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Chapter 5

LONE CRESCENT

Summary: A suicidal-playboy Syaoran had been forced to see a therapist. That therapist is an unprofessional Sakura. But despite the lack of experience, Sakura will somehow heal the young man in another way… Love. SxS AU

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"Love sucks. Sometimes it feels good. Sometimes it's just another way to bleed."

--Laurell K. Hamilton

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-Sakura's POV-

It was a nice, warm day in June, and Sakura was heading over to her eight o'clock session with Syaoran.

She was tripping over small cracks, bumping into irritated people, and she even had to put her black heels on again and again, for it kept slipping out of her power walking feet.

She was really looking forward to these sessions ever since something clicked between them.

But Sakura didn't look further into the ignition.

Though she was definitely glad they had finally settled into a friendly atmosphere.

Friendly... Friendly.... she repeated that in her head over and over as she walked into the building.

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-Syaoran's POV-

I thought I was a civilized man, who only kept his dirty work in private.

That was until I saw little sexy Kyoko. Hell yeah, that woman's body just begs me to do more than I should think about.

I was headed to my therapy session, anticipating another meeting with Sakura, but now I had Kyoko locked in my frame, shuddering against the therapy building wall.

Seems I'm letting all my pent up frustration on this girl. Can't do nothing to Sakura... but I can do something to the girl who went back with me time and time again...

I was kissing her pale-skinned neck, letting her long raven hair fall all over our wriggling frames. I knew people were staring, even had a couple people to tell us to "get a room", but I... I had to let it out... somehow--

"Syaoran?"

That wasn't Kyoko, she was too busy moaning...

My head whipped around to the melodic voice, my dark tousled hair covering my terrified expression.

I thought I was civilized.

"S-Sakura... uh..."

"Oh... Syaoran," Kyoko's panting was so loud, "Why... why did you stop?"

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-Sakura's POV-

It is Syaoran... and that is a very beautiful, and sexy girl.

I think I'm about to blow up.

Suddenly I playfully punch Syaoran's shoulder, ignoring his horrified expression, and especially ignoring the girl's flustered face.

"You playboy!" I laughed. But I'm so close to insanity! "Okay Syaoran, whenever you're ready, I'll be upstairs, waiting for your session." I winked and walked away.

I blankly greeted everyone in the building, and hurriedly tried to unlock my office. After many tries of my shaky hand trying to slide my key in, I get in and hurry to my mirror in my drawer.

My eyes are wide and my right one is twitching. I have a crooked half-crazed smile still pasted on my face.

Oh no, oh no, no, no, Sakura! Don't! Don't feel this way!

My expression was crushed and I began balling. My vision grew blurry, and I crumpled myself onto my desk chair.

Why him?

Ichihara loves you, dammit! Ichihara...

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-Syaoran POV-

I was so horrified.

Even more shocked at what Sakura did. It looked like she expected this of me!

"Syaoran, who was that darling?" Kyoko's face turned pale again, regaining her consciousness from her sudden lust.

"Shit," I pushed her away, whipping the built up saliva from my face, growing angrier by the minute.

"Darling, are you--" She didn't expect me to punch the wall right next to her... Hell, not even I knew I was going to do this.

Why was I so mad? So what if Sakura saw me? Whatever I do isn't any of her business!

So despite my sudden unwillingness to go, I entered the building, saying nothing to Kyoko.

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-Kyoko's POV-

Who is that lady?

I have the strangest sense this girl might be competition.

I smirked, having a few guys look my way and grin.

No problem.

No girl is competition for me.

I walked down the sidewalk, having my high heels click as I look back at the building.

"See you soon, Sakura."

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-Sakura's POV-

When I heard a sudden knock on my door, I quickly tried to gain my composure, getting a quick glance at the mess on my face.

Luckily I looked almost normal.

"C-come in," my voice on the other hand, was not.

" 'Sup," Syaoran's cool composure looked too forced.

"Uh... um..." Get it together Sakura! "Let's get started!" I got my clipboard at pen out and I motioned him to sit at the couches.

"Yeah, let's get this over with."

And in that session, we actually worked.

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I was laying on my couch in my living room when I heard Ichihara walk into my apartment door.

He leaned in towards my face and kissed me full on the lips.

I couldn't help but smile, trying not to remember what just happened earlier today.

"How was your day today, babe?" He walked towards the kitchen, setting down some extra food from the restaurant, Lone Crescent.

"Just peachy..." I muttered.

"Huh?" He looked at me, confused.

"Um, same as usual. Yours?"

"Uh... not so well."

"Aww, why not?" I patted the seat next to me.

Will he finally tell me what's wrong? My heart fluttered.

He sighed and took my invitation, "I was distracted."

"Mm-hmm?"

The silence felt like an eternity... but I'm sure it was about thirty seconds...

He looked up at me, a painful expression overcoming his face, "I... I feel that I have to compete for you..." He faced down at his fidgeting fingers.

"... What? Competing with what?" I slowly placed my slender fingers upon his own, trying to comfort him.

"With... with that Syaoran guy!" His frame shot up, and he looked back at me, seeming to be out of breath.

It's... Syaoran.

"Oh Ichihara! No! He's just a client!" I threw myself against his figure, throwing all of my feelings into my arms and my body, trying to reassure him.

He tensed at first but then his arms started to snake around my waist, and I felt him lay his chin on the top of my head. We were both out of breath now.

He smelled of coffee and vanilla pudding and I closed my eyes, savoring the moment.

I knew how much he needed this.

And I'm trying my hardest.

But my feelings...

"I'm sorry... I'm so pathetic," I felt him shake his head, "I should be... more confident."

"Nothing will ever happen," I almost believed these words myself.

"I... trust you," He tightened his hold.

My heart broke.

It's already too late Ichihara...

I'm in so much trouble.

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