Author's Note: Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, and sorry! It has been a while and I haven't updated this story. I hope I could somehow apologize by giving you a long chapter, so here it is. puppy eyes and a little pout hehe…

Cry: For the First Time
Your Intentions
by: Shattered Blossoms

Summary: A four year-old boy named Syaoran looks like he is emotionless but he really is not. He always hides whenever he feels like crying because he doesn't want others to see his softer side. One afternoon at Tomoeda, a girl saw him crying. For the first time, he let someone see him crying. For the first time, he felt so comfortable. For the first time, she sympathize someone she didn't know. And for the first time, the girl revealed the softer side of him. She is none other than Sakura Kinomoto.

Sakura of course knows that it would be awkward to accompany him but still she wants to. Also, she wants to know the answer to her questions. And this might give her some clues. Why does the air around them since to make them awkward when they are alone together? Why do she feels hot around him? Why does he seem sick when he's around him? She always saw him having tinge of red…

She silently promised herself… somehow she would know the answers… and she would work hard for it…

It was another usual sunny day at Tomoeda, Japan. The sun has just found its way to shine brightly and send its rays to the simple but contented land. Yes, it was still early, but just the usual waking hour for our dear 'cute little descendant'. -P-

As the long hand of a certain green clock pointed to twelve and the short one pointed to five, the device began to vibrate and echo the same and usual annoying sound.

Soon, something auburn popped out of the green comforter. From there, incoherent wailing and groaning could be heard. A bit muffled, but enough to surface through the echoing sound.

Finally, after whining at least fifty words or so, a hand made its way through the said comforter and silenced the 'small but terrible' alarm clock, by tapping the button on top of it.

'Mou, isn't there anyway for me not to go to school? I should have seriously studied that class with Meiling and find out how I could feign sickness without causing Wei to become suspicious,' he thought as he scratched his head. He was supposed to be already used to waking up early and his body is already accustomed to that, but something- or rather someone- had evaded his mind, not allowing him to sleep until just an hour ago. That he wasn't used to.

What he didn't know is that he did not need to feign sickness, for the scarlet red hue that was surrounding his not-so-lively auburn eyes and the dark shade under it would be enough to make an excuse.

"Morning, Wei," he said as he stuffed a toasted bread on his mouth, making his greeting a bit more muffled.

"Good morning-" Wei greeted back, but was not able to continue. As soon as he got a glimpse of his young master, he just stood there and stared at the teenager, who he took care of since the boy wore diapers.

Syaoran didn't wait for the butler to continue for he really didn't paid attention. He took his bag and placed it on his shoulders. He left poor Wei, seemingly gaping.

And just about the sound of the door slamming was heard, Wei went back to his work, shaking his head and saying "Cupid has finally hit young master"

Syaoran's P.O.V.
Place: Seijuu High School; Classroom
Time: 8:25 am

"Ohayou, Syaoran-kun!" was the first greeting that I received today. I groaned inwardly, as I realized who owns the familiar voice. Funny, I can almost feel the heat rise up.

"Ohayou," I replied casually, acting like she is not the one I'm talking to.

"Hey, genki desu ka?" her sweet voice rang through my ears. While I wondered if there was a hint of concern in her voice, I was too lost in my thoughts to notice her hand nearing my forehead. It was late when I noticed and I knew, for sure, that it became hotter.

"Hmm… are you sure you're alright? I can accompany you to the clinic, if you feel sick," she said as she placed her other hand on her forehead. "Your body temperature seems to be a little hotter than mine. Come on now," she said as she dragged her from his desk.

"I-iie, I am alright," I managed to stutter out.

"The same stubborn attitude, eh? Well, you should have known that it would not affect me. I can be as stubborn as you can be," she said and stopped for a while, making me heave a sigh, thinking that she changed her mind. A bit too quickly, but hey, don't some people say that girls are usually like that?

"Rika-chan, please tell the teacher to excuse us," I heard her say. Hmm… I guess I jumped to conclusions.

"Now," she said in a motherly tone as she started to drag me again, "You are going with me to the nurse. I know you're quite capable, but knowing you, even if you were, you wouldn't go in there. Am I right or am I right?" she asked, flashing a smile at my direction, causing the temperature to be the same as when she checked my temperature.

"Do I have a choice?" I replied, pretending to growl, but the smile plastered on my face didn't go anywhere.

Place: Seijuu High School; Clinic
Time: 8:30 am

"Hey, don't go off now. I have a firm grip on you," Sakura said, her right hand holding Syaoran's and the other holding on to the door for support.

"Honto ni? Think again," he said and tickled her.

"Sya-syaoran-kun, st-stop!" Poor Sakura managed to say, her face changing from its natural color to something light. "M-mou! That's not fair!" She kept on protesting, but to no avail. He was wicked when it comes to torturing her like this.

"Can I hear the magic word?" Syaoran teased.

Sakura shook her head. How she managed is still a wonder to both teens.

So, because of Sakura's stubborn attitude and Syaoran enjoying it, they lasted three minutes there. Much to Sakura's relief, he stops every time he notices that she cannot breathe properly, but also to her dismay, he continues tickling her after.

"O-okay. Onegai?" she said, finally giving in. Hesitatingly, he stopped. "Wait, how come you were able to tickle me and manage to pull me hard when you have a fever. Don't you ever strain yourself again, Xiaolang," she strictly said, then her lips curved into a evil grin. "Or else I would tell Meiling-san that you got yourself a girlfriend."

"Yes, I'd do as what you told me to do, okaa-san," he mocked.

"Don't you dare mock me, Xiaolang Li," she angrily said, that you could almost imagine the steam coming out of her ears. And as if she wasn't mad at all- which she really isn't- they both laughed at the thought. She sure sounded like a mother and the look on his face imitated a little boy, who was just given a sermon by one of the older people.

"Okay, that was enough fun. Now you go to your doom," she exaggerated as she led her to the clinic door.

"Are you feeling something different, dear?" a woman in her twenties asked, smiling and creating a motherly aura, as she checked Syaoran's heartbeat and so on.

He heaved a sigh. Good thing, Sakura was not there. "No, I feel no-" he paused, as he remembered his wish earlier. "Yes, miss. I seem to feel dizzy and the girl I am with, said that I seem to have a slight fever," he smirked inwardly.

Heh, another reason to think Sakura is an angel in disguise. Who would have thought that she'll give me the perfect chance to skip classes and rest for a while? he thought.

"Oh, you mean you're girlfriend? Isn't she the captain of the Cheerleading team? And I heard that she also is on the top in every examinations," the nurse said, while rummaging through her drawer. When she turned around to face him again, the amazing hue of Syaoran's face could not be denied. "Oh, dear. I think I should allow you to go home," she said, looking worried. Gosh, how dense can they get?

"Okay, I'll personally give the slip to your teacher," the nurse said, as she got the said slip and went outside.

Place: Seijuu High School; Classroom
Time: 9:00 am

"Where have you been, Sakura-chan?" Tomoyo asked, as I sat myself on my seat. "Saionji-sensei called me for a practice before school starts, so I didn't get to meet you at the gate. I thought you will be alright and that Li-kun would accompany you. Were you alone this morning?" she explained and then asked.

"Iie, Tomoyo-chan. I wasn't alone this morning. You're hunch is right, as usual. I was with Syaoran-kun. Well, at least before I practically dragged him to the Clinic," Sakura said and gave off a giggle at the last part. He was such a cutie with his pout and all, she thought that as if she was someone adoring a little kid.

As a response, Tomoyo let out her trademark laugh. "Tomoyo-chan, we really are just friends," Sakura sweat dropped, while trying to explain.

"Oh, Sakura-chan. I know you are still in denial. Don't worry; you should be off to that stage as you spend more times with him. And being your best friend, I would gladly give you a little push every time you need one," Tomoyo replied, her eyes having the same usual stars.

"No, I am not," Sakura heaved an exasperated sigh. Sometimes, she just can't convince her stubborn best friend, like she can to Syaoran Li.

"Sumimasen," someone said, as we heard that person knock. Our conversation was put into a halt. Both Tomoyo and Sakura looked at the door, curiosity taking over the both of us.

Terada-sensei stopped his lecture with an "excuse me" and then went to the door. "Is there anything I can do?" he politely asked.

"I just came here to give you Li Syaoran's excuse slip. I allowed him to go back home, since he seem to have a fever with mild headache. Can you please send someone to bring his things?" was clearly heard by all the students in the class.

"Alright, a student carrying his things would follow soon," he nodded as he accepted the slip. He then turned his attention to his class and said "I think you all heard what the nurse had said. Now, who would like to volunteer?"

Many students raised their hands, expectedly; they all belong in the female species, causing the male species to scowl. "Okay, Kinomoto-san, since you are the closest to him, why don't you kindly bring him his things?" the teacher decided. As soon as the teacher finished speaking, the rest of the girls- excluding Sakura's friends- glared at her.

With one authoritative glance, all the students went back to studying. Sakura, who was the only one who have a reason to not listen, sighed happily. 'I guess we both earned from me being chosen,' she thought.

"Tomoyo-chan, can I borrow your notebook later after dismissal?" she asked with a pout, before she headed for the door.

"Of course, Sakura-chan. I surely understand," Tomoyo replied with stars in her amethyst eyes. Sakura sweatdropped, but just gave an unsure laugh. 'I surely understand that Syaoran is much more important to you than this class,' Tomoyo added, after she saw the classroom door close. The next thing that happened was the usual- her laughing, the other students sweatdropping and the teacher irritated.

Place: Seijuu High School; Clinic
Time: 9:15 am

"Hey, Syaoran-kun," Sakura greeted, as she gently closed the door, though her voice sounded cheerful, her eyes betrayed all of her act. There was a hint of worry and concern in her maze of emerald, which Syaoran usually finds himself lost in.

"Hey, Sakura-chan," Syaoran opened his eyes and saw his things. "Was my things to heavy for a petite girl like you to carry?" he teased, when he saw his bag.

She smirked. Leave it up to Syaoran Li to tease her, even though he was in no condition to do so. "Yeah, it was," she feigned a groan. "Hmm… why does my onii-chan call me monster when it is crystal clear that you, Syaoran-kun, are more monstrous than me, seeing as you can carry this bag," she asked innocently.

"Hey!" Syaoran pouted.

Sakura giggled in reaction. "Just kidding," she said with a bright smile. "By the way, would you like me to accompany you to your house- err I mean mansion?"

Syaoran seem to ponder for a while, and then gave her a sideway innocent look. Of course, it was not without a little cute pout. And his auburn eyes just have to glisten… Who on earth could possibly resist that look? -It isn't me, for sure-

"Oh, you are so kawaii, Syaoran-kun!" Sakura squealed and pinched his cheeks, causing him to plaster a genuine smile.

'I could say the same thing to you,' he thought.

"Syaoran… Syaoran… Hey, Syaoran… Is there anyway I could bring you back to Earth?" she teased as she waved her hands in front of Syaoran.

Naïve little Sakura, not liking the fact that she was being avoided by her best friend, could not think of anything to revive him from his thought at the moment. Not thinking at all, she kissed his right cheek and got what she wanted.

The look on his face was completely and utterly hilarious that Sakura could not handle her laughter.

"What did you do that for?" Syaoran asked- more like demanded- as his hand remained on the spot where she kissed him.

"Well, it just seemed that you left your body for a while and went to Pluto or farther away, so I just had to do something that would surely bring you back," she shrugged nonchalantly.

To Sakura it may seem simple, but you know what Syaoran thought of it.

"Okay, I'll now accompany you to you house," she decided.

Place: Li Mansion; Syaoran's Room
Time: 12:15

Syaoran lay comfortably on his autumn-scented bed. Hey lay there, seeing nothing, hearing nothing, his thoughts consuming every senses that he have. He had been thinking of everything since he came home.

He still could not erase the images of Sakura smiling, laughing and calling his first name. It sounds foreign to his own ears, but yet soothing. Then again, he never allowed any other girl, except for family related ones, to call him that.

"Master Xiaolang?" was what brought him back to his senses, followed by two knocks.

"The door is open, Wei," the teenage boy replied, trying his best to make his voice somewhat hoarse.

Wei, then opened the door and looked at his master, smiling. "Syaoran-sama, your lunch is prepared. Would you like me to bring it in here?" he asked, knowing that the teen is far from sick.

"I'll come down," Syaoran replied, as he got out of his comforters and searched for his slippers.

At the same time the door was closed, Syaoran found what he was looking for and sighed. This week holds a lot more than the ordinary, he thought, glancing at the thank you gift Sakura gave her. He could still feel his face burning up when he reminisce that day.

Her innocent smile, her sparkling emerald eyes… they are just so much for his golden auburn eyes to see and yet he could not get enough.

He gave an exasperated sigh- something he found himself accustomed to. He let his eyelids fall for a split second and then headed to the dining room.

All the time he ate, his eyes possessed a far away look and Wei would once in a while give him sideway glances. It was just an odd scene for the old butler. All his life, he had taken care of Syaoran, but the thought of the boy being like this never occurred to him.

"Wei-san," Syaoran started and received an inquisitive look, "What is the definition of infatuation and love?" he asked, turning his eyes, which seemed lost, to him.

Wei thought for a while. Truth be told, the question is quite hard for him, since as he never really was sure about the meaning of love. It seems complicated and had lots of meanings, some contradicting the previous ones.

"Infatuation is an attraction, whether it would be because of ones looks or personality, while love seems to be deeper than it. (I Corinthians 13:5) Love does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; Bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. It wouldn't think twice to sacrifice for the sake of other," Wei said.

"'How could one person know if it's infatuation or love?' a friend of mine asked me," Syaoran said, blushing.

"Then answer his question with questions. If in case the girl is satisfied with another person, would he interfere and break their relationship, even though he is sure that the girl's heart would be shattered? And if in case the girl's family firmly disapproves of the relationship of the girl and your friend, that they would do things that may hurt the girl, would he break off their relationship, even though the girl would accuse him of something he wouldn't do?"

Syaoran thought of it. Would he or would he not. 'First question… If Sakura has a boyfriend and is satisfied to be with the freak, what would I do? Well, I would glare hard at the person and pay a spy to check if his intentions for her are good. If his intentions are clean and if she is truly happy with him, then I would watch them from afar. And if he hurts her, he shall be expecting a nice beating.

Second question… If Kinomoto-san and Sakura's brother would highly disapprove of me- which is unlikely, for Kinomoto-san at least- that they would cut off Sakura's allowance for a week or so and ground her, then I would stay as her friend and nothing more. After all, being with her, even just as a friend, would be delightful. As long as I know she's safe and that she's there, I'll be contented,' Syaoran thought.

"What if the answer to both questions is he would let go of the girl?" he asked.

"That proves that he cares for her a lot that he doesn't want her to be hurt or he just doesn't care about her that much," he paused for a second and then asked "Would he be ready to give everything in his power and ask for nothing in return?"

Now that he think about it… "Hai"

"Then, you could say that he has fallen…"

Place: Ice Cream Parlor
Time: Dismissal

Sakura, Tomoyo, Rika, Naoko and Takashi were all enjoying their ice creams and enjoying a lot. Chiharu wasn't able to come with them for she was expected to go back home early and do some choirs.

"Hey, did you hear the rumors about a nearby park?" Naoko asked, her eyes shimmering with interest.

"No, what did they say?" Rika asked, becoming interested.

"They said," Naoko paused, her hands near her face, trying her best to scare the living daylights out of them, "That that park used to be a war zone. Hundred years ago, soldiers and warriors didn't have the chance to choose where they would die; their corpses would be dumped there, with nothing to accompany them, except for bones and skulls of the previous dead people.

For years, that was their tradition. Their families haven't had the choice, but to give up their sons, because of their bloodline. If they were to go against the rules, authorities would look for them and kill them all.

Only one event caused the tradition to be broken- war. And it was caused by the one who haunts the park. The lady loved her brother so much that she dressed up as him. (Mulan! )) It didn't do good either that the maiden had lots of suitors and friends. All of them, without any traitors, formed a plan against the authorities' back to get her back to safety. Sadly, the authorities assigned a spy and found out. They tortured her in many ways that some the innocent maiden never thought would have happen and to her of all people. Now, looking for those people, her soul remained restless there at the most deserted area of the park." she finished and then looked at her friends.

She sighed. Only Sakura looked terrified and that couldn't be counted. The girl could get frightened by just hearing the word 'ghost'. Naoko again looked at Sakura. Now, her conscience would bug her. She didn't mean to cause her to be that scared. It's just that, like Tomoyo, Naoko is also highly interested in one area.

"That's just what I heard, but I researched. There wasn't any war that happened there," Naoko finally gave in to her conscience. Sakura sighed and slumped on her seat, thanking the gods for not making it true.

"Oh, did you know that whenever one is sighing, someone watches that person from afar. Whether the person watching has good intentions or bad, the way the person being watched sigh will determine it," Yamazaki told, his right hand forming his usual did-you-know signal.

"Takashi-kun, you do know what Chiharu-chan would do to you if she hears that you're lying again," Naoko said to him, her voice seeming exasperated.

"Well, of course, I would know my girlfriend. She would believe everything that I tell her and kiss me for it. She would be very much interested and would ask me a lot more facts," Yamazaki kept on babbling what would be the opposite and caused the gang to think the same thing: that's Takashi Yamazaki for you.

They were very much caught up in their conversation. Yamazaki would always interrupt with another lie and Tomoyo taped them, giving comments and nodding in agreement once in a while.

"Sakura-chan, daijoubu desu ka?" Tomoyo asked, putting away her camcorder for a while.

"I'm fine, Tomoyo-chan. Umm… I forgot something," Sakura said, looking mentally absent. After receiving permitting nods, she went off as fast as she can to the opposite direction of Seijuu High School and the Kinomoto Residence.

Unfortunately, she did miss the look her friends gave at her retreating silhouette. They knew where she is headed to and the idea seem to shout the word 'matchmaking'. Well, I guess you could put away one who continued his storytelling. -P-

Please read!

Author's Notes: I really do hope you guys would leave some comments, suggestions or any kind of review. I promise I would update by June… if you guys would still support me. To tell you the truth, I'm running out of ideas and a lot of things are listed on my things to do.

I am deciding right now whether to continue this or not. The number of reviews and your comments would decide…

Have a nice day!

translation:

ohayou- good morning
genki desu ka- are you alright?
iie- no
sumimasen- excuse me

thanks to:

IcePunkQueen ;
kunoichi haruhana ;
Mystical-Dreamer57 ;
nadeshiko blossom -I think it's onee-chan for the older sister and onii-chan for the older brother-;
VampireJazzy ;
sakura-kinomoto-li-syaoran ;
giRlDrEaMiNg ;
1-2-3-sakura-3-2-1 ;
xhikarix ;
Lynne102 ;
krn5rul3 ;
Maixx

Just like the creature with pure wings
Standing up from all the difficult things
Soaring from the Bottom
Lies aShattered Blossom…

ja ne!