A/N: I know you all are anxious to find out what happens (Haha! Yea right!), so here's the second chapter!

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Chapter 2

*Federal Bureau of Investigation Headquarters*

"Agent Li! Report to my office immediately!"

A handsome Asian man with untamed chestnut hair walked through the Federal Bureau of Investigation building. He knocked on the door of Agent Craig Yorke, his boss. "Come in!" Yorke replied. Li opened the door and stood before his boss.

"You wanted to see me?" Li said in perfect English dialect.

"Have a seat, I'll be with you one moment." A slightly chubby man said as he grabbed his paperwork off his desk. He stacked his papers on his desk and faced Li. "I've a proposition for you. I want you on a specific case-"

"Yorke," Agent Li raised a brow. "If you've forgotten, I've already been assigned to the Stevenson-Brooks case."

"That's true, Li, but your expertise is required on this new case-"

"The case in which you have yet to explain-" Li interrupted.

"-Which I will explain to you if you'll agree to cooperate. What do you say? Will you accept?" Yorke asked as he handed Agent Li his paperwork for the new case. At first, the Asian agent paused and thought for a while, but at last, he extended his arms and took hold of the paperwork.

"I'm listening," was Li's reply.

"Good! I've got you on board." Yorke looked at the paperwork. "You're going back home to Japan-"

Agent Li crossed his arms. "I'm Chinese."

"Of course you are." His boss said without looking up from his paperwork. "You're meeting another Agent there. His name is Hiiragizawa Eriol, and he will meet you at the airport when you arrive."

"You have yet to explain the case I've been assigned to." Li said.

"Oh yes. If you open your folder, you will find a copy of a Japanese Newspaper. The front page headline reads 'Two Men Found Dead'."

"That's it??" Li said in a rage, standing from his seat. "I'm giving up the case I've worked on for half a year because two people died? Why call the FBI just for that??"

"Sit down, Li, and listen!" Yorke demanded, and Li did as he was told. "There's more to it than that. Timothy Watson, one of the wealthiest persons in England, was one of the two found dead that night and we have no idea why!"

"Well, sir, he was a rich man!" Li said matter-of-factly.

"They didn't kill him for his money, if that's what you're getting at!! My gut tells me there's more than meets the eye."

"Maybe your gut's telling you you're hungry," Li mumbled.

"Don't think I didn't hear that!" Yorke snapped. "Now look, I wasn't gonna tell you now, but this assignment could earn you a promotion."

"Meaning?" Li asked, leaning forward.

"Meaning," Yorke leaned forward on his desk and grinned. "If you crack this case, you can be the boss of some back-talking jerk, too."

Agent Li stood up from his seat. "I still don't see why I should go."

"It's simple, Li Syaoron! You're Japanese-"

"As I said before, I'm Chinese-" Li growled.

"Well, you're Asian, and it would seem less suspicious if an Asian agent were there! Besides, I've read your profile and you've studied the Japanese language! You're perfect!"

Syaoron opened the door to the office. "I'll think about it, sir."

*Syaoron's Apartment*

Li Syaoron entered his home. He threw his jacket on the couch and undid his tie. He went inside the kitchen and opened a can of Spaghetti-o's and dumped them in a pan. Syaoron looked around his messy living area and sighed. "Look at me!" Syaoron sighed. "I could really use that promotion."

He grabbed the phone on the kitchen counter and dialed a few numbers. "Yorke? It's Agent Li. I've considered your proposal... yes... and I think I can pull it off."

*Days Later at the FBI Headquarters*

"Agent Li, you know your assignment, do you not?" Yorke asked. Syaoron rolled his eyes. "For the fifth time, yes! I arrive in Japan, meet Hiiragizawa Eriol at the airport, and from there, he'll take me to a Classified Japanese Government Base and I will learn more about this case. I'll solve it, come back home, and get my promotion. Satisfied?"

"Fine. You're dismissed. And remember, I want a monthly report on this case!" Yorke ordered sharply.

"Up yours!" Syaoron muttered as he walked out of the office.

"I heard that!" Yorke snapped.

*The Next Morning*

Syaoron arrived in Japan at 9:43 AM the next day. He grabbed a photograph from his back pocket. It was a picture of Hiiragizawa Eriol. Syaoron waited in the lobby for his arrival, and five minutes later, a man with azure eyes stood before him. "Agent Li Syaoron, I presume? Please follow me." The man turned around and headed towards the exit.

Syaoron followed after him. "Are you Hiiragizawa Eriol?" He asked in perfect Japanese.

"Please, call me Eriol."

Eriol and Syaoron walked outside and found a limousine waiting for them. There were reporters and paparazzi everywhere.

"Agent Hiiragizawa, is it true this man was sent from America to solve this case?"

"Hiiragizawa, answer me this: Are the Japanese Government that desperate by bringing in a Federal Agent from America to solve the murder of Timothy Watson and a fellow undercover Agent?"

Eriol opened the car door and let Syaoron go inside first. Eriol turned to the reporters and flashed a smile. "No comments. Thank you!" Soon they were on the road.

"Care for something to drink? Coffee, scotch?" Eriol asked. Syaoron shook his head as he looked out the window. "Very well," Eriol poured himself a glass of champagne. "I do apologize for the media. Word got out we were taking in an American Agent to help with this case." Syaoron opened his mouth to say something, but Eriol interrupted. "If you have any questions, please save them until we arrive at our destination."

*Japanese Administrational Base*

The door to the parked limousine opened, and Eriol and Syaoron climbed out. "We're here." Eriol declared. "Stick with me and we won't have any problems." Eriol walked towards the front entrance where two guards stood watch. "At ease, men!" Eriol said. The two men let him and Syaoron pass. To their right were two offices. To their left was one elevator. Syaoron frowned and whispered to Eriol, "This is a one story building! Where does this elevator go?"

Eriol ignored his question and opened the elevator door. "Care to join me, Agent Li?" Syaoron eagerly trailed behind him and watched the elevator door close. The blue-eyed agent pressed the button labeled "five" and smirked. "You asked where this elevator goes?" Eriol grinned. Syaoron felt the elevator move downward. "Going down!"

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A/N: Well now! I'm finally done with this chapter! I know, nothing's really happened and it's not THAT interesting..... yet! You'll learn more in the next chapter, and Syaoron and the prostitute might meet in the next chapter as well. It was a short chapter, but hard to type. "If You're Not The One" will be updated soon... it's a very long chapter, so...

Much love!

-Cher