Disclaimer: Eh, I am witless today. CCS does not belong to me.
-All of UrbanCinderella's characters hang their head in shame-
Author's Note(s): Oooh I'm so happy about the four reviews I got, lol. Can you tell it's fairly easy to make me happy? But yea, hehe, I'm still happy. Umm. I'm going to Maryland tomorrow night. I'm pretty sure I'll have a computer up there though so you guys should still be getting the updates. ^_^ Well. That about covers it I believe. On to the story.
Oh, and I included the last scene just in case you guys forgot.
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She could find no sleep that night, however. She tossed and turned until the early hours of the day. Tempted to call upon Sleep, she sat up. She walked over to her basin, splashing her face with some water. Suddenly she felt someone's presence behind her. She turned quickly.
The first thing her eyes caught was deep amber. It was topped by carefree chocolate hair. The most abundant color was green. His tunic was a deep emerald green, nearly matching the emerald of her own eyes. His aura was colored the same deep emerald, and it pulsed throughout the room, nearly stifling her own light pink one. He had a muscular frame. The way he held himself enticed Sakura. She recognized the grace of a warrior.
He spoke slowly. A smirk tinted his voice.
"So we finally meet."
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Sakura eyed the man wearily. He spoke as though he recognized her yet she had no memory of meeting him. She examined him once more before speaking.
"Who are you?"
He laughed, making Sakura wince at the sound. She tapped her foot impatiently. Though his laughter, he managed to speak.
"You do not know who I am, then?"
Her eyes narrowed. "No, I just like asking to hear your beautiful laugh," she answered sarcastically.
He raised an eyebrow, moving closer to her. She kept her feet glued to the floor, eyes intent upon the intruder. He stopped only inches from her. She noticed then that he was a good foot taller than her.
"You aren't scared, eh?" His grin was slightly lopsided.
She stared at him calmly. "Get out of my room."
He laughed again, not moving. Slowly he quieted his laughter and bent down until his face was only centimeters from his. "Make me."
The words were hardly out of his mouth when her fist moved. The man jumped back quickly, his smile ever-present. Sakura was slightly taken aback at his speed. His magic flowed around him protectively. Sakura let her own aura extend farther than before, forcing his back.
The intruder stood, waiting for her to make her move. She sighed and stepped forward a little. "I really don't want to fight you."
He smirked. "Not many do."
She lunged at him; fists falling rapidly with perfectly executed punches. And every one of them was blocked. She drew back angrily, surprised at his skill. He hardly seemed to be trying. Using her anger as momentum, she lunged forward once again, her fists falling even faster than before. She growled as again they were blocked.
Using her speed, she whirled around with a perfectly aimed kick. He pushed it aside roughly, leaving her open for attacks as she fought to recover her balance. He let the chance slide by. His smile was still intact.
She growled angrily and tried again. Every move she used he blocked patiently. He never tried to strike. She threw a harsh punch, aiming for his jaw. He grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to him.
"Do I get to try now?"
She felt the searing pain before she even saw his fist. She crumpled, gasping for air. He landed a swift kick, sending her flying into the wall. She cursed. He was on her quickly, punching far too quickly for her to block. She could hardly move, much less block. She felt herself slipping into unconsciousness.
She grasped onto some of the power she had, throwing it into the man. He was too surprised to block and fell backwards. She set up a magical shield, protecting herself from all magical attacks while she fought to regain her composure. She looked up from the floor just in time to see him rushing her. Using her agility, she jumped backwards, narrowly avoiding him.
She calmed herself and stood, still breathing hard. This time when he rushed her, she was ready. She balanced carefully on the pads of her feet. When he was about a foot away, she grabbed for his shoulders, swiping his feet out from under him in the same movement. It was a basic trick; one he had not been expecting. He fell to the floor and Sakura jumped on top of him. She punched him in the eye, happy to finally land one.
Before she could punch again, he threw her off of him using sheer strength. She recovered in the air, landing gracefully on her feet.
'I need to end this fight.'
She looked around desperately until her eyes finally rested on her bow. She jumped atop her bed, using his surprise to her advantage. She launched herself over his head, landing right next to her bow. Quickly drawing an arrow, she targeted him. He stopped in his tracks.
Her breathing was coming hard and there were black spots at the end of her vision. She held herself up fully, not allowing him the satisfaction of seeing her hurt.
"What's the matter? Too afraid to finish the fight hand-to-hand?" He was taunting her. She refused to take the bait. She was too weak to take the bait.
'Sakura, are you all right?' Yue's worried thought broke through her concentration. In the split second she was off her guard, the man rushed forward, knocking away her bow and sending her sprawling on the ground. He pinned her down, grinning evilly.
"If you were smart, you would've held on to that."
Gasping to recover what little air she had once possessed, she fingered his eye. "And if you were smart, you would've ducked."
The door flew open and two winged creatures entered the room, along with five armed men. Six bows and one set of sharp looking teeth were set on him. He carefully removed himself from Sakura, standing fully upright.
"I think it's time I should go. I'll see you soon, Sakura." With those words, he disappeared. Yue's arrow pierced the air he had seconds before occupied.
Keroberos raced over to Sakura, worriedly checking her wounds. He moved aside to allow one of the men to pass. He was one of the Champion's own Elite. She smiled up at him as he picked her up gingerly and placed her on her bed.
His eyes were sad as he returned the smile. Without another word, he turned to leave. Soon only the two guardians were left in the room. Yue carefully approached his mistress.
"You should have called for us," he said gently. His heart was not really in lecturing her.
She smiled up at him too. "I'm fine. I've had worse wounds."
The two shared a look. Keroberos finally spoke.
"It's time you got some sleep. We'll let you rest."
They stood to leave, but Sakura called out a quiet question. "Who was he, Yue?"
He glanced up at her, a pained expression taking over his face. "That was Prince Syaoran."
She gasped. "B-but . . . if I can't beat him. . ." she let it hang in the air.
As the door clicked behind them, Sakura let herself drop into the depths of sleep that had only moments before she had had trouble reaching. Now sleep welcomed her with open arms.
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"She lost to him, Yue. Who knows what would have happened if we hadn't come in when we did?" said the lion sadly.
Yue carefully kept his gaze out the window. "She is still learning how to fight. He has been fighting his whole life. She'll get better."
Keroberos growled, a deep rumbling sound. "She better do it fast. She'll be meeting him again soon."
Yue sighed. "She'll just have to train along the way."
The lion looked up quickly. "You can't possibly mean she's going tomorrow?" His tone was incredulous.
Yue shared a look with the sun guardian. "She has to."
He sighed. "Then we'd better look out for her."
****
Syaoran stepped into his living area. He was heading down the connecting hall for his room when he heard a voice behind him. [Eh, I had shower before. Then I realized I set it in a time period without showers. Oops.]
"How did it go, my lord?" asked Einar.
He ignored the man, continuing his journey towards the room. He stepped inside quickly and started for his water pitcher. As he was pouring it into a glass, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He scowled.
'I'm going to have a black eye.'
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Author's Note2: Well. This morning I looked this thing over and saw oh-so- many mistakes. So I had to fix it. The whole bottom scene had to be redone because for some stupid reason, I put that he was going to the shower. When they're in "olden-times". So yea. I apologize. It was late last night. Um. I know this is short, trust me, I'll have a longer one next time.
-All of UrbanCinderella's characters hang their head in shame-
Author's Note(s): Oooh I'm so happy about the four reviews I got, lol. Can you tell it's fairly easy to make me happy? But yea, hehe, I'm still happy. Umm. I'm going to Maryland tomorrow night. I'm pretty sure I'll have a computer up there though so you guys should still be getting the updates. ^_^ Well. That about covers it I believe. On to the story.
Oh, and I included the last scene just in case you guys forgot.
****
She could find no sleep that night, however. She tossed and turned until the early hours of the day. Tempted to call upon Sleep, she sat up. She walked over to her basin, splashing her face with some water. Suddenly she felt someone's presence behind her. She turned quickly.
The first thing her eyes caught was deep amber. It was topped by carefree chocolate hair. The most abundant color was green. His tunic was a deep emerald green, nearly matching the emerald of her own eyes. His aura was colored the same deep emerald, and it pulsed throughout the room, nearly stifling her own light pink one. He had a muscular frame. The way he held himself enticed Sakura. She recognized the grace of a warrior.
He spoke slowly. A smirk tinted his voice.
"So we finally meet."
****
Sakura eyed the man wearily. He spoke as though he recognized her yet she had no memory of meeting him. She examined him once more before speaking.
"Who are you?"
He laughed, making Sakura wince at the sound. She tapped her foot impatiently. Though his laughter, he managed to speak.
"You do not know who I am, then?"
Her eyes narrowed. "No, I just like asking to hear your beautiful laugh," she answered sarcastically.
He raised an eyebrow, moving closer to her. She kept her feet glued to the floor, eyes intent upon the intruder. He stopped only inches from her. She noticed then that he was a good foot taller than her.
"You aren't scared, eh?" His grin was slightly lopsided.
She stared at him calmly. "Get out of my room."
He laughed again, not moving. Slowly he quieted his laughter and bent down until his face was only centimeters from his. "Make me."
The words were hardly out of his mouth when her fist moved. The man jumped back quickly, his smile ever-present. Sakura was slightly taken aback at his speed. His magic flowed around him protectively. Sakura let her own aura extend farther than before, forcing his back.
The intruder stood, waiting for her to make her move. She sighed and stepped forward a little. "I really don't want to fight you."
He smirked. "Not many do."
She lunged at him; fists falling rapidly with perfectly executed punches. And every one of them was blocked. She drew back angrily, surprised at his skill. He hardly seemed to be trying. Using her anger as momentum, she lunged forward once again, her fists falling even faster than before. She growled as again they were blocked.
Using her speed, she whirled around with a perfectly aimed kick. He pushed it aside roughly, leaving her open for attacks as she fought to recover her balance. He let the chance slide by. His smile was still intact.
She growled angrily and tried again. Every move she used he blocked patiently. He never tried to strike. She threw a harsh punch, aiming for his jaw. He grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to him.
"Do I get to try now?"
She felt the searing pain before she even saw his fist. She crumpled, gasping for air. He landed a swift kick, sending her flying into the wall. She cursed. He was on her quickly, punching far too quickly for her to block. She could hardly move, much less block. She felt herself slipping into unconsciousness.
She grasped onto some of the power she had, throwing it into the man. He was too surprised to block and fell backwards. She set up a magical shield, protecting herself from all magical attacks while she fought to regain her composure. She looked up from the floor just in time to see him rushing her. Using her agility, she jumped backwards, narrowly avoiding him.
She calmed herself and stood, still breathing hard. This time when he rushed her, she was ready. She balanced carefully on the pads of her feet. When he was about a foot away, she grabbed for his shoulders, swiping his feet out from under him in the same movement. It was a basic trick; one he had not been expecting. He fell to the floor and Sakura jumped on top of him. She punched him in the eye, happy to finally land one.
Before she could punch again, he threw her off of him using sheer strength. She recovered in the air, landing gracefully on her feet.
'I need to end this fight.'
She looked around desperately until her eyes finally rested on her bow. She jumped atop her bed, using his surprise to her advantage. She launched herself over his head, landing right next to her bow. Quickly drawing an arrow, she targeted him. He stopped in his tracks.
Her breathing was coming hard and there were black spots at the end of her vision. She held herself up fully, not allowing him the satisfaction of seeing her hurt.
"What's the matter? Too afraid to finish the fight hand-to-hand?" He was taunting her. She refused to take the bait. She was too weak to take the bait.
'Sakura, are you all right?' Yue's worried thought broke through her concentration. In the split second she was off her guard, the man rushed forward, knocking away her bow and sending her sprawling on the ground. He pinned her down, grinning evilly.
"If you were smart, you would've held on to that."
Gasping to recover what little air she had once possessed, she fingered his eye. "And if you were smart, you would've ducked."
The door flew open and two winged creatures entered the room, along with five armed men. Six bows and one set of sharp looking teeth were set on him. He carefully removed himself from Sakura, standing fully upright.
"I think it's time I should go. I'll see you soon, Sakura." With those words, he disappeared. Yue's arrow pierced the air he had seconds before occupied.
Keroberos raced over to Sakura, worriedly checking her wounds. He moved aside to allow one of the men to pass. He was one of the Champion's own Elite. She smiled up at him as he picked her up gingerly and placed her on her bed.
His eyes were sad as he returned the smile. Without another word, he turned to leave. Soon only the two guardians were left in the room. Yue carefully approached his mistress.
"You should have called for us," he said gently. His heart was not really in lecturing her.
She smiled up at him too. "I'm fine. I've had worse wounds."
The two shared a look. Keroberos finally spoke.
"It's time you got some sleep. We'll let you rest."
They stood to leave, but Sakura called out a quiet question. "Who was he, Yue?"
He glanced up at her, a pained expression taking over his face. "That was Prince Syaoran."
She gasped. "B-but . . . if I can't beat him. . ." she let it hang in the air.
As the door clicked behind them, Sakura let herself drop into the depths of sleep that had only moments before she had had trouble reaching. Now sleep welcomed her with open arms.
****
"She lost to him, Yue. Who knows what would have happened if we hadn't come in when we did?" said the lion sadly.
Yue carefully kept his gaze out the window. "She is still learning how to fight. He has been fighting his whole life. She'll get better."
Keroberos growled, a deep rumbling sound. "She better do it fast. She'll be meeting him again soon."
Yue sighed. "She'll just have to train along the way."
The lion looked up quickly. "You can't possibly mean she's going tomorrow?" His tone was incredulous.
Yue shared a look with the sun guardian. "She has to."
He sighed. "Then we'd better look out for her."
****
Syaoran stepped into his living area. He was heading down the connecting hall for his room when he heard a voice behind him. [Eh, I had shower before. Then I realized I set it in a time period without showers. Oops.]
"How did it go, my lord?" asked Einar.
He ignored the man, continuing his journey towards the room. He stepped inside quickly and started for his water pitcher. As he was pouring it into a glass, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He scowled.
'I'm going to have a black eye.'
****
Author's Note2: Well. This morning I looked this thing over and saw oh-so- many mistakes. So I had to fix it. The whole bottom scene had to be redone because for some stupid reason, I put that he was going to the shower. When they're in "olden-times". So yea. I apologize. It was late last night. Um. I know this is short, trust me, I'll have a longer one next time.