Disclaimer: I wish I owned Card Captor Sakura, but I don't. Oh well, maybe next lifetime.

Again, these are my poems. Please don't take and please don't steal.

Summary: It's been five years since Sakura and Syaoran have seen each other. Yet, they still recall the one summer when they had met. Sakura was moving from her hometown into a new one, not knowing what to expect. She is recovering from a broken heart and has told herself that she would never fall in love again and get hurt. Syaoran was a guy that was wanted by many, but never wanted to have a serious girlfriend. He didn't believe in love and thought it was a pure waste of time. They become fast friends and Sakura learned to break her vow. Then Syaoran does something they both regret…

Summer Romance

A Fateful Meeting

"I really think you'll like your new room, Sakura. It's bigger and has more space than your old one. One of the great things that comes along with the transfer," Fujitaka said to his daughter once they had arrived in their new home and was getting settled, opening the door for her.

Sakura, who had managed to stay perked up and in a good mood in front of her family, was truly overjoyed when she saw her new sanctuary. She squealed in delight and hugged her father closely.

Her new room was decorated in pink—her favorite color. Her furniture had already been moved in and was arranged in such a manner she couldn't help but be glad that she was here. Her old room was small—the smallest room they had. She had always complained about how little space she had and how much more room she needed for her anime and manga books. (Just like me!)

"Thank you so much, Dad. I love it," she said, really smiling for the first time in days.

"No problem. I better go back to the office, I'll come back home for dinner. Have fun in your new room. I might take you guys out for a tour of the town," he said cheerfully, leaving the room.

Sakura flopped onto her bed and sighed. Her happiness was now slowly fading away and she couldn't help but think about how different Japan and New York was.

His wonderful, wonderful mother had rented a house for him and Wei to live in for the time. It was beautifully furnished and had already been stocked with food. Trust his mother to find such a bid place and more food to last him an entire year.

He was settling in his new home when he heard a knock on the door. "Come in!" he shouted, still unpacking his things.

Wei came in carrying a cup of tea. "Mr. Li, I'll be out for a while. Do you need me to take you anywhere?"

"No, I doubt I would need to go anywhere. But hey, if I need to go out, I'll just take the spare car in the garage."

"Your mother doesn't like it when you drive alone in the dark."

His mother had always been overprotective but Syaoran never really listened to her anyway. All his friends drove alone and it wasn't a big deal. "I know, but she'll have to get used to it eventually."

"Alright then. The keys are on the counter. Be careful, Mr. Li."

"Thank you Wei."

Wei was like the father he never had. Syaoran told him repeatedly that he didn't have to call him "Mr. Li" but he insisted. He was a great person, taking care of him ever since he was a baby. He considered him family, an older figure to look up to, and a parent that his father never was.

He lay on his bed and started staring at his blank ceiling.

"Hey twerp."

"Hi Touya," Sakura said lethargically, scooting over to give her big brother some space on the couch. The TV was on, but she wasn't really paying attention.

It's a good thing that she and Touya had taken Japanese instead of Spanish and French. They were both half Japanese and half Chinese—their mother was Japanese. Fujitaka insisted that they learn how to speak Japanese in honor of their mother, Nadeshiko.

"Dad just called. He said he wasn't going to be coming home for a long time. Told us not to wait up for him."

"Okay."

"I wish you would cheer up. Japan isn't that bad. In fact, it's actually kind of cool. It's a lot cleaner and a lot safer than New York. And a lot more original too."

"Sure."

"You'll get over it. You will make new friends in no time trust me. You're such a friendly and outgoing person it would be hard not to."

"Thanks Touya. I just keep acting as if this is just vacation even though it isn't."

"I know kiddoo. Oh yeah, dad wanted me to tell you that he signed you up for summer school. You know, to get you used to it and stuff so you'll be ready in the fall. Besides, I think you need the distraction. This would be a great way for you to meet new people."

She had planned on going to college in Texas with Maria, but due to unexpected changes, she was now going to be going to school in Japan.

"I guess I should be glad that Dad thought of something for me to do this summer, assuming that I would probably find nothing else to do." Sakura turned off the TV and got off the couch.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to do some walking. I'll probably go to the park—you know the one we passed by? Don't worry, I know the way home. I'll be back soon, I want to look around. I thought Dad would come back and give us a tour, but I'll go give myself a tour."

"Fine, just be back soon. You hungry?"

"Nah. Just… reminiscing."

After an hour of unpacking, staring at the wall, and reading, Syaoran decided that this was not good for him. Him, being alone at home on a Saturday evening? Not good.

He didn't feel like staying in the lonely house anymore. At least back in Hong Kong he had his sisters and his mother to drive him crazy. Here, he had no one but himself.

He took the car keys off the counter and headed outside. He saw that since he really had no idea what kind of place Japan is and since he had no clue where he wanted to go, he'll just drive four blocks away to the nice, peaceful park he and Wei saw earlier that day.

It's a nice night after all.

It's so nice out here. Sakura closed her eyes as she felt the wind blow across her face. She opened them again and took in the scene in front of her: To her right was a nice little playground she would play on if she had the energy or if she felt any happier. Right before her eyes was this lake, the water sparkling like crystal in the moonlight.

Her own little paradise.

She started walking around the lake unhurriedly. No point in rushing—nothing to do at home. She would call Maria, but there is the time difference, like a day different. This would take some getting used to.

She continued walking ahead and saw someone in front of her, doing what she was doing, walking around the water. Sakura couldn't tell from the distance she was at how he looked like. Curious, she strolled along faster. Well, she might as well know someone.

Syaoran was beginning to regret coming to the park. He thought he would have it to himself. It's ten o'clock in the night! Who in the right mind would come to an isolated park? Besides him that is.

He observed her coming towards him. He scowled. An annoying girl. He had no time for this. He escaped Hong Kong to avoid this! (And also because his mother made him, but that wasn't the point)

Okay Syaoran, chill. She might be an okay person, probably lived here all her life with a loving boyfriend. And maybe she won't talk to you after all. Just chill and—

"Hi!"

Syaoran's thoughts were broken by the stranger in front of him. Even in the darkness, he could tell how he looked like. The moon was shining brightly today.

She was cute—okay, pretty—with short, auburn hair and bright emerald eyes. She had this glow about her, he couldn't tell what, but he could tell she was a happy person, probably judging from the shy smile on her face.

"Hi," he said dully without any enthusiasm.

She took out her hand. "I'm Sakura."

"Syaoran," he introduced himself, shaking her hand. He had no reason to hate her anyway—at least not yet. But he really, really wished she would leave him alone already!

"I didn't think anyone else would be here in this park. It's a really nice night though. I can't blame you for being here. It's a really pretty place."

"Yeah I know," he spoke in Japanese, having been forced to take Japanese, Spanish, French, Chinese, and Latin. Still being polite! Nothing to it, nothing to it.

"So how long have you been here?" she asked curiously, trying to make a conversation. She acted like she had just arrived here or something.

"I just moved here," he responded, not really wanting to take this conversation any further. Okay, we talked, don't you need to go somewhere now?

Sakura frowned. When she first approached him, he seemed like a nice guy, with brown, messy hair and amber eyes. He looked kind of cute, like the type of guy Maria would go for.

Here she was, trying to strike up a good conversation and he isn't even trying to make this conversation last!

Determined, she continued on. "Really? I just moved here too, with my dad and my brother."

She stopped and paused, giving him some time to respond and talk to her. When he didn't say anything and just continued to stare at the waters, she went on. "I think it might be a neat place, it's kind of neat, compared to the US. What do you think?"

"It's an alright place I suppose," he replied, finally.

This really wasn't going anywhere.

Third chapter is up. I know, I know, the plot doesn't seem to be going anywhere. But I PROMISE you there will be S/S moments! In a few chapters or so anyway…

I am so darn proud of myself! I'm writing five pages now instead of three or two. lol, I know about time!

Anyway, review if you care…

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