BLEEDING ANGEL
AN: I do not own Card Captor Sakura
Chapter 5
"Hello to you too, mother."
"I did not ask for a greeting Xiao-lang, I asked for an explanation."
"Then what would you like me to explain? Since I know that there are a great number of details in my life you would like explained."
"Indeed. Well then, first start with her."
"Sakura Kinomoto, ma'am." The girl let go of my hand and bowed at my mother.
"Kinomoto? As in the Kinomoto from earth?" I groaned and closed my eyes. Here it comes.
"I suppose."
"Xiao-lang…"
"What mother? What? I was twenty, twenty for crying out loud! Do you really want me to deny her a childhood because I had none of such pleasures?"
"You we're suppose to…"
"Things happen! I did not plan to be stranded on that planet with only her as company! I did not plan on having to fight for our lives! I did not plan on starting to like her and seeing her as a friend and I sure as hell did not plan to…"
"You didn't!" I cringed at the horrified look on my mother's face.
"I did."
"Xiao-lang, how could you? How could you?"
"It's not exactly like I can help it, but now that it has happened I don't intend to change it."
"Millennia of tradition broken."
"You already knew it would be me who will break it."
"I still hoped."
"If she agrees I would like to begin the preparations as soon as possible." My mother's face rested in my hand and she smiled at me.
"You were always stubborn, but then you always made the right choices. If she agrees then you have my blessing. Your sisters would like to see you later."
"You must be tired." I watched the slight wrinkles under her eyes gather as she smiled at me .
"I've been tired the day you left, but now that you are back… I'll ask Wei to prepare a large dinner, your return must be celebrated." She clutched my hand for a brief moment and left the room to retire to her bedroom.
I looked down at the girl who grinned at me. "What?"
"Not what – who. Who is she? I didn't know you loved someone. Tell me! When will the wedding be? Will I be invited? Can I be a bride's maid?"
"Why are you so hyper about this?"
"I've never been to a wedding. And I would like to see you happy."
"A day ago you were cursing me." She shrugged at me. "Did it ever occur to you that you might already know the person?"
"I do?"
"Hmm… And you're not going to be happy when you find out who that person is."
"Why? Don't I like her?"
A weak smile played on my lips as the confused girl searched her memory of anyone she did not like. "No, I suppose you like her a lot, but you're not going to be too happy with me." My hand brushed over her cheek and she surrendered her face to my touch. My thumb brushed over a very faint scar on her forehead. "Do you remember that promise I made to you?"
"Yeah."
I smiled at her and pulled my hand away. She remembers. "One of the servants will see you to your room."
My hair felt softer than it had ever felt in a very long time and the dampness soaking into my pillow made me feel relaxed and at home. Home. Now that was a word I thought I'd never say again, a feeling I'd never feel again. I word and feeling I now come to recognize as what I have longed for, for such a long time. Home is where the heart is? Is that true? Is that really true? Does it really mean that I longed for this place and for my family for so long?
I closed my eyes as the soft cool breeze washed over my slightly damp and exposed chest. The materials of my pants felt strangely soft and wonderful compared to the other pair I had been wearing for the past couple of weeks and the sheets of my bed lay tumbled together on either side of me.
No. Not them, well not entirely them. I missed this feeling. This feeling of… love. I snorted to myself. How ironic! Here I am, price of the planet of murders and I speak of love. Not only do I speak of it, I long for it, I crave it and I carry it with me. I carry it in my mortal heart and wish for it to be returned. I am simply a mortal being in love.
Races cannot mix. It's against the laws of nature. And yet people do it everyday. Everyday a new child is born not knowing what it really is. Is it of its mother or is it of its father? It grows into an adult who in turn fools around with another and yet another child is born not knowing what it truly is.
I am lucky. I was born of a Pretorian mother who wed a Pretorian man, who was the King of Pretoria. Thus, I am the pure blood Pretorian Prince and future ruler of the planet of murders. I snorted again. And irony strikes yet again.
I am to be one of those fools of men and woman to marry someone of a different race and to have my wife bare children of half blood. I will raise a child, if not more, to live the way of a true Pretorianer. I sighed. And I couldn't care less.
I'd do anything to have that woman's body close to mine. To feel her naked flesh press against mine as I please her through it night. I long for her warm breath playing on my shin and her sent of mint and something sweet I have not placed yet tease my senses.
To put it simply, I longed for her.
I needed her to for fill my desires.
I ached for her presence next to me.
AN: I don't want anyone to think I'm a racist of some sort, I am not. I am merely using controversial topics we find in society. I do not have anything against anyone who is of "different" parents or who has a relationship with someone "different" than him or herself. In the end we are all really different from each other, no person is the same as the other no matter if the skin colour is the same or not.
And yes, lust people, another thing I work into this story. The "lovely" human nature that is lust. We all experience it. Heaven knows I have (being nearly 19 and all), but in the end it all depends on how you handle your lust. We will see if Xiao-lang will end up being a good boy and wait for her consent, or a bad boy and take what he wants.
And since we are on the topic of controversy, yes, he fell in love with a girl more than several years his junior. It also happens every day. And once again it depends on how you handle the situation.
Thank you
Tella
Ps. Out of curiosity, how old are you people? 12 – 18, 18- 21 or 21 And male or female? Please let me know, thank you.