Twisted Fairytale
-- Sakura- a princess destined to wed a prince and live happily ever after. But what if she fell in love with a pauper[Syaoran]? Will the ending of a romance fairytale be altered forever? How much is one really willing to risk for the love of their life? [ S/S ][ E/T ] Please R&R
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the CCS characters so please don't sue me. However, the story and poetry are all original- belonging to me and me only. =]
Author's Note: Sakura is not a clow mistress and none of the characters are aware of the cards. The storyline is slightly altered so that it is mainly based on Sakura and Syaoran.
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I can feel your every breath,
Hear your sweet delicate voice
Gaze into your eyes
Like stars in a night sky,
Sense your vulnerability
But yet you remain out of the range of my grasp.
Every time I reach for your embrace,
Your presence dissolves into my reverie.
Yet, I know you are more than a silly fantasy,
Faithfully waiting, anticipating the day I finally cease my quest.
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Chapter V--[ Temporary Redemption ]
[ T o m o y o ]
The radiant shafts of the morning sun shined through the sheer material of the wedding dress as I held it up for dusting. It was a most beautiful silk gown, embroidered with crystal beads and intricate designs. Somehow I thought the person who's going to be presenting it does not deserve even half of its value. Shame overwhelmed me as the green monster made its second appearance.
{ "Well, if it is every girl's dream, why don't you marry him!?" }
Sakura's cold words stung my heart the same way ice burns against bare skin. But yet, I wish I could live that "every girl's dream"; be crowned with the title of Mrs. Eriol Hiiragizawa. Day and night, he reappeared in my deepest reveries. I envisioned him, holding me tight in his arms, smothering me with gentle kisses and never wishing to let go. Of course those daydreams could not last forever; soon enough, harsh reality hit me. The woman buried within Eriol's heart was Sakura, not me. He fantasized about her every night as I about him.
"Tomoyo? Is the dress almost ready?" My mother's mellow voice awoke me from my contemplation.
"S-sure", I answered, a bit startled, "I just need to smooth out a few more wrinkles."
She gazed at me with mystifying gray eyes-quite similar to my own. It was one of those motherly looks- the same one that provided me with comfort for seventeen years. Even when times were rough. More than a decade ago, our native homeland of Kyoko was raided by a neighboring country and torn apart from limb to limb. I barely recall that tragedy, being only two years old at the point, but the anguished screams of men, women and children, in desperate attempt to flee the war-stricken land haunt my dreams till this day. I lost my father that night. He vanished within the mist of chaos, trying as hard as he could to save his beloved kingdom. And I use to believe that he was still alive, secretly hiding out in a hamlet somewhere. However, as years passed without a hint of him, my hopes eventually diminished.
"Tomoyo, dear, what is the matter?" Mother inquired with concern.
I hesitated before shaking my head. "Nothing."
She steadily shifted closer to me and meticulously tucked a strand of my raven lock beneath one ear.
"Look at me," Mother commanded as she gingerly lifted my head up until our eye levels were even, "Now, tell me honestly, what's wrong? You've been so..distant these days."
I swallowed uncomfortably, almost choking a bit on my saliva. "Sakura and I had a fight."
"What happened?"
"Oh mother, it was all my fault. If I hadn't been so overly envious of her and Eriol-sama. I can't help it. I- I'm [ pause ]
I'm in love with him." My face grew flushed with embarrassment at my own bluntness.
Expecting her to become infuriated at my selfishness, I prepared to wince. Instead, she only smiled.
"Tomoyo, have you talked to Sakura about this?"
I sighed heavily and shook my head again.
"Well, talk to her. It'll sure get some of that strain off your mind."
"Ok. I will. Thanks, mom. For everything." I beamed brightly at her as a token of my gratitude.
[ S y a o r a n ]
I stood nervously underneath her balcony with the faint light of the morning sun as a guide, clutching a soft brown bear in my hands. This was it- this was my chance- perhaps the only chance I would have. After all the tedious work I put into this plan, locating the exact position of her room and scheduling the perfect timing. ( I figured early morning would be best since no one would be awake yet ) But yet, I was on the verge of blowing the one shot to profess my undying love for Sakura. Sometimes I can't even apprehend my own actions, let alone my thoughts. I couldn't believe I was doing all this just for a princess I barely talked to. If I didn't know better, I'd say that I'm becoming more reckless than the legendary romantic, Romeo Montague, and his impudence led him directly into death's lair.
But no, I couldn't allow myself to recoil like a coward. Amassing all the courage from within, I managed to scoop up several pebbles and target them at Sakura's glass window, producing click-clack noises to arouse her from her deep slumber. Nerves continued to circulate my body as I anxiously anticipated her arrival, but soon enough, they melted away at the sight of her smile. She appeared radiant, even with tousled hair and a plain nightgown.
"What are you doing here?" Sakura whispered, crouching down to take a better look at me.
"To see you." I said romantically, grinning like a love-sick fool.
"How did you get in?"
"Easy, I've been creating secret passages through this palace since I was ten." I smirked.
She chuckled lightly. "Please, tell me your name."
"It's Syaoran."
"Syaoran..Syaoran.. It means little wolf in Chinese, right?"
"You're familiar with the language?" I inquired, pleasantly surprised.
"Just a little. They force me to study many languages here."
I smiled. "Here, I brought you something." Since the balcony was well above my height, I had no choice except to gently toss the small bear to her.
She immediately gasped at my gift. "It's adorable. Thank you."
I blushed slightly at her approval. "It's no problem. Just to show how much I've been thinking about you ever since that day our eyes met."
Sakura wavered before answering, "I can't get my mind off you either."
I became overjoyed at her reply. "Then come away with me."
"Away?! Where to?"
"I don't know. Far away. I want to start a new life with you." I gazed at her with hopeful eyes, but her response was not the one I dreamt of.
"Syaoran, I can't. What about our families? And..I'm suppose to get married to two days." Her voice dimmed.
"Married?! To whom?"
"Hiiragizawa, Eriol- Sama."
"You can't marry him!" I protested, raising my voice with anger.
"Why not?" She asked, almost offended.
I took a deep breath and lowered my tone. "Because I'm in love with you."
Sakura became speechless; her emerald eyes reflected ones of a lost angel, burdened with a torn heart.
"I'm sorry, Syaoran. I have to go now."
My heart plummeted at her implied rejection, but I knew that deep inside, we belonged together- like two doves dominating the heavens, side by side - like two branches of the same cherry blossom tree. I could sense the potent energy vibrating through her luminous eyes.
I instantaneously sprang up as she began to retreat back into her room.
"No, Sakura please! If you care for me, which I know you do, come- come meet me tonight at the golden fountain in Tomoeda Square!"
Without answering, she glanced at me one last time and faded into the darkness.
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TBC
A/N: Pheew.. I know this one took me a while and I'm so sorry! I love you guys- my reviewers. Please continue to show your support! And btw, does anyone have ideas for the future of this story? I'm kind of running out of them. Thanks again!
-- Sakura- a princess destined to wed a prince and live happily ever after. But what if she fell in love with a pauper[Syaoran]? Will the ending of a romance fairytale be altered forever? How much is one really willing to risk for the love of their life? [ S/S ][ E/T ] Please R&R
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the CCS characters so please don't sue me. However, the story and poetry are all original- belonging to me and me only. =]
Author's Note: Sakura is not a clow mistress and none of the characters are aware of the cards. The storyline is slightly altered so that it is mainly based on Sakura and Syaoran.
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I can feel your every breath,
Hear your sweet delicate voice
Gaze into your eyes
Like stars in a night sky,
Sense your vulnerability
But yet you remain out of the range of my grasp.
Every time I reach for your embrace,
Your presence dissolves into my reverie.
Yet, I know you are more than a silly fantasy,
Faithfully waiting, anticipating the day I finally cease my quest.
---------------------------------
Chapter V--[ Temporary Redemption ]
[ T o m o y o ]
The radiant shafts of the morning sun shined through the sheer material of the wedding dress as I held it up for dusting. It was a most beautiful silk gown, embroidered with crystal beads and intricate designs. Somehow I thought the person who's going to be presenting it does not deserve even half of its value. Shame overwhelmed me as the green monster made its second appearance.
{ "Well, if it is every girl's dream, why don't you marry him!?" }
Sakura's cold words stung my heart the same way ice burns against bare skin. But yet, I wish I could live that "every girl's dream"; be crowned with the title of Mrs. Eriol Hiiragizawa. Day and night, he reappeared in my deepest reveries. I envisioned him, holding me tight in his arms, smothering me with gentle kisses and never wishing to let go. Of course those daydreams could not last forever; soon enough, harsh reality hit me. The woman buried within Eriol's heart was Sakura, not me. He fantasized about her every night as I about him.
"Tomoyo? Is the dress almost ready?" My mother's mellow voice awoke me from my contemplation.
"S-sure", I answered, a bit startled, "I just need to smooth out a few more wrinkles."
She gazed at me with mystifying gray eyes-quite similar to my own. It was one of those motherly looks- the same one that provided me with comfort for seventeen years. Even when times were rough. More than a decade ago, our native homeland of Kyoko was raided by a neighboring country and torn apart from limb to limb. I barely recall that tragedy, being only two years old at the point, but the anguished screams of men, women and children, in desperate attempt to flee the war-stricken land haunt my dreams till this day. I lost my father that night. He vanished within the mist of chaos, trying as hard as he could to save his beloved kingdom. And I use to believe that he was still alive, secretly hiding out in a hamlet somewhere. However, as years passed without a hint of him, my hopes eventually diminished.
"Tomoyo, dear, what is the matter?" Mother inquired with concern.
I hesitated before shaking my head. "Nothing."
She steadily shifted closer to me and meticulously tucked a strand of my raven lock beneath one ear.
"Look at me," Mother commanded as she gingerly lifted my head up until our eye levels were even, "Now, tell me honestly, what's wrong? You've been so..distant these days."
I swallowed uncomfortably, almost choking a bit on my saliva. "Sakura and I had a fight."
"What happened?"
"Oh mother, it was all my fault. If I hadn't been so overly envious of her and Eriol-sama. I can't help it. I- I'm [ pause ]
I'm in love with him." My face grew flushed with embarrassment at my own bluntness.
Expecting her to become infuriated at my selfishness, I prepared to wince. Instead, she only smiled.
"Tomoyo, have you talked to Sakura about this?"
I sighed heavily and shook my head again.
"Well, talk to her. It'll sure get some of that strain off your mind."
"Ok. I will. Thanks, mom. For everything." I beamed brightly at her as a token of my gratitude.
[ S y a o r a n ]
I stood nervously underneath her balcony with the faint light of the morning sun as a guide, clutching a soft brown bear in my hands. This was it- this was my chance- perhaps the only chance I would have. After all the tedious work I put into this plan, locating the exact position of her room and scheduling the perfect timing. ( I figured early morning would be best since no one would be awake yet ) But yet, I was on the verge of blowing the one shot to profess my undying love for Sakura. Sometimes I can't even apprehend my own actions, let alone my thoughts. I couldn't believe I was doing all this just for a princess I barely talked to. If I didn't know better, I'd say that I'm becoming more reckless than the legendary romantic, Romeo Montague, and his impudence led him directly into death's lair.
But no, I couldn't allow myself to recoil like a coward. Amassing all the courage from within, I managed to scoop up several pebbles and target them at Sakura's glass window, producing click-clack noises to arouse her from her deep slumber. Nerves continued to circulate my body as I anxiously anticipated her arrival, but soon enough, they melted away at the sight of her smile. She appeared radiant, even with tousled hair and a plain nightgown.
"What are you doing here?" Sakura whispered, crouching down to take a better look at me.
"To see you." I said romantically, grinning like a love-sick fool.
"How did you get in?"
"Easy, I've been creating secret passages through this palace since I was ten." I smirked.
She chuckled lightly. "Please, tell me your name."
"It's Syaoran."
"Syaoran..Syaoran.. It means little wolf in Chinese, right?"
"You're familiar with the language?" I inquired, pleasantly surprised.
"Just a little. They force me to study many languages here."
I smiled. "Here, I brought you something." Since the balcony was well above my height, I had no choice except to gently toss the small bear to her.
She immediately gasped at my gift. "It's adorable. Thank you."
I blushed slightly at her approval. "It's no problem. Just to show how much I've been thinking about you ever since that day our eyes met."
Sakura wavered before answering, "I can't get my mind off you either."
I became overjoyed at her reply. "Then come away with me."
"Away?! Where to?"
"I don't know. Far away. I want to start a new life with you." I gazed at her with hopeful eyes, but her response was not the one I dreamt of.
"Syaoran, I can't. What about our families? And..I'm suppose to get married to two days." Her voice dimmed.
"Married?! To whom?"
"Hiiragizawa, Eriol- Sama."
"You can't marry him!" I protested, raising my voice with anger.
"Why not?" She asked, almost offended.
I took a deep breath and lowered my tone. "Because I'm in love with you."
Sakura became speechless; her emerald eyes reflected ones of a lost angel, burdened with a torn heart.
"I'm sorry, Syaoran. I have to go now."
My heart plummeted at her implied rejection, but I knew that deep inside, we belonged together- like two doves dominating the heavens, side by side - like two branches of the same cherry blossom tree. I could sense the potent energy vibrating through her luminous eyes.
I instantaneously sprang up as she began to retreat back into her room.
"No, Sakura please! If you care for me, which I know you do, come- come meet me tonight at the golden fountain in Tomoeda Square!"
Without answering, she glanced at me one last time and faded into the darkness.
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TBC
A/N: Pheew.. I know this one took me a while and I'm so sorry! I love you guys- my reviewers. Please continue to show your support! And btw, does anyone have ideas for the future of this story? I'm kind of running out of them. Thanks again!