SUMMARY: Sakura Kinomoto is a top art student who has been entered in the huge annual Tokyo Art Show by her teacher, something very few students are invited to do. She'd love to paint Syaoran Li, who has the perfect flawless body. But he is also, in Sakura's view, a complete jerk who thinks he's ever so high-and-mighty, as well a huge player. She hates his guts, and is surprised when he agrees to help her with her painting. What could possibly happen when these two polar opposites collide? What could possibly change Sakura's view on this arrogant boy?

DISCLAIMER:I do NOT own CardCaptor Sakura...the rightful owner is CLAMP. This is purely fanmade (a FANfic). That 'tis all!

Note from the Author: This is going to be a series. I'll try and write and get up each chapter as fast as I can, but please bear in mind I am only human. And although this is a CCS fanfic, it doesn't really have to do with the series storyline. . .it's more like it's own little story about Sakura-x-Syaoran.

Lastly. . . : SAKURA and SYAORAN forever!!!

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Chapter one - Chance

A teen girl sat by a window from a classroom on the second floor of the school, watching in awe as a the boys basketball team ran up and down the court. She sighed, watching them practice. One boy with beautiful, dark brown hair ran the back of his hand along his forehead, and looked up at the sun. He seamed to be thinking about something. It was an extremely hot day, but even so, the boys continued to play their game. He made a small 't' with his hands, ran over to the bench set up for them, and removed his shirt. A small group of close-by girls almost practically fainted.

The girl in window could have fainted too. His body was, in a single word : flawless. Perfect in every way possible. He turned his head towards the window, and the girl could feel her face turn colour just a bit. It was just a coincidence that he had looked her direction. There was no way he could see her behind the tinted window.

"Sakura-chan?" a girl with long, wavy lavender hair took a seat beside her friend. Sakura seemed to almost jump out of her seat when her name was called. She hadn't seen her friend approach her. "What are you looking at?"

Sakura tried to stop her face from becoming flushed, but some colour still showed up on her cheeks. "N-nothing, Tomoyo-chan. I was just admiring the scenery, trying to get inspired for my next work, th-that's all."

Another girl with light brown hair and curly locks in pigtails joined the two, looking out the window to where Sakura's eyes had been earlier. "You were looking at something, Sakura-chan. And by the looks of it, it was one of those cute boys over there, ne?"

"Chiharu-chan!" Sakura gasped. "I-I'm not. . .that's not it!"

Chiharu gave a smug little smile. "Oh, yes it is. And I bet," she looked back down at the crowd of boys, "it's that Li-kun boy that's caught your attention."

"No!" Sakura said a little too quickly.

"There's no need to be embarrassed, Sakura-chan. Every girl in the school likes that boy. I mean, just look at him! What's not to like?" Chiharu pressed on.

"You've got the wrong idea, Chiharu-chan." Sakura tried to explain. "I don't like him at all! He's a complete jerk, the way he thinks he's so high and mighty just because of his stupid basketball skills. He is such a player. Who knows how many girlfriends he's had, let alone slept with!" She had said the last part so loud it made a few heads turn in her direction.

"I don't think he's that terrible." Chiharu muttered just loud enough so her two friends could hear her.

"Well I do!" Sakura shot back.

Tomoyo tried to quickly change the subject from how awful the boy was. "Then why do you look at him like that, Sakura-chan? When you look at him, you get such a longing look in your eyes."

"I'm only looking at him like an artist would." Sakura's fingers began to fidget in her lap. "His body is perfect in proportion. A-and Yamashina-sensei entered me in that annual Tokyo Art Show, so-"

"She did!?" Tomoyo squealed. "That's amazing! Student out age are hardly ever considered for that show!"

"I told you our art teacher had a soft spot for you." Chiharu added with a small smile.

"But she didn't ask to enter me!" Rage streamed through the young girls throat. "So I don't know what I'm going to paint, let alone the subject I can use for it. And it's next month! I don't have a lot of time!"

Chiharu and Tomoyo looked at one another for a second, both with confusion sketched across their faces. They were both thinking the same thing, but it was Chiharu who voiced their thoughts. "So, you want Li-kun to model for you? To be the subject in your painting?"

Sakura stood up suddenly and walked over to a near by canvas set up. She bitterly took her seat and dipped her paintbrush into a deep green paint. "Forget it," she said sadly. She stroked the brush along the centre of the canvas, creating a perfect line. "Li-kun would never do it. He doesn't even know Sakura Kinomoto exist."

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"Oyasume!" Sakura called out to the others. She grabbed her books off the counter and began walking towards the door to leave for the day.

"Oyasume, Sakura-chan!" She heard Tomoyo call out.

"See you tomorrow!" Chiharu added.

Sakura clutched her books close to her chest as she neared outside. Even though evening was fast approaching, the sun was still shining and the heat was still evident.

Her mind began to wander. What was she going to use for her art entry? Even though her teacher had entered her without permission, Sakura knew Yamashina-sensei meant well and she still wanted to try her best to win. And perhaps attract a few university critics as well. But to do that, she would need a great subject for the main focus of the painting. Perhaps the ocean ; that was always a good thing to paint. So much emotion could be put into something like that. Add a setting sun. Yes, that could work. Or maybe she'd go over to Penguin Park and capture a scene with some kids on the slide. She could show children's innocence through that way. . .

"Head up!"

Sakura hadn't been paying attention to where she was going. She looked in the direction of the voice and caught sight of a large orange ball hurtling towards her. She hadn't realized she was walking so close to the basketball court. She stopped, and her feet rooted in their spot. She couldn't find her voice ; it was stuck in her throat. She felt her books slip from her grip as her world turned black.

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Her eyelids fluttered open slowly, revealing her soft, innocent emerald jewels. She didn't know where she was or what had happened. She could feel the hard pavement underneath her, and her head cradled in something soft. Her head was splitting, though, that was for certain. She gave a small painful groan.

"Oh! You're awake!"

Sakura turned her head to be met with a boy with beautiful, dark brown hair and matching intense eyes. . .

Sakura gave a small gasp at the sight of Syaoran Li, his muscular shirtless body, leaning over her. She began to sit up, but it was painful. Her world began to spin. She felt a hand position on her back, stopping her from falling back towards the ground.

"Not too fast," Syaoran's soothing voice warned, "don't want you to get dizzy."

Her body wavered for a bit before Sakura was completely stable, and when Syaoran was sure of this, he slowly slid his hand off her back. She reached for the right side of her forehead, where the pain was originating from. There was bump, and even with the light touch she was using, it still hurt.

Sakura looked over to Syaoran, her eyes catching sight of an open book resting in his lap. She recognized it immediately. "Why. . .are you looking in my book?"

Syaoran followed her gaze towards his lap, and quickly closed the sketch book. He placed it onto a small pile of other books beside him and handed her the pile. She took it, and clutched the books close to her again.

"Did you draw all of the picture in there?" Syaoran asked. He wasn't one bit sorry for looking in her book. When it fell to the ground, it landed open. The page it opened to had a magnificent sketch of a mother holding a child, and curiosity had led him to peeking at the rest of the sketches. He did sort of feel bad for looking in it without the girls permission, but sorry he was not.

Sakura nodded. "Yes."

"You're really good. I've never seen anything like your drawings before. They have so much emotion." His voice was soft, and genuine. "Amazing."

"Oh," She could feel her face grow warm without warning. "Th-thank you."

Syaoran reached behind her and grabbed the soft object her head had been resting on ; his shirt. He placed it on his lap and began fidgeting with it. "I'm sorry. It's my fault you got hurt. I thought Yamazaki-kun was open, but. . ." he stopped and looked Sakura in the eyes. His eyes were truly saying he was sorry. "I'm sorry, Kinomoto-san."

Sakura looked relatively shocked. "You know my name?" It sounded stupid, but she was astonished he knew of her.

Syaoran, on the other hand, looked as though he had been slapped in the face. "Well, ya. . ."

The girl opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off by someone else. The boys on the nearby basketball court were becoming inpatient waiting for Syaoran. "Hey! Li-kun! Let's go! We don't have all day!" One of them called.

"Ya, okay!" Syaoran yelled back. He pulled his shirt back on and turned to Sakura as he stood up. "Again, I'm sorry. If there is anything I can do, just tell me."

". . .Anything?" Sakura asked hopefully. Her doors seemed to open up, and the idea was too quickly forming in her mind.

"Ya, just name it!" He ran off to join the other boys on the court. Sakura watched as he grabbed the ball from a boy she recognized as Takashi Yamazaki and shot a hoop without fault. The ball fell through the hoop flawlessly, and landed back into the smiling Syaorans hands.

Sakura stood up, her heart pounding. Now was her chance-she wouldn't have another. She hugged her books even closer to her, as if seeking for support.

"Can I use your body!"

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Chapter One: END

Well, I'm on break right now so hopefully I'll be able to get a lot of writing done during the time off. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of "Paint ". The next chapter will be up within the next few days hopefully, so I hope you'll continue reading. This is going to be a series, so it may take a few weeks for it to be completely done.

Please review!!

- Rai