Hello. How nice of you to review for me, ShowCharms. Thank you very much. Although it's only one review, I feel very happy. So to show my gratitude, I'm going to dedicate this chapter to you. ^^ . I actually wrote this story for someone I care for very much but this is for you. Sorry for the little changes. I got a little mess up with the title.

I forgot the disclaimer last chapter. I don't own CCS (How I wish I did especially Yue, Syaoran and Sakura.)

To SnowCharms, who posted this story's first review.

Dance in the Wind chapter 2

The Stranger Who Dance

Syaoran POV

I'm here in the Kinomoto's kingdom. I sighed heavily before entering a big door with a sign on the top: Ryu Academy of All Arts. Ryu means dragon in Japanese. To me, I prefer calling Uncle Ryu as Uncle Loong. I sighed again as my legs reluctantly walk in the building.

Flashback

"Why must I learn it in a village when I can have it here in the palace??!" I growled at my mom.

She had asked me to go to Uncle Loong's Academy of All Arts to learn how to play the piano. You can learn everything there. Anything that is connected to arts. Dancing, singing, martial arts, you name it, he knows it. I had objected the plan ever since my mom started to mention it and it was hold until now. I was just about to forget about it and she mention it again!

"It's for your own good. You should go and see the world outside the palace. It would be useful for you to now how the villagers feel before you rule our own kingdom, my prince," She said with a flat tone. It was so determined; I guess I can't pull it off this time.

"Can't I have it in my own kingdom? Must I go to the Kinomoto's kingdom? I know they are our neighbour but we hardly know each other. It has been almost 3 years we've met them ever since the queen died."

"I have my plans. Loong is way more professional than any of the arts academy around in our kingdom. Anyway, I know there is a princess in the neighboring kingdom. You should go and see her. Think of it."

I know what she is thinking. My marriage. But I'm only 7! She surely thinks so much ahead. I sighed and dragged my legs to the balcony of my room when my mother left. I guess I better pack. I was to go to Uncle's place the day after tomorrow. It'll be quite awhile until I will return to my own kingdom, I gazed at my bed, petting the blanket straight.

End of Flashback

Oh well. I'm here. I guess it's better to learn something rather than sitting here doing nothing.

Normal POV

"Welcome my nephew, to my arts academy. I hope it is comfortable enough for you to treat this as your home. Your mother said you will be here for awhile," an almost forty man greet the prince, disguise as a commoner.

The amber eyed boy mumble something inaudible and sighed. He respects his uncle very much. His uncle was the most powerful man in the Li kingdom, after his mother. He was to take over his mother's place if she went out. However, he chose to open an academy in the Kinomoto kingdom and spend his lifetime there. When Syaoran asked why, he said he was tired and wanted to lead a peaceful life. His mother let his brother do what he want and provide him with things he need for the academy.

"What did you say?" His uncle was curious to know what his nephew mumbled.

"I would make myself comfortable. Don't you worry, uncle."

"Well, I hope you would and also like you to know that arts aren't that bad. It's fun and has a lot of meanings to everyone. Especially music." smiled the man putting a hand on his nephew's shoulder. Syaoran relaxes and smiled a little as he felt the comforting hand on his shoulder.

'I'll try my best to like it and to master it, mother. Don't you worry,' he said, deep in his heart.

"Master Ryu, there's someone looking for you," someone shouted nearby.

"There goes my call. I'm sorry I can't bring you to your room. Yumi, would mind to escort my nephew to his room?" Syaoran's uncle asked his apprentice. He nods in return and pulled the amber-eyed boy to his room.

"Thank you very much," the little wolf muttered when he reached his room. It's a big one but not as big as his room in the palace. It's beautifully furnished with a very comfortable sofa, a tea table and a grand piano, reflecting the sunlight coming in from the open door.

There are two more doors. He opened one of them to find a big bathroom filled with one bath tub that could fit two persons, a toilet bowl and a unique sink. There's another door connected to another room.

'Most probably connected to my room.'

He opened the door from the hall and found himself in a dimly lit bedroom. A king size bed sat in a corner, a dressing table with his comb and a huge mirror, a wardrobe filled with his shirts and pants. There's also a suit for formal occasion.

'Formal occasion? Like those ballroom dancing dinner? Must I attend them with uncle?' The boy wondered.

He slumped himself on the bed, looking at the carving on the ceiling. There's the carving of all of the arts. A carving of a piano player performing on a stage, dancers dancing gracefully, peoples using martial arts to defend their selves and a group of child drawing the scenery of nature and so many more. It looked so real that Syaoran thought he was one of the listeners, listening to the piano playing. Slowly the music in his head drove him to sleep.

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The next day, he woke up to find a shirt and pants laid out for him on his room's dressing chair. A note fell out as he picked up his shirt.

'Syaoran,

I'm teaching the whole day so I will not be with you today. Your class begins tomorrow at 9 o'clock with me in the music room. As for today, you can go for a little tour around the academy or in the village. It's up to you. You can also practice a little for your lesson tomorrow. Use the piano in your room. I was noted that you have learnt the basic in the palace before you came. I will not join you for lunch but I will eat with you during dinner. Have a nice day.

Uncle Loong.'

He dressed quickly and went to his hall. A plate of cookies, a loaf of bread and a saucer of strawberry jam was on his tea table. There is also a jug of milk. He stuff two cookies in his mouth and drank a gulp on milk poured into a glass. He cut himself a slice of bread and put it in his pocket and went out.

'Where should I go first?'

As he closed his little house's door, he turned to his right and walked along the corridors of rooms with little windows at the door for people to look in. The first room was labeled 'Music Room'. A grand piano, similar to the one in his room was the only thing in this room. There was no one in the room. Syaoran walked on.

He passed a lot of rooms. Some look more like halls than room. Those are used for dancing and aerobics stuff. He turned into a small lane and found himself in a large field divided into a few section. There's an archery field and a riding field. He looked over to the stables and continued his little tour.

'Seems like there's not only arts. There's a basketball court and a football field.' The boy smiled and continued walking.

Soon, he came to a narrow walkway. He continued walking until the corridor slowly widens. There's no room here but there's music from the piano coming nearby. He quickens his pace until he came to the end of the corridor. There's a big door carved with graceful dancing women and the window was closed by a sky blue curtain. The window's platform was decorated with a pair of pink ballet shoes.

Syaoran was very curious to find out what is inside and why must the curtain be closed so tightly while the other rooms are open for everyone. He gently tugged at the window and found that it was not tightly locked. He climbed up the platform quietly. Once he's up, he slowly closed the window and pulled the curtain back a little for him to see what is in the room. The place in the window was more than enough for him to sit there comfortably while he watches.

It's a big room with a grand piano and wooden floor for dancing. Syaoran saw his uncle playing the piano while a little girl, no more than 7, dancing according to the music. She looked so gentle and moved so gracefully. Syaoran was stunned by her beauty and her emerald eyes. He sat at the window side, watching the girl dance.

If anyone passes the corridor, they would have seen Syaoran sitting at the window sill, looking in but the room is located in such a hidden place, Syaoran was sure no one would know how to come. He watches the girl dance until the class end. When the both of them went out of the room, Syaoran quickly slipped into the room before they pass the window. The room was very dark as his uncle had switch off the lights.

The amber eyes sparkle in darkness while he slowly found his way to the light switches. Confident that no one was around, he turn on a light. The room was indeed magnificent. The wooden floor shines as if they were polished everyday yet not slippery. A sleek black bar attached to the wall for dancing. He had seen his sisters dancing by placing their hand on the bar and bending their knees with their other hand rises and drop as their instructor teach them. It's a dance they called ballet.

As he continues exploring the room, he found a little place very well hidden. People in the room could not see this place but he could see everything happening in the room. Syaoran decided to come earlier next time to hide there and watch the girl.

The girl…

'Who is that girl? Must be from some rich family to have private lessons… She looks sad.'

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I think that's it for this chapter. Hope you like it. Please read and review. Onegai!! Critics are accepted but please don't be too mean. ^^

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