I am so sorry about the long wait! I had written the chapter a long time ago but I didn't like it. So I rewrote it today in... 5 minute tops. I just want to update this story. I got an idea for it but I can't garantee when will be the next time I will update. Your reviews will motivate me. (AKA REVIEW!!) So read and enjoy, hope you like it. And once again I am sorry about the wait.

P.S. You might notice that my writting style has changed. I had migrated to Fiction Press so my stories are develop. If you wish to check out my work over there, her is my pen name: Tryphosa Constance.

Syaoran looked around, taking in his surroundings. Sakura's house was clean, surprisingly. The living room was basic. A couch, love seat, coffee table, lamps and of course the obligatory TV.

Sakura wiggled under him, slightly uncomfortable in their position.

"Um, Syaoran…would you mind getting off of me, please?" She smiled shyly at him, wishing he would get up soon enough.

"Why would I get off, Saku?" He kissed her cheek lightly, making her blush a light pink.

"Because the floor is very uncomfortable and I know you'd rather me somewhere else."

"I get what you mean…fine, I'll get off." He stood and extended his hand for Sakura to take. She took it and as soon as she was standing, she was in his arms, his lips on her lips. She looked up into his amber eyes and saw a look that she didn't know. Lust? Love? Guilt? Anger? Only he knew…

His lips never left hers, he only begged for more. He nipped at her bottom lip, asking entrance. As she let out a small gasp, he slid his tongue in and explored her mouth, earning a moan from Sakura. As they slowly got to the end of their breath they were holding in, they pulled apart. It took a few seconds for Sakura to finally open her eyes and to look at Syaoran who stood, smiling cockishly.

"Thanks…" She whispered quietly.

Sakura turned around and walked towards her kitchen, intent on drinking something. She pulled out a glass and filled it with ice cold water. She gulped it down and looked over at Syaoran who was leaning against the door frame, looking like a perfect model.

"What are you doing here, anyways?" She asked meekly.

"Do I need a reason to visit my secret girlfriend?" Syaoran answered, making his way towards her.

"I guess not."

"Alright." He kissed her lightly on her lips. "I must make haste, some friends are meeting me at the pizza place near here." With that said, he left the house, Sakura gaping at his retreating form.

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"You seriously need a boyfriend." Tomoyo said as she saw Sakura on her laptop, searching up some news on any new attacks from Fighting Wolves.

"I know… You tell me that at least ten times a day." Sakura rolled her eyes as she turned to face her cousin and best friend.

"Just making sure you know that." Tomoyo took out her camera and started fiddling with it, something she usually did when she was nervous.

"What's wrong?" Sakura took the camera out of her hands.

"I met this guy…" Of course, Tomoyo was interrupted by Sakura.

"What? You met a guy? My Tomoyo met a guy? It's the apocalypse! It's the end of the world!" Sakura said sarcastically.

"I'm hurt." Tomoyo feigned pain as she placed her hand over her heart. "Anyways, he is really hot! I heard he just moved from China and into his cousin's house. His name is Eriol and oh my god… he is so very much sweet!"

"I'm happy for you!" Sakura answered giving her a hug.

I think I heard that name somewhere…Sakura thought darkly.

Sakura tuned her cousin out as she kept blabbing about this Eriol guy when, in fact, Sakura was thinking of a special someone…

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"Nice to see you again, Cousin!" Eriol beamed at the man standing before him.

"You finally decided to join me in Japan, Eriol." They shook hands before they went off towards the waiting limosine.

"So, Syaoran, any girls I should know about?"

"None." He answered with out a second thought. Did he really consider Sakura his girlfriend?

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