The Six Slippers
Konnichiwa, minna-san! I've
had this hanging around for, oh, about 2 months, and I just found it (pathetic,
ne? Don't answer that…-_-() ) Anyway, un-posted fics get on my nerves (I feel
like I have to post them, or else…) so up it goes! Oh, and it's a sort
of parody of one of my all time fav. fairy tales, so if it looks familiar,
that's why. Enjoy! (R&R!!) ^_^
DISCLAIMER: I don't own
this original fairy tale, or CCS. So don't sue me, K? ^_^
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King Fujitaka was stressed.
Every night now, for the past month, his daughters had needed new shoes. To
most people, you would think that shoes for royalty would be no biggie, but
Fujitaka's daughters demanded the best type of shoes for their dainty little
feet.
These were no ordinary
shoes, either. No, they were the girls' dancing shoes. Fujitaka was not only
stressed, but puzzled, too. How could they ruin brand new dancing shoes in one
night? It's not like they went anywhere. He had made sure that they were
heavily guarded, and no one went in or out of their room.
He sighed. Just last week
he had issued a decree: anyone who could solve this mystery would be allowed to
have any princess for their wife. So far, many men, young and old, had come to
try to luck, but not one had been able to figure it out. Oh well, he
thought, maybe tomorrow… Fujitaka drifted off to sleep, praying that
tomorrow his daughters' shoes would be in perfect condition, and that he
wouldn't have to worry anymore.
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It was a beautiful day, not
a cloud in the sky, and birds were chirping peacefully in their trees. Syaoran
smiled. It had been a long trip, but soon he would be home.
He had been away at war for
two years, and was looking forward to coming back to his hometown. He heard the
rush of a bubbling brook, and turned off the path to see if he could find it.
His sense of direction was superb, and he quickly found the brook and began
drinking from its cool, shallow depths.
"Why hello there, Li
Syaoran," a voice said behind him.
Startled, he whirled
around, coming face-to-face with an old, bent woman.
"H-how do you know my
name?" he asked incredulously.
She smiled.
"My dear, I know a lot more
than most people think. My name is Mira, and I am a sorceress."
He stared.
"A sorceress? Here?"
"Hai," she sat down on a
fallen tree limb, "and I was wondering if you had anything for a poor, tired
woman like me to eat?"
Syaoran quickly remembered
his manners, bowed, then picked up his small sack and began searching for some
food. His search was rewarded with three small apples, and a few slices of
bread.
"I know it's not much,
but," he bent over to wash the apples in the stream before handing them, along
with the bread, to her, "they couldn't afford food for all the soldiers in my
regiment. A farmer donated this to us. I hope you like it."
Mira took the food smiling.
"Thank you, Syaoran-san,
you are very kind."
He smiled in return, then
stretched out on the grass, yawning.
As she finished the small
meal, she rose to leave.
"Domo arigatou, Syaoran-san.
I appreciated it very much. As a thank you, I'd like you to take this," she
reached into a pouch he hadn't noticed before, and drew out a long silvery
cloak. He gaped in awe.
"I-is that what I think it
is?"
"Hai," she giggled a bit at
his reaction, "It's an invisibility cloak, made by my father, years and years
ago."
He stared.
"And you want me to
have it?"
"Hai," Mira handed it to
him, "It will help you on your quest."
"My quest?" he took the
cloak absentmindedly. "What quest? I just want to get home, that's all."
She continued to smile.
"You will know in time,
Syaoran-san, in time. Arigatou again, and farewell," she walked off into the
thick brush on the other side of the stream, and was soon out of sight.
Syaoran, still holding the
cloak, watched her go, puzzled. Why had she given him such a valuable item?
He'd heard before about these things; they were extremely rare and very costly.
After a while, though, the sun became hotter and he knew he must be on his way,
so he folded the cloak and laid it gently in his sack before heading back home.
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AN-
So, how was it? We're
studying fairy tales now in English, and I'm guessing that's where I got the
idea from (in case you can't tell, I have a very bad memory; I can't even
remember 2 months back…*sigh*). You can R&R, if you want, but you don't
have to. Hmmm…maybe I shouldn't have posted it, after all. Now I have, let's
see…*counting on fingers*…7 FIPs!! (fics in progress) PLUS the
GundamWing one that I haven't finished yet!!! *sigh* Note to all other authors
out there: It is NOT wise to have more than 3 fics at a time. Hoe…-_-()
Trmpetplaya1 (trmpetgrl1@icqmail.com)
S+S4eva!!!!!!!!!!!!^_^
