I fail at this, right? It has been a little less than 3 years since I last updated and I know all the sorrys in the world will not make up for it. I understand. I'm sorry, guys. I'm trying so hard to get back into fandom and I have recently read a few stories here and there (it's so hard to find a fic to please me nowadays…any recommendations?). However, I don't think it's enough to whip me back in shape. I have reread the last 5 chapters, and holy fucking shit (excuse my potty mouth; it seems to have gotten worse), what the hell was I writing? Why didn't anyone tell me I was sprouting shit? I almost cried at the nonsense I was apparently pulling out of my ass.

Then I decided to read some of my reviews, and dammit, you guys just made my day. Honesty, I never felt more loved and needed and my heart literally swelled in happiness. I knew I couldn't just leave this lying down and I already promised at the very beginning that I was going to finish this damn thing even if it kills me.

This story is taking a completely different turn now. I have started revising and reediting every chapter and trying to turn this from my 13 year old bullshit and actually make it something worth reading. To be honest, I had completely forgot where I was going with this anyways, so it's a perfect time for me to rethink plot lines and stop making things so incoherent and disgustingly shitty, for a lack of better terms. Honesty, I am utterly repulse by what I wrote…I can't even read it without cringing at the abomination that is my writing. Eugh.

So anyways, just letting you guys know I'm working on this and I'm still alive. I'm currently reediting chapter one, and I have no idea when I'll be posting it because I need more inspiration – CCS fandom is so dead to me – and plus school is just kicking my ass like never before. But don't be alarm if you see chapter 1 again and so forth because that's just me trying to make up for 3 years of hiatus and making things right again.

BUT! In case you would like a snippet, here's the first part of chapter one that I rewrote:

The music boomed loudly in the room as the techno beats increased the throbbing in her head. She closed her eyes and tried to repress the migraine that was slowly fighting its way into her temple. She forced herself to push through the mass of gyrating couples and mentally gagged as she felt the slick sweat passed onto her own skin.

She should've never listened to Tomoyo.

A wandering hand founds its way to her behind and she turned around in disgust.

"Hey babe, want to dance?" someone offered.

She clenched her teeth, "Listen 'babe,' why don't you remove your hand before I sue your ass for all that you are not worth?"

The figure held up both arms in defense and backed away. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

'Find a happy place…find a happy place,' she opened her eyes again and it landed on a bright 'Exit' sign.

'Freedom!' she thought as she continued to push her way through the ever so growing crowd. With a final shove she managed to squeeze between the doors and free herself from the humping chain.

Sakura Kinomoto took a deep breathe of the Tokyo midnight air and proceeded to glare at the flashing building in front of her; both hands on her hips with cheeks puffed out.

Tomoyo Daidouji was going to die.

I hope it got better and it's something you guys are still interested in reading because I'm writing this for all the rockin' reviewers that took the time to actually write something for me. You guys are amazing! Again, I don't know when the full chapter will be up because I'm planning on taking down the chapters soon, but it will be done!

And lastly, something for all SS lovers. Heh.

Sakura stared in disgust at the scene in front of her. She knew she did something wrong when she heard noises that normal living, breathing humans do not make, but she went anyways. And as hard as she tried, her poor innocent eyes just could not detach themselves from the display in front of her.

There, in all his (stupid and idiotic, might she add) glory was Syaoran Li, sucking on a girls face like she was his lifeline. She saw his large hand ran down the bareness of her back and down to her – oh! That was NOT appropriate!

Sakura felt hotness spread throughout her neck and onto her face before she forced herself to shut her eyes. She was not witnessing this. This was wrong. This was all wrong. She could feel his hands on her own body, his hot breath whispering dirty things in her ear, promises of a night's worth of guilty pleasure. A cold shiver rang down her spine and she opened her eyes in embarrassment, ashamed to be thinking of such thoughts.

A moan was softy cried out and Sakura didn't know if it came from herself or the girl that was currently straddling Syaoran on his rental car. She tore her eyes away from their crushing bodies and gave a quick glance at him one last time before she froze in place.

Softly scraping his teeth across her ear, Syaoran reached his hands inside the girl's dress as his molten golden eyes stared directly at Sakura in her hiding place.