Sorry this chapter isn't particularly long, but it will have to do for now. I'm not exactly in the long-chapter-writing mood…. But thanks for reading, and I hope you all like this one!

Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura or anything related. I'm only a poor fan…

"Sakura? Sakura dear? It's lunch time!" a voice called up the staircase. When no response came, the maid sighed. "That girl disappearing again. No doubt an influence from that trouble-making friend of hers."

"Did I hear you calling names at my dear Tomoyo?"

The old maid looked up, startled, her breath caught in her throat. "I'm so sorry, milord. I didn't mean fer it that way."

The man smirked, his dark eyes glinting at something. He ran a hand thru his dark hair. "Don't let me catch you saying such things again. I'm hurt that you can say such things about the dare girl. She's as sweet as candy, you know."

"Aye, and I see the way you look after the girl, too." She eyed him knowingly and chuckled at his blush. "You can't hide it. I'm sure everyone knows of it but she and the young Lady. A dense pair, those two. But don't get me wrong, I know best about the ways of the heart! If you need any consoling, Auntie Momo is always there." She winked and bustled off toward the kitchen. "Oh! And Touya, could you please go and find your sister? She'll miss her lunch again…"

"Yes, yes Auntie Momo. Of course I wouldn't want the brat to miss her meal again either." He sighed once more and rolled his eyes at the thought of his sister. She always did this, and only recently had he found where she spent her days. That alone was by pure chance.

He and Yukito had been out horseback riding through the property when they heard voices coming from a small wooded area. As they rode closer to the voices they became more discernable as that of Sakura and Tomoyo.

Getting off the horses, he and Yukito had spied on them in their small grove, having a tea party and talking about some of the things girls their age would talk about. Handsome men, handsome women, matchmaking and the sorts. Nothing interesting but at least he knew how Sakura was spending her days—she'd always insisted to keep it a secret for some reason.

Touya left the house in search of his beloved sister, ignoring the thought of seeing Tomoyo again. He was on a mission, she was only a bonus.

As he got closer however, he sensed something was up. Ignoring his intuition he waltzed into the grove to see Sakura not with the girl he'd expected, but a man. "Sakura! What are you doing! You know better than to talk to strangers!" He grabbed her arm, yanking her to her feet.

"He's not a stranger! He's a friend of Tomoyo's!" She protested.

Syaoran stood, deeply troubled by this man's use of brute strength on Sakura. "Let go of her."

Touya glared at him. "She's my sister, I'll do what I want. Is what she said true?"

Syaoran's eyes widened. So this is the hard-ass Kinomoto Touya… I'll have to get on his good side. "Yes. My father is a friend of her father's. I lived here as a boy in the house on Old Man's Hill, near Daidouji's."

Touya being the taller one stared down at Syaoran long and hard. "You're that brat…"

Syaoran looked incredulous. "Excuse me?"

"You're the brat that taught Sakura how to curse."

Sakura blushed at the memory of her punishment for cursing after repeating choice phrases she learned from a little boy not much older than herself. "That was you?"

The fierce amber eyes lost their intensity at the mention of it. "Is that how I'm remembered around here?"

Sakura spoke up again first. "After ten lashings and a taste of that soap, of course! It was awful!" She made a look of disgust.

Syaoran smiled apologetically and bowed. "I'm so sorry. I had no control of myself back then."

Touya let out a "humph" and pulled Sakura to him. "It's fine. Get back to wherever you belong. Sakura has to come home for lunch." Sakura whined and Touya looked at her. "You have to; Auntie Momo will be upset with you if you skip again."

"Find, I'll go," she pouted. Looking at Syaoran she waved with her free hand. "Bye Syaoran. I hope I see you again. It was nice meeting you…again."

He smiled, "You too."

Touya rolled his eyes and pulled Sakura back home.

…………………………….

"Oh dearie, there you are! I've been so worried!" She took Sakura's face in her hands and looked at Touya. "Where ever did you find her?"

He glanced at Sakura, then back up at Momo. "Just out toward Tomoyo's. They were having a lovely conversation and I'm sorry I had to break it up."

What's he doing? I was with a boy! And we were still on our property! Those green eyes looked up at her brother's brown ones in disbelief.

"Is that right…? Well go on and seat yourselves! Ya ain't got all day." Auntie Momo practically ran back into the kitchen.

Sensing his sister's questioning thoughts, Touya winked and put a finger over his lips. I won't tell, it said. Sakura silently thanked him, already anticipating what Auntie Momo would say if she found out. The siblings then sat down in the dining room, both smiling at the sight of their parents.

"Good afternoon Touya, Sakura. You've both been behaving yourselves, I trust?" Their father Fujitaka smiled at them as he spoke.

"Oh yes Father. But it's unusual to have you both here for lunch! What's the occasion?" Sakura beamed just as well.

"None just yet. Your father was only able to get away from his post for the day and we decided to surprise you. Isn't that just pleasant? We're also expecting some company after lunch…" Nadeshiko looked toward Fujitaka as if asking for help explaining.

"Company? It wouldn't by chance be the Li family, would it?" Touya asked, a hint of loathing in his voice.

Fujitaka stumbled for words, wondering how his son had known. "Yes I suppose you're right. It is the Li family."

"What about those accursed--" but Auntie Momo was cut off as she spoke, walking with the first tray of food.

"Momo I'll have no such bad-mouthing or gossiping in my house," Fujitaka said, his order strong and concise.

She nodded in apology, set the tray on the table, uncovered it and then said, "I'm sorry milord. Here's my special roast ham. I'll go get the beans and vegetables." Momo quickly scuttled out and back to the kitchen.

An awkward silence ensued until Sakura broke it. "What was Auntie Momo about to say?"

"Nothing dear, don't think on it," Nadeshiko assured her.

Sakura frowned, as did Touya, both trying to turn it over in thought. As they did so, Momo briskly walked back into the room to set down the remaining trays of food. "Eat up dearies and enjoy."

The family thanked her in unison, said a small prayer of thanks, put their napkins in their laps and began grabbing food. The meal was eaten in a queer silence except for a few rare moments. As if the guests knew when the family was finished there was a knock at the front door, to which a butler promptly answered.

"I s'pose that's them now. Off with ye all so I can clean up this mess," Momo said, making a shooing motion with her hands. As instructed the family rose, all going to the anteroom to greet their guests.