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phew now that that's done and over with….on to the story…and please R&R I need constructive criticism!

Summary - Li Syaoran, known to all vampires as the prince of darkness. Enter Kinomoto

Sakura Vampire Hunter, its her mission to take him out, but what they least expect hits them both hard…

Chapter 1

First Sight

Basking in the sunlight of the morning on the one morning that she had woken up on time, sixteen year-old Sakura Kinomoto, lay on the grass in her front lawn waiting until she absolutely had to get up. She was still sore from last night where a fledging vampire had hit the back of her head, hard. When she returned home, she got a scolding from her brother for letting down her guard.

The Kinomoto family was known to all vampires, as well as feared. The Kinomotos had been the first vampire hunter family in the history of well…history! So Sakura had a very big reputation to uphold.

Sighing wearily, she pulled herself upright and began drudgingly her walk to school. She had chosen to go without roller blades today because she still getting over some of the dizziness of that hit.

Don't let appearances fool you however, this petite 5'6" a/n, I am completely guessing on the height by the way, if anyone knows her real height send it to me in a review auburn-haired girl was a "hip-hop" fighting machine, or so her brother called her.

She'd been trained by her mother from the time she could walk, up until six years ago when she was killed by the very "people" she was fighting against, from then on it was up to her brother to train her. She was taught to have a high resilience to pain, and not to show that she were in pain. She was also excellent at fighting; her specialty and favorite weapon of choice however were her sais a/n for those who have no idea what a sai is, just google it through the image selection. She never went anywhere without them, and that included school.

The teachers and faculty just thought her as a clumsy but harmless student. None of them would even suspect her of being a top-notch vampire hunter. Which was just fine with Sakura.

As Sakura was walking up the steps of her high school, out of nowhere Tomoyo jumped out holding her camcorder, causing Sakura to shriek and run straight into something. She looked up and saw the most horrifying thing she'd ever seen in her life it was…a guy! A hot guy at that. And she'd just bumped into him shrieking like a banshee. Then again Tomoyo was the only person who could sneak up on her, it was like she floating on air or something. Anyways back to Sakura's current predicament. The boy she'd just run into was, well to be exact he was just hot! He had messy chocolate brown hair and amber eyes that seemed to go on forever…"Excuse you." He stated flatly and hurried off in another direction. 'But man is he rude!' thought Sakura.

Tomoyo ran up to Sakura looking apologetic, "Are you alright, oh I'm so sorry Sakura-chan! Is there anything I can do?"

"Yeah never do that again! Honestly Tomoyo-chan you're worse than the vamps!"

Tomoyo had known about Sakura's lineage/night job for quite some time. And the weird thing was, Sakura had never even told her. Suddenly the school bell rang. "Oh no the one day I wake up on time, and I'm late!"

Tomoyo sweat dropped. "Come on Sakura-chan, let's go before sensei gives us detention."

Sakura nodded but her mind was still, unwillingly, on those amber orbs that she had been so lost in. No she couldn't do this, she was a vampire hunter, she couldn't lose her concentration, if she did, she'd wind up dead, just like her parents. Sakura followed her raven-haired friend into the school, delicately fingering the sais tucked safely on the insides of her skirt.

Unbeknownst to Sakura she had put on her "Hunter Face" or again, what Touya called it. It was a cold face, that showed no emotion whatsoever, it always happened when Sakura had a.) so many feelings jumbled up inside her that it became her automatic response to whatever she was feeling, such as pain, depression, attraction…hint hint…. Or b.) whenever she went hunting. It was important that the vampires didn't see her as a weak little girl, instead that they saw her as an invincible lioness, who took no mercy when it came to their kind.

Once again those eyes came to mind. They had seemed full of pain, and distress, yet cold and distant at the same time. So much like hers. She tried to shake it off. No vampire would be stupid enough to attack her in broad daylight with so many people around. But she couldn't let her guard down nonetheless. But no matter how hard she tried her mind would always wander away to those pools of amber.

Syaoran walked up the alleyway. Ever since he'd left school that afternoon, that stupid girl had been in his head. 'Well maybe you should've been a little nicer.' His mind said.

'O shuttup'

'Why telling me to shuttup is telling yourself to shuttup.'

'Haven't we had this conversation before?'

'You're point?'

'My point is I'm the Prince of Darkness, the vampire of all vampires, turned by the great Yue himself and appointed to be his successor. I don't have time for frivolous chivalries.'

'O come on admit it, she was cute.'

'Really I didn't notice.'

'O please. Come on you know she was…'

'No she wasn't'

'Yes.'

'No.'

'Yes.'

'No.'

'No.'

'yes.'

'HAH I got you!

'NO dang it! I didn't mean it!'

'Yes you did hah! Syaoran likes a girl. Syaoran likes a girl. Syaoran likes a girl…'

"Shuttup!" he roared out loud. A few homeless people in the alleyway looked at him as though he belonged in a mental institution.

"What you looking at you old rag?" he asked a ragged man in particular. As Syaoran watched the man stumble his way out of the alley, he realized that his hunger had returned. He needed to feed. He spotted another old homeless person, and decided that no one would miss him.

He crept up behind him, and before the man could do anything he sunk his fangs into his throat and began to suck the blood right out of him. After all the blood had been drained. Syaoran licked the blood off his lips, feeling refreshed, it wasn't exactly gourmet, but it would do.

Once again Syaoran's thoughts turned to the emerald eyed girl, and what a meal her blood would make. He shook himself, no he could never do that to such a—ARGH! No this can't be happening to him. To him of all people why him! Well he'd prove that he was heartless. He'd suck that whimpy girl. In all of his 500 years on this earth, not once had he developed a soft spot for anyone, vampires included. Why should he start developing one for a mere human?

Well he would have her blood one way or another, and yet Syaoran had this unabating guilt that surged through his system. Why?

Sry its so short people, but I needed to set out the plotline first. What'd you think? R&R please! You know u just wanna push that button, with its periwinklishness, come on push it…PUSH IT! ' im an aggressive author….second chapter should be up soon.