One reviewer asked about dear Syaoran going to America, so I'm adding an epilogue just for you!

Also, another reviewer also said I should lighten up on the American culture… I completely understand that anime is set in Japan, etc. but I don't live there so I don't know everything about their culture. I live in America, so the only culture I can best identify with is the American culture. So I'm sorry, but I will not take out some of the slang words in this epilogue. If you don't like that, it's ok just don't read it. My writing would not flow very well if I take out what is comfortable for me.

-.. Kit Kat

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Warning: This chapter has sexual situations! No lemon, but sexual situations. This is your warning; so don't be mad at me. I repeat, no lemon! Ok now that that's out of the way…

Epilogue: Part 1

"Hey."

"…Hey." Syaoran opened the door to his apartment to allow Sakura to enter. She tried to act cheerful, but her eyes revealed her unmistaken sadness.

"Wow it's so… empty." Sakura and Syaoran had finally become a couple yesterday. It was the best day of her life until she heard the news: Syaoran was leaving.

"…Yeah. I already moved all my boxes to the truck." His eyes rested on the floor.

"What about your furniture?"

"Sold. A friend of mine is stopping by in a few days to pick everything up and deliver it."

"Oh." A silence passed through the apartment. They watched each other for a while, not sure what to do or say.

Finally, Sakura turned away. Tears were forming fast, blurring her vision. I promised myself I wouldn't cry! I need to be happy for him. This is an opportunity of a lifetime…

"Sakura!" he ran to her and she opened her arms to embrace him.

"I-I'm sorry I--"

"Shhh…" he put one hand to her mouth while the other wiped away stray tears. "Sakura…" he could feel himself shaking. He quickly lowered his head to hers and their lips touched.

"Syaoran." Sakura returned the kiss fiercer than intended. They both blushed, embarrassed.

"Hehe… Sorry 'bout that." he grinned sheepishly.

"I'm not." Sakura said seductively. He starred at her shocked, his mouth faintly open.

"Sakura?" she approached him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Please… Make love to me. You're the only one I want to have me." She whispered.

"Sakura… it will make me leaving more difficult for the both of us." I want her… but I won't hurt her.

"Please! Before you leave me." She began to shake. He embraced her and stroked her head.

"Don't look at it that way, Saku-chan. I'll be back before you know it." Syaoran said it more to reassure himself.

She continued to whimper as he rubbed her back softly. Syaoran held back his own despair; afraid it would upset Sakura again.

"Syaoran?"

"Mmhm?"

"I love you." That was it. Syaoran couldn't hold back any longer.

"I love you too, my Sakura." he pulled her body closer to his and began kissing her passionately. She sighed in relief and returned the rough kiss.

After making out for what seemed an eternity, Syaoran carried Sakura slowly to the bedroom. He placed her on the bed and positioned himself on top of her. He gazed into her bright green eyes filled with excitement, passion, and a little anxiety.

"Are you sure you want me to keep going?" he brushed her bangs from her flushed cheeks and kissed her neck quietly.

"Yes." She sighed happily and he continued. His tongue gently trailed down her neck and shoulder, which he paused to nibble on. Her back arched, electrified to his every touch.

With clumsy fingers, Sakura started unbuttoning Syaoran's shirt. He smiled and shed the unwanted clothing once Sakura reached the last button. She could see his tight muscles through the white undershirt and gulped with anticipation.

Teasingly, he discarded the shirt and Sakura ran her fingers over his chest and abs. He trembled with eagerness and undressed her in response. They eloped into another kiss and melted with bliss.

They both lost their innocence that night, soaring in the happiness of their own love. For that night they forgot the future and past. They only remembered each other and those moments. Those bittersweet moments in each other's arms, the quiet apartment only filled with them.

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Beep beep beep… The alarm clock echoed throughout the calm room. Syaoran cursed and fumbled around for the snooze button.

He finally hit it and returned to his cozy pillow only to find Sakura sleeping on his chest. He smiled, remembering the previous night's events. Sakura you truly are amazing.

"Wake up beautiful angel." He teased while brushing his fingers over her nose. She groaned and turned over.

"I'm no angel right now!" she mumbled into the pillow.

"Let me be the judge of that." He tried to turn her over but she wiggled from his hands.

"No! You'll go blind."

"Blind with love." (A/N: Yes, that was a little line I kinda took from Star Wars III… prolly the most ridiculous line in the movie I might add! No, I don't own Star Wars. That'd be creepy if I was George Lucas writing a romance anime fanfic!)

"What the? You are so cheesy Syao-kun!" she threw a pillow at his face playfully.

"Come on. Pwease? I want to see your lovely face." He whimpered (sarcastically, of course.)

"Ugh OK!" she spun around and looked him in the eye, pouting none-the-less. Her hair stuck up like his and her eyes were slightly red from all the crying before their little escapade.

"Well?" she shook her head impatiently.

"…You were right!" He burst out laughing and got another pillow to the face.

"I'll kill you Li Syaoran!" she chased him around the room, ticked. Finally he spun around to catch her arm and pin her to the wall. She turned her face away, angry.

"Sakura, Sakura, Sakura…" his voice was low and seductive in her ear, his warm breath unleashed butterflies in her stomach.

"What?" she said weakly.

"You're the most beautiful girl on Earth right now." He kissed her neck and she whimpered.

"Psh, whatever…" she tried to push him off but his grip was tight. She looked into his amber eyes and found them blazing with want.

"Want to go another round?" he licked his teeth and she couldn't help but laugh.

"Syaoran you dirty hentai pervert! We need to be at the airport in an hour."

"Ok, it'll be a quickie then."

"Syaoran!"

"Alright, alright!"

"I'm gonna go take a shower…" she saw the look in his eye, "alone." She shut the door in his face.

"So cold… ice cold."

Sakura emerged a little later fully clothed and in a new outfit. Syaoran raised one eyebrow at her as she shrugged.

"So you did plan it!" he chuckled amazed.

"What can I say? Even I can be a little…" she wrapped her arms around him and he gulped, "Naughty." The look on Syaoran's face was priceless. She gave him a little wink.

"You better take a long, cold shower." She giggled and pushed him into the bathroom.

"Yep that's obvious." He smiled and turned the shower on.

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Ok… no real cliffhanger besides the fact we still don't know if Syaoran is actually going to go to America. Good thing I'm posting part 1 and 2 together, just for you.

-.. Kit Kat