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Chapter 1
Beginner's Luck
Stables the next morning:
Sakura was dressed in her boy clothes and was adorned in a dark blue cloak. Sakura mounted onto the speckled gray Dales pony, Cannon, who had been given to her by Tomoyo's father, who, in turn, was a horse breeder. The hardy pony stood 13 hands and 8 inches tall. The mare had a light brown mane and tail that are long and straight. The head was neat, a muscular neck that laid well into her brisk shoulders. The gray body was compact with strong loins and well-sprung ribs. Cannons' broad chest shown in pride, the hind quarters powerful and muscular, the hocks clean. She had tremendous stamina, an iron constitution, a calm temperament, and great intelligence.
Sakura, patting her neck and urging her onward, with Tomoyo who wore a yellow riding dress, leading on her small copper Haflinger pony, Sunrise, that was a little shorter then Sakura's as it stood at 13 hands and 2 inches. The copper mare had a white blasé down the front of her face and a white mane and tail. Mismi who was is a pale blue riding dress, was riding behind on one of the stable horses. It was a little Welsh pony, a roan with a black mane and tail who was called Cherry. They waved good-bye to Tomoyo's father and the maids.
The three traveled in silence. Tomoyo with a grim face, Mismi's face was filled with excitement and anxiousness as to be away from the kitchen, while Sakura's face blank and expressionless. A minute past, and another minute. Soon it became an hour and they were far from the Daidouji lands.
They finally decided to settle down to take a short break when the sun was at the high point in the middle of the sky the next day. After eating their lunch on the next day, Tomoyo thought it was time to fill Mismi in on what was going on, "Mismi," Tomoyo began, "You are to go with Sakura to the Palace. She is not going to convent, she is going to become a knight. You are to help her and never tell her secret to anyone, not even my father when you send him your weekly report. You are to lie to him and act as if nothing is different. You are to treat Sakura as a boy in public and however you wish to call her in private, that is up to Sakura, do you understand?" Mismi nodded and smiled. "You are going to send me weekly reports along with my father, mine will be truth, though it must be discreet, for if it got intercepted, that would be bad, for girls aren't allowed to be knights, understand?"
Mismi nodded again and spoke in a quiet voice, "I already knew. It was no surprise. All the maids knew Sakura was to free a sprit to settle down at a convent school. Yes I understand all terms Mistress Tomoyo, do not fret. What will you do once you reach convent without a maid. But what will Mistress Sakura call herself, how will she hide her hair, and what will she do after she becomes a knight?" she asked.
Tomoyo answered first before Sakura could answer, "I will go into the city and hire on a new maid. Father gave me plenty of money. Sakura, father will send you money too," she nodded.
Sakura pondered, then answered the question she had been asked, "Well, I will be called Chang Kami, as Tomoyo came up with. I will place a simple spell on my hair so that it will look like a boy hair cut. And the day I do become a full-fledged knight, I'll tell everyone who I really am. Then, I'll leave and go to great adventures and do great deeds."
"You can be executed for that, you know Sakura. If I was you, I'd rather remain a pretty boy all my life, if that is not to gestures," Mismi answered.
"I won't give them that chance," Sakura answered.
Then they cleaned up and re-packed all their things their lunch had required. Mounting up Tomoyo suddenly recalled, "I left my sketch pad at home," She smiled at Sakura, "I will have father send it so I can send you some of my drawings."
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When the sun was half way from midday to sun set, they reached the fork in the road, the 'Palace Way' to the south and 'City of the Gods' to the west. Mismi left the two friends alone to talk.
"Itte kimasu (roughly translated 'I'm going but I'll be back) Sakura and good luck," Tomoyo sadly told her friend, "put my stuff to good use and write to me often."
Sakura nodded, "Be well, I will often be in need in your help." The friends quickly embraced before heading their separate ways. Sakura, joined by Mismi, looked after Tomoyo's copper pony until they could no longer see her on the horizon.
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They had stopped an hour after the sun had set and slept till dawn. After, they continued this way until on the seventh day, by mid-afternoon, they arrived at the city where the palace ground lay. Market Streets were packed full of people, while guards investigate. Sakura, who had lived on the streets most of her life quietly whispered to Mismi, "Careful, keep an eye on you saddlebags. The streets are so full, anyone could just snatch your saddlebag right under your nose. There are even people who would steal their own father's beeches." At this Mismi giggled, imagining someone trying to steal their own father's pants.
A few minutes later, they finally arrived at the palace gate. The guards spoke to each other before Sakura spoke up, "How hard is it to get a hand around here?" Mismi took in the scenery.
There were flowers decorating the gardens. Cherry Blossoms filled the garden and its floor, with a fountain in the middle, surrounded by buttercups, tulips, and all sorts of flowers.
When the gates flung open, it scared Mismi half to death, since she was concentrating on the view before her, she hadn't been paying much attention on the gates. They entered and three stable boys came to retrieve their horses.
The palace door was open to welcome newcomers. Sakura and Mismi apprehensively entered as an old but energetic looking man, came over and bowed. "My name is Wei. I'm am here to escort you to Duke Yamazaki. Please follow me," he pointed to Sakura, "What is your name son and where is your admission paper?"
Sakura bowed and spoke when she rose back up, "I am Chang Kami," she handed him here admission papers Tomoyo had written up. He grazed them quickly then turned around leading Sakura to Duke Yamazaki's office. A Palace servant came and escorted Mismi to their rooms.
The man named Wei led them down a finely made hall decorated with banners that had jewels sewn into the threads and portraits of the Kings and Queens throughout the generations. They stopped short of an enormous looking door; Wei knocked, then opened the door.
When they stepped in, a short, broad-shouldered man with long black hair braided in the back, and large brown eyes sat at a large wooden desk. He was royaly dressed in tan breeches and a blue with gold trimmed tunic. Not even having to think, Sakura bowed immediately. The Duke motioned for to sit down as Wei handed him the letter.
Duke Yamazaki unrolled the scroll. He raised an eyebrow after reading it. "Orphan child that the Daidouji's took in? Can't tell why, your small and weak looking." He looked Sakura over. She felt as if he was searching her to see if she was lying to him, which she was. "Well, he was a fine knight in the castle, but he was foolish to have decided to become a breeder of horses." Sakura gulped.
"Yes well," he continued, "So I see Miss Mismi will be at your service. If she runs away, gone missing, or something else, she will be your responsibility. Not mine, not the guards, not anyone's, but yours. You will be sleeping in the page's wing. With a room for Miss Mismi connected to yours. You will be having a escort, showing you how the palace is dedicated and showing you to each class. You must take your punishment by silence. Do not argue or you'll be in big for it. If you are good, you won't be seeing me often. But if you done something wrong, you will see how retched I can be. Is the clear, Page Chang?"
"Yes, your Grace," Sakura let out the breath she had been holding in the duration of the meeting.
"I believe that your things are in your room already. Wei will escort you to it." With that, Duke Yamazaki stood up. "Good day to you, Page Chang. I will be expecting you at dinner at seven. Do not be late." And with that he signaled them out.
Wei walked out the door without a word, assuming Sakura was right behind him, and headed up to the west wing of the pages rooms, Sakura running to keep up with him. They reached the room, and Wei disappeared.
Sakura then opened the door to her new room. Inside, was a queen-sized bed, mounted by pillows. A door leading to her dressing room, and beside, a wooden desk and bookshelves. She hurriedly took a bath in the dressing room that Mismi had prepared for her when she was examining the room, and put on her new page uniform, a Blue silk shirt trimmed with gold, embroidered with wolves and the moon, the symbol of King Li, the symbol of the Li kingdom, that Tomoyo had made. She wore dark blue breeches with fine leather boots and a belt for carrying gloves, a pocket knife, and daggers.
After dressing and speaking to Mismi, she exited. She walked slowly down the stairs to the pages' room. Apprehension clutched to her soul, for fear that she would be laughed at and kicked out. Her hands were damp, her forehead wet from sweating, and her mouth set on an anxious frown. Before she entered, she took a deep breath, letting a calm look enter upon her face, making her face was unreadable, her eyes blank. She entered.
Suddenly, she found her self as the center of attention. Every page and some squires stared at her. There was a new page in the palace! Her! No one made a sound or a movement.
Turning to her right, she saw a fat, not to mention an ugly looking boy who was strong and muscular, but chubby and short too. The boy growled, "Well, what do we have here? A country boy trying to pretend to be a nobleman and trying to be one us, eh?
"Leave him alone, Naroku, he hasn't done anything to you." A boy with black hair said from a group of pages.
"Doesn't matter if he's done anything to me or not," was the reply, "I want you to obey what I say, and when I say you are a farmer's boy, then you are, if I say you are a little witty-bitty monkey, then you are. And always say, 'Yes, My Lord Naroku'. "
Sakura gasped, "Are you kidding? A witty-bitty monkey me, yes. For you, not so much luck. For you, a humongous, enormous, beached hippo. Moreover, I thought we're all here to learn some manners! Apparently you missed those lessons!" Angrily, Naroku threw Sakura into the wall. "Shut up. Never insult me. Disobey me again and you'll be in big trouble."
"Hoeee…" Sakura mumbled, rubbing her aching lower back. Remembering where she was, she stood up and shouted at Naroku the first thing she could think of, "I'd rather kiss pigs! Is that it? Have you been kissing pigs, or are you being kissed?"
Maddened by Sakura's sayings, Naroku charged at Sakura, but was stopped a cold voice that spoke through the air that made her shudder; Her hair stand up. "What is going on?" A voice barely above a whisper said.
Turning around, she saw a boy, not a year older then her, that was very, VERY handsome. His messy chestnut hair, and amber-brown eyes, broad-shouldered and muscular. He stood there as still and as cold as could be, but it could also make any girl week in the knees and their hearts flutter. Even Sakura, who usually ignore every handsome man that came for her hand, felt a little attracted to him. Behind him, stood two boys, one with wavy blue hair and eyes, who, to Sakura, was quite cute but not her type, and the other one with pale black hair and eyes that are closed.
"Your Highness," Naroku stuttered, "He was acting like he owns the place and I was only trying to..…" Naroku was cut off.
"I haven't told you to answer, Page Naroku, so be quiet." The one Naroku had called Highness commanded icily.
"B..bu..b-b-but..." Naroku stammered on.
"A command's a command. So be quiet and stand aside." The blue wavy hair man snapped at him. "If you don't, you'll be in for it."
The man called 'Highness' pointed to the black-haired boy who defended Sakura. "Takah, what happened?"
Takah step forward and bowed. "Well, your Highness, it was Naroku. When the new boy stepped in, he cornered him and said that he has to listen to whatever he said and also say, 'Yes, my Lord Naroku'. The new boy said we thought we're here to learn some manners, and Naroku just threw him at the wall and said that if the new boy disobey him, he'll be in for big. The new boy said he rather kiss pigs, and told Naroku that he looks like kissing pigs or being kissed."
At that, most of the pages laughed, though the Highness' face didn't change, but the blue-headed guy and black-headed guy smiled. Sakura blushed, she had made a bad impression already. And she figured that Naroku would never leave her alone from now on for embarrassing him in front of the price. The Highness glared at Naroku.
"You are dismissed, Makoto, and if I hear one of your bad 'habits' are on the loose again, you'll have to be faced to the King, not me or Duke Yamazaki." His Highness then added when Naroku didn't move, "You are being dismissed." Naroku turned to Sakura and gave her a death glare before he walked away. Sakura gulped and turn to find the Prince glaring at her with a frown, although it wasn't as scary as it was before when Naroku was there, but it still made Sakura want to just run and be away from his eyes. When he didn't say anything, the blue-headed guy stepped up and did the introduction.
"Hi. I'm Hiirigizawa Eriol, this is Yamazaki Takashi, son of Duke Yamazaki," he pointed to the black hair man, "and last but not least, Prince Li, Li Syaoran." He gave her a quizamatical look before asking, "and you?" To Syaoran and him, the new page looked lean, skinny, and petite, with a girlish face and voice a little to high.
Sakura blinked, trying to get her nervousness down. Using the calmest voice she could manage. "Name's Kami, Chang Kami."
Hiirigizawa grinned. "Chang, you have good taste in choosing an enemy. Well, Duke Yamazaki told me to escort you from now on, so why don't we get started?"
** I really suck at cliffhangers don't I. Some people might think that is good! But I don't! how will people keep reading if I just keep being boring! Thanks to you who review. I'm not a person who waits to get a number of reviews before posting again either. I write for your enjoyment! Don't forget to E-mail or in your review tell me a summery(s) your like! TTFN! TheMysticWarrior**
****I don't own CCS or any ideas used from Tamora Pierce's Lioness Quartet! Cry a river with me if you feel the same!****
)*^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^*( Is time change!
'…..' thoughts
Chapter 1
Beginner's Luck
Stables the next morning:
Sakura was dressed in her boy clothes and was adorned in a dark blue cloak. Sakura mounted onto the speckled gray Dales pony, Cannon, who had been given to her by Tomoyo's father, who, in turn, was a horse breeder. The hardy pony stood 13 hands and 8 inches tall. The mare had a light brown mane and tail that are long and straight. The head was neat, a muscular neck that laid well into her brisk shoulders. The gray body was compact with strong loins and well-sprung ribs. Cannons' broad chest shown in pride, the hind quarters powerful and muscular, the hocks clean. She had tremendous stamina, an iron constitution, a calm temperament, and great intelligence.
Sakura, patting her neck and urging her onward, with Tomoyo who wore a yellow riding dress, leading on her small copper Haflinger pony, Sunrise, that was a little shorter then Sakura's as it stood at 13 hands and 2 inches. The copper mare had a white blasé down the front of her face and a white mane and tail. Mismi who was is a pale blue riding dress, was riding behind on one of the stable horses. It was a little Welsh pony, a roan with a black mane and tail who was called Cherry. They waved good-bye to Tomoyo's father and the maids.
The three traveled in silence. Tomoyo with a grim face, Mismi's face was filled with excitement and anxiousness as to be away from the kitchen, while Sakura's face blank and expressionless. A minute past, and another minute. Soon it became an hour and they were far from the Daidouji lands.
They finally decided to settle down to take a short break when the sun was at the high point in the middle of the sky the next day. After eating their lunch on the next day, Tomoyo thought it was time to fill Mismi in on what was going on, "Mismi," Tomoyo began, "You are to go with Sakura to the Palace. She is not going to convent, she is going to become a knight. You are to help her and never tell her secret to anyone, not even my father when you send him your weekly report. You are to lie to him and act as if nothing is different. You are to treat Sakura as a boy in public and however you wish to call her in private, that is up to Sakura, do you understand?" Mismi nodded and smiled. "You are going to send me weekly reports along with my father, mine will be truth, though it must be discreet, for if it got intercepted, that would be bad, for girls aren't allowed to be knights, understand?"
Mismi nodded again and spoke in a quiet voice, "I already knew. It was no surprise. All the maids knew Sakura was to free a sprit to settle down at a convent school. Yes I understand all terms Mistress Tomoyo, do not fret. What will you do once you reach convent without a maid. But what will Mistress Sakura call herself, how will she hide her hair, and what will she do after she becomes a knight?" she asked.
Tomoyo answered first before Sakura could answer, "I will go into the city and hire on a new maid. Father gave me plenty of money. Sakura, father will send you money too," she nodded.
Sakura pondered, then answered the question she had been asked, "Well, I will be called Chang Kami, as Tomoyo came up with. I will place a simple spell on my hair so that it will look like a boy hair cut. And the day I do become a full-fledged knight, I'll tell everyone who I really am. Then, I'll leave and go to great adventures and do great deeds."
"You can be executed for that, you know Sakura. If I was you, I'd rather remain a pretty boy all my life, if that is not to gestures," Mismi answered.
"I won't give them that chance," Sakura answered.
Then they cleaned up and re-packed all their things their lunch had required. Mounting up Tomoyo suddenly recalled, "I left my sketch pad at home," She smiled at Sakura, "I will have father send it so I can send you some of my drawings."
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When the sun was half way from midday to sun set, they reached the fork in the road, the 'Palace Way' to the south and 'City of the Gods' to the west. Mismi left the two friends alone to talk.
"Itte kimasu (roughly translated 'I'm going but I'll be back) Sakura and good luck," Tomoyo sadly told her friend, "put my stuff to good use and write to me often."
Sakura nodded, "Be well, I will often be in need in your help." The friends quickly embraced before heading their separate ways. Sakura, joined by Mismi, looked after Tomoyo's copper pony until they could no longer see her on the horizon.
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They had stopped an hour after the sun had set and slept till dawn. After, they continued this way until on the seventh day, by mid-afternoon, they arrived at the city where the palace ground lay. Market Streets were packed full of people, while guards investigate. Sakura, who had lived on the streets most of her life quietly whispered to Mismi, "Careful, keep an eye on you saddlebags. The streets are so full, anyone could just snatch your saddlebag right under your nose. There are even people who would steal their own father's beeches." At this Mismi giggled, imagining someone trying to steal their own father's pants.
A few minutes later, they finally arrived at the palace gate. The guards spoke to each other before Sakura spoke up, "How hard is it to get a hand around here?" Mismi took in the scenery.
There were flowers decorating the gardens. Cherry Blossoms filled the garden and its floor, with a fountain in the middle, surrounded by buttercups, tulips, and all sorts of flowers.
When the gates flung open, it scared Mismi half to death, since she was concentrating on the view before her, she hadn't been paying much attention on the gates. They entered and three stable boys came to retrieve their horses.
The palace door was open to welcome newcomers. Sakura and Mismi apprehensively entered as an old but energetic looking man, came over and bowed. "My name is Wei. I'm am here to escort you to Duke Yamazaki. Please follow me," he pointed to Sakura, "What is your name son and where is your admission paper?"
Sakura bowed and spoke when she rose back up, "I am Chang Kami," she handed him here admission papers Tomoyo had written up. He grazed them quickly then turned around leading Sakura to Duke Yamazaki's office. A Palace servant came and escorted Mismi to their rooms.
The man named Wei led them down a finely made hall decorated with banners that had jewels sewn into the threads and portraits of the Kings and Queens throughout the generations. They stopped short of an enormous looking door; Wei knocked, then opened the door.
When they stepped in, a short, broad-shouldered man with long black hair braided in the back, and large brown eyes sat at a large wooden desk. He was royaly dressed in tan breeches and a blue with gold trimmed tunic. Not even having to think, Sakura bowed immediately. The Duke motioned for to sit down as Wei handed him the letter.
Duke Yamazaki unrolled the scroll. He raised an eyebrow after reading it. "Orphan child that the Daidouji's took in? Can't tell why, your small and weak looking." He looked Sakura over. She felt as if he was searching her to see if she was lying to him, which she was. "Well, he was a fine knight in the castle, but he was foolish to have decided to become a breeder of horses." Sakura gulped.
"Yes well," he continued, "So I see Miss Mismi will be at your service. If she runs away, gone missing, or something else, she will be your responsibility. Not mine, not the guards, not anyone's, but yours. You will be sleeping in the page's wing. With a room for Miss Mismi connected to yours. You will be having a escort, showing you how the palace is dedicated and showing you to each class. You must take your punishment by silence. Do not argue or you'll be in big for it. If you are good, you won't be seeing me often. But if you done something wrong, you will see how retched I can be. Is the clear, Page Chang?"
"Yes, your Grace," Sakura let out the breath she had been holding in the duration of the meeting.
"I believe that your things are in your room already. Wei will escort you to it." With that, Duke Yamazaki stood up. "Good day to you, Page Chang. I will be expecting you at dinner at seven. Do not be late." And with that he signaled them out.
Wei walked out the door without a word, assuming Sakura was right behind him, and headed up to the west wing of the pages rooms, Sakura running to keep up with him. They reached the room, and Wei disappeared.
Sakura then opened the door to her new room. Inside, was a queen-sized bed, mounted by pillows. A door leading to her dressing room, and beside, a wooden desk and bookshelves. She hurriedly took a bath in the dressing room that Mismi had prepared for her when she was examining the room, and put on her new page uniform, a Blue silk shirt trimmed with gold, embroidered with wolves and the moon, the symbol of King Li, the symbol of the Li kingdom, that Tomoyo had made. She wore dark blue breeches with fine leather boots and a belt for carrying gloves, a pocket knife, and daggers.
After dressing and speaking to Mismi, she exited. She walked slowly down the stairs to the pages' room. Apprehension clutched to her soul, for fear that she would be laughed at and kicked out. Her hands were damp, her forehead wet from sweating, and her mouth set on an anxious frown. Before she entered, she took a deep breath, letting a calm look enter upon her face, making her face was unreadable, her eyes blank. She entered.
Suddenly, she found her self as the center of attention. Every page and some squires stared at her. There was a new page in the palace! Her! No one made a sound or a movement.
Turning to her right, she saw a fat, not to mention an ugly looking boy who was strong and muscular, but chubby and short too. The boy growled, "Well, what do we have here? A country boy trying to pretend to be a nobleman and trying to be one us, eh?
"Leave him alone, Naroku, he hasn't done anything to you." A boy with black hair said from a group of pages.
"Doesn't matter if he's done anything to me or not," was the reply, "I want you to obey what I say, and when I say you are a farmer's boy, then you are, if I say you are a little witty-bitty monkey, then you are. And always say, 'Yes, My Lord Naroku'. "
Sakura gasped, "Are you kidding? A witty-bitty monkey me, yes. For you, not so much luck. For you, a humongous, enormous, beached hippo. Moreover, I thought we're all here to learn some manners! Apparently you missed those lessons!" Angrily, Naroku threw Sakura into the wall. "Shut up. Never insult me. Disobey me again and you'll be in big trouble."
"Hoeee…" Sakura mumbled, rubbing her aching lower back. Remembering where she was, she stood up and shouted at Naroku the first thing she could think of, "I'd rather kiss pigs! Is that it? Have you been kissing pigs, or are you being kissed?"
Maddened by Sakura's sayings, Naroku charged at Sakura, but was stopped a cold voice that spoke through the air that made her shudder; Her hair stand up. "What is going on?" A voice barely above a whisper said.
Turning around, she saw a boy, not a year older then her, that was very, VERY handsome. His messy chestnut hair, and amber-brown eyes, broad-shouldered and muscular. He stood there as still and as cold as could be, but it could also make any girl week in the knees and their hearts flutter. Even Sakura, who usually ignore every handsome man that came for her hand, felt a little attracted to him. Behind him, stood two boys, one with wavy blue hair and eyes, who, to Sakura, was quite cute but not her type, and the other one with pale black hair and eyes that are closed.
"Your Highness," Naroku stuttered, "He was acting like he owns the place and I was only trying to..…" Naroku was cut off.
"I haven't told you to answer, Page Naroku, so be quiet." The one Naroku had called Highness commanded icily.
"B..bu..b-b-but..." Naroku stammered on.
"A command's a command. So be quiet and stand aside." The blue wavy hair man snapped at him. "If you don't, you'll be in for it."
The man called 'Highness' pointed to the black-haired boy who defended Sakura. "Takah, what happened?"
Takah step forward and bowed. "Well, your Highness, it was Naroku. When the new boy stepped in, he cornered him and said that he has to listen to whatever he said and also say, 'Yes, my Lord Naroku'. The new boy said we thought we're here to learn some manners, and Naroku just threw him at the wall and said that if the new boy disobey him, he'll be in for big. The new boy said he rather kiss pigs, and told Naroku that he looks like kissing pigs or being kissed."
At that, most of the pages laughed, though the Highness' face didn't change, but the blue-headed guy and black-headed guy smiled. Sakura blushed, she had made a bad impression already. And she figured that Naroku would never leave her alone from now on for embarrassing him in front of the price. The Highness glared at Naroku.
"You are dismissed, Makoto, and if I hear one of your bad 'habits' are on the loose again, you'll have to be faced to the King, not me or Duke Yamazaki." His Highness then added when Naroku didn't move, "You are being dismissed." Naroku turned to Sakura and gave her a death glare before he walked away. Sakura gulped and turn to find the Prince glaring at her with a frown, although it wasn't as scary as it was before when Naroku was there, but it still made Sakura want to just run and be away from his eyes. When he didn't say anything, the blue-headed guy stepped up and did the introduction.
"Hi. I'm Hiirigizawa Eriol, this is Yamazaki Takashi, son of Duke Yamazaki," he pointed to the black hair man, "and last but not least, Prince Li, Li Syaoran." He gave her a quizamatical look before asking, "and you?" To Syaoran and him, the new page looked lean, skinny, and petite, with a girlish face and voice a little to high.
Sakura blinked, trying to get her nervousness down. Using the calmest voice she could manage. "Name's Kami, Chang Kami."
Hiirigizawa grinned. "Chang, you have good taste in choosing an enemy. Well, Duke Yamazaki told me to escort you from now on, so why don't we get started?"
** I really suck at cliffhangers don't I. Some people might think that is good! But I don't! how will people keep reading if I just keep being boring! Thanks to you who review. I'm not a person who waits to get a number of reviews before posting again either. I write for your enjoyment! Don't forget to E-mail or in your review tell me a summery(s) your like! TTFN! TheMysticWarrior**