Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever own Card Captor Sakura or any of the characters within. However, the story is original and completely mine come near it and I shall chop out your tongue…

Summary Recap: Sakura is a weekly columnist in Tokyo where her best friend, Tomoyo is her editor. Her life seems kind of normal until Tomoyo breaks the news that her next assignment for the newspaper is to travel to Hong Kong to see the annual Arts Festival. Sakura arrives in Hong Kong with Tomoyo and her husband, Eriol, getting more then she bargained for. Sakura finds herself trapped doing a story about the elusive Xiaolang Li, a person who is determined to keep his distance…

IMPORTANT NOTES: I had some questions about how Sakura and Syaoran know each other so let me clarify. (I believe I said this in the first chapter, but just a reminder I guess.) So Syaoran (and later Meiling) did go to Japan in elementary school and met Sakura and the gang. But then they left and never really saw each other again. Because it is like 16 years, obviously, Sakura would not be able to recognize him off the bat, and vice versa. As for the magic, whether it happened or not, I will not be mentioning it because that's not my writing expertise. Which is to say I suck at writing about magical stuff… So you can draw your own conclusions on that. Thanks!

Learn to Love Again by Aymiahfayth

Chapter 6

Sakura could feel her heart beating faster and faster as she followed Meiling to the inevitable meeting. Syaoran was always unreachable to her, even when they were children, and now, with all these people surrounding him, she felt he was unthinkable. This was a person who in some ways abandoned her, they never had contact. Granted, she never sought him out either, but somehow, she felt betrayed. Now here she was meeting this man that she's been trying to meet, and suddenly, she wants to run scared.

Fate must have a cruel sense of humor.

Sakura could see the back of his head; a large lump forced its way up her throat. Somehow, this was more agonizing then anything else. Silly, when this is someone who shouldn't even matter to her. For heaven sakes, it's been sixteen years, that's more then half of her lifetime, too long for her tastes. What would he think when he saw that the annoying reporter was his childhood friend from Japan?

Finally, the endless contemplating could end, because there were here. "Xiaolang, guess who I found?" Meiling said in a very sing song voice. The business men talking with Syaoran excused themselves while Meiling moved aside so he could get a look at Sakura, Tomoyo and Eriol.

"Why if it isn't the reporter and her naïve editor… My security guards had a good laugh over you." Sakura knew he was just teasing them, but somehow, she felt exceedingly embarrassed. Her cheeks burned red, Meiling looked really confused.

"Well, I think we should be offended that he wouldn't let his childhood friends come see him." Tomoyo retorted.

Syaoran looked confused, looking back at Meiling, she said nothing to help him out. When Eriol finally stepped from behind the girls and said in the all-knowing voice of his, "How is my little descendent doing anyway?"

Suddenly, Syaoran's confused expressing changed to that of annoyance. "Why must the gods punish me." He muttered under his breath, although they all heard it.

No one said anything, waiting for it to dawn on Syaoran. "Wait, if Eriol's here, then freaky editor woman could be none other then" Turning quickly, a smile on his face, he said, "Tomoyo Daidoji! My, have you grown up or what."

Smiling, Tomoyo held out her hand with her wedding ring on it, "actually, its hiiragizawa now. And I could say the same thing to you, piano-man!" Everyone laughed, this time it was Syaoran's turn to blush.

Shaking it off, he replied, "Hey, how was I suppose to know it was you guys?!"

"Meet us first before dismissing us might help!"

Before the argument could continue further, Meiling stepped in, "And of course you remember Sakura Kinomoto".

Before anything could be said to his piercing eyes, Sakura bowed and said, "Its good to see you again."

"Funny to think I've been talking to you all this time and didn't even bother to get your name." He chuckled slightly, Sakura looked up and smiled. It was still too awkward for her tastes but it's not like she could run away now.

"I believe the word is ironic. This entire situation is ironic." Sakura said in reply.

He smiled at her and was about to ask how she's been all these years but Meiling cut in. "How long are you guys in Hong Kong?"

"For a month." Tomoyo said happily, already thinking of the possibilities that this little reunion holds for Sakura.

"Oh, you must stay with us." Sakura was about to protest, but Meiling was as stubborn, if not more, as she was in elementary school. "You can't refuse. I insist. And if you don't, I shall be very angry with you guys!" Crossing her arms and pouting her lips, they all laughed and agreed to stay with them.

Not really sure what to make of the decision, Sakura pretended all the carefree emotions that she had forgotten. Syaoran excused himself to talk with the rest of the party, who was probably feeling neglected since he'd been paying all his attention to the three pity table strangers.

Sakura was glad though, he made her nervous. Staying at his house was not going to make it better either, and Tomoyo had that gleam in her eye that said she had a plan. Definitely not a good thing.

Sakura was at a loss. She was leaving the nicely furnished and incredibly expensive hotel to live with a friend. Although they were very wealthy, she did not feel comfortable staying a month in someone's house, especially his house.

Trying to ignore Tomoyo's prodding eyes, Sakura followed the suited man into the giant mansion. Fear couldn't have gripped her more then if she was hanging off a cliff. The men took their bags up the stairs while they waited in the foyer for someone to greet them.

"Sorry it took so long! I'm so glad you're here though!" Meiling's high voice echoed about the large room as she bounded through the doors. "Finally some fresh faces around here. I'm so sick of my stuffy relatives!" Meiling laughed out loud, the rest joining in jovially.

"Trust me, its so great to get out of a hotel. It just doesn't compare to a home." Tomoyo said, following Meiling up the grand, curved staircase.

The carpet was deep red, with pictures all alongside the hall. Going down farther and turning corners, Sakura lost count of the large oak doors. Meiling and Tomoyo were talking and laughing, but apparently Sakura had missed something important because they both turned to stare at her. "Dreaming again?" Tomoyo said.

Irritated, Sakura replied, "I'm just taking in the grand environment."

Tomoyo muttered something that Sakura missed and Meiling laughed in reply. Rolling her eyes, Sakura continued examining the doors and paintings as she passed them. Finally, they stopped in front of an oak door. "Tomoyo and Eriol, this is your room." Opening the door, it was a vision in grand purple and black décor. The bed had an overhang, with silver aligning everything. Oak table, dresser and bed frame stood elegantly about the room. Sakura was stunned, it was absolutely breath taking, and probably larger then her whole apartment.

"I'll you guys get settled in." Meiling closed the door and continued a little further down the hallway and opened another oak door. "This is your room." The room was dressed elegantly in a deep maroon with white. All the furniture was hand carved in wonderful designs of flowers. It was perfect, Sakura could not ask for more beautiful of a room.

"Thank you Meiling. This is magnificent."

"Only the best for my wonderful friend. It's a wonder that we haven't kept in touch all these years." Meiling said more to herself then to anyone else. Sakura didn't answer.

"Anyway, I'm glad you're here now."

"I am too."

Turning to go Meiling said, "The maid will come up and bring you to dinner in a couple of hours. Until then, relax!" Meiling said cheerfully, waving two fingers, she was gone.

Going into her room, she realized that they had put everything away for her. All of her suitcases were tucked neatly in the walk-in closet with the rest of her wardrobe. Sighing, Sakura just laid down on the comfortable bed.

"Why am I here?" She thought allowed to herself. This was suppose to be a vacation. One to help her relax and forget about Yukio and instead, she's going crazy with whatever scheme Tomoyo has up her sleeve.

Yukio, well, at least this trip accomplished on thing, she hadn't thought of Yukio since she came to Hong Kong. He was in her past, or at least Sakura hoped he was. No more wondering if he'll ever call her. No more wondering what he's doing and with who. She was free…

Except now she had Syaoran to worry about…

"All guys bring is trouble." Sakura thought to herself before falling into a deep slumber.

Authors Notes: I'm thinking you should all bow down to me because guess what? I'm posting another chapter like WAY fast and on my birthday. I guess you can just consider it a birthday present from me to you. I know its shorter but getting older has taken its toll. LOL, no, I just wanted to make the next chapter reallly long, but to do that, I had to cut this one short! No worries, you will get your fill.

Okay so here's the deal: Because it is my birthday, you should review a LOT! Call it my birthday present! I warn you, school has started now, so I'm going to need more motivation now more then ever! I promise it shall benefit you all.

So there ya go. Happy birthday to me, I live in a tree (wait, no I don't)! You must all comment, to make me happy! Yay, there, I just rhymed for you, I think that deserves even more comments! Haha, okay, so I'm in a strange mood, that's what birthday's do for you! All the more reason to grace me with your opinions (as long as there not flames).

Anywho, I hope you enjoyed the chapter. I sure did! Have a good day!

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