A/N: Okay ppls. My other stories are ON HOLD right now, so it might take some time for an update...

Disclaimer: ANYTHING you recognize does not belong to me.

Summary: Sakura Kinomoto is an "open-minded" famous singer who openly avoids people and crowds. One day, when she met Syaoran Li, a criminal on the loose, would her opinions on people change?

Sparkle: Chapter One:

Don't ask from where I have come,

My home is far, far away

Why do you wander so far?

Wander so far, Wander so far

For the little bird free I wander

For the meadow green and wide

For the mountain high and blue

I wander, wander so far

It's that sad song again. Why is it always repeating itself in my head? Is it trying to tell me something?

Sakura's POV:

When I walked out of my apartment this morning and reached for my shades, I knew something was wrong. Could it be that...

...Of course.

I mentally smacked myself. Where is my camouflage, my disguise?

I sighed. I'd forgotten them.

Again.

It wasn't exactly surprising; from the day I'd brought my sunglasses, I didn't have the chance to wear them. Why?

Well, because I, um, sorta, kinda forgot them. Everyday. And so it was still kind of sitting in it's case on my desk.

Not that, that was surprising either, since my desk was filled with things like that. The ones that some fan of my brought me and I'd forgotten it existed.

You see, I was never your average, everyday pop star.

For one, I hate fashion and only wear the "simplest" -aka the simplest and alsomost expensive- clothes I could find. You couldn't find me in high heels or a miniskirt with a tank top.

Nope. Never.

And I am SO not going to appear in huge crowds for anything, even my life-depended-on-it career. Okay, so the basic point is that you are not going to find me singing in a million-dollar concert.

Never. Not once.

... So why was I, Sakura Kinomoto, crowd-avoiding singer, hater of the public, going to "attend" a concert?

And was not just ANY concert. It was a million-dollar one.

And just for me, too. Gee, thanks a whole lot to the people who has worked so hard on this.

I mean, isn't that just SO sweet that people came just to see ME?

And isn't my agent just SO great to plan it out for me and keeping it a secret so I wouldn't have to be nervous. Omigod! Thank you so much!

NOT.

If they think they can just waltz into your life and take over, they have another thought No way am I going to let them control me; not in this lifetime you won't.

And about this concert?

I really couldn't do anything about it. Honest. It's the truth. Why, it was just yesterday when I had heard the news. That I was going to have a CONCERT.

I was just like, "What?"

And of course I, after confirming what I've heard (make sure I didn't get a ear disease or something), rushed into my private recording studio and demanded for an answer, this was what I'd heard:

"Oh gee, Sakura, I thought you knew about it already!"

Thanks. Like that was going to help a whole lot.

I immediately told "them" (my I'll-make-your-decisions-for-you agent and my I'm-not-interfering-with-this producer) to cancel, using every known excuse in the world, when they told me that they had already sent out the posters and sold all of the tickets. In other words, this was a done deal.

So much for that.

"Just sit back and relax, Sakura," my agent told me exictedly. "This is going to be a blast! I just KNOW you would do a good job!"

Great. Thanks for your support. I REALLY needed it.

A/N:

Please tell me what you think! If I don't get at least, um, 5 reviews for this, I am not going to update...(or at least I hope I won't) So please review!

Oh yeah, sorry if this was a bit short..