I said this once, and I'll say it again: Do I look rich? Am I Japanese? Did I create CCS? Am I even old enough to work at a business? Do I even know where CLAMP is! The answer to all is… NOOO!

Side note: "blah" means speaking Chinese. Righteous? Righteous.

Chapter 2-

Syaoran Li walked down the quiet neighborhood Monday morning with Eriol. The two started to become actual friends by the 7th grade, somehow. As Eriol was discussing a project coming up, Syaoran paid no attend but to his own thoughts.

Maybe, I can tell her at the dance in March. No, that's too far away, he thought walking down the street ignoring Eriol constant babble.

"…and then Sakura will burn into a fiery death," was all Syaoran heard come out of his blue-haired friend.

"WHAT!" Syaoran gripped onto Eriol's shirt with rage in his amber eyes.

"So you do like her?" Eriol smiled at his descendant with a somewhat evilness in it. "Mind putting me down?" Without hesitation, Syaoran put Eriol back on his feet. "Why don't you just tell Sakura you like her?" They continued to walk down the sidewalk. Every weekday, both Syaoran and Eriol would walk to Sakura and Tomoyo's house so they can walk to school together.

"I don't really know," he answered truthfully. "It's just that… I don't know…"

"You have time. You have plenty of time," Eriol consoled him. They made it to Sakura's house in silence the rest of the way and stopped at the corner. "Who's that?" On the steps of the Kinomoto residence, a navy-haired, gray-eyed teen sat by the door in silence. He appeared to attend their high school because he was wearing the uniform in a semi-messy manner.

"I don't know. I don't trust him," Syaoran glowered at the stranger on the steps. The chestnut haired teen marched to the boy and stood over him, overshadowing him.

"Hello," the gray-eyed male said.

"Who the hell are you?" The American stood up, who is a few inches taller than Syaoran.

"Call me Kenny Madden," Kenny extended his hand. "And you two are…?"

"None of your business," Syaoran growled at Kenny, slapping his hand away.

"His name is Syaoran Li. I'm Eriol Hiragizawa," Eriol accepted the handshake. "We're Sakura's friends. We come over so we can go to school together." Soon, Sakura ran out the house and smiled at her friends.

"Hey guys, I didn't hear you knock," she said, putting her backpack on. "Let's go."

"Aren't you gonna introduce us to your 'friend'?" Syaoran did the finger quote on 'friend'.

"Oh yes. This is Kenny Madden. He moved from America and needed a place to stay because of an incident. And since we rented out Touya's room to pay for college, he decided to stay here," she explained as they left her house to meet up with Tomoyo.

There's something I just don't trust in him, Syaoran thought to himself. It's like he has magic, but hiding it very well. I can feel his aura…They continued their walk to Tomoyo's mansion and waited for her at the front gate. "What classes you're taking, huh?"

"Dunno kid."

"Don't call me kid, Kenneth," Syaoran glared at the newcomer. After a few minutes, Tomoyo rushed out the gate and the five headed to school.

As soon as they approached the high school (Can someone give me a name?), Kenny told the four he's going to the office.

"I'll see you guys at lunch or something," Kenny waved to the group and disappeared into the crowd.

"So, what do you guys think of him?" Sakura asks.

"He seems nice," Tomoyo smiled.

"There's something about him I don't trust, Sakura," Syaoran replied.

"As in what, little descendant?" Eriol smirked at the nickname.

"Didn't you feel that! There's something dark about him. He had a purple aura circling him for God's sake!"

"I didn't feel anything," Eriol said innocently. He faced Sakura and asks, "Did you feel anything?"

"Not really. Syaoran's just being paranoid. He's really nice once you get to know him. If you actually talked to him, you would have known that he speaks Japanese, Italian, and Chinese quite well. Honestly, sometimes you're going to have to give people a chance." Sakura huffed at Syaoran and walked into the school building. Tomoyo followed after her.

"Very smooth, Romeo," Eriol smirked at the amber-eyed boy. Syaoran just hit his head before picking Eriol up from his shirt again.

"And if you don't stop calling me your descendant I'll kick your ass." With that, he placed the navy-haired teen on solid ground and went inside the school.

As lunch rolled around, Syaoran search the yard for that certain gray-eyed newcomer. He looked until he spotted him by the large oak tree. He growled and marched over to him.

"Hey, newcomer!" Syaoran yelled as he stood over Kenny once more.

"Oh, so you are Chinese, Syaoran. I should have known," Kenny half grinned.

"No more bullshitting, Madden. What are you really doing here?"

"What's to bullshit? My mother sent me here and she didn't even reserve me a place to stay and I was lucky enough to find the Kinomoto's hospitality within three days."

"I know you have some sort of magic on you. You have an aura."

"And if I do? It's a crime to come from a magical family now? Will I get the electric chair?" Kenny asks sarcastically.

"I'm onto you. If you even look at Sakura wrong…" Syaoran balled his fist so tightly his knuckles were turning white.

"So, you do like her? Very cute." Kenny pinched Syaoran's cheek like an old woman would with a 6-year-old. "Is there anything else, Syaoran?"

"I'm keeping an eye on you." Sakura was calling his name and running towards the two distracting Syaoran. "It's Li to you by the way. Only few call me by my first name."

"Syaoran, what are you doing? Is he bothering you, Kenny?" Sakura asks concerned, causing Syaoran to fume inside.

"Nah, I was just about to leave. See you tonight." Kenny picked up his bag and left the lunch yard.

"What did you say to him? It sounded like you two were talking in a different language," Sakura demanded, angry for the first time in her life.

"You told me to get to know him. And I was seeing if he actually knew Chinese," Syaoran half-lied. "I still don't trust him, though."

"You will, just come sit with me. Tomoyo and Eriol left to do something," Sakura smiled as she grabbed Syaoran's arm and they went to sit at a bench.

Later that night, Kenny was in his room writing a letter at his desk. His ferret, Benji stared at him until someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," he said, continuing writing. Sakura opened the door and walked slowly up to Kenny.

"Hey, I'm sorry about my friend today. He really means well of his actions. I hope he didn't say anything mean…" Sakura apologized as she petted Benji on the head.

"Sticks and stones, Sakura," he answered nonchalantly, folding the letter and placing it inside an envelope. "We'll get use to each other soon."

"I wish he wasn't so stubborn. Good night, Kenny," Sakura left the room.

"Good night."

To unknown times, a man opens an envelope and peers inside.

I'm going to start Phase 2 tomorrow. This little scheme to going quite nicely, sir. Only the Li child suspects anything. I'll take care of him though.

Kenny

The man smiled, crumbled up the letter, and tossed it into an open fire.

So, whatcha think? Please review

To TheSnakeIAm: Thanks for the review. I think this chapter should have answered that question. I almost forgot about them speaking Japanese '