I Want To Be You
Author's Notes: It's been a couple of months. As you know, I'm currently writing a rewrite of this story for Final Fantasy. But I wanted to progress with this story too. Expect story writing style changes.
Disclaimer: Don't own the anime or the characters, simply the story.
Summary: Sakura was a demon of the underworld who everyone believed should've been born an angel. She was sweet and bubbly, constantly rejecting the dark arts of her supposed birth nature. Syaoran was an angel from above with a tainted soul who tainted the fellow angels around him. Everyone believed he should've been born a demon. So when Sakura and Syaoran meet in the middle ground, Earth, they decide to switch. The only way possible for Sakura to be an angel and Syaoran to be a demon was a union that would bind them forever. Marriage. Love. Sex. Power
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.:Beginning:.
He was only half asleep when he rolled on his other side, his arm stretching forward and his fingers twitching and fumbling. They were searching for the warmth that was supposed to be next to him, the soft supple skin of the person he knows should be there. Still, all his fingers meet are the blatantly cold silk sheets.
That's what Syaroan wakes up to. It takes a while, but eventually he remembers that Sakura had only been with him in another dimension in which he was a ghost. The imagined warmth and touch of her skin had only been body memories. So Syaoran packs away the pain in the knowledge that she is so far away and gets ready for the bleak day.
Syaoran had always imagined that life would be better when he would become a demon. Everyone has always told him that's what they felt was destined for him. Finally, he has tried and although he has not switched as a full fledge demon, he was here in the Underworld as the Demon Prince. Still Syaoran is as ill fitted here as he was in The Above. Maybe it was because of the stark difference in his large white wings with the bleakness of the background. It was probably also because in the place of little to no light, he has attracted it all, calling attention to himself.
A type of attention as unwelcomed here as it was in The Above. Restrained disdain in the eyes of wanderers. So his life hasn't changed much because he still avoids seeing people. He looks at the walls in the midst of changing clothes where a scene of shadowed people plays out to be a slaughter. Wonderful.
Syaoran slips into the quiet halls of the castle and heads for the library. He thinks it would be a good time to do some research. However before he could even reach the halls of the library, a demonic servant panting heavily stopped him.
"My Lord, the Demon King is seeking you! You must hurry!"
Syaoran hid a scowl as he dresses in fancy robes that the demonic hunchback servant insists he wears. Maids with scales in place of the silky soft skin of his wife tie his robes together, despite his protests. He has always known demons were ugly, but he was a part of them now. He was part of this race consumed by sins, so much so that it even transforms them physically. He inwardly shudders, wondering if the demons that plague him will transform as well.
He was pretty much pushed into a dimly light room without word. Here, a long seemingly endless dark wooden table stretched across the room. At the other end was Touya, the Demon King with the blaze of a giant fire behind him. Seating in the middle on opposite sides of each other were Ruby Moon and Yue.
Touya leaned forward, his hands laced together and in front of his mouth. He stares at the Demon Prince through his bangs. The other man only glares back at him. The kid's got spunk. Still, the kid isn't his baby sister sitting on the opposite end of him. It isn't the smiling and teasing sister, but the strange angel she decided to marry.
The fire behind the Demon King ablaze higher, crackling as it nearly shoots to the high ceiling in that short second. The two other occupants of the table look away awkwardly, a little bit in fear that the high spark of the fire was due to the anger of their king.
"My sister is a foolish girl to be tricked by such a vile angel. She could've married a highly powerful demon rather than such a disgusting being." Touya spats.
"Your sister would've married a demon with horns growing out of their skins touching her. If you want disgusting, merely look over the balcony of your castle to your people, Your Highness."
Touya seethed. Before he could think of a reply, Syaoran spoke. "Which reminds me, why are all your people such a painful sight to the eyes?"
Syaoran knew that he was pushing the limits. He had already done the unthinkable, insulting the entity of the people he had wished to become. The vanity in his mind told him that as the Demon Prince, he held some safeguard against attacks from the people. He knew why demons looked the way did, but he also knew that feigning ignorance would make the Demon King upset. He had insulted him first after all, calling him ugly!
"The royalty of the Above must be stupid as well! Demons look the way they do to represent the weight of the sins they are consumed by."
Touya, the Demon King, has risen out of his chair. The flame behind him escalating and the heat stifled the cool air of the room into a very stifling gas. Yue and Ruby Moon have risen as well. They looked back and forth between the two demonic royals.
"Dare insult my people, what you have become now, and I will not hesitate to kill you!" Touya threatened before storming out of the room. Each occupant knew that the threat was rather empty as how Syaoran was bonded to Sakura. His death meant Touya was bringing about the death of his sister as well.
However loving Touya may be to his sister, he will be able to give it up when angered enough to kill even his beloved sister. If and only if, it meant that he would have his precious pride and the respect he wanted. He was The Demon King, all powerful and all the occupants of this world should know it.
Syaoran was left alone after the demonic king had stormed out. With it, the large fire had dimmed. He let out a breath, something he hadn't realized he was holding.
It wasn't until much later that Syaoran knew the true extent of all the insult to the things he had said. Sitting together in his bed this time, Sakura came to him in that hallow ghost form he had came as the night before. He had retold the morning's events and with a smile and a headshake, Sakura began to explain it to him.
"Beauty to the Underworld is how sinful you can be. The more…. 'vile', as you said, you look, the more beautiful you are. The sins a demon holds becomes their physical appearance, depending on a lot of things. But it's like make up someone can't take off or a nice tattoo that consumes their body every much as it consumes their soul."
"But what about you, Sakura? And Yue, Ruby Moon, and your brother?" He felt like a child with his head on where what was supposed to be her lap, but it had fell through and rested on the soft mattress beneath him.
"We're different. We can hold up against the sins and that in turn makes us look the way we do. Still sinful, but more…humane, I suppose. So what you insulted was the people's war scars, their very being. That's why onii-chan was so angry. You insulted the very essence of being a demon. He probably thought that since you married me to become a demon and yet you still insult the very spine of what it means to be a demon, well he probably thought you are much worst than you already are!"
Sakura laughed.
"Yes, because all angels are supposed to know the ways of a demon."
"This is probably why you angels made such bad fighters against us. Not understanding the enemy is one way to lose."
"We do not lose!" Syaoran retorted.
She giggled. "I'm sure."
He growled and Sakura only laughed more. Syaoran huffed. "I would tickle you if you were physical." He said, poking her in the side but only going through to air.
Sakura sighed. The playful mood disappearing. Her eyes softened. "Today was your first day, Syaoran-kun. Perhaps when you truly become a demon, you will fit in more."
"I wish it'd be soon. I feel as if I never left The Above."
"We don't know how to. In time, maybe we'll figure it out."
"We will! Together." Syaoran said. It was the last thing he remembered saying for he promptly fell asleep after.
Smiling, Sakura disappeared like a wisp of smoke.
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Author's Notes: I know! It's been such a long time! I wanted to make this chapter more about Syaoran. The next chapter hopefully will be uploaded soon. It'll be a little bit more about Sakura. More twists and all to come up soon! Review!