"Alright, ill see you in a few minutes", Sakura spoke into her cell phone and at her new boss, taking a left, and attempting to parallel park in-between two cabs that were on break. She got out of her car, and raced up the sidewalk leading to the ample skyscraper, with the company's logo, " Secret Service of America" above the door.
She reached the finely decorated lobby, looking around at the brand-named furniture of Gucci and Versace on the enameled floor. The rhythm of her heels, clicking on the marble floor came to a stop as she reached the main desk.
"How may I help you?" said a woman, who was obviously in her mid-forty's, but was trying to cover up her aging skin by wearing a pound of foundation, and way too much blush.
"My name is Kinomoto, Sakura, and I have an appointment with Eriol Hiiragizawa at 2 o'clock", Sakura said professionally, as the woman looked at her computer, typed quickly on the key board, then put on her fake smile and looked up.
"Yes, he was expecting you, his office is on the 6th floor, 3rd door on your right, you wont miss it" the secretary told her informatively, and sent Eriol the message of the newly arrived visitor on the phone.
Yes, I finally have the job! Sakura thought, going up the elevator, and stepping out on the carpeted floor, to find the room packed full of cubicles, with people rushing about with papers, folders, and mugs of coffee for their long hours ahead of them. She spotted the wall with window-view offices. She approached the wall, and knocked on the door that said 'Eriol Hiiragizawa' on a gold plate. Good thing I'm not going to work in here… she thought as she looked around the room, waiting for a response from the room.
"Come in!" the man spoke cheerfully from his desk. Sakura walked in the room to find a man, not much older then her, 27 at the oldest. He had dark black hair and handsome gray eyes. He was obviously very wealthy by the black neoprene suit he was wearing. She got an immediate response when she walked in, "Aahh, Sakura, I knew you wouldn't forget, I know how important this is to you", the man who was obviously Eriol commented slyly. A small smile crept to Sakura's lips as she responded," Yes, it is very important, and I'm just surprised you even looked at my résumé"
"Well, Sakura, you're a hard one to ignore" Eriol said with an apparent grin on his face. "You'll start on Monday morning, here is the case you will be working on, your fake ID, and passport, now don't forget to meet up with me at Café Crema at noon, there is someone I want you to meet". Before Sakura could say anything, he beckoned her to leave, and she thanked him once again.
Some one to meet? Do I have some kind of sidekick? Aren't I strong enough? Sakura thought as she entered the elevator once more, with millions of questions flying through her mind. She knew exactly what she would do for the rest of the day. Go quickly to a Mcdonalds, go back to her apartment, call Tomoyo, and tell her all about her day. Besides, she was the one who got her the job, she should at least tell her what's going on.
Monday came all too quickly for Sakura, as her eyes flew open at the alarm clock that was blasting out the news out of its tiny speaker. Having it loud was the only way she would get up in the morning, or else she would never hear the radio, and therefore, basically never get up until it was at the wee hour of 1 in the afternoon. She slammed her hand on the radio to shut it off, and sat up while lazily rubbing her eyes. She got up, found appropriate attire, and grabbed a donut before heading off the Café Crema to meet up with Eriol, and her mysterious 'side-kick'. She soon found a parking spot on one of the busy streets of New York City, and entered the tiny, yet quant Café in between the Old Navy and H&M. she was surprised when she found Eriol already there, it wasn't even ten minutes to noon. She was even more surprised to see another man whom he was talking to, who wasn't any older then herself, sitting right next to him. maybe that is the mysterious 'side-kick'… Sakura thought.