Author's Notes:

1. This is my first fanfiction so please be nice.

2. This story will be told from changing perspectives.

3. Please R+R

Summary:

Abandoned by her parents at a very young age, Sakura trains to be an assassin. Her newest task- assassinate the Prince before he could ascend to the throne. However, certain obstacles stand in her way- her newfound family and her loved one… S+S

Killing My Heart

Chapter 1: Meet Me

Sakura's Perspective

The beams of sunlight shine through the gap in the thatched roof, illuminating my face. The morning. How I hated it so much! It always brought back the thought that today would be the day that everything turns on me. To simply this, another assassin comes and kills me.

Anyway, my name's Sakura. No surname. That was lost the day my parents carried me to the riverside and left me there- waiting for a stranger to pick me up and give me a new life. I don't remember much of what happened and everything I do remember, my teacher told it to me. Apparently, on the morning of July 13th, nineteen years ago, Yukito- who happens to be my teacher- found me waddling alongside the river. He told me that I was very close to the edge and I could have fallen in any minute. He continued to walk me waddle and, much to his surprise, I maintained perfect balance- very impressive for a one year old.

That's when he saw the skill in my, or so he says. He raised me and when I reached the age of twelve, he started training me. It wasn't something that I wanted to be, but I didn't have a word in it. I was an orphaned child and the only reason I'm alive was that he had taken care of me. He taught me martial arts, intellectual subjects and most importantly- drama. By the time I was fifteen, I was already something that I had never thought I'd become- an assassin, ready for her first murder.

The fact that I kill for a living still scares me, even now, but I've learnt to cope and live with it. Perhaps that's why I hate the morning so much. The morning always brought back my first killing scheme- something I'd wish I'd forget forever.

It was broad daylight and I carefully sneaked into a house- supposedly empty except for one resident- my victim. I carefully checked the house and, indeed, only one person was in the house- and he was sleeping comfortably.

Agilely I reached for the knife that was hidden under my dress and walked towards him. I raised my hand and quickly struck the knife through his heart- ignoring the screams that he was emitting.

That sound still echoes in my head, the look on his pained face is still imprinted in my mind. Despite that, I don't really seem to care anymore except that I'm always scared. Scared that someone might get me and steal my heart away.

I walked towards the hole in the wall and looked out. Other people were practicing their martial arts skills. Ever since I became a professional, as the other students called it, I was always excused from the tedious morning sessions. However, at night [when I am most vigilant], I have these practices- with one other person- a boy named Kaza. He was a rather queer person with his chestnut brown hair and eyes. In a way, he was like me. His parents abandoned him at a young age.

"Cherry. It's time for breakfast." That was Kaza's voice and Cherry was my codename. I threw a glance at the clock and mentally screamed. It was almost eight and I wasn't even dressed. Quickly, I put on a top and a pair of simple, baggy pants. I didn't really have time to neaten myself up, not that it mattered.

I proceeded down the stars, looking at the poor state of the walls. If I ever was to become anything like a lady- a position in society- I would make sure this house was rebuilt, but that'll never happen. Assassins are considered on a lower level than thieves are and that's extremely low. However, experienced assassins are really rich but they have to keep a low level in society so they don't get noticed. That's why I'm still in rags.

"Cherry. Hurry up!"

"Coming!" I quickened my pace and met Kaza in the main room- where everything was held; breakfast, lunch, dinner, meetings, acquaintances and the list goes on.

"Hi Kuki." That was Kaza's codename. There's this rule that when contacting each other, even if it was inside the assassins main house, one has to call another by their codename- just in case some of the rookies betrayed the house and spread the secret. Stupid… eh?

"You look cheerful, Cherry but," Kaza turned to look at the sundial. "You're running late, as usual."

"I know." I gave him one of my faces that I usually express when I do something stupid.

Breakfast continued as usual. Yukito told Kaza and I about the situations happening around the city. It was always the same. Kaza and I were both on the 'most wanted' list, more royalties were killed, the crown prince almost of age to ascend to the throne. It was always the same.

"Oh, Cherry. I have to tell you this. A rather tall man came by this morning, before you were awake, and asked for a assassin. He specified that the assassin had to be a girl, pretty, skilled, intelligent and intimidating. I thought that suited you really well." Yukito said, rather suddenly.

Great… another deal but it probably didn't pay enough- at least, not enough for me. "What for and the pay?"

"He didn't tell me who he wanted killed by he said that the pay would be high- around 30 000 unmps."

I swallowed my saliva. 30 000 unmps- that was worth a lot. Normal assassinations only paid 15 deuxmps which equaled half an unmp. I looked at Yukito in the eye. "Tell that person he's got my approval."

"Okay."

The Prince's Perspective

I sat at to the right of my mother- at the head of the table. It was eight in the morning and my mother was just finishing off her speech before the meal could begin. Sometimes, it's really boring being a royal- limited to the castle and surrounded by wealth. I'm not old enough to work on the documents that require signing, my mother does that, but in nine months time, that would become my job. That's when I would come of age- 21- for the throne.

"Now, my son, over the period of the next six months, many other people with status will be invited to our castle and you shall get acquainted with them. After these six months, you will tell me which want you want to be your future wife and the future queen of this nation."

I groaned. I did not want to get married, especially with such short notice. What did she expect me to do? It's not as if like anyone and even if I did get married to someone, it would probably be a close friend of mine- Tomoyo, but my mother has ruled her out of the list- for no apparent reason.

I turned and looked at the head of the defense forces. Everything about him seemed to be laughing at me, his hair, his eyes. How I hate that smirk.

~To be continued~

Author's Notes:

1. This chapter is short but it's an introduction kind-of-thing.

2. Please review.