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Hidden Secrets

Chapter Four

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Sakura's face was bright pink as opposed to Syaoran's dark red.

"W-What do you think you're doing?" Sakura stuttered. She moved to push him up off of her, but before her hand even came in contact with him, he had already jumped back and was five feet away.

"Sorry," he muttered. Sakura sighed and looked at their class... needless to say their previous… predicament had attracted quite a bit of attention. Attention she didn't need.

"So... are you two a couple?" a girl gushed. Her high-pitched giggle rang through the very silent room… and she began to notice that she was the only one laughing. "Um… what…. You see, what I meant was-"

JPSN's top spy wasted no time is sending the impudent newcomer flying across the room. Her partner, on the other hand, was busy releasing the breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding.

"That is nonsense! It's just a consequence of sparring! Speaking of sparring, what should you idiots be doing!" Sakura shouted. "The clock hasn't stopped ticking. One mistake and I'll send you back to first level training!" The trainees immediately went back to their fighting, but she could tell that they were no longer focused.

Sighing, she ran a hand through her auburn hair and tried to calm the conspicuous pink flush on her face. Her heart was racing… but it wasn't as if situations like this hadn't happened before… it was just…

She blushed again.

The look on his face… the way his breath had tickled her lips… the depth of his gentle amber eyes… it had been so different from anything that had happened to her before. Was it just her or did Syaoran look a lot more handsome than he did just a minute ago?

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The rest of their week of training went smoothly. Both Syaoran and Sakura had drilled the poor up and coming spies mercilessly… if it was because of the "situation" that had occurred the first day, none of the trainees dared to ask.

Sakura walked into the high-tech room first, followed by her Chinese counterpart. Eriol motioned for the two of them to have a seat.

"You're mission is to get as much information out of him as you can, then kill him." Eriol began. "The man you are tracking is Japan's most corrupt, rich government official – I'm sure you've heard of him. His name is Tamaguchi Hitonari. He's known for his wits and ruthlessness when it comes to business… but is even for famous for his interest in beautiful women." He threw Sakura a look, and she merely rolled her eyes in response.

"It's the people he hires you have to watch out for. All around him, his secretaries, maids, cooks, you name it. They have all been trained to a certain extent. Their sole purpose in life… is to preserve his life. No matter how ugly and repulsive he is, his staff is the best. They'll protect him to the death, just because it's their mission. Both of you need to be on your guard, not that I really need to tell you."

"I want you two to go undercover as husband and wife-"

"We'll be going as brother and sister," Sakura cut in. "I'm not familiar enough with Li to act his wife just yet… not that I want to." The two of them glared at each other. "Plus," she continued. "We'll lose an edge if I'm already 'married' to someone. You said he likes beautiful women, right?"

Syaoran snorted, "So I don't see how that has anything to do with you."

"Why you-"

"VERY WELL!" Eriol cut in before another battle started. "The two of you will be hired as personal body guards – brother and sister. You'll be meeting him in two hours so I suggest you get a move on."

He handed them their uniforms, "Oh, and Clow-sama wants this mission completed within a month tops. We can't have our two best spies wasting too much time on a simple mission like this. We've got other jobs for you to do. Get all the information you can out of him. That's it. Good luck."

Syaoran and Sakura rose from their chairs and bowed. "Don't worry Eriol," Sakura called over her shoulder. "This is going to be a piece of cake!"

Syaoran was driving a black Mercedes with Sakura in the passenger's seat. It was Sakura's car and she had insisted on driving it, but Syaoran had refused to ride when she was at the wheel, so the two had gone through a series of fights before finally deciding on rock-paper-scissors.

(Do I need to say who won?)

Syaoran sped Sakura's car down the street, the houses became blurs and it was impossible even to spot people… but it didn't really impress Sakura. One of these days she was going to show Mr. Chinese what it was like to really ride.

As the car raced towards their destination at an amazing speed, Sakura surveyed her attire. The uniform given her was definitely mandated by Tamaguchi… it was way too tiny for her comfort, but she noted that Eriol had tweaked it just a little.

Sakura was dressed in a black, knee-length, leather skirt with slits at the sides for mobility (or for her new boss to look at). The sides rode up on her hips, revealing a lot of her legs. Her boots had heels to them, and reached up to her ankles. For a top she wore a white spaghetti strap shirt that ended just above her belly button. Her jacket was also leather, and on the front right-hand pocket the Tamaguchi Company Emblem was sewn on.

It was a perverted outfit. However, there were a few nice additions JPSN had added on for her. The knives hidden in her boots, skirt, and in the contours of her jacket sleeves made her feel more at home.

Her hair had been done up in a bun, with the ends fanning out at the top of her head. The same deadly senbon needles she used to hold her bun up at school the day she had met Syaoran were also present. She had temporarily dyed the ends of her hair a brilliant emerald green. If she was lucky, anyone who remembered her would remember the green of her hair, not her face.

Her sunglasses doubled as a database computer, and her earrings were communicators. She smiled quietly to herself as she listened to the sound of Eriol humming a song while typing on his laptop. Her pink lips tilted upwards even more as she heard him spill his coffee and shout curses. Eriol would be Eriol.

Unbeknownst to her, Syaoran was watching her smile. The small smile on his own face also went unnoticed by her.

Her "brother's" outfit was much more appropriate. He wore black, leather pants with a matching jacket. He had a white shirt on and his shoes were black and easy to run in.

He also wore a pair of sunglasses and had on a large, silver watch. Like Sakura, he had a gun hidden in the back of his hip, courtesy of Tamaguchi.

"Ugh... I'm not sure I want to be this guy's personal bodyguard," Sakura yawned. "I mean, this entire outfit screams pervert."

Syaoran rolled his eyes at her, "Get over it. We're here."

The two got out of the car and quickly proceeded up the stairs into the large building before them.

"We're Saiyuki and Satoshi. The new bodyguards for Tamaguchi- sama," Sakura said to the lady at the front desk. "We were told to meet him in his chambers."

"The top floor is his chambers," the woman had not even looked up. Sakura bit back a nasty remark directed at the lady's lack of members, keeping in mind that all of Hitonari's workers were trained fighters.

When she turned to look at Syaoran, his eyes were mocking her. When they stepped into the elevator he laughed, "You're so easily offended. Got to keep a rein on your temper in this type of business… or didn't you know?"

"Put a cork in it Li," Sakura hissed as she walked out into Tamaguchi's rooms next to him. Holding up his arms in mock innocence Syaoran grinned, "I didn't realize that I would offend you so, Sister-dear. I'm terribly sorry."

Shooting him another glare to silence him, Sakura knocked on a large, red oak door and pushed it open.

The two entered the room side-by-side, "Tamaguchi-sama..."

A fat man in a suit was sitting on his bed. Upon seeing Sakura and Syaoran he got up and opened his arms as if to welcome them...

... but hugged Sakura instead.

To be continued...

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