A/n: Bonjour! Comment ça va? Moi? Je suis traviante! (Sp?) And I don't know the rest... Lol! Hello, everyone! I hope I didn't lose any readers! Well, I have a few announcements to make! (Je ne suis pas française!)
Kero: Wha?? Oh, nevermind your French. Oh, yes, announcements. *Clears throat* On December 29, 2002, the story "TCCSCWNSOD" had been deleted off FF.net. For reasons of violating some weird rule of no lists allowed, someone reported Sherise-chan and the story was deleted by the FanFiction.net bot.
LiL DreameR: Yep, I was so angry!! My most popular fic... deleted!! Without me knowing until I surprisingly find out by trying to get my reviews!! Speaking of reviews, I almost reached 50!!! =,(
Kero: Ahem... As I was saying, anyone who read "TCCSCWNSOD" who is currently reading "Just Sakura," please lend your e-mail to Sherise-chan so she can e-mail you the next chapter of "TCCSCWNSOD." She is currently looking for a 'worthy' site to put it under!! Thanks!
LiL DreameR: And thank you, Kero-chan! Now for shoutoutz!! *Sniff* Only one!
li wei: Now, don't worry, Li-san. I won't jump all over you for this review. (KN: 0.o) I do not consider this a flame, this is constructive criticism. Now, it's not all my fault that I made the name mean the same thing. I got the name from a Chinese movie called "Once Upon a Time in China." So I had no clue! The other two are my fault, I didn't look into it much. I'm sorry! But thank you so very much for taking time to correct my work! = )
Kero: Who are you and what have you done with Sherise-chan? You are not mad at 'flame' and not mad at the deleting of your story. Who are you??
LiL DreameR: *Innocent laugh*........................... Shaddup.
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS or the over-all plotty!! Thank goodness! I don't think you'd want a messed up CCS or a messed up Just Ella!
Kero: That's it! I'm calling the police!
Just Sakura
By: LiL DreameR
Chapter Five: A Walk to Remember
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~*~Normal POV~*~
A week or two had passed since the beautiful outdoors of the tournament were present. Everyone was satisfied with their amount of oxygen taken in. Even Sakura.. who barely had breathed in one full breath of crisp open-air oxygen.
She sat down combing her short, shiny auburn hair, awaiting the presence of her arithmetic teacher, Li Xiao Lang.
Throughout the week, Syaoran's arm healed from his injury by the Prince's clumsy swipes. It relieved Sakura very much to know that it left no permanent scar or disease.
"Humm... Humm, humm.. Humm, humm," she softly hummed a random tune.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Li-kun," Sakura whispered as she gently placed the gold-encrusted brush back on the bureau. She walked gracefully to the door, the same exact way Tomoyo had taught her.
The two exchanged greetings at the door, then Sakura let room for Syaoran to enter. After their first meeting, Sakura found out why Syaoran would keep knocking when she told him he could come in. It happened to be that the door was too thick to hear through.
~*~Syaoran's POV~*~
"So what do we have to learn today?" the Princess Ying Fa asked sarcastically, while rolling her eyes to the ceiling. I wish she didn't do that. I love seeing those eyes.
I watched her as she picked up her books and started to open them. I stopped immediately, remembering I was being an idiot again.
"Please, Princess, put down your assignments," I told her.
"Hoe?" She froze on the spot, looking at me with confused emeralds. I wonder what that word she always says means. Maybe some Balonkian term or something. But wait.. She's not from Balonkia, is she.
~*~Sakura's POV~*~
I put my assignments down just like Li-kun said to and waited to hear the reason why.
He searched through his bag, which was unusually bulky today. Hehe... How cute. Look at him getting mad. Guess he can't find what he's looking for.
All of a sudden, he pulled a huge cloak from the bag... Make that two to be exact. "Psst, Princess," he called to me. I ran over to where Li-kun was standing.
"Yes? What are those for?"
Li-kun swung one of the cloaks, the bigger one, over his shoulders and lifted up the hood as he began talking. "I bet you'd like out since you were cooped up in that tent on the tournament, am I right?"
I nodded eagerly. Ooh! How wonderful it would be to bathe in the sun! And just be outside for once!
He sniggered. "Well why don't we just skip the math and sneak outside?" A grin appeared on my face. Outside! Oh, your luck today, Sakura!
I nodded eagerly again. Wait... "What if we get caught?"
"Okay, then, Princess. I'll just go outside by myself. With the warm sun, the fresh air. Yeah, I think I'll take a walk through the castle's garden." He grinned, ready to leave me alone, outside-less.
I pouted and he laughed, most likely at my face. *Twitch* Quickly grabbing the second cloak, I ran to his side. "Of course I'm coming! What are you crazy!" I opened my door, looking left and right, and vanished into the hall.
~*~Syaoran's POV~*~
"I'm crazy?" I looked out her bedroom door after the Princess left, hoping she didn't go anywhere. "Wrong way, Princess!"
"Hoe?!" There goes that word again.
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~*~Normal POV~*~
Giggles could be heard around the corner of the hall, along with heavy pants. "Princess, you almost got us caught!" More pants.
"I'm sorry!" Sakura covered her mouth to stifle the giggles.
Syaoran and Sakura were three-fourths out of the castle, dodging guards, maids, ladies-in-waiting, lurking persons, and Mistress Daidouji.
They continued their journey through the castle.
"Psst! Yin- Princess, stop!" Syaoran harshly whispered. =Err.. She's not thinking of safety.= he thought as he pulled her back at a corner just in time before a group of guards passed. =Phew... Shit, that was close!=
"Ugh.. I'm sorry! I guess I'm not that used to this castle. You see... My.. um.. castle back home had a much simpler structure... Heehee," Sakura nervously responded, getting a glimpse of Syaoran's hard glare he was giving her right now. She shrunk into the wall, sighing. "How will I get used to this place?" she breathed out in an almost-silent voice. "I-"
Syaoran gently pulled her up, hearing someone come close by. "Shh..." he told her, pressing his index finger against her full lips. She just simply nodded.
He peeked out the corner and spotted the prince, with his supposed best friend Eriol Hiragiizawa, coming closer by the second. He quickly dodged Eriol's glance and mumbled under his breathe. "Ahh... Shit."
"Hoe? Whose out there?" Sakura whispered so that only he could hear her.
He once again put his finger on her lips, making her quiet down and blush. (A/n: Moi thinks Syao-kun is doing that on purpose! ^-^) "Your future husband," he lip-said while rolling his eyes.. of course not in front of the princess.
Sakura listened over the conversation... or at least the Prince's babbling while Eriol yawned. "I'm glad I picked a beautiful girl to be my bride." Sakura smiled listening to this. "Even though she doesn't seem my type. She seems too.. too boring for some reason. It's like she can't talk during our meetings. Are all women like this? They seem to just be waiting on us men and stuff." Sakura's lip quivered hearing her fiance talk about her like this.
"All I need from her is her virginity and a beautiful son," the Prince remarked laughing. "I can't wait to sink my teeth into her innocent neck. What's her name again, Eriol?" (A/n: Me is wondering how this baka knows she is a virgin? *Ponder*) (K/n: Hey, it's your story.) (A/n: True, true.)
The poor girl's eyes began to well up with tears at all the remarks. She turned away and bumped into Syaoran who was right behind her. He glared right through the wall at the Prince and wrapped his arms around her in a protective and comforting way, letting her cry freely into his chest. She always thought the Prince loved her for her and her charming personality, not for her lustful body and gorgeous face.
Syaoran knew that Eriol didn't like the Prince at all. He had to pretend to be his best friend or else the King would kick his father off his high position. Eriol's father was the King's.... hmm let's say.... fortune teller. He would see into the future with his strong magic. He was very useful to the King of China, but if his child makes a wrong move, the Hiragiizawa family would be kicked out of the castle. So you could kind of say Eriol was just doing his father a favor, much to his dismay.
The Prince picked his "best friend" because he thought the magic Eriol had inherited from his parents were so cool. Eriol told Syaoran that he was using him to just tell him his future on subjects.
Now the real best friends were Syaoran and Eriol, both knowing each other since infants. They both knew each other very well, from head to toe. They both tease each other down to the core. For example, Eriol, much to Syaoran's disappointment, is dropping clues on him saying he [Syaoran] has a "thing" for the Princess of Balonkia. (A/n: To Syaoran, it's more than a thing!) While Syaoran keeps teasing Eriol on the fact that he has a big crush on Daidouji, which he denies every second. They know each other too well for their own good.
Syaoran waited for Eriol's response, putting a mental note in his head to beat Eriol up if he said anything bad about Ying Fa.
On the other side, Eriol's head jerked when he heard his name called. "Wha-What?" He wasn't at all listening to his "best friend." It mattered not to him on his prissy, princey life.
Prince Fei Hung glared at him. "I said, Do you remember the name of that girl I'm to marry?" Sakura grabbed onto Syaoran and dug her head in his chest to muffle her cries. He can't even remember her name... The question popped into her head: Does the Prince really love her?.. Or more importantly... Does she really love the Prince?
Eriol eyed the Prince suspiciously. "Princess Ying Fa. Shouldn't you know the Princess's name? You are going to marry her and have known her for more than five months now. And shouldn't you address her 'the Princess' and not 'that girl,' Prince Fei Hung?"
"I'm the Prince, I shall do whatever I want," he snapped back. Eriol rolled his eyes. He hated always when men treated women like they were worthless pieces of crap. "Now, Eriol, tell me my fortune with Princess Ying Fa," he commanded, putting certain emphasis on the word princess.
Eriol sighed, not bothering to use up his energy and magic, made up in an annoyed voice, "You two will live happily and rule China without trouble."
"Good."
Sakura couldn't take it anymore. She looked pleadingly into Syaoran's amber eyes. He nodded and the two left the other way before being caught by the Prince.
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Sakura's laughter turned into tears in one second flat. Syaoran felt very awkward sitting next to the crying girl. He wanted to hug and comfort her so badly... like he did a minute before.
Syaoran and Sakura made it out into the castle's garden but weren't enjoying it that much as Syaoran planned to. They sat on the ledge of a beautiful water fountain containing all varieties of colored fish. He sighed, feeling ever-so sorry for her, and stood up in front of the crying one. =She must be crushed. I'm going to get that air-head if it's the last thing I do.= he thought.. as if he were her older, over-protective brother... or maybe, lover?
Sakura wiped away her tears and apologized, "I'm sorry you have to see me like this, Li. I know a Princess wouldn't cry in front of a man." Her sobs turned into hushed hyper-ventilating while she looked at the ground.
This was it. The time he would confront her. "But you're not a princess, are you?" Syaoran asked.
Ying Fa gasped in surprise as she quickly raised her face to look into his eyes. "What ever do you mean, Li?"
"Ying Fa, I know that you are not a Princess from Balonkia," Syaoran told her without any emotion shown on his handsome features. Maybe this wasn't the right time to be acting cold towards Sakura, since she did just find out her fiance was faking her out.
Out of anger, Sakura stood up and faced Syaoran... Though, barely reaching his chin. "You have no right to accuse me of that, Li Xiao Lang. You have no proof." Her face hardened as she looked at him and placed her hands on her hips.
"Oh, I have proof. Your face is proof," he replied softly while caressing her gentle cheek. A chill ran up and down her spine as Syaoran stroked her face. She had to admit, it felt really nice.
"Wha-What do you mean?" Sakura tensed up as her arithmetic teacher continually stroked her cheek, but calmed down when he stopped and just cupped her face.
Syaoran brought his face towards her ear and whispered in a barely audible voice, "I know you're little secret. That you're not a real princess. And definitely not a Balonkian princess." (A/n: Does that sound like Syao-kun to you? Nuh-uh!)
By now, Sakura would be screaming her head off her for help. But a twitch in her heart told her to stay calm.. That he wasn't going to hurt her.. That he was to protect her.
"What do you mean...." she asked dazely, like she was in a trance controlling her every move. She never felt like this before.. Not even when she had her first kiss with the Prince.
Syaoran sat Sakura down and commented mockingly, "You know, you said that at least three times now."
He put his hand down, both unwilling. Once his skin wasn't touching hers, Sakura snapped out of her trance. "Wha-What?"
Syaoran chuckled. "You're very cute."
...... Silence.
=What did he just say?!= Sakura blushed nine shades of red after all what he said processed into her mind. "Hoe..."
"On with what we were talking about. Now, tell me the truth, Princess. Are you a real princess?" He needed to find out the truth. If he did, maybe he might be able to save her...
Sakura's eyes squinted in suspicion while looking at Syaoran. "First, you tell me why you think I'm not a princess. Don't you trust me?"
Syaoran gulped. He had always hated that question. His mind ran through his thoughts looking for the right type of answer to her question of trust. "Uhh... Of course I trust you. You're the only girl I had ever trusted if... I... think about it."
"Ohh?" Sakura was interested in this.
Change of subject! Change of subject, quick! "Yeah," he answered rapidly. "You want reasons why I don't believe you're a princess.. or a princess of Balonkia?"
Sakura nodded, being sidetracked from her other interest. "If you don't give me legitimate reasons, I can easily get you thrown in jail, Li Xiao Lang, for accusing me of such a thing." A smile played on Sakura's lips.
A sigh of relief left Syaoran. He was glad to see Ying Fa smiling again. He stood up and paced in front of the patient Sakura.. who watched his every move. "Well, one, Balonkia is the farthest land we know of, and you probably couldn't have had time to travel from when the Prince announced the ball to the time it was held."
"Not convincing enough, Li," Sakura teased.
"Two, Balonkian princesses are famously ugly and wart-covered. And you're.. Well, you're nothing like that. Neither ugly nor wart-covered." The two pinked a bit at that statement.
"And?" Sakura was getting quite nervous. The only people who knew she was a regular Japanese descendent were the King, Queen, Prince Fei Hung, Eriol Hiragiizawa, and Daidouji Tomoyo.
"Three, I can just see by just the way you walk and talk. I've met many princesses in my lifetime. All were stiff and boring. You are nothing like that. You speak your mind and I like that.... a lot." Right now, Syaoran felt like a shy 10-year-old boy, telling his childhood crush how great she was.
Sakura scolded herself for not listening to Tomoyo during her decorum lessons. She then smiled at Syaoran.. He was some guy. And he notices things. "Got anything else, Mr. Know-It-All."
"I resent that, and yes. Fourth... You may not know it.... But...... I was there when the Prince placed that glass slipper on your foot in Tomoeda and whisked you away to China...." Syaoran told her guiltily. "I should have told you before."
"........ What? No! I should have told you before, Li. But........... Wait... You were there? I didn't see you there...." Sakura said dryly.
"Yeah, there were so many of us there to accompany the Prince, I was sure you didn't see any of us. I was waiting in the background with Eriol. I was really annoyed at that time... but then I had a glimpse of you..." Syaoran sheepishly answered, taking his seat with Sakura once again.
Sakura turned around and played with the fishes. All of a sudden, it seemed like they seemed more interesting than their conversation. She didn't want to look him in the eye and confess her secret. But it's too late. He already knows and probably knew since the moment they met. Mustering up courage, she faced his worried features. "I give up... You caught me............ *Sigh* I'm sorry I didn't tell you when we met. I should've trusted you. I know I would have. When we first met, I had this knick in my heart telling me that you were going to be someone I would trust for my lifetime. I'm a fool for listening to my brain instead of my heart," Sakura laughed shamefacedly.
Soft voiced, Syaoran asked, "Do you really mean that?" She nodded, bravely looking him in the eye. But she looked back down when she felt the heat rise up to her cheeks. "It's uncanny... 'Cause I thought the same thing when we met." (A/n: Hmm.. Uncanny. Not a word I use very often.)
She smiled and he gave that smile right back. "See... Now you're even getting me to smile. You are something, you know that." She giggled like a love-struck little girl, not a serious 18-year-old Princess. It didn't matter to her anymore. No more playing games. "Come on now, let's go take that walk I promised." He offered his arm to her, which she gladly excepted, and winked playfully at her, making her whole face turn bright red.
"Now aren't we the charmer?" she giggled as they leisurely walked out of the open space into the garden sidewalks. Good thing there weren't any guards out then or else the both of them would be in real trouble.
"So tell me," Syaoran started as they passed a beautiful patch of flowers, "Is your real name Yuen Ying Fa? No, it can't be.. That name is more Chinese."
"Well.. My name is Ying Fa.. or the Japanese version of it at least. My real name is Kinomoto Sakura. Both Sakura and Ying Fa meaning cherry blossom," Sakura explained while picking up a peony and sniffing its sweet scent. "Maybe we should start over from the beginning... now that I'm telling you the real me," Sakura suggested. She stretched out her hand and greeted, "Konnichiwa! My name is Kinomoto Sakura, and I'm from the little town of Tomoeda, Japan."
Syaoran took her hand without hesitation and answered back, "Hello, Kinomoto. My name is Li Xiao Lang, and I come from Hong Kong."
Time stopped as the two gazed at each other with their hands locked in the position of shaking. "Ahem..." they both coughed when they realized what they were doing. Quickly they separated hands and looked at the ground, burning red with embarrassment.
"Ano... Li-kun, please call me Sakura or Ying Fa. I would feel much more comfortable." She sheepishly looked towards the ground, waiting for some kind of response. Kind of like waiting to be allowed to do something, too. (A/n: Hah! Syaoran can't take a hint!)
"Sure, Sakura." Syaoran decided using her Japanese name, trying to make her feel a little at home. But Sakura didn't at all want to go home, with the fact of her miserable childhood still killed her heart. "And you may call me Xiao Lang or Syaoran."
And with that, Sakura lifted her head and beamed at him. "Okay, Syaoran-kun!" They walked along the path some more, admiring all the lovely flowers arranged in the vast garden. "So tell me, what was your life like before settling in the castle." Sakura had always wanted to know more about Syaoran. All she knew was that his father had died one, two months ago, he has four older sisters living at home with his mother in Hong Kong, he was trained to fight since he was little, and that he was a total hottie. She tried to keep her red glow to herself as the thought entered her brain.
"Hong Kong?" She nodded. "It's a beautiful place, actually, despite all the markets and bazaars. I lived out in the country-side of Hong Kong. My father supported his five kids, and we had a pretty big home to housed all the children my mother and father had, plus a few servants and our butler." Wow! Sakura was impressed! (A/n: In other words, he's rich.)
"Really?" She loved hearing about other people's houses and families.
"Yeah, as you know, I had four older sisters, all very annoying yet loving. I scared away all their suitors. I didn't mean to." Sakura raised an eyebrow at him. "Okay, so I did."
"Aww... Protective younger brother!" Sakura smiled but quickly lost her beam. =I wonder if my 'nnichan would have been over-protective of me.= She sighed, regretting the fact she never told the police force on Kumasi for two accounts of murder. She never had the courage to put her evil, evil step-mother in jail and leave Hime mother-less, even though Sakura endured through so much pain. The murders of Kinomoto Fujitaka and Kinomoto Touya all remained a mystery.
Syaoran glared at her, making her shudder and laugh innocently. "Well, I couldn't get those damned suitors off my sisters. The four of them eventually married. But their husbands allowed them to stay with my mother, so she wouldn't be alone since my father and I had to transfer to the King's castle." Sakura nodded, listening intently to Syaoran's life story. "Yeah, my father's job was to be a professor at the castle for the Prince and yourself, but he was also the King's secret advisor."
"Hoe? Secret? What do you mean secret?" Sakura asked innocently.
"You see, the King of China is too proud if you ask me. He likes to make all the decisions on his own, but of course everyone needs advise. So he hired my father to be his advisor, but paid him extra to keep it a secret. He didn't want anyone to know he wasn't independent on his choices. And to tell you a little secret, Sakura," Syaoran's lips tingled feeling her name on them, "the King never made any choices or decisions on his own. Always relied on my father..... Oh, and if your wondering, I came to help my father and to mentally train myself to be advisor to the Prince when he became King when my father passed away.." Syaoran looked down talking about his father.
Sakura placed an assuring hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry, Syaoran-kun," she told me softly.
"Don't be," he said, looking her hard straight in the eye. "He was never a father to me. He always just left me there, just there. Lonely. He didn't act like a father should, concerned for their sons and daughters. But this beast wasn't. He didn't spend time with children or wife. My mother was very upset because since having a son is always important to a man, he should of at least trained me on my martial arts skills. No, he didn't even talk to me. Wei, my sisters, and my mother taught me everything." He looked at her frightened face, knowing he scared her with his tone of voice. "I'm sorry."
"But what about when we first met, you said your father was at rest. You said it with so much love," Sakura whispered.
"I never said I hated him. I just wished he cared more for his family. When I was little, all I wanted was to be carried or picked up by him... just like how Eriol's father did." Sakura was surprised when Syaoran all of a sudden mentioned the Prince's best friend. She would ask him later. "It's all the past now. There's nothing I can do about it."
Sakura nodded, knowing very well that her father would never abandon her or the rest of their family. But how would she know? Her father left her when she was only four. "So, Sakura, tell me about your life before you came to the castle."
Sakura gulped. She had hoped that he wasn't going to ask her. "My.. My.. life? Be.. Before coming here? I.. In Tomoeda? Are you sure you really want to know?" she stuttered helplessly. She had never in her lifetime told anyone about her torturous years living with her wicked stepmother and equally nasty stepsister. (A/n: Fat, self-centered, stupid, ugly, nasty.. Whatever you'd like to call her. ^-^) Maybe it was time for a change.
"Yeah, why? Was something wrong when you were living in Tomoeda?" Syaoran asked quizzically.
Sakura gulped again and wiped off perspiration forming on her forehead. She trusted Syaoran.. He had a right to know. "Ano... Yes, there was a problem."
"What happened? Did your parents abuse you? Tell me," Syaoran demanded, being concerned for the girl he had fallen for. ~.^
"My parents didn't abuse me," Sakura stated flatly while dazing blankly at the floor. She didn't want to remember the bad days.
Syaoran resumed his normal breathing hearing that Sakura wasn't being abused. "I didn't have any parents." He stopped inhaling again... -.-;;
He realized what she said and looked sympathetically at her blank expression towards the floor. She continued, "I remember my parents a little. My mother's name was Nadeshiko and my father's Fujitaka. They were the greatest parents anyone could ask for. Then I had an older brother, Touya. We were happy... until my mother caught an unknown disease. She died from it when I turned three. Otousan, Onnichan, and I cried, but stayed strong for Okaasan. But then my otousan went into a state of depression. The first woman he crashed into turned out to be his second wife. Sadaki Kumasi. (A/n: Ahem, Li-san, to your question, I'll try and explain my mistakes here, kay?)
"That's where the trouble started. Right after Sadaki married my father and became a legal Kinomoto, she dragged him into bed. The next thing 'Nnichan and four-year-old me knew was that she was pregnant. All her kindness turned into arrogant-ness. Otousan, after snapping out of his depression, realized that she just used him to produce a child. She didn't want anything to do with the Kinomotos then.
"She killed Touya with poison... made it look like an accident. She slaughtered my father right in front of my eyes... made it look like an accident. She spared me to make me into her's and her little brat's personal slave. And so not to arouse suspicion, she claimed I was also killed in an accident."
Syaoran was stunned and was utterly surprised by Sakura's story. He was about to give out his voice on this, but Sakura placed her index finger on his lips, without looking from the ground. "Shh... Let me finish. Okay, so you might ask me, why did she want a child instead of money? This is where Sadaki outwitted my father. You see, my family was somewhat... well-off. My father was a professor. So I thought this: Sadaki was an official Kinomoto, no question on that. She married into my father's money, and all she had to do was kill the real Kinomotos. She got the money she so badly wanted, yet she that greedy bi... woman wanted more. So she took my father into bed, which caused the arrival of my snotty half-sister, Hime. She wanted Hime so she would inherit the money after she died..."
All this time, Sakura held back painful tears. She hated talking about this, but she knew Syaoran had a right to know. And it surprised her of how much info she spilled out. Syaoran stood up furiously. He had never, ever heard of such a low person. Why... this woman was even lower than the Prince!
"Syaoran, please sit down. I know what wrong she did, and I know I should report her-"
"You didn't report her!!"
"No, I didn't. I'm not like that woman. I didn't have the heart to send her to jail, even after all the pain she put me through." She wiped off the welling tears and patted the seat next to her. "Sit." He sighed and sat next to her as she continued this hell-of-a-story.
"For the next.. let's see... thirteen years, I acted as maid for my step-mother and half-sister, who I so muchfully hate. No, not maid... More like slave... Doing their every order and command. I don't know how I could take it. And then I saw a light.
"The Prince of China was having a ball to meet his future bride. I became excited, knowing I might have potential. So I grabbed my mother's wedding dress, made a few arrangements on it, stole a pair of glass slippers in the market, and hitched a ride with a couple of sailors heading for China. They said I could get a ride back to Japan with them if I came back at midnight. I agreed. The ball passed, midnight came, I rushed out leaving behind my glass slipper, and vanished back to Japan." Sakura said it like it was nothing; Syaoran gaped at her. "What?"
"Nothing, nothing. Go on."
"Well, that's really it. One day, the Prince and a whole bunch of men came to my door, fitted my long-lost slipper on my left foot, and swept me away to China, leaving behind a jealous Kumasi and Hime."
"Wow, that was some past you got there... Don't you think you should report your step-mother? I mean, she should be charged with two accounts of murder," Syaoran told her seriously.
"I know but I'll let her live with the guilt," Sakura answered. It felt good to just let all what she kept bottled up inside all these years out.
Syaoran sighed. "Okay, then. I'll trust your decision."
"And I'll trust your decision on if you'll keep this conversation secret or not," she sternly hinted.
"I promise I won't tell anyone. Li's always keep there promises." Sakura smiled gratefully at him for all what he's doing.
"You know, even after spilling my pitiable life, you always get a smile on my face. Ehh... Ain't that something," Sakura giggled girlishly, holding onto his arm. Syaoran blushed and quickly made it disappear, replacing it with a smile.
"And you're the only person who ever gotten me to smile this much."
Staring into each other's orbs, Sakura thought nervously, =Am I falling for my arithmetic teacher?= *Nods head eagerly* ^-^
To be continued...
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A/n: Yay!!! After slaving over this chapter for two weeks, I finally finished!!! I'm so happy... *Prances around room for ten minutes, celebrating* Okay, so I didn't fit in all I wanted in this chapter... That's okay!! So they're realizing now that they're falling for each other!! But.... Don't forget Sakura and the Prince are still engaged! What about Mistress Daidouji? What will happen to her? And what does Eriol have in this story? And will Meiling have another role? What about...
Kero: Shaddup!! You're confusing me!!
LiL DreameR: Err... Sorry, went a little overboard there! Okay, I worked really hard on this chapter and as you can see it's really, really long! Please review!! Umm... *Blushes* I want four reviews or more before I start typing out chapter six.. okie? Four reviews.. Not much! Please! I don't mind if it's positive or constructive criticism! (I'm still not ready for flames.. Hehe...) Thx! I hoped you enjoyed..... Ja ne!!
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