*** Sorry people. I was not able to continue for quite some time because I
was either caught up with work, or just lazy!^_^ soo. what do you guy think
so far? Kate, syaoran is in summer school because his mother put him there.
You know how mothers can be sometimes, ^_^;. Oh. And you people who are
wondering about the significance of the vase.. You'll just have to continue
to read and find out. Oh by, the way, when the roman people are talking,
they are talking in Latin, it is just heard from sakura's and syaoran's
point of view so it's not in Latin. Kapeesh? Good!
Disclaimer: I do not sadly own ccs. Clara and Claudius, however, are mine.
Their new master's wife came out of the house with a curious look on her face.
"Did you get a cook?" she looked at the two suspiciously.
"Yes. Actually, both can, but the girl is supposed to be very good."
She snorted. " We'll see." She looked at Sakura and Syaoran and said, " Follow me" Over her shoulder while walking into the house.
They walked through the atrium of the house where they were amazed to see the clarity of the small pool located there.
'Wow,' Sakura thought. 'The Romans weren't low on art I guess.'
Syaoran looked away from the small family shrine he had been observing and smirked at her.
Haven't you been paying attention in class? 'Crap. There I go again, insulting her without meaning to.'
Pay attention! She hissed right before he walked straight into a pillar. He hit with a sharp CRACK, causing their mistress to look back.
"Are you stupid? Maybe I should sell you, seeing that you cannot even watch where you are going!"
Ouch.
Keep calm, she has power over you at the moment..' thought Sakura.
" I'm sorry ma'am but I was busy looking at how wonderfully built and sophisticated your home was."
She looked at him sharply for a moment, then smiled. " Your mistake was clumsy, but it could not be helped. Do not let it happen again, or I will punish you by making you and you sister separate."
That was pathetic though Sakura. It worked didn't it?
In the future, warn me before you do crap like that so I can run to the nearest bathroom.
Your opinion is amusing. Sorry.
For what?
Insulting you all the time.
She paused in shock, then caught up with their mistress.
Why do you care now! You've never given a second thought about all this before. You always cut me down. Always try to make me fail. Why do you hate me? I never did one thing to deserve all the emotional abuse that you have dished out! 'ouch. I guess I have been pretty ugly to her in the past.'
I.
you what
I.I guess I was trying to hide my insecurity.
INSECURITY? she roared in psychically to him. Since when have YOU been insecure? Mr. Good grades, perfect athlete, and crush object of every know girl! You have NO right to call yourself insecure.
Her comments just made him angry. SHUT UP SAKURA!
She did. She was shocked.
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH I HAVE TO PUT UP WITH???? A TYRANICAL MOTHER, A CLAN TELLING WHAT TO DO ALL THE TIME, ARRANGED MARRAIGES? YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW GOOD YOU HAVE IT! TO BE ABLE TO DECIDE WHO YOU WANT TO MARRY, WHAT SCHOOL COURSES YOU'RE GOING TO TAKE, WHAT YOU'RE GOING TO DO WITH YOU'RE LIFE! I CAN'T DO ANY OF THAT AND IT SUCKS!
I.I'm sorry. I had no idea.
He softened at the meekness in her thoughts.
It's okay, just don't go making assumptions about people when you know nothing about them. Lets talk later. I think that our "Mistress" wants us to show her how well we can cook.
Li was right in his assumption. Their mistress had taken them to the kitchen.
" We have no other slaves except for the two of you. Claudius, your master, is having company tonight, and you will cook, serve and entertain them." With that being said, she left them to get ready.
They looked at the kitchen. There were basic herbs and meats on the walls, with basins engraved into the stone counters that lined the walls. There was a huge stone furnace that could be used for cooking.
Oh crap. No electricity. thought Sakura.
Why are you using thought speech? They can't tell what we are saying if we speak in English.
They probably wouldn't look upon us with favor if we speak in English all the time.
you have a point. Sooo... what are we gonna cook.?
Maybe if we made them a foreign dish that they have never had, and they like it, they will keep us?
That might just work. What meats do we have and what plants and herbs?
Well, there aren't many plants other than the herbs. I can go to the garden I saw up front. I saw some tomatoes, potatoes, and onions.
Great. Can you get some fruit for desert?
No problem she walked out of the kitchen to ask their mistress for permission to the plants.
Syaoran, meanwhile, got down the freshest looking meat from the wall, and a knife from the rack where many primitive *compared to today's * cooking utensils were located. He chopped the meat into cubes, and put them on a thing piece of wood, finding no basin to use for cooking over the fire. * imagine shishcabobs. That's what he's doing. * After setting the meat to roast, he got some oregano, rosemary, and thyme from the wall. * I'm not sure that they had all those in Italy back then, just work with me here! * He then got a pestle and ground the three herbs into a mixture to put on the meat and vegetables later.
Sakura came in with two baskets; One with fruits, and the other with vegetables.
Wow. You get things done quickly! she thought to him while glancing at the furnace. I'm impressed!
He blushed and quickly turned back to the fire to avoid her seeing his obvious emotions.
He was not quick enough though, and Sakura saw his blush, though much to her confusion.
She dismissed it and turned to the vegetables and fruits. Laying the fruits aside, she pulled out potatoes, carrots, onions, and mushrooms. She got three knifes from the rack. A thick large one for chopping, a thin one for peeling, and a long one for more precise and complicated cuts. She momentarily laid the onions and mushrooms to the side and brought the potatoes over to the small water stream running along the far side of the room. She brought two jars as well. She filled one with water, and the other she placed the potatoes in. She walked back to the counter and got the thin knife. While walking back to the stream, she glanced at Syaoran and caught him staring at her. Blushing once again, he looked away and turned the meat to avoid confrontation. Sakura, getting the hidden message in his actions resisted the urge to confront him and proceeded to wash the potatoes.
After washing the potatoes she peeled them and placed the finished ones in the jar with water. Once she got back to the counter, she set down the jar and turned to Syaoran, who was staring at her again. Ignoring or just oblivious to the obvious, she asked him for help.
Can you cut the onions for me? I tend to cry.
Syaoran, caught by surprise, replied. Uh. Sure. He walked over to the counter and took the onions to the counter space close to the meat.
Uh. don't you need to turn the meat?
He turned around. Wha? she pointed to the fire. Realizing what she meant, he panicked at his mistake and rushed to the meat. He examined it.
Thanks. That was close. Thankfully it wasn't burned.
Anytime. After you finish the onions, jut bring them over here.
He turned back to the onions. Where did you learn to cook so well? he thought to her.
She paused then continued to cut the potatoes without looking at him. My dad was a good cook. He taught me everything.
Isn't your dad still alive?
..
Oh! I'm so sorry! I had no idea. How come no one knows?
Keep on working, we only have 3 more hours and it takes a while to cook by fire. We have to make dessert too.
Syaoran came over to her and handed her the onions. She smiled in gratitude and glanced hopefully at the mushrooms.
Sure. Um.. How did your father die?he said, starting on the mushrooms.
She went to turn the meat and came back to the potatoes.
My father was an archeologist. She picked up the potatoes and retrieved a metal cooking rack from the darkest corner of the kitchen. Syaoran cursed himself for not seeing it while he was searching.
He was on a dig in Egypt and was uncovering an ancient tomb.
She placed the rack on the fire and put the potatoes and onions on top of it.
He was walking with his group to the nearest postal office to send a telegram to the dean of his school, to tell him the good news. On the way, there was a terrible storm and they had to make camp for the night and proceed the next day. He. he.. He was fearless! So careful and strong. About to announce the find of his career and all his dreams and. his life. was shattered by a stupid snake!
She burst into tears. I miss him so much. Touya was about to move to Osaka to his permanent job. He wanted to stay with me, but I wouldn't let him. I don't mind living living alone.. But.. I miss him so much.
Syaoran came over to her and took her into his arms. Shhhh. Don't worry. I'm sure he misses you too. It'll be all right.
She buried her face into his shoulder and cried for about 15 minutes. After while she looked up and smiled.
Thanks. I'm glad you're here with me. she thought to him while blushing and looking down.
He got over his surprise at her reaction and just smiled back.
Me too.
They finished cooking and made desert. They set out all the food on trays according to the course. The mistress came in and looked at their work with interest. Sakura asked if she would like a sample, while Syaoran got her a small dish.
After tasting the food they had prepared, she nodded in approval.
"It is foreign but very delicious. I am sure that my husband and his guest will approve."
After they had finished thanking her for her praise, she spoke again.
" My name is Clara. You will call me Mistress. What can the two of you do for entertainment?"
Uh oh. Forgot about that. Sakura said in thought speech.
Don't worry. Let me handle this one.
It's all yours
" Sakura," he pointed her while talking to Clara, " and I can dance very well. It is a type of dancing foreign to you're people, but I can assure you that your husband will like it."
Clara narrowed her eyes.
"May I see a sample of your dancing?"
Um Syaoran, a little reminder, I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DANCE!
Syaoran gritted his teeth and forced a smile at Clara.
Just try to explain
Sakura shot Syaoran a glare and said to Clara. What he means is that Syaoran will dance and I will sing along to his dancing.
WHAT?!?!?!!?O_o
Just do that little Chi routine that you do to get warmed up for fighting.
How do you know ab-
SHUT UP and do it, except slower and more graceful.
"If I find out that you two are lying, and you disappoint my husband. You two will be punished. severely."
*** Whoo hoo! I wrote a longer chapter this time people. Today is a holiday for me, and I got to relax and write this story. Oh by the way, I accepted flames in my other story, and I didn't like. So, don't flame me..please. ^_^ oh yeah
Disclaimer: I do not sadly own ccs. Clara and Claudius, however, are mine.
Their new master's wife came out of the house with a curious look on her face.
"Did you get a cook?" she looked at the two suspiciously.
"Yes. Actually, both can, but the girl is supposed to be very good."
She snorted. " We'll see." She looked at Sakura and Syaoran and said, " Follow me" Over her shoulder while walking into the house.
They walked through the atrium of the house where they were amazed to see the clarity of the small pool located there.
'Wow,' Sakura thought. 'The Romans weren't low on art I guess.'
Syaoran looked away from the small family shrine he had been observing and smirked at her.
Haven't you been paying attention in class? 'Crap. There I go again, insulting her without meaning to.'
Pay attention! She hissed right before he walked straight into a pillar. He hit with a sharp CRACK, causing their mistress to look back.
"Are you stupid? Maybe I should sell you, seeing that you cannot even watch where you are going!"
Ouch.
Keep calm, she has power over you at the moment..' thought Sakura.
" I'm sorry ma'am but I was busy looking at how wonderfully built and sophisticated your home was."
She looked at him sharply for a moment, then smiled. " Your mistake was clumsy, but it could not be helped. Do not let it happen again, or I will punish you by making you and you sister separate."
That was pathetic though Sakura. It worked didn't it?
In the future, warn me before you do crap like that so I can run to the nearest bathroom.
Your opinion is amusing. Sorry.
For what?
Insulting you all the time.
She paused in shock, then caught up with their mistress.
Why do you care now! You've never given a second thought about all this before. You always cut me down. Always try to make me fail. Why do you hate me? I never did one thing to deserve all the emotional abuse that you have dished out! 'ouch. I guess I have been pretty ugly to her in the past.'
I.
you what
I.I guess I was trying to hide my insecurity.
INSECURITY? she roared in psychically to him. Since when have YOU been insecure? Mr. Good grades, perfect athlete, and crush object of every know girl! You have NO right to call yourself insecure.
Her comments just made him angry. SHUT UP SAKURA!
She did. She was shocked.
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH I HAVE TO PUT UP WITH???? A TYRANICAL MOTHER, A CLAN TELLING WHAT TO DO ALL THE TIME, ARRANGED MARRAIGES? YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW GOOD YOU HAVE IT! TO BE ABLE TO DECIDE WHO YOU WANT TO MARRY, WHAT SCHOOL COURSES YOU'RE GOING TO TAKE, WHAT YOU'RE GOING TO DO WITH YOU'RE LIFE! I CAN'T DO ANY OF THAT AND IT SUCKS!
I.I'm sorry. I had no idea.
He softened at the meekness in her thoughts.
It's okay, just don't go making assumptions about people when you know nothing about them. Lets talk later. I think that our "Mistress" wants us to show her how well we can cook.
Li was right in his assumption. Their mistress had taken them to the kitchen.
" We have no other slaves except for the two of you. Claudius, your master, is having company tonight, and you will cook, serve and entertain them." With that being said, she left them to get ready.
They looked at the kitchen. There were basic herbs and meats on the walls, with basins engraved into the stone counters that lined the walls. There was a huge stone furnace that could be used for cooking.
Oh crap. No electricity. thought Sakura.
Why are you using thought speech? They can't tell what we are saying if we speak in English.
They probably wouldn't look upon us with favor if we speak in English all the time.
you have a point. Sooo... what are we gonna cook.?
Maybe if we made them a foreign dish that they have never had, and they like it, they will keep us?
That might just work. What meats do we have and what plants and herbs?
Well, there aren't many plants other than the herbs. I can go to the garden I saw up front. I saw some tomatoes, potatoes, and onions.
Great. Can you get some fruit for desert?
No problem she walked out of the kitchen to ask their mistress for permission to the plants.
Syaoran, meanwhile, got down the freshest looking meat from the wall, and a knife from the rack where many primitive *compared to today's * cooking utensils were located. He chopped the meat into cubes, and put them on a thing piece of wood, finding no basin to use for cooking over the fire. * imagine shishcabobs. That's what he's doing. * After setting the meat to roast, he got some oregano, rosemary, and thyme from the wall. * I'm not sure that they had all those in Italy back then, just work with me here! * He then got a pestle and ground the three herbs into a mixture to put on the meat and vegetables later.
Sakura came in with two baskets; One with fruits, and the other with vegetables.
Wow. You get things done quickly! she thought to him while glancing at the furnace. I'm impressed!
He blushed and quickly turned back to the fire to avoid her seeing his obvious emotions.
He was not quick enough though, and Sakura saw his blush, though much to her confusion.
She dismissed it and turned to the vegetables and fruits. Laying the fruits aside, she pulled out potatoes, carrots, onions, and mushrooms. She got three knifes from the rack. A thick large one for chopping, a thin one for peeling, and a long one for more precise and complicated cuts. She momentarily laid the onions and mushrooms to the side and brought the potatoes over to the small water stream running along the far side of the room. She brought two jars as well. She filled one with water, and the other she placed the potatoes in. She walked back to the counter and got the thin knife. While walking back to the stream, she glanced at Syaoran and caught him staring at her. Blushing once again, he looked away and turned the meat to avoid confrontation. Sakura, getting the hidden message in his actions resisted the urge to confront him and proceeded to wash the potatoes.
After washing the potatoes she peeled them and placed the finished ones in the jar with water. Once she got back to the counter, she set down the jar and turned to Syaoran, who was staring at her again. Ignoring or just oblivious to the obvious, she asked him for help.
Can you cut the onions for me? I tend to cry.
Syaoran, caught by surprise, replied. Uh. Sure. He walked over to the counter and took the onions to the counter space close to the meat.
Uh. don't you need to turn the meat?
He turned around. Wha? she pointed to the fire. Realizing what she meant, he panicked at his mistake and rushed to the meat. He examined it.
Thanks. That was close. Thankfully it wasn't burned.
Anytime. After you finish the onions, jut bring them over here.
He turned back to the onions. Where did you learn to cook so well? he thought to her.
She paused then continued to cut the potatoes without looking at him. My dad was a good cook. He taught me everything.
Isn't your dad still alive?
..
Oh! I'm so sorry! I had no idea. How come no one knows?
Keep on working, we only have 3 more hours and it takes a while to cook by fire. We have to make dessert too.
Syaoran came over to her and handed her the onions. She smiled in gratitude and glanced hopefully at the mushrooms.
Sure. Um.. How did your father die?he said, starting on the mushrooms.
She went to turn the meat and came back to the potatoes.
My father was an archeologist. She picked up the potatoes and retrieved a metal cooking rack from the darkest corner of the kitchen. Syaoran cursed himself for not seeing it while he was searching.
He was on a dig in Egypt and was uncovering an ancient tomb.
She placed the rack on the fire and put the potatoes and onions on top of it.
He was walking with his group to the nearest postal office to send a telegram to the dean of his school, to tell him the good news. On the way, there was a terrible storm and they had to make camp for the night and proceed the next day. He. he.. He was fearless! So careful and strong. About to announce the find of his career and all his dreams and. his life. was shattered by a stupid snake!
She burst into tears. I miss him so much. Touya was about to move to Osaka to his permanent job. He wanted to stay with me, but I wouldn't let him. I don't mind living living alone.. But.. I miss him so much.
Syaoran came over to her and took her into his arms. Shhhh. Don't worry. I'm sure he misses you too. It'll be all right.
She buried her face into his shoulder and cried for about 15 minutes. After while she looked up and smiled.
Thanks. I'm glad you're here with me. she thought to him while blushing and looking down.
He got over his surprise at her reaction and just smiled back.
Me too.
They finished cooking and made desert. They set out all the food on trays according to the course. The mistress came in and looked at their work with interest. Sakura asked if she would like a sample, while Syaoran got her a small dish.
After tasting the food they had prepared, she nodded in approval.
"It is foreign but very delicious. I am sure that my husband and his guest will approve."
After they had finished thanking her for her praise, she spoke again.
" My name is Clara. You will call me Mistress. What can the two of you do for entertainment?"
Uh oh. Forgot about that. Sakura said in thought speech.
Don't worry. Let me handle this one.
It's all yours
" Sakura," he pointed her while talking to Clara, " and I can dance very well. It is a type of dancing foreign to you're people, but I can assure you that your husband will like it."
Clara narrowed her eyes.
"May I see a sample of your dancing?"
Um Syaoran, a little reminder, I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DANCE!
Syaoran gritted his teeth and forced a smile at Clara.
Just try to explain
Sakura shot Syaoran a glare and said to Clara. What he means is that Syaoran will dance and I will sing along to his dancing.
WHAT?!?!?!!?O_o
Just do that little Chi routine that you do to get warmed up for fighting.
How do you know ab-
SHUT UP and do it, except slower and more graceful.
"If I find out that you two are lying, and you disappoint my husband. You two will be punished. severely."
*** Whoo hoo! I wrote a longer chapter this time people. Today is a holiday for me, and I got to relax and write this story. Oh by the way, I accepted flames in my other story, and I didn't like. So, don't flame me..please. ^_^ oh yeah