"Well, two weeks had passed. Any progress?" Tianxin observed the middle-aged man, her arms folded, waiting for some answers.
"Give me some more time. I hate to admit it but it has not been easy for me to tail Mr. Fujitaka Kinomoto. But I assure you, that by the end of this week, you will get the information you want." The man kept his head low, afraid to look up.
"You better be. I'm paying for your service." Tianxin removed her arms from the present position and let them lay limp by the side of her slim body. Just you wait. You haven't seen the last of me yet.
* * *
The bell rang, signaling the end of the lesson. "Remember to read chapter 10 and 11 for the next tutorial." The tutor repeated before stepping out of the room.
"Tianxin-chan, that's a very nice point you make just now about Miss Havisham." Sakura smiled. I really want to establish a rapport with everyone. The people in Hong Kong may not be that bad.
Tianxin stood up, closing the zip to her duffel bag and swinging it onto her shoulder. "Thank you." She exclaimed coldly as she walked out of the room.
"Hoe? What have I done wrong?" Sakura's face fell as she looked at her pencil case.
"Don't be upset." A girl with long-flowing black hair and ruby red eyes smiled. "Tianxin gets into that kind of mood once in a while. It's not your fault. So cheer up."
"Thank you, Meiling-chan." Sakura smiled, the brilliance returning back into her emerald eyes.
"Ok then, let's go. Syaoran, we are leaving." Meiling practically shouted.
"Where are you going?" Syaoran lifted his eyes off the book and looked at them quizzically.
"We are going to the mall together. Kinomoto is helping me select the material for the kimono. It's so nice of her to help me make one. I hope it's not that troublesome."
Sakura shook her head. "Don't worry. It won't take a long time."
"Be careful then." Syaoran muttered as he resumed his reading. The two girls nodded as they left the room.
* * *
Fujitaka knew that he had been followed. What is that man trying to do? He has been following me for the past two weeks. Doesn't he get tired of it? He drove his car to a dark lane and stepped on his accelerator, letting his eyes stray between the front view and the rear mirror.
The car traveled down the lane quickly and Fujitaka made a swift turn to the right and then the left, bringing him back onto the main road. He looked into his rear mirror again and saw no vehicle following. Good! Ditch him again.
* * *
"Thank you, Kinomoto." Meiling exclaimed excitedly as she fingered the material again for the third time.
"It's ok." Sakura smiled for the third time. "I'm glad you like the material. The kimono will be ready in three days' time."
"But still… thank you. Tell you what. Tomorrow, Syaoran will be excused from classes for a training session and lessons will end early as well. Let's meet Syaoran up tomorrow after training and then go downtown together. My treat as a thank-you gift. Besides, I think you haven't seen much of Hong Kong, have you? So how about it? Me, you and Syaoran?"
"Really? Thank you." Sakura hugged Meiling till she turned green.
"Kinomoto, not so tight. You are strangling me." Meiling choked.
* * *
"Damn! He escaped again." The man stopped his vehicle at the side of the dark lane. He lit a cigarette and took a puff from it. The smoke entered his lungs and then as quick as it had entered, he exhaled the stale air out onto the side window.
Darn! I need the cash badly. He took another slow drag at the cigarette. Personally, this is a waste of my time but that lady is offering such a huge sum of money.
He pulled out a photo from his wallet, observing the young
girl in it. "Don't worry, Xiaoyue. Papa will get the money for your medical
fees." He threw the stub of the cigarette out of the car. I will try again
tomorrow.
Author's Notes (yet again): Whenever I watch
"Cardcaptor Sakura", I enjoy it a lot because in the plot, there aren't really
bad guys in them. Eriol isn't that bad, just that, don't mind the cliché, he
"has to be cruel to be kind". So likewise, when a bad guy does something bad,
we will hate him intensely. But then, Clamp is trying to tell us that people do
bad things for a purpose. So we should not hate them that much. So I hope you
understand the way I present that spy. He's just a man caught in his own
circumstances.