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The clock ticked by as the school day ran closer and closer to an end. Many of the students fidgeted in their seats waiting for the bell to ring so they could go home. Others were dreading the ring of the bell for that sound started their three hours of torture.

"Alright, and for homework I want you to pick a song you like, explain why you like it and what the lyrics mean to you." As the teacher gave out that nights assignment the bell rang and everyone sprang from their seats… everyone but one girl.

Sakura groaned as she slide down her chair. "Fuck." She mumbled as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes.

"Be careful Sakura or I might just hear you cussing." The teacher said as he chuckled at one of his favorite students.

Sakura looked at him. "Shut up Terada, you know you cuss at me more then I do at you."

Terada laughed as he gather his things. "That's because you make me." He sat down at his desk and started working on his lesson plan for tomorrow. "You better go before you're late."

Sakura growled as she gathered her books. She looked up at Terada as she remembered something. "Are we still on for my piano lesson tomorrow?" She asked as she threw her bag over her shoulder and walked down the steps toward the front of the classroom.

Terada nodded, not looking up from his work. "Yes, we are." Was all he offered as he started to put papers in his briefcase.

Sakura chuckled at her favorite teacher and friend. She knew why he was so anxious to get out of here. "Alright, I wont keep you from Rika."

Sakura walked out the door as Terada looked up at her. He shook his head and smirked as he finished up his work.

Syaoran was at his locker, shoving his books in and in general just wasting time before he went to serve his sentence. This is so stupid, he thought as he slammed his locker door closed. He REALLY didn't want to stay here an extra three hours over something so stupid. He gathered everything he needed so he could leave right after he was done and began to walk toward the detention room.

The last of the students were leaving for the day. Some where lingering and getting ready to go to an after school activity. Syaoran would usually be one of those waiting for football practice. He would be going home today because of all the rain but NO, here he was going to a stupid detention. He found a ball up piece of paper and kicked it down the hall as he tried stalling. He kicked the ball and it skid down the hall and hit a pair of combat boots.

Sakura looked down at the ball of paper that had hit her shoes. She bent down to pick it up and looked around to see where it came from. It was the first time emerald met amber. Sakura stood there looking into his eyes. She felt her breath leave her lungs and her body tense. It was the first time she had ever looked at the boy in front of her, truly looked. He looked like he could kick a football down the field. His legs were strong and he seemed to be in top physical condition. His skin was tanned from the hours of sun exposure on the football field. He was VERY attractive…

Syaoran watched her look at him and felt the need to look at her. It was like he had connected with her the seconds their eyes met. Something snapped and he couldn't look away. Her hair fell just the right way… or maybe it was the lighting but she looked beautiful.

Sakura was the first to snap out of it. She looked down at the paper ball she held in her hand and threw at his feet. "There's your football back. You must be going through withdrawal." She then turned back to her locker, took out her bag and walked away.

Syaoran stood there watching her walk down the hall. He then looked at her locker and noticed that the word Kazoo had painted on it had something underneath. He walked closer to it and looked down and chuckled.

Just beneath the big 'ROGUE' were four simple words; 'And Proud of it!' Syaoran smiled at that and stood straight. He looked down to where she had disappeared and followed after her.

Sakura walked into the detention room and could of leapt for joy. She walked over to the teachers desk and smiled down at her second favorite teacher. "Oi Makiko." Sakura greeted her as she went and sat on her desk.

Makiko looked up and smiled at Sakura as she pushed her long red hair behind her ear. "konnichi wa Sakura. And your not the only one in here today so please refer to me either as sensei or Midori." She patted Sakura's back silently telling her to go sit down.

Sakura looked like a large mouth bass as she looked at Makiko. "OH COME ON!! I've only called you sensei ONCE and that was because I didn't know your name yet. I'll be damned if I revert back to being so polite because I'm not the only once sentenced to spend three hours here." Sakura stood in front of her desk, her arms folded looking at Makiko.

Makiko's matching red eyes looked at Sakura as she stood and walked over to her. "Fine, you may use Makiko but do not use it frequently. I have to make others think I am being a strict detention supervisor." Makiko ruffled Sakura's hair as she pushed her toward the desks. "Now sit down and be quite. Also hide your headphones, cause I KNOW your going to have them in."

Sakura smiled at Makiko as she walked to her usual seat and got situated. She pulled out her headphones and put them in her ear, pushing her hair over so they would be hidden. Sakura then bent over her desk and started to draw.

She looked at the blank paper on her desk thinking about what to draw. She cleared her mind and closed her eyes. As she did two brown amber eyes popped up into her thoughts. Her eyes opened as her hand started to move across the paper. First she started with those eyes. She glided the pencil over the virgin paper and outlined the beautiful eyes she envisioned. Then her hand began to draw a nose, a mouth, that sloppy head of co-co hair. It moved down to draw strong arms, a well defined torso, to legs that were built for running. When she was done she looked down to see the boy in the hall dressed in his football outfit with a football at his feet.

"That's really good. I don't think anyone has ever drawn a picture of me before."

Sakura jumped in her seat as she looked to the source of the voice.

Syaoran smiled at the girl as he looked down at the drawing. He came in to find her hunched over her desk. He was fascinated by the intensity on her face that he decided to sit near her and just watch her. The whole time she seemed to be off in another world as she drew him. When she found something to be difficult or not right she would stick her tongue out of the corner of her mouth and scrunch her eyebrows. When she looked to be done he had walked to the desk next to her and noticed she had drawn him.

Sakura glared at the boy and leaned on the picture to hide it from his view. "Who says you could look at my drawing?"

Syaoran shrugged as he smirked at her. "No one, I was just watching you draw and wondered what it was you were working so hard on."

Sakura picked the picture up and shoved it into her backpack. "Yes well watching me seems to always get you in trouble so maybe you should refrain from doing it." Sakura then stood and threw her bag over her shoulder.

Syaoran looked at the clock and noticed the three hours had passed. He couldn't believe he had spent three hours watching her draw. "Yes, well who says I was watching you before?"

Sakura looked down at him, her face void of emotion. "Your tone just gave you away." She then walked over to the teacher who she smiled and waved to then walked out.

Syaoran ran over to his things and grabbed them. With a quick goodbye he ran after the girl. "What's your name?" He asked as he caught up to her. Sakura ignored him as she continued to walk down the hall. Syaoran smirked as he walked a little faster so he could walk in front of her. "Come on, I know you have a name."

Sakura's eyes flashed over to look at him before looking straight ahead. "Rogue." was the only word she offered as she passed him and walked out the door. Syaoran stopped and looked at the door as he chuckled.

Sakura grunted. Man was he annoying. She wasn't used to getting attention and was starting to get aggravated by all the attention he was giving her. stalker, she thought as she pulled out her phone and pressed two. She put the cell phone to her ear as she waited for a answer. When she got one she wasn't pleased.

"Shut up, Hello?" Luke's voice answered as he tried to hush the giggling girl in the background.

Sakura frowned. "Luke, where the hell are you?"

The girl in the background giggled again as Sakura could hear someone kissing something. "Sakura? Oh shit, sorry Hun, I can't come get you. I'm a little tied up right now." The girl giggled again as Luke told her to shut up.

Sakura growled as she heard this. "You said you would take me to see my parents you dick shit."

Luke sighed as he finally got the girl to stop giggling. "I know I did I just can't get away right now."

Sakura's face was one of pure hatred. "Whatever Luke." With that she hung up and growled again as she looked up at the rain clouds that refused to stop pouring. She walked back inside to her locker and grabbed her skateboard. She then walked back outside and began to skateboard through the storm.

Old bar lights buzzed as a soft yet spunky melody flowed through the room from a small radio hidden behind two large bottles of Fischer dark brew and Britain Bass Ale. Guys sat around as glasses clanked and clinked with joyful cries sailing over the room. A small 20 inch plasma hung by the ceiling in an unlit corner showing men in tight shorts run into the end zone. Bright flashes brightened the dim room as a clash of thunder roared through out the compound.

"I wonder where Sakura is?" Charley asked aloud to himself as he dried an large beer jug. His thoughts drifted to Sakura and back as another flash of lightening came proceeded by the boom of thunder. "It's getting bad out there."

A thin man with thick black rim glasses smiled as he listened to Charley's little conversation. His long black hair was pulled back into a low hanging ponytail as his very squinty eyes seemed to look through Charley.

"Worried about Sakura eh?" the man asked as Charley set the beer jug down and pulled out a bottle of Beck's dark. His fat finger flipped the metal cap in the air as his other quickly caught it and through it into a jar that read 'Sakura's beer caps'. His chubby hand swiftly scooped up the green bottle as the mouth of the bottle touched his chapped lips. The strong liquid washed over into his mouth bringing much needed nourishment.

Slapping the glass bottle down, Charley set his fat elbow down on the wooden bar getting a creak in response. "Man, am I ever. You know what today is Clow. What if she did something stupid like last time? I won't be there to stop her and calm her down." the fifty something year old man almost cried as he looked upon his old friend Clow Reed.

Clow just nodded in response as he thought about Charley's dilemma. Thoughts of how he could ease the man passed across his brain yet none seemed right until "Hey Luke" Clow called out to a tall young teen.

Luke stopped in mid stride. He had been trying to get past Charley without him noticing. Luke grimaced when Charley's eyes landed on him. "Why aren't you with Sakura?" Charley growled at the teen as Luke put his hands in the air.

"Charley I have a very good reason why I'm not with Sakura…" Luke then looked around, trying to think of a excuse that Charley wouldn't kill him for.

Charley walked up to Luke and grabbed the teen by the front of his shirt. "You left her alone?!? You KNOW what day it is and you left her ALONE!"

Luke flinched as he waited for Charley to hit him. When the hit never came he opened one eye to see Clow calming him down. "Don't worry Charley, Sakura is a smart girl. She will come home, don't you worry."

Charley gave a murderous look to Luke as he let go of the boy. "you better pray she comes home in one piece of your ass is mine." Charley snarled toward Luke as he went back to bartending. Luke went to sit on the couch near the door praying Sakura would walk through it at any moment.

The rain continued to poor as still air made nothing move. The area seem dead and silence bit into the earth. Bare branches loamed over the cold ground casting their shadows about. Fresh crystal rain droplets fell onto the cement and stone headstones turning them dark and moist.

A tall, dark figure huffed through the silent cemetery. It's long black trench coat flowing behind it as it's speed made it rise and fall. It's bulky build showed that it was a male and it's finely chiseled facial structure gave away that he was very handsome. His unruly co-co bangs fell onto his face as his long hair was pulled back into a low ponytail. His amber eyes looked about the collection of grave sites. Cool droplets of rain fell down his face as a long stream of water rain down from it's nose and chin.

The figure came to an abrupt halt as a stone monument came into view. The monument was small and dark. Tiny bared windows allowed little light into the hallow core. A large steel gate guarded a finely crafted door which lead into the holy place. The outside walls of the monument had stone statuettes of the deceased which were held inside.

The figure strolled around looking at all the life sized statuettes which decorated the outside. Every statute held a cold expression on it's face. The male statutes were dressed in an, what seemed old Chinese fighting outfits while the females wore detailed kimonos. The figure again stopped making the trench coat which flowed behind him hit the back of his legs.

The figure stared deep into the statute's face. The statute was of a man which had long bangs that fell over his cold eyes. He had short choppy hair that flew wildly behind him. At the bottom of the statue was a small stone slab that read:

Li yang
1958-1993
Beloved father and husband
My he rest in peace

The figure lifted his hand into his deep pocket and shuffled his fingers around until they felt the hard, course feeling of a plant stem. The figure gently pulled it out to reveal a single red rose. He laid it gently onto the bottom of the stone slab. The figure recoiled his hand as he stared into the statues eyes. "Father." the word poured over his mouth as the word flipped off his tongue.

The figure was about to turn and walk back the way he came when he heard a faint cry from his left.

A small little bundle curled up against a large block. The light pitter patter of the rain drops swept through the cool air as it hit the figures warm skin. A mysterious fog hugged the ground as lightning crackled lighting up the dark sky. Seconds later a ominous bellowing thunder round over the small figures head but the figure could care less.

It's fingers caressed every letter, every word. Each indent opened an old wound with it's emptiness. A river of rain trailed down it's cheeks as they blended with the tears. A small pink object pushed through two full red lips. The pink object ran around the lips leaving them wetter than the rain made them. It's dull emerald eyes where puffy and blood shoot. "Today. The worst day of my life and it haunts me with each year." The figure said in the smallest of voices which would have broken the coldest of hearts, even it's own.

The figure caressed the words over and over again. Flashes of locked away memories crossed it's minds eye as it stared at the words which seemed blurred by it's tears. "You left me. You left JUST me. Couldn't one of you stay behind" the figure mumbled as it stayed huddled next to the headstones. The silent stones gave no reply as the only sound that could be heard was the rushing rain drops. Tears of pain, sadness and anger flew out of it's emerald pools as it rocked back and forth, back and forth. "Why didn't you take me with you." The figure sobbed as it continued to caress the headstone. Old memories crossed it's mind like a movie crosses a screen.

The sun was as bright as a flame on a small candle. The robins egg blue sky was dotted with fluffy white clouds which slugged across the sky. The chatter of life flowed through the open window which let a heavy breeze pound in and cool the passengers of the minivan.

The laughter of a young child echoed across the car and whispered into the travelers ears. A young girl giggled as curly locks blew behind her hitting the gray cotton car seats. "Mommy when we get home can we have eye ceam?" the small girl asked in her squeaky sing song voice. Her auburn locks crossed her sparkling emerald eyes as she stared at a beautiful women in front of her.

The women looked as though an angel had indeed fallen from the sky. Her dark purple black hair was pulled back into a high pony tail. Her emerald eyes danced with laughter as she looked at the sweet girl. Her pale skin absorbed the sun light that danced down from the heavens. The women smiled at the young girl as she nodded her head up and down. "Yes Sakura when we get home we can eat ice cream after, all tomorrows your birthday. Are you excited? Your going to be turning four." The girl laughed as she through her hands up into the air as if trying to catch the sunlight.

"Well the kaijuu is still as giggly as she was when she was three. And she's still as stupid as she was too. " a young boy at around the age of seven stated as his dark brown hair lapped in the constant gust. The boy's dark brown eyes held mischief yet love for the little girl.

The beautiful woman who spoke to the young girl looked over to her left at a man about ten years older than her. His brown eyes hid behind brown framed glasses yet you could see the laughter and joy he had being with his family. His rustled auburn hair lapped in the wind as his jean jacket hung open exposing a dark green shirt. The man turned his head over his shoulder and gave a gentle yet firm "Hey cut that out." As he finished those words he heard a loud billowing honk and whipped his head around to see a huge semi-truck charging down the asphalt. Again it honked a loud 'get out of the way'. The man pulled the steering wheel to the left as screams left the mouths of the other riders. The car swirled and zigzagged until hit a near by telephone pole. When the smashing of the plastic car was through the car recoiled back into oncoming traffic which tried to get out of the smashed cars path yet some were not as lucky. Instead of a semi hitting the truck a large pick up trunk T-boned the small car from the right crushing the entire right side in. The truck stopped as the car kept going. Sparks flew from the girding metal which friction played a part in. The small car came to it's final halt as all you could hear was the constant shrieking of a little girl.

The figure whimpered as it thought back to the day it lost everything. The sound of crinkling leaves pulled the figures attention away from the memories as it whipped it's head around to see a handsome man standing behind her.

"Why are you crying. I didn't expect a tough girl like you to cry." he stated as he looked at the fragile girl. The girl rose up very slowly as her dark emerald eyes became their usual hard self.

"Yeah well you don't know shit about me," the girl hissed as she feebly started to walk away. She got two steps away from the man when her body just gave out and started to descend toward the ground.

The man reacted quickly as he caught her mid-fall. His co-co brown hair dripped droplets down onto her face as his large, strong hands held her as if she was fine china. "Rouge." the man whispered as the girl stirred. Her pale skin quivered under his hands touch as his amber examined her body. "You need to get out of the rain before you get hypothermia."

The young girls eyelids fluttered open as her vision was blurry. She made out the man's face as a groan flowed over her lips. "What are you stalking me?." Sakura shivered as the rain seemed to come down harder and harder.

Syaoran chuckled as he held her close. "No, I'm not stalking you. It seems fate keeps bringing us together."

Sakura closed her eyes as she let Syaoran hold her, to weak to protest. "Well I wish they would stop." She whispered as passed out in his arms. Syaoran shook his head as he picked the girl up and brought her to his car. When she was safely tucked away he went back and grabbed her bag and skateboard.

He ran back to the car as the thunder and lightening got worse. He threw her skateboard and looked at her. "Damn I wish I knew where you lived." He then opened her bag and looked threw her stuff trying to find a address. He came across her id and breathed a sigh of relief as he started the car.

The rain fell onto the window of the car as squeaky window wipers swept back and forth, back and forth, pushing the excise water out of the way. The roar of the powerful engine buzzed as splashes sounded from the tires breaking through a deep puddle of collected rain.

Syaoran looked over at his sleeping passenger. That girl. The girl that didn't care what people said. The girl that gave his girlfriend the worst beating he had ever seen. The girl who acts so tough in the publics eye yet cries when she is alone. The girl who confused him and made him act strange. That girl. Yes that strange girl.

"I wonder what you've been through?" Syaoran heard himself say as he turned his attention back to the road. Syaoran couldn't help but to glance back over to the auburn haired beauty. "You are going to be the end of me. I can feel it." The car speed down the slippery road as the old warehouses came into view.

Author's Note: TA-DA!! Another post. Yes I used some of my old stuff Cause I don't hate it, I just changed it and made it work. I hope you like it!! Please review