A/N: Hello again! I didn't talk on the prologue 'cause I wanted to get right to the story. But I'm here now! I'm a new user on , so you'll have to excuse my…. newness. I love writing stories, but it would be REALLY great if you guys could review. You know, just so I know someone actually likes the story. You guys can help me out, but I'm really sensitive to major flames.

I'm gonna try and update a lot, but my life is really hectic right now. I'll try. Well enjoy!

My dad took the laptop to an overseas business thingy so I had to wait. But its back now and I can continue writing.

Disclaimer: I don't own CCS.

Chapter One.

"Go, go, go!" Chris yelled as he turned on his jet ski, dropping Syaoran into another wave of the day. Syaoran dropped in and beautifully carved down the front and into the pipe, gracefully coming out of the spray. Off onto the land cameras flashed as they capture the moment film.

"Nice one!" Chris said as Syaoran came to a stop and the jet ski picked him off.

"The set is great," Syaoran answered, climbing onto the back.

"Wanna grab one? I'll drop you in and Eriol can safety." He said.

"No, Eriol, Jeff and JimRay already headed in," Chris yelled over the wind. Syaoran shrugged.

"Well, I'll be here if you want to go."

Chris ended up catching a great wave and they paddled in happy. As they reached their old car, if that's what you could call it, the sun was just setting. They had been out there all day. The photographers had all gone home hours ago. They piled the boards on the car and jumped in, ready to go home, to bed.

Ya right.

On the way home they found a luau and got drunk, had a blast and somehow almost burnt the house down.

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The next day was Monday. They had to earn money somehow. Yes, they were well on their way to getting sponsored, but not quite yet. So, they went to work.

Tired with sleep and overhangs, they got up to the noise of the alarm clock and again, piled into the car.

"It's too early!" Jeff protested.

"Eh, you've been having to do this for years now, and yet you still complain." Eriol said while driving. Chris laughed at his friend.

"Maybe if you hadn't gotten drunk last night, you wouldn't be so tired," Syaoran said as JimRay laughed.

They drove to the "office" through the scenic road.

Syaoran and JimRay were cooks at the nearby restaurant while Eriol, Chris and Jeff were waiters.

"You're late!" an old woman's voice yelled as they walked into the kitchen. The five groaned.

"We're sorry Amelia. It will never happen again," JimRay said as he put on his apron and started up the nearest stove.

"That's what you say everyday," the woman mumbled. Amelia is the head waitress, she practically runs the place with her husband who is the head chef, Joe. Or Big Joe. "Alright, we're opening up shop!" she yelled and they all got busy. Once they got the first order, there was no going back.

It was around 3:00 and Syaoran was getting bored. This was about the time between lunch and dinner where no one really ate a lot of food and Big Joe was handling everything pretty well with the new chef he was training. Syaoran and the other boys got off at 4:00, when the next shift of people came in. Casey was the other chef who took over for Syaoran, but his wife was pregnant and he was going on paternity leave soon, so Big Joe was training someone to fill his spot.

Suddenly Amelia came hurrying in.

"Joe, Syaoran, Abe (the trainee)!!" she huffed.

"What is it Amelia?" Syaoran asked.

"Mr. Anderson, you know the big corporate man, just called for reservations!" she said in excitement.

"When's he coming?" Abe asked. Amelia looked at her watch.

"Five minutes!!!" she yelled.

Amelia was very self conscious about her restaurant especially if someone known though out the island.

Five minutes later the place looked better than ever and everyone was ready to greet their special guest, well everyone who wasn't with a customer. The door opened and everyone expected to see Mr. Anderson, but instead a group of 2 girls came in.

That's when Eriol first saw her. It was love at first site. It was really first love at first site.

She had long, wavy, dark hair, that almost looked purple and deep amethyst eyes. All he could do was stare as she walked in smiling and laughing with her friends. He felt Chris give him a shove and realized that they were standing there waiting to be waited on. He walked up slowly and with confidence, it was his job. But as he got nearer his confidence faded.

"H-how many?" he stuttered. The girl with the purple hair turned to him.

"Two please," she said. Immediately he fell in love with her voice.

"R-right this w-way." He squeaked then turned and blushed. He took them to a table that he didn't have to wait, he would be to embarrassed, but he could still watch her. He shook his head at the thought, and scolded himself for being a stalker. His mind finally cleared he turned around to face them. Instead he came face to face with her.

"Someone will be here in a moment," he nearly whispered. The girl smiled.

"Thanks," she said taking her seat.

As Eriol walked away very embarrassed Mr. Anderson decided to walk in. Eriol scrambled to line up with the rest of his fellow waiters. It was decided that he would wait the famous man, he was most mature. His mind went back to the girl. Right. Mature.

Chris walked forward to meet the man and lead him to his table. Eriol could hear him say

"Right this way sir." And then later, "Take a moment to look at your menus and someone will get your drinks momentarily." He also heard Jeff go over to the girl's table. He snapped back to reality when Chris came up and slapped him on the back, Eriol glared.

"Your turn buddy, good luck." Eriol walked up to the business man.

"Hello, my name is Eriol, I'll be your server today. Can I get you a drink?" he asked. The man looked Eriol up and down. Eriol didn't blink. The man smiled.

"Sure, I'll take coffee, black." He said. Eriol nodded and went to give his order.

A few minutes later Eriol set the black coffee down on the table.

"I hope you're ready to order," Eriol said, taking out his note pad.

"Yes. I would like the Luau Dinner Special, no mushrooms, and a side of mashed potatoes. I think that should do it." Eriol nodded, took the menu and told him to call him if he needed anything.

He entered the kitchen and handed Syaoran his note pad. Syaoran took the note and saw a doodle of a girl.

"What's this?" he asked. Eriol shrugged.

"Luau dinner special, no 'shrooms, mashed potatoes." He told the chef. Syaoran smiled and got to work on the menu.

Finally, Mr. Anderson left, leaving Amelia with compliments on her restaurant and a very relieved crew. It was 4:16 when the boys finally got off work.

"So what do you want to do?" Chris asked the boys as they piled into the Jeep Wrangler. Jeff looked over at his buddy.

"What do you think?" he asked.

"Actually," Eriol said from the passenger seat turning back to talk to his comrades, "We have to stop at the store, we're out of bread." Everyone rolled their eyes.

"Fine," Jeff huffed looking longingly out at the waves they passed by.

The store greeted the 18 year olds with the normal small town cheerfulness. JimRay, growing up in the area, knew everyone that ran the small store, and thanks to him everyone knew the boys and vice versa. The Clan had the island of Oahu in its hands.

"So what kind of bread do you want Eriol?" Chris asked as they looked at the hundreds of breads on the racks.

"Why do you have to ask so many questions?" Jeff answered back with a question. Chris stuck his tongue out at Jeff and he did the same.

"Grow up." JimRay said going by and Eriol picked up some white bread. Syaoran just smirked.

"Anything else Eriol?" he asked his blue haired friend.

"Nope. Let's go."

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They were driving again. Now, the life they lead might seem a little boring, one- they're used to it and two- its all about the surf. Everything they did during the day went toward their moments in the water. It was their life. They pulled their Jeep over to the side of the road at one of their favorite surf spots. Not very many people knew of this place and fewer people were there because of the lateness of the day. A few cars were already there, but not enough to move somewhere else.

After parking they unstrapped the boards from the cars and got changed, heading out into the turquoise water and sunny blue skies.

After a while of riding waves Syaoran paddled up to get a wave off of a nice set. He was letting himself go with the wave when all of a sudden, he noticed something off. It took him a second to realize.

There was another person riding the wave. His wave!

Syaoran and the person noticed it too late, they got to close and they both fell off. Syaoran felt the wave crash over his head. It was a pretty big wave. He felt weightless as he floated in the dark water. He swam up toward the surface gasping for breath as he reached the air. His sight was blurry as he struggled to see. Before he knew it Syaoran was hit by another wave and he was pushed back under. He was slightly panicking now. He frantically tried to get back up to air. As he felt his breath start to leave him he felt something grab his wrist. He felt the water going down and he found himself being pulled up. suddenly he could breath again.

"I've got you! Just lay back on my board and I'll take you in." he heard someone say. He was too tired to say anything or open his eyes and let who ever it was take him in. After awhile he felt himself hit the sand, gently being laid back.

"Just breathe a little bit, you're ok, just a little jostled." He heard the voice say again and he followed the advice. Slowly his surroundings became a little more recognizable.

"Is he going to be ok?" he heard a male voice ask. "That was a hard hit."

"Psh, Syaoran can take anything." Syaoran smiled as he recognized the voices as Jeff and Chris.

"Will you two ever stop fighting?" he heard his own croaky voice ask.

"Look he's coming to!" That was JimRay.

"Are you alright? Can you sit up?" Syaoran frowned, he didn't recognize that voice, it was a woman's. He opened his eyes and met the beautiful green of another.

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A/N: Well, did you like it? I'm sorry to stop there, but you see, it's winter break and I myself and going to Hawaii! I'm so excited! (I live in the lower 48) So I'll get my tan back and go surfing myself (I'm a snow boarder).

Well, I introduced Tomoyo, and who could this green-eyed stranger that just saved Syaoran's life be? We won't know until I write the next chapter! Mwhahaha.

Anyway, I'm also sorry that I haven't really gotten the story down yet. I'm still kind of explaining the plot and the background info. It should pick up from here. And I promise my chapters will be longer. This one was going to but….ya….

Thanks to my reviewers:

dreamschemer- ya, I don't really know either, it's kind of coming while I write. It will get better, trust me! And of course I'll keep writing! I'd never leave a story unfinished.

Sanosukesfoxel- you're right, no one could be better than them. But I'm not even sure if they're going to be in the story (don't kill me) cause I'd have to bring one of them to life! Haha. Anyway I'm glad you like it and I'll do my best to satisfy you!

Join me next time in Chapter 3.

~ Ami