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Rating: M for language and mature themes.
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Dreams In A Destiny………A child's honey brown hair was tied up in a perfect bun. Her feet were covered with gentle pink ballet shoes. Her tutu was the same pink. She gracefully stepped onto the stage, beginning her graceful dance.
Then every evolved before her eyes. She wasn't a child, she was a woman. She had a silk dance dress on, the same gentle pink. She stepped forward again onto the stage. Before her on the stage was a man. A man with strong amber eyes that she looked at with her dreamy emeralds. He had dance clothes on as well. He raised an arm towards her, the music going flowing through the air to her ears. He opened his mouth…
Have you ever seen such a beautiful night?………She opened her own mouth, words she did not know came out along with the tune.
I could almost kiss the stars for shining so bright….
The handsome face with amber eyes smiled and sang on.
When I see you smiling I go Oh, oh oh….
She smiled too and walked to him singing.
I would never want to miss this…….
She reached his out stretched arm and placed her hand into his. He gently led her forward.
In my heart I know what this is……
She sang….
This is what dreams are made of….
He sang….
This is what dreams are made of….
They sang together….
I've got… somewhere I belong…I've got somebody to love..This is what dre-ams…are made of……………
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Sakura woke up with a start. She bolted up, smashing her alarm clock violently.
That dream again….I remember I did ballet when I was little but… that guy? She thought groggily. She shook her head and yawned. Better not think about it now…..
Her hair was all over the place and she had bags under her eyes. She turned her head and looked at her mirror.
She saw her usual, after party look. Her pink silk pjs smelling like rotten fish and her hair in EXTRA messy knots.
"Oh hell…." She groaned and jumped out of her cardcaptor sheeted bed.
She ran down the corridor towards the bathroom she and her brother shared. She collided with him and let out a very loud 'OW!'.
"Watch it kajuu, you don't wanna look worst then you already look," laughed Touya who Sakura swore since 8 years old, could be from another planet without his birth certificate.
"Oh give me a break onii-chan!" she exclaimed and barged into the bathroom.
She did her morning usuals then rushed back into the bedroom. If you looked more at her room, you would realise she was actually a pretty neat 17 year old. He clothes were all mostly neatly folded in her wardrobes and her desk and other surfaces were also clean and neat. Most things of course was that gentle shade pink.
Sakura grabbed her cheerleading uniform and shoved it on. She looked in the mirror and adjusted it. She grabbed her school uniform and shoved it into her pink bag pack. After checking she had everything from her room for school, she dumped it next to her bedroom door. Then she grabbed her comb and got to work. She managed to get all the knots out in 5 minutes and combed it slick straight. Her shiny, smooth hair was layered and had a fringe at the front. Sakura smiled and placed her comb down looking at herself for a last time. She saw her bags underneath her eyes had disappeared and she looked refreshed and ready to go.
She grabbed white socks and put them on.
"SAKURA! BREAKFAST'S GETTING COLD!"
"COMING ONII-CHAN!" shouted Sakura back. She grabbed her bag pack from the door and ran down the stairs full speed.
She dumped her bag again, near the front door and settled herself in the kitchen. Her father, brother was already eating their breakfast of pancakes. She got some herself and tucked in.
"Need a ride today?" asked Fujitaka Kinomoto.
"Nope. Thanks anyway otou-san. I've got a ride with Hiro," smiled Sakura and placed her fork down.
"Hiro Yagisuu?" said Touya who was reading the paper. He closed it with a frown. "Sakura, I don't think he—"
"Touya I'm not dating him," Sakura said rolling her eyes. "We're just good friends. He's only taking me cause he's got basketball practice and I've got cheerleading practice."
Fujitaka chuckled.
"Don't worry about him Sakura. Touya is just very protective," he said to his daughter and stirred his coffee.
"Hai, very," sighed Sakura.
"Hey! It's for your own good kajuu—" began Touya shaking his fist anime style.
BEEEEPPP BEEEEPPP
"JA MATA!" laughed Sakura and ran out of the kitchen. She grabbed her bag pack, slipping into her cheerleading trainers, still hearing the shouts of Touya.
She opened the door swiftly and closed it. She walked up the path to the gate. On the road was a jet black Ferrari. A handsome guy with fiery orange hair and dark eyes sat in the drivers seat.
Sakura smiled at him as she walked through the gate to the car.
"Morning Cherry blossom," he smiled charmingly hand on wheel. He had the basketball uniform on. A silver tunic with black writing and lining. He was a speedy number 13 with a strip saying 'Yagisuu' on top.
"Morning," replied Sakura. The car was on a small cliff. Sakura's house was located on a small cliff above a beach. It wasn't a mansion but it was a beautiful house with balcony view of the sea.
This morning there was a slight wind that Sakura loved. Sakura turned her head to look out to the sea, over the cliff. She heard the slight sound of seagulls and waves.
"I see you can't wait till surfs up in the hols?" smirked Hiro.
Sakura turned back to him and smiled her pretty smiled.
"It's beautiful that's all," she said and walked over to the passenger seat, hopping in without opening the car door.
"Wow, nice undies," chuckled Hiro.
Sakura went red and smacked him in the arm.
"Hentai!"
"Hey! I'm kidding," laughed Hiro. "But you know you love it." He leaned in n pecked her on the cheek.
Sakura raised her eyebrows at him.
"What was that for?" she giggled.
"For being beautiful," replied Hiro. "Better get going, or we're going to be late for practice." Sakura laughed. Ever since she's met him in the first year of high school, they've been great friends. She knew somewhere in her heart she had a thing for him and he did too. But she also knew it was going to take time for them to find it.
Hiro thrived the engine and they were off, leaving the morning scene of the beach behind.
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"SAKU!"
Sakura laughed and ran to her pretty blue-haired friend that was doing the same. They embraced giggling.
"Tomoyo," laughed Sakura. Then she dropped her voice. "How was the date?"
Tomoyo went red. Sakura giggled.
"OK OK, you can tell me later when you come over," smiled Sakura. "But you have to spill!"
"Alright," sighed Tomoyo. "Hey, how was practice?"
"It was cool. We're finishing up our new routine for the match this Saturday. Chiharu, Naoko and I managed to do the triangle balance."
"Sugoii (fantastic)! Where are those two anyway?"
"Oh, they say to go first cause they needed to do something. I think they're flirting with Yamazaki and Jimbo form the basketball team," giggled Sakura. Tomoyo giggled as well and nodded. "So I walked with Hiro up to school first."
"Mmm…Hiro?" smiled Tomoyo and stared at Sakura.
It all seemed a bit clueless to Sakura, but it wasn't to the school. Hiro wasn't just any other guy in the school. He was one of the high school heart throbs. Champ on the basketball team, great looks, nice personality and most important to most girls, rich. Sakura wasn't just any other girl either. Along with most of her girlfriends, she was a beauty in the school. She was cheerleading captain, beautiful, nice and smart. She wasn't on the top for popularity but she was still well known. To everyone in the school, Hiro and Sakura was a perfect match.
Sakura sweat dropped.
"Um, Tomoyo, I don't like that face," she said. "You had that face every time your taping something…"
"You've been with Hiro since…. Year 8 is it? It's year 12 now," giggled Tomoyo with a small evil tone.
"Errrr….." said Sakura. "You know, we're going to be late for our first class. We need to get going."
She hurried into the school with Tomoyo complaining.
"OH SAKURA! Stop running!" laughed Tomoyo and ran after her.
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"Yo Hiro," said Jimbo, a purple eyed cutey with spiked black hair. He's left ear had 4 silver studs. He opened his locker, putting his sport bag in.
"Yo," said Hiro collecting his maths book from his locker, next to Jimbo's.
"Who's playing front on Sat?" asked Jimbo collecting his history books.
"Ah, well it's a tough decision. All of yous are so friggin good," chuckled Hiro.
"Hey, that's for beating me to captain," laughed Jimbo.
Hiro laughed and closed his locker shut.
"You up for it?" he asked with a smirk.
"Front?" said Jimbo returning the smirk. "Sure thing."
Hiro nodded and they did their mate handshake. (A/N: If you've ever watched A Walk To Remember, its like the handshake that Brandon and he's best mate does )
"Ja," said Jimbo.
"Ja," said Hiro walking to his worst subject, maths.
Oh well, at least I know Saku's just as bad, he thought. Sakura was never off his mind. She was always on his mind that he didn't even know it.
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"So it's England or Japan?" said a blue-eyed, blue-haired hotty. He sat on his midnight blue sheeted bed, arms leaning on his knees. "GREAT choices."
"Yep. English or Japanese. I'm crap at both," sighed an amber eyed equally hot guy. He had chocolate brown hair that was slightly messy but added to his handsome features. He sat on an office chair with his front leaning on the back of the chair, legs out.
"Aunt Yelan really wants to transfer us from Hong Kong. I thought it was just an 'idea'."
"You know my mom. She's working all over the place and she obviously wants us to move too."
"But Xiao Lang, don't you find it just a bit weird? You're mom always work away but she's never asked US to move."
Syaoran didn't answer, giving an awkward silence.
"Hey, give me some reaction here!" exclaimed Eriol.
"What? She's like, your mom too," said Syaoran hands up.
"Yeah, but not biologically."
"Adopted children can still get close to their foster parents," smirked Syaoran.
Eriol sighed. He and Syaoran were like biological brothers even though they weren't. He was adopted at 4 years old by the Li family because they thought Syaoran would be bored with 3 sisters. They did get along very well but Eriol never forgot the fact he wasn't a real son of the Li even though he was treated like one. Though of course, Syaoran got the better of things. But he generally never let it get to him.
"Well, which one are we choosing?" Eriol asked. "It shouldn't be so hard. We only have a third of a year to go."
"Yeah. But you forgot uni," said Syaoran. Eriol rolled his eyes. Syaoran laughed. "OK OK. I don't like English."
"Japan it is then. You know which part of Japan we're heading?"
"Not sure. Mom said there's a beach in the neighbourhood but the city's heaps near," said Syaoran standing up.
"Really. Hot chicks to chase then," smirked Eriol.
"uh-huh," nodded Syaoran. "We're leaving next week. So do all you need to do before then. We might not come back…"
"Great," said Eriol and rubbed his forehead. "Night."
"Night, better not wake up late. We still have that two days of school at Hong Kong High," said Syaoran and went out the door.
Eriol lay down onto his bed, looking up at his room's ceiling. It was covered with glow in the dark stars that he and Syaoran had put up for both of their rooms. They had got into heaps of trouble for using the ladder and Kugoran Li, Syaoran's father who had divorced Yelan when the boys were 10 years old, paid people to come and put the stars on 'professionally'. He chuckled silently at the memory.
Things just get more depressing as we get older, he thought. Is Japan going to give us a new start…or more pain?
He gave a long sigh and stretched he's muscled arms. He reached to his black bedside table (as you should know, most things in Eriol's room is dark colours) and picked up a manga (Jap comic).
"Good old comics. I can trust you to have good stuff," he said to himself and started to read.
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Syaoran chomped on his toast as he poured himself milk. Yelan sat opposite him reading the Hong Kong daily wearing an elegant red business uniform. Red blazer, skirt and black stockings. Her hair was in a high, long and swift pony tail.
"Where's Eriol, Xiao Lang?" she asked as she delicately sipped her black coffee.
Syaoran gulped down his milk as he looked at his watch. He finished it with a sigh, still looking at it.
"He should be coming…right about…now."
Eriol flew into the dining room, white shirt buttons askew and tie flying around his neck.
"Morning Aunty Yelan, morning Xiao Lang," huffed Eriol, sitting down, doing his tie hurriedly.
"Mmm…I see you have the right black school pants on today," smirked Syaoran. Eriol gave him a warning look.
Yelan kept reading her paper and sipping her coffee.
"Morning dear. Do your buttons properly," said Yelan not taking her eyes off the paper.
"Oh," said Eriol and hurriedly did his buttons.
Syaoran looked at his watch again.
"5 minutes till fist bell," he said getting up. "Stella."
A maid came forward and handed him he's bag and car keys.
Eriol grabbed a piece of toast and stuffed it into his mouth. He grabbed another piece and got up as well.
"Ella my uff oo anx," he said with a mouthful of toast.
Stella handed the same things to Eriol.
"Bye Mom!" said Syaoran and ran out.
"Bye Xiao Lang."
"Bye unmt élan," said Eriol.
"Bye Eriol, don't speak with your mouthful."
Eriol rushed out. The two boys ran to the back of the mansion they lived in. On the back road, which they owned were two sport cars. One a slick midnight blue and the other a royal shade of green.
The two jumped over the low black gate and into their cars. Their movements were very swift as they put the keys in and thrived their engines. Syaoran who was parked behind Eriol drove to beside him. He put down the window.
"Last record to school was 4 minutes. Let's see if we can make it 3," he said.
"Right. Race ya there," smirked Eriol who had finished his toast. He took off, practically leaving Syaoran in the dust.
"Ah that cheater," growled Syaoran and took off himself.
Within minutes the two were head to head on the main road. They raced nearly at full speed through the streets. They came across a red light and both of them braked instantly, making their tires squeal. They were side by side.
"Don't want our license to be taken do we?" smirked Syaoran at Eriol who laughed.
"Yep. We're missing something thought," he said. He reached out to the car stereo and turned it up at full blast. I Like That by Houston pumped through the air. "Music Please!"
The lights turn green and the two sped off again at full speed, leaving EVERYONE in the area in dust.
"DAMN RICH KIDS!" yelled a man in an old brown junker.
Syaoran and Eriol didn't care less.
That's the first chapter! It's more of an introduction to the story. Not much happening yet, just letting the characters out. I hope it was still a good read! Please REVIEW! On next chapter, Sakura and Syaoran are gonna meet! So keep reading and telling me how you liked it! )….I'll update as soon as I can! I won't dump the story just like that….well…that's if I get reviews… see you soon!
Angol
