Summary: Sakura Kinomoto gets a job not knowing its a spy organization which ends up endangering her life. Life is full of surprises, so what will she do when she realizes her whole family is in the spy business and the boy she fell in love with is her enemy?

Disclaimer: I don't own Card Captor Sakura.

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I woke up this morning excited about my new job. Touya hooked me up with one of his good friends Mr. Green to get me a job. I've been unemployed for about a year and a half but this was about to change.

I don't need breakfast. Nope what I need is something that would actually help me from stop being nervous.

I jumped when the phone rang man I have been unemployed for way too long.

"Morning kid." Touya said.

"Touya! You scared the hell out of me." I exclaimed. Ok I need coffee I made a note to myself.

"No worries, just wanted to say good luck to my little sis before she gets to her first day of work." he said sweetly. Did I just hear my brother say that?

"What?" I said confused. I need coffee now!

"I said I just want to-"

"I heard that part," I interrupted, "since when does Touya call his sister to say good luck?"

"Since the day I need you to take care of Rachel tonight while I go away on a business trip." he said. Rachel was Touya's twelve year old daughter and the wanna barbie.

"Do I have to?" I whined. Touya chuckled.

"Still the same annoying kid." he said.

"Hey! But what about Kaho?" I asked. Kaho is his wife and mother of that evil child.

"Coming with me. We...have some important business to take care of." he explained.

"Ok I'll pick Rachel (the brat) up from school after my first day of work!" I sang to the phone.

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I walked into a large building wearing a blue collared shirt with a black skirt that came an inch up from my knee. I fixed my white pearl necklace in the lobby mirror hoping to achieve the professional look. Polishing it off with some beautiful black heels I bought last week just for the job.

"Miss Sakura Kinomoto?" The lady up front called out. I walked up to her with one of my friendliest smiles.

"Yes. I am Sakura Kinomoto." I said in a cheerful voice.

"My name is Lori Mayfield. I will be showing you around the company. I hope you enjoy your visit here." she said sternly. She lead me to the elevator.

"Visit? But I'm going to work here" I explained. She smiled.

"You'll see." Mayfield pushed the button for the 52th floor.

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Turns out the job seemed like a tortue chamber. Miss Mayfield drove me insane with paperwork. Stack after stack of paperwork to organize, file, and copy. During the lunch break I heard from several workers there that a lot of people quit from all that load of work Miss Mayfield gives them.

I could finally breath when the clock striked 4. I ran out of the building like a crazy kid on steroids.

All I have to do now is babysit Princess Barbie from Hell. I pulled up by her school entrance waiting for her. I saw her talking to her little group of friends making me wait a freaking hour in the parking lot but no I'm not going to let her get away with that. I got out of the car and walked up to her little group.

"Oh Rachel sweetie we have to hurry up. Remember? You forgot about your appointment at the doctor's office. I think your father told me it was something about diarrhea problems. Did you have any problems today during school?" I said sounding concern.

She looked at me as if she was horrified.

That should teach miss prissy something. She threw a fit.

I smiled sweetly at her and motioned her to come toward the car.

"Aunt Sakura, there is no time for these little jokes," she said sweetly, "after all whats the rush for? You don't even have a husband or boyfriend. Unlike me."

Her friends gasped and giggled. There is no way I'm going to get put down by a twelve year old.

"Well unlike you. I have a car. And unlike you I have a choice not to take you home." I said.

"Ok fine with me. Kelcey can I go over to your house and spend the night?" she asked one of her friends. That didn't work too well.

"No. Come on kid." I said as I dragged her to the car. Was I like this when I was twelve? Now I know how Touya feels.

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I met Mr. Green at a party before. He was a tall and sturdy man with no hint of fear. Touya introduced us to each other. I wondered how my brother could ever be friends with a man like this. Mr. Green claims he was only a few years old than Touya yet he seems like he should be more older.

I worked at the Green Company for about a week. I have never seen Mr. Green anywhere so far only Lori Mayfield and her endless paperwork.

The job seemed like it was heading no where but loads of work and a fussy little girl to babysit every single day.

I sat at my desk begging to take a break from papers stack high to the ceiling.

Suddenly Mrs. Norsh, Mr. Green's secretary, came in my cubicle.

"Miss Kinomoto, Mr. Green would like to see you." she said. It sounded like a calling from heaven but being called to the boss's office isn't exactly a good thing.

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"I got a favor to ask you." Mr. Green said as he put his cigar in his mouth. I just got this job and already I'm doing personal favors for the boss. This sounds like a promotion!

"Ok shoot." I said as I leaned back into the leather chair. His office was large and had a strong smell of cigars.

"The post office closes at 5. What I need you to do is get a package for me. A-S-A-P. You got that?" he said.

"Now this is a really important package," He said as he reached for something in his drawer, "So you might need this." The man pulled out a gun and placed it on his desk. I raised my eyebrows.

"Exactly how important?" I asked wondering if my job was at stake for this. I reached for the gun he stopped me.

"Miss Kinomoto I suggest you should think about your future position in this company." He said in a low voice. Crap i knew it, I hate it when im right.

He lean forward and whispered, "thats how important it is."

"Now let me explain to you what exactly is in the package," he said, "I trust you with this favor because you are part of Touya's family and if you are his family you are my family. Got it?"

I nodded my head, he sounded like the italian mafia except for the italian part. From there he explain to me about the package.

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I sighed. This was taking forever, what was with this lady?

I stared at the clock waiting impatiently for the lady to give me my package. I glanced at her name tag, Mrs. Moorsey. What a strange name.

"Hold on suga. It might take a while." The lady said as she chewed her gum like a cow. I noticed everyone else on the other lines of the post office were getting their job done quicker than this lady right here.

The lady looked at her magazine turning the pages and chewing her gum repeatedly by the beat of the clock. I just wanted to grab that magazine and rip it into shreds but I kept my cool. After all patience has its rewards.

A man brought my package to the lady. I smiled, it was finally here. She took it and shook it.

"HEY! what do you think you are doing?" I exclaimed. She gave me a funny look.

"What is in this thing?" she asked.

"Can't you see the fragile sticker on it?" I pointed out on the package and ripped it from her hands.

I walked out to my car feeling a little bit weird.

As if someone was watching me. I got into my car and drove off into the highway. My cell rang out of nowhere near the backseats. I had one eye on the road and the other eye looking for my cell. My hand roamed around the car looking at the possible places it could be. I finally gave up and parked at the side of the road. Looking around for my cell phone I noticed something strange. I remember putting my cell phone in my pocket earlier feeling my back pocket. There it was...my cell phone...it was turned off

I pulled out a gun that was in my other pocket and got out of the car with the package.

I carefully opened the trunk pretending to find my missing cell phone. I notice a someone's foot hanging out from underneath a blanket in the trunk. I cocked the gun and warned whoever was there. There was no answer.

"You better come out now I will shoot." I warned again. Pausing for a moment I quickly pull off the blanket to find a dead corpse in there. I looked at it with disgust.

"Gross." I muttered. The dead lady looked familiar. She had a name tag on her. Mrs. Moorsey? What? I quickly tore apart the package to find a bomb in it.

It had 30 secs crap! My first instinct was to throw it far over into the woods but it was too risky. I ran toward the edge of the road to find a lake. 5 seconds oh forget being suspicious! I threw the bomb into the air.

A loud explosion could be heard for miles. I heard the same cell phone rang again laying on the corpse. Grabbing the cell phone, I raced back to the car and drove off before cars stopped to see what happen.

Ok to recap. There is a dead lady lying in my trunk. I didn't get the RIGHT package. I'm gonna lose my job and I almost died from a bomb. For some reason I feel like it could be worser.

Rushing back to the office where my boss was, I couldn't stop shaking.

"Welcome back Miss Sakura, Mr. Green is expecting you." Mrs. Norsh, the secretary said.

Expecting? crap I'm definetly getting fired.

-The Post Office-

Mrs. Moorsey or her impersonater took off her name tag and threw it in the trash along with her wig and her outfit. She grabbed the package and went into her brand new mercedes. 'Mission accomplished.' she thought. She pushed her heels down onto the gas pedal and drove off into the night.

In her car, the cell phone rang.

"Hello?" she greeted the other person on the line.

"Tomoyo did you get the package?"
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Well some of the characters are my friends. I used my friends in this story because I couldn't think of any names right now. tell me what you think since this is my first story. have a nice day!