Disclaimer: I do not own CCS.

I AM SO SORRY FOR THE SUPER LATE UPDATE!!!!!!!! If you could ever find it in your hearts to forgive me I'd feel much obliged.

I blame it on my crazy English teacher with crazy homework, but other than that I DO have like four other stories to update. I was concentrating on this one because it's almost over.

So I think I'll make this chapter longer than normal to make up for it... ya!

Surfacing Memories

Chapter Four

Syaoran's POV

A pair of amber eyes stared at the ceiling above them. It wasn't that dark, event though it was twelve at night. The window was open and moonlight was gliding in.

The moon...

"ACK!" Syaoran sat up in bed shaking his head furiously. "Why... why when I see the moon I'm reminded of silver wings and when I see the sun and golden lion? I'm not too sure normal people have these types of reactions to the sun and the moon."

Put his head in his hands he mumbled to himself, "And I'm pretty sure normal people don't talk to themselves out loud either.

"But..."

He got up and opened the door to his room. Quickly grabbing a jacket he left his apartment and walked to a nearby park... penguin park, was it?

(Syaoran sleeps in green sweat pants so yah.)

Sitting down on the swings he felt the cool breeze sift through his hair.

Why...

Syaoran!!!

He clutched his head and bit his lip until it bled to keep from screaming.

Why, when that voice is so pleasant... it hurts me so much? Why do I keep hearing that voice anyway?

An image of him feeling Sakura's forehead earlier that day flashed in his mind. Him, drawing back in a sharp pain as Sakura's worried face reminded him so much of someone... he didn't know... or at least couldn't recall.

Why did I feel a spark when I touched her? A... a pink glow... a... a. I give up... it's beyond description. But it was like magic or something. The rest of the day I felt strangely energized.

Hm... just Sakura, huh? You don't suppose you like her, now do you? Li Syaoran?

"Ah! Just go away!" Syaoran shut his eyes, wishing his other 'voice' ferociously out of his brain.

A footstep could be heard and Syaoran turned around. It was Sakura, backed against a tree looking for a way out.

Part of him told him to just stay there and let her leave, but he couldn't. His body wouldn't let him. He felt himself walk over to her and hold her hand gently. His eyes softening and looking her scared and petrified face over.

I should... take her into the light at least.

The shadows of the trees were looming. He was surprised that she wasn't afraid. Wouldn't it remind her of ghosts?

Ghosts?

Syaoran nearly hit himself on the head. Why did he seem to know everything about her? Well, at least he thought he did? How she was scared of ghosts, was great at gymnastics, and failed horribly in math.

Pushing his thoughts away, he led her out into the lamplight, and stood there, unsure of what to do.

Sakura's POV

Why... did he come? I was so sure he didn't see me! I was in the shadows...

Sakura shut her eyes and thought of what possibly could have told him she was there.

The dreams had been invading her mind again. The ones where Syaoran and her were in them. She had been walking down the street when she saw him on the swings. He looked like he was in deep thought... lost somewhere she couldn't reach him.

Thinking harder, Sakura tried to think of what had happened after that. His presence was intoxicating... it was making it hard for her to think.

I had felt lonely... so lonely... so I hid from him, watching him in the shadows of the trees. I didn't make any sound...

I... I felt like crying... I still feel like crying. Why is there a hole in my heart? I was so lonely. So lonely when he looked like that. I did something wrong at the auditions... that's why he left.

He doesn't like me anyway... we barely know each other. I feel so great just being next to him, but he must feel annoyed. I'm stalking him... that's probably what he's thinking. Why would he care if confusion, pain, and sadness is swimming around in my head and heart?

And... he said... he said...

Sakura turned her head away from him, almost tearfully as she felt his eyes watching her.

He said "Go away... Just go away"

Those few word had shot an arrow through her heart.

Trying to smack herself for feeling this way about a near stranger, Sakura forced herself to remember some more.

She had been hiding in the shadows. He said those words and then turned to look at me... Why was I so paralyzed? I couldn't move from that spot. I was going to collapse... my body was only supported by the tree.

I needed to run far... far away. But why, when he held my hand... had he been able to pull me into the light so easily? Too easily... it's not fair.

Sensing his questioning eyes she didn't dare look at him as she spoke, "I'm sorry... I didn't know I was bothering you. I'll go away now."

Moving to pull her hand from his and walk away, she was astonished when his grip on her small white hand tightened.

She looked at his face. Big mistake.

He looked confused but wanting. Like he found something he shouldn't have.

Tears leaked out of her eyes silently and she put her face in her hands, sobbing uncontrollably.

"I don't know why..." she cried. "But whenever I see you... it's like I know you. Like I've been searching for you... missing part... me... you... I'm so sorry. I'm not making any sense."

"You're right."

Sakura stiffened. Rejection.

"You don't make any sense at all."

Pain shot through her body and she nearly collapsed, but two strong arms held her up in a tight embrace.

"But I feel the same way."

Watery emerald eyes looked up and searched amber ones. "H-honto?"

"Really."

Sakura cried into his jacket.

--

"Syaoran..." Sakura woke up in bed and looked around, frowning slightly as a certain brown-headed boy wasn't there.

Oh. That's right.

He had walked her home, smiling. But Sakura had pouted all the way, she had really been hoping that he'd ask her to be his girlfriend or something, but no. He just walked her home and hugged her goodnight.

Sakura pouted.

Not even a kiss.

Even with such disappointment, she quickly got dressed, thinking about how she would see him at school.

Running a comb through her silky, auburn hair, she danced down the stairs and, to the shock of her brother and father when the came down the stairs, began cooking pancakes.

"S-S-S-S-Sa-Sak-Sak-Sakura?!?!" Touya sputtered, pointing at his smiling sister. "Honey, what's wrong, are you feeling all right?" Fujitaka's voice was filled with concern as he put a hand to her head. "Hm... you don't have a temperature."

Sakura smiled cheerfully at them and offered them seats at the table, "Come on! I made pancakes!"

"Sakura, is something bothering you, dear?" Fujitaka took the seat but was staring at his daughter. "It's a bit unusual for you to... be up this early... let alone cook breakfast."

"You don't like pancakes?"

"That's not it..."

"Sakura," Touya began munching on his food as he realized his beloved little sister was just fine. "It's just weird that a little kaijuu would have the ability to wake up on time, not to mention have the courtesy to cook breakfast."

"I AM NOT A MONSTER!"

Her father smiled, relieved that things were normal as he watched with a smile his daughter stomping on her brother's foot.

--

"Sakura-chan!!!" a genki voice could be heard, reverberating throughout the hall. "Where is my best friend slash actress?!"

"T-Tomoyo-chan!" Sakura sweatdropped and waved her hand in front of her, trying to calm her friend down. "I'm not really an actress... it's just a school play..."

"DATTE!!!!!!" the amethyst-eyed girl continued babbling about how Sakura really was talented and how everyone in the school should know.

Her rambling stopped abruptly though and her 'perfect young lady' disposition returned as she smiled politely at a blue-haired boy wearing glasses.

"Eriol-kun! Good morning!" her 'heiress of Daidouji assets' mode kicking in, making her a perfectly charming and well-mannered girl. The boy, too, seemed to be extremely polite and gentlemanly that morning, "Tomoyo-san! You said it before I had a chance to, good morning."

"Since when were they on first name basis?" a warm breath tickled her ear and Sakura struggled not to scream in surprise. Turning around, she blushed, "Well... we're on first name basis too, aren't we Syaoran?"

His grin made her melt, though somehow her bones kept everything intact, "But we are working together on a play... we should be friendly!"

"And we are working on an opening act together," Eriol butted in, his ever-present smile glued to his face.

If he wasn't smiling... I think I'd be scared.

"You got me there, Eriol," Syaoran laughed.

--

"I'm Eiji, nice to meet you, want to be friends?" Syaoran smiled at a surprised Sakura. "Yah! We should!" she grinned. "My name is Misaki by the way. Can you help me up?"

Syaoran paused for a little while, that was when his 'Eiji' character was supposed to pull the little girl up onto the Sakura tree.

"Thanks... the festival is supposed to be fun... but it's been pretty boring... but now I found you and we can be friends and play together now!"

Sakura smiled at him happily. "Misaki!!!"

"Uh oh. That's my mommy, I have to go now," Sakura paused as her character supposedly slid of the tree in a hurry and twisted her ankle. "O-Owwie..."

Tears welled up in her eyes, "It hurts..." "Are you okay?" Syaoran's 'Eiji' also slid off the tree, landing softly next to where Misaki was.

Syaoran frowned and brushed away a few of Misaki's tears but they wouldn't stop. "Um.... Here then."

He held up an imaginary Sakura blossom in a supposedly silver box.

Sakura stared at the 'box' and then began drying her tears, "Is... is it for me?"

"Uh huh. But don't lose it. It was my mommy's... before she died."

"Oh... I'm sorry... I'll take good care of it... bye bye!" Sakura began running to her 'mommy.'

"Wait! Want to meet under this tree tomorrow?" he called out. "I'll wait for you! Be here after breakfast!"

"Ok!" Sakura waved and smiled before running over to the teacher.

Scratching her head slightly she smiled, "Ano... sensei... is this really okay? I mean... we're supposed to be five, right? Syaoran and me don't really look five..."

"You're acting was great by the way. About size and age... don't worry about that," Shinomaya-sensei smiled. "I'll take care of it."

"Er... Okay then. We'll be going now!" Sakura ran over and grabbed Syaoran's hand, but he pulled away abruptly.

Pacing out of the auditorium, he left a confused and hurt Sakura standing there. Running, she caught up with him and grabbed his hand, "Syaoran what's wrong- AH"

Lightening nearly struck her, but Syaoran grabbed her and pulled her out of harm's way.

"How did you do that?" Sakura stared at him before fainting.

To be continued...

MUAHAHAHAHA. Cliffy! Now another explanation for my late update. This is going to sound really stupid, but I had finished this chapter and I swear I updated my story, but I apparently didn't so... yah... EHEHEHEHE

Sensei – teacher

Datte – but

Genki – cheerful/happy-go-lucky

Kaijuu – Monster

Honto - really