Gomen nasai, minna-chan, but I won't reply to any more reviews unless necessary. This is because it takes too much space and I don't want you to get your hopes high with a long chapter, just to see it's infested with author's notes x( But to those who reviewed, I just want to say one thing:

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Atry: Remember Rarreu and Kimo? I can't stand to leave them out any longer, so they're coming in this chapter! Wheee!

Viratenn: No, she ain't got any self-restraint - -;

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Disclaimer: I don't own anything other my fanfictions. It's a sad case, but that's how it goes, unfortunately :)

This chapter is dedicated to AZN-BLOSSOM08, my idol, and the reviewers xD

With all that settled, on with the story!

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:: LeGaCy DrAgOnS ::

Chapter 9: Who's He?!

By Atruyai

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TOOOOOOOT-TOOOO-TRUUU-TOOOT!

-Syaoran's Bedroom-

Syaoran groaned and cursed in his native language, kicking away his bed covers. The trumpet blare had been the wake-up call, alright. It always had been. Those bloody trumpeters. If only he could find a way to clog up their spit valves…

Sighing, the prince got out of his bed and froze, feeling his legs wobble weakly under him. An equation formed in his head. A somewhat unpleasant equation.

Muscle cramps: yesterday's meadow chase.

Yesterday: last day of relaxation.

This equals to: today is the day he and Sakura go on their much-dreaded journey.

He fainted.

-Sakura's Bedroom-

The princess sweatdropped at the loud 'thump' next door. She brushed her long hair through for the last time, and stood up. Her Star Pendant hung from her neck, swinging to every turn of her hips. Kero sat on her shoulder loyally, but he was crying.

"My muffin stash… why can't we bring it with us?!" He whined, blowing his nose into a tissue. He was warned by Tomoyo, if he EVER dirtied the - dare he quote - 'cute' white guard-like uniform he was wearing, he'll never see a smidgen of sugar again.

Sakura shook her head. "I don't think either Irie or Zeko could bring 327869 buttered muffins on their backs, Kero-chan." She rolled her eyes as Kero wailed again. Sighing, she placed her hairbrush back onto her vanity, tied up her hair in a messy ponytail, and left for the royal dining hall for her breakfast.

-The Main Corridors, leading to the Royal Dining Hall-

Sakura opened the double doors and was greeted by a cloud of dust. She coughed violently, and waved her hands in front of her face, clearing wisps of dust within her breathing range. Kero had his tissue to filtrate his air, so he was okay.

Sakura continued to wave her hands around, and unexpectedly slapped someone in all her confusion. "Watch it!" The man hissed, rubbing his red cheek. Sakura blew the mist of dust blocking her vision away and gasped. "Li-kun!" She breathed, gushing over Syaoran like a mother to her child. Kero gagged and flew off into the dust… errm… storm.

Syaoran fidgeted, blushing involuntarily as Sakura kissed his pains away- I mean, kissed his cheek. "Is that better? I'm sorry! I can't see in this-" Before she could finish, Syaoran sliced off her oxygen supply… again.

With her lips frowning cutely like that, and her beautiful voice attacking his senses, how could he resist? After all, no-one could possibly find them in this dusty place, anyway… right?

Wrong.

"Open the windows! …Nadeshiko, honey, remind me never to leave a hall as big as this unused for fourteen years… at least I should clean it every now and then!" Fujitaka huffed crossly.

Sakura and Syaoran jumped away from each other, dotty-eyed. They shrunk into tiny chibi forms and crawled away from each other. Syaoran ran to his room to change, his clothes being dusty and all, while Tomoyo caught Sakura by her tunic. "Young lady! How dare you go around the palace in such filthy, boyish peasant clothes!" She shouted in pure horror, looking at Sakura heatedly as the chibi emerald-eyed princess dangled from her hand. Sakura laughed nervously.

"Tomoyo-chan… I need something that I can move around easily in… for the journey, you see?" Sakura explained, tugging on her tunic. At that, Tomoyo's eyes saddened for a minute before a wave of realization took over. "I know! I'll make you wear… the DRESS!" A bolt of misplaced thunder crackled as the evil amethyst-eyed 'devil' cackled with utmost evilness.

"The dress?" Sakura asked, puzzled. A few servants piled into the room, cleaning various places in a flash before tumbling out again. Tomoyo didn't reply, instead she just pulled Sakura back to her room.

Fujitaka and Nadeshiko waved to them, totally oblivious to Sakura's SOS cries. Nadeshiko even said: "Have fun!" She added that she would call them down once the breakfast meal is finished. Sakura cried hopelessly.

"Goodbye world!" She shouted as the doors to her bedroom closed behind her.

-A few minutes later…-

"Tomoyo-chaaaaan…" Sakura whined, throwing a tantrum. She was thumping her fist about, trying to get a frenzied Tomoyo away from her hair. "Shush, Sakura-chan! I'm working!" Sakura scoffed. "Yeah, working on my death! …Aww, come on! The hair's fine! You don't need to be so immaculate!"

Tomoyo was using a small needle to separate equal halves of hair for Sakura's pigtails. She protested against this. "I don't like braids! I want them to be straight as they were before! SO STOP MESSING WITH MY HAIR!" Sakura shouted, dangerously agitated. Tomoyo shook her head and sighed.

"Okay, okay, no braids. But I want them curled!" So she took some hair curlers from a drawers at stuck them into clumps of Sakura's hair. The emerald-eyed princess groaned. "Alright, curled! But after this, breakfast!" She conditioned. Tomoyo nodded excitedly. She tightened the curlers and after a minute, Sakura's hair was curled like pigtails. "There! Now, the dress!"

The Daidouji princess ran out of the room and returned, all in a stretch of ten seconds, bringing a green dress. Sakura looked at it in awe. "Oh my! It's so exquisite!" She commented, feeling the soft fabric of the dress. "But Tomoyo-chan… I'm not going to attend any balls or anything…" Tomoyo laughed. "There's no need to be modest, my dear Sakura-chan!" And in another flash, Sakura was done up, all covered with green silk. And she was given green high-heels, that had a diamond-shaped emerald as a clip. A small pink bow was sewed to the side, with a tiny cherry blossom flower as its centre point.

The dress was awe-inspiring. It had a laced neckline, not at all uncomfortable, but warm and fuzzy. A sort of green-stringed fishnet hung from its shoulders, sprawled over the chest area. The lime green sleeves ran down to two and a half inches past the elbow, with a small slit to allow room for movement. The top stopped just below Sakura's midriff, its hem lined with emeralds of all shapes. The trailing gown covered her feet, a sort of lighter turquoise-y colour from the body of the dress, again dotted with small sparkling shards of emeralds.

It was a magnificent piece. "It wouldn't be justified through words! Oh, thank you, Tomoyo-chan!" Sakura hugged her best friend and beamed. "Now, if you could just leave me alone, so that I can admire this dress in awe…" Tomoyo was too happy to refuse. "Take your time! Do you want me to bring up your breakfast?" She offered, picking up Sakura's previous change of clothes. Sakura shook her head. "I'll be down in a minute. You can eat first, Tomoyo-chan!" Now it was Tomoyo's turn to shake her head.

"I've already eaten an hour ago; I can't stand to leave this dress unfinished for long! I'll go and prepare the horses. Good bye!" And she left. Sakura blinked. Although she had been friends with Tomoyo all her life, she can't believe sometimes the Daidouji princess would even prepare the horses for her. Tomoyo always said: "Whatever I do, I do for my super-kawaii Sakura-chan!" Which was true. Sakura sighed.

A knock was heard on the door. It opened, revealing… Eriol.

"Ohayou, Sakura-chan." He said, looking Sakura up and down. "That's a nice dress. Did Tomoyo-chan made it for you?" Sakura nodded. "I thought so." Eriol laughed. "This is it, huh?" He smiled sadly. "I still could not understand why me and Tomoyo are not allowed to follow you two on your quest. Oh well. It's been nice knowing you these past few days." He turned to leave, after saying, "And about Li-kun? Don't worry, he'll realise soon." Sakura blinked in confusion.

-The Castle's Back Door (haha)-

Sakura carefully removed the green dress she was wearing and changed back into the peasant clothes she wore before, grumbling. Stripping off the high-heels, which were a new fashion trend at that time, she replaced them with walking shoes. "Stupid breakfast. Stupid giggly ladies and perverted lords. Stupid kingdom allies. Stupid sister-in-laws. Stupid journey. Stupid everything!" She spat, stomping to the stables, with Kero (who was carrying her shoulder bag) slugging behind her.

-Stables-

Syaoran was brushing Zeko's mane tenderly, whispering words like, "Good boy…" and "That's it… easy does it…" when Sakura came barrelling in. He raised an eyebrow. "What's up?" He asked, standing beside her as she brushed Irie's mane and tail carelessly. "I said 'hi', and what did he reply me with? A perverted comment! Stupid lord! He shouldn't be called a lord at all! Maybe a pig! No, a speck of dust! Yeah!" She mumbled angrily. Irie was neighing softly, begging Sakura to groom her in a gentler manner.

Syaoran reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling it away from Irie's mane and tail, sparing the horse from more torture. Zeko nuzzled Irie affectionately, calming her down. Syaoran shook Sakura out of her angered state. Kero patted Irie's tangled mess of a mane, clicking his tongue. "Sorry, horsie, Sakura-chan's a bit moody today…"

Sakura growled at the chibi Sun Guardian. "Moody? Moody?! That Lord Hatori said my chest area was nicelyadding to my sexual qualities! He's a pervert! An undignified scumbag! He's-"

"He said that your chest is WHAT?!" Syaoran barked, already turning around to show the 'lord' a piece of his fist. His big, tendony, strong-knuckled fist. That packs quite a punch. Yeah. That fist.

Now it was Sakura's turn to hold Syaoran back. "Li-kun, don't! I've told Touya and Akira about it! They're 'taking care' of Hatori right now!" Syaoran snarled and struggled to escape from Sakura's grip. For such a petite creature, she has a good amount of strength.

"That bastard!" Syaoran swore loudly. "I want to join your brothers! I'm gonna teach him not to make comments about my wom- I mean…" He stopped wriggling suddenly, and blushed like Sakura had never seen him blush before. His face was a very interesting shade of red.

"You were saying…?" Sakura eyed him curiously, an eyebrow raised. Kero came over to them, intrigued of what that made Syaoran stop protesting so abruptly. "What is it?! What is it?! Is it a mountain of muffins?!" The guardian questioned frantically, the blush he usually adorns when in a dreamy state adding colour to his golden cheeks. Sakura shook her head and Kero sulked, snuggling inside Sakura's bag to eat the handfuls of muffins he managed to slip in the bag while Sakura was packing.

"I… ummm… he… oh look! There's Fujitaka-sama!" Syaoran said, relieved that Fujitaka was nearby. Sakura immediately looked at the direction he was looking and waved. Fujitaka waved back and called them over, a sad smile on his face.

Sakura and Syaoran looked at each other. "Is it time… for us to go?" The prince whispered. Sakura nodded slowly. "Yes…" They picked up their bags, righted their clothes and climbed onto their horses.

And they approached the huge group by the gate.

-A minute later…-

"You take care now, Sakura dear." Nadeshiko said, hugging her daughter. Fujitaka nodded, sighing. Touya and Akira ruffled their sister's hair playfully. "Be good imouto-chan. If Kanzei-kun hurts you, don't hesitate to come back. We'll give him a kicking before you two can go back, okay?"

Sakura nodded. Touya and Akira each gave her a kiss on both of her cheeks (which made the princess blush prettily), before turning to 'Kanzei-kun'. They had to disguise Syaoran's name with 'Kenroushi Kanzei' and pretend that he's a fighter-type of a prince from a faraway kingdom, as the lords and ladies still didn't know that Syaoran is the Li prince. Fujitaka wanted his identity to be kept a secret. It's bad enough that the royal families of the nearby kingdoms knew of his presence.

"Sakura-chan! Promise me you'll send letters!" Tomoyo wailed, and Sakura said that she will keep close contact with all of them. The lords and ladies approached Sakura one by one; giving her their good luck's and have a safe journey's. Lord Hatori nodded at her from the top of the flag pole, being thrown up there by the dragons.

"My children… hurry there and hurry back, understand?" Xartamus said, giving Sakura and Syaoran a loving embrace. The other dragons, including Xiao, Chibi and Encyllis, followed his actions. Farziilus gave both of them a magic bag of gold coins (that had an infinite amount of coins, how useful) and a packet of gemstones, just in case. Encyllis stepped up and gave Syaoran a medium-sized sword with intricate carvings, more elegant that his own sword's. It was lined tiny, sparkling gems, all in various colours of the rainbow. The blade glinted in the sunlight, and the sheath was of strong leather.

Encyllis smiled indistinctly. "It was my master's. His favourite sword, the one that had helped him survive through every battle he fought. I hope that you will make better use of it, this Arameinda sword." Then he turned and walked away, Pikki trying to catch up with him after hugging Sakura to death.

Firice and Safire came up as well. Firice had this strange glow covering him. Maybe it was to prevent his ice wings to melt… he gave Syaoran an ice shard. "This is a magical item. It's to provide coldness when you most need it. And you will need coldness in this quest, especially if you would face a dreadful place as such a volcano. Oh, I must dash. This freeze shield won't hold on for long… have a safe journey, chosen ones." And he twirled his way back to his cave.

Safire gifted Syaoran with a fire tear. "This will provide warmth. Very useful. Good luck in finding the dragons…" He said simply, staring as Sakura and Syaoran rode into the towns and out the kingdom walls: into the small village of Fireatta.

-Fireatta Village-

"Onii-chan!" A young girl jumped on a sack of wheat and waved to an approaching figure of a rider at the gates. The man waved back happily, halting short in front of her. "Ah, imouto-chan!" Rarreu hugged the small girl and rubbed his cheek against hers. "Did you come all this way to meet me?"

The girl blushed cutely. "Ano... hai!" She admitted, scratching her head. Rarreu chuckled. "Ne, Reiya-chan kawaii desu!" He acclaimed, cradling the girl in his arms. Blanche neighed while Foxip flopped on the little girl's golden-coloured clump of long hair. Reiya paused, grabbed Foxip by his neck (like Rarreu did a couple of nights ago) and squeezed him to death.

"Foxxy! Foxxy, Foxxy, Foxxy! She shouted, attracting the attention of clusters of people. Foxip panicked and climbed into Rarreu's bag. He never liked crowds. Not really.

"Sumimasen… sumimasen…" Rarreu said, pushing through groups of people as he guided Blanche away with Reiya in his arms. They continued walking in silence until they arrived in front of a small cottage, away from the hustle and bustle of the town.

"Okaa-chan…! Tadaima!" Rarreu announced. He ventured into the kitchen, seeing his mother moving about quickly with plates and pans in her hands. Reiya and Rarreu rushed to help her, although Reiya's only five years old. Yume Satoshi, the mother, tackled Rarreu to the ground, anime tears pouring from her eyes.

"Rarreu! Okaeri nasai! Where've you been?! I tried to ask your uncle, but he's to damn drunk to utter anything comprehensible… I asked our neighbour, but all she can say was 'What?! I don't wanna buy any turnips!' and when I asked Reiya, she would go all teary-eyed and cry because Foxip wasn't here! WHERE WERE YOU?!" She complained as the crepe spread out in a pan began to burn slightly.

Rarreu sweatdropped. "Umm… okaa-chan… I think the food's burnt…" Him and Reiya watched with dotty eyes as their mother cried over the burnt crepe. "Kuso! It was a perfect circle too! Waaaaah!" She thumped her fist on the kitchen table, frustrated.

"Daijoubu, okaa-chan! I'm going somewhere else today… I'll be back soon, I promise! Etou… do you have anything edible for me to swallow?" Rarreu asked as he looked around the kitchen with a 'oh-my' expression. The kitchen was full of burnt food. His mom was never a good cook. Reiya was the one who did the best dishes, and that what makes her very special. No-one knows where she gets the talent from. Ever since she could walk, she had been cooking.

Reiya was making Onigiri, humming to herself. "Okaa-chan… onii-chan… I'll put out these in a minute. Why don't you sit down at the table, and I'll bring out some tea as well, okay!" Rarreu sighed and went away without any hassle, and Yume had no choice but to obey: she was too tired and frustrated to argue.

A few minutes later, steaming riceballs was placed in the middle of the table, the number rapidly decreasing as Rarreu, Yume and Reiya ate them one by one. The minute Rarreu gulped down his last riceball, the old town bell dinged.

"Eh? They don't usually ring that old bell unless it's something important…" Yume breathed, standing out and looking out of the window to catch a glimpse of what all the commotion is about. But unfortunately, their cottage was pretty far away from the town square, so she couldn't see very clearly.

Suddenly, a small messenger boy came running to their doorstep, panting for breath as his baby dragon spouted fire behind him. "Mr. Pyrotechnician sir! The Town Elder wants you! Hurry, the princess is here!" He gasped quickly. Rarreu's eyes widened with amusement (no, not by surprise, just amusement, hint, hint),so he followed the boy and his dragon to the town centre straight away.

-Fireatta Town Square-

Sakura played with a few toddlers of the townspeople, laughing and giggling as some of them tripped over their little dresses and small hand-made cloaks. 'Kanzei' was surrounded by town warriors, half-listening to their boring tales of adventure. He suspected that all of them are made up, created to impress him, the supposed 'mighty fighter of the northern lands'.

A teenager around his age who was taking to the Village Elder caught his attention. His eyes were as green as Sakura's, but they had a hint of mysteriousness in them. His long blond bangs covered his left eye, but not entirely, allowing him to steal glances at other people without them knowing. He was wearing simple clothing, a black tunic and light brown trousers.

The Village Elder beckoned Syaoran and Sakura to him, introducing them to Rarreu.

"Princess, Kanzei-san, this is our favourite villager, Rarreu Satoshi, an excellent pyrotechnician. Rarreu, this is the Princess, and Kenroushi Kanzei, a prince from a faraway kingdom." Rarreu shook Syaoran's hand and kissed Sakura's lightly. "A pleasure, princess, Prince 'Kanzei'." He said the fake name with a tone that shouts, 'Yeah, right!'

Syaoran stared at him suspiciously before the Elder said, "Well, I'll leave you three to get acquainted. Maybe, after that, Princess, we could stock you up on some supplies for your journey." And he left, waddling away slowly. Rarreu signalled for Syaoran and Sakura to follow him into a wide alleyway.

Once out of the earshot of any villager, Rarreu burst into hysterics. "K-Kanzei? Good one!" He said, holding the wall for support because he was laughing so hard. Sakura and Syaoran looked at each other as if saying, 'Do you know him?'

Finally, after five more minutes of hooting and chuckling, Rarreu wheezed to a halt. "Prince Syaoran Li, you are one humorous person."

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Atry: Tired… tired… tired… must… HAVE MORE SUGARRRRR!!!!!!!!!!! -turns into a hyperactive rabbit and bites random people-

Okay. That's it for Chapter 9! Chapter 10 will be started when I have the time… I have this HUGE, ENORMOUS, GIGANTIC maths test coming in December, SO STUDY, STUDY, STUDY!

Sorry for the caps -.-;

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