Chapter 5,

Card Captor Sakura,

By Angel Stardust

Note: Hope that you're enjoying the story so far! Okay, so I'm not the best author, but I can't help but be happy! This is my story with the most reviews, and Shiku said that this is the best out of all my stories (though I personally like Sakura's Secret)! This chappy will be slightly more humorous than the others (saying that this chappy will be funny, unlike the others)! Thanks again! (also, this chapter will be a little short…)

Toya

Syaoran howled and jumped out of bed as his monkey started his usual morning routine of acting as an alarm clock. Syaoran hit his head on the tent pole, and the flimsy structure collapsed, poles and all.

Syaoran swore and crawled out of the mess. His monkey climbed onto his shoulder, still chittering away happily. He swatted it playfully, making it start and scurry over to Eriol's tent. Syaoran snickered at the thought.

"Hey, monkey," he whispered, "wake up Eriol for me, okay?"

The monkey seemed to understand, for it crawled underneath the tent flap. Within seconds it started screeching its wake up call. Syaoran laughed as he heard Eriol swear loudly and kick around in his bed (the whole ten was moving).

Wham! Obviously, Eriol had managed to hit the monkey because it came running out of the tent flap, cheeping indignantly. Syaoran sniggered as Eriol staggered out of his tent in stripes pajamas, his navy hair disheveled and his glasses missing. He was a complete mess.

Syaoran couldn't hold his laughter in any longer. He began to laugh and laugh and laugh. Eriol looked at him dumbly for a while before fully waking up. By then, he was furious at Syaoran.

"Syaoran Xiao-Lang Li (sounds like Shiku)! Why'd you stick that stupid monkey into my tent!"

Syaoran gave no reply. He simply laughed harder, clutching his stomach. Pretty soon, Yamazaki was spurred awake from all the noise, wearing his polka-dot pajamas also came stomping out of his tent.

"What's all the fuss about? C—"

Yamazaki took one look at Eriol in his pajamas and messy hair and Syaoran in his boxers (ahem) and a t-shirt, and he too burst out laughing. All the while the monkey was trying to join in the fun, but was inevitably left out, for it wasn't human.

Eriol stomped his foot angrily and yelled at Yamazaki and Syaoran for thinking it was funny. This was an unfortunate time for Eriol, though, for right at that moment, in the early dawn of a new day, Merchant Daidouji and his daughter were returning from their trip. Tomoyo was looking out the window of her carriage, and what a sight she saw.

From Tomoyo's point of view, she saw the young man she had seen a few days before (the one she had talked about with Sakura) in his pajamas yelling at two other young men, one of whom she recognized as Syaoran.

Tomoyo giggled and pulled the flap over the window again. Men. They were just so funny sometimes. No matter how cute they were.

At the Castle…

Sakura rubbed her eyes. She had had an awfully strange dream, and she was still tired from the day before. After all…it was only dawn…she could still sleep for a few more hours. Nodding her head, Sakura lay back down and snored away.

Unfortunately for Sakura, sleeping in was a MISTAKE! She slept for such a long time, that she missed breakfast…again! Luckily, Yukito had brought her breakfast, and Sakura sat on her bed, munching on the carrots and eggs.

While she was eating, Sakura couldn't help but think about her beloved Syaoran. They had met yesterday, but it seemed like an entire lifetime ago. She wondered if Toya would allow her to go see him.

With that thought in mind, Sakura put down her breakfast tray, pulled on some suitable clothing, grabbed her royal cloak, slipped her slender feet into her shoes, and hastened down the Grand Staircase, towards the throne room.

In the Throne Room…

Toya had recovered after a good, long sleep, but the events of the previous day still frightened him. After all, what could be more frightening than your only living relative disappearing?

Even after Sakura had explained what she had done, Toya remained in a state of shock. He was had even been too shocked to even yell had Sakura for disobeying him! Which wasn't a good sign…was it?

Outside the door of the Throne Room…

Sakura raised her hand to knock, then brought it abruptly down again. So Toya hadn't yelled at her yesterday, but what if he was planning to today? Sakura's heart filled with dread at the thought. She did not what to be yelled at. Who knew how violent King Toya could become. As far as Sakura was concerned, very violent.

Sakura took a deep breath. If Yukito was there, she had a better chance. If he wasn't…well who knew what would happen to her. She raised her fist and knocked anyways. There really was nothing better to do.

The carved, double-doors opened silently as two uniformed guards opened it. Sakura let out the breath she hadn't even known she had been holding, when she spotted Yukito scribbling away on a piece of parchment at a small table at the right of the throne.

Sakura averted her eyes to Toya, and her breath caught again. He was staring into space and looked rather pale. The way Toya looked worried Sakura. She vaguely wondered if he was ill. After all, Toya was never pale. Mostly red with anger.

She couldn't help flinching as Toya's solemn black eyes turned and alighted upon her soft, jade-green ones. Sakura wanted to scream that she was so sorry for worrying him, for hurting him, but she bit back her impulses. She couldn't. It just wasn't the way of the Clow.

Sakura stood patiently at the door, waiting for her brother to call her in. She stood there for an endless amount of time, staring back into Toya's black eyes.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and Toya looked away. He seemed to be muttering something to himself. Suddenly, he lifted his voice and droned lazily: "You may enter, Princess Sakura."

Sakura couldn't help but notice the way he emphasized the word "princess" when he had spoken. Was Toya trying to imply something? Sakura wasn't sure, and she didn't want to know what it was. Most likely, it was one of those menacing thoughts Sakura knew her brother thought.

Slowly, she walked toward the middle of the room and knelt on the soft cushion in front of Toya, as was the custom. Toya seemed to be pretty much ignoring her.

Toya, on the contrary, was carefully analyzing his sister's ginger movement. Obviously, he was worried about her, too. He had spent an entire day worrying, and he knew he had every right to punish her any way he wanted to. And punish he would. But not Sakura.

He had consulted Yukito, and Yukito had consulted the spirits of Clow, and obviously, they both thought that Sakura was destined for Syaoran anyways, so why get in the way? Every reason to get in the way!

Syaoran was a brat, an intruder, and for all Toya knew, a rapist! How else would he draw Sakura away from the castle like that?

Toya didn't have the heart to punish his poor sister (except to ban her, once again, from going to the digging site), so he wouldn't. He was going to punish Syaoran. And to Toya, he had every right to do so.

After all, Toya was the one who allowed Syaoran to come, so he was going to fix this mess himself. Toya was going to move Syaoran's digging site.

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Hi! This is Aki-chan! I know it was a rather short chappy, but I really couldn't add much more, or I would've screwed it up! Anyways, I'm still not sure about the next update for this story, but I think it will be Thursday, so check in then, okay? Thanks! Bye!