Hey peep's I'm back.

Yeah, sorry it took so long to update, even though I just updated a few minutes ago, I mean in general.

Nywho…

Read on my fello fans. (I do not own CCS)

Weeks went by and nothing changed. Sakura and Syaoran continued to have brief physical contact closely followed by blushing contests and more sparring, but the two soon became friends. Tomoyo and Sakura were best friends and did just about everything together, Sakura even tried on and modeled Tomoyo's cloths. Everyone who had known Sakura before was astounded at the change. She was still distant and cold to the school as a whole, but she smiled more and actually looked forward to waking up and going to school. That was until the second surprise arrival came.

"Come on Sakura," Tomoyo called on their way out to lunch. They always ate under the trees now, it was their own little world away from all the popular kids.

"Coming!" Sakura said, vaulting the small wall between the patio and the field. Suddenly a black band came down over her eyes and secured itself around Sakura's head, tied in place with a very tight double knot. "Hey!" Sakura dropped her bag and grabbed at the hands of the person behind her. The person leaned forwards and whispered.

"Call off your friends," a voice said, "I can't see either, so we're even."

"Stop," Sakura called, she could hear Syaoran, Eriol and Kisak right outside fighting range. Sakura felt the arms release her and she turned, a katana was pressed into her grip, one of hers from the dojo, she could recognize the grip.

"I think we both know what's going on," the voice said again, there was something distinctively familiar.

"Meghan?" Sakura asked, though she doubted that Touya's wife would show up, armed, at her school. She would just have to wait. Sakura tied her hair up in the remaining cloth and took a ready stance, drawing the katana slowly. Sakura heard the woman draw her own katana and such the fight began

Syaoran watched the masked female, wearing a black mask and jeans with a red shirt, draw her red handled katana and face Sakura who held a pink handled katana. The two stood utterly still for a moment and then steel rang through the air. The two girls were extraordinarily graceful, spinning and attacking like the world was in slow motion but blurring past at the same time. The two girls were dodging each other blows by mere centimeters and Syaoran was sure half a dozen times that Sakura would be impaled, but she always spun at the last moment.

There was one move that particularly caught his eye. The red clad girl set a thrust out aimed toward Sakura's stomach. Sakura, instead of dodging, threw her weight backwards, bending at the knees. Her left arm supported her weight and her right stayed parallel with the ground keeping balance. The blade of the other girl's katana was resting just above Sakura's shirt. Both women smiled. Sakura brought her weight up and dodged a downward swinging attack, bringing her katana across her body to disarm her opponent, unfortunately her own katana went flying off in the distance as well. It was now a fist battle.

Quite a crowed had gathered to watch the two beauty's spar, since their faces were hidden the guys had no reserve in calling out bets. Syaoran did not know who the other girl was, but his money was on Sakura. The two seemed evenly matched, blow for blow. Sakura would punch high and the other girl would drop low for a kick, so Sakura would roll away and throw her own kick to hit nothing but air. A few of the teachers came and watched, but decided not to get involved in the fight. Suddenly the girl in red drew two knives out of no where and held them at the ready. Sakura heard the metal leave the sheathes and froze.

"Not fair," Sakura whined.

"Fine," the other girl said. She threw a knife at Sakura and Sakura caught it to quite a number of gasps, but then no one knew that it was Sakura.

"Hey," one guy from the crowd, a senior, asked. "Any one of you girls want to go on a date?" The two girls seemingly looked at each other and towards the voice.

"No!" They said at the same time and continued their battle. Sakura pretty much knew who the other girl was, and a smile played out on each girls lips as they ended the fight, both their knives at the other girl's throat.

"Good match," Sakura said, pulling off her blindfold. Many gasps came from the crowd as her hair fell out of it's bind. The other girl smiled.

"I see you haven't gotten rusty," she said, tugging her own blindfold off. "Kinnomoto." Black hair in a single ponytail fell to the girls waist and red eyes met green.

Kisak watched impatiently for the girl in red to remove her blindfold/mask. She was a creature of extraordinary grace and fought as well as Sakura, he could not deny that he was attracted to her. Hair as black as ebony fell to the girls waist and revealed dark eyes, they almost looked like a deep red.

"Li," Sakura replied. The two girls looked at odds. Syaoran gasped, his cousin had arrived, the one that was engaged to him. Deep inside he worried about how to win Sakura when Melin would be hanging all over him. Suddenly the two girls laughed and hugged.

"Had you going Sakura," Melin asked, "Didn't I?"

"Until we started fighting," Sakura said, "I'd know your style anywhere."

"Duh," Melin said. Syaoran's and Eriol's jaws hit the ground. Tomoyo and Kisak just stood, more then a little confused.

"You two know each other?" Eriol asked.

"Yeah," Sakura said, "We faced off back when I was a tournament fighter, I think we were the only two determined co-champions."

"?" Was the look on Syaoran's face.

"It was a draw," Melin elaborated, "No one likes to see two eight year old girls fight more then four hours matching point for point."

"So," Sakura asked, "What are you doing in Japan?" The whole group began walking towards the cherry trees.

"I'm moving in with my cousin," Melin said, "Speaking of which, how is that going Syaoran?" Sakura could sense a hidden meaning, and Syaoran knew that she would eventually find out.

"Well," Syaoran said as they sat down, "Considering that Sakura sealed the Cards away two years ago…"

"What!" Melin asked. "Sakura!" Melin looked at Sakura, who was very confused.

"You know about the Clow Cards?" Sakura asked.

"Of course I do," Melin replied, "I'm a descendant of the Li clan! Still, it was supposed to be Syaoran who got the Cards."

"Yeah," Sakura said, "I hear that a lot."

"An explanation is required," Melin said.

"We don't have one," Eriol answered. "All we know is that Sakura has harnessed the power of the Cards, it was she who was destined to get them."

"That's all we know?" Melin asked.

"Pretty much," Eriol said, he would not share the other part of destiny with anyone. Sakura and Syaoran were truly soulmates, that was not good news to Melin who had wished that she was the second. Eriol knew that they would end up together, and no amount of wishing could do anything about. Though free will was factored in, Sakura would have to choose Syaoran, and from the look of it she was deep in love with Kisak and Syaoran was in love with her. Eriol sighed quietly, only Tomoyo noticed as the others were talking about martial arts. She slipped into his arm and kissed his lips softly. It was like she was telling him not to worry, he smiled, it was only two more years until they were both eighteen and they could marry. Still, his frown returned when Melin wrapped Syaoran's arm around her and Sakura kissed Kisak. The look Syaoran was giving the two suggested that he was not all right with Sakura in the other man's arms at all.

Well, what did you think?

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Also, don't stop reading, the bf ain't around for all that long, surprises are still to come.

Just review, flames welcome. Especially since it's really cold where I am right now.

I'll update soon, I promise.

Aa'menealle nauva calen ar' malta. (May your ways be green and golden.)

Hannon le. (Thank you)

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