Author's Note: I love the reader feedback! I love you guys! tear You're all so wonderful! tear tear Ahem, anyway, thanks for reading and reviewing the last chapter and I hope you like this one! But, before that, here are a few reader replies to fanficpixie, lunalovegood129, fleur137, missk, and tracy-kin. If you are none of those people, feel free to just skip over the following long paragraph.

Fanficpixie and missk, trust me, Tomoyo would have loved to give that order, but it's the only one that Sakura can't listen to. Otherwise, what would be the point of the spell? They've tried that already, believe me. You'll learn that in this chapter. And I have read Define Normal. Great book. I love Jaz! lunalovegood129, I always swear. Just not around my parents. Shhhh! fleur137, my book called The Whole You (A Guide To Life): Creativity by Jeannie Kim. It said, and I quote 'Teach yourself how to say a random sentence in a new language.... Be sure to pick one not offered at your school (Hungarian, Swahili, Danish) and then mystify all around you when you toss off yuketsu o shinaide kudasai ("I don't want a blood transfusion" in Japanese). tracy-kin, Sakura does get her revenge in this chapter. And her parents (Or just her Dad since her mother died) are determined to marry them and join China and Japan. Of course they're not going to believe all of the bad things Sakura says about Syaoran. They'll chalk it up to pre-wedding jitters. rolls eyes

And, nobody probably cares, but I've been accepted into the SetoxJoey fan listing! Weeee!

And to make up for this super long author's note (That probably no one read --) I'll make this chapter long, too. On with the story!

Syaoran

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Princess Sakura is, I believe, trying to murder me. And I can't imagine why.

Okay, maybe I have some sort of clue. I mean, ordering her to bang her head against the wall hard enough to get a concussion WAS a bit harsh, even for me the rumored 'Ice Prince', complete with air quotations. But, really, the giant bruise on my leg from her stupid teeth just reassured me that she deserved it.

So did the fact that all the way into town she kept trying to shove me out of the carriage inconspicuously. I didn't even bother ordering her not to do it. I'd followed her and Tomoyo and I knew she wouldn't listen.

Besides, we'd left the castle before I could tell Meiling to order her to listen to me. I couldn't ask anybody else; I didn't want them to get suspicious and find out about Sakura's secret. I was the only one allowed to blackmail her.

Only me. Hm, mother always did say I had control problems. Maybe she was right.

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"Found any flaws in our countryside yet, Oh Royal Spoiled Brat?" Sakura commented snidely, glancing at me. I eyed her carefully. She may have been dressed like an angel – Shimmering white kimono with fake angel wings in the back and a golden sheen to her hair that closely resembled a light halo – But I did have to keep my guard up. I'd let it down while I stared at the swans in the pool and I'd nearly joined them.

I only managed to drag myself back into the carriage in time.

"No, Young Princess Brat, but I have found some major flaws in your attitude so shut it already." She smirked, something that looked out of place on her angelic place. Okay, not only was that corny (Angelic face?), untrue (Sakura? Angelic? Ha!), and stupid (I mean, really, face and place rhyme), but it very unlike me. We'll just pretend I never said it. Okay, self-delusion begins… Now.

"Make me." She taunted, knowing I could and knowing that I knew that she knew that I couldn't and that I knew that she knew that I knew that she knew that I couldn't and… Oh, my brain hurts.

I sighed irritated and called to the carriage driver, "How long till I can get out of this thing?"

"About a half-an-hour, your lordship." I sighed again, staring out the window.

"Do I really present such bad company?" Sakura asked after a while of silence – Silence I was enjoying, thank you very much. I glowered at her.

"Yes."

"No, I don't. I'm very agreeable."

"Ha, yeah right."

"No, really. I usually am anyway. You're the one giving me a reason not to be." I glowered her again. As if I was in the mood to be civil to a spoiled brat princess with a curse complex and an attitude problem. I scowled and looked out the window again. "Are you always this broody?"

"Yes."

Pause. "Is it true that your country refers to you as the quote 'Ice Prince' unquote?" What was with the freaking questions?

"Yes, Princess." I ground out.

"Why?"

"Because I am a frozen block of ice taking on a human form because I want to seduce and rape you, then take over your kingdom, move it to Alaska, and rejoice with my ice brethren." She blinked.

"Oh. Okay." Rolling my eyes as she slid to the other end of the seat, I looked out the window again. We were passing some beautiful green mountains that were in the distance, on the other side of a huge, crystal lake. I wondered if her village had any special names for her. No doubt they were all good. She was so prissy it made me sick.

"Prince Syaoran?" Sakura said, again breaking the blissfully period without her incessant talking that I had been enjoying.

"What?"

"Why do you hate me so much?" I stared out the window again. What an idiot.

"Because it's easier. Now, could you do me a favor and not talk for the rest of the ride?" Of course, she didn't listen.

"Why is it easier?"

"Because it is. Now, please, SHUT UP!" She 'eep'ed and fell silent. Thank the Lord! Smirking in satisfaction, I continued admiring her kingdom until we started rolling past houses. There were people ushering out of the houses and waving at the carriage as if they were used to it.

There were children playing in the yards, jumping in mud puddles… It reminded me of when I was littler and snuck out to play in the mud instead of training to be future ruler of the Li Clan. Even I had had something of a childhood. I suppose I would have gone crazy without it.

The carriage came to a stop in the village square and I stepped out, dutifully helping Princess Sakura out, then watching as she tripped. It wasn't my fault she wasn't watching my foot. She glared at me, but I merely looked innocent and helped her up, watching her dust off her kimono while the commoners ran up.

"Princess Sakura! Welcome!'

"Would you like some more flowers, princess?"

"A new dress?"

"Princess, please, accept this gift!"

I rolled my eyes and held back, observing silently, not the least bit surprised when some girls swooned and said, "Oh, he's dreamy. The silent type, you know? Who is he?"

"I heard that that's Princess Sakura's fiancée." I looked over at the three girls. One had chestnut hair in two braided pigtails at the side of her head and brown eyes. One had straight, chin-length brown hair, glasses, and she also had brown eyes. The last girl had curly brown hair that curled around her chin and brown eyes. They looked vaguely familiar. Very vaguely.

"That's Rika, Naoko, and Chiharu, my friends from the village." Sakura whispered to me.

"You have friends?" I asked, not even the least bit interested in the Princess's personal life, but asking anyway because I was already getting bored. She glared at me. "What? It's a plausible question."

She huffed and turned away from me, running up to the three girls and they started giggling and chatting like idiots. One of the four I already knew to be an idiot. Maybe it was contagious.

A boy slid up beside me. He had spiky pale brownish hair and a mischievous grin on his face. "Hello there. You're Princess Sakura's fiancée?"

"Unfortunately." I muttered. The boy laughed.

"Unfortunately indeed. Sakura's family goes back a long way, you know. In ancient times, they used to lure princes here with their beauty and charm and then eat them—"

"Don't believe him!" The pig-tailed girl said, grabbing the boy's ear. "Yamazaki is a liar!"

"Hahahahaha!" the boy laughed as he was dragged away.

"And, besides, it's black widow spiders that eat their husbands, Yamazaki." Glasses girl told him. The boy just kept laughing. Funny, I had no problem believing that Sakura wanted to eat me.

Non-perversely of course.

"Are you ready to go yet, Princess?" I asked, yawning. This was so boring! I could have more fun moping around in my own castle in my own country instead of here with a princess who grated my nerves and her giggly friends. I could even be back at the castle bugging Hiiragazawa or that Touya guy that seems to hate me so much or maybe even running away from that Yukito kid. He gives me this weird kind of tingly feeling that totally says RUN!

"You're so impatient. I'm talking to my friends. Go entertain yourself somewhere. Hopefully, you'll get lost and we'll never hear from you again." Touché. I turned away from her and her airheads and started walking down the streets, wondering where the heck I was going. I wasn't familiar with Sakura's kingdom. I could easily get lost.

Hey, at least I'd be doing the princess a favor and myself one seeing as I'd never see her again. This has its benefits.

Brief Normal POV Essential for the Story So No Complaints

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"Are you sure this is going to work?" Tomoyo asked tentatively, watching as Eriol began working some sort of magic. They were in an empty chamber where Eriol had taken up residence and, through some effort (Aka huge puppy dog eyes, flirting, and ahem promises) Tomoyo had gotten Eriol to agree to help her remove Sakura's curse.

"This? This is nothing. This won't remove it. I do, however, have a book back at the Li castle that might tell us something so I'm summoning it here." Eriol explained in that calm voice of his. The magic flared once, twice, before a huge leather bound book dropped heavily onto the floor with a THUMP.

Tomoyo grabbed it, flipping through it and looking at all the spells and incantations contained inside. Half of it made no sense to her since it was in Latin, but the other half, the part about curses and hexes, had been translated into English by someone, Tomoyo suspected, was Eriol.

"There it is!" Tomoyo pointed to the page headed 'Obedience Curse', scanning the section until she came to 'How to Remove the Obedience Curse'. "Oh no."

"What?" Eriol peeked over her shoulder, reading the page. "Heh, I knew it wouldn't be easy."

"How can you be so calm?! She could get hurt."

"She could get hurt already. There are a lot of dangerous things people could make her do without realizing they're making her do it." Eriol pointed out. Tomoyo had to give in; As usual, he was right. "I think," He continued. "That we should send Prince Syaoran with her. For protection."

"How do we even know that this witch is alive? Or that she'll give them the potion in the first place? And how is—"Eriol silenced her with a finger to her lips.

"You worry too much. Witches are immortal for one, good or evil, unless you burn them. And I'm sure Prince Syaoran can think of a way. He is quite sneaky, you know. Now," Eriol took the book from her hands and headed for the doorway. "We have to present this to Fujitaka-san and get his permission to send Li-kun and Sakura-san on this little adventure. I'm sure," There was a twinkle in the boy's eye as he looked at her. "They may come back a little closer than we sent them out."

Tomoyo smiled brightly. "Sounds like a plan. Let's do it."