"Hey mom. Hey dad." Syaoran entering their house

"How was you're day son?" A maroon haired woman spoke as she cooked a dinner. Its wondrous smell traveled to Syaoran's nose.

"It was good. The kids have improved you know."

"That's good to hear." Xu said a lifted the wooden spoon to her mouth to taste her soup. "Just right."

"Smells good mom. But where's dad?" Syaoran asked putting his bags down at the corner.

"Still at the fields. He said he'd be working late. So we might start dinner without him."

"I see." Syaoran took out a camera from his bag. "I can't wait till I get these developed. Wait till you see the pictures I took of the sunset."

Xu Asuka smiled. Her foster son has always had a passion for photography in fact he finished a degree on it but he chose to give it up to teach children up here in the rural area. But she hardly thinks of him as a foster son. She has raised and loved him as if he was her own and maybe even more.

Syaoran held the camera to his face. "Smile."

Xu held her smile and with a sound of a click she returned to her soup. They lived in a simple house that consisted of two rooms, one room for Xu and Hiro and one for Syaoran. Their cold concrete walls surrounded and protected them for years. Their old creaky stairs have served a sentimental value for most of their best memories happened their. This was where Syaoran first called them as mom and dad and to them this was the most significant memory in their lives.

"How's your was your work today mom?" Syaoran asked.

"It was all right. I've had more clothes." Xu sighed as she continued to stir.

Xu's work was washing clothes and ironing them for other people. It use to be a popular business in their neighborhood but time has worn it out. Now she barely had any customers and they really needed the money now.

"It's all right mom. Everything will work out." Syaoran looked at his mother with concern.

"At least your father still has a job or else we won't even have enough food to last us even a week." Xu smiled weakly.

Syaoran's job however was a voluntary job. He did not get paid for it. He did it to help children who were not able to get access of education unlike him he had the privilege to have a proper education.

"Here." His mother handed him a bowl of soup.

"Thanks." Syaoran took his spoon and took a spoonful. "This is good mom." Syaoran beamed at his mom.

"I'm glad you like it." His mother smiled.

"Loving it loving it!" Flashes of light flickered from the black contraption held by the man wearing a tight black shirt with matching pants. "Turn again Sakura keep that look I love it!" He said enthusiastically.

Sakura turned again giving her photographer the same amount of attitude embroidered in her face.

"Turn over here." He said walking up to her left side.

Sakura turned her head and again kept that look that pleased him.

"Hold it right there one more shot." With one last flash Sakura relaxed and lost her 'attitude'.

"That was great Sakura, good job." The man spoke.

"Thanks Aki." Sakura stepped of the white stage and immediately a woman handed her a water bottle. "Thanks." Sakura took the water bottle and drank it.

She had been in the 'business' ever since she was discovered in a beauty contest when she was 15. Being a model wasn't really in her list for 'dreams' but hey opportunity was knocking on the door so she took it. Their family really needed it then. But now even without her modeling job they could stand in their own feet. Her Mom has created a huge business empire. Kinimoto Airlines. She kept her occupation to help unfortunate children by doing charities and what not. Her auntie though did no approve to it at all, her auntie that was her best friend Tomoyo's mom. She has been a popular celebrity. A sought after model and role model. She has done a couple of commercials in her career. But all she wanted above all was to have a normal life. She considered it before their only chance to support her family but they could stand on their own feet now. But again her auntie would not allow it chaining her to her career. But it had its advantages.

"Sakura!" Tomoyo waved from the doorway and walked up to her.

"Tomoyo!" Sakura smiled, she was thrilled to see her friend.

"Are the plans ready?" Sakura asked.

"Ready. My mom will never suspect a thing." Tomoyo said winking.

"Good." Sakura said. Tomoyo and her mom never had a close relationship. Tomoyo drilled into her mind that her mom preferred Sakura rather than her. Sakura tried to erase that thought but she would not budge. But they still kept their friendship strong.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Tomoyo asked.

"Yes. In fact I can't wait to leave." Sakura smiled at her friend.

"Ok then. You leave 9:00 pm sharp."

"Thanks Tomoyo." Sakura said hugging her best friend.

"No problem." Tomoyo said and hugged her back.