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.One Summer Night.

.Chapter Three. Five Years Ago

Seventeen years ago, a woman named Nadeshiko Kinomoto gave birth to a baby girl. But on the very same day, another woman was giving birth. Her name was Nakuru, and she had just lost her husband, Clow Reed. Nakuru was hysteric…so she was half-conscious when she was giving birth.

In the end, the Kinomoto family took home a green eyed baby girl, and Nakuru took home a raven haired baby. The children looked nothing like their parents, but no one said a word about this. The green eyed girl was named Sakura; and the raven haired child, Christina.

Five years ago…

A pale and thing woman stumbled into her daughter's room, the woman smiled, "Happy birthday Christina!"

Black hair whipped around as the twelve year old girl turned to face her mother, "Good morning mother." The twelve year old girl smiled, "What's for breakfast?"

The woman hugged her daughter, "You're growing up so quickly Christina! We'll have whatever you want. I managed to buy a nice cake for you sweetie."

"Thanks," Christina murmured into her mother's arms, "Are we going out today?"

"…Yes, if it's okay with you, we're going to visit your father."

Christina's eyes hardened and she broke off the embrace, "I'm going to change mom."

Nakuru's eyes pained, "I'm sorry Christina, we don't have to if…"

Christina glared at her; Nakuru walked out of the room and closed the door.

As soon as the door shut and the footsteps faded away, she threw her pillow at the door.

"You depressed, low-life bitch," she hissed. She glanced at the picture of her parents sitting on her desk. She knocked it down, smashing the glass.

"If you were my father, then why did you die?"

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A boy prodded at a lump in the bed, "Are you going to sleep forever Sakura?"

I wish, thought the twelve year old.

"Hey, I came to say happy birthday…and you're going to be late for school."

Bed covers were thrown over the boy, "What time is it!" cried Sakura.

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"You drugged me!" accused the twelve year old boy. His sisters snickered, and his mother grinned.

"How else would I have brought you to Japan Syaoran?"

Syaoran scowled, "Drugging your own child…"

His mother laughed, "Well, it's not going to be much different from Hong Kong. You're just going to have to speak Japanese…and we're going to live with the Kinomoto's."

Syaoran sat up straight, "With the who's!"

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"Who's coming!" sputtered Sakura.

"Sakura has a fiancée!" cried Toya.

"From Hong Kong!" asked Yukito.

Fujitaka laughed, "Try to be nice to him, okay? He's the son of your deceased mother's best friend. Have respect for your mother's wishes."

Sakura slumped slightly in her seat. Mom…she thought. She smiled at her father, "That's cool dad, what time will he be coming?"

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"He's coming to this school!" squealed Tomoyo.

Sakura sighed, "Yeah, hopefully, he speaks Japanese. Can you imagine me living with a man that I can't even communicate with!"

Tomoyo laughed, "Think logically Sakura, why would your mother become best friends with a woman who only spoke Chinese? If your mother's best friend can speak Japanese, so can her son, right?"

"Yeah! You're amazing Tomoyo!" cried Sakura, and she hugged her.

Sakura skipped back and accidentally bumped into someone.

A lunch box scattered to the floor, its contents spilling out.

"Oh my gosh! Are you okay Christina?" asked Tomoyo.

A distraught girl stood before her dirtied lunch. Sakura stared at the lunch too. There was only a slice of cake and some rice with vegetables.

"I…I'm so sorry Christina…I…"

"Cheap," whispered Christina, and then walked away; stepping on her meager food.

Sakura's eyes filled with tears, "I always seem to do this Tomoyo. Ruin people's lives…kill people's lives."

Tomoyo stepped towards her and hugged her.

"Your mother didn't die because of you Sakura. Nobody blames you for her death."

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"Why are you late, Clow!" snapped the teacher at Christina.

The whole class hushed as Christina shut the door behind her.

Sakura stood up, "Sir, it wasn't her fault. I asked her to-."

"Shut up Kinomoto," hissed Christina, "Stop telling lies, eh you filthy bitch!"

The teacher smacked her in the face. The girls gasped. Christina's head was frozen to one side.

"I will not have you say nasty things to another student, Clow."

Christina began to laugh, "But you will have another student do nasty things to me?"

"Christina, I'm really sorry-."

"I said shut up!" snapped Christina.

"Get out of this classroom right now," ordered the teacher.

Christina opened the door, and was about to storm out, but there was another person standing in front of the door.

"Is this the classroom where a girl named Sakura Kinomoto is?"

"If you're talking about that bitch, well then yes."

She pushed by him, but he grabbed her.

His cold brown eyes penetrated through her own, "What's with the attitude?"

"Are you the new transfer student?" called the teacher.

The boy let go of her, "Yes sir, I'm Li Syaoran."

Christina looked at him, and then left.

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Sakura pushed her desk back and ran after Christina.

"Kinomoto!" asked the teacher.

"Excuse me," she whispered to the boy standing at the door. He moved aside.

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The teacher sighed, "Class, please welcome Li."

The class greeted him.

"Why don't you sit in the empty desk beside Daidouji? We'll have Kinomoto clear away her things later."

"That was Kinomoto!" asked Syaoran.

"Yes, now please sit down."

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Sobs echoed in the girl's bathroom. Sakura slowly and silently opened the door, and walked in.

"…Christina?" she whispered, "Are you okay?"

The crying stopped sharply, "Go away!" cried the voice.

"Christina…I'm really sorry about ruining your lunch…"

"Go away."

"Can't we be friends?"

"No."

"…Why?"

The door of one of the stalls opened, showing a teary face, "Because I hate you."

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"Hey, you, Daidouji," whispered Syaoran, "Why didn't the teacher rag on Kinomoto when she left?"

"The name's Tomoyo," she replied, "And I don't gossip."

He rolled his eyes, "Fine."

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"Did sensei hit you?"

Sakura got red, "No…I'm sorry."

Christina touched her bruised cheek and laughed, "Ah, to be rich. Money is power."

"It's not amazing to be rich Christina."

"No? Then why didn't he hit you? Why me?"

"…Probably because my…my mother died…"

"So? My dad died, why don't I get any pity? Is it because…I don't look as stupid as you do? With your mopey and stupid face?"

"I…I didn't know your father died…I'm sorry…"

Christina rolled her eyes, "He died like, five minutes before I was born, from cancer."

Christina looked at Sakura curiously, "It's been rumored you know…that your grades have been dropping. What happened last summer? Why did you miss two months of school?"

Fear spread through the green eyes, "I-It's nothing!"

Christina saw the fear and something clicked in her head, "Hey…wasn't that the same summer that…your mother died?"

Sakura raised a shaking hand and pushed back loose hair, "Uh…um, no, it's nothing Christina…"

"Why are you so afraid Kinomoto? Did you kill your mother or something?"

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"Bullshit," muttered Syaoran, "Why does that Kinomoto girl get to play hooky, and I can't?"

"You like her that much?" asked Tomoyo.

"Hell no!" cried Syaoran. The class turned to look at him.

"Uh, hell no! I couldn't of have gotten this question wrong!"

"You're so stupid," muttered Tomoyo.

"What made you think that I liked her?" whispered Syaoran.

Tomoyo pretended to be surprised a bit, "Well, it's only natural that a fiancée would be curious about his arranged lover, right?"

"You know!" cried Syaoran. The class looked at him again.

"Er…you know the answer Daidouji!" he yelled at Tomoyo.

"Li, you're being quite the disturbance. Be quiet," said the teacher.

A few of the girls giggled and threw loving glances at Syaoran.

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At lunch time, Syaoran quickly walked outdoors; glad to be away from the students. He walked to a big shady tree, and sat down, leaning against it. He closed his eyes, at peace when a nearby voice startled him.

"Mom…," whispered the voice, "I'm sorry…I'm sorry…I'm sorry. I was so selfish…"

Syaoran listened to the voice. That was the same voice as Kinomoto's. He stood up, and walked around the tree to where Sakura sat. Tears were running down her face. She looked up at him, and Syaoran's heart softened a little.

"Why are you crying?" he asked softly.

.end of chapter three.