Veiled Smile
By: senga6
Note: There'll be some dark Sakura in this collection, and maybe even the happy innocent one we all know and love. That is why you're in the Card Captor Sakura section, right? xD I'll do the happy one… if I can think of a good story for it. ^_^
Disclaimer: I haven't owned CCS before, so I doubt I will in the future or even now. This will go for the whole… err… well, however long I decide to make this collection of very short one-shots and drabbles. So no more disclaimer after this.
She looked absolutely stunning. Her dark, green eyes radiated kindness and brilliance of the light. Her light brown hair had been curled ever so slightly, and they hung down simply enough. But her beauty wasn't the only thing noticeable about her. It was probably the aura. The aura of sadness and kindness and joy and hate, the aura that held everything.
Yes, she absolutely looked stunning. That is, dressed in all white, in mourning clothes. Her hair was tied up in a blood red ribbon, and little did the onlookers now that it was stained with real blood. She slowly stood up in the front of the boat. People dressed in black got to their positions, and a man cut the rope binding the beautiful boat to the deck. The boat was wood, carved with tiny, intricate designs. Many people noticed something else strange about the girl; upon her neck were two things: one was a golden necklace, the other was a red band. The mark of death.
That regal aura, that's what they thought when they looked at her. It was unmistakable. That everything aura, the regal-ness surrounding it, it was unmistakable. It was her. The liar, the trickster, but that smile was what they remembered.
She was the witch.
She was their princess.
Had she really tricked them? There was too much uncertainty. Too much confusion. Too much was simply… unknown.
The green-eyed girl caught one of the onlooker's eyes. The onlooker burst into tears right then and there, screaming, "My princess! No!" But it was too late. The boat had already sailed too far. The princess looked at the old lady who had cried out, and gave her the last smile she could ever give. The boat then proceeded to burst into flames.