Miyu: finally! A Card Captor Sakura fic! I've been meaning to do one of these for a while now.

Ryuu: so why didn't you?

Miyu: time, my love, time.

Ryuu: …only time can heal you?

Miyu: what?

Ryuu: what are you talking about?

Miyu: I've had no time! Ahem. DISCLAIMER!

Ryuu:heart failure:

Miyu: I do not own Card Captor Sakura nor any of the characters/ideas therein.

Prologue

"Daddy, look! A shooting star!" Sakura Kinomoto pointed excitedly into the midnight sky. "Ssssh! I have to make a wish!" The small, auburn-haired girl squeezed her eyes shut, her lips silently moving to some unheard desire.

King Fujitaka, ruler of the vast country Chanson, smiled gently at his little girl squirming in his lap. "And what are you wishing, little fire?"

"I can't tell you that! If I do, it won't come true!" Sakura scolded her father with her eyes. "You know that!"

"Ah, of course," He chuckled, and his deep voice vibrated against Sakura's back. "Well, then, will you at least tell me what you want for you your birthday? You'll be turning six. What would you like?"

Sakura suddenly leapt up from Fujitaka's lap, much to his surprise, and turned around to glare down at him. "I already told you what I want! I want the same thing as last year, and the year before! I want to learn how to fight!"

Fujitaka let out a heavy sigh before reaching out and kindly tugging his daughter down into a sitting position. "Little fire, I've told you. Princesses aren't supposed to know how to fight. They are supposed to know how to run the household and serve their husband."

"But what if I don't want to have a husband?"

"Heaven forbid!"

Sakura sighed in childish frustration. "Daddy, you're the king! Why can't you make it so girls can learn the same stuff as boys?"

"It's not that simple, sweetie…"

"Sure it is!" she stomped her feet on the ground, that action being quite an interesting sight seeing as she still was still seated. "Mommy always said that I could do anything, that everyone in this country is free to believe what they want, say how they feel, and learn everything, even girls!"

"But such things are still frowned upon. It has only been a single generation since the laws were changed; the old ways are still fresh in people's minds."

"But what better way to help push a good change in people than to start with your own daughter!" Sakura exclaimed, trying desperately to convince her father to let her learn fighting styles and techniques. "Don't make me do the face."

Fujitaka glanced up at Sakura, whose face instantly formed a sickeningly perfect and irresistible pout. "Pwease…" Her emerald green eyes begged him to see things her way.

With another heavy sigh and a small twinge of doubt, Fujitaka nodded. "Very well. I will teach and train you the same as I train my soldiers, with the help of my own teacher and my father's best friend, General Kouketsu. But mind you," Fujitaka added to the ecstatic girl, "We won't go easy on you. We'll treat you just like any other child we train. You'll train every day for eight hours, rain or shine, snow or not. Do you understand?"

"YES!" Sakura jumped on her dad and squealed. "Oh, daddy, thank you! Thank you! THANK YOU!"

The sweet laughter of a father and daughter echoed throughout the forest of the city Delrie, the country Chanson, and the planet Earth. Thought neither of them could have possible imagined the horrors to come amidst their peaceful little world.

"Just you wait, daddy! By the time I'm queen, every girl will know how to fight! I can't wait to become queen!"

Miyu: well, that's the beginning. Please review and tell me if you like it, or if I should totally ditch the whole idea…

Ryuu: I need a life.

Miyu: try ebay. I hear they sometimes sell for 99 cents. Course, they also sell elephant poo…so…be careful. And if anyone tells you to sign something, sign our neighbor's dogs name. I highly doubt any soul collectors ask for picture id.