Vixen:: Hey guys! I'm back! And I gotta a story that you're just gonna love. Now my birthday is this week so consider this as a Birthday Present. I love the whole idea of this story so be prepared to be amazed. lol =)

Sakura:: Yay! You finally decided to do another Card Captor Sakura Story.

Vixen:: Yep! This is kinda to make up for my other one that was deleted. Also all my stories but one was deleted so yeah. This is for all you CCS fans out there.

Chapter 1 of...

Hidden Treasures

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(Egypt. Thursday, 1:28 pm)

Far into the crisp deserts of Egypt, a hidden treasure awaits to be uncovered. Or so Fujitaka Kinomoto thought. He had been in the desert for weeks on end searching for anything worth the risk. He could have perished from heat stroke, dehydration, or even lack of sleep. Yet he continued his search. It had been a month since he'd last seen civilization and how he missed it. But he had a gut feeling that ,somewhere in that vast death trap, a treasure worth all the money in the world awaited him. And just him.

There had been stories about the desert. Tales of a Wizard who used his powers to make the desert flourish with life. All for the sake of the people who lived there. Now it was just a dust bowl. It's been that way since a massive heat wave struck it, years after the Wizard's death.

Now here was Fujitaka, looking for some kind of treasure of the past.

Fujitaka slowly hiked to his jeep at the top of a sand dune. He had been out in the heat enough for one day. He needed to head back to camp to rejuvenate and write his daughter. His daughter was always left at home alone due to his adventures, so he tried his best not to be gone too long. He usually had Touya drop in and check on Sakura, but Touya had started a new term in College and barely had time to care for himself. So he hated to do it but he'd have to write her and tell her the bad news. He hated to disappoint his little girl but he really doubted he'd find the artifact and return by that weekend.

He had almost reached his vehicle when the sand beneth his feet started to sink. Before he knew what was happening, Fujitaka had fallen into anabandoned sanctuary. Climbing to his feet, he observed his location. There were cobb webs in the corner of the small room. Ancient books and cracked vases were scattered through out the room. As the sun filtered into the room through the ski light, Fujitaka eyes widened. There, in the middle of the room, was a small sever in the floor. Through the crack, he could see a hint of gold and satin. Breaking through the floor board, Fujitaka found a book. It was about the size of a notebook and was covered in red satin. On the cover, A large winged-lion stood guard. There were strange writings and symbols that covered both the front and back. Scarlett rubies were encrusted here and there. There was Pure gold writing on the spine. It read, "The Clow." His eyes widened and his heart raced. He had found what he was looking for.

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(Architect Camp sight. 9:41pm)

When Fujitaka returned to the main camp sight, he went straight to his private tent. He was going to show his colleagues his discovery but when he first read the engraved words of the book he knew that at the moment it shouldn't be seen by anyone but him. He gently placed the book on his desk. He went to his pack and withdrew one off his ratty white tees. He placed the shirt over the book, hiding it from view. He cautiously stepped back as if it was a venomous snake and not a book. He wondered through his thoughts, deciding if he should turn it in for research or not. 'Better not,' he thought. 'I'll just take it home with me and examine it there.' Fujitaka gathered his clothes and packed his duffel. He gently wrapped the book in a few more of his cloths before concealing it inside the bag. ' Well Sakura, It looks as if I'll be coming home early.'

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(Tomoeda, Japan Friday 10:53 am)

In a small neighborhood on the Outskirts of Tomoeda, Japan, a girl of 17 was cleaning her abode. She was expecting guests that afternoon and needed her house spotless. As she was just finishing the vacuuming, there came a knock. Jogging to the front door, she whipped it open. There, in her doorway, stood her best friend Tomoyo.

"Tomoyo!" She screamed as she carelessly jumped onto her friend, making them fall in the process.

"Sakura-chan!" Tomoyo whined. "You're getting your new dress dirty."

Sakura's eyes widened as she processed the information. Tomoyo had brought a new dress with her which only meant...

"Noooo!" Sakura screamed as she flung her self through the door. She tried as best as she could to close and lock the door but Tomoyo was persistent. Especially when it came to making Kura try on new clothes.

"Sakura. Get your big butt off the door." Tomoyo grumbled as she put all her weight into opening the door.

"I don't have a 'big butt'. It's a rather normal butt thank you." She replied. So far into the battle, Sakura was losing badly. Usually Sakura was stronger than Tomoyo. But when it comes to Tomoyo and her dresses, the beast can not be stopped. Sakura, taking a major chance, leaped across the foyer to grab a chair. She whipped back around to barricade the door with it when Sakura realized her mistake. There in her open doorway stood an enraged Tomoyo clutching the frilly pink material in a death grip.

"Sa-ku-ra.." the beast hissed between clenched teeth. "You are going to try the dress on...Or Else!" And the chase began. Through the Kitchen and up the stairs. Finally cornering Sakura in the upstairs Bathroom, Tomoyo flung the dress at her.

Sakura flinched as the silky fabric clumped at her feet.

"Now I am going down stairs to make some tea. When I get back, You better have the dress on and there better not be a single rip or tear." With that, Tomoyo raised her head in Superiority and stomped down stairs to the kitchen.

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(Later that night)

After practically skewering Sakura with a fork and a deadly pillow fight, Tomoyo had to leave. Her mother was expected home the next day and Tomoyo had to pick her up at the airport extra early. Sonomi Daidouji was the sole owner of a massive Toy Company and traveled quite often. It saddened Tomoyo that she rarely saw her mother but she also knew that Sakura was going through the same thing. Sakura's mother, Nadeshiko, died when she was a baby so that left no female presence in the house what so ever. Sonomi, being Nadeshiko's close friend, dropped by every now and then to spend time with Sakura. Usually when she was in town for awhile, Sonomi would take Tomoyo and Sakura shopping or to the city.

The only thing different about Tomoyo's and Sakura's situation was that Tomoyo was an only child and Sakura wasn't. Sakura had Touya and was never really alone. Tomoyo, however, was used to cold lonely nights in an empty mansion. So when the time came for her to return home for the night, Tomoyo didn't want to go. After some persuasion, she decided it was best to leave. If she stayed, she knew that sleeping wouldn't be an option. Staying up at all hours watching movies and chomping down sweets was how all their sleep overs were. And that is how it would be. Tomoyo slowly walked down the Kinomoto's small driveway to the awaiting limo.

Sakura watched from the front porch as Tomoyo entered the Limo and disappeared down the street. She was alone once again. Sighing, she shut the door. She locked up before slowly making her way up the stairs to her comfy bed. Halfway up the stairs, a knock came from the front door. Quietly making her way to the front, Sakura raised her head high enough to see through the peek hole. There was a man on her front porch, covered by shadows. Panicking, Sakura raced to the kitchen to grab a weapon. Returning the the front door, Sakura raised her kettle ready to strike just in case. Slowly turning the knob, Sakura ripped the door open with a bang and raised her kettle up high ready to strike. She halted. Light from the front hall spilled out onto the porch surrounding the figure. The man stepped forward into the house. It was her father.

Shrieking in delight, Sakura dropped her weapon and locked her father in a death grip. Gasping for breath, Fujitaka let out a small chuckle.

"Didn't know you missed me so much, Sakura." He laughed as Sakura flung herself backwards, releasing her father.

Sakura blushed in embarrasment as she stuttered for words. "I-I-I thought yo-you weren't coming b-back til next week."

Fujitaka nodded his head in understanding. "I was gonna stay but decided to come home early." He plainly said as he stepped further into his home, closing the door in his wake. Hanging his jacket up in the front hall closet, he made his way into the living room with his bag in tow.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" Sakura asked as she followed her father.

Fujitaka stopped. Should he tell her? She is his daughter. Oh Well.

He gulped before answering. "Yes I did." Placing his bag on the beige couch, he unzipped it and stood there looking at the bundle of clothes wrapped so cautiously around the artifact.

"Sakura, come here." He whispered, turning to look at where she stood. "I have a gift for you."

Sakura, thinking it was a snow globe or even a t-shirt, made her way to stand beside her father. Fujitaka slowly reached down and took hold of the small bundle. Sitting down next to his bag, he slowly unwrapped his clothes. Sakura stood there, watching him. As Fujitaka unwrapped the last article of clothing, he heard a gasp above him. Looking at Sakura, he saw the amazement in those emerald eyes. The same eyes of her mother. Fujitaka blinked away the tears at the memories of his now deceased wife. Looking down at the book, he thought of what he was about to do. The book was supposed to be well sought after by many. They would come once word got out that it was uncovered. He needed it to be safe. As well as his daughter. Normally giving something as priceless as the book to his daughter would make Fujitaka nervous. But he had a feeling that this was the right thing to do. He felt as if it belonged with his daughter. And Fujitaka Kinomoto always listened to his gut instincts.

Resting it upon his many clothes, he looked to Sakura.

"It is yours if you want it." He took her hands into his own. The contrast was immense. Where her hands were soft and smooth while his were calloused and wrinkled. He knew if she took the book, she would suffer many hard ships. But this needed to be done. "If you decide to take it, take good care of it." His voice was strong and steady. "If anyone comes to take it, you tell them you don't have it. You must keep it hidden from everyone. Only me and you should know that it's here."

Sakura moved to step back but her father's hands restricted her retreat. "Otou-san, what are you talking about?"

Fujitaka felt old. He felt weak but he continued. "Sakura, promise me you won't tell a soul." Sakura stood frozen. "Promise me!" He demanded.

Sakura, for the first time in her life, was afraid of her father. What had happened to the man who used to tuck her into bed and use funny voices just to make her laugh. He was gone, she realized. Time had made him this way. "Okay." she whispered. She did not know when but some time ago her voice had left her. She stood there frozen in place, as her father stood.

"I am going to take a quick shower before I head to bed. Goodnight, my Cherry Blossom." He whispered as he affectionately patted her head before leaving. Sakura stood there for some time, just staring at the book, before wrapping it back in the old rags.

Gathering the object in her arms, Sakura climbed the stairs and locked herself inside her bedroom. Sitting on her bed, she slowly unwrapped it from its former cocoon. Throwing the shirt into her clothes hamper, she sat Indian style on her bad just staring at the book in her lap. She raised her hand to open it when she realized it was locked. Staring at the lock she found it weirdly familiar. Laying the book on her bed, she made her way to the old chest in the corner of her room. Lifting the lid, her mother's old belongings gleamed back at her. Sakura dug through the precious items until, at the very bottom, she found what she was looking for. There, at the bottom of the treasure chest, sat an old plush lion with wings on its back. Her mother had given it to her when she was first born. Sakura had kept it all these years, not even thinking of getting rid of it. Around the neck of the lion swung her mother's necklace. The necklace was just a silver rope chain with a single charm on it.

A Key.

Removing the chain from the lion's neck, Sakura gently placed the lion back inside the chest before closing it. Making her way back to her bed, she sat at the edge. Looking back and forth between the lock and the key, Sakura thought it was impossible for the key to fit. The book had been all the way in Egypt and the key had been in Tomoeda. But the key looked like it would fit. Maybe even perfectly. Taking the book in hand, she rested it upon her lap. The rubies winked at her in the light.

Taking the key in hand she slowly slid it into the lock. It pulsed. Shrieking, Sakura threw the book to the floor before curling herself in the corner of her bed. Crawling to the edge, she peered over. Looking at it, it looked like a normal book.

'I'm going crazy,' she thought as she returned to sitting calmly on her bed, book in hand. 'It's just a book. It's not goona hurt you. Geez, get a hold of yourself.' Sakura gripped the key. Closing her eyes tight, she turned it.

(Pop.)

Her eyes flew open. Looking down, her heart skipped a beat. 'It opened.' She couldn't believe it. There, in her lap, was the book. Its lock hung limply off to the side, key still in it.

(Ba-Boom. Ba-Boom. Ba-Boom.)

As Sakura stared at the unlocked book in astonishment, she failed to notice the lid to the chest slowly creaking open.

Beady black eyes stared out.

"Mistress?"

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Vixen:: Well there you go. By the way, I went to check on all my stories and I found out that ALL my stories but one was deleted. How could that have happened?

Anyway, this is just a new story that I had been working on. When my other Card Captor Sakura story was deleted it made me feel bad so this is to make up for everything. Plus, I have this story saved so it WILL NOT be deleted. =) Plus...updates for this story will be posted faster since all the chapters are already Written...I'm such a smart Cookie. Haha.

Review& Tell Me What You Think. I'm thinkin...maybe 3 reviews and I'll update. Sounds fair enough to me... til next time.

BYE!