SourPop1004: Hey there peepos. I just have to say that this story ain't
going the way I planned, but I think this way the story rolls along better.
So anyway, about chapter 6. Actaully I don't want to say anything. Just
read. And also, thank you so much to all my reviewers. THANK YOU!
Hehe.anyway, let's move on, shall we?
PS. There are some cursing in this chapter. So uh.just wanted o let you peepos know.
PPS. Umm.well.I know you people are like pissed or something that I made that happen in chapter 5 but don't kill me yet. Let me finish first. Ok? I promise it'll get.better.haha.oh yeah, and I'm trying to take vote here. Should I include a lemonish part at the end of the entire story? Please tell me your opinions. E-mail me at xxgodslight012xx@aol.com . Ok? But I'll tell you this much. If I am to put up a lemon, it won't be a full on, hard core NC-17. It'll be like a paragraph with a bit of description of some kissing and that's it. I am NOT, repeat NOT going any further. Ok?
The Intern
By: SourPop1004
Once Eriol and Sakura were at the door, he put up his arm.
"Shall we?" He smiled. Behind his soft features, the moon had risen. It was only 7:30 but the sea of dark blue was casting over the sky. The bright full moon glowed in the darkness.
Sakura slipped her hand on his and smiled. "Let's." They both strode into the room.
From the top balcony, Syaoran just stared down at Sakura. 'How could she.' he thought bitterly. He quickly turned away and went back downstairs to the main room.
Sakura gaped at the beautifully lit room. In the large white room, there was a small orchestra playing in the corner, while on the other side of the room, was a long dining table covered in white cloth with chairs neatly in a row on each side. Candles and flowers decorated the table in a classical kind of way. And at the center was a large chandelier hanging down elegantly, creating a prismatic effect in the room. Sakura walked in with a smiling Eriol. Everyone turned towards them and smiled. The other men and women in tuxedos and beautiful dresses walked towards them in a crowd. They all shook her hand and welcomed her to the organization. Sakura was a bit dazed after they all parted.
"How nice of them." Sakura replied with a grin.
"Yeah.well anyway, there's gonna be a party after this one. This fancy stuff isn't from the other agents. This is just another excuse for the board members to throw another caviar serving, ballroom dancing, party. The party from us will be less formal, if you know what I mean." Eriol smiled and looked down at her.
"Wow.oh yeah, what time does this party end?" Sakura asked.
"Oh, it ends at 10. The party we're throwing starts after wards at the agency lounge. It'll last till.I don't know." Eriol had a thoughtful look.
"Oh I see, well I'm going to have to leave early. I have to go to the airport to pick up my friend by 11:45."
"Oh I see. Where's your friend flying in from?"
"Tomoyo-chan's coming in from France. She had a fashion convention or something."
"You mean Daidouji Tomoyo? The one who's supposedly the next big thing?" Eriol was a bit surprised but hid it behind another smile.
"Yes! Wow! Tomoyo-chan's famous. Hehe." Sakura giggled.
Sakura turned when a group of elderly men and women walked up to her. By now, Eriol and Sakura were sitting in a chair set up against the wall. One of the men came up to her with a smile.
"We'd like to welcome you to the organization, Miss Kinomoto." The man gently shook her hand.
"Why thank you, sir. " Sakura lightly bowed her head.
"I like this one. Very polite, unlike the other ones." The man chuckled. The other group laughed too, except one woman.
"Don't get too attached. She'll be gone after we solve this case." The woman replied coldly. She stared down at Sakura with icy eyes. Sakura looked up with confident eyes. The woman began again. "So how's your father?"
"O-onisan? How do you know onisan?"
"I knew him in college. He was a great person until he met that Nadeshiko." She practically spat at the name.
"What do you mean? My father is quite happy that he met my mother." Sakura was feeling a rise of anger.
"Yes, well I can't understand how he could've have married such a.flirt. I saw her at the school grounds. Always flirting with other boys. Of course I was a couple of years older than her so we never talked but still.what a mistake it was for your father to marry Nadeshiko." The woman's voice was turning sour by the second.
Sakura's eyes blazed with anger. The whole room was silent. Everyone was turned towards the group. Everyone had a look of sympathy and a bit of excitement. In the corner, Mira stood with a Martini. She was smiling with a look of content. Syaoran on the other hand, was watching intently from another part of the room. Sakura knew that everyone was staring at her but she pushed them aside and played it cool.
"So you knew my father?" Sakura gazed at the woman.
"Are you dense, child? Well, then again, your mother was a bit slow." the woman mocked.
"Were you dating him or something?"
"Yes.for a while, until that mother of yours showed up. Fell from a tree. How pathetic. That's just solid proof to show that your mother wasn't the brightest thing in the world." She smirked at her own little oral abuse. 'This girl is easy.' she thought. "So anyway, how's your mother? Ran off somewhere with some hoodlum?" Her cold chilling laughter rang out through the room.
Sakura gave a small smile and looked up with threatening eyes. "You think that's quite funny do you? Well first of all, I am GLAD that my dad broke up with you. Don't you think he would have broken up with you eventually, seeing that you're nothing but a pompous, jealous little brat who grew up to be an even bigger bitch! Excuse my course language but people like you who go through their life mocking others to feel superior deserve it. And if you ever think I'll let you talk about Mother that way, you have another thing coming. I don't care if you are part of the board or the queen of England! You have no right to talk about her that way or anyone else. You never knew her. You can never be like her for she was a kind and gentle person who had a heart.unlike you." She took in a deep breath and pushed through the board members. Before exiting, she spun around, her dress swirling around her. Glaring at the woman, she coldly spoke. "Oh and thank you so much for asking how mother is. She's happily living in heaven.where people like you will never be." Sakura's speech was over-spilling with sarcasm. She turned back and went out the door. The woman just stood there astonished what had just happened. Everyone stared at the doorway where Sakura had once stood.
Outside at the dock, Sakura quietly sobbed her way to the railing. She realized that the boat had been sailing. The night air rushed through her long wavy hair. She was at the tip front of the boat and was leaning on the railing, her tears falling to the sea. If you had just walked in, you'd have thought she had cried up the whole ocean. Sakura quickly tried to dry herself. When she wiped away her last tear, she heard a clinking noise. To her shock, a large hook came flying out of nowhere and hooked onto the railing. Sakura staggered back in horror. When she worked up the courage to look over the railing, she saw men in black (MIB.haha.) jumpsuits climbing their way up the rope that was attached to the hook. She noticed a small gray speedboat floating along with the yacht. Sakura didn't know what was going on but knew that something had terribly gone wrong. She dashed towards the entrance of the ballroom. When she ran in, the group of people where crowded towards a corner. There was a mass of guys in jumpsuits guarding everyone. In the center of the room stood a man in a pair jeans, sneakers, and a black T-shirt wearing a black cap. Sakura froze.
"This isn't some surprise test.right?" Sakura trembled.
The man in the cap spoke. "Course not sweetie. If this were a test, would I have threatened to blow up the boat if they moved? Certainly not." An evil grin crossed his face.
Two men came up behind her and grabbed her. Sakura struggled to move but couldn't. "Who are you? What do you want?"
The man removed his cap and pouted. "Aww.you hurt my feelings. Don't you remember me?" He laughed.
Sakura gazed at his face and was astonished. It was Heero. She collected herself and asked again. "What do you want?"
"Well, this is the story. My painful brother told me to bring you to him. He apparently has some business with you." He smiled unpleasantly. He walked over to her and stared into her eyes. His hand slowly went up to her face but was abruptly taken back. Sakura had kicked him hard.
"Don't touch me you jerk!" Sakura spat out.
"Touchy.aren't we?" He fingered his bleeding nose. He glared at her. He wiped the blood away with the back of his hand and got up from the floor. He stepped in front of her and smiled. His smile quickly turned, and before Sakura knew it, he slapped her. "You'll never hit me again as long as you live, bitch. Take her away!" He screamed.
Sakura's face was turned and her cheek hot and stingy. She glared at him through her tresses of golden hair. She was silently dragged towards the door. Sakura took a chance with her adrenaline rush. She somehow pulled herself free from the two guards and lunged at Heero.
"That's what you think!" She punched his jaw. "Are you too weak? Do you need your body guards to defend you?" Sakura mocked with anger. She looked down at him.
He glared up at her, checking if his jaw was still working. By now, the other two guards were scrambling to get to her. She turned and threw a kick. One of them fell to the floor while the other was still coming at her. She was too busy to realize that Heero was on his feet. When Sakura blocked an attack form the guard, a chair came flying through the air. Sakura was hit hard on her side and skidded across the floor unconscious. Her black dress sprawled across the floor. Her golden hair stretching across the floor all around her. If only this moment wasn't true, you'd think Sakura was artistically laid on the floor. Heero breathed heavily and glared down at her. He threw down the chair and walked out of the room.
The whole time, Syaoran had wanted to jump out of the group and pound that bastard, but Eriol was holding him back. "Don't.or you'll kill us all. We'll go get her after we are free." whispered Eriol to the fuming Syaoran. Syoaran just furrowed his brows with anger and frustration.
Sakura's slender body was still on the floor. Her unconscious figure was carried away by one of the many guards. Her dress, arms, legs, and hair hung lifelessly as the man walked out of the door. All of the sudden the speaker in room came to life. It was Heero's voice.
"Well boys and girls. We got what we came for so carry on. And if any of you think to come after us, we'll kill her and blow up the ship. Too-da- loo." The speakers turned off and there was silence once more. The guards started to dispatch. In a couple of minutes, the room was empty except for the hostages. They all heard the speed boats speed off. Syaoran was the first to speak.
"We have to find the bomb. I know he'll kill us anyway, so everyone divide into groups and look where the bomb might be."
"What do you think you're doing? You're not in charge here!" The woman that was talking to Sakura earlier screamed at him.
"Oh. Would you rather DIE then?" Syaoran glared at her. The woman went silent proceeded in joining a group to search for the bomb.
Eriol and Syaoran were together searching in the ballroom.
"Do you really think they might have hidden that thing in here?"
"Yeah." Syaoran was looking around the room wildly. He noticed a violin case closed, propped up against the wall behind a large fern. Syaoran quickly pointed towards it. "There!"
The musicians cowered even closer to each other in the corner of the room when they saw the case. Eriol dashed over. They opened the case to find a large hunk of metal with a timer strapped on. The clock was counting down. They had 2 minutes left.
Syaoran turned to Eriol. "I knew it! That bastard was going to kill us all anyway. Ok, can you disarm it?"
Eriol smiled. "I specialize in bombs, my boy."
"Stop smiling. We're about to die here!"
"Ok.OK.I need.Get me a knife or something."
Syaoran quickly dashed to the table and picked up a knife and tossed it to Eriol. Eriol started to get to work fast. He proceeded in cutting through wire by wire. They were down to the last three wires. One was red, blue, and purple.
"What color Syaoran?"
"Blue." Syoaran replied.
"Well I choose red."
"Purple!" they both replied at the same time. Syaoran and Eriol shut their eyes and Eriol cut the purple in half. They waited for the bomb to explode but nothing happened. When they opened their eyes, the clock had stopped. The large red number flashed 00:02. They both fell back and sighed in relief. Syaoran patted Eriol's back.
"Now we can steer the boat back to the dock."
Eriol nodded.
Sakura peaked open her eyes. Her body shook. They were in a car. She wanted to get up but the pain in her side was unbearable. So she just fell back unconscious.
A pilot was steering the ship back to shore. Syaoran and Eriol sat quietly by themselves conversing.
"Why do you think Shigo wanted to talk to Sakura?" Syaoran asked.
"I don't know. He doesn't have anything against her or anything, does he?"
"His brother does." Syoaran mumbled.
"What'd you say?"
"Nothing. But anyway, I think he's gonna use Sakura to get to Sonomi's daughter."
"Daidouji Tomoyo." Eriol stated plainly.
"Right. Maybe he'll use Sakura to lure Tomoyo to him. We need to find Tomoyo." Syaoran had a stern look on his face. "We should find her first. We'll go to her hou-" Syoaran was interrupted.
"No. We're going to the airport as soon as we land."
"The airport?" Syaoran was confused.
"Sakura told me Tomoyo was coming in from France tonight. You remember what she looks like, right?"
"Yeah. What time is the flight?"
"11:45."
They both looked towards the large grandfather clock in the opposite wall. The clock rang 11.
Sakura's eyes fluttered open. Her head was pounding with pain. 'What happened.?' She thought. After a few minutes, she recalled all the events. She looked around the room. It was dark, but she could make out the shape and size of the furnitures. She figured this room was a 18th century style type room. She looked to her right and saw a large glass door leading to the balcony. Heavy maroon curtains were pulled back elegantly. She got up and found a pair of slippers on the floor. She quickly put them on and walked to the door. She looked out. It was dark but she knew when the sun rose, the sight would be breathtaking. She slowly opened the door and stepped outside. The night air swerved around her. She looked down. To her surprise, she was at least 5 stories up. There was no way to escape. She tried to make out what the building looked like. She concluded that this was some type of fortress or castle. She looked straight out. She was greeted with a shimmering lake. The water danced in front of her. The gentle beams from the full clear moon was flashing wildly on the crisp surface of the lake. Sakura turned and went back inside. She walked by a full-length mirror and noticed that her black dress was gone. Instead, in its place was a silk nightgown. She made her way around the room, randomly running into things, trying to find the light switch. Instead she almost ran into a lamp. She tried to look for the string. When she felt a small chain, she pulled it. The room instantly came to life. The furniture were clearer to see. They were indeed 18th century. She ignored the room. She quickly made her way to the mirror. She looked at herself. She looked a bit tired but was still functional. She observed her dress. This indeed was not her black dress. It was a peach- colored silk gown. The garment clung to her body exposing her curvy figure. The silky cloth felt cold against her. Her shoulders were cold for only a string was there to hold up the gown. She looked down at her legs and found that there was a long slit at the side of the gown that ran up her right leg, all the way to top of her thigh. Her underwear was almost visible. She tried to pull the slit together to try and cover up her legs. Realizing it was no use she hugged herself tightly in an attempt to cover herself up. She had to admit that the gown was very exposing. She looked around the room and found a silk robe. She quickly grabbed it and put it on, wrapping it tightly around her. The robe was the same. It was peach and cold to the touch. Her hand went up to her neck. There she felt a row of cold hard stones. Sakura curiously looked into a mirror and saw a beautiful necklace lined with large diamonds. She gasped. Sakura had never seen this much diamond in one place before. (They were real.) Her neckline shimmered and glistened in the dimly lit room. She slowly turned her head towards the door. She saw lightly streaming through the floor. She walked over to the large wooden door and turned the knob. To her surprise, it wasn't locked. She opened the door and stepped out. She was standing in the middle of a long hallway. The floor was laid with a long red carpet. On each side of the wall, rows of silver armor lined the walls. Sakura looked around curiously. She aimlessly wandered around the corridors. When she got to the end, there was a large wooden door. Noticing that the door was slightly open, she peaked in.
Inside, Mr. Shigo and a room full of people were sitting around a large desk. In front of every person was a miniature flag representing the country they were from. Everyone stared at Mr. Shigo intently. He was walking around the room with his hands behind him.
"Now, we all know why we are gathered here, ladies and gentlemen. As you all know, I am inches away from completing a nuclear weapon that outdoes the others known to mankind. So, I have an offer that you can't refuse. It's quite simple really. You join me in my war or you'll be one of the unfortunates to deny and end up with nothing in the end. It's now or never. " Mr. Shigo smirked.
There was a wild spread of murmurs and whispers amongst the people. A man in African robes stood and spoke.
"You say that you are 'inches' away. What source of money will you use to complete your ''project'? You know we are NOT going to lend you anymore money. And we only did so to begin with because you told us all that it was for a project to help cure the deadly disease of my country."
"Yes, well I have my little plans. As you all know, the daughter of the company I work in is only a grasp away. Once I have her, Sonomi will willingly give up her company. Well, you may be wondering, why not just take Sonomi? Well, the truth is, I know this woman. She will die before she hands in her company. But her daughter.quite the different story. Now since I have answered your questions, you answer mine. Are you in, or out?" Mr. Shigo looked around the room with confident eyes. "If in, raise you right hand. If not, keep them down."
The room was hesitant, but soon all the hands were in the air. Mr. Shigo smiled contently.
Sakura jerked back and gasped. "Tomoyo-chan." Sakura quickly scrambled to her feet and ran back towards her room.
Mr. Shigo looked towards the slightly open door. He saw a figure jerk up and run the other direction. He smiled. 'Fool.' he thought.
Sakura was half way to her room when she realized she was lost. She turned around and found that she was in a room full of mirrors. She turned to go back out the door but the door vanished. She was completely surrounded by large clear mirrors. She spun around, only being greeted by her reflection. She ran towards a mirror and started banging on it. The mirror only stood harder. She looked around hopelessly. She plopped down in the center of the circular room. Before she knew it, a light mist was falling on her. She felt herself grow drowsier. Finally, she slid to the floor and was fast asleep.
From the top of the circular room, Two men stood, staring down at Sakura.
"Ok, why did we do this again?"
"You are indeed stupid. Well, we're gonna dump her out in front of Mr. Li's house. Well, about a block away."
"And why would we want to do that?"
"Heero! My Lord.well anyway, we need her to lead us to her friend."
"Why can't we just ask her where her friend is? We can threaten her to kill her."
Mr. Shigo shook his head. "No, she's the type of person who would die for her friend. Instead, we'll let her lead us to Miss Daidouji. Her necklace was a tracking devise. This should be fairly easy." Mr. Shigo
Heero had a blank expression. "Oh.alright.whatever you say brother."
Syaoran and Eriol were at the airport. They had gotten off the boat and sped to the airport. It was already 12. The place was pretty much empty. It was easy to spot Tomoyo. She was sitting in one of the waiting chairs. Her Dark purple hair was loose. Its wavy curls reaching down to her waist. She was dressed in a pink skirt, tight white shirt, and a pair of white sandals. She quietly sat reading a magazine. She occasionally glanced at her silver watch. She looked up and saw two tall men standing in the far corner. She recognized that one of them was Syaoran. She stood up and rolled her suitcase towards him.
"Syoaran? What are you doing here? Where's Sakura-chan?" Tomoyo smiled, unknowing of the tragic happenings on the yacht.
"We'll explain in the car, we need to take you somewhere."
"Ok." Tomoyo was confused but didn't argue. She turned and looked at Eriol. "Uh.hi. I'm Daidouji Tomoyo. Nice to meet you." She stuck out her hand.
"I'm Hiragizawa Eriol, and I already know who you are. Doesn't everyone?" Eriol warmly smiled.
Tomoyo blushed. Syaoran ignored everything for he was seriously worried about Sakura.
A black car with tinted black windows pulled up a block from Syaoran's apartment. A burly man picked up Sakura from inside the car and put her on the sidewalk. Sakura was still sleeping. The man quickly sprinted back to the car. He slammed the door shut and screeched away. Hearing the noise, Sakura opened her eyes. "What.?" She fully opened her eyes and noticed that she was on the street where Syoaran lived. She slowly walked towards his house. She wondered how she had gotten there. The last thing she remembered was a room full of mirrors. She pushed the thought away, and ran towards his house. After a couple of minutes, she was standing in front of his door. She rang the doorbell but no one was home. Sakura sighed and sat down on the steps. She realized she was still wearing the nightdress. She felt the cold night air and wrapped the robe tightly around her. She quietly sat and thought. The thought of Tomoyo being at the airport popped into her head. 'But I can't exactly walk there.' She say quietly and stared out into the street. She looked for a black Lexus, but no sign of its coming.
Tomoyo and Eriol were in the same car, following Syoaran's lexus. They were headed towards Syaoran's apartment. Both cars were only 10 minutes away from their destination.
Sakura leaning against the door when a group of guys were walking on the sidewalk in front of her. On of them turned and saw Sakura sitting on the stone steps. He smiled wickedly and turned to his friends. There were soft whispers amongst them. A guy in baggy jeans, T-shirt, and a bandana approached her. Sakura looked up.
"Y-yes?" Sakura asked in a shaky voice.
"Did you lock yourself out from your house?" He looked up and down at her figure.
"No. I'm waiting for someone to get home."
"Well.while you wait you want to go for a walk?" He asked cooly.
"No, it's alright. I'm fine. Thanks for asking though." Sakura smiled. (She is kinda innocently stupid. Hehe.)
The guy looked quizical. "Er.Come on, it'll be fun."
"Are you in high school?"
"Senior." He smirked as if that was something to be proud of.
"You should be in bed. I mean, you have classes tomorrow you know."
The guy was obviously getting frustrated. He grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the sidewalk. Sakura snatched her arm back. "What do you think you're doing? I said I didn't want to. Now leave me alone!"
He only proceeded in grabbing back her wrist and pulling her harder. Sakura grabbed his hand and pulled him towards her. She was staring straight into his eyes with a dangerous glare.
"Ok. Listen up punk. I am NOT having the best day of my life. Get back to your little group of friends and go home. Go home and try to improve your pathetic little lives, because with the way you're doing right now you'll have no chance at anything next year when you graduate. That is IF you graduate. Understood?" She warned dangerously.
The guy stared at her. "You're not my mother!" He grabbed her again and pulled her towards his group of friends. Sakura had enough.
"I was nice enough to warn you, don't make me hurt you!" The others laughed. She quickly made a fist and punched the guy that had grabbed her. Since these weren't the burly thugs that she was used to handling, the guy just crumpled to the floor and stayed down. He groaned. The others looked at her dibelievingly. They all stepped back. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you if you behave. Got it?" They all nodded. Sakura bent down and looked at the guy in the bandana. "Are you alright? Don't worry, you'll be alright by tomorrow. I didn't hit you too hard." She smiled. She put out a hand. The guy took it and got up.
"Why don't you guys sit? You can keep me company while I wait." Sakura sat on the steps and everyone sat around in a circle. (Irony.) "So why are you guys out this late?"
"I don't know." mumbled one guy.
"You guys should know that by acting like this, no one's going to like you."
"Yeah.but we do this cause maybe girls might think it's cool." the guy with a nosebleed confessed. The others sighed with agreement.
"Oh. Well, you guys should dress a bit. more civilized. And act nice."
"Nice?" One guy asked in wonder.
"Yeah. Girls love that. You should be polite and gentle. If you can make your senior year worth while by studying hard and being the sort of person that everyone wants to be around then I promise you all the guys in your school will be jealous of you." Sakura giggled. "But then again, doesn't hurt to have a wild side." Everyone laughed. Sakura went on giving advises to everyone with a problem. She was currently talking to a chubby big guy when a black Lexus and silver-blue Bentley pulled up in front of them.
"Guys, it was nice talking to you. I'm afraid I have to go."
"Ok. Thanks for the talk. I think we'll be a better person after tonight." The guys that Sakura had punched smiled. The group of boys walked off towards the street.
When the mob of boys cleared, Sakura saw Tomoyo. Sakura screamed.
"Tomoyo-chan!" Sakura ran towards her friend and hugged her. "You're alright!!!" Tomoyo hugged back tightly. After a few more seconds of touching embraces, they pulled apart.
"Aww.don't I get a hug too?" Eriol asked with puppy-dog eyes.
Sakura giggled and hugged him. Syaoran was silent. Sakura stared at him. She took a step forward and hugged him. Syaoran knew that it wasn't the type of hug they shared earlier. It was more of a You're-ok-good-whatever kind of hug. He didn't blame her. The earlier encounter with Mira must have hurt her bad. Eriol and Tomoyo stared at them. Sakura quickly pulled away and smiled.
"So.where's your dress?" Eriol asked looking at Sakura's nightgown.
Sakura blushed. "Oh that.well.I'll explain everything inside. I'm freezing!" Sakura shivered.
Syaoran quickly opeened the door and went inside. The others followed. Tomoyo dragged her bag along.
Once inside, they all settled around the kitchen table and talked. Sakura explained everything that had happened. Tomoyo was shocked, and Syaorna and Eriol were silent and serious. After finishing, Sakura turned to Tomoyo.
"Oh Eriol-kun, do you have my clothes in your car?"
"Uh yeah! Here." He tossed her his keys. She thanked him and went outside. After a few minutes, she came back with her jeans, shirt, sweater, and shoes. She neatly set her Adidas at the entrance and went upstairs, knowing exactly where the bathroom was.
Sakura looked at herself in the mirror. She looked the same. A bit tired but the same. She quickly changed into her attire. Her tight jeans came to the floor and dragged. (Assume she had socks on.haha) Her red sweater was large and was comfortable to the touch. She found a black scrunchie and tied her hair up in a loose bun. She smiled into the mirror with sadness. When light flickered from her neck, she remembered the diamond necklace. She figured no one noticed it because she had been covering it with her robe. Her hands flew to the back of her neck and tried to unclaps the beautiful work of art. When she tugged, the necklace wouldn't budge. After many attempts, she realized it was tuck.
"Uh oh!" Sakura cried from upstairs. She ran back down the stairs and looked at Tomoyo, Syoaran and Eriol with a worried look.
"What is it?" Asked Syaoran.
"This." Sakura pulled out her necklace. It shimmered and glowed on her neck.
Tomoyo got up and moved in closer to examine the jewelery. "Oh my gosh. This is real!" That had caught Eriol and Syaoran's attention. "But where'd you get it?"
"Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that part, it was on me when I woke up. And I can't get it off. I tried everything. Nothing worked." Sakura's voicec was starting to panic.
Syaoran tried to unfasten it but when it failed, he tried to break the metal apart.
"I can't break it. Ok.the thing I don't get is why would anyone put this on her." Syaoran thought for a minute. He quickly flipped the necklace inside out. In the inner part of the necklace, there was a tiny piece of metal that was not part of the necklace. Syaoran moved his ears towards the small speck and listened. A faint beeping was heard. Barely hearable. "Come here." He pulled Sakura towards his stereo. He turned on the radio and pulled Sakura towards it. At first, the sound was clear and ditinct, but when Sakura came closer, the station started to buzz and crack. "Someone's following you."
Everyone stared at him.
"W-what?" Sakura asked almost choking her words.
"They're using you to get Tomoyo. Shigo knows you'll go to Tomoyo first thing. They're probably on their way right now."
"B-but."
"Why do you think you suddenly got dumped a block away from my house? Doesn't that seem a bit suspicious?"
Sakura looked down and nodded. All of the sudden, the large window in the living room shattered to a million pieces. Syaoran shielded Sakura from the glass bits. Eriol quickly covered Tomoyo as well. (Talk about coupling.haha.) Through the broken window, 7 men in jump suits rushed in. They grabbed Tomoyo by the arm. Sakura quickly grabbed Tomoyo's arm and pulled her towards herself. While playing tug-a-war, Syaorna and Eriol proceeded in fending off the others. Sakura desparately punched the guy in the jaw. He went crashing to the floor, Tomoyo's arm loosening from his grip.
"Tomoyo-chan, go to the corner!" Sakura yelled blocking an attack from a guy.
Tomyo quickly ran to the kitchen and found a large frying pan. She held it up defensively. Sakura joined in on the fight helped both men. Eriol punched another guy, who went sprawling to the floor. Syaoran elbowed a guy in the stomach. Sakura kicked a guy out the window. They all stood heaving for air. All the guys were down on the floor.
"Eriol!" Sakura screamed seeing a man sneak behind Eriol with a dagger. Eriol spun around and was about to get stabbed when Tomoyo ran forward and swung her pan through the air. With a single "Pong." The guy slid to the floor. everyone turned to Tomoyo who just smiled. Eriol smiled.
"Why thank you Miss Daidouji." Tomoyo blushed. Syaoran broke in.
"Eriol, take Tomoyo back to your place. Sakura's gonna have to be as far away as possible from her."
"Yeah.I should.I don't want anything to happen to you." Sakura looked at Tomoyo with concerned eyes.
"Ok. Let's leave before they start coming at us again." Eriol suggested. Everyone nodded.
Eriol led Tomoyo to his car. She rolled her bag and put it in the back seat. Sakura hugged Tomoyo for the last time. A tear rolled down her smooth cheek.
"Don't worry, when this is all over, I'll see you again."
"I know.I know." Tomoyo patted Sakura back and pulled away. She got into the car and stared at Sakura. Sakura weakly smiled and waved. Tomoyo waved as well.
"If anything comes up, give me a call." Eriol looked at Syaoran. He only nodded. Eriol got into the driver's seat and sped off towards his house.
Sakura just stared at the empty road. "Do you think they'll be alright?"
"Yeah. I know they'll be all right. Come one, let's go back in. We need a way to get that thing off you."
Sakura nodded. They both walked back into the house. Once inside, Syaoran was walking towards the living room when he heard soft sobs. Sakura had plopped down on the floor and started crying. Her tears rolled down her face endlessly. Syaoran turned and walked over to her and knelt down.
"Please don't cry." He brushed her tears away with his thumb. That made Sakura only cry harder.
"I-I-I d-don't know *sniff* w-what to d-do. I-I *sniff* d-don't want T- Tomoyo to g-get hurt." She clenched her eyes shut as more tears fell.
He wrapped his arms around her and tightly hugged her. "Don't worry. She'll be all right. I know everything will get better in the end." He thought Sakura would push him away but instead she just hugged him tighter.
He looked down at her slender figure with warm eyes. When Sakura's tears had stopped, he tilted her head up towards him.
"If I tried to kiss you right now, would you push me away and tell me I'm a jerk?" Syaoran smiled at her.
Sakura looked down and blushed realizing that she was on his lap. When she looked back up she smiled.
"If I do let you, that doesn't mean I forgot what I saw today. I still think you're jerk for playing with me. And." Sakura was interrupted by his lips on hers.
She closed her eyes and felt how warm he was. His lips playfully danced on her full lips. Her hands moved up to his neck and locked itself around it. She pulled him in closer to her. His tongue was making its way into her mouth. He pulled his lips from hers and trailed down her jaw line. Sakura was about to bring his lips back on hers when a chair came flying through the air. It hit Syaoran hard on his head. Syaoran fell to the floor lifelessly. Sakura looked up and saw a man in a black jump suit grabbed her and put a white damp cloth over her mouth and nose. Sakura's vision was starting to blur and swirl. Before she knew it, she had fainted.
SourPop1004: OK.so.I couldn't go on without adding a bit of fluff in the end. I know the actually ending wasn't fluff but who cares? Haha.anyway, yes. A cliff hanger-type a thing. I never liked those but I just had to break it off with an edge. Hehe.anyway, thanks to all the reviewers. I'm so happy! Hehe.Anyway, please keep up the wonderful reviews. Chapter 7 will be here soon. So see ya next chapter!
PS. There are some cursing in this chapter. So uh.just wanted o let you peepos know.
PPS. Umm.well.I know you people are like pissed or something that I made that happen in chapter 5 but don't kill me yet. Let me finish first. Ok? I promise it'll get.better.haha.oh yeah, and I'm trying to take vote here. Should I include a lemonish part at the end of the entire story? Please tell me your opinions. E-mail me at xxgodslight012xx@aol.com . Ok? But I'll tell you this much. If I am to put up a lemon, it won't be a full on, hard core NC-17. It'll be like a paragraph with a bit of description of some kissing and that's it. I am NOT, repeat NOT going any further. Ok?
The Intern
By: SourPop1004
Once Eriol and Sakura were at the door, he put up his arm.
"Shall we?" He smiled. Behind his soft features, the moon had risen. It was only 7:30 but the sea of dark blue was casting over the sky. The bright full moon glowed in the darkness.
Sakura slipped her hand on his and smiled. "Let's." They both strode into the room.
From the top balcony, Syaoran just stared down at Sakura. 'How could she.' he thought bitterly. He quickly turned away and went back downstairs to the main room.
Sakura gaped at the beautifully lit room. In the large white room, there was a small orchestra playing in the corner, while on the other side of the room, was a long dining table covered in white cloth with chairs neatly in a row on each side. Candles and flowers decorated the table in a classical kind of way. And at the center was a large chandelier hanging down elegantly, creating a prismatic effect in the room. Sakura walked in with a smiling Eriol. Everyone turned towards them and smiled. The other men and women in tuxedos and beautiful dresses walked towards them in a crowd. They all shook her hand and welcomed her to the organization. Sakura was a bit dazed after they all parted.
"How nice of them." Sakura replied with a grin.
"Yeah.well anyway, there's gonna be a party after this one. This fancy stuff isn't from the other agents. This is just another excuse for the board members to throw another caviar serving, ballroom dancing, party. The party from us will be less formal, if you know what I mean." Eriol smiled and looked down at her.
"Wow.oh yeah, what time does this party end?" Sakura asked.
"Oh, it ends at 10. The party we're throwing starts after wards at the agency lounge. It'll last till.I don't know." Eriol had a thoughtful look.
"Oh I see, well I'm going to have to leave early. I have to go to the airport to pick up my friend by 11:45."
"Oh I see. Where's your friend flying in from?"
"Tomoyo-chan's coming in from France. She had a fashion convention or something."
"You mean Daidouji Tomoyo? The one who's supposedly the next big thing?" Eriol was a bit surprised but hid it behind another smile.
"Yes! Wow! Tomoyo-chan's famous. Hehe." Sakura giggled.
Sakura turned when a group of elderly men and women walked up to her. By now, Eriol and Sakura were sitting in a chair set up against the wall. One of the men came up to her with a smile.
"We'd like to welcome you to the organization, Miss Kinomoto." The man gently shook her hand.
"Why thank you, sir. " Sakura lightly bowed her head.
"I like this one. Very polite, unlike the other ones." The man chuckled. The other group laughed too, except one woman.
"Don't get too attached. She'll be gone after we solve this case." The woman replied coldly. She stared down at Sakura with icy eyes. Sakura looked up with confident eyes. The woman began again. "So how's your father?"
"O-onisan? How do you know onisan?"
"I knew him in college. He was a great person until he met that Nadeshiko." She practically spat at the name.
"What do you mean? My father is quite happy that he met my mother." Sakura was feeling a rise of anger.
"Yes, well I can't understand how he could've have married such a.flirt. I saw her at the school grounds. Always flirting with other boys. Of course I was a couple of years older than her so we never talked but still.what a mistake it was for your father to marry Nadeshiko." The woman's voice was turning sour by the second.
Sakura's eyes blazed with anger. The whole room was silent. Everyone was turned towards the group. Everyone had a look of sympathy and a bit of excitement. In the corner, Mira stood with a Martini. She was smiling with a look of content. Syaoran on the other hand, was watching intently from another part of the room. Sakura knew that everyone was staring at her but she pushed them aside and played it cool.
"So you knew my father?" Sakura gazed at the woman.
"Are you dense, child? Well, then again, your mother was a bit slow." the woman mocked.
"Were you dating him or something?"
"Yes.for a while, until that mother of yours showed up. Fell from a tree. How pathetic. That's just solid proof to show that your mother wasn't the brightest thing in the world." She smirked at her own little oral abuse. 'This girl is easy.' she thought. "So anyway, how's your mother? Ran off somewhere with some hoodlum?" Her cold chilling laughter rang out through the room.
Sakura gave a small smile and looked up with threatening eyes. "You think that's quite funny do you? Well first of all, I am GLAD that my dad broke up with you. Don't you think he would have broken up with you eventually, seeing that you're nothing but a pompous, jealous little brat who grew up to be an even bigger bitch! Excuse my course language but people like you who go through their life mocking others to feel superior deserve it. And if you ever think I'll let you talk about Mother that way, you have another thing coming. I don't care if you are part of the board or the queen of England! You have no right to talk about her that way or anyone else. You never knew her. You can never be like her for she was a kind and gentle person who had a heart.unlike you." She took in a deep breath and pushed through the board members. Before exiting, she spun around, her dress swirling around her. Glaring at the woman, she coldly spoke. "Oh and thank you so much for asking how mother is. She's happily living in heaven.where people like you will never be." Sakura's speech was over-spilling with sarcasm. She turned back and went out the door. The woman just stood there astonished what had just happened. Everyone stared at the doorway where Sakura had once stood.
Outside at the dock, Sakura quietly sobbed her way to the railing. She realized that the boat had been sailing. The night air rushed through her long wavy hair. She was at the tip front of the boat and was leaning on the railing, her tears falling to the sea. If you had just walked in, you'd have thought she had cried up the whole ocean. Sakura quickly tried to dry herself. When she wiped away her last tear, she heard a clinking noise. To her shock, a large hook came flying out of nowhere and hooked onto the railing. Sakura staggered back in horror. When she worked up the courage to look over the railing, she saw men in black (MIB.haha.) jumpsuits climbing their way up the rope that was attached to the hook. She noticed a small gray speedboat floating along with the yacht. Sakura didn't know what was going on but knew that something had terribly gone wrong. She dashed towards the entrance of the ballroom. When she ran in, the group of people where crowded towards a corner. There was a mass of guys in jumpsuits guarding everyone. In the center of the room stood a man in a pair jeans, sneakers, and a black T-shirt wearing a black cap. Sakura froze.
"This isn't some surprise test.right?" Sakura trembled.
The man in the cap spoke. "Course not sweetie. If this were a test, would I have threatened to blow up the boat if they moved? Certainly not." An evil grin crossed his face.
Two men came up behind her and grabbed her. Sakura struggled to move but couldn't. "Who are you? What do you want?"
The man removed his cap and pouted. "Aww.you hurt my feelings. Don't you remember me?" He laughed.
Sakura gazed at his face and was astonished. It was Heero. She collected herself and asked again. "What do you want?"
"Well, this is the story. My painful brother told me to bring you to him. He apparently has some business with you." He smiled unpleasantly. He walked over to her and stared into her eyes. His hand slowly went up to her face but was abruptly taken back. Sakura had kicked him hard.
"Don't touch me you jerk!" Sakura spat out.
"Touchy.aren't we?" He fingered his bleeding nose. He glared at her. He wiped the blood away with the back of his hand and got up from the floor. He stepped in front of her and smiled. His smile quickly turned, and before Sakura knew it, he slapped her. "You'll never hit me again as long as you live, bitch. Take her away!" He screamed.
Sakura's face was turned and her cheek hot and stingy. She glared at him through her tresses of golden hair. She was silently dragged towards the door. Sakura took a chance with her adrenaline rush. She somehow pulled herself free from the two guards and lunged at Heero.
"That's what you think!" She punched his jaw. "Are you too weak? Do you need your body guards to defend you?" Sakura mocked with anger. She looked down at him.
He glared up at her, checking if his jaw was still working. By now, the other two guards were scrambling to get to her. She turned and threw a kick. One of them fell to the floor while the other was still coming at her. She was too busy to realize that Heero was on his feet. When Sakura blocked an attack form the guard, a chair came flying through the air. Sakura was hit hard on her side and skidded across the floor unconscious. Her black dress sprawled across the floor. Her golden hair stretching across the floor all around her. If only this moment wasn't true, you'd think Sakura was artistically laid on the floor. Heero breathed heavily and glared down at her. He threw down the chair and walked out of the room.
The whole time, Syaoran had wanted to jump out of the group and pound that bastard, but Eriol was holding him back. "Don't.or you'll kill us all. We'll go get her after we are free." whispered Eriol to the fuming Syaoran. Syoaran just furrowed his brows with anger and frustration.
Sakura's slender body was still on the floor. Her unconscious figure was carried away by one of the many guards. Her dress, arms, legs, and hair hung lifelessly as the man walked out of the door. All of the sudden the speaker in room came to life. It was Heero's voice.
"Well boys and girls. We got what we came for so carry on. And if any of you think to come after us, we'll kill her and blow up the ship. Too-da- loo." The speakers turned off and there was silence once more. The guards started to dispatch. In a couple of minutes, the room was empty except for the hostages. They all heard the speed boats speed off. Syaoran was the first to speak.
"We have to find the bomb. I know he'll kill us anyway, so everyone divide into groups and look where the bomb might be."
"What do you think you're doing? You're not in charge here!" The woman that was talking to Sakura earlier screamed at him.
"Oh. Would you rather DIE then?" Syaoran glared at her. The woman went silent proceeded in joining a group to search for the bomb.
Eriol and Syaoran were together searching in the ballroom.
"Do you really think they might have hidden that thing in here?"
"Yeah." Syaoran was looking around the room wildly. He noticed a violin case closed, propped up against the wall behind a large fern. Syaoran quickly pointed towards it. "There!"
The musicians cowered even closer to each other in the corner of the room when they saw the case. Eriol dashed over. They opened the case to find a large hunk of metal with a timer strapped on. The clock was counting down. They had 2 minutes left.
Syaoran turned to Eriol. "I knew it! That bastard was going to kill us all anyway. Ok, can you disarm it?"
Eriol smiled. "I specialize in bombs, my boy."
"Stop smiling. We're about to die here!"
"Ok.OK.I need.Get me a knife or something."
Syaoran quickly dashed to the table and picked up a knife and tossed it to Eriol. Eriol started to get to work fast. He proceeded in cutting through wire by wire. They were down to the last three wires. One was red, blue, and purple.
"What color Syaoran?"
"Blue." Syoaran replied.
"Well I choose red."
"Purple!" they both replied at the same time. Syaoran and Eriol shut their eyes and Eriol cut the purple in half. They waited for the bomb to explode but nothing happened. When they opened their eyes, the clock had stopped. The large red number flashed 00:02. They both fell back and sighed in relief. Syaoran patted Eriol's back.
"Now we can steer the boat back to the dock."
Eriol nodded.
Sakura peaked open her eyes. Her body shook. They were in a car. She wanted to get up but the pain in her side was unbearable. So she just fell back unconscious.
A pilot was steering the ship back to shore. Syaoran and Eriol sat quietly by themselves conversing.
"Why do you think Shigo wanted to talk to Sakura?" Syaoran asked.
"I don't know. He doesn't have anything against her or anything, does he?"
"His brother does." Syoaran mumbled.
"What'd you say?"
"Nothing. But anyway, I think he's gonna use Sakura to get to Sonomi's daughter."
"Daidouji Tomoyo." Eriol stated plainly.
"Right. Maybe he'll use Sakura to lure Tomoyo to him. We need to find Tomoyo." Syaoran had a stern look on his face. "We should find her first. We'll go to her hou-" Syoaran was interrupted.
"No. We're going to the airport as soon as we land."
"The airport?" Syaoran was confused.
"Sakura told me Tomoyo was coming in from France tonight. You remember what she looks like, right?"
"Yeah. What time is the flight?"
"11:45."
They both looked towards the large grandfather clock in the opposite wall. The clock rang 11.
Sakura's eyes fluttered open. Her head was pounding with pain. 'What happened.?' She thought. After a few minutes, she recalled all the events. She looked around the room. It was dark, but she could make out the shape and size of the furnitures. She figured this room was a 18th century style type room. She looked to her right and saw a large glass door leading to the balcony. Heavy maroon curtains were pulled back elegantly. She got up and found a pair of slippers on the floor. She quickly put them on and walked to the door. She looked out. It was dark but she knew when the sun rose, the sight would be breathtaking. She slowly opened the door and stepped outside. The night air swerved around her. She looked down. To her surprise, she was at least 5 stories up. There was no way to escape. She tried to make out what the building looked like. She concluded that this was some type of fortress or castle. She looked straight out. She was greeted with a shimmering lake. The water danced in front of her. The gentle beams from the full clear moon was flashing wildly on the crisp surface of the lake. Sakura turned and went back inside. She walked by a full-length mirror and noticed that her black dress was gone. Instead, in its place was a silk nightgown. She made her way around the room, randomly running into things, trying to find the light switch. Instead she almost ran into a lamp. She tried to look for the string. When she felt a small chain, she pulled it. The room instantly came to life. The furniture were clearer to see. They were indeed 18th century. She ignored the room. She quickly made her way to the mirror. She looked at herself. She looked a bit tired but was still functional. She observed her dress. This indeed was not her black dress. It was a peach- colored silk gown. The garment clung to her body exposing her curvy figure. The silky cloth felt cold against her. Her shoulders were cold for only a string was there to hold up the gown. She looked down at her legs and found that there was a long slit at the side of the gown that ran up her right leg, all the way to top of her thigh. Her underwear was almost visible. She tried to pull the slit together to try and cover up her legs. Realizing it was no use she hugged herself tightly in an attempt to cover herself up. She had to admit that the gown was very exposing. She looked around the room and found a silk robe. She quickly grabbed it and put it on, wrapping it tightly around her. The robe was the same. It was peach and cold to the touch. Her hand went up to her neck. There she felt a row of cold hard stones. Sakura curiously looked into a mirror and saw a beautiful necklace lined with large diamonds. She gasped. Sakura had never seen this much diamond in one place before. (They were real.) Her neckline shimmered and glistened in the dimly lit room. She slowly turned her head towards the door. She saw lightly streaming through the floor. She walked over to the large wooden door and turned the knob. To her surprise, it wasn't locked. She opened the door and stepped out. She was standing in the middle of a long hallway. The floor was laid with a long red carpet. On each side of the wall, rows of silver armor lined the walls. Sakura looked around curiously. She aimlessly wandered around the corridors. When she got to the end, there was a large wooden door. Noticing that the door was slightly open, she peaked in.
Inside, Mr. Shigo and a room full of people were sitting around a large desk. In front of every person was a miniature flag representing the country they were from. Everyone stared at Mr. Shigo intently. He was walking around the room with his hands behind him.
"Now, we all know why we are gathered here, ladies and gentlemen. As you all know, I am inches away from completing a nuclear weapon that outdoes the others known to mankind. So, I have an offer that you can't refuse. It's quite simple really. You join me in my war or you'll be one of the unfortunates to deny and end up with nothing in the end. It's now or never. " Mr. Shigo smirked.
There was a wild spread of murmurs and whispers amongst the people. A man in African robes stood and spoke.
"You say that you are 'inches' away. What source of money will you use to complete your ''project'? You know we are NOT going to lend you anymore money. And we only did so to begin with because you told us all that it was for a project to help cure the deadly disease of my country."
"Yes, well I have my little plans. As you all know, the daughter of the company I work in is only a grasp away. Once I have her, Sonomi will willingly give up her company. Well, you may be wondering, why not just take Sonomi? Well, the truth is, I know this woman. She will die before she hands in her company. But her daughter.quite the different story. Now since I have answered your questions, you answer mine. Are you in, or out?" Mr. Shigo looked around the room with confident eyes. "If in, raise you right hand. If not, keep them down."
The room was hesitant, but soon all the hands were in the air. Mr. Shigo smiled contently.
Sakura jerked back and gasped. "Tomoyo-chan." Sakura quickly scrambled to her feet and ran back towards her room.
Mr. Shigo looked towards the slightly open door. He saw a figure jerk up and run the other direction. He smiled. 'Fool.' he thought.
Sakura was half way to her room when she realized she was lost. She turned around and found that she was in a room full of mirrors. She turned to go back out the door but the door vanished. She was completely surrounded by large clear mirrors. She spun around, only being greeted by her reflection. She ran towards a mirror and started banging on it. The mirror only stood harder. She looked around hopelessly. She plopped down in the center of the circular room. Before she knew it, a light mist was falling on her. She felt herself grow drowsier. Finally, she slid to the floor and was fast asleep.
From the top of the circular room, Two men stood, staring down at Sakura.
"Ok, why did we do this again?"
"You are indeed stupid. Well, we're gonna dump her out in front of Mr. Li's house. Well, about a block away."
"And why would we want to do that?"
"Heero! My Lord.well anyway, we need her to lead us to her friend."
"Why can't we just ask her where her friend is? We can threaten her to kill her."
Mr. Shigo shook his head. "No, she's the type of person who would die for her friend. Instead, we'll let her lead us to Miss Daidouji. Her necklace was a tracking devise. This should be fairly easy." Mr. Shigo
Heero had a blank expression. "Oh.alright.whatever you say brother."
Syaoran and Eriol were at the airport. They had gotten off the boat and sped to the airport. It was already 12. The place was pretty much empty. It was easy to spot Tomoyo. She was sitting in one of the waiting chairs. Her Dark purple hair was loose. Its wavy curls reaching down to her waist. She was dressed in a pink skirt, tight white shirt, and a pair of white sandals. She quietly sat reading a magazine. She occasionally glanced at her silver watch. She looked up and saw two tall men standing in the far corner. She recognized that one of them was Syaoran. She stood up and rolled her suitcase towards him.
"Syoaran? What are you doing here? Where's Sakura-chan?" Tomoyo smiled, unknowing of the tragic happenings on the yacht.
"We'll explain in the car, we need to take you somewhere."
"Ok." Tomoyo was confused but didn't argue. She turned and looked at Eriol. "Uh.hi. I'm Daidouji Tomoyo. Nice to meet you." She stuck out her hand.
"I'm Hiragizawa Eriol, and I already know who you are. Doesn't everyone?" Eriol warmly smiled.
Tomoyo blushed. Syaoran ignored everything for he was seriously worried about Sakura.
A black car with tinted black windows pulled up a block from Syaoran's apartment. A burly man picked up Sakura from inside the car and put her on the sidewalk. Sakura was still sleeping. The man quickly sprinted back to the car. He slammed the door shut and screeched away. Hearing the noise, Sakura opened her eyes. "What.?" She fully opened her eyes and noticed that she was on the street where Syoaran lived. She slowly walked towards his house. She wondered how she had gotten there. The last thing she remembered was a room full of mirrors. She pushed the thought away, and ran towards his house. After a couple of minutes, she was standing in front of his door. She rang the doorbell but no one was home. Sakura sighed and sat down on the steps. She realized she was still wearing the nightdress. She felt the cold night air and wrapped the robe tightly around her. She quietly sat and thought. The thought of Tomoyo being at the airport popped into her head. 'But I can't exactly walk there.' She say quietly and stared out into the street. She looked for a black Lexus, but no sign of its coming.
Tomoyo and Eriol were in the same car, following Syoaran's lexus. They were headed towards Syaoran's apartment. Both cars were only 10 minutes away from their destination.
Sakura leaning against the door when a group of guys were walking on the sidewalk in front of her. On of them turned and saw Sakura sitting on the stone steps. He smiled wickedly and turned to his friends. There were soft whispers amongst them. A guy in baggy jeans, T-shirt, and a bandana approached her. Sakura looked up.
"Y-yes?" Sakura asked in a shaky voice.
"Did you lock yourself out from your house?" He looked up and down at her figure.
"No. I'm waiting for someone to get home."
"Well.while you wait you want to go for a walk?" He asked cooly.
"No, it's alright. I'm fine. Thanks for asking though." Sakura smiled. (She is kinda innocently stupid. Hehe.)
The guy looked quizical. "Er.Come on, it'll be fun."
"Are you in high school?"
"Senior." He smirked as if that was something to be proud of.
"You should be in bed. I mean, you have classes tomorrow you know."
The guy was obviously getting frustrated. He grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the sidewalk. Sakura snatched her arm back. "What do you think you're doing? I said I didn't want to. Now leave me alone!"
He only proceeded in grabbing back her wrist and pulling her harder. Sakura grabbed his hand and pulled him towards her. She was staring straight into his eyes with a dangerous glare.
"Ok. Listen up punk. I am NOT having the best day of my life. Get back to your little group of friends and go home. Go home and try to improve your pathetic little lives, because with the way you're doing right now you'll have no chance at anything next year when you graduate. That is IF you graduate. Understood?" She warned dangerously.
The guy stared at her. "You're not my mother!" He grabbed her again and pulled her towards his group of friends. Sakura had enough.
"I was nice enough to warn you, don't make me hurt you!" The others laughed. She quickly made a fist and punched the guy that had grabbed her. Since these weren't the burly thugs that she was used to handling, the guy just crumpled to the floor and stayed down. He groaned. The others looked at her dibelievingly. They all stepped back. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you if you behave. Got it?" They all nodded. Sakura bent down and looked at the guy in the bandana. "Are you alright? Don't worry, you'll be alright by tomorrow. I didn't hit you too hard." She smiled. She put out a hand. The guy took it and got up.
"Why don't you guys sit? You can keep me company while I wait." Sakura sat on the steps and everyone sat around in a circle. (Irony.) "So why are you guys out this late?"
"I don't know." mumbled one guy.
"You guys should know that by acting like this, no one's going to like you."
"Yeah.but we do this cause maybe girls might think it's cool." the guy with a nosebleed confessed. The others sighed with agreement.
"Oh. Well, you guys should dress a bit. more civilized. And act nice."
"Nice?" One guy asked in wonder.
"Yeah. Girls love that. You should be polite and gentle. If you can make your senior year worth while by studying hard and being the sort of person that everyone wants to be around then I promise you all the guys in your school will be jealous of you." Sakura giggled. "But then again, doesn't hurt to have a wild side." Everyone laughed. Sakura went on giving advises to everyone with a problem. She was currently talking to a chubby big guy when a black Lexus and silver-blue Bentley pulled up in front of them.
"Guys, it was nice talking to you. I'm afraid I have to go."
"Ok. Thanks for the talk. I think we'll be a better person after tonight." The guys that Sakura had punched smiled. The group of boys walked off towards the street.
When the mob of boys cleared, Sakura saw Tomoyo. Sakura screamed.
"Tomoyo-chan!" Sakura ran towards her friend and hugged her. "You're alright!!!" Tomoyo hugged back tightly. After a few more seconds of touching embraces, they pulled apart.
"Aww.don't I get a hug too?" Eriol asked with puppy-dog eyes.
Sakura giggled and hugged him. Syaoran was silent. Sakura stared at him. She took a step forward and hugged him. Syaoran knew that it wasn't the type of hug they shared earlier. It was more of a You're-ok-good-whatever kind of hug. He didn't blame her. The earlier encounter with Mira must have hurt her bad. Eriol and Tomoyo stared at them. Sakura quickly pulled away and smiled.
"So.where's your dress?" Eriol asked looking at Sakura's nightgown.
Sakura blushed. "Oh that.well.I'll explain everything inside. I'm freezing!" Sakura shivered.
Syaoran quickly opeened the door and went inside. The others followed. Tomoyo dragged her bag along.
Once inside, they all settled around the kitchen table and talked. Sakura explained everything that had happened. Tomoyo was shocked, and Syaorna and Eriol were silent and serious. After finishing, Sakura turned to Tomoyo.
"Oh Eriol-kun, do you have my clothes in your car?"
"Uh yeah! Here." He tossed her his keys. She thanked him and went outside. After a few minutes, she came back with her jeans, shirt, sweater, and shoes. She neatly set her Adidas at the entrance and went upstairs, knowing exactly where the bathroom was.
Sakura looked at herself in the mirror. She looked the same. A bit tired but the same. She quickly changed into her attire. Her tight jeans came to the floor and dragged. (Assume she had socks on.haha) Her red sweater was large and was comfortable to the touch. She found a black scrunchie and tied her hair up in a loose bun. She smiled into the mirror with sadness. When light flickered from her neck, she remembered the diamond necklace. She figured no one noticed it because she had been covering it with her robe. Her hands flew to the back of her neck and tried to unclaps the beautiful work of art. When she tugged, the necklace wouldn't budge. After many attempts, she realized it was tuck.
"Uh oh!" Sakura cried from upstairs. She ran back down the stairs and looked at Tomoyo, Syoaran and Eriol with a worried look.
"What is it?" Asked Syaoran.
"This." Sakura pulled out her necklace. It shimmered and glowed on her neck.
Tomoyo got up and moved in closer to examine the jewelery. "Oh my gosh. This is real!" That had caught Eriol and Syaoran's attention. "But where'd you get it?"
"Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that part, it was on me when I woke up. And I can't get it off. I tried everything. Nothing worked." Sakura's voicec was starting to panic.
Syaoran tried to unfasten it but when it failed, he tried to break the metal apart.
"I can't break it. Ok.the thing I don't get is why would anyone put this on her." Syaoran thought for a minute. He quickly flipped the necklace inside out. In the inner part of the necklace, there was a tiny piece of metal that was not part of the necklace. Syaoran moved his ears towards the small speck and listened. A faint beeping was heard. Barely hearable. "Come here." He pulled Sakura towards his stereo. He turned on the radio and pulled Sakura towards it. At first, the sound was clear and ditinct, but when Sakura came closer, the station started to buzz and crack. "Someone's following you."
Everyone stared at him.
"W-what?" Sakura asked almost choking her words.
"They're using you to get Tomoyo. Shigo knows you'll go to Tomoyo first thing. They're probably on their way right now."
"B-but."
"Why do you think you suddenly got dumped a block away from my house? Doesn't that seem a bit suspicious?"
Sakura looked down and nodded. All of the sudden, the large window in the living room shattered to a million pieces. Syaoran shielded Sakura from the glass bits. Eriol quickly covered Tomoyo as well. (Talk about coupling.haha.) Through the broken window, 7 men in jump suits rushed in. They grabbed Tomoyo by the arm. Sakura quickly grabbed Tomoyo's arm and pulled her towards herself. While playing tug-a-war, Syaorna and Eriol proceeded in fending off the others. Sakura desparately punched the guy in the jaw. He went crashing to the floor, Tomoyo's arm loosening from his grip.
"Tomoyo-chan, go to the corner!" Sakura yelled blocking an attack from a guy.
Tomyo quickly ran to the kitchen and found a large frying pan. She held it up defensively. Sakura joined in on the fight helped both men. Eriol punched another guy, who went sprawling to the floor. Syaoran elbowed a guy in the stomach. Sakura kicked a guy out the window. They all stood heaving for air. All the guys were down on the floor.
"Eriol!" Sakura screamed seeing a man sneak behind Eriol with a dagger. Eriol spun around and was about to get stabbed when Tomoyo ran forward and swung her pan through the air. With a single "Pong." The guy slid to the floor. everyone turned to Tomoyo who just smiled. Eriol smiled.
"Why thank you Miss Daidouji." Tomoyo blushed. Syaoran broke in.
"Eriol, take Tomoyo back to your place. Sakura's gonna have to be as far away as possible from her."
"Yeah.I should.I don't want anything to happen to you." Sakura looked at Tomoyo with concerned eyes.
"Ok. Let's leave before they start coming at us again." Eriol suggested. Everyone nodded.
Eriol led Tomoyo to his car. She rolled her bag and put it in the back seat. Sakura hugged Tomoyo for the last time. A tear rolled down her smooth cheek.
"Don't worry, when this is all over, I'll see you again."
"I know.I know." Tomoyo patted Sakura back and pulled away. She got into the car and stared at Sakura. Sakura weakly smiled and waved. Tomoyo waved as well.
"If anything comes up, give me a call." Eriol looked at Syaoran. He only nodded. Eriol got into the driver's seat and sped off towards his house.
Sakura just stared at the empty road. "Do you think they'll be alright?"
"Yeah. I know they'll be all right. Come one, let's go back in. We need a way to get that thing off you."
Sakura nodded. They both walked back into the house. Once inside, Syaoran was walking towards the living room when he heard soft sobs. Sakura had plopped down on the floor and started crying. Her tears rolled down her face endlessly. Syaoran turned and walked over to her and knelt down.
"Please don't cry." He brushed her tears away with his thumb. That made Sakura only cry harder.
"I-I-I d-don't know *sniff* w-what to d-do. I-I *sniff* d-don't want T- Tomoyo to g-get hurt." She clenched her eyes shut as more tears fell.
He wrapped his arms around her and tightly hugged her. "Don't worry. She'll be all right. I know everything will get better in the end." He thought Sakura would push him away but instead she just hugged him tighter.
He looked down at her slender figure with warm eyes. When Sakura's tears had stopped, he tilted her head up towards him.
"If I tried to kiss you right now, would you push me away and tell me I'm a jerk?" Syaoran smiled at her.
Sakura looked down and blushed realizing that she was on his lap. When she looked back up she smiled.
"If I do let you, that doesn't mean I forgot what I saw today. I still think you're jerk for playing with me. And." Sakura was interrupted by his lips on hers.
She closed her eyes and felt how warm he was. His lips playfully danced on her full lips. Her hands moved up to his neck and locked itself around it. She pulled him in closer to her. His tongue was making its way into her mouth. He pulled his lips from hers and trailed down her jaw line. Sakura was about to bring his lips back on hers when a chair came flying through the air. It hit Syaoran hard on his head. Syaoran fell to the floor lifelessly. Sakura looked up and saw a man in a black jump suit grabbed her and put a white damp cloth over her mouth and nose. Sakura's vision was starting to blur and swirl. Before she knew it, she had fainted.
SourPop1004: OK.so.I couldn't go on without adding a bit of fluff in the end. I know the actually ending wasn't fluff but who cares? Haha.anyway, yes. A cliff hanger-type a thing. I never liked those but I just had to break it off with an edge. Hehe.anyway, thanks to all the reviewers. I'm so happy! Hehe.Anyway, please keep up the wonderful reviews. Chapter 7 will be here soon. So see ya next chapter!