ying-Fa."
He reached out his hand. "No, welcome into the world of mystery."
Sakura smiled mysteriously. Damon couldn't help but think, 'She's just like Wolf…they both want to hide themselves. They're both mysteries to me…oh well.'
Damon took out the papers from his briefcases and indicated where Sakura should sign.
After signing the papers, Sakura looked at Damon. "Oh, I already have a manager, a clothing designer, and a make-up artist. You can provide the rest of the employees if you want."
Damon handed her a piece of paper. "That is your schedule for tomorrow. We'll start recording your first single tomorrow. We'll release it after it's done. If it's a big hit, we'll let you record with Wolf, the top singer right now. If that is a success, we'll make a music video. This'll probably make you more famous. Oh, and please call me Damon from now on."
Sakura nodded and stood up. "Great and I'll probably be able to score some deals for broadcasting with some companies. I'll get the deals, but how I do it is private. Oh and Damon, if you're wondering, I do have the money. Lots of it."
Sakura smiled grimly and walked out. Damon looked at Sakura as she walked out. 'What a mystery. She's just like Wolf. Wolf was also a big hit since nobody knew who he was. Ying-Fa would probably have the same result, possibly even a bit bigger.' Damon got up and also walked out, buying a cup of mocha on the way.

AN: You can probably guess who Wolf is. LOL. :D Next Chapter coming soon!