Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura is as much not mine as Christmas is not mine. Does that make sense?

So what would happen if Syaoran Li never confessed to Sakura Kinomoto when they were still in grade school? Would he ever? That's something to think about…

Happy holidays to all!



Dear Mr. Grinch

By MistyWing

The greatest Christmas present a girl could receive was a speck of acknowledgement from the only boy she ever felt anything for. When his arm brushed hers an evading tingle of electricity would shock her entire body motionless. This was the sign of love and if there was anyone out there to confirm her belief of love it was Sakura Kinomoto.

Sakura Kinomoto was your season greeting card, ginger bread cookies, and Christmas wreath hanging on your front door. She puts the jolly in your jolly merry Christmas. She puts the bounce on old Saint Nick and his reindeer driven sleigh. She was all over the holiday spirit every year.

"Go on, go on," Sakura giggled, shoving a bashful, lovely girl in the tenth year, toward the direction of her Christmas present.

The boy, also a tenth year student, groaned inwardly. He thought to himself, 'it's only first period…'

"If you want it you gotta go for it," Sakura spoke softly to her friend, whose name is not important right now. The whisper was loud enough for the boy to catch.

The girl's shiny black shoes squeaked against the linoleum floor as Sakura literally pushed her in the boy's direction. The girl kept having second thoughts, though.

"Syaoran-kun's not going to do anything scary," Sakura assured her.

"I know, but…"

Before the girl could get cold feet, Sakura gave a final shove. The boy turned just as Sakura's friend reached to a halt beside him. He could just glimpse the other girl on her rollerblades careening around the corner when he looked to the side. Her auburn hair sticking out just around the edge was apparent against the yellow painted wall. She thought she had hidden herself from the scene.

"L-L-Li-kun, I'm you're biggest fan. I've always admired you!" The girl proclaimed. The students walking by paused to watch the scene play out. High-schoolers enjoyed watching public confessions, especially the ones involving the stern and resolute soccer captain with another pretty girl.

"I'm not interested," he rather insipidly replied.

The tone he set sent the girl hurtling through the corridor in tears.

Syaoran sighed and shooed away some teammates, classmates, and fellow students. Still, out of the corner of his eyes he caught the red fringe pressed to the edge of the wall. He glanced her way, but then turned the other way to get to first period with the same thought going through his head… 'God, it's only first period…'

He had two classes with her and shared the same lunch period. She glowered at him all day, but never said a word about it. He knew she was angry at him for treating her friend like dirt, but he didn't really know how angry she was until he got her message by the end of the day.

He had been walking out of his soccer meet to get to his locker when he heard her muttering to herself. She was standing at his locker in her tight cheerleading uniform with her shiny red pompoms at her feet. Her fingers poked a letter through the slot hole before she gathered her pompoms and stalked away. Syaoran stepped out of his hiding place and hurriedly opened his locker. The note fluttered into his hand when the door swung open. Syaoran read her hastily written note;

Dear Mr. Grinch,

You've stolen a girl's happiness this Christmas. You're on the naughty list!