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Firewall

By MoshiMoshiQueen

Beta Reader: Lera

"Characters' Speech"

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(Author's Comments)

With her tongue tensely hanging out of her mouth, Sakura let her fingers fly over her keyboard. Her eyebrows were scrunched up in concentration and her body was restless. Her shoulders were tense and knotted up and she was slowly biting her nails to the nub. The sound of the computer hummed loudly in her dark room. If she was trying to hide herself away from the world, she was doing a great job. The lights were dimmed slightly and her windows were covered with dark curtains. Her walls were covered with hi-tech instrument that blinked, purred and droned.

Her door was chained with three different locks. One regular lock that was in the middle of her doorknob and the other two were chains. Her apartment was small, but it suited her needs perfectly. Nobody would notice a hacker in a rundown city with stingy apartments and trashy streets. This environment suited her. She was a homebody, who liked to keep herself under the radar.

There were eight monitors hanging side by side on her wall. Each sported a different screen with information pouring out of them. Pages full of computer codes shined brightly creating a bright aurora in the room.

The woman with the swift fingers had her auburn hair tied back in a long ponytail that sported a red hair tie. She wore a baggy pair of black jeans, which contrasted her tight pink shirt. Her emerald eyes strained rapidly as she concentrated on the computer screen.

Shifting her weight, Sakura pushed herself from her main computer to another neighboring system. Pausing, she cracked her knuckles and prepared herself for another task. Sweat beaded at her forehead as her hands speedily typed. There were just so many firewalls. How was she supposed to get through all of them without being detected?

"Sakura," a voice came through her headphones, "did you complete your task?"

"Brilliance takes time," Sakura grumbled back.

"We don't have a lot of time, as you know. I didn't assign you this task so you could take all day."

"If you want to do this yourself then you can go right ahead," she commented back and then after a few moments of silence she said, "That's what I thought. Now bugger off."

Turning up her techno music, Sakura prepared herself for the invasion. The beats rocked her room around and she ignored her grumbling neighbors. She had a job to do.

After a few tense moments Sakura sputtered out some explicit language. "Damn, damn, and more damn."

Her headphones beeped once again, "What's taking so long?"

"These walls are intense. Whoever created these really knows what they're doing. Why do you need to get to this particular system, anyways? It must be very confidential if they took the time to place these walls up."

"Don't ask questions. Just do as you're told."

"Chill. Don't get your panties in a wad. I was only wondering."

"I don't pay you to wonder. I pay you to do as you're told."

"Yeah, yeah. I've got it. This guy is just really good."

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"This guy is really good. He keeps getting past every wall I build. Shit," Syaoran grumbled as he shifted his weight and fingers, "I can't seem to stop the invasion."

"Can you at least pinpoint where the attack is coming from?" his friend and comrade, Eriol, asked as he too shifted his body to another system.

Hurriedly Syaoran cracked his neck while moving it side to side, "Almost got'em."

The room that the two males occupied was no bigger than a closet and was packed with equipment that hummed with electronic pleasure. Lights and fingers flashed with speed as alarms started to ring.

"Damn. He got through the last wall."

"That doesn't matter. Just get a hold of his position."

"Almost…almost…Got it! Sneaky bastard only lives ten minutes from here. What should we do?"

"Send him a little present and then pay a little visit, of course."

"On it," With a smirk growing on his mouth, Syaoran swiveled around and starting typing once again, "Let's see how you like this."

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"Hoeee!" a scream escaped Sakura's mouth as her computer screen went completely black before it popped up with a dancing winged cat that screamed, "Destroy! Destroy! Destroy!"

"Did you finish the task?"

"Hai! But, not without getting my system destroyed in the process. They sent over an extremely powerful virus that is eating my computer alive!" Sakura screamed over the microphone. She was completely frizzled at this point. With her hands pulling at her hair, she was franticly trying to type.

"I don't care about your system. Are you sure you have everything?"

"Of course. I already sent you all the information you required. Are you going to tell me what this was all about?"

There was a pause before she heard, "You'll find out really soon. I promise."

For some reason that answer sent shivers down her spine, but before she could reply her line was disconnected.

"Well, I guess I need to start doing damage control. My poor computer is fried," she said as she caressed its monitor, "it's okay baby, I'll fix you right up and then get to the bottom of this. I have to know what Wizard would possibly want from that system."

She placed her hand at her temple and began rubbing it lightly. Irritation struck her with extreme force, "I'm so damn tired of always taking orders. The money doesn't even matter. It's not like I could use it without putting myself on radar to every cop in the state."

Moaning, Sakura started to dig her way through her destroyed computer. Ignoring the smoke rising from her system she still tried to pursue her goal of brining it back to life.

Her ears twitched slightly as she heard a noise coming from outside her door. Paranoia stuck in and left her in a panic. She injected her flash drive into the system and her hands flew over her computer as she tried to off load all of the data.

A knock had her jumping, but she never looked away from the screen. "Twenty-five percent done… twenty six. Come on. Come on."

The knock became increasingly louder as she turned her music down and opened her mouth slowly to say, "Who is it?"

"I'm going to need you to open the door," the voice seeped through the door.

"Why, may I ask?"

"I'm here because there's been a complaint against you."

Pausing she said, "A complaint?"

"About the loud music."

Mumbling to herself Sakura said, "I don't believe it, but what am I supposed to do? Open the door and probably get shot at or not open the door and still get shot at?"

After hearing a beep she pulled her flash drive from her computer and walked slowly towards the door, "I know my music was up loud, but no one has ever complained before."

"There's a first time for everything, I guess," replied the male on the other side.

She unchained her door and prayed silently. She opened it slightly and looked into the deepest pair of amber eyes she had ever seen. "You don't look like a cop."

"That's because I'm not," he said as he shoved past her.

"Hey, just what do you think you are doing?!" Sakura yelled as she followed him into her apartment.

Swinging back towards her, he grabbed her by her forearms, "So, you are the one who broke into my system. I wasn't expecting a woman, but that won't stop me from getting answers."

"Hey, you're hurting me. Just what are you talking about?" she replied as she winced at the pressure he applied to her arms.

"I'm talking about you and how you breached into my system earlier this morning," he said uttered as he loosened up his grip on her arms.

Shocked, all Sakura could do was let her jaw fall. She fumbled with her hands as she chewed on her lip tensely. "How did you find me?"

"So, it was you? Don't answer that. I'm just as good as you are. Maybe even better. When I crashed your system you were too busy watching the winged cat instead of paying attention to your own safety walls. Now why did you break into my system?"

Before she could answer she heard something crash through her window and screeching tires followed.

"What the-" Syaoran's eyes searched the room and then located what looked like a grenade.

"RUN!" he shouted as he shoved her towards the door. Grabbing roughly onto her arm he sped down the hallway and jumped down flights of stairs. Before they could reach the apartment building's exit the bomb went off and sent them flying through the glass door. Syaoran desperately tried to shield the young woman by wrapping his arms around her body and flinging himself into the ground.

Pulling Sakura up violently, Syaoran yelled, "Come on. We have to keep moving."

Squealing in pain, Sakura could barely keep running behind him as he jerked her arm. Once they reached his vehicle Syaoran practically threw her into the passenger side. Arranging the gears, Syaoran sped out of the alley and down the street.

Sakura was clearly in shock. Her hands were shaking and her breath was hollow. She had only a few nicks on her face from the flying glass and her hair was completely tangle with debris and blood.

Syaoran had taken most of the beating and blood soaked through his shirt from a wound on his stomach. He had a pretty shallow cut on the side of his face, but it wasn't deep enough to require stitches. The only thing that was causing him discomfort was the cuts on his palms. It was hard to drive with shards of glass in your hands.

"What the hell was that?" he asked when his breath caught up with him.

"I can't move my body. Am I going to die?" she said as she blinked rapidly.

"Snap out of it. Just what happened back there?"

When she didn't answer for a while Syaoran slid his vision towards her and saw a tear escape and run down her cheek. Softening his voice he asked, "Everything is going to be okay. You aren't hurt, are you?"

"Hurt?! My computers are completely blown to pieces! BOOM! All gone. I think I am going to cry for hours."

A sweat drop fell down the side of Syaoran's face, "You're crying over your computer?"

"Awhhhhhhaaaa!" was all that escaped her mouth, "My computers."

Shaking his head confused, Syaoran just kept driving forward as the female hacker continued to whine over her equipment.

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"Wahhhhaa!"

"Shut up!"

"This is all your fault!!!! Wahhhahahahahaa!"

"I almost wish I had left you back there."

Sniffling, Sakura said, "Keep wishing because you are stuck with me until you replace my equipment."

"Excuse me? The only reason I am in this situation is because you hacked into my system."

"You mean you aren't going to replace my stuff?"

"Of course not!"

"Wahahahahahaaa!"

Banging his head up against the steering wheel, Syaoran was about to start yelling at the girl again when he saw a black van in his rearview mirror.

"Oh, shit."

Question and Answer Section

Q: Oh, shit is right. You're starting a new fanfic without finishing your other ones.

A: Yeah, yeah. I couldn't let this idea escape me. It's hot.

Q: Seems a little bit like that movie Live Free or Die Hard

A: Just saw that the other day, of course, but my story is only loosely based on the movie.

Q: So should we expect some action and romance?

A: Of course. Don't doubt the master. I'll have you at the edge of your computer screen.

Q: And what if I throw a tomato at you and your story?

A: Hey, I've never let you down before and I won't start now. This fic is a hit in the making So review and check out my other fanfics.

Q: So, Sakura is a hacker?

A: And a hot one at that . So, is our neighborhood hottie Syaoran.

Q: Wait, is this like Mr. And Mrs. Smith?

A: Not really, but the action and environment might coincide. Hey, why do you always doubt my originality?

Q: Environment meaning what? Ignores other comment

A: You know how they both worked for these companies with hi tech gear?

Q: Yeah

A: Just like that except cooler because that is what I am.

Q: Sure and I'm the Queen of the Universe

A: You can't be.

Q: Why?

A: Because I am. Hohohohohohooohho. REVIEW or the Queen shall make you perish. Just joking

Q: I don't think she's joking, so don't mess with her.