Complete Summary: Our favorite group of younguns are high school freshmen (10th grade). After Sakura collected all of the Clow Cards and transformed them into Sakura Cards, Syaoran left to take care of business in Hong Kong. As both of them handled the everyday challenges of life, they became less and less dependent on each other, and any unsaid feelings that may have been present while they were in the same country quickly disappeared - or so they thought. What happens when they meet on the first day of high school, after almost five long years apart? S+S fluff, with some E+T and T+Y thrown in there somewhere.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my computer and your soul. *shrugs*

Warning: Shounen-ai wherever Touya and Yukito have romantic scenes together. [big, cheesy, shounen-ai fangirlish grin]

Key: Thoughts are italicized, scene changes are marked by 15 asterisks (*), flashbacks are separated from present time by 15 "equals" signs (=) at the beginning and end, author's notes during the story are "displaced" with [brackets], and the author's notes at the beginning and end of the chapter are separated by 15 tildes (~).

And no, I'm not trying to be patronizing. I just want to write as little as possible, so I figured I'd mark the transitions clearly, since it pains me to type out "Flashback" whenever one occurs. ~_~

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Prologue

She sighed deeply, dragging a heavy countenance behind her as she approached the auxiliary door. Remembering that this was Her Place of Business, she quickly regained her composure. Head up. Shoulders back. Chest out.

That's a good girl.

She looked straight at the wooden door, daring it to knock her back a few steps. Satisfied when it showed no signs of defiance, especially in this, Her Place of Business, se grinned to herself, and with one swift step forward, firmly slid the door open and stepped inside the classroom.

The idle chatter amongst the people inside instantly stopped, and she allowed herself a quiet chuckle as she scanned the general layout of the area. There were about 50 desks facing the front of the room, aligned in 10 tidy rows. No, columns, she thought, grimacing and decidedly chastising herself.

Near the back of the room, closer to where she was currently standing, were three large rectangular tables, sitting about six people each. She took one good look at that which was closest to her, and she smiled, observing the slightly tattered condition of the wood surface as well as the mild rust developing at the base of the table's legs.

"Kinomoto, so nice of you to join us!" The loud, perhaps "too happy" salutation from her teacher brought her out of her dazed state of amusement, and the students who had spent those good 10 seconds of their lives staring at her snapped back to attention as well.

Sakura Kinomoto was, in fact, extremely pretty, though she herself was quite unaware of it. Her light brown hair fell in wavy patterns across her back, and her eyes were a piercing emerald in color, although they held a certain tenderness within them. She smiled coolly but sincerely at the teacher, again capturing the attention of most of the boys in the room. "Am I late again?"

Terada-sensei shook his head and smiled. "I saved you a nice seat in front. I've learned over the years never to trust your sense of 'punctuality'." The entire class laughed at this statement, and Sakura was finally able to relax. The dread she had first felt when she stepped up to the classroom door lifted from her shoulders. She laughed a bit and made her way to her new seat, just to stop dead in her tracks. She stared straight at the person who occupied the seat directly behind her own.

She never expected to see Syaoran Li staring back.

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Wow, the prologue is insanely short, isn't it? I've never been one to write long stories. X.x Well, tell me what you think so far! Oh, I like flames, too, so send them my way! *smooches insolent, malicious, pejorative, nasty-looking flamers* ^^