Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura does not belong to me. The day they do, my professors would stop giving me assignments and tests, Johnny Depp would step in front of my door and professs his undying love for me and a flying purple monkey will zoom around the city.

This if for "I am nobody. Nobody is perfect. Therefore, I am perfect."

My second fanfiction! Just enjoy, be a doll and tell me what you think.

Sakura was tired. Her muscles protested over the exertion they had been subjected to but she needed to fight. If she turned her back to run they would, in no uncertain terms kill her. Her knuckles stings, and covered in blood. Her own or others, she couldn't tell. She was pretty sure her gun had only one bullet left. As much as she prided herself over her shooting skills, she didn't think she could kill all six of them with a single bullet.

She stumbled upon the uneven road and her legs gave out. Her firearm clang to the ground and Sakura lifted her chin towards her attackers, defiant until her last breath.

The assassins panted, making a loose circle around her. One started to laugh mockingly and made a mistake of getting too close to her. He got a kick at his crotch for his efforts. He swore at her savagely and started to approach her. Sakura watched with barely concealed triumph when the man winced in discomfort from her kick earlier.

Sakura's eyes narrowed and she struggled in earnest when the men pinned her to the damp ground. She flexed her fingers, testing her already drained magic from the earlier fights. Nothing. She had over-exerted herself. Quite badly. She couldn't even feel a spark.

"Maybe we can have some fun first?" one of the black clad men suggested, his eyes roving on Sakura's figure in an unmistakable leer.

Sakura rolled her eyes but the gesture went unnoticed by the lust influenced men. Stupid morons. They should have finished her quickly when they had the chance. Sakura bared her teeth in a snarl.

Sakura struggled against their hold when one of them started to loom over her. Do not show that you are afraid. Do not show fear. Sakura repeated the thought mindlessly. She was, in fact powerless and needless to say, frustrated. These lowlifes won't have a chance in hell if she was in her most stable state. Her energy, physically and magically was drained. The week had been particularly strenuous on her being. She wouldn't give them the satisfaction of hearing her begging for mercy. She wouldn't even make a noise, she vowed silently. She was damn furious though.

"Make sure you kill me afterwards." Sakura's voice was cold, worthy of her title. She was after all, the princess of the Ice Clan. "Or I will come for you with everything I got. No scratch that, even if you kill me, I will still come for you, I will kill you nice and slow and if it is possible, I'll kill you again." Her voice was so venomous that the men actually paused and took a step back. Eyes widened from the unusual threat.

Sakura immediately sat up, eyes narrowed in alert, immediately looking for a way out. They surely had never met Touya before if those types of threats could alarm them. Touya's threats were much more colorful and if these idiots just gawked at him the way they were gawking at her, they won't even stand a chance.

A low chuckle of amusement came from the shadows and Sakura swiveled her head towards the sound. She was sure that it was only her imagination when she couldn't hear anything else. The men seemed oblivious which didn't surprise her. Her hearing was far more superior to theirs.

Sakura froze suddenly; she could feel something not quite right in the air. The forest was quiet. Too quiet. It practically screams 'The calm before the storm! Run, fools. Run!' A tingling sensation travelled up her spine and she shivered. The men, those who had collected their composures anyway, approached her again. Then, she saw him.

"I suggest you back away from the lady. It appears to me that your advances are not welcomed."

Her hunters started at the rich, male voice, surprised by the sudden noise over the heavy silence. They turned swiftly to confront the man, attack first, ask questions later. Their instructions were clear. "Get the princess or kill her. No witnesses."

Sakura sat up, almost relieved that the men's attention wasn't on her anymore. She had been caught off guard by them. They were from the Shadow Clan and she didn't sense their presence until she was good and cornered. They were using the same tactic now. Blending into the shadows effortlessly and ambushing the man.

The man wasn't standing idle though. He moved too fast for her eyes to follow and while he was moving effortlessly between shadows of the trees, screams echoed in the darkness.

Silence reigned against the darkness and Sakura stilled before standing up abruptly. The man dropped back into her view and walked towards her with practiced ease. He was barely out of breath and the only sign that he was in a fight was his bloody sword. Sakura had to raise an eyebrow at that. Few clans prefer to use sword these days, choosing to explore and improved their magic and fewer had the skills as the man standing in front of her. Sakura fought the urge to take a step back.

Sakura's eyes narrowed. "Who are you?" Friend or enemy?

The man seemed to notice her discomfort and took a step back. Sakura's tense shoulders relaxed a bit. He was a foot taller than her and she didn't appreciate of being towered over. The man tilted his head and gave her a small smile. She could swear that his hard eyes softened as he took her in.

"I am the chivalry." His voice was surprisingly pleasant with a trace of humor.

Sakura's eyebrows rose in surprise but she managed to crack a small smile nonetheless. Their secret code. Theo had sent someone for her.

"A knight?" She inquired, trying to identify her rescuer.

The still nameless man grinned wider and Sakura's eyes widened fractionally.

"You are the knight." She corrected herself absently, her eyes still on the gleaming fangs on her savior. Only the Darkness clan royalties have fangs and by now Sakura had a good idea who she was dealing with. Syaoran, the King of Darkness himself, in the flesh. The white knight and the black king. An ally.

"It is nice to finally meet your acquaintance, Princess Sakura." He nodded.

"As am I, your highness." Sakura nodded in return. She was too damn tired to give a proper bow. She would topple over if she tried.

Syaoran decided to ignore the lack of protocol shown and gave her a cursory glance. There are scratches on her face and he could smell blood. He quickly determined that her left shoulder was still bleeding but nothing life threatening. It was too dark to assess the full damage. The scratch above her left eyebrow had started to bleed again and Syaoron stepped forward to wipe it off before the blood could get into her eye.

Sakura blinked tiredly at the soft touch. Syaoran grinned, pleased that she didn't flinch away.

"You were late and Theo was worried." Syaoran explained his presence briefly.

Sakura nodded gratefully. "I've drained myself."

Syaoran stepped closer to her and to his surprise, she sagged against him. Syaoran wrapped his arms around her small waist and held her steady against him. He pressed a hand to her head so that it rest against his shoulder to keep it from lolling about. It seems Princess Sakura had lost consciousness. He muttered a quick spell under his breath and as he expected Theo was already pacing in front of the fire place.

Theo sighed in relief when he finally realized Sakura had only pass out in exhaustion instead of certain death and Syaoran had to suppress a smile over Theo's behavior. It's obvious that he cared a lot about her. He listened pensively as a maid was instructed to call a healer immediately. However, his gaze turned hard again when he remembered the situation that he had found her in. Fortunately, his keen nose had picked up the scent of gun powder, allowing him to track her and her pursuers.

Syaoran glanced back at the unconscious princess on the sofa and his glance immediately turned into a stare instead. His primary objective was to get her out of there as soon as possible. He hadn't taken time to note her features. He had heard rumors about her, that she was beautiful. They were lying; she was magnificent, which probably encouraged this whole mess on the first place.

Sakura chose that particular moment to crack open her eyes and groaned. Theo was immediately by her side. She had the decency to look guilty when Theo berated her gently about over using her magic and after half a dozen of 'I'm sorry'and 'Yes, I promise to be extra careful next time', Theo finally looked appeased.

Syaoran waited patiently. He was rewarded when her head turned cautiously towards him. Sakura's gaze finally landed on him and he noted in satisfaction when he saw the way her eyes widened slightly. He is Darkness after all and people in general were awed by him. Not to mention terrified of his nature alone. The only exception was his cousin Eriol, which is a pity really. The man loved to grate on his nerves. He smiled, a slow, slow smile, keeping his gaze on hers and to his surprise, she blinked, barely raised an eyebrow and promptly smiled brightly at him. That's unexpected.

Her attention immediately shifted when Tomoyo hurried into the room and wasted no time on checking Sakura over. She didn't take long to determine that Sakura's injuries were purely physical and an injured shoulder was the worst of them. Her magic on the other hand..Tomoyo sighed and fixed Sakura with the hardest glare she could give. Sakura gripped Tomoyo's hand tightly and glanced at Theo. Theo had missed the exchange when he chose that particular time to glance at Syaoran. Syaoran didn't miss it though, watching silently from his spot. Tomoyo understood her immediately and bit out another weary sigh.

"She's okay." Tomoyo said out loud, mainly for Theo's ears. She wrapped Sakura's shoulder gently. The bleeding had stopped but she could tell that the wound is causing her friend pain.

"How are you feeling?" Theo insisted, demanding assurance from Sakura's own mouth.

"I'm fine. Only very, very sleepy. I'm exhausted. Please let me go to sleep oh dear uncle and guardian." Sakura teased, yawning hugely at the end of her sentence. Her heart warmed from the obvious worry in Theo's eyes.

Theo smiled and shook his head exasperatedly; he gave her fingers one last squeeze before letting go. "Get your rest."

Tomoyo followed Sakura after curtsying briefly to Syaoran and Theo to the privacy of her rooms.

Syaoran chuckled and Theo sighed.

"I got to her just in time. She was surrounded when I found her. They were from the Shadow Clan. She was…giving as good as she gets." Syaoran said, amused.

Theo frowned."She's a hot head that's what she is. And she still had trouble keeping her powers leashed when her temper gets the best of her. She's still young to have complete control over her power."

Not your typical princess, Syaoran mused. And the mischievous glint in her eyes spelled trouble. He liked a little trouble, it was in his nature.

"I should have never allowed her go to that mission alone." Theo ran a hand through his hair.

"Would she listen if you told her not to?"

"No." Theo sighed but his eyes betrayed his pride as he looked at the door way where she had left.

Tomoyo replaced the bandage on Sakura's shoulder with special water proof ones that she had made; already predicting that Sakura would want a bath after her ordeal.

"I don't even have to tell you how stupid your action was Sakura. You are completely drained and you're lucky your magic didn't decide to draw energy from your life source."

Sakura rubbed her temple slowly. She really was tired and sore. "I know. I was desperate. They were so many of them."

Tomoyo shook her head. " I could already tell that you won't be able to use your power for some time. I am not sure until when."

The throbbing in Sakura's head grew more insistent."That's going to be a problem."

"You have to rest." Tomoyo decided, not liking the unusual paleness on Sakura's face.

"Not until I have a bath. I feel dirty."Sakura made a face.

"Promise me you'll sleep after."Tomoyo fairly begged.

Sakura smiled softly and gripped Tomoyo's hand in what she hoped a comforting gesture. Tomoyo's lips quirked a little at the end and she left her best friend for her rest. She should probably instruct the cooks to prepare a buffet, preferably with lots of red meat. Sakura is going to be ravenous when she woke up.

Sakura stretched to loosen the taut muscles on her back as she peeled her clothes off. Deciding to have a quick shower instead of a soak in the tub-she was too sleepy- she proceeded to scrub every inch of her body and hair.

Sakura let her mind drift; she had woken up and felt a pressing presence that commanded attention, a dark stare. She had waited as long as she was able, to see who was emitting such an aura and she saw him. He was pretty for such powerful presence and she had to smile over that. His smile on the other hand made her want to squirm or blush or scream her head off.

He was here to help and that is all that matters. It is good that they had such a powerful ally at a time like this. She rolled the muscles on her shoulder and winced when the throbbing pain from her bruise made itself known. She dried herself thoroughly and slipped into her favorite pajamas. With the thoughts of amber eyes with darkness shifting behind them, she crawled into bed. She was asleep before her head hit the pillows.

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