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Previously on Queen of Clubs:

All of the sudden, something outside the limo's window caught her eye. A very, VERY huge something. Sakura's eyes widened in shock.

Tomoyo chuckled at her friend's amazement "And that, my dear Sakura, is the Clubs Castle – Japan's headquarters of The Deck."

Chapter 2 – She Came with a Bang

Sakura stepped out of the limousine with her mouth wide open. It's the only thing she could do – gape at the enormous building in front of her.

The building WAS nothing short of a castle – made out of bring and a full five stories high! Wide windows gleamed on every wall and carved stone statues and relieves adorned the façade of the mansion. The gardens surrounding the front of the castle were just as magnificent – filled with blooming trees and flowers, and even a fountain! If this is how the front of the mansion looked like, Sakura could only guess as to the wonders she would find INSIDE.

"Stop staring, and let's go inside! I'm sure people are already waiting for us!" at saying that, Tomoyo quickly grabbed Sakura by the arm and dragged her towards the front entrance.

The front door was just as massive as the rest of the building – huge double doors carved out of a dark oak wood. Tomoyo used a giant knocker to announce their arrival. A few moments passed before the giant doors were swung open and Sakura – for the second time in that day – was tackled by a mass of hair.

"SAKURAAAAAAAAAA!" a chorus of voices screamed and Sakura found herself embraced by none other that Rika, Chiharu, and Naoko – girls that she grew up with just like Tomoyo. She was so happy to see them, that she momentarily forgot that their tight hugs were making it hard for her to breathe.

"G-guys! What are you doing here?" was the only thing Sakura managed to squeak out.

"Well," replied Chiharu, loosening her grip on Sakura, "We're in the society! Well… Rika and I are, that is. Naoko is joining this year – just like you!" Hearing this Sakura threw a surprised look at all of them, and finally landed her gaze at Tomoyo, who was currently busy filming Sakura's reunion with her childhood friends.

Tomoyo grinned "Sakura's surprised face #2!" The rest of the girls giggled and dragged Sakura inside of the house.

"You're going to love it here, Sak!" cheered Chiharu, "With you here, our former Tomoeda group is finally complete!" Sakura smiled in agreement. 'That's true,' she thought, 'The five of us used to always hang out back in Tomoeda.'

Sakura's focus was then shifted to the interior of the mansion. The front hall was… amazing. It was absolutely enormous and even somewhat intimidating for someone like Sakura, who has never been in a place quite like it. The Front hall was richly decorated with paintings, sculptures, and beautiful plush furniture. In the middle of it, a giant stair case ran up to the next level of the house, dividing the mansion into two wings – left and right. People were rushing to and fro in the hall, gathering in groups, laughing, talking, exchanging formalities. Everything seemed to be buzzing with excitement.

Sakura didn't fail to notice that all of the people, excluding herself, were wearing clubs brooches much like Tomoyo's. All of them were silver, yet all had different numbers carved into them. She saw amongst the crowd nines, sevens, threes… In fact, every number card of a card deck was represented by someone or many someones!

Sakura noticed that her friends – Rika and Chiharu – were wearing pins with a 10 engraved in them. 'So they're in Tomoyo's rank…' she thought. She then quickly glanced at Naoko, who was wearing a pin as well, only hers read "1".

Sakura's thoughts were then rudely interrupted as someone harshly bumped into her, making her nearly fall of her back. Sakura squeaked in surprise, but then realized that Rika, who was standing behind her, grabbed a hold of her just in time to prevent Sakura from falling straight on her ass.

Sakura shifted her face towards the person that has so offensively bumped into her. It was a young man nearly an entire head taller than her, stylishly dressed in a dark suit. The back of his head was covered with messy brown hair.

BACK of his head? Oh, yes… The guy was actually walking away without even glancing at Sakura to see if she were alright. As Sakura realized that the person who practically pushed her wasn't stopping to apologize, her anger flared.

"Excuse you!" she bit out at the retreating figure.

At this phrase the young man stopped and slowly, very slowly, turned his head to face Sakura. "What was that?" his voice was deep and masculine, with a hint of dangerous annoyance in it. Sakura could not help but notice the beautiful shade of his eyes – gleaming, fiery amber. Yet at the moment the eyes were staring through narrowed eyelids. Sakura didn't like this one bit.

"You bump into, cause me to nearly fall on the floor, and then go one as if it's not something that deserves an apology?" she stared at him in fuming disbelief. 'The nerve of this guy! People in this society better NOT have manners such as that!'

"Well, perhaps you should have been looking where you were going!" he growled in a low tone and was about to continue on his way before…

"I could say the same for you!" Sakura was not going to let him go without receiving an apology. She might be new to this society, but she was not a pushover!

The young man once again turned to her, his face now slightly tinted with surprise. 'Who is this moron of a girl? Doesn't she know who she's talking to?' His eyes traveled her clothing and found no sign of a pin to indicate her rank. 'Must be an inductee' at this he sighed in frustration.

"Stupid! Do you even know who you're dealing with? Why don't you just let this go and run along with your business. I have more important people to be taking with." At that, he turned on his heels and continued walking away from the scene.

People all around were now staring at the two arguing and Sakura would not let herself be talked to in that way in front of a group of strangers. The arrogance of this guy simply blew her mind, and in a fit of anger, she did the unbelievable…

She took the first thing she could lay her hands on – her purse – and threw it, yes THREW IT, straight towards the once again retreating form of the young man.

With a loud 'thwomp' the purse hit the brown-haired man right in the back of his head making everyone around them gasp in shock and amazement.

"Cad!" Sakura spit out through clenched teeth and turned to walk away herself. When she turned around, however, she found her friends looking at her with fearful admiration.

"S-sakura… That was The King!" stuttered the shocked Rika.

Sakura stood still as a statue, her eyes wide with disbelief. "T-the King?" she muttered.

"Yes, the King" said the masculine voice right from behind her. Sakura's back stiffened and she was much too scared to turn around and face The King. 'Oh, God… This is just my luck!' she screamed in her mind, yet on the outside, she recollected herself and turned around only to find two amber orbs boring into her own eyes.

She noticed that his eyes were now sparkling with some amusement. Sakura allowed herself to note just how handsome his eyes really were, but then she noticed that the amusement in his eyes largely came due to the small smirk that rested on his lips. Immediately Sakura knew that the amusement that she saw in his eyes was to come at her own expense.

He slowly handed her the purse.

"Since you're obviously new around here, I won't have your head for this little stunt," he said in his low, silky voice," However… If I were you, I'd be a little more careful with flinging my things at total strangers. You never know how it might come back to you…" his smirk widened as he saw fear filling Sakura's eyes. He gave her a wink and walked away, leaving her in her stunned position.

Sakura remained stationary for a few more moments before she sighed in desperation, "So much for gaining the favor of the Royal Court…"

What Sakura did not know that by irritating one royal, she greatly pleased another.

"Ah! I see our last inductee has arrived! And arrived for a bang!" a voice boomed across the entire hall. Sakura's eyes shifted to the source of the voice – the staircase. A girl no older than Sakura herself was slowly making her way down the staircase, beaming with a great smile.

The girl's long black hair was pulled into two ponytails at each side of her head. She was wearing a glamorous Chinese-styled dress that came down to her knees. Near the collar of the dress, a gold pin with a "P" engraved into it shimmered in the light.

As the young woman descended the staircase, she made her way straight towards Sakura. Once she came face to face with her, she looked Sakura up and down and concluded her observation by throwing Sakura a wide grin.

"That was some throw!" she laughed, "I haven't seen my cousin so surprised in years!" At this she gave Sakura a hard pat on the back, causing her to nearly topple over.

"I'm Meilin, by the by, Meilin Li. The Page of the Royal Court" she beamed at Sakura, "I gotta tell ya, you've got some spunk! It takes a lot to make Syaoran express ANY sort emotion."

"Umm… Thanks?" Here Sakura was, thinking that she would be severely punished for her antics, and she was getting a pat on the back for it? She didn't know whether to laugh or cry for joy.

"Don't worry… You've got my respect. HA! Syaoran's face was priceless!" she laughed out loud and began to walk away in the direction that The King – or Syaoran, as Meilin called him – went in. But before Meilin walked too far away, she turned and asked "What's your name, by the way?"

"S-sakura! Sakura Kinomoto" Sakura managed to mumble out.

"Ah!" Meilin cried in recognition, "You're the girl that Tomoyo invited in, no?" Sakura only nodded in reply. "Well then, Sakura… Good luck with the initiation" Meilin gave her a playful wink and threw her a tiny glittering object. When Sakura caught it, she recognized it as the now all-too-familiar clubs shaped brooch. Only this one was engraved with a "2".

Tomoyo and the rest of the girls ran over to Sakura and looked at the object she was holding in her hand.

"Wow! Meilin obviously thinks you're good enough to start initiation as a two! Way to go, Sakura!" said Tomoyo.

"Yeah, thanks… But you're forgetting that I still might have to face the wrath of The King. Something tells me he won't make this easy for me…" Sakura sighed.

"Aww… Don't worry, Sak!" chirped Chiharu, "With your bubbly personality, you'll have no problem getting through this initiation!"

"Yeah!" piped in Naoko, "Everyone will love you!"

"Thanks, guys…" Sakura praised the lord that her friends were there to support her. 'As long as they're around, I'll have nothing to worry about…'

Then Tomoyo grabbed Sakura and Naoko by the hands and dragged them off after Meilin.

"Come on! Enough of this sappiness! It's time to get the ball rolling and get you guys started on your first week's initiation task!"

Preview of Chapter 3

He allowed himself to look her up and down. Though she was only wearing jeans and a light pink tank top, he could tell that she had a great body. He slightly blushed when he realized just where his thought were about to take him.

He cleared his throat and shook his head to clear his mind. Yet when he turned his attention back to Sirota, he found him staring at Sakura with much the same eyes as he was just seconds ago. 'No… The look HE's giving her is different… It's lustful' thought Syaoran with aversion.