I Want To Be You

Author's Notes: Yup it's me again! No worries about my other stories, I will be continuing them. But like I've always said before, I always have new ideas for new stories. So I hope you like this and don't forget to check out my other stories!

Disclaimer: Don't own the anime or the characters, simply the story.

Summary: Sakura was a demon of the underworld who everyone believed should've been born an angel. She was sweet and bubbly, constantly rejecting the dark arts of her supposed birth nature. Syaoran was an angel from above with a tainted soul who tainted the fellow angels around him. Everyone believed he should've been born a demon. So when Sakura and Syaoran meet in the middle ground, Earth, they decide to switch. The only way possible for Sakura to be an angel and Syaoran to be a demon was a union that would bind them forever. Marriage. Love. Sex. Power.

.:Beginning:.

"Beg." He whispered hotly in her ear. She moaned and he smirked. He brushed his hand against her inner thigh, beneath her long white skirt. His lips suckled on the soft tan skin of her neck and his large body trapped her against the wall.

Her white wings wrapped around him and his larger ones covered hers. His other hand squeezed her breast. They were in a secluded corner. It was forbidden to do these type of activities in a house of God.

But he didn't care.

His hands slid up and down her thigh and he could tell she wanted it very much. So very much.

"Please…" She pleaded, pressing her lower body against him. He moaned and pressed back.

"Tell me what you want." He demanded, staring straight into blue eyes. He watched as emotions flicked throughout her eyes and he knew she was close to breaking.

The angel grabbed his neck and kissed him hotly on the lips. "Fuck me." She whispered on his lips.

He smirked.

He didn't need to be told twice. He pulled her panties off and unbuckled his pants. He lifted her legs around his waist again and plunged. She moaned and he lost himself in raw pleasure.

She was hot.

She was tight.

She was just another angel to fill his desire.

"Tell me how you want it." He told her. "Beg for it."

He stopped, stared at her. The angel kept her eyes closed. He felt her tighten around him. He repeated his demand again.

"Fuck me hard…fuck me fast, baby."

He complied, he slammed her against the wall as he entered in and out. He kept a hand at her rather large breast, his thumb toying with the center. His lips sealed to her lips, bruising the skin in pleasure.

"Say my name." He whispered, thrusting.

"Syaoran." She moaned. He slammed into her harder.

"Again." He demanded.

"Syaoran…"

He smirked. He had won.

.:Later:.

Syaoran laid naked on his bed with soft arms around his torso. His amber eyes stared up at the white ceiling of his bedroom. His white wings spread out and his needs filled.

He looked at the woman next to him. They had done it at the house of God and then just as quickly, he whisked her away to his house. The entire night he made sure she begged and craved the dark sinful pleasure.

Suddenly she awoke, her blue eyes glinting. She sat up and the silk blanket slipped away from her body. Her lips suckled at his neck and her fingers buried themselves in his chocolate hair.

"Syaoran…"

And he knew what she wanted. He started up again. He took her swiftly and quickly. He moaned when he entered into the hot core of her body.

Tomorrow the female angel would be punished for her sins while he would be safe. He came from a high angel class and no matter what he did, God would never punish him.

He almost felt sorry for all those angels that had been condemned, falling for his sinful ways.

Darkened by his tainted heart.

.:Underworld:.

She hated this place. It was cold and always gray. She knew that no one else minded the cold but she felt freezing. The cities were gray and the floor was made of ashes. The people were sinister and devoured her in their eyes.

Welcome to the Underworld.

Her palace stood on a high top, overlooking the major cities. There was no beauty in her eyes but she had heard that everyone said Hell was beautiful.

She snarled at that. She hated this place. She preferred Earth much more which was unlikely for a demon.

She stood up from her window and walked towards the mirror. Being in the Underworld made her feel disgusting, the most lowly and ugly creature of the universe. The darkness of the place seemed to soak into her skin and her heart, clawing out to make her hallow.

Her long sleeved short black dress hugged her tightly. Her shoulder length auburn hair was long and slightly curled. Her emerald eyes was outlined in black, bringing them out and her lips were a dark pink. She looked sinful.

Her black, chipped, wings spread out behind her. And the silver lining made sure that everyone knew who she was.

"Princess," the bodyguard spat, "The Source wishes to see you."

She walked out in her black heels, its ribbons wrapped around her slim calves. She strutted along the dark halls of the palace and stopped in front of the main room. She opened it without being introduced and glared at everyone who passed her.

Some smirked at her and bowed, addressing her. She simply nodded and hurried off. In the center of the room was a large flame, burning and never dying once.

He sat on the throne, millions of steps away from the ground. She huffed and in a blink of an eye, she was in front of him.

"Sakura." He said.

"Hello Touya." Sakura said as she proceeded to sit down next to him in a smaller throne.

Touya was a tall man with dark brown hair and matching eyes. His black wings were streamed with silver and the largest in the entire Underworld.

He was The Source.

Someone can only become The Source when they defeat the previous one. It had been their father. Touya was her brother. Their mother died soon after giving birth to her.

Touya battled their father and won. Their father burned in the depths of the fire he had once controlled with a smirk.

Sakura pushed the memories away and crossed her legs in front of her. She stared into the flame with her brother. She could see nothing and Sakura waited for her brother to say something.

"You still have yet to take a soul." He said, loud enough for her only to hear.

Everyone knew of the "angelic" ways of their demonic princess. She took no ones soul and killed no one. They were surprised that their Demon King let her live.

But in truth, no one will know that Touya had a soft spot in his black heart for his sister.

But no one would ever tell him that his sister should be an angel, the most offending thing to say to an angel.

In truth, demons needed to take souls in order to live. The Demon King, or The Source, took many for power as well. They all wondered why his sister had not burned from the lack of taking.

"I'm still alive aren't I?" She replied back, bitterly.

"You've been to the middle ground haven't you?" Touya instead stated.

"Yes."

Sakura calmly watched as the fire grew larger and turned a darker red. Her brother was angry.

"You've disobeyed me." He said in a clipped tone.

"Demons don't always obey, brother." Sakura reminded him.

"But you will obey me!" He shouted at her, standing up from his throne to stand in front of her. "If you do not take a soul soon, you will wither!"

Sakura stood up as well. Her emerald eyes stared straight into his dark eyes. "And when I start to wither, brother, send me in a carriage to Oblivion yourself."

Suddenly Sakura broke into a smile. She kissed her brother on the cheek. "I've been alive for more than 1000 years, I do not need to take a soul to live."

"When you find out how the fuck you've managed to live so long, tell me."

"Of course dear brother." Sakura said and pushed past him. In a flash she landed on the ground. She circled around the large imposing fire and left.

Sakura had something no demon had. As she walked along the silent halls to return to her bedroom, she heard it. A loud thump drumming against her chest, a bright light burning within her.

She had a soul.

.:End Chapter:.

Author's Notes: Whoa some steamy stuff with Syaoran huh?! Anyways some explanations:

The Devil, who is Touya, is called The Source AND/OR Demon King. The Source would mean source of evil and Demon King as the ruler of the Underworld. Both works and both are correct.

Oblivion is the graveyard of demons where they will simply vanish in due time into dust.

Angels are not allowed to have sex unless wedded. Because the female angel slept with Syaoran, she will be punished.

Syaoran does not get punished because he is in a high class family of angels, right handed next to God himself.

God has a house. Heaven is really called The Above. In my story anyways.

Hell is called Underworld.

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