Chapter 1: Applying

~Syaoran's P.O.V.~

I came here, to Tomoeda Japan, a week ago. It isn't much better than home, although it doesn't carry the painful memories that Hong Kong did. I guess it is nice here...I've only lived here for a week. And that was spent getting an apartment, and furnishing it with what little money I had.

After that point, I would spend the days just laying on the small pallet I had, for I didn't take much money so I couldn't buy a bed, staring into nothing. Nothing...that is what I still feel like.

Eventually I decided to go to school. About two weeks after moving here. Just for something to do..something to occupy my time...

~Normal P.O.V.~

Syaoran walked calmly up the drive of Seijou High School where he would be attending. The day had started for students already so the gate had been closed, but Syaoran had just ignored it and lept over it. Now he calmly trotted inside, his face a total blank.

"May I help you?" a receptionist in the office inquired a little irratably as Syaoran walked into the office. She was giving him a look that asked: "how is it you got through the gate without our knowing?"

Syaoran nodded. "I'm a transfer student from Hong Kong, China, and I came to register here."

The resceptionist pushed her glasses that had been slipping up, and typed something on her computer. "Name?"

Syaoran stared at her for a moment. "Li Xiao Lang," he answered after his momentary pause, in which he had decided to use his real name. No one here would even know him after all.

"Li Syaoran," the lady mumbled, using the Japanese equivalent of Syaoran's name. She typed it in and then got the rest of the information she needed from Syaoran.

"Okay, we need your parents to sign these forms, and to verify everything. Is there a number where I can reach them?" the lady asked, dropping some forms on the counter for Syaoran.

"My parents? Ano...I-"

"Of course! Hurry up please, we don't have all day..."

Lie Xiao Lang! LIE! He hollered at himself. "My parents are dead...which is why I came here," he lied without breaking a sweat.

"I'm so sorry," the lady apologized, not sounding really sorry, "okay what about your guardian?"

Syaoran growled deep in his throat. Something he did when he was angry or agitated.

"If I can take these home, then I can get my 'guardian' to sign it. And mabye have them come verify it," Syaoran mumbled, grabbing the papers and leaving.

Damn...who would have thought that I would have to go through this just to go to school...gods...why did I want to? Oh well..I can probably forge a signature.

Stretching as he walked to the fence of the school Syaoran tilted his head to the cloudless sky.

"Mei Ling...I'm starting a knew life here. And know I still havn't forgoten you and never will..."

"Aint that sweet?" a surly voice sneered behind him. "And what are you doing here? You aren't wearing the school uniform. Oh well, I bet you've got money anyways!"

A meaty hand grabbed Syaoran to stop him from walking. Syaoran stopped, glaring ahead. Mad at himself for being caught off guard and extremely pissed at whomever was messing with him.

"Now fork it over, or I'll have to mess you up!"

Syaoran set down the papers he had been carrying, and hoped the wind decided not to blow. Then he straightened and delivered a swift kick to his antagonizer's stomach.

Then calmly picking the papers up, he left.

~~ somewhere else in Seijou High~~

Sakura sighed and stretched as she vacated the classroom with the other students for lunch. She was happy for the break. Math had just ended, and she HATED math.

"I think I might have failed that math test," she yawned, pulling her arms out infront of herself.

Her friend giggled, and held up a camcorder. "You are so kawaii even as a teenager exasperated over math!" The girls amethyst eyes glittered with happiness.

Sakura *anime fell* in exasperation. "Hoe...Tomoyo-chan, why do insist on doing that? I'm not that interesting or cute you know..."

The filmer, known as Tomoyo, looked apalled at that. "Of course you are Sakura-chan! Don't say that!"

Sakura sighed.

Tomoyo and Sakura walked outside to have lunch to the sight of the school bully, Baka (a/n: couldn't resist. ^_^), doubled over cluching his stomach.

Sakura laughed a little. "Looks like someone gave him a taste of his own medicine...even if it wasn't nice..."

Tomoyo giggled. "There you are being cute again! This weekend I'm going to film another mini-movie of you! Fairy 'Sakura'!" Tomoyo got that weird dazed look in her eyes again.

Sakura sweatdroped.

~~Sakura's P.O.V.~~

Tomoyo was being all strange again. Hoe...it is exasperating sometimes the way that girl films me in her "mini-movies". And her mentioning another one was totally random.

But then...what about Baka? I wonder who did that to him? Well I think he got what he deserved...but still I felt sorry for him. I have a weakness of not liking to see anyone hurt I guess.

Turning away, and stretching again to work off the last of the stress from that test last period, and caught a glimps of someone in the far distance walking away from the school. I could barely make out messy chestnut-colored hair.

I wonder who he was...