Konyanichiwa!!! How is everybody? I'm so so so so so sorry for not updating in the longest time. Damn!!! In 3 months!!!!!!! 3 MONTHS!!!!!! EEEKKK!!! Damn! That was some writer's block!!

Kero: Hey! That's my Osaka accent! And yeah, Sherise-chan finally got off her lazy ass to start typing chapter two!! Yay!!!

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Just Sakura

By: LiL DreameR

Chapter Two: Eyes Like Yours

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~*~Sakura POV~*~

I don't get why my maidservants were so surprised when they realized that I was the one who restarted my fire... It was my fire, anyway. These royals are weird.

I changed out of my nightgown and slipped on this traditional Chinese dress. I examined myself very closely. It was sure an elegant, beautiful dress. It was made of all silk and was pale green. But damn it was itchy.

I sat down on my bed waiting, scratching everywhere. "Itchy!!" I yelled in annoyance. At once, the door slammed open. The woman I was waiting for. Mistress Daidouji Tomoyo-san was my decorum/art/decorating instructor. What a strict lady... even if she was my age, maybe a bit younger. YOUNGER! She had wavy blackish-purple hair that was always tied neatly into an elegant bun. My hair is too short to do that so she said I can keep it down. She also had piercing amethyst eyes... Wow. Mistress Daidouji was Japanese, too.

"Ohayo gozaimasu, Tomoyo-san!" I greeted cheerfully in our native tongue. She shot my a terrified look.

"Princess Ying Fa, you have still a lot to learn about being a proper princess. First of all, we speak in Chinese in China naturally," Mistress Tomoyo corrected in her soft, yet stern voice.

"Gomen nasai," I replied. She shot my a warning look. "I'm sorry," I quickly corrected in Chinese.

"And second, my name is Mistress Daidouji and I would like to be called in that proper way. Sit up straight, Princess." Tomoyo walked around me and examined me in that dress. I saw a sparkle in her eye that quickly ran away. (A/n: Hey, I can't change Tomoyo-chan from not thinking Sakura-chan is kawaii!)

"You can call me Sakura, you know, Mistress Daidouji-san." How annoying. Here is someone actually my age that I thought could be my friend. But no. She has to be my teacher! And a strict one at that! Argh! And what's with this name rule! I can simply call her Tomoyo... But, no. It's not proper at all for a princess. Mistress Daidouji. How annoying.

Tomoyo gasped and looked surprisingly at me. "Certainly not!" she protested. "I have never heard anything so preposterous! A princess should never be called be her first name... Especially if that first name is not supposed to be used anymore!" My Japanese name was not allowed in the castle anymore, I guess. Ying Fa now.

"Mou! Too many rules!" I groaned out loud, not meaning to at all. Quickly covering my mouth, I realized I just said that out loud.

"Humph! A princess does not complain either," Tomoyo simply stated. She glared at me, making my spine shudder. How could this woman, my age, be so mature and stiff. She's got to lighten up for a change. "I have heard from your maidservants that you have started a fire on your own in the middle of the night. You will never do that again," she again corrected, chin high up.

"But I was cold!" I protested, whining a bit. I shouldn't have done that.

"You're chambermaid was supposed to immediately take care of that. She was still sleeping, though. She's was beaten and dismissed from the castle." Mistress Daidouji-san said like it was nothing at all.

=Beaten?! How dare they!= my mind screamed. That wasn't fair that a woman was hurt badly just because she didn't wake up on time. I mean, I'm a late sleeper, too. Holding back tears, I repeated, "Beaten?"

"Yes..." Tomoyo answered slowly and softly. She bit her lip while saying it. Did this cold-hearted woman have feelings after all? Tomoyo elegantly stood up from the chair she was sitting on and straightened out her traditional Chinese dress. "Master Li will be here in a few minutes for your arithmetic lesson."

"Arithmetic? Isn't Master Li-kun my Chinese language teacher?" I asked, confused. Yeah, my Chinese language teacher.

Tomoyo looked back and responded, "Your royal majesty, the king of China, the prince's father has decided that you already are good in the Chinese language. He now wants you to learn arithmetic." And with that, Tomoyo-san left without saying bye. Ouch.

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I sat down in front of my mirror and sighed. This was the life. Yeah, being cramped up inside all day, doing nothing but lessons. I haven't been outside once since I had arrived at this castle. But it was all worth it. Soon I would be married to the handsomest guy in the world. (A/n: *Snort*)

I was so excited for at the end of the day, I would be able to see the prince after his hunt. Usually, when we had these meetings, he would just stare at me and smile and that's all. Sometimes we would just stare during that whole thirty minutes. No talking. Just staring. But the part which annoyed me was that a chaperon was there, too. So meaning no kissing. Damn.

My door swung open again, revealing an old, graying man. My arithmetic, former Chinese teacher, Master Li. (A/n: Bwa! I bet you thought it would be Syaoran!) He was pretty tall and about in his early 50s. His long braid of hair had tints of gray here and there. Master Li also had these emotionless brown eyes. Eek! They were scary!

"Good Morning, Princess Ying Fa," he coldly greeted as he bowed.

I curtsied back. "Good morning to you too, Master Li."

He slammed his books onto my desk and frowned at me. "As you may know, I will now be your arithmetic teacher instead of Chinese language. Even though I think it is foolish for a girl to know math." That was insulting! I held my words back and calmed down. Master Li sat down and I sat down too.

He turned the page of the book and..... collapsed!! I stared wide-eyed at his slumped, unconscious body over my desk. Panicking, I started yelling, "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!" Quickly, I went over to Master Li-kun's body and tried to feel a pulse. None.

I froze in shock. What happened?!?! A heart attack?!?! Running out of the room, I yelled for someone. "Someone!! Quick!! Master Li has just had a heart attack!" Frantically, I ran into one of the maids. "Quickly, get a doctor! Tell him Master Li has just died in my room!!"

"Yes, Princess," the girl's answer was. She slowly bowed to me.

"No time for that!" I raged. In the middle of her bow, she stood up and ran to find a doctor.

I pivoted my feet and ran back into my room. Master Li was still slumped over and....

~*~Tomoyo's POV~*~

I ran to Sakura's room after I heard someone yelling. Nobody was in her room except the dead body of Master Li. Tears started to form in my eyes. I really wasn't a strict woman. I had feelings.... and seeing someone dead is one of my weaknesses.

I heard hurried footsteps and knew they were Sakura's. I really wanted to be her friend... She is so kawaii! (A/n: In the adorable way, Tomoyo-chan's not a lesbo.) But my job held me back. I had to be bossy and all... I admit I would like to be called Tomoyo or be able to call people by their first name like Sakura and also speak my native tongue.... but it's all prohibited. Sucks. I would like to be a normal eighteen-year-old like everyone else.

Before Sakura entered the room, I hurriedly wiped away my tears. I looked hardly at her, not wanting to, and stated simply with no sympathy in my voice, "Master Li is dead." I walked around her shocked self and started out the door. I shut my eyes to prevent the tears from falling.

~*~Sakura's POV~*~

How could one be so heartless? Mistress Daidouji-san just... just... How could she? Tears flooded my eyes and my vision blurred. I cried until the evening came when I was to meet my prince. I had witnessed a death.

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Evening came and Master Li-kun's death was announced at dinner. I shed another tear there. I glanced at Tomoyo... she had on usual hard-looking face. I wonder who my new arithmetic teacher is going to be... Hmmm...?

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My heart raced as I walked along corridors to the meeting room so I can finally meet my prince after a tiresome day, with Master Li-kun dying and all. I entered the dark room. There he was, that gorgeous face... and of course the chaperon... I sweatdropped.

"Ahh... Just in time, my princess." Prince Fei Hung took my hand and kissed it. My heart went in a flutter.

"How do you do, Prince," I greeted as I curtsied. We both sat down facing each other and started our staring contest. He just smiled at me... looking me up and down.... Err...

Prince Fei Hung was four years older than I was... Twenty-two. With those charming gray eyes, and long black hair, he was so handsome... (A/n: Eekk.. I feel awkward not talking about Syaoran... -.-;;)

I felt so awkward just sitting there in looking... Especially when there was a chaperon there. In an attempt to start a conversation, I asked nervously, "So what's on your mind?"

He jerked his head toward me, jolted by the urgency in my voice. "The hunt," he said, then looked puzzled. Sure he was cute, but a bit... Umm.. Well, not so bright. Erm.. I didn't say that about my fiancee.

"Did you catch anything?"

"Oh, don't trouble your mind about that, princess," he said. "The country is in fine shape. Why, we throw away food here at the castle that it would be a feast in Suala." (A/n: I made it up. I don't want to insult any other country near China. ^-^ I'm nice!) (K/n: Chee...)(A/n: Shut!)

Suala was one of out neighboring countries. We had been it war with Suala for as long as I could remember, so maybe the prince was only showing bravado, the way street urchins brag about the number of maggots in the bread they steal. But still, I was so shocked....

"Why?" I asked, worriedly. "Why throw away food when some of your own subjects go hungry each night? I myself know-"

Prince Fei Hung toyed with one of my strands that escaped from behind my ear. He wrapped and unwrapped my short auburn curl around his fingers. I wished he was touching my hand instead. I forgot what I was saying.

He chuckled. "So my princess worries about the poor," he said. "If it pleases you, I'll order that our table scraps be set outside the castle gate each evening."

"It's that easy?" I asked. "Just like that?"

The prince shrugged. "Why not? It doesn't matter to me."

He smile and I should have smiled back, given the gratitude he deserved. But his last words stopped me. Why didn't his own hungry subjects matter to him? What the heck is wrong with this man?!

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The next morning came quickly. Mistress Tomoyo-san just left from my decorum lesson. She didn't seem to have her spark to be bossy and strict.... It was kind of... Lemme see... Boring.

I sat at my desk again, waiting for my new arithmetic teacher. I wonder who it is...?

Then I wandered off to last night. How could the prince not care about his subjects? That is just not right. Not just. Not nice. Not fair. I let a tear gently roll off my cheek. Then I remembered Master Li-kun, now dead and buried. I let more tears fall freely.

A knock came at the door. The new arithmetic teacher I presumed. "Come in," I yelled. Weird, usually all my teachers just barged into my room, not bothering to knock. No one came in but another knock.

"Come in," I called again. No answer but another knock.

Aggravated, I stood from my chair and stomped to my door.

I swung it open. "Can't you-!" I stopped. A pair of radiant amber eyes caught my emerald ones. Both pair of eyes widened. I gasped in surprised.

To be continued...

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A/n: Wow! The chapter came out better than expected! (And I wonder who that can be?? Lol!)

Kero: Yeah!

LiL DreameR: Hee!! ^-^ Just a few notes! Umm... I know Sakura-chan seems a bit... OOC. I'm trying to fit in the regular Sakura in as much as possible! This story is probably going to be MOSTLY a Sakura's POV. Ehh... I'm sorry if I insulted anyone from China.. (Me? A bit!) I didn't mean to make the country sound a bit.. Uhh... Not good. Just think that it fits the story! Lol! And a lot from the story never ever happened in China. A FANFIC! Hmm... I think that is all!

Kero: Yep! Now, domo arigatou for reading chapter two! We hope you liked it! Please leave a review telling us how you think!!! But NO FLAMES!! Unless it is a really, really, really nice flame and it's very, very, very constructive. Sherise-chan is very sensitive.

LiL DreameR: Yeah... *Sniff* If you want me to e-mail you when I post the next chapter, that's fine with me! Just leave your e-mail! ^-^ So please stay tuned for chapter three! DOMO! JA NE!!

~*~LiL DreameR~*~