Return Back In Time

By: Kamika Farinas

          Konnichiwa!! This is the beginning of my new story! I hope everyone will like! *grins* Oh. . . I forgot to mention! There's a contest going on. . . In my story anyway. . . At the beginning of the first three chapters, I'll have dreams of specific people. . . You'll have to figure out who is in the dream, who is dreaming, and what the person in the dream wants. If anybody joins, the prize is a story written by me!! *sweatdrops* Okay. . Not a great prize but. . .I hope people will join! The first one's kinda easy. . . So just read!! *grins* Ja!! :Þ

Disclaimer: YES! CCS IS MINE!! *holds up contract* I BOUGHT IT!! *stares at the contract* Oh. . . Wait. . . *sweatdrops* I only bought episodes. . . So it's not mine. . . . But the story is!! So don't plagiarize!! Review!! Onegai!!

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          "Help me! Please. . . . Let me remember. . ." A voice calls out.

          I look around, trying to find the source of the voice. "Who are you? Show yourself. . ." Deep in the woods, a pair of eyes stares at me. I stare at them entranced by them. "What do you want from me?"

          "Remember. . ." The voice says, sounding more distant. "Remember. . ."

          I hold out my hand. "NO! Don't leave. . . ."

          "Remember. . ." The voice says again even further away.

          I run, trying to catch up. "Stay! Tell me who you are!" There was no trace of the voice anymore. I stop when I realize I was in the middle of the field. The wind blows past my hair and I turn around seeing flowers scattered around the field. Every single flower existing seemed to reside there.

          "Remember. . ." I look around again.

          "Where are you?" I get no response. I hold out my hand and a cherry blossom falls in the palm of my hand. I clench it tightly, hoping not to destroy it. "What are you trying to tell me?" I say.

~*~*~*~*~

          A time with Lords, knight, slaves, serfs. . . The fields, the church, the manor. . . This majestic time. . . The Middle Ages. . .

          In the fields work many slaves, farming for food, their own and their lord's. A specific female stands in the middle, digging into the earth. She sighs as she plunges the shovel into the dirt.

          "Sakura!" A brown haired and brown eyed girl yells. She had her hair held in two ponytails on the side of her face. She wore a dirty white shirt and a long brown skirt. On her feet, she wore dirty white sandals.

          A beautiful young brown haired girl with green eyes turns around, "What is it Chiharu?" She asks. She, too, wore the same outfit except with black sandals.

          Chiharu Mihara grins as she catches up to her. "Takashi asked me to marry him!"

          Sakura Avalon smiles happily, "I'm so happy for you! I knew he would ask!" Sakura exclaims.

          Chiharu sighs, "I hope the priest will marry us."

          "Of course he will. . . Especially if you have permission from the lord. . ."

          Chiharu bites her lip and starts to hop from foot to foot.

          Sakura gasps, "You know you can't marry unless the lord allows it!"

          "I know but. . . Takashi said it wasn't necessary. . ."

          "I guess. . . I should let you do what you wish but. . . I hope nothing happens, Chiharu. ."

          "I'm glad you approved! I'm going to go tell the other girls!" Chiharu grins and walks away.

          Sakura smiles and returns to work. She pounds the earth with the shovel tightly in her hands. Her sweat falls on her face and she wipes it away. She repeats the same routine.

          "Sakura Avalon?" A voice calls out from behind her.

          Sakura turns around slightly startled. She comes face to face with a handsome blue haired and blue eyed boy. He was clearly royalty which was shown through his clothing. He wore a dark blue shirt and nice dark blue pants. On one side of the shirt was the emblem of the manor, the ying-yang. He had on black shoes.

          "Yes?" She asks, the shovel held tightly in her hands.

          The boy smiles as he looks at her. "You have been chosen by Lord Syaoran to be traded with another slave. . ."

          Sakura grips the shovel more tightly. "Yes. . ." She bows slightly. "Whatever the lord wishes. . . ." She backs away and smiles kindly at the man, though her eyes say otherwise. "May I please have the chance to say good-bye to my friends and retrieve my items?"

          "Of course. . . Be at the castle within 10 minutes."

          Sakura nods, dropping the shovel. In slow motion, the boy watches as the shovel hits the ground. She bows again and turns to run off. Tears start to form as she runs.

          The boy watches with a frown at the retreating back of Sakura. He sighs and walks away in the other direction, towards the big castle in the background.

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          In the most important room of the castle, a young man stands, staring at the entrance, then paces from side to side. Here there were few chairs which resided only on the sides. Two main chairs were at the front where the Lord and the Lord's wife were meant to sit during major events such as a feast. The walls were bare with the exception of torches for light and banners displaying the emblem. The young man wore a dark green shirt and nice brown pants. On his feet, he wore black shoes. As like everyone else, he had the emblem of the manor on his shirt. (Okay. . . I know. . My description sucks!! I hate describing and the fact that I have no clue what they wore at this time. . . Unless I state it. . . Just imagine the characters wearing what I've said throughout the whole story. . . *giggles* I know. . I'm lazy. . .)

          "Xiao Lang!" A voice calls out from the hall way.

          Syaoran Li turns with a hard face to the female. "Yes, Meiling?" He asks coldly.

          Meiling Rae enters the room with a smile. "Your sisters did my hair! What do you think?" She asks, twirling around. Her black hair held in long pigtails held with red ribbons and a flower on one side, nearly touching the floor. They fall behind her back, following her every move. She stares at him with her dark red eyes looking for an answer. She wore a beautiful red dress. It flowed to the floor below the waist. There was no fancy design except a huge ribbon on the back and the emblem which laid at the center of the waist. She wore soft red slippers on her feet.

          Syaoran brushes back his rowdy light brown hair, his brown eyes keeping the same cold face staring at the entrance.

          "Xiao Lang?" She asks.

          The same blue-haired boy enters the room. Syaoran stares at him harshly.

          "Did you get the slave?" He asks.

          The boy bows. "Yes, Lord Syaoran."

          Syaoran stares, "Where is he, vassal?"

          "Hello, Vassal Eriol!" Meiling greets.

          Eriol Hiiragizawa greets Meiling, "Lady Meiling." He turns to Syaoran. "A she, Lord. She should be here within a few minutes. . ."

          A dark purple haired and purple eyed female walks in. She bows to Syaoran. "Lord Syaoran. Lady Meiling." She wore a purple dress similar to Meiling's with some differences. There was only a small ribbon on the back and there were few frills on the edges of the sleeves and on the edge of the dress. On her feet, she wore purple slippers.

          Meiling greets happily. "Tomoyo!"

          "Lord Syaoran. . . . your slave is here. . ." Tomoyo Hiiragizawa says.

          Syaoran nods, "Bring her in, vassal's wife. . ." He says.

          From the entrance, Sakura walks in. Behind her was a bubbly pink-haired girl. She bows, "Lord Syaoran." She wore a normal servant's outfit which consisted of dark blue pants and in her case, a pink shirt. On the shirt, again, laid the emblem of the manor. She wore dark black shoes to top off the outfit. (I know. . . . YUCK! Heheehh. . . I'm sorry that this seems so sucky. . .)

          Syaoran stares at Sakura with cold eyes. "You are allowed to stay overnight for now. . . The slave change will not happen until tomorrow."

          Sakura nods timidly. In her hands, she grips a small bag which contained all her personal items.

          Syaoran turns to Tomoyo, "Vassal's wife! Bring the slave to her quarters for the night."

          Tomoyo nods and bows, "Yes, Lord Syaoran." She turns to Sakura and smiles, "I'm Tomoyo Hiiragizawa. Come this way. . ." Sakura and Tomoyo walk out of the room with the pink-haired female behind them.

          Syaoran turns to Eriol, "Vassal!"

          Eriol looks up, "Yes Lord Syaoran?"

          "Watch that girl. . . There is something strange about her. . ."

          "Whatever you wish, Lord Syaoran. . ." He bows and walks out.

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          The hallways were narrow and dark. The only light given was through the aid of the torches shown in the sides. There seemed to be no comfort in this place. The windows that were there were small and narrow, not allowing light through. Many of doors pass by as the three females walk.

          Sakura walks alongside Tomoyo. The other girl walks behind them.

          "What's your name?" Tomoyo asks softly, breaking the silence.

          Sakura stares at the ground, "Sakura Avalon. . ."

          Tomoyo nods, "Nakuru." She calls.

          "Yes, Mrs. Tomoyo?"

          "Give Ms. Avalon here some clothes for tonight. She must look nice for the feast." Tomoyo commands swiftly.

          Nakuru nods and turns to walk off.

          "Wait!" Tomoyo calls suddenly. Tomoyo circles around Sakura analyzing her body's structure. She looks from Sakura's dirty long brown hair to her dirty white shirt and long brown skirt. She nods, "Actually. . . I'll make her dress. . ." (Yeah. . I know. . Kinda quick for her to start offering to make her clothing demo. . . . I don't know! I just needed a way for her and Sakura to 'bond')

          Sakura shakes her head and replies quietly, "That's okay. . . You don't have to go through all this for me. . ."

          Tomoyo smiles, "Don't worry!" She indicates her own long purple dress. "I like to make dresses. . . . And I'd like to make one for you!" She exclaims.

          Sakura nods, not knowing what to say.

          Tomoyo turns to Nakuru. "Get me all the supplies I need. . ."

          Nakuru nods and rushes off. Tomoyo smiles at Sakura, "Let's go!" She says grabbing Sakura by the arm and bringing her to Tomoyo's room.

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          Two males walk along the hallways, peeking into a room from time to time.

          "Are you going to tell her?" Voice 1 asks.

          Voice 2 replies roughly, "NO! Her life has been going better without me."

          "But she has to know!"

          "NO! Don't talk about it anymore, Yukito!" Voice 2 says, walking down the corridor.

          "But Touya. . . She's your. . ." Yukito Tsukishiro says, following behind him. A young man with light gray hair and dark gray eyes walks into the light. He wore a normal soldier outfit which consisted of dark gray pants and a light gray shirt. His shoes were a black and on the side of his pants, there was a sword hanging. As always, the emblem of the manor was sewn to the side of the shirt.

          "Yukito. . . I've been able to protect her without her knowing. . . Let it remain so. . ." Touya Kinomoto says. A brown haired man with brown eyes walks beside him. He had the same outfit on as his friend, Yukito except for a sash around his waist which symbolized his superiority.

          Yukito sighs, "But Touya?"

          Touya shakes his head, "As long as she still has her necklace, she's safe. . . Do not worry Yukito. . . I know she is okay. . ." He walks into the room with Tomoyo and Sakura in it. Yukito exhales and follows behind him.

          Tomoyo turns, slightly startled at the entrance of Touya and Yukito. In her hand, she holds a brush.

          Touya bows. "Mrs. Tomoyo. We were doing our rounds and we just wanted to see. . ."

          A squeal is heard by the door. Touya's eyes go wide.

          "TOUYA!" A pair of arms encircle around Touya's neck. He sweatdrops as he feels another body against his own. He was still in his bowing position.

          "Nakuru. . ." He mutters. Behind him, Yukito stifles a laugh and Tomoyo giggles.

          "Touya!" Did you miss me?" Nakuru asks happily, still hugging him from behind.

          "Not neccis. . ." Touya starts to say. A head pops up from in front of Tomoyo. Touya's eyes go wide once again. Suddenly, he stands up straight. Nakuru falls to the ground by the sudden moment.

          "Oww. . . Touya!" Nakuru wails.

          Sakura sweatdrops, "Is it always like this around here, Mrs. Hiiragizawa?" She asks.

          Tomoyo giggles, "Not all the time and call me Tomoyo." She smiles warmly.

          Sakura nods, "Sure Mrs. . . I mean, Tomoyo." She stands. "Um. . . Can I go to the bathroom?" She asks uneasily, standing up.

          "Sure! Just go out the door, turn left, immediately turn right, then left again and then it's the 5th door to the right."

          Sakura nods, trying to remember the directions, "Thank you. . ." She turns to Touya and Yukito. "It was nice meeting you. . ." She bows and walks out of the room, turning left.

          Touya exhales for the first time as he sees Sakura leave. He turns to Tomoyo, "We will be leaving now. . ." He bows and grabs Yukito. The two walk to the right.

          Nakuru wails from the ground, "Touya!"

          Tomoyo sweatdrops, "Nakuru. . . Did you get what I need?"

          Nakuru nods, pointing to a basket near the door. Tomoyo smiles, "That's good. . . Let's get started. . ."

~*~*~*~*~

          Sakura wanders around the corridors. Each door seemed to pass by her. She bites her lip. "Where's the bathroom?" She asks herself softly. Every hallway seemed to be endless and she couldn't seem to find the way to the bathroom. She groaned as she passed by another door. Sakura hears footsteps walking in her direction. She exhales in relief. The figure shows itself in the light. Sakura gasps and starts to bow in respect.

          "What are you doing, slave?" A cold voice calls out.

          Sakura flinches at the sound. "I. . . I'm looking for. . .Um. ."

          "Yes? Out with it!"

          Sakura bites her lip. "The bathroom. . . ." She ends quietly. She looks up to see Lord Syaoran standing right in front of her.

          He glares at her as he points to a door right next to her. "Right there. . ." He says swiftly and walks on.

         Sakura opens the door to see that it was in fact the bathroom. She breathes a sigh of relief.

          "What a useless female. . ." A voice says far in the corridor.

          Sakura enters the room and her eyes start to well up with tears. She slumps against the door and falls to the floor. She holds a necklace tightly in her hand. "I don't like it here. . . I want a better life. . . Better life. . ." She murmurs as she starts to cry.

To Be Continued. . .

YES!! I finally finished the first chapter!! I'm so proud of myself. . . *wipes eyes* Hehehe. . . . I hope everyone likes. . . I know. . . TOO MUCH TALKING!! Gomen. . . . But the next chapter will be nice. . . THE FEAST!! *sweatdrops* Whoops. . . Gave off to much information. . .Well. . REVIEW!! Ja!! :Þ