Who wants to be a Princess?
Author's Notes: This is set in an alternate dimension. The characters used were made by Clamp but the story line is mine. The characters have not met and magic is real in this world. Remember Sakura and Syaoran have not met. Please enjoy this story. It's my first and email any flames and such. Ok? Anyway on with the fic...
Prologue:
" Ughhh!!! I'm going to be late! Sakura cried as she ran down the stairs of the Kinomoto residence. She is now 19 and starting her studies of Clow magic at the Clow University, the most prestigious university of magic in the world.
" I called you to come down ten minutes ago, you little monster," replied Touya amusedly as Sakura tried to munch on her toast and get ready for school. Touya is Sakura's older brother. Though he is a lot older than Sakura, he still lives in the Kinomoto home to watch over his little sister. He is studying for a master's degree into seeing the spirits of the unknown.
"Stop calling me that! I am 19 you know. Ouch!!!" Sakura cried as she accidentally bit her tongue when she was packing her stuff.
" Ha! It still seems as if you were still 12 years old. Anyway, I will stop about the little part but you are still a monster to me. Bye." Touya called out while he exiting the door. He then got onto his bike and went to school.
" Oh! He makes me so mad." Sakura cried as she hurriedly prepared her stuff for school. Sakura then looked at the clock. It was just chiming 15 min. to 8." Oh no! The time! I really am going to be very late. " Sakura grabbed her bags and left the house. She roller bladed to her school as fast as she could using all of her strength to get there. She made it to her class just as the bell rang. And so another day in Sakura Kinomoto life began, but she never knew that in another part of the world, something was happening that would change her life forever.
In Chelyna:
The Li family was in an uproar. The heir to the throne had just announced that he would not marry one of the neighboring kingdom's princesses...again.
" Syaoran, why? What was wrong with her? She was beautiful, smart, and understanding of your duties. She is everything that a man could wish for. Why did you reject her?"
" Did she have big teeth or did she bore you? What did you find wrong with her," sighed the queen.
" Oh it wasn't any of that. I just didn't feel like marrying her or anyone at the time, " replied Syaoran dispassionately. Syaoran was 6' tall. His amber eyes seemed to always see everything that was happening around him. These eyes could turn like warm honey when he was happy and flash dull gold when he was bored or angry. He was a descendant of a long line of magicians and was a master at most of the arcane arts. He was involved with sports and loved playing soccer. He was a martial arts fighter as well as a person who could fight with the sword. He was a perfect in almost every way except that he was very suspicious of everyone and demanded perfection from everything. In his white t-shirt and slacks he looked as if he didn't have a care in the world and the decision meant nothing to him.
" What!!! You just don't feel like marrying. Think of your duties, your people your country. Why at your age I was already betrothed to your mother, and our marriage ceremony was to take place in just a few months. I was not idle I had the weight of the country to bear on my shoulders. My father wasn't there like I am here for you. I had no one to help me, so be grateful. You don't realize..." At this time, Syaoran was spacing out. He rolled his eyes and started to stare at the ceiling. He was asking himself questions such as: 'why are cherubs naked? I mean they are little children, little angel children? What's the point of high ceilings? No one is that tall. The paint is chipping, hmmm....' "...SYAORAN ARE YOU LISTENING!"
"The ceilings need to be painted again.... Huh what I was listening. Your story was very inspiring, I understand..."
" Really, do you now understand?"
" Of course, I do father."
"Then we shall proceed with the preparations for your up coming marriage."
"WHAT?! NO WAY AM I GOING TO GET MARRIED!"
"YOU SAID THAT YOU UNDERSTOOD!"
" LIKE I UNDERSTOOD I WASN'T EVEN LISTENING! IT WAS SO BORING THAT I HAD TO TUNE OUT!"
"WHAT IF I DIED? WHAT IF YOU WERE IN MY POSITION! WHAT WOULD HAPPEN TO YOU, YOUR MOTHER, YOUR COUNTRY?"
"BUT YOUR NOT GOING TO DIE!"
"THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT! WE NEED THE MONARCHY STABLE! ESPECIALLY WITH ALL THE RADICALS OUT THERE!"
"RADICALS?! THEY ARE JUST TEENAGERS AND IT REALLY DOESN'T MATTER IF THE THRONE IS STABILIZED!"
"DOESN'T REALLY MATTER! DON'T YOU KNOW OF YOUR FAMILY'S HISTORY!! T LI FAMILY HAS RULED CHELYNA FOR OVER 500 YEARS AND YOU SAY IT DOESN'T MATTER!"
Syaoran was at this time making fun of father by imitating his every movement. His mother, who during this time was busily practicing her magic spell (actually she was zoning out on what her husband was saying as well) noticed that Syaoran was ridiculing his father. She made signals to him so that he would stop but his father caught him before he could even stop.
" Do you know what, I think I have been very soft with you. I should have not let you get freedom in your choice of wife. I think that now I should make the decision for your wife. Because of you irresponsible and insulting attitude, you are going to marry someone by the end of the year. You will choose your bride from the candidates who will be at this game show I will create. You will choose your bride there or you will marry Meiling, your godfather's granddaughter. So if you choose a bride at the show or have Meiling be your bride, you will be married by the end of the year."
" And what if I refuse?"
" You will be disowned and your cousin Eriol will be our heir." And with that, the king turned sharply on his heel leaving the queen and Syaoran in his wake."
The queen then walked up to her son and said," you know that we love you and want the best for you, but you should get married soon so that we will have less worries of when we are gone. I will try to talk to him and calm him down, but please reconsider you stand on marriage. If not for the country, then think of us. Goodnight, son, " and with that she left Syaoran with his thoughts.
Author's Notes: This is set in an alternate dimension. The characters used were made by Clamp but the story line is mine. The characters have not met and magic is real in this world. Remember Sakura and Syaoran have not met. Please enjoy this story. It's my first and email any flames and such. Ok? Anyway on with the fic...
Prologue:
" Ughhh!!! I'm going to be late! Sakura cried as she ran down the stairs of the Kinomoto residence. She is now 19 and starting her studies of Clow magic at the Clow University, the most prestigious university of magic in the world.
" I called you to come down ten minutes ago, you little monster," replied Touya amusedly as Sakura tried to munch on her toast and get ready for school. Touya is Sakura's older brother. Though he is a lot older than Sakura, he still lives in the Kinomoto home to watch over his little sister. He is studying for a master's degree into seeing the spirits of the unknown.
"Stop calling me that! I am 19 you know. Ouch!!!" Sakura cried as she accidentally bit her tongue when she was packing her stuff.
" Ha! It still seems as if you were still 12 years old. Anyway, I will stop about the little part but you are still a monster to me. Bye." Touya called out while he exiting the door. He then got onto his bike and went to school.
" Oh! He makes me so mad." Sakura cried as she hurriedly prepared her stuff for school. Sakura then looked at the clock. It was just chiming 15 min. to 8." Oh no! The time! I really am going to be very late. " Sakura grabbed her bags and left the house. She roller bladed to her school as fast as she could using all of her strength to get there. She made it to her class just as the bell rang. And so another day in Sakura Kinomoto life began, but she never knew that in another part of the world, something was happening that would change her life forever.
In Chelyna:
The Li family was in an uproar. The heir to the throne had just announced that he would not marry one of the neighboring kingdom's princesses...again.
" Syaoran, why? What was wrong with her? She was beautiful, smart, and understanding of your duties. She is everything that a man could wish for. Why did you reject her?"
" Did she have big teeth or did she bore you? What did you find wrong with her," sighed the queen.
" Oh it wasn't any of that. I just didn't feel like marrying her or anyone at the time, " replied Syaoran dispassionately. Syaoran was 6' tall. His amber eyes seemed to always see everything that was happening around him. These eyes could turn like warm honey when he was happy and flash dull gold when he was bored or angry. He was a descendant of a long line of magicians and was a master at most of the arcane arts. He was involved with sports and loved playing soccer. He was a martial arts fighter as well as a person who could fight with the sword. He was a perfect in almost every way except that he was very suspicious of everyone and demanded perfection from everything. In his white t-shirt and slacks he looked as if he didn't have a care in the world and the decision meant nothing to him.
" What!!! You just don't feel like marrying. Think of your duties, your people your country. Why at your age I was already betrothed to your mother, and our marriage ceremony was to take place in just a few months. I was not idle I had the weight of the country to bear on my shoulders. My father wasn't there like I am here for you. I had no one to help me, so be grateful. You don't realize..." At this time, Syaoran was spacing out. He rolled his eyes and started to stare at the ceiling. He was asking himself questions such as: 'why are cherubs naked? I mean they are little children, little angel children? What's the point of high ceilings? No one is that tall. The paint is chipping, hmmm....' "...SYAORAN ARE YOU LISTENING!"
"The ceilings need to be painted again.... Huh what I was listening. Your story was very inspiring, I understand..."
" Really, do you now understand?"
" Of course, I do father."
"Then we shall proceed with the preparations for your up coming marriage."
"WHAT?! NO WAY AM I GOING TO GET MARRIED!"
"YOU SAID THAT YOU UNDERSTOOD!"
" LIKE I UNDERSTOOD I WASN'T EVEN LISTENING! IT WAS SO BORING THAT I HAD TO TUNE OUT!"
"WHAT IF I DIED? WHAT IF YOU WERE IN MY POSITION! WHAT WOULD HAPPEN TO YOU, YOUR MOTHER, YOUR COUNTRY?"
"BUT YOUR NOT GOING TO DIE!"
"THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT! WE NEED THE MONARCHY STABLE! ESPECIALLY WITH ALL THE RADICALS OUT THERE!"
"RADICALS?! THEY ARE JUST TEENAGERS AND IT REALLY DOESN'T MATTER IF THE THRONE IS STABILIZED!"
"DOESN'T REALLY MATTER! DON'T YOU KNOW OF YOUR FAMILY'S HISTORY!! T LI FAMILY HAS RULED CHELYNA FOR OVER 500 YEARS AND YOU SAY IT DOESN'T MATTER!"
Syaoran was at this time making fun of father by imitating his every movement. His mother, who during this time was busily practicing her magic spell (actually she was zoning out on what her husband was saying as well) noticed that Syaoran was ridiculing his father. She made signals to him so that he would stop but his father caught him before he could even stop.
" Do you know what, I think I have been very soft with you. I should have not let you get freedom in your choice of wife. I think that now I should make the decision for your wife. Because of you irresponsible and insulting attitude, you are going to marry someone by the end of the year. You will choose your bride from the candidates who will be at this game show I will create. You will choose your bride there or you will marry Meiling, your godfather's granddaughter. So if you choose a bride at the show or have Meiling be your bride, you will be married by the end of the year."
" And what if I refuse?"
" You will be disowned and your cousin Eriol will be our heir." And with that, the king turned sharply on his heel leaving the queen and Syaoran in his wake."
The queen then walked up to her son and said," you know that we love you and want the best for you, but you should get married soon so that we will have less worries of when we are gone. I will try to talk to him and calm him down, but please reconsider you stand on marriage. If not for the country, then think of us. Goodnight, son, " and with that she left Syaoran with his thoughts.