Sorry, I guess I forgot to write something important ^^; to be continued in the second chapter. I already added it. And of course there are going to be more chapters!

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Chapter 3: A Warrior's Fight

------------------------- (Syaoran's POV)-------------------------

Time passed by as we stared at the blue sky. Silence ruled for as long as I can remember, but then I walked Sakura home. I stared as she waved me goodbye and smiled. (What a beautiful girl Sakura is...) I started getting deeper in thought. I loved Sakura, I really did. But she only knew part of who I really am. It's like I'm two persons in one. Two different personalities. I passed the penguin park. My head low, my hair covering my eyes. My hands in pockets. As I stared only at the floor.

(Sakura, how can I ever tell you?) When I see her every day, all my troubles go away. [AN: hey, a rhyme!]  Its like hiding that dark me. When I'm around her, I feel free. [AN: Okay, that's weird] I feel an enormous jolt of energy coming from my heart. I feel so relaxed. I'm playful, teasing and as tame as a cat. If she only knew... the real me. I feel like I'm deceiving her. Living an illusion, a lie. What if she really met who I was...

I was almost home, but I stopped and took a deep sigh. (What would she think of me?) Learning that the beast she just tamed, lives on. And not even noticing that it ever really existed. I don't know how it happened. It went too fast. I feel like I'm under her spell. But she is not a witch, she is a faerie. A faerie who stole my heart. And I don't deny it. I actually fell in love. I looked up, now at my house. The sun almost setting down, as it made an orange-red background. I took another sigh.

"Where were you, Li? " Wei came out.  I shrugged. "I got lost in thought, I'm sorry" Wei understood and finished saying. "You've got an opponent waiting for you. " "What sport? " I asked. "Fencing" he answered. "Alright" I said dully as I went in to change. (Again, mother had done it) My mother was always as hard as stone when it came to my magic. She never was satisfied. Even if I was the toughest one... I finished changing and looked out of the window.

There he was my adversary. Or challenger as you might say.  He seemed tall. He had dark green eyes and his hair was shadowy blue. He didn't look strong at all, but I could sense that he held within him magic. I chuckled. (Finally, I'm going to have a worthy one) Just as that thought came into my head he turned and stared at me and smiled. There was a hint of iciness. I grinned. (this is going to be better than I thought)

I went down the stairs, and outside. Where my challenger was. And stood in front of him. In the middle of the yard, where I always train. He grinned again. This time I did nothing. My expression was cold and emotionless. I grabbed the sword of my stealth. [AN: Isn't that what you call them?] The guy was wearing black pants and a black shirt. I understood him. It was another type of fight. It was fencing alright, but without the armor clothing, mask, and with my sword. My real one. I stared at him for a while. I placed the sword back, and dropped it away, an took out my other one. I couldn't back out, so I nodded my head.

We both got closer. "My name is Shitamoto Ryu" he said. "The name's Li Syaoran" I assumed he wanted to know my name. We both shook hands. "Well, now I hope we have a worthy battle. I've heard of you, and they say you're one of the toughest" I didn't say a word. Clearly I wanted for the battle to begin. I wanted action. I wanted to win. Shitamoto just smiled and took his position, while I took mine.

I carefully looked at his pose. It was very peculiar. He had his left foot in front of the other, making him bend a little. He rested his whole body on the right foot. He held his sword on his right hand which was a little behind his head, almost touching his face, its blade glimmering with the sun's rays. His other hand was in the front. "What are you staring at?" he asked. "Nothing" I said.

There was a lot of pressure. (When will he start?) (Do I start first?) (What if we stay there till the night?) I focused. Trying to concentrate hard on Shitamoto's first attack. Wind passed by brushing both our faces, making my hair slightly move. And then I felt it. He jumped high in the air and towards me. I also jumped, as both our swords met in the air. CLASH. CLASH. CLASH. We landed on the contrary of where we first started. "Not bad" he smirked. "but not enough" We both started fighting again. This time on the land.

CLASH. CLASH. That was all the sound we made as blades met each other, in the most violent sounds. He was strong. Stronger than I thought. But I didn't care, it was intriguing. He tried to slash my half, but I jumped and landed behind him. Then he jumped again. CLASH. His whole body was suddenly pressed on me and my sword. He was up in the air, pushing me down, while I knelt on the ground. "Is this all that you can do?!" he asked. "Let's do it with magic" "If you say so... then bring it on!" I replied as air covered me pushing him away. He landed on land like a cat, swift yet gently.

We both stared. As Shitamoto began powering up his sword, we started to glare. This was a battle to the near death, and there was no turning back. A deep blue aura was covering him, while mine was dark green. He suddenly threw himself to me. He was fast, I dodged his attack, but got tore my shirt. I then hastily turned my back and also slashed his shirt. We both glared even more as both our swords flashed between our faces. He is good. I admit it. We both stopped eyeing each other. Both panting from the waste of energy. I wiped my forehead as sweat dripped from the near ends of my hair. But he stood still.

"And now, let me show you my trick" "What?" (What is he planning?) I thought. He swished his sword once, twice. Going faster and faster, as he did almost sightless flashes from the sun's rays. He didn't stop. (What is he doing?) I asked myself. There was a time where I couldn't see him anymore. Only the sparks from the metal. Everything started turning black. I didn't know what to do. There was a strange mumbling of words I didn't recognize. Virvidi Sacratum Sieghtenemi ...   Where were those words coming from? I was trapped. I couldn't breath. I couldn't blink. I was in a trance. And a blinding flash appeared before my eyes. I couldn't cover them. It was powerful. (Where is that magic coming from?!)

-------------------------to be continued...---------------------------

Wow! I'm getting better at this! (I think ^^;) Anyway, stay tuned for my next chapter and please R+R. Don't worry, this is the part where Syaoran's problem begins...