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*****Sakura*****
He led the way and grabbed a practice sword out of the basket. "Come on," he said, "show me what you've got."
I gulped. 'What if I wasn't as good as a boy is supposed to be? What if something happened during our sword fight and he found out I was a girl?!? What am I supposed to do?!?'
"Come on," he persisted. "You DO know how to handle a sword… right?"
That settled it. "Yes," I said. I walked swiftly over to where Prince Syaoran was standing and lifted a few practice swords to find one that wasn't too heavy, or too light. I finally found one that was just perfect, and I got into a fighting stance. "I'm not going to go easy on you."
He gave a sly grin and followed my pursuit, holing up the sword that had a dull blade. "That was my line."
I returned the grin but kept my mouth shut. There was a pause, but I broke it by launching the first attack. He blocked it with ease and then moved back into a protective stance when we broke apart. I knew he was testing me right now, and it was starting to irritate me. He kept blocking and I kept attacking. At this rate, I would be tired in no time and he would easily win the fight. I stopped for a breather and kept the dull sword blade ready incase he chose to attack. As I thought he would, he started in a wide arc giving me plenty of time to block.
"You're going easy on me," I growled as or swords came in contact.
He looked a little surprised. "You can tell?"
I glared at him and brought my sword over and up. His sword slipped out of his grasp and flew up over our heads. He looked surprised. Faster than the blink of an eye he kicked his leg out and tripped me. I dropped on my side as he jumped into the air and reached out, grabbing the hilt to the sword. I rolled over and was up on my feet in no time. We glared at each other.
"Don't take your opponents for granted," I murmured. "And don't judge too quickly."
"I'll remember that," he said grimly.
This time he attacked with full force, without holding back. I blocked quickly and held. Both of us weren't moving a muscle, bur we were trying to desperately. My muscles screamed, but I wouldn't give up. Finally we pulled apart, breathing heavily. I looked at him, really looked at him. He was strong, stronger than he looked… and that was saying something. I could tell he probably practiced fighting all of his life, and that he was almost emotionless. Looking into his eyes I could tell that there was something more. Something that the eye could almost see, yet also could never dream of seeing. I was so caught up in gazing into his amber eyes that I almost didn't see the attack he aimed straight at me. I jumped out of the way just barely, wincing in pain as the sword made contact with my left arm right above the elbow. I bit my lower lip as my pain shot through my whole arm.
I looked down and saw that my shirt was stained crimson. That was a pretty hard attack for a huge gash in my arm, especially with a dull practice sword. I glared at Prince Syaoran as I brought up my practice sword and swung at him harshly and accurately, without stopping. I swung attack after attack, angry that I let my guard down. He barely got out of the way after each deathly accurate swing I aimed at him. He was good, VERY good.
I brought the sword up over my head and dumbly realized that I just gave him an opening. I quickly turned to the side just as he tried to attack, missing the sword point just barely.
"Are you two trying to kill each other or what?" came a voice to my right, Syaoran's left.
"Huh?" I asked.
"Wha?" Syaoran said, looking to see who had spoken.
"Well, ARE you?"
I saw a girl with raven hair and bun pigtails standing there with her hands on her hips. She was giving us the death glare, her mahogany eyes blazing with fire.
"N-n-no," I stuttered. It was Princess Meiling. She was Prince Syaoran's cousin and was once engaged to him. Then they broke the engagement because Syaoran told her that he didn't love her. That he would never love anyone. It broke her heart, and I don't know if she ever got over it.
"We were just practicing," Syaoran said matter-of-factly.
"That's not what it looked like," she persisted.
"Look, Meiling… I have a lot on my mind. I needed to work it out and a good fight was just what I was looking for." Then he turned to me. "And Prince Touya, thank you. You put up an excellent fight. I'll have to take a rain- check."
"No one is as good as YOU Syaoran!" Meiling shouted, smiling while she ran up to him and threw her arms around his neck.
"Let GO!" He tried to yell and her grip just tightened. "You're CHOKING ME!!" He could barely get the words to come out.
"Oh. Right," she said, reluctantly letting go.
"Well, uh… I uhh… better get going," I said, ducking my head ant taking a few backward steps.
"Wait!"
I automatically froze and looked up into two large pools of amber brown. I gulped.
"Will you meet me here tomorrow? To practice? I think you're pretty good Prince Touya. I would like to see what else you can do."
My eyes widened. "Really?!?" I immediately looked away, I had sounded too eager at the compliment. 'Would he still think I'm a good fighter if he found out I was a girl?' I asked myself. 'No, probably not. Would he still fight me if he knew I was a girl? No… probably not.'
"Syaoran!" Princess Meiling whined. "You said you'd practice with me!"
He looked over at her like he forgot she was there, and tears welled up in her eyes as if Meiling had noticed. "I'm sorry Meiling, but… he's someone new. I don't know what his next move will be every single time like I do yours. It's more of a challenge. You can still help me warm up. I'm sure there is SOMETHING Prince Touya isn't very good at. That is when I'll need you."
She cheered up a little at hearing that, but not much. She turned away from him and his eyes saddened.
'Thanks,' I thought to myself dryly. 'You don't need to rub it in.' I turned to Princess Meiling, feeling sorry for her. I didn't mean to steel her spot. "Don't be too mad at him," I said comfortingly. "You probably are better than most girls," I said, meaning me.
Her head snapped in my direction and she glared at me with a horribly unblinking gaze. I fell back a step and felt the blood drain from my face. "Don't EVER underestimate GIRL power!"
I gaped at her, then shook my head about a million times. "N-n-no! I wouldn't…I mean… I… no!" It was all I could spit out of my mouth.
She smirked. "Maybe sometime you should challenge ME. Then we'll see who should be helping Syaoran with his fighting skills in the mornings." With that said she skipped off to the palace, yelling, "See you at the breakfast hall Syaoran!"
Prince Syaoran exhaled deeply. I just stared after Princess Meiling. "She… you let her… she can… a girl fights here?!? At the Kingdom?!? It's… NORMAL?!?" I exclaimed.
He gave me a sideways glance. "In a lot of Kingdoms… Princesses are not allowed to fight. Here, all kinds of females are able to because it is self defense. Some people think it isn't proper, but we allow it. I take it your Kingdom does not?"
I stared at him and opened and closed my mouth a few times before a single sound came out. "Well, I wouldn't exactly say that." I thought back to the time when my brother taught me self defense because it was my parents' wish. They wanted me to be safe when people were starting to rebel. Then I finally got an instructor and after that I basically learned the rest by myself.
Prince Syaoran lifted an eyebrow. "Girls know how to fight in the Kinomoto Kingdom?"
"Yes," I said. 'For self defense,' I finished in my head. It wasn't a total lie.
"We should talk more often. I have been learning a lot that I didn't know before. I would like to know more about your Kingdom."
"And I would like to learn a lot more about the Li Kingdom; about your ways. I like the fact that girls can fight and everything, just like normal Princes."
He gave the slightest smile that for a second I thought I imagined it. I smiled back, happy.
"Well, we should be getting ready for breakfast. I know I do not want to eat in there in my practice clothes," Prince Syaoran said.
I grimaced. What would Tomoyo and the others think if they saw me like this? Would they even recognize me? "No, definitely not. We might want to wash up while we're at it. I'll… see you later." I turned and started running back towards the palace and heard him yell after me what I thought sounded like, "See you later," but I'm not so sure. I didn't know how long I'd be able to pull this little charade, but as long as only Prince Syaoran and Princess Meiling saw me in the mornings, and Tomoyo didn't tell them, then everything would be all right… I hope.
I dashed into my room and grabbed a clean periwinkle dress and then headed to the bathing room. I also had to bandage my arm, and was thankful that my gown had long sleeves. I wouldn't be pestered with millions of questions asking how I had ever managed to hurt myself.
After I was done washing and getting dressed, I brushed my hair and put half of it back in a pearl clip. I put on a tiny bit of lip gloss and went out of the room into the bed chamber where Tomoyo was waiting. She was already dressed and her wavy hair fell nicely into place, as always. She was wearing a gorgeous white gown and the sleeves revealed her shoulders, yet ran down the length of her arms and ended in a point. The lower part of her dress cascaded to the floor, yet wasn't too long that she would trip on it if she took a step.
She turned her head in my direction and smiled. "You look beautiful."
I blushed. "Thank you. So do you."
"Shall we be going now?"
I nodded my head and followed her to the dining room. It was crowded once again, but there was only a quiet polite murmur echoing throughout the room. Tomoyo and I saw Princess Rika, Princess Naoko, and Princess Chiharu sitting in the places they were last night. Tomoyo and I made our way over there and saw that there was someone new this time.
"Hello," I said. Four heads turned in my direction and then in Tomoyo's. They smiled and signaled us to sit down with them. Tomoyo and I sat down and I looked questioningly in the other person's direction. It was a prince, and he was smiling with crescent-moon eyes.
"Tomoyo, Sakura, this is Prince Yamazaki. Yamazaki, these are the two Princesses I was telling you about," Chiharu said.
"It's nice to meet you," Tomoyo said.
"Yes. Nice to meet you," I said.
"Enchanted," he said with a slight nod of the head. "Did you know that enchanted came from a long time ago when wizards ruled all of the kingdoms? Regular people would always greet them saying, 'Enchanted,' because the wizards truly were enchanted. They were also afraid that the wizards would shoot a fireball at them so they tried to avoid meeting other people."
I leaned forward in my chair. "Really?"
Chiharu grabbed a plate and banged it against the top of his head. "No," She answered flatly.
I sat back in my chair as everyone else sweat dropped. "Oh."
Breakfast was severed and everyone soon had their mouth full, so no one had to worry about Yamazaki's lies. [AN: Am I even spelling his name right? What about Naoko's name?] After breakfast, a lean man with a weird little hat came into the dining hall. He stood in the front of the room where everyone could see him. His gray eyes observed the crowd and then he held a parchment up in front of him. Everyone hushed because we all knew that he was about to tell us which classes each person had. I wondered if this was magiced too so everyone would at least know one person in that class. I sure hoped so.
Sorry everyone, but this is where I stop. My parents are supposed to be home ant second and if they catch me on the computer…… lets just say it won't be a very pretty picture. Well, please read and review!!!!!!! Pretty pretty please! And e-mail me too if you want! I would be VERY happy! ^-^ Thanx!
*****Sakura*****
He led the way and grabbed a practice sword out of the basket. "Come on," he said, "show me what you've got."
I gulped. 'What if I wasn't as good as a boy is supposed to be? What if something happened during our sword fight and he found out I was a girl?!? What am I supposed to do?!?'
"Come on," he persisted. "You DO know how to handle a sword… right?"
That settled it. "Yes," I said. I walked swiftly over to where Prince Syaoran was standing and lifted a few practice swords to find one that wasn't too heavy, or too light. I finally found one that was just perfect, and I got into a fighting stance. "I'm not going to go easy on you."
He gave a sly grin and followed my pursuit, holing up the sword that had a dull blade. "That was my line."
I returned the grin but kept my mouth shut. There was a pause, but I broke it by launching the first attack. He blocked it with ease and then moved back into a protective stance when we broke apart. I knew he was testing me right now, and it was starting to irritate me. He kept blocking and I kept attacking. At this rate, I would be tired in no time and he would easily win the fight. I stopped for a breather and kept the dull sword blade ready incase he chose to attack. As I thought he would, he started in a wide arc giving me plenty of time to block.
"You're going easy on me," I growled as or swords came in contact.
He looked a little surprised. "You can tell?"
I glared at him and brought my sword over and up. His sword slipped out of his grasp and flew up over our heads. He looked surprised. Faster than the blink of an eye he kicked his leg out and tripped me. I dropped on my side as he jumped into the air and reached out, grabbing the hilt to the sword. I rolled over and was up on my feet in no time. We glared at each other.
"Don't take your opponents for granted," I murmured. "And don't judge too quickly."
"I'll remember that," he said grimly.
This time he attacked with full force, without holding back. I blocked quickly and held. Both of us weren't moving a muscle, bur we were trying to desperately. My muscles screamed, but I wouldn't give up. Finally we pulled apart, breathing heavily. I looked at him, really looked at him. He was strong, stronger than he looked… and that was saying something. I could tell he probably practiced fighting all of his life, and that he was almost emotionless. Looking into his eyes I could tell that there was something more. Something that the eye could almost see, yet also could never dream of seeing. I was so caught up in gazing into his amber eyes that I almost didn't see the attack he aimed straight at me. I jumped out of the way just barely, wincing in pain as the sword made contact with my left arm right above the elbow. I bit my lower lip as my pain shot through my whole arm.
I looked down and saw that my shirt was stained crimson. That was a pretty hard attack for a huge gash in my arm, especially with a dull practice sword. I glared at Prince Syaoran as I brought up my practice sword and swung at him harshly and accurately, without stopping. I swung attack after attack, angry that I let my guard down. He barely got out of the way after each deathly accurate swing I aimed at him. He was good, VERY good.
I brought the sword up over my head and dumbly realized that I just gave him an opening. I quickly turned to the side just as he tried to attack, missing the sword point just barely.
"Are you two trying to kill each other or what?" came a voice to my right, Syaoran's left.
"Huh?" I asked.
"Wha?" Syaoran said, looking to see who had spoken.
"Well, ARE you?"
I saw a girl with raven hair and bun pigtails standing there with her hands on her hips. She was giving us the death glare, her mahogany eyes blazing with fire.
"N-n-no," I stuttered. It was Princess Meiling. She was Prince Syaoran's cousin and was once engaged to him. Then they broke the engagement because Syaoran told her that he didn't love her. That he would never love anyone. It broke her heart, and I don't know if she ever got over it.
"We were just practicing," Syaoran said matter-of-factly.
"That's not what it looked like," she persisted.
"Look, Meiling… I have a lot on my mind. I needed to work it out and a good fight was just what I was looking for." Then he turned to me. "And Prince Touya, thank you. You put up an excellent fight. I'll have to take a rain- check."
"No one is as good as YOU Syaoran!" Meiling shouted, smiling while she ran up to him and threw her arms around his neck.
"Let GO!" He tried to yell and her grip just tightened. "You're CHOKING ME!!" He could barely get the words to come out.
"Oh. Right," she said, reluctantly letting go.
"Well, uh… I uhh… better get going," I said, ducking my head ant taking a few backward steps.
"Wait!"
I automatically froze and looked up into two large pools of amber brown. I gulped.
"Will you meet me here tomorrow? To practice? I think you're pretty good Prince Touya. I would like to see what else you can do."
My eyes widened. "Really?!?" I immediately looked away, I had sounded too eager at the compliment. 'Would he still think I'm a good fighter if he found out I was a girl?' I asked myself. 'No, probably not. Would he still fight me if he knew I was a girl? No… probably not.'
"Syaoran!" Princess Meiling whined. "You said you'd practice with me!"
He looked over at her like he forgot she was there, and tears welled up in her eyes as if Meiling had noticed. "I'm sorry Meiling, but… he's someone new. I don't know what his next move will be every single time like I do yours. It's more of a challenge. You can still help me warm up. I'm sure there is SOMETHING Prince Touya isn't very good at. That is when I'll need you."
She cheered up a little at hearing that, but not much. She turned away from him and his eyes saddened.
'Thanks,' I thought to myself dryly. 'You don't need to rub it in.' I turned to Princess Meiling, feeling sorry for her. I didn't mean to steel her spot. "Don't be too mad at him," I said comfortingly. "You probably are better than most girls," I said, meaning me.
Her head snapped in my direction and she glared at me with a horribly unblinking gaze. I fell back a step and felt the blood drain from my face. "Don't EVER underestimate GIRL power!"
I gaped at her, then shook my head about a million times. "N-n-no! I wouldn't…I mean… I… no!" It was all I could spit out of my mouth.
She smirked. "Maybe sometime you should challenge ME. Then we'll see who should be helping Syaoran with his fighting skills in the mornings." With that said she skipped off to the palace, yelling, "See you at the breakfast hall Syaoran!"
Prince Syaoran exhaled deeply. I just stared after Princess Meiling. "She… you let her… she can… a girl fights here?!? At the Kingdom?!? It's… NORMAL?!?" I exclaimed.
He gave me a sideways glance. "In a lot of Kingdoms… Princesses are not allowed to fight. Here, all kinds of females are able to because it is self defense. Some people think it isn't proper, but we allow it. I take it your Kingdom does not?"
I stared at him and opened and closed my mouth a few times before a single sound came out. "Well, I wouldn't exactly say that." I thought back to the time when my brother taught me self defense because it was my parents' wish. They wanted me to be safe when people were starting to rebel. Then I finally got an instructor and after that I basically learned the rest by myself.
Prince Syaoran lifted an eyebrow. "Girls know how to fight in the Kinomoto Kingdom?"
"Yes," I said. 'For self defense,' I finished in my head. It wasn't a total lie.
"We should talk more often. I have been learning a lot that I didn't know before. I would like to know more about your Kingdom."
"And I would like to learn a lot more about the Li Kingdom; about your ways. I like the fact that girls can fight and everything, just like normal Princes."
He gave the slightest smile that for a second I thought I imagined it. I smiled back, happy.
"Well, we should be getting ready for breakfast. I know I do not want to eat in there in my practice clothes," Prince Syaoran said.
I grimaced. What would Tomoyo and the others think if they saw me like this? Would they even recognize me? "No, definitely not. We might want to wash up while we're at it. I'll… see you later." I turned and started running back towards the palace and heard him yell after me what I thought sounded like, "See you later," but I'm not so sure. I didn't know how long I'd be able to pull this little charade, but as long as only Prince Syaoran and Princess Meiling saw me in the mornings, and Tomoyo didn't tell them, then everything would be all right… I hope.
I dashed into my room and grabbed a clean periwinkle dress and then headed to the bathing room. I also had to bandage my arm, and was thankful that my gown had long sleeves. I wouldn't be pestered with millions of questions asking how I had ever managed to hurt myself.
After I was done washing and getting dressed, I brushed my hair and put half of it back in a pearl clip. I put on a tiny bit of lip gloss and went out of the room into the bed chamber where Tomoyo was waiting. She was already dressed and her wavy hair fell nicely into place, as always. She was wearing a gorgeous white gown and the sleeves revealed her shoulders, yet ran down the length of her arms and ended in a point. The lower part of her dress cascaded to the floor, yet wasn't too long that she would trip on it if she took a step.
She turned her head in my direction and smiled. "You look beautiful."
I blushed. "Thank you. So do you."
"Shall we be going now?"
I nodded my head and followed her to the dining room. It was crowded once again, but there was only a quiet polite murmur echoing throughout the room. Tomoyo and I saw Princess Rika, Princess Naoko, and Princess Chiharu sitting in the places they were last night. Tomoyo and I made our way over there and saw that there was someone new this time.
"Hello," I said. Four heads turned in my direction and then in Tomoyo's. They smiled and signaled us to sit down with them. Tomoyo and I sat down and I looked questioningly in the other person's direction. It was a prince, and he was smiling with crescent-moon eyes.
"Tomoyo, Sakura, this is Prince Yamazaki. Yamazaki, these are the two Princesses I was telling you about," Chiharu said.
"It's nice to meet you," Tomoyo said.
"Yes. Nice to meet you," I said.
"Enchanted," he said with a slight nod of the head. "Did you know that enchanted came from a long time ago when wizards ruled all of the kingdoms? Regular people would always greet them saying, 'Enchanted,' because the wizards truly were enchanted. They were also afraid that the wizards would shoot a fireball at them so they tried to avoid meeting other people."
I leaned forward in my chair. "Really?"
Chiharu grabbed a plate and banged it against the top of his head. "No," She answered flatly.
I sat back in my chair as everyone else sweat dropped. "Oh."
Breakfast was severed and everyone soon had their mouth full, so no one had to worry about Yamazaki's lies. [AN: Am I even spelling his name right? What about Naoko's name?] After breakfast, a lean man with a weird little hat came into the dining hall. He stood in the front of the room where everyone could see him. His gray eyes observed the crowd and then he held a parchment up in front of him. Everyone hushed because we all knew that he was about to tell us which classes each person had. I wondered if this was magiced too so everyone would at least know one person in that class. I sure hoped so.
Sorry everyone, but this is where I stop. My parents are supposed to be home ant second and if they catch me on the computer…… lets just say it won't be a very pretty picture. Well, please read and review!!!!!!! Pretty pretty please! And e-mail me too if you want! I would be VERY happy! ^-^ Thanx!
