Title: Wooing my Wife.
Summary: AU It was an arranged marriage and there was no way out. So, what can a girl do? Accept her husband's 'wooing acts' of course! SxS. Fluff, Fluff...
Disclaimer: It's CLAMP's. And I thought this story line myself. So if it resembles any other story, please believe me when I say that I don't steal other's works for the sole fact that I myself hate stealers.
Ages: Sakura: 23. Syaoran: 25.
"Blah" Talking.
'Blah' Thinking.
Someone's P.O.V.: Changing points of view.
Here goes….
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Normal P.O.V.
She sat there, emerald-green eyes staring at her reflection in the mirror as the stylist was putting her finishing touches on her long auburn hair. She had told her that she'd prefer it up and in any intricate style that'd go well with her off shoulder, white wedding dress. The dress reached the floor, hugging her form from the waist up then flowing down with a flourish. Her make up was perfect, her hair was perfect, her dress was perfect and the preparations were complete. So why was Sakura Kinomoto feeling all this dread?
Oh. Maybe just for the fact that this was not how she wanted to marry, or because this was a prearranged marriage that she has no say in. She was just obeying her father, she just wanted to make him proud because she loves him and can't refuse him any quest.
That's right, Sakura Kinomoto, the only daughter of the prestigious college professor, Fujitaka Kinomoto, was promised to marry the son of Yelan Li and the heir of the famous Li clan, since their mothers made that promise ages ago.
It's not like she hated the guy. It's just the fact that she didn't marry out of love that hurt her. Or the fact that she only met him just a few times. Still, she wished that she could've fallen in love, just to have a taste of that.
But now, there's no way out, she was marrying a total stranger. She just hoped that life will have some mercy on her.
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He was a bundle of nerves. His hands shook while he tied his tie. He couldn't help himself, what with him marrying the girl he was promised since forever. The girl he loves! Yes, love. Though she may not know it. Heck, maybe nobody even knows it. But he worshipped the land she walked on.
He knows that she sees him as a mere friend. Oh, he would be lucky if she even considered him that. She must be thinking of him as a complete stranger.
He wanted her to know that he loved her. That he is head over heels for her. That she was the world to him. And he wanted to be loved in return. To be able to call her his wife and for that word to carry all the meanings that it should have. He wanted to have a kiss when he goes out to work every morning, and to get a warm welcome home when he is back. To snuggle with her in the cold nights and to hold her tight in his arms just to feel her there. To take comfort from her presence and to enjoy the warmth of home in her. To kiss her on a whim and to simply love her.
But he knows that his desire will scare her. He is afraid endless of hurting her. And he prefers to die before he ever saw her look at him with pained eyes that he was the reason behind their misery.
He can't force himself on her. He wouldn't. She was too precious to do that to her. He will have to be extra careful with her. To take care of her and to cherish her for every thing that she was. He would like it if she came to care for him and to like him in the future. He would love it if she ever came to love him. But he didn't want to place high hopes or to have any great expectations for the fear of having his heart crushed in the process.
He knows that he'll have to take things slowly, very slowly, with her so as not to frighten her or make her shrink away fro him. Ha has to be very gentle and extra caring. He has to ignore him self for now, to neglect his needs and desires. He has to be patient.
Syaoran Li sighed nervously as he ran his hand through his messy brown hair, which he preferred to keep that way, his amber eyes flickered to check his image one last time and left.
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The wedding was over, finally. Their whole families attended and the ceremony was exquisite. Blah blah blah.
They moved to their new house, or rather mansion. It was a dream house, with a nice garden and a backyard. This is where they'll be living their life from now on as husband and wife.
They stood awkwardly in the master bedroom, neither knowing what to do or what to expect. She was nervous, afraid that they will have to spend their first night as newly weds together. While he was awaiting for any gesture from her that can help him decide what to do with the situation at hand.
What are they going to do?
TBC
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Hi. This is my first story. I'm still new to this so please bear with me. I intend for this to be a short story, as in less that ten chapters. Please give me your guidance and instructive criticism, and no flames if you'll be so kind. Please review and give me any advice or opinions you have that will help make this story better and more enjoyable.
Next chapter:
First Night. (No, no a lemon or anything of the sorts.)
Syaoran and Sakura in their first night as husband and wife. More emotions involved and more P.O.V. changes. More Fluff. And let the Wooing begin.
Take care,
Lantern, signing off.