Summary: Writing and planning love stories were a young girl's job. Her dreams of loving someone ended when she once thought that love was the most dangerous thing. But what if falling for a guy unexpectedly changed that thought and made her realize that love was indeed. . .a walk in the clouds! SxS ROMANCE!

Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura or any of its characters! CCS belongs rightfully to CLAMP! I do own my plot, though! Ü

A/N: Hey there, my readers! This is my third fanfiction! Hope you all like it! Ü

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Prologue: Chasing Dreams

Dreams. . .What are dreams? Most of us knew that it only occurs when we were sleeping right? Like we were watching television while asleep. . .only to find ourselves involved in the story; like we were some action superstar or a world renowned Hollywood artist. Yeah, it's our usual notion when we hear the word "dreams",going into another faraway place, soaring into another yet exotic location, going out with your crush, living a life like a king—you know, things that you can't actually do in reality. But that's not exactly the real meaning of dreams.

There are actually three types of dreams occurring while we were asleep, they are: "pathways of the future" wherein you'll have a premonition or what we usually call dejavou, second,what we really like in this world—it could be a date with your crush, a large sum of money or an expensive computer game, and lastly, an inner or a deep feeling of yours about a situation, an occasion, or a happening. These three types of dreams were the ones currently happening when we were in a deep slumber.

But what about daydreaming? Is it similar with dreaming during sleep? Well, one thing's for sure. . .Your eyes are open when daydreaming. It doesn't have any types or premonitions. . .It's just something you do when you're bored about something, whether it's a teacher's discussion or a sermon from the principal. But for nineteen year-old dreamer Sakura Kinomoto, these meanings and types of dreaming during slumber or why are you daydreaming are useless to her because she has another definition of the word dreams. . .her goals and achievements in life!

"SYAORAN!" a young girl's squeal filled the air of Prep 2a classroom.

Yup! Five year-old Sakura Kinomoto with shoulder length honey golden locks and beautiful (not to mention cute!) emerald green eyes screamed (again.) at the top of her lungs when she found out that something was missing inside her fuchsia pink, adorable, little backpack.

"Syaoran, where is my notebook?" (Syao-wan, wher ees may noe-buk?) Sakura asked in a very stern voice, well, for her age of course.

Also five year-old, Syaoran Li—a mischievous (yet both cute and handsome!) boy with chocolate brown hair and amber eyes couldn't help but laugh at Sakura who looked so cute when angry. Apparently, Syaoran was Sakura's tormentor (for two years now!) and official prankster who always cooks up something to make her angry because. . .c'mon, let's face it. . .Sakura's so kawaii when angry—and that's the main reason why Syaoran's like that to poor little Sakura.

"It's up there!" (Ees up ther!) Syaoran said, pointing at the cupboard beside their blackboard.

Sakura looked up and saw her cute plushy pink notebook. But there's just a tiny, little problem. . .it's too high for Sakura. Dedicated to bring her precious notebook back, Sakura pulled a chair and reached for her notebook but it was still too high for her. She tiptoed her feet and was only centimeters apart now. . .easy, easy. . .got it! But, unfortunately, she lost balance (due to her renowned clumsiness!) and fell down the floor, hitting her butt hard! Sakura felt the urge to cry but she's tough—and another reason would be that Syaoran would laugh at her non-stop. . .for weeks! But what she doesn't know was that he'll never laugh at anyone who would be that sad. She looked at Syaoran who is now ROTFL (rolling on the floor laughing) like he usually does whenever Sakura would pull yet another graceful stunt.

The classroom door opened revealing their teacher who went out for a (eherm!) break. . .bathroom break that is. She looked down at Syaoran and into Sakura who was feeling her sore butt. She glared at Syaoran who stopped laughing when he caught her icy glare. The class looked at Syaoran with less shock than yesterday. . .obviously aware of what's going on. . .

"What is it this time Mr. Li? A whoopee cushion? A water gun? You never took a break from tormenting poor Sakura here aren't you?" Ms. Kaho Mizuki—their teacher said in an angry voice while still staring at little Syaoran.

"He kept my notebook up the cupboard and when I couldn't reach it, I pulled a chair and I stumbled down the floor! He's so mean!" (Ee kep may noe-buk up da cu-bord end wen ay cuden't weach it, Ay pooled a cheyr end ay stumbold down da flor! Ees so min!) Sakura said almost in a cry.

"But I-"

"No buts Mr. Li! You'll be going to the principal's office again because of what you acted towards poor Ms. Kinomoto here."

Yes, another trip to the principal's office (It's beginning to be a habit, really) Every week won't be complete without Syaoran and Sakura having another tour inside the principal's office. Yep! They got accustomed to it. It's been a weekly routine with them listening to the principal's endless blabbing about manners and how they should act like innocent five-year olds. Actually, Syaoran doesn't care about being repeatedly scolded because all he wanted was for Sakura to fell in love with him—attention from Sakura was all he wanted. But little did he know that innocent beautiful Sakura was beginning to have feelings towards him. . .little by little. . .

First grade flew with Syaoran and Sakura being classmates. . .yup! you've guessed it. . .more pranks! And more trips and tours to the principal's office that the secretary already knew their names, birthdays, and interests. Sakura even memorized the office's furnishings—a painting of a scruffy old woman on the right wall and a large painting of students on the left. There's also a shelf full of books beside the old woman's painting and an enormous ocean blue jar on the left side. It was never boring because the two of them were known in their batch to be the ultimate trouble-makers. And because of their renowned popularity, many girls were starting to have a crush at Syaoran that Sakura became profusely jealous. . .Yes, love was in the air.

Sakura was developing a feeling towards Syaoran—a feeling she never expected. Sure, Syaoran's been naughty and all but she never considered him as an enemy. Yeah, at first she hated it but that hate slowly turned into love—love that carefully blossomed from hatred. Every time Syaoran would pull another prank, she'll be happy about it (of course, she won't show that happiness!) because they'll be alone again at the principal's office—just the two of them wherein she'll just stare at Syaoran who would, in return, wink at her and she'll roll her eyes, pretending she's in disgust—you know, usual girl crush stuff. The love she was feeling towards Syaoran was carefully driving her nuts that she swore that she'll profess what she's feeling to him sooner or later.

But first grade ended with her keeping that love. Sakura doesn't have the guts to tell. . .she's so afraid that maybe he'll just laugh at her or just tease her more. Summer break just made her miss Syaoran more—it's slowly driving her crazy, even insane! Sakura swore to herself that she'll tell. . .she'll tell once she step foot in the school. Yes, she'll profess—she's tough! But what she doesn't know was that a big surprise was waiting for her at Tomoeda Elementary School. . .

"What do you mean Syaoran's gone?" Sakura screamed. Summer break ended and they were in second grade—a new chapter in both Sakura and Syaoran's lives.

"Yeah. . .he's gone! Some say he's been expelled from all the pranks he caused you and some say he moved to a faraway place!" Tomoyo, one of her best friends, said.

"Expelled? No. . .it. . .it can't be! It just can't!" Sakura stuttered. She held back the tears that were slowly welling in her eyes.

"Don't you like it? No more foolish pranks on you?"

Sakura ran away—away from it all. He. . .He's gone? She thought as tears came spilling from her eyes. No more stupid pranks. No more foolish antics. No more trips to the principal's office. No more missing objects. No more screaming for his name. . .No more Syaoran. It's just not the same as before! Sakura thought as she sat under a huge cherryblossom tree. Second grade won't be the same again. . .It'll be much lonelier than the past years that have gone. She covered her face with her hands as tears came streaming from her face uncontrollably. Is this what's like falling in love? Being hurt? It'll just make you expect for nothing. If this what it is like. . .I don't want to fall in love ever again. . .I'll just content myself watching others fall in love. . .She thought, standing up.

From that day on, she realized many things. First, that there was indeed a faraway place wherein you can't follow someone. That their town was just a part of a world so harsh and rapid. . .and a world so big that it is impossible to find someone you lost. Second, that there are such things you can't manage to control. Whether you like it or not, such powerful things would happen without you realizing that you have nothing to do to stop it. And lastly, falling in love would just make you expect something that is impossible to happen, that falling in love would just hurt you in the end. . .and that falling in love was the most dangerous thing to do. . .

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A/N: There you have it, the prologue! Yeah, it's short but hey. . .it's just the prologue! It's supposed to be short! Anyway, review people! I won't update this unless I'll have at least 5 reviews okay? Get those mouse clicking and please give me a review! Remember: The more reviews I get, the more chapters I'll make! REVIEW! Ü