Author's Note: Now unlike most stories, I will make very few references that include Japanese. For example, don't expect me to throw an "arigatou" or a "gomenasai" around. Many of us whom read these fanfics are in the age range of roughly 6 grade to college students, and well the majority is probably already having somewhat difficulty with English, no need for confusion. Besides, throwing around Japanese often messes up the grammar, and for stories that are mainly in English, it's just confusing.
Little Notes to Readers: Now the references I will be making are the polite suffixes (-san, -chan, -kun, etc.) because obviously they show the relationship between the people. Also I may refer to a Japanese food every now and then. Also a little note to all whom know of the Chinese translation of Sakura, we all write it as Ying Fa, but to those whom do not know any form of Chinese or Mandarin, it is absolutely not pronounced the way it looks like, so if you've been actually saying Ying Fa (Yeeng-Fah), that's not how it's pronounced, it's just an English way of spelling Eeng-Hua. (I'm Asian.). Now in this story, I may turn it around to use Ying Fa, just remember though, for my sake, that it's not pronounced the way it seems.
Also, about pairings, I often see a "Naoko-Mika" pairing, and I don't know who started it, and I'm not saying I'll be stealing the character but moreover just the name (not saying I don't own the name, just the character itself). Naoko and Mika, it just sounds right together. Now if I give a description of a made-up character that seems to copy someone else's in both name and description, it's purely not intentional. It's just what I imagine to be a good fit for the corresponding character.
Disclaimer for the entire story: I absolutely do not own Card Captor Sakura, CLAMP, or anything that was released publicly that may show up in this story.
Summary: Your average high school teenage drama. Popular, rich, loved by all, wanted by all. Kinomoto Sakura, was, IS the IN thing. One day she comes across something she wants, and it's the only thing that money can't buy.
Now, on with the actual story. Thank you if you actually took the time to read any of that. If you didn't and I see complaints relating to problems that may have been talked about above, I will not answer them.
Blissville
Chapter 1: The Dull Routine
It was a fine day in Tomoeda, Japan. Birds were chirping, little kids were laughing and skipping along the street eating their ice cream, and a few little girls and boys on the swings at the park.
Or at least that's what everybody would love to hear. No, actually it was a rainy day, no thunderstorms, just rain. Not the greatest of days, especially since this was the first day of school at Seijuu High.
Seijuu High - Cafeteria
Everyone sat in the lunchroom, seeming as it was raining and no one could go out into the courtyard. Boys and girls gathered up in the lunchroom and were anxiously waiting for someone. Everyone was waiting.
Well who were they waiting for? They were waiting for their highnesses, their queens. How is there more than one queen? Who knows, but in this case there were two queens. Why are they queens? The obvious answer being that they're Popular with a capital P. Now there are different types of popular. There's the popular-type where it's a person whom is "in" with everyone, in-crowd and out-crowd. Jocks, cheerleaders, nerds, dorks, loners, everyone. As for the other type, it's where everyone knows you, not exactly does everyone like you, but they want to be you and have your life.
These queens, they were Kawasaki Mihiru, and Kinomoto Sakura. Neither of them being type 1, both type 2. Sakura was known as somewhat as a flirt, dating many guys, seen with many guys, and a hardcore party animal. Mihiru, she was worse, not going into detail, but you get the picture. She received less respect than Sakura, but she most certainly had equal the power. After all, she had more manpower behind her. Why do people want their lives? They wanted their popularity, their money, some wanted their love lives, but the main thing, everyone wanted their freedom and power, anything they say goes. Absolutely anything.
Mihiru, she was popular because she had men. Sakura, she was popular because she just gave off that vibe that says "I'm in" and soon after she started her freshman year, everyone wanted to know who she was. Yep, they were queens… queens that didn't like to share.
One of the entrances slammed open as a skinny, slender girl appeared, followed by a posse of girls whom seemed to be her look-alikes accompanied with a few jocks. She had long black hair with dark green streaks and blue eyes. This is Mihiru, she's a straight A-student, not because she's smart, because she's money. That's right, she is money. She looked disheveled; her school uniform was a little, out of it. Her skirt was slightly higher on one side and a little lower on the other which revealed part of a G-string. Her tie was loose and a few buttons on both the top and bottom of her blouse were unbuttoned.
"What're you staring at boy!" Spat Mihiru as she hollered at an innocent freshman whom had only heard of her, never seen of her.
"I, um, I'm sorry I-"
"Shut up; go away, I never want to see you again." The little freshman scurried over to another table and turned away from her.
"Hey who do you think you are!" A brave young girl, obviously another freshman, stood up to Mihiru.
"Do you know who I am?" Mihiru bent down a little to meet eye to eye with this stupid little prissy girl.
"No and I don't care who you are, you're just another one of those girls pretending you're all that and boss people around as if they care. Besides who cares who you are!"
At that moment another girl entered the cafeteria. A little taller than Mihiru, she had long auburn hair which rested a few inches above her waist and had emerald eyes which seemed a bit dull. Unlike most girls, whom always tried to show off to guys their bodies, she didn't have her skirt rolled up or anything they were short enough. She did although have two buttons unbuttoned at the top, it made her look kind of loose rather than uptight. She had long slender legs, and curves in the right places. A glance at what was going on, she spoke.
"See Kawasaki, I told you nobody liked you. Apparently they never will either." With her own posse, they walked to their table. That's right their table, across the cafeteria from Mihiru's.
"Shut up whore!" Spat Mihiru, but the girl just kept walking.
"Guys," she snapped her fingers and two of the jocks that were behind her grabbed the little freshman girl, whoever she was, and were going to give her the treatment. Mihiru was the brutal queen that everyone wanted to get rid of, but not everyone fancied Sakura either. Mihiru's treatment all depended on her mood. "Give her just a taste," and off they dragged the girl out the cafeteria to who-knows-where.
"Quit staring peons!" With that everybody looked away as they continued their lunch.
"Geez she's such a bad sport," spoke the girl from before.
"She's just jealous of how you stole her date last week, Sakura," spoke another girl with dark black hair, if you weren't mistaken, that had a shade of purple and amethyst eyes to match. "I'd be bitchy too if my sworn enemy stole my new catch."
"Tomoyo, that's you, since it's her, she'd just go off and get another one," replied Sakura. Kinomoto Sakura, yes this girl is a queen. Her family is the head of Kinomoto Corp and her brother was currently in control, but once she turns eighteen, Sakura herself will have control of 35 percent of the company that was still a lot. The other girl is Tomoyo, Sakura's best friend and second cousin on her mother's side. Tomoyo's mother, Sonomi, owned a famous gadget company (including toys) and often had Tomoyo and Sakura try out (and keep) their latest inventions.
"Well anyhow, how was he?"
"Bad. Didn't even let him go all the way," replied Sakura as they talked casually about these things. Teenagers these days, it really isn't a surprise.
"Sakura, how come you never settle down?"
"Settling down means marriage, I'm in high school 'Moyo, I want to have fun!"
"Well I think I found a guy I might settle down for awhile with."
"Really? Who?" It was rare for Sakura to see her best friend really with a guy. She was almost the same as her, looking for little playthings to toy with.
"Well he and his cousin just moved here from China, I met him when I was little, when Mom brought me to England for a deal. I've been pen palling with him since we were like six and well I guess I like him?"
"Oh you mean that Eriol guy. Is he hot?"
"Sakura! This is my guy!" Tomoyo was shocked that her own best friend would go after her love interest.
"Oh come on, I'm not like that, but is he hot? After all, you never showed me the pictures he sent you!" If Tomoyo was interested, well then Sakura was interested that she was interested.
"You'll meet him today, him and his cousin decided to unpack today but they're coming over later, so make sure you come over after school!" Tomoyo said hurriedly as she finished her little lunch. "Bell's about to ring, I'll see you later in math!"
"See you 'Moyo!" With that the girls left the cafeteria and went their separate ways to their classes.
Math Class
'Plop, plop', thought Sakura. Currently, she was in her least favorite class, math. 'How on earth did I even land in this class,' thought Sakura as she flipped through the pages of her pre-calculus book wondering what page they were on. Although she did just fine in every other class, she was horrible in math, it was a wonder how she was currently advanced.
"Sakura-chan, Hiashi-sensei is calling you," whispered Tomoyo. Tomoyo smiled wondering if Sakura would do something cute up at the board. It was much too boring that day; the rain really was bringing everyone down.
Sakura groaned as she reached the board, wondering if her teacher would ever let her say "I'm sorry, I'm not paying attention" or "I'm sorry I don't know how to solve it." Her teacher, Hiashi-sensei was a plump, middle-aged man, always with a stern look on his face, and well, he looked too scary for anyone to question, cousin of the principal too.
"Um… I'm sorry how do you do it again?"
"If you weren't so busy goggling over boys everyday and started paying attention, just maybe you would learn something. Now sit down, and pay attention." Sakura quietly sat down as another boy went up to the board. What a wonderful way to end last period on the first day of school.
Sakura pretended to be copying notes and passed a note to Tomoyo.
'Can he be any meaner? Seriously, I wish I had such a nice cousin whom I could work under and have everyone kiss my ass. You're not even supposed to give work on the first day of school!' Tomoyo stifled a giggle and quickly passed back the note.
'True, it sucks but I have a plan, I'll tell you later after school, and start paying attention! You should be copying notes not passing them!' Sakura merely stuck her tongue out at Tomoyo and resumed with her note-copying.
Sakura
Tomoyo had a chorus meeting after school about their curriculum for the year, so currently Sakura was driving through town looking for something to do in the meantime, before Tomoyo called her. Her first school day was over, the year had started and it was once again time for her to waste away day by day, 'learning'. School, it was the worst routine in the world. Yet Sakura had to be grateful, no matter how spoiled she was, she always reminded her self to look at everything as a privilege, a gift, or an opportunity.
Eyeing a new café she parked her car and entered the newly opened café. It had a silly name, "Java, Mocha, Frappawhatever," but the name did catch many customers for as Sakura entered in, they already had a long line. She had time, she decided to wait.
Sitting back in her car with her fruity passion fruit slush (A/N: I love those, besides, Starbucks has it, so why can't other café's have slushes!), Sakura thought to herself where she would go to next. 'Damn it Tomoyo. Your teacher takes too long!' Sakura wound up waiting 20 minutes for a drink, and Tomoyo still hadn't called. Completely bored that she had no one else around and had nothing to do, Sakura drove to the mall hoping to find someone she knew.
At the mall Sakura spotted a cute little necklace that looked like a little star on a crescent moon with a wing coming out of the star. She wanted that necklace but her father had already yelled at her for never wearing any of the jewelry she had. "You have enough jewelry! All you do is leave it in that box and wear a regular bracelet! If you want to get something, USE IT!" Sakura chuckled at the thought, she loved her father. There really was nothing to do! Frustrated at how bored she was with her life Sakura called Tomoyo.
Ring, ring
Ring, ring
"Hi Sakura! I was just about to ca-Eriol stop it!" Sakura could hear laughter in the background and what seemed like a grunt.
"Tomoyo! Did you forget to call me again!" Sakura was too frustrated at the moment to care what odd thing was happening on the other side of the line.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry Sakura, it's just that Suzumi-sensei was dumping us with papers and she expects so much out of me, I just wanted to go home as soon as possible. When I got here, Eriol and Syaoran were at my doorsteps. I've only been home a few minutes I meant to call you!"
Slightly irritated, Sakura replied, "oh its fine just quit that habit of forgetting!"
"Yay Sakura-sama forgives me!"
"Damn right, that's Sakura-sama to you!"
"You dork, just come over now."
"Gotcha." With that Sakura hung up, ran out the mall, hopped into her car and sped off to Tomoyo's house. She was that bored.
Tomoyo's
Upon arrival at Tomoyo's, Sakura ran to the door and rung the doorbell. Tomoyo lived in a mansion, not too far from Sakura's. As the door opened, she was greeted by Tomoyo's maids. She was used to this; it was like an everyday thing to her. Sometimes though, the formalities really annoyed her, she liked to be talked to in a casual manner.
"Good afternoon Sakura-chan. Tomoyo-chan is in her bedroom," replied a middle-aged maid. Her name was Ayumi, she had short blonde hair and had been taking care of both Sakura and Tomoyo since they were babies. She was the only maid that spoke to Sakura and Tomoyo as friends would rather than servants.
"Thank you Ayumi-chan!" Sakura dashed to her room only to see a guy with dark black hair with hints of blue with equally dark blue eyes and glasses losing a tickle fight to Tomoyo.
"To-haha-Tomo-hahaha-yo-ha-I-haha-think-Saku-hahahahaha-ra is here!" Said the guy whom was… "wrestling" with Tomoyo as he fell to the floor face red and holding his stomach.
"Sakura! I'd like you to meet Hiiragizawa Eriol-kun-" Tomoyo pointed at the guy on the floor, "-and Li Syaoran-san." Tomoyo pointed at the guy sitting on the sofa in her room, giving a wink to Sakura first.
Sakura was a little… surprised when she saw Syaoran. Sure she had met hot guys before, but she was thinking that the cousin of Eriol was going to be all nerdy like. Then again, Tomoyo never spoke of him so she was just assuming. This guy, this Syaoran, he was damn, straight, hotness. First of all, this guy was tall, at least 6 feet, Sakura was a mere 5'7", he was wearing a grey muscle shirt that showed his toned, built body. Walking up to him, Sakura did her little 'walk'. It was a walk she did when she approached guys she wanted. Slightly swaying her hips side to side, it was like how a regular girl with a skirt on would walk, only with a little more oomph to it.
"Hi," said Sakura, extending her hand out, "I'm Kinomoto Sakura." She put on a little smile that would always snag the guy.
Unfortunately, all she got was a simple grunt.
This infuriated her! No guy has ever simply 'grunted' at her. She is Sakura, Kinomoto Sakura, in fact, the Kinomoto Sakura, who did this guy think he is? Nobody ever refuses her hand, nobody at all.
Then all of a sudden, he shook her hand. "Li, Syaoran." The handshake was brief and rough. 'Phew,' thought Sakura. 'You still got it, girl.'
"So anyhow, Li-san, tell me about yourself." Sakura was doing her best at being nice. Sure this guy was being a little rude, but it made him all the more sexier.
She received yet another grunt. Suddenly Tomoyo interrupted. "Hey um, we'll be in that other room, um yeah, see you Saks!" Chiming 'Saks' all along while Eriol dragged her out of the room and who-knows-where else?
All of a sudden Syaoran pounced on Sakura and they landed on Tomoyo's bed. "Hey what are you do-" Sakura tried to yell but Syaoran suddenly crashed his lips on top of hers giving her a forceful, rough kiss. She was trying to complain but hey, isn't this what she wanted?
"Now is this the way you treat me after all these years?" Syaoran asked in a deep, husky voice in her ear. Sakura was confused. 'All these years? I've just met him!' Now Syaoran merely smirked.
"Ten years ago, remember a little birthday party of a certain little Sakura?" Sakura was just getting more and more confused. "Guess you don't remember well anyhow…" Syaoran once again kissed her again, gentler, but still roughly enough to show how much he wanted her. Sakura responded by opening her mouth, and their tongues danced. Lost in the kiss, nothing seemed wrong. The passion, the hunger, the lust they both felt, it felt too right.
"Ahem." Tomoyo and Eriol were standing at the door, Tomoyo was a little puffy in the face, after all she just caught her best friend kissing a new acquaintance on her bed! Eriol simply stood there, smirking. "Do you guys mind getting off my bed? There's a sofa right there you know!" Embarrassed, Syaoran and Sakura left to her connected bathroom.
"So, where were we?" asked Sakura.
"Who's we?" Syaoran flashed her a smirk before he left. Sakura couldn't believe it. No one had ever done that to her before. What just happened?
'Have I just been… played!' Sakura was infuriated. She left and went straight to Syaoran, huffing and puffing all the way. Grabbing him by the arm she whispered into his ear "I can give you hell."
He merely answered with a "so?" That's it, that hit her last nerve. No guy has ever… 'grunted' at her. No guy has ever 'played' her. "Who do you think you are!" exclaimed Sakura. Tomoyo looked worried at the two whom were kissing just moments ago.
"The guy whom you were just all over," replied Syaoran. "Hey Tomoyo, she was good." Tomoyo widened her eyes as she looked at Sakura.
"Don't believe him! You were only gone for a few minutes!" After clearing that up, Sakura glared a long hard glare at Syaoran's back. Breaking the tension, Tomoyo spoke up.
"Um… There's a party tonight at X, you want to go Sakura?" Tomoyo knew that whatever brought her down, clubbing always brought her mood back up.
"Fine, I'll call my dad, let him know I'm staying over." Sakura knew that after that, she needed to play around with a few guys tonight to get her 'skills' back up. She can't be weakened by a guy she just met. Then again he did mention something about her sixth birthday party. 'Whoever he was, I'm just glad I forgot him,' thought Sakura, stubbornly.
"Aw, does Daddy know what kind of boys his little girl has been hanging out with?" Syaoran, ever the tease.
"Fuck off, asswipe. Go cry to mommy about how you finally got to touch a girl, you deprived asshole," spat Sakura venomously. She didn't like this Li guy. Nope she absolutely did not.
"So anyhow guys um, let's get ready," spoke Eriol, breaking another bit of tension. He was planning on getting to know Tomoyo and Sakura better tonight. His cousin would have to behave a little later on. Sighing, Tomoyo got up and went to her wardrobe to start picking out what to wear for tonight while Eriol helped her picked out her clothes. Syaoran watched TV while smirking the entire time. This was going to be a long night.
As for Sakura, as much as she didn't like him, she wanted him more than ever.
Author's comments: Okay so as a heads up, I don't plan a lemon in this (never done them before), and well, if the character's actions aren't to your liking, sorry? You'll see later why Sakura and Tomoyo act the way they do, and this is my first real story.
Important: I'd really appreciate it if you took the time to review. I know people like to just read and not leave comments, but I've only started writing again and I'd like some feedback on how I'm doing. So please review? Pretty please? Suggestions would be nice. Please no crazy flames, you can tell me what you don't like, just don't go crazy on me about it. Thanks and please come and read again!
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By the way, I've revised this about three times just to make little corrections that got messed up when I sent this from Word to well...this. This is the last time I'm making anymore revisions to this chapter, so if you still found grammar corrections or any for that matter, I'll be paying more attention in future chapters and stories, and that there is no need to leave a review commenting my grammar because I already understand. If you want to though, you may.
(Doesn't seem like it, but just keep in mind that throughout some of these notes, I'm smiling, I just can't make little faces, they won't show up! Rawr.)