Hey guys! here goes my first fanfic, hope you like it... lol ... iknow iknow, just go easy on me k?

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Prologue

A woman with long wavy hair stumbled backwards with fear as a dark cloaked man advanced up upon her, a silver blade shown in his hand. As if the temperature had suddenly dropped below zero degrees she could feel goose bumps along her arms and could not help but tremble.

"Where is it?" the man demanded for the third time, his patience was running low. "Tell me where you hid it!" his forceful voice sent chills down her spine. His face was out of sight under that hood but she could imagine the worst. 'No matter what he must not know'.

"I won't tell you… you will never know!" she tried to master all her courage but was failing miserably.

"You underestimate me" he snickered "last chance… tell me where it is or you will not want to know what fate awaits you!" At his last word she felt her back hit the wall, 'this is it' she thought sadly 'it's the end of the road and no escape'. Silently she made her final prayers.

"No" she answered, ready to accept her horrid fate. Before she could turn her emerald eyes away the sharp blade pierced toward her…

At the turn of midnight the city bells of Tomoeda drowned out all her screams.

Chapter 1 – So it begins again

RINGGGGGGGG….

Feeling her head pounding she reluctantly raised her head from her desk, a stream of light suddenly blinded her causing momentarily dizziness. She felt her head pounding at the ring of the bell, it was that horrible dream again… it's so vague in her mind now but she still remember the frightened young woman, the hooded figure and the bells… She had dreams like this before, the similar feeling…could it be?…

Shaking her head she struggled to unhook herself from her chair with great difficulty in her still half – asleep state. Before she know it she felt herself swing backwards out of balance, her muscles tensed… uh oh

"Sakura!" a hand rushed to balance her in her seat, she looked up weakly at her best friend, her amethyst eyes filled with worry "daijyoubu desu ka Sakura chan?"

"Hai Tomoyo, I'm just a bit tired these few days, I'll be better after an efficient amount of sleep." She give out a short laugh and signed then looked around surprised that they were the only ones in the room.

"Class's over Sakura, Ishida sensei had given us twice the amount of math homework for the weekend and since you feel asleep…" she pointed to the piece of paper on her desk. Sakura followed her finger only to find the word 'Detention' stared up at her in bold. She signed again 'great, this just gets better'

"This new math teacher is tough" Tomoyo commented

"Yeah, how am I going to survive this year!" T.T

Unknown to the girls, a dark figure stood in the shadows outside the classroom window watching them carefully. Another paused outside the door but continued to walk on…

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Just over a week ago…

A young man with missy chocolate hair and gorgeous amber eyes (. guess who that is…lol) stood on his balcony overlooking the Li estate void of any emotions. Ever since he left Japan 8 years ago he had turned back to this cold old self pushing everyone around him away. All those years of training had surly paid off seeing his well – built body adding to his drop – dead good looks he would most probably have the entire female species in HK falling for him… but of cause, he show his feelings to none, none but the only girl he had ever loved… it has been such a long time since that faithful day when he first arrived at his 3rd grade glass in Japan. Those emerald eyes, so full of life. Although he had not admit it then, the truth is he fell instantly in love with them… the gratitude in them when ever he helped her, the happiness, the sorrow and tears when he reluctantly turned to leave… it's been so long yet he can remember every detail…

Shaking his mind out of his junior high memories and tried to focus more on his meditation, but with all his concentration he still can't block out the image of his genki Sakura…HIS Sakura, it just sounded so right…

"Master Li" and old yet steady voice called from behind, turning around Li found his former tutor standing behind him.

"what is it Wei?"

"Your mother had just called you to the meeting room… seems like the elders would like a word with you" Syaoran groaned at the mentioning of the elders 'what do these old drags want now?' he could only imagine, he had almost completed his trains that they called for.

"I'll be there in 5 minutes" he bitted out coldly and turned back to finish is meditation.

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In the meeting room

"WHAT!" Syaoran yelled at the council before him "I thought we already went through this before and the answer is NO! which part of it do you not understand! Plus Meilin already declined with the engagement, she has her own boyfriend now, how do you think she will feel!"

"Meilin is not who we had in mind." Said the oldest to the elders with calm despite some of his colleges cringed at the young masters out blow. "We had a connection with the Japan's monarch and they agreed to have their youngest member married into our clan, it's a gain for both of us and we have to respect their royalty with such an offer."

"Well there's got to be a catch! Which royal family will send their youngest descendent away to a foreign clan?" he retorted.

"She's marring you for a start, that's got to be worth something" the elder looked at him with an arched eyebrow "also, her family will have our protection. No more arguments, the decision is final!… unless of cause, you want to be dishonored"

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Li family hall

It is one night that his sisters know to keep away from him. Yilen stood in front of her son with a worried expression on her face. Over the years she understood just how deeply in love her son is with the card mistress. Personally she liked the genki girl from Japan, she admired her inner strength and courage, 'she will surpass any snobbish princesses' she thought, but then again she doesn't know this princess from Japan, how she hasn't even heard of her before let alone know that the elders had engaged her son to her.

"Another arranged marriage" Syaoran muttered under his breath "they have no idea how it feels to have your live controlled! They are up to something, they always are. They don't even know love, God, I mean who in their right state of mind would agreed to a arranged marriage!" the he suddenly halted. Yilen was looking at the family portraits lining along the wall in the family hall, a hint of smile was barely visible at the corner of her lips. "Oh, right. They ALL did." Throwing his hands into the air.

"He was a great friend, and we grew to love each other" Yilen stated "but others were in the same situation as you my son, they did what they have to do out of duty and what's best for the clan. None of them ended tragic because they had accept it, once you accept it everything will start to fall in place. Life work in mysterious ways, you never know what will await you, it might turn out the least of what you think. After all you have never met this princess, how can you judge her now? It wouldn't be fair for her. Maybe she's in the same situation as you even." Silently she hoped for the better.

"That's exactly why they shouldn't do this! They never think of other people but them selves!" he was on the verge of holding on to his temper right now, if it wasn't his mother standing in front of him right now he would probably use them as a punch bag.

Yilen rubbed her temples, this has obviously proven to be difficult. "You are going to meet her next week and you are going to be on your best behavior. At least give the poor girl a chance if she disserves it. As long as no body gets hurt I'm going to let you do what you think is right and face the consequences on your own. Just don't disappoint me." With that she walked out of the room leaving Syaoran to the eyes of their ancestors.

Signing heavily, he looked up again, only this time he found his father's portrait looking down on him with those fierce amber eyes so much like his own, yet full of reassurance. "Otousan, what have you planed for me?"

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Present time

From outside the classroom window Syaoran can see clearly the girl he had loved since 4th grade. She had grown more beautiful in the absents of the past few years, the blouse of her uniform fitted perfectly to her curved structure. His angle standing right before him… only her pink aura seems to glow fainter than it used to be 'maybe she hasn't been using her magic in the past few years' he thought. But when he caught a glimpse of her emerald orbs he knew… they were dim and lifeless, although she was still her kind soul the once cheerfulness has left… she has been hurt for so long, like him. At that moment he felt a sudden surge of happiness that she loved him as much he to her, but as fast as it came it disappeared into guilt and sadness. He could never bring her back again.

Ever since he arrived in Japan to meet his so called fiancé, he had not stopped to think of coming to see Sakura for one last time. Now he had convinced himself maybe it's better to just see her and not 'see' her. The news of his new engagement will surely hurt her even more deeply. Signing (it seems he had been signing a lot lately) he toke one last longing look at his love and turned away once again.

Inside the class room Sakura was sure that she felt someone watching her. She turned to the window but seeing nothing but the glaring of the afternoon sun, she shrugged and followed Tomoyo out.

Moments before he found two of his students still in the classroom, one obviously just woken up. He frowned and continues his way to the offices. When he just rounded the corner he heard them again. Letting a smirk finding its way to his face as a steady crimson aura glowed around him "So we finally meet Sakura, I hope you are as good as he said you are."

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Night

Sakura was doing her usual chores washing the dishes. Her father had died in a car accident just two years after Syaoran left her, those years she has no idea how she had survived. She tried her best not to show her sorrow in front of her friends but once she stepped through the doorway of her house she let herself cry till she have no tears left.

To her curiosity, since a year before her father's death they started to move more frequently. After the incident her brother Touya had them moving every six-month saying it was for the convenience of his archeological studies that he toke over from their father. Something about this just wasn't right. They say 'curiosity killed the cat', but it was that curiosity which had been kept her going for the last few years, maybe it wasn't just accidents? She groaned, ever since she meet Tomoyo again at her new school in Tokyo last month she thought everything will be starting to go for the better, why was she suddenly thinking of it again?

Ringggggg………

The doorbell broke her thoughts. "Coming!" she yelled after wiping her hands dry. 'who would come at this hour?' she wondered.

When she opened the front door she gasped…

"Kinomoto san desu ka?" it was a local mail man… but at this hour?

"…Hai," she answered a little unsure of the situation.

"I have an important mail from your great grand father Kinomoto san, he asked to deliver it to you urgently."

Blocks away in a dark room only lit by a few candles a cloaked figure sat in his magic ring.

Gazing out the lively night city of Tokyo he smirked. Yes, just as how he remembered it to be; people so neglectful of what they have, so naive.

"I trust you saw her too" his voice ran cold through the chamber "have to warn you though, she's tougher than she looks."

"She still have much to learn too" said another man approaching him, his face still in the shadows "at the moment we shouldn't have too much trouble finding it"

"But it would be much easier to let others finding it for us... keep going with our plan, this is going to get very interesting..."

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a/n: done! i feel for all the authors out there... it's not easy writing a story, so if u readers will kindly review (i know you want to, yes see the nice purple button at the bottom of the page? pressed it! -jumpsps around crazy- i'll give you chocolate...)

ps.just a warning though... nothing in this story is what it seems...

and is it me or is it so hard to keep format here?