Alter Ego
"Hoe!"
The loud yell pierced the otherwise calm morning at 205 Cherry Tree lane in Tokyo. Sakura Kinomoto, a girl with litterally two personalities, tumbled out of her regal oak bed.
"I'm not going to be late. I'm not going to be late," she chanted, pulling on her school uniform.
Sakura attended Takeuchi High School, a school for the insanely rich. She was a popular student with good grades and - as far as the administration was concerned - never stuck a toe out of line. To the student population, she was a modest young woman that never wore any makeup. She was also the virgin every guy wanted to bed. Yes, innocent described Sakura Kinomoto perfectly... at least to those that didn't know her.
At age eleven, Sakura found out why her uncle had been training her since she was six... he was the leader of the Wolf gang. Since then, Sakura had trained hard and fought hard. Now, at age eighteen, Sakura was considered on of the deadliest members. Her tattoo proved it. On her right arm was the chinese symbol for wolf, in black. This was quite an achievement. In her gang, there was a ladder. Brown Wolves were at the bottom, a step up was white, then silver, and finally black was a the very top.
After fastening the last few buttons on her blouse, she grabbed her bag and rushed out of the room.
While running down the hall, she didn't watch where she was running as her bag strap had gotten twisted and she was trying to rectify it. It was to her great surprise that she ran straight into a strudy figure. Sakura looked up and groaned. It was Syaoran, her cousin by marriage. Her uncle Lang was married to his previously widowed mother, Yelen, making Syaoran his step-son.
"Can't you watch where you're going?" he asked, sending her a death glare. Sakura sent it right back.
"I wouldn't have to if some baka wasn't standing in the middle of the hall," she retorted, brushing past him.
"You should learn some respect," he replied.
"Respect has to be earned," she called back while decending the stairs. Syaoran shook his head and entered his room.
Sakura pulled into the parking lot of her school and sighed. Let the games begin, she thought. She turned off the engine of her Mercedes Benz and stepped out.
As she was walking towards the entrance of the important looking building, Sakura heard a chorus of, "Sakura!" Her four school friends, Tomoyo, Chiharu, Rika and Naoko were rushing towards her.
"Ohayo minna!" chirped Sakura, putting on her innocent personalitly.
"Ohayo!" replied the four.
"What's up?" asked Sakura.
"Well, we heard from Yamazaki that Kendo Muang is out to woe you," giggled Chiharu.
"Will you go out with him?" asked Rika eagerly.
Sakura inwardly gagged. Kendo Muang was smart, handsome and a jock. What more could a girl want? She surpressed the urge to roll her eyes. Answer: Someone who could actually beat me in a fight!
"Oh please!" Tomoyo said, rolling her eyes. "Why would she want to go out with him? He dated Myeko!"
Tomoyo, Sakura thought fondly, the only one who isn't a giggling baka! What she said is true! Why would I want to date anyone who dated her?
Myeko was considered the school's slut. She hated Sakura because of her (supposed) innocence. Myeko hated that Sakura was just as (if not more) popular, without having to sleep with anyone. She liked Sakura's friends well enough though. Figured they were bad enough to allow friendship.
"He is sort of cute, but I don't think I would ever go out with him," said Sakura.
"Come on Sakura!" sighed Naoko. "You're way too picky! You're probably the only virgin in the school!"
Sakura had to push down the laugh that was bubbling up. Me? A virgin? Regaining her composure, she said, "I don't care. I'm not going out with someone just because everyone thinks I should."
"Good for you!" cheered Tomoyo as the bell rang.
They entered the school and Rika, Chiharu and Naoko went together to their lockers on the second floor. Sakura and Tomoyo continued down the hall to theirs.
Opening her locker, Sakura noticed they had math first. Damn! Math in the morning? Who makes up these friggin scheduals?
"Don't look now, but your latest admirer is coming," whispered Tomoyo.
Kendo was walking towards them like he owned the place. A smirk played on his lips. He came to a stop next to her, leaning on the locker next to hers.
"Ohayo Muang-san," smiled Sakura. Get away from me you baka.
"Ohayo Sakura," said Kendo. "Seeing as it's Friday, why don't you come over to my house tonight so I can show you a good time?"
Is this what the girls thought was so great? Well, they can keep him! Man, is he ever lucky I'm playing sweet and innocent! thought Sakura. "Oh! Are you having a party?" asked Sakura densely.
"Yea, a party for two," smirked the ever confident Kendo.
What I would give to kick his ass to next Sunday! "What kind of party is that?" wondered Sakura, acting confused.
Kendo's smirk faltered. "You're right! Besides, I forgot I had plans tonight! Maybe next time." He walked through the crowd of snickering students.
That's right, just walk away jackass! Sakura turned to Tomoyo. "Was it something I said?"
Tomoyo shook her head and smiled. "You didn't do anything. Just forget it!"
"Come on Sakura! The sale will be over by the time we get to the mall!" Tomoyo called over her shoulder.
Sakura and the girls were going shopping at the mall. They had set the date the previous weekend.
"I'm running as fast as I can!" Sakura yelled. This, of course, was a lie, but if she ran as fast as she could, she might draw attention to herself. After a final bit of running, the two made it to the rest of the girls.
"It took you two long enough!" remarked Naoko.
"Sorry! Sakura forgot her book in class, so we had to go back and get it," panted Tomoyo.
"It's okay, let's just go!" smiled Rika. The others nodded in agreement. Then a cell phone rang.
"It's mine," said Sakura. She pushed the 'talk' button and brought the phone to her ear. "Moshi moshi!" Her smiley face became serious, a look her friends had rarely seen on her. She turned so that her back was towards them. "Now? Well, I'm supposed to go out with the girls. No. Alright, alright! Calm down! I'm coming! Ja!" Sakura turned back towards them. "Sorry you guys! My uncle wants to spend some 'family' time. I'll have to take a raincheck. See you all on Monday!" Her confused friends were left behind as she sprinted to her car.
Sakura raced hom, speeding through five red lights and nearly causing half a dozen accidents. When she arrived at her destination, she ran up the stairs and burst into her uncle's study.
"This better be important! I had to blow off the girls with some lame excuse about bonding time!" she snapped.
There were several chuckles from around the room. Once her eyes adjusted to the dimness, for the curtains were drawn, she noticed that there was more than her uncle in the room.
The first person she saw was a man of about twenty-five with navy hair that was sitting in a leather chair in front of her uncle's desk. His blue eyes held wisdom and courage. He was dressed casually in jeans and a T-shirt. His name was Eriol Hiiragizawa and he was another relative aquired by marriage. Distant cousin, but cousin none the less. He was a silver Wolf.
Next came her best friend (and relative by marriage), Meiling. Her long raven hair was pulled into two half-buns. Ruby eyes glinted mischieviously under long dark lashes. Her outfit was simple; jean skirt that stopped just under the knee and a floral off-the-shoulder top. She was a silver Wolf.
Then, of course, there was Syaoran, a cousin by marriage. Unruly brown hair fell over piercing brown eyes that were usually glaring. He wore an army green tank top that suggested the well-toned muscles underneath, and cargos. Besides Sakura and her uncle, he was the only other black Wolf.
Finally, there was her uncle Lang. He had black hair and gentle blue eyes. At first glance, you'd think this man a pushover, but he was a black belt in more than three martial arts. He wore a dark suit, as always. He was the leader of the Wolf gang.
"I take it you don't know what this meeting is about?" chuckled Lang.
"No, Mr. Talkative over here," Sakura nodded towards Syaoran, "just told me to get my little ass over here as fast as I could."
"I shouldn't have to tell you why, you should just come," growled Syaoran.
"Well excuse me for having a life!" Sakura spat back.
"Enough you two!" interjected Lang. "This is important. If you want to bicker, do it after the meeting." Sakura and Syaoran glared daggers at each other. "Now Eriol, Meiling, fill us in."
Eriol spoke first. "When Meiling and I were back home in Hong Kong, we noticed Jackal activity dropping drastically, but raising higher here in Tokyo."
"Not only that," continued Meiling, "most Jackals have been seen within ten miles of our club, The Wolves' Den. That's our one hint on what they're up to. They're after the one thing Anubis wants."
"I see," said Lang, looking grim. All eyes turned to Sakura, who was still standing in the middle of the room.
She glared at the floor. Anubis, leader of the Jackal gang. "I'll kill him," she hissed.
"I'm sure you will," said Lang reassuringly, "but right now you have to be on full alert. Holster your guns under your skirt when you go to school. I want you to drive the cars with bullet proof windows. Also, when you go clubbing, always go with a silver Wolf or higher."
"Are all these security measures really necessary? I mean, I can take care of myself," she said. Land shot her 'the' look. She held up her hands in defeat. "Okay, okay! I'll do everything you asked!"
"Good. Now then, I expect you'll all want to go to the Den. Bring your guns and have fun."
Meiling jumped up and grabbed Sakura's arm, dragging her out of the room. "It's time to make ourselves beautiful, not that we aren't already." Meiling continued to drag Sakura down the hall until Jeanette, the housekeeper, came with a message.
"Telephone for miss Sakura."
"Thanks Jeanette," replied Sakura, prying her hand from Meiling's grasp. She walked over to a small circular table with a telephone on it and picked up the reciever. "Sakura speaking."
"Sakura! It's Tomoyo. The girls and I are going dancing. Do you want to come?"
Sakura sighed. "Sorry Tomoyo-chan. A friend of mine has come into town. It would be rude to leave without her."
"You can bring her if you want."
Now what? wondered Sakura. "Uh, well, you see, she wanted to some time alone with me."
"Oh, ok. Another time! See you Monday!"
"Right! Ja ne!"
"Ja!"
Sakura hung up the phone and walked over to where Meiling was leaning against the wall, looking impatient. "Sorry about that. My school friends wanted to take me dancing," apologized Sakura.
"No worries. Let's go get sexified!" cried Meiling, thrusting her fist in the air.
"Sexified? Is that even a word?"
"Oh! Don't be such a smart ass," snapped Meiling. "Let's just go get ready!"
The two bustled into Sakura's roon and started going through her wardrobe. Two hours later, the duo immerged wearing satisfactory outfits.
Sakura sported black hip-huggers with matching jacket. Her shocking pink V-cut halter top contrasted with the darker colors, showing her full chest. Black leather ankle boots adorned her feet. Her mid-back length hair was pulled into a ponytail.
Meiling's pants were red pleather with leopard print. Her three-quarter shirt was black, ending two inches above her navel. Her hair was still in the half-buns, but now they had little red caps on. Like Sakura, she wore black ankle boots.
"So, are we sexified?" joked Sakura.
Looking Sakura over, then herself, Meiling responded with a happy, "Yep, definitely sexified."
Laughing, the two girls made their way downstairs.
A/N: I hope you like this chapter and found it at least a little amusing. When she was in school, I tried to show just how different Sakura's personalities are. Anyways, stay tuned for the next chapter!