Hello, my beloved readers! It is I, MidnightGriffen with the fourth chapter of "The Elf Princess" (finally)! Yes, my readers, I have been revived!
Disclaimer: No own. No sue.
Title: The Elf Princess
Summary: Yelen had care for Sakura ever since Nadeshiko died. Syaoran falls in love with Sakura and vice versa. But what happens when he found out that she's an elf?
Chapter 4
It was busy.
It was very busy indeed.
The marriage between the future Leader of the Li Clan, Li Syaoran and Kinomoto Sakura will be in a few more weeks.
A few weeks before the 18th birthday of Sakura, she had received the early birthday gift she was promised since age sixteen. The official proposal from Syaoran led to a very tearful Sakura and a very joyful Tomoyo, who, was happily engaging herself in taping it all down.
A few days after, the Li family, now busily engaging themselves in wedding plans, the whole house was in an uproar.
"The wedding location!" cried a very worried Li sister, "Did you finished arranging the wedding location!"
Looking up from a list of who to invite, Feimei replied, waving a tired hand in the air. "I don't know. Wasn't that Shiefa's job?"
"Oh yeah, right!" Fuutie remembered, "SHIEFA!" She left the room and began looking for her sister.
Suddenly, Fanren came running in, "When are we going to pick the designs for the wedding gown?"
"Tomoyo-chan's going to make them," Feimei reminded her.
Fanren pouted. "But I saw this really cute dress that would totally fit our really cute Sakura-chan!"
"Sorry, Tomoyo-chan's got her heart set to it."
Grumbling the other Li sister left the room.
About a good hour or two later the four Li sisters collapsed in exhaustion on the soft couch.
"I don't think I was ever this tired before my wedding day!" one of the sisters exclaimed.
Just then the two happy couple walked into the living room, laughing and smiling at each other.
"Waii! It's Sakura-chan!" Fuutie cried out excitedly.
Shiefa ran forward and gave each of the brunette's a huge bear hug, "Just look at them! They are so cute together!"
Feimei pouted, "No fair! I wanted to hug them too!"
"No! Me next!" Fanren squealed.
While Sakura blush a deep shade of crimson red and Syaoran pushing off his sisters one-by-one in annoyance, Yelan stepped into the room.
"That's quite enough, girls."
The four Li sisters turned in sync and chorused, "Hai, mother!"
When the sisters finally released both Sakura and Syaoran they walked over to their mother's side.
The chocolate haired boy bowed, "Greetings, mother."
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Li," Sakura followed suite.
"Please, my dear Sakura. Call me 'mother'. You are soon to become a member of the Li's."
The Li sisters squealed in agreement.
Blushing slightly, the honey haired girl replied, "Yes, mo…mother."
The sisters squealed again.
"Now if you may please excuse us, Sakura and I still have some business to attend to, mother," Syaoran said respectively.
"You may be excused."
Bowing once more, the two brunettes left the room.
"They are so cute!" Fuutie cried.
"They are the cutest," Shiefa agreed.
"And the sweetest," Fanren added.
"They are the perfect couple," Feimei concluded.
"Yes," Yelan nodded, "Yes, they are."
"Can my sisters be anymore clingy?" Syaoran said, throwing his hands up in annoyance.
"They're very sweet," Sakura said, "and kind."
"Yeah, but, all those kissing, and hugging, and cheeks-pulling…"he trailed off.
"I guess you're right, Syao—" Sakura let out a gasp as Syaoran swooped her into his muscular arms.
"I'm never wrong," he whispered in a low voice, leaning down close.
"Arrogant jerk," was the last thing she muttered before closing her eyes and enjoying the soft lips of her beloved.
"Tomoyo, are you done yet?" Sakura whimpered in impatience. She stood still while Tomoyo measured her size for her wedding gown.
"Oh, hold still, Sakura," Tomoyo scolded gently with a few pins in her mouth, "Stop complaining."
Sakura pouted, "But I'm tir—OUCH! You poked me the needle!"
"Sorry, sorry. You move around too much. Now lift up your arms."
"How much longer is this going to take? Syaoran is waiting for me soon!" the emerald eyed girl asked, lifting her arms up for her friend.
"Not much longer," she assured her, "Another half an hour should do it."
"Tomoyo!"
"Another five more minutes."
"Better."
"Why do we have to pick out my tuxedo today? I have to pick up Sakura soon!" Syaoran complained to his cousin as he was dragged into a Men's Clothing store.
"The sooner the better," Eriol replied simply, "it's better than doing it at the last minute."
"But it's only a tuxedo! Don't I already have one at home?"
"Yeah, well… a wedding one is different!" Eriol answered.
Syaoran frowned. "How so?"
"Because you wear it on your wedding day. Now come on!" Eriol exclaimed as he led the still grumbling Syaoran into the store.
"Are you finished yet?" Sakura repeated again.
Tomoyo placed another pin in place and looked up, "Yes."
Sakura squealed happily, "Finally! Now get me off this annoying thing so I can leave already!"
The girl with wavy long hair sighed in defeat. "Sometimes I wonder if you really are turning eighteen."
"Tomoyo! You're being so cruel!" the short haired guy pouted cutely.
Tomoyo sighed again.
The sound of the bell made both of them turn around.
"A costumer?" the taller girl wondered.
"It's Syaoran!" Sakura cried out knowingly as she fled through the door.
"Hey babe," the boy greeted as the girl flung her arms over his neck.
A tired Tomoyo was greeted by an exhausted Eriol.
"Hey Tomoyo, we got to go back to our house. Mother's is expecting us," Syaoran told the wearied girl.
"Of course," Tomoyo let out a smile, "Have fun!"
Syaoran winked. "Oh, we will."
"Syaoran!" Sakura exclaimed as she slapped his arm, playfully. But then she added, "Not until our honeymoon!"
They all laughed.
"Well, gotta go. See you later," the two brunettes waved as they exited Tomoyo's shop.
"They're so cute together," Tomoyo sighed happily.
Eriol turned to look at the girl. Her sparkling amethyst eyes and how her long wavy lavender hair framed her delicate soft skin.
"When should we get married," the boy asked, pulling her close.
Tomoyo looked shock. "You mean it?"
"Every word."
The girl looked up, her eyes watering. She moved closer to the boy and brought her lips to his.
(A/N I'm just going to skip to the wedding day, ok? It's already dragging too much.)
On the day of the wedding many came to celebrate the reunion of the future leader and his soon-to-be wife.
It was a glorious day. The sun was shinning brightly, the birds were chirping, and the specially planted cherry blossom trees were swaying, the petals dancing to the gentle breeze.
Syaoran and Sakura had decided to have the wedding outside, in a large Sakura trees filled garden, with a quite reserved beach nearby.
Expensive looking chairs were arranged neatly in many rows. In the middle, the chairs were cleared off to form a giant pathway.
Two horses, one black and one white, were readied on either sides of the preacher. Both animals were decorated in golden saddle and bridle. Their mane was left flowing, with cherry blossoms tucked neatly between the strands. The tail of the creatures were pulled neatly and braided a little on the top a ribbon to tie of the strand and another Sakura flower was in place.
It was arranged so that after the bride and groom have exchanged their oaths and wedding rings, they will both mount the majestic stallion and mare, and walk down the isle. Then they would ride along the beach and watch the sunset.
It was the perfectly romantic wedding, planned and organized by Tomoyo, Eriol, and the four Li sisters; Fuutie, Shiefa, Fanren, and Feimei.
In a few more minutes when all the guests have arrived, the wedding shall begin.
"Are you done yet?" Sakura asked.
"Almost," Tomoyo replied as she clipped on the last cherry blossom hairclip into the girl's soft hair, "Done."
The bride stood up carefully and looked at the full length mirror the bridesmaid had prepared.
She was dressed in a beautiful, snow white wedding gown. The sleeves of the dress flowed down her arms, but her shoulders were exposed. The top of the gown was tight around her waist and flared out in many layers of pure white lacy material; outlining her curvaceous body. Around the seam of each layer, sleeves, the top and the bottom of the dress was decorated with beautifully hand-sewn Sakura flowers.
Sakura was wearing a pair of white transparent lacy gloves and her hair was done of in a complicated twist, with two thick strands of honey-coloured hair let down in curls. A pretty blossom clip was in place. The head of the bride's veil were decorated with real flower petals, forming a crown.
Her face had very little make-up on seeing that she is already beautiful enough. She had gentle pink eye shadow brushed on and a soft rosy blush on each cheek. A cherry blossom with eighteen petals necklace, given by the groom a few days ago, hung a round her swan neck delicately.
Sakura gasped, astonished. "Oh my. I don't know how to describe it, Tomoyo! It's too gorgeous!
Tomoyo sniffed happily as she brushed away her tears. "Of course it is my dear Sakura! I made it for you, especially! It took me 5 months!"
"But Tomoyo, the wedding wasn't announced until two months ago!" Sakura pointed out confused.
"Well, I started making it long before then," the girl replied sheepishly. She was dressed in a simple lavender bridesmaid gown, in a similar fashion of the wedding dress, tight around the waist and the rest flared down to the ground. Her hair was partly tied up and she too, had little make-up on. Some lavender coloured eye shadow and soft peachy blush.
Sakura shook her head in defeat. Typical.
Syaoran gave one last adjustment to his black bow tie and straightened out his sleeves. He was dressed in a black tuxedo; white dress shirt, a black jacket, black pants, and polished black leather shoes. Need I say more?
His hair was, like always, messy; his brown locks fell just above his eyes.
"How do I look?" he asked self consciously, trying to flatten his chocolate coloured hair.
Eriol gave him a thumbs up sign and grinned. He was wearing a dark navy coloured tuxedo. His blue hair was brushed neatly to the side and his sapphire eyes were framed with a thin-framed glasses.
"I just got a call from Tomoyo and she said that Sakura was done as well," he told the groom.
"Perfect."
"And," the boy with the glasses added with a smirk, "she had told me that Sakura was looking down right gorgeous."
"Perfect," he repeated, this time with a grin.
"Shall we go then?" Eriol asked.
"Yes."
"Are you ready to leave, Sakura?"
Blushing deeply she nodded silently. She was about to get married! How nerve-wreaking!
"Don't worry, Sakura, you look fine," Tomoyo said comfortingly, as she carefully placed the veil over her features, "Syaoran would definitely drool over his shoes."
Her blush deepening she turned around quickly. "Aren't we supposed to leave now?"
"Ah, yes," she said and was ready to follow before she spun around and started digging through her belongings.
"What now?" the bride asked.
Tomoyo picked up the object she was looking for and turned to follow Sakura. "You think I would miss this perfect opportunity to video-tape you in your wedding gown?"
Sakura sighed. Yet again, typical.
As they walked down the isle she noticed that Syaoran was already standing there, waiting.
Like what Tomoyo had said earlier, Syaoran was indeed drooling.
A bit more confident now, she straightened her back and walked slowly with Tomoyo trailing behind holding up her dress. She smiled at the oohs and ahhs as she continued to walk pass the guest.
As she reached the podium and stepped onto it, Tomoyo walked off towards Eriol.
The preacher looked at both of them at Syaoran gave him a nod to signal him to begin.
He cleared his throat twice before he began, "We are gathered here today, in the name of God, to celebrate the marriage of Li Syaoran and Kinomoto Sakura."
He continued his speech and when he had finished he said to them, "Now please exchange your oaths."
As the bride and groom did so and were done, the preacher said to Syaoran, "Mr. Li Syaoran, would you take Miss. Kinomoto Sakura to be your lawfully wedded wife, through thick and thin, through health and sickness, and till death do you part?"
Syaoran looked at his beautiful Sakura and smiled, "I do."
A flush tainted the bride's lovely feature and the preacher turned to her and asked, "Miss. Kinomoto Sakura, would you take Mr. Li Syaoran to be your lawfully wedded husband, through thick and thin, through health and sickness, and till death do you part?"
Sakura beamed happily and noticed Tomoyo sniffing loudly and Eriol holding her and patting her on her back. "I—"
Before she finished, a huge wind had blown through the wedding ceremony. The cherry blossom petals shot angrily around the garden and the horses whinnied and neighed in fear.
"Calm the horses!" someone shouted to the grooms, his command barely went over the huge unexpected wind.
Suddenly, sparkling powder dawned unto the confused guests and preacher and they all slumped down to the ground.
The only one left standing was a scared Sakura, a puzzled Syaoran, a shocked Tomoyo, a bewildered Eriol, and an enraged Yelan.
"Who are you!" the mother of Syaoran cried out in anger at the two figures who had jumped out of the golden carriage led by four strange, horse-like creatures with huge snow white, feathery wings.
The two unknown figures with long, pointed ears, bowed low to the ground as they spoke to Sakura. "Queen Nadeshiko's daughter, Princess Sakura, we are the guards of The Elven World, and we are to bring you back to our world."
Yay! The chapter is done! So what do you think? (Oh, yeah! The whole preacher's speech was written from my memory of what it should say! So if there are any mistakes, please bear with me!) A long 10 paged chapter written for my beloved readers/fan as an apology to my very long absence! Do you like it? It took me quite long to write this and I would really appreciate it, if most—if not everyone—who read this story leave a review! I won't update anymore if there isn't a satisfying number of reviews!
Thanks for reading,
Middy