BLEEDING ANGEL

AN: I do not own Card Captor Sakura

Chapter 7

I clutched the stick in my hand and I snapped in two. Angry I tossed it aside and fell down on the soft grass. The moons cast their colours of silver, purple and blue over the rippling water bring it to a dead life. I tossed a rock into the liquid and it complained slightly at my action. A roar of cheers ran through the distant palace behind me, I groaned and fell back onto the grass. I closed my eyes and treasured the darkness playing before me.

I felt a body come to rest next to me and I took in the sent of mint and that something sweet. "What is that sent you carry on you? Mint and…"

"Vanilla. You left before I could ask for a dance."

"It's the man's job to ask for such things."

"Yeah well, if it depended on you I wouldn't get what I want, now would I?" I opened my eyes and stared at the girl beside me. The light colours stoked her soft skin and her eyes shone brightly as they stared out over the water. Her soft hair framed her beautiful face perfectly. The breeze suddenly took grip on her locks and danced with them as it did with mine. I felt my hand take hers and she laced her fingers with mine. Silent she watched the leaves dance with the breeze over the soft water. Her breast rose and fell with each peaceful breath as it did that night in the cave and several years earlier when I held her for the first time.

She was beautiful then. A young girl filled with the urge to live life to the utmost fullest and to gain as many happy experiences as she could. A pity I only gave her heart ache and pain. She was so damn scarred of the dark. So damn afraid of those… things. I simply could not leave her. Even if my intention was to kill her.

Honour is the main drive behind Pretorianers. And my honour was at stake. I was not going to allow some foul beast to do the job for me. Nor was I going to leave her body on that forsaken planet to be scavenged on like she was some low animal. I made up my mind to first save her and then, ironically, to kill her. But her death never came. I could not bring myself to the deed.

She had some how managed to crawl her way into my heart and there she stayed. She never left me. Not once did she stray from her little place, but instead began to take over. Her hold on me grew and that saved me.

I clutched her hand slightly tighter in my own and she smiled out on to the river. My finger brushed over her thumb ring. She never took it off. Why I did not know, but I was going to give her another ring some day. One she too will never remove form her finger.

"My father and brother gave it to me." I was slightly surprised; it was the first time she ever spoke about her family. I knew perfectly well who her father and brother were, they were the reason I went after the girl, but still… "Papa will like you very much. He always believed in 'reserved young men'." She deepened her voice when she quoted the man. "But I'm afraid my brother will find something wrong and then try to either beat you and/or make your life a living misery. He has, what Yukito called, a sister complex." She laughed slightly. "Not that just, he has a boyfriend complex as well, if you ask me. He was very protective of both of us."

"You miss them."

"Yes, but I know that they are safe." She took her free hand and placed it over her heart. "I can still feel them." I slowly got up and pulled her up with me. "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to grant your wish and/or desire. You requested a dance."

"But there is no music."

"You are wrong my lady. Listen to the river and wind playing their song to us." She laughed at me.

"Well, I cannot disappoint the prince."

"No you simply can't." I pulled her close to me and she rested her arms around my neck as my hands slipped down to her waist. She pressed her body to mine as we began to dance to the soft tune of the wind and water. I smiled when she placed her head against my shoulder. The wind danced with the leaves on the water next to us and carried her sent through the cool night. Vanilla and mint. What a unique and teasingly pleasurable combination.

I closed my eyes and allowed my mind to drift to only the girl I was holding and a song she sang to me as a little girl. How true those simple words seemed tonight.

Was it the face, was it the moves

Was it the way that she just knew me

Was it the meaning behind every smile

Try to walk but can't leave

Her eyes they pierce right through me

But I don't care as long as I'm here

AN: THIS IS THE EDITED VERSION OF CHAPTER 7! – Due to the new 'no song lyrics rule' they brought in I edited the chapter and only kept a small portion of the song that is relevant and in a way crucial to my story. I don't want to offend the people. If you would like to read the version containing the entire song, please send me your e-mail and I will see if I can mail it to you. Thank you!

The song I used it called As Long As I Am Here by Prime Circle. They are one of my favourite South African bands and definitely a must hear. If you hear this song you will understand why. The music is soft and calming and the lead vocalist has this pleasantly deep voice, and he sings this song slowly.

Okay, there hasn't been much Afrikaans the past few chapters. Jammer Lizaan! (Sorry Lizaan!) But I promise that there will be in future chapters. The Bleeding Angel will also make her debuted again.

If I fall silent from the 24th October on wards, I apologise. My fist exam is on the 25th (a crappy date considering I have to study on my birthday then!) and I only finish on the 15th November. That's if I don't have to sub anything. Hopefully not. So please be patient.

Thank you!

Tella