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1 Hey there! This was originally an entry into a one-hour challenge
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2 that I just decided to add here too. This is a one shot, but if
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3 enough people like it, I might continue with it. Now, if you're
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4 looking for a story with great sex in it, look somewhere else, 'cause
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5 you won't find it here. Enjoy!
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6 Disclaimer: I don't own Cardcaptor Sakura. My personal deities,
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7 Clamp, do.
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8
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9 _____________________________________________________________________
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10 _________
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11
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12 Revelations
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13 by The Snow Queen
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14 scplatter@msn.com
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15
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16
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17 "Is that all?" The young hostess asked as the young man finished
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18 paying the check. Nodding in reply, Li Syaoran let his gaze fall on
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19 his date, Kinomoto Sakura. She had finally found the time between
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20 high school, cheerleading, studying, her friends, and her cardcaptor
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21 duties to go out with him again. It had been so long since he had
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22 last taken the young sorceress out that he was starting to believe
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23 that she was not interested. But that could not be the case. They
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24 loved each other deeply, and she was with him now, was she not?
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25
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26 Having finished the transaction with the restaurant, Syaoran took
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27 Sakura's hand and led her out of the eatery. Still having some time
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28 until the young woman was required to return home, the far-to-early
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29 hour of 10:00 being set by the nuisance of her older brother, Syaoran
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30 decided a walk would be rather nice. And it was seeing that it was a
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31 balmy summer night, and with just a few trees still abloom, a walk
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32 through the falling petals was divine.
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33
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34 The young maiden's eyes seemed to glow as she gazed at the delicate
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35 petals, wondering what it was they reminded her of. She could not
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36 place it, but she had seen that same soft shade of pink before, and
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37 not on a flower petal.
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38
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39 'Well, whatever it is, it's lovely...... 'The Mistress of the Cards
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40 thought dazedly. She continued to stare about her, occasionally drawn
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41 into a conversation by her long-term boyfriend. Kinomoto Sakura had
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42 changed ....and yet not changed in the years following her discovery
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43 of the Clow Cards. She had matured much, learning a few life lessons,
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44 and losing a bit of her naivete. But, still she had a certain
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45 innocence and purity to her that time just simply could not steal.
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46 She had gained the lithe body of a dancer, rather than the slightly
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47 bulkier form of the athlete that she was. The nimble maiden's hair
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48 was still short, as she just could not give up her favorite hair
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49 styles, but slightly longer.
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50
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51 'Which is just as well,' She thought lazily. 'because now Tomoyo has
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52 more hair to play around with when she's doing my hair up for one of
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53 my costumes.'
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54
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55 "Oh!" Sakura exclaimed in sudden understanding, much to Syaoran's
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56 surprise.
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57
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58 "What?!?" He asked, a noticable tone of worry lacing his voice.
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59
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60 "Ummmm.... nothing." She replied, far to embarrassed to reveal that
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61 she had not been listening to his banter.
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62
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63 'It's Tomoyo..... I've seen that color on her. Their just like her
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64 lips. That's where I've seen it before.....' She thought, an abashed
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65 blush forming on her cheeks. Sakura vaguely wondered if her best
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66 friend was enjoying her trip to Paris. She had begged Sakura to join
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67 her, and oh how Sakura had wanted to go. But with her father working
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68 so hard on his current archeological dig and Touya rarely at home
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69 these days, she was needed far too much. It was a shame, Sakura had
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70 longed to go.
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71
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72 "Well, anyway.... that's what happened. Weird, isn't it?" Syaoran
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73 asked, pulling Sakura from her thoughts. Quickly recovering, the
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74 lithe brunette agreed with her boyfriend's question. Once again a
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75 blush formed on her cheeks, embarrassed at her lack of attention.
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76
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77 But she really could not help it. Lately, she had stopped paying
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78 that much attention to Syaoran. She had not stopped loving him, she
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79 never could, but she suddenly did not find him that fascinating
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80 anymore. The cheerful freshman had even, though she would never admit
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81 it, lied about why she could not make some of their planned dates,
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82 unwilling to spend an entire evening with just him.
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83
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84 'I'd rather spend time with Tomoyo. She always has such interesting
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85 things to talk about. I can't wait until I get home so I can call her
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86 and ask what she's been up to in France. She promised to take loads
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87 of pictures for me!' Sakura thought excitedly. But she quickly chided
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88 herself on once again not paying attention to her boyfriend. She then
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89 began a battle with herself, trying to pay as much attention as
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90 possible to his conversation, missing the subtle clues he was sending
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91 to her with his body. It seemed ....accidently, that they had ended
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92 up walking to Syaoran's home.
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93
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94 "Sakura ....ummmmm.... why don't we go inside." Syaoran stated,
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95 guiding the suddenly naive girl into his home. The warrior's home
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96 was, as always, spotless. Sitting down in the living room, Sakura
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97 waited alone as her boyfriend made some tea. Upon arriving, the
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98 unaware young man continued to talk about this and that while his
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99 girlfriend's thoughts wondered to the other side of the planet.
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100
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101 It was when the clock stroke nine that Syaoran asked if Sakura
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102 wanted to continue the conversation in his room. Having missed many
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103 of the signals that the boy had been sending Sakura, she eagerly
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104 agreed, not realizing what he had actually meant. Even when Syaoran's
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105 hip brushed her own more often than it should have, or when his hand
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106 found itself on her knee, she did not perceive the true meaning of
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107 his actions.
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108
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109 'Syaoran's always touching me.....' Sakura thought, bored once again
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110 by Syaoran's suddenly poor conversational skills. 'He's even more
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111 boring than usual.....' But when his hand moved a little farther up,
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112 the young brunette finally started to realize what her sudden future
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113 held.
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114
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115 'Hoeee!' She thought, using one of her well known exclamations.
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116 'Well, it's not like this is totally new. We've talked about this
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117 before. I mean, I always knew that Syaoran would be my first.' And
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118 with that thought in mind, Sakura gave into the young warriors
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119 advances.
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120
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121 He moved his hand from her leg to her hip, and its counterpart to
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122 the back of her neck as he moved closer. Slowly bringing his face to
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123 hers, Syaoran kissed her, massaging his lips across her own. Syaoran
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124 soon ran his tongue across her bottom lip, asking for permission to
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125 enter. She granted him such, opening her mouth so she could fully
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126 engage with him.
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127
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128 Sakura told anyone willing to listen that her favorite thing about
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129 Syaoran was the way he kissed. She had never been kissed by anyone
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130 but Syaoran, so she didn't know truthfully if he was any better at it
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131 than anyone else, but Sakura seemed, as of late, to find her
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132 boyfriend most interesting when their lips were locked.
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133
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134 ****** END OF ORIGINAL HOUR********
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135
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136 'Well, he certainly is good that.....' Sakura thought dreamily as
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137 her soon to be lover started sucking on her lower lip. She barely
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138 noticed that his hands had started moving, and that they were soon in
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139 places that only she had touched before. Soon her boyfriend decided
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140 to divest her of her clothing, removing the lovely blue dress that
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141 Tomoyo had made for her.
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142
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143 'Tomoyo.....'
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144
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145 Suddenly the image of the dark-haired angel that was Sakura's
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146 dearest friend came to her mind and did not leave. Visions of her
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147 pale skin and full pink lips danced across her mind as Sakura started
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148 returning Syaoran's attention with a fervor.
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149
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150 'Tomoyo.....'
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151
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152 Sakura's body started heating up as she closed her eyes, imagining
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153 Tomoyo was in the room with her. All of a sudden, it was her closest
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154 friend who was running her hands over her inner thighs. It was
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155 Tomoyo's sharp breaths on Sakura's petals that made her moan with
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156 desire.
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157
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158 Long withheld fantasies of the delicate young woman with the raven
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159 hair consumed Sakura's mind. Inescapable dark eyes captured the
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160 sorceress as the angel's hair fluttered over her body. Oh so soft
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161 hands placed feather-light touches all across Sakura's body, bringing
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162 her to a fevered pitch. The soft voice of her goddess, her Tomoyo,
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163 whispered sweet nothings in her ear.
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164
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165 But suddenly, her lilting voice changed, became deeper and far more
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166 masculine, stating that everything would be alright. It would only
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167 hurt for a little bit.
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168
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169 '....Syoaran?' She thought, suddenly recognizing the strange voice.
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170 That was when she felt it. Something entering her body, stretching
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171 her walls painfully. The image of Tomoyo vanished as reality sunk
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172 back into her. She was not with Tomoyo. She was with Syaoran, losing
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173 her virginity.
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174
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175 'No..... this isn't right. Tomoyo should be here......' Sakura
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176 thought, but then all thought left her head as pain consumed her. She
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177 stiffened, holding onto the bed as her maidenhead was taken. Tears
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178 formed and fell from her eyes, but not because of the pain. Her lover
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179 then wiped them away, stating she would only hurt for a little while.
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180
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181 'What does he know?' Sakura thought derisively, suddenly aware of
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182 why she was no longer interested in her boyfriend. Syaoran then
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183 started moving, pushing his engorged member in and out of her core.
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184 But Sakura was no longer willing to participate. She wanted to leave.
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185 She wanted him to stop.
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186
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187 'I want Tomoyo. I love Tomoyo!' Sakura screamed over and over in her
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188 head, wishing she could be anywhere but there. But the young
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189 sorceress could not just leave. Nothing could help her. Her fantasies
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190 were gone as she tried to move with Syaoran, to enjoy herself.
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191 But.... she could not.
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192
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193 'Tomoyo!' Sakura screamed as her lover shouted her name. Syaoran
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194 then fell on top of her, exhausted. He placed light kisses upon her
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195 shoulders as he came down from his high.
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196
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197 '....Tomoyo.....'
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198
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199 After that, Syaoran helped her dress and walked her home. He tried
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200 to keep up the conversation, so utterly cheerful that Sakura could
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201 have killed him. She managed to make it home right on time, much to
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202 Touya's displeasure as he had been longing to pound the brat into a
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203 pulp. Sakura was quite willing to let him.
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204
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205 She then ran to her room and flung herself on her bed, demanding
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206 that Kero leave. As soon as she knew she was alone, that there were
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207 no guardians eavesdropping outside her room, she cried. She cried all
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208 night, unable to stop.
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209
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210 'Tomoyo...... TOMOYO!' She screamed mentally, trying to apologize.
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211 How could she have been so blind, so stupid, to just ignore
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212 everything she had felt since she was a little girl? And then to just
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213 give the most precious thing she owned to someone else.....
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214
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215 'Oh Tomoyo, I'm so sorry! Is this how life is?' She thought. 'Is
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216 this what life is really like? To realize what we truly want, only to
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217 have it ripped from us? Is that what life is like? Is that all?"
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220 _____________________________________________________________________
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222
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223 Kind of depressing, isn't it? I hope it was good, though, in all
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224 it's angsty glory. I'm such a huge fan of Sakura/Tomoyo pairings, but
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225 everyone seems to be really into Sakura and Syaoran being together. I
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226 guess I wanted Sakura to realize why she might not want to be with
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