Author's notes:
Lenna: WOW!!
Kyra: We actually a lot of reviews!!
Nelly: We're so happy and exited about this, that we
decided to write the continuation sooner!!
Lenna: And it's like, wow!! We were completely
surprised at the number of reviews!!
Nelly: Thanks for all the nice reviews!!
Oh, Obiwankatie, thank you!! We realized the mistake,
sorry!! ^.^() OK, so one thing is defined – Sakura is sixteen, and the war
ended eleven years before, OK? Sorry!
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Hurt of love, reborn as an
Angel
Chapter one
One month later…
'There she is again…' Sakura watched her mother with
concern, as she observed the kingdom placidly. The Queen was leaned on the
ledge of one of the huge windows that let sunlight shine into the castle, eyes
glazed over as she simply admired the view, a frown on her lovely features.
Sakura sighed, shaking her head. Lately, her mother had
been troubled about something, and yet she refused to tell her what was wrong.
Whenever Sakura approached her to ask what worried her, she would only smile
and say that everything was fine. However, the Princess knew Nadeshiko better
than that, and was sure something bothered her.
Lost in her thoughts, the Queen suddenly realized that
Sakura had been watching her. Her emerald eyes, usually bright and cheerful,
were sad. Nadeshiko could imagine the ground – she had been avoiding her
daughter, as not having to answer her unending questions about what worried
her.
Nadeshiko: Oh, Sakura! How long have you been there? – She
asked, forcing a smile. Sakura knew very well that she wasn't smiling
naturally, but she approached her mother. The Princess needed to know what the
normally merry woman contemplated so long about.
Nadeshiko: Sakura, is something wrong with you? – Nadeshiko
asked as she placed a lock of silky hair behind her ear, avoiding Sakura's sad
eyes. Even though she knew the answer, Nadeshiko was concerned about her child.
Sakura: Mother, look at me. Please, look into my eyes. –
Sakura pleaded, touching Nadeshiko's face with the tip of her fingers. The
Queen reluctantly gazed into the sorrowful eyes of her beloved daughter.
Sakura: Mom, I'm worried about you. Please, please I beg
you, tell me what is wrong. – Sakura asked, watching as her mother hesitated,
pondering about whether it would be wise or not telling her the true ground of
her anxiety.
Sakura: Mom… - Sakura whispered.
Nadeshiko: All right, Sakura… I'll let you know what is in
my mind… Please call your sister, and I will explain what is currently
happening. – The Queen answered, almost unwillingly agreeing. But seeing her
daughter lighten up a bit, after many mournful days caused by Nadeshiko
herself, was a big enough reward.
Sakura: Thank you, mother… - Sakura smiled at her, walking
out of the door to call Tomoyo. Nadeshiko nodded.
She had never told her two daughters about her true past.
Yes, she considered them both her daughters. After all, they grew up together
and with the same mother. The mother that hadn't told them everything that they
should know. Sure, the princesses knew everything about the war and how
despising men were, and also the ground why their country had none of them. But
the Queen had never told her daughters about how the war began.
It had all happened so fast. The mother magician could
recall all the memories as if they just happened.
"One day, Fujitaka appeared home and declared that he
would leave.
Leave?! I remembered myself asking, perplexed. Yes, he
nodded, he would leave to join the ones who needed him, he proclaimed, looking
down at me.
You can't!! I shouted in vain that if not for me, he should
stay for Sakura. It was of no use. I stared in utter shock as he packed a bag
with some simple clothing, and left without any glance back. Oh, how hard I
cried that night. I wanted to cry until my tears were all dried up, so that I
wouldn't have to cry for him anymore. The one man I loved, my one and only true
love, had simply left me. He was gone. And by then, I had no idea why.
I thought he must have been cheating on me or something.
Yes, I was probably not satisfactory, I thought bitterly. So I wasn't enough
for him. Accepting my destiny, I decided to raise our daughter alone. Sakura.
Named after a flower, she would grow up to be a happy girl, and wouldn't need a
father. Not as long as she had her mother.
But then, the next week, Sonomi appeared in front of my
door, crying her heart out. She had Tomoyo in her arms, and the little girl
seemed to be badly hurt, as her clothes were stained with blood. Sonomi's chest
itself was dripping with the red fluid. As if under some sort of spell, Tomoyo
was unconscious, even though her mother was almost screaming for help right
above her. I quickly led her into the house, taking the supposedly wounded
child in my arms. Yes, supposedly. As soon as I had the dark-haired girl in my
embrace, Sonomi collapsed on the ground.
I remember how terrorized I was, letting out a scream of
horror. As fast as I could, I laid Tomoyo in my bed before rushing back to the
living room. I quickly kneeled on the floor, resting Sonomi's head on my lap.
She was only able to choke out a few words, before dying in my arms…
Please, take care of my daughter… Tomoyo… As i-if she were
your o-own, cous-sin… She coughed the last words out with blood, and soon
closed her eyes.
Please, tell me who did this to you!!! I remember perfectly
just how furiously I yelled, grabbing Sonomi's shoulders with a tear-stained
face. Sonomi opened one eye briefly, and gasped one single word… Men… And
Sonomi's lifeless body fell limply on the floor."
Tomoyo: So… I-It were men w-who k-killed my mother… -
Tomoyo chocked, narrowing her eyes furiously. Never ending tears fell on her
dress, and she clenched two shaking fists in anger. She lowered her head,
letting the painful tears drip on the clean ground.
Nadeshiko: Are you sure you want me to continue? –
Nadeshiko asked, putting a hand on Tomoyo's shoulder. She nodded, wiping her
eyes. Sakura hugged her best fried, a tear coming down her cheek as well.
"Well, at first I didn't understand what she meant by
'men'. I thought she was talking about one single person, in case a man. Ha,
how naïve I was… I had no idea that she was speaking of a whole crowd, formed
by only men. My previous husband being part of it, hers as well…
It was a horde formed by mainly magicians, wizards and
sorcerers. I remember the day our house was invaded by them, too. They
destroyed the door, the walls, everything. Seeking for gold, which I had none.
Like hungry wolves, they attacked everyone in their way. I don't know where
they got the idea that our country was rich with gold, but they annihilated
anyone who tried to stand in their way.
One after the other, the coward males had joined their
companions. They were scared of their leader, ha. And men are supposed to be
brave…The few courageous ones who stood against our enemy soon were killed
mercilessly. I myself knew only one who was valiant enough not to join the
vicious wolves.
They killed pitilessly almost every woman I knew. My
friends, my family, even my foes.
The frightened screams, the horrified yells, the silent
cries.
The cruel wolves laughed at them. They laughed at any
little girl who began to cry in front of them, as they considered it an act of
weaklings. They stepped on our heads, stomping us down into the dirt, until we
suffocated with the earth.
My heart was frozen. I couldn't cry anymore. Even if I felt
the burning pain in my eyes, the tears simply didn't come. My heart, which had
once been filled with love for my husband, was transformed into an icy stone. I
just didn't give up because I promised that I would take care of you two,
Tomoyo and Sakura. You were the only ground for me to raise my head and keep
battling.
And I fought will all my strength, using complex magical
incantations, powerful magic attacks. I admit it, hatred blinded my eyes. But
whenever I remembered Sonomi's lifeless body on my lap, I couldn't help but
want revenge."
Sakura: Mother, but you always told us that we should never
guard any resentment… - Sakura looked at her mother, frowning. Nadeshiko
nodded, sadly.
Nadeshiko: Yes, but this was a lesson I learnt only later
on. – She replied quietly, getting on with her story.
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Lenna: Well, it's not very good, but we're still
working on it!
Nelly: We have to add some details about Nadeshiko's
and Sonomi's past, as well as make S+S and T+E meet… ^.~
Lenna: OK, that's it for now! We'll update as soon as
possible!!
Kyra: Yeah.