Summary: In Japan, she was known as the "Hari" assassin; killing with the use of poisonous needles. In China, he was the ruthless king everyone despised. On a mission to murder the king, Sakura instead finds a most worthy opponent and Syaoran finds someone who takes him for him. They both create love and compassion that will save Sakura's life and Syaoran's kingdom.
Rating: R for violence and for later chapters…
Disclaimer: I don't own shit
Prologue
"You have sent for me?" asked a silhouette figure, standing by the door to a dark room.
"Yes… My precious assassin… I have a special assignment for you," said the man, sitting before a fire in a large chair.
"What service may I do for you?" inquired the cloaked figure, entering the room.
"This deed will be required a high price if accomplished and I expect it to be accomplished. For you see, my dear, one wishes to have the King of China dead. You do this, my dear, we shall be rich," he confirmed, reaching out his hand to the hood of the cloak.
"Don't touch me, Kei," warned the hooded figure.
Kei drew his hand back, scowling.
"Even though you are the new master here, you shall never be master to me," she snapped and left the room.
"We'll see, we'll see," he chuckled, smirking to himself.
Close your eyes… Relax… Listen to your surroundings…
He took his stance; his legs spread apart and knees slightly bent. His left hand lightly caressed the leather sheath and his other resting on the hilt of his sword.
Breathe in… Focus… Breathe out…
He felt the shimmer of light dance on his face from the treetops above and the soft breeze brushing his long brown hair into a small ponytail.
Wind… Trees… Cherry blossoms…
A swirl of wind encircled his feet and then a rain of cherry blossom petals fell from the sky. His relaxed features tightened and then he moved. It was as if the soft pink of the petals fell in slow motion and he was wind rushing by. Fast as he was, his movements were graceful and he appeared like he was dancing.
His powerful sword glimmered as he swung, a trail of a dragon embarked on it, blowing fire. The hilt covered with dark green scales of a dragon was grasped by his firm hand and as he moved with his weapon, it sung, a soft whistling as it slashed through the air.
His feet hardly touched the ground as he floated in the air but still being able to rise up dust. He flipped and swung his sword in a difficult but graceful manner, then landing and sliding his sword in its sheath.
None of the cherry blossom petals grazed the ground yet, but the difference was that all the petals had been sliced exactly in half.
The man opened his eyes and frowned. "Hiiragizawa, get out of the damn tree! If I catch you spying on me one more time, I'll be sure to execute you myself!" he growled and walked away.
A blue-haired samurai jumped out of a tree when the man was gone and cursed. "Damn! How did he know I was there when his eyes were closed?" he questioned himself. He shook his head and picked up two halves of a cherry blossom petal. "Amazing…"
LiLAznDevil: This is a new story I thought of during my winter break. I had a little daydream and I felt maybe I should write it out... I know I shouldn't write a new story since I still have to complete the other stories I'm currently working on... But I couldn't resist! Please review and tell me what you think so far so I may continue!