Hello! Back for another chapter of "She is Mine." Some of you are wondering about the title and plot. I will explain what happened. There is another story called, "She's Mine" and the author discontinued it. I decided to finish the story for him since I was angry that the story won't be finished. I'd like to say that I wouldn't even be typing this story if the author continued writing. And the title will play a part later in my story just to keep my audience happy.
Enjoy, and yes; your reviews encouraged me to update sooner.
Fear
Sakura's POV
Syaoran dismissed Sakura after they escaped the queen.
'Glad he dismissed me; I thought I would've died if I was with him for another minute. Time to go see Tomoyo! I'm bored and have something to ask her.'
Sakura walked exhaustedly to Tomoyo's room, surprising herself at how quickly she memorized this royal maze.
knock knock
"You'd better get out quick before Syaoran sees you here; someone is knocking at the door," a girl voice whispered to the other person in the room.
"I know; I'll hide in here. You're closet is so big; don't worry they won't find me here," answered the other person whose voice was masculine.
'What are they doing?'
"You idiot, don't step on the dresses I made Sakura."
Sakura sweat-dropped. 'I can tell that's Tomoyo, but who is the other person?'
"Don't put it on this chair next time," and a crash was heard after that.
"You stumbling idiot, how'd I ever choose to marry you?" Tomoyo asked.
Sakura burst a laugh out. 'Ok, now I know it is Eriol.'
"Because you love me?" he asked.
Tomoyo sighed, gave up, and opened the door.
"Oh good, it's just you Sakura. Eriol was stirring up trouble again, nothing else to say."
Sakura laughed, "No problem Tomoyo. What were you guys doing anyway?"
Eriol emerged from the door with an expression showing he was in pain.
"Tomoyo made me wear this dress while she was putting the finishing touches."
"It's not my fault that you're horrible at wearing dresses."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
'Wow, that dress is gorgeous.'
Sakura stared at the godly dress that would put a princess to shame. An extravagant combination of emerald green and ruby red, short sleeves but not too short, falls below the knees without covering the feet or touching the floor, and a pink strap that complements the rest of the dress in the most beautiful way. All of it was pure silk.
"Wow, Tomoyo…it's…beautiful. Who is it for?" Sakura asked sadly.
"You'll see!" Tomoyo answered with her sly smile.
'That smile…is trouble. I haven't known Tomoyo that long, but I know her well enough to know that she's up to no good.'
"Well, it was nice talking to you two, but I got to go." Sakura said almost scared of what was going to happen.
"Wait, Sakura. Why did you come here?" Tomoyo questioned.
Sakura stopped to remember and told her, "I needed to ask you about a few things."
"Well, I'll take that as my cue to leave," Eriol commented and departed with his normal clothes back on.
'Wow, he can get changed quick…probably experience from being with Tomoyo.'
"Well, sit down with me; I still need to strengthen a few straps on the dress."
"Yes ma'am. I have something to ask you about Syaoran."
"Yes? Go ahead."
"During breakfast, something happened that made all the other slaves drop what they were doing and stare at Syaoran and I. And I just want to know what happened."
"Well, what happened?"
"Well, I set all his breakfast down and went to retrieve mine when I felt something at my back. I turned to find Syaoran very close to me. After a few moments, he looked to the table where his breakfast was and muttered 'Thank you.'"
Tomoyo almost ripped the shoulder strap on the dress.
"Excuse me, what did he say?" Tomoyo asked, nearly frozen.
"Um, 'Thank you.'"
Sakura could tell Tomoyo was about to faint. She had dropped the needle and dress already. Tomoyo sat there frozen for an actual minute, seemingly trying to process what Sakura just said.
"Tomoyo, are you ok?"
"…huh? Oh yes, I am."
Sakura laughed and repeated, "The slaves had the same effect. What's so strange about a 'thank you?'"
"Nothing, except, Syaoran has never said 'thank you' to anyone, I don't even think he has said 'thank you' to his mother even. He didn't even say 'thank you' to his past personal slave for as far as I can tell."
Sakura was a bit awe-struck by this.
"Never?"
"Yep, I guess he is too afraid to show any vulnerability, so compassion wasn't something in him…but wait, ooooooooo, he said it to you! This is so…KAWAII."
Sakura sweat-dropped.
"What are you thinking of Tomoyo?"
"hmmm…nothing," was her reply.
'Damn, that's not good…she has her evil smile back.'
"Well Sakura, I really have to finish this dress. If you'd like, you can come back after dinner."
"Sure."
Sakura bowed and left the room.
"So kawaii."
Syaoran's POV
"Yes, I think combining our army forces to silence this enemy is a splendid idea, Prince," a captain among captains seated at the table, told Syaoran.
Syaoran seemed a bit distracted and wasn't trying to hide it at all. The captains just thought he was pondering the topic when his mind was actually somewhere else.
'I wonder what Sakura is doing. I haven't seen her since morning, and it's nearly dinner,' Syaoran thought slightly missing her even though of what happened this morning.
"Prince?"
"…Hm?"
"We were thinking if you agree with our idea? If you do then I'm sure that the queen would allow it carried out."
Syaoran slightly embarrassed stated, "Yes, I do, but make sure you go over this plan with the queen carefully; she surprises me at how much a plan can go wrong."
"Yes sir!"
"Ok now," Syaoran stood up, "DISMISSED!"
"YES SIR!" They shouted simultaneously.
'That meeting was extremely dull and boring this time; and because of that slave, I couldn't concentrate at all!'
'Maybe I should go find her and force her to do some work.'
Syaoran searched throughout the whole castle with no sign of Sakura. He was about to go outside when he heard some singing. The singing DID lead outside to the queen's garden.
'That voice…I'm sure it's the slave's voice. Damn, how can a slave have such a beautiful voice?'
Syaoran looked through half of the garden following the voice. He was led to the cherry blossoms.
'Figures…'
He found her finally, sitting against the biggest cherry blossom tree. And as soon as he saw her face, his previous intention of making her work hard and torturing her disappeared quicker than he could blink. He stared at the beautiful face, wet with tears.
'I'll sneak up on her and maybe find a reason to why she's crying.'
There was a rare sight. A prince…no, THE PRINCE SYAORAN, was tiptoeing toward the poor slave. As he got closer, he saw that she fell asleep which would explain why the singing stopped. But she was still crying.
"Dad…Touya…no, don't let them take me, please…" She cried out, amazingly still asleep.
Sakura's POV
"How much do you want for her," an old, raspy voice asked.
"She's yours free…just find her a good home," Sakura heard the other voice whom she would always remember as her father's caring voice.
"SHE'S FREE! YOU'RE SELLING MY SISTER FOR FREE! NO, I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS ANYMORE!" Sakura heard the third voice scream at the top of his lungs. She knew it was her brother Touya and was happy for once with his protectiveness.
"Ok, I will promise to find her a good home where she will be taken care of. But she will be considered a slave from now on."
"I know, just make sure she is taken care of, that's all I ask for."
"Hmph," Touya agreed, not fully satisfied but not arguing anymore.
"Don't worry; I'm a man of my word!"
Sakura finally found her voice, but her hands and legs being tied, she couldn't make a run for it.
"DAD I DON'T WANT TO GO, PLEASE!" Sakura cried, no longer holding her tears.
"PLEASE, I'LL WORK FOR MY OWN FOOD AND SLEEP OUTSIDE, JUST PLEASE DON'T LET HIM TAKE ME AWAY!"
Everyone could tell Fujitaka didn't like giving his own daughter away, but he knew it was the best for her. Touya and he can work to 'barely' stay alive, but Sakura was helpless without them, and he wasn't afraid to admit it. He hated the fact that he may never see her again, but as long as she will be safe and cared for, nothing else mattered to him.
Fujitaka turned and walked back into the house with Touya following, still saddened by what they've done. The man approached Sakura with eyes of pity and sadness. He blindfolded her and put her into a dark carriage that was locked.
"DAD…TOUYA…NO, DON'T LET THEM TAKE ME, PLEASE!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. She was all alone, in complete darkness…crying. Suddenly, she felt warm, and the worry was taken away almost instantly. She was happy as if she never left her family again.
Suddenly, Sakura jerked awake. She felt arms around her waist, and she was leaning against someone and not the tree she remembered before. She stared up at whom she was leaning on and almost melted at the sight. She looked right into the dark, heated amber eyes of her master. She saw a hint of worry in his eyes which surprised her, but she was glad; the reason she felt so good was because he was holding her.
"Are you ok?" he asked.
She sat there for a minute without saying anything. Then she got up on her knees, turned around, and hugged him. Crying on his shoulders, "yes…yes I am, sir…"
Syaoran's POV
Syaoran's worry increased, but his heart melted with the hug she gave him. He was blushing a bit but loved the feeling she gave him.
"Call me Syaoran."
Her hold on him strengthened, and with that, he also gave her a stronger hold.
'She's has been through so much. I will take care of you now…Sakura…and no one will ever take you away again. This is your home now, and I won't let anyone take you again.'
"Thank you, Syaoran…"
Syaoran never wanted to let go of her…'She is mine.'
Hope you liked the chapter, I took my time writing it "just for you all" laughs. I will probably try and make a longer chapter next I hope. The more reviews I get, the sooner I'll update…promise. Love yall!