A Stalking Seduction
Chapter1: Memories of A Passionate Infatuation
By: Akira006
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS!!
Akira006: Ooo, suspense!!
Sakura turned around to face Syaoran Li. His unruly auburn hair fell in his eyes which resembled two cold amber
stones. She hadn't realized how close they were. She stepped back to widen the space and backed into the floor to ceiling
window. He took another step forward. Sakura pressed herself as close to the window and as far away from Mr. Li as possible.
"Mr. Li what are you do-" Sakura began as he pressed his body against her, capturing her mouth in a fierce kiss.
When he pulled back, he was smiling devilishly.
"Don't tell me you already forgot me, my sweet cherry blossom." He said far too sweetly.
Sakura's eyes soon filled with rage. "What the hell are you doing here?!"
Syaoran was still smiling. "Tsk, Tsk such language shames such a blossom."
Sakura quickly pushed him away and walked over to her desk. "You left me." She said infuriated that he would even
show his face after he left her that night.
Sakura walked through the crowd of people at the banquet. Girls giving her dirty looks of jealousy and guys looking
at her longingly. She ignored them all and made her way over to her best friend, Tomoyo soon-to-be Hiiragizawa. Tomoyo
smiled at her friend warmly.
"Sakura I must say that dress looks simply ravishing on you. Who is your designer?" Tomoyo asked with a proud smile.
"Oh, only the best, Tomoyo Daidouji." Sakura said with a smile.
Tomoyo smiled back at her.
"So how is Eriol doing?" Sakura asked.
"He is out of town on business." Tomoyo replied sadly.
Sakura smiled at her devoted friend. She was looking around casually. They ate and soon couples were dancing and
laughing. The room was filled with laughter and chatter. Sakura wanted to get some fresh air and made her way to the balcony.
She breathed in the fresh air gratefully, unaware of the figure looming in the shadows behind her.
"Leaving the party so early?" A sensual male voice asked.
Sakura slightly jumped and turned around in surprise. The male stepped out of the shadows. He was a tall man
probably of the age of twenty or so. His auburn hair was messy and careless, but his eyes were fierce and cold at the same
time while still having a sexy mysterious tint to them.
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't know anyone else was here." Sakura said with a small laugh.
He smiled mysteriously. "Naturally." As he took a step towards her.
Sakura wasn't expecting that answer. She was expecting him to apologize or something. She slowly backed away when
the man continued to near her, step by step, the tension slowly rose with each step he took. Sakura was backed as far as
she could go, pressed against the concrete baluster. She was slightly trembling as he wrapped an arm around her waist,
pulling her roughly to him. His lips crashed into hers mercilessly.
"Syaoran." Was all he said before it began.
"Sakura." She replied.
Sakura remembered very well what happened after that. Yes, they made love. She gave herself to him. He took away her
innocence, and she hated him for that. Even after he did all this to her, he leaves her.
They were both lying on the ground exhausted. His head was nestled on her breasts still covered by her dress. A
drunk suddenly walked out onto the balcony. He simply stood up and helped Sakura up before fixing his jacket, running a hand
through his hair and walking back into the room. Sakura stood there, tears forming in her eyes. She quickly went back inside
and found Tomoyo.
"I'm not feeling well. I'm going to go home." She quickly told her friend who had a concerned look on her face.
Tomoyo nodded in agreement and called a taxi for her.
A/N: I'm going to stop this chapter here as well.
Chapter1: Memories of A Passionate Infatuation
By: Akira006
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS!!
Akira006: Ooo, suspense!!
Sakura turned around to face Syaoran Li. His unruly auburn hair fell in his eyes which resembled two cold amber
stones. She hadn't realized how close they were. She stepped back to widen the space and backed into the floor to ceiling
window. He took another step forward. Sakura pressed herself as close to the window and as far away from Mr. Li as possible.
"Mr. Li what are you do-" Sakura began as he pressed his body against her, capturing her mouth in a fierce kiss.
When he pulled back, he was smiling devilishly.
"Don't tell me you already forgot me, my sweet cherry blossom." He said far too sweetly.
Sakura's eyes soon filled with rage. "What the hell are you doing here?!"
Syaoran was still smiling. "Tsk, Tsk such language shames such a blossom."
Sakura quickly pushed him away and walked over to her desk. "You left me." She said infuriated that he would even
show his face after he left her that night.
Sakura walked through the crowd of people at the banquet. Girls giving her dirty looks of jealousy and guys looking
at her longingly. She ignored them all and made her way over to her best friend, Tomoyo soon-to-be Hiiragizawa. Tomoyo
smiled at her friend warmly.
"Sakura I must say that dress looks simply ravishing on you. Who is your designer?" Tomoyo asked with a proud smile.
"Oh, only the best, Tomoyo Daidouji." Sakura said with a smile.
Tomoyo smiled back at her.
"So how is Eriol doing?" Sakura asked.
"He is out of town on business." Tomoyo replied sadly.
Sakura smiled at her devoted friend. She was looking around casually. They ate and soon couples were dancing and
laughing. The room was filled with laughter and chatter. Sakura wanted to get some fresh air and made her way to the balcony.
She breathed in the fresh air gratefully, unaware of the figure looming in the shadows behind her.
"Leaving the party so early?" A sensual male voice asked.
Sakura slightly jumped and turned around in surprise. The male stepped out of the shadows. He was a tall man
probably of the age of twenty or so. His auburn hair was messy and careless, but his eyes were fierce and cold at the same
time while still having a sexy mysterious tint to them.
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't know anyone else was here." Sakura said with a small laugh.
He smiled mysteriously. "Naturally." As he took a step towards her.
Sakura wasn't expecting that answer. She was expecting him to apologize or something. She slowly backed away when
the man continued to near her, step by step, the tension slowly rose with each step he took. Sakura was backed as far as
she could go, pressed against the concrete baluster. She was slightly trembling as he wrapped an arm around her waist,
pulling her roughly to him. His lips crashed into hers mercilessly.
"Syaoran." Was all he said before it began.
"Sakura." She replied.
Sakura remembered very well what happened after that. Yes, they made love. She gave herself to him. He took away her
innocence, and she hated him for that. Even after he did all this to her, he leaves her.
They were both lying on the ground exhausted. His head was nestled on her breasts still covered by her dress. A
drunk suddenly walked out onto the balcony. He simply stood up and helped Sakura up before fixing his jacket, running a hand
through his hair and walking back into the room. Sakura stood there, tears forming in her eyes. She quickly went back inside
and found Tomoyo.
"I'm not feeling well. I'm going to go home." She quickly told her friend who had a concerned look on her face.
Tomoyo nodded in agreement and called a taxi for her.
A/N: I'm going to stop this chapter here as well.
