Eh.this is my first CardCaptor Sakura fanfiction, so please review! ^_^
Anyways.future installments of this story may contain some stuff that can
be rated a bit higher than PG-13, but not much, more like kissing and some
briefly embarrassing moments for the couple Syaoran x Sakura.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Prince Li Syaoran stared disinterestedly at the curtain which blocked the window of his carriage. He was brooding over one of the latest (and slowly getting more frequent) debates with his father over the topic of marriage. He groaned inwardly. His birthday was today. He would be turning sixteen, a "ripe age" as his father put it, for finding himself a wife or someone to sire an heir with. A sudden commotion ahead of his carriage dragged him out of his thoughts and he reached out to open the window curtain to allow better sound, and view, of what was going on.
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The criers for Prince Li Syaoran's carriage were guards with new uniforms, gaudy, relatively new to their assigned posts, and arrogant. The crowds parted, albeit slightly ruffled at the rudeness of the criers, for any blocking the way of a royal procession would be arrested, and, depending on the noble's mood, would be fined, imprisoned, or executed, or all of the above. The crier's horses galloped and pranced back and forth to keep the road ahead of the carriage free from civilian interference. Suddenly a child who had finally pried loose from her mother's grip to regain possession of her ball of yarn ran forward, and the haughty guard made no move to stop his horse as it galloped full-tilt towards the slow, oblivious child.
It seemed the inevitable would happen, another careless accident that was not entirely unintentional. However, it was at that exact moment that a figure leaped down from a roof hanging over the street and grabbed the reins of the crier's horse.
The horse reared and the person leapt back to shield the girl, but the crier was furious. "Arrest that person! He attacked a guard of the Royal family and is a danger to the Prince!"
The person's gaze looked up from underneath his cap, glaring at the guard with enraged, shining emerald eyes. His voice was low yet melodic. "Would such a royal guard of such a noble person trample children on the streets for pure entertainment?"
The guard's lips curled into a sneer. "Children should watch where they're walking. It does them good to learn early-on to avoid hoofs. It helps their survival. After all, the strongest always survive, right?" His laugh pealed through the silence of the crowd, and the anger of the intense green gaze intensified.
The other guards had silently formed a circle around the offending lad, who pulled his cap lower and seemed to sulk and freeze in defeat. The first guard's laugh continued in amusement at the boy's predicament, obviously thinking him defeated. The staff, unnoticed by all before, had been removed from its strapping on the boy's back and now was used expertly in his hands. He swung it around in a full circle without ever taking his eyes off the first guard. The other guards stumbled back or fell if they were too slow. He then proceeded in smartly hitting weak points, immobilizing, but not seriously damaging or killing anyone with his staff.
The circle of twelve guards was slowly being reduced, but they steadily got angrier, more frustrated, and more desperate. While the boy fought with two of the guards who had come at him at the same time, their swords ominous compared to his staff, three others circled behind him and one swung his sword downwards to slash at the boy's back. He twisted, sensing the movement a split second before it was fully executed, and avoided being cut in half. The boy somersaulted to keep on his feet, but his cap had come loose in the fight and soft auburn hair tumbled free from their earlier confinement. The boy wasn't a boy, but a girl, Sakura Kinmoto.
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Did you like it, did you hate it, did you just get bored.? Review to tell me!!! =)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Prince Li Syaoran stared disinterestedly at the curtain which blocked the window of his carriage. He was brooding over one of the latest (and slowly getting more frequent) debates with his father over the topic of marriage. He groaned inwardly. His birthday was today. He would be turning sixteen, a "ripe age" as his father put it, for finding himself a wife or someone to sire an heir with. A sudden commotion ahead of his carriage dragged him out of his thoughts and he reached out to open the window curtain to allow better sound, and view, of what was going on.
---*---*----*---*---*----*---*---*----*---*---*----*---*---*----*---*---*--- -*---*---*----*---*---*----*
The criers for Prince Li Syaoran's carriage were guards with new uniforms, gaudy, relatively new to their assigned posts, and arrogant. The crowds parted, albeit slightly ruffled at the rudeness of the criers, for any blocking the way of a royal procession would be arrested, and, depending on the noble's mood, would be fined, imprisoned, or executed, or all of the above. The crier's horses galloped and pranced back and forth to keep the road ahead of the carriage free from civilian interference. Suddenly a child who had finally pried loose from her mother's grip to regain possession of her ball of yarn ran forward, and the haughty guard made no move to stop his horse as it galloped full-tilt towards the slow, oblivious child.
It seemed the inevitable would happen, another careless accident that was not entirely unintentional. However, it was at that exact moment that a figure leaped down from a roof hanging over the street and grabbed the reins of the crier's horse.
The horse reared and the person leapt back to shield the girl, but the crier was furious. "Arrest that person! He attacked a guard of the Royal family and is a danger to the Prince!"
The person's gaze looked up from underneath his cap, glaring at the guard with enraged, shining emerald eyes. His voice was low yet melodic. "Would such a royal guard of such a noble person trample children on the streets for pure entertainment?"
The guard's lips curled into a sneer. "Children should watch where they're walking. It does them good to learn early-on to avoid hoofs. It helps their survival. After all, the strongest always survive, right?" His laugh pealed through the silence of the crowd, and the anger of the intense green gaze intensified.
The other guards had silently formed a circle around the offending lad, who pulled his cap lower and seemed to sulk and freeze in defeat. The first guard's laugh continued in amusement at the boy's predicament, obviously thinking him defeated. The staff, unnoticed by all before, had been removed from its strapping on the boy's back and now was used expertly in his hands. He swung it around in a full circle without ever taking his eyes off the first guard. The other guards stumbled back or fell if they were too slow. He then proceeded in smartly hitting weak points, immobilizing, but not seriously damaging or killing anyone with his staff.
The circle of twelve guards was slowly being reduced, but they steadily got angrier, more frustrated, and more desperate. While the boy fought with two of the guards who had come at him at the same time, their swords ominous compared to his staff, three others circled behind him and one swung his sword downwards to slash at the boy's back. He twisted, sensing the movement a split second before it was fully executed, and avoided being cut in half. The boy somersaulted to keep on his feet, but his cap had come loose in the fight and soft auburn hair tumbled free from their earlier confinement. The boy wasn't a boy, but a girl, Sakura Kinmoto.
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Did you like it, did you hate it, did you just get bored.? Review to tell me!!! =)