My Fiancée
by: Wishes of an Angel
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS. This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.
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I'm sorry that it took me a very long time to update. A lot of things have been happening lately and school's just around the corner for me, so I've been busy. In some of the reviews that I have gotten, some people have been asking me to make some changes like make the chapters longer or adding other characters to it. I really would like to make these changes, but I can't do that now, due to the lack of free time that I have left. I'm very sorry for that, so please don't ask for more from me or this story. I'm trying really hard with this story as it is, and it makes me feel like not updating anymore if you ask for more than updating soon.
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Chapter 5 – Dinner is Served
Day 3
I sat impatiently on the sofa in the living room waiting for Sakura to come down from her room. I had already sent forty nine of my servants out in search of a fiancée for me. Of course, this was a big excuse of mine. By this day, what I really wanted was some time alone with Sakura. I had already planned an afternoon with her before we started the next lesson. When she finally came down, I walked up to her and bowed.
"Good afternoon, Sakura. It's a sunny day outside and I was planning on going to the beach today. Would you care to join me?"
"Well, this was a big surprise," she said. "Now why would I say no?"
"So you'll come?" I eagerly asked.
"Of course." She pranced a little in the living room, which I thought was kind of cute, and turned around to look at me. "Now don't tell me. You have your very own beach."
"Uh, actually, I don't," I said, hoping I didn't disappoint her too much. "We're going to a public beach."
"Well, okay then." She paused a little and asked shyly, "Should I get a swimsuit?"
I burned up a little at the thought of Sakura in a swimsuit, but I shook it out of my mind as quickly as it came in. I wasn't the kind of person to go obsessed over a girl in a swimsuit. Well, not yet. Anyway, I just wanted to get to know her more and I thought a beach would be a nice place to do just that.
"Oh, well, I wasn't really thinking about taking a swim. I just wanted to talk to you a little. You know, get to know you more."
"Okay, that's fine with me, too," she said cheerfully. "Let's go!"
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I had never been to the beach before so the whole scene was all new to me.
Sakura and I were trailing down the beach slowly, shoes in our hands. The water had a nice shade of blue to it. It felt wet and cool when it rushed up the side of the beach and passed my feet. The sand was nice and soft between my toes and the smell of the beach made everything ever more relaxing. The sun shone in the distance behind us, so our shadows were stretched out in front of us.
We were all by ourselves. It was silent at first, and you know how I feel about silence. I had to say something, but before I had a chance to speak, Sakura broke the silence first.
"I just…I just wish sometimes that I'd be able to have my memories back." Sakura looked up, her eyes following the movements of the clouds in the sky. "You know, so that I can remember my family and friends and just…what I have done in the past." She head drooped down despairingly. "But now, it just seems so…so hopeless."
I looked at Sakura sadly. "I didn't know you thought about your past so much. You seemed so cheerful all the time."
Sakura forced a smile, her bangs covering her eyes. "I guess I'm pretty good at hiding it, then."
I couldn't believe Sakura was saying this to me. I wondered if she had always felt this way, but kept it bottled up ever since she had lost her memories. It must have been difficult for her to live like that, and I never thought somebody could suffer so much. I had everything in the world like a home, a family, and my memories. I think one of the reasons why I have feelings for her is because she was strong enough to look pass this problem of that she had and continue to live on. For that I truly respected her.
"Sakura, is there any way that I can help you?" I asked helplessly. "Any way at all?"
"Oh, but Syaoran, you already have," she said in a reassuring voice.
"I have?"
She turned to look at me. "Yes, you brought me to your home, patiently taught me new things, and spent time with me, and for that I am grateful. I was always alone. I didn't have friends to talk to, a family that cared for me, and a home to call my own. There were times when I would think about this and just…cry. You have already done so much for me, Syaoran, so please don't feel that you need to help me."
I was still unsure about Sakura's feelings because this whole love thing was still new to me. I turned my attention to the ocean. "B-but I can't keep you in my home forever. I mean, didn't…didn't we agree that I'll find another fiancée. T-then, as a result, you'll be kicked out."
"Yeah," she whispered, slowly looking down. "About that…"
I turned back to her. "Yes, Sakura?"
Suddenly, she looked up, shook her head, and smiled. "I don't need a home. I already have something even more precious than that."
"And what is that?" I asked.
"It's a secret."
I stopped walking. I was wanted to know what it was. "Come on, Sakura. What is it?"
She stepped in front of me. "Not going to tell you," she said, placing her index finger in front of her lips and taking me by surprise by tapping it on my lips. My face started to heat up.
"Tag! You're it!" she exclaimed and then broke off into a run.
"H-hey! Come back here!" I called after her.
"You're it! You have to chase me!" she shouted back.
"Well then, you asked for it!" I yelled and started sprinting my way after her.
I dropped my shoes to make it easier for me to run and zoomed past all the people that were in my way. It was great to feel the wind in my face. I haven't run in years, so this exercise felt extremely uplifting, like a new door was opening.
As I got closer to her, she realized this and began to run faster, and boy, can she run.
When I reached up to her again, I stretched my hand as far as I could to tag her but missed. Finally, when I knew I couldn't reach her anymore, I took a huge leap of faith and jumped at her. She turned around and screamed and I landed right on top of her. Sand flew all around us and everyone around us stared. When the sand cleared up, our eyes met and a hint of color appeared on her cheeks. I slowly touched my lips with my index finger and gently placed that finger on her lips.
"Tag, you're it," I softly said and that certain color on her cheeks became even more apparent. After a few seconds of silence, I realized how awkward she must have felt, so I jumped up, dusted myself off, and reached my hand out to her. It took her a while, but she finally took my hand. When I pulled her up, she dusted herself off and said, "Well, you win."
The people on the beach were still staring at us and I could tell that there was nothing left for us to do. "So, I guess we'd better get home then."
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I waited in the dining room while Sakura was upstairs getting ready for dinner. My mother had said that on the fifth day, which was in two more days, we were going to host a dinner, so I thought it was about time Sakura practiced the proper way of eating. Hopefully it won't be too hard for her.
When she finally entered the dining room, dressed in a simple pink gown and high heels, I bowed and welcomed her in.
"Good evening Sakura. Tonight you will be taught how to eat properly at dinner while practicing the walking and speaking skills that you have learned."
"But isn't it dinner time for you and your mother? I wouldn't want to interfere."
That's right. The servants usually brought her food up to her room, so she probably thought that she might me interfering.
"No, we have the whole dining room to ourselves tonight, Sakura, so you don't have to worry," I said. "Now, let's begin."
I lifted my elbow, hinting her to take hold of it. When she did, I said, "This is how we will enter the dining room on the day of the party."
I guided her to one of the chairs as she walked slowly next to me. When we got to the seat, she let go of my arm and was about to pull out the chair herself, but I took the chair first. I pulled it out and gestured her to the chair with my other hand.
"I'm the one that will pull out your chair, Sakura," I said, as she took her seat.
"Thank you, Syaoran. So, what's for dinner?"
I sat to her left. "I'd thought you'd never ask," I said, clapping my hands. One of my butlers came in, placed a dish of steak in front of both of us, and walked out.
"Oh, wow!" she squealed. "That's one big steak!"
"Yes, this will be one of the foods that will be served on the night of the party. So, let's get started."
"Right," she said.
"It's yes, Sakura," I reminded.
"Yes," she mumbled.
"First, take the fork in your passive hand and the knife in you dominant had," I instructed as I did the same. I watched as she followed my directions.
"Good. Now, gently have the fork sink into one side of the steak, not all the way through, but not too close to the surface as well. When you have done that, use the knife to slice a piece. The farther away the knife is to the fork when cut, the bigger the piece you will have to eat."
I watched her pierce the steak with the fork in her left hand and began slicing a rather large piece with her right. Then I noticed that she was cutting near the side of the steak. Way near the side of the steak.
"Uh…Sakura, I don't think…" but I was too late. Her knife slipped on the side of the steak and she got frightened. With the fork still in the steak and her left hand wrapped around the fork, she swung to her left. The steak slipped off of the fork and splatted...right onto my face.
The steak slowly slipped off my face and onto my plate. I stared at her horrified face grimly, my fingers tapping on the table.
"I'm sorry, Syaoran," she apologized. "Let me wipe the juice off of you."
When she finished cleaning my face, I had to order three more steaks until she got it right. In addition to that, I ordered two turkeys, four fish, and three bowl of soup because she either didn't cut right or eat it correctly. I tell you, my friend, it was like a food fight in there because there was food flying all over the place, except there was only on person shooting all the food by accident and I was the target. Well, at least we just used one cake. One whole cake, that is.
When my mother came in after the lesson was over, she looked terrified.
"What happened in here?" she asked. "It looks like a war has just happened."
"Yes, Mother," I answered. "There was a war and thank goodness I survived."
End of Chapter 5
Well, that's Chapter 5. I'm sorry if it's short, but please bare with me. This story is drawing to a close soon, so please continue to read it until the end! Thanks!