"I..I want to be with her, I want to be with her for eternity!"
"Then prove it."
"Hai!"
"Sugoi..."
Bright rays of light glowed on the soft skin of a young woman lost into the glorious scene of the gold orb that arose over the placid desert kingdom during the morning. The young woman sighed gently, leaning against the balcony rails she clung to, letting the effulgent sun warm her blood. Smiling, the girl gently brushed the loose honey dewed locks of hair that dangled over her eyes, tucked neatly behind her ear. Mornings were the best time of day for her, refreshing and brand new, calming and soothing to her awakening spirit. The corners of her mouth pulled at her lips, stretching her arms as far as they would let her above her head, letting out a small yawn.
'You are Queen of Clow County now, Sakura'
Sakura gripped the cold railing of the balcony again, leaning forwards towards the dawning day in Clow. It was only three nights ago she was told that not only Clow was now in her hands, but that she must take up the position of her deceased brother. Sakura blinked slowly, her face somber as she drawled out the words she herself was still succumbing to.
" Queen. The queen of Clow Country..."
Really, three days is just not quite enough to yield yourself to being told something like that, she needed more time. Yet, time will slip through the cracks of your fingers like loose sand, she was limited to her freedom of thought and was forced to change herself to meet the standards of the situation, no negations and definitely no other way, it had to be done.
The emerald green eyes that once swirled with eccentric wonders of the world and pure innocence, soon molded into a gaze of equanimity, determination, and a surprisingly developed maturity that would seem unlike for a girl like her. Dropping her hands from the balcony rail, Sakura turned her gaze to the doors leading back into her palace, pushing down on the slim golden handle of clear glass arched door, hearing the click unlocking it and slowly swung it open to the dark serenity of her room. Before leaving the tranquility of her morning peace, Sakura looked one last time towards the gold sky mouthing a silent whisper in the air.
" Syaoran -kun..."
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" Syaoran-kun..."
" Syaoran-kun..."
" Syaora-kun"
" SYAORAN-KUN!"
Thrusting forward out of the small feathered bed, sheets and all, a tired young man's eyes snapped open in alarm, looking for the person who had shrilled out his name from his sleep.
Dark amber eyes fell upon a round white creature that sat on the knob of his knee, the small suspect waving cheerfully at the poor tired and misguided boy.
"Ohayou Syaoran-kun!"
Syaoran couldn't help but to smile at the over energetic white ball shaped creature, it was the only thing that kept his spirit upright daily while searching for the lost princess he let escape from his grasp three nights ago.
" Ohayou Mokona, is everything alright?"
Mokona's small eyebrows slowly moved together showing the true side of his heartsore feelings.
" Hai..Ii...well.. anou..."
Syaoran cocked his side a little, his eye brows raising trying to catch onto his small friends meaning.
" ...anou...Iie. ..Mokona misses Sakura-chan, Mokona wants to know Sakura-chan is alright because even if she is not present with us...Mokona can feel her presence in here..."
With that, Mokona raised his small white paw and tapped his round chest indicating towards his heart.
"--..and it's very sad presence."
Syaoran's back straightened sitting on the bed, listening intently to the vigorous but at times a very intellectual small creature.
" Sad?..."
" Hai. Very sad, as if Mokona can feel her heart breaking. But why, what is wrong with Sakura-chan, why is she so sad? What caused the very happy Sakura-chan this way? Mokona can't help but to feel very worried, what else can Mokona do?..."
Syaoran's eyes squeezed shut, pressing down the rising emotions that began to boil over inside him, not letting them sputter out, clenching his fists tightly until his knuckles turned white. The worse thing was, he didn't know either. He didn't know why Sakura was sad and it was infuriating that he could'nt provide the answer to Mokona, nonetheless, even himself.
Syaoran easily released his hands from being balled up and calmly let out a deep sigh through his nostrils, casting down crestfallen eyes upon the white creature whom had small beads of tears form at the corners of his slit eyes.
"Don't worry Mokona, we'll find Sakura-Hemi. I promise. We'll make sure we wipe away any tears she may have and we will seek that she is happy. I promise, I really do."
Mokona's small facial expression rose from its gloomy state as Syaoran softly patted his head in comforting.
" Syaoran-kun."
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" This is your fault...now all three of them are gone."
A tall man with jet black spiked hair and ruby red eyes glared intensely at the other man with silky goldish blonde hair that fell to the nape of his neck and loomed over his eyes, leaning against the old wall inside their temporary home.
" Hai, hai. But it was for a good reason."
" And what reason was that!"
For one of the few very rare moments, Fai's face went completely sober, no traces of playfulness or humor to be found in the emotions etched in his eyes.
" For the sake of love."
Nah, Kurogane wasn't feeling it. Instead a profusely large blood vessel began to throb at the side of the ninja's temple, becoming quite agitated with the wizard again.
" Your telling me, you let these kids, did you catch that? KIDS. Go loose in this world when, mind you, we were attacked when we first landed here and only the heavens know what they are running into now. It's been three days with no word of them, and may the forces so help you I will give you such a thrashing if anything happens to those kids. Even the white manjiu..."
Fai's blue eyes glowed and had a demented twinkle to them upon listening to Kurogane's parental side unleash in him, but overall quite surprised and equally amused by his feelings of no one supervising Sakura, Syaoran, and even Mokona!
" Wow, what a great daddy you are Kurogane-puu. I don't deserve to mother these children, good thing we have the strong hold of discipline like you in our family."
Kurogane confidently nodded his head in agreement, arms crossed over his chest, totally flying over what Fai had just said.
" That's right, and don't forget it, I am the one and only stronghold."
" Of course daddy."
...Wait, what? Oh, you sorry son of a--
Kurogane's face froze when he heard himself being called daddy again and finally caught on to the joke from Fai's cocky smirk. Kurogane's eyes quickly diminished as a dangerous red aurora surrounded his body, pulling out his long sword.
"Did you think that was funny? Do you want to see what I think is funny? My funny is not like ' Ha ha' funny, it's more like rip out your innards funny."
" Uh-oh, I think big daddy is having one of those fits again.."
" BAKA!"
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Pulling on a royal indigo robe with swirls of gold stitched around the collar and the cuffs of the large sleeves, Sakura looked deep and hard at the other self that reflected back off at her on the wall. Her monarchial attire that fitted her body perfectly, a slender silver dress with a dark purple hemmed at the bottom and around the neck, the robe masterfully hand stitched that fell to the back of her heels, the garland of purple flowers streaked with pink and white that crowned her head , and the stringed sandals tied to the top of her shins, just below the knee.
She felt beautiful but at the same time strange, for she did not know it was going to be this soon that she would be dressed and dubbed as Queen this early in her life. She dreamed, many times when she was a small girl, that first she would fall in love and be married to her shining prince, then they would rule the kingdom together and build a new line of blood to follow after them. Yet, this was only a childish fairytale that would be told at night before she would go to bed, it was only a every girl's wished story tale.
" Sakura-Heika, it's time."
A tall young man with silver blonde hair with thin spectacles surrounding his eyes, peered his head shyly through the large double doors leading to Sakura's room, eyes staring at the floor partly embarrassed, hoping he did not interrupt anything, and partly dreading what was to become soon.
Sakura turned her gaze from the mirror and smiled softly at the soft spoken priest who stood by her door, giving a nod of her head.
" Hai."
Yukito smiled gently back, but with a miserable feeling swelling inside him making him sick, that he was making his best friend's younger sister do this, especially now in the state she was in.
"Arigatou Gozaimasu, Sakura-Heika."
Sakura continued to smile as she watched the young priest walk away, wishing she could do something for him for everything he must be going through. Sakura turned one last time towards the large mirror and looked straight into the sharp green eyes that stirred with self-assurance and complete composure. She hoped she was going to make a decent queen of Clow.
Sakura walked up a long flight of stairs that led her into the bright daylight of the day that at first made her flinch her eyes closed then slowly opening them adjusting to her surrounding as her ears tuned into the roaring of the crowd below her. Well, it was now or never and Sakura walked towards the smooth black railing of the balcony once again, only to be greeted by the massive sea of people that grew even louder upon seeing her. Sakura's soft pink lips pulled into a large smile, feeling welcomed from her people of Clow, the thousands of them.
" Ohayou Gozaimasu, Clow Country!"
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Syaoran took a long bow to the couple that compassionately too him and his companion in for the nights stay and turned on a whisk to begin his search again.
" Syaoran-kun! Do you hear that?"
Mokona's little body perked up that was plopped safely on the young man's shoulder, an eyebrow raised as he tried to interpret the echoed roar that came from the side of them.
Syaoran's eyebrows burrowed together also listening carefully too, wondering what and where this equivocal noise came from.
" I think so. Do you th-"
" A ceremony."
" Yeah! That's what I wa- EH?!"
Syaoran took a jump forward from the deep voice that emerged from behind him, finding the dark ninja standing before him with his stone expression piercing right through him while a limped over wizard dangled off from his broad shoulders.
" Ohayou, Syaoran-kun!"
" F-Fai-san? Kurogane-san? Why are you here?"
Mokona's little cheeks rosed in sheer happiness upon seeing his best friends again, hopping from Syaoran's shoulder to Kurogane's head, making the ninja roll his eyes upward to glare at him.
" Get off white manjiu."
" Well, long story short, Kurogane-daddy got really mad when I told him that you and Sakura-chan were off on your own, he was even worried about Mokona! So we immediately set out to find you all! And I got oh so tired along the way and Kurogane was kind enough to drag me by my hair first, then finally put me on his shoulder!"
" Really?! Kurogane was worried about me?"
" Yup, uh-huh! Even you, who would'nt worry about you Mokona-chan?"
" Tee-hee, no one!"
" Tee-hee your so cute!"
Kurogane rudely interrupted the fluffy reunion from the couple out of complete impatience, growling out at Syaoran.
" Listen, kid. I have no idea what happened between you and the princess nor do I have the time to hear. All I know this world is not to be to trusted and it would be best to get out of here as soon as possible."
" But-"
" There is a ceremony or some kind of event going on down there, something to do with the Clow lineage, something like that for this world. Anyway, I got a good feeling princess may have something to do with it."
Syaoran's dark amber eyes slowly expanded as he looked from Kurogane to the direction from the sound was coming from, and immediately ran towards the direction stopping dead in his tracks upon standing on the cliff that led out to the scene of the Clow country, and as Kurogane had said, the ceremony that was taking place in the kingdom right now. Syaoran sucked in a deep breathe, his chest swelled with worry and his eyes shook with shock.
" Hemi..."
" Clow?...Were really in Clow Country this time?"
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" Citizens of Clow, I have come before you tell the grim news that you may already now by now."
The sea of people quickly hushed as the surrounding of the air turned melancholy, eyes downcast and tears beginning to brim eyes.
" Yes it is true, Touya-sama has left this world from us for an unknown sickness. It is best we honor his death and fulfill out his last wishes, building Clow to the great society he would want to see as my father would too. To accomplish this, I have taken the position passed down by the Clow family for centuries, and will proudly rule the country of Clow with the best of my ability."
Sakura took a moment to search through the faces of the crowd whom she had their full attention by now.
" So please, be patient with me. I may still be young, but...I promise! I promise I will do my best."
Pure silence lifted into the air, savoring every word their new queen had just said, then erupted with a wild roar with cheer, supporting their new princess now queen in everyway. Clow Country had accepted Sakura as their new ruler, and laid the trust of their civilization in her hands.
Sakura's apprehensive expression soon melted away with a new sense of euphoria, a smile beaming on her soft face as she looked side to side at the people growing louder with cheer.
" Arigatou everyone! Arigatou! Ari-"
The excitement that had uplifted Sakura, came crashing down all at once. The words she was about to say caught in her throat, causing her voice to disappear with no trace. The crowd's loud cries began to calm into silence again, watching their queen's state of mood take a turn for the worst, beginning to become increasingly worried with the situation.
Sakura's eyes were positioned on a particular face that only she could cite out of mass of millions of people, a face that only she knew too well. The piercing amber eyes, the loose ruffled locks of brown hair, and the kind smile that always made her heart melt.
" Syaoran!"
to be continued...
Wow peeps, it's been eight months since I last updated this story, nonetheless, any story. I am so sorry, I think I just got out of it for awhile, loosing my groove to write about Tsubasa , BUT, I didn't leave you hanging for like a year (snorts, receives immense glares all around) Okay, okay. I will not leave this story this long without updates again ( since I am almost done), plus, I have some plans on where I am taking this plot to. Expect more romance ( c'mon everybody squeal!) and a little more action, because this story may be ending at chapter eight so I can ( maybe, wink, wink) go into a new Tsubasa story!
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