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Pairing: S/S (AU)
Summary: In a world of magic and war, can two people manage to save their nation and fall in love?
Disclaimer: Honestly, why have this part, do they like rubbing it in? Anyway…I do not own CCS or any of its characters. But the imagination is all mine!!! HAHAHA
Before we begin, I want to apologise if this story similar to one you have read or wrote. It was unintentional and I would never do such a thing, promise.
Now that I've finished my ramble, I present Of Magic and Love!
It was a dark night out on the fields of the kingdom of Clow. There were howling winds and the only lights were from the moon, stars and lanterns of the soldiers camping out. One man was standing away from the tents, looking towards the forest, keeping an eye out. He was dressed in a grey tunic, with a sword hanging from his waist. He looked to be about 25 years of age and was tall and muscular, with black hair that clashed horribly with his outfit. Although, this outfit was a uniform of the Captain of the Soldiers of Clow, so he could not change.
He heard footsteps behind him but made no indication of the fact.
"Can you see anything?" A much younger voice asked
The Captain looked at the younger man. He was tall, although shorter that himself, with sun tanned skin and brown messy hair that could not be gelled. He had amber eyes and an athletic build, with broad shoulders, subtle muscles, with white teeth and was very handsome.
"No sire, the Sorcerer is yet to arrive." The Captain said
The Prince sighed tiredly. He was only 17 and already on the warfront, but his father told him that it was because it showed support for the rest of the soldiers and that he was skilled enough to fight.
"Prince Syaoran, go back to your tent and I will wake you when the Sorcerer arrives. You need your rest, you're young and your body needs the rest."
"Captain Touya, what gives you the impression that you can give me orders?" The Prince huffed
"Your father's orders gave me the impression when he said 'Make sure he looks after himself, he's new to the war scene'."
Prince Syaoran laughed and nodded.
"Fine, you win, I'll go to bed, but wake me as soon as he arrives."
"Will do sire, good night."
The Prince walked back to his tent and Captain Touya stared back at the forest. The Academy of Sorcery in the capital city called Avalon, had informed all the army camps in alliance with the nation of Clow, that the enemy was soon to strike and said that a top student of the Academy would be sent to every camp to help the war effort. The camp set up on the fields of the state Karuto received word that their Sorcerer would be arriving tonight. They had no other information besides that the Sorcerer was the second best in the Academy and the youngest to ever receive the title of Sorcerer.
The Captain sighed, he had wondered why his camp would get only the second best since he had to also protect to crown Prince. Prince Syaoran had replied indifferently that the best would have been sent to the camp that his father was running, out on the shores of Sumoon on the other side of the nation.
As if to sense his discomfort, the winds picked up to make him even more miserable. Then, out of the forest, a figure wearing a long black cloak emerged. The black figure saw the Captain place his hand on the hilt of his sword and saluted to prove that they were friend and not foe. The figure made their way cautiously over to the Captain and bowed their head slightly.
"Are you the Sorcerer from the Academy?" Captain Touya asked
The figure nodded and the Captain stretched out his arm, extending his hand. The figure reached into their cloak and pulled out some papers, placing them in the Captain's hand. The Captain, under the dull light of his lantern, squinted at the papers. The Sorcerer made a complicated hand gesture and muttered something and the light of the lantern increased enough so that the Captain could read.
"No doubt then that you aren't the Sorcerer. Come, the Prince wants to meet you."
The Sorcerer nodded and was about to say something but the Captain cut them off.
"Come young sir," The Captain said
The Sorcerer sighed and followed the Captain back though the camp. As they passed tents, the pair attracted many stares. The Sorcerer sighed and kept their stare on the back of the Captain, who strode confidently ahead. They soon stopped in front of a large tent in the middle of the camp.
"For the Prince's safety, as it would be less likely for an intruder to reach, with soldiers all around." The Sorcerer thought
The Captain beckoned the Sorcerer inside the tent and the Sorcerer gasped at the beauty of the interior of the tent. It had an actual bed, not a mat on the floor! A table, chairs, a heating device, sink and bookshelf, with interesting looking books.
"Sire, I have brought the Sorcerer, he just arrived." Touya said firmly
The Sorcerer was about to speak when the lump on the bed moved, and the Prince sat up, yawning and ruffling his hair. The Sorcerer took a step back and then took a deep breath to compose themselves. The Prince stood up and put on a shirt and then walked over to the pair that had just entered the tent.
"I'm glad you came, the weather was getting ferocious," Prince Syaoran said
Both the Captain and the Sorcerer bowed their head slightly, in respect.
"Well Sorcerer, tell us you name and introduce yourself." The Captain, standing beside the Prince
"Well, it's 'Sorceress' and my name is Sakura," The figure said
Well, what do you think of my first chapter of my first fic? I know it's short, but it'll get longer, I promise. Reviews and constructive criticism are welcome, flames are not.
-Wandering Wonderer