Emerald Locked with Amber
by: Vanilla-Ice
SCRIBBLES
~This is my first story without mush in the first chapter... anywhoo lemme give you the 411...
[Princess] Sakura [Kinomoto]
~A sweet, genki girl who has the reputation of dumping her betroved(?). She is like a rose, beautiful but thorny. Get on her nerves and she'll worry and if you make her worry, two words. You're. Dead. She is very skilled in all combat and swords. Once she knows you she's the sweetst thing you've ever seen. Like an angel...innocent, genki...yet DENSE.
[Prince] Syaoran [Li]
~A fearless, brave (and not to mention TOTALLY kawaii) boy who has the reputation of dumping his betroved(?) also. He is very kawaii, but is convinced he will never love any of those obsessed Princesses who hang all over him for his ranking and looks. He is very skilled in all commbat and swords, also.


Syaoran thought he'd be sick. 'Another annoying, clingy Princess?' He sighed, as he walked through the palace doors with his mother, Queen Yelan of the Li Kingdom. "Now Syaoran, act on your best behaviour." Queen Yelan warned him. Syaoran nodded, he knew the routine. He'd act nice and polite infront of the King but as soon as he was out of their sight he'd pull a prank on the Princess.
"Ah, Prince Syaoran!" King Fujitaka greeted Syaoran. "And Queen Yelan!" He greeted Yelan. "Sakura should be arriving any minute!" He smiled, and looked at the doors as if expecting her to come in any time. Ten minutes later, a girl burst through the door in a thin pink gown. Her long hair was blowing behind her back as she ran towards the King, holding the ends of her dress. Her green eyes were bright, and her hair was a beautiful auburn colour. She skidded to a stop infront of the king and curtsied. "You asked of me?" She said, sitting down, her skirts spread in front and in back of her. King Fujitaka chuckled. "You are going to wed a new Prince in a couple of weeks-" He started. Sakura's eye widened. "Father, you promised a week before promising another" She paused and grimaced. "...another Prince." Fujitaka gave her a warning look. "Sakura! You will wed who and when I tell you to, is that clear?" He said in an annoyed tone.
"BUT FATHER! Those men they, they cling to me and sometimes they are a bit overboard! You never know when one physco Prince will go too far-" She started, but stopped as Fujitaka silenced her by pointed to Syaoran, who was behind her. "He is your betrothed." He called. Sakura's eyes widened even more, and tears welled up in her eyes. She whipped her head back to the King and gave him a cold, stubborn glare. She ran out of the room, a single sob escaping her lips.
Syaoran glared and walked off to his chambers. (A/n; If you're wondering, he knows where they are oO) 'Beautiful, though... WAIIIIIIIIIT. She is NOT beautiful. She's a stubborn crybaby.' He went and laid on his bed to think things over.Fujitaka knocked softly on Sakura's door and came in to see her sitting on the ledge of her window staring out at the land. "Sakura." Her father called softly. He hated to promise men to his daughter. He felt the same way, yet there was no choice. "Sakura, you know I don't like to promise you men. But please, just try to be friends with the prince." He explained to her. Sakura looked back to her father. "Why?" She asked curiously, walking over with one hand holding her skirts. Fujitaka smiled knowingly, he knew Syaoran was the one for Sakura. He hoped Yelan's plan would work. Sakura gave him a gentle hug. She started to walk back over to the window, but Fujitaka's eyebrow went up. Sakura stopped, sighed, and turned around with a glare. "Ok."
Sakura skipped outside gleefully. She'd make the best of this day. If all she had to do was be friends with this prince, it would turn out ok. "But I wonder, what he meant by friends?" She softly questioned herself. She looked up and saw a boy sitting by the pond feeding the ducks. "Hiedki-kun!" Sakura shouted, smiling. Hiedki (A/n; name is bad I know so shut it) was one of Sakura's best friends besides Tomoyo. She loved Hiedki like a big brother, yet Hiedki acted weird around her. Sakura shrugged it off as she saw Hiedki look up at her. (A/n; Yes! Hiedki loves Sakura in *that* way) He smiled and walked over to her. "Wanna practice swords again?" He asked knowingly. Sakura's smile widened. "SURE!" She yelled and ran over to her sword.
She went behind a tree and put on brown pants that went to her knees and a thin, loose white shirt that went to her elbows. She took off her shoes and then hid all her clothes in the bushes. She grinned and found Hiedki laying out there bored. "Gosh, Sakura. You changed so slooooooow." Hiedki said pronouncing the last word very slowly. Sakura playfully hit her arm and handed him a sword. "Do you want to warm up with swords or hand-to-hand combat?" (A/n; That's what you call it right?) Sakura asked. Hiedki took a risk. "Hand-to-hand combat." He said smugly.
"Surely you would of known by now..." Sakura started sweetly. "...IT'S BEEN OVER 5 YEARS!" She yelled. Meanwhile Syaoran was walking outside. He heard a yell and quickly went to it. He hid in a tree to see what the princess was doing.
Sakura got in a fighting stance, as did Hiedki. Sakura smirked as Hiedki threw the first punch. She dodged easily. Hiedki could get rough though, so she waited. He then through a combo of a spin, punch, kick, punch. Sakura did a handspring over him with ease. "Hiedki, you'll have to start making up different combos. You always start with that one!" Sakura said, her hand on her hip in a girly way making Hiedki a bit mad. "Oh really Sakura?" He said inching closer. Sakura smirked. "Really." Hiedki grabbed Sakura's arm and through her into the pond nearby. Sakura grimaced. She got up and looked at her hair. "HIEDKIIIIIIIIIII!!" She screeched and Hiedki knew he was in for it. She stomped over and slapped him. "Your mean!" She whined. Hiedki was used to Sakura's slaps so he just smiled. "I'm mean alright." He replied smugly.
Sakura stepped on his foot and ran away giggling. Hiedki grinned, and blushed. Syaoran thought his eyes would pop out. This Hied-whatever like Sakura! He felt a blush coming to his cheeks too as Sakura ran, her shirt flying everywhere. He shook his head. What was the matter with him. The first day and he's...aack! Blushing!?
Hiedki ran after her and grabbed her, pulling her over his head. He plopped her in the bushes. Sakura giggled and ran out. "Was that your best?" She cried out happily. Hiedki had a look of fear. Sakura ran onto the practice arena and got her sword. "C'mon...CHICKEN!" She said laughing at the idea of Hiedki dressed up as a chicken. Hiedki shook his head. "Then..." Sakura said thinking. "You have to give me a piggy back ride!" Hiedki sighed and picked her up on his back. Sakura giggled. "Wheee! Your tall Hiedki!" She said joyfully. Hiedki blushed feeling Sakura on him. Sakura jumped off. "Hiedki your red. Are you sick?" Hiedki shook his head fast. "Good!" She said smiling and she plopped down. "I think I'll go back in my dress. My father wants me to talk to Prince Syaoran and get to know him." She said smiling. Hiedki's face turned to one of pure shock mixed with hidden anger. "Who?" He asked. Sakura smiled.
"Father has promised me to Prince Syaoran of the Li Kingdom. My father said we could just be friends. He says he doesn't like to promise me men but he has to." Hiedki's look stayed. "Oh?" He looked around and back at Sakura. She sighed and looked at the pond. "I hope he's not like that other physco lunatic. Who was he? Oh, Prince Toru." She shuddered. "If Father didn't come he would have gotten all the way into my room. He was a creep." She said talking half to herself, half Hiedki. Hiedki nodded, and helped her up. "Thanks. I'll go, if I only have to be friends with Li-kun, than I will do fine." Sakura said, smiling happily. She waved and ran behind the tree Syaoran was in. She changed into another dress. It had straps about 2 inches wide. The body of the skirt was dark pink, but it faded to white at the end.
Sakura sweatdropped. "Tomoyo!" She sighed as Tomoyo popped out of the bush. "SAKURAAAAA YOU LOOK SO KIREI!" She squealed with stars in her eyes. "That way this Prince Syaoran will fall in love with you and you will live happily ever after!" Tomyo carried on. She stopped and looked at Sakura who had a look of horror. "I'm only going to be friends with him. Besides, no sane person would like me. I'm ugly 'Yo-chan." (A/n; Like my nickname?) Tomoyo sighed at Sakura's last statement. "Think what you like. I know that guys fall like flies near you." She said sadly, but smiled. "Did you see that guy yesterday when you were out in the stables with all those other princes and princesses? Whoah, he totally digged you! He was in the palm of your hand." Tomoyo squealed. Sakura sighed. "He was cute, but I didn't like him. He smiled a lot, though." Sakura said sorrowfully. She shook her head and walked out from behind the bushes.
Syaoran nearly fell off the tree when he saw her. 'Oh my god, I'm going to fall for her.' He thought to himself as he looked at how the dress hung on her every curve. He listened in on what they were talking about. "...no sane person would like me. I'm ugly 'Yo-chan." Syaoran nearly fell off again. She was NOT ugly. He'd have a hard time trying to act cool around this angel. But he had competition, Hideki.
Sakura giggled as she saw Hiedki's face when he looked at her. Tomoyo looked at Hiedki and forced a smile. 'Eew, look at that creep. He so wants Sakura. GROSS!' She thought to herself. Tomyo dragged Sakura away. "C'mon, a lot of Princes and Princesses will be there at dinner!" Sakura smiled and followed Tomyo. "BYE!" She called out. Syaoran shot up, he had to go to dinner. He called up his sword and made himself invisable, runnig past Sakura and everyone else until he was ready. He walked into the dining hall and saw millions of girls staring at him, drooling. Meanwhile, Sakura ran into a million guys drooling and staring at her. Sakura and Syaoran ran for the table with no one, both bumping into each other. Prepared herself to fall, she shut her eyes tight but she felt strong arms around her small waist. She looked up into amber eyes. "You...." She said. "Prince Syaoran, the one I have to wed." She said to herself making that a little red flag in her memory.
Syaoran blushed. "Yup." He said and sat down. By this time, everyone was looking at the couple. Girls ran over to the seat next Syaoran, but Sakura plopped down. "Whoah!" She screamed as girls pushed her off rudely. She closed her eyes. "Not again." Syaoran grabbed her wirst and pulled her back onto the seat with a smirk. "Hello, again." He said cooly. Sakura blinked, and a smile tugged at her lips. "Hey." Sakura answered just as calm. She looked down at her plate and looked up. "Li-kun?" She glanced at Syaoran eyes. 'Whoah, look at....oh no. No....no no no NO!' She thought to herself. Syaoran looked over at Sakura. "Yeah?" Sakura smiled. "My father wants us to be friends. Would you like to?" She asked, happily. Syaoran smiled the smallest smile. "Sure." Sakura grinned and looked up at the guys drooling. "Hoe?" Sakura said, looking at them. One guy was getting close. Now he was practically breathing down her neck. She gently got up, and smiled. "Hi!" She said forcing a happy look. "Hey." The boy said with a cool attitude. Sakura smiled and knee-d him in the *you know where* "BYE!" Sakura said happily. After dinner, Sakura went to the balcony. The moonight cast a beautiful silvery light on her and her hair swayed in the breeze. Syaoran got up to go outside with her. Sakura didn't turn from the stars. "My mother is up there." She said, quietly. A tear trickled down her cheek, her one and anothe runtil she was sobbing. Syaoran looked back at the girl. He felt awkward. He gently hugged her, his arms loose around her. Sakura cried on his chest, getting his shirt all wet.
Sakura had stopped crying, and a few hiccups sounded. She looked up, he chin on his chest and smiled, "Thanks. I needed a good cry." She said and walked away. Syaoran stared at her, as the wind ruffled his hair. Scribbles
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