This girl in my class keeps sending me hate notes.

Because I think she's a lesbian.

Not really.

The Story That Never Ended

Chapter Three

Kinomoto Sakura stood in front of the door, uncertain of what awaited her. Her fingers itched to turn the gold handle, yet her mind wished of nothing but her warm cottage in the woods.

Finally getting a hold of her emotions, Sakura grabbed the handle and pushed it open.

Inside was a large laundry room, with dozens of water basins and racks filled with a wide variety of different garmets. There were quite a few maids bustling about, hanging up and taking down, scrubbing and washing, folding and ironing. Sakura meekly stepped in, afraid that she had the wrong room.

Walking up to the nearest maid, Sakura tried to act as politely as possible. "Excuse me, miss, but-"

The maid suddenly shot up from her basin. "Kinomoto Sakura-sama, it is a pleasure to meet you!" The other maids heard this and saw Sakura, bowing respectfully. Sakura stood in shock.

"Ehh, you don't have to bow," Sakura croaked. She had never been respected in her life, let alone have a whole room of women bowing to her.

"Kinomoto-sama, I am glad that there is finally a woman with a heart at this castle. We have heard about you," she whispered, all the maids gathering closer, "but we didn't think that Li-sama would actually call for a peasant to be his... girlfriend."

Sakura laughed. "Girlfriend?"

The maid sighed. "Well, we certainly shan't call you what we usually call his women."

Sakura smiled. "I'm glad to have made some friends already."

The maids chorused laughter. "I am Chiharu," the first maid spoke, "and this is Rika, Naoko..."

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Sakura, after meeting all the maids, was rushed up to her room with hundreds of different dresses to try on.

"You must look spectacular for Li-sama tonight! If not, well..." Chiharu trailed off, untying the back of Sakura's current dress.

Sakura gulped. She knew very well what would happen.

"But no need to think about that now! I'm sure that this dress will be perfect on you." She held up a misty rose gown with jade green and cream colored embroidery. Sakura gasped at its beauty.

"This is beautiful! But I could never wear something so gorgeous-"

"Nonsense! You're one of the most beautiful girls Li-sama has ever chosen! I can only think of one other that came close..."

Sakura inhaled sharply. She knew who they were talking about.

"As a matter of fact, you two are much alike-"

"Could I please try the dress on? It's so beautiful," Sakura interrupted, purposely leaving the maid no choice but to surrender the subject.

"Of course, Kinomoto-san," Chiharu beamed. She slowly took off Sakura's outer peasant-like clothes and carefully fitted the dress onto Sakura, rambling about random things the maids did in the castle. Sakura listened intently, coming to the conclusion that Li was going to be fat, ugly, and rude.

"Oh, Kinomoto-san, you're beyond gorgeous!" Chiharu said ecstatically.

Sakura turned to the mirror. The gown was gorgeous on her. The fit was perfect, the color suited her beautifully, and she felt regal in it.

"Please, Chiharu-chan," she whispered, "make me look this beautiful every day."

"But what other way to present the most beautiful angel for Li-sama?" Chiharu chimed.

Sakura, for the first time after Tomoyo's death, thought of her life... content.

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"The third fork goes on the...left?" Sakura asked hesitantly. Chiharu sighed as she stood from her spot on the long dining table and waked over to Sakura. "You have a lot to learn, Kinomoto-san," she sighed happily, placing the third fork on the right side of her plate.

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Five hours later, Sakura sat in her new room, even more nervous than when she first left her house. She was to meet Li-sama soon.

Chills were sent down her spine.

Finally, a knock was heard on her door. She muttered a welcome to Chiharu, who held a brush.

"Your hair could use a touch-up," she whispered, smiling slightly. Sakura only looked down at the ground.

Oh, Kinomoto-san, please cheer up," Chiharu whispered, brushing Sakura's hair delicately.

Sakura emitted a soft smile. "If only Li-sama were blind..."

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"Ladies and gentlemen, may I present Kinomoto Sakura-san of Kyoto, Japan."

The two gigantic doors in front of her opened slowly, revealing a large room decorated beautifully with a long table in the middle of it. Seated at it were many different men and women, most of which looked born for royalty. Sakura carefully walked inside the room, afraid that she looked like a fool.

"Please have a seat, Lady Sakura," a young man said politely, pulling out a chair around the middle of the table. Sakura thanked the man and sat down slowly. There was a large man with a graying moustache to her right, Yelan-sama to her left, and an empty seat in front of her. She was somewhat ungrateful to have Yelan-sama next to her, but was quickly began to converse with her, finding nothing else to do.

"Ladies and gentleman, the prince, Li Syaoran-sama!"

Sakura looked up from her lap toward the doors. What she expected was not there.

Her presumtion was beyond opposite.

Instead of fat, he was well built. Instead of a spoiled appearance, his clothes were slightly laid back and less formal than her own. And instead of ugly...

He was NOT.

With amber eyes that sparked like the sun, yet held a mischevious glint to them, and so many more things that made him beyond handsome, he was more than she had ever imagined.

"Evening," he smirked, sauntering over to the table. Yelan rolled her eyes, causing Sakura to giggle silently. "Syaoran, you could show some respect," she chided.

"Sorry, mother," Li-sama laughed, sitting down in the chair across from Sakura. She looked down to her lap and wished that he would never even notice her.

"And who, mother, is this beautiful lady sitting next to you?"

Sakura kept her eyes glued to her lap, hoping that Yelan-sama was sitting next to a girl on her left side, too.

"Ah, yes. This is Lady Kinomoto Sakura," Yelan said pleasantly. Sakura huffed slightly and looked up to greet him, but was paralyzed by his eyes.

He smirked. "A pleasure, Lady Sakura-san." Li-sama gently grabbed her hand and kissed it lightly. Sakura felt the blood rush to her face.

"The pleasure is mine, Li-sama," Sakura forced. Li-sama lauged. "Call me Syaoran. Li-sama makes me sound too old."

"O-okay."

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steals sister's cookies

there you go.