Chapter 7: The Forbidden Kingdom Change
Min, the able general, stood in the guest room. On the center coffee table, there were two teacups. Both teacups had a dark oolong tea in them with flower petals put in for a more potent taste. Syaoran was on the cushion sitting cross legged and resting his palms on his knees. Apparently, Min and Syaoran have been talking for some time now. "So I see!" Min said, "My daughter, now she knows the truth…I am glad." Min walked away out the door taking his helmet out with him.
Syaoran putting his teacup down followed him outside. "General," he called, "Are you mad?" General Min tried to keep his calm face on as usual. "I'm fine!" he lied, "I just cannot believe that Sakura has finally found her true parents." Min, a man of no emotions never changed his facial expression while talking to Syaoran.
Syaoran tried to approach Min, but Min held his hand out, stopping him. "A good general knows when to sacrifice his men, as a father does to give away her daughter in marriage." Syaoran looked worried. "Shall I leave general!?" General Min stared at the flower path that he had specially planted for Sakura a long time ago. "Yes, please do!" Syaoran took his leave, bowed down to the general, and left. General Min shut his eyes, a tear dropped from the corner of his right eye as he tried to remember.
Flashback
5 year old Sakura ran around her front yard. She looked around and around playfully for something. Back then, things were more calm and peaceful, but Sakura was still cheerful. "Ready or not here I come!" a baby angel's voice cried out. Sakura ran for dear life and hid behind a big tree, too bad it was the only tree, and the biggest. She looked at the flower petals growing on the trees, they were pink orchids.
"Sakura! I'm going to find you!" the voice kept on calling out, and soon the owner of the heavenly voice emerges from the side door. A purple haired girl with a bow on the top of her head and a purple cheongsam (long Chinese clothes for girls) looked frantically for Sakura. 5 year old Tomoyo was apparently playing hide and seek with her playmate and mistress, Sakura. Sakura tried to blend in with the tree, hoping to not get caught by Tomoyo.
Suddenly, Sakura stares at the ground and something catches her eyes. She goes over to that spot and takes a look bending down and looking at the beautiful blue flowers growing from the ground. The only patch she had seen in her front yard for the first time. "Pretty!" she exclaimed. Tomoyo heard her voice, "I found you!" she shout in a cute voice with a giggle. Sakura was still bending down looking at the flowers; Tomoyo saw her friend so happy and kneeled down with her to see the flowers. "This is pretty Tomoyo!" Tomoyo nodded with a smile, "I wish this whole yard could be filled with flowers."
Min had been on the other side of the tree listening to the whole conversation. He smiled as he turned away and walked back into the house.
2 months later:
"Papa," Sakura yawned, "Why did you wake me so late?" Sakura was rubbing her eyes; apparently she had just woken up. "Sakura, close your eyes, I have a surprise for you!" Min said with anticipation. Sakura closed her eyes and Min placed his two hands over her little eyes. He guided her away, first opening the door outside. Sakura felt the wind chill her smooth skin. Suddenly, Sakura smelled something. "Okay open your eyes now!" Min removed his hands off of Sakura's eyes. Slowly she opened them; the first thing she saw was glimmering shines. When she had fully opened her eyes, a whole field of yellow, blue, red, pink, purple, and orange flowers filled her front yard. "So pretty!" Sakura excitedly jumped for joy and ran into the bushes of flowers.
The flower beds glimmered like shining crystals, Sakura laid in them with satisfaction, rolling around the shining riches of Mother Nature. Rolling in beds of flowers playfully, this is what Min saw, and this is what he loved about Sakura. "You may not be my daughter," he said to himself, "But nonetheless I would do anything for you, because I love you like a daughter."
End Flashback
Min opened his eyes and glared at the flower beds that he had planted for Sakura 11 years ago. Slowly he unsheathed his Dao (Chinese broadsword) and approached the group of flowers. "Stupid rebels!" he yelled with rage. Fury erupted in Min; he took his Dao and started to swing ferociously at the flowers, cutting them from their stems. "It's all your fault!" he continued to yell with tears dripping out of his eyes.
Soon, all the flowers were cut, the stems were the only ones left standing. General Min collapsed before the fallen flowers and began to weep. "It's my fault; I should've told her…it's all my fault." The guilty general had two tears drop from his eyes onto the dirt ground. General Min, a strong man however, got up quickly and wiped his eyes. "She is no longer my daughter," he stated, "However I can never ever face her again." The general grabbed a bag stuffed with items and possessions; he threw his general helmet, armor, and sword to the ground and walked away. "I resign as general…" he trailed off, "I cannot fight her or her new family…"
Syaoran had barged into the palace the next day. Angry, like something bothered him. He quickly rushed into the throne room. Guards left and right were trying to hold him back, but he was very adamant about entering and when followed by the guards, he would unsheathe his sword and prepare to attack. The guards, frightened, would slowly retreat and allow him in.
Upon entering the throne room, Syaoran was stopped by two guards crossing their spears. "None shall pass!" the guard stated. Syaoran took out his sword and threatened, "If I shall not pass, then I shall remove you out of my way to pass." The guards just as adamant as Syaoran still held him back. "Suit yourself!" Syaoran rushed in ready to cut the two guards down to size.
"Hold it!" a dominant voice erupted, "Guards, allow Captain Li to enter." The two guards with grins on their faces watched Syaoran give angry faces to them as he passed them by. "Captain Li," a man with a yellow dragon robe, yellow crown hat, and short hair greeted, "What brings the purpose of your visit to me, the emperor?" The emperor looked at Syaoran dominant features, his brown short hair, his angry sneering eyes, and his strong sturdy armored body. Syaoran bent down on one knee and bowed the emperor. "Emperor!" he greeted, "I have been to my quarters, and have not seen our general of 13,000 men."
The emperor sat down on his wide comfortable chair and rested his hand on his cheek, listening to Syaoran in anticipation. "When I asked one of my men where the general was, he notified me of the emperor leaving us, is this true?" Syaoran was waiting for an answer, and the emperor was kind enough to give him one. "Yes, it is." The emperor replied. "Why have you willed this so?" Syaoran questioned, still on his knee, "Everyone knows that we require a general to submit to us new campaigns and orders. If General Min has left, then who is the new general to take his place?"
Emperor looked at him with a smile, "Why you are, of course!" he said with optimism. Syaoran stood up defiantly, almost as if he didn't want to become general. "That's impossible emperor," he stated, "General would never put this job before inexperienced hands." The emperor gave him a look, almost a devilish look, "I know," he replied, "He left saying that you were to become general, but I changed it just now." Syaoran felt relieved, although he loved one day to become general, he thought that it was too soon, and he didn't want 13,000 men under his control and his responsibility, being captain was hard enough, controlling the morale of 3,000 men. The emperor saw his relieved expression. Giving a wicked smirk, the emperor proceeded to notify Syaoran, "Would you like to know the new general?" he asked, Li nodded, "Very well then, your new general is commander Wuji!"
Syaoran shot his head up, "You can't be serious?" Syaoran now so wished that he would've become general, anything was better than Wuji. "Please emperor, I gratefully take the job as general, just don't let Wuji become one!" Syaoran pleaded for his life. "It's too late, the decision has been made," emperor pressed his authority, "I am the emperor and Wuji has promised me his arrival tomorrow." Syaoran showed his disgusted expression when hearing that name, "Wuji!" he said harshly, "He is the commander with the cruelest heart, how could the emperor be so foolish to accept him to come?"
"My decision has been made," the emperor shouted, "Although I know of Wuji's cruel tactics, his military genius is beyond perfect, I believe he is the greatest military leader we had who does anything for the good of China." Syaoran mocked him, "Good for China?" he asked rhetorically, "Some good, Min told me about his campaigns during the British arrivals at Hong Kong."
Flashback
It was terrible. A British ship had just docked into the Hong Kong harbor, the nearest harbor they could find. The ships had large gaping holes in them with smoke coming out from the hull. Numerous innocent British missionaries ran on the deck of the ship. Some as desperate measures jumped into the water either on fire, or in fear. "Oh god save us!" A British woman screamed.
"Quickly, lower the stairs," The captain shouted. The men on the deck quickly threw the rope stairs and quickly tied it to the harbor. British missionaries as well as British refugees ran across the rope path and quickly ran for their lives when they got on the dock. When the British tried to run into the city, a line of cavalry emerged from the corners of two building and held the line of British refugees back, refusing to let them into the city.
"No please!" the cries of many British refugees begged on their knees to the soldiers, "Please god save us, show mercy!" The soldiers began to laugh at those foreign devils now defenseless ever since they took out their gunmen who were on the ship. The British refugees looked in fear when they saw a man with a black horse approach them, giving them a devilish smirk, he held his sword out and started stabbing innocent women, children, and men. The surviving refugees faltered backward, most of them women. One of them caught the eye of the man on the horse.
"My, aren't you pretty?" the man said, "I'm commander Wuji, and I can let you survive out of all your people." The woman slapped him in the face, yes; she was pretty and young still, around 15 years old. The commander lifted up his sword peeved, until his sword was taken out of his hand by a throwing object. "Who threw that!?" he asked angrily. Suddenly, a 15 year old boy with dark black short hair arrived at the scene with a toothpick in his mouth. He sported a red jacket with yellow sleeves and a dragon circling around the jacket and sleeves.
The red headband on his forehead swayed with the wind, his fierce eyes shot angry looks at the soldiers. All the soldiers rushed to him with their spears out. Each spear that came to him, he grabbed it by the sharp edge and broke them off, doing the same to all the spears aimed towards him. In fear, the soldiers backed away in intimidation.
Wuji chuckled looking at the young boy, "Hm hm hm," he mocked his skill and got off his horse, "So, there is only one boy with skills like that, it's true after all." The teenage boy with flowing short hair glared at Wuji. "Listen," he said with a hoarse voice, "These people, these refugees are the reason why I have stopped you. As they have done nothing to you, you should not harm them, they simply coming from another country with no intention of harming us." Wuji laughed, "Really?" he asked, "So with that noble voice you speak with, you happen to be the son of Lo Da, hmmm?"
"That's none of your concern," he replied, "My father, leave him out of this. And leave them out of this too; they will be put under my guidance." The boy snapped his fingers, in an instant, Mongolian women ran with cloths and towels and buckets of water. They picked up the people and put their arms over their shoulders for support and helped the British refugees to their feet. The boy stared angrily at Wuji as they were carrying the refugees away.
End Flashback
Syaoran stared at the emperor who had remembered the recap of that event all too well. The emperor smirked at Syaoran, "That event is what made me choose him, his cruelty will not let those Japanese rebels pass any further on our land, we have to do something about it, and that seems to be the only way." Syaoran clenched his fist at the emperor and left his presence without being excused.
"Rude boy," the emperor said, "Don't you think Wuji?" Suddenly, a man with a metal helmet and a feather on top of it uncovered the drapes off of him. "That boy! He may get in my way!"
Sakura Narration
I've been here since this afternoon, I tried to convince Leng that Syaoran sent me, but he didn't believe me. This guy Leng may act nice, but he sure has a bad attitude. When I told him we were going to settle here for a while, he said that we weren't allowed because we would get him killed. Anyways, I'm waiting for Syaoran now; he said he would visit me. (Sakura blushes) There I go again, thinking about him again.
Anyways, these mountains are very cold, my people have sent up camp here already but now they are regretting it, I only wish that Syaoran chose a warmer place but I suppose this was the only safe place.
Sakura Narration
Sakura was sitting on a wooden stool resting her elbows on the wooden table while eating a bowl of berries. The berries were sweet and tangy in her mouth, somewhat bitter, but she didn't feel like complaining. Her tent was dark and cold, wrapping her blanket around her for warmth. "Syaoran," she whispered, "Where are you? You said you would be here."
Sakura worriedly looked outside the tent after hearing arguing going on outside. "The captain, he's found us!" a villager cried, "Call for help!" The panicked villager ran for dear life to his tent as Syaoran on his horse was coming down the hill. "Syaoran!" Sakura jumped, "Syaoran, over here!" Sakura waved her arms in the air. "Sakura," he said, "I'm coming, just wait!" Syaoran, still on his horse, jumped off and ran the rest of the way, letting his horse ride away. Sakura arms were wide open, waiting for Syaoran's embrace.
"Stand back sister!" Touya stood I front of Sakura with his machete out, "Don't get any closer you bastard!" Syaoran stopped a few feet away from Touya and unsheathed his sword, "I'm not here to fight you!" he replied. "Put your sword away then and I'll believe you." "Stop it onni-chan!" Sakura snapped, "Syaoran is not here to kill us." Sakura smiled at Syaoran, "Right, Syaoran?" Syaoran nodded.
"Why have you come?" Touya asked rudely, "Who sent you?" Syaoran put his sword away, despite Touya keeping his out and poised at Syaoran. "I have come with information, of the Imperial Army; I wish to assist your people." Touya showed distrust in his eyes, "Syaoran-kun," Sakura stood in front of her brother bravely with a smile on her face and bent over looking at Syaoran's eyes, "Are you hungry?"
Touya snapped, "What!?" Touya pulled Sakura back, "You are offering the enemy food, think about what you are doing Sakura." Sakura defiantly ripped herself away from Touya's arms and asked again, "Are you Syaoran? I happened to make some fried dumplings!" Syaoran smiled at Sakura's happy mood, "Aw…" he replied.
A few moments later:
After a great serving of dumplings, Syaoran, Sakura, and Touya had retired into Fujitaka's tent in order to give important information he promised. "Sir," he hesitantly asked. Syaoran looked at the sewed eyes of Fujitaka, though he could not see you, he appeared to give a feeling of an intimidating look that frightened the hearts of any who tried to oppose him.
"Um," Syaoran mumbled. "Don't worry Syaoran," Sakura patted him on the back for good luck, "It's all right he's okay." Sakura saw Syaoran still scared and intimidated, she took her initiative in introducing. "Sakura what are you doing?" Syaoran asked as Sakura grabbed his hand, he and her began to blush, "Sakura, where are we going?" Sakura dragged Syaoran in front of her father, face to face no doubt. Syaoran began to shiver even more.
"Father," Sakura said, "This is Li Syaoran, he is the captain of the Imperial Army's combat men." Sakura's father showed a not very impressed expression. "Um he's also my very very very very very very very good friend from long time ago." Once again, Sakura's father showed no emotions. "Father? Are you okay?" Fujitaka put his palms on Syaoran's face, Syaoran was no longer scared as he felt his hard, yet soft touch. Fujitaka's hand felt all over Syaoran's face as to get a description of how he looked like by feeling his face. "My Sakura, he's very handsome, you did very good in finding a husband." Fujitaka joked. Sakura and Syaoran both became red with embarrassment. "He's not my husband!" Sakura yelled, "Only a friend, a friend I tell you!" Fujitaka chuckled knowing he had just made his daughter embarrassed.
"So son," Fujitaka sat back down in a cross legged fashion, "I am sitting down because I wish to know what information you have for me as you have promised." Touya guarding the door looked at Syaoran with discontent. "Sir," Syaoran began, "Even though I have gotten you safe refuge at these mountains for a short period of time, I'm afraid that the Imperial Army is still after you though." Fujitaka listened intensively. "Today, our general, general Min has resigned from the army; his whereabouts as of now are unknown." Sakura shot her head up, "Syaoran!" she frantically asked, "What do you mean papa, err, Min is gone?" Sakura put both her hands on Syaoran's wide shoulders trying to search an answer through his eyes.
"Sakura, your father, he didn't want to fight you and he also didn't want to harm you in anyway. For this reason he has left so he could not kill the family you have now." Sakura shook her head with crystal tears flying out. "NO!" she cried out, "I may have not been his real daughter but he was my father, my father who had raised me." Sakura fell on her knees, "I'm sorry otou-san, you may be my true father, but General Min was the one who had raised me, to give up his only desire in the world, to lead the army was his ultimate sacrifice." Sakura got back up with her head hanging down, "I won't forgive myself for ruining my father's life!" Sakura ran out the tent. "Oi Sakura!" Touya yelled out putting his hand out ready to grab Sakura. "NO TOUYA!" Fujitaka snapped, "Let her be, she cannot handle the loss of her father."
Syaoran was ready to go and comfort her, but he had to finish speaking to Fujitaka first. "Sir," Fujitaka paid attention again, "Before I leave, I wanted to tell you one last thing." Fujitaka picked his head up, "Speak!" "The general Min has been replaced." "By whom?" Fujitaka asked. Syaoran tried to tell him, but every time he said his name, he got disgusted. "The new general's name is Wuji!" Fujitaka snapped his head up, "Wuji…" he tried to say this in a calm voice, but the disgust I his voice was also coarse.
"I was hoping for a better reaction than that," Syaoran snapped, "I know what he did to your people, to every single refugee and foreigner he ever saw, Wuji is by far our most ruthless commander ever, and to put him as general, it would spell doom for all of China."
Flashback
"Hey commander," a soldier called, then, a cruel looking commander with shifty eyes and a feather on his helmet approached the soldiers. "We have collected all the refugees, what should we do with them?"
The commander looked around; he saw that a majority of the refugees were women. From this view, he formulated a plan. "All the men," he started to say, "Restrain them!" The soldiers all took their long poles to hold and gather all the men together. "All the children," he continued with his domineering voice, "Arrest them for training in the Imperial army, we can't have those Japanese forming possible rebellions!" Then all the soldiers collected the children. "Touya, hide behind me." The father said, "Make sure you use my coat to cover your feet too!"
The commander after seeing all the children collected was pleased. "Chain them!" he commanded. Children were crying and shouting for their mothers and fathers. When all the children were chained a lone soldier with a developing mustache came up to his commander. "Wait commander!" he said, "What about the women?" The commander looked at all the women with scared looks on their faces, unsure what he was going to say.
"Rape them!" he said coldly. When the soldiers all heard that, they all cheered for joy and started running up to every single woman, quickly removing their clothes, and proceeding to rape them in every possible way. The Japanese men, fathers, brothers, husbands, sons, all looked at this sick display and tried to break the barrier holding them off in hopes to rescue their loved one.
"Nadeshiko!" Fujitaka yelled out as he saw her clothes ripped off with lust. "Nadeshiko!" Fujitaka pulled out his son behind his coat, his son had been crying ever since he was stuffed in a dark coat for protection. "Listen Touya!" Fujitaka put his hands on his sons shoulders, "I'm going to get your mother, you stay here and behave yourself okay!?" Touya even though he was crying, he managed to nod. "Good boy!" Fujitaka's first step was to break the barrier holding him back. First he grabbed the long staff that the soldiers were using to hold him back. "Hey what do you think you're-" Fujitaka snapped the staff end off, giving him a 3 foot long staff, long enough to beat the soldier senseless in the face.
Once the soldier was on the ground drooling. Fujitaka raised his staff in the air to symbolize his mob behind him all the way. Fujitaka rushed to the man who was raping his wife. Holding out the staff like a joust from medieval times, he ran furiously towards the man having satisfaction with his wife. "Nadeshiko!!!" Fujitaka jumped in the air, using the staff as his vault. He held up the staff in the air, about to come down and crack open the skull of the man raping his wife. The man looked up in terror when he turned his attention away from pleasuring the naked woman before him.
Suddenly, a long staff came to Fujitaka's stomach and knocked him out of the air and onto the ground. Fujitaka fell flat on his face with his staff out of reach. He picked his head up to see a large black boot step on his fingers, he squealed in pain. The man spit on the face of Fujitaka as he mocked him. "Thank you Wuji!" the soldier thanked. Wuji turned away from him almost rudely and bent down all the way to see Fujitaka face to face. "Is this your wife?" Wuji asked with a cruel intention in mind, "It must be," he assumed, "Or else you wouldn't have squealed in pain just like her." Nadeshiko looked at her helpless husband, as she was helpless as well. Nadeshiko saw the Wuji approach her and smile.
"Listen honey," he smiled, "All the women love a commander, why not join me?" Nadeshiko shot out a mouthful of spit in Wuji's face. Wuji disgusted and peeved, picked up the woman, taking her away from the disappointed soldier. First, he looked at Fujitaka to make sure he was watching. Then, he squeezed her chest with delight while Nadeshiko screamed of pain. Slowly but surely, Fujitaka was being submitted to the worst torture ever. As he tried to get up, the soldier who wanted his fun back held him down, in hopes the commander would let her go as soon as he was satisfied.
Fujitaka screamed, "I hate you! Stop this! Nadeshiko!" His please only made the situation worse, as Wuji reached his hand down and began to lightly feel her lower area. PG rating must be kept to these vague descriptions) lightly and surely, Nadeshiko began to moan with pleasure. Though she hated this kind of torture, her excitement only rose even more. "Please stop this!" she begged in between her moaning. "Very well then!"
Wuji pulled out his sword and drove it right through the back of Nadeshiko, finally killing her, slowly stopping her breathing. "At least you didn't fully cheat on your husband." Wuji said with a laugh. "You bastard!" Fujitaka cried out. "I'll kill you! I remember your face and your name! One day I will kill you, I will unite our people, and then I will kill you for doing this!" Wuji laid face down on the ground right in front of Fujitaka, almost in a playful manner. "Well," Wuji said with a smirk, "I guess you do remember my face and name." Wuji immediately pulled out a dagger and slashed across Fujitaka's eyes, blinding him. "Too bad all you know now is my name." Fujitaka cried out in pain, the soldier who held him down got off of him and went back to having fun with the dead body.
"Nadeshiko…" Fujitaka gasped out, reaching his hand and feeling the soft skin of his beloved wife, "I have failed you!"
End Flashback
Fujitaka felt the tear drop off his face. "Are you okay sir?" Syaoran asked worriedly. "I am fine!" Fujitaka replied, "Thank you for telling me, I will be sure our army is prepared for your attacks." Syaoran took his leave by nodding and walking past Touya at the ten doors. "It's strange isn't it Touya?" Fujitaka asked. "What is?" Touya was clueless. "I have never believed that one day, a Chinese person and a Japanese person would fall in love with each other." Touya looked puzzled, "What are you talking about father? We don't love that brat captain. As a matter of fact, I don't trust his lies." Fujitaka chuckled, "You are overseeing the picture Touya," Fujitaka got up and walked out the tent, "One picture you are forgetting is Sakura's feeling for him."
Sakura was face down burying her face inside the blankets which was her bed. Soon, she heard her tent door open by the cooling mountain wind sending shivers down her spine and she felt a light hand rub her back. "Please not now!" Sakura said as she picked her head up, "I'm not in the mood-" Suddenly, she was caught by surprise when she saw Syaoran's hand rubbing her back. "Syaoran!" she exclaimed with a tired voice, "I'm so glad it's only you." Sakura blushed. Syaoran looked at the ring Sakura had taken back, "I see you have forgiven me?"
Sakura nodded, "I am glad that you are not mad anymore Sakura," Syaoran took his hand back and rested them under his thighs. "I know your father would've wanted you to stay happy too." Sakura stopped crying for one second and looked at the intensive eyes of Syaoran. "Sakura, your father loves you very much, as do I-" "I do too!" she responded quickly. Syaoran stumbled back a bit hearing this, "I love my father too!" she rephrased, "It's just that ever since I found out who I am, I just simply want my life back. I've lost everyone, father, Tomoyo, Clow-sifu, everybody but you." Syaoran looked disappointed when he heard this statement, "Does this mean you hate me Sakura?" "NO!" she quickly replied, "Syaoran, all I have is you, and all my love goes to you as well."
His heart raced, he cleaned out his ears, he checked his pulse. He wasn't hearing things. "I've always wanted to tell you Syaoran," Sakura looked down discouraged, "But I knew that every time we get so close in interests, we always become so distant." Sakura and Syaoran now looked at each other in their eyes with deep affection. "Ever since we were growing up together, we've always disagreed on many things. But now Syaoran, for once in my life I am afraid of loving you."
Syaoran looked puzzled, "Sakura, why?" "Because we are so different!" Sakura snapped, "Back then, we were always separated by some change that made us different from each other, and as soon as we find something in common, we find new different stuff about one another. Now, I can't love you, even though I want to I can't, we are so different in race, in sides, what would other people think?" Sakura loved Syaoran deeply, but was extremely hurt when she had to say she couldn't love Syaoran in return.
"You are really brave Sakura," Syaoran replied, "But I know you agree that we love each other right?" Sakura nodded, "Then if we agree on that, we could also agree that we don't care what other people think." "Yeah!" Sakura said, "I agree, I love you Syaoran, I don't care who knows it either!"
Syaoran was relieved that they finally admitted their love, but didn't know how to react so he began to mumble a bunch of gibberish, only soon to be stopped when Sakura jumped on top of Syaoran and locked in for a deep, passionate kiss. Syaoran was taken by surprise, but surely, he invited the kiss to continue as he patted her head. Syaoran and Sakura broke the kiss after some time, only to continue kissing again in small doses. "Syaoran," Sakura said seductively, "Take me now!"
Syaoran and Sakura finally locked into another deep kiss, but this time, Syaoran started to feel Sakura hands remove her shirt. She happened to do the same thing to Syaoran making them both shirtless. Sakura was still wearing her midnight blouse but Syaoran slowly undid the strings tying it together. Under the full moon, Sakura and Syaoran looked at each other in the eyes deeply, and enjoyed one of the best nights of their lives.
Character Bio
General Min
Birthday: June 29
Age: 35
Zodiac: Dragon
Occupation: general of the Imperial Army
Favorite Hobby: Calligraphy
Least Favorite Hobby: caring for animals
Favorite Foods: dried fruits and tofu
Least Favorite Food: None
Favorite Colors: pink, purple
Favorite flowers: pink orchids
Something he can cook: nothing
Special Talent: A great sense of justice
Wish List: To make Sakura constantly happy
Profile: Ok since I stated almost all the characters from CCS already, this time we will go with a different approach by telling the story of certain new characters I've added. This time its General Min. General Min is a strong individual with a high sense of honor, pride, and justice. Under the emperor, he is the single most powerful man in all the Forbidden City. His students include Li Syaoran, Wei, Li Yelan, Li Meiling (not included in this story), and the infamous Lo Da (one of the ten tigers of Peking). Min is very old and wise, but like his sign the dragon, this is purely from experience. He has seen firsthand the atrocities of the empire which he as general attempts to change with his will.