Tainted Destiny
kawaiiteddybear: eek!! stupid me... accidently replaced chapter ten with chapter one!! ARGGHHH!H!!!!! anyways this is my second fic... blah blah hope it does good as if you only knew heres. chapter one AGAIN... *sigh*
Chapter One: Forget Me Not
In the country side of Hong Kong, there laid a house, larger than 10 average size houses combined. In backyard of the house, was a whole field, parts of it was filled with roses, and various other kinds of flowers.
In a confined area, the trees had created a circle around a small young boy, not any older than six years. He had messy, tousled chestnut hair and fiery amber eyes. Eyes that could pierce through almost anyone. He was swinging a long slender sword, swishing it in sync, it was like he was flowing a graceful melody. Suddenly, he whipped out a piece of paper, and he chanted a couple of words, fireballs and lightning started to shoot out of pieces of paper. The small, yet strong boy was Li Syaoran, he was the future Li clan leader, he knew that since the day he could talk. He had become isolated, and somewhat cold, showing no compassion for others.
'Left, right, left, dodge, jump, slice.' were the only words that went through his mind. Suddenly loud crash was heard not very far away, and a sound of weeping had immediately followed.
Little Syaoran ran into the woods, clutching his sword tight, finally finding the source of the crying. He saw a small girl, with amber colored hair, she seemed as if she was the exactly same age as Syaoran. He walked up to the small girl and kneeled down to her height. It was hard to see how the girl really looked like since she was mostly covered in leaves. It seemed as if she had fallen off of the tree.
The small little girl looked up at him, her emerald colored eyes were full of fear. "Who ar-e-e you?" she stuttered in fluent Japanese.
"I'm Li Syaoran..." he replied, switching to Japanese. 'Funny, I never knew Japanese would be good to use.' he thought.
The girl shrived back, "What do you want from me?" she screamed.
"I won't hurt you..." he tried to calm her down.
Her eyes were fixed upon the long silver, shiny sword that was clutched, "A big knife?" she asked, her whole body shaking, as she started to cry even more.
"No..." Syaoran said soothingly, "Its just a training sword that I use."
The eye's the girl wore started to soften, "Kinomoto Sakura." she said quietly, still a far distance from Syaoran, her back leaning against a nearby tree.
"Why are you here?" he asked her.
"Some lady..." she started to cry again, as the tears started to rapid fall to the ground.
"Woman?" Syaoran questioned.
"Fireballs...dark..." Sakura murmured, tears still feel down her cheek.
"How did you get here?"
"Japan..." she sniffled.
"This is Hong Kong." Syaoran pointed out.
Sakura looked at him.
"Come on... we can go to my house..." he looked at her, with deep concern. He reached for Sakura, helping her off of the ground. He noticed she was wearing baby pink pyjama's, they were torn in many different areas. He led her out of the forest, he heard a long sigh when their house was in view.
"Wow!" she squealed, clapping her heands childishly.
"Well... let's go..." he said, somewhat shyly.
They were in the kitchen, rummaging through the ice cream, as the cook was bring out the cones. Sakura had chosen strawberry and Syaoran was happy with chocolate. The two children sat side by side, both enjoying the cold, sweet taste of ice cream.
Suddenly a tall, yet remarkably, beautiful looking woman entered the kitchen. That woman, who was Syaoran's mother was Yelan. "Xiao Lang!" the woman called out in chinese.
Which made little Sakura's eyes fill with complete curiousity.
"Mother..." he bowed, walking up to her.
"Who is your guest?" Yelan asked, smiling, but still in chinese.
"Kinomoto Sakura. She only knows Japanese." he informed her.
The mention of Sakura's name made her ears perk up.
Yelan went over to Sakura, giving her a warm smile, 'She must be something else, never in the past six years has my son ever opened up to anyone this quick.' she told herself. "Welcome to Hong Kong, child. Where did you come from?" she asked warmly, switching to Japanese.
"Tomoeda...Japan..." she squeaked nervously.
"What exactly happened?" she asked cautiously.
Sakura's eyes immediately filled with fear, "Evil lady... out to get me... wants me..me...gone..." she told them, her eyes once again filling up with tears.
Yelan rested a hand on her shoulder, "Your welcome to stay here as long as you wish, until I find you parents." she smiled.
Sakura nodded, feeling a bit happier.
"And you can keep my son company." Yelan winked.
Sakura looked at her in confusion.
~*~
It was exactly one year, one year after Syaoran had found the small, lost, weeping girl crying in the forest. His sisters, of course, were ecstatic when they saw the girl entered the living room, where they were all playing. They knew that it was there chance to play with a REAL doll. Sakura was almost like a blessing to the house, she brought happiness to wherever she went, she always stayed happy and cheerful. She had accompanied and learned alongside with Syaoran in his studies, learning a few things here and there. But just like any average six year old, all she wanted to do was play.
Yelan had noticed that Syaoran had become much more pleasant to be around, then the glaring boy had orginally brought into the world. 'She has definitely changed him for the better...' she thought, smiling, 'But she was sent here for a reason, fate brought her here. But why?' her thoughts were cut short when the phone started to ring. She picked it up.
"Yes... okay..." Yelan spoke into the phone, "Let her in, I will go inform her." she clicked off the phone and rushed to the garden.
~*~
Sakura and Syaoran were happily playing in the garden, it was there usually time of the day to run out in the garden, laughing and running.
Yelan caught up to them, "Sakura...there is someone here to see you." she said smiling.
Sakura looked over by the entrance and saw a tall, slender woman. She had long, waist length dark blueish hair and delicate, yet intense facial features. Sakura ran over, crying, "Mother!" she wrapped herself around the beautiful woman.
Mizumi, her mother, didn't seem to react from her hug, she just kneeled there, letting her daughter enjoy herself. "Funs over, Sakura. Time to go home. Where you belong." she said plainly.
Sakura reluctantly said goodbye to everyone, silent tears were falling inside the small girl. The last person she wanted to say goodbye was no other than Syaoran.
"Here!" she said, trying to sound cheerful, she was happy to finally go home, but she felt as if she had created another life, here in Hong Kong. She took Syaoran's hand and dropped a tiny pink trinket. "I will miss you..." tears started to fall down her innocent face.
"I will too..." Syaoran said, looking away.
"Always remember me okay, Syaoran?" Sakura asked, timidly.
Syaoran turned his attention back to her. "I will always remember you, don't worry." he reassured her.
With the good byes done, Mizumi grabbed Sakura's hand and dragged her to the car. It was waiting just out of the gate.
Sakura looked back and waved to all the people in the garden.
Syaoran watched as his only friend walked away in the distance. Little did anyone know, this was just the beginning...
[a/n:THERE!!! rewrittened! not as good as the first draft i made, but FINALLY i can work on chap 11!! so review blah blah!]
kawaiiteddybear: eek!! stupid me... accidently replaced chapter ten with chapter one!! ARGGHHH!H!!!!! anyways this is my second fic... blah blah hope it does good as if you only knew heres. chapter one AGAIN... *sigh*
Chapter One: Forget Me Not
In the country side of Hong Kong, there laid a house, larger than 10 average size houses combined. In backyard of the house, was a whole field, parts of it was filled with roses, and various other kinds of flowers.
In a confined area, the trees had created a circle around a small young boy, not any older than six years. He had messy, tousled chestnut hair and fiery amber eyes. Eyes that could pierce through almost anyone. He was swinging a long slender sword, swishing it in sync, it was like he was flowing a graceful melody. Suddenly, he whipped out a piece of paper, and he chanted a couple of words, fireballs and lightning started to shoot out of pieces of paper. The small, yet strong boy was Li Syaoran, he was the future Li clan leader, he knew that since the day he could talk. He had become isolated, and somewhat cold, showing no compassion for others.
'Left, right, left, dodge, jump, slice.' were the only words that went through his mind. Suddenly loud crash was heard not very far away, and a sound of weeping had immediately followed.
Little Syaoran ran into the woods, clutching his sword tight, finally finding the source of the crying. He saw a small girl, with amber colored hair, she seemed as if she was the exactly same age as Syaoran. He walked up to the small girl and kneeled down to her height. It was hard to see how the girl really looked like since she was mostly covered in leaves. It seemed as if she had fallen off of the tree.
The small little girl looked up at him, her emerald colored eyes were full of fear. "Who ar-e-e you?" she stuttered in fluent Japanese.
"I'm Li Syaoran..." he replied, switching to Japanese. 'Funny, I never knew Japanese would be good to use.' he thought.
The girl shrived back, "What do you want from me?" she screamed.
"I won't hurt you..." he tried to calm her down.
Her eyes were fixed upon the long silver, shiny sword that was clutched, "A big knife?" she asked, her whole body shaking, as she started to cry even more.
"No..." Syaoran said soothingly, "Its just a training sword that I use."
The eye's the girl wore started to soften, "Kinomoto Sakura." she said quietly, still a far distance from Syaoran, her back leaning against a nearby tree.
"Why are you here?" he asked her.
"Some lady..." she started to cry again, as the tears started to rapid fall to the ground.
"Woman?" Syaoran questioned.
"Fireballs...dark..." Sakura murmured, tears still feel down her cheek.
"How did you get here?"
"Japan..." she sniffled.
"This is Hong Kong." Syaoran pointed out.
Sakura looked at him.
"Come on... we can go to my house..." he looked at her, with deep concern. He reached for Sakura, helping her off of the ground. He noticed she was wearing baby pink pyjama's, they were torn in many different areas. He led her out of the forest, he heard a long sigh when their house was in view.
"Wow!" she squealed, clapping her heands childishly.
"Well... let's go..." he said, somewhat shyly.
They were in the kitchen, rummaging through the ice cream, as the cook was bring out the cones. Sakura had chosen strawberry and Syaoran was happy with chocolate. The two children sat side by side, both enjoying the cold, sweet taste of ice cream.
Suddenly a tall, yet remarkably, beautiful looking woman entered the kitchen. That woman, who was Syaoran's mother was Yelan. "Xiao Lang!" the woman called out in chinese.
Which made little Sakura's eyes fill with complete curiousity.
"Mother..." he bowed, walking up to her.
"Who is your guest?" Yelan asked, smiling, but still in chinese.
"Kinomoto Sakura. She only knows Japanese." he informed her.
The mention of Sakura's name made her ears perk up.
Yelan went over to Sakura, giving her a warm smile, 'She must be something else, never in the past six years has my son ever opened up to anyone this quick.' she told herself. "Welcome to Hong Kong, child. Where did you come from?" she asked warmly, switching to Japanese.
"Tomoeda...Japan..." she squeaked nervously.
"What exactly happened?" she asked cautiously.
Sakura's eyes immediately filled with fear, "Evil lady... out to get me... wants me..me...gone..." she told them, her eyes once again filling up with tears.
Yelan rested a hand on her shoulder, "Your welcome to stay here as long as you wish, until I find you parents." she smiled.
Sakura nodded, feeling a bit happier.
"And you can keep my son company." Yelan winked.
Sakura looked at her in confusion.
~*~
It was exactly one year, one year after Syaoran had found the small, lost, weeping girl crying in the forest. His sisters, of course, were ecstatic when they saw the girl entered the living room, where they were all playing. They knew that it was there chance to play with a REAL doll. Sakura was almost like a blessing to the house, she brought happiness to wherever she went, she always stayed happy and cheerful. She had accompanied and learned alongside with Syaoran in his studies, learning a few things here and there. But just like any average six year old, all she wanted to do was play.
Yelan had noticed that Syaoran had become much more pleasant to be around, then the glaring boy had orginally brought into the world. 'She has definitely changed him for the better...' she thought, smiling, 'But she was sent here for a reason, fate brought her here. But why?' her thoughts were cut short when the phone started to ring. She picked it up.
"Yes... okay..." Yelan spoke into the phone, "Let her in, I will go inform her." she clicked off the phone and rushed to the garden.
~*~
Sakura and Syaoran were happily playing in the garden, it was there usually time of the day to run out in the garden, laughing and running.
Yelan caught up to them, "Sakura...there is someone here to see you." she said smiling.
Sakura looked over by the entrance and saw a tall, slender woman. She had long, waist length dark blueish hair and delicate, yet intense facial features. Sakura ran over, crying, "Mother!" she wrapped herself around the beautiful woman.
Mizumi, her mother, didn't seem to react from her hug, she just kneeled there, letting her daughter enjoy herself. "Funs over, Sakura. Time to go home. Where you belong." she said plainly.
Sakura reluctantly said goodbye to everyone, silent tears were falling inside the small girl. The last person she wanted to say goodbye was no other than Syaoran.
"Here!" she said, trying to sound cheerful, she was happy to finally go home, but she felt as if she had created another life, here in Hong Kong. She took Syaoran's hand and dropped a tiny pink trinket. "I will miss you..." tears started to fall down her innocent face.
"I will too..." Syaoran said, looking away.
"Always remember me okay, Syaoran?" Sakura asked, timidly.
Syaoran turned his attention back to her. "I will always remember you, don't worry." he reassured her.
With the good byes done, Mizumi grabbed Sakura's hand and dragged her to the car. It was waiting just out of the gate.
Sakura looked back and waved to all the people in the garden.
Syaoran watched as his only friend walked away in the distance. Little did anyone know, this was just the beginning...
[a/n:THERE!!! rewrittened! not as good as the first draft i made, but FINALLY i can work on chap 11!! so review blah blah!]
