A Trapped Sakura
Chappie Seven
Authoresses Note: (Not sure if I just made that word up or not.) Oh well. So how are all you beautiful, wonderful people? You guys are sooo cool! I have 66 reviews!!! 66!!!!!. Not a single bad one!!! Life is good. I got to leave school early on Friday. It was great. Like, I didn't even bother going to second block gym. I just up and left. Sat in the main foyer for like forty minutes making conversation with the lady at the front desk, who really has no reason to be there. Don't you hate people who believe they know everything about everything? By the Goddess, those people are such arses! Or have you ever wanted to just laugh at someone when they get mad at you? Like, all the 7th graders at my school are horribly, horribly short. It's sort of creepy. I got nothing against short people, midgets rock, but short people who act like they are soo much better than you…. This one kid comes up to like my waist, decides to treat me like an idiot, so I laughed at him, and like pretended to measure him while laughing. It was great. My friend and her mom are so funny! One time we bought three extra go-cart tickets, and the people wouldn't let us return them, so we were pretending to sell them to random people. It was great. Yeah. The security guy was following us so we were waving at him.
Yeah so I'll stop babbling now. And to Moonspell, you're cool, but just to tell you, and everyone, I don't do drugs. I just find drug jokes hilarious. But it's still cool you were kind enough to care. Yeah, that last quote was from a song. Great song. Well, I love you all, and the twist, don't worry about it, there's no way it comes up that much, but it's really good. So REVIEW!!!! And ask any questions shout-out to Charice, you rock hun! This chappie goes to you and the ever-sensible Moonspell.
Enjoi the madness
-Kurai-Tenshi of Doom
Love you guys!!!!!
"Sakura! Sakura! What's wrong?" the voice came first low then loud to Sakura as her vision and thought swam in a thick haze back to her. "Tomoyo?" she squeaked, voice a high pitch. She became aware of the prince's room. "Yeah. What's up with you? You totally spaced for like ten minutes and like wouldn't talk to me. Are you feeling okay?" her eyes widened as if a sudden thought had struck her. Apparently a thought had for she voiced it only moments later: "Did you have another premonition?" she lowered her voice.
Sakura figured it was because a very grumpy Ying-Fah stood behind her. "No. I just…" she tried to think of what had made her space out. The gold book with the strange monster on the seal came back to her, and her mind screamed, trying to get her to register something about it, but all thoughts were scrambling. She shot up from the chair she had been placed in without her knowing. "The-the book!" she shouted eyes wide in panic. Tomoyo sat back from her crouching position next to her friend. "What book?" she asked giving her a very quizzical look. Sakura didn't bother to answer, but moved as if in a trance to the desk on the far side of the room.
Her shaking hands felt the coldness of the wood fiercely as she tried to sift thought the papers. It was gone. "H-Huh?" she stuttered utterly confused. The ground flew from under her, and she sunk to her knees. "Sakura?! What is it?" Tomoyo cried, bending next to her. Sakura shook her head. She stood shakily. "It's nothing Tomoyo. I'm just… hallucinating." She sighed and moved towards an impatient serving maid at the door. (That's Ying-Fah, just so you don't get confused) Tomoyo was left at the desk, bewildered by her friend's odd actions.
That night, Sakura found herself being shaken awake by a thick form. "Wake up little pretty. The prince wishes ta see ya in his quarters." The guard's bad breath wafted into her face and it helped her to wake up, no matter how disgusted she was. She sat up, giving the man a withering look. He stepped back to let her get out of bed. "What do you mean he 'wishes to see me'?" she asked, trying to push all foul thoughts from her mind. (I'm so bad .) The guard grabbed her arm roughly. He pulled her up, and she cried out. "Oh come now, you know. He 'needs' you."
Sakura's face paled a pure white, while it gained a bright red tint. She felt her legs weaken. "I refuse!" she cried indignantly. She looked to Tomoyo's bed, and saw they had tied her up. The girl was struggling, but her binds were too tight. "You're little friend won't be helping you tonight." He snarled. "Oh, and you will come, or I'll beat you to oblivion, you dirty little whore." His foul breath wafted into her face again. "Now you'll strip down and be walked to the prince's chambers, or you and your friend will just do your 'job' for me and my good buddies here."
He laughed, and she heard the other guards in the doorway snicker. She began to shake, but kept the fear from her eyes. She eyed Tomoyo bound and terrified before she dropped her head in defeat. "Fine. You win." Her voice was despondent. The guard laughed. "If you'll leave while I change." He lost his smile, but bowed to her, mocking. "Of course my lady. But you try anythin', and it'll be your head." He left slamming the door behind him. Sakura sighed and bent to give Tomoyo a few hopeful words. The girl relaxed slightly. Sakura stripped down and ripped off the bed-sheet ratty and moldy from her "bed". Wrapping it around herself, so it resembled a toga, she grabbed the dull knife used off of their dinner plate, now empty.
It was brought to them every night by Ying-Fah. She ripped off a piece of the bed sheet and used it as a strap to tie the knife to her upper thigh. If anyone tried anything…. Especially that despicable prince. She took a deep breath before she opened the door and thrust her head into the air to show her pride. She would not let scum like this drag her down. She was royalty, the High Priestess of Japan, a noble title, and none could defy her. The guard that had woken her up let out a low whistle. She focused her fiery gaze on him.
The power behind it made all the guards shudder, but one was brave enough to grab her arm and lead her forwards. They pushed her roughly through the halls making catty comments that Sakura chose to ignore. None of them dared touch her though. The prince had commanded it. If she were damaged, he said the man would pay with his head. They reached the hallway faster than Sakura would've liked. She attempted to gather her courage as they rounded the corner to the hallway. She noticed the guards at the door. They were armed and at attention, although this didn't stop them from giving Sakura a more thorough inspection that she liked. They both called some lewd comments to which she gave them a lewd gesture as she stepped into the dark room. (The middle finger is universal, after all this is my fic!)
She saw the prince bent over the desk she had investigated this morning, head in his hand, focusing more-than-regularly- intense eyes on something he was writing. His large hands were graceful when he wrote, for the pen seemed to glide over the paper. She cleared her throat, and re-focused to acting cold and commanding. She'd lost all respect for him after disgracing her as such. He lifted his head and faced her slowly. When he was fully turned around, his eyes momentarily bugged.
Almost in a second he'd regained his unemotional appearance. "Priestess? Is that you?" Sakura 'humph-ed' in response. He stood and began to walk towards her. All her instincts cried out to run. This, large, over-powering, imposing man was coming straight at her, eyes focused intently on her own. Sakura felt all her courage drain. She cowered, and moved back with each step he took. Her eyes were pleading, and this made him falter. "Don't be scared. What ever they told you as to why you're here is wrong. I merely had a few questions to ask you that could not be asked now that I am arrested to my room as of tonight." He looked upset, but seemed to shake it off. He held up his hands in surrender. Sakura remained terrified. The prince sighed.
Li was angry with himself. He needed this girl's help, and he was frightening her out of her mind. She'd obviously been told she was to come to act as his plaything, which he had no intention of. Well… actually, he had a need, but he needed her trust more, and taking her was not the way to gain it. But she stood there… in a practically transparent sheet that left little to the imagination obviously VERY well-endowed, and VERY beautiful, completely helpless and almost collapsing in fear. He sighed and ran his hands thorough his hair.
He needed to focus. He let his eyes meet hers again. "I'm going to give you something to wear, okay?" he spoke to her like a child. She nodded, still obviously afraid. He moved slowly backwards to his ironically small dresser and opened one of the drawers. He settled on an old tunic. Judging her slight stature, he figured it would fall well past her knees. It was after all big on him. He turned back around and walked carefully back to her, stopping well-away. She looked to the tunic. He threw it to her gently and she caught it perfectly.
He turned his back to her and waited. He heard a rustling as she pulled the sheet off. He wanted to yell at his body and its' reaction, but it was impossible. As he heard the sheet fall to the ground, he started. There was an immense wave of power generating from her. His body froze. This was the most amount of magical power he'd ever felt in his whole life. This was… mind-numbing. He whipped around, glad she was finished dressing. "What was that?" he demanded.
She shrunk back. "What?" she asked, obviously confused. He noticed with her clothes on, he felt nothing from her. Just the aura of power that usually hung around her. That was also a tremendous power, equal only to Eriol's. But this other… it made Eriol look like a simple herbs man. (Not even a real kind of magic, although still awesome) she looked completely clueless, so he kept it to himself. He gulped subtlety as he took notice of her.
If possible this was even more attractive, and he felt a sense of pride well in him when he acknowledged she was wearing his clothes. Her face was turned towards the ground, in embarrassment. He moved closer to her, and he was glad when she didn't flinch. She faced him, eyes meeting his. "I have a few things to tell you. First I am currently trapped in my own room for objecting to my evil father. Second, I am planning a very secret uprising against him." He'd always been rather blunt, not liking chasing around the point. Her eyes were wide in shock now. "You don't.. Like your father?" she asked, voice growing in strength.
Li growled. "I despise him. He is an evil, conniving man, who needs to be terminated. The reason I'm telling you this, is because I need you and your friend's help. I need your magic, Sakura, to help me fight my father's. Only you and Eriol, and possibly I can stop him before he goes insane and destroys all of the free world." His eyes darkened ferociously. Sakura's vision wavered. She was completely exhausted. "Why do you need me?" she asked. "Your magic and… I should save that for when you trust me more. But I warn you. If you tell anyone about this without my advisement, I shall have you killed. My word will be taken over yours so don't think you can report me." Sakura shook her head.
"No! I won't report you! I owe these people nothing!" "I guess, if I can get my country back and all my people freed, I will help you." She stood straight. "Agreed. Our countries will remain allies." She nodded to assure her agreement. "Don't bother telling the other girl. She'll find out eventually. Now then. Next piece of business. My previously mentioned evil father has made you and the other girl mine and Eriol's personal whores." He waited for this to sink in. It did, as she noticeably drained of all color. "This was not my idea, but I assure you, you will not be used as such by either of us. But, with this you will be kept in my room, only needing to tend to me. Same with your friend. I'll try to protect you. You see there are many subjects who call for your death, because of the hatred for the Japanese."
She seemed less frightened at his assurance. "You won't touch me?" she asked. Something in him stirred but he answered: "Not unless you wish it so." Something in her eyes glimmered, that gave him some hope, but it died. She yawned. His eyes softened, and he offered his bed. She gave him a suspicious look. "If you leave the guard's will attack you and rape you. I know those bastards well enough to know a pretty girl like you walking around in a sheet won't get very far.
She paled again, but blushed. He found this odd. "You said I'm pretty…" she mumbled. He almost cursed his mistake. "Come now, get into bed. All will be well in the morn. Your friend will find out from Eriol about her placing." He ushered her to his bed and she crawled in. He felt like he was her father, by tucking her in and such. She just seemed to need to be taken care of. She cast tired and happy eyes up to him.
"Thank you, Li for being so nice to me." He looked away from her and nodded. He sat on the edge of the bed, until he heard her breathing mellow out. Sighing he looked back to her. Celestial beauty…. He just couldn't resist. He moved to the other side of the bed and slid in over the covers. He moved closer to her, as close as he could get without having to pull her into his arms, and watched her sleep. She turned towards him, and he sighed again, happily this time. He drifted off at some point, completely unsure when, and not caring that sometime during the night Sakura wrapped herself around him.....
Authoresses Note Two: Whew! Eight pages! Wow! Cool! My longest chappie yet! And it was slightly romantic. Yes, dirty little Li . But, still cool. And slightly romantic! Love you all, and please review!!!!!!!
"Questions on those alcohol pamphlets are always the wrong questions. It should be things like: "Do you ever run naked thorough meat stands screaming: "I am the other white meat!" "
Doesn't really make sense, but still hilarious!
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