Disclaimer: I do not own CCS
AN: this story takes place in ancient China. There are martial arts but no magic. Syaoran is 19 years old and Sakura is 16. Aki is a made up character.
Threads of Destiny- Chapter One
Flashback:
Pink, cherry blossom petals danced in the gentle zephyr. They swirled in every direction. Sakura
wore her hair in a loose braid, strands of her auburn hair falling across her face. She wore her
best robe, a red background and golden bamboo leaves embroidering it. Her family was poor
and she had worked so hard to pay for it.
She leaned against the cherry blossom tree and put her head on his strong chest.
"Aki.." Sakura's voice trailed off
"hmmmm.?"
Sakura looked at the strong man next to her. He had blond hair and blue eyes. Sakura's voice
quivered as she looked into the blue eyes that she loved so much.
" this is our last day together."
Aki sighed and replied,
"no Sakura-chan. I promise I will come find you!"
Sakura's emerald eyes wavered with sadness yet with a tiny light of hope.
"Demo. Aki it's too dangerous! Anyone that rebels against the emperor.." Sakura couldn't utter
the next words as tears started to well in her eyes.
Aki held Sakura's hand and slipped a small jade pendant into her hand. Sakura looked at it and
clutched it tightly.
Aki held Sakura's waist and lifted up her chin.
"I love you Sakura Kinomoto." These were the last words before Aki gave Sakura a gentle kiss.
End flashback
Sakura sighed as she stood on the carved stone bridge gazing at the water. She held the jade pendant tightly as she thought,
'Aki. where are you? I miss you so much..' Sakura had been drafted because of her beauty. Every 5 years, the emperor drafted women that passed a test of beauty and arts made by his advisors and were made to serve him in his imperial palace. Hundreds of women were usually picked, and many would never even see the emperor in their lifetime. They were also locked in the palace the rest of their lives. Although this was an advantage to some people, because they were poor and now were provided with food and shelter, others like Sakura would never be able to see their loved ones again. A sudden cold voice cut through her thoughts.
"WHO'S THERE?"
Syaoran POV
Syaoran's mind was stressed from the political affairs and laid in his bed wide awake. His father had died and he had to take the responsibilities of emperor since he was 16. He was cruel and unwavering in his decisions. He also was cruel to women and only used them as 'playthings' and disposed of them when they were useless. Perhaps he was hated and feared by many people but he kept his kingdom strict and orderly.
Syaoran sighed in frustration. It was no use trying to fall asleep. Syaoran got up and decided to take a walk in the garden. His favorite place was the stone bridge at night. He saw a slim shadow on the bridge. Curious, he neared the bridge.
She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. It seemed that he was in a dream rather than reality. She wore a plain, flowing, white silk robe that gently danced in the warm summer night's breeze. Her long hair flowed a little past her waist, and the silver moonlight created a soft, white, halo around her.
For a few moments he couldn't speak, and only admired her beauty. Finally finding his voice,
"WHO'S THERE?"
The figure instantly turned and met Syaoran's eyes for only about a second before turning and running away as quickly as she could.
From what Syaoran could make out in the dark, he could only see and remember her sad emerald green eyes.
"wait!" Syaoran yelled. But the figure didn't look back and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Syaoran sighed and walked back to his room. Finally feeling drowsy, he fell into a deep sleep dreaming of a beautiful angel with emerald green eyes.
AN: sooooooo? How was it? Tell me what you think! Comments? Questions? Loved it hate it? Should I continue or not? *Will update asap if I get over 10 reviews!* wahaha is it gonna be S+S???
AN: this story takes place in ancient China. There are martial arts but no magic. Syaoran is 19 years old and Sakura is 16. Aki is a made up character.
Threads of Destiny- Chapter One
Flashback:
Pink, cherry blossom petals danced in the gentle zephyr. They swirled in every direction. Sakura
wore her hair in a loose braid, strands of her auburn hair falling across her face. She wore her
best robe, a red background and golden bamboo leaves embroidering it. Her family was poor
and she had worked so hard to pay for it.
She leaned against the cherry blossom tree and put her head on his strong chest.
"Aki.." Sakura's voice trailed off
"hmmmm.?"
Sakura looked at the strong man next to her. He had blond hair and blue eyes. Sakura's voice
quivered as she looked into the blue eyes that she loved so much.
" this is our last day together."
Aki sighed and replied,
"no Sakura-chan. I promise I will come find you!"
Sakura's emerald eyes wavered with sadness yet with a tiny light of hope.
"Demo. Aki it's too dangerous! Anyone that rebels against the emperor.." Sakura couldn't utter
the next words as tears started to well in her eyes.
Aki held Sakura's hand and slipped a small jade pendant into her hand. Sakura looked at it and
clutched it tightly.
Aki held Sakura's waist and lifted up her chin.
"I love you Sakura Kinomoto." These were the last words before Aki gave Sakura a gentle kiss.
End flashback
Sakura sighed as she stood on the carved stone bridge gazing at the water. She held the jade pendant tightly as she thought,
'Aki. where are you? I miss you so much..' Sakura had been drafted because of her beauty. Every 5 years, the emperor drafted women that passed a test of beauty and arts made by his advisors and were made to serve him in his imperial palace. Hundreds of women were usually picked, and many would never even see the emperor in their lifetime. They were also locked in the palace the rest of their lives. Although this was an advantage to some people, because they were poor and now were provided with food and shelter, others like Sakura would never be able to see their loved ones again. A sudden cold voice cut through her thoughts.
"WHO'S THERE?"
Syaoran POV
Syaoran's mind was stressed from the political affairs and laid in his bed wide awake. His father had died and he had to take the responsibilities of emperor since he was 16. He was cruel and unwavering in his decisions. He also was cruel to women and only used them as 'playthings' and disposed of them when they were useless. Perhaps he was hated and feared by many people but he kept his kingdom strict and orderly.
Syaoran sighed in frustration. It was no use trying to fall asleep. Syaoran got up and decided to take a walk in the garden. His favorite place was the stone bridge at night. He saw a slim shadow on the bridge. Curious, he neared the bridge.
She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. It seemed that he was in a dream rather than reality. She wore a plain, flowing, white silk robe that gently danced in the warm summer night's breeze. Her long hair flowed a little past her waist, and the silver moonlight created a soft, white, halo around her.
For a few moments he couldn't speak, and only admired her beauty. Finally finding his voice,
"WHO'S THERE?"
The figure instantly turned and met Syaoran's eyes for only about a second before turning and running away as quickly as she could.
From what Syaoran could make out in the dark, he could only see and remember her sad emerald green eyes.
"wait!" Syaoran yelled. But the figure didn't look back and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Syaoran sighed and walked back to his room. Finally feeling drowsy, he fell into a deep sleep dreaming of a beautiful angel with emerald green eyes.
AN: sooooooo? How was it? Tell me what you think! Comments? Questions? Loved it hate it? Should I continue or not? *Will update asap if I get over 10 reviews!* wahaha is it gonna be S+S???