CHAPTER 2

"You must be an angel."

Well, that's what Sakura expected the person to say, and it's the truth, and most importantly, it sounded a tiny little bit of romantic.

But… no.

"Go away."

Sakura realized that she was on top of a guy. A seductively sexy guy.

His amber eyes with a hint of golden charged on her pure emerald ones. His hair, Sakura noted, was seductively messy and colored chestnut. Features were so inhumanly, so godly handsome. His thin, firm lips tightened as he suddenly jerked upwards, and Sakura fell out of his chest and onto the ground.

He was breathing heavily. A hint of incredulous in his eyes as his hands tightened to a ball of fist. His eyes flashed a hint of demonic red as he struggled to keep their distance.

Sakura looked at him, bewildered. He was acting like she was one from rubbish bins as he took in more oxygen.

He didn't look at her anymore. Refused to. And in seconds, he was gone, leaving nothing behind but the trails of his seductive scents.

She stared, long and hard, until a kind-hearted woman who was passing by informed Sakura that she was standing right beside a private area of certain mansion which was very scary and didn't like to have strangers around.

Sakura thanked her and right after the woman was gone, Thressha flew down.

"I am sorry, Sakura!" she cried, "I forgotten about it! We cannot stay up in the air without wings!"

Sakura thought that the fact was quite obvious.

"It's okay." Sakura assured her, her mind still full of the previous guy, "So, can we go back to Heaven now?"

"I'll send you back." Thressha said, eager to make it up for her mistake. She extended her hand expectantly, vowing to send Sakura back to home even the action will exhaust her like hell.

"Just give me a card." Sakura said softly.

Thressha blinked, but rummaged through her robes and extracted a magical card. It read "Accompany".

"Thank you." Sakura said. She held her card up.

"Accompany on, Yorkshire-doon in Heaven!"

There's a flash of light and the card dissolved into peaceful ray, wrapping Sakura inside. And Sakura felt herself flying through the skies as she headed to Yorkshire-doon in Heaven.

Her home.

A week Later -

"Oh, you're leaving already?" Touya drawled, pausing as his dark eyes scanned his younger sister.

Sakura scowled. She hoisted herself up and glared at her brother, "Don't laugh. I will not ruin this project. I will do my best!" she shouted out the last sentence, punching her hand up to the air.

"Good, good. Considering you have to read those files for at least one week before starting. So enthusiastic." Touya said, "Humans are mystic creatures. Don't hurt them, monster." He added, his eyes brightening.

Sakura let her mind strayed to certain guy she fallen into. And suddenly her mind registered something unusual. She rounded on Touya, who was leaving.

"Wait! Just if I fall, like, hundred kilometers from earth to earth and hit a guy, I and the guy will get hurt, right?"

"Right you are." Touya said absent-mindedly, "Even angels cannot prevent such a fatal death. The guy and you would die immediately. So, bye."

Sakura stared after his figure, her mouth gaping wide. She was safe. The guy was not hurt.

"But he is human, right?" she said aloud.

A voice in her mind said, "A handsome one to cap it all…"

Sakura blushed and the unusual event was forgotten, behind her mind…

-

"Ummm, students." The teacher said softly, "We have a new transfer student by the name of Kinomoto Sakura."

The giggling and voice of talking died almost instantly as Kinomoto Sakura, freshly disguised as a normal student stepped into the class.

"Uhm, hi." She said nervously. She cautiously flipped open the small piece of paper in her hand and groaned. She should say "Hello, it's a good morning." According to some lame movies she had watched to observe the ways of living. In heaven, they say "Breath deep." And in turn, the person would say, "Fly high." as greeting.

"It's a good morning… right?" she added and stopped. They were staring at her.

The teacher coughed, "I wish you all can welcome her. And I am Mrs. Janet."

Envious stares. Sakura's creamy white skin, beautiful complexion and startlingly brilliant green eyes made girls went mad in jealousy.

Sakura shivered. Mrs. Janet said something just in time to save her, "Get a seat. Oh… no seats except for that one."

Sakura looked. There are two seats abandoned, side by side. She brightened.

"Teacher, there's two seats over there." She stated obviously.

Suddenly she felt the class got slightly quiet. The girls were glaring at her, daring her to sit one of the seats.

Mrs. Janet coughed politely, "I guess we have no choice then. You can sit the one that is not near the wall."

Sakura dragged herself to the mentioned seat and sat down. Mrs. Janet coughed again to gain their attention.

"So class, today we will start on…" Mrs. Janet droned on.

"Hi, I am Tomoyo Daidouji." Amethysts met emeralds, and instantly Sakura knew she gained a friend. The beautiful girl with raven locks smiled at her in a friendly sort of way as she leaned towards Sakura, as she in front of her.

"You're brave." She said suddenly, and quietly.

"Why?" Sakura asked, startled.

"The most desired seat in the class, right next to Syaoran Li. And you get that seat. Don't you scared of the raging fan clubs?" Tomoyo mused softly. But her eyes said the otherwise.

Tomoyo knew something that Sakura don't know, and it was definitely not about charging fans.

Sakura thought the girl was quite mysterious.

"But then –" her quiet proposal was cut by a loud bang. A guy was sliding open the door with unnecessary force. Immediately the class became quiet. Some girls squealed in delight.

Li Syaoran leaned against the door, his ever-messy hair was messier and more sexy than usual. His cold, godly features unmoving as his amber eye found the occupied seat beside him.

For the second time, ambers met emerald.

His thin, firm lips tightened. The same expression of wanting to leave the scene appeared in his face as he avoided her eyes. Expression of distaste, not wanting to smell the scent of her spread in his godly features.

His eyes weren't looking at hers, as his deep, rich voice rang out.

"Go away."

Go away, from his place, from his life.

END