Hello! B-L again! I've been writing this chapter for the longest time, and I think it's one of my favourites so far. I can't wait to continue this story 'cos I like where it's going!!

Thank you for all the great reviews! Sorry it's been a few months since I updated. Anyway... Here goes! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own CCS, obviously. (but I do own Aya and Michiya)

Chapter 5

Sakura was in the girl's bathroom, tidying her hair and re-doing her makeup after cheerleading to go and have coffee with Michiya. "It's just coffee," she said to her self for what seemed the hundredth time that afternoon.

Aya walked in. She had been very distant and cold in the practice after Michiya asked her out, and it was obvious why. But Sakura didn't want to explain herself to Aya any more than she already had, so she smiled at her and left the bathroom to find Michiya standing in the entrance hall of the school.

"Hi!" He smiled at her, "Let's go find somewhere for a coffee then, eh?"

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Sakura and Michiya stayed in the coffee shop for over 2 hours, chatting and laughing together, and Sakura found herself thinking that she hadn't had this much fun with a guy for God-knows how long. She hadn't expected the two of them to get along quite so well, and they had loads in common.

Michiya, on the other hand, couldn't believe his luck. Here he was, making the most desired girl in the school laugh and choke on her coffee! But, all good things must come to an end, so he paid the bill (paying for Sakura's coffee too…) and they left.

While Michiya was walking Sakura back to her house, he realised that out of all of the girls he had gone out with, Sakura was by far the easiest to talk to, and the best thing was that she seemed to enjoy talking to him, too! Sakura's house came around the corner far too quickly.

"Thanks for taking me out for coffee, Michiya! I really enjoyed spending time with you." Sakura told him with a smile.

"Well, maybe we should do it again some time!" Michiya replied happily.

"Maybe we should."

Sakura hugged him and turned to go inside. "Sakura-" Michiya took her arm and turned her back around to him, and kissed her on the cheek before going home himself.

She stood there for a long minute holding her cheek, then went inside.

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Syaoran dressed very carefully, making sure that he looked good in his uniform, because, after all, he was trying to win Sakura back. Yep, he looked hot. He knew that he was good looking, but in his mind all that mattered was that Sakura thought so. The other girls could look if they liked, but he was all Sakura's.

He left the apartment and locked up. He slung his new bag over his shoulder and got in his car. He wasn't sure if it would be allowed at school but if he was going to get attention he may as well make an entrance while he was at it.

Sakura was doing her hair in her bedroom. She picked up the green material she used to tie her hair up, remembering the time she got injured and Syaoran ripped his outfit to bandage her wound. This material was what was now in her hair.

'One more time,' she thought. She would give herself this last day to think about him. After that, who knew? Michiya obviously liked her, along with half of the male population of the school, but without her Syaoran tunnel vision, who knew whom she would find?

She left her bedroom and grabbed an apple, greeting her father and brother with a kiss on the cheek. Straight out the door with her rollerblades she came across Michiya.

"Want an escort to school?" He asked sweetly, holding out his arm.

"Well now that you're here, why not?" Sakura knew that she was flirting with him a little, but heck, why not.

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Syaoran rolled up to school in his car and parked in the car park. "VISITORS ONLY", said the sign. 'I guess that's what I'll be if this plan goes to pot, right?' Syaoran thought to himself. He still had no idea what he was going to say or do when he saw Sakura. He had been looking forward to this day ever since he left all those years ago, but now it came to it he could hardly think.

He rounded the corner into the courtyard and there she was. She was as beautiful as he had seen on the news. Not expecting to see her so immediately, he made some sort of strange strangled noise in his throat.

"Oh my gosh are you ok?" A girl's voice inquired. Syaoran looked up and saw a very pretty girl looking concerned at him.

"No, I'm fine thanks, just got something in my throat." Syaoran lied.

"The name's Aya. I'm guessing you're a new student? I hope we're in the same class, you're a cutie!"

Syaoran was shocked by her forwardness, no girl in China had ever spoken to him in that way, but that was probably because everyone knew who he was and how powerful his family was. He looked around and Sakura had gone. He felt his heart drop when he realised that she had been walking with a guy. How could he have been so stupid, leaving her for so many years? And he felt stupid again for thinking that she would ever remember him, or that he was so important to her that she wouldn't date other guys.

Aya saw his mood change. "Want me to take you to the admissions office? They'll put you in a class. Come on!" She grabbed his arm and dragged him into the school building.

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Sakura sat at her desk trying to focus on listening to the register. She was thinking about Michiya, and how even though he was so sweet she wasn't sure if she was considering him because she wanted a way to get over Syaoran or just because she liked him.

Terada-sensei paused in the register as Aya walked in, gave him a note and took her seat. She deliberately avoided Sakura's eye. 'Bitter 'cos I went for coffee with Michiya,' Sakura thought bitterly. She hated upsetting her friends.

"Class, apparently today we have a new student, I hope you will all make him welcome!" Terada-sensei paused and went to the door to let the new student in.

Sakura got butterflies. Every time they had a new student she tensed, hoping and praying that it would be Him, and getting so disappointed when it wasn't. Despite her tries to get over Syaoran, she couldn't help hoping once again that it was him.

Sakura was on the verge of tears when Terada opened the door, beckoned the student in and returned to his desk. Nervously entering the room was Syaoran. "This is Li Syaoran, a returning student from China. A few of you might remember him. Please make him welcome!"

Sakura's eyes widened, and she realised that all of her friends were looking at her. Her heart beat double-time, and then more when she met his gaze. Even those who didn't know the history now knew there was something going on. Syaoran stood there at the front of the class and took a deep breath.

"It's nice to see many of you again, and to those I have yet to meet, I look forward to the opportunity." He bowed his head slightly and walked to the back of the class, his old seat behind Sakura, and paused at her desk. She looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights of a car she was so shocked. He dropped a note on her desk and took his seat.

"Sakura, I came to this school not to study but to see you. Please forgive me for not contacting you. Meet me under the cherry blossom tree at lunch and we'll talk."

Tomoyo looked round at Syaoran and smiled at him, showing that she was happy to see him, but he was looking only at Sakura as though starstruck. Others looked round at him too.

Aya looked over at Sakura. There was some history there, she could sense it. Li was clearly trying to get her attention but she was stunned by his appearance. It wasn't fair! Who was she to take away Michiya and still have this amazingly hot guy fall in love with her too? 'I'll maker her pay,' Aya thought bitterly.

Michiya felt a rage bubbling up inside him. Who was this Li guy? What right did he have to fawn all over his Sakura? Terada said he was returning. Maybe he was the guy that rejected Sakura. 'I'll make him pay,' Michiya thought, clenching his teeth and his fists alike.

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