Hey! Wow! I'm tired like no tomorrow. I haven't slept well for two weeks! I can barely type this awake. I guess I need to chug some more coffee….hehehe…

Words of the Wolf:

-When you have children, your son will always sway, but your daughter is YOURS forever, no matter what.

-Females are the only reason why our planet has been blown up from males and their stupidity (I'm not trying to insult, I swear. I just think this one was kind of funny)

Disclaimer:main charactersbelong to CLAMP!

Last Chapter:

"I can't wait for round two then."

"Yeah, that's when Sakura does her kawaii 'hoe', with the look down."

"Ha! At least I don't go starry eyed in the third round like some one by the name of Tomoyo."

"I do not!"

"You so do! Even the guys agree."

"Darn that…"

"Ok Mom, now were done with round one."

Last Chapter

Yelan grinned slightly, butslowly turned intostern scowl. She turned her body and the girls saw four woman in their 20's and 30's. All had brown hair like their mother, but their eyes were either warm light brown or light blue, composed of the same chilling one's as Yelan's. She introduced them.

"My daughters; Femei, Fuutie, Fanren and Sheifa. They are Xiao Lang's and Eli's 4 older sisters."

She then turned again to show a familiar black-haired girl with crimson eyes.

"My niece, Meilin Li."

Meilin was staring at Sakura.

'What the! That's the girl from earlier today…No way…'

Yelan moved out of Sakura's and Tomoyo's way fully now, and what they saw scared the hell out of the pair…it was them…

Four pairs of eyes stared back each other (two pairs covered by their shades). Amber and blue held high surprise at the site before them. The girl they helped earlier….

"And these are my sons; Xiao Lang and Eli. Or in Japan, Syaoran and Eriol. Your future husbands…"

Sakura was…shocked, astonished, astounded…many words in the thesaurus could explain what she was feeling…but boy….was she pissed….

Yelan had known of what happened between the four since the first day of school (the three since kindergarten for S, E, & T) that year. But she wasn't going to tell them that. She ordered, bemused,

"Why don't you girl's introduce yourselves properly."

Sakura would have glared at Yelan for that, but she was….curious. Slowly, both obliged to the order. Tomoyo was first, as she took off her hood and cap, releasing her hair to it's now loose bun, and she dipped her head in a nod,

"I am Tomoyo Daidouji, or otherwise known as…"

She took off her sunglasses, but kept her eyes closed.

"Madison."

She kept her eyes closed and head down as Sakura took her turn. She did the same as Madison did, but she kept her sunglasses on.

"I am Sakura Kinomoto. Also known to you as Empress Ying Fa."

She looked hard at Syaoran, his dark amber eyes were confused, troubled…yet a sparkle shined. It was a bad kind of sparkle….evil kind…Yelan knew this was a critical time for them, in which they would come together, or they would have a long, hateful marriage. She would be glad if they got along and merrily went on their way, but she knew they needed to sort it all out, and alone.

"Alright. I'll leave you all here to…get to know one another."

She slipped out of the room, leaving the silently pleading skater girls with her prep sons, prep niece, and 4 daughters. Oh joy…not!

When she left, the Li sisters instantly pounced on the helpless girls, and cooed and said they were so cute, and they hadn't seen the two since they were little girls in preschool. Sakura and Tomoyo could only take the cooing and cheek pinching for so long. Sakura was about to protest, when a cold voice came from Syaoran, or Xiao Lang.

"Why don't you leave?"

All became quiet. Sakura glared at him from behind her sunglasses. She became serious, and asked with fake cheer.

"What?"

"You heard me. Leave. You have no right to be here."

"I stay until Mom tells me to leave. Both of us."

"She isn't your mother…"

"I'm sorry you feel that way."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm saying that she said we were allowed to call her that. Do you have a problem with that?"

"Yes, as a matter-of-fact, I do! So you might as well leave."

"I think I will."

"Good, and take your things with you."

"Who said I was leaving the house? I'm leaving so I don't have to look at your ugly mug, ass hole."

All were shocked that she just openly insulted him. Syaoran recovered and asked coldly,

"What did you just call me?"

"You heard me. I won't repeat myself."

"Oh really? You're just to chicken, hiding behind your shades to actually face me. Your just a baby."

Sakura glared at him,

"And you can say that to my face, lug head."

Syaoran was there in less then 2 seconds, and he said it again, right in here face.

"Your just a little baby, who hides behind other people. You think you're all that with your fans and the whole media after you. Did you hire them or something?"

Sakura's muscles stiffened, the hair on the back of her neck raising with her anger. She waited, as he continued.

"Yeah, I bet you do pay them. You're probably paying them extra with your stupid dead parents money. Aren't, wittle baby?"

When he said that, it struck that nerve he was aiming for. Her parents weren't stupid. And she would never do what he suggested. Her voice was cold…his own could not even compare…

"Take that back…"

"Take what back, wittle baby? The fact that you pay people with your stupid dead parents money, and then act like you don't want them to chase you around?"

"My parents were not stupid. Take it back."

"No. I'll leave it there because you don't like it, and because everyone knows it's true."

"No. It is not!"

"Yes, it is!"

Sakura lost it, releasing her anger, yelling at Syaoran as he stared placidly at her,

"Do you know how it feels to lose 4 people you love, all at once? The ones you treasure more than life itself? Those who raised, supported, and loved you? Do you even know how much it hurts to know that the last time you saw them, they were dead corpses, broken and scarred, on 4 shelves in the morgue, when you would have been happier to remember them when they were alive, when they smiled, and were your version of perfect? Do you know how much I would give to have them back?"

Syaoran didn't seem phased by her outburst, raising an eyebrow as he asked sarcastically,

"A penny? Oh, wait, no, probably a dollar…"

Sakura was beyond frustrated and annoyed with him. She took off her glasses, her eyes starting to hurt. She rubbed the bridge of her nose, and then looked up. Silent gasps and looks of concern came from the sisters and cousin. Sakura's eyes were a clash of emerald green and bright/ dark red. Her eyes were bloodshot, and with the enraged look in them, she looked rather demonic. She continued, a flame in her eyes,

"I would give everything, even my life, just to say good bye one last time."

She glared Syaoran straight in the eyes now, her voice dripping with hatred,

"Happy, Li?"

Surprising to Syaoran, inside his chest he felt a cringe at the way she said his name so coldly. He was actually hurt at her words, but that only confused him more, because he hated her. Well, he thought he did….WAIT, scratch that, he does hate her. But where is this sudden pang of guilt coming from? Syaoran stood there, conflicting with himself, still staring coldly at her.

Sakura on the other hand, was bored while under his scrutiny. She decided to head to her room, pivoting on her heel, but then a familiar hand reached out and wrapped around her wrist.

Her skin tingled at the contact, but it didn't last long enough for her to analyze what it was. Sakura didn't turn her head to see Syaoran, knowing if she did, he would get slapped again. So, she gently slide her wrist out of his grip, speaking in a hushed tone,

"Situations may change, Li, but I told you before. Don't touch something that doesn't belong to you."

With that, she walked out of the room, hat and glasses in one hand, skateboard in the other. Tomoyo was already by her side as they walked out the parlor doors and turned the corner to look for Cho. Behind them, everyone was at a loss for words.

Author Commentary:

Yes, I know, short. But I have a reason, ok. Sorry for the late update again, but seriously, do you know how busy I am? Unless of course you all wish to do all my homework for me (which I had best get a passing grade for), you'll have to bear with me. Well, I am going start typing the next chapter so I can get ahead a bit. So, don't forget, read and review! Later!

Wolf