Disclaimer: I do not own Card captor Sakura or any of its characters and places. It's all Clamps'. I just own the story I made up.

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It All Began With A Dream

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Chapter seven: A Nice Supper

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"K…Kinomoto ?" said Tomoyo, letting her mouth drop.

Quickly recovering from the shock of Syaoran revealing her name, Sakura answered.

"Hoeee…Of course not! My name isn't Kinomoto!" She had a fake smile. "My name is Kinomotosan! Yes, that's it. I'm Kinomotosan Sakura."

The amber-eyed boy looked at her with round eyes.

"So you're really Kinomotosan-san…?"

"I told you already that you could call me Sakura" she responded, scratching the back of her neck in unease.

Eriol giggled at the scene that was occurring in front of he's eyes.

"We'd better start eating if we don't want the food to get cold."

And they all started walking towards the dinning room, their conversation drifting on another subject, forgetting about the emerald-eyed girl's name confusion.

The meal was excellent. Eriol was a chief in food preparation had said Tomoyo. There was a delicious roast beef, with roasted potatoes and garden salad. It had been a while since the princess had had a good healthy meal. She didn't really know how to cook, except for a few recipes (pancakes in particular was her favourite). She had learned the only things she knew by looking the palace's cook cooking.

The whole time, the group had been cheerfully chatting, Syaoran feeling a bit left behind as he couldn't tell them about his past. He managed to try to enjoy their tales.

"Have always lived in Tomoeda, Eriol-kun?" asked Sakura in between two bites.

"Actually, I haven't. I'm here since five months only." He answered before taking a mouthful of wine from his glass.

The table became quiet, ready to hear him tell his story.

"I wasn't born in this Kingdom, but in a neighbour one, the Li kingdom."

Syaoran, who was looking at his plate, lifted his head as he heard the word. He didn't know exactly why, but the name rang a bell in his head.

"My father was a magician too, and my mother was a maid in the Queen's castle, so I passed a lot of time there. I even met the prince."

Tomoyo gasped, amazed. He had never told her about that.

Eriol was scanning the amber-eyed boy's face, as if he wanted him to say something. Noting his face showed no sign of recognition, he sighed, shaking his head and continued.

"As a matter of fact, he is a close friend of mine. His name is Xiao Lang, which means little wolf in Chinese, the language of the Li's. He has always been cold to every one, since his father, the king died of illness when he was only three."

Sakura knew how that poor boy had felt when someone close to him had died. She had lost her mother at three as well.

"A prophecy lies upon him: he will be rescued by his true love, but will not know it until they'll be separated. The prince had never liked being told what to do, so, he swore to fight against that prophecy, and never fall in love with anybody. I think he's just being foolish. No one can fight faith. Things will happen and others won't. Everything has been planed; there is no place for hazard. That's my beliefs. Back to my story, the boy, now nearly in age to get married, went to fight in the battlefields against the Fâ's. For what I'm supposed to know," he concluded, "I don't know how or where he is right now. But what I'm sure of, is that the first part of the prophecy has begun, and I will not intervene between it, as it is not of any of my duties."

He stopped, letting the others realise his words. Tomoyo was the first to break the analysing silence, which had fallen on the small group.

"So you mean that he has already been rescued by the girl? But he'll never be able to marry her if she's not a princess!"

"Who knows" answered her husband-to-be, shrugging his shoulders. "Maybe she is a princess, but doesn't anyone to find out."

His gaze laid on Sakura who looked around her, uneasy.

"And what about you?" said Syaoran, causing the magician to turn his look towards him "Why did you come to Tomoeda?"

"I fled." He said simply, as if it was an everyday action "I fled from the horrors of the war, and it's a good thing I did, I wouldn't have met this special someone otherwise."

He winked lovingly at a blushing, giggling Tomoyo.

Their conversation then switched from topics to topics, and the rest of the evening passed in a joyful mood.

After dessert, it was time to go home.

Sakura hugged Tomoyo tightly, and shook Eriol's hand. The raven-hared girl made her promise to tell her whenever she came back to town, and they planned another dinner for the next week, at the cottage this time.

During their way back, few words were exchanged between the two young people.

Something was troubling Syaoran though, and he wanted to be clear about it as soon as possible.

"Why didn't you tell me your name was Kinomotosan?" he asked the beautiful maiden who was walking next to him.

She laughed at his clueless-ness.

"Of course it isn't my real name. I just didn't want them to know I am a Kinomoto."

"May I know why"

She stopped and turned to face him. Her face was lit by the sweet moonlight, making her eyes shine. She gave him a dazzling smile that caused his head to spin, although, he had no clues why.

"You may not. I will tell you eventually, but just not yet. I'm not ready for this, nor are you."

Her eyes now reflected some… loneliness, and fear, as if she was afraid that he will run away after knowing the truth.

And that's how she felt.

He saw a tear rolling down her cheek, as she turned away and started walking again.

A hand grasped her arm, and before she knew it,

He hugged her.

Tightly,

holding her frail body against his.

Shocked, she did not react at first, but she returned the comforting hug as bent and whispered, his warm breath blowing on her neck.

"Please forgive whatever I did to make you cry."

This single sentence caused her to cry even more, even if she smiled.

She now knew he would be there for her.

But it would not last forever.

As soon as he would learn she was a princess, he would never hold her like he was doing now, he would never whisper in her ear like he was doing now.

As they made their way toward the cottage, she knew something had changed in her tonight, and he knew something had changed in him.

They just didn't know what.

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(A.N: Okay, here goes nothing… I'll refer myself to your judgement to know if it's any good… I just realized that Sakura and Syaoran just met… It just feels like they have known each other for ages… Let's just pretend it has been a few days already… or something like that. So it looks like Eriol-kun knows about the two's real identities, but he won't give it away. So… what's up? Do you know what? Today's my birthday! I've been busy the whole day! I almost didn't have time to write this chapter. You guys have been lucky! I've got nothing else to say. I wish all my readers a nice day. So… 'till next time. See ya! (I think I'll use these words at each end of my note.) This has been Suohfei.)