Yes! It's here! It's the fourth chapter! This one was somewhat hard to write…since I've got the following parts almost written already on my mind…but I had to connect that with this so that wouldn't happen to quickly…….. . IF YOU UNDERSTOOD THAT, YOU'RE A GENIOUS!
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Also, some chapters will be told with Sakura's point of view…others' with Syaoran's…so that it's more interesting for everyone! Yay!
IMPORTANT NOTE! READ! : I know that my fic is somewhat peculiar, since such time period didn't exist, (at least not that I know of), China had dynasties and Japan a feudal period. JUST FORGET THAT IS SO FOR A WHILE. Imagine it's just two medieval kingdoms, the kind you would think of when someone said "medieval". GOT IT? RIGHT!
REMEMBER THIS: THIS STORY IS SET IN MEDIEVAL TIMES.
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"..." - Talking
italic font – Thinking, flashback
... moving scene
(...:A/N: ...) – Authors Note
Tea and cookies
Sakura walked inside the Cherry Castle carefully. On one of her dress pockets, there was a big piece of bread (bigger than her right hand spread out), some cookies, and in her hands was a tea cup, filled with tea of course, wrapped in cloth. She knew she must walk slow and cautious, otherwise the tea would be spilled on her lovely navy-blue dress. And she didn't want that.
"Princess!" she looked at Syaoran gasp. "What is this you bring? Here, hand it over to me…"
She smiled.
"Hi, Sholan! Here, careful, it's hot."
She looked at his curious face and giggled. He was so cute when he was confused!
"OW!" he gasped, and put it carefully over the small table.
She pointed at it.
"Have that first…yes, you can take the cloth."
He removed it carefully, sniffed it, sipped itand handed her the cloth.
"T…tea?"
"Yes!" she smiled "I thought you might like something warm…it's so cold outside!" she rubbed her arms "You'll be wondering why it's covered with cloth…well, for two reasons. One, when it was handed to me, it was too hot to carry it bare-handed! And secondly, I didn't want it to get too cold!"
He frowned
"You mean keep its warmth."
"Yeah, that."
He looked at her in a way Sakura couldn't, just couldn't, understand. Was it sarcasm…or surprise? Or disbelief?
"What's wrong?" she asked
"Oh…well, I guess, it never...uh, occurred to me that you might bring tea for me. "
Sakura sighed sorrowfully at Syaoran's comment.
"You mean you thought I was a spoiled princess."
"What?" he blinked twice, what on earth was she talking about? "I don't know what you mean. I never thought that."
He was speaking the truth. She was always being so delicate with him! Giving him small things to make him happy…
"Here's your bread." she handed him the bread quickly as she shook her head to shove the thought away.
"Thank you, princess." He took the bread happily and bit it. "Princess," he then said carefully.
"What is it?"
"I wanted to thank you for the bread.-"he was cut off
"It was nothing…-"he cut her off then.
"Look at me, princess." He grabbed her chin so that their eyes were aligned, his fixed in hers "I would have never thought you are a spoiled princess. Never."
There was something, perhaps in the way he spoke, or moved her chin towards him, or looked at her honestly and earnestly that soothed her. But not enough.
"Once…once, someone told me…I was a spoiled brat…" she spoke slowly, looking at her feet, not daring to look at Syaoran's eyes, blinking back tears "And that I was nothing like my mother, Nadeshiko."
She rubbed the wetness in her face, still heartbroken.
"I try, Sholan, I try…" she couldn't keep herself any longer and wept on Syaoran's shoulder.
Syaoran himself froze at this. He blushed deeply, (had he ever blushed this deep?) and brought Sakura forward, (meaning, not on his shoulder any more) because he was so embarrassed. Before she could think of anything bad to make her cry again, he said honestly,
"I think your mother would be proud of you…very." He said, and learned about how quickly Sakura would smile again.
"Do you think so?" it was a frail whisper
"Indeed." he blushed a few times, he wasn't used to being certainly so courteous, especially Sakura.
She rubbed the tears from her face to reveal a small, bitter sweet, smile.
"And you are one well raised gentleman."
Again, he blushed. But Sakura just thought his pale skin was looking fleshier and clapped once.
"Sholan! Your face is looking so much better!" she smiled "Was it the warm tea, perhaps?"
"Yes…….euh, yes…" he stuttered "The tea that… was it. Thanks, princess. Again"
Sakura beamed.
"We mustn't forget the cookies! Here," she said, as she took from her pocket a small bag filled with handmade cookies. "These were made by Tomoyo…!"
As Syaoran reached for the bag, he smiled warmly.
"Thank you, Princess,"
"Sakura."
"What?"
"You can call me Sakura."
Syaoran looked at her in both surprise and fascination…
"Sakura…" he whispered "Thanks."
Once more she smiled and left on the cherry wood table in her small Cherry Palace the cookies, the bread and the tea, turned around, looked deeply at Syaoran's eyes, and said,
"'Bye, Sholan" she smiled "Take care."
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