Moonlit Rose
Summary: A prince, cold and dark, ruling a country happier than light. An orphan, cautious and feisty with a secret she doesn't even know herself. These two paths destined not to meet, but a rose changes it all.
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Chapter 7
Syaoran stood up and started walking away, but Sakura abruptly stood up and caught the sleeve of his shirt.
"Syaoran," he looked up, surprised. "If you ever need to cry, my shoulder is always open." He looked away and left.
"Syaoran... Syaoran..." her voice kept ringing in his ears. He shook his head in attempt to rid her voice.
He returned to his room and looked around. "Syaoran." Frustraded, he resorted to the last thing he could think of. Banging his head on his bed. The door creaked open and in stepped Wei.
"Li-sama," he started, voice annoyingly amused, "The Queen would like to have a word with you...ah, after you're done with this ritual of yours?"
Syaoran glared at him and said in a flat voice, "Get out."
Wei bowed, "As you wish."
Mother wants to see me?
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"My personal servant!? This is an outrage!" Syaoran stared at his mother, wondering if she was still sane.
She didn't even look up from the letters she had received from several farmers, a few peasants, and a bakery owner, "Yes, you're personal servant. That girl is doing nothing, but lazing around and throwing her out would ruin our name."
"I have Wei," he stated flatly.
"Wei cannot tend to your every need," she replied, still not looking up.
"Why not have her tend the pegases?" He asked, desperately.
Queen Yelan finally looked up and peered at her son, "Understand, Syaoran, you do not have a great reputation in this castle. After no reply from the servants in this castle, I took this offer to villages. Of course, when I offered this position, many, many young girls lined up. But, they were all just in for you."
Syaoran looked confused.
The Queen explained further, "I had Eriol make some truth potion, so when I interviewed the girls, I would give them a goblet of water and they would, unknowingly, drink it. I asked them all the same question, 'Why do you want to serve Prince Syaoran?'. They answered all the same, to get you to fall in love with them. I did not want that to happen to you."
Syaoran's face darkened, "And you chose this girl, why?"
"Are you questioning your mother?"
Syaoran glared at her, "I just want to know why, out of all the girls, you chose this one."
"Because she won't get you to fall in love with her."
Bam! Syaoran had slammed the desk and sent a few papers fluttering. "I. Will. Never. Fall. In. Love. With. That. Pathetic. Excuse. Of. A. Human. Being." Each word spit from his mouth was growled with such bitterness, Queen Yelan's eyebrows flew up.
She nodded, looking satisfied, "That's what I was hoping for."
Another growl erupted from Syaoran's throat and he whipped around, walking out.
"Syaoran!" His mother called.
He stopped.
"Remember, she's your servant and if she disobeys you, I'll take care of her personally."
He walked out.
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"Hoeee!" Sakura fell off her bed from the sudden news.
Chiharu's face was very sympathetic as she nodded, "Sorry, Sakura, for the sudden news. I found out last night, but I wanted you to have one more night of peaceful sleeping."
Sakura smiled weakly, "Thanks, Chiharu."
Chiharu's face turned serious very quickly, "Alright, Sakura. There are a few things you need to know about the prince. Though he's cold, he'll never actually hurt you. He'll threaten you though," She added with an afterthought."Listen to his orders. Do them without questions. Always be prompt. Never talk back." She went on and on, until Sakura inturrupted,
"How am I going to remember all this!?"
Chiharu beamed, "That's why you have me!"
"An' me!" In bounced a boy Sakura has never seen before. His black hair seemed to shine navy blue at times. Maybe the lights were playing tricks on her.
"The name's Takashi Yamakazi... call me Kazi. Yamakazi? Too formal. Heard 'bout your job. Personal slave for the almighty prince? How horrible. Woudn't bother him too much, if I were you. He talks to ravens an' wolves. Heard he could even summon ghosts," he said all in one breath.
Sakura's face went pale, "Ghosts!?"
"Yes," Takashi continued, "Once, I heard he summoned a dead girl who..." his story was cut off by the strangling of Chiharu.
She looked at Sakura, hands still around Takashi's throat, and apologized, "Sorry about that. Kazi likes to tell stories. Keeps half the staff awake."
Sakura nodded, still frightened.
"Alright, we must prepare you for this position, before the prince ring's for you," Chiharu said.
"Rings for me?"
"You're now a servant. Every master," Chiharu stopped at the look of Sakura's wincing face, "I'm sorry, I don't like the term 'master' either. But, he has a bell and he will tell you which combination is yours to answer."
Sakura sighed, "I already feel like a dog."
Chiharu laughed, "Don't worry. We'll help you." Then she looked out the window, "Oh dear!"
"What's wrong, Chiharu?" Sakura asked.
Chiharu threw her an apologetic look, "I have to go wash bedsheets. Kazi will help you with the rest."
Takashi straightened at the sound of his name, he had been dozing off, "Me? Sure."
After Chiharu left, Takashi looked at Sakura, "He won't be that frightening."
Sakura nodded, "I understand. How scary can he get anyway?"
Takashi's face turned ominous, "Very."
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The sun poked at the scarlet curtains of Syaoran's room, but could find no way of entering. He woke up and stretched. A figure was in front of his bed. He stared, it was that girl. What was she doing here? Right, she was his personal servant. Syaoran yawned, tired already.
Sakura had timidly stepped into the cold prince's room, after a hurried lesson by Takashi. She saw that he had already woken up. Curtsying, she murmured, "Good morning."
Syaoran felt himself blush for no apparant reason at all. Maybe it was her soft voice? "Where's my breakfast?"
Sakura jumped at his hard voice, "Breakfast?" The sun had barely rised and this prince already wanted to eat?
"Yes, breakfast. It's what you eat in the morning," he explained as if explaining to a stupid dog.
Sakura fired up at this tone of voice, "I know what breakfast is, your highness."
"Then where is it?"
"You barely woke up and you already want to eat? Is this what you do every morning, stuff yourself before dawn?"
Syaoran glared at her and actually raised a hand, waving, as if waving off the comment, "Your prince is hungry. Go fetch him his breakfast."
"Your servant. Understands." Sakura gritted out the three words beneath her teeth.
Syaoran smirked as Sakura left his room. After stretching a bit more, he got out of bed and went to get dressed for the day.
"Breakfast. It's what you eat in the mornings, as if I didn't know that beforehand," Sakura muttered bitterly as she looked for the room where breakfast was supposed to be picked up. Why weren't there ever directions in this maze?
As Sakura was looking for her destination, she saw servants talking to eachother. She immediately knew they were talking about her. After all, they weren't exactly hiding it. Everyone was staring at her and pointing.
Sakura sighed, Why was I appointed to this?
Walking furthur more, she saw a red-headed servant dusting the stairs and hurried up to her, "Excuse me, but could you tell me where I am supposed to get breakfast?"
Bright brown eyes stabbed her. She flinched. The girl opened her mouth, "You're the witch who's trying to steal Prince Li away from me."
Sakura was surprised, "Pardon?"
"You know perfectly well what I'm saying. Since I am a kind soul, the kitchen is down the hall and to the left." With that, the girl left.
Sakura stood stunned and tried to shake it off. Me? Steal the prince from who? I wouldn't even dream of it.
Finally, Sakura reached the kitchen. She entered and saw a tray standing ontop of a white granite counter. Servants were making breakfast, cleaning counter tops, cutting ingrediants, everything.
Sakura went to pick the breakfast tray up. The porridge that was there on the tray smelled incredibly delicious. As she was walking out, a foot appeared from nowhere and tripped her. Splash went the porridge, along with everything else in the tray. She fell the ground, covered in porridge.
Laughter filled her ears.
"You better clean that up!" Screeched a laughing voice.
Another laughing voice joined in, "With your tongue!" More cruel laughter rose from the room.
Sakura felt her body shaking with anger, as she got up, "What did I do to deserve this?" She asked herself.
Suddenly, the laughter stopped. Silence filled the room. Sakura looked up to see everyone bowing.
A strange, royal aura floated in. A beautiful amythest girl stood by the doorway, eyes flashing, "What is all the racket about?" Her soft voice was angry.
Mumbling, the servants didn't answer.
The raven-black haired girl walked into the kitchen, "I observed every event that had just happened. Never again do I want to see such ignorance for any of you. Back to work, all of you."
The servants immediately started their jobs again. Sakura was still sitting on the cold, tiled floor, looking confused.
A pale hand reached to help her stand.
Sakura looked into her lavender eyes, starting to say Thank You, but instead asked, "Why are you helping me? Who are you?"
The girl laughed. "My name is Tomoyo. I don't think you should be treated differently just because you are the servant of Syaoran."
Sakura looked surprised, this was the first time she had heard someone call Syaoran by his first name. "Beg of pardon, but may I please inquire... are you... in any relationship with the prince?"
Tomoyo's eyes widened, "Goodness, no! I am, as a matter of fact, well, I am..."
Sakura prompted, "Yes?"
Tomoyo blushed, "I am engaged with Eriol-sama."
Sakura giggled, "Your face is turning red."
"Well, yes. I supposed it is," Tomoyo giggled too. She quickly calmed down, "You are a fun girl to be around with. We should take a walk outside together one day."
Sakura bowed, "I look forward to it. Oh right, my name is Sakura Kinomoto."
Tomoyo raised a hand and held Sakura's to it, "Sakura. No need to be so formal. See you around."
She left and Sakura was left wondering how someone so beautiful could be so kind.
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"Congragulations. You have won the award of slowest girl yet," Sarcasm dripped from every word.
Sakura glared at his royal highness, "Thanks to you, I had porridge dripping from me. I doubt you would want your servant dripping porrdige in your room, am I right?"
"I would've punished you," Syaoran replied easily, as if discussing what color his hair was.
Sakura resisted the urge to roll her eyes. She set the tray on his bed and turned to leave.
"Feed me."
She turned around, "Excuse me?" She looked down at the lazy prince.
"Feed me," he repeated.
"You have two hands! Use them!" She retorted before she could stop herself.
Syaoran pulled her down so their faces were inches away from eachother. Sakura felt her face heat up.
"What are you?" He asked dangerously.
Sakura looked away.
"What are you?" He asked again, pulling her closer.
"Your servant," she spat.
Syaoran let go of her and replied cooly, "Good job. Now feed me."
Sakura sighed and started feeding the prince his porridge. After she was done, she asked, "Anything else, master?" She said master with much bitterness.
Syaoran got up and tossed her some clothes.
"Get dressed, we're going hunting."
"Hoe..."
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Hehehe, how do you like the edited chapter? I thought I made it cleared. Well, please review!
