DISCLAIMER: Owns: nothing. Don't: sue. Simple enough?
Author's note: Well, this is my second fanfic. Don't worry, I'll still work on Falling Blossom, but I can't help it. I'm jealous of all those authors who have two stories in their profiles. ^-~
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'And the price of that beautiful wine holder is-1500! Congratulations Sakura! You are our winner!'
The buzzer went off just before she could give Bob a hug. She slammed the clock off, pushing herself from her bed slowly.
Eyes still closed, she wandered off to the bathroom, bumping into a couple dressers along the way. She turned the knob, stripping off her pajamas at the same time. Without opening her eyes, she stepped into the steamy shower.
Within minutes, she was asleep again.
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This time she awoke to a few knocks on the bathroom door. Opening her eyes quickly, she saw an outline of Tomoyo through the shower curtains.
"I'll be done in a minute, Tomoyo," she called sleepily.
Tomoyo smiled kindly. "You fell asleep again, didn't you?"
Sakura tried to hide the shivers from the now cold water on her back. "Only for a minute," she answered sheepishly.
Tomoyo laughed, turning to leave. Throwing her words over her shoulder, she said, "You do realize it's 7:45."
"HOE?!?!" (Allllways wanted to do that ^-^)
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Sakura ran through the doors at exactly 8:06. Her heels clicked on the white linoleum floor. WPO (World Peace Organization)'s headquarters was very plain.
'Late again. If I run, I can make it into my office before---'
Her head collided with a heavily muscled chest. Knocking her off her balance, she dropped her briefcase. Landing heavily, she looked up into cold, amber eyes.
Jumping up quickly, she apologized to the man. Her eyes took in his handsome appearance, smiling to herself.
'If only his eyes weren't so cold.'
He scowled. "They sure have lowered the standards for new agents these days."
Sakura's mouth dropped open. Before she could return a comment, he had walked away. Glaring at his fleeting figure, she picked her briefcase up and ran the rest of the way to her office.
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As soon as she turned the handle, she noticed a man sitting at her desk.
Her senior advisor, Bradley, looked up as the door opened. "Late again, aren't we, Sakura?"
Sakura blushed and sat her briefcase down.
"Yes sir," she answered.
"Any particular reason for that?"
"Not that I'd like to share, sir," she answered carefully.
He laughed, charmed as always by her defiance. Sakura walked over to her desk and looked down at him.
"Any particular reason you're in my chair, sir?" she asked, teasing him.
"Someone had to be in it," he answered, sending the joke right back.
The two smiled. Bradley stepped up, holding the chair out for Sakura to sit in, then took a seat opposite her.
"This morning you'll have a briefing on the Li Chang Case, Sakura. In the email it mentioned you would be going to China. Have you received your plane ticket yet?"
Sakura nodded. She had received the email last night.
"This time we will be trying something different," he started. Bradley was cut off as the door opened.
The man she had bumped into earlier stepped inside. Sakura glared. "Lost?"
The man scowled. "Not especially," he answered, and took a seat.
Bradley looked between the two, trying to figure out what was happening. Motioning towards the man, he addressed Sakura.
"As I was saying, this mission will be a little different from your others. Because of the high priority of this case, you will need a partner."
Sakura's mouth dropped open. "Him?!"
The man snorted. "Delighted to be working with you too."
Bradley sighed. "Syaoran Li, may I introduce Sakura Kinomoto? I assume you two have met before."
Sakura glared at Syaoran. "Not exactly."
Bradley coughed. "Do you mind if we go over the case now?"
The two sat in silence. Bradley sighed again. "Very well. Two weeks ago, Tom Meyer's home was broken into. He ran inside the house, discovering the men in time to prevent a very important briefcase from being stolen. In the briefcase there were many official papers documenting the agency's next moves. Seeing the briefcase could not be taken, the men snatched Nicole Meyer, Tom's only daughter.
"Days later, Tom received a letter saying his daughter would be returned if the papers were handed over," he paused.
Sakura leaned forward, her face becoming professional. "What exactly was on the papers, sir?"
Bradley shifted in his chair. "Plans on Li Chang's capture," he answered.
Sakura looked down. "And so now we go to China to capture him."
Bradley caught Sakura's eyes. "He is too much of a danger now. Recover the girl. Terminate Chang."
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I know this is really short, but. you guys still love me, right? ^-^;; In case you didn't get it, the WPO is a lot like the CIA. Lame name, I'm aware. It's 10:40. I need sleep before I can return to full genius state. ^- ~
Hope you guys like it! If you don't. well. eviiil me. please review!
Author's note: Well, this is my second fanfic. Don't worry, I'll still work on Falling Blossom, but I can't help it. I'm jealous of all those authors who have two stories in their profiles. ^-~
****
'And the price of that beautiful wine holder is-1500! Congratulations Sakura! You are our winner!'
The buzzer went off just before she could give Bob a hug. She slammed the clock off, pushing herself from her bed slowly.
Eyes still closed, she wandered off to the bathroom, bumping into a couple dressers along the way. She turned the knob, stripping off her pajamas at the same time. Without opening her eyes, she stepped into the steamy shower.
Within minutes, she was asleep again.
****
This time she awoke to a few knocks on the bathroom door. Opening her eyes quickly, she saw an outline of Tomoyo through the shower curtains.
"I'll be done in a minute, Tomoyo," she called sleepily.
Tomoyo smiled kindly. "You fell asleep again, didn't you?"
Sakura tried to hide the shivers from the now cold water on her back. "Only for a minute," she answered sheepishly.
Tomoyo laughed, turning to leave. Throwing her words over her shoulder, she said, "You do realize it's 7:45."
"HOE?!?!" (Allllways wanted to do that ^-^)
****
Sakura ran through the doors at exactly 8:06. Her heels clicked on the white linoleum floor. WPO (World Peace Organization)'s headquarters was very plain.
'Late again. If I run, I can make it into my office before---'
Her head collided with a heavily muscled chest. Knocking her off her balance, she dropped her briefcase. Landing heavily, she looked up into cold, amber eyes.
Jumping up quickly, she apologized to the man. Her eyes took in his handsome appearance, smiling to herself.
'If only his eyes weren't so cold.'
He scowled. "They sure have lowered the standards for new agents these days."
Sakura's mouth dropped open. Before she could return a comment, he had walked away. Glaring at his fleeting figure, she picked her briefcase up and ran the rest of the way to her office.
****
As soon as she turned the handle, she noticed a man sitting at her desk.
Her senior advisor, Bradley, looked up as the door opened. "Late again, aren't we, Sakura?"
Sakura blushed and sat her briefcase down.
"Yes sir," she answered.
"Any particular reason for that?"
"Not that I'd like to share, sir," she answered carefully.
He laughed, charmed as always by her defiance. Sakura walked over to her desk and looked down at him.
"Any particular reason you're in my chair, sir?" she asked, teasing him.
"Someone had to be in it," he answered, sending the joke right back.
The two smiled. Bradley stepped up, holding the chair out for Sakura to sit in, then took a seat opposite her.
"This morning you'll have a briefing on the Li Chang Case, Sakura. In the email it mentioned you would be going to China. Have you received your plane ticket yet?"
Sakura nodded. She had received the email last night.
"This time we will be trying something different," he started. Bradley was cut off as the door opened.
The man she had bumped into earlier stepped inside. Sakura glared. "Lost?"
The man scowled. "Not especially," he answered, and took a seat.
Bradley looked between the two, trying to figure out what was happening. Motioning towards the man, he addressed Sakura.
"As I was saying, this mission will be a little different from your others. Because of the high priority of this case, you will need a partner."
Sakura's mouth dropped open. "Him?!"
The man snorted. "Delighted to be working with you too."
Bradley sighed. "Syaoran Li, may I introduce Sakura Kinomoto? I assume you two have met before."
Sakura glared at Syaoran. "Not exactly."
Bradley coughed. "Do you mind if we go over the case now?"
The two sat in silence. Bradley sighed again. "Very well. Two weeks ago, Tom Meyer's home was broken into. He ran inside the house, discovering the men in time to prevent a very important briefcase from being stolen. In the briefcase there were many official papers documenting the agency's next moves. Seeing the briefcase could not be taken, the men snatched Nicole Meyer, Tom's only daughter.
"Days later, Tom received a letter saying his daughter would be returned if the papers were handed over," he paused.
Sakura leaned forward, her face becoming professional. "What exactly was on the papers, sir?"
Bradley shifted in his chair. "Plans on Li Chang's capture," he answered.
Sakura looked down. "And so now we go to China to capture him."
Bradley caught Sakura's eyes. "He is too much of a danger now. Recover the girl. Terminate Chang."
****
I know this is really short, but. you guys still love me, right? ^-^;; In case you didn't get it, the WPO is a lot like the CIA. Lame name, I'm aware. It's 10:40. I need sleep before I can return to full genius state. ^- ~
Hope you guys like it! If you don't. well. eviiil me. please review!