Full Summary: Sakura was your average well-loved girl that was graduating from medical school that year, and was she happy about it. She only had a year more of the torture of exams and waking up early in the mornings until she would finally be able to do what she really wanted – practice as a psychologist. But now that the exams for her third year had finally finished, she expected nothing out of the ordinary to happen to her. Just having her best friend/cousin move out of the apartment the two shared and attending her and her other best friend's wedding. Oh! And sharing the apartment with a new roommate, one of her cousin's fiancée's friends. A man named Li Syaoran. But who would have known this single man would turn her world upside down… along with all the expectations everyone had for her. Including her own.
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Love Over Lust?
Chapter Fifteen
Written by: SweetBabyGurl
"Oof!" Sakura let out loudly as she landed flat on her backside. Upon rubbing it, hoping to make it less sore, she looked up and saw a frightened Touya slowly backing away from an advancing Nakuru.
"Sakura! Thank God!" Touya cried as he jumped to the floor and hugged the life out of his sister the moment he noticed her. "I don't think I've ever been so happy to see you in my life!"
"Mou Sakura-sama! You always have to come and ruin my fun," Nakuru pouted with her arms crossed over her chest.
"I honestly don't see how trying to seduce my elder brother proves to be fun for you, but do continue Nakuru-chan," Sakura told the older woman with a giggle, making Touya's eyes go wide.
"Sakura please, don't go! I swear to Kami I'll never call you kaijuu again!" Touya pleaded whilst holding onto the end of her shirt. She merely grinned.
"Adios," Sakura told him with a salute and with the snap of her fingers she was gone again.
"So where were we Touya-kun?" Nakuru asked seductively.
"Nooooo!" Touya cried in disdain, tears falling from his eyes as Nakuru came onto him once more.
"She isn't here," Syaoran whispered as he looked at the empty space before him.
"I'm sorry Syaoran," Eriol told him with a small squeeze on the shoulder.
"What are we looking at?" Sakura inquired quietly from the door making their heads shoot up and finally notice her and the weeping Tomoyo behind her.
"Sakura!" Syaoran cried as he was immediately on his feet. He flew to the door with amazing speed and instantly crushed her body to his. "Don't ever leave like that again. You scared me half to death."
"I'm sorry Syao," Sakura apologized quietly as she returned the hugged.
"It's alright," he told her before he pulled back to look her in the eyes and brush her bangs away from her face. "Just don't do it again," he commanded before kissing her soundly on the lips which she eagerly returned. With a light blush upon her cheeks, she nodded, slightly breathless, placing her hands over his own that were on either side of her head lovingly.
"KAWAII!" Tomoyo screamed and pulled her video camera to tape them out of no where, making everyone sweat drop and Eriol slowly pull the protesting woman away.
"Sakura, I'm getting nervous," Tomoyo told her friend. It was finally her wedding day. Her luscious raven hair was set up in an up-do with petals and glitter and tiny gems adorning her hair. A glittering white tiara was placed at the base of the hairdo, wrapping around the whole style, allowing a veil to fall down hair back which was garlanded with diamonds. Her dress was magnificent. It was a tube top cut, with several folds at the bottom of the dress. Diamonds covered the entire top of the dress, slowly decreasing to small scatters of glitter as it approached the expanded bottom. The entire dress was made of the finest silk, and least to say Tomoyo looked stunning. Her make-up was light so that she wouldn't feel like she was caked in gloop; just a touch of light glittering white eye shadow to make her eyes seem brighter with a coat of mascara and a glossy pink lip-gloss.
"Tomoyo, you've been waiting for this day all you're life. Eriol and you will finally be married. You'll have a few mini Eriols and Tomoyos and you'll both be brilliant at today's ceremony," Sakura told her friend as she placed another coat of glittering hairspray in her hair. Sakura was the maid of honour for the night. She was dress in a light purple strapless that also had no back up to her waist. The dress had a shimmering material that glittered fuchsia whenever she moved. Her hair was curled into ringlets that framed her face. A tiara was also place don her head but was considerably smaller.
"Are you sure?" Tomoyo asked, biting her lower lip hesitantly.
"Of course," Sakura smiled. "No regrets?" She asked, thrusting forth her pinkie finger.
"No regrets," Tomoyo smiled back relieved before Sakura had to leave to walk down the isle with Syaoran to meet the bride and groom at the altar.
Eventually, Tomoyo came down the isle, Fujitaka who had been like a father to her all of her life, on her arm ready to be given away. And ready to cry her eyes out. Fujitaka smiles as he reached the front where Eriol stood and slowly leaned forward to whisper something in the groom's ear.
"Hurt her and you'll be buried alive," Fujitaka smiled kindly. Eriol paled considerably, surprised of receiving a threat from someone who had been like a father to him as well, but nodded anyway.
"Dearly beloved. We are gathered here today, to join in holy matrimony, Daidouji Tomoyo and Hiiragizawa Eriol," the pastor began, allowing Eriol and Tomoyo to turn to another. "Do you Daidouji Tomoyo, take this man, Hiiragizawa Eriol to be your lawfully wedded husband in sickness and health, for richer for poorer, till death do you part?" he asked kindly.
"I do," Tomoyo replied almost automatically as she stared into the eyes of the man she loved.
"And do you Hiiragizawa Eriol take this woman, Daidouji Tomoyo to be your lawfully wedded wife in sickness and health, for richer for poorer, till death do you part?" he asked once more.
"I do," Eriol replied at once, almost cutting the pastor off, making everyone laugh quietly.
"I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride," he pronounced as the organist resumed the wedding music and the couple hopped into the limo. They weren't going to the reception. They had both previously decided on skipping straight to the honeymoon.
Love is defined as a person who is the object of deep or intense affection or attraction; beloved. Often used as a term of endearment. Lust is defined as an intense or unrestrained sexual craving. Which can conquer the other? Love, over lust? Or lust, over love? Always
Love Over Lust
The End
Readers: Waiii! It's done! I finished this fiction on July 1, 2005 11:37 pm. Well, hope you all liked it and you'll be hearing from me soon! Ja ne ;)
— SweetBabyGurl