Card Captor Sakura

Strength Within

Summary: Sakura is an orphan with little of her own. She possesses the book of Clow and the magic key, that she carried with her when she was found in the woods in a little basket. She is raised by a family in Hong Kong, where she was found. Her new found parents are good for her, but she still wants to go looking for her own family. In the same period she discovers that the cards are missing, and she has to go looking for them to. In her search she finds many people that want to help her.

Oh, and Sakura, Syaoran and Tomoyo are much older in this fic. They are about the same age as Touya was in the series.

'…' talking

"…" thinking

Chapter 1

A girl with emerald green eyes looked for the millionth time to the drawing on her desk. She had made that drawing when she was little and first discovered that her parents were actually her foster parents. The picture showed her real parents, without faces, but love was radiating from them.

The drawing made her sad once again, she wished she know who they where. Why did they left her? Where they still alive? Did they know she was here?

Questions floating in her mind, like they had done almost all of her life. She cleared her mind, trying to forget it when she heard her mother calling from downstairs.

'Sakura! Your going to be late! Hurry! I packed your breakfast, you can eat that on your way to school. Now come down!'

She shrieked, looking at her alarm clock. Late, as usual, she ran down.

'Yes! I'm coming!'

Downstairs, she grabbed her roller skates and the bag of food, screamed 'Hi mom! Hi dad! I'm going!' and ran out the front door, while putting her skates on her feet.

While skating to her school, she cursed herself for never being on time at school, and she moved her pace.

Arriving at the large building that was her school, she saw that everyone was already inside. She sprinted to her classroom, throwing the door open, hoping she was just on time.

Miss Tayaka frowned at the heavy breading girl in the door and pointed her finger at the buckets beside her, meaning to say she was to late. The class laughed, Sakura sweat dropped and carried the water outside the classroom. Standing in the hall, holding the buckets of water, she sighed. This was the fourth time this week.

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That day after school Sakura rushed home. It was her turn to make dinner, since her parents would come home late. They were often late, but she didn't mind to make dinner. She would be searching for her real parents someday and she wanted to be able to take care of herself.

Her parents had agreed that she could search, though they had warned her. After all, it could be turning out very badly for her. She had thought of that already and decided, that if they didn't want to see her, she would leave them alone. She didn't want to be a bother to anyone.

Thinking of her real parents, she made dinner for that evening. She remembered the book that her foster parents had found in the same basket she was found in. It was the book of Clow, something no one wanted to have. There where story's going around, that the contents of the book were very dangerous. Ones released, they would be a disaster for the world.

The book of Clow was the number one wanted subject from the government. She had heard ones, that there was a family who claimed to be the owners of the book and the government had searched their entire belongings to find it. But no one could find it and either the government and the family where still searching for it.

Sakura hoped they would never find out that it was in her possession. Although dangerous, it was the only thing she had left from her past, and she wanted to keep it.

She had never opened the book, afraid of what might happen, but she new that sooner or later, she would try.

Lost in thoughts she hardly noticed that the rice began to overflow. Feeling bad that dinner was about to be ruined, she quickly cleaned began to clean the mess and save the food. She didn't hear anyone entering.

'Hi, Sakura! How was your day? You weren't late again, where you?' Her dads voice came from behind, giving her a fright.

'Daddy! Your just in time, dinner is ready. And yes, I was late, again.' She sweat dropped.

'But I go out really early tomorrow, I promise!' She said in a small voice. She couldn't be late tomorrow again, because then the teacher would call her dad and he would be very mad at her. 'I promise!'

He laughed and laid the table, while Sakura served dinner. Her mom entered as well, giving them both a kiss and joined the now full table.

They where eating and talking for a while, when the doorbell rang. Her dad stood up to open the door, wondering who that could be, at such an hour.

'Yes, we have a daughter.' Sakura heard her father saying. 'A book? I haven't seen one…'

Suddenly her mom got up with a pale face, took Sakura by her arm and pulled her to the first floor, making sure Sakura didn't utter a sound. Ones upstairs, her mom spoke soft and quick, while she packed a bag with some clothes.

'Take the book and the key, make sure they are save, and run. You here me? They may not find you! Anything could happen to you if they get you. Your listening? Listen!' Her mom looked worried en very tensed, while she packed more clothes and all sort of things within reach. She heard her mother talking, but hardly realized what it was about. "What's happening??"

'Run as far away as you can and don't open the book, unless you're sure you get caught. I have some money saved for this moment. You can survive for the first period, until you have settled down somewhere. I new this moment would come someday! I hoped they would never find out, but they did…' She looked at her so-called child who rarely had a clue about what was going on.

'Be strong!'

And with those words, she gave her the bag and let her out on the balcony, from where she could easily reach the ground. She waved one time, and blew a kiss to her and went in the house once again.

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Asymia Mikari stood beside her husband, who was still talking to the men by the door, like nothing had happened a moment ago. Both men where dressed in traditional Chinese clothing, the ones no one whore anymore, except for a few ancient family's.

'If you want to come in, you may. My daughter could be here any minute, although she didn't say at what time she would be home. I'm sure we can all work this out, because we don't know anything about THAT book.' Mikari's husband said. He invited them in, so Sakura had more time to run away.

The two men entered the house, believing Sakura would be home soon.

The two people who raised Sakura from the moment they found her in the little basket, far away from here, tried their best to keep her alive and save now.

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