Me: Ahhhh. A shiny new fanfic. I know I should update my other ones but I
have many ideas in my head for this one. It's also my first Card Captors
fanfic.
Kero: Hey!!! How come I'm not in it!!!
Me: Cause it's not set in the TV storyline. It's just a nice fanfic involving the characters.
Kero: But I wanna be in it!!!
Me: Look. How about you just sit here with me and eat pudding?
Kero: I can live with that.
Me: Okay.role opening credits.
Kero: This fanfic was written and directed by Keyo, produced by Red Angel of Hope Inc.
Me: All things in this fanfic do not belong to me except for the original characters.
Kero: And quotation marks [ " ] mean speech. Inverted comas [ ' ] equal thoughts when free standing, or sarcasm when included in speech or text.
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Chapter 1 - New Town, New School and Li.
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17 year old Sakura Kinomoto lay sprawled out on her bed, her auburn hair scattered around her while her emerald green eyes gazed at the white ceiling. The new town was alright. . . .She did miss the lively atmosphere of Tokyo, but this town's slower pace of life was very refreshing. She leaned over and picked her tabby cat Kero off the ground and began to scratch him behind the ears. The old cat purred and lay down to sleep. Sakura decided she should do the same. She would be starting her new school tomorrow and didn't want to be late. As it was with her though, she was. She had overslept, almost missed the bus and despite being given a map of the school, had succeeded in getter herself lost. She ran along the corridors, looking desperately for the right room, clutched in her hands were her new textbooks; she hadn't found the time to put them in her new locker. . .if she could ever find that either. Her navy blue tie flapped wildly as she ran, and she was constantly worried that her hat would come flying off (same hat as worn in the elementary school in the series). Her black skirt swung haphazardly around her legs and she hoped she wasn't crumpling her white shirt or navy waistcoat. Suddenly she collided with something and went sprawling to the floor, books scattering everywhere.
17 year old Li Syaoran was the bottom rung of the high school. He had no friends, and no life. All the way through school he had been the target of every known bully. His parents died in a car crash when he was only six. His sister had been taking care of him since. His family had also once been part of a powerful clan back in China, but the clan had fallen into dishonour, and the kids around here loved to rub it in his face. To make matters worse, he was running late. Not that he really cared anymore. On his back he wore a red hiking bag. He hated using his locker, as he knew people were just waiting for a chance to dump something in it, or fill it with water to wreck his stuff or some kinda crap. The cuffs of his black shirt swung freely about his wrists as he walked, as the buttons were not done. The pockets of his black trousers were laden with their usual load of stationary and keys, his black shoes 'tapped' the floor with each step and his tie bounced on his chest in rhythm with his steps, as did the navy blue fleece around his waist. His mud brown hair looked, as usual, as if it had never even heard of a comb before, and his mud brown eyes bore their usual sorrow and lack of purpose. As he turned the corner, he had a brief moment to see the figure charging towards him before she ran straight into him, knocking him to the ground. He began to scrabble about, gathering her books for her. He had learnt his place, the bottom. And he knew that whoever it was would probably be up and yelling at him in a matter of seconds.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." He practically grovelled as he picked up the text books, not looking up at the student.
Sakura didn't know how to react. She had been about to apologise when the guy she had ran into began to practically grovel before her. She knelt down to help him up.
"No. I'm sorry. It was my fault; I wasn't looking where I was going."
Li was dumbstruck. Not in his entire school life had anyone apologised to him. It was always 'Look where you're going Syaoran you fuck face' or 'Look what you did Syaoran you ass.' No matter whether it was always his fault or not; He looked into the girls face, he knew every face in this school, but hers was alien to him. And very beautiful. . .He quickly banished that thought and the ones spawning from it out of his mind. His place was on the bottom. This girl was new here, but soon enough she would join on to a group and either grow to hate him as a loser, or forget his existence entirely. He could only hope it was the latter.
"Ummm. . .I was wandering, do you know where room 33 is?" Sakura asked nervously.
Li nodded.
"I'm going there too. Just follow me." Li turned and started walking.
'Just remember Li, you're the bottom rung. She'll soon forget who you are.' He sighed submitting to the voice.
Sakura's mind however was buzzing with many thoughts. 'What's with that guy? He looks kinda sad. Why was he apologising when it was my fault? Y'know. . .He's kinda cute. . ." She shook that last thought out oh her head, she had only just ran into the guy, literally. As they drew close to room 33, Sakura noticed that the guy was still carrying her books.
"Oh I'm sorry! I forgot you had those!" Sakura cried taking the books from Li.
Li hadn't noticed either, quite used to playing pack horse after a collision. The pair entered the classroom; Li holding the door open for Sakura as she then headed for the teachers desk and he for his seat. Li sat in the back row beside the window. The seats directly in front of him and beside him were empty; after all, no-one wants to sit next to a loser. Li gazed out the window. It was starting to rain. He sighed; he would be forced to sit inside for lunch then. He turned his attention to the front of the class as he heard the teacher begin to speak.
"Everyone! This is Sakura Kinomoto, a new student from Tokyo. I want you to be sure to welcome her to the school."
Li noticed Sakura blush as a few of the guys in the classroom let out cat calls amongst the usual barrage of 'hellos'. He soon returned his attention to the window. He uttered Sakura's name once. So that was the name of the first person to give him any respect in this school. 'She'll forget you soon enough' the voice in his head whispered. Li sighed, wanting to ignore it. His head snapped round, however, when he heard the chair in front of him being scrapped across the tiles on the floor. 'What the hell?!' His mind yelled. 'Why was she sitting there? Doesn't she know that near me is not the place to sit?!'
Sakura could feel her cheeks burn as some of the guys in the classroom gave out cat calls. God! Was that lust in their eyes?
"Okay Sakura, take one of the empty chairs so I can take the register."
Sakura looked over the classroom. A lot of the guys were pointing to empty seats next to them, the creepy lustful look in their eyes. She noticed though, that the seats next to the boy from earlier were empty, she saw him looking at him, his eyes seemed to be sad rather than lustful, and the seat in front of him was surrounded by girls! She quickly made her way across to the seat and dumped her weighty books on the desk and scrapped back the chair, welcoming the sensation of sitting down. A few people were giving her odd looks, but she didn't notice.
'Okay Li, calm down. She probably just went for that seat because it was next to a window and around girls; she probably didn't even notice you.' The voice in Li's mind babbled. The teacher began to take the register and the class's attention became focused on her momentarily. Li's heart almost stopped when Sakura turned around to talk to him. 'She's actually going to talk to me?!?'
"Hey. . .Ummm. . .I forgot to say 'thank you' earlier. Y'know, for helping me get here, and ummm. . .y'know. . .Carrying my books. I'm Sakura." Her voice was low and whispered, enough so that only Li could hear her.
She put her hand forward for him to shake. Li glanced at the rest of the class nervously, glad that they were looking at the teacher. If anyone saw her doing this she would be branded a social outcast like him forever. He stretched his own, slightly shaking, hand forward to accept hers.
"Li. Li Syaoran."
'Man! Her hands are so soft.' 'Whoa! His hands are so rough.'
The teacher finished reading out the notices and turned her attention to planning the lessons she'd have to teach today. Most of the class began to swarm Sakura's desk. A few students 'accidentally' knocking into Li as the crowded round. Sakura found herself bombarded with questions. Some decent ones such as; "Hey! What's Tokyo like?" Or "Need help finding your classes?" Some stupid ones such as; "Hey there cutie, wanna date?" And some she didn't understand. Usually about Li; "Why'd you pick a seat next to that loser Li?" "Hey, why not move away from that loser and come sit near me?" Sakura found her head spinning from the multiple voices hurling queries at her, and was glad when the bell rang so she could leave. As she did, she noticed from the corner of her eye some of the boys from the class pushing Li into a wall and then tripping him up so he fell to the floor. She wanted to go back and help him up, but found herself getting swept along with the flow of students.
Li uttered some curses as he pulled himself off the floor and dusted himself off. He looked up and saw a flash of Sakura's emerald eyes before she vanished around the corner. He looked down at his right hand, with which he had shaken Sakura's, then thrust it into his pocket as he made his way towards history class, his fringe hiding his sad eyes as he tried not to remember the soft feel of Sakura's hand or the scent of cherry blossom she carried with her.
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Kero: YOU MEAN YOU'RE PUTTING LI IN THIS FANFIC BUT NOT ME! ! !
Me: Calm down Kero! At least the cat's got your name, and you get pudding.
Kero: True.
Me: Love it? Hate it? Please review. And whoever can tell me how to change my e-mail setting on this site will get their name included in the next chapter.
Kero: Why?
Me: Cause I've got a new address, meaning all my review alerts go to the wrong place.
Kero: Ohhh.
Kero: Hey!!! How come I'm not in it!!!
Me: Cause it's not set in the TV storyline. It's just a nice fanfic involving the characters.
Kero: But I wanna be in it!!!
Me: Look. How about you just sit here with me and eat pudding?
Kero: I can live with that.
Me: Okay.role opening credits.
Kero: This fanfic was written and directed by Keyo, produced by Red Angel of Hope Inc.
Me: All things in this fanfic do not belong to me except for the original characters.
Kero: And quotation marks [ " ] mean speech. Inverted comas [ ' ] equal thoughts when free standing, or sarcasm when included in speech or text.
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Chapter 1 - New Town, New School and Li.
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17 year old Sakura Kinomoto lay sprawled out on her bed, her auburn hair scattered around her while her emerald green eyes gazed at the white ceiling. The new town was alright. . . .She did miss the lively atmosphere of Tokyo, but this town's slower pace of life was very refreshing. She leaned over and picked her tabby cat Kero off the ground and began to scratch him behind the ears. The old cat purred and lay down to sleep. Sakura decided she should do the same. She would be starting her new school tomorrow and didn't want to be late. As it was with her though, she was. She had overslept, almost missed the bus and despite being given a map of the school, had succeeded in getter herself lost. She ran along the corridors, looking desperately for the right room, clutched in her hands were her new textbooks; she hadn't found the time to put them in her new locker. . .if she could ever find that either. Her navy blue tie flapped wildly as she ran, and she was constantly worried that her hat would come flying off (same hat as worn in the elementary school in the series). Her black skirt swung haphazardly around her legs and she hoped she wasn't crumpling her white shirt or navy waistcoat. Suddenly she collided with something and went sprawling to the floor, books scattering everywhere.
17 year old Li Syaoran was the bottom rung of the high school. He had no friends, and no life. All the way through school he had been the target of every known bully. His parents died in a car crash when he was only six. His sister had been taking care of him since. His family had also once been part of a powerful clan back in China, but the clan had fallen into dishonour, and the kids around here loved to rub it in his face. To make matters worse, he was running late. Not that he really cared anymore. On his back he wore a red hiking bag. He hated using his locker, as he knew people were just waiting for a chance to dump something in it, or fill it with water to wreck his stuff or some kinda crap. The cuffs of his black shirt swung freely about his wrists as he walked, as the buttons were not done. The pockets of his black trousers were laden with their usual load of stationary and keys, his black shoes 'tapped' the floor with each step and his tie bounced on his chest in rhythm with his steps, as did the navy blue fleece around his waist. His mud brown hair looked, as usual, as if it had never even heard of a comb before, and his mud brown eyes bore their usual sorrow and lack of purpose. As he turned the corner, he had a brief moment to see the figure charging towards him before she ran straight into him, knocking him to the ground. He began to scrabble about, gathering her books for her. He had learnt his place, the bottom. And he knew that whoever it was would probably be up and yelling at him in a matter of seconds.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." He practically grovelled as he picked up the text books, not looking up at the student.
Sakura didn't know how to react. She had been about to apologise when the guy she had ran into began to practically grovel before her. She knelt down to help him up.
"No. I'm sorry. It was my fault; I wasn't looking where I was going."
Li was dumbstruck. Not in his entire school life had anyone apologised to him. It was always 'Look where you're going Syaoran you fuck face' or 'Look what you did Syaoran you ass.' No matter whether it was always his fault or not; He looked into the girls face, he knew every face in this school, but hers was alien to him. And very beautiful. . .He quickly banished that thought and the ones spawning from it out of his mind. His place was on the bottom. This girl was new here, but soon enough she would join on to a group and either grow to hate him as a loser, or forget his existence entirely. He could only hope it was the latter.
"Ummm. . .I was wandering, do you know where room 33 is?" Sakura asked nervously.
Li nodded.
"I'm going there too. Just follow me." Li turned and started walking.
'Just remember Li, you're the bottom rung. She'll soon forget who you are.' He sighed submitting to the voice.
Sakura's mind however was buzzing with many thoughts. 'What's with that guy? He looks kinda sad. Why was he apologising when it was my fault? Y'know. . .He's kinda cute. . ." She shook that last thought out oh her head, she had only just ran into the guy, literally. As they drew close to room 33, Sakura noticed that the guy was still carrying her books.
"Oh I'm sorry! I forgot you had those!" Sakura cried taking the books from Li.
Li hadn't noticed either, quite used to playing pack horse after a collision. The pair entered the classroom; Li holding the door open for Sakura as she then headed for the teachers desk and he for his seat. Li sat in the back row beside the window. The seats directly in front of him and beside him were empty; after all, no-one wants to sit next to a loser. Li gazed out the window. It was starting to rain. He sighed; he would be forced to sit inside for lunch then. He turned his attention to the front of the class as he heard the teacher begin to speak.
"Everyone! This is Sakura Kinomoto, a new student from Tokyo. I want you to be sure to welcome her to the school."
Li noticed Sakura blush as a few of the guys in the classroom let out cat calls amongst the usual barrage of 'hellos'. He soon returned his attention to the window. He uttered Sakura's name once. So that was the name of the first person to give him any respect in this school. 'She'll forget you soon enough' the voice in his head whispered. Li sighed, wanting to ignore it. His head snapped round, however, when he heard the chair in front of him being scrapped across the tiles on the floor. 'What the hell?!' His mind yelled. 'Why was she sitting there? Doesn't she know that near me is not the place to sit?!'
Sakura could feel her cheeks burn as some of the guys in the classroom gave out cat calls. God! Was that lust in their eyes?
"Okay Sakura, take one of the empty chairs so I can take the register."
Sakura looked over the classroom. A lot of the guys were pointing to empty seats next to them, the creepy lustful look in their eyes. She noticed though, that the seats next to the boy from earlier were empty, she saw him looking at him, his eyes seemed to be sad rather than lustful, and the seat in front of him was surrounded by girls! She quickly made her way across to the seat and dumped her weighty books on the desk and scrapped back the chair, welcoming the sensation of sitting down. A few people were giving her odd looks, but she didn't notice.
'Okay Li, calm down. She probably just went for that seat because it was next to a window and around girls; she probably didn't even notice you.' The voice in Li's mind babbled. The teacher began to take the register and the class's attention became focused on her momentarily. Li's heart almost stopped when Sakura turned around to talk to him. 'She's actually going to talk to me?!?'
"Hey. . .Ummm. . .I forgot to say 'thank you' earlier. Y'know, for helping me get here, and ummm. . .y'know. . .Carrying my books. I'm Sakura." Her voice was low and whispered, enough so that only Li could hear her.
She put her hand forward for him to shake. Li glanced at the rest of the class nervously, glad that they were looking at the teacher. If anyone saw her doing this she would be branded a social outcast like him forever. He stretched his own, slightly shaking, hand forward to accept hers.
"Li. Li Syaoran."
'Man! Her hands are so soft.' 'Whoa! His hands are so rough.'
The teacher finished reading out the notices and turned her attention to planning the lessons she'd have to teach today. Most of the class began to swarm Sakura's desk. A few students 'accidentally' knocking into Li as the crowded round. Sakura found herself bombarded with questions. Some decent ones such as; "Hey! What's Tokyo like?" Or "Need help finding your classes?" Some stupid ones such as; "Hey there cutie, wanna date?" And some she didn't understand. Usually about Li; "Why'd you pick a seat next to that loser Li?" "Hey, why not move away from that loser and come sit near me?" Sakura found her head spinning from the multiple voices hurling queries at her, and was glad when the bell rang so she could leave. As she did, she noticed from the corner of her eye some of the boys from the class pushing Li into a wall and then tripping him up so he fell to the floor. She wanted to go back and help him up, but found herself getting swept along with the flow of students.
Li uttered some curses as he pulled himself off the floor and dusted himself off. He looked up and saw a flash of Sakura's emerald eyes before she vanished around the corner. He looked down at his right hand, with which he had shaken Sakura's, then thrust it into his pocket as he made his way towards history class, his fringe hiding his sad eyes as he tried not to remember the soft feel of Sakura's hand or the scent of cherry blossom she carried with her.
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Kero: YOU MEAN YOU'RE PUTTING LI IN THIS FANFIC BUT NOT ME! ! !
Me: Calm down Kero! At least the cat's got your name, and you get pudding.
Kero: True.
Me: Love it? Hate it? Please review. And whoever can tell me how to change my e-mail setting on this site will get their name included in the next chapter.
Kero: Why?
Me: Cause I've got a new address, meaning all my review alerts go to the wrong place.
Kero: Ohhh.