The reasons my chapter was so short was because it was the first chapter. To tell the truth, that's probably the longest first chapter I ever wrote. I usually make them short and simple so I can know from reviewers (if they do review) if the story is stupid or not. So, I promise my chapters will be longer! (unless I'm having writer's block or I'm too lazy. We all have our days...) Anyway, review some more please! Even criticize that my chapters are too short, spellings, whatever! That way I can learn what to fix!

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"Hey, Sakura! You're gonna be late so get your lazy butt down here!" yelled Toya as he ran up the stairs.

"Better, hide, hurry up and wake up!" said Kero.

"Just wait till I get there you lazy piece of-" started Toya.

"Sakura, are you all right?" asked Toya, nudging Sakura.

She was in bed, her face all red, her eyes cold. Barely breathing.

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"Hey, where's Sakura?" asked Meiling.

"I don't know, maybe she's sick or something," suggested Syaoran.

"Maybe she fell under the young illness curse or something," Tomoyo said with a serious look on her face.

Syaoran and Meiling looked at her with a worried look.

"I was kidding. Sakura's too strong to fall under a serious illness or something. You people can't even get when one person's being sarcastic or not,"

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"A temperature of 101 F degrees. Wow." Fujitaka (Sakura's dad) said.

"Is she going to be alright?" asked Toya.

"Just some rest will bring it down I guess. Nothing series." Fujitaka said as he exited and Toya followed him.

Kero came out of his hiding place in the drawer. He still didn't understand why he had to hide.

"Good thing it was just a cold. I thought you were affected by the Vanity!" said Kero.

"The Vanity?" mumbled Sakura.

"Yeah, the Vanity. If you pay any attention in class, you would know that Vanity means that you're obsessed over your appearance and achievements. Look it up in a dictionary!"

"Like I really care,"

"You should. Probably the reason you got a D on your spelling test. Anyway, I'm pretty sure the Vanity is responsible for the sickness going on around here. We've got to hurry up and catch that card!"

"Do I look like I'm in the condition to do that? And it was a C-" Sakura said weakly but still a bit mad about her spelling test grade.

"Maybe tomorrow,"

"Yeah, maybe,"

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"Hey, where were you yesterday?" asked Syaroan.

"Oh, I was just a bit under the weather," replied Sakura.

"Oh, good, cause we thought you fell under the young illness curse," said Tomoyo.

"Don't you mean you?" said Meiling.

Tomoyo just shrugged.

"Oh, yeah, I've been meaning to talk to you about that," said Sakura as she dragged them to a corner.

"What is it?" asked Meiling.

"Well, the young illness curse, that is, well, Kero said it's probably the work of a Clow Card, the Vanity," explained Sakura.

"The Vanity? I never heard of it," said a puzzled Syaoran.

"Well, Vanity means that you're full of your looks, it could explain the part about how they're obsessing over their mirrors," explained Tomoyo.

"At least two of us pay attention in class instead of sending notes to each other,"

"We don't pass notes!" Sakura said, turning quite red.

"Right." Meiling said not believing her at all.

"Anyway, Kero said that it's nearly impossible to catch it, since you could catch it, if you have any idea what I'm saying. When you're trying to catch it, you just hope that you don't get affected by the card. Cause it's impossible to get unaffected unless you catch the card. Make sense?"

"Yeah, I think so," replied Syaoran.

"Good, cause it took me about 4 times to get it through my head,"

"Baka," said Meiling quietly.

"What was that?" asked Sakura suspiciously.

"Nothing,"

"It better be nothing,"

"It was,"

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"..."

There was silence. Nothing but silence. On top of a high clock tower, (i don't know why) there was a girl. The girl had long trailing hair silver hair that was at least double her height. With clouded grey eyes, she looked lost. She wore a a dress, with many layers. She carried a very beautiful hand mirror, a circled one, edged with gold. On it was a picture of a Japanese temple and a Sakura tree (cherry blossom tree) with the petals blowing in the wind.

"Sakura's," whispered the girl.

The girl walked, or rather floated since there was no ground beneath her anymore, and then came a gust of sakura petals and then appeared a mirror. A mirror, a small oval shaped mirror. The girl looked in it for a second or too and reached out for it. then, she broke it. Then, she broke it to mere pieces, causing them to fall down to the people below them, unaware that this was the reason for their "disease".

Then the girl quietly "floated" back to her clock tower, closed her eyes, and fell down, as how one would drop a doll after they were bored with it.

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"Are you sure you wish to return to Japan?" asked Suppie. (is that how you spell it?)

"Of course. It was my duty to make sure that it was not released and it was. Same with The Nothing. But no, I was reincarnated more lazier then Clow Reed himself," responded Eriol.

"Personally, I'm quite glad we're returning to Japan. Aren't you Suppie?" said Ruby Moon.

"Told you to stop calling me Suppie!" (I remember that fact. i don't remember if suppie got over it or not though,)

"But it's so cute!"

"No it's not!"

"Yes it is!"

No it's not!"

"Stop it!" yelled Eriol who went through this every single day.

"Suppie, you will be called Suppie. Ruby Moon, you will stop giving out cute names. Happy?!"

"No." said Suppie.

"Not really," Ruby Moon replied.

"You are, and will be happy. Understand?"

"No, not-" started Ruby Moon.

"That was a rhetorical question!" (i think that's how you spell it)

"What's a rhetorical question?" having a very dumb blond moment (no offense, it's just you know...)

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Is this long enough?