Card Captor S: Episode I: Act II- Card Captor S(tar) © Kitaino Megami- A Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction- Card Captor Sakura © CLAMP

Episode 1: Stars Dawning

The memories faded, washed away by the rain that was falling outside. Kitaino Megami reached out one hand and ran it down the window with the water. It was dark out side from the storm but she could still see a little bit as the mail truck pulled up. She didn't move from her spot on the window seat. It had been nearly three months since the last time she had received a letter from her parents.

"Six years. and three months." she whispered. It had been three months before her fourth birthday when she had had to leave. Despite her vast wealth of knowledge and her 164 IQ, she still didn't fully understand why she had been made to leave. Sometimes she even felt as if they hadn't told her the truth, or at least not all of it. But what did it really matter? She knew they loved her more than life itself. Although that was another thing that bothered her about having to leave. She heaved a heavy sigh as she listened to the conversation of two of the passing girls in the hall outside her room.

"I wish it wasn't so horridly dreary again today!"

"I know, to bad we can't force the sun into coming out."

"Maybe not, but I know who you can talk to if you really want the sun that bad."

One of the girls snickered and Megami shook her head. "It wasn't as if she really had any control over the weather, but most of the other kids in the village would almost swear she did. Those who had known her longest couldn't even deny the fact that the weather seemed to shift with her mood. Although she could point out many a time when she cried and the sun shown at the same time, but she never seemed to get around to it.

"Don't worry about it, I like the rain."

Megami raised her head to see a silvery haired girl, "Ikino-san!"

"How many times do I have to tell you, we're friends. So call me Kasumi!"

Megami giggled, "Hai! Kasumi-chan!"

"Kitaino-chan! You've got a letter!!"

Kasumi gave the green-haired girl and playful shove, "Go on! Hino-chan called you!"

"Hai! COMING!!!"

Megami ran down the stairs of the cottage towards the sheltered outdoor parlor on the left side of the building where Hino Karei passed out the mail. Hino-chan had kept the promise that she had made to Megami's parents just over six years ago, never once letting up. In the beginning, when Megami arrived at Kansei Village, a sort of boarding house made of lots of little cottages and slightly bigger ones-which were called retreats-Hino- chan had been an assistant to Uriko-san. Then when Uriko-san had retired, Hino-chan made sure that Megami was moved to the cottage she was put in charge of, Mikomi Cottage, which was where they both lived now. She burst into the parlor, a small smile beginning on her face.

"A letter, really, Hino-chan!?"

Hino Karei nodded as she handed the girl the letter. Megami ripped open the envelope and read through the letter. She paused, almost dazed, and re- read the letter again and a third time, her face becoming more of a blur of emotion each time.

"What is it, Gami-chan..?" Miss Hino asked worriedly.

"The. the package."

"You mean that gift."

"Yes, that one. They want me to open in it now. today."

"Is that all.? Are you going to be okay?"

Megami nodded slowly, dropped the letter, and raced up the stairs to her room. She nearly slammed her door in her haste to get the present from so long ago out of the trunk at the foot of her bed. She sat on the floor, holding the box out in front of her for a long time before she worked up the courage to pull the pale blue ribbon that tied the pink satin shut around the package. When she did, she let the pink cloth slip to the floor and dropped the ribbon, catching a smaller box just before it hit the blue shag carpet which covered her floor. In one hand, she held a strange looking book with a lock on it and in the other she held a small box, like one would keep a pair of earrings in, covered in pale silver velvet. She carefully placed the book on the floor and the box on top. There she sat, starring nervously at the gifts for what seemed like ages.