Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Please, be my Princess ❯ Chapter two ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I don’t own Cardcaptors.


There’s another person from the series with different American and Japanese names.

Layla Mackenzie/ Kaho Mizuki- Kaho






Chapter two

Sakura woke up to the sound of her brother yelling. She could hear her father trying to calmly talk to him. Sakura looked over toward their voices. Madison was sitting in the chair next to the bed, watching the two men. Sakura reached over and tapped Madison’s arm. Madison gasped turning her head to the princess. The two men still didn’t notice her.

“What happened?” Sakura asked, barely above a whisper. “You don’t remember?” Sakura shook her head. Madison sighed. “Your father is making you marry…” Madison’s sentence trailed off. That was all it took. All of her memories in the throne room came rushing back.

Sakura sat there in a trance. “Are you okay, Sakura?” Sakura slowly turned her head towards her father and brother. Fujitaka was still calm. Sakura burst into tears. Fujitaka and Touya looked at her in alarm. Touya rushed to his sister and pulled her into a hug. Sakura buried her face in his chest. Sakura could sense her father right behind Touya. “You-You lied to me! You promised I could marry who I wanted!” Sakura’s screams were muffled by her brother’s chest. Fujitaka sighed. “I know, Sakura. But if you marry Prince Mark, there’ll be peace between our kingdoms.”

“She’s too young to marry at all,” Touya snapped.

Sakura continued to sob into his chest. She never thought she would actually be happy that he’s overprotective. Fujitaka sighed. “She’ll be sixteen on her next birthday.”

Fujitaka looked at Madison. “Have the chef fix some breakfast for Sakura.” Madison hurried to the kitchen. Fujitaka turned back to his daughter. “After you’re done eating, you will pack enough for the month. After you finish, we will leave.” Touya looked at his father. “I’m going too!” Fujitaka shook his head. “No, you have to stay with Kaho. She’s do any day now.”

“She can go with us!”

Fujitaka shook his head. “Kaho is on bed rest. If she goes, she could go into labor. There wouldn’t be anyone there to deliver the baby,” Fujitaka tried to reason. “Can Madison come?” Sakura asked. Fujitaka nodded. “She already packed.”

Sakura’s sobs turned into hiccups. Madison walked in with a tray of food. Fujitaka and Touya left. Sakura slowly ate. She was trying not to start sobbing again. Madison saw this. She slowly started to rub her friend’s back. “It’ll be okay, Sakura. Maybe you’ll like him.” Sakura shook her head. “NO! I will never like him! He’s our enemy! He probably wants to marry me because my family has so much power…” Madison was just barely able to hear the last part. Sakura pushed away the empty tray. Madison picked it up. “Start packing. I’ll be back shortly to help,” Madison said walking out the door, tray in hand.

Sakura sighed, getting out of bed. True to her word, Madison returned quickly. “Sakura, why don’t you change into a nicer dress?” Madison asked her friend. Sakura shook her head, continuing to pack. “Why not? That’s one of your everyday dresses.” Sakura looked at her friend. “That’s exactly why I’m not going to change. I don’t see why should change for a man I don’t love.” Madison sighed. She helped Sakura pack.

They walked to the main hall, where Fujitaka and Touya stood waiting. Touya hugged his sister while Madison put their bags into the carriage. “I know you’re upset. Kaho thinks father is making a mistake, too,” Touya whispered into her ear. Sakura nodded slightly, getting into the carriage. Her father was already inside. Madison got after her friend.

Sakura just sat there as the carriage started to move. She was determined not to talk or look at her father for the whole journey.

~*~*~*~

Mark was searching his closet for something to wear. A couple hours earlier the messenger returned with the king’s approval. He was excited to finally meet the beautiful Princess Sakura. He finally decided on an outfit and turned around. He saw his personal servant walk out of the bathroom. He gave a low bow. “Your bath is ready, your highness.” “Leave,” Mark ordered walking pass him.

The servant sighed, walking out of the room. He was just happy he didn’t have to stay and help him dress. “Hey, Syaoran!” Syaoran looked at his friend. A boy with glasses walked up to him.

Syaoran started walking again, his friend walking next to him. “What do you want, Eriol?”

“Where are you going?” Eriol asked. Syaoran glanced at him. “Gardens. I want a little peace and quiet before the princess gets here.”

Eriol nodded. “I know what you mean. It has been hectic around here ever since the messenger returned. If the princess is anything like the stories, she’ll never like Mark.” Syaoran nodded his agreement.

Eriol and Syaoran walked the rest of the way to the gardens in silence. Syaoran walked over to a cherry blossom tree. He sat down, resting his back against the trunk. Eriol sat beside him.

“Do you think she’s as beautiful as they say?” Eriol quietly asked. Syaoran shook his head. “Of course not! No one can be that beautiful. She probably isn’t as kind as they say either. Royalty is never kind to their servants. You can say one small word and they’ll beat you to an inch of your life.” Syaoran’s eyes clouded over as the memories came rushing back.

Eriol sighed. “Not everyone is as cruel as Mark,” Eriol explained.

“Maybe not. They still wouldn’t treat you like a friend.” Eriol nodded his agreement.

They sat there in silence until Syaoran spoke up. “I’m going to be her servant while she’s here.”

Eriol looked at his friend strangely. “But I heard she’ll be bringing her personal servant.” Syaoran nodded. “Her servant will be fixing her bath and choosing her clothes, or anything else inside the room. I’ll be bringing her breakfast and making her clothes get washed, or anything else outside the bedroom. Mark is hoping that if he gives another servant, she would be more willing to marry him.”

Eriol nodded in understanding. “That’s okay, he never did like you. I’m sure she’ll treat you better.” Syaoran nodded in agreement.

“Come on, the princess will be arriving any minute now.

Syaoran nodded standing, his friend following. They walked back to the palace. Everything was completely quiet. The only people still in the hallways were the servants preparing the guestrooms.

Eriol and Syaoran quietly walked to the throne room. They managed to slip with no one noticing they were late.

Soon a man walked in with a beautiful young woman following him. Another young woman followed closely behind the first. Syaoran stared at the beautiful young woman. Syaoran leaned over and whispered into Eriol’s ear. “Eriol, remember when I said no one could be as beautiful as the rumors say?” Eriol nodded silently. “I was very wrong.” This time Eriol nodded in agreement. Syaoran didn’t realize that his friend looking at the young woman with long, dark hair.

“My dear princess,” Mark paused. Sakura just stared. Why did her father agree to such a thing? It was obvious that this man was evil. She snapped out of her thoughts when she felt him take her hand. She watched as he lifted it to his lips and kissed it.

Syaoran smiled seeing the disgusted look that crossed her face. Eriol saw it too. Mark was the only one in the throne room that didn’t see the look.

“I have a personal servant for you, princess.”

Sakura shook her head. “No, I have my personal servant with me.”

“I see that. He will escort her to the servants’ quarters. There, he will explain how it will work.”

Sakura furiously shook her head. “She will get a room next to mine. The servant your giving me will be on my other side.” Mark sighed. He could see the determination in her eyes. “Fine, she will be right next to your room.”

Syaoran smiled. He was going to like this princess after all. “Come here boy!” Syaoran rolled his eyes before stepping forward. “This will be your new servant.” For the first time, emerald met amber.

AN: Syaoran is finally in the picture! I know a lot of you wanted to see him, so here you go. Don’t forget to R&R!!!!!!!!