Hey! Its me miz-annonymouz04 back at ya with a new chapter of "I can't do this on my own".

Anyhoo thanks to all you people who reviewed & to answer some questions...

dbzgtfan2004: Yeah, I will be continuing this story & I agree with you... S&S 4ever!

CherryIzzy: Glad you like the story & all. Yes I know its mostly like Meg Cabot's book the Mediator but trust me, it will all change when Sakura meets Syaoran. Basically... things will start to change (a lot) now...

Ghetto Diva1: I LOOOVE The Mediator also & I love CCS so I started this fic to see if it mixes well together for other people as it does for me. So I'm glad you like it too!

ffgirl-07: Just to assure you, I will keep it up! ;P

samurai-brat: They ARE going to be in this fic but which parts... I can't tell you yet! It would give everything away. Lol. You asked me to update soon so... HERE I AM! Thanks... when you said it was awesome... made me feel REAL GOOD INSIDE! Hehehe... Ok so yehps...

1-2-3sakura-3-2-1: Thx for the support & I will continue it.

VampireJazzy: Yeah, I went a little off course & all, well a lot off course, but it was to explain how she could see him & all that. Heheh to tell you the truth, I don't check my reviews that often because I'm scared that people will start dissing my fic & all. I said I wouldn't care but, the thing is, I do… XD

Kagome854003: Thanks for the positive review & the encouragement!

Cherryblossom93: Glad you like my epilogue & all. I didn't realize that I didn't let anonymous reviewers review. I' sort of new at all of this. Heheh doesn't make sense that my username is miz-annonymouz04 & that I don't let anonymous people sign. I shall see to it that they can.

Oh, and if I forgot you, tell me, I keep reviewers at heart!

By the way, I know most of you think it will be all totally like the mediator & that I'm a freaking copycat who's just stealing Meg's work but I feel real bad when you say that. I loooove her work & I wouldn't want to pass it out as my own. I just wanted to take the beginning and a couple of roles to help me with my story! Hope you all don't mind! And for those of you who do, bleep off... Lol. I mean Meg's stories sort of inspire me to write you know sooo... yeah thx.

Ohh... by the way I forgot to put in my previous chapters that I OWN NEITHER CCS OR THE MEDIATOR SERIES. And I do not wish to because the stories are way better off in their rightful owners hands...

Ok enough talking & on with the story!

LAST TIME:

"Who the hell are you?"

ON WITH THE STORY...

I couldn't read the dude's facial expression. If he was surprised or not, I didn't know he just stared at me with his mesmerizing amber pools. But what I could tell, was that he had a body to die for. I won't bother explaining since as everyone knows how a hot body looks like.

Nice abs, good set of triceps, well-built, not to mention his untaimed brown hair gave him a bonus which made him look like a sex-god, or in other words, someone my best friend Mei Lin, back at Tokyo, would stick on her bedroom wall.

I knew that if I didn't avert my gaze right away, that I wouldn't be able to keep my eyes off of him. So instead I looked out the window and went all casually "So, how long since you croaked?"

Instead of answering me he decided to ignore me! The nerve of him! I mean I'm not a dog for crying out loud! Truck drivers used to honk at me back in Tokyo, not because they wanted me to move faster though. Building constructors yelled nasty things at me, not that I was a slut or anything. They usually did that when I wore my leather mini-skirt.

But to go to the point of ignoring me, like this fellow on my property, let's just say, it made me feel like an ugly person.

So I said again "How long since you croaked? Seems like a long time ago by the look of your clothes. Let me rephrase it incase you didn't understand, how long since you died?"

Again, he avoided the question.Instead, he asked one of his own.

He said "How can you see me? All these years, no one has ever been able to see me." in an emotionless voice.

"Yeah well, I can see you, no big deal, so what's your problem? I mean when you died and all. Its obvious something's keeping you in this world and not moving you on to the next one".

I stopped to let it sink in a bit. Then I continued.

"To answer your question, I'm a mediator, that's why I can see you, but that's not the point anyway. Now, tell me your problem and let me help you so that I can have my room to myself."

The guy looked annoyed. Let me tell you, annoyed looked good on him. But what he said totally blew me off.

"Your room? I've been here since before you were even born. Besides, that's no way to greet someone who, as you say, croaked a long time ago, so I believe, it should be you vacating this place, not the opposite."

I was dumbfounded. But I didn't want to loose my cool. All I wanted, was to be left in peace so I can think over everything that has happened.

"Fine. I'm sorry. Let's start over. My name is Sakura Kinomoto, pleasure to meet you. What's your name?"

"Syaoran, call me Syaoran."

"Ok, so Syaoran, do you think I can do anything to help you get on to your afterlife?"

Oups, I guess that was the wrong thing to say since as he started to have an angry look on his face.

"I told you already, I think it is you, not I, who should be leaving and I don't need any help from you!"

"Damnit! Just let me help you! You are supposed to be rejoicing in heaven or being mocked at by the devil! Not just hanging around!" I was so mad at that point. Here I was, offering my help to someone in need, well he seemed to be in need, and he just shoves my hand away like its a pain in the ass! I was so not in the mood for this.

"Well, what if I happen to like "just hanging around"?" he wanted to know.

I had a feeling he was making fun of me. I hate being made fun of. I've had enough of that back at Tokyo and I came here with hopes to start fresh.

Well, the teens back at Tokyo used to do it continuously-until I learned how effective a fist connection with an eye or a nose could shut them up.

Well, I wasn't ready to hit this guy just yet. But I was close. I mean, can you blame me for wanting to? I traveled a billion miles, for what seemed like days, just to live with some baka boys; I still didn't unpack; I made my dad loose some hope again; and then I find a hot grumpy ghost in my bedroom.

In my opinion, I was being very patient with him.

"Look," I said "I don't want things to go out of control and by the looks of it, I don't think I would like to have you as an enemy. So let's make a deal. I stay out of here for the rest of the afternoon, and when I come back, you're gone."

"What do you think I am? Baka? No way am I leaving this room. Get that through your thick head."

Ok, now I was definitely pissed at him. I mean I couldn't help it. So that's when I made the mistake of grabbing him by his shirt collar.

"Stop it already," I hissed "I am here trying to be nice and patient, and let me tell you, that's definitely not what I got, or will get, a merit for. So, instead of acting like a total jerk, leave, or propose an idea. Don't do anything and continue with your rudeness, and I do more then kick your ass."

When I finally let go and looked at his face, it seemed as if all the color had gone from it.

Ghosts don't have blood right? And I shouldn't have been able to touch-let alone grip- his shirt collar right? Wrong. Well, in a sense it's wrong. See for most people, thats the way it is, for me, the mediator, ghosts are just as alive as humans. They have the whole package, bones included.

So when I have go one-on-one with them, we can say that I don't come out the unscathed winner.

So Syaoran not ever, in my opinion, having encountered a person like me, was well beyond surprised. So, like a normal, self-respecting female teen, I took advantage of his moment of astonishment.

I used my most serious, no-nonsense voice I could muster and said, "Syaoran, This is my room so beat it, or I'll beat you out of it. You have to let me help you get wherever, or find another house to haunt, or make me beat you out of this world. Gomen, but that's the way it is."

I turned to leave, but before I left I said, "Just remember, when I get back, I want you gone."

Before I closed the door though, I heard him mutter something that sounded convincingly like, "So that's the way it is."

I had to leave. I couldn't stand his presence anymore! He was way rude, and on my first day here also! Way to give me the warm welcome Syao-kun, way to give it to me. Wait, did I just say Syao-kun, kami-sama, whats wrong with me? Well, I hope when I get back he's gone.

But in a way it was a cool surprise because, well, I didn't expect that my room included a hot ghost, by the looks of it, neither did otou-san or Nadeshiko.

Later on, I started to think.

What am I going to do if he doesn't leave? Gosh! I won't even be able to change clothes in my own room! Just relax, a little time is what he needs, he'll come around. What if he doesn't? Shut up! Great, now I am talking to myself, with my inner-self. How lonely is my life? Oh well, I hope that a little time is all he needs.

Let's hope I'm right.

Yay! Another chapter done! I hope you guys like it! And now anonymous people can review too! I don't know how long the changes take but I changed it to make anonymous people able to review. Anyway, tell me what you think, R&R.By the way, feel free to add my msn its:miz(underscore)annonymouz04athotfemaledotcom...you people know the real deaL...underscore is the sign ok?Don't write the word! Heheh

Ja!

P.S: I never thought anyone would review this story. I am so happy that people actually wanted to read it. But of course, I am still scared of what people write in their reviews & all. You all think that I'm mental, a little review, scaring me, well, it does. I don't know why I'm saying this so…. Yeah, whatever….. See you soon! XD