Disclaimer: Yay, chapter 5! Well, it's a really long chapter I see o.o; and
a bit rushed, but it's still good. I hope you enjoy!
Unwanted Daybreak
Deep chocolate brown eyes stared into the garden with absolute disgust. Her eyes narrowed at the scene which just passed before her eyes. How shameful it must be, for a Prince to kiss a...servant! Utterly impossible! She had seen no such things which would even consider a Prince to do such a devious act. Her scowl was hidden behind the fdelicate fan which was expertly and politely placed over her face. Something was a foot, and she intended to find out what it was.
Striding to the queen, she noticed the other's smile. My goodness! Has the queen gone mad? She should be furious with Syaoran's decision, but she stands there, gleefully and pleasant without any rejection. Raising a brow, she questioned her. "My queen? Is something the matter?"
The queen removed her glance from the window and stared upon the raven haired woman. "Of course not Meilin, what makes you think so?"
Meilin shut her fan quickly and widened her eyes slightly, more or less surprised by the queen's reaction. "My queen, you cannot tell me you do not approve of this? Surely Syaoran cannot even..."
The queen rose a hand to usher her silent, understandning very well what she had meant. "Please Meilin...I understand what you are trying to say, but I see nothing wrong with Syaoran's choice. Do you not see my dear? He is in love, and that is what he wants."
Meilin shook her head in dismal, shoving away a bang which fell to her brow. "I still do not believe it. If you'll excuse me my highness, but I wish to have a word with Syaoran myself." With that, she bowed with curtesy and strode off towards his chambers.
Queen Zaoan watched the young woman walk off with a sigh. She hoped Meilin will get much of her understanding from Syaoran soon enough. A light smile played on the queen's lips as she had the most wonderous idea. This time she will make sure Syaoran will be married, but not by force. Turning the other way, the queen gracefully walked off. Towards the servant's wing...
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Meilin stood outside of his lord's chamber and breathed heavily. She would know how furious he would get if she mentioned she and his mother had seen the happenoing in the garden. But she made it fully aware that she would not mention a thing. All she wanted to know was what he really wanted. Maybe then, it would be all clear.
Rasing her hand to the wooden door, she gave a firm and bold knock, then waited. The door was quickly answered by the handsome young man with bright red-brown eyes and chestnut-hued hair. His smile brought a grin to her face. Striding in, the both shared a brief hug and sat herself across from him at his desk. Feeling a bit suspicious of his sudden light-hearted and good mood, she thought it was time to ask. "So Syaoran, my dear, how have you been?"
He shifted slightly in his seat, but made no immediate response to her question. Leaning back on his chair, he shrugged casually. "Pretty much the same I'd say."
She arched an eyebrow unexpectingly and leaned closer. "Whatever do you mean, cousin dearest?"
"You know exactly what I mean Meilin." He slumped slightly, feeling too tired to talk about his problems at the moment, but he seemed not to be bothered much about it. Straightening, he sighed. "Betrothal dear cousin. Always the same."
She nodded in understanding, leaning back with grace. "Ah, marriage. A wonderous thing I'd say. Which elegant girl will you be choosing then?"
"None." He spoke too quickly, making his mind up for the very first time. With this decision, he had no regrets. He had not planned on marrying any of those common, so-called elegant and suitable woman. They gave him no interest and certainly, he was not going to spend his entire life with them.
"Whyever not? They are all very beautiful and acceptable..."
"That's the problem." He held back from snorting. "Tell me Meilin, has any of them ever interested you?"
"She gave him a questionable look. "What do you mean?"
He sighed. "I mean, have you ever thought of them as an interesting person?"
She thought for a bit and understood. "Well no...but.."
"That's the point." He interrupted her again. "It is impossible choose a bride when they all do not interest me."
"But." She continued firmly. "What does that have to do with anything? I am sure, marrying any of those beautiful ladies would suit your needs."
This time he let out the snort, causing her by surprise. "Beautiful they are, my dear, but they all have something in common. Would you like to know what it is?"
She nodded with curiosity.
"They all are arrogant." He spoke the words plainly. "Do you actually believe they want me becuase they love me Meilin? If I were a mere peasant on the street, they would overlook me faster than lightning. They don't want me my dear. They want the title, the money, the fame."
She now understood, understood his ways of thinking. No wonder he did not wish to marry, his thoughts are very intriguing, but unacceptable. "But Syaoran, what kind of girl doesn't want all those things? I'm sure every women in this land would want the same thing."
He sighed again. She wouldn't understand him. Nobody did. This was something he was to solve on his own. "Love. I will not marry also because of love."
She sat firmly in her seat. This man was absolutely insane. "Syaoran, I'm sure marriage would not include the need of...love..."
He shook his head wryly and laughed. "My dear Meilin. What kind of marriage survives without love? Do you actually think two people can stay together without feelings for one another? If I were to marry a random woman with absolute no interest in her, the land would be in ruins."
She stood up abruptly, finding it hard to understand this man. "I give up Syaoran! I have no idea what you want. You certainly do though, enjoy to confuse me with your ways of thinking."
He smiled at that. "Perhaps that is why I am so unique. My methods of this world has always differed from those who always think the same."
She shook her head lightly and curtsied with leave. He was an irritating man, but still, she loved him with her soul. All she really want for him was for him to be happy. Love, what an unsual thing to want. But what would she know? Love was something she never felt before either.
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The soft-ness of Sakura's pillow did not sooth her thoughts as she woke from last night's slumber. Her dreams were filled with that same face. Those brilliant soft red-brown eyes, that slick chestnut brown hair plagued her mind all night long. Drawing in a deep breath, Sakura let out a long sigh. How was she going to survive the day when all she could think about was him? He was on the verge of driving her insane, and she bet he knew it.
What really confused her the most was of course, was the sudden required meeting with the queen later today. That had boggled her mind also, but she really could not see the reason to have to see her. What had scared her was the thought that the queen might have saw what she had done in the gardens last day. That thought had nearly choked her as she didn't want to find out how furious the queen was capable of getting into. Shoving the thought away, she simply left her bed and got ready to leave.
Today, she and Tomoyo were to go and help out at the villiage gardens. The thought of seeing the sight of those wonderous flowers created a light happiness within her. What concerned her the most was the person in charge. Eugene Bullman was always a good and kind hearted man, that is, when he is not drunk. The thought of him drinking had made her shiver. He had never been mean to her, yet, the scenes with him and the others he beated had implicated a lot in her mind. Today, however, she was sure she might be the one who will get the beatings. It was difficult to concentrate, when a certain someone kept occupying her mind. Sighing lightly, she finished up and left to meet Tomoyo at the stables.
Syaoran awoke with a groggy moan. Sleeping was an impossible thing as he could only think of that beautious and astonishing woman. She plagued his dreams with such pace that he could not think. Today he was not up for the walk he had agreed to with Eriol. For some strange reason, he had wanted to see her again. Sakura. Her name rang in his mind with the most beautiful melody. This was confusing him too much. Feelings began before they could be analysed. What in the world was happening to him?
Not giving it another thought, he tried to clear his mind, but the kiss from the other day lingered on him like a never ending wind. He smiled at her reactions from that day. That somehow, made him want to do it again. Shaking his head from those obscene thoughts, he got dressed and readied himself for a tortured day with Eriol.
Working silently and pleasantly beside Tomoyo, Sakura couldn't help but focus on other things. She was clumsy with more then just the flowers. Not only did she drop everything she held, she had almost managed to sabotage a patch of the roses. Regretful as she felt, she could not bring herself to concentrate. No matter what she did, that face would always over ride anything else. She sooned believed it was impossible to focus anymore.
Her thoughts were quickly halted as she was jerked to the side. A small surprised yelp escaped her lips as she stared in a daze. Her eyes met the fury of those of Eugene. Sakura gulpped hard and watched him with frightened eyes. He gave her a glare and dragged her away from the others. Sakura could hear the distant plea of Tomoyo from behind. She was in for it this time.
Syaoran yawned as the two of them walked briskly along the dirt path. He felt weary and too tired to focus on anything important. That of course, caught the attention of his close companion.
"Whats the matter m'lord? You seem out of place today..."
Ha. Out of place was hardly the words to describe his current mood. It was more likely to be insane. He couldn't stop picturing that same auburn hair and emerald eyes. He thought he'd go crazy if he couldn't bring himself into focus. "It's nothing, really." He lied, which tasted bitter in his mouth. He hated to decieve people, but right now, he wasn't in the mood to discuss anything.
Eriol nodded, still a bit suspicious. But not caring much, he plastered a teasing grin and strode ahead. "So, see anyone that interests you yet?" He gave a wink and laughed.
Syaoran couldn't help but laugh along. This man was certain of himself today. But he only gave a wry grin back. "If I find out, you'll be the first to know."
His nemesis nodded with another teasing grin. "I hope that'll be soon."
Syaoran nodded as he walked off the path. He felt much better walking through the woods at this time.
Sakura watched in mute as the large man before her dragged her into the forest clevage. His grip on her wrist tighten and acused her to wince in pain. The faint smell of alcohol wispped passed her as she was dragged. He was drunk. That was not a very good sign.
Stopping, Sakura breathed with relief, but she was quickly taken back to fear as the man looked at her with angered blue eyes. She stood here silently, not knowing what to do or say. He was already drunk, and she had her precautions.
"Sakura, Sakura..." He started calming, pacing around her like a wolf on a prey. "Why, I did not have much trouble from you before. Why now?"
She felt herself tremble as he spoke. She wanted to reply, but could not weld herself to do it. She stood there oin silence, watching his anger grow.
With a quick flick of his wrist, Sakura went sailing to the ground, but not before she gave a loud scream of pain. Getting up from the ground, she watched him advance with widened eyes. She watched in horror as he raised his hand to strike again. "You bitch...I'll teach you to mess up my gardens." He muttered loud enough for her to hear, at the same time, filling her with more terror as she braced herself from the next blow.
Syaoran and Eriol wasn't far into the forest before they heard a scream nearby. Suspicious and surprised, they both ran towards the cry and believe it or not, what they say boiled Syaoran to the bone. It wasn't long before Eriol had the man's hand and he himself quickly made his way to the girl who he recognized all too well.
Sakura watched with a daze, the man who held Eugene's hand was familiar somehow. Yet, her thoughts were quickly interrupted as the man who helped her had caused her to stop breathing. It was him. The man who plagued her mind all day. Her eyes widened with surprise, then horror as she didn't want him to know what happened. Yet the glimpse of fury she say in his eyes wasn't something she wanted to see for it seemed to be a dangerous thing.
Eriol had the man's hand firmly in place, gripping it with might as she heard him yell with pain. "Now, why would you want to hurt a pretty lady like that?" He inquired sternly, showing a bit of anger. The man growled with pain but gave no answer. Eriol had a whiff of the man's alcohol and scowled.
Syaoran held her firmly against him and it was all she could do to not melt in his arms. She watched Eugene for a while, knowing fully well, he deserved what he got, yet she did feel a pang of regret, for this man was out numbered. It didn't matter to her, but she wanted to move, and leave before any permanent damage would be done.
"Who the bloody fucking hell are you?" He hissed, trying to pry away the grip Eriol had on him.
"Tsk tsk.." The knight spoke boredly. "One should not use such obscene words in front of higher authority."
"What the fuck are you taking about, you little wrench?" He growled again, the alcohol sturring more anger.
"Well, Syaoran, what do you think we should do with this incompetant man?" He turned to the other, but not before seeing the eyes of recognition on the enemy's eyes.
"Anything you wish." He spoke with compressed anger and dragged Sakura away with him.
She stayed silent the whole way, but gave him a curious eye when he stopped and stared at her. My god, what brilliant eyes he had. She was so mesmorized, she didn't hear the question he asked her.
"Are you alright?" He asked again, as he did not hear an answer from her earlier.
She nodded her head faintly. "Yes.."
"That's good.." He trailed, not knowing what else to say. He would ask her an incredible amount of questions if whatever happened before was to never exist, but he knew she must be too shaken to do much. "I'll take you back then.."
Before she could protest, he placed his mouth firmly over hers and devoured her with a kiss. Both of them seemed lost before he pulled away and took her hand with his and trugged back to the castle.
Sakura was so shaken, she couldn't do anything but let him lead her back. Not only did he cause her head to spin, but he had taken her breath away. How could one person do such incredible things to her?
Unwanted Daybreak
Deep chocolate brown eyes stared into the garden with absolute disgust. Her eyes narrowed at the scene which just passed before her eyes. How shameful it must be, for a Prince to kiss a...servant! Utterly impossible! She had seen no such things which would even consider a Prince to do such a devious act. Her scowl was hidden behind the fdelicate fan which was expertly and politely placed over her face. Something was a foot, and she intended to find out what it was.
Striding to the queen, she noticed the other's smile. My goodness! Has the queen gone mad? She should be furious with Syaoran's decision, but she stands there, gleefully and pleasant without any rejection. Raising a brow, she questioned her. "My queen? Is something the matter?"
The queen removed her glance from the window and stared upon the raven haired woman. "Of course not Meilin, what makes you think so?"
Meilin shut her fan quickly and widened her eyes slightly, more or less surprised by the queen's reaction. "My queen, you cannot tell me you do not approve of this? Surely Syaoran cannot even..."
The queen rose a hand to usher her silent, understandning very well what she had meant. "Please Meilin...I understand what you are trying to say, but I see nothing wrong with Syaoran's choice. Do you not see my dear? He is in love, and that is what he wants."
Meilin shook her head in dismal, shoving away a bang which fell to her brow. "I still do not believe it. If you'll excuse me my highness, but I wish to have a word with Syaoran myself." With that, she bowed with curtesy and strode off towards his chambers.
Queen Zaoan watched the young woman walk off with a sigh. She hoped Meilin will get much of her understanding from Syaoran soon enough. A light smile played on the queen's lips as she had the most wonderous idea. This time she will make sure Syaoran will be married, but not by force. Turning the other way, the queen gracefully walked off. Towards the servant's wing...
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Meilin stood outside of his lord's chamber and breathed heavily. She would know how furious he would get if she mentioned she and his mother had seen the happenoing in the garden. But she made it fully aware that she would not mention a thing. All she wanted to know was what he really wanted. Maybe then, it would be all clear.
Rasing her hand to the wooden door, she gave a firm and bold knock, then waited. The door was quickly answered by the handsome young man with bright red-brown eyes and chestnut-hued hair. His smile brought a grin to her face. Striding in, the both shared a brief hug and sat herself across from him at his desk. Feeling a bit suspicious of his sudden light-hearted and good mood, she thought it was time to ask. "So Syaoran, my dear, how have you been?"
He shifted slightly in his seat, but made no immediate response to her question. Leaning back on his chair, he shrugged casually. "Pretty much the same I'd say."
She arched an eyebrow unexpectingly and leaned closer. "Whatever do you mean, cousin dearest?"
"You know exactly what I mean Meilin." He slumped slightly, feeling too tired to talk about his problems at the moment, but he seemed not to be bothered much about it. Straightening, he sighed. "Betrothal dear cousin. Always the same."
She nodded in understanding, leaning back with grace. "Ah, marriage. A wonderous thing I'd say. Which elegant girl will you be choosing then?"
"None." He spoke too quickly, making his mind up for the very first time. With this decision, he had no regrets. He had not planned on marrying any of those common, so-called elegant and suitable woman. They gave him no interest and certainly, he was not going to spend his entire life with them.
"Whyever not? They are all very beautiful and acceptable..."
"That's the problem." He held back from snorting. "Tell me Meilin, has any of them ever interested you?"
"She gave him a questionable look. "What do you mean?"
He sighed. "I mean, have you ever thought of them as an interesting person?"
She thought for a bit and understood. "Well no...but.."
"That's the point." He interrupted her again. "It is impossible choose a bride when they all do not interest me."
"But." She continued firmly. "What does that have to do with anything? I am sure, marrying any of those beautiful ladies would suit your needs."
This time he let out the snort, causing her by surprise. "Beautiful they are, my dear, but they all have something in common. Would you like to know what it is?"
She nodded with curiosity.
"They all are arrogant." He spoke the words plainly. "Do you actually believe they want me becuase they love me Meilin? If I were a mere peasant on the street, they would overlook me faster than lightning. They don't want me my dear. They want the title, the money, the fame."
She now understood, understood his ways of thinking. No wonder he did not wish to marry, his thoughts are very intriguing, but unacceptable. "But Syaoran, what kind of girl doesn't want all those things? I'm sure every women in this land would want the same thing."
He sighed again. She wouldn't understand him. Nobody did. This was something he was to solve on his own. "Love. I will not marry also because of love."
She sat firmly in her seat. This man was absolutely insane. "Syaoran, I'm sure marriage would not include the need of...love..."
He shook his head wryly and laughed. "My dear Meilin. What kind of marriage survives without love? Do you actually think two people can stay together without feelings for one another? If I were to marry a random woman with absolute no interest in her, the land would be in ruins."
She stood up abruptly, finding it hard to understand this man. "I give up Syaoran! I have no idea what you want. You certainly do though, enjoy to confuse me with your ways of thinking."
He smiled at that. "Perhaps that is why I am so unique. My methods of this world has always differed from those who always think the same."
She shook her head lightly and curtsied with leave. He was an irritating man, but still, she loved him with her soul. All she really want for him was for him to be happy. Love, what an unsual thing to want. But what would she know? Love was something she never felt before either.
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The soft-ness of Sakura's pillow did not sooth her thoughts as she woke from last night's slumber. Her dreams were filled with that same face. Those brilliant soft red-brown eyes, that slick chestnut brown hair plagued her mind all night long. Drawing in a deep breath, Sakura let out a long sigh. How was she going to survive the day when all she could think about was him? He was on the verge of driving her insane, and she bet he knew it.
What really confused her the most was of course, was the sudden required meeting with the queen later today. That had boggled her mind also, but she really could not see the reason to have to see her. What had scared her was the thought that the queen might have saw what she had done in the gardens last day. That thought had nearly choked her as she didn't want to find out how furious the queen was capable of getting into. Shoving the thought away, she simply left her bed and got ready to leave.
Today, she and Tomoyo were to go and help out at the villiage gardens. The thought of seeing the sight of those wonderous flowers created a light happiness within her. What concerned her the most was the person in charge. Eugene Bullman was always a good and kind hearted man, that is, when he is not drunk. The thought of him drinking had made her shiver. He had never been mean to her, yet, the scenes with him and the others he beated had implicated a lot in her mind. Today, however, she was sure she might be the one who will get the beatings. It was difficult to concentrate, when a certain someone kept occupying her mind. Sighing lightly, she finished up and left to meet Tomoyo at the stables.
Syaoran awoke with a groggy moan. Sleeping was an impossible thing as he could only think of that beautious and astonishing woman. She plagued his dreams with such pace that he could not think. Today he was not up for the walk he had agreed to with Eriol. For some strange reason, he had wanted to see her again. Sakura. Her name rang in his mind with the most beautiful melody. This was confusing him too much. Feelings began before they could be analysed. What in the world was happening to him?
Not giving it another thought, he tried to clear his mind, but the kiss from the other day lingered on him like a never ending wind. He smiled at her reactions from that day. That somehow, made him want to do it again. Shaking his head from those obscene thoughts, he got dressed and readied himself for a tortured day with Eriol.
Working silently and pleasantly beside Tomoyo, Sakura couldn't help but focus on other things. She was clumsy with more then just the flowers. Not only did she drop everything she held, she had almost managed to sabotage a patch of the roses. Regretful as she felt, she could not bring herself to concentrate. No matter what she did, that face would always over ride anything else. She sooned believed it was impossible to focus anymore.
Her thoughts were quickly halted as she was jerked to the side. A small surprised yelp escaped her lips as she stared in a daze. Her eyes met the fury of those of Eugene. Sakura gulpped hard and watched him with frightened eyes. He gave her a glare and dragged her away from the others. Sakura could hear the distant plea of Tomoyo from behind. She was in for it this time.
Syaoran yawned as the two of them walked briskly along the dirt path. He felt weary and too tired to focus on anything important. That of course, caught the attention of his close companion.
"Whats the matter m'lord? You seem out of place today..."
Ha. Out of place was hardly the words to describe his current mood. It was more likely to be insane. He couldn't stop picturing that same auburn hair and emerald eyes. He thought he'd go crazy if he couldn't bring himself into focus. "It's nothing, really." He lied, which tasted bitter in his mouth. He hated to decieve people, but right now, he wasn't in the mood to discuss anything.
Eriol nodded, still a bit suspicious. But not caring much, he plastered a teasing grin and strode ahead. "So, see anyone that interests you yet?" He gave a wink and laughed.
Syaoran couldn't help but laugh along. This man was certain of himself today. But he only gave a wry grin back. "If I find out, you'll be the first to know."
His nemesis nodded with another teasing grin. "I hope that'll be soon."
Syaoran nodded as he walked off the path. He felt much better walking through the woods at this time.
Sakura watched in mute as the large man before her dragged her into the forest clevage. His grip on her wrist tighten and acused her to wince in pain. The faint smell of alcohol wispped passed her as she was dragged. He was drunk. That was not a very good sign.
Stopping, Sakura breathed with relief, but she was quickly taken back to fear as the man looked at her with angered blue eyes. She stood here silently, not knowing what to do or say. He was already drunk, and she had her precautions.
"Sakura, Sakura..." He started calming, pacing around her like a wolf on a prey. "Why, I did not have much trouble from you before. Why now?"
She felt herself tremble as he spoke. She wanted to reply, but could not weld herself to do it. She stood there oin silence, watching his anger grow.
With a quick flick of his wrist, Sakura went sailing to the ground, but not before she gave a loud scream of pain. Getting up from the ground, she watched him advance with widened eyes. She watched in horror as he raised his hand to strike again. "You bitch...I'll teach you to mess up my gardens." He muttered loud enough for her to hear, at the same time, filling her with more terror as she braced herself from the next blow.
Syaoran and Eriol wasn't far into the forest before they heard a scream nearby. Suspicious and surprised, they both ran towards the cry and believe it or not, what they say boiled Syaoran to the bone. It wasn't long before Eriol had the man's hand and he himself quickly made his way to the girl who he recognized all too well.
Sakura watched with a daze, the man who held Eugene's hand was familiar somehow. Yet, her thoughts were quickly interrupted as the man who helped her had caused her to stop breathing. It was him. The man who plagued her mind all day. Her eyes widened with surprise, then horror as she didn't want him to know what happened. Yet the glimpse of fury she say in his eyes wasn't something she wanted to see for it seemed to be a dangerous thing.
Eriol had the man's hand firmly in place, gripping it with might as she heard him yell with pain. "Now, why would you want to hurt a pretty lady like that?" He inquired sternly, showing a bit of anger. The man growled with pain but gave no answer. Eriol had a whiff of the man's alcohol and scowled.
Syaoran held her firmly against him and it was all she could do to not melt in his arms. She watched Eugene for a while, knowing fully well, he deserved what he got, yet she did feel a pang of regret, for this man was out numbered. It didn't matter to her, but she wanted to move, and leave before any permanent damage would be done.
"Who the bloody fucking hell are you?" He hissed, trying to pry away the grip Eriol had on him.
"Tsk tsk.." The knight spoke boredly. "One should not use such obscene words in front of higher authority."
"What the fuck are you taking about, you little wrench?" He growled again, the alcohol sturring more anger.
"Well, Syaoran, what do you think we should do with this incompetant man?" He turned to the other, but not before seeing the eyes of recognition on the enemy's eyes.
"Anything you wish." He spoke with compressed anger and dragged Sakura away with him.
She stayed silent the whole way, but gave him a curious eye when he stopped and stared at her. My god, what brilliant eyes he had. She was so mesmorized, she didn't hear the question he asked her.
"Are you alright?" He asked again, as he did not hear an answer from her earlier.
She nodded her head faintly. "Yes.."
"That's good.." He trailed, not knowing what else to say. He would ask her an incredible amount of questions if whatever happened before was to never exist, but he knew she must be too shaken to do much. "I'll take you back then.."
Before she could protest, he placed his mouth firmly over hers and devoured her with a kiss. Both of them seemed lost before he pulled away and took her hand with his and trugged back to the castle.
Sakura was so shaken, she couldn't do anything but let him lead her back. Not only did he cause her head to spin, but he had taken her breath away. How could one person do such incredible things to her?