Valkyrie85: Hey guys! Long time no see. I'm sorry that I deleted all of the other stories. But, I will make up by finishing this awesome new story that has been on my mind for so many months. I promise you guys that I'll finish this one for sure. SO... PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!

The first chapter is kind of corny because it's basically an introduction of the story and the characters, so please forgive the corniness. Thank you for giving this story a chance!

Character Info:

Sakura Kinomoto-Grade 11 student at Tomoeda High

Syaoran Li-Grade 11 student at Tomoeda High, Playboy

Complications-Chapter 1

1 Year Ago, Grade 10

"Ugh," groaned a low seducing voice. "She was the most boring girl I'd ever met."

For a minute there, the room returned to the awkward quietness, although this time it included breathless breathing that got harder and heavier every 10 seconds.

"All she does is study, or else, practicing that piano with all those classical crap. Man, she had no life!" the first voice continued.

"I d-don't--" a second female voice sounded. She was as breathless as one can get when making out, "even know why you asked her out, Syaoran."

"I regret it, can't you see?" the first sexy voice returned. "Only you are the right person for me, Lydia." The hard breathing stopped gradually, perhaps a result from the end of their busy ministrations.

"I really don't get you, now. If you don't like Kinomoto, why did you go out with her in the first place?" asked the second person, named Lydia, confusedly."That bitch's not your type, but you looked overly protective around her like you actually cared about the relationship."

Syaoran, a handsome guy with messy chestnut hair and amber orbs, quickly recovered from a moment of quiet thoughts.

"Oh please. Never be jealous of her. She was only a useful tool to upgrade my marks," Syaoran confronted. "And she looked very innocent so I wanted to see if she really was that innocent, you know?"

"Ha!" Lydia screeched humorously. "You're a bad, bad boy, Syaoran. Look what you've done to the poor, innocent Kinomoto! Her heart will be broken by your words!"

Syaoran's manly voice echoed her hysterical laughter. "I think our bad boy deserves some reward, don't you think?" Lydia suggested after her round of devious giggles.

With that, the room became silent, once again, as the lock on the main washroom door got unlocked.

Syaoran and Lydia had already left the washroom before the farthest stall to the left opened up. Out walked a stunning, beautiful girl with mid-back auburn hair and big emerald eyes. The bottom of her swollen eyes finally let out the betraying tears she had tried so hard to stop from rolling down her face.

She began to sob uncontrollably.

Her mind currently contained nothing but emptiness, for she was too shocked to break down the words spoken by Syaoran and Lydia minutes ago.

Did she hear correctly?

Her mind was beginning to make up all kinds of excuses to pursuade herself that the man who had just talked shit behind her back was not Syaoran Li, her 3-month-old boyfriend.

"That was somebody else," she thought hopefully.

"Yeah, that must be it. Why would Syaoran be in the... girls' washroom when classes are still happening? And the girl they were talking about, it was just someone whose name shared a similar pronunciation as her name. There are lots of people out there whose names have close pronunciation as hers..."

"And Lydia was not the Lydia she saw hugging Syaoran the other day outside, on the field. It was another Lydia of a different last name!"

"EVERYTHING WAS JUST A COINCIDENCE! EVERYTHING WAS..." Sakura couldn't continue her lame excuses anymore.

Her weak legs carried her no farther than the floor right before her eyes and they commenced to tremble furiously.

Seated restlessly on the tiled floor, she wrapped her arms around her knees while her head buried in her arms. What was she to do, now?

Her body felt like it was delicate enough to shatter even within the tiniest movements.

As minutes ticked by, the truth fixated into her head. From the very beginning, there was no reason, whatsoever, why she had caught the interest of the famous playboy, Syaoran Li, other than the fact that she was used as a advantageous tool to upgrade his marks.

As much as she hated to admit this excruciating truth, she was used all along by this revolting, cold-hearted beast.

Present (Grade 11)

"Now, I am going to hand back your history tests from last week," said Sakito Sensei to her class.

"I appreciate all of your hard effort that you have put into this exam. Let's congratulate our highest scorer of the semester. Miss Kinomoto!" The class erupted into a loud round of applause.

"Congratz Sakura!" The mob of dark brown hair turned swiftly in front of Sakura as Mike showed his childish grin.

"Thanks Mike." Sakura smiled back. It was just hard to ignore his natural excitement over everything.

"And Michael Tai came in 2nd, congratulations!" Saikito Sensei continued in her powerful, yet soft, voice, followed by another round of applause.

"Wow, I got second. That's quite impressive," Mike pouted.

"Don't be silly. You're a smart kid," Sakura said as she slapped his back lightly.

"Sometimes, just a bit of a nuissance," Sakura added, jokingly.

Mike rolled his eyes.

"And third place was claimed by Jun Akatsu!" Saikito Sensei clapped her plumpy hands together, loudly, indicating the end of her announcements.

"Everyone, be sure to learn from these three students. If you try even harder, you'll reach just as far as them."

Sakura spotted Jun, sitting a few seats behind her, with his hair gelled up--as usual--as she sticked her two thumbs up.

"Thanks," mouthed Jun, giving a half-crooked smile. To the other classmates, that expression might have denoted pride, but to Sakura and Jun's other close friends, it meant his sincere appreciation. Jun was a man of little words, yet he could be the most charming person one could ever meet, if he was given the chance to show it.

"Let's see what you have for lunch." Mike grabbed the brown paper bag from Sakura's hands as he, Jun, Chichiru and Sakura made their turn down the corridor towards their school cafeteria.

"Gee, where's the REAL food, Sakura?" his eyebrows pulled together into a frown. There was nothing he'd recognized as real lunch other than an apple and some carrots that could hardly replenish someone's stomach.

"Um...I'm buying it," Sakura said as she snatched the bag away from Mike.

"Good for you, missy," Mike continued. "Just imagine how embarrassing you will become if--" Jun suddenly hit the back of Mike's head with his hand.

"Shut up, Mike. She knows what she's doing."

Mike hissed lowly, ready to counter-attack however was stopped short when a girl greeted him as she walked past the four of them. His mood quickly shifted.

Even without the extra information, Sakura was already dead silent due to her embarrassment. Her rebellious stomach had decided to growl in the wrong place and at the wrong time when she was doing a presentation in front of her classmates, last week. That piece of disconcerting memory was better left unspoken than be reminded, again. The Tomoeda High Cafeteria was huge, partially because of the school's population at approximately 4000 people. There were different fast food restaurants in an area of the cafeteria, while another area was set up with tables for the students.

It was like an ordinary food court in a mall, except it wasn't as crowded or dirty.

"We'll go find Tomoyo and the others. You guys go buy your lunch," Chichiru said as she walked off with Jun towards the half-full table area.

"What do you want to have today?" asked Mike, looking around at the food stands.

"Hm... I want something warm. It's rather cold today."

"Alright, will ramen do?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Two beef ramen, please," Mike ordered and handed a bill to the lady at the cash register.

"Hey! Let me pay!" Sakura's attempt to take back his money failed when Mike restrained her hand in one of his and hastily shoved the money into the lady's hand.

"Next time." He grinned.

Sakura sighed, loudly.

The middle-aged woman giggled at their sweet, little revelation as she murmured inwardly, "Kids these days are so sweet!"

"Mike, Sakura!" Rika, one of Sakura's best girfriends, waved her hand at them once she took sight of them carrying their trays of ramen towards her table. There, their good friends were seated side by side around the round table, as always.

There was Hikaru, Jun, Chichiru, Tadeshi, Rika, Rei, Naoko, and Tomoyo, Sakura's most beloved friend and cousin. Tomoyo Daidouji was the daughter of Daidouji Corporation's President, Sonomi Daidouji, who was non-blood related to Sakura's deceased mother. Because they were as close as sisters, therefore, Tomoyo and Sakura were very close.

Unlike what a normal heiress, who would willingly take over her parents' toy company, Tomoyo was heading towards a totally different field. Her exceedingly talented taste in fashion aroused her long-time interest, of making clothes for Sakura, into creating her own high-end fashion, yet affordable, clothing line in the future.

Who wouldn't like to wear unique clothes everyday, ones that weren't even stocked up for the markets? If one had the opportunity to have that wish granted, Sakura would definitely be one of the people on that list. But because Tomoeda High students were required to wear uniforms everyday, she was only able to wear the clothes designed and made by Tomoyo on days with no school.

"Hey," Sakura greeted her friends, who returned her greeting with the equal level of enthusiasm.

Their lunch everyday consisted of a large table filled with close friends and exchanging of lunch meals. It was a normal routine they practiced, naturally.

"How's it going, Sakura?" Hikaru asked, then added, "Dumb Mike, eating ramen again?" He constantly liked to tease Mike while Mike enjoyed doing the very same thing back to him.

"Asshole," Mike muttered under his breath.

As they ate and talked amongst themselves, Rei suddenly froze and glared at the entrance of the cafeteria.

"Sheesh, can't they just calm down?"

Almost every girl in the cafeteria, except the ones at Sakura's table, gawked and gasped at the five figures entering their cafeteria doors. The very centre of them all was Syaoran, whose arm was clung closely by his new girlfriend, Nuri, of three days.

He was the ladies killer at Tomoeda High, the playboy hottie who was cherished by every single female teacher, the heir of Asia's largest Corporation, and the ultimate traitor who broke Sakura's heart, almost one year ago. He was the most-wanted man and could have any woman he wanted because of his family name and large fortune.

Everyone simply died for a chance to be his next girlfriend. Even if it was just for one day, they wished to stand next to him as his new girl. Once he got tired of them, Syaoran rewarded them with a cheque that contained more than enough money which a normal high school student could earn in the shortest period of time.

Because of this factor, nobody ever got "heart-broken" after Syaoran broke up with her. Every girl to him was the same, labeled with expired dates indicating the relationship's longevity.

Everyone, except for Sakura.

She was the rare one who got dumped after MONTHS of dating, instead of days.

Followed closely behind Syaoran and Nuri were his three best friends, Takumi, Ryu and Eriol, Tomoyo's long-time boyfriend.

"OH MY GOSH! SYAORAN!"

"WILL YOU MARRY ME, SYAORAN-SAMA?!"

"I LOVE YOU! MY NAME IS--"

"YOU--"

When Syaoran smiled back gorgeously, the screams got even louder. Something as surreal as this may only happen in movies and in the media, but at Tomoeda High, everyone lived within their own little world of Hollywood.

"Sakura, are you alright?" Tomoyo whispered to Sakura after realizing that her body had turned as rigid as stone.

"Yeah, why?" Sakura asked, mystified. She might have been able to fool other people, but this was Tomoyo Daidouji. She knew every little thing about Sakura.

"OOPH--" Sakura was immediately pulled into a tight hug by Tomoyo.

"Sakura...?" Rei, always the sensitive one, asked uncertainly.

"I'm really fine, guys. No biggie," Sakura smiled encouragingly, only to be responded back with worried glances from her friends.

Every one of them knew about her past with Syaoran. In fact, she was under the spotlight for quite some time when her relationship with him lasted, for awhile, before their break-up. After that, she was quickly forgotten like the other ex-girlfriends. Similar to the entertainment industry, people were very shallow.

She had to remind her friends numerous times that it was no big deal to her, and her feelings for Syaoran were barely there. The real reason behind her anger was because of Syaoran's unfaithful betrayal.

As the commotion gradually calmed, Sakura ignored her friends' wary expressions and stood up from her chair.

"Eriol!" She waved her hand at the table three tables away from hers, as she shifted closer to Mike to make room for him. This was another lunch routine. When the chance was available, Sakura's group would warmly welcome Eriol, and Eriol only, to join them at their table because of his close relationship with Tomoyo. Other than him, no one else from Eriol's group, Syaoran in particular, was allowed to trespass.

The corners of Eriol's mouth lifted up into a kind smile. He told his friends something quickly as he got up and approached Sakura's table.

Accidentally meeting those fascinated amber eyes with her warm-turned-cold ones, Sakura stared at Syaoran for a quick moment and then smiled the slightest bit before hurriedly sitting back down.

Out of all people, Syaoran was the last person who should deserve Sakura's polite gestures. Out of all people, Syaoran should be the last person she should ever smile at. Out of all people, Syaoran should be the last person to casually return one of his dazzling, yet pretentious, smile at her.

Yet, everything failed to progress in the rightful way.

Yet, Sakura was just too kind to ever treat a human being in such a way.

Yet, Syaoran was too oblivious to what he had done to Sakura.

Syaoran's attention hesitantly shifted to his whiny girlfriend, who was trying to claim his attention. Without much intention to learn what he'd missed during his short absence, he said, "Meet me in the parking lot today, okay, babe?"

Nuri gladly nodded at this offer, dismissing any previous dissatisfaction.

As Syaoran's group got up to exit the almost-empty cafeteria, his attention was once again inwardly divided upon the table they were passing by: Sakura's table.

"The ramen was good, wasn't it?" Mike patted his stomach after drinking the rest of his soup.

"Yeah, thanks Mike," Sakura said, grabbing the napkin placed on the table.

"You eat like a little kid, Mikey." Sakura dabbed it around his mouth as Mike turned his head away like a little kid.

Syaoran shook his head as if in disappointment while Nuri spat out her poisoness words in disgust, something she would always do if a particular thing had irritated her. "How gross. Look at the number of guys she's manipulating."

Sakura had just said goodbye to her friends in the cafeteria as she walked down the hall towards her next classroom. Rika and Tomoyo would have been there with her, however, they left earlier to their lockers to get their Math presentation project that was due today.

She made a turn in the almost-empty hallway and spotted Syaoran and Nuri kissing feverishly. Yes, Syaoran was in her class too, unfortunately.

Before she could reach her classroom, she saw Sarah Kwon, a 10th grader walking in her direction.

"Sakura-Senpai!"she chirped. She had a cute pixie face and big brown eyes.

"Sarah! It feels like we haven't seen each other in ages! Where are you heading to?" Sakura's gentle voice made Sarah blush.

"I have Math, right now."

"Oh wow, me too." Sakura and Sarah shared some giggles as they realized the coincidence.

"Well, let's go to class before we are late."

"Yup. Bye Sakura-Senpai!" Sarah waved as she ran backwards front down the hall.

"Oh yeah," she added, excitedly, "Ken told me to say hi to you!" At the words, Sakura froze on the spot.

"He said he'll see you soon!" In little time, she disappeared. Recovering from her daze, Sakura half-ran to her classroom before she became later than she already was. "Your popularity is impressive, Sakura." She turned around as she heard a low voice spoke from behind.

"Not as popular as you are, I must say," Sakura replied politely at Syaoran and hurried off to the seat beside Tomoyo's.

"Sakura!" Tomoyo murmured anxiously. She eyed Syaoran while he grabbed his seat, two rows up front. "What did he say to you?" she continued accusingly.

"Oh, nothing," Sakura said plainly, plain enough that Tomoyo didn't have to question any further. "But I met Sarah Kwon. She said Ken said hi and he will be seeing me soon," Sakura added with more emotion.

Ken Kwon was Sakura's first boyfriend. He was currently studying at the University of Tokyo. Because it would be a long distance relationship, they decided to remain as close friends, instead, before he left for Tokyo.

Tomoyo stared at Syaoran's direction thoughtfully.

"Hm..."

"What?"

"If he asks you out again, will you take him in?" Tomoyo asked curiously, almost like talking to herself.

"Tomoyo, you should know this better than anyone else. There will be no future for us. I am just one boring girl who may already be an obstacle to his future."

"So...that's a no, again?" Tomoyo comfirmed.

"Of course. There's no way I will ever date him even if there will be a second chance," Sakura replied in a determined tone.

Throughout the longer-than-normal Math lesson, Sakura was bothered by the smirk that continuously played on Tomoyo's face.

"What's with your smirks?" Sakura finally let out her frustration.

"Nothing. It's just interesting to watch someone being so restless, today," Tomoyo whispered back, shooting a secret glance at Syaoran's direction.

'I am just one boring girl...There's no way I will ever date him even if there will be a second chance,' was the sentence that kept on repeating itself in Syaoran's head, the only sentence he had unintentionally overheard from the conversation that Sakura and Tomoyo shared.

Valkyrie85: And that is the end of this first corny chapter. Please tell me how you felt about it, okay? THANK YOU FOR READING!