"They say the loss of innocence is the first step into the darkness"
Chapter 2:
Luckily, there had been no other occurrences and word had not gotten out that one of their best fighters and leaders had gotten stabbed. Luckily being the operative word. The Kitsune Brotherhood really tried their hand in the club 3 nights ago, and had it not been for Eriol making a scene, causing the partygoers to create chaos, Syaoran would have been caught leaving the club. However, there is one interesting loose end; who saved him? It was a girl at the club, clearly, based on the shoes and the improvised tourniquet that she used may have legitimately saved Syaoran's life. Eriol looked over the top of his laptop at his best friend, and the only thing close to a brother that he had and shook his head. Syaoran, when he came to could only recall one thing in the midst of his pain, green eyes, and not just any type of green, emerald.
"Syaoran, you good for business or do you need me to send Yuri?" He casually asked his companion and was promptly gifted with the turn of cold amber eyes in his direction,
"I'm good, this little injury ain't shit. The meeting is at 3 this afternoon right?" Syaoran smirked as he stood up to leave, grabbing his black and jacket that had gold markings along the sides in what appeared to be mandarin. Eriol rolled his eyes in response,
"You know the time and place. If you're gonna show, be prompt. I have some things to do tonight."
Syaoran said nothing and left the room. Eriol shook his head. Once he woke up that next morning from when he got shot, he has been preoccupied, but he didn't care as long as the job got done. He closed his laptop and opened up his cell phone,
"We good. 3pm. You know the time and place."
In the City:
Sakura and Tomoyo had decided to leave the weekend in the past where it belonged, but Sakura was still very curious about what had happened to the strange man, but the new never reported what happened at the club. It was as if it never occurred. After 3 days of pondering, Sakura had completely let it go. She was sitting at her favorite spot, a small bench by the local lake in Tomoeda when she heard her phone vibrate. She looked down and saw that she had a text message from an unknown number and rolled her eyes,
"I see you're still out here saving lives." Followed by another text message with only one word, "Don't."
Sakura stared at the words. She looked around herself and then back down at the message.
"Maybe it's the wrong number?"
Sakura shook her head, she had a bad feeling that it was not, when her phone once again buzzed. She took a deep breath and read the message,
" Dinner kaijou. Im in town for the day. 7pm, Feudal Park Café."
Sakura sighed in relief. Her brother. She quickly responded that she would be there.
She hadn't seen Touya since he left for Kyoto to manage their father's business. He had completed medical school just to take the reigns once their uncle had passed away. She took a deep breath, grabbed her things and left. She needed to find something appropriate, her brother was no longer rough, he was dignified and expected her to act as such when in his presence. She sighed and was glad she had a few hours to prepare.
Elsewhere:
They had arrived as planned. A woman with long red hair and a volumptious body stepped out of the car. She looked like the personification of elegance, with long flowing black hair and dark brown eyes. Her clothing was a yukata, that was blue and white. However, there was an aura about her, one that commanded not only respect, but fear. On her waist were not guns, but instead two fans. She was infamous for the use of these fans that were not only razor sharp, but was dipped in venom. She was someone everyone played nice with.
Syaoran was leaning against his black charger, looking unimpressed. Eriol and another man stood at his left and right. The other man, Miroku, looked up when he heard the door close.
"Game time." He whispered and started walking over. Syaoran nodded to Eriol and they followed suit. After pleasantries were exchanged, they began to talk business,
"Glad to see you doing well, Xiao Lang." The mysterious lady smirked looking him over. Syaoran mentally rolled his eyes, but outwardly he smirked,
"Kaho, I appreciate the sentiments. Do you have your end of the arrangement?"
Kaho smirked and lifted her left hand in the air, signaling the men behind her to grab a suitcase. She opened it up and inside held 300,000 thousand dollars. Syaoran raised two fingers in the air and Miroku gave Kaho two briefcases. Kaho went to inspect when Eriol spoke,
"Kaho, lest we forget our manners. You may not want to open that now."
Kaho rolled her eyes and opened up the case to see various electronic warfare items. She quickly closed it and opened the second briefcase to see the left eye and hand of the man who had betrayed her company, as agreed upon.
"Thank you, gentleman." She smirked and once again raised her dainty left hand into the air as the same two men grabbed the briefcases.
Eriol bowed respectfully and nudged Syaoran to move as they got into the back of their car, and Miroku got into the driver's seat. As the car started to drive off Eriol looked over at Syaoran,
"Bar? I need a drink to make up for the drink I missed last week."
Syaoran smirked in response to his cousin, "You mean the sex you missed last week?"
Eriol shrugged non-chalantly, "Yay or nay, cousin."
Syaoran leaned back into his seat, "Fuck it, why not?"
That night:
Sakura had just left from dinner with Touya. It did not go well. He wanted her to move to Kyoto so that he could watch after her easier and Sakura refused stating that she is a grown woman and did not need him to coddle her. They are argued in hushed tones throughout dinner. After dinner, Touya stood up, and Sakura realized that her older brother was no longer the Touya that she grew up with. He had changed and she didn't know how or when it happened. He looked at her with what could only be described as disappointment and left.
Sakura fixed her hair one last time and looked into the mirror. She was wearing an off the shoulder dark pink dress that stopped just below the knee with a pair of ballerina style flats that were a dark gold in color with a smile golden chain with a small golden cherry blossom pendant. Her ears were adorned with simple gold studs. She sent Tomoyo a text letting her know that she was going out to a local club because her brother had made her upset.
Tomoyo:
Tomoyo sat behind a large desk typing on the computer. She looked over at her phone and saw Sakura's text. She sent a quick reply telling Sakura to tell her where she went and she will meet her there after work. Sakura agreed and sent her the name of the club that she was going to, and that she would catch the train there so that Tomoyo didn't worry. Tomoyo agreed and she put the phone back away.
Tomoyo looked at the computer screens which showed the events from the days prior. She breathed a sigh of relief. By some stroke of luck, the cameras from the neighboring building, though they caught Sakura did not capture her face due to their varying angles.
"She's probably the luckiest fucking girl I have ever met."
She laughed to herself and typed a few other keywords into the computer and as she was about to change the screen, she noticed that one camera, although not catching her or Sakura caught the guy, and he had opened his eyes just as they were leaving. Tomoyo stopped what she was doing and leaned back into her chair and sighed,
"That girl will be the death of me, I'm sure of it." She sighed and picked up her cell phone,
"Hey. Yeah. I think he saw her. I can't be sure." She shook her head, "No, I got her. She's fine. Nobody will know."
Tomoyo hung up the phone and continued to work on the other projects she had going on. Sakura thought that she worked a second job at a fashion boutique, which is the perfect cover for her because it allows her to work odd hours to 'restock'. She smirked, Sakura would believe anything.
An hour later, she stopped and checked the time. She left out of the office that she was in and walked into an adjacent room which held a variety of different clothes and accessories so that she could keep up the façade with Sakura. She stood in the mirror and touched a small tattoo on the front of her hip and sighed. She changed into a black strapless dress that stopped at the knee with black stiletto heels, grabbed her purse and headed out to her car.
Club (VIP):
They had decided to have fun tonight. Syaoran was already feeling a little tipsy and he could tell that Eriol was as well. He looked flirtingly at the girl who was giving them their drinks in the VIP. She could see him looking and gave him a playful wink. He grinned and had pulled her aside to talk with her when he noticed a girl, looking completely out of place, walk into the club and head to the bar.
He couldn't see much, but he could see that she had an air of innocence around him that made him want to destroy. In the best of ways. The girl that he was about to seal the deal with put an arm around his waist, brought her lips close to his ear and whispered for him to meet her downstairs in 30 minutes.
Syaoran returned his attention to the redhead in his view and smirked, letting her know that he would meet her for their rendezvous. As she left to attend to other customers, he looked down and the girl had vanished.
Club (main floor):
Sakura walked into the club, glad that the club had a decent amount of people without being overly crowded. She walked over to the bar and sat on the stool. She requested a long island iced tea. A few minutes had passed and she had gotten her drink from the bartender, giving him a warm smile in return. As she sipped her drink, she calmed as a man approached her from the side.
"Hey!"
Sakura turned and smiled with surprised, "Koju!"
The man nodded with a smile and motioned to the seat next to her and she motioned back with her hand for him to sit. Sakura and Koju knew each other in college and although not friends, they were always cordial in the halls and in their similar classes. The two talked for about 45 minutes, during which time Sakura started to feel different.
"Koju. I think I'm going to head home. Thanks for entertaining me. Good luck in school!"
Koju nodded and smiled as Sakura went to stand up. She stumbled slightly, smiling sheepishly as Koju steadied her. He offered to help her outside of the club to which she obliged. As they walked outside, Koju smirked to himself.
"Sakura do you need help heading home? I can take you, I drove. I don't want you getting taken out here."
Sakura looked up, blinking when she noticed that everything was starting to blur. She had only had three drinks while she was with Koju so she shouldn't be drunk.
"Thhhhaanks. You da bestest." Sakura slurred out in a drunken voice, as if it took too much energy for her mouth to move.
Koju smiled and put his arm around Sakura and started walking to his car, ready to anticipate good times. He had parked his car in the back of the club where there was little to no foot traffic and he eased Sakura into the backseat. He slowly pulled Sakura's dress off of her, throwing it into the front seat, cut off the lights to the car and gotten into the back seat with her. His car, an all black range rover, offered him more than enough space in the back with which to rape Sakura. Sakura was fading in and out of consciousness while this was occurring and she opened her eyes just as he was getting into the backseat.
"Ssstoppppp…." She slurred out, her body no longer listening to the commands she was trying to give it. Her hands and legs were not moving as they are supposed to. Koju smirked, and got on top of her, positioning himself between her legs. Sakura, knowing she could do no more, closed her eyes, tight, praying for the darkness to envelop her.
When suddenly she saw a light in the darkness.
(( A/N: I hope this was a little better. I accept all forms of reviews! Good, bad or something in the middle! PLEASE REVIEW ! ))
- late disclaimer, I once again, do not own CCS. Unfortunate, but true. So, please, don't sue me. You'll only get my laptop, and I like my laptop, so, please don't take it away!
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