CHAPTER 8
Addictive, Stimulating, Gentle, Loving And…Passionate.

(Normal POV)
Sakura sat with her eyes closed, stretched out on the sofa her with feet on Tomoyo's centre table. Tomoyo stood at one corner of the archway that separated the dining room from the living room.
She hugged the archway post. "Are you sleeping?"

Sakura opened her eyes and looked up at her.

"Nope, I was only resting my eyes.

"Sakura you've been sitting there for almost two hours now."

Her mouth twisted into a grimace. "Can I spend the night here?"

She had an awful routine of running to Tomoyo whenever things went wrong.
"Why? You still haven't told me what happened, I think it would be best if you didn't spend the night and worked this thing out with-"

"I'm thirsty and come to think of it hungry too." Sakura interrupted "Let's order pizza."

"No! You are going to tell me. You never want to talk about what's bothering you."
Sakura sat up and withdrew her legs from the centre table to the floor.

"I can't go back." She shook her head "So much happened. We were having such a great time. After we kissed…he told me he wanted me back, something like that."

Tomoyo smiled "Where was I when all this happened."

"It's not something to smile about Tomoyo. I gave into him so easily. I let him hold me and…anyway, now he thinks I'm physically attracted to him. Can you believe it! He's like." Sakura cleared her throat "You can't resist me as much as I can't resist you." She imitated his voice. "Bull shit! He thinks he knows what I'm feeling."

Tomoyo's eyes glowed "Well are you?" she asked trying hard not to blink.

Sakura made a face "Hah, of course not. I have a boyfriend and we are passionate about each other…and we can't resist each other."
Tomoyo just sat back and watched. Whatever you say Sakura. You put so much effort into convincing me that you are not attracted to him. She thought slightly irritated.

Sakura stood up and walked from one side of the room to the other.
"There is more to a relationship than passion anyway. Some guys just get the wrong impression."

"Sakura please be honest. Why did you kiss him?"

Sakura sat down. She paused then looked at Tomoyo.

"I wanted to." Her voice was soft and carried virtue. "I wanted to know if it will feel the same way it used to feel. It was addictive, stimulating, gentle, loving and…passionate. It was like nothing else." Her eyes sparkled and a smirk touched her lips.

Tomoyo's eyebrows rose.

Sakura shook her head. Snap out of it Sakura.

"Did it feel the same way it used to?"

"Yes…maybe even better." Sakura confessed. She bit her lower lip and cursed under her breath.
"Then it must have meant something." Tomoyo pointed out while she eagerly awaited for a reply.

"I don't think so. It just means he is a great kisser." Her tone was lower.

Tomoyo looked away then rolled her eyes. She looked at Sakura again. She noticed that her skin was invaded by Goosebumps.

"Wow, you got Goosebumps just by thinking about it."
Sakura played with her fingers "I'm just feeling cold."

Tomoyo wanted to grab Sakura's head and slam it against the wall. She was being thickheaded on purpose.

"I don't see why you are making such a fuss about it. I thought you wanted me to be with Ryu?"

"I want you to be with the man you love." She folded her arms across her chest "Who ever that is."
"It's Ryu."

Tomoyo sighed. At least say it like you mean it.

"What happened with Syaoran was just an experiment. It won't happen again."

"Hey Sakura, I have an idea. I'm done with that dress I was making for you. Why don't you try it on?"

Sakura vaguely smile and nodded.

Sakura stood in the small passage between the kitchen and the bedroom. A disbelieving look started in her eyes and brought a smile on her face. She spun around and looked down at the dress. It was a blue dress made from a silk material with an empire waist, thin straps that showed off her toned shoulders. It was knee length and extended the length of her legs.

"I love it!" she squealed.

"It's way better than I thought it would be."

It was a soft knock on the door that drew their eyes away from the dress to the door.

"I'll get it. It must be the pizza guy." Tomoyo started toward the living room.

She casually opened the door not bothering to ask who it was that was knocking.

"Is Eriol in?" Syaoran asked in a low tone.

Tomoyo smirked "No, but he'll be here soon. Come in."

Syaoran walked in and Tomoyo closed the door behind him.

"I can't stay too long…."

Syaoran was interrupted when Sakura strolled into the room looking down at her chest.

"Tomoyo, I think you need to fix this area. My boobs can't breathe, it's a little too…" she looked up then stopped in her tracks. Her cheeks turned red.

She cleared her throat and stood up straight "Syaoran-kun." She said in an exaggerated formal tone.

"Mrs. Kinomoto." Syaoran replied in an even more formal tone. He gave her an icy glare then turned away.

Tomoyo chuckled then lightly thumped Syaoran's shoulder "Mrs. Kinomoto? What's wrong with you?"

Syaoran took a step back while Tomoyo walked toward Sakura.

"What do I need to fix?" Tomoyo looked at the dress thoughtfully."

"Nothing!" quickly replied Sakura.

"You look so beautiful." Tomoyo held Sakura's shoulders and forced her to turn to him. "Doesn't she look beautiful Syaoran?"

Syaoran looked at her from the corner of his eyes. He was mesmerized. He managed to look away and act blithe.

"It's alright."

"Alright? Is that all you can say? You barely look at it."

Syaoran turned to look at Sakura. She stood still, she reminded him of a mannequin at some fancy boutique.

"It looks uh…" he coughed "beautiful." Why is she making me do this? A faint quizzical expression softened the lean ridges on his face.

"Doesn't it go perfectly with her delicate frame and toned upper body and her long legs of course?"

Syaoran shrugged "If you say so."

"Tomoyo, um there is one tiny thing I need you to fix…um in your room please." Sakura insisted.

When they were in Tomoyo's room, Sakura quickly closed the door.

"What the heck was that about?"

Tomoyo relaxed her shoulders "What? I just wanted a third opinion. Turn around, I'll fix that problem you let slip." Tomoyo giggled.

When they returned to the living room, Syaoran was still standing up.

"Tomoyo, I really have to get home. I've got stuff to do." He started to walk to the door.

"Stop!" Tomoyo yelled.

Syaoran turned around startled "What is it?"

"Take Sakura with you. I can't drive her…Eriol and I have this romantic night thing planned when he gets back. I can't drop her off." Tomoyo laughed nervously.

"I'll catch a bus!" Sakura wailed in an annoyed tone.

"Forget the bus, I'll take you home." He said. His handsome face glowed with radiance.

Sakura sighed "Fine! I'll have to take this off."

"No leave it on." Tomoyo cut Sakura off.
Sakura slipped on her stilettos and trailed behind Syaoran. She sold me out-again. She thought with regard to Tomoyo.

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It was a long drive back to the apartment. None of them bothered to say a thing. It felt like they were back to where they were when they first moved in together.
When they reached the apartment, Sakura made her way to the kitchen and he sat hopeless on the couch. When Sakura was done in the kitchen she approached him.

She sat next to him; there was a string of silence. Suddenly the room felt empty. She picked up the remote and turned on the TV.

"You could be so cruel." Syaoran mumbled loud enough for her to hear. He then coughed the word "wrench." Of course he didn't intend to be so malicious; he just wanted her to say something. He wanted to irritate her…just a little.

She kept her eyes fixed on the television screen. "Syaoran if you have something to say, say it and stop acting like a five year old."

"Nope…I am absolutely speechless. The only thing that's bothering me is how you lead me to believe that things were different between us."

She turned off the TV "That's pathetic; I did not lead you to believe anything. You did that yourself."

"Sakura, you took your clothes off and kissed me back! What am I suppose to think?" Syaoran argued.

"This is why I don't want to date you. You have this sick idea in your head that I want you." Sakura faked a long bitter laugh.

"You are crazy! You have no idea what you do and why you do it!"
Sakura was more agitated, she clenched her teeth. "You are such a jerk. That's it! I've had enough of this. I'm moving out!"

"Fine! Move out!" Syaoran yelled moving closer to her.

"I will!"

Now there was no space left between them. Their faces were close to each other as they exchanged long heated glares.

"Go…what the hell you are waiting for!" he yelled.
Suddenly their mouths touch. Something happened, it was electric. A sudden ache of desire overcame them.

"I'm going to…"

She was cut off when Syaoran pressed his lips against eyes. She tried to pull away but he kept pulling her closer. He kissed one side of her lips before cupping his hands around her delicate face. Sakura's eyes were still open.

"Stop…" she murmured.
Before Syaoran could stop she quickly said softly "Don't…don't stop!" closing her eyes after that.

She kissed him back as he pulled her even closer to him. He wrapped his strong arms around her slender waist. Each kiss was more deadly than the last. She could feel her body responding to his. She ran her fingers through his disheveled hair. Everything escaped her mind including Ryu. Right now she just wanted to relive Syaoran's devouring kisses.
He moved from her mouth to her temples leaving an astounding taste in her mouth. As he moved from her collar bone down to her neck, Sakura swore that she would tell him to stop but the words stuck to her throat. They were replaced by short breaths and the rapid movement of her chest. Syaoran left a trail of love bites on her neck. He ran his fingers through her golden-brown curls down to the back of her neck.

His heart plunged with anxiety. His hands snaked their to her shoulders. He played with the straps of her dress "I love the way you look in this…you are so pretty." She flushed coyly.
He smiled at the sight of her crimson cheeks. He planted a soft kiss on her left cheek then kissed her mouth again.

She could hear his voice echo in her head "you can't resist me as much as I can't resist to you."

She slowly broke the kiss. He gave her a naughty grin and she looked intensely into his amber eyes. Looking into them didn't make her conscious of what she was doing. It made her want him more. More than she ever had.

She quickly unbuttoned his shirt. He looked up to her surprised. She forced it over his arms. He helped her take it off before tossing it to the other side of the room. She traced the line of his shoulders and held her face close to his. They shared another passionate kiss. She felt a flush of heat run through her body. He loved the way her smooth silky skin felt against his leathery exterior.
Suddenly a disturbing thought crossed her mind. A voice in her head yelled. How could you let it get this far? Do you realize where this is leading? You are letting him win. He broke your heart remember, who cares if he is gorgeous and irresistible…and a great kisser…stop and runaway while you still can.

After that thought Sakura stopped kissing him and pushed him away. She breathed heavily and looked at the floor. He glanced at her thwarted and puzzled.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

She ran her fingers through her now muddled hair then gently touched her lips. She pulled up the straps of her dress.

"Why am I doing this?" She said sensitively. She wouldn't let Ryu touch a button on her shirt but she was ready to make love to Syaoran. She did not think it through. She let her emotions and hormones guide her through the experience. It was not like her. It was irresponsible and foolish.

"Maybe…maybe we are moving too fast." He scratched his head. He didn't know what to say for it was hard for him to tell what she was thinking.

"I have a boyfriend."

"Do you honestly think I give a damn? It doesn't bother me Sakura." He said with a hint of absurdity in his tone.
"You don't understand. It won't work out! I don't want to depend on you…I don't think I can and besides…I love Ryu not you anymore. Love and lust are two different things." As she spoke tears filled her eyes. She kept her vision away from him. She talked like she did not really believe what she was saying.

She stood up and slowly walked away.
She walked into her room and locked the door. She strolled over to the dressing table and stared at her reflection in the mirror. The tears in her eyes ran freely down her cheeks. She didn't understand why she was crying. She just felt like she had to. She looked at her swollen lips and the love bites he made on her neck. There was nothing she could tell herself to make the pain go away. She threw herself on the bed and squeezed the pillow.

As Syaoran walked through the passage he came across Sakura's door. He leaned his forehead on the door and tightened his fingers into a fist. I love you Sakura, please don't cry.

He felt like there was nothing he could say to make her feel alright. He could only try.

"Sakura I wish there was something I could do. I always seem to make things worse but I'm trying." He said firmly.

There was no reply.

"I'm stupid…I made up all sorts of lies just to hide my feelings for you."

Still there was no reply from Sakura.

"Please…say something….please." he sounded anxious.
He turned around, leaned his back against the door then slide down to sit on the floor.
"I know you say you don't love me. I don't want to believe it…it hurts." He admitted.

Inside her room; Sakura moved closer to the door. She heard every word. Each word held a strong meaning. She leaned her back against the door and quietly sat on the floor.

"I'm still not sure of what went wrong between us. It doesn't matter anymore." Eccentrically, he felt like she was leaning against his back.

She was still quiet. He was certain that she was listening.

"I'm leaving Japan in a couple of days from now."

On the other side of the door, Sakura gasped before biting her trembling lower lip.

"Come with me Sakura, I'll take care of you." He paused then added "I promise."
Sakura hugged her knees and buried her head in them. She didn't know what to say or where to start so she said nothing.

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A/N: Sad isn't it?I really liked writing this chapter. I was just so excited about the idea. I hope it wasn't over the top. I'm sorry for being such a teaser- always giving a bad ending to the chapters but don't worry, it'll stop. Oh I almost forgot to thank everyone who has reviewed this fan fiction
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