Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Prince Charming ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Sakura Kinomoto, a baker in a small valley city, is stalked by a mystery man. With some quick thinking, she asks for a stranger's help. The stranger, Dr. Syaoran Li, helps her get to safety.

Anime/Manga: Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Mystery / Romance / Suspense | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 03.22.2008 | Updated On: 03.22.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 217 | Status: Work In Progress

PRINCE CHARMING
BY
PRINCESSxSHAWN

CHAPTER ONE

SAKURA'S POV

It was a cold winter's night as I left work. I always hated the cold, but loved the snow. Luckily for me the sidewalks had been cleared of the white stuff and I had my favorite thick coat.

Pulling out my keys, I quickly locked the small shop. I was also lucky enough to have the shop. It was a small bakery. Ever since I was little, I had always wanted a bakery of my own. And after seven years of hard work, I had finally managed to save up for the small, two story building space that was now my own.

It was the smallest bakery in town, but I loved it to pieces. The lower level was the small shop, where people could come and purchase cakes and cookies and more while the upper level contained the small eatery where breakfast and lunch was served. The kitchen was wonderful and the window's held beautiful views of the park across the street. I had decorated the windows personally, drawing flowers encircling the shop's name, The Magic Blossom.

I had great customers, even many regulars. And even now, as I put away my keys and headed out, I was carrying a small cake box. Inside was a Valentine's Day cake, special made. I had decided to deliver it personally tonight, the night before Valentine's Day, to a very special customer. She came in all the time and often ordered cakes for delivery. And between seeing her in the eatery and delivering her her cakes, we became close friends. She was one of the most popular women in the small city of Grape Vine Valley, Tomoyo, the famous and actress, who made the city her home. And here I was, little old Sakura Kinomoto, friend's with her.

The streets were busy as I walked down Main Street. Cars were waiting in the traffic, humming quietly. There were few people on the streets, mostly other little shop owners closing up. But they were all lucky enough to own the space above their shops, not having to brace the cold.

I sighed and trudged on. Although I had the two levels for my bakery, I had really wanted to get the third floor, so as I could live above my shop. But at the time I didn't have enough money, and when I finally had saved enough, the space had been sold and someone was already living there. I never saw who came or went to the apartment, but every now and again I'd hear the door slam and someone arrive home.

When I had moved to the city two years ago, I knew I would always live there. The valley had been named for the multiple successful vineyards that were sprinkled throughout. The valley was made from the four surrounding mountains, all facing different directions, hence their names, the North, East, South, and West Mountains.

The city had been small but with all the success from the vineyards, it was growing. A new hospital had just been built down the street from my bakery and it was said to be the biggest and best hospital in the state. The combining business of the vineyards, the hospital, and all the other shops in the city, including my own, business was booming.

The snow began to drift down slowly and I smiled. I had always loved the snow and it's purity. But by now the cold was getting to me, and I rushed foreword, pausing at the stop light.

After a moment, a heavy breathing down my neck caused me to jump and I turned slightly. A man was standing close behind me, his eyes closed. He was breathing deeply through his nose, as if smelling me. A small sliver of panic wove it's way inside me. Stepping slightly forward, I prayed. I prayed the light would change while his eyes were still closed.

Kami must have heard my prayers as the light changed and I hurried forward, clutching the cake box to my chest. As I got closer to the busy hospital, I turned slightly to see if he was still there. I gasped sharply in the cold air as I saw the man some feet behind me, his dark eyes watching me. Turning again, I rushed to the next light. A few people, probably some of the hospital workers stood waiting and I felt safer as I stood in their midst.

Peering behind me, I glanced back at the man. He stood in the darkness, away from the group of workers. He wore a thick, heavy dark coat and matching hat. A black scarf was wrapped around his neck, covering his lower face from view. His dark eyes were trained on me. A shiver ran through my spine and I spun back around only to see the light change again.

I pushed my way through the crowd, hoping to lose him. Excusing myself multiple times, I managed to get down the block before I glanced back. There he was, moving ever so persistently after me.

Now my fear began to spike. The police station was on the other, quieter side of the city. There was no way my nerves would handle the walk, and it was too risky to be alone. And I had never thought to invest into a cell phone, seeing no purpose in them. Course it would have been great now. Looking foreword to the next light, I saw a single man standing. Past the light there was just one more before the open hospital doors.

That was it. I'd go to the hospital until he left, or I'd call the police from there. Peering over my shoulder, I was shocked to see my mysterious stalker closing in, his feet moving fast in the snow.

Panicking, I dug into my purse and quickly pulled out a small notebook and pen, scribbling across it, `Please help. Being followed by strange man. Play along till hospital.' Walking faster, I approached the man waiting at the light.

The man was tall and seemed around my age or slightly older. He had dark brown hair flecked with the falling white snowflakes. He wore a thick sweater and coat, boots protruding from a pair of dark blue jeans. He was thin and lean but had a muscular air about him.

Gaining courage, I shouted over to him. “Excuse me!” I called, slightly hesitantly. The man turned dark, chocolate brown eyes in my direction, his handsome features looking confused and irritated. I ran up to his side, smiling as best I could. One hand holding the box of Tomoyo's cake, I pushed the note under his nose with the other one.

“Oh honey I thought it was you!” I lied as I saw him scan the note. “I got you the cake. C'mon now, let's go. We need to get to the hospital.”

The man nodded. “Sure,” he said in a deep voice. Wrapping an arm around my own, he turned, leading me to the hospital doors. Peeping back, I saw the man following me stop, eyes wide in surprise. And to my relief, he turned and began to walk back the other way.

I turned my head back around as we reached the hospital doors and sighed.

“Is he gone?” my escort asked and I nodded. As if I had been suddenly lit on fire, the man pulled his arm from mine, his hands back inside his pockets. We entered the hospital and I was relieved for the warmth it offered.

“Dr. Li, what are you doing back here?” a nearby nurse asked the man.

Dr. Li shrugged and led me to some pay phones. “You can call for a ride here.” Leaving me, he headed for the door.

“Wait!” I cried after him.

He paused, looking back at me. Irritation was clearly evident in his voice. “Now what?”

I held out my small cake box to him. Tomoyo wouldn't mind, not when I explained. Dr. Li looked at the box for a moment before taking it. He opened the lid and peered inside. The cake was a small circular chocolate cake with strawberry icing covering it. Chocolate and cherry icing had been used to write out Happy Valentine's Day across the center. He looked back up at me.

“For helping me... back there,” I explained. “Thank you.” I bowed slightly.

Dr. Li looked at me another moment before closing the box. Turning toward the door once again, he paused as she reached the doorway.

“Thanks,” he grumbled and headed out. I frowned and went to a phone, dialing Tomoyo's number. The nerve of that guy! All he had to do was walk with me, nothing special. I even thanked him with a cake! What more did he want? A trophy?

“Hello?” came Tomoyo's voice over the phone.

“Oh thank goodness you're home. It's Sakura.”

“Sakura? Is everything okay? You sound mad.”

I smiled. “I'm... agitated. I'll tell you the story when I see you. Can you come pock me up? I'm at the hospital?”

Tomoyo gasped loudly on the line. “Oh my god Sakura are you okay? What happened?”

“No, No, I'm fine. Perfectly healthy last time I checked. I'll explain it all later. Can you come get me?”

“Oh of course! I'll be there in five minutes. Just wait inside the lobby.”

After hanging up, I headed back to the hospital lobby. The hospital had been built not just for our city, but for all the surrounding ones as well. So there were plenty of people this cold night, sitting, standing, loitering about.

Settling in a seat near the door, I glanced at a large wall nearby. It had been covered with pictures of all the doctor's the hospital employed. And there he was. The handsome but very rude, Dr. Li.

“Dr. Syaoran Li,” I read aloud softly. “Lung Specialist. Huh. What do you know?” I gazed at the picture a bit longer, examining his handsome features. He had a strong stare... or was it a glare in those dreamy chocolate eyes? A half smile half frown looked back at the camera and I could see his strong jaw jut out even more so.

“Sakura!” someone called and I turned to see Tomoyo rushing to me. A long purple flowing skirt skittered around her ankles and she worse a large lavender blouse, the long sleeves extending past her hands. A green scarf had been wrapped around her neck but with all her movements it had fallen to her shoulders, the long tips dancing by her skirt and feet. Tomoyo had the prettiest hair and eyes I had ever seen. Her hair was long and a special black that gleamed a beautiful purple in the light. Her soft, loving lavender eyes looked surprised and worried this late at night.

Tomoyo practically threw her arms around me. “Oh Sakura are you sure you're all right?” she asked in her high-pitched voice.

I nodded. “Yes, yes. I'm fine. I'll tell you all about it when we get to my house.”

“Oh no,” Tomoyo protested, taking my hand. “You can spend the night at my house tonight.”

As Tomoyo's car pulled from the hospital parking lot, I glanced back down the road. Standing under the same light as before, once more waiting for it to change, was Dr. Syaoran Li. Leaning against the window I thought of his handsome face that seemed familiar to me... and his rude behavior.

Dr. Syaoran Li.

“Dr. Syaoran Li!” Tomoyo cried once I finished my story. She had lent me some pink bunny pajamas and we sat on the floor in her room, drinking hot chocolate and gossiping like a couple of high school s. “You don't know who he is?”

I shook my head.

“He's the heir to the Li Vineyard! It's the biggest Vineyard in Grape Vine! He's also the top lung specialist in the state!”

My mouth dropped in surprise and I practically choked on my hot chocolate. “You're kidding me! He was such a jerk to me. I mean, I didn't have to give him the cake. Hell, I didn't even have to thank him.”

Tomoyo nodded furtively. “I've heard that although he is rich and handsome, he's really rude. Even to other doctor's. But they say he's wonderful to his patients. And his nurses. Course rumor has it that he's slept with all of them at least once. They think the world of him.”

“No way...” I murmured, setting down my hot chocolate and leaning back onto the floor and my sleeping bag, my makeshift bed.

Tomoyo yawned and stood, stretching. “Mind if I turn the lights out? I'm exhausted,” she asked as she climbed into bed. I shook my head. With a lick the lights went out and I sat in the darkness.

Dr. Syaoran Li. Just thinking about him half made me drool in , half made me puke in disgust. How could someone so good looking be so... so mean and rude? I rolled over, pulling up my blanket and shutting my eyes. His portrait stared back at me from the other side of my eyelids.

Dr. Syaoran Li.

CONTINUED

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, CLAMP does.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

So how was chapter one everybody? I hope it appealed to yall. Oh, just so yall know, the next chapter will be in Syaoran's pov of what happened in this chapter, and then moving foreword. And then we'll start going back and forth between Sakura and Syaoran. Sound good? Good. Alrighty-dotty, see you all in the next chapter! Chapter two!
Adios yall!