Chapter 4

Disclaimer: I don't own Card Captor Sakura or any other anime, I seem to lack the talent to draw

He liked it there, where they both were hand in hand elbow to elbow decending at a slow flowing speed down to land. A feeling was surfaced within him when he was with her, nothing else seem to matter with her touch. He had momentarly forgotten the unknown that awaits him on the ground.

Sakura and Syaoran had their eyes closed about five minutes into the decend, the soft wind welcomed them with gentle arms. All that was left of the harsh dark winter that Syaoran had travled through to meet Sakura had disappered suddenly.

It was the middle of the first month, and all was calm and warm. Everything was in harmony just on this day. They did not know it was the Centorian elements celebrating that the two masters were together.

Something he never had experienced in his life was stirring in him heart. Something that was going to cause him many sleepless nights and hurtful experiences that he would have liked to never have.

The peace melody played through their ears.

Sakura was stunned, never had this happened before. She had a feeling that the melody had more to it than it seem. She had travled through out the other realms and when she came back the rain would clear, and the wind would sway; but this is different, the sky seem to be rejoycing at someting.

She wanted to take this as a good sigh, but it meant something about Li and she had come to like him as a really good friend.

She wasn't really sure she wants to give him to the war without preparing fully but there was no choice. Maybe after the story is said to his he might understand.

It was just a story but it was also important to the war. It was not her place to tell it to him. The centorian monks had that job.

They were nearing ground, and he really tried to settle himself but he felt as he was missing something major. Maybe it had to do with suddenly being pulled into a place where he had no idea how to rule. Or it maybe that it was in war and he doesn't know why.

He doesn't even know this place and yet he was going to lead it one day. He had only known about this place for four weeks yet it was calling to him.

Sakura had tried to get all the things about Centoria to his head in the last few weeks, an it helped he knew the cultures now and he knew the ways of the royal famliys but he doesn't know.

Everyone know how that is, you hear all about a place but you don't really know what it offeres what is it like. He doesn't even know his own father there.

Yet something was calling to him so strongly that he could not even try to think about backing out of this.

Syaoran opened his eyes when the wind was slowing down and he saw the land, it took his breath away.

There was countless faces below them and all were watching with hope and respect, he felt a small flush growing, he was still hand in hand with Sakrua and their bodies were centermeters apart.

There was a man on a high chair little ways from the crowd. His Amber eyes and his braided chestnut hair made him regonize him instantly.

It was his father.

He was watching his with a strong gaze, something akin to love and pride. A bit of anger welled up in Syaoran, this man who was his father did not even know him and he watching him like he knew him forever.

His faced stoned into a unemotional and uncaring facade.

Sakura and Syaoran landed onto the green grassy ground with no sound. In all directions they could feel eyes on them.

The two finely dressed teens unlocked their hands and slowly the green and pink mist faded away into nothing in the wind.

Syaoran was used to these prying eyes, he was a Li born noble and he was not going to be faltered because of eyes from the commeners.

Sakura smiled and looked at the King.

Syaoran knew what she meant, the two took of gracefully walking without a single stumble in the rockly path, born to be regle, mistakes or show of weakness was not exceptable in both familys no matter how the family views things.

The crowd made a arch for them parting like a water for a fish. The two remined silent as the swept switly up the steps that laid in frount of the Kings chair.

They could not see much in the crowd but they could now see the raising steps to the high chair that was guarded by two strong men.

Beside the King was Touya who had just arrived to see the crowd around the kindom square.

Weeks of Sakura's mental training worked, he wasn't nervous. Everything was clear and he was uncaring to the warm eyes of his 'father' it's as if a lid has closed over his anixiety.

Sakura beside him threw smiled to the crowd often, nodding at certain people she seemed to know.

A regle sounding intrument sounded from a distance behind the king's chair, the wispering crowd silenced slowly. The king stood up slowly as is movements pained him. Syaoran noticed with a slightly concered eye. This man was injured in some way and it was hurting him.

Even though the movements were slow, he rose gracefully up from his throne. The music dimmed to a small melody that played over the ears of the crowd.

Over the vallys a grave lay. Lined with marble and stones, many flowers surrouded the grave, small petals fluttered around the air as a age old hum began to pulse again.Weak was the pulse yetStrong was the power.

The large clearing was breathtaking, there was a large oak tree stood proud but bent oven the stone graves. This resting place was hidden far beyond the city and the castle. Far away from the battle grounds.

All over the space trees grow wildly only around the grave did white and red poppy's delicatly grow and surrond them like water. Rose bushes could be spotted here and there.

Not a single noise could be heard, as the energy continued to pulse warily as if afraid of something would go wrong if it beat too hard. Fortunaty nothing noticed, nothing was moving in the yard which stood so peacefully.

Underneath the ground though were buried two elegantly carved painted and embordered crystal jars. Inside was hidden ashes of the dead bodies.

My love for yours, my freedom for yours, my life for yours.

Everything was peaceful outside, it was a very honourary burial ground. It was for people who was leagendary and has left their mark upon Centorian history.

Dispite the fact that their were only two jars buried.

Everything was in disorder at this burial ground.

Great massess of white piled through the large garden in which the grave lay. A grave with two and one lay brimming with sorrow and love. It's long an undisturbed united sleep has been long.

Once again. They have stepped upon the living Centorian grounds.

"My son you have stepped upon your home land once again" his 'father's' voice still echoed in his ear though that was not what bothered him. It was the last two words of that short warm phrase the struck a wonder in him.

Once again

What does that mean, did he come to this place before? That wouldn't be possible, he was always with the Li clan and Sakura said that his mother went back to earth before he was born leaving his father because of the choice he made.

The choice that the land was more important than Yelan and all he wanted was him, his heir and successer. The one with his blood.

He shouldn't be blaming his father, after all Centoria didn't take people who abandon them lightly. It was said that they would hunt them down and behead them from the imformation Sakura had given him.

Of course Sakura had given him the more nicer explaination and reason but it did not make the reason any more striking ''Just in case the Centorian denfences might come down'' He hadn't given that much though before. It was a reasonable explination but now it just reminded him that he himself didn't know what the Centorian defences are next to the mountain.

He was being striked in the gut for many reasons since his 'friendly' meeting with his 'father' the 'king' and after the Sakura had been wisked away by a soldier saying something about her brother and the cheif commander.

He wasn't missing her or something..maybe just a little, or maybe alot that he really want to see her again and never really want to away from her until the end of time.

Whoa did that just sound as strange as it did to him as to you. It was strange, it was like she has a leash set upon him or something.

He had never told her of his immence marshal arts skill that including fifty different types of marshal arts.

Or has he told her the sudden ability he had learned to speak to trees.

He wants to impress her for some reason but he feels kind of intruding. From what she told him that she had trained all her life from the time she can stand, in magic.

He comes. It's just he was afraid maybe that Sakura might bea little bit bitter to him.

Not that she will of course he just saying..Syaoran paused in mid thought. 'What am I saying?'

The sudden realization that he was really here was weighing heavily on his chest. When he was with Sakura everything was a blur. The fact that he was really going to lead this demention one day was mearly a small worry. With her all was just to try him best to master his skills and control his powers.

Now that Sakura was near him, everything hit with a very hard landing right in the middle of him head. Now he was supporting two things.

His headache and the fact that this is infact not some fairy tale that he gotten wrapped up in.

The large never ending speech that his father had given to him(which he was sure was just assure to the people that this is his real son that was never seen in Centorian lands) was all about the dutys that he would give him after his retirement.

"...The war has wore me down my son and I fear the I am too old to lead this kindom, in due time I will have to step down and give you the crown. Forever sorry am I that I could have not brought you up in my land. I sincerly hope that you might grow to love this land as much I do. After all what kind of land would have a king that hates his own kindom.

I am glad you can have finally going us here in Centoria. Luck was on your side for the war has subdued a while for your arrivle. Gods are with us today.

I hope that you did not find any probloms along the way my son" Syaoran was silent during the whole speech, now that his 'father' had spoken to him he didn't really want to reply.

Seeing the expectant gaze from his 'father's' eyes he nodded and added smoothy.

"The journey here was uninterupted." He knew that many girls in the crowd had swooned when he spoke, he didn't care.

His 'father' looked pleased at his resonce as if he didn't know that he would respond before hand.

We have to pretend so much just to cover up the mistakes that we really make. He looked over at Sakura who was standing beside his the whole time and found her on the other side of the king like the man with blue eyes.

He wanted to think that she left his to face his father alone but he knew too much about court to blame even the smallest bit upon Sakura. Not that he wanted to at all I mean...yeah...that's...well...yeah.

After another long welcome home speech by his 'father' he finally was clued in on how the night was going to go.

"...In honour of you return my son, we shall have a ball on this night to celebrate your homecoming. All who wishes to come please ..."

A ball huh typical

To be truthful he was acutally looking forward to seeing Sakura in a dress. Unable to hold an burst of adoration in his chest when face passed through his thoughts.

Finally a burst of painful realization hit him.

He was falling for Sakura.

Night.

The moon shone dimmly and the weather seem to be finally displaying the coldness of winter and the castle windows are sealed shut. All throughout the castle heat charms burned upon the walls and heating upt the rooms.

Many people grummbled about winter and the brutalty of it. One person thougth looked thoughtfully out of a window in an enormous estate which was not walking distance from the castle. The estate was magestic and magical. Small embers of fire danced upon the ceiling above the persons head. The fire raged on around the room with plants wind and water curled up around the walls.

How is this possible you ask. Well when she gained full control over her power her sensei told her to create cards that harbor the elements and abilitys of her and make sure she was the only one that could use them.

It wasn't as if she couldn't just summon these elements but here she had created acutal beings that are alive and could help her when her energy finally gives up all it's spunk.

These cards took two years to make she made them when she was ten and finished them all when she was twelve. Many angons had tried to steal these cards, but it was no use the cards only worked for her.

Oh you figured out by now that this person is none other that Sakura kinomoto right?

There was two creatures that are created with these cards so if she is to ever die and these cards remain. The gardians of the cards would look after these 52 cards.

All the strong elements are hanging around her room right at this moment. They can't harm her she is part of them.

Still Sakura carried on watching the sky with a look of sadness on her face.

Turning back she watched the fire dance around the outer lining of her large room. It was sad that she was never here for long.

A small yellow bear sat reading a book as if knowing her distress he called out to his mistress in a cute voice that was kero's.

"The cards and I will be with you all the way." raising his head his black eyes looked into her emerald ones.

Sakura smiled and an ember danced through her eyes. Fire, Water, Wind, Earth. all assembled in her room. The most powerful forces are in one room looking at one pair of acient eyes. They trusted her and they respected her they loved her. She was their creator. And the war was not going to wear Sakura Kinomoto down.

Not if it cost her, her life.

Angonian Lands

The red hair stood out. The red hair put fear in everyone's minds. When ever a child was born with red hair as of now they were shaved and made sure never grew hair again. The king had to be the only one with red hair. But it wasn't always that way.

The land used to be just like Centoria. Until a man realised the demon that now us the being that is the king.

He was still a wealthy powerful king and he made sure everyone had enough to eat. He could even be called a good king, but even greater warlord. He was heatless. Literally, he trives on the hatred that goes on in the battle field and he lives of the blood of his enimys.

He has no heart, it was ripped out long ago in war. He has no consience it abandended him when the monster took over. He has no sympathy and has no limits. They were striped from his soul when then heart got ripped out.

He has no mercy.

He started wars and took land from other dementions. People call him the reincarnation of Timur.

After many battles, he set out for the most powerful and large demention of all Centoria. The land of magic. Where the strongest magicians and soccerers bred and learn. Where the food grows in large products. Where treasure is buried on every mountain. Where richest beyond the limitation of counting lies.

Where the untimate power lies

TBC...

Sorry this took long.

Let me point out something to you who are reading.

1. Sakura has no romantic feelings for Syaoran yet.

2. Syaoran is falling, not is in love yet.

3. Is you know who timur is great. If you don't even more great then you get to be actually in this mistery.

RR