I Want To Be You

Author's Notes: Thank you to all those who reviewed. And thanks for the encouragement of writing my own original story. Sorry it took so long to write this chapter, I've been swamped with college work.

On a side note: Here's a message to My Desperate Soul in Love:

Hi! Reading your review to my story made me embarrassed, proud, happy, shy, surprised, and extremely flattered. I very much enjoyed you and your classmate's reactions to my story. I feel extremely flattered that you and so many people like my story so much. So in return, I'd like to dedicate this chapter to you guys. I hope every one of you continue to be a fan of my story.

I also hope that everyone who loves this story continues to love it. And hey who knows, maybe I might get this story published!

SYAORAN AND SAKURA HAS NOT TRANSFORMED YET!

All the angels and demons got on their knees to acknowledge the new heirs. Sakura to the Above and Syaoran to the Underworld.

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:.

It was a strange sight to wake up and see light, a new view from her once gray world. Sakura gazed around the large expanse of the bedroom. A large bed in the middle of the room with white silk canopy curtains and high neutral tone oak ceiling and floors, large windows with walls painted a butter cream. A large mirror hung on the wall in front and a balcony to the left, she felt like she was already in heaven.

However once she turned around to her husband's side, she could see outside the windows of a beautiful crystal blue beach with white sand. Only on the Middle Ground could this exist such a pure natural sight. Her husband at the moment was sleeping, his light snoring ringing around the room.

Sakura giggled when her husband turned onto his side to face her, expanding an arm to wrap securely around her. The light sound woke him up and his amber eyes sleepily gazed at her. A glimpse of her smiling face made him chuckle and bury himself further into his pillow.

"Seeing you must be a dream, so I'll have to fall asleep longer to keep you in my sight," Syaoran joked, "perhaps I can even dream of ravishing you."

The demon blushed and landed a hard smack onto his arm which caused him to snap up in bed with a roar of pain. The angel's roar of pain turned into one of lust as he turned himself to be on top of his wife. His large figure hovered over her but he kept his weight light and gentle as he rests upon her.

With a strange softness in his eyes and his smile, Syaoran leans to kiss Sakura. They share a kiss and then stare at each other. However, almost two quickly, Sakura breaks the effect by turning her head. She pushes her husband off of her and tells him to get ready for the day.

The feelings Sakura felt were unbelievable. She has never felt anything in her life except for this feeling of being in someplace she didn't belong. Suddenly Syaoran comes in and he creates this outburst of emotions that claw at her from the inside. It was painful but so pleasurable. She was shocked. Sakura felt like clawing out her soul and throwing it away, the feelings were suffocating. They felt amazing but they were new and mysterious, they were scary. She has never felt such things before. How can she control it? She was a demon who has spent lifetimes learning how to control her emotions, manipulate them and other people's emotions, and how to extract emotions to create power. Suddenly these emotions that welled up inside of her were not that of something she had known. How can she extract these? How can she manipulate these? How can she simply control them from overwhelming her?

Afraid, Sakura simply decided to put distance between herself and her husband. He didn't seem to notice much, deciding that it must be her usual withdrawn exterior of her nature as a demon. While Syaoran is in the bathroom preparing, Sakura sits on the balcony. Her fingers unconsciously seek out her new crystal necklace. Her long thin elegant fingers graze the edges, almost afraid to touch it. In the Underworld, there were stories that if a demon were to touch the necklace which marked all the power of God, they'd be burnt in an instant. Yet as a demon with a soul, she touched it and it seemed to only swell power inside of her. This was she has become, the new God of the Above. She has become the very creature her people have sought to destroy.

Meanwhile as Sakura is thinking of her new position, Syaoran is marveling at the beauty of his tattoo. It was on his chest, where his heart should be. It was a large, intricate tattoo spanning his entire breast of silver, red, and black. It was something full of dark meanings but so beautiful in its mystery. It was strange because Syaoran has always thought of skulls, dead bodies, bloodshed, and dark magic to be associated with the Underworld. Apparently he was wrong because even things that are dark still have beauty. After all, he has a wife of magnificent beauty despite her birth of a dark nature.

Sakura and Syaoran met in their living room where they shared breakfast on a couch watching a human television show. This was their honeymoon, to enjoy each other and to enjoy whatever peace reigned because it wouldn't last.

.:Underworld:.

The Underworld was in a riot. Lesser demons were hunting higher powered demons and the entire delicate balance of "classes" was being pulled apart. It was like ripping the delicate embroidery of a sheet: easy and monstrous.

Anger was consuming the Underworld fast, leaving in its wake nothing but a destructive fire. Anger is the most monstrous sins of all. It consumed everything, leaving nothing behind. It enjoyed pain, grew under it. And anger was the only sin that could never be erased. Demons were hurting each other, vengeful for letting an angel become their new ruler. An angel, a being they so readily despised?! High power demons were placing blame on each other, how could they have let the Underworld commit to such an act of agreeing for swapping their princess with an angel?

To say Touya was angry was an understatement. Unlike the Demon Kings of his time beforehand, he did most of his work alone. He did not depend on a board of higher power demons that did all his biddings for him. Touya could not bear to trust demons, known for their deceit and betrayal, things he can easily do himself. Touya, himself, under regulations of the Underworld must have a small cabinet of at least two demons. In that, he had simply picked a seer and a witch. By the Underworld's regulations, Touya as the Demon King reigned all power.

So during these many riots, the Demon King took out the flame and consumed it himself. He destroyed the demons who opposed him and he threatened the demons who surrendered. No being in his world shall move outside of his demands. He demanded absolute control over his world. As he did this over the large vast of the Underworld, his own anger and power only grew.

During an evening of peace, Touya rested in his chambers. Yukito, his seer, came to see him. Yukito was the oldest seer in the Underworld who had been believed to have vanished some thousand years ago until Touya had sought him out. In order to become the next Demon King and take down his father before him, Touya had to already have found his cabinet. He only wanted the best and he looked for Yukito was many years. He had found him in the Middle Ground, the one place Demons would not think to look.

Yukito was special because he was the original seer. He is the First seer. There are many stories of how he came to be about, interlaced with lies and truth; as all stories are. They say he was originally born a human gifted with powers that allowed him to foretell all events to happen. His destiny was written to become a great angel, in service of God. The thing special about humans, of course, was being born with the great gift of Free Will, which allowed them to change their destinies. What made him become a demon instead?

Yuktio had fallen in love. He had fallen in love with Ruby Moon, a witch of the Demon World in control of the rise and fall of the planet Moon. When he had found her, she had been disguised as a young woman in the Middle Ground. He had saved her from being murdered by a group of men when he was nineteen. What he hadn't known was that the men that he had killed in order to save Ruby Moon were great angels from the Above. Guilt was implanted in him and his soul became tainted with murder. His demise came when Ruby Moon continued to disguise herself as a human and they fell in love.

Love is as beautiful as it is dangerous and destructive. Ruby Moon, unaware of Yuktio's great destiny, continued to stay with him. As a witch, she was selfish. She was so madly in love with Yuktio, she was unable to bear being separated from him. Her time in the Middle Ground was wearing thin and she would have to return soon. She did not want to leave her beloved. In hopes that she would be able to take him with her when she returned to the Underworld, she shed her human skin to reveal herself in her true beauty. Yuktio could not understand she was a witch of course for the Underworld and fell in love with her all over again. However once Ruby Moon spoke that she was a witch of the Underworld, Yuktio became too afraid.

He truly believed that having been in love with a witch of the Underworld, he would be curse forever. He could not make a choice between the Middle Ground or be in the Underworld with his beloved. Ruby Moon, mistakenly thinking he was rejecting her, became enraged. She plunged strong magic into the man she once loved and changed him into a demon. She forced him to join her world.

However as Ruby Moon finished her spell, she noticed what was written in Yuktio's soul was to become a great angel instead. She realized her mistake, for having destroyed the great destiny Yuktio would've had. However her spell had finished and irreversible, she became unable to change it. Yukito wept with great sorrow and then he turned angry. He once held great love for Ruby Moon, but her magic that made him become something he had been afraid to become. After he had murdered those angels, he had been so afraid to become a demon for repentance for the great sin he has commited. But truly, he became a demon for repentance for having fallen in love with a witch of the Underworld. He hated Ruby Moon afterwards.

For centuries afterwards, Yuktio became the seer of many Demon Kings. He carried his loathing for the woman he loved and served the Underworld very well with much bitterness. Unable to stand the bitterness that consumed him so much, he disappeared suddenly. Many Demon Kings had sent men to look for Yuktio, desiring to have the great First Seer by their side. Touya had found him of course and made Yuktio a part of his cabinet under one deal Yuktio could not refuse.

This deal was so that Yukito would work along side Ruby Moon. Why? So Yuktio could constantly torment the woman he loved and hated at the same time. He wanted to make her feel as guilty as possible. Ruby Moon accepted because she wanted to repent under any punishment Yuktio would give, in hopes that one day Yukito will fall in love with her again.

That's the story of Yuktio, the great First Seer. His foretelling are never to be doubted, how can you doubt the source of that power? Yukito stood long and tall, with silver white hair and large black wings in his white and light blue suit he has always worn. He bowed slightly to his Demon King before reporting.

"My Lord."

Touya nodded to him, gesturing for him to continue.

"I have received a sight. It was vague and something to be afraid of. I am not sure of what it may mean because it was simply an echo. It almost seemed like a distant dream, long forgotten."

"Enough of the riddles tell me what you have seen."

.:The Above:.

Yelen was a dangerous and scary woman when crossed. And she was a woman so rarely crossed unless it was matters of her son. She held no scowl on her face however the way she pressed her lips thinly together and the way she held herself extremely stiffly and the way her eyes glared gave away the anger. Her voice held no quiver, only a demanding and strict tone.

She has gathered all the angels into the castle. She has forced them all to kneel unwillingly to her with her brute power. She stood on her platform looking down below them, her wings stretched outright behind her with her hands crossed behind her. The angels looked away in shame.

"HOW DARE YOU SHED BLOODSHED IN MY KINGDOM!" Yelen stated but it echoed all throughout the Above. "What are we? Angels or demons? Angels or humans?"

There was no reply. Yelen began to walk down the steps of her platform, placing distance between her and her throne. "Humans constantly fight with each other. Demons are the lowly creatures that fight among themselves for piety things. We are angels!" Yelen was on the ground now where the other angels were kneeling.

She paced back and forth. She glared at everyone to the point where they could feel her glare glowering at them with their heads down. "We are angels who keep peace. We do not fight unless we have to. These pathetic reasons for your violence are not to be tolerated! We lift our weapons and powers to fight when we are at war and under attack! We do not fight because we disagree with each other! We…"

"My Lady!" A voice cried out. Eriol, came running in.

"What is it?" Yelen asked in a stern voice. Eriol's eyes held fear, mingled with confusion and curiosity. His face held worry as well. He gestured for the woman who controlled all of the Above to follow him into another room of the castle.

Yelen sighed as she collapsed into a chair. Yelen knew that whenever Eriol was to bring news on his own, it was always something absolutely amazing or absolutely horrifying. He was a great angel indeed bestowed with many great powers. He had amazing strength, he was the only angel with a connection to the Middle Ground and the people that roamed it.

"The winds have carried me something. From where, I can not tell. It was vague and something to be afraid of. I am not sure of what it may mean because it seemed only as if it was an echo. It almost seemed like a distant dream, long forgotten. But it was clear, so crystal clear for such a faint message."

Yelen sighed, "Enough of these riddles, Eriol. Tell me what the winds have brought you."

From both the Underworld and the Above

And both Yuktio and Eriol spoke of what they have received:

"The destruction of everything we have known is upon us.

The true wishes of Clow will be fulfilled.

What we now know will become the phoenix's ashes."

Author's Notes: WOW! Talk about intense! I'm sorry if it seemed like a lot of side plots, but it'll become important later. Sorry for the long delay but I hope you enjoyed the chapter! As always, don't forget to review and wait for my updates!

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