Summary: Sakura was your average girl graduating from college that year. So what happens when she crosses paths with Asia's number one bachelor who just happens to be her new roommate? They know they lust after one another. But love? Bah!

Disclaimer: I do not own CCS or anything like it, it strictly belongs to CLAMP. I only own this plot.

Authoress' Note: Hey guys. I really like how everyone responded to the prologue so I decided to start on the first chapter while I still have the chance. I just started work today, and Monday and Tuesdays are the really slow days, but today is the only day I'll really get a chance to write, so sorry if it's a bit short alright? Thanks for reading and reviewing if you have and enjoy the first chapter of Love Over Lust?

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Love Over Lust?
Chapter One
By: SweetBabyGurl
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It was already well into the night and Sakura could not fall asleep. She, Tomoyo, Eriol and her new roommate, Syaoran, had set up everything in their respective rooms. She shut her tired eyes and sighed. Sure she was tired, but there was something that was bothering her. There was something that seemed eerily familiar about Syaoran, especially his eyes. They contained such familiarity it made her inwardly shudder whenever she looked in them. Suddenly nervous, she bit her lower lip. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to have Eriol erase her memory so many years ago?

— Flashback —

"Ugh, what just happened? My head kills," Sakura moaned as she sat up from bed. Before her sat a guilty looking Tomoyo and an ashamed looking Eriol. "Guys? What's the matter? Are you two okay?" She asked in a softer tone this time although her voice was still quite hoarse.

"Your head is going to hurt like that a lot Sakura. Eriol, told me before he… he did it," Tomoyo told her, her voice extremely quiet. Sakura's eyes widened with fear, knowing something was wrong.

"'Did it'? Do what Tomoyo? Eriol?" Sakura questioned. She tried hard to think about what had happened and how she got into her bed, how Eriol and Tomoyo had gotten in her house… but her mind… it was blank.

"We couldn't stand seeing you like that anymore Sakura! You were so empty and I didn't want to see you do something terrible to yourself just so he couldn't get them… I had to…" Eriol trailed off his voice and face filled with sorrow.

"Eriol what happened?" Sakura asked, feeling herself become light headed.

"Something happened in the past year Sakura and when you found out the truth… it was eating you away. So when you asked Eriol to erase your memory, how could he say no?" Tomoyo told her in sorrowful tone as well.

— End of Flashback —

Sakura let out another sigh. She was never sure what memory was erased, but it was probably just better forgotten. If she really was in the state Tomoyo told her she was in, she didn't want to know. At wasn't like she'd have any reason to remember it anyway right? She bit her lip harder this time, knowing she was wrong.

Sakura stretched as she walked back into the small apartment, her eyes shut, planning on walking into her room.

"You're up early," a deep voice told her from the kitchen. Letting out a small yelp, she shot up into the air and subconsciously grabbed the pink star key that hung loosely around her neck.

"S-sorry, you scared me," Sakura breathed as she looked in the direction of where the voice came from and walked up to him with a shy smile.

"How are you?" He asked, lazily placing his arms around her waist to pull her close.

"I'm sweaty," Sakura told him with a smile as she scrunched up her nose. He, in return, shot her a confused look, making her giggle. "I just got back from my jog."

"Sakura! Where do you keep your soap I want—" she heard another deep voice call, but got cut off short at the sight before him.

"Who are you?" The two boys asked each other at once.

"Ano… Syaoran this is Tai. Tai, this is my new roommate I was telling you about the other day, Syaoran," Sakura introduced the man she was holding on to. He had mahogany brown coloured hair and steel grey coloured eyes that contrasted with his pale face. All in all, he was very handsome.

"Hi, I'm her boyfriend," Tai told Syaoran smugly. Syaoran gave the man a smile and returned the painful handshake, but inside he was boiling.

'Well… this is going to make things sure as hell harder!' His mind screamed at him.

"Tai has a key to the apartment, so he comes in and makes breakfast every now and then," Sakura told Syaoran with a real smile as she lay her head on Tai's shoulder. "Oh! And I'll show you where the soap is… after I shower!" Sakura cried as she ran to the bathroom. Syaoran realized a little too late what she meant for he had managed to reach the door — just in time for it to be slammed in his face. Grumbling, Syaoran walked back to his new room, rubbing his face as Tai stood a lone in the kitchen a small smirk forming on his lips.

Sakura sat on the park swing, gently moving with the soft fall breeze. She wore the typical tight blue jeans and a snow white turtle neck, her hair flowing down her shoulders. She was alone, and liked it this way. She had been wanting to release her aura and feel the cards around her since this morning, but with Syaoran in the house… she didn't want to take any risks. Eriol had told her that he and Syaoran were in some way related giving the conclusion he might have magic in him. And if he did… he couldn't be trusted. She shut her eyes but felt no tears give way. She had met many other magicians before, surprisingly, and trusted most of them. All of them had tried to kill her and take the cards away from her. Didn't they see? She loved them… and there was no way she was going to give up the Sakura Cards. She would only share them with her husband if he too was a magician.

Sakura let out a small smile at that thought. She wish she could ask Tai if he knew magic, but what if he didn't? How would that come off… she would have to erase his memory as to not think of her as a nut-job, but when doing that, it had serious repercussions. She quickly pulled her aura back in and muttered a quick spell knowing she needed to head back home soon. It was nearly seven and Syaoran said she wasn't to be out too late if they were to watch the movie together. All day, the two had spent some serious time getting to know each other better. She really liked him and thought he was really sweet. He was a major flirt, but that was okay. He was hot, no use of denying the obvious, and he knew it. A few images of Syaoran and her kissing even crossed her mind as the two sat on the couch watching cartoons together for an hour. She merely shook her head and chuckled, knowing it was foolish. She just thought he was hot… and that was final.

Picking herself up from the forest floor, she dusted off her pants and began her walk home never aware of the two eyes that watched her ever-so closely.

A musical voice filled her ears as she walked into the apartment. She recognized it as herself singing one of her favourite songs. She immediately halted, her eyes wide as she ran to the living area. Grabbing the remote from her best friend's hand without him noticing she turned off the television.

"I can't believe you still have that tape!" Sakura wailed as she plopped herself on the couch between Tomoyo and Syaoran.

"Of course I still have it! It was called 'Sakura-chan And Her Big Début!'" Tomoyo exclaimed, going into her starry eyed mode, much like when she used to video tape her and her card captures.

"Some things never change," Eriol laughed as Syaoran let out a small smile before turning to her.

"You've got an amazing voice, you should really sing to me sometime," Syaoran told her making her blush.

"Hoe!" Sakura yelped as she covered her face with a pillow while everyone else laughed at her. She quickly cleared her throat. "Let's start the movie shall we?"

"Syaoran why do you have grass in your hair?" Tomoyo asked bewildered.

"Oh, I fell down when I was walking in the park before Sakura came back not too long ago," he answered with a pleasant smile.

'Give them to me! You're not worthy!' He screamed at her with an outstretched hand.

'Who the hell are you to tell me what to do? Who the hell are you anyway?' She shouted back.

The dreamer tossed her sleep. Who was the teenaged boy? And the teenaged girl? They both looked so familiar…

'Listen here Hiiragizawa. I could care less about her. I just want the cards. She isn't worthy!' She heard him shout. The door squeaked open, as her emerald eyes filled with tears, his filling with shock and guilt.

The troubled dreamer tossed and turned violently, recognizing it as herself and Eriol, but who was that other boy?!

'Sakura I meant what I said,' he told her sternly, the tears pouring from her eyes.

'You don't! You can't! You told me you loved me!' She cried as she grabbed his hand, making him flinch, why she didn't know. He immediately pulled away making her look at him with disbelief.

'I. Don't. Love. You,' he told her slowly, a smirk on his face. Although if you were any outsider you could clearly see the agony in his eyes, even though she could not. All she heard were his words.

Sakura shot up from her bed panting heavily, greedily gasping in the air her lungs needed. 'What the hell was that about?!'

TBC

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Special Note:

I would like to send out my sincerest thank you out to sweet-strawberry692003. First of all, thank you for your honesty, and I'm sorry you were wrong… that is a flame. But, you're an author and you know how it is to come up with ideas. But please don't judge, that's probably the only thing that got me mad. If you flamed it when it was at least developed properly, I would understand. But not everything is what it seems right? So thanks anyway! Ja!