DISCLAIMER: Only the plot is my own

-Syaoran walks up and puts an arm around UrbanCinderella- "I'll be yours," he says coyly.

-pushes off his hands- I told you. You cannot have a make-out scene with Sakura yet.

-Syaoran walks off in a huff-

Author's note(s): I didn't make you guys wait THAT long.

I was hurrying to get this done before I left, but ended up having to do so many errands for my dad that I didn't get it done. Sorry! ^_^ Oh well, I hope it's worth the wait.

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Sakura opened her eyes, letting the bright sunlight hit her face. She smiled as she felt the warmth. She pushed herself from the bed, happy that she could wake up so beautifully. She glanced over at Syaoran's bed only to find it empty. The smile turned into a frown. She glanced back at the window, realizing he had opened the shades.

She sighed and walked over to the bathroom. She splashed some warm water on her face and went through her normal routine.

When she stepped out of the bathroom nearly an hour later, Syaoran was still gone. Her frown deepened and she began searching around for a note. She found none. She groaned.

'Why is it the day always goes downhill?' she wondered.

Just then her stomach growled. She looked at the door for a minute, hoping staring would make him appear. When it didn't, she grabbed her coat.

She started to scribble a note, then decided against it.

'If he can't write one, neither can I.'

She let the door click behind her.

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She had just left the Subway when an arm caught her around the shoulder. She tensed, ready to fight. The man's face stopped it. She let out an annoyed sigh when she realized whom it was. His face told her to let it pass. He leaned it quietly.

"Keep walking."

She obeyed, realizing distantly he hadn't removed his arm. About to shrug it off, something stopped her from doing so. She let it rest there.

They had been walking for about five minutes when he leaned in again. "You're being followed. There are three of them, and they all have guns."

She looked up, embarrassed. She caught a discreet glance in a window's reflection and saw the three they were talking about. She cursed. Her hunger and worries over Syaoran had been occupying her mind too much to notice.

'They have to know we know about them,' she thought.

Catching another glimpse, she had second thoughts. Maybe they didn't know yet. She smiled.

'I always liked playing with inexperienced agents.'

Syaoran caught her smile and sent a questioning glance her way. She ignored it, but started taking control of where they were walking. She wanted to catch them again.

She let her body take on a carefree look. She acted as though they were sightseeing now. Another quick glance told her the men were buying it. She felt Syaoran awkwardly try the same. He seemed to find it so hard to relax she almost laughed. Almost.

Remembering her last surprise for Chang, she quickly had another idea. She smiled evilly and began looking for a store that might carry it. Finding one, she ducked inside, pulling Syaoran along with her. He sent her a curious glance. Again she ignored it.

She walked calmly over to the correct aisle and grabbed the item. He finally let his arm drop. Sakura tried to ignore the feeling of disappointment.

Syaoran wiped his face clean as soon as he heard the bell on the door. Their followers were here.

She paid for it and left quickly. She heard the bell halfway down the street and knew the men had left the store. She leaned in closer to Syaoran, asking a single question.

"Do you have any weapons?"

He nodded and answered discreetly. "The gun Eriol gave me and a knife. You?"

She looked forward as she answered. "The same."

She cast a quick look at him. "I'm going to go into a side alley. I'll knock the first one out, then you take one and I'll take one. Don't kill them. I have a surprise."

He frowned at her, knowing it had something to do with the gift. Seeing the alley they wanted, she stopped right before. Grabbing a piece of paper from her purse, she scribbled a quick note.

'I thought of you when I saw these. You might as well start practicing with them.

Laughing right now
Sakura

P.S. Still no luck in finding someone who can actually trail someone?'

Syaoran read the note over her shoulder and stifled a laugh. He knew his cousin well enough to recognize the grief it would cause him.

Sakura glanced down at the bag, taking a quick look at her gift again. It was a pair of toy handcuffs. She smiled as she thought about Syaoran's key Eriol had given him.

'If only I could put one of those as the key to unlock them. I can just imagine his tantrum once he realizes he's stuck.'

Grinning at the thought, she dropped the note inside the store bag and stood. She looked through a car's mirror and found the three men standing in front of a window display. They were watching her from the sides of their eyes. She smiled at Syaoran and spoke sweetly, continuing their act.

"Do you understand the plan?"

He nodded, planting a small smile and the two stood. They both took a deep breath and turned into the alley. Sakura pulled her gun from beneath her shirt; happy she had remembered to wear a loose jacket today. She heard Syaoran do the same.

The footsteps were getting closer. Her pulse increased as she remembered all three had guns.

The first man turned the corner, closely followed by the other two.

[Oh yes, I have a mind to stop it right here. -laughs evilly, then sees the hordes of angry readers- But then I thought better of it.]

Sakura reached out, grabbing the man and throwing him roughly into the wall with one hand. She winced at the sound of his skull meeting the brick wall. She knew how it felt. She released him quickly, letting him fall to the ground in a crumpled heap.

Her eyes zeroed in on one of the men as he fumbled to get his gun out. She jumped forward, tackling him. While on the ground, she placed her gun on his right temple. She scrambled to get out of the way so he would have no chance of hitting her if he decided to finish retrieving his gun. He slowly released his grip on it, raising his hands.

She pulled the man up from the ground, staying behind him the whole time. She reached inside his jacket and grabbed his gun. She placed it in her now- empty holster for the time being.

A quick glance at Syaoran told her he had done the same with the other man. His eyes were focused on her in amusement as she fought to regain her breath. She hadn't anticipated needing to tackle the man.

Her arm was steady at the man's temple. She used her free hand to pull the store bag off her wrist and thrust it into the man's hand. He took it quickly. She spoke to the two conscious men.

"Give that to Chang," she said simply.

She noticed the unconscious man. She walked her captive over to him. Maintaining the same hold on her gun, she reached down and disarmed the unconscious men too. She put his gun in the drawstring of her pants.

"Go," she commanded. "And take this man with you."

She released the man, carefully ignoring his curses. Most were directed to her. Instead she kept her grip on the gun steadfast and always focused on him. She watched as Syaoran released the other man. The three hobbled out of the alley.

Sakura watched the men go then looked up. Once again she was surprised to see him looking at her in such a strange way. His amber eyes were intent upon her; so intent they made her nervous. She smiled under his gaze, knocking him from his thoughts. He blushed and turned to leave, throwing the thug's gun in the dumpster.

She realized she still held two and threw them away in the same dumpster. She then rushed after Syaoran, keeping pace with his fast walk.

"We should find another hotel now, while Chang has no one watching us."

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His head was a state of disarray. So many thoughts flowed through; each contradicting the last. He tried to avoid looking at her. He was afraid if he started, he'd never be able to take his eyes off of her again.

His thoughts flickered back to the alley. When he had seen that man reaching for his gun, Syaoran had began to rush to Sakura's rescue when he realized she had it under control. He could hardly keep from staring at the agent's grace. He sighed.

'She is a lot better than I first thought.'

Even now, walking beside her, he had to fight himself. He winced remembering how he had put his arm around her when he first found her. No, it wasn't even the first few minutes that were the problem he corrected himself. It was the fact that he had kept it there.

She sighed beside him, catching his attention. They had now reached the hotel. Quickly, he swept the card in the lock and they stepped in.

"Where were you this morning?" she asked suddenly.

Syaoran, who had been heading for his bags, stopped abruptly. He nearly winced as he remembered why he had left that morning. He had felt a lack of control watching her sleeping and had gone out for a walk to clear his head. But he couldn't tell her that.

"I went to get breakfast."

She snorted. "And you couldn't wait for me?"

He looked away. "I was hungry."

She didn't answer, just began packing. Syaoran let out a breath of relief.

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Author's Note2: Okay, well, I haven't edited this yet, so I apologize already. Lately I've been having trouble with pronouns, lol. I put Syaoran as a her and Sakura as a him. So if you something like that, I apologize. I'll have more time to edit later. Hope you enjoyed it.