9/6/2012 – Minor edits, slight elaborations added. I'm well aware that in Japan, the last name is mentioned first. However, I find it easier if I write the first name before the last name. So, mote it be :3

Author's Note: Hey guys. Sorry that I deleted the old one but I re-read it and it was really, really sucky. The plot, I still have it in my head, and I'm perfecting it. The chapters were horrible. They were short and some of them had grammatical and spelling errors. I promise that this version will be better and more improved than the old one.

Without further ado, I present the improved version of "Love Blossoms: Discoveries".

Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura.

Symbols:

"Crap is good for health." – Speaking

'Damn the idiot to hell…' – Thoughts

Absolutely HATE that person… - Emphasis

Full Summary: Love Blossoms is back! A new student transfers to the prestigious Tokyo U. The student's a she and her name's Sakura Kinomoto. She meets Syaoran and the gang, but there is more to them than others think. Old friends, deep secrets, and a forgotten realm.. Each of their lives will change forever.

Pairings: SakuraxSyaoran TomoyoxEriol MeilingxOC

A tale of Love and Hate, Life and Death, and Honesty and Betrayal...

Chapter One: The New Student

Tokyo University

The university bell rang loudly, the sound reverberating off the walls and echoing throughout the campus. Students slammed their locker doors after hurriedly grabbing their books, dashing off to homeroom and out of the hallway while clutching onto their books, bags and papers tightly. Students who had been dawdling in the hall; chatting, laughing and joking had horrified looks as the bell continued to ring mockingly as they immediately started to sprint to their homeroom classes after exchanging quick goodbyes, if none at all.

Those who were late for their first class were either muttering expletives under their breaths or mumbling odd, jumbled things exasperatedly.

"Oh crap! I'm so dead. Teacher's going to kill me."

"Shit, shit, shit... Why the hell did I go to the university shop? I knew that there wouldn't be enough time but still..."

"Damn it! Detention for me again! Mom's gonna have a fit... Darn it! I just realized! That means no allowance for a fucking month. Damn the bell to hell!"

"Fuzziness candy cotton prick! CURSE you, Mr. Bell! Why must you hate thee, if not loath thee? Thee hate you. Thee wants you to go to hell!"

"Holy chocolate! The cheese will kill me and also the teacher! I'm gonna go to cheese-dweebs-baddiesville. Nooooooooooooo! WHY MEEE!"

Strangely enough, this was a perfectly ordinary every-day occurrence for the students of this prestigious university. Eccentric, odd and random they may be, but they were definitely top students, the crème of the crop, if you will. Though, of course, not all of them were eccentric.

Of course, it couldn't hurt to be any more interesting than it already was, wasn't it?

Since… a nice little something was going to happen in a particular homeroom.

Not to mention that the "something" was going to happen in a Syaoran Li's homeroom, of all places.

Homeroom

Students filed into the room, chatting idly about their lives and the prom that was coming up in a few months' time. Two of the most popular females in the university, Tomoyo Daidouji and Meiling Li who was Syaoran's cousin were talking about the latest fashion trends. The revered Syaoran Li was sitting at his desk near the window, staring at the blue sky while listening to his I-pod. His best friends Ryu Keisuke and Eriol Hiiragizawa were sitting behind and on his right side respectively.

Just then, their teacher who was a young man in his late twenties, Terada Hizaki came in and voiced, "Good morning class. Please take out your Trigonometry book and turn to page 70." He then started teaching, giving them examples and requesting a few of them to do them.

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door and the vice-secretary came in and nodded at their teacher. Terada-sensei glanced at his curious students and shrugged before heading towards the door.

Pausing just before he headed out for a bit, he said, "Class, please take out your workbooks and do page 30-45. I want at least a few of them done before I'm back."

The class joker, Yamazaki, called out, "But sensei! That's like doing 50 pages!"

Amused, Terada-sensei replied, "That's your opinion, not mine. Now proceed with your work."

Some of the students groaned at the amount of work they had to do, and others swore that it was a hint of a sadistic side to the teacher. A few said they saw him smirking evilly.

Some time later, Terada-sensei re-entered the classroom and rapped on the class board twice sharply, catching the students' attention.

"A new student," He paused dramatically. Who knew that he had a flair for the dramatic? "Has transferred here from Hong Kong." Another pause.

The whole class perked up considerably.

The guys hoped that the student was a hot girl so they could ask her out and be her boyfriend whereas the girls hoped for the student to be a hot guy so they could ask him out and be his girlfriend.

Terada-sensei's mouth twitched in amusement before continuing, "Class, please welcome our new student, Sakura Kinomoto."

The door slid open and a figure walked into the room. All was silent.

The new student was impossibly beautiful, with hint of feminine curves and a slightly tanned lithe figure. Sakura Kinomoto had delicate features, slightly high cheekbones, a slender jaw, a cute button nose and rosy pink lips. But the most captivating of her features was her expressive emerald eyes. Milky brown waves tumbled slightly down her shoulders loosely and casually. She wore a black tank top decorated with cherry blossom designs with a red blazer over it. A denim skirt that was at a modest length showed off toned legs and a pair of brown sandals coveted her feet. Simple star-shaped earrings were on her ears and a rosary necklace adorned her neck.

Syaoran Li wondered why it was silent as he finally turned his face from the window. He studied the new student speculatively.

Terada-sensei coughed to get their attention as he scanned the classroom, "Right. Kinomoto-san, you'll be sitting in front of Li. Not you Meiling." He paused as he settled his gaze on the amber-eyed boy. "Li, if you would raise your hand?"

The amber-eyed student raised his hand, and the new student's gaze met his own.

Amber met emerald.

Well, this was going to be interesting.