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Enemies on the first day
A cloaked figure slowly made her way into the crowded marketplace, her shining emerald eyes filled with awe and amusement. It had been ten lonely years since the passing of her dear Grandmother. Granny Yuri had used the best of her abilities to ensure that they had never expelled a cent of change taken from them on that day.
The poor child was now on her own. She tugged off her hood, revealing brilliant auburn hair, chopped of to accent the look of a feminine boy. She had heeded the wise words of her grandmother and cloaked herself under the guise of another male in order to accomplish the feat of becoming a knight. They had talked the plan through and the young girl was well aware of the hardships to come, not to mention the possibility of succeeding was going to be even harder as well. She was running low on options, basically leaving her with becoming a true knight.
'Keep low at all times.' She repeated, scolding herself over and over. With her concentration on keeping low, she didn't pay attention to where she was walking and bumped into someone.
"Oh! Gomen...I didn't see you just then." She apologized.
"It's alright. You new here?" Was the reply.
She looked up to see a young man with navy hair and bright, round glasses, smiling warmly at her. He was nearly a head taller than her, probably one or two years older than she was.
"You look a bit lost, kiddo." The boy said, offering his hand.
Sakura's gaze left his hand and travelled upwards, forming a glare that sharply landed on his face, "The name's not kiddo!" She growled, yet took his outstretched hand and allowed him to pull her to her feet.
The boy laughed and ruffled her hair in a manner almost too friendly for having just met.
"My name's Eriol, what's yours?" He asked curiously.
She quickly wracked her brain for a decent name. All the while, Eriol stared at her in amusement. Sakura's face reddened under his foolhardy gaze before replying, "Arukas, Aku for short."
'Hope no one will notice my name's spelt the other way round.' She muttered mentally.
"Where you heading too, Aku?" He asked, his curiosity blossoming.
"Erm.I was planning to try the palace courts and train." She began, but soon trailed off as Eriol completed her sentence.
"To be a knight?"
"Yeah." She replied.
"Hey! That's where I'm heading too, let's go there together!" He said gleefully before spinning around and signalling for her to follow.
She eyed him suspiciously but walked through the marketplace beside him. 'He looks nice enough to trust for the moment, but don't let your guards down Sakura!' She reprimanded herself. The moment she had bumped into the fellow, she had sensed a strong navy aura.
Eriol noticed her looking at him, "What's up? Am I too attractive for you?"
"Yeah, right." She slapped him on the shoulder playfully; he was quite good-looking as guys go, but he wasn't her type and she wasn't going to admit either of those.
"Do you happen to.have the Gift as well?" She questioned him suddenly. Eriol seemed taken aback, but his lips turned into a small smirk.
"Yeah. I can sense yours as well, a strong pink one." He replied, emphasizing the colour. She glared angrily at him, "Hey! What's wrong with the colour pink!?" She snapped.
"Chill, nothing's wrong with pink. Maybe it's just a mix of colours from your parents that made the Gift of yours pink or something." He replied, lowering his voice into an abashed mutter.
Soon enough, they arrived at the palace gates and to Sakura's surprise, the guards had allowed them in without asking questions. They had even bowed to them.
"Why are they bowing, Eriol?" She asked.
"Hmm.I dunno. Maybe it's really because I'm too good looking." He said cockily. Sakura felt a large sweat drop coming on as she smacked her forehead, "Riiiiight." She mumbled.
By the time they had reached a vast garden. Sakura had begun to sense a laid back, yet mighty green aura. Eriol grinned, "Oh, here comes Syaoran."
A boy with messy brown hair was sliding down the palace staircase' rails while a young maid trailed him, attempting to get him to stop. The boy ignored her and continued his descent until he reached the bottom, gracefully leaping off before calmly walking towards the nonchalant Eriol and the timid Sakura. . "Hey, Syaoran." Eriol happily greeted him.
"Hey." Syaoran replied, flicking his wrist to acknowledge the imposter boy's presence. Sakura squeaked slightly, but not loud enough for them to hear as an even blush tinted her cheeks.
He and Eriol looked nearly the same age. He had messy chestnut hair that shone with unkempt brilliance. The coldness in his amber eyes sent shivers down her back. His mildly muscular frame only amplified the nearly hidden blush on her face as she forced herself to look at his face. She chose to stay quiet whilst those two were talking.
"How's it going?" Eriol asked him.
"Same as ever. See for yourself." Syaoran rolled his eyes in irritation at Eriol's dashed hopes for a conversation. He gave Eriol a cold smirk, making the young man laugh and place his hand out for Syaoran to slap. Finally, Syaoran turned to Sakura.
"Who's the kiddo Eriol?"
"I'm not a kiddo!" Sakura glared angrily at him. Syaoran glared back, only with a more practiced intensity, causing beads of sweat to roll down the back of Sakura's head.
"Whoops, forgot to introduce you guys. Syaoran, this is Arukas or Aku. Met him in the marketplace and found out he was heading to the training courts like us. Aku, this is Syaoran Li, we'll be training together this year." Eriol said, pointing his palm towards the still glaring boy. It seemed he wasn't one to back down from a nice glaring contest. Sakura attempted to break his glare with a simple, "Nice to meet you."
Not that simple after all. Again, she tried to be cheerful and friendly by sticking her hand out for him to shake, but Syaoran's response poured cold water all over her. She was starting to get worried. How was she going to get along with him if his attitude was this cold towards her?
As if Eriol could read through her mind, he reassured her, "Don't worry, he's just cold towards strangers. I'm sure you'll get along well."
In response, Syaoran nailed him in the arm with his fist, causing Eriol to emit a dramatic cry of pain. Syaoran rolled his eyes and walked past them. Eriol quickly stopped his attempt at fake crying and sighed before releasing his injured arm and following the introvert teen. Sakura forced a smile and went to follow them.
Night crawled in and they went into the hall where dinner was to be served to students. They headed towards a free table when a foot was stuck out in front of Sakura, making her trip and land on her elbows and knees. She inhaled sharply, knowing that she'd have four new bruises in the morning.
"Look what we've got here, a klutz who plans to be a knight!"
Sakura growled and turned around to see who had tripped her. The guy who was laughing at his oh-so-funny joke with his friends had black hair and cobalt blue eyes. His nose looked delicate and Sakura longed to make it crooked.
The guy smirked, "What are you looking at? Never seen nobles before? Go back to your mommy!"
Sakura was flaring up with anger deep inside but she had to control herself. She couldn't let herself get kicked out before the school year had even start.
"It all depends on what kind of nobility. Yours is being the biggest snorter of all pigs." She muttered. The boy had obviously overheard her as he grabbed her by the collar.
"Asking for a fight, eh?" He snarled. Sakura released a small, "Bluh," And turned her face away from his breath. Snickers rose around the room, only fuelling the boy's anger as he gripped her shirt harder. He was physically bigger than her, meaning if she didn't think fast, she was going to get her butt smacked. Syaoran decided to show a bit more on his side by calling out, "Why don't you pick on someone your own size for a change?" As he said this, the boy growled and released some of the tension he had on Sakura's shirt.
Syaoran frowned, "Grafter, I assume? Jason Grafter?"
Grafter let go of Sakura and walked up towards Syaoran, staring him in the eye before tossing his head back and laughing.
"So I see, I'm that popular. I suppose I should pick a fight with someone like you then." He spat, "Pick on someone your own size."
Syaoran, however, stayed cool and calm. Snickering could be heard from Grafter's friends as he towered over Syaoran. Sakura ran in front of Syaoran to reclaim her fight and spread her arms out, signalling no free passage.
"Leave my friends alone! Besides, you'll only find a decent opponent in a dog show!" She cried, hoping he would back down. Eriol whistled, impressed by her bravery. Even Syaoran was taken aback by surprise, 'Despite his small size, this kiddo has got guts.' Grafter's face changed into an interesting shade of red.
"You little-"
He was cut off however as Syaoran pushed him to the wall and twisted his arms behind his back. He leaned over to his ear and whispered something into the boy's ear. The threat had done its job as Grafter's eyes widened with fear. Satisfied with his reaction, Syaoran smirked and released him. Grafter stumbled back and abruptly left with his gang.
Sakura sighed, 'First day here and troubles already. How nice of me to make my first enemy today.'
"Hey there! You alright?"
"Yah." she patted the dust off herself, "Arigatou, Li." She thanked him before looking into his eyes and could've sworn there was a glint of concern that went as fast as it came. The coldness in his eyes were gone.
"Good."
He walked back towards the table but suddenly stopped and said, "Call me Syaoran next time."
Sakura jumped around in delight when she heard that. Eriol couldn't help but smile at her,
'This is gonna be one interesting year.'
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Enemies on the first day
A cloaked figure slowly made her way into the crowded marketplace, her shining emerald eyes filled with awe and amusement. It had been ten lonely years since the passing of her dear Grandmother. Granny Yuri had used the best of her abilities to ensure that they had never expelled a cent of change taken from them on that day.
The poor child was now on her own. She tugged off her hood, revealing brilliant auburn hair, chopped of to accent the look of a feminine boy. She had heeded the wise words of her grandmother and cloaked herself under the guise of another male in order to accomplish the feat of becoming a knight. They had talked the plan through and the young girl was well aware of the hardships to come, not to mention the possibility of succeeding was going to be even harder as well. She was running low on options, basically leaving her with becoming a true knight.
'Keep low at all times.' She repeated, scolding herself over and over. With her concentration on keeping low, she didn't pay attention to where she was walking and bumped into someone.
"Oh! Gomen...I didn't see you just then." She apologized.
"It's alright. You new here?" Was the reply.
She looked up to see a young man with navy hair and bright, round glasses, smiling warmly at her. He was nearly a head taller than her, probably one or two years older than she was.
"You look a bit lost, kiddo." The boy said, offering his hand.
Sakura's gaze left his hand and travelled upwards, forming a glare that sharply landed on his face, "The name's not kiddo!" She growled, yet took his outstretched hand and allowed him to pull her to her feet.
The boy laughed and ruffled her hair in a manner almost too friendly for having just met.
"My name's Eriol, what's yours?" He asked curiously.
She quickly wracked her brain for a decent name. All the while, Eriol stared at her in amusement. Sakura's face reddened under his foolhardy gaze before replying, "Arukas, Aku for short."
'Hope no one will notice my name's spelt the other way round.' She muttered mentally.
"Where you heading too, Aku?" He asked, his curiosity blossoming.
"Erm.I was planning to try the palace courts and train." She began, but soon trailed off as Eriol completed her sentence.
"To be a knight?"
"Yeah." She replied.
"Hey! That's where I'm heading too, let's go there together!" He said gleefully before spinning around and signalling for her to follow.
She eyed him suspiciously but walked through the marketplace beside him. 'He looks nice enough to trust for the moment, but don't let your guards down Sakura!' She reprimanded herself. The moment she had bumped into the fellow, she had sensed a strong navy aura.
Eriol noticed her looking at him, "What's up? Am I too attractive for you?"
"Yeah, right." She slapped him on the shoulder playfully; he was quite good-looking as guys go, but he wasn't her type and she wasn't going to admit either of those.
"Do you happen to.have the Gift as well?" She questioned him suddenly. Eriol seemed taken aback, but his lips turned into a small smirk.
"Yeah. I can sense yours as well, a strong pink one." He replied, emphasizing the colour. She glared angrily at him, "Hey! What's wrong with the colour pink!?" She snapped.
"Chill, nothing's wrong with pink. Maybe it's just a mix of colours from your parents that made the Gift of yours pink or something." He replied, lowering his voice into an abashed mutter.
Soon enough, they arrived at the palace gates and to Sakura's surprise, the guards had allowed them in without asking questions. They had even bowed to them.
"Why are they bowing, Eriol?" She asked.
"Hmm.I dunno. Maybe it's really because I'm too good looking." He said cockily. Sakura felt a large sweat drop coming on as she smacked her forehead, "Riiiiight." She mumbled.
By the time they had reached a vast garden. Sakura had begun to sense a laid back, yet mighty green aura. Eriol grinned, "Oh, here comes Syaoran."
A boy with messy brown hair was sliding down the palace staircase' rails while a young maid trailed him, attempting to get him to stop. The boy ignored her and continued his descent until he reached the bottom, gracefully leaping off before calmly walking towards the nonchalant Eriol and the timid Sakura. . "Hey, Syaoran." Eriol happily greeted him.
"Hey." Syaoran replied, flicking his wrist to acknowledge the imposter boy's presence. Sakura squeaked slightly, but not loud enough for them to hear as an even blush tinted her cheeks.
He and Eriol looked nearly the same age. He had messy chestnut hair that shone with unkempt brilliance. The coldness in his amber eyes sent shivers down her back. His mildly muscular frame only amplified the nearly hidden blush on her face as she forced herself to look at his face. She chose to stay quiet whilst those two were talking.
"How's it going?" Eriol asked him.
"Same as ever. See for yourself." Syaoran rolled his eyes in irritation at Eriol's dashed hopes for a conversation. He gave Eriol a cold smirk, making the young man laugh and place his hand out for Syaoran to slap. Finally, Syaoran turned to Sakura.
"Who's the kiddo Eriol?"
"I'm not a kiddo!" Sakura glared angrily at him. Syaoran glared back, only with a more practiced intensity, causing beads of sweat to roll down the back of Sakura's head.
"Whoops, forgot to introduce you guys. Syaoran, this is Arukas or Aku. Met him in the marketplace and found out he was heading to the training courts like us. Aku, this is Syaoran Li, we'll be training together this year." Eriol said, pointing his palm towards the still glaring boy. It seemed he wasn't one to back down from a nice glaring contest. Sakura attempted to break his glare with a simple, "Nice to meet you."
Not that simple after all. Again, she tried to be cheerful and friendly by sticking her hand out for him to shake, but Syaoran's response poured cold water all over her. She was starting to get worried. How was she going to get along with him if his attitude was this cold towards her?
As if Eriol could read through her mind, he reassured her, "Don't worry, he's just cold towards strangers. I'm sure you'll get along well."
In response, Syaoran nailed him in the arm with his fist, causing Eriol to emit a dramatic cry of pain. Syaoran rolled his eyes and walked past them. Eriol quickly stopped his attempt at fake crying and sighed before releasing his injured arm and following the introvert teen. Sakura forced a smile and went to follow them.
Night crawled in and they went into the hall where dinner was to be served to students. They headed towards a free table when a foot was stuck out in front of Sakura, making her trip and land on her elbows and knees. She inhaled sharply, knowing that she'd have four new bruises in the morning.
"Look what we've got here, a klutz who plans to be a knight!"
Sakura growled and turned around to see who had tripped her. The guy who was laughing at his oh-so-funny joke with his friends had black hair and cobalt blue eyes. His nose looked delicate and Sakura longed to make it crooked.
The guy smirked, "What are you looking at? Never seen nobles before? Go back to your mommy!"
Sakura was flaring up with anger deep inside but she had to control herself. She couldn't let herself get kicked out before the school year had even start.
"It all depends on what kind of nobility. Yours is being the biggest snorter of all pigs." She muttered. The boy had obviously overheard her as he grabbed her by the collar.
"Asking for a fight, eh?" He snarled. Sakura released a small, "Bluh," And turned her face away from his breath. Snickers rose around the room, only fuelling the boy's anger as he gripped her shirt harder. He was physically bigger than her, meaning if she didn't think fast, she was going to get her butt smacked. Syaoran decided to show a bit more on his side by calling out, "Why don't you pick on someone your own size for a change?" As he said this, the boy growled and released some of the tension he had on Sakura's shirt.
Syaoran frowned, "Grafter, I assume? Jason Grafter?"
Grafter let go of Sakura and walked up towards Syaoran, staring him in the eye before tossing his head back and laughing.
"So I see, I'm that popular. I suppose I should pick a fight with someone like you then." He spat, "Pick on someone your own size."
Syaoran, however, stayed cool and calm. Snickering could be heard from Grafter's friends as he towered over Syaoran. Sakura ran in front of Syaoran to reclaim her fight and spread her arms out, signalling no free passage.
"Leave my friends alone! Besides, you'll only find a decent opponent in a dog show!" She cried, hoping he would back down. Eriol whistled, impressed by her bravery. Even Syaoran was taken aback by surprise, 'Despite his small size, this kiddo has got guts.' Grafter's face changed into an interesting shade of red.
"You little-"
He was cut off however as Syaoran pushed him to the wall and twisted his arms behind his back. He leaned over to his ear and whispered something into the boy's ear. The threat had done its job as Grafter's eyes widened with fear. Satisfied with his reaction, Syaoran smirked and released him. Grafter stumbled back and abruptly left with his gang.
Sakura sighed, 'First day here and troubles already. How nice of me to make my first enemy today.'
"Hey there! You alright?"
"Yah." she patted the dust off herself, "Arigatou, Li." She thanked him before looking into his eyes and could've sworn there was a glint of concern that went as fast as it came. The coldness in his eyes were gone.
"Good."
He walked back towards the table but suddenly stopped and said, "Call me Syaoran next time."
Sakura jumped around in delight when she heard that. Eriol couldn't help but smile at her,
'This is gonna be one interesting year.'
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