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ON WITH THE STORY!
Present day (at least it was at the time lol)
Syaoran aged 18
Sakura aged 17
Tomoyo aged 17
Meilin aged 16
It was nearing ten pm in the Li castle, and the other kingdoms too for that matter. Li Syaoran was cleaning his sword, because tomorrow, he would issue a challenge to 'The Princess Of Swords' as he had been meaning to do for years, but he had done as his mother had asked, and had completed his training under the great swords master Wei.
Sakura, knew nothing about Li Syaoran holding the title 'Prince Of Swords', or Meilin holding the title 'Lady Of Fists'. She would soon find out however.
"Aren't you going to get some sleep?" Meilin said sarcastically.
"Yes, after I've cleaned my sword. We wouldn't want the princess to get any nasty infections now, would we?" he joked.
"You know Syraon, if she's as good as she thinks, and you end up in a stalemate, try to disarm her. I bet she has no experience in fist fighting, right?"
Syaoran looked up in surprise, he hadn't anticipated that. He was cocky and thought that her could beat her. He didn't have a back up plan. But now, thanks to Meilin, he did.
"That's a good point Meilin. I hate to admit it, but I hadn't thought of that."
Meilin smiled at him, "Auntie Yelan wants to see you too." Before running out of the room.
"CRAP!" Syaoran shouted, all that time he'd been gossiping with Meilin…'mother's going to be furious' he thought. He flung his sword onto his bed, and dashed after Meilin, boy was she going to get it once he'd seen his mother.
He found his mother in the dining hall (after exploring the numerous rooms in the castle).
"Ah, there you are Syaoran, I was beginning to wonder."
"Sorry mother, I didn't-" Yelan raised a hand to silence him.
"What are your conditions of the fight?"
"Open field. Each may bring one person to accompany them, they must not however step in at any time. They may only speak to them and receive advice. The winner either gets to kill the loser, or do whatever they wish with them i.e. taking them hostage. It will be a fair fight, no lies about it."
"Very thought out Li, I'm impressed."
"Thank you mother."
"Remember Syaoran, be careful. You have a back up plan, right?"
"Yes, if we end up in a stalemate position, then I will try to disarm her, rather than harm, then continue with fist fighting. I doubt she has such an advanced knowledge as I do mother."
"I agree, there has been no mention of her knowing how to fight without a sword. Good plan Syaoran."
Syaoran smiled.
"Good luck, son."
Syaoran walked out, there was everything to lose, he knew that he had to win.
He returned to his room, where Meilin was waiting.
"What did she say then?" she asked excitedly.
"She wanted to know the conditions, and if I had a back up plan."
"You know, you never did tell me, what are the conditions?"
He told Meilin the same as what he had told his mother moments ago.
She gasped.
"Who are you bringing then?"
"You." He replied simply.
She was excited.
"Why me, why not Wei?" she asked trying to hide her grin.
"Because If I have to use the back up plan, Wei will be no good to me. You are definitely more experienced in the martial arts than I am. You can direct me."
She jumped on top of him into what he supposed was a hug, but seemed like a rugby tackle, and was just as painful.
"Get off me, I can't breathe!"
She released him, and skipped out of the room to prepare for tomorrow.
Syraon fell asleep after changing into nightclothes, his sleep was filled with the consequences of losing.
'I must not lose…' he mumbled in his sleep.
A:n/ ooo…it's getting busy now isn't it? Hehehe next chapter will be up soon and please R&R!