My First Card Captor Sakura Fiction Inspired By the Series...

MEMENTO MORI

-Remember that you are mortal -

Disclaimer:READ THIS AND ANALYZE!

I do not own CARD CAPTOR SAKURA. Since this would be my first fic for CCS, do not blame if the plot is not as good as you expect. NO FLAMES, please!

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CHAPTER TWO: Boy Meets Girl

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"MY BAG!!!!" She cried aloud. Syaoran and Yama saw it. Syaoran went back to his car and stopped in front of Sakura.

"Let's run after him!" he said. "Hop in!"

Sakura gazed at him for a moment. "Are you coming?" Syaoran asked.

"Hai. Arigatou!" she said. "Oops! I mean, Kamsahamnida!"

"Don't worry, I'm Japanese too." He smiled as he drove quickly...

When Syaoran glanced again at her, he was shocked. "M-Momo... Momoko???"

Sakura was surprised. "Pardon??"

Syaoran stopped the car and gazed at her. "It's you! Momo-chan!"

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"Momo-chan?"

"Oh, oh... I'm sorry..." Syaoran said, letting go of the brakes. "I thought you were just... someone else. Gomen."

Sakura smiled at him. "That's nothing, hey! There he is!"

Syaoran drove as fast as he can and then he grabbed the bag in the burglar's hands. They drove farther the bus stop, leaving Yamazaki behind.

"Whew!" he exclaimed. "That was too close! Remember to be careful, Ms--"

"Kinomoto Sakura." She said, extending her right hand. "I'm actually a Korean citizen but by dad's Japanese. My mom is a Korean."

"Oh. Li Syaoran. I came from Tokyo studying Photography. But I actually am a Chinese."

He shook his hands with her. "I'm so glad I've ran across you here," Sakura said. "There are only few people who are kind nowadays..."

"So where do you live? I'll take you home,"

"I came from Incheon. I came to Seoul to look for my parents. They have abandoned me 6 years ago at a Japanese relative at Incheon."

"Oh, I see. So, have you been in Japan?"

"Nope. But I'll go there if I won't find them here."

"Sou ka. Saa, I'll take you to wherever you might want to go and look first. Actually, I'm here for the same reason. I'm looking for Momo-chan. That's why I thought she was you."

"Who's Momo-chan? Is she a very important person for you?"

"Hai. She's my childhood friend. We met at Tokyo 6 years ago. Then... she went missing. They pronounced her dead, but iie... I don't believe it."

Sakura smiled apologetically. "Ganbarimasu! I know we can do it!" she said. "Let's search together, Li-kun?"

He smiled back. "Hai. Kinomoto-san."

"Ano... have we forgotten your Japanese friend?"

"Oh my! Yamazaki-kun!" he drove back to the bus stop...

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TOKYO, Japan: November 15, 2006, 8:00 PM

"Hai, Touya-kun. I won't. Yes, yes." A man was sitting in a swivel chair, inside a tall building's office. He's talking to someone on the phone.

"... Ano how's Nadeshiko-san?"

"Good. I hope she wont mourn that much. Hai. And kono... Hai, ii desu. Hai, hai. Ja."

"Hiiragizawa-sama! Here's the paper you asked me to do!" a girl said after she knocked the door.

"Arigatou, Chiharu. You can now go."

"Hai! Arigatou, Hiiragizawa-sama!" she left immediately.

Hiiragizawa Eriol, the CEO of his own recording company, gazed at the city lights at night. "Hina-chan, I know you're watching me down from heaven..." he said.

He piled up all the papers in his table and marched off his office. "I think I have nothing to do now but drink."

When he opened the door, he was surprised to see someone standing there.

"Konbanwa, Eriol-kun!"

"Ne, Tomoyo-chan! What are you doing here? I thought you were at Korea!" Eriol exclaimed. "Long time no see! And your hair, it stuns me..."

"Arigatou for your compliment, Eriol-kun!" she said as she giggled. "Ne, I'll be going to Korea this weekend, will you come with me?"

"Hmn..." he checked his Palm Pilot. "Okay, I can come with Tomo-chan this time. Of course I won't forget Daidouji Tomoyo's first concert there!"

"Yokatta!" she exclaimed as she cling to his arm. "Ikimasho?"

"Doko?"

"Wherever, as long as I can put away that frown on your face!" she said...

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"Neee! Yama-kun!" Syaoran called up. "Hop in!"

"Thank god you remember me! You little punk! It's just because you saw this pretty lady that you left me!" Yamazaki exclaimed, teasing Syaoran.

"That's not it!" Syaoran shook his head vehemently and then his face was so red.

Sakura was blushing. "I'm Kinomoto Sakura! And you are?"

"Yamazaki Takashi, at your service." He said, grinning.

"Okay, so where do you guys wanna go?" Syaoran asked. "Do you want to hang-out first?"

"Yeah!!!" Yamazaki yelled. "Will you come, Kinomoto-san?"

"Hai! As long as it's the guys' treat!" Sakura replied, smiling happily.

"Hehehe!"

They drove to a nearby bar. "Ne, Kinomoto-san, where do you stay?" Yamazaki asked. "Maybe you're just near our apartment."

"Ano... actually, I haven't decided on that yet!" she grinned. "I just took the last bus and then, I don't know what's next for me!"

"A glass of tequila, please." Syaoran told the bar tender. "Is that true?"

"Yeah." Sakura noticed Syaoran's melancholic eyes. He took the glass eagerly and drank its contents continuously. He didn't even paused to breathe in while drinking that amount of alcohol.

"Does he drink this much?" Sakura whispered to Yamazaki.

"Iie, just for this time of the year. Whenever this day comes, he sulks and keeps quiet and also lonely." He replied.

"Is it still about his Momo-chan?"

"Hai. She's he's dead ex-girlfriend, the one he's supposed to marry. But things changed when she died."

"Did she actually die? Where?"

"They say she died here while she's on a trip from Jeju Island."

"Oh, I'm so sorry for him." Sakura frowned. "Ano, Ajusshi, one tequila too, please!"

"Can you handle this kind of drink?" Syaoran asked.

"What do you think of me, a minor?" she said. "I'm already 20, Syao-kun!"

Syaoran sighed, She's just the same age as me... and of Momo-chan.

"Syao-kun?" Yamazaki asked. "Wow. That shortcut was started by---"

Yamazaki's small eyes concentrated on the mixing emotions in his friend's heart. "Ano, don't call me that. We are not yet that close." he said abruptly.

"Gomen,"

"Dou itashimashite." He said, ordering another glass. "Momo-chan always calls me that way. We're all the same age. Dakedo, her life was in danger at Tokyo. Many people want to be like her, the heiress of the Clow Corporation..."

"... I know she didn't die."

"Aa... Kinomoto-san, don't mind his sentiments!" Yamazaki whispered.

Sakura nodded. Poor Syaoran Li. He may seem to have anything but lost hope. I wonder if he'll get over her while he's here. She might be really dead but he couldn't accept it. How I wish I could help him cope with his loneliness... I understand how he's feeling.

Then the glass dropped to the ground.

"Syaoran!"

"Li-kun?"

Syaoran's surroundings were all vague. It's so confusing for him, but when he saw a flash of someone's worrying face, he peacefully went asleep.

"Momo... is that you?" he muttered before passing out.

"Li-kun! Li-kun!" Sakura tried to wake him up.

"Ne, Kinomoto-san, let him be. He always goes this way you know." Yamazaki told her as he helped her to stand up.

"How can I just let him be this way?"

"I'm so trained in handling Syaoran. Don't worry too much. Anyway, have you a place to stay?"

"Actually, none yet..."

"You can stay at my Syaoran's pad first. Then he'll stay with me in my pad. It's just next to each other. So if you need any help, you can knock at my door."

"Hai. Arigatou, Yamazaki-kun." She said and she bowed down. "This might be too much of help."

"Fellow Japanese should help each other!" he said as he laughed. "Come on. Let's just pick up his car tomorrow."

"Hai."

And they all left the bar...

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To be continued