Hi! One of my reviewers is going on holiday I think so I am updating so she can read it! Aren't I nice? Right this chappie is going to be great. But it always sounds better in my head. Hehe!

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Chapter 8: Hateful love

Sakura slowly made her way back to Syaoran's house. She had it all worked out in her head on what she was going to say. She would just tell him that she is okay with the engagement. And that she hoped they could be friends.

Who the hell was she kidding? She wanted to be more than friends with him. She wanted to barge right in, say she didn't care and kiss him senseless. No! She had to be strong. She couldn't give in to urges.

When she reached his place she opened the door gently. She went into the lounge and found him sitting on the sofa, his head in his hands. Sakura took pity on him.

"Syaoran…" She whispered sadly.

Syaoran's head immediately shot up and he looked at where Sakura was standing. "Sakura." He choked out. He got up quickly and went to where she was standing. Before she could even protest his lips were upon hers, devouring her slowly.

Sakura felt all her resolve slowly melt away. As the kiss continued Sakura started to kiss back. No! She couldn't do this. Yes! She could! No! Yes! NO! YES!

"NO!" She yelled and pushed him away. Syaoran gave her a quizzical look. "Syaoran. I came here for one reason. I'm leaving. I'm going back to live with my dad."

Syaoran looked at her in disbelief. He then started to laugh. "Sakura. You're not serious?"

"Yes! I am!" She countered, loosing her temper at the fact that he thought it was all a joke.

"Why?" Syaoran asked confused.

"Because your engaged!" She yelled at him. "You're engaged Syaoran! Do you know how I feel?" Syaoran looked at her slightly shocked.

"Sakura. It's not a permanent engagement-" Syaoran started but he was soon interrupted by Sakura.

"Were you or were you not engaged when we started our so called relationship?" She asked him firmly. Syaoran looked at her. Sakura looked back. "Syaoran! Answer me!"

"Yes." He whispered, barely audible. He had his head down.

"Syaoran did you not even think to tell me?" Sakura asked exasperated.

"I-I'm not sure-"

"I feel like a whore Syaoran! Like your mistress!" She shouted. Syaoran looked up at her with saddened eyes.

"Sakura, you are not my mistress." He said, looking her straight in the eye.

"I bloody damn well feel like it!" She told him. Syaoran winced.

"Sakura…you never were my mistress. I-I think I'm in-"

"Don't you dare say that Syaoran! Don't you dare!" Sakura yelled at him her eyes wide.

Syaoran looked at her in shock. "Why not?"

"Because this relationship had nothing to do with that. This relationship is purely lust. Was purely lust."

"Sakura! Come on! She's in Hong Kong for God sake. I wasn't goning to marry her anyway." Syaoran pleaded.

"No! You lied to me. You…you played me." Sakura felt tears coming to her eyes. "You played me Syaoran. I thought you cared."

"I do!"

"Then you wouldn't have lied to me! Would you?"

"Sakura…I-I'm sorry. I really am." Syaoran was looking at Sakura and as Sakura's eyes met his she could tell he was telling the truth. More tears filled her eyes.

"I'm packing my stuff and then I'm going to leave. It was nice knowing you Syaoran." And Sakura made her way to the spare bedroom.

As Sakura opened the door a pair of strong arms pulled her against the wall. Syaoran's lips fell on hers again and he was kissing her with longing, desperation and love. Sakura tried to push away but every time she did he held her tighter.

"Please Sakura." He whispered. "Just for tonight. Please?" Syaoran was kissing her softly, his hands caressing her like you would a petal. She felt herself give in to his touches and kisses and soon she was kissing him back.

They stumbled back on the bed together and Syaoran slowly started undoing her top. Sakura reached for his buttons and started undoing them clumsily. Syaoran took her top off and started with her bra. By the time Syaoran's shirt was off Sakura's top half was bare.

Sakura moaned in pleasure as Syaoran started sucking her nipple. "Oh God." She whispered breathlessly. Syaoran lowered his kisses down her chest and soon he was at her jeans. He undid the button and zip and slowly pulled them down. Sakura gasped as his fingers stroked her womanhood through the material of her knickers.

Sakura reached for Syaoran's trousers and yanked them down impatiently. Syaoran smiled slightly at her and pulled his trousers down along with his pants. Sakura gasped as she saw it. Syaoran pulled of the last barrier between them, her knickers, and climbed on top of her.

"Now this will hurt Sakura." He said solemnly.

Sakura nodded even though she knew it would hurt. She put her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. She felt Syaoran's arms encircle her, holding her close to his body. He slowly started to enter her. This isn't so bad as she thought it would be. Syaoran went even further and Sakura whimpered in pain.

"It hurts Syaoran." She whispered into his ear. Syaoran stayed still for a while even though the urge to thrust was unbearable. He gently kissed her forehead, then her nose, then her lips. The kiss lingered awhile before he finally pulled away.

"I know. I'll make it better. I promise." His promise was fulfilled with his first thrust. Sakura had never felt pleasure like this before. It was pure bliss and she wanted more. She met with his thrusts, lifting her waist to meet his. Syaoran groaned as she did this for pleasure was building inside him too.

Sakura felt the first peak and she screamed softly as she reached it. She continued to hold onto Syaoran and he continued to thrust. The second peak came quickly after that. She moaned this time and Syaoran moaned with her. Her screaming like this was quite a turn on. Not that he wasn't turned on already.

Sakura reached her final peak. The biggest of them all and she could feel it. She urged Syaoran to go faster so he quickened his pace. Sakura groaned with each thrust and eventually she screamed, her walls tightening around Syaoran, milking him of his juice. "Oh God." Moaned Syaoran as he felt her tightening around him. They both fell on the bed, breathless, sweaty and satisfied.

Syaoran ran his hand along Sakura's body. Starting with the face and going down to her womanhood. He watched his hand travel down her body and he realised how truly beautiful she was. She was perfect in every way. He looked up at her face and saw that she had fallen asleep. He smiled gently and brushed his lips against hers getting a moan from Sakura. He pulled her body towards his and held her throughout the night. Even his unconscious self held her close to him as he slept.

When Sakura awoke her inner legs were aching. She moaned softly as she lifted herself up. She looked at Syaoran sleeping there and smiled gently.

"I love you so much." She barely whispered and leaned down to kiss him softly on the lips. She pulled away quickly and gently got out of bed. She found her clothes scattered on the floor and she picked them up and got changed. She packed her stuff in the room in her suitcase and silently left the house.

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I'm done! This is quite lemony. Not as lemony as some fics I've read. By God it's mild compared to them but it still has sex involved so up goes the rating. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review. I would be so grateful as it is my birthday tomorrow! Hehe! So that's it for today I think. I don't know…maybe one more? What do you think? Ciao!