Disclaimer: I do not own CCS Clamp owns it. I just use the characters for my evil purposes. I also do not own Mika, she belongs to my cousin.


Comments: Here's chapter five. I'm not following the five review rule anymore. I'm never going to get those five reviews. If people other then my two faithful reviewers ever start to review then I will go back onto the rule. But not now.

This chapter didn't take me long to write, maybe just a week compared to like the three weeks it normally takes. Let's just say this chapter was done December 11th and started December 4th. But it hasn't been posted until now because well it's a Christmas present. Chapter Six which should be up January 1st, is well, your New Years present.

So without further wasting your time, enjoy.


Chapter Five
Tomoyo's POV

I lay in bed trying to sleep as my husband, Eriol, already slept. To me it just seemed as if something was different, not right. Something had changed and I could feel it. The earth was telling me that something was different, that someone was coming this way. I didn't know who it was because I couldn't see his face but the leather gloves he wore with the crest of the Li Family had shocked me at first sight in my dream. Eriol never had these dreams or visions and I didn't want to get his hopes up that someone from the royal family was alive.

Finally not being able to get any sleep I slid out of the bed and stood up. With a last loving look at Eriol I grabbed my amethyst silk robe and pulled it on over my nightgown. I left the bedroom and nodded to the guards outside the door. I was safe as long as I stayed in the vicinity of where there are guards. But I wasn't about to do that. No, it was high time that I find out who the man is and why he's here. To do that I would need to find a certain friend of mine and go into the tunnels. I walked into the room next to the one I shared with my husband and stared at all the wonderful clothes. A dreamy sigh left me as I looked at the clothes that I would kindly 'force' Sakura to try on the next time she visits. But instead of heading towards the dresses and beautiful clothing I headed towards the section with the pants and blander clothing. I shed what I was wearing and pulled on brown pants and a green blouse. I slipped into brown boots and grabbed my daggers. I left the closet and headed down the hall to my personal bodyguards room. I knocked and within seconds she was at the door opening it to let me in.

"Is something wrong milady?"

"Can you get dressed and come with me somewhere?"

"Of course, give me a minute."

When she came out again she was dressed in her customary black and her dark brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail. Her katana was at her waist and her arm guards held two shurikens each. We left her room and I lead her towards where one of the tunnels entrances is. I looked around and easily broke the lock on the trap door. I jumped down into the tunnel and Mika followed me. She raised a hand a glow of light came from it as she pushed her hand palm outward, forward. The fireball levitated in the air and it lighted our way.

"Careful Milady," Mika cautioned, "We are not alone."

"I know that Mika. We're here to find out who this person is."

"Of course Milady."

It was easy to tell that she was confused but I didn't bother to give her an explanation. She would find out sooner or later. I held my hand up finally and motioned for her to stop. The fire flicker and went out and I peered around the corner to look at the man leaning against the wall muttering to himself. A fire was at his feet and he threw something down onto it without looking. He wasn't wearing the gloves but I could see them lying on a cloak a few feet from him. I cursed silently as my foot his a rock and sent it flying towards the wall he leaned against. He stood and I heard the distinct sound of him taking his katana from the saya. He looked in our direction and moved forward a few steps.

"Hello?" He called softly but loud enough for me to hear, "Michiru?" He asked and then shook his head. "It's too early. They won't be here for a few days."

The name 'Michiru' sent a bell ringing in my head. It was the name of the oldest girl in the Li Royal Family. She had disappeared along with her husband; their bodies had never been found. It can't be. I stepped forward lightly and waved Mika off as I turned the corner.

"Syaoran?"

He gasped, "Tomoyo," My name fell off his lips in his shock.

"Your alive and from how you asked if I was Michiru I assume she is also."

"Yes," he said almost breathlessly and I smiled at him.

"You look like you need a bath and some hot food. Come on, Mika can you go ahead and inform the kitchen and get a servant to make up one of the bedrooms for Prince Syaoran?"

"Of course Milady."

"Oh and make sure no one tells Eriol. This will be our little surprise until Princess Michiru shows up."

"Dually noted milady," Mika said and left in a flash of fire.

"Where have you been?" I asked calmly as he retrieved his stuff and put the fire out.

"I've been working at the Eastern Kingdom base in the Western Kingdom," he told me and I frowned. "Michiru has been working at the Eastern Kingdom as the Captain of the Guard," he looked at me with a smirk. "I believe she and Prince Touya are in love."

I couldn't help it so I squealed, "Kawaii!"

Syaoran grimaced and glared at me. I merle smiled at him and continued to lead him to the opening. Once there he took my by the waist and lifted me up to the hole where I grabbed the edge and climbed the rest of the way up. He used his power of wind and appeared beside me looking worse for the wear. His clothes were muddy and stained with dirt. His pants were wet and there were a few holes in his shirt. I sighed and led him down the hall and into the kitchen where the cook waited with some food from dinner he had heating up.

"Don't tell anyone he is here, do you understand me?" I hissed and the man nodded as he wrung the towel he held in his hands.

"Milady," Mika said as she walked in, "The room is ready."

"Thank you Mika, can you bring the Prince there and make sure he gets some clothes," I told her and left the kitchen heading to my own room. "Eriol," I said when I saw him open the door getting ready to look for me.

"Where have you been?"

I waved my hand, "I went for a walk because I couldn't sleep."

"Okay, well come back to bed."

"I will, I just need to change."

"Okay."

"Oh and Eriol, I want to have a ball this weekend. Remind me to tell my mother in the morning at breakfast."

"Will do."

Sakura's POV

The person guarding me was moving around in the outer room and I resisted the urge to shout and claw the woman's eyes out. She had been looking at me all day since I had arrived, like my falling in love with someone was a sin. That was the only information I had managed to get from the servant who brought me my food. So what if I fell in love with someone, this someone is a King, well soon to be King. I don't understand what the problem or even how my father found out. I stood when I heard footfalls outside my door and the door opened without a knock to reveal my angry father.

"How do you explain this?" He asked and handed me a letter.

Dear King Kinomoto,

It has come to my attention that while your daughter the crowned Princess Sakura has fallen in love with a peasant in our lands. We are sorry about not being able to keep more control over who your daughter sees but we could no keep an eye on her at every moment of the day. The bodyguard we gave her was stupid enough to bring her riding in the countryside so she met this peasant. (Your Captain of the Guard had taken ill which is why we had given your daughter a new bodyguard). Once again we are very sorry and most disgusted at this development. We suggest that as soon as your daughter arrives back into your care that you keep her shut up in the palace so that she cannot run off with this man.

The Elders Council of the Western Kingdom.

I knew the second I read it that it was false information and that the elders had not written this. I looked up at my father and flung the letter into the grate of the fire. My father stared at me and I only shrugged.

"The Elders did not write this letter," I said and knew he wouldn't believe me.

"At this point in time I'm more inclined to believe the elders then my daughter."

"I'm so glad to know that you love me father," I said with a tone of sarcasm.

"Explain that letter to me, how could you fall in love with a peasant?"

"A peasant? The man I fell in love with is not a peasant. I can prove it to you if you if you let me," I pleaded and he sighed.

"I'm sorry Sakura. You and I both know there is no proof and well I've already betrothed you to someone."

"What? How could you? You always said you'd let me marry for love and now your going back on your word."

"I'm sorry."

"We both know your not."

There was a thud suddenly from outside the room and the door opened revealing Michiru and a woman I don't know. Michiru and the other woman were clothed in a the uniform of the Western Kingdom. Black pants with a single green strip up the side of each pant leg. A black shirt with the green insignia of the Royal Family of the Western Kingdom and Michiru wore the gloves that only the Li royal family wore. My father turned around and looked at her with a sneer not even seeming to see the insignias.

"King Kinomoto," the unknown woman said with a surprisingly light voice. "May I introduce to you, Princess Michiru of the Western Kingdom."

"The Li Royal family is dead."

"Your mistaken," Michiru said and showed him the necklace she wore and the insignia on her gloves. "Now, as Sakura said we can prove to you that the man she fell in love with is not a peasant."

"Michiru, where is Syaoran?" I asked and she smiled at me.

"At our cousin's palace," my brother said appearing at the door with his friend Ken.

"Tomoyo's?"

"Yes," Touya said and looked at our father.

"You know King Kinomoto, since you won't let us prove it I guess I'll have to do this," Michiru said and brought a vase down over his head before he could react.

He fell to the floor unconscious and Ken laughed, "You just realized you probably started a war?"

"So what? As long as we get Sakura and Syaoran married then he won't be able to do anything. We don't need the kings blessing, we'll get Queen Sonomi's. She's related and as long as someone who is related gives the blessing we'll be fine," She defended.

"That will also work for us," Touya said with a sly look at Michiru who blushed.

"Your getting married?" I squealed.

"No, Touya is just joking."

"I'm not joking," Touya defended and Michiru hit him over the head.

"Uh do you think we could leave before the king comes to?" the unknown woman said.

"Right, thanks for reminding us Gina," Ken said and Touya motioned me through a secret door.

"Touya," Gina said, "Weren't you suppose to have had a meeting with your father?"

"We did and of course he didn't believe me and left early to go talk to Sakura."

Two and a Half Days Later

We walked into the front hall of the palace and Queen Sonomi came out to greet us in a quite a rush. From what I could gather from the servants rushing around my cousin Tomoyo had decided it was 'high time for a ball', their words not mine. She hugged me and Touya and we returned the hugs as she looked over at Michiru still sporting the Li crest upon her cloves and uniform, though they were hidden in the folds of her cloak. I don't think she changed at all the two days we had traveled but it didn't matter, it's not like we stopped at all. We went on through the night to in Touya's words 'Save Syaoran from being bored'. Tomoyo came running down the stairs behind Sonomi and instead of heading towards me she jumped at Michiru who had to put her hands out to stop Tomoyo from hitting the deadly weapons under the cloak.

"Milady," Michiru said in a quiet voice and it was then I noticed she no longer wore the gloves, "I would hate to see my weapons kill you because you would rather jump me."

"It's good to see you again too Michiru," Tomoyo said so only a few of us, not including her mother, could hear. "Syaoran is in one of the guest rooms," Michiru smiled in understanding. "Sakura, you look so Kawaii!" She squealed suddenly and suddenly I found her dragging me behind her. "You have so many clothes you need to try on, but you need a bath first."

"Michiru," I called behind me, "help!"

"Sorry Princess Sakura," She said standing on ceremony, "But I can't help you this time, I'm needed with Prince Touya."

"Dammit," I hissed as we reached the top.

"Sakura," My brother shouted, "such language is not to be heard from a lady."

"Yes Touya."

We both knew he was only doing this because he had too. He didn't like ceremony as much as the next man but he had to follow it at times when he had to act royal. Michiru smiled at me and gave me a slight nod that told me she would find me when she was finished. I let Tomoyo lead me away from them and we entered her closet moments later. She pointed at something and I repressed a groan at the sight of those four racks of clothes and two trunks that were placed into a corner. Easily said, it was going to be torture.

"Hoe!"

"Kawaii!"

"Do I have too?"

"Yes, not go try them on we don't have a lot of time until dinner. Plus I need to decide the dress your going to wear to the ball tomorrow. Hmmm, we also need to get one for Michiru, think she'll wear a dress?"

"She better," I replied and smiled at Tomoyo for a moment, "Make sure though it's in her color range."

"And what colors are those?"

"Red, black, silver, white, navy blue, amber, brown, jade green."

"Umm, well I'm sure if I can get her measurements tonight I can get a dress made by tomorrow. Let's see I think I already know what fabric and color to put it in and no it's not black or brown or white for that matter. White is for when you get married. We can also cancel out silver because it's to close to white but she can still…"

"Tomoyo, shut up. What do you want me to try on first?"

"The ball gowns, that pink and white on at the end. I think you'll be so Kawaii in it."

Oh god help me now.


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