SourPop1004: I'm back with Chapter 2! Ok.I'm starting early on ch.2. I
posted my story today and I've got 4 reviews so far. I decided that I'm
gonna have to have at least 20 reviews for each chapter for me to put up
the next. I know that sounds demanding and mean but I need reviews.hehe.I
sound like some starving lunatic.and partly I am.haha.anywayz, I just
remembered. I sincerely wanted to apologize for chapter 1. I tried to fix
it but I just couldn't. I know chapter 1 was really smooshed together. When
I typed it up on my PC, it was neat and everything but when I uploaded it,
FF.net totally crammed everything and made it look like a big mess. So I
just wanted to let you know that it wasn't intentional. I guess my chapter
was really long so they crammed everything together.hope that doesn't
happen in this chapter. Anywayz, ENJOY! And remember to review! Remember.20
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The Intern
By: SourPop1004
Sakura woke up with a long stretch. Sakura had set her alarm clock three hours earlier than normal. She was supposed to report to the police station by 8. It was 5 in the morning. She had decided last night that she'd exercise and "try" to practice martial arts for the next two weeks. She needed to get in shape. (I know what you're thinking? Sakura needs to exercise? I know. totally not true.but I think you start being more self conscious at that age. but than again, what do I know?) Pulling herself out of bed, she put on her slippers and headed towards the bathroom. She slowly crept across the hallway and opened the bathroom door. She quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face. She brushed her long silky hair and put it up in a ponytail. She went back to her room and went into her walk in closet. (Forgot to mention it in chapter one.) She quickly took out a forest green T-shirt and a pair of gray cotton shorts and put them on. Sakura walked downstairs with her car keys and a towel at hand and quietly put on her sneakers and went out the door trying not to wake anyone. Out side, the sky was still gray but brightening by the minute. She breathed in the fresh clear morning air. She got in her car and drove off.
She arrived at a park that was about 20 minutes from her house. She parked in the empty parking lot and walked out onto the grass. She put her keys in her pocket and started to stretch. After a couple of attempts of doing the splits, she finally succeeded. "Well what do you know? I think I've still got it." she thought smiling. Sakura had done gymnastics during her elementary and junior high years and done martial arts during her high school years. After a few minutes, she slowly jogged over across the grass into one of the dirt roads. She sped up a bit, kicking up dirt behind her.
On the other side of the park, a tall man in a pair of black (the kind B- ball players wear over their shorts) jogging pants, sneakers, and a gray Nike (Gotta love Nike!) T-shirt was getting off his silver convertible Porsche. (I know what you're thinking.so many expensive cars.lucky freak.haha.) He locked his car and made his way across the grass to a small dirt clearing. On various edges of the clearing were monkey bars, gymnastic bars, push-up benches, and other exercise equipment. Syaoran stretched a bit and started his push-ups.
Sakura was starting to sweat after about 15 minutes. She kept on running despite the burning pain in her chest. After another 15 minutes passed, she slowed down and eventually stopped. She slowly made her way to the other side of the park. Sakura pulled the towel off her neck and wiped her forehead and neck.
Syaoran was already 30 minutes into his push-ups. (I know.Dang!) His gray shirt was soaked with sweat. After a couple of seconds he finally stood up, brushed dust from his pants, and sat down in one of the green benches. Trying to cool off in the crisp morning air, he decided he'd jog over to his car and get his water bottle.
Sakura was getting closer to the dirt clearing where she'd practice her martial arts and gymnastics. When she stepped onto the red dirt, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air and stretched her arms up high. She slowly opened her emerald eyes and observed the clearing. She undid her hair and put it into a bun so her long hair wouldn't drag on the floor. Then she sprinted forward quarter way and cart wheeled, flipped, and twisted in mid air before landing perfectly on the other side. (Sorry.I can't describe gymnastic movements.) She tried again and again with different variations to her routine.
Syaoran was walking back when he noticed a slender figure cart wheel, flip, twist, etc. He stared with interest. He walked up closer and noticed it was Sakura. He quietly sat down on the green bench and watched.
When Sakura did another perfect routine and landed on the other side with her hands stretched towards the sky (You know how gymnasts do that hands-in- the-air thing after they finish.) she heard someone clap from behind. She spun around to find Syaoran on the green bench with one arm swung over the back of the bench, one left over the other, and smiling that boyish grin. (If you can't quite picture him, he's sitting like how punkish guys sit in a chair, all sprawled and lazy) Sakura gasped and flung her hands to her mouth and started blushing furiously.
"I.I didn't know anyone was there."
"That's all right, I'm not anyone." He gave another grin. 'God she's cute when she blushes.' thought Syaoran. (Muahahahahaha!)
Syaoran began again, "So. I can see you're pretty flexible. let me ask you something. Have you ever done martial arts?"
"Hoe." (There it is folks! The famous quote!)
"Come on, let's try." Syaoran stood up and moved to the middle of the clearing where he met Sakura. "Try kicking or punching. Try anything. "
Sakura didn't know what to do. She figured that Syaoran didn't know that she knew martial arts. She thought if she did kick him, she'd hurt him badly. (She doesn't know what a hunk of a fighter Syaoran is.not yet anyway.) She through a light jab.
"Is that your best? You know, when you start working today, all the guys are gonna try to play grab-ass with you. And are you sure you can fend them off with that punch?" Syaoran had that grin again.
Imagining that horrible thought, she accidentally kicked out her foot sideways with full force. It went high into the air with perfect form and grace. This was the sort of kick that sent an enemy sailing through the air. To her great surprise, Syaoran blocked with perfect ease.
"So. Miss Kinomoto does know a thing or two about fighting." He smirked. (Help me!!! I'm melting!!! I love his grins.haha.)
Sakura blushed furiously again. (Guess what Syaoran's thinking.hehe.)
"Let's try that again. " He bent down a bit in a defense stance so he could take in more impact.
"A-are you sure? I mean. I might hurt you or.or."
"You? Hurt me? Hah! I'd like to see you try."
Sakura swelled with anger. How dare he mock her that way?! Out of anger she started throwing various punches and kicks. Of course, Syaoran blocked them all. Sakura threw another punch, which whistled by Syaoran's cheek, barely grazing the side. In an attempt to dodge another punch, with one quick movement he managed to move in front of her and block a coming blow. He was so close to her. His breath tickled her neck. She couldn't help blushing.
"You're pathetic you know?" He spat blocking another kick.
The blush vanished into anger. This only encouraged her to throw fiercer blows. Until finally she got a perfect sidekick and ended up sending Syaoran to the dirt floor. Sakura gasped. Syaoran was silent, his head lowered.
Sakura fell to her knees. "Oh my God! Are you OK? I'm really really sorry. I-I-I didn't mean to, it's just that you were making fun of me and.and. I didn't know what to do and.and.Are you ok? Are you dead??" Sakura was too worried to notice that she was over reacting.
Syaoran looked up with a smile, while fingering his soar jaw and testing if it was broken. "That was quite the kick Miss Kinomoto. I'm very impressed."
Sakura blushed. After pulling herself together, she remembering that he was insulting her, she quickly got up and kicked his shin hard.
Syaoran cringed and looked up. "What was that for?" He was rubbing his shin furiously.
"How dare you make fun of me?" She gave a cold glare. To her surprise, Syaoran broke out into a smile.
"You're mad because of the things I said? You know I didn't mean them, I was just trying to intimidate you. "
"Still! They weren't very nice!" She scolded. With that she turned around and picked up her towel that was on the floor and walked away towards the other side of the park.
Syaoran sat there staring off after the stubborn girl that had managed to kick him square in the jaw. Then he looked back at his shin and pulled up the leg of his pants and saw a purple bruise forming. 'She's a great fighter, but still very child like. ' He thought, grinning at himself. Syaoran sighed and looked back at the disappearing figure.
Sakura walked faster and faster her rosy cheeks turning red. Apparently, she was remembering how close he was to her when they were fighting. 'He was so warm. Wait! Snap out of it Sakura! He was insulting you!' she thought, a mind battle going on in her head. When she finally got to where her car was, she unlocked it and got in. She started up the engine and drove off towards the entrance.
Syaoran got up and walked over to his car. He threw his water bottle into the driver's seat. When he looked up towards a distant noise, he saw Sakura's car whiz by and go out the entrance of the park. He couldn't help but smile. This was going to be an interesting day. He got into his car and pulled out.
It was 30 minutes before 8. Sakura had taken a shower and soon as she got home from the park and was all dressed up and ready for her first day of work. Tomoyo had helped her pick out her clothes. Actually, helped is a bit too weak. Tomoyo 'chose' Sakura's clothes for her. Sakura was nicely dressed in a white dress type skirt (Not the narrow slinky skirts! I'm talking about those white ones that go perfect with a peasant's shirt) that went just below the knees, a light blue boat-necked quarter sleeve, and a pair of light blue sandals, not too tall and not too short. To complete the outfit, Tomoyo had plaited light blue silk ribbons into her braids. Sakura looked positively awesome. (Doesn't it sound like Tomoyo was playing dress up with Sakura? Haha.) Sakura went downstairs and Rika and Chiharu.
"Sakura, you great!" Exclaimed Rika.
"Yeah! Knock 'em dead, Sakura!" Agreed Chiharu. "Oh and tell Takashi I said hello."
"OK, thanks! I'm gonna be off now!" Sakura waved and was out the door with her keys and her white bag.
Rika, Chiharu, and Tomoyo watched Sakura leave.
Tomoyo put her hands over the heart and teased. "My little Sakura's all grown up and going off to work." Every one burst out laughing.
Sakura parked I the half-empty parking lot on the side of the police building. She stepped out and made her way through the cars and was standing in front of the door. She pulled the door open and went in. Everyone stared, just like the other day. To her relief, the nice lady at the front desk came up and greeted her.
"Hi there. Sakura is it?"
"Yes."
"Oh good. You can call me Martha. I'll be helping you out for the next few days, just until you get the hang of it." Martha smiled.
"Thank you. So. what should I do first?"
"Well, you can put your bag and keys in the lady's locker room over there, " Martha pointed towards a blue door with an L and handed her a key. "This is your key for your locker. And when you are done, you can deliver these letters to the rooms that are written on the envelopes. Oh yes, here. Take this. It's a map of the main building and the back. You'll need it." She handed Sakura a cart full of letters and a piece of paper with various rooms pictured on them.
"Thank you. I'll get to work right away." Sakura smiled and headed towards the locker room.
She pushed through the blue door and found her locker in the corner of the room. She opened it and to her approval, it was really clean. She put in her keys and bag. Then she locked he locker and put the key in her pocket. (Ok! I had to make the dress have a pocket!) She went out the door headed towards the cart full of mail. She was about to push the cart out but was stopped when Martha interrupted.
"Sweetie, remember that they'll be asking you for coffee and donuts. Just take note that you'll be running around everywhere." Martha smiled.
"Hoe." Sakura was surprised by Martha's forwardness. "Thanks. I'll keep that in mind."
Sakura pushed the cart and was roaming the hallways. She had delivered about half the mail to different offices but groaned when she got to the personal letters. Martha had told her that the personal letters would have to be delivered directly to the police officers. She dreaded this because Martha had also told her that she'd have to go to the lounge where all the officers hung out. And this meant only one thing. Grab-the-intern's-butt game. True that that would be sexual assault but they're men. (Sorry to you guys who are reading this) But she was confident because Martha had also told her that she could slap their hands, but if they didn't stop she could punch them. She took a deep breath before pushing through the door. She was ready.
The officers were talking and watching TV. When Sakura came in their heads turned.
Sakura weakly announced. "Um.mail." She quickly looked down and flipped through the stack. "Is there a Mr. Shiro in here?"
A tall man in his forties came up and took his mail and thanked her. This went on until she came to the last person. She called for a Mr. Garu. He was a young man in his 20's. He was obviously a rookie. He smirked and motioned for her to come over. She hesitated before she walked over. He was sitting down. She put out her hand to hand him his mail but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her down to his lap. Sakura squeaked.
"Here, you can read my mail for me." He suggested in a sleazy voice. The other officers in the room burst out laughing. Sakura felt disgusted.
"Mr. Garu, will you please let me go?" Sakura tried to act patiently.
"Call me Heero. And don't you like sitting on my lap?" The other officers were still laughing. Heero tightened his grip on her waist and pulled her in closer. (I know.what a jerk.) "Come on, will you please read my mail for me?"
"Read your own mail you Perv !" Sakura brought the letter around full force and slapped him with it. Heero released her, his hands flying to his red burning cheek. Sakura quickly got up and smoothed out her skirt. She spun around on her heels and walked out the door with her cart. All the officers were 'ooh'ing. Heero glared at them. 'The nerve of that man!' she thought hatefully.
She came outside and sighed. She pushed her cart along and tried to find room 713. (Isn't that Syaoran's B-day?)
Back in the officer's lounge, the men were all excitedly talking about the new intern. Heero was still fingering his cheek. From the far corner, hidden behind a newspaper, Syaoran had watched the whole thing. He was secretly smirking behind the newspaper. From day one, Syaoran had formed some sort of hatred towards Heero. The only reason he had become a police officer was that his rich folks had paid the police station a generous amount of money to get their son in. What a bribe that jerk was. Putting down his newspaper, he stood up and walked over to Heero. Heero looked up with a glare.
"What do you want?" he spat out the words.
"You should be nicer you know."
"Get lost!" Heero turned around and sipped his coffee. Syaoran just smiled and walked out of the lounge.
After 10 minutes of struggling, she was finally in front of Room 713. She pushed open the door and was surprised that this was the room where Syaoran had fallen off the couch. She left the cart outside and walked in. the last time she was here, she was too busy staring at Syaoran to really take in the room. She knew it was sort of snooping but she walked over to his desk and set his mail down. She couldn't help but look at all the awards Syaoran had won. Ribbons from Tokyo Police Department Family Fun Weekend, certificates from martial arts contests, and other trophies. Tomoyo and Sakura had once gone to one of those TPD Family Fun Weekends at the park. That was where all sorts of game booths were set up. Now that she thought of it, she remembered a vague tall figure and a little boy playing the 3- legged race from last year. They had won first place. Sakura looked around more and saw a large folder shoved under a pile of books and folders. She knew it was wrong but she couldn't help but pull it out and flip through it. To her dismay, it was the case about Sonomi's company. She flipped through and got to the back where there were profiles of the suspects. She fingered through them and stopped when she got to a file with the name Tetsu Garu Shigo. In one corner it had a picture of man with brownish blonde hair. The man resembled Heero. He looked stern and stiff. Sakura had to admit he did look handsome in some weird twisted way, but Heero was Not handsome. He was just a slime ball. Sakura continued to flip through and found a document that had a Xerox of a party invitation. Skimming though the text, she realized that it was an invitation for a dinner party thrown by Mr. Shigo. Apparently, the party was being held in a private mountain estate. She didn't know what she was looking for but she had a feeling that this was something important. Before she could skim through the rest, there was a cough at the door. Syaoran was standing there, watching her every move. Sakura gasped and dropped the folder.
"So, our new intern knows how to fight AND snoop." Syaoran teased in a cold tone. He wasn't smiling.
"I-I-I. I was just leaving your mail and I-I just." Sakura didn't know what to say. She fell to her knees and started picking up the scattered paper. When she came back up, Syaoran was right in front of her. He stared at her with icy cold eyes and snatched the folder away from her.
"Don't snoop. I won't say anything this time but if I catch you again, I'll have to report you." His icy tone seemed to penetrate Sakura with sharp shards of glass.
Sakura looked down with a guilty expression. "I'm sorry." she managed to say.
"You should be." Syaoran replied with a hard stare.
Sakura's eyes were starting to water. She quickly told him that his mail was on his desk and ran out of the room. She pushed her cart down the hall trying to get away from Room 713 as far as possible. She knew what she did was wrong but how could he be so mean? By the middle of the afternoon, Sakura had managed to finish the mail delivery, swept the floor of the main building and was now was busy running around getting everyone's lunch orders. The whole day, she knew that Heero was watching her with dangerous eyes. Somehow she had managed to ignore his stares. It was around 2. All the officers were outside on patrol, or attending the weekly officers' meeting. The meeting was held in the park where Sakura had gone this morning. Every week, the officers would gather to discuss about the newest crime cases, eat lunch, and basically enjoy themselves while doing their jobs at the same time. This was a big relief. Sakura had finally some time to herself. She plopped down in the officer's lounge and flipped through a magazine. She had already finished eating her lunch was now enjoying a small bowl of cherries. From the far corner, Heero was sitting and talking into a phone in a small voice.
"I'm sorry! I couldn't get any information! They tell us rookie officers anything you know? Ok! OK! Give me a little time. I'll see what I can find. I'll probably find something today. Everyone's out on their lunch meeting. I'll sneak into one of the offices and I'll try to dig around. OK. I'll call you back later. Bye Tetsu." With that Heero hung up. After he hung up, he looked up from the shadows and saw Sakura reading a magazine and eating cherries. (Women eating cherries are so seductive.haha.) Heero smiled. He got up and moved in towards her.
Sakura heard footsteps and turned around to face a smiling Heero. Sakura was nervous but tried to sound cool.
"Yes?" Sakura tried to keep a level gaze.
"So how did it feel? You know, slapping me?"
"You deserved it." Sakura trailed off. She looked at Heero and saw him walk around the couch and sat on the coffee table in front of Sakura. He reached out his hand touched her cheek. Sakura stuttered. "W-what are you doing? Leave me alone!" She jumped up and tried to run away but he caught her wrist. She yanked it out of his hands. She was almost to the door when he ran past her and was standing in front of her. He was moving in on her. Sakura took a step back. When she kept walking backwards she ran into the wall and was cornered. His face right in front of hers. Leaned over and buried his face into her neck. He took in the honey smell. (Did you notice that all the bad guys have this think with sniffing hair? Like in Charlie's Angels. That really freaky guy who ripped out Lucy Lu, and everyone's hair and keeps smelling it. ::shiver::) His hands moved towards her shoulders and was slowly pulling it down her shoulder. Since it couldn't go any farther, a bit of her collar ripped. (Yeah. dirty bastard.) Sakura was horrified. If she didn't do anything he'd.she didn't want to think what would happen. She quickly kicked his shin (I know. she likes kicking people's shins). Heero crumpled to the floor and looked at his bruised shin. Sakura quickly ran out before he could catch up. She ran through the hallway, tears streaming down her face. She was clutching at the ripped part of her shirt. When she turned a corner she ran into a tall figure. She fell back to the floor and just broke down. She pushed herself into the opposite wall and pulled her knees towards her chest and buried her face in her knees. She hugged her knees tightly and was crying like a small child. One of her braids had come off and was now a mess. Part of her shirt was ripped and was showing her bra. Slowly the tall figure crouched down and sat on the floor. He reached out his hand and lifted Sakura's wet face. Emerald eyes met amber ones. Sakura didn't know what to do. She had a look of confusion and fear in her eyes. She didn't care who the man was. He had comforting eyes and she needed someone. She jumped up and locked her arms around him. He had a look of surprise but it quickly turned into a soft expression. Sakura whimpered.
"Please.don't let him get me." Sakura managed to say between sobs.
Syaoran hugged her tightly. "What happened?" He asked in a soothing soft voice, a totally different one from the one he used in his office. Sakura was quiet. "Here, why don't we talk in my office?" Sakura only nodded. Syaoran led the way, holding Sakura's hand tightly.
When they reached Syaoran's office, Syaoran offered Sakura a seat. Sakura sat down quietly and looked down at her shoes. Syaoran moved in and sat next to her. Syaoran thought she'd move away but she didn't. Instead she moved in closer. Sakura began. She told him what had happened in the lounge. By the time Sakura had finished, Syaoran had a look of pity and anger at the same time. "I'll get that bastard." Syaoran mumbled under his breath. He was about to get up when Sakura pulled him down. She silent and only looked at him with melancholic eyes. He couldn't help but sit back down. Sakura whispered.
"Thank you."
"It's alright. You don't deserve this at all. Don't worry. I'll make sure he gets fired."
Even through her scared feelings, something clicked in her mind. Heero was talking to a man named Tetsu. And she remembered that it was the vice president of Sonomi's company. And in that phone conversation, Heero had mentioned that he was going to dig around. And she knew that Heero would try to snoop. Realizing that somehow Heero, Mr. Shigo, and the case were connected, Sakura interrupted Syaoran.
"No. Don't do anything. Leave him alone."
Syaoran was confused. How could she say that after what Heero did to her?
"What?! What are you talking about? So you're ok that he did this to you?"
Sakura's confused eyes turned into confident ones.
"I think Heero's connected to Mr. Shigo."
Syaoran looked surprised. "What?"
"When I was in the lounge, he was talking to a man named Tetsu on the phone. And he was talking about digging around for information. And have you looked at your files? Tetsu is Mr. Shigo's first name." Sakura walked over his desk and pulled out the folder. She flipped through it until she got to a picture of Mr. Shigo. Syaoran stood behind her looking over her shoulder. "Look. Don't you see? He looks like Heero. And look at Mr. Shigo's middle name. It's Garu." Sakura skimmed to the bottom of the page. "Aha! Look what it says here. It says that Mr. Shigo's parents are divorced. His mother's maiden name was Garu. And when they split up, Tetsu went with his dad, earning him his last name Shigo."
"But the file says nothing about Heero. Tetsu has no brother." Before Sakura could say anything, Syaoran rushed over to his computer and looked up Garu Heero. A short profile came up, but it didn't say anything about Heero's family. "Sorry, no luck. There's nothing on him about his family."
"Syaoran, this is a police station. Look it up! You guys must have census files or something. Don't you?"
Syaoran's face brightened. "You're right. Let's go. The census files are in the back of the building." They both rushed out of the room, but before they went out the door, Syaoran turned and stared at Sakura's ripped shirt.
"Uhh.here.wear this." Syaoran handed Sakura his sports jacket. Sakura looked where he was looking and blushed. She gratefully took it and put on the oversized jacket. With that they both rushed towards the records room, Sakura still holding onto the big folder. Syaoran looked at her with questioning eyes.
"I don't want him to come in and take it."
Syaoran smiled at how clever she was.
When they got to the room, Syaoran pulled out a key and unlocked the door. The room was old and musty.
"So where should we look first?" asked Syaoran staring at the ceiling high shelves full of paper.
"Look under 1995." Declared Sakura.
Syaoran was puzzled. "Why 1995?"
"Because, that's the year before the divorce. Just look it up."
Syaoran looked through the labels on the selves. After finding 1995, he pulled up a ladder and climbed up. He pulled out a massive folder with last names starting from SA to SH. Syaoran came back down and set it on a dusty table. Sakura followed and started looking for Shigo. Syaoran smiled and pulled it out. Sakura took it from him and flipped through it. She smiled and pointed to a certain section where it told how many members there were in the family. It read 4. And below it, there was list of names: Ketsu Shigo, Kira Shigo, Tetsu Shigo, and Heero Shigo. Syaoran and Sakura looked at each other and smiled.
When they both came out of the room and locked it, everyone was back from the meeting. Sakura and Syaoran were both covered in dust. Sakura followed Syaoran into the main building. The chief commander was laughing and talking to an officer. Syaoran cut in between them and asked to talk to Chief Daidouji. Sakura knew that Syaoran was going to tell the chief about the files. Sakura followed Syaoran and Chief Daidouji into another room that was in farthest corner of the entire building. When they were inside, Mr. Daidouji broke in.
"Syaoran? What's wrong? This is important, isn't it? What else would you bring me here for? What is it? And why is she here?" Mr. Daidouji looked at Sakura.
The next thing Syaoran said totally caught Mr. Daidouji and Sakura off guard.
"I want Sakura to become a member of the Special Force. Just until I solve this case."
"WHAT? Are you serious? What makes you think the board will let her? Syaoran, you know even though I say yes, the board has to all agree."
"I know. So help us. I know she can pass the test."
"Fine, let's say I help and she somehow miraculously gets in. Then what? Why do you want her in the force?"
"Today, she helped us on the case. We are so much closer to solving it. And I know you want this particular case solved as soon as possible." There was a glint in his eyes.
"I." Mr. Daidouji didn't know what to say.
Syaoran interrupted. Syaoran started telling about everything that had happened while the Mr. Daidouji and the others were away. By the end of the story, Mr. Daidouji was astonished. He looked over at Sakura, just realizing why she was wearing Syaoran's jacket.
"So. what do you say?" asked Syaoran smirking at the fact that he had managed to astonish his chief commander. Mr. Daidouji stuck his hand out forward towards Sakura.
"I'll be happy to vote her in when the time for the board to vote comes. Syaoran, you'll help her train for the entrance test."
Sakura took his hand and smiled. "Thank you Mr. Daidouji. I'll do my best." Of course, Sakura didn't know what on earth they were talking about. All she knew was that she had to smile and pretend she had a clue on what they were saying. Mr. Daidouji smiled and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. That left Sakura and Syaoran alone. They sat down in a chair and Syaoran proceeded in explaining to her what the Special Force was. Sakura gasped and stared at him. Syaoran only smiled.
"Can I tell Tomoyo about this?"
Giving her a look, he finally replied. "Fine. But only her, and she can't tell anyone."
"Deal!"
Syaoran got up from his chair.
"Training starts tomorrow." With that he winked and went out the door. Sakura stared at the door. Then she looked back at the empty chair and thought of how crazy her life was about to get. 'All this in one day.' she thought smiling to herself.
SourPop1004: Chapter 2, BABY! Haha.yeah! This chapter is the gateway to the spy games, dangers, and all the goodies. I know this chapter had some "stuff" but I still think it's PG-13. But if you guys think it should be an R, make sure to tell me. Ok? Anyway, how'd you people like this chapter? Hehe. I know.you must be thinking.Why does everyone want to rape Sakura? Haha. well I don't know. I guess she's real pretty or something. (But doesn't that sorta spice up the story?. I don't know so don't like sue me or anything.) Anywayz, next chapter. Sakura's training to become part of the Special Force! Wah!!! Please read and review. Remember, 20 reviews or over for chapter 3 to be up. See you next chapter.
The Intern
By: SourPop1004
Sakura woke up with a long stretch. Sakura had set her alarm clock three hours earlier than normal. She was supposed to report to the police station by 8. It was 5 in the morning. She had decided last night that she'd exercise and "try" to practice martial arts for the next two weeks. She needed to get in shape. (I know what you're thinking? Sakura needs to exercise? I know. totally not true.but I think you start being more self conscious at that age. but than again, what do I know?) Pulling herself out of bed, she put on her slippers and headed towards the bathroom. She slowly crept across the hallway and opened the bathroom door. She quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face. She brushed her long silky hair and put it up in a ponytail. She went back to her room and went into her walk in closet. (Forgot to mention it in chapter one.) She quickly took out a forest green T-shirt and a pair of gray cotton shorts and put them on. Sakura walked downstairs with her car keys and a towel at hand and quietly put on her sneakers and went out the door trying not to wake anyone. Out side, the sky was still gray but brightening by the minute. She breathed in the fresh clear morning air. She got in her car and drove off.
She arrived at a park that was about 20 minutes from her house. She parked in the empty parking lot and walked out onto the grass. She put her keys in her pocket and started to stretch. After a couple of attempts of doing the splits, she finally succeeded. "Well what do you know? I think I've still got it." she thought smiling. Sakura had done gymnastics during her elementary and junior high years and done martial arts during her high school years. After a few minutes, she slowly jogged over across the grass into one of the dirt roads. She sped up a bit, kicking up dirt behind her.
On the other side of the park, a tall man in a pair of black (the kind B- ball players wear over their shorts) jogging pants, sneakers, and a gray Nike (Gotta love Nike!) T-shirt was getting off his silver convertible Porsche. (I know what you're thinking.so many expensive cars.lucky freak.haha.) He locked his car and made his way across the grass to a small dirt clearing. On various edges of the clearing were monkey bars, gymnastic bars, push-up benches, and other exercise equipment. Syaoran stretched a bit and started his push-ups.
Sakura was starting to sweat after about 15 minutes. She kept on running despite the burning pain in her chest. After another 15 minutes passed, she slowed down and eventually stopped. She slowly made her way to the other side of the park. Sakura pulled the towel off her neck and wiped her forehead and neck.
Syaoran was already 30 minutes into his push-ups. (I know.Dang!) His gray shirt was soaked with sweat. After a couple of seconds he finally stood up, brushed dust from his pants, and sat down in one of the green benches. Trying to cool off in the crisp morning air, he decided he'd jog over to his car and get his water bottle.
Sakura was getting closer to the dirt clearing where she'd practice her martial arts and gymnastics. When she stepped onto the red dirt, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air and stretched her arms up high. She slowly opened her emerald eyes and observed the clearing. She undid her hair and put it into a bun so her long hair wouldn't drag on the floor. Then she sprinted forward quarter way and cart wheeled, flipped, and twisted in mid air before landing perfectly on the other side. (Sorry.I can't describe gymnastic movements.) She tried again and again with different variations to her routine.
Syaoran was walking back when he noticed a slender figure cart wheel, flip, twist, etc. He stared with interest. He walked up closer and noticed it was Sakura. He quietly sat down on the green bench and watched.
When Sakura did another perfect routine and landed on the other side with her hands stretched towards the sky (You know how gymnasts do that hands-in- the-air thing after they finish.) she heard someone clap from behind. She spun around to find Syaoran on the green bench with one arm swung over the back of the bench, one left over the other, and smiling that boyish grin. (If you can't quite picture him, he's sitting like how punkish guys sit in a chair, all sprawled and lazy) Sakura gasped and flung her hands to her mouth and started blushing furiously.
"I.I didn't know anyone was there."
"That's all right, I'm not anyone." He gave another grin. 'God she's cute when she blushes.' thought Syaoran. (Muahahahahaha!)
Syaoran began again, "So. I can see you're pretty flexible. let me ask you something. Have you ever done martial arts?"
"Hoe." (There it is folks! The famous quote!)
"Come on, let's try." Syaoran stood up and moved to the middle of the clearing where he met Sakura. "Try kicking or punching. Try anything. "
Sakura didn't know what to do. She figured that Syaoran didn't know that she knew martial arts. She thought if she did kick him, she'd hurt him badly. (She doesn't know what a hunk of a fighter Syaoran is.not yet anyway.) She through a light jab.
"Is that your best? You know, when you start working today, all the guys are gonna try to play grab-ass with you. And are you sure you can fend them off with that punch?" Syaoran had that grin again.
Imagining that horrible thought, she accidentally kicked out her foot sideways with full force. It went high into the air with perfect form and grace. This was the sort of kick that sent an enemy sailing through the air. To her great surprise, Syaoran blocked with perfect ease.
"So. Miss Kinomoto does know a thing or two about fighting." He smirked. (Help me!!! I'm melting!!! I love his grins.haha.)
Sakura blushed furiously again. (Guess what Syaoran's thinking.hehe.)
"Let's try that again. " He bent down a bit in a defense stance so he could take in more impact.
"A-are you sure? I mean. I might hurt you or.or."
"You? Hurt me? Hah! I'd like to see you try."
Sakura swelled with anger. How dare he mock her that way?! Out of anger she started throwing various punches and kicks. Of course, Syaoran blocked them all. Sakura threw another punch, which whistled by Syaoran's cheek, barely grazing the side. In an attempt to dodge another punch, with one quick movement he managed to move in front of her and block a coming blow. He was so close to her. His breath tickled her neck. She couldn't help blushing.
"You're pathetic you know?" He spat blocking another kick.
The blush vanished into anger. This only encouraged her to throw fiercer blows. Until finally she got a perfect sidekick and ended up sending Syaoran to the dirt floor. Sakura gasped. Syaoran was silent, his head lowered.
Sakura fell to her knees. "Oh my God! Are you OK? I'm really really sorry. I-I-I didn't mean to, it's just that you were making fun of me and.and. I didn't know what to do and.and.Are you ok? Are you dead??" Sakura was too worried to notice that she was over reacting.
Syaoran looked up with a smile, while fingering his soar jaw and testing if it was broken. "That was quite the kick Miss Kinomoto. I'm very impressed."
Sakura blushed. After pulling herself together, she remembering that he was insulting her, she quickly got up and kicked his shin hard.
Syaoran cringed and looked up. "What was that for?" He was rubbing his shin furiously.
"How dare you make fun of me?" She gave a cold glare. To her surprise, Syaoran broke out into a smile.
"You're mad because of the things I said? You know I didn't mean them, I was just trying to intimidate you. "
"Still! They weren't very nice!" She scolded. With that she turned around and picked up her towel that was on the floor and walked away towards the other side of the park.
Syaoran sat there staring off after the stubborn girl that had managed to kick him square in the jaw. Then he looked back at his shin and pulled up the leg of his pants and saw a purple bruise forming. 'She's a great fighter, but still very child like. ' He thought, grinning at himself. Syaoran sighed and looked back at the disappearing figure.
Sakura walked faster and faster her rosy cheeks turning red. Apparently, she was remembering how close he was to her when they were fighting. 'He was so warm. Wait! Snap out of it Sakura! He was insulting you!' she thought, a mind battle going on in her head. When she finally got to where her car was, she unlocked it and got in. She started up the engine and drove off towards the entrance.
Syaoran got up and walked over to his car. He threw his water bottle into the driver's seat. When he looked up towards a distant noise, he saw Sakura's car whiz by and go out the entrance of the park. He couldn't help but smile. This was going to be an interesting day. He got into his car and pulled out.
It was 30 minutes before 8. Sakura had taken a shower and soon as she got home from the park and was all dressed up and ready for her first day of work. Tomoyo had helped her pick out her clothes. Actually, helped is a bit too weak. Tomoyo 'chose' Sakura's clothes for her. Sakura was nicely dressed in a white dress type skirt (Not the narrow slinky skirts! I'm talking about those white ones that go perfect with a peasant's shirt) that went just below the knees, a light blue boat-necked quarter sleeve, and a pair of light blue sandals, not too tall and not too short. To complete the outfit, Tomoyo had plaited light blue silk ribbons into her braids. Sakura looked positively awesome. (Doesn't it sound like Tomoyo was playing dress up with Sakura? Haha.) Sakura went downstairs and Rika and Chiharu.
"Sakura, you great!" Exclaimed Rika.
"Yeah! Knock 'em dead, Sakura!" Agreed Chiharu. "Oh and tell Takashi I said hello."
"OK, thanks! I'm gonna be off now!" Sakura waved and was out the door with her keys and her white bag.
Rika, Chiharu, and Tomoyo watched Sakura leave.
Tomoyo put her hands over the heart and teased. "My little Sakura's all grown up and going off to work." Every one burst out laughing.
Sakura parked I the half-empty parking lot on the side of the police building. She stepped out and made her way through the cars and was standing in front of the door. She pulled the door open and went in. Everyone stared, just like the other day. To her relief, the nice lady at the front desk came up and greeted her.
"Hi there. Sakura is it?"
"Yes."
"Oh good. You can call me Martha. I'll be helping you out for the next few days, just until you get the hang of it." Martha smiled.
"Thank you. So. what should I do first?"
"Well, you can put your bag and keys in the lady's locker room over there, " Martha pointed towards a blue door with an L and handed her a key. "This is your key for your locker. And when you are done, you can deliver these letters to the rooms that are written on the envelopes. Oh yes, here. Take this. It's a map of the main building and the back. You'll need it." She handed Sakura a cart full of letters and a piece of paper with various rooms pictured on them.
"Thank you. I'll get to work right away." Sakura smiled and headed towards the locker room.
She pushed through the blue door and found her locker in the corner of the room. She opened it and to her approval, it was really clean. She put in her keys and bag. Then she locked he locker and put the key in her pocket. (Ok! I had to make the dress have a pocket!) She went out the door headed towards the cart full of mail. She was about to push the cart out but was stopped when Martha interrupted.
"Sweetie, remember that they'll be asking you for coffee and donuts. Just take note that you'll be running around everywhere." Martha smiled.
"Hoe." Sakura was surprised by Martha's forwardness. "Thanks. I'll keep that in mind."
Sakura pushed the cart and was roaming the hallways. She had delivered about half the mail to different offices but groaned when she got to the personal letters. Martha had told her that the personal letters would have to be delivered directly to the police officers. She dreaded this because Martha had also told her that she'd have to go to the lounge where all the officers hung out. And this meant only one thing. Grab-the-intern's-butt game. True that that would be sexual assault but they're men. (Sorry to you guys who are reading this) But she was confident because Martha had also told her that she could slap their hands, but if they didn't stop she could punch them. She took a deep breath before pushing through the door. She was ready.
The officers were talking and watching TV. When Sakura came in their heads turned.
Sakura weakly announced. "Um.mail." She quickly looked down and flipped through the stack. "Is there a Mr. Shiro in here?"
A tall man in his forties came up and took his mail and thanked her. This went on until she came to the last person. She called for a Mr. Garu. He was a young man in his 20's. He was obviously a rookie. He smirked and motioned for her to come over. She hesitated before she walked over. He was sitting down. She put out her hand to hand him his mail but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her down to his lap. Sakura squeaked.
"Here, you can read my mail for me." He suggested in a sleazy voice. The other officers in the room burst out laughing. Sakura felt disgusted.
"Mr. Garu, will you please let me go?" Sakura tried to act patiently.
"Call me Heero. And don't you like sitting on my lap?" The other officers were still laughing. Heero tightened his grip on her waist and pulled her in closer. (I know.what a jerk.) "Come on, will you please read my mail for me?"
"Read your own mail you Perv !" Sakura brought the letter around full force and slapped him with it. Heero released her, his hands flying to his red burning cheek. Sakura quickly got up and smoothed out her skirt. She spun around on her heels and walked out the door with her cart. All the officers were 'ooh'ing. Heero glared at them. 'The nerve of that man!' she thought hatefully.
She came outside and sighed. She pushed her cart along and tried to find room 713. (Isn't that Syaoran's B-day?)
Back in the officer's lounge, the men were all excitedly talking about the new intern. Heero was still fingering his cheek. From the far corner, hidden behind a newspaper, Syaoran had watched the whole thing. He was secretly smirking behind the newspaper. From day one, Syaoran had formed some sort of hatred towards Heero. The only reason he had become a police officer was that his rich folks had paid the police station a generous amount of money to get their son in. What a bribe that jerk was. Putting down his newspaper, he stood up and walked over to Heero. Heero looked up with a glare.
"What do you want?" he spat out the words.
"You should be nicer you know."
"Get lost!" Heero turned around and sipped his coffee. Syaoran just smiled and walked out of the lounge.
After 10 minutes of struggling, she was finally in front of Room 713. She pushed open the door and was surprised that this was the room where Syaoran had fallen off the couch. She left the cart outside and walked in. the last time she was here, she was too busy staring at Syaoran to really take in the room. She knew it was sort of snooping but she walked over to his desk and set his mail down. She couldn't help but look at all the awards Syaoran had won. Ribbons from Tokyo Police Department Family Fun Weekend, certificates from martial arts contests, and other trophies. Tomoyo and Sakura had once gone to one of those TPD Family Fun Weekends at the park. That was where all sorts of game booths were set up. Now that she thought of it, she remembered a vague tall figure and a little boy playing the 3- legged race from last year. They had won first place. Sakura looked around more and saw a large folder shoved under a pile of books and folders. She knew it was wrong but she couldn't help but pull it out and flip through it. To her dismay, it was the case about Sonomi's company. She flipped through and got to the back where there were profiles of the suspects. She fingered through them and stopped when she got to a file with the name Tetsu Garu Shigo. In one corner it had a picture of man with brownish blonde hair. The man resembled Heero. He looked stern and stiff. Sakura had to admit he did look handsome in some weird twisted way, but Heero was Not handsome. He was just a slime ball. Sakura continued to flip through and found a document that had a Xerox of a party invitation. Skimming though the text, she realized that it was an invitation for a dinner party thrown by Mr. Shigo. Apparently, the party was being held in a private mountain estate. She didn't know what she was looking for but she had a feeling that this was something important. Before she could skim through the rest, there was a cough at the door. Syaoran was standing there, watching her every move. Sakura gasped and dropped the folder.
"So, our new intern knows how to fight AND snoop." Syaoran teased in a cold tone. He wasn't smiling.
"I-I-I. I was just leaving your mail and I-I just." Sakura didn't know what to say. She fell to her knees and started picking up the scattered paper. When she came back up, Syaoran was right in front of her. He stared at her with icy cold eyes and snatched the folder away from her.
"Don't snoop. I won't say anything this time but if I catch you again, I'll have to report you." His icy tone seemed to penetrate Sakura with sharp shards of glass.
Sakura looked down with a guilty expression. "I'm sorry." she managed to say.
"You should be." Syaoran replied with a hard stare.
Sakura's eyes were starting to water. She quickly told him that his mail was on his desk and ran out of the room. She pushed her cart down the hall trying to get away from Room 713 as far as possible. She knew what she did was wrong but how could he be so mean? By the middle of the afternoon, Sakura had managed to finish the mail delivery, swept the floor of the main building and was now was busy running around getting everyone's lunch orders. The whole day, she knew that Heero was watching her with dangerous eyes. Somehow she had managed to ignore his stares. It was around 2. All the officers were outside on patrol, or attending the weekly officers' meeting. The meeting was held in the park where Sakura had gone this morning. Every week, the officers would gather to discuss about the newest crime cases, eat lunch, and basically enjoy themselves while doing their jobs at the same time. This was a big relief. Sakura had finally some time to herself. She plopped down in the officer's lounge and flipped through a magazine. She had already finished eating her lunch was now enjoying a small bowl of cherries. From the far corner, Heero was sitting and talking into a phone in a small voice.
"I'm sorry! I couldn't get any information! They tell us rookie officers anything you know? Ok! OK! Give me a little time. I'll see what I can find. I'll probably find something today. Everyone's out on their lunch meeting. I'll sneak into one of the offices and I'll try to dig around. OK. I'll call you back later. Bye Tetsu." With that Heero hung up. After he hung up, he looked up from the shadows and saw Sakura reading a magazine and eating cherries. (Women eating cherries are so seductive.haha.) Heero smiled. He got up and moved in towards her.
Sakura heard footsteps and turned around to face a smiling Heero. Sakura was nervous but tried to sound cool.
"Yes?" Sakura tried to keep a level gaze.
"So how did it feel? You know, slapping me?"
"You deserved it." Sakura trailed off. She looked at Heero and saw him walk around the couch and sat on the coffee table in front of Sakura. He reached out his hand touched her cheek. Sakura stuttered. "W-what are you doing? Leave me alone!" She jumped up and tried to run away but he caught her wrist. She yanked it out of his hands. She was almost to the door when he ran past her and was standing in front of her. He was moving in on her. Sakura took a step back. When she kept walking backwards she ran into the wall and was cornered. His face right in front of hers. Leaned over and buried his face into her neck. He took in the honey smell. (Did you notice that all the bad guys have this think with sniffing hair? Like in Charlie's Angels. That really freaky guy who ripped out Lucy Lu, and everyone's hair and keeps smelling it. ::shiver::) His hands moved towards her shoulders and was slowly pulling it down her shoulder. Since it couldn't go any farther, a bit of her collar ripped. (Yeah. dirty bastard.) Sakura was horrified. If she didn't do anything he'd.she didn't want to think what would happen. She quickly kicked his shin (I know. she likes kicking people's shins). Heero crumpled to the floor and looked at his bruised shin. Sakura quickly ran out before he could catch up. She ran through the hallway, tears streaming down her face. She was clutching at the ripped part of her shirt. When she turned a corner she ran into a tall figure. She fell back to the floor and just broke down. She pushed herself into the opposite wall and pulled her knees towards her chest and buried her face in her knees. She hugged her knees tightly and was crying like a small child. One of her braids had come off and was now a mess. Part of her shirt was ripped and was showing her bra. Slowly the tall figure crouched down and sat on the floor. He reached out his hand and lifted Sakura's wet face. Emerald eyes met amber ones. Sakura didn't know what to do. She had a look of confusion and fear in her eyes. She didn't care who the man was. He had comforting eyes and she needed someone. She jumped up and locked her arms around him. He had a look of surprise but it quickly turned into a soft expression. Sakura whimpered.
"Please.don't let him get me." Sakura managed to say between sobs.
Syaoran hugged her tightly. "What happened?" He asked in a soothing soft voice, a totally different one from the one he used in his office. Sakura was quiet. "Here, why don't we talk in my office?" Sakura only nodded. Syaoran led the way, holding Sakura's hand tightly.
When they reached Syaoran's office, Syaoran offered Sakura a seat. Sakura sat down quietly and looked down at her shoes. Syaoran moved in and sat next to her. Syaoran thought she'd move away but she didn't. Instead she moved in closer. Sakura began. She told him what had happened in the lounge. By the time Sakura had finished, Syaoran had a look of pity and anger at the same time. "I'll get that bastard." Syaoran mumbled under his breath. He was about to get up when Sakura pulled him down. She silent and only looked at him with melancholic eyes. He couldn't help but sit back down. Sakura whispered.
"Thank you."
"It's alright. You don't deserve this at all. Don't worry. I'll make sure he gets fired."
Even through her scared feelings, something clicked in her mind. Heero was talking to a man named Tetsu. And she remembered that it was the vice president of Sonomi's company. And in that phone conversation, Heero had mentioned that he was going to dig around. And she knew that Heero would try to snoop. Realizing that somehow Heero, Mr. Shigo, and the case were connected, Sakura interrupted Syaoran.
"No. Don't do anything. Leave him alone."
Syaoran was confused. How could she say that after what Heero did to her?
"What?! What are you talking about? So you're ok that he did this to you?"
Sakura's confused eyes turned into confident ones.
"I think Heero's connected to Mr. Shigo."
Syaoran looked surprised. "What?"
"When I was in the lounge, he was talking to a man named Tetsu on the phone. And he was talking about digging around for information. And have you looked at your files? Tetsu is Mr. Shigo's first name." Sakura walked over his desk and pulled out the folder. She flipped through it until she got to a picture of Mr. Shigo. Syaoran stood behind her looking over her shoulder. "Look. Don't you see? He looks like Heero. And look at Mr. Shigo's middle name. It's Garu." Sakura skimmed to the bottom of the page. "Aha! Look what it says here. It says that Mr. Shigo's parents are divorced. His mother's maiden name was Garu. And when they split up, Tetsu went with his dad, earning him his last name Shigo."
"But the file says nothing about Heero. Tetsu has no brother." Before Sakura could say anything, Syaoran rushed over to his computer and looked up Garu Heero. A short profile came up, but it didn't say anything about Heero's family. "Sorry, no luck. There's nothing on him about his family."
"Syaoran, this is a police station. Look it up! You guys must have census files or something. Don't you?"
Syaoran's face brightened. "You're right. Let's go. The census files are in the back of the building." They both rushed out of the room, but before they went out the door, Syaoran turned and stared at Sakura's ripped shirt.
"Uhh.here.wear this." Syaoran handed Sakura his sports jacket. Sakura looked where he was looking and blushed. She gratefully took it and put on the oversized jacket. With that they both rushed towards the records room, Sakura still holding onto the big folder. Syaoran looked at her with questioning eyes.
"I don't want him to come in and take it."
Syaoran smiled at how clever she was.
When they got to the room, Syaoran pulled out a key and unlocked the door. The room was old and musty.
"So where should we look first?" asked Syaoran staring at the ceiling high shelves full of paper.
"Look under 1995." Declared Sakura.
Syaoran was puzzled. "Why 1995?"
"Because, that's the year before the divorce. Just look it up."
Syaoran looked through the labels on the selves. After finding 1995, he pulled up a ladder and climbed up. He pulled out a massive folder with last names starting from SA to SH. Syaoran came back down and set it on a dusty table. Sakura followed and started looking for Shigo. Syaoran smiled and pulled it out. Sakura took it from him and flipped through it. She smiled and pointed to a certain section where it told how many members there were in the family. It read 4. And below it, there was list of names: Ketsu Shigo, Kira Shigo, Tetsu Shigo, and Heero Shigo. Syaoran and Sakura looked at each other and smiled.
When they both came out of the room and locked it, everyone was back from the meeting. Sakura and Syaoran were both covered in dust. Sakura followed Syaoran into the main building. The chief commander was laughing and talking to an officer. Syaoran cut in between them and asked to talk to Chief Daidouji. Sakura knew that Syaoran was going to tell the chief about the files. Sakura followed Syaoran and Chief Daidouji into another room that was in farthest corner of the entire building. When they were inside, Mr. Daidouji broke in.
"Syaoran? What's wrong? This is important, isn't it? What else would you bring me here for? What is it? And why is she here?" Mr. Daidouji looked at Sakura.
The next thing Syaoran said totally caught Mr. Daidouji and Sakura off guard.
"I want Sakura to become a member of the Special Force. Just until I solve this case."
"WHAT? Are you serious? What makes you think the board will let her? Syaoran, you know even though I say yes, the board has to all agree."
"I know. So help us. I know she can pass the test."
"Fine, let's say I help and she somehow miraculously gets in. Then what? Why do you want her in the force?"
"Today, she helped us on the case. We are so much closer to solving it. And I know you want this particular case solved as soon as possible." There was a glint in his eyes.
"I." Mr. Daidouji didn't know what to say.
Syaoran interrupted. Syaoran started telling about everything that had happened while the Mr. Daidouji and the others were away. By the end of the story, Mr. Daidouji was astonished. He looked over at Sakura, just realizing why she was wearing Syaoran's jacket.
"So. what do you say?" asked Syaoran smirking at the fact that he had managed to astonish his chief commander. Mr. Daidouji stuck his hand out forward towards Sakura.
"I'll be happy to vote her in when the time for the board to vote comes. Syaoran, you'll help her train for the entrance test."
Sakura took his hand and smiled. "Thank you Mr. Daidouji. I'll do my best." Of course, Sakura didn't know what on earth they were talking about. All she knew was that she had to smile and pretend she had a clue on what they were saying. Mr. Daidouji smiled and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. That left Sakura and Syaoran alone. They sat down in a chair and Syaoran proceeded in explaining to her what the Special Force was. Sakura gasped and stared at him. Syaoran only smiled.
"Can I tell Tomoyo about this?"
Giving her a look, he finally replied. "Fine. But only her, and she can't tell anyone."
"Deal!"
Syaoran got up from his chair.
"Training starts tomorrow." With that he winked and went out the door. Sakura stared at the door. Then she looked back at the empty chair and thought of how crazy her life was about to get. 'All this in one day.' she thought smiling to herself.
SourPop1004: Chapter 2, BABY! Haha.yeah! This chapter is the gateway to the spy games, dangers, and all the goodies. I know this chapter had some "stuff" but I still think it's PG-13. But if you guys think it should be an R, make sure to tell me. Ok? Anyway, how'd you people like this chapter? Hehe. I know.you must be thinking.Why does everyone want to rape Sakura? Haha. well I don't know. I guess she's real pretty or something. (But doesn't that sorta spice up the story?. I don't know so don't like sue me or anything.) Anywayz, next chapter. Sakura's training to become part of the Special Force! Wah!!! Please read and review. Remember, 20 reviews or over for chapter 3 to be up. See you next chapter.