Chapter 2 By Angel Stardust

Could it be Love?

When Sakura woke in the morning, her mind was set on one goal: try to talk to the young archaeologists and pretend to be interested in what they are doing. In other words, try to meet Syaoran. She smiled at the thought. He was so handsome…those amber eyes glinting in the sun, his messy brown hair sticking up in the back…and his cute little monkey!

Sakura smiled and decided to invite her friend Tomoyo along. After all, she had chattered on and on about the archaeologists last night, that Tomoyo had wanted to meet them, too. Besides, who knew what would happen. Maybe they could make friends with the archaeologists and help them, or even give them things! They would like that! And what better way to appear amiable than to bring them lunch and eat it with them!

King Toya scowled upon his throne. He could see his little sister, Sakura, and her best friend, what's-her-name, carrying a LARGE basket towards the archaeologists' digging site. What were they doing there? If he wasn't mistaken, Toya suspected that they were just trying to woo the young men. What idiots. Who would be so dumb as to do that? Oh yeah, he forgot, his sister and her idiot friend. Toya sighed and rolled his eyes. They were hopeless.

By the time they reached the digging site, Sakura and Tomoyo were panting. They had managed to pack enough food for fifty young archaeologists and themselves, but who knew that it would be this heavy? After all, they were only two young girls.

The digging site was already about two feet below the ground. The archaeologists must have been extremely dedicated to dig so much in the intense heat.

At the moment, they were sitting around on the ground, examining artifacts, reading, lying on their backs enjoying the sun, or simply just sitting and staring out into space. Syaoran was bending over a large chart spread out on a collapsible table. He sighed, made a few more marks, and then looked up.

His first thought was that two girls that were going to bang a basket on his head were besieging him. His second thought was that he didn't know who they were. And Syaoran's third thought was that the first girl, with the jade-green eyes, was Princess Sakura. His tensed hand relaxed and he smiled.

"Hello princess, how are you today?"

Sakura smiled. He was so sweet! She just wanted to drop the basket, grab his neck, and hug him until she suffocated him! She resisted the urge to do so and curtsied. Sakura just wanted to appear cute and friendly at the moment.

"Very well, Mr. Syaoran, and you?"

Syaoran grinned and blushed slightly. This girl, Princess Sakura, was making him nervous! He had never been very comfortable around girls.

"So, Princess, what brings you out in this hot weather?"

"We, that is my best friend Tomoyo and I, brought everyone lunch!"

Syaoran stared her. She had brought them lunch? That was such a nice gesture, especially since they didn't even know each other yet…and there were over fifty young men! He supposed that the lunch was what was in the basket. He smiled and bowed courteously.

"Thank you very much Princess Sakura and…and…"

His voice trailed off. Syaoran wasn't sure how to address the other young lady who was with Sakura.

"Miss Tomoyo Daidouji," she supplied with a smile, "but you can just call me Tomoyo."

Syaoran nodded. Such beautiful young women…he had never seen anything so lovely and slender and….no. He was not here to indulge himself. He was here to dig. That's right. Stop it Syaoran, he warned himself.

"Would you like to stay and join us for lunch then?" Syaoran asked politely. He didn't really want to be near them any longer, but it was necessary. After all, they had packed fifty hungry young men lunch. Besides, he didn't think that they'd want to stay.

To his horror, Princess Sakura smiled. "Of course we would like to stay!" she exclaimed joyfully, "We brought enough lunch for all of us!" Tomoyo nodded, too. They both smiled and looked at him expectantly. What the fuck? What did they expect him to do? Start getting the food out and set the table?

Obviously, this was exactly what Sakura and Tomoyo wanted him to do, because they offered him the basket. This is so weird…thought Syaoran. He smiled again to show that he was glad (yeah right) they came, took the basket, set it down somewhere else, grabbed a large, yellow bell from him belt and started to ring it and shout: " Oy! It's lunch time all of you! Get over here and start eating you lazy bums! Courtesy of Princess Sakura and….er….Miss Tomoyo!"

"Toya, Sakura is heading back for the castle," Yukito informed him. They had been standing at the top of the astronomy tower watching Sakura and Tomoyo treat the young men to lunch. Toya scowled. I'll kill her, he thought to himself furiously. What and idiot Sakura was. She didn't even know the fuckin' young men and she was having lunch with them! They could have raped her and killed her and she was having lunch with them! That was the most idiotic thing Toya had ever heard in his entire life, and now it was making him worried.

Good grief! Sakura was the one who was supposed to be the on who worried about everyone, not him! This was mother's work! He surely wasn't a mother!

Yukito sighed and shook his head. One glance and Toya and you would have thought he was an evil murderer on the loose; certainly not the king of Clow.

"Toya, the expression on your face cannot mean good for young Princess Sakura."

"Is it supposed to mean good? That idiot…that bitch…she…she…GODAMMIT!"

"Calm down Toya, she just went to have lunch with them."

"AND MAKE ME WORRY ABOUT HER?"

"Uh…well she does need some male company. After all, she's fourteen and she hasn't been around young men a lot."

"I'M MALE COMPANY!"

Yukito rolled his eyes. Sometimes, Toya was just so unbelievably stupid. So much for the king of Clow. More like the king of the pissed off and stupid.

Syaoran clutched his stomach and threw up. He had over-eaten…again. This was so stupid! That idiot princess had brought too much lunch then forced more food on them. How could anyone ever think she was a princess? She was about the stupidest figure Syaoran had every met in his entire life! Well…maybe except for Meiling.

No matter what happened, Syaoran was never inviting her over for anything after this.

"It was so much fun! Did you see all the looks on their faces when Syaoran started calling them for lunch? It was so funny!"

"Did you see the young man with the navy hair and glasses? He was so handsome…"

Sakura look at her friend curiously. It was odd for Tomoyo to every say that about a boy or a man. Tomoyo said that she had no feelings for men…but this definitely seemed like a beginning.

"Tomoyo's got the hots!" Sakura exclaimed teasingly.

"No…no…oh, I do not! Stop shouting already, Sakura!"

Sakura laughed and stopped screaming at the top of her lungs. She and Tomoyo were walking home after lunch. They walked in silence, each occupied with the thought of a different man.

The sun had set upon Kingdom Clow. All the birds and animals had gone to bed. Everyone was in the Dining Hall saying grace. Everyone, that is, except for Sakura Kinomoto. This was the second time she had missed dinner in a row. She didn't care. She buried her face in her pillow and sobbed.

It was all Toya's fault. He was so mean! Just because he had seen Sakura and Tomoyo walking home from the digging site, he gets all mad and makes her promise to never go there again! Ever! How could she be expected to obey him! Her new friends were there, including the young man named Syaoran Li!

Syaoran…that name stoked embers in her heart. She felt a gentle, warm sensation she had never felt before well up inside her. What was this feeling? This warmth and tenderness? Why was it that it was a first time experience? What was it?

Aki: Hi! I decided to leave it off in a cliff-hanger this time, just like Shiku suggested. I wanted to thank all you reviewers who reviewed chapter one!

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