Chapter 1: You are the reason
Witch-Mistress-Animaru/Pure poison
It was a very warm night... when everyone in Tomoeda was supposedly sleeping... but no. There was chaos everywhere you look, people running for their lives, trying to save all their possessions...
But there is a person who remained calm beneath it all... Prince Syaoran. He was eyeing the people with intense dislike and disgust. He was happy to see them scurrying like ants away from the threatening fire...that burned all their houses away.
Beside him, Prince Eriol looked at the townsfolk pitifully.
Poor people...
He looked at his half-brother sulkily.
He dare do this to his own kingdom? Where have I gotten myself to this time?
Eriol wasn't a born prince. He lived with his mother in one of the gutter streets in Tokyo. They transferred to Osaka when life in Tokyo became a lot harder for them to afford. Then just 2 years ago, in her deathbed, his mother told him that he was the king's elder son...
And he gathered up the courage to talk to his supposed father. It cannot be denied... He was the spitting image of the king, except that the king had no spectacles, and had gray hair instead of navy-blue ones that he had.
Even though he was 2 years older than Syaoran, he can't be king someday. He wasn't legitimate... Syaoran was.
He couldn't believe to himself what kind of person his brother was. He was cruel and mean. He had no care for the people...
Will you ever change...brother?
Then, he noticed a pair of green eyes staring at them fixedly. If looks could kill, Syaoran and he would be dead now.
She was pretty, that was granted, but Eriol liked the cowering girl beside her better. Amethyst eyes, ebony hair...she was in shock. Eriol resisted the urge to come forward and comfort her. She turned to look at him, and their eyes met. She was beyond lovely...she was Enchanting...but she turned away, and hurried after the girl with emerald eyes, who continued what she was doing.
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Syaoran looked at the people with disgust.
Dirt! Filthy people of the society...You deserved worse!
Then, a girl caught his eyes. Auburn hair, emerald eyes that sparked fire looking at him.
She was flaring with anger, it was obvious to him. She intrigued him...and yet looked so vulnerable for him. He refused to meet her eye that was trying to catch his stare...
For the first time in his life, he, Prince Syaoran, felt guilty of what he was doing... He refused to look at the girl for fear of feeling a strange emotion to him...
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Sakura was miserably trying to save all her Aunt Sonomi's possessions.
To hell with royalty! They don't give a damn...
She stopped when she saw Tomoyo cowering in a corner. She helped her cousin up, and together they tried to save several things home.
Sakura wasn't totally bothered. They could earn all this...in time. But the house...what will happen? Where will they go?
Sakura was totally strong... her father died a year ago, in serving the army, and her brother was currently in jail for stealing food...a bit of stale bread for them to eat.
She went to school in rags, for that was all they could afford, the struggling, once well-off family of Kinomoto. All their riches went to taxes...to basic commodities. Sakura might have given up her dreams if not for her brother who insisted she should continue studying.
She stared furiously to the Crowned Prince—Li Syaoran.
Cruel Prince, more like... Sakura thought dully in her head.
He was no fit for a prince, Sakura added insultingly.
She picked up several things and ran away from the fire, picking up everything she saw in the way. She pulled Tomoyo away, for the poor girl was still in shock. Running frantically, she looked for her aunt in the crowd.
"Let's go, Aunt Sonomi..." She said, catching her breath.
"B-But...where, my dear... We have nowhere to go, Sakura."
"Just follow me," She muttered before pulling the two away from the hustling crowd.
She ran fast, holding in her hands what she had saved on the way.
They stopped at an empty corner beside an inn.
Exhausted, Sakura dropped the several things she had saved.
She pulled on a musty blanket above them... to keep them shelter.
"S-Sakura...are you sure of this?" Tomoyo asked somewhat uncertainly.
She sighed. Looking at the two, she knew they weren't used to this life...she wasn't either, but was forced to adjust when—
Sakura quickly dismissed the thoughts of her brother in jail.
"It's the best we've got for now, Tomoyo..."
She pulled out a piece of crusty bread and broke it into three parts.
They ate quietly. Tomoyo's tears were streaming, but she stopped it abruptly.
Sakura handed her aunt a small water jug and she drank a bit.
She then passed it on to Tomoyo, and when it was her turn, there was barely enough water to drink.
She breathed heavily. Her throat was dry...but there was no time to complain.
Her aunt was damned good to keep her. This must be her way of thanks...
"Best you two sleep now...you've got classes tomorrow...Still, life must go on..."
Sakura shook her head.
"No—you two sleep, I—I keep watch." She said before shushing the two away to the moldy blankets that made up a rather pathetic bed...but still, it provided comfort.
"Sakura..." Her aunt started but she just turned.
Moments later, she heard no more sound. The two were already asleep. Her tears fell silently to her cheeks.
If only we could leave Japan...But where would we get the money to do so?
She stared blankly in the dark sky, the sparks from the remnants... the debris—ruins of the burnt houses flickered within it...it was the saddest thing she saw in her life, and yet, Sakura's thoughts were drifting afar.
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Touya and Sakura raced downstairs.
"Kaijuu! Come and catch me!" A 12-year old boy was shouting from below, while a 5-year old girl was after him, in small steps.
"I'm not a kaijuu! Oniichan... wait out!" She shouted in her shrill voice.
"You two, stop it..." An elderly man said from the driveway pavement.
"Otousan... Oniichan is teasing me like HELL!" Shouted the young squirt.
"Your words, Sakura..." Fujitaka grimaced.
How can such a young child say those things?
"Gomen ne, Otousan..." The girl bowed at her father before she was lifted towards the car.
A voice snapped Sakura back to the present.
"Sakura, are you awake yet?" Sonomi's voice drifted towards her quietly.
Panicking, she quickly dried her tear-stained cheeks.
"A-Auntie? I-I..." She was surprised when Sonomi hugged her.
"Poor dear..." She muttered.
Silence...
Just then, Sonomi jumped and pulled Sakura.
"Come with me, Sakura..."
They stopped just where there was no smoke. The sky was clear...and the stars were bright more than ever.
"Look at them...aren't they beautiful? They are much like us..."
Sakura didn't answer. The sight was breathtaking.
"They are delicate...sparkling above us. That is what makes them stand out, and be beautiful for us..."
Sakura turned.
What was she leading on?
"What I mean, Sakura, is, it is not bad to stop being a toughie sometimes...and sometimes, being weak but true makes us stand out... and be beautiful for our loved ones..."
Sakura was shocked...
"It's okay; dear...you can count on me..."
There was silence except for the sobs of Sakura...
A/N: Hi there guys, been loads busy here...yah know, high school stuff and all... Well, quite a short start, but still... long stories begin with a short idea, ain't it? Well, I've told you about this a long time ago... here it is! Kinda outta this world but still, I'm doin' my best to make my plot work for me... I story-tell it to myself and I've found it amusing... and it makes me proud of my imagination for once...LOLz It makes me wanna stop doing Beloved Enemy, bwahahaha... coz its plot is way loads cool, and not boring... believe me guys, you ain't gonna be bored with this... It's gonna make a quite great upturn...Bwahahahahahaha! I'm evil...See ya next chappy! But anyway, I'm off to college so I don't know how long the intervals of my uploads with me... And my PCin my brother's mercy... Guess I'll see you, guys...