A Trapped Sakura

Chappie Six

I can't believe how many of u love me!!!! I'm sooo happy!!!! Yeah, um… sorry about the delay. Sort of REALLY busy. Like three million freakin' English projects due. School smells. Like today, in Gym, I decided to play my own game of dodge ball while everyone else played volley ball, and all the kids yelled at me when I dodged all the balls. (Hah! I said balls!) Yeah. Tyranny!! Damn you all. In English class ALL I did was surf the net with my friend Pietrzak, possibly the most awesome person in the world. We're stealing all the signs off the walls and putting them in my friend's locker while she's suspended. Her whole locker is COATED in signs. Tis great. Welp, this is going to get a titter slow, so try to bear with me! I love you all!

-Kurai-Tenshi of Doom

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The girls' were led down many dank steps towards a large cavernous kitchen that made the rooms they had just come from seem like they existed in another dimension and not this horrible place. Sakura sneezed as a result of all the dust clouds they were raising. They zigzagged down many flights of stairs before coming to a small closet-like room, if not a little more gracious with its size. There were three cots with ragged quilts spread over them, patched, dirty and worn. A very small weathered nightstand with an unlit candle. The rest of the room appeared to be dungeon-like. There was very little light. The large woman snorted. "Bet it's no Barbarian castle." She eyed them grimly. "You'll work for the royals like the dogs you truly are. From now on, you mean nothing. Your existence is to serve." With a casual flick of her hand, she ushered them inside.

"As of yet, you are to stay here while I bring you both some working clothes. Those rags are much too eloquent." She laughed at her own sarcastic joke. She slammed the door behind her, and both of them heard the clicking of the lock. Tomoyo turned to Sakura. "What happened? I heard the prince took you from the dungeon." Her eyes held their usual gentle glow, but Sakura knew her friend enough to see through her optimistic façade to her true fear lurking in the deep shadows of her eyes.

Sakura played her friend's game. It wasn't fear unless they acknowledged it. "I don't know. My whole mind is kind of blank, but I hurt like hell." She sighed and placed a hand on her throbbing forehead. She sat roughly on the slim cot, cringing at the stiffness. "Look. I know this is the worst predicament we could get into, but right now we need to do what we can not to place ourselves into a worse situation. I guess we'll just do the work, and only do what is appropriate. We need to let them think we're safe. When they stop watching us, we can try an escape. Until then, it's only us. We're the only thing we have Tomoyo. We need to stick up for each other." Sakura's normally bright eyes were dark, her nativity towards the world lost at the moment.

"Will do." Tomoyo nodded, aware of her friend's pain from the loss of her father and family. Tomoyo was slightly relieved she had no family left to loose, although it was still her homeland and her people. It seemed the future held many things for them that could either make them or break them. Both friends' eyes met and melted together, each trying to share the other's pain and fear, all fake optimisms lost. Only harsh reality was confirmed.

"Li, I've never seen you so friendly." Eriol said cheerily, his usual mood about just about anything. "Are you ever depressed?" Li shot moodily. Eriol's smile remained glued to his face, almost in an animated way. "Answer me you prick." He replied, eyes half-closed in his usual way. "You saved her. Normally nothing but you matters. She's just a priestess." His tone was ominous, but his face a look of pure happiness. "You bastard, don't pull those thinking questions on me. I've assessed my actions, and deemed them right. After all, you get another whore, so what do you care if I'm 'friendly' towards one?" his eyes focused onto his friend's. Despite the rude actions and demeanors, they had been stuck together since day one. Li was yin and Eriol yang.

Eriol's father had been a very powerful sorcerer, and both had been brought to China after the death of Eriol's mother, and Eriol's birth. "Ah, yes, my dear friend, life is good." Eriol leaned back slightly nodding. Both were in the courtyard of the training camp for the young soldiers, watching in a bored fashion as the boys tried to best each other in hand-to-hand combat in front of the prince and mighty sorcerer. Too bad neither was watching. "She is very beautiful…" Eriol trailed off, obviously dreaming of things Li prayed he didn't share. (.) "Very fiery though, hm?" he added, slightest trace of a frown in his eyes. Never on his face.

If anything, Eriol needed more help than Li with his emotions. He was so wrapped up in being a devious, naturally happy person; he'd lost all true feeling along the way. Li remained silent, as was typical. Eriol shot him a confused look. "So. Your father has yet to decide if they shall be our whores, or just slaves am I right?" he asked, all seriousness. (Well, as serious as he can be with a half smile on his features.) Li leaned against the wall in back of the bench both were perched on. The day was bright and sunny, and the countryside beckoned him with its' seducing serenity. "Correct. Although I will have it seen that both are protected. They are essential to…." He trailed off, looking around them.

There was a wide berth between the slaves around them. Almost like a ring. He leaned closer to Eriol. "The uprising." He lowered his deep voice only slightly. Eriol lost his smile completely. "Has all been arranged then?" he asked, tilting his face casually towards his comrade. Both focused intense gazes, showing nothing, onto the boys to appear as if they were discussing them. "No. I still need the key. Without the sacred magic of Clow, your great-grandfather-" he added, not removing his stone gaze, "I need it to restore the power of all. The gate shall be opened and all will return to normal. This damned curse will be lifted." His voice filled with a slight anger, but it was controlled quickly. He leaned back, to signal the conversation was over, with none the wiser.

"EEKS!!!" Sakura shrieked as, once again, she slipped and spilled the bucket of water all down her front. Tomoyo sighed and pulled her friend up from her pathetic puddle on the ground. "I don't know if your dress will dry now or not." She said, slightly mocking disapproval. Ever since awkward child-hood Sakura had been clumsy, aloof. Tomoyo, of course was always there to pick her up.

"Sakura, it's been three days now, and still we do chores. There's been no summon from your magic prince, and I begin to worry we were put-off." Tomoyo's brow creased. She leaned heavily on the mop. Both girls' were mopping the great hall, a daily duty. They were not yet accustomed to the hard work, the grueling pain, and the hunger, but there was the hope of the prince summoning them. "Tomoyo, keep your head high." Sakura panted. She quickly mopped up her puddle she'd left and began again.

Ying-Fah approached them, her mouth set in a straight line. Not like her pasty features ever resembled anything to look like a smile. "Princesses, you are promoted. In a sense. You have been moved to clean royal rooms. Sakura, you to the prince's room, and Tomoyo, you to Sir Eriol's. You're not to be seen by either of them. Not unless they 'request' it." She waggled thick hairy caterpillar eye brows in lewd suggestiveness. Tomoyo looked ready to scream, and Sakura sighed, attempting to tell her friend not to attack the poor woman. She truly wasn't that bad. She watched them like a hawk, and swatted anyone who teased the girls'.

Compared to the other girl's masters, Ying-Fah was a saint. Sakura would have certainly been whipped for her clumsiness. She shivered, hating the cruel Chinese ways. A fierce hatred still burned in her. She wished all of them dead. It was only her upbringing of peace and forgiveness that stopped her from attacking random people with random objects. (I do it all the time… .) After all, she had to take her own example. She told Tomoyo to obey, so she must as well, no matter how much she died inside. Ying-Fah led them out of the main hall and up grander flights of stairs. The whole castle was placed precariously on a mountain-side; the back end facing beautiful countryside, impossible to attack from, and the sea and front side faced a sheer two-hundred foot drop into the sea.

The castle had many levels. The servant's quarters was only a third's down to the bottom. There were rumors of ancient magic chambers in the very bottom, but no one had ever tested these rumors. Except the king. 'Maybe, a few answers were down there.' Sakura mused. They arrived in a familiar hall, well-lit and decorated lavishly. Sakura noticed two rooms. The larger one at the very end of the long hall was Li's she knew. The other must be Eriol's. Ying-Fah commanded that Sakura to wait as she led Tomoyo inside and briefed her on her chores. She then led Sakura to the end of the hall. Sliding open the door, she gently pushed the frail girl inside.

"Now, you are to gather all dirty articles, re-arrange anything needing to be re-arranged, make the bed, dust and sweep. I want this room to sparkle. You have three hours. You will take this as well with your other duties. So hurry." She warned. Shooing her off, she left Sakura to the large room. She merely looked around in awe before starting her work.

Wiping her brow, she sighed pleasurably. She had finished in only an hour's time. The prince was very clean. She as only to dust and sweep, and make the bed. This took almost no time, as Sakura was used to cleaning up after Toya. She sighed, sadly this time as her eyes filled with tears at the memory of her brother. She shook her head to clear it, and set herself into a do-or-die mode.

She decided to look around a little. After all, she needed to know her enemy. Moving to his large bookcases on the very far side of the room, she searched the titles. Reading had never held much interest for her. She was literate of course as were all royals, and she could easily translate the Chinese script. Moving again slowly, eyes taking in all she could, she came to a desk. 'He's a hard character to read.' She thought to herself, noticing there was nothing in the room to indicate what he liked, or how he thought, or anything. A sharp rap on the door caught her attention.

It was Ying-Fah, she could tell by the woman's thick frame. As she moved away, something on the desk caught her eye. It was a gold and red book. Glancing towards the door, she quickly shoved aside a few papers and caught a full glance. She gasped. That symbol! She knew it! But from where? The question pounded her mind, as the seal of Clow glinted up at her, as if trying to re-kindle her memories. As her mind reeled for answers, she was hit hard, a blackness sweeping majestically through all her conscious thought. She cried out as she was pulled down into a world of nothingness and everything went blacker than night.

Author's Note 2: YAY!! Longness! It's great! Welp, hope u enjoi, and just so u kno, there will be a HUGE twist that will drive you insane!!! MUA-HA-HA!!!! Yep, not till the end tho. But maybe if u pays attention, u can figure it out. Although I doubt it. Hah! Luv ya all! REVIEW ME PLEASE!!!!

"Why is marijuana not legal?

Why is marijuana not legal?

It's a natural thing that grows in the dirt.

You know what's not natural?

80 year old guys with hard-ons.

We're dedicating all our medical research to keeping the old guys erect, but we're arresting people for smoking something that grows in the ground."

-Underwear Goes Inside The Pants, Lazy Boy (great song!!)

-Kurai-Tenshi of Doom