Disclaimer: I do not own CCS. Doh! (Hits head) Clamp does!
This is my first CCS fic. I've spent a lot of time thinking about the plot. So like, please be nice in your reviews. I bet this story is bad, right? I'm sorry if this story has been done before…because there are just TOO many stories out there…don't know them all…sorry.
Thoughts
"Speaking"
Dreams
(My own little interruptions)
Fire Princess
Chapter One
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Sakura Kinomoto was not a spoilt girl, but nor was she harsh treated. She was a nice, kind girl, desired by many.
Her father, the richest of the Kinomoto was powerful, and respected…but this time came to an end.
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"Father! What is happening?" Sakura asked.
(She's only five).
The rich father looked back, and sighed, "Sakura, hide, there!"
Sakura stared at her father, "Nani?"
"Go!" and her father pushed her back into a bush, with Sakura crying a desperate plea.
"Father…"
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"I'm sorry, Sakura, but I am broke. When I have paid off my debt and regained my wealth, I shall look for you." Sakura's father cried into the endless night.
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"Hey, Mistress! Look at this! A girl! Just fit for a slave as well."
A soldier pointed to a bush. Yelan, the lady in white, walked over to the bush, and stared at the unconscious heap on the ground.
"She's pretty, and healthy. She can't just be a peasant." Yelan wondered aloud.
"Well she's dressed like one!" the solider, Aki, laughed.
Yelan scolded, "Aki, if she is of royalty, then your head is it!"
Aki's face turned pale, "Oh…you don't think she is of royalty, right?"
"No, not of royalty, but perhaps of a rich clan. We have to take her to the castle, and YES Aki, we WILL make her a servant. But treat her nicely. I like this girl. Make her my personal servant."
"Yes Mistress." Aki sighed.
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Yelan looked at the young girl, "Well, what is your name?"
Sakura stared at Yelan, and she murmured, "More like what's YOUR name."
Yelan laughed, "Are you different to all my other peasants. They all cower under me, in fear."
"I am not unlike a peasant. I am just bolder.' Sakura hissed, 'My name is Sakura."
Yelan raised her eyebrows, "Yes. You definitely aren't merely a peasant."
Sakura protested, "I am not to be your slave! I am no idiot!"
"Yes, you are not an idiot, so therefore you are to be my personal assistant."
Sakura frowned. Was this woman joking? Even at the age of five, Sakura wasn't that wise by appearance (in fact, quite dense) but was actually a bit wise…
"Yes, Mistress." Sakura replied. Then, she looked out into the sky. It was only a matter of time before she would escape.
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The soldier Aki turned around to find amber eyes staring into his.
"Hello Prince Syaoran…what do you wish for?" Aki said, bowing.
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Ten Years Later…
Sakura was proven wrong to herself. In the end she did not escape, due to her new-found friend that she met, Tomoyo.
Sakura, who was a rank higher than most peasants, as she was "personal assistant" to Yelan, was walking along the hallway, when she heard a soft music coming from the small room to her left.
Sakura clasped her hand to her mouth, unable to speak. She slowly walked towards the sound, to find the brave knight, Eriol, playing the piano.
She slowly opened the door, and Enrol, surprised that he was disturbed, looked at Sakura.
"Kinomoto? What are you doing here?"
Sakura, afraid of being punished, immediately fell to her knees, "Sire, I was just walking by. Forgive me for disturbing you…" but then she heard the sound of the piano, and a smile was brought to her lips once more.
Eriol laughed, "You like the sound, not?"
"I do, sire."
Eriol nodded, "Then I shall teach you."
Sakura frowned, "But Sire, it is strictly forbidden for any royalty to teach a mere peasant such knowledge!"
Eriol laughed, "I am just Prince Syaoran's cousin. Not REALLY royalty."
"But…"
"Midnight, tonight. Do not forget."
As Eriol stood up, and was about to leave, Sakura burst out, "You like Tomoyo-chan, do you not?"
Eriol blushed bright red on his cheeks, and he whispered to Sakura, "I DON'T!!!"
Sakura laughed happily, "Don't worry, Sire! I won't tell! Good-bye!"
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One Month Later…
Syaoran walked along the hallway. He frowned. Today was even more of a bore than usual. All that talk and lecture about marriages, children and royalty…blah! He would prefer to NOT be a royal. He sighed. He would give anything to roam around the countryside and the forests, and mountains…just like Eriol could. Just because Eriol isn't direct royalty!
Suddenly, he heard a soft sound coming from the room which held the grand piano. He slowly crept towards it.
It was a girl that had a black cloak over her, covering her face. Syaoran approached her, and suddenly, the figure in the cloak gasped, and jumped away from the piano.
"Prince Syaoran! I am very, very sorry. I shall leave now."
Syaoran looked deepening into the girl's eyes which were emerald. The cloak only covered the bottom half of the girl's face.
"Who are you?"
The girl stared back at Syaoran, "That I can not tell. Forgive me, your highness."
"Wait!" Syaoran called, but the mysterious girl had already ran off, into the darkness.
"Who is she?" he whispered.
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Okay, the title of this story has a reason. But it would only be revealed in the last chapter.
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