Fated Circle: Four Sacred Treasures of Earth
n/a: I do not own and will never own Card Captor Sakura (though I whish I did)
it is owned by CLAMP. This author is merely borrowing so please don't sue me!!!^_^;
~Part 1
Byakko: The Sacred Sword of the White Tiger
Chapter 3
A was in beautiful garden. An array of dazzling colors was right there before me.
It was warm, bright and sunny. It was magical, mystical and wonderful at the same
time. In short, it was breathtaking.
Suddenly, my sixth sense told me of an unseen danger. I almost laughed at the
thought, it was all too impossible, in a place like this. But then, everything
went black. Day seemed to turn into night in a blink of an eye. Then I felt it,
its breath on the skin of my neck. Even without turning to look at it, I knew
that is was evil. Dark, blackness that I would regret to look at. Suddenly, I
felt its hands gripping my wrist, melting my skin.
I woke up with a start.
I was sweating and gasping for air.
It was all too real for me.
It was dark in the room where I was, so I guessed that it was still early morning.
Then it came again, that sixth sense of danger. I almost pinched myself in order
to wake myself up. But then, I looked behind me and what I saw was all too horrible.
It was huge and black and red, cat-like eyes stared from its misshapen face. It was
a monster, visibly larger than I was, with a body of a wolf with a face of a woman
and cat mixed as one.
Fear held me in place, freezing me on the spot.
I wanted to scream, but I could not. My voice stuck behind a knot in my throat.
Its cat-like stare held my eyes in place, paralyzing me. It moved toward me, a
clawed paw rising, intending to slash me to my death.
It came, me unable to move, silently like a shadow in the night. I was helpless.
My mind screamed in fear. It seemed like it fed from my fear because I felt like
I was being sucked away, all my fears, leaving me empty and cold. Now it was over
me, just above me, its claws glistening in the darkness - going down steadily,
closing the gap between the blade and my heart....
Suddenly, a bright light shot out from somewhere in the darkness. I shielded my
eyes as they squinted from the sudden appearence of the bright beam. After a moment,
it became dark again, and I opened my eyes wide to see that the beast was gone;
dark ashes were on the bed, remnants of what I guessed was the monster . Then I
noticed a figure in the doorway...
Syaoran.
His eyes were glowing white, just like before, his sword in his hand; pointing
towards me. I was scared, afraid that he might hurt me again. I felt my neck and
a small bandage was there, covering the old wound that I got from his sword. I
looked away, closing my eyes tightly and clenching my fist; holding the blanket
tightly.
Then I felt a hand touching my arm. I gasped suddenly an looked at him, knowing
that it was he who touched me. But he was calm and composed, his eyes back to the
way it was, worry etched on his face. His sword was gone, though he didn't carry
a scabbard.
"are you ok Sakura?" he asked in a gentle tone as he sat beside me.
I nodded and, forgetting everything unsure about him, buried myself on his chest;
crying openly all my fears out.
"it's okay now.." he said, gently stroking my hair, "..it's all gone.."
I looked up at him and wiped the tears from my face. "what was it?" I asked.
"one of my father's minions" he answered bitterly, "...though I don't know why or
who sent it." he paused for a while and looked at me, then seemed to remember
something. "are okay really?" he asked again.
I nodded and smiled, knowing that he was talking about the wound on my neck, it
seemed to relive him because she smiled - the first sincere and caring one I saw
him made.
"we should sleep together now," he said, standing up, "come, Sakura."
For the first time, I remembered that we were already married. I hesitated and
blushed at the thought, knowing that we would be sleeping on the same bed. And...
...
"Sakura?" his voice startled me.
"...ok" I said, rising from my bed.
And so, we walked towards the door with me holding tightly on his arm. This was
a scary place and he was the only one who can offer me protection. But that ment
giving my trust to him.... and as to what I've seen so far, he still wasn't worthy
of it.
"here we are." he said, pulling me from my thoughts. The door was simple and I
recognized it at once. This room once belonged to....
"princess Chikyuu..."
"yes, this room once belonged to her.... until..." he trailed off, almost hurt.
"why don't we go inside and have some rest?"
I nodded and he opened the door.
Quite the opposite from the other rooms in the palace, the room was simple and
wasn't overly decorated with gold trinkets and other things. The four-poster bed
was big enough to accomodate the two of us as it sat in the middle of the left
wall. To the right wall was a huge bookcase filled with books and scrolls. Beside
it was a study table, the lamp on it still glowing brightly and books opened upon
it and scattered paper everywhere. "reading at this late hour?" I asked, looking
at his face.
His amber eyes looked at me and smiled. "I was researching something when I felt
the presence of my father's minions...." he trailed off, obviously hating the
memory.
"you better rest then," I said, placing a hand on his cheek. He was obviously
surprised by my actions and so was I, immediately retracting my hand from his
soft skin and looking away.
But then, he caught my hand before I put it back in place and he placed it over
his heart. That's when I realized that he was bare from waist up. "hear me, Sakura,
as long as this heart beats, it would only beat for you." His words touched me.
They were sincere and truthful. Feelings unexpressed gistened in his eyes as I
looked at them, his face giving that charming smile. Truly, maybe I would see him
as not what other people say because he is the son of the dark lord. After the
brief moment, he led me towards the bed. "sit here for a while Sakura." he said,
pushing me gently on the bed.
I stared at him as he hurried over to his desk and scrambled over parchments and
drawers. And finally, having found the thing he was looking for, went back to
me holding a wornderful necklace in his hands.
"how beautiful..." I said.
"is it?" he asked.
I looked at him and nodded. "who owns it?"
"you do."
There was silence.
"I do?" I echoed questionly.
"yes.." he said, placing the necklace around my neck, "and you must always wear
it, never to be removed, do you hear? never to be removed."
I wanted to ask why but I had I feeling that he would never answer so I just nodded.
"I guess we could sleep now."
"I guess so."
There was a moment of silence and he moved towards the other side of the bed.
Awkwardly I just lay on my side of the bed, my back facing him. The bed moved
as he eased himself into a comfortable position. I closed my eyes and was
preparing to sleep when I felt his hands embrace me by the waist. I immediately
stiffened at his thouch. I'm not prepared yet, I thought hoping that he might
hear them. I was afraid to tell him, even if he was my husband, because he was
still the dark lord's son and if he didn't listen, I'd be forced to face the
inevitable. I closed my eyes shut in acceptance to what might come but surprisingly,
his hand just stayed there and after a few moments, I felt his gentle snoring.
I felt secure in his arms, and after a while, I fell asleep.
I woke up in the morning, suddenly awakened by the sound of a door slamming shut.
I opened my eyes slowly in order to adjust itself to the bright sunlight. When my
eyesight adjusted, I saw an angry Syaoran stamping his foot on the floor, mumbling
something. I stood up. "anything wrong?"
He looked at me, anger flashing in his eyes and then softening as his amber eyes
met my geen ones. There was a long moment of silence, then he spoke, "We can't stay
here..."
"can't stay here?" I echoed, "why?" I asked, not really because I wanted to stay in
the castle, because this was HIS home and now he wanted to go away - as if he was
being driven away..... maybe...
"for reasons that does not concern you." he abruptly answered. "we'll pack lightly,
and travel secretly. Secrecy is our best ally."
I couldn't understand as to why we had to travel like so, but more or less it was
obvious that he would not discuss the topic any further. I simply nodded in agreement.
"We'll pass through the mines. The prisoners are escaping tonight. We'll go along
with them." he suddenly said.
"the prisoners?" my mind suddenly whirled to my old friends... and Touya, the
brotherly figure who always protected me when I was in the mines. Then I remembered
their plans of escape, the one he told me about just before I left for the choosing.
"we'll meet up with Touya there.... I assume that you know of him?"
"yes.... he was the former liutenant of the Royal Command" I answered. "..how?"
"did I meet up with him?" he continued my question. "we've been meeting secretly,
that's the reason to my absence before the wedding. I have suffered from my father's
clutches just like any slave and I will not tolerate it any longer." he answered,
hatred overflowing in his voice. "we leave tonight. Go and pack. bring only what is
necessary and nothing more." he said and left the room.
I packed only a few things, including a small nacecklace given to me by the princess.
The necklace was simple and it looked like a small key of somesort. Others were
a spare shirt and shorts, and some healing kits that I knew would be necessary.
It was nighttime when Syaoran came back into the room, which I barely left through
the day, he tossed me a black riding cloak with a large hood. He wore the same thing
but the color of his seemed to change with the backround. By midnight, we had left
the castle grounds, with him leading the way, silently. He chose the best path
for we didn't encounter any guards along the way. We passed through the garden,
a long a door; long since forgotten; covered by vines.
We passed through the woods, our cloaks blending well with the shadows. There
was and odd feeling of familiarity in what I did, running stealthily across
the grounds, though I knew that I haven't done any thing to have me skilled
in that certain field. By the time we got out of the woods, the bright moon
had already shown its face, the stars winking beside it. Then, suddenly, we
stopped.
"what...." I said, and he immediately put a finger on my lips. For a moment,
we just watched, hiding in a bush, waiting for something to come or pass; I
don't know which is which.
"there" he whispered suddenly, pointing towards another cloaked figure; rising
like a dark shadow, heading towards us.
I thought it was a sentry or a guard and it surprised me when Syaoran stood
from our hiding place. The figure halted and looked up. The moon's gentle light
seeped through the darkness and unveiled the man's face.
"Touya.." I whispered, standing up myself.
END
n/a: I do not own and will never own Card Captor Sakura (though I whish I did)
it is owned by CLAMP. This author is merely borrowing so please don't sue me!!!^_^;
~Part 1
Byakko: The Sacred Sword of the White Tiger
Chapter 3
A was in beautiful garden. An array of dazzling colors was right there before me.
It was warm, bright and sunny. It was magical, mystical and wonderful at the same
time. In short, it was breathtaking.
Suddenly, my sixth sense told me of an unseen danger. I almost laughed at the
thought, it was all too impossible, in a place like this. But then, everything
went black. Day seemed to turn into night in a blink of an eye. Then I felt it,
its breath on the skin of my neck. Even without turning to look at it, I knew
that is was evil. Dark, blackness that I would regret to look at. Suddenly, I
felt its hands gripping my wrist, melting my skin.
I woke up with a start.
I was sweating and gasping for air.
It was all too real for me.
It was dark in the room where I was, so I guessed that it was still early morning.
Then it came again, that sixth sense of danger. I almost pinched myself in order
to wake myself up. But then, I looked behind me and what I saw was all too horrible.
It was huge and black and red, cat-like eyes stared from its misshapen face. It was
a monster, visibly larger than I was, with a body of a wolf with a face of a woman
and cat mixed as one.
Fear held me in place, freezing me on the spot.
I wanted to scream, but I could not. My voice stuck behind a knot in my throat.
Its cat-like stare held my eyes in place, paralyzing me. It moved toward me, a
clawed paw rising, intending to slash me to my death.
It came, me unable to move, silently like a shadow in the night. I was helpless.
My mind screamed in fear. It seemed like it fed from my fear because I felt like
I was being sucked away, all my fears, leaving me empty and cold. Now it was over
me, just above me, its claws glistening in the darkness - going down steadily,
closing the gap between the blade and my heart....
Suddenly, a bright light shot out from somewhere in the darkness. I shielded my
eyes as they squinted from the sudden appearence of the bright beam. After a moment,
it became dark again, and I opened my eyes wide to see that the beast was gone;
dark ashes were on the bed, remnants of what I guessed was the monster . Then I
noticed a figure in the doorway...
Syaoran.
His eyes were glowing white, just like before, his sword in his hand; pointing
towards me. I was scared, afraid that he might hurt me again. I felt my neck and
a small bandage was there, covering the old wound that I got from his sword. I
looked away, closing my eyes tightly and clenching my fist; holding the blanket
tightly.
Then I felt a hand touching my arm. I gasped suddenly an looked at him, knowing
that it was he who touched me. But he was calm and composed, his eyes back to the
way it was, worry etched on his face. His sword was gone, though he didn't carry
a scabbard.
"are you ok Sakura?" he asked in a gentle tone as he sat beside me.
I nodded and, forgetting everything unsure about him, buried myself on his chest;
crying openly all my fears out.
"it's okay now.." he said, gently stroking my hair, "..it's all gone.."
I looked up at him and wiped the tears from my face. "what was it?" I asked.
"one of my father's minions" he answered bitterly, "...though I don't know why or
who sent it." he paused for a while and looked at me, then seemed to remember
something. "are okay really?" he asked again.
I nodded and smiled, knowing that he was talking about the wound on my neck, it
seemed to relive him because she smiled - the first sincere and caring one I saw
him made.
"we should sleep together now," he said, standing up, "come, Sakura."
For the first time, I remembered that we were already married. I hesitated and
blushed at the thought, knowing that we would be sleeping on the same bed. And...
...
"Sakura?" his voice startled me.
"...ok" I said, rising from my bed.
And so, we walked towards the door with me holding tightly on his arm. This was
a scary place and he was the only one who can offer me protection. But that ment
giving my trust to him.... and as to what I've seen so far, he still wasn't worthy
of it.
"here we are." he said, pulling me from my thoughts. The door was simple and I
recognized it at once. This room once belonged to....
"princess Chikyuu..."
"yes, this room once belonged to her.... until..." he trailed off, almost hurt.
"why don't we go inside and have some rest?"
I nodded and he opened the door.
Quite the opposite from the other rooms in the palace, the room was simple and
wasn't overly decorated with gold trinkets and other things. The four-poster bed
was big enough to accomodate the two of us as it sat in the middle of the left
wall. To the right wall was a huge bookcase filled with books and scrolls. Beside
it was a study table, the lamp on it still glowing brightly and books opened upon
it and scattered paper everywhere. "reading at this late hour?" I asked, looking
at his face.
His amber eyes looked at me and smiled. "I was researching something when I felt
the presence of my father's minions...." he trailed off, obviously hating the
memory.
"you better rest then," I said, placing a hand on his cheek. He was obviously
surprised by my actions and so was I, immediately retracting my hand from his
soft skin and looking away.
But then, he caught my hand before I put it back in place and he placed it over
his heart. That's when I realized that he was bare from waist up. "hear me, Sakura,
as long as this heart beats, it would only beat for you." His words touched me.
They were sincere and truthful. Feelings unexpressed gistened in his eyes as I
looked at them, his face giving that charming smile. Truly, maybe I would see him
as not what other people say because he is the son of the dark lord. After the
brief moment, he led me towards the bed. "sit here for a while Sakura." he said,
pushing me gently on the bed.
I stared at him as he hurried over to his desk and scrambled over parchments and
drawers. And finally, having found the thing he was looking for, went back to
me holding a wornderful necklace in his hands.
"how beautiful..." I said.
"is it?" he asked.
I looked at him and nodded. "who owns it?"
"you do."
There was silence.
"I do?" I echoed questionly.
"yes.." he said, placing the necklace around my neck, "and you must always wear
it, never to be removed, do you hear? never to be removed."
I wanted to ask why but I had I feeling that he would never answer so I just nodded.
"I guess we could sleep now."
"I guess so."
There was a moment of silence and he moved towards the other side of the bed.
Awkwardly I just lay on my side of the bed, my back facing him. The bed moved
as he eased himself into a comfortable position. I closed my eyes and was
preparing to sleep when I felt his hands embrace me by the waist. I immediately
stiffened at his thouch. I'm not prepared yet, I thought hoping that he might
hear them. I was afraid to tell him, even if he was my husband, because he was
still the dark lord's son and if he didn't listen, I'd be forced to face the
inevitable. I closed my eyes shut in acceptance to what might come but surprisingly,
his hand just stayed there and after a few moments, I felt his gentle snoring.
I felt secure in his arms, and after a while, I fell asleep.
I woke up in the morning, suddenly awakened by the sound of a door slamming shut.
I opened my eyes slowly in order to adjust itself to the bright sunlight. When my
eyesight adjusted, I saw an angry Syaoran stamping his foot on the floor, mumbling
something. I stood up. "anything wrong?"
He looked at me, anger flashing in his eyes and then softening as his amber eyes
met my geen ones. There was a long moment of silence, then he spoke, "We can't stay
here..."
"can't stay here?" I echoed, "why?" I asked, not really because I wanted to stay in
the castle, because this was HIS home and now he wanted to go away - as if he was
being driven away..... maybe...
"for reasons that does not concern you." he abruptly answered. "we'll pack lightly,
and travel secretly. Secrecy is our best ally."
I couldn't understand as to why we had to travel like so, but more or less it was
obvious that he would not discuss the topic any further. I simply nodded in agreement.
"We'll pass through the mines. The prisoners are escaping tonight. We'll go along
with them." he suddenly said.
"the prisoners?" my mind suddenly whirled to my old friends... and Touya, the
brotherly figure who always protected me when I was in the mines. Then I remembered
their plans of escape, the one he told me about just before I left for the choosing.
"we'll meet up with Touya there.... I assume that you know of him?"
"yes.... he was the former liutenant of the Royal Command" I answered. "..how?"
"did I meet up with him?" he continued my question. "we've been meeting secretly,
that's the reason to my absence before the wedding. I have suffered from my father's
clutches just like any slave and I will not tolerate it any longer." he answered,
hatred overflowing in his voice. "we leave tonight. Go and pack. bring only what is
necessary and nothing more." he said and left the room.
I packed only a few things, including a small nacecklace given to me by the princess.
The necklace was simple and it looked like a small key of somesort. Others were
a spare shirt and shorts, and some healing kits that I knew would be necessary.
It was nighttime when Syaoran came back into the room, which I barely left through
the day, he tossed me a black riding cloak with a large hood. He wore the same thing
but the color of his seemed to change with the backround. By midnight, we had left
the castle grounds, with him leading the way, silently. He chose the best path
for we didn't encounter any guards along the way. We passed through the garden,
a long a door; long since forgotten; covered by vines.
We passed through the woods, our cloaks blending well with the shadows. There
was and odd feeling of familiarity in what I did, running stealthily across
the grounds, though I knew that I haven't done any thing to have me skilled
in that certain field. By the time we got out of the woods, the bright moon
had already shown its face, the stars winking beside it. Then, suddenly, we
stopped.
"what...." I said, and he immediately put a finger on my lips. For a moment,
we just watched, hiding in a bush, waiting for something to come or pass; I
don't know which is which.
"there" he whispered suddenly, pointing towards another cloaked figure; rising
like a dark shadow, heading towards us.
I thought it was a sentry or a guard and it surprised me when Syaoran stood
from our hiding place. The figure halted and looked up. The moon's gentle light
seeped through the darkness and unveiled the man's face.
"Touya.." I whispered, standing up myself.
END