Chapter 9!!!
Sakura felt hot tears welling up in her eyes, stinging her pupils and threatening to leak down her rosy cheeks. "No!" Her inner mind roared, "She will not give up like this! She is stronger than that!" She closed her eyes, seeking to calm her screaming nerves. She breathed in deeply, releasing her aura and allowing it to flow out as she exhaled. The constant clash of metal and iron ran through her mind as the cries of men mingled with the terrified screeching of their injured and fatigue- filled steeds. And then, she sensed it, his being, his very soul and aura. The pure feeling reminded her of the colour green. Her opposite, yet the one closest to her. And he was near.
~* Syaoran's POV*~
Syaoran was far too occupied fighting the Tamsettian General to recognize the familiar aura that was vibrating to his far left. The General sneered from underneath his thick beard. The man's hair was matted around his face from underneath his helmet, yet was still bushy enough to stick out roughly at the edges.
"Did your King send a mere child to do battle with us?" He sneered, exerting more pressure onto his sword and driving Syaoran backwards.
Syaoran gritted his teeth, but allowed a smirk to shine through.
"Was your Prince too weak to come and fight?" He asked cockily, stopping his backwards decent. The General frowned angrily and leapt back, gaining momentum and bringing the sword around to slash at Syaoran's stomach, only to have the young warrior block his attack. Syaoran leaned his weight to force the General's sword upward. The General twisted his arm into a right swing to once again clash swords with Syaoran. They each leaned forward, attempting to push the other back. The General gave Syaoran an ugly glare.
"Do not insult our Prince." He snarled. Syaoran pushed him back and twisted the sword so that the General's own sword was sent flying.
"The word 'child' is not for you to say, grandpa." Syaoran growled back. He was about to take his head, his sword was mere inches away, only a few seconds more-
"Shield! Earthy! Sand! Mist! Release and dispel!"
The cry echoed throughout the battlefield, but the voice rang throughout Syaoran's head. He snapped his head around, searching for the voice as nearly every soldier's weapon was encompassed in a small shield. The earth began to tremble dangerously as the ground that bordered each warrior deteriorated into quicksand. The entire battlefield was shrouded in a thick, cloudy mist, blocking sight from every occupant. Syaoran's eyes widened as one thought ran through his head.
'The.....c...cards....'
"Syaoran!"
Syaoran whirled around to see Sakura running towards him, her aura flotaing about her freely. His wall broke and he too began to run towards the object of his deepest desires. As they met, the two clung to each other in an unbreakable hug. Syaoran pried his eyes open as he felt his body begin to shake as Sakura's own body wracked with silent sobs. She pulled back and began pounding him on the chest, tears stinging her eyes.
"I was worried sick about you!" She scolded him through her tears, "Don't let me be this worry so much next time!" She gripped his shoulders and pulled him back towards her. Syaoran grinned partially at her antics.
"Calm down. Shouldn't I be the one saying that to you?" He asked, softly tweaking her nose, "And besides, I'm quite alright." He added as Sakura allowed a smile smile to peak through before opening her mouth to speak.
Before she could utter a word, however, her eyes slowly drifted downward as her grip on Syaoran's shirt loosened and she dropped to the bloodied ground in a dead faint. Syaoran swiftly lifted her up and felt her neck for a pulse, realizing that yelling would get him nowhere. To add to his fear and concern, Sakura's spells on the soldiers began to wear off and a few started to fight once more. Syaoran turned around to search for the Tamsettian General he had been battling with to see only a hand sticking out of the once loose sand. Syaoran frowned, but merely began carrying Sakura to the nearest medical tent. As he placed her down, Yamazaki rushed over and began searching her for wounds, only to have Syaoran bat him away angrily.
"Saku... Sakura... Heyyy, Sakura, ya gotta wake up." Syaoran muttered, patting her cheek gently. Sakura's eyes, luckily, fluttered open, her eyes filled with fatigue. She brought a hand up to rub at her eyes and Syaoran gripped her hand.
"Sakura..-" He was cut off by the magical girl in front of him as she smiled and waved her hand.
"I'm alright, 'S'okay, Syaoran. I'm just a little sleepy, that's all." She muttered back to him. Syaoran sighed in relief and engulfed the girl in a feirce hug,
"Now who's the scary one!" He exclaimed into her ear. Sakura giggled and hugged him back.
All the while, Yamazaki and a few others stared at the two in confusion..... "The prince..... and.... Aku...means, that the prince is...- " Syaoran's head snapped up to stare at Yamazaki, "I'm not gay, you lech, Aku's a gimmmmphh!" His last words were cut off when Sakura slapped a hand over his mouth.
"I'm not Aku, I'm Sakura, I just hijacked a ride under the guise of my twin brother because I'd never seen a battle, and I'm really close friends with Syaoran." She whirred out from the top of her head, one talent she was lucky to have.
Yamazaki scratched his head. "But I thought Aku was an orphan...."
"Nope, he's ashamed of his family because we're all squeamish." Sakura replied quickly as Syaoran began to flail, turning blue in the face. Sakura stared at him before emitting a small, "Oh!" And releasing her hand from around his mouth. Syaoran clutched his throat and gasped loudly for oxygen.
The next morning, Sakura woke up to find herself on someone else's bed. She turned around to find Syaoran next to her asleep, but fully clothed. She smiled, he was just like a 5 year old child sleeping. She looked around the room and recognized it was Syaoran's room.
Last night...The battle had stopped because many of the soldiers had been weakened or killed by Sakura's magic. They had come back soon after, hoping to get some much needed rest. As Sakura pondered these things, she felt a heavy hand pat her on the head and tousle her hair. She looked down to see a pair of bright chocolate eyes staring into her own.
"Syaoran!" She exclaimed, earning a small laugh from Syaoran as he took a strand of her auburn hair and twiddled it between his fingers, inhaling the scent of honey and cherry blossom shampoo. Sakura frowned.
"Syaoran...what are the Tamsetts going to do now?" She asked with worry, Syaoran glanced up at her before resuming his previous game of tying her hair into small braids.
"Don't worry about it, Sakura. We signed the treaty with them last night, most likely because they dixcovered that the Card Mistress resides on our side, and happily, I might add." As he said this, he sat up and wrapped his arms around Sakura's shoulders, her back facing his stomach.
Sakura was about to grasp his hand when he lifted himself out of bed and walked over to the dresser. Sakura turned around to see Syaoran kneeling down, a red velvet box clasped nervously in his hands
"I, Syaoran, swear I will make Sakura the happiest girl in the world." He vowed for all the world to hear as he opened the box to reveal a shimmering necklace with a pink cherry blossom crystal pendant, glistening in the morning rays that streamed through the green blinds. Sakura stood up to move around and sit more comfortably on the bed. She released a small giggle and covered her mouth,
"Syaoran! You're only 16, and I'm 15!" She squeaked out through her delight, causing Syaoran to grin wolfishly.
"That's why I'm saving the ring later." He replied, causing Sakura to switch from a grin to a horribly done pouty face.
Syaoran merely smiled and moved to place the necklace on her, clasping it behind her throat.
"There, done! That means you accepted and said yes!"
Syaoran said triumphantly. Sakura snapped her head up to look at him, she crossed her arms. "That's cheating!" She proclaimed, lunging at him. Syaoran dodged her tackle and leapt over the bed, followed by Sakura.
Soon enough, they became tired and sat together on the bed, propped up against eachother. Sakura sighed and stretched. She gave him a small peck on the cheek and said,
"I better go and find Tomoyo now, she's probably worried to death too. I'll be with her if you want to find me." She gave him a sweet smile and with that, she left the room, missing the chance to see him blush again as he gazed softly at the door.
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Hehe~ thx guys for readin this chap! soz for the late update but a epilogue is comin up soon so keep checkin back! r+r time now! n special thx to beta babe for helpin me revise this chapter!
Yeah, she BETTER thank me..
Beta Reader: Waaaai, it's midnight, and I'm in my American home, talking to Momo, in her Chinese home, as she eats lunch... Sound strange? Ah well, I'm insane... But, stay tuned folks, there's an epilogue!
Sakura felt hot tears welling up in her eyes, stinging her pupils and threatening to leak down her rosy cheeks. "No!" Her inner mind roared, "She will not give up like this! She is stronger than that!" She closed her eyes, seeking to calm her screaming nerves. She breathed in deeply, releasing her aura and allowing it to flow out as she exhaled. The constant clash of metal and iron ran through her mind as the cries of men mingled with the terrified screeching of their injured and fatigue- filled steeds. And then, she sensed it, his being, his very soul and aura. The pure feeling reminded her of the colour green. Her opposite, yet the one closest to her. And he was near.
~* Syaoran's POV*~
Syaoran was far too occupied fighting the Tamsettian General to recognize the familiar aura that was vibrating to his far left. The General sneered from underneath his thick beard. The man's hair was matted around his face from underneath his helmet, yet was still bushy enough to stick out roughly at the edges.
"Did your King send a mere child to do battle with us?" He sneered, exerting more pressure onto his sword and driving Syaoran backwards.
Syaoran gritted his teeth, but allowed a smirk to shine through.
"Was your Prince too weak to come and fight?" He asked cockily, stopping his backwards decent. The General frowned angrily and leapt back, gaining momentum and bringing the sword around to slash at Syaoran's stomach, only to have the young warrior block his attack. Syaoran leaned his weight to force the General's sword upward. The General twisted his arm into a right swing to once again clash swords with Syaoran. They each leaned forward, attempting to push the other back. The General gave Syaoran an ugly glare.
"Do not insult our Prince." He snarled. Syaoran pushed him back and twisted the sword so that the General's own sword was sent flying.
"The word 'child' is not for you to say, grandpa." Syaoran growled back. He was about to take his head, his sword was mere inches away, only a few seconds more-
"Shield! Earthy! Sand! Mist! Release and dispel!"
The cry echoed throughout the battlefield, but the voice rang throughout Syaoran's head. He snapped his head around, searching for the voice as nearly every soldier's weapon was encompassed in a small shield. The earth began to tremble dangerously as the ground that bordered each warrior deteriorated into quicksand. The entire battlefield was shrouded in a thick, cloudy mist, blocking sight from every occupant. Syaoran's eyes widened as one thought ran through his head.
'The.....c...cards....'
"Syaoran!"
Syaoran whirled around to see Sakura running towards him, her aura flotaing about her freely. His wall broke and he too began to run towards the object of his deepest desires. As they met, the two clung to each other in an unbreakable hug. Syaoran pried his eyes open as he felt his body begin to shake as Sakura's own body wracked with silent sobs. She pulled back and began pounding him on the chest, tears stinging her eyes.
"I was worried sick about you!" She scolded him through her tears, "Don't let me be this worry so much next time!" She gripped his shoulders and pulled him back towards her. Syaoran grinned partially at her antics.
"Calm down. Shouldn't I be the one saying that to you?" He asked, softly tweaking her nose, "And besides, I'm quite alright." He added as Sakura allowed a smile smile to peak through before opening her mouth to speak.
Before she could utter a word, however, her eyes slowly drifted downward as her grip on Syaoran's shirt loosened and she dropped to the bloodied ground in a dead faint. Syaoran swiftly lifted her up and felt her neck for a pulse, realizing that yelling would get him nowhere. To add to his fear and concern, Sakura's spells on the soldiers began to wear off and a few started to fight once more. Syaoran turned around to search for the Tamsettian General he had been battling with to see only a hand sticking out of the once loose sand. Syaoran frowned, but merely began carrying Sakura to the nearest medical tent. As he placed her down, Yamazaki rushed over and began searching her for wounds, only to have Syaoran bat him away angrily.
"Saku... Sakura... Heyyy, Sakura, ya gotta wake up." Syaoran muttered, patting her cheek gently. Sakura's eyes, luckily, fluttered open, her eyes filled with fatigue. She brought a hand up to rub at her eyes and Syaoran gripped her hand.
"Sakura..-" He was cut off by the magical girl in front of him as she smiled and waved her hand.
"I'm alright, 'S'okay, Syaoran. I'm just a little sleepy, that's all." She muttered back to him. Syaoran sighed in relief and engulfed the girl in a feirce hug,
"Now who's the scary one!" He exclaimed into her ear. Sakura giggled and hugged him back.
All the while, Yamazaki and a few others stared at the two in confusion..... "The prince..... and.... Aku...means, that the prince is...- " Syaoran's head snapped up to stare at Yamazaki, "I'm not gay, you lech, Aku's a gimmmmphh!" His last words were cut off when Sakura slapped a hand over his mouth.
"I'm not Aku, I'm Sakura, I just hijacked a ride under the guise of my twin brother because I'd never seen a battle, and I'm really close friends with Syaoran." She whirred out from the top of her head, one talent she was lucky to have.
Yamazaki scratched his head. "But I thought Aku was an orphan...."
"Nope, he's ashamed of his family because we're all squeamish." Sakura replied quickly as Syaoran began to flail, turning blue in the face. Sakura stared at him before emitting a small, "Oh!" And releasing her hand from around his mouth. Syaoran clutched his throat and gasped loudly for oxygen.
The next morning, Sakura woke up to find herself on someone else's bed. She turned around to find Syaoran next to her asleep, but fully clothed. She smiled, he was just like a 5 year old child sleeping. She looked around the room and recognized it was Syaoran's room.
Last night...The battle had stopped because many of the soldiers had been weakened or killed by Sakura's magic. They had come back soon after, hoping to get some much needed rest. As Sakura pondered these things, she felt a heavy hand pat her on the head and tousle her hair. She looked down to see a pair of bright chocolate eyes staring into her own.
"Syaoran!" She exclaimed, earning a small laugh from Syaoran as he took a strand of her auburn hair and twiddled it between his fingers, inhaling the scent of honey and cherry blossom shampoo. Sakura frowned.
"Syaoran...what are the Tamsetts going to do now?" She asked with worry, Syaoran glanced up at her before resuming his previous game of tying her hair into small braids.
"Don't worry about it, Sakura. We signed the treaty with them last night, most likely because they dixcovered that the Card Mistress resides on our side, and happily, I might add." As he said this, he sat up and wrapped his arms around Sakura's shoulders, her back facing his stomach.
Sakura was about to grasp his hand when he lifted himself out of bed and walked over to the dresser. Sakura turned around to see Syaoran kneeling down, a red velvet box clasped nervously in his hands
"I, Syaoran, swear I will make Sakura the happiest girl in the world." He vowed for all the world to hear as he opened the box to reveal a shimmering necklace with a pink cherry blossom crystal pendant, glistening in the morning rays that streamed through the green blinds. Sakura stood up to move around and sit more comfortably on the bed. She released a small giggle and covered her mouth,
"Syaoran! You're only 16, and I'm 15!" She squeaked out through her delight, causing Syaoran to grin wolfishly.
"That's why I'm saving the ring later." He replied, causing Sakura to switch from a grin to a horribly done pouty face.
Syaoran merely smiled and moved to place the necklace on her, clasping it behind her throat.
"There, done! That means you accepted and said yes!"
Syaoran said triumphantly. Sakura snapped her head up to look at him, she crossed her arms. "That's cheating!" She proclaimed, lunging at him. Syaoran dodged her tackle and leapt over the bed, followed by Sakura.
Soon enough, they became tired and sat together on the bed, propped up against eachother. Sakura sighed and stretched. She gave him a small peck on the cheek and said,
"I better go and find Tomoyo now, she's probably worried to death too. I'll be with her if you want to find me." She gave him a sweet smile and with that, she left the room, missing the chance to see him blush again as he gazed softly at the door.
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Hehe~ thx guys for readin this chap! soz for the late update but a epilogue is comin up soon so keep checkin back! r+r time now! n special thx to beta babe for helpin me revise this chapter!
Yeah, she BETTER thank me..
Beta Reader: Waaaai, it's midnight, and I'm in my American home, talking to Momo, in her Chinese home, as she eats lunch... Sound strange? Ah well, I'm insane... But, stay tuned folks, there's an epilogue!