Hi! Another idea has popped into my head again! Wow, my brain's thinking again! Hope you'll like this plot as well!
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I own nothing but the plot of this story and maybe some made-up character. Nothing of this story is copied from another.
All It Takes is One Pigeon
Chapter One
--Sakura's POV--
Dear whomever who reads this,
I am a sixteen-year-old female with a life of many pleasant things around me; however, there is this one question that my father always asks. I never liked discussing about it, neither do I like it now. The question: When will I ever marry? I have never imagined life with love from others but family and relatives, so I always avoided that certain question he asks. Are you wedded yet? Do you think you could tell me what love is?
In desperate search of an answer,
Cherry Blossom
With that, I rolled up the piece of paper and placed it in the container that my pigeon had on his leg. I wonder who will get it. Will he/she reply to it? I guess I'll just have to see. I picked up Kero, my pigeon (sorry I made Kero a pigeon, but I really needed a name for it), and went towards the window. Gently, I placed him outside with my hands still supporting him, and he flew off.
Knock, knock.
"Come in."
"Excuse me Princess Sakura, but dinner is ready."
"Oh! Hi Rosa! Thanks, I'll be down in fifteen minutes."
"Yes Princess."
"Now what should I wear?"
--Dining Room--
"Good evening father, brother," greeted Sakura with a kiss on King Fujitaka's cheek.
"Good evening, honey."
"Heh, good evening...kaijiu."
Sakura gave Touya a glare then went to her seat to sit down and stomped his foot hard.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!"
"Touya, your behaviour needs to be calmed down," Fujitaka calmly stated. "Now Sakura, did you pick anyone whom you find is suited to be your husband?"
"Father, it isn't easy finding someone who can show me love. It needs time, which I conclude that you should stop bringing in five suitors every month for me. All they see is the amount of land that we look over and the money that we have!"
"Nonsense, I'm very sure you'll find something that will spark between you and one of the suitors someday, just like your mother and I. So as long as you don't find someone who is worthy enough for you, the more suitors you will see every month. By the way, another five suitors will be coming over to stay with us again tomorrow. This time, Princess Tomoyo will be staying with us for two months as well. Her mother has gone to tend to some business."
At this, Fujitaka caught Sakura's attention, and she brightly smiled.
"That's wonderful news! Now I won't be lonely at all!" exclaimed Sakura. Then she silently whispered to herself, "Time for some planning of torture with Tomoyo for those snobby princes again."
"Well, I'm done my dinner. May I be excused from the table?" Sakura asked.
"Yes, you may," answered her father.
--Upstairs in Sakura's bedroom--
Dear Diary,
I have finally found the time today to write the message which I have sent with my trusty pigeon, Kero. I will really never find out how Kero can fly off to deliver it, but it seems like I know that it'll be sent to the right person where my questions can be read without being laugh of. I wish Kero will return back home safely.
Father has five more suitors coming again tomorrow. Luckily, Tomoyo will be staying with me too! I wonder who the princes will be this time. Last time, three of the five were disgustingly perverted. The other two were worse. Not only were they disgustingly perverted, but they had yellow teeth, a nasty breath, and were at least fifteen years older than me! I can't believe father actually found them suited even as suitors! It was absolutely horrible! Hopefully this time, at least, it won't be as bad.
I wonder how Tomoyo is doing. She hasn't visited since three months and that time, she only stayed for two days. But now she can stick with me for two months and get rid of the unwanted suitors! Speaking of which, I wonder who the princes are. Oh well! I can't wait until Tomoyo gets here! I need a good night sleep tonight. I want to make sure I wake up in time to greet Tomoyo at the door. Goodnight Diary!
Signing off to sleep,
Sakura
--Li Kingdom at the time when Sakura sent off the letter--
"Mother, you can't do this to me! I'm just eighteen!"
"Li Xiaolang, you WILL attend at the Kinomoto Kingdom for a month as a suitor. Another word from you and it will not be tolerated."
"Yes mother."
"Now go pack up. You will be leaving tomorrow morning and arrive there by noon. You may leave now."
"Yes mother."
As Syaoran reached for the door knob, her mother added another statement.
"Your cousin, Prince Eriol, will be going in with you as another suitor."
"WHAT?!"
"Xiaolang, do not speak to your mother in that tone of voice."
"But, but, we haven't seen each other since five years ago! And I still remember him as being crazy!"
"Li Xiaolang! You must respect your cousin! You haven't seen him, like you said, in five years, perhaps he will change your point of view on him."
"I doubt that."
"Xiaolang, that's enough. Now hurry along and pack up."
With a sigh, he replied, "Yes mother."
--In Syaoran's bedroom two hours later--
Coo, coo, coo, coo, coo (my silly attempt of a pigeon, lol).
"Huh? What was that?"
Coo, coo, coo, coo, coo.
"Huh?"
Then Syaoran spotted a heavenly white pigeon on his windowsill. Walking closer to it, he noticed something tied to one of its legs.
"Man, for a pigeon, you sure are fat."
The pigeon pecked him.
"Ow! Okay! You're as skinny as a stick!"
The pigeon pecked him again.
"Ah! Okay! Okay! You're a pigeon with an average weight!"
The pigeon stopped its pecking, satisfied with his answer. Syaoran, taking his chance, held the pigeon in his hand and took out the rolled up piece of paper out of the container, unrolling while reading.
Dear whomever who reads this,
I am a sixteen-year-old female with a life of many pleasant things around me; however, there is this one question that my father always asks. I never liked discussing about it, neither do I like it now. The question: When will I ever marry? I have never imagined life with love from others but family and relatives, so I always avoided that certain question he asks. Are you wedded yet? Do you think you could tell me what love is?
In desperate search of an answer,
Cherry Blossom
"Hmm, this is interesting."
Syaoran took out a piece of paper and a pen and started writing a reply.
Dear Cherry Blossom,
First off, I am an eighteen-year-old male and would like you to know that I have a situation that's sort of the same as yours. My mother has just asked (more like forced) me to become a suitor for—
"I shouldn't tell her that I'm a prince," and he continued writing.
her friend's daughter. I refused immediately, but she said it would do no good for me at all as I am now of age to supposedly be married already. I, the same as you, despise whatever love related things she often throws at me. I guess that really explains that I am not wedded yet. What do YOU think what love is?
Hoping that I am helpful,
Little Wolf
"There we go."
Then Syaoran rolled up the piece of paper and put it into the same container of the pigeon's.
"I hope you'll know how and where to go back."
He noticed something shining in the reflection of the moon and saw the word 'Kero' engraved into the container.
"So your name's Kero. Well, I hope you'll be able to find your way back."
Coo, coo, coo, coo was the pigeon's reply.
With that, Syaoran placed him onto the windowsill and watched him take off. He began his packing again and when 11:00pm stroke on the big clock outside, he had finally finished. Feeling entirely exhausted, he quickly took a shower and fell asleep on his bed.
So how did you think of this chapter? Was it okay? Was it too short? Don't worry the future chapters will be longer as the story goes on! Eriol and Tomoyo will meet soon, and so will Syaoran and Sakura. Please review and I'll update soon! Ja!
