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Rating: M (MA15!) for coarse language, sexual content and mature themes.

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters of Cardcaptor Sakura, they all belong to CLAMP. The storyline and plot and any other new characters belong to me unless said so otherwise. If any story or film or anything at all follows the same or have a similar plot it is completely coincidental. I wrote that last bit cause last time I wrote a story, people flamed me for copying some film or some story's plot and I was completely clueless at what they were talking about since I really did write the story myself…

I Knew I Loved You
Written by Fantasy Angol (aka Angol)

"Ja, Sakura-chan! I'll see you tomorrow, 8am sharp! Don't be late!" laughed a pretty brunette. She wore a tight, aerobics leotard that outlined her fit curves. A white towel hung around her neck and droplets of water dripped from her hair.

"Hai hai Rika-chan," smiled Sakura, going slightly rosy in the cheeks from embarrassment. Sakura Kinomoto, age 23, was a smashing young women with a body to die for. She was a professional dance instructor for Tokyo Performing Arts Academy along with her friend Rika. She was happy with her life that consisted mostly of her job, friends... and her husband. "Gomen about this morning, had a bit of mmm... difficulty waking up...so I was late. Lucky I was teaching beginners hip hop ne?"

"Mhmm, if it was the older ones they would have teased you worse then me," laughed Rika. Then a sly grin appeared on her lips. "Difficulty eh? Someone's keeping you in bed hehe..."

Sakura flushed a dark shade of red and grabbed her pink sports bag from the floor, hanging it roughly onto her shoulder.

"Rika-chan I'll see you tomorrow morning!" she exclaimed and rushed out to the lift before her friend could tease her anymore.

"Bye! Don't stay up too late...with him!" giggled Rika giving a small wave. She heard Sakura squeal before entering the lift and laughed to herself. Then she sighed with envy. "How lucky is Sakura-chan to be able to stay with the one she loves forever..." She closed her eyes for second as an image of a handsome fellow with bright orange hair came into her mind. She opened her eyes again with a small smile on her lips. "Now back to my shower..."

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Sakura muttered under her breath as she stepped out of the well furnished lobby of Tokyo Performing Arts Academy. She reached into her jeans pocket as she walked towards her silver convertible. It had small pink Sakura petals design along the two sides of the car.

"That Rika-chan! Always teasing me like that...she's evil!" she kept muttering and chucked her bag into the backseat. She got into the drivers seat and turned on the engine. The stereo turned on immediately and played one of her favourite songs, Ryuusei (Shooting Star) by TiA. She smiled cheerfully at the relaxing tune and began her drive home.

She drove smoothly through the busy streets of Tokyo for awhile before stopping for a short visit to the supermarket. She smiled even more cheerfully before getting out of the car, her black heels making a knocking noise as it hit the concrete floor.

What will I make for him tonight...

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Loud music filled the musky air of Ice Lightening, one of the most famous bars in Tokyo. Three men, two that were well built being at young ages and one that was rather small and mousy-like sat in a private room. They all wore business suits and sat on the sofas that surrounded a small coffee table. The walls of the stuffy room muffled the music coming from the wild party outside, creating a suffocating atmosphere. The small man fidgeted and played with his tie nervously.

"Was such a meeting place necessary...The office would have been sufficient gentlemen," he stammered.

"Well, we were invited to a party you see. We didn't want to miss it but then we didn't want to miss our meeting either, so why not just, merge the two together," smirked one of them. He lifted up his glass of red wine and sipped it slowly. "Speaking of merging, you know... our companies does lots of errands with bars to get information and the bosses have to go out to them a lot. You don't look very comfortable here Mr Shizou. Are you sure you want to go ahead and merge with our companies... it would be such a shame if any...accidents are to happen to you at all because of small errands."

"Shame shame," smirked the other man. He drew a smoke from his chest pocket and a lighter from his pants pocket. He put the smoke into his mouth, lighting it slowly, feeling the eyes of the small, nervous man on his actions. He breathed it in then sighed it out. "I don't think he looks like he wants to merge with us anymore yea?"

"Yeah, especially when he finds out about the fake statistics of his company that he gave us," grinned his friend as he placed his glass down. The small man's eyes widened and he began sweating uncontrollably. "What do you say ne, Mr Shizou? You know where the door is."

Shizou stood up shaking and darted for the door. The two men remaining shook their heads, laughing.

"Why lie for, money means way too much to them," sighed the one without the smoke. He loosened his tie and laid back on the sofa.

"That's how it is in this world unfortunately. More money, more chance of living," breathed the other one.

"You and your stupid theories," said his friend with a chuckle. "What time is it?"

The smoker looked at his expensive silver watch on his right wrist.

"7:30," he told his friend before killing his smoke in the provided ashtray.

"No way... Gotta run." He stood up and looked at his friend who was pocketing his lighter. "You need a lift?"

"I've got a car you baka," he replied.

"Yeah, I know that. I meant in an hour after you get drunk so you don't die," his friend smirked back.

"Get home to your wife and I'll see you tomorrow baka! You're wasting my time, I needa chat some girls up or I'll be lonely tonight..."

"Alright, alright. I feel sorry for whoever the lucky chosen female is," he laughed.

"Shut up baka."

The two friends parted, one stayed in the bar getting his first drink for the night and the other out to the parking lot, slipping into his sleek black Ferrari. He took off his suit blazer and rolled up his shirtsleeves to his elbow on his muscled arms. He started the engine and soft music came on. He ejected the CD and read the label, Mirror Mirror- M2M. He chuckled and put it back into the CD player.

Sakura's music... What has the cherry blossom got for me today?

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"Lastly, add the lobster sauce," smiled Sakura as she poured the sloppy, orangey colored substance into the pot of spaghetti. She wore a baby pink apron and a homey outfit. Black shorts and a hot pink spaghetti strap singlet. Her bra stuck out at places, but personally, she didn't really care.

She left the spaghetti to cool and began setting the cutlery on the table. Cooking was one of her hobbies, whenever she was on break from teaching, she would spend most of her time cooking and experimenting in the kitchen. After setting the cutlery, she turned back to the kitchen and began putting the spaghetti into two plates. As she finished putting the last few bits of spaghetti into the plates, she felt warm firm hands snaking around her waist, under her singlet, causing her to give a small gasp.

"What chu' making darl," whispered a husky voice in her ear making her shiver.

Sakura turned around and smiled brightly. She wrapped her arms around her husband's neck and leaned in close to his handsome face.

"Your dinner of course," she whispered back in the same seductive voice as his.

"Mmmm... Sounds nice," her husband chuckled and kissed her forehead gently making her sigh.

She let go of her husband and returned to the rest of her cooking. Her husband watched her as she wiped the brim of the two plates carefully with a white cloth.

"To perfection I see," he chuckled.

"Hai… it's for you ne?" giggled Sakura. She grabbed a bowl of already made Caesar salad from the fridge and placed it on the dinner table. Her husband dumped his belongings on one of the dinner table chairs and helped his wife place the two plates of spaghetti onto the table. He pulled out a chair for her and smiled a charming smile. She took it thanking him and he also took his seat on the opposite side. The two began a conversation of their day as they began to dine.

"And then he started to go all red! I was wondering why and you know what he said," laughed Sakura telling a story about her students. "I don't want to hold her hand! How cute! I swear, little kids are so cute!"

"I'm glad you're fond of kids Sakura," laughed her husband. Then he gave a smirk. "We can work on them tonight, what do you say?"

"Hentai!" said Sakura as she blushed furiously at her husbands words. "Enough about me, how about your day? Anything special happen."

"Iie. We rejected another merge offer. The bastard gave us fake statistics. His company was spiraling down in profits but he gave us charts saying they were going up."

Sakura sighed thinking about the measures people would go to just for money was ridiculous. The two finished up dinner and Sakura moved towards the sink, ready to do the washing up. As she began putting on her gloves, her husband once again put his arms around her waist and nuzzled her neck.

"Skip washing tonight," he murmured. "Let's go to bed early..."

Sakura giggled and turned around to give her husband a tender kiss on the lips. A gentle and soothing action.

"I can't you badass," she laughed. "I have to get to work on time tomorrow so I won't have time to wash up in the morning. And you don't want the flat to stink do you?"

"I wouldn't mind if it means you'll come to bed early."

Sakura pouted and smacked her husband on the chest playfully. He chuckled and kissed her forehead.

"I'll go and take a shower and we'll see what we can do later," he said giving her a wink.

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The smoker that stayed at the bar looked at the female that now laid his arms. Her bright blonde hair was tangled up and a thin layer of sweat covered both of their bodies. She looked up at him with a smile on her blood red lips as she panted.

"That was...awesome," she breathed then immediately collapsed.

He was expressionless as he watched her past out.

Awesome for you slut, a waste of time for me.

He entangled his body away from her and shoved her aside as he got up from the satin sheeted bed.

This shit gets less amusing every time.

He put on his clothes which was still his business suit. He wore the navy blue shirt un-tucked and his dark grey pants loose. He walked out of the bedroom roaming around the girl's flat until he managed to find the sofa that they began their make-our session on. He grabbed his jacket and tie that he left their in the process of discarding clothes. After that, he walked out of the flat without a second glance.

Boring slut. Sick of those stupid whores. Need something friggin new...

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Sakura sat on the covers of her and her husband's four poster bed leaning in the soft pillows. She was reading an old times classic, Little Women. She concentrated hard on the story and only looked up when her husband walked out of the bathroom sending steam and smells of shampoo into the room.

He walked out wearing only a towel around his waist. His broad chest and bulging muscles and faint outlined abs were in full view. Sakura stared and laughed to herself. Her husband gave her an awkward look.

"What's so funny?"

"Ah- I'm just wondering why I'm never sick of looking at you. It surprises me every time," she laughed.

He smirked and walked up to her side of the bed. He leaned forward and grabbed hold of her chin looking into her emerald eyes that sparkled up at him. He leaned close keeping his smirk.

"That's why you married me," he whispered huskily then kissed her, not just tenderly but passionately.

Sakura gave a small moan and wrapped her arms automatically around his neck. As their tongues danced he climbed on top of her. They broke off for oxygen and he began gently kissing her neck. His hand went up and brushed over her shoulder making her straps fall beside her arm. He kissed down to her shoulder making her sigh in bliss. He returned to her lips and kissed them sweetly and she returned it. He laid himself gently on her body, loving how she felt underneath him and buried his face in her neck, breathing in her sweet cherry blossom scent. Sakura wrapped her arms around his back, eyes hazy from the dreamy feelings he sent to her body from his actions. Her head moved aside to give him better access as he kissed her gently on the neck.

"I love you Sakura..." he murmured into her neck.

"I love you too... Eriol."

BOOOO! I had trouble figuring out whether to put who's the husband in this chapter or not. It was rather hard keeping him anonymous for awhile :P Well, WHO'S SHOCKED? -puts her hand up- hehe… I'm sorry for any Syaoran fans that wished it to be him. I ain't putting whether its SxS or ExS or Sxblabablabla cause I want to keep it a mystery :D But fear not, Syaoran shall of course be in the story. And if you're smart enough, you should know who he is already wakakaka….

Anyways, tell me how you liked the first chapter. If you want to flame, go ahead! But pleeease do give me advice with your flame, I would really appreciate it if you can tell me how I can improve my story if you didn't like it:) Of course, good ol' simple reviews are welcome too! Thanks!

Love, Angol (pronounced En-jol :D)