Author's Note: This prologue is kind of boring but it is the main revolving centre in the story. Take your time and Enjoy!!

Title: I Fell For My Servant

Rating: T

Summary: With all that arrogance in his soul, no one can still believe that his love was for someone as low as her! Honestly, love IS strange...

Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura. Clamp does.

Pika no Graveyard, Higura Village, Hokkaido, Japan:

The graveyard street was familiar to him. His handsome looks, straight back, sharp eyes best in those shiny spectacles. He walked on, coming all the way from his little cottage to the midst of the forest, stopping to smell the wild fragrance of the flowers and to pick up some of the brightest looking ones. This spring was no different. For him, heaven was lost a long time ago when he gave away his dear wife to the ailment. He was now experiencing a hellish life, tasting a bit of heaven in the middle. The leaves rustled and fell at his feet. He stooped low, bending that right angled back of his. He picked the lifeless leaf up, wondering if his offsprings' lives would be the same way. "No. That will never be," he murmured to the blowing air, thinking his faint whisper would reach his saintly, late wife.

Fujitaka's flashback:

It was 10 years ago.

Little Sakura was drooling on her older brother's lap as both the Kinomoto kids slept in a deep slumber, watched affectionately by their beloved parents from a distant corner. The little girl, even though only three, almost resembled her Mother in every way. She had the same beautiful face, the cheerfulness in that tender heart of hers. "She is going to take after her Mother," Fujitaka, said to his angelic kanai. Her long tresses caressed his face, leaving him smiling.

"And her brother will grow up to be like you," she said. "Fujitaka..."

"Yes dear?"

"I want you to promise me something."

"Anything. Ask away, princess." Then in the next quarter of an hour, Fujitaka was left stunned by his wife's talk. He could do nothing but only nod his head, letting his tears flow onto his lap. He put his hand on top of hers, vowing to do exactly as she said.

Before he knew it, a few months passes and she was gone. Exactly as she had predicted. He gave his wife's precious soul to the new spring.

His young children couldn't bear it without their mother and so, he married again, for the sake of his children. He married the best friend of his wife, a Daidouji, who was also her cousin. He thought that since she was a friend of his wife's, she would take care of Nadeshiko's children with great care. She would treasure them, more than her own life...but all his guessing had been wrong...

End of flashback.

"Konnichiwa Kinomoto san! Hajimemashite!" the low sound of the caretaker came rumbling across the lamp post.

"Hai! Hajimemashite Noda-san!" He waved his hand cheerfully, keeping his heart as hard as the marbles, deep down.

"So you're back again? I thought you'd never be able to come back, after suffering those tremors with that Lucifer of your wife. Everything's ready."

"Arigatou! I could never think of a better person than you to rely on for this day, could I?"

"That may be so. But you need to hurry now. The public will start appearing on the streets in just a further of 10 minutes I guess. Try to finish it quickly."

" Hai! And thanks again."

Kinomoto Nadeshiko

Born: 25.12.1982

Died: 20.03.2003

'I bloom even at the deepest brows of your heart'

He placed down the wild blossoms he picked up, onto her concrete bosom. He stood there, leaving his straight back to crumple, just a bit. For the first time ever, he let his tears flow carefree. He sniffed to his heart's fill, leaving his brain to form a short message. He had to talk to her, as he did every year. He had to pour out his heart, he knew, she always had value for his talk. He was sure she would listen to him and grant him those few wishes he yearned for.

He just took five minutes to pour out his grief, sharing them with her. After that, he slowly trudged back, not wanting to be away from her side. He dragged his feet back to his crooked cottage.

"Tadaima!" He waited but not one 'Kaeri nasai' was heard. It was lonely. This kind of life… It was hard for him. He remembered his wish for Sakura that he made to Nadeshiko. "She'll do her bit. I'm sure. "

Author's Note: This one might be quite something of quietness itself...but then again as I said, this one's the main...

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