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Chapter 11

‘temptation II’

To his profound relief, Li spent the night dreamlessly. He woke up, for once, without the furious pain of whip lashes burning into his skin, rested instead of writhing with torment. He opened his eyes, saw the princess sleeping in the corner, and that was where the relief ended. Worse than a nightmare, the events of last evening crowded into his mind and made him cover his face for humiliation.

He’d kissed her, for God’s sake! What lapse in sanity had prompted him to do such a thing? And then, not content with just that, he told her the final piece of truth about his deal with Yue and confessed he’d been obsessed with her for five years. She must be horrified and disgusted. Why would she want to be anywhere near him, after everything she learned last night?

Li fumed at himself for a while, and wistfully contemplated just getting up and walking away from the whole mess. He’d put himself through enough for the sake of Yue and his precious kingdom. He didn’t deserve any more of this heartbreak. But the king had given him this task, and Li didn’t dare walk out on it.

And of course, he couldn’t abandon her in the labyrinth. He’d rather die than do that to her.

Sakura stirred slightly, sighing, and resettled into quiet sleep once more. In the wan morning light, he could see the evidence of tear tracks running down her cheeks, and knew yesterday wasn’t very easy on her either. Neither of them had eaten anything for dinner, his growling stomach reminded him, and she would probably appreciate something to eat when she woke up.

Silently as a mouse he slipped out of their little hiding place and turned to go back the way they had come the night before, his mind on an apricot tree in the next courtyard. Even in her misery, limping and sniffling as they walked, Sakura had let her hand brush over any plant within reach. She probably hadn’t even noticed she was doing it, after making a habit of it most of the day, but he had. It was the kind of giving, selfless girl she was, and now it was going to ensure their breakfast.

Indeed, the tree was lush and thick with healthy green leaves when he found it. No fruit hung low enough to reach, but that hadn’t mattered to Li in years. Nimbly he leapt and grabbed the lowest branch, swinging his legs up and pivoting to crouch on top of it. Further up he climbed, until he was sitting comfortably on a good strong branch and had easy reach to several of the newly ripened, golden fruit. He was about to pluck one when he noticed a black feather, caught in the foliage, and unthinkingly took that instead. It was an incredibly long feather, almost as long as his forearm.

Strange, he thought, running a finger down one silky edge. No bird in the labyrinth sported feathers as big as this. The only time Li had ever seen anything like it was on Yue’s vast wings, but this feather was black as obsidian. It looked a bit frayed, as though it had been trapped here in the tree for a little while. Where did it come from?

A chilly misgiving seized him then, for no good reason, as if the feather itself had brought news of bad things to come. If he’d been given ten more seconds to consider it, he would have shrugged it off and started picking fruit, because Li wasn’t the type to worry about baseless premonitions. But instead, his majesty the Storm King turned a corner and wandered into the yard.

“Anything?” he asked, and for a heartstopping moment Li was sure he was talking directly to him. But then a small cluster of gargoyles alit on the tops of walls and a bench, bowing and screeching that no, your majesty, they’d found nothing of note in any of the surrounding passages.

“Then you keep looking. Something strange is going on here in this part of the labyrinth; I want to know what’s making the trees so lively and green.”

“But your majesty,” one of them whined, “what importance could it have? Why waste time on such a trifling matter?”

“I don’t know, that’s why you look instead of talking to me. There has to be some reason.” Rai’s gaze slid over the tree and Li kept himself absolutely still, not even daring to reach for his sword amulet. “It doesn’t fit. It’s a mystery. Maybe it has something to do with Yue, or his princess, and maybe it doesn’t. But I don’t intend to leave it alone until we’ve explored every inch of it.”

The gargoyles bobbed their heads in obedience, jumping like oversized grasshoppers from one wall to another all around them, steadily weaving their way east, and Li’s heartbeat redoubled itself in panic. They were heading the way from which he’d just come, where Sakura still slept, peacefully unaware of her surroundings and not even able to hide. At a more leisurely pace, Rai was following on foot. They would find her, there was nothing to stop them, they would find her and then Rai would kill her.

Yue had given orders to do anything to protect her, but even if he hadn’t, Li would have done nothing different. Without wasting a second on hesitation he dropped out of the tree, landing gracefully on his feet, and the king turned a gratifyingly startled look his way.

“Don’t bother,” Li advised him curtly. “I’m right here.”

The gargoyles all pounced at once. Li shot his leg straight into one’s chest, pivoted on the foot when it landed, and spun about so fast his boot heel cracked the skull of the next gargoyle. Another had grabbed his arm, which he paid no mind, sweeping his foot across the bare ankle of his attacker so hard it was knocked right back onto its back, and Li used the head as a stepping stone to get a good jump kick in and topple over two more.

His hand was going for the amulet under his shirt when another gargoyle latched itself onto his arm, and he was crouching to throw it over his shoulder when an identical weight anchored his other side, both arms now held fast.

“Stop,” Rai ordered calmly, his voice cutting evenly across the noise of the battle. Say what he would about the stupidity of the bats, they were well-trained and obedient to a fault. Instantly they froze, looking just as surprised as Li felt. “Release him, and stand down.”

“But your majesty, he -”

“I know who he is. Now let go. He’s about to throw you off anyway, and I’d rather he concentrate on me than on smashing your skulls together.”

Disgruntled, they released their grip on him and backed away, leaving Li standing alone and unsure before the king. Those dark eyes were too eager, studying him with too much interest. Every instinct clamored at him to run. When Rai took a step closer, Li flinched and scrambled to grab his amulet.

“Shush, boy, you don’t need to get your hackles up.” Rai held up a hand, but he was still coming closer. “I don’t wish to fight you. I just want to… look at you. And to talk.”

“Talk?” Li echoed, unconsciously still moving back with every step the king took. Finally he realized he was going to get backed into either a gargoyle or the wall if he kept doing this, so he stopped and stood his ground. Though it took all his nerve to do so when the king came within striking distance. “Why? For what?”

“Because I want to. Can’t a man have a simple conversation with his son if he wants it?”

An unpleasant shiver moved down Li’s spine at the word. The gargoyles rustled with obvious surprise; Rai snapped his fingers and they fell quiet again. He studied Li’s expression and nodded.

“So you already know. That’s good, no need to waste time on that then. I can’t tell you how thrilled I was to discover you here in the Labyrinth, so unexpectedly. Like a little bonus treasure, hidden within the kingdom of puzzles for me to find.”

“I am not a thing.”

“Far from it. You are my son, my only son, and do you understand what that makes you?” Li’s eyes followed his every movement but he did not speak, and Rai finally answered for him. “It makes you a prince, boy. It makes you heir to the royal magic of our bloodline and next in line for my crown. You have more magic and power flowing inside you than you ever dreamed of.”

He couldn’t have missed the way Li caught his breath, and allowed himself a little smile. “All you need is someone to teach you how to use it. It would be my delight, if you would just come with me -”

“No!” Hastily Li slipped to the side and put several steps between them, skittish as a wild animal. “No. Do you think I’m an idiot? I don’t know why she did it, but I know my mother left you for a reason. She was desperate to keep us hidden for a reason.”

Rai did not seem overbothered by Li’s sudden wariness. He grunted thoughtfully and smiled again. “Your mother… ah, she was an unusual one. Stunning to look at; I can see some of her in you, especially your eyes. And that way you keep your chin lifted so pridefully, yes, that’s her too. She could always look me straight in the eyes, no matter how I’d humiliated her in bed the night before.”

Before he even realized he’d moved, Li snatched his knife out of its sheath and hurled it straight at Rai’s head. The king caught it quite easily between two fingers, before any of his troops even had the chance to gasp, and grinned at him.

“I think she ran because she was afraid you would turn out just like me. Seems her fears were justified. She was a very intelligent woman, after all. A very clever woman.” He glanced at the stone walls around them. “Of all the places to hide you, the Labyrinth was certainly a brilliant choice. It was a one-in-a-million chance that I found you.”

Like getting struck by lightning, Li thought, but said nothing.

“I’m sure Yue allowed it just to aggravate me. Still, I hope that he at least was good to you, all these years. Treated you with respect and kindness.”

There was no hiding the dark scowl that twisted his face, or the way his hands clenched into fists. A hint of a smirk suggested that Rai had already known the answer to that question.

“No? Was he unjustly cruel to my son, the Storm King’s son? That is insult upon injury. Why are you shedding blood to defend his kingdom? Why do you fight for him, Little Wolf?”

“My name is Li.”

“Li?” His eyebrows went up slightly. “The name of her family. I suppose she was trying to make something of a statement, giving you their name, pretending I had nothing to do with your creation at all. She must have truly hated me.”

“I don’t care for kings too much myself.”

“Even if you had the chance to become one? I have already seen the way you fight, boy, and with not much more training you’ll be among the strongest combatants in my kingdom. Agree to become my heir and you’ll be second-in-command of my forces, respected and obeyed by all. And when my time in this world is over, you’ll be king. You could be equal to Yue, he who forced you to live the life of a homeless peasant. Tell me you want it. It would be a lie to say you don’t.”

He was right, in every way. It would be a lie to say Li’s heart didn’t pound at the thought of these things he’d been denied all his lifetime: respect, kinship, safety, a home. And power. The power to command troops instead of running and hiding from them. Power to never fear the wrath of Yue again.

“What about Sakura?”

“Who? Oh, you mean Yue’s princess.” Idly Rai toyed with the dagger in his hands, gaze flicking inobtrusively around them as if to look for her. With all his willpower Li kept his eyes on Rai, and didn’t let them stray to the east-facing exit. “What about her?”

“You’re trying to kill her.”

“Naturally. There’s no point in defeating Yue if his royal magic just goes to her, upon his death.” He must have finally figured out what the look on Li’s face meant, because a light of understanding came into his eyes. “Ohhh, I see. You want her for yourself. Well, you needn’t concern yourself with such things. When you are prince in my castle, you’ll have your pick of any woman in the kingdom. They will be yours to command.”

“I don’t want any other woman. I want Sakura. And as long as you’re after her blood, you will never see me fighting for you.”

“Boldly spoken, for a child.” Rai leveled an appraising look at him. “Do you think I need your permission to take you back to the castle, right here and now? You are not strong enough to stop me.”

God, he knew it. Li could feel sweat breaking out on his palms, damp and uncomfortable under his palm guards.

“Go ahead. Make me your prisoner, but you won’t find her. The princess is under the protection of the king’s younger brother, and well-hidden in the labyrinth.”

Rai studied him speculatively, measuring their bargaining powers, and then unexpectedly smiled. “Yue once mentioned he had a brother. I thought he was joking. I suppose I should have known better.”

“Yeah. You should have.”

“Fine. I no longer seek the death of your precious princess.”

Li was more than a little startled to get such a concession, and consequently suspicious. “Just like that?”

“Just like that. It is not what I wanted, when I set out to conquer this kingdom, but then, I certainly never expected to find my long-lost son. If she is your woman and my daughter, the queen of the Labyrinth, that is not an unacceptable situation. Moreover, that would be a powerful grandchild for my bloodline.”

Li blushed scarlet, he knew it, and wished he could ignore Rai’s knowing smirk. “I’d feel better if you swore to it.”

“I swear it on my crown. I will not kill the princess of the Labyrinth. Now, will you come to the castle with me?”

“No.” Li took another step back, nerving himself. “I mean- I don’t know. It’s too much right now, I have to think about it. Give me time.”

Rai looked annoyed, but he nodded. “Fair enough. But you know what tonight is, don’t you? It is the night of the new moon, and I intend to find Yue and kill him. You want to be on the right side before that happens.”

“Give me until sunset. I’ll come to the castle, if that’s what I decide.”

“I expect you will,” Rai said coolly. “It would be absurd to choose anything else. But out of affection for my son, I will grant you the freedom to think it over. And oh, before I go, I want to return this to you.”

He reached underneath his shirt and Li tensed, but all he withdrew was a heartrendingly familiar jade pendant. He inhaled sharply at the sight of it. “Where did you get that?”

“Oh good, you haven’t forgotten it. I was surprised at you, child, trading your mother’s beloved token for a pair of boots. She never took it off, you know.”

Li blushed again, this time with shame. “I had no choice. I couldn’t find any gems and I needed new shoes.”

“And is something the matter with your arm that you couldn’t simply knock that little hobgoblin aside and take what you wanted?”

“My mother made me promise to never steal. She said only parasites take without earning.”

Rai narrowed his eyes, and Li glimpsed a flash of lightning somewhere within them. “Isn’t she wise? Well, I wouldn’t suffer to see it hanging around the neck of that miserable creature in the junk yard; it belongs rightfully to you. Go on.”

He held it out, dangling from his extended fist, making it clear he expected Li to come and get it. Heart thumping, palms now completely soaked, he edged forward until he was close enough to grasp it. But pride wouldn’t let him jump back right away, and show how nervous he was, so he forced himself to stand fast. Rai lowered his arm partially, then changed his mind and reached for a lock of Li’s scruffy hair.

He jerked his head back. “Don’t touch me.”

“You presume to order a king? You’ve got guts, boy, and I like that. But, like your precocious combat skills, you got them from your father. So don’t think they’ll take you very far with me.”

His hand moved like the lightning he could summon, and Li’s dagger flew past his head so close he felt his hair lift with the movement. Vast black wings sprouted from Rai’s back, and he launched himself into the air.

“Until sunset… Li.”

He did not need to command his soldiers with either gesture or voice, he simply turned toward the castle and all his gargoyles leapt into the air to follow. A full minute passed before Li’s heartrate slowed, and he let himself draw a deeper breath.

When he turned around, he saw his dagger had stuck fast into the trunk of the tree. But it wasn’t until he got close enough to pull it out that he realized it had landed directly in the center of a tiny knothole. It was just an inch wide, and the only knothole on the tree.

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When Touya woke up the next morning, he was alone. Kero was gone, as he’d warned Touya he probably would be, plowing ahead in his neverending search for Yue. Worry lines creased his furry brow when he mentioned it, an event Touya suspected was very rare for this happy-go-lucky creature’s expression. Touya figured he knew why. Tonight was the night of the new moon, and everyone knew Yue’s power was at its lowest. If there was ever a good day for Rai to defeat and kill him, this was it.

“Yeah well,” Touya muttered to his reflection, in the stream, “if he can even find him, then I’ll be impressed. It’s more than anyone else could do.”

He sat back with a sigh, which resulted in getting poked hard in the behind by one of his shards. Again he dug them out and lay them on the bank beside him – still just four, two of them locked together and the other two separate. Last night, just before falling asleep, he’d shown them to Kero and asked if he knew what they were.

A blank look and “Uh, should I?” were all he’d gotten for an answer, most unhelpfully. All alone, completely unable to locate his own sister, and weary of scratching for his survival here in the labyrinth, Touya started to wonder if maybe he’d just invented their so-called importance in his own imagination. Maybe he’d just convinced himself they meant something to make him feel like he’d done more than waste time and collect bruises for the past two days.

“Maybe I just want to go home,” Touya sighed. Motion caught his attention and he lifted his head, to see a curious little animal on the opposite side of the creek. It had been going so fast, all he could see was a blue blur until it stopped to lap up some water. It looked up and stared at him, one rabbit-like ear twitching, an awfully odd looking creature. He was unprepared for the way it sprang across the creek, almost landing on top of him, and snatched one of the shards up in its mouth. Before he could even react, it had dashed away again.

“H-hey! Get back here!” Instinctively Touya jumped to his feet, then remembered to grab the remaining shards. In the next second he was sprinting after the little thief.

“Drop it! Damn it, it’s not food, you drop that right now! I’ll kill you when I catch you!” For an animal with such little legs, it could move amazingly fast, and only by pushing himself to run full speed could he manage to glimpse its fluffy tail before it disappeared into a new passage. Skidding in his socks, he turned a hard right and entered a new corridor, but now there was no blue tail in sight. Touya swore rapidly under his breath and checked the two offshoot passages, both empty, then turned around and saw a worm watching his activity with avid interest.

“Allo!”

“Yeah, yeah. Did you see a weird looking animal go by here, blue with long ears and a tail?”

“D’you mean Dash?”

“Sure, whatever, did you see it go by?”

“Can’t say that I did!”

“Damn it, I am such an idiot!” Touya banged both fists against the wall, following up with his forehead. “I can’t believe I let my guard down like that, that was so stupid. I should have been more careful.”

“Cheer up, mate, it can’t be all that bad.”

“I assure you it can,” Touya replied through gritted teeth. “That stupid animal stole something of mine that was really important, and now I’ve got no way to find it.”

“Well you might try looking in Dash’s nest, for a start.”

“Nest?” Suddenly all of Touya’s attention was on the little orange worm. “It has a nest? You know where it is?”

“Course I do. I live right on top of it.”

Touya’s gaze dropped from the worm to the ground, where a couple missing stones had left a dark hole in the wall. He dropped to his hands and knees, and saw the light glinting off Dash’s eyes from within the shadows.

“You- you said you didn’t see it go by!”

“I didn’t. I saw ‘im run up to his nest and that’s where he stopped.”

Touya bit back a few angry words about the general stupidity of everything that lived in this labyrinth and their goddamned obsession with being literal, with some effort. At least he hadn’t lost Dash, after all.

“Okay, you. I’ve got you trapped, so just come on out…” He tried extending his hand, and heard a hiss and a growl of warning. Dash’s teeth were probably sharp. He withdrew the hand, thought it over, and pulled off his shirt. Wrapping it around one hand, he tried reaching into the hole again and this time got a savage bite for it. He yelped, but Dash’s teeth had barely scratched his flesh through the layers of his shirt, and even better, it was holding on. Touya yanked his arm back out before it could let go, and engaged in a brief but spectacularly embarrassing wrestling contest with the fierce little creature before he finally got it pinned to the ground, one hand clamping its snout shut.

“This is a ripper story for the other worms!” crowed his audience.

“So glad to oblige.” With one knee still pinning Dash to the stones, Touya bent over and stuck his arm into the nest again, patting around in the darkness until he found what he was looking for. No, wait. Actually –

“Two of them?” Touya pulled his hand back out and opened it. Sure enough, his stolen shard had a mate.

“No surprise, that, Dash can’t resist shiny little trinkets. Loves to collect ‘em.”

“Oh.” Touya noticed he was panting with all the sudden exercise, but his mood had risen a few notches. Not only had he got back the one he lost, he’d found another in the process. “Well, that works out for me, then. Lucky break.”

He stuffed them both in his pocket and stood up, releasing Dash. It didn’t scuttle back into its hiding place but remained cowering there on the ground, looking up at him with tragic eyes.

“Oh, don’t look at me like that! I’m sorry that I have to take it, but you took mine first. And I need them. I don’t know why I need them, I just know that I do.” He pulled his shirt back on, noting it had a few new tears in it. He wondered if any of it would be left by the time he got out of this place.

“Don’t cry over it too much. Something tells me that in the end, they’re going to be nothing but trouble.”

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Tomoyo was in the process of brushing her hair, singing a favorite ballad of hers, when the king returned. His black wings vanished upon landing, his feet already carrying him across the room in long strides. Tomoyo jumped up to curtsy.

“Good morning, your- oh!” She shrieked when he grabbed her around the waist, lifted her in the air, and spun around.

“I did it!” he shouted, eyes sparkling with exultation. “I did it, I found him! I didn’t even have to hunt him out, he came to me! And we talked.”

He let her down, but did not let go. “I stood face to face with my son and spoke with him. He did not try to run. He was afraid, which was sensible of him, but he stood his ground and never dropped his eyes. He is the most perfect son I could have ever asked for.” Heady with triumph, he bent down and kissed her.

Tomoyo was shocked into stillness, unable to move even if he hadn’t had a strong grip around her waist. A tiny muffled squeak was all she managed before Rai’s tongue had glided into her mouth, confident and demanding, neither knowing nor caring whether she wanted this. His swiftness and unyielding strength frightened her, but there were other feelings mixed in, sensations that sizzled under her skin and made her uncomfortably hot. They shot through her bloodstream to that place between her legs, and robbed all the strength of her knees in the process. She would have buckled if he wasn’t holding her up.

Rai withdrew, looking pleased with himself, and licked his lips. “I’m very grateful that I have you here, little sparrow. I would not be able to properly celebrate like this with any of my soldiers.”

She smiled weakly, still gasping for breath. “I’m very… happy… for your majesty. I know… how much he means to you.”

“I am on top of the world now.” He took her hand and placed it over his chest, where she could feel his heart beating strong and fast. “And I intend to enjoy the moment to its fullest. You will help me.”

“I- what?” Her voice quavered, and she trembled to look at his smile. “Your majesty, I don’t think -”

“What you think does not particularly concern this king,” he informed her, moving her hand off his chest and caressing it between his own. He lifted it to his lips and kissed her palm, then lipped the tip of her fingers. New fizzy feelings burst inside Tomoyo with every touch, but she was still shaking.

“I- I am a chaste girl, your majesty, I don’t know anything -”

“I will do everything.” He slipped a finger inside his mouth and closed his lips over it, sucking, and Tomoyo gasped.

“S-surely you would prefer an experienced woman.”

“What I prefer,” he said huskily, “is no more argument. Or I shall be cross.” He released her hand, and moved to peel off his leather gloves. “Do you know what happens, when I remove these?”

Tomoyo had both heard and seen examples. She swallowed and nodded. “I daresay you would. But a bolt of lightning is only the worst of what I can do. As long as I maintain control…” He glided his bare palms down her arms, and Tomoyo gasped again at the electricity crackling against her skin. “Exciting, isn’t it?”

She nodded again, not capable of speech, and he grinned at her flushed cheeks. When his hands moved back up and tickled over her breasts, Tomoyo was overcome with a wave of dizziness so strong she collapsed to the floor. Distantly, through the noise of blood pounding through her body, she heard his low chuckle. When he scooped her up off the floor and carried her to her sleeping pallet, she merely clung to his shirt and protested no more.

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Sakura was stiff when she woke that morning, but not as stiff as she’d been the day earlier. Gratefully she sighed and wriggled back into her bed of heather, which promptly reminded her of Li making it for her and everything that happened before it. She could still feel the crusty remains of salt on her cheeks.

“Oh no,” she mumbled, and opened one eye to see if Li was close. She could not see him, but it didn’t occur to her to worry that he might have deserted her in the labyrinth. He would come back, and Sakura didn’t know what to say to him after everything he told her the night before. How could anything ever be the same now?

At that moment he appeared in the entranceway, but his appearance was so out of keeping with her thoughts that Sakura was too surprised to feel awkward. His face was white, like he’d had a good scare, and he was breathing heavily.

“Sakura! You’re up, good. Come on, we have to go, now.”

“What? Why, is there something dangerous coming?”

“No! No, nothing’s coming, but we have to hurry. Come on, quick.” Sakura fumbled to get to her feet, brushing bits of grass and leaves off her dress. He didn’t even wait for her to finish before he turned around and started walking again, and she had to hurry to catch up.

“Syaoran, you’re acting strange. Did something happen?”

“No,” he said quickly, but must have seen by her expression how unconvincing that was. “Well, yes. It’s okay, it was just a couple of gargoyles. But it scared me, because you were sleeping and couldn’t have done anything to hide if something happened to me.”

“As if just two gargoyles could hurt you!”

“It doesn’t matter, I want to get away from here.” His strides got longer even as he said the words, as if reminding himself of the urgency. She followed him around a bend in the wall and noticed a decayed vine of morning glory spread over the bricks. Her hand was almost on it when Li caught her wrist, eyes dilated wide with fear.

“No! Don’t touch it!”

“Why?” If she hadn’t cried herself dry the day before, Sakura’s eyes would have pricked with tears at his behavior. “I can help it.”

“I know, but you can’t do that anymore. It’s too visible from above, they can see the difference in the labyrinth, and I won’t leave a trail for him- them. Don’t touch anymore plants today, okay?”

“Syaoran, you’re scaring me.”

“I’m sorry.” He meant it, she could see that well enough in his eyes. But it didn’t replace the fear. “But I have to keep you safe. That’s what I promised to do.”

He let go and Sakura held her wrist to her chest, rubbing the pink skin where he’d grabbed so tightly. “Where will we go now?”

“We’re going to the outer rim of the labyrinth,” he answered grimly, hitting his fast stride again. “We’re getting as far away from that castle as we can.”

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