Hey all, sorry for the long break.

This is definitely OOC (I couldn't decide who would take which role!), modern day, not really following tsubasa story line

-Don't Want It-

She left the house, quietly locking the door, and felt the crisp morning of spring time. Shouldering her backpack, she walked down the street in silence, and felt herself slow for (cough) no particular reason when she passed a house. She was distracted from thoughts of the history test that day when a light flicked on in the window.

Syaoran-kun's house, and it was Syaoran-kun getting ready to leave for the bus stop, just like Sakura.

Through the thin curtains of what looked like a living room, Sakura could see his outline, moving around the room.

But, she did not break stride, though everything around her seemed to know that she was staring at him out of the corner of her eye, hoping that he would look out the window and see her.

She passed his house, and walked through a yard to the bus stop. There was only one kid there, as she had gotten there early. She took out a book, and was reading it busily when Syaoran-kun walked past.

Carelessly stylish… as always. Look up, not too long, look back down. She ordered herself mechanically, as Syaoran took a lazy glance at her, as one looks at someone you see once in New York City and then never again, and then faced the other direction. God… she was such a dork. Such a stalker. No I'm not, she tried to say, but then was forced to admit… that yes she was.

She only needed to go to school to know that she was.

She took a longer route to her class to pass by his locker before school started. She knew where he sat before school started, and where he sat at lunch.

Whenever she passed him in the halls, she always tried to sound important, or funny as she chattered to a friend, ultimately talking too loud and embarrassing herself when she pictured what she must have been like.

If she saw him by chance, her heart skipped a beat to see him walking so calmly, hands in his pockets, looking unruffled and smooth.

When he got a haircut, she couldn't decide which one she liked better… and then ultimately decided both.

After an annoying class with an annoying teacher, she would rush to pack up her bags and walk down a hall to where she knew he would be leaving.

He must think she stalked him. I guess I do, she thought irritably. Why couldn't she get herself together. So many times, she had thought I forget about him tomorrow. I can't like him, I won't like him. And how could she know she did? She had never spoken to him, save for a few lines, which were stupid and she sounded annoying even to herself.

But most of all was the bus ride.

She could listen to him talk, a voice that she loved. And laugh, and smile. And though she didn't want to let herself look at him, she did, as often as she could.

She wanted to make herself seen, but it seemed all her friends knew him somehow, but not her.

She didn't want to have a crush on him. Not when it made her feel foolish, and he obviously didn't care. She was annoyed that he didn't, annoyed that she did, and annoyed at how if he glanced at her, she felt like he had seen everything she was doing, and thought her a little child. But he was right… she elt stupid in general for liking someone she had never talked to.

I guess it wasn't too OOC… Syaoran's quiet, Sakura's energetic… except for the tiny bit on how Syaoran doesn't like Sakura in this one.

But I like this story. It shows how they could have met, and not all love starts from when you're seven years old, like in the series. It shows affection, that she doesn't really want unless he wants it, but she can't do anything to make it go away, unless it goes away by itself.

How do you think it should end? Tell me!