Disclaimer: Cardcaptor ain't mine.

Nadeshiko, and during the happy years of their marriage, they gave birth to Touya Kinomoto. He proved to be a successful leader.

However, a few years later, when Touya was seven, Nadeshiko gave birth…to a girl. She was devastated, because she knew her child might not even live for twenty years.

They named her Sakura.

Over the Border: Chapter Two

Sakura Kinomoto stared silently at Syaoran as he continued to ramble on about how he refused to marry the princess. Sakura sighed. No matter how much Syaoran ad Sakura would protest, their parents rightfully held the decision to their destiny.

"I'm telling you, I have NOTHING in common with that girl." Li Syaoran groaned, "She loves her politics while I love my traveling. She loves pink, while I love green, and she absolutely ADORES her pet cat, while I go around murdering people in small, insignificant wars…you think we'll get along? You think our CHILDREN will get along?" Syaoran said infuriated.

Sakura felt it was time to set her case, "Excuse me, Li-sama, but, for one, I do not love politics, I love traveling around, seeing the nature; I do love pink, but which princess does not? You'll have a hard time finding a bride that does not like the colour at least a little; and I do not own a cat. I own the fastest horse in the country. And guess what its purpose is? Li-sama, I hate to say, but I have probably killed more people than you have in your own little self-absorbed life."

Syaoran was memorized by the anger and resentfulness in Sakura's voice for a second or two. Until what she had said finally registered in his mind, Syaoran scowled and sat down grumpily.

Syaoran sighed, and he stood up almost instantly, "Gomen. I guess I got a little harsh. Let me self introduce myself again, shall we?"

He held out his tanned and scarred hand, "I'm Li Syaoran – Prince of the Li Kingdom. And I am here, to ask for your hand in marriage."

Syaoran got down on one knee, and he held out a ring that was obviously carved by the finest and most talented, "Marry me."

It was a statement, not even a question of any kind.

When Syaoran had apologized, Sakura had found her heart beating faster…but when he had asked such a passionate question…almost emotionlessly, Sakura could take it no longer.

She turned around, and walked towards the door. With her back facing Syaoran, she said, "No. I will not marry without love."

And with that, Sakura whisked away to her own room. Syaoran looked back at the King, and he scowled, "Great. Just great. The girl just refused to marry me, King Kinomoto."

Fujitaka chuckled, "She's right you know."

Syaoran could only stare at the lingering spot where Sakura had refused his proposal outright. He could only stare.

…

7 years ago

"Ne, Syaoran-kun, what do you think you will be like when you grow up?" Sakura asked the amber eyed boy with a child-like innocence that was common around her age.

Syaoran snorted, and he replied, "A brave warrior fighting for my country in the war."

Sakura laughed, and started skipping down the pathway that was partially covered with thyme, "Such a cliché wish, Syaoran. I want to become a part of the infantry at war."

Syaoran raised an eyebrow, "War, you? You're a girl, Sakura, in case you haven't realized. And why the infantry, when you can easily get the position of the officer?"

Sakura playfully slapped his arm, and she replied, "I know, I doubt I'll be able to be fight…and if I was in the infantry, I'll be able to be with the people I love most, all my companions…being an officer has no meaning to me."

Syaoran grinned, "I swear I'll remember that."

The girl's laughter rang around the castle garden, "Arigato, Syaoran-kun."

And she found Syaoran's hand in front of her, urging her to take his hand. And she gently placed her hand in his.

…

Seven years later, Sakura thought, he doesn't even remember who I am.

He was probably an officer in the war already, ordering others to their death. It would suit his attitude and posture.

Sakura felt her eyes getting watery, and she hastily got out her handkerchief.

She will not cry over him…no matter what.

Sakura knew that in her heart, the marriage would destroy both of them. It would kill Sakura physically, and also emotionally. Syaoran maybe couldn't care less, but that was how Sakura wanted to keep it.

She dabbed her eyes with her handkerchief and turned around to begin walking back towards the castle.

And to her surprise, she found Syaoran, staring at her.

His amber eyes seemed to be questioning her, 'why are you upset'.

Sakura ignored them, and looked downwards.

"You owe me an explanation I believe." Syaoran said loudly, the silence around them echoing.

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End of chapter two

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A/N: ahh I'm VERY sorry for the late update. It is currently 10 past nine as I'm writing this author's note, with the bottom half of my computer screen frozen and a million msn convos opening up. I SWEAR the next update will be within two weeks, since I'm no longer busy (finally).