Summary:

Sakura was the noble, picture perfect daughter. Syaoran was the spy sent to kill her father. Sakura wants nothing to do with Syaoran. Syaoran can't get enough of Sakura. Sakura thinks he's evil, but then she discovers a secret that makes her rethink her whole life.

Prologue: The Sun Sets Not For One Wolf, but for the Cherry Blossom Tree.

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"Oh, Syaoran!" said a short blonde girl who was jumping up and down happily in a large apartment. "I love it! Oh thank you, thank you!"

A handsome chestnut haired man smiled down at her and proceeded to reply in his deep, suave voice, "I'm glad you think so Ashley. A vacation is exactly what you need."

The happy young girl stopped suddenly, and then looked up at him with her blue, filled with confusion and curiosity. "Syaoran…you're coming with me, aren't you?"

He looked away. "Contrary to what you'd like to believe, Ashley," he said, his cold demeanour taking over, "I am not in love with you."

Her lips began to tremble. "Then why—"

A loud gunshot sounded through the apartment.

"I never fall in love on the job."

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Once upon a time…there was a man who didn't believe in love.

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"Dad!" a pretty brunette said running up to her father. "You came!" She hugged him.

"Of course, Sakura! Now, there is this young fellow I met the other day, and I think he'd make a suitable husband." Her father said, leading her away by the shoulders.

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And there was a girl who was denied love.

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Syaoran watched Kinomoto Fujitaka lead his daughter away. He took a swig from his bottle of beer and wiped his mouth. "This is going to be a tough one, eh Sun?" he said to his brown haired friend.

Sun-Yuan's mouth curved up at the sides in this nice, knowing smile. "I know Kinomoto, and have no history with him. I can convince him to consider you as a suitor to his precious daughter," he said with his animalistic snarl.

Syaoran mirrored his smile. "Sounds like a plan, Sun. Lead the way."

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One day they met under strange circumstances…

And unfortunately, didn't fall in love on the spot.

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Disclaimer: I do not own CCS