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Summary: Sakura Kinomoto is part of DNGR. Syaoran Li is a new recruit. She's in high school. He's in high school. They're to audition for some play. But what happens when everything in Sakura's life is becoming the play itself? This is my first fic. REVIEW!

Author's note: Okay, I rewrote this chapter and just called it 'A new Teacher' because I realized that it was too early for Elaine to enter, and if she entered now, the story would be REALLY rushed… so, I hope you guys like it…okay, I know I haven't updated in like 7 months…I hope you forgive me, and still continue reading my fic…

Oh yeah…I just want you guys to know that the first part is the kinda the same…and I added some things at the end part so you would know what the teacher's role is in this story… okay, maybe not… :D

Oh right, the start of this chapter is after the lunch break, so they still don't know who the cast will be…okay? And Syaoran is kinda…OC here okay?

A NEW TEACHER

After singing the last note, she opened her eyes, and stared at the audience.

They were staring right back at her.

'They're shocked you dolt.' Her mind seemed to say to her.

Meryl was the first one to recover from the 'shock'. Shaking her head, she gave Sakura a small smile.

"Thank you Sakura."

Sakura hopped down from the stage and made her way to her seat.

"Now, I'm going to introduce you guys to the person who got the male lead role." Meryl smiled brightly. "We're glad to have you in our production, Syaoran Li."

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"Guys!" Sakura shouted. Mrs. Rodriguez found out that she was pregnant and was on leave. And so as class representative, she had to take charge. "Could you keep it down?"

A few chose to ignore her and continued talking with their friends.

"Guys!"

Some still ignored her.

Sakura was getting angry and her temper was growing shorter and shorter by the second.

"Just chill Sakura." Tomoyo said, starting to get nervous. She knew how Sakura got when she gets too impatient. And it was not a sight she wanted to see.

But the noise was growing louder and louder by the minute and Sakura's temper, shorter.

Then she exploded.

"GUYS!" She shouted punching the brick wall beside the teachers' table, causing it to get dented.

Everyone stopped talking and stared at Sakura.

Tomoyo sighed, shaking her head.

Eriol slapped his forehead.

Syaoran just stared, his mouth hanging open.

When Sakura realized what she'd done, she quickly withdrew her hand and smiled shyly. "Ahehe…"

Just then, the door opened, revealing a very cheerful Sam.

"Good morning class!" She said with a grin. "As you all know Mrs. Rodriguez is on leave…"

A cheer erupted from the class.

"…and so, I have decided to look for a temporary replacement for her."

A few students groan.

"And I was very fortunate to have found a very adequate one."

Sakura exchanged glances with Tomoyo.

"I would like you all to meet, Mr. Matthew Kern." Sam said, side stepping to allow a tall man in.

Almost all the girls in the class turned wide eyed as they stared at him.

Sakura and Tomoyo just rolled their eyes.

Matthew Kern is 6'0 ft. tall, with black hair that was long enough to against his gray eyes. He didn't look older than twenty- two.

"It's nice to meet you all." He said, bowing down.

"Mr. Kern, I would like to introduce their class representative, Sakura Kinomoto." Sam said, motioning towards Sakura.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Kern." Sakura said, bowing, which was probably a big mistake, since she exposed the hole in the wall.

As soon as Sakura realized, she was already facing a very amused looking teachers.

"What's with the wall?" Mr. Kern asked, raising an eyebrow, an amused glint in his eyes.

"Yes Sakura," Sam said. "What happened to the wall?" As if she didn't know anything.

"I… uh… I… that is…" She stuttered. "I might have punched it a tad bit too hard." She smiled an uncertain smile and shrugged.

"Ah. You mean you lost your temper." Sam said, the amusement still evident in her voice. "Again. What was it last time Ms. Kinomoto? Mike Millie's nose?"

Sakura cringed at the memory. "Well actually, I didn't loose my temper then."

Flashback

Two weeks back…

Sakura and Tomoyo were walking down the hallway to their lockers.

"Ooh! I can't believe Meryl asked me to make the costumes! I'm so excited!" Tomoyo said, clasping her hands together, stars in her eyes. "I've read the script and it is just so nice! Well, the part of it that's done. It's still a work in progress you know."

Sakura just shook her head. "Of course she's going to ask you! Who else could do a better job tha-"

She was cut of by a noise down the hall.

They quickly grabbed their things and made their way to the front of the growing crowd.

"Who the heck do you think you are?!" Mike Millie said, glaring down at his ex-girlfriend, Michelle. "Why'd you go out with Hiirigazawa last night? Huh? Why?!"

His hold on Michelle's wrist was so tight that her eyes started to water. "Could you let go of my hand? It hurts." She asked, her voice quivering.

"Bitch! I asked you a question!" Mike said, tightening his grip on her a little bit more.

"Ow!" Michelle yelped as tears streamed down her face. "You said it was over, remember? You broke up with me asshole! So just leave me alone!"

Her eyes widened in realization of what she just said.

"Why you-"

Michelle closed her eyes and waited for Mike's palm to connect with her face. When she didn't feel anything, she opened her eyes and found Sakura standing between them, holding Mike's free arm.

"The hell?!" Mike said, glaring at Sakura.

Sakura just shrugged. "She asked you to leaver her alone."

"Why couldn't you mind your own business Kinomoto?" Mike said, claiming his hand back and shoving Michelle to the lockers. "But because you got in the middle, it's now between the two of us too."

Tomoyo quickly went to the girl and looked at Sakura frighteningly. "Sakura…"

"I'm really sorry…" Michelle said, crying on Tomoyo's shirt. "Because of me Sakura's going to get it."

Tomoyo looked at the girl as if she were crazy. "I'm not scared because of Mike, I'm scared FOR Mike."

Michelle looked at Tomoyo. "What?"

"Of course she's my business Millie." Sakura said coolly.

"What?" Mike turned to look at Michelle. "So you swing that way? Do you go after gay people too?"

Michelle looked horrified.

"Oh my god." Sakura shook her head. "You're more stupid than I thought. I'm her class representative and no one messes with those who are under my leadership."

"Well… no one except me." Mike said, punching Sakura.

Sakura caught his fist and aimed hers in his face, which made him stagger backwards a few feet away. Mike quickly covered his nose, and at discovering blood, he charged at Sakura, who easily threw him on his back. Mike groaned in pain and tried to get up. Sakura went to him and squatted in front of him, her feet on either side of his thighs. She pulled on his tie so that they were face to face.

"You remember what I said, lover boy." Sakura said. "Or next time, I might just make you useless to your future wife." She whispered looking pointedly at his trousers, making sure that he knew what she meant. After that, she shoved him to the floor and looked up at his friends. "Bring him to the clinic. I don't think his nose will ever be the same, but all he needs is rest for a few days. He'll be able to play next week's game too."

All that said, she turned to Tomoyo and nodded at her. "I'll be in the principal's office."

End of flashback

Sakura pouted. "Hey! I was doing the school a favor!"

"By taking out the school's star basketball player?" Sam pointed out, now grinning openly.

"He did get to play during the game didn't he?" Sakura said, folding her arms in front of her chest.

"Yes. Yes he did. Now, I think we just wasted fifteen minutes of your learning time." Sam looked at her watch and addressed Mr. Kern. "I believe the children are supposed to have math now."

Sakura nodded enthusiastically; relieved they got off the topic.

"Okay Ms. Mead." Mr. Kern said, heading to the teacher's table. "You may go back to your seat now Ms. Kinomoto."

"It's Sakura sir." Sakura grinned and returned to her seat.

"I believe you ended up with functions?"

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"I can't believe you lost your temper…again." Eriol said, shaking his head. "AND you punched the wall. What's it going to be next time? The window?"

The group was currently in the pool area where Sakura and Eriol trained everyday after school… that is if they didn't have a mission.

"If you don't shut up, next time, I swear I'll make sure you and Tomoyo will never have kids." Sakura whispered, low enough only for the two of them to hear, and glared at him.

Eriol flushed. "What's that supposed to mean?!"

"Are they always like that?" Syaoran whispered to Tomoyo.

Tomoyo shrugged. "Yup."

"What do you think it means?!" Sakura shouted, getting most of the people's attention.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to their bickering. Okay, break it up people!" Tomoyo said, stepping between them and shoving her hands in their faces, forcing them both backwards and away from each other. "You're attracting unwanted attention."

A whistle blew, signaling for the varsity team to start stretching.

"Syaoran and I will be sitting in the bleachers." Tomoyo said, grabbing Syaoran's arm and dragging him to the bleachers.

Another whistle blow was heard and the swimmers stopped what they were doing to listen to their coach.

Out of the 15 swimmers who are part of the varsity team, there are only three girls: Sakura, Shara Lee, and Alyza McKenzie.

"Listen up people! Today, we're only going to be doing time trials, okay? We need to find out how much you've improved since the start of the school year." (A/N: Okay, since I don't know what month school starts in Japan, I'll follow our schedule here okay? That means they start classes in June and it's currently September, okay? Hope you don't mind :D) Coach Mick (Trish :D) said looking at his swimmers. "Those of you who will give me a time slower than your personal best, will be kicked off the team, understood?"

"Yes Coach!" The swimmers said in unison.

"Good. Dress up and be back in five." Coach Mick said, turning around to talk to his assistant coach, Mickey.

When the swimmers came back, they all lined up in their respective lanes, three swimmers per lane.

"I want you all to give me 500 free, 400 back, 300 breast, and 200 fly, warm up." At his whistle, the first person in line dove, to be followed by the next swimmer five meters later. (When the coach gives them numbers, say 500 free, that means, 500 meters freestyle, which is 10 laps in an Olympic size pool and 20 laps in a 25m pool)

As soon as the last swimmer finished the warm up, their coach blew the whistle again, signaling for them to get out the pool. Whistles could be heard as the three girls got out of the pool. Shara and Alyza just rolled their eyes and ignored them while Sakura turned to give them the finger.

"Is she always that vulgar?" Syaoran asked uncertainly.

"Only when it's called for." Tomoyo answered, getting her video camera from her bag. "I really love it when they sprint. It gives me an excuse to use my trusty camera to get Sakura on video." She said, stars in her eyes. "Well, not that I don't use it even without an excuse… oh well!"

Syaoran sweat dropped and turned back to the swimmers.

"50 meters free style. Lane one: Sakura. Lane two: Mark. Lane three: Yuichi. Lane four: Koichi. Lane five: Daryl." Coach Mick shouted. "Get to your positions!"

Sakura headed to the lane where the diving block was numbered one.

"On your mark, get set," Prrrttt!

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(Sakura's POV)

"You were awesome today Sakura!" Shara said, giving me a high five.

"As usual." Alyza said, giving me a high five too.

The three of us, Shara, Alyza, and myself, were currently in the locker room, fresh out of training.

"Well, you guys weren't that bad either." I said.

I took off my cap and goggles and submerged them in cold water.

"So," I started. "What events are you guys joining for next week's competition?"

"I'm not sure yet." Alyza shrugged. "I might only do sprints, no long distance swimming for me."

"I'm hopeless in sprinting." Shara said, tossing her goggles and cap into the cold water as well. "I'm better at long distances."

I groaned. "You guys are so lucky." I stepped into the shower and turned it on to full blast. "Coach wants…no actually, requires me to go all events next week. He says that it's about time I do."

"Well, he only said that 'cause you bailed out on the last two competitions at the start of the school year." Shara pointed out. "By the way, why did you bail out?"

"I was sick, remember?" I lied. Truth was, I was on a mission. On both days. Emergencies, actually: gangs causing troubles in town.

"Really?" Alyza asked. "I thought I heard you tell Coach that you had a project you had to finish?"

I mentally slapped myself and quickly thought. "Um…that was the other one."

"Oh." They both chorused.

I sighed, feeling relieved that they bought it.

I was finished showering when my cell phone rang.

"Kinomoto." I said, slipping on my earphones.

"Sakura, I want you and Eriol up here in ten. I have a new mission for you." The person on the other line said. "Yell at Eriol for me while you're at it. He isn't answering his cell phone."

"Yes mother." I said when I got a questioning look from my two friends. "I'll remember to eat."

"I expect the two of you to be here, understood?"

I quickly changed into my uniform, a black skirt and black long sleeved Oxford; I loosely hung my snow-white tie around my neck and shoved my cream vest into my duffle bag.

"I've got to go guys." I said, picking up my stuff and slipping on my gold slippers. "I still have A LOT of homework. See you when I see you!"

Not waiting for their replies, I dashed out of the locker room and quickly scanned the bleachers for the blue-haired dude Sammy wanted me to shout at. I saw him flirting with Angela, a girl I knew from the advance chemistry class I take.

"Eriol!" I shouted, gaining both of their attentions. "WHY WEREN'T YOU ANSWERING YOU PHONE ERIOL HIIRIGAZAWA?! Your mother called me. She wants to see us now."

Eriol's eyes widened as he pulled out his cell phone from his pocket.

"Oh shit." He said, as he scrolled down through missed calls. "Um… Angela, I have to go. I'll talk to you tomorrow?"

When a mere peck on the lips became a heated kiss, I rolled my eyes and quickly grabbed his wrist and started running to the principal's office.

When we reached the familiar oak doors, we stop.

"Do you think…" I said, looking at Eriol.

"Ummm…" Eriol muttered, looking back at me. "Maybe you should go first."

"Hell no!" I said, pushing him towards the door. A bit too hard though, that he ended up sprawled on the floor covered in rotten eggs.

"Oh gross." The smell was so overwhelming that I ended up sprawled on the bathroom floor, my face over the toilet, with Tomoyo rubbing my back.

"I think… I just lost my lunch." I said.

"But you didn't eat lunch Sakura." Tomoyo looked at me strangely.

"That's my point!" I splashed cold water on my face and dried it with the face towel Tomoyo handed me.

"Come on." Tomoyo put the face towel in the laundry hamper next to the sink. "Sammy said she has something important for us to do."

I nodded and followed her out the door.

(Normal POV)

"Okay." Sam said as the four spies settled down comfortably on the couch. "I called you four here for an important mission. More important than the last one, at that."

Sakura and Tomoyo exchanged glances while Eriol and Syaoran kept their poker face on, not showing any emotion.

"Two weeks ago, Hiroshika Mina, a Junior from Tokyo Academy, died." Sam handed them a file. "She supposedly hanged herself in the bathroom because her boyfriend, Hino Kio, broke up with her a week before." (A/N: I'm just making up names, okay?)

"So you mean to tell me that this innocent looking girl here," Sakura held up a picture of a girl with pale white skin, dirty blond hair, and azure eyes. "Killed herself?" Sam nodded. "She doesn't look like she could hurt a fly!"

The other three nodded in agreement.

Sam continued. "Just yesterday, another girl was found dead in the bathroom, in the same position as Ms. Hiroshika was when she died." She pulled out another file and handed it to Sakura. "Dy Yumi."

Sakura opened the file and looked at the picture.

It was a school photo of a girl with beautiful brown skin, black hair and dark brown eyes. She had a black head band on, and her eyes were under half-rimmed rectangular glasses.

"Why'd she kill herself?" Syaoran asked, looking over Sakura's shoulder to look at the picture.

"She got an eighty-seven in a test." Sam said.

Eriol looked up at her. "That's it?"

She shrugged. "Apparently, she never got a grade lower than ninety in a test ever since she entered high school."

Syaoran looked up from over Sakura's shoulder. "Anyone else?"

Sam produced another folder and handed the next one to Syaoran. "Maxine Yang. Half- American, half- Japanese. Found this morning in her bathroom… hanged like the two other girls. "

Syaoran opened the folder and examined the picture.

It was a blond haired girl with blue eyes. Her naturally curly hair was draped over her shoulders.

"Reason?" Eriol asked.

"Undetermined. She isn't what you'd call popular. She was a dead kid." When the four just looked at her, she explained a bit more. "You know, quiet, inactive kids who don't have friends? Someone you don't notice in the hallways. Let's just say, she wasn't what you call friendly."

Tomoyo raised an eyebrow at Sam. "Are you sure these girls killed themselves? They look like the type who wouldn't have time to kill themselves."

Sam shrugged. "That's why I called you four down here."

The four looked up from what they were reading.

"The school authorities think that it wasn't mere coincidence that the three 'suicides' were identical." She said. "They think that someone is killing these kids."

"So…" Sakura started.

"So, I want Sakura and Syaoran to go undercover at Tokyo Academy to investigate the crimes, get the inside scoop." The two nodded. "Eriol, I want you to ready the equipment they'll need for this mission. Give them stuff that's easy to carry. I don't want anything too big and noticeable." Eriol nodded. "And Tomoyo, I want a full background check on the two girls. I want everything smallest detail. I also want you to find out what they were doing 24 hours before the said time of death and try to find out what their schedule was for the next few days. Basically, anything you can find." Tomoyo nodded.

Sam stood up and the four followed suit.

"Sakura, Syaoran, the two of you will be leaving tomorrow afternoon for Tokyo. Be at HQ at eight-thirty so we can go over your aliases and other stuff you need. Be sure to pack light. Other things you might need will be provided." She nodded and headed for her private office. "I'll see you tomorrow then. Get a good nights rest, all of you."

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(In the house)

"I think Sammy's hiding something from us." Tomoyo remarked as she took a small heap of rice and placed it on her plate with a couple of meat balls.

"What do you mean?" Eriol asked.

"There's this strange glint in her eyes, like she's happy about something." Tomoyo answered. "And she's not letting us in on the secret!"

"Well Tomoyo," Sakura said, finally settling down on her chair beside Syaoran. "There are just some things old Sammy can't tell us."

Syaoran swallowed his food before joining in. "How old is she anyway?"

"She told us that your mother and she are old friends." Tomoyo said. "College friends, I think."

"Really? I thought she's only twenty-five or something. How old is Aunt Yelan, Syaoran? Forty-five?"

"Forty-two." Syaoran answered.

"I heard Sammy graduated high school at twelve, pre-law at sixteen, and got her board at twenty-two." Sakura said.

The others were wide-eyed.

"How'd she manage that?" Syaoran asked, trying to do the math.

"Hmm… if my sources are correct, when she was five, in the morning she went to a kindergarten and in the afternoon, she took more advance classes." Sakura shrugged. "All I know is that she's a super genius."

"You know, in the years we've been with Sammy, we never celebrated her birthday." Tomoyo said.

"Maybe she doesn't like making a big deal out of her age." Sakura shrugged. "Many people don't."

After clearing out the plates and washing the dishes, the four went up and got ready for bed, fully knowing that they all had a big day ahead of them.

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Okay, that wasn't much of an ending, huh?

Did you like this chapter 6 better or the first one?

I'm so sorry for not updating soon enough…school just got in the way, and I've been trying to keep my grades the way they are…not that I'm failing or anything…and I hate memorization and my mind went into hibernation mode for a while…and we just had our annual recital, and everything…and well, I just hope you guys forgive me for being SOO late…anyway…hope you keep reading my story despite my VERY reoccurring writer's block! :D

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