Author's Note: Hello everyone! It is Yukimi-san, here to write a new story for you. My old username was 'Kinomoto Sakura', remember, and I wrote 'A Week With You'? I was so happy; I got over 200 reviews with my first fanfic here! *smile*
Let's hope this story gets that many as well, ne? It is an original fic, and an AU at that too. ^_^ And a prophecy-type story as well . . . y''know that kind . . .
Disclaimer: Hey, guess what? I just bought CCS from CLAMP because I'm the richest girl in the universe. ^^ Yes, I'm telling the truth, really truly. You can even go and look me up under a website if you want. It's called yamasakis-lies.com! Okay, so maybe I don't. Hey, a girl can dream, right?
Summary: (AU) In the peaceful county of Tlanth, ruled by the wise and good king, Kinomoto Fujitaka, all is at peace and well. But then, havoc strikes out when their power-hungry neighbor, the country of Helena, where the king, Li Xia Hu rules, demands that King Fujitaka give them the crown.
As war breaks out, everyone forgets about one promise, a promise since birth. The princess and prince were betrothed since the age of six, and now everyone has forgotten about it. What will happen when the two meet? Are they truly destined for each other? Only time can tell.
Have fun reading! I'm expecting at *least* ten reviews for this cha - well, prologue.
But hey, it's kind of like a chapter, isn't it? *thinks* Yeah, it is! Also, be aware, the prologue takes place hundreds of years before the timeline of the story. This is just like an introduction to the background of the story. ~ Yukimi
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Love's Own Light
By Yukimi
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[Prologue]
Tlanth - 122 b.d. (That many years before downfall . . . ok?)
It was the country of Tlanth, a beautiful and peaceful place where no blood was ever shed.
So much like its royal family, whose kindness surpassed any other land. Even though all this peace and tranquility, there was a legend, or a prophecy about this land. It was inscribed upon on the old palace, one that was not used anymore. And this is what is inscribed:
Blinded by peace and love
This land of harmony will forget
Of bloodshed and truest pain
But one day, oh, that one day
In the very distant future
Will be this land's own downfall
Two destined will rise beyond the pain
One in hiding, so far away
Yet so near, close at hand
The other forever waiting, waiting
Until that fateful day
That will shine, so ever brightly
The evanescent luminosity
Of love's own light
This was indeed a curiosity to all the townsfolk and village people who lived in Tlanth. What did it mean, that they were blinded by peace and love?
They certainly could see that it was a wondrous land, but they certainly were not blind. And how would this land protected by the magic, ever fall?
And last, but not least, who were these two, the one in hiding, and the other waiting?
They did not like to think of these such things, and went about their own business, just laughing it off when they heard some newcomer speaking of it. It was just an old wives' tale, they said, nothing important.
But they did not know how wrong they were, when that day came.
Their neighbors, the peaceful, talented land of Mayan, where the Daidouji's ruled, the power-hungry land of Helena, who only attacked other countries so far, and the mystical, magical land of Juliana, which gave off some of its magic to Tlanth, and also where the great magician Clow Reed ruled.
The royal family had always been the Kinomotos, there was no question about it. In the current day, it was the Kinomoto Ryushi, and his good queen, Kinomoto Shiora.
They had one daughter, Kinomoto Misaka, with the bright green eyes she inherited from her grandmother, since her mother had twinkling gray eyes.
Yes, the world was at peace, ne?
No problems, no troubles, everyone was happy, well fed, well clothed, and the earth was rich, good for planting.
The people in Tlanth were simple people, there were no armies, soldiers, since the Kinomotos did not believe that anyone would attack them, they had no enemies at all.
Not even the royal family was instructed in martial arts, whereas the Li kingdom, every single person, including the prince to the lowest slave, were all instructed in magic as well.
As for the Daidouji kingdom, they learned the arts, music, drawing, dancing, not war either.
But that one-day . . . that one-day was soon, oh, too soon to come, that would be Tlanth downfall.
And whether the other worlds survived, it was all in the hands of two young children.
One, with the greenest of eyes, and the other with a fiery sprit and heart.
To be continued . . .
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A/N: How did you like it? Was it good? Confusing? Short? Well, I know it was short. Reeeally short. Don't worry; you are in for looong chapters. I couldn't think of anything else. I hope it left some questions.
Like, 'What's up with the weird prophecy?' ^^ I know that it may seem a little odd now, but it'll all fit together later on. Yes, this is another one of those prophecy stories. Now that I think about it, there aren't *that* many, are there?
They are too hard to write . . . *sighs* Any more questions drifting around? Like, who are these weird Kinomotos? They were Sakura's millions of 'greats' grandparents. Or, most importantly, 'When are Syaoran and Sakura going to appear?' Next chapter, everyone! ^__^
[Tomoyo's Corner]
Tomoyo: Welcome to MY corner! Where anything and everything can happen! This time, it's a scene from CCS. Yep, one of those S+S moments.
If the dialogue or scene, (clothing, actions) is not exactly the same, don't blame Yukimi. It's not her fault that she only get to watch most of them once. :( She remodeled them as best as she could.
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(Camera zooms in on Sakura, dressed in her school uniform, rubbing her eyes and yawning. Syaoran is walking beside her, in a green sweater and pants, watching her seriously.)
Syaoran: (stays quiet for a minute) "Sakura . . . are you okay?
Sakura: (looks up) "Hai . . . why do you ask?"
Syaoran: (looks at his feet) "Because you've always been falling asleep in class, and yawning lately. There's dark rings under your eyes too . . ."
Sakura: (smiles softly) "That's because I spent most of these nights making something."
Syaoran: (questioning) "M-making something?"
Sakura: (stops, and turns to face Syaoran) "Yes, making something."
Syaoran stops as well, and turns to look at her.
Sakura: (takes out a hand-knit forest green scarf with a dark blue handkerchief on top, folded neatly) "It might not be the kind of scarves you're used to, Syaoran. It's my first attempt at knitting; I made this for you, to thank you for helping me the other day.
Syaoran: (pink tinting his cheeks) "N-nani . . ." (W-what . . .)
Sakura: (smiling shyly, staring at the ground)
(Flashback to the day on the swing sets. Sakura is swing slowly on a swing set, and Syaoran is looking softly at her. Slowly, tears are drifting down Sakura's eyes.)
Sakura: "I-I knew it couldn't be . . . (smiles though tears) but it just hurts so much . . ."
Syaoran: (looks away, a frustrated expression on his face) [AN: Cuz he can't tell her! ^^]
Sakura: "I-I don't know why I'm crying . . ." (tears continue coursing down her cheeks) "But it hurts so much . . . !"
Syaoran: (standing up, and Sakura keeps looking down at her feet) "Sakura . . ." (hands her a dark blue handkerchief)
Sakura: (turning head up slowly, tear-stained cheeks) "S-Syaoran-kun . . . a-arigatou . . ." (takes the handkerchief and wipes her eyes)
Syaoran: (hugs her gently) "Don't worry . . . one day, somebody will love you ask much as you love them . . . one day you will find him. And . . . he will be very lucky." [AN: Not exactly the same . . . sorry!]
Sakura: (crying into Syaoran's shirt) "A-a-arigatou, S-Syaoran-kun . . ."
Syaoran: (smiling softly over Sakura's hair)
(Flashback over, back to current time.)
Syaoran: (a dark red blush spreading across his face) "For . . . me . . . ?" (You here wind rustling in the background, his messy cinnamon-brown hair softly lifting and falling back down.)
Sakura smiles brightly at Syaoran, oblivious to his reaction.
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Tomoyo: Did you like that one? ^^ Sorry if it was really different . . . Yukimi had to do this from memory, you see. I LOVED this one . . . it kind of makes you dying to hear what happens next . . . but that's what invokes you to watch CCS! ^_- So evil, aren't I?
Until next time! A bientot! Till 'morrow, fair ladies and gentleman,
Yukimi.
Let's hope this story gets that many as well, ne? It is an original fic, and an AU at that too. ^_^ And a prophecy-type story as well . . . y''know that kind . . .
Disclaimer: Hey, guess what? I just bought CCS from CLAMP because I'm the richest girl in the universe. ^^ Yes, I'm telling the truth, really truly. You can even go and look me up under a website if you want. It's called yamasakis-lies.com! Okay, so maybe I don't. Hey, a girl can dream, right?
Summary: (AU) In the peaceful county of Tlanth, ruled by the wise and good king, Kinomoto Fujitaka, all is at peace and well. But then, havoc strikes out when their power-hungry neighbor, the country of Helena, where the king, Li Xia Hu rules, demands that King Fujitaka give them the crown.
As war breaks out, everyone forgets about one promise, a promise since birth. The princess and prince were betrothed since the age of six, and now everyone has forgotten about it. What will happen when the two meet? Are they truly destined for each other? Only time can tell.
Have fun reading! I'm expecting at *least* ten reviews for this cha - well, prologue.
But hey, it's kind of like a chapter, isn't it? *thinks* Yeah, it is! Also, be aware, the prologue takes place hundreds of years before the timeline of the story. This is just like an introduction to the background of the story. ~ Yukimi
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Love's Own Light
By Yukimi
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[Prologue]
Tlanth - 122 b.d. (That many years before downfall . . . ok?)
It was the country of Tlanth, a beautiful and peaceful place where no blood was ever shed.
So much like its royal family, whose kindness surpassed any other land. Even though all this peace and tranquility, there was a legend, or a prophecy about this land. It was inscribed upon on the old palace, one that was not used anymore. And this is what is inscribed:
Blinded by peace and love
This land of harmony will forget
Of bloodshed and truest pain
But one day, oh, that one day
In the very distant future
Will be this land's own downfall
Two destined will rise beyond the pain
One in hiding, so far away
Yet so near, close at hand
The other forever waiting, waiting
Until that fateful day
That will shine, so ever brightly
The evanescent luminosity
Of love's own light
This was indeed a curiosity to all the townsfolk and village people who lived in Tlanth. What did it mean, that they were blinded by peace and love?
They certainly could see that it was a wondrous land, but they certainly were not blind. And how would this land protected by the magic, ever fall?
And last, but not least, who were these two, the one in hiding, and the other waiting?
They did not like to think of these such things, and went about their own business, just laughing it off when they heard some newcomer speaking of it. It was just an old wives' tale, they said, nothing important.
But they did not know how wrong they were, when that day came.
Their neighbors, the peaceful, talented land of Mayan, where the Daidouji's ruled, the power-hungry land of Helena, who only attacked other countries so far, and the mystical, magical land of Juliana, which gave off some of its magic to Tlanth, and also where the great magician Clow Reed ruled.
The royal family had always been the Kinomotos, there was no question about it. In the current day, it was the Kinomoto Ryushi, and his good queen, Kinomoto Shiora.
They had one daughter, Kinomoto Misaka, with the bright green eyes she inherited from her grandmother, since her mother had twinkling gray eyes.
Yes, the world was at peace, ne?
No problems, no troubles, everyone was happy, well fed, well clothed, and the earth was rich, good for planting.
The people in Tlanth were simple people, there were no armies, soldiers, since the Kinomotos did not believe that anyone would attack them, they had no enemies at all.
Not even the royal family was instructed in martial arts, whereas the Li kingdom, every single person, including the prince to the lowest slave, were all instructed in magic as well.
As for the Daidouji kingdom, they learned the arts, music, drawing, dancing, not war either.
But that one-day . . . that one-day was soon, oh, too soon to come, that would be Tlanth downfall.
And whether the other worlds survived, it was all in the hands of two young children.
One, with the greenest of eyes, and the other with a fiery sprit and heart.
To be continued . . .
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A/N: How did you like it? Was it good? Confusing? Short? Well, I know it was short. Reeeally short. Don't worry; you are in for looong chapters. I couldn't think of anything else. I hope it left some questions.
Like, 'What's up with the weird prophecy?' ^^ I know that it may seem a little odd now, but it'll all fit together later on. Yes, this is another one of those prophecy stories. Now that I think about it, there aren't *that* many, are there?
They are too hard to write . . . *sighs* Any more questions drifting around? Like, who are these weird Kinomotos? They were Sakura's millions of 'greats' grandparents. Or, most importantly, 'When are Syaoran and Sakura going to appear?' Next chapter, everyone! ^__^
[Tomoyo's Corner]
Tomoyo: Welcome to MY corner! Where anything and everything can happen! This time, it's a scene from CCS. Yep, one of those S+S moments.
If the dialogue or scene, (clothing, actions) is not exactly the same, don't blame Yukimi. It's not her fault that she only get to watch most of them once. :( She remodeled them as best as she could.
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(Camera zooms in on Sakura, dressed in her school uniform, rubbing her eyes and yawning. Syaoran is walking beside her, in a green sweater and pants, watching her seriously.)
Syaoran: (stays quiet for a minute) "Sakura . . . are you okay?
Sakura: (looks up) "Hai . . . why do you ask?"
Syaoran: (looks at his feet) "Because you've always been falling asleep in class, and yawning lately. There's dark rings under your eyes too . . ."
Sakura: (smiles softly) "That's because I spent most of these nights making something."
Syaoran: (questioning) "M-making something?"
Sakura: (stops, and turns to face Syaoran) "Yes, making something."
Syaoran stops as well, and turns to look at her.
Sakura: (takes out a hand-knit forest green scarf with a dark blue handkerchief on top, folded neatly) "It might not be the kind of scarves you're used to, Syaoran. It's my first attempt at knitting; I made this for you, to thank you for helping me the other day.
Syaoran: (pink tinting his cheeks) "N-nani . . ." (W-what . . .)
Sakura: (smiling shyly, staring at the ground)
(Flashback to the day on the swing sets. Sakura is swing slowly on a swing set, and Syaoran is looking softly at her. Slowly, tears are drifting down Sakura's eyes.)
Sakura: "I-I knew it couldn't be . . . (smiles though tears) but it just hurts so much . . ."
Syaoran: (looks away, a frustrated expression on his face) [AN: Cuz he can't tell her! ^^]
Sakura: "I-I don't know why I'm crying . . ." (tears continue coursing down her cheeks) "But it hurts so much . . . !"
Syaoran: (standing up, and Sakura keeps looking down at her feet) "Sakura . . ." (hands her a dark blue handkerchief)
Sakura: (turning head up slowly, tear-stained cheeks) "S-Syaoran-kun . . . a-arigatou . . ." (takes the handkerchief and wipes her eyes)
Syaoran: (hugs her gently) "Don't worry . . . one day, somebody will love you ask much as you love them . . . one day you will find him. And . . . he will be very lucky." [AN: Not exactly the same . . . sorry!]
Sakura: (crying into Syaoran's shirt) "A-a-arigatou, S-Syaoran-kun . . ."
Syaoran: (smiling softly over Sakura's hair)
(Flashback over, back to current time.)
Syaoran: (a dark red blush spreading across his face) "For . . . me . . . ?" (You here wind rustling in the background, his messy cinnamon-brown hair softly lifting and falling back down.)
Sakura smiles brightly at Syaoran, oblivious to his reaction.
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Tomoyo: Did you like that one? ^^ Sorry if it was really different . . . Yukimi had to do this from memory, you see. I LOVED this one . . . it kind of makes you dying to hear what happens next . . . but that's what invokes you to watch CCS! ^_- So evil, aren't I?
Until next time! A bientot! Till 'morrow, fair ladies and gentleman,
Yukimi.
