A/N: Well, here we are. Another day, another story. This story takes place in 1889 and although I haven't seen the movie, I'm using a lot it's storyline. Not everything so you can expect any surprise coming ahead! ^_~

Always wonderful people, review and let me know what you think! Sorry for any grammar horror, you know that English is not my primary language!

Disclaimer: And so, I don't own the Card Captor characters (probably never will) and I don't own any of the songs or references to the Moulin Rouge. Don't mind that and enjoy the story!

Dedication: This story is dedicated to my best friend in the whole world. She knows who she is. Thank you for all your help. Luv ya!

Moulin Rouge.

Truth·Beauty·Freedom·Love

By: ~Sakura Angel. ~

Chapter 1: Nature Boy.

"There was a boy.
A very strange enchanted boy.
They say he wandered very far, very far
over land and sea.
A little shy and sad of eye,
but very wise was he."

The fresh cool air, the new scenery, the people, the language, the love all around... the… the… ugh! I'm getting cliché here! But what can I say? Everything that surrounded me gave me no doubt that this was Paris. City of Love as some may call it, but for me it represented a new life, a new oportunity to start all over again.

My life can actually be compared with a total failure, even if I haven't live long enough to confirmed that.

Well here I go again, talking about my live with a complete stranger. Sorry if that insults you, but… that what's you are. Ok, I know it sounds a little rude but, why don't we just introduce ourselves?

My name is Li Syaoran. Don't confuse it, my name is not Li, that's my last name. But I just like saying first my last name. Anyway! In present days, I am only a 21 years old painter. Wait, let me check that out again... I am only a 21 years old poor painter. Well, I'm not really poor... I come from a family that has quite influences in Hong Kong, the place from where I come from.

But that's exactly the reason why I came to Paris. To live by freedom on my own free will, away from my family and their money. To take any risk that life may bring to me, and not have to give any excuses to anyone.

You see, back to Hong Kong I used to live like a caged bird. Horrible I tell you! Horrible! My mother just kept telling how wrong the world was, but she didn't even let me see it by my own. Can you actually believe that at my age I haven't even drink a sip of alcohol? How mess up is that?! And don't me wrong again, it's not that I want to become a neurotic alcoholic, but at some point that's freedom.

In life, there are four very important things that can't be miss. Truth, of course what would the world be without the truth in the human kind?

Beauty, something that it's always all around us and sometimes we don't even notice.

Freedom… I truly don't have any words t explain the freedom. It's something that you can never exchange or trade in your live.

And of course… love.

Which reminds me that… this story is about love. The woman I love is…

"And then one day,
one magic day he passed my way
and while we spoke of many things,
fools and kings,
this he said to me:

"The greatest thing you'll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return"

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A/N: Ladies and Gentleman, this is the first chapter of this story. I really hope you enjoy it, I put a lot of work on this so PLEASE do let me know what you think of it. In other words, leave for review.

Thanks for reading! And please keep an eye up for next chapter. This story is moving slowly but it can surprise you at any moment!