A/N: Writing long chapters not my forte. So to make up for that, there'll be more updates. Since I like to keep the title and content relevant, I don't have much room to ramble.

Consider yourselves lucky.

Card Captor Sakura, Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle, xxxHOLiC, Magic Knight Rayearth, Wish, Chobits, Kobato, X/1999, Legal Drug, Legend of Chun Hyang, Clover, Angelic Layer, CLAMP School Detectives, Tokyo Babylon, Miyuki-chan in Wonderland, RG Veda, and a few more I haven't read, are all property of the wonderful ladies who make up CLAMP, me not being one of them.

(This is just to make my short chapter seem a bit longer.)

[ Nothing Left to Lose

Chapitre III - The Worst Way to Retaliate

If he could use one word to describe the feelings he had in the pit of his stomach, it would be the word 'disgust'.

"You do know, Jun, that you are taking a huge risk."

"No, Saitou-sama. a person privileged with the Vision should put it to good use." Especially if the girl involved happened to be important to you.

"Jun. Obedient. That's what your name means, boy," the older man spat, his anger making the room tremble and the guards wince. Master Saitou's anger brought pain upon everyone in the vicinity. It was his curse.

Just as Jun's curse was his obedience.

"The girl gave you a new name back then, didn't she? Even so, the Tanaka parents banned you from their presence. Do you not remember that? Do you not remember how much your own pathetic mother had to pay to erase the girl's memory?"

Jun remembered. In fact, he had to watch the entire process; the payment, the memory extraction, the damage to Sakura Tanaka's mind. He felt like tainting the marble floors with his insides.

Master Saitou sighed. "I cannot make you obey, boy. None of us with magic can affect each other. You remember that, I hope. I might make rash decisions in the near future, and then even your Vision will not save you. Pathetic, you are." Saitou stared at Jun in silence. Jun stared back, preserving the same tense air between them. "Your hair. It makes me sick. You look like some…runker…whatever you immature children call them these days."

He chuckled to himself, then dismissed Jun.

"You will not get away with defying hitsuzen, Jun Toyama. Surely someone with Vision could see that."

[ - - - - - -

Sakura was frustrated.

Her face did not reveal any of it, however, as she typed in another query to an all-too-familiar search engine consisting of a double O. She was in the public library, after all. (If she weren't there, a computer would be dead by now. RIP.)

"Watashi wa…Hitsuzen desu."

The word hitsuzen responded with nothing useful, except references to a few manga series. It pretty much summed up to 'fate'. So did the crazy new student with the unusual presence feel like they were fated? Was this some sort of new Asian pick-up line?

Sakura had asked the Mother earlier about the word. She had gotten more out of it than she expected. At first, Webster's Collegiate Dictionary was thrown at her face. Then, as she was leaving, she barely caught the light whisper – "…crazy boy and his outrageous visions…go to hell, he should."

This barely proved the nagging suspicion in her mind that something important was being kept from her. Her life's painting wouldn't fit the frame.

[ - - - - - -

Eriol fingered the flimsy tickets in his hand, trying to make up his mind.

Sure, Sakura had acted very disturbingly earlier, but even he had to admit, the new student, Jun, wasn't normal.

His smiles gave Eriol a calming feeling inside, and when his golden eyes smoldered, you couldn't help but stare.

Eriol wondered if he was still straight.

"Eriol?"

Eriol turned to see Tomoyo. She had her jet black hair pulled into a high ponytail, leaving a few stands of her blue-streaked hair falling along her cheekbones. He never understood why a girl like her was best friends with Sakura Tanaka.

"Oh! Are those Obedience tickets?" she exclaimed, leaning in to flaunt on them. Eriol could smell her peculiar scent. Tomoyo Daidouji smelled like…purple. He decided to ask Tomoyo for a favour.

"Daidouji, help me. I'm going to the concert on Saturday. Would you go – "

"OH MY GOSH, ERIOL. Of course I'll go! Of course I'll help you not look like a complete loser at a concert by yourself!" she winked at him, giggling slightly. She craftily plucked one of the tickets out of Eriol's hand. With that, she skipped away, humming to herself.

Tomoyo's celerity to accept didn't allow Eriol the opportunity to finish his request.

"…ask Sakura if she would like to come with me…"

A/N: There will be no ExT pairing. With all the anti-canon things I have been doing, I feel responsible to keep at least one thing canon. And that thing is that Eriol is in love with Kaho, and Tomoyo is in love with Sakura.

Then again, maybe I'll be tempted. They're a side pairing, anyways.

I already have the next few chapters typed up. But I'd rather wait until people actually read the first few.

I won't force you to review. Or maybe I will.

I'm just taking up space again.