Chapter 1 - Dominated

"Please do be careful, Princess Sakura." A timid girl called out from the bottom of the tree.

"Hai! I will be fine, Tomoyo." A twenty-four years old slender figured girl called from the top of an eleven ft tall apple tree. An outstretched arm was just inches away from a frightened tabby placed at the nook of an outward branch.

Several servants had already begun to gather as spectacles around the old gnarly tree and watched with big round eyes at their beloved princess.

Fully unaware of her current audience, the girl continued her soon-to-be accomplished task. She shifted her left foot tentatively onto a thin but supportable branch before pulling her aching right leg from the uncomfortable position it was in originally. However this had not gone unnoticed, her overly fluffy pink autumn dress argued aggressively with an awkward bark but finally came to an agreement when a loud rip echoed throughout the courtyard. Sakura blinked at the sound and looked down sheepishly at her torn dress and then at her childhood friend, Tomoyo. The rip had run deep from her right thigh exposing her sun-shy skin.

"Gomen, Tomo. Looks like you'll have to mend my dress again." Sakura called down in a playful tone.

Taking a shaky breath, Sakura elevated herself enough to grab out at the tabby. With a screeching hiss he was in the arms of the princess.

"Gomen, Kiro." Sakura said softly to her kitty as she jumped off the tree without a regard. "But it's partly your fault for getting yourself into these kinds of situations."

"Ouch!" Sakura exclaimed when she landed on her left ankle.

A chorus of light gasps quickly followed.

"Are you alright, princess?" An elderly man slowly emerged from the crowd. His supporting cane dug heavily into the ground several feet from Sakura.

"I'm okay, Ryun." Sakura winced at her already swollen ankle. "It's probably just a light sprain."

- Meanwhile -

"Your majesty, all perimeters are sealed and ready." A soldier bowed before his king.

"Good, we go in, now." A dark figure looked over the Kinomoto Kingdom. It was soon to be his.

…

Urgent footsteps echoed through the halls as a panting soldier sprinted his way towards the courtyard.

"Princess, Princess!"

Sakura looked up from her aching ankle and concentrated upon the current panting soldier's urgent face.

"What is it?" She inquired softly.

"We are under attack!"

- Two days later -

Sakura winced and stared down at her left ankle. It had gotten worse from when the day she had jumped off from the old apple tree. Looking around she spotted several servants groaning in their sleep. They had suffered and endured more torture than she. She had passed out from a blow in the head and she had just woken up finding herself in the dungeon with the rest of her servants and loved ones. She had no idea where Ryun or Tomoyo were. The last thing she remembered was following Ryun before blacking out. Tears prickled at her eyes and threatened to spill but she swallowed hard and refused to show her vulnerability to anyone.

The cold cell was not built for comfort and the lack of food in her stomach for the past two days had shown. Rubbing her swollen ankle Sakura turned her ears to the direction of footsteps coming down the stairs.

Emerging from the shadows a tall and slender male walked with his head held high. His dark chocolate hair lightly scattered about giving him a childish but dangerous look. He was followed by two soldiers that followed stiffly behind. He regarded his prisoners with a brief glance before shifting to the next year. His searching dark eyes seemed to be looking for someone until they laid eyes on her. Then she knew he had been looking for her.

He tilted his head at his soldiers and immediately they opened the cell and reached for Sakura.

"Who are you?" Sakura's voice was crisp and demanding as it rang through the dungeon. Several prisoners awoke at this familiar voice.

Her question was left unanswered as she was dragged out of the dungeon. She didn't know where she was being lead to though she had lived within the castle all her life.

The absence of the two supporting soldiers disappeared and Sakura dropped onto the ground effortlessly.

The man was obvious of some power for he had the soldiers under his control with such ease. She regarded the presence in front of her. His back was broad and lean as were his slender arms and legs. His shaggy looking hair seemed to be untamable. They were left naturally guarding his head. They were a deep dark chocolate color that matched his sun-kissed skin. Sakura hadn't a chance to look at the face for he was turned away from her.

"You," A deep voice emerged from the tall figure, "must be Princess Sakura."

Sakura didn't answer and stared at the back of the stranger with resentment. "Why are you here?" She ignored his question and asked boldly.

Li Syaoran's temper flashed for a split second before he regained his posture. 'Who does she think she is? What position is she in to question me?!' He, a young man of only 28 had taken over 13 kingdoms in the past 5 years and beaten his father's record, and earned himself the title of 'the feared emperor.'

He had left this kingdom alone until this day was that he had taken pity for the fact that the kingdom lacked a king and would be easily defeated. It was no threat to him. He had simply gotten bored and decided to attack spontaneously, and now a spoilt Princess was questioning him shamelessly.

Syaoran slowly turned to face the tiny pile on the floor. He stared down at the pathetic emerald-eyed princess. He looked into her green eyes and held her glare. He walked towards her slowly and within two strides his long legs had taken him before her.

He slowly took in her appearance. She had light auburn hair that framed her face nicely. Her fair skin brought out her enchanting eyes. He bit back a laugh when he saw the huge tear in her all too fluffy dress. He raised an eyebrow when he noticed her trying unsuccessfully to cover her exposing thigh.

Finally, giving up Sakura growled inwardly and made an effort to stand up. Stumbling on her right ankle she managed to stand on her own and took a look at the figure in front of her that had ruined her life. At this exact moment did she realize how near he stood. He at a looming height of approximate 6ft 2 intimidated the 5 ft 6 Sakura. However she felt she didn't show it for she maintained eye contact with his beautiful amber eyes. They were captivating but also cold and empty.

"I feel sorry for you." Sakura said before she could stop herself.

"Oh?" Syaoran questioned slightly interested in knowing why. "Can you explain?"

Sakura tilted her head away from him. "Hmph. I don't have to explain myself to you."

Syaoran narrowed his eyes at the short infuriating princess that stood before him. She was angering him. 'How dare she make a comment and not explain herself.'

He had to admit she was fit for a princess. Her skin seemed frictionless smooth and now that he thinks about it he hasn't had a woman since his last conquered kingdom which was six months ago and this woman, girl was bringing his mood down. She had to be put to her place. He was now in charge. What rights did she have to insult him?

He took a step towards the girl. Sakura noticed this and looked up at Syaoran and gulped.

"I am here to discuss business with you." Sakura widened her eyes. "What will it take for you to leave my kingdom alone?"

Syaoran backed the tiny princess against the wall and looked down at her. "This kingdom is mine. What more do we have to discuss?" Syaoran said coldly.

"Then, why have you summoned me?" Sakura swallowed dreading the answer.

The corner of his mouth tipped upwards into a handsome but cruel smile making Sakura shudder.

"I'll show you." Syaoran said shortly.

Before Sakura could react he had closed any remaining distance between their bodies. His mouth touched hers softly at first but only because Sakura was taken by surprise. Noticing his mouth was over hers she struggled effortlessly against his wide chest. His arms caught hers easily and pinned them with one hand above her head as his other hand curved around her back pressing her closer to him.

Sakura's eyes widened as she stared at the man who was currently ravishing her body. Tears formed and began to prickle at her eyes and soon after slid down her smooth cheeks. Syaoran mercilessly attacked her soft white neck as his hand began to explore her body. He had found the opening of her torn dress. He could feel her soft skin beneath his hand. She would definitely do for the short time spent at this kingdom. He smirked to himself and he recaptured her lips forcing his tongue within her and assaulting her own. Her soft warm tongue was resisting his own dominating one however he would prevail for he was Li Syaoran, King of 13 now 14 kingdoms. He tore himself from the temptress in front of him.

"I hope you're ready." He said coolly regarding her through his dark chocolate bangs.

Sakura slowly met his piercing amber eyes. "Why are you doing this Li?"

"King Li, if you please." Syaoran corrected her harshly. "To answer your question, because I want you."

R & R

Comments are wanted. Storyline is still shaky. I've been encouraged by many comments. Though I haven't updated for more than a year.

-CC