What is this I'm feeling? I just can't explain…You're so near yet, I can't see your face. I've never felt so contented, so happy like this…It's you're filling my life with your love, with your smile, with your voice, with your kisses, with your touch. You're looking at me like I'm the only girl you've ever lay your eyes on. You're saying my name like it's the only word you've learned. Listening to me like my voice is the only sound you can ever hear. We're sitting here so close together like we're the only one left in this world. Who are you? I want to know…your name…your face…Please tell me…Please show me…Please…

BAM!!!

"Wake up, sleepyhead!" shouted Touya banging outside her bedroom door. "Or you'll be late on your first day in school."

Sakura sat up groggily and sighed. She can still hear his footsteps descending on the stairs to their kitchen.

"Oh, brother!" murmured Sakura as she slumped back on her pillows and closed her eyes. She can still remember her dream. Oh, yes! It's really clear; it feels like it just happened…It seems so real.

'Who is he? It's such a pity that I didn't have time to know who can that be,' she thought.

"You're always on the wrong timing, Touya!" Sakura complained as she stood up from her bed and started to get ready for school.

'For school!' she thought. 'I almost forgot it's my first day. We just arrived here yesterday and started unpacking. Running here and there like mad dogs! Ouch! My whole body still ached! Oh…I'll really get you for this, Touya!"

"Hey slowpoke!" she heard her brother shouted from the kitchen below. "Are you still sleeping up there? I'll finish your breakfast for you if you don't hurry up!"

"Don't you dare!" she answered back as she run downstairs to the kitchen. "Good morning, Touya!" she greeted him as she arrived, the smell of fresh eggs and milk greeted her back.

"Good morning," he responded. "Hurry up now. I'll be leaving in five minutes." He warned her as he stood up and went to the sink to wash his dishes and brush his teeth.

"Five minutes?!"

"Yeah," he said casually. "Oh, by the way, don't forget it's your duty to cook dinner."

"Of course!" Sakura said. "How could I forget, my beloved brother."

Sakura hurried up when she heard the front door opened.

"Sakura?"

"Yes?"

"Don't burn the rice again!" he teased as he closed the door behind him.

"Please settle now, class. You have a new classmate," announced Miss Mizuki. "Come here, shy one. Introduce yourself."

Sakura took a deep breath before she entered the classroom.

"Good morning…I'm Sakura Kinomoto," she said quietly.

"Oh some now, you can do better than that," Mizuki said to her.

"Well, I prefer if you'll just call me by my first name," Sakura said as she raised her head and smiled.

"Alright, Sakura," said Mizuki. "I hope, class, you'll welcome Miss Sakura with open hands and a sincere heart." She pointed at the vacant seat beside a girl with long black hair near the window.

"Sakura, kindly take your seat beside Miss Daidouji and make yourself comfortable."

"Can you tell me about your family?"

Tomoyo eagerly asked Sakura. They immediately became friends the moment she sat on he vacant seat. They are now at the school cafeteria eating lunch together.

"Well," she said. "There's not much to tell about. My mom did when I'm at the age of three and dad died when I'm seven. It's me and my older brother, Touya that's the only left to depend each other. And-" she stopped abruptly and started to look around to see the faces of the students inside the cafeteria.

"What's the matter, Sakura?" concerned eyes of Tomoyo asked her as she too, looks around her.

"It's feels like…someone is watching me…" Sakura whispered, still searching around her. Then at last, her eyes met with someone standing outside the cafeteria door.

Instantly, she felt that time has stop, the world stop moving, silence cloaked around them. It feels like, life doesn't matter anymore as long as she stare into those eyes, her green eyes with his amber ones. 'Is he…the boy, in my dream this morning? It really feels like him.' Sakura slowly started to stand, her eyes still meeting his. 'I want to meet him, to know him to-'

"Sakura? Sakura?" Tomoyo's voice seemed to come from a distance but still was able to bring her back to reality from fantasy.

"Sakura? Are you alright?"

"Yes," Sakura replied as she sat back down. She still can't forget his eyes. It feels like it had barred into her mind, reading her thought. "I'm alright, Tomoyo. Don't worry…Umm…Do you know who…" her voice drifted when she look towards the cafeteria door and fond that the boy is gone.

"Who is it, Sakura?"

"He's gone…" Sakura muttered the sound of dismay clear in her voice. "It doesn't matter. Let's go back now, Tomoyo."

"Ok…" Tomoyo shrugged as she picked up her things and followed Sakura.

That night, Sakura found difficulty in sleeping. Her thoughts full of the boy she saw that noon.

'Is he the one?' This question lingered in her mind throughout the day…and night. 'I want to know his name…I want to hold his hands…I want to feel him beside me…I want to…gaze into those warm depths forever and ever.'

These thought still lingered in her even when she drifted off to sleep.

"Good morning, Sakura!" Tomoyo greeted her first thing she step in the room.

"Good morning, Tomoyo…" she replied unenthusiastically. That night, she again dreamt the boy and herself sitting together. But Sakura can't still figure out where they are or who the boy really is. The only thing she remembers is that the boy showed something in his hands and started to put it on her. When she woke up, no matter how hard she tried, she can't remember what that thing is.

"You look really exhausted, Sakura," Tomoyo observed.

"Well, yeah, I didn't have much sleep last night."

"Hmm," Tomoyo murmured. "I think, to liven you up, Check out on what's on your desk."

Tomoyo smiled while eyeing something on Sakura's desk. When Sakura came closer, this something turned out to be a beautifully carved wooden box. When she opened the bos, she saw petals of freshly picked sakura blossoms with a pink note.

"It's so beautiful!" Sakura exclaimed. "Thank you very much, Tomoyo!"

"Hey! Don't thank me," Tomoyo laughed. "I'm not the one who put it there. It's already on your desk when I arrived here."

"Are you sure?" Sakura asked while admiring the box.

"Yeah," she said. "Open the pink note, Sakura. Maybe he wrote his name on it."

"Let's see," Sakura smiled as she gently opened the note. "Ok, it says, 'Cherry Blossoms for my one and only Chérie Sakura.' there's no signature in here, how can I-"

When Sakura slowly closed the note, something feel from it and she when she picked it up, she saw that it was a necklace with a sakura flower pendant.

"Wow…" Sakura said, lost for words.

"How cute!" Tomoyo admired the necklace then hugged her suddenly. "You already have an admirer on your second day of school, Sakura!"

"Don't talk too loud, Tomoyo…" Sakura hissed when Tomoyo started talking about the box and the pendant. They were already having their lunch in the school cafeteria.

"Don't be shy, Sakura," she said. "And why aren't you wearing you're necklace?"

"I don't know," Sakura replied truthfully. She can't really tell why she doesn't want to put the necklace on her. No matter how Tomoyo tried to persuade her, she still insists on not wearing it.

"Hmm," Tomoyo said as she took one of Sakura's hands. "I think, you like him to put it on-"

Her sentence was cut off when one of her classmates approached her and told her that Miss Mizuki calls for her.

"Don't wait for me, Tomoyo," she said. "See you in the next class."

"Good luck, Sakura!" Tomoyo called out on her.

'Why do I always feel as if I'm being watched?' she asked herself as she took the necklace from her pocket and gaze at it. She was so absorbed on her thoughts that she accidentally bumped on someone and the necklace fell from her hand.

"I'm sorry," she said as she started to reach the necklace from the floor. But the one whom she bumped into was faster and got the necklace first and handed it to her.

"Thank you so much," Sakura said and smiled at him. She was shocked when she found out that that someone she bumped into was the boy with the beautiful amber eyes. Sakura blushed unexpectedly and bowed her head down.

'I've met him at last!' she thought frantically. 'But I'm not ready! What should I say? I'm so embarrassed! What should I do?'

"You're welcome," he replied as he placed his hand on her chin and raised her head to face him. "Just don't lose the necklace, alright?"

"Yes," Sakura murmured. She was lost in his voice, it was so deep and so…gentle.

"Well, see you!" he smiled at her and parted.

"See you? Don't lose the necklace? What does he mean by that?" Sakura thoughts revolved around these questions as she started to walk towards the faculty. But she feels like she wants to turn and look for him instead.

Wee...!!!I know...I know!!! I really love to write stories with mushy-mushy romance in them...that's just the way I like it...___

anyway...hope you'll read my story...and then...review it if you may...lots of thankies!!!n___n