Hello peoples! This story will be short, I promise.... For the most part. Anyways, I thought you would be curious about Syaoran's past. So I decided to put a story, solely focused on Syaoran. Yay! Syaoran stars in his own story! Anyways, hope you enjoy.

Pokemon Master: Sakura

Syaoran/Lucario's Story Chapter 1: "Little" Wolf

"Lady Yelan!" a man cried as he suddenly ran into our house.

My mother hurried over to the man as he started talking quietly to her.

I peeked around the corner to see the man whispering to my mother with a look of urgency.

I saw my mother's expression change as a look of horror come across her pale face before dashing out of the house.

I looked at the man standing at the doorway with a look of confusion on my face.

He noticed me and slowly walked over to me.

He kneeled down and placed a hand on my shoulder.

I noticed sadness in his eyes as he spoke in a wavering voice.

"It's your father... I'm so sorry, Xiao Lang."

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There was a great war going on and Syaoran's father was one of the high commanders of the army.

He was hardly home because of it, which made Yelan worry.

But during one of the most important battles, he took an arrow straight through the heart and was killed instantly.

One of Syaoran's father's friends told Yelan the dreadful news, which devastated her.

Syaoran's father's coffin was first placed in the courtyard as incense burned at the foot of where the coffin was.

Others came and bowed in respect while placing money in a donation box to help them pay for the funeral.

Afterwards, the coffin was taken up to the highest hillside in the land, which was where the burial would be.

After the prayer ceremony, a giant hole was dug and Syaoran's father's coffin was gently placed inside.

A three year old Syaoran walked over to his father's grave with his mother and threw a handful of dirt into the grave.

This was done by all the other mourners until the grave was filled.

All through the prayers and burial, Syaoran watched as his mother did her best to keep her emotions under control.

After the final prayer, Syaoran walked past some of the elders and overheard them talking about him.

"Now that the head of the Li clan is gone, do you think it's time that Xiao lang assumed the role of the head of the family?"

"He's exactly what we're looking for. He shows no emotion, which is essential to becoming a strong leader."

Yelan quickly snatched Syaoran away from the elders' conversation, much to Syaoran's surprise.

Syaoran was puzzled to why she had suddenly taken him away from the elders, but didn't question it.

He thought that becoming head of the Li clan was his goal in life and felt proud to know that the elders saw great potential in him.

At home, they burned the clothes they were wearing at the funeral so they wouldn't be burdened by bad luck, which is death.

A black cloth was placed around Syaoran's sleeve to signify he was mourning.

Yelan placed his father's tablet in the family shrine before falling to her knees and sobbing in front of the tablet.

Syaoran was still very young and didn't quite understand, but felt a small amount of grief bubbling inside him.

Syaoran slowly walked over to his mother's side and gently placed his hand on her shoulder.

Yelan looked up at him before wrapping her arms around him, thanking him for his comfort.

A rain drop hit Syaoran in the face and quickly looked up to see dark clouds overhead.

Syaoran took Yelan's hand and started leading her to the house.

Yelan was surprised but smiled, seeing how strong hearted and caring Syaoran is under his emotionless face.

Even at this age, Syaoran showed to be very strong.

(A year later)

"Come on..." Syaoran grumbled as he tried to wipe a stubborn smudge off of one of the tablets.

Yelan watched him hard at work and chuckled.

'He's just like his father.'

Since his father's death, Syaoran has been diligent in helping around the house.

He would help with the cooking, cleaning and tended the potted plants around the house.

Recently, Yelan noticed that Syaoran would take special care of a small cherry blossom growing in the garden.

Syaoran would make sure it had enough water and carefully pruned it to make it look like the prettiest flower in the garden.

"Xiao lang." Yelan called as Syaoran looked up from watering the cherry blossom.

"Why is it that you take such tender care of that cherry blossom?"

Syaoran shrugged and went back to watering it. "I don't know. It's just special."

Suddenly, the front gates flew open, revealing two of the Li elders.

Yelan quickly stood up and bowed in respect.

"What brings you here?" Yelan asked calmly.

"We have come for Xiao lang." one of the elders replied.

Yelan looked at them in disbelief as Syaoran looked up at her in concern.

"We have decided that now is the time to train young Xiao lang in the ways of becoming the next head of the Li clan." the elder said.

Yelan swallowed hard and bowed. "I understand."

"Good. Come along, Xiao lang. Your training starts immediately." the elder said, grabbing Syaoran roughly by the wrist.

"But..! Mother!" Syaoran cried as he pulled away from the elder's grasp and ran over to his mother.

Yelan hugged him before taking him by the shoulder and looking at him directly in the eyes.

"Listen to me. Do not worry, I'll be fine. Be strong Xiao lang. We will see each other again." Yelan said with a soft smile as Syaoran looked at her with uncertainty.

"Xiao lang, come!" the elder said taking Syaoran by the arm and dragging him out the front gate.

Syaoran looked back at Yelan one last time as she mouthed the words, "be strong".

OOOOOOO

Syaoran was brought to the main estate where he began his training as the next leader of the Li clan.

The elders gave him scrolls and scrolls of what he needed to know.

Syaoran took all his studies very seriously, studying them long and hard, making sure he caught every detail.

The elders were surprised by his resilience and commitment and praised him for it.

Syaoran didn't feel right at the palace and longed to see his mother again.

When ever he would stare out the window, the elders would hit the table he was working at with a long stick, shocking him back to studying.

Syaoran was never allowed to go outside the gates of the Li palace, so he didn't have any friends. No one to talk to, no one to laugh with.

Syaoran was then taught how to do martial arts, which he picked up quickly.

He enjoyed it and all his teachers were impressed.

They all said he moved through the motions smoothly and how fast he picked up new techniques was impressive.

Though he enjoyed martial arts, he still felt empty on the inside.

On occasion, other blood relatives visited the palace and brought their children.

Syaoran had no experience in making friends, so he would never talk to them.

When he wasn't studying, he would read alone in the garden.

"What are you doing?"

Syaoran looked up to see a girl with buns in her hair and ruby red eyes.

"...."

"Can you talk?"

"...."

"I see you practicing martial arts sometimes. You're really good."

"...."

"Do you want to play with me?"

"Lady Meiling!"

A woman came over and took Meiling by the hand and gave her a disapproving look.

"That is the future head of the family. You shouldn't bother him." she said.

"Yes, mother." Meiling said looking at the ground.

As her mother started leading her away, Meiling looked back at Syaoran, who had gone back to reading.

'He looks really lonely...' Meiling thought.

OOOOOOO

Yelan was permitted to come visit Syaoran only once every four months so she wouldn't distract him from his training.

Every visit, Yelan was given reports on Syaoran's progress.

Yelan would always smile and congratulate Syaoran, but he noticed that her smile was a sad one.

He didn't understand why she would be sad, but didn't say anything about it.

They were hardly given any time to talk for a long period of time and Yelan was beginning to worry about how the elders were molding Syaoran into.

As the years passed by, Syaoran became more and more emotionless.

He hardly ever smiled, there were no reasons to.

All he cared about were his studies and what was necessary to become a strong leader.

The elders told him that a strong leader did not rely on petty emotions, but their strengths.

Syaoran didn't know any better and took what they told him to heart.

There were so many restrictions placed on him, but he never questioned or went against them.

Everyday, Syaoran felt himself becoming more and more like an empty shell as he let go of all his emotions.

It bothered him, though he didn't know why.

As he was practicing his martial arts in the garden, he glanced over to see a cherry blossom outside the garden.

A small breeze blew some petals over the gates and into the garden, over to Syaoran.

Syaoran caught one of the petals in his fist and looked at it sitting on the palm of his hand.

Somehow, the sight of the pretty pink petal calmed Syaoran's nerves.

Syaoran smiled softly, which surprised him.

He hasn't smiled like that for years.

Syaoran chuckled to himself before allowing the wind to take the cherry blossom into the air.

Syaoran watched it as the cherry blossom petal disappeared into the distance.

OOOOOOO

"Yes, Xiao lang is a promising heir to the head of the Li clan." the elders said to Yelan during one of her few visits.

All the elders were content with Syaoran's progress. But Syaoran still felt empty and alone.

"Xiao lang." the elders called as a six year old Syaoran came into the room with cold, empty expression.

Yelan noticed this as Syaoran bowed in respect.

"Good of you to come, mother." Syaoran said without an ounce of emotion in his voice.

Yelan looked at him in concern, and then looked over to see the elders talking with each other.

"May I see you in the garden, Xiao lang?" Yelan asked quietly.

Syaoran nodded before following his mother out into the garden.

Once they were alone, Yelan looked at Syaoran seriously.

"What happened to you, Xiao lang?" Yelan asked.

"What do you mean? Nothing's wrong." Syaoran said lifting his eye brow slightly.

Yelan shook her head. "No, you're not you. You've changed."

"I am just doing what the elders instructed me to do. Emotions are for the weak."

"No, they're wrong. Emotions are the key to unlocking the power in your heart. Don't you see your heart is your strength?"

Syaoran looked at her puzzled, obviously not getting what she was saying.

Yelan gave him a soft smile. "You'll understand when you're older..."

OOOOOOO

As Syaoran trained, he seemed more distracted and the elders were not pleased by this.

Syaoran was still wondering what Yelan meant by talking about the heart.

The elders saw it troubling that Syaoran couldn't concentrate recently because of his talk with Yelan.

"So it has been decided. For the sake of your studies, we will prohibit Lady Yelan from interfering with your way of thinking." the elders said a year later.

Syaoran's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Your mother has been putting ideas into your head that are irrelevant to becoming the next Li clan leader. So we think it best that-"

"No! You can't do this!" Syaoran suddenly shouted.

All the elders were all shocked at this, but became serious again.

"See, what she's done to you? Emotions hold you back from your true potential. This is the reason the previous head of the Li clan died in battle!"

Something deep inside Syaoran snapped and anger burned in Syaoran's amber eyes.

"My father was not weak! He was the strongest and kindest leader ever!" Syaoran shouted before bolting gout of the palace.

"Xiao lang!" the elders called after him, but Syaoran ignored them and continued running.

Syaoran ran through the village, causing people to look over at him curiously.

He then ran into the forest, running on pure impulse.

Syaoran ran past some Cherrims singing in the trees, but soon closed up when the sun hid behind some threatening looking clouds.

He soon came to a stop and sat down at the base of a tree before putting his face in his arms.

As Syaoran sat in silence, he failed to notice something prowling around in the brush and two burning red eyes appeared from the shadows.

To be continued...

Hope this didn't go by too fast, but I didn't want to spend so much time here. Anyways, poor Syaoran. Don't worry, things will get better. Well, then go back down. Let's just say his life is like a roller coaster right now. He has his highs and then his lows. Please Review!