Author's notes:
Nelly: ARIGATO for all your great reviews!!
Lenna: We are sorry for the delay again, but that was
because of little… Ahem, technical problems! ^.^'
Nelly: This is going to be interesting… Sakura still
doesn't know who kissed her…
Lenna: Please R&R!!
Kyra: We don't own CCS. CLAMP does.
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Hurt of love, reborn as an Angel
Chapter six
Syaoran laid in his bed, still
panting slightly from the hurried dash. He had managed to sneak into his room
without alarming anyone, and most importantly, without awakening the sleeping
males.
He was still shocked with the
events of this night. He had kissed the Princess of the enemy country, and
worst of all, a girl. But he couldn't deny the fact that he enjoyed it.
He still had in his mind the stunning emerald eyes of the girl he held in his
arms a moment before. Her body, first shivering and then warm, close to his own
as he hugged her.
He allowed a little smile to come
to his always serious lips. Even though it was the most prohibited thing he
could have ever done, he suddenly realized that he didn't care anymore. All he
cared for was having the beautiful girl in his arms again. He had promised her
he would meet her again, and he wasn't intending to break this promise.
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Sakura slowly crept into her room,
closing the door cautiously behind her. When she was safe, she breathed deeply
in a relieved sigh, and threw herself on the bed. A smile played on her lips,
and she touched them unconsciously. Closing her eyes, she could still picture
in her mind perfectly the piercing amber eyes of the boy she had kissed. Her
smile grew to a slight giggle, and she couldn't help but scold herself. She had
broken a serious law, and wasn't supposed to be giggling over it.
However, the Princess didn't
exactly feel guilty. She felt guilty for not feeling guilty, though. She was
supposed to be praying to God for forgiveness, crying her heart out for having
done something as forbidden, but she didn't feel like what she did was so
horrible. She couldn't bring herself to believe that she was supposed to hate
him, and she just didn't feel the guilt she was expected to feel. The sensation
of being in his arms was just too… right… She shook her head, she was just
confusing herself.
Right now, the only thing she
wanted to have in her mind was the boy she suddenly… liked? At that thought,
she opened her eyes, serious once again.
She was doing the same what her
mother did. She was falling in love. She was falling in love with a boy she
didn't even know the name. With a boy she hadn't ever talked to. With a boy she
didn't know whether she would ever meet again. But then she sighed, and shook
her head once more. He had promised to see her again, didn't he? Well, she
would have to trust him.
'My god, Sakura… You're falling
madly in love with this guy you never met before, trusting him blindly, and
still wishing that he keeps his promise…' She reprimanded herself mentally.
Yes, what if he didn't meet her again? What if he simply left the country
afraid of what he did? She frowned. 'No, I'll trust him. I don't know if I will
regret this in the future, but I just think it's the right decision. I will
trust him.' And she fell asleep with a smile.
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Meilin: Sakura, for the fortieth
time, WILL YOU WAKE UP?!? – A very angry Meilin yelled, shaking her cousin
furiously back and forth. [Lenna: Actually, no, she
isn't Sakura's cousin, but she was 'adopted' by Nadeshiko as her nephew.]
Sakura: Uh… Wha… Hm…? – She
mumbled, lazily rubbing the sleep off her eyes. Meilin huffed exasperated.
Meilin: SAKURA!! Do you have any
idea how long I've been calling you?! – She screamed, throwing her arms up in
anger. It's pretty much like very often that you see Meilin in rage, but Sakura
was too sleepy to realize that the older girl was seriously fuming.
Sakura: Actually, no… How long have
you been trying to wake me up…? – She asked, getting up and walking a little
zombie-like towards the bathroom. Meilin shrieked irritably, stomping after
her.
Meilin: Listen little girl, I will
let that one pass only because you always seem to sleep like a rock, and Tomoyo
is usually the one to wake you up!! But- HEY!! Are you listening?! – Meilin
barked annoyed, as Sakura appeared to be walking unconsciously. The Princess
nodded tiredly, turning around to smile at her. Meilin's glare faltered, and
she sighed in defeat.
Meilin: Fine then, Ms. Sleepy… Oh
god, stop smiling at me like this Sakura, or else I won't be able to discipline
you… I was sent to wake you because I-don't-know-who told me to tell you and
Tomoyo to go the training grounds! – Meilin pushed her into the bathroom,
shaking her head. 'This girl is too sweet for her own good…' She sweatdropped,
still shaking her head in disbelief.
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On the way down to the field,
already dressed and fully awake, Sakura rushed hurriedly through the corridors.
She had the fix idea in her mind that she and Tomoyo were called to the
training pitch for their first martial arts lesson, and she was almost jumping
with excitement.
The training grounds were used by
Nadeshiko and Meiya mainly to train magic and more powerful chants, such as
transfiguration spells or invisibility incantations. Sakura herself and Tomoyo
only went there in very rare occasions, as the two Princesses practiced their
magic with Meilin and Meiya in special rooms only for them. So if they were
going to use this place, her mother should really trust the new instructors,
since the grounds also held a great amount of secret passages that led into
underground halls. And into those halls, not even Sakura was allowed to go.
She dashed past maidens and guards,
jumping over a few objects that stood in her way, and finally reached a place
that she remembered as being where the training grounds used to be. She
hesitated, was she in the right field? The place had changed a lot since the
last time she went there, and she was hugely surprised at how much it was
altered. It looked sorta friendlier. It didn't have all the steaming potions or
the glowing magic globes, neither the dusty and dark appearance. The roof
wasn't there anymore, and the instead of being of stone, the ground was covered
with grass and even had a few flowers. It looked more like a prairie than any
training field.
Tomoyo: Sakura! Oh, so you're
finally here!! – Tomoyo waved at her, grinning happily. Sakura smiled back,
joining the other five figures that waited patiently for her. She recognized
Eriola, Kiiwa and Xialing, and smiled awkwardly at them.
Sakura: Sorry for making you wait!
And thank you for waiting for me at all! – Sakura bowed at the three
not-even-caring-to-look-like-ladies-anymore instructors, smiling sheepishly.
Indeed, they were wearing plainly beige dresses, that weren't too long or full
of adornments. They had given up the makeup, and only wore the earrings.
Fooling the two Princesses had been easier than they had expected, so they neglected
all the female accessories, such as high heels or makeup. Only Eriol still had
to wear the tingly wig, that was today tided to a ponytail.
Syaoran smiled secretly to himself,
as he watched the Princess struggling for air in the tight dress that inhibited
her breathing. He definitely had to admit that she was cute.
Eriol: It's alright, don't worry. –
Eriol waved the formalities off, sweatdropping a little at the cold gaze that
didn't seem to leave Kwaai Wo's eyes. Sakura smiled merrily at the three teachers,
her cheeks slightly flushed because of her previous run and her embarrassment.
Tomoyo: Well, what are we waiting
for? Let the train begin!! – Tomoyo squealed with delight, clasping her hand in
front of her chest.
Syaoran: Sure, but not with these clothes.
Wear those, or else, you won't be able to have free movements. – Syaoran said
in a fake high-pitched tone, handing the two a pair of neatly folded pants and
long sleeved shirts. Sakura and Tomoyo nodded, beaming with clear joy.
Sakura: But what about you? Will
you stay in dresses? – Sakura asked, taking her pants and shirt while cocking
her head to one side. Syaoran and Eriol sweatdropped. Oh great, if they were to
wear pants and a shirt they would definitely look way too male, and even the
two dense Princesses would recognize that they weren't their gender. They
couldn't let their cover be blown that easily. Syaoran and Eriol shifted
uneasily, glancing at Kwaai Wo. After all, he was the fast thinker of the
group.
Kwaai Wo: Uh, um, oh, don't worry, we
are already used to those! You two, since you are new, need to go on slowly! We
are already familiar with the dresses, as every other woman as well of course,
and we already can fight with them very easily! – Kwaai Wo laughed nervously,
pushing the two lightly so that they went on.
Tomoyo: Oh, OK! – Tomoyo smiled,
and pulled Sakura along with her towards the nearest bathroom around.
When the two were already out of
sight, the group breathed again.
Kwaai Wo: So, now how about we…
Hello? Are you still listening? HEY!! – Kwaai Wo yelled, cutting Syaoran and
Eriol out of their trances. They jumped up, and sweatdropped uneasily at him.
Kwaai Wo: What's wrong with you?
Why were you gawking at the – OH MY GOD!! NO, ARE NOT FALLING FOR THOSE GIRLS, ARE YOU?! – Kwaai Wo screamed
furiously, fearing the worst. Eriol and Syaoran shook their heads wildly,
trying to prevent the persistent blush from coming, but it was no use. And
Kwaai Wo wasn't satisfied with their responses to his question.
Kwaai Wo: WELL?! I'M WAITING FOR AN
ANSWER!! – He hollered, an anime vein pulsing on his forehead. The two males
glanced nervously at each other, gulping nervously. They saw that they would
have to trust their mouth and not their cheeks to convince Kwaai Wo that they
didn't like the Princesses in any remote way.
Kwaai Wo: I GUARANTEE YOU
SOMETHING!! YOU ARE NOT-
Eriol: NO!! Of course not!! What
kind of junk are you thinking at?! – Eriol snapped, faking anger in his voice
and carefully avoiding Kwaai Wo's eyes, or else he would see that he was lying.
'Argh, what is wrong with me?' He grumbled mentally, as he was known for being
a great liar, and yet now he wasn't sure whether he would be able to trust his
lying skills.
Kwaai Wo: Hm… And you?! Xiao Lang?!
– Kwaai Wo barked, putting his hands on his waist, eyeing Syaoran suspiciously.
He began to sweat, and cleared his throat tensely.
Syaoran: Don't be ridiculous! You
know that I would never fall for a female!! – Syaoran replied, managing to
sound a little more convincing than Eriol. Kwaai Wo seemed a little more
pleased than before, but suddenly began to crack up in an uncontrollable fit of
laughter.
Kwaai Wo: Oh, so you mean that you
would fall for a male? – He snorted, stifling his laughter with his hand.
Syaoran turned blue.
Syaoran: EW, NO!! – He yelped,
wrinkling his nose in abhorrence. Before Eriol could start to tease as well,
the three heard familiar giggles.
Tomoyo: We're back! Now, how about
we start the lesson?? – Tomoyo beamed, jumping into view. Eriol forced himself
not to look at her.
Sakura: How do we start? – Sakura
smiled straightly at Syaoran, getting some wonderful red to tint his cheeks. He
swallowed hard, but managed to show her a weak smile as well. He stared into
her eyes, for a moment forgetting that he was wearing a dress and earrings.
A gaze that made her freeze in her
tracks. 'X-Xialing has… The same eyes as the boy I…' She gazed at Syaoran's
eyes confused, wondering whether 'she' could be somehow related to the
mysterious boy who stole her heart.
Kwaai Wo: AHEM! First of all, why
don't you two show us how well trained you already are? – Kwaai Wo frowned
warily at Syaoran and Sakura.
Tomoyo: Fine, but… I never had any
martial arts lesson before, so just don't expect too much! – Tomoyo smiled,
winking at Sakura.
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Lenna: Sorry, this was
short!
Nelly: But because of
some little… difficulties, we are having some problems here…
Lenna: And well, sorry
that this didn't have much S+S or T+E! But we're putting more in the next
chapter, promise!!
Kyra: I just hope you
keep this promise, Lenna.