AN: Wow, I luv you guys! I admit, this is the first time I have ever written in First Person P.O.V., because I found it much easier to write in Third Person. Even the first two chapters were getting complicated that I was close to writing this chapter in Third Person. But then I decided against it because if the first two chapters were in First Person, I should really write this chapter and the rest of the story the same way.

I love your reviews! I never knew I was able to describe their personalities so well. At least I'm able to show their personalities just the way I want them.

Things you should know:

"Someone talking"

Someone's thoughts

~*~*~ Changing to someone else's Point of View (You will be told whose point of view). When I am changing the setting of the story and that doesn't appear, it means it is still the same point of view from the previous setting.

[Author's Notes]

Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura doesn't belong to me, it belongs to Clamp but the plot is mine and any new characters are mine

Murdering Angel

Chapter Three

(Saturday: Syaoran's P.O.V)

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I said no."

"But it will be fun and-"

"Don't you know the word 'no'? It's the opposite of yes. Want me to spell it out for you? Okay, well, N-O, no!"

Hiiragazawa sighed as I refused his invitation to join him to go to some bar. Can't this guy just leave me alone? Can't he just leave my office? Can't he just leave the planet?!

Apparently not.

"Li-"

"Don't you have a case you have to work on?" I snap. It has been a week since I did the pursuit, a week of pure annoyance and irritation on my part. Kinomoto, thinking that I was going to get fired for what I did, was furious that our boss gave me a raise, and has done nothing but complained and glared when I was in her presence. But that didn't bother me a bit. No, when it comes to her, it's quite fun to get on her nerves, and to annoy and irritate her. I don't know why, but I think it's because she isn't used to having someone go toe-to-toe with her. Yup, I hope that's the reason, because she isn't one of my favorite people and I want to show her that I will not be bossed around by her.

But, apparently the saying 'what goes around, comes around' is definitely true, because it looked as if Hiiragazawa enjoys getting on my nerves. Everyday, nothing but him yapping away about stuff I don't really give a damn about. I never thought I can have so many urges and ideas of hurting, maiming, and/or killing another fellow PI in just one day.

"Actually" he said, replying to my question "I have solved my case. The little girl who was kidnapped was found in her father's place. Turns out the father couldn't handle the fact that his ex-wife got full custody, and decided to kidnap his daughter. The father had refused to turn over the little girl, and began shooting at me and my partner. I killed the father in the shoot out, but the mother doesn't care as long as she has her daughter with her."

I grimaced. I had my share of shoot outs too, and have once actually killed the suspect. It wasn't something that can easily be forgotten, and you always felt guilty, even if the suspect was the one who began to shoot first.

"Well, then can't you go and flirt with Daidouji? I now you have the hots for her."

A cough at the door interrupted us and we both look to see who it is. Hiiragazawa turned red, and I wanted laugh.

"Umm, Sakura wants to talk to you" Daidouji said, a little red, her gaze fixed on Hiiragazawa.

"Well, go on Hiiragazawa" I said, and he turned to glare at me, hearing the amusement in my voice.

"Actually, Sakura wants to see you, Li."

I frown. "Why? She isn't going to shoot me once I enter her office, will she?"

"I don't know. She had a discussion with the boss, and once she left his office, her face was red and through clenched teeth, she asked me to tell you to go to her office."

"I'm guessing she didn't ask nicely" I say sourly.

"When she's red like that, nothing that comes out of her mouth is asked or said nicely, but I'm her best friend. I'm used to it." Daidouji paused, then looked at Mr. Don't-know-the-word-no. "I guess, that's it." She immediately left the office before he could stop her.

I stood up and saw him clenching his fists.

"See what you did!" He nearly yelled. "Now Tomoyo knows!"

"You can thank me later" I say, fighting a smile.

"Thank you later? The way you said it made it sound like I want her for sex!"

I shrug and he groaned. "Because of you, now I will have to confess that I love her."

"No you don't, all you have to say is that I was lying or something. But, I think this is the best chance for you to tell her."

"Coming from the man who likes the fact that I am in a tight spot" He muttered as we both left the office, him wanting to explain to Daidouji, I think, and me going next door to see what Ms. Kinomoto wants.

I hesitate in front of her door, glancing at the bold letters on the door that read 'Kinomoto Sakura'. Kinomoto hates me with all her heart, and I truly do not want to enter her office only to be shot and killed. But still, why ask me to come to her office?

Unless our boss told her something that she is forced to share with me.

This shall be amusing.

I knocked on the door twice, and wait as I hear the stomping of her feet heading towards the door. I cross my arms as the stomping stops. I have an image of her trying her hardest to control her anger before she does something stupid, say, shooting me on the spot?

Finally the door opens and Kinomoto stood there, with a white shirt, white pants and a knee-length coat. Her casual attire made her look like she was about to out with friends while I, wore a collar long-sleeved shirt and a tie and light brown pants.

"Your secretary told me you wanted to see me?" I ask with an emotionless tone. Man, she is furious, with her face red and her teeth clenched. She doesn't say anything, but merely moved aside and I took it as an invitation to enter.

I stopped in the middle of the office. It was the same size as mine, the size of a slightly big bedroom, give or take a foot or two. Few feet in front of me, in front of the window, is her desk. There are two chairs in front of the desk and one behind it. On the left is a big bookcase, a water-cooler, and a file cabinet. On the right are two more file cabinets, a computer sitting on a desk, a couch, and on the wall hung a picture. But her blinds are closed so not enough sunlight was entering the office, so I couldn't see what was on the picture.

So, in other words, her office is pretty much the same as mine, with the same things. Our desks have the same things too. A lamp, a name plate, and a day-by-day calendar. But, my desk is neat, hers isn't, with folders scattered around, and a note book open along with a small notepad next to it. The notepad reminds me of when Hiiragazawa took mine away and bribed me with it. If I hadn't written personal things in there, I wouldn't give a damn if he gave it back to me or not. But, the thing was, the whole thing had personal information, except that one page about Rui Eleanor. Damn me for writing about-

Kinomoto passes by me, interrupting my thoughts. She sat down on her chair, which is also like mine, leather with wheels at the bottom.

Seeing that she wasn't about to ask me to sit, I walk forward and sit down on one of the chairs in front of her desk anyways, just to annoy her.

It worked, because her eyes flared up and I smirked at my accomplishment. Man, I can so easily anger her that all I have to do is step into the building and she would explode.

~*~*~(Sakura's P.O.V)

I didn't know what to tell him. How can I, with what our boss wants us to do? I don't want to do it, oh, how I don't want to do it! I was damn near begging my boss not to make us do it, but he wouldn't listen! Oh god, it will be so difficult and so out of character!

I sigh shakily, which must have surprised Li because his smirk disappeared and a frown replaced it.

"I won't like what you have to say, will I?" He asked.

"Oh, I don't know how you'll react, but you definitely will not be thrilled." I took a deep breath and take a folder from the piles of folders scattered around my desk and throw it across my desk. "Victim number 12, its a male, police officer, of course. Name is Hatsumono Ray."

"Okay, why are you telling me?" Li asked, slightly confused.

I sigh. "Our boss . . . he wants us to go undercover."

"Together?"

"Yes . . . As you noticed, John Doe likes his victims to be married. He also wants them between the ages of twenty-one and thirty. Bennett thinks we can nab him."

He looked a little . . . frightened? That's what he looked like, but I couldn't tell because he quickly put his barriers up, not allowing me to make sure. Why can't he just let his emotions show instead of having a blank look all the time! It's so frustrating not knowing what he is feeling.

"How are we going to nab him?" He asks as he opens the folder to study the reports about the new victim.

I brace myself. "How are you in handling being a husband?"

His head shot up as he stared at me. " . . . E-excuse me?"

I reach into my pocket and take out a small, yellow packet. I open it and take out three gold rings. One had a single diamond on it, another had a slightly bigger diamond with two small emeralds next to it on each side. The other ring had tiny diamonds engraved into it all around it.

I held them on my palm as Li looks at them.

"Please don't tell me . . . " he nearly moaned.

"Yup, he wants us to pretend to be husband and wife."

He glares at the rings, then at me. "I won't do it."

I smirk. "You don't do it, you get kicked off the case."

He cursed, but I couldn't make out which foul word he had said. I remain silent as he stares at the rings, as if he can make them disappear.

"Fine" he spat. "I'll do it."

Damn it, I didn't want him to agree. I pick up his ring, which is the one with the diamonds engraved into it, and toss it to him. He gets it with one hand and glares at it some more like it was cursed or something.

"Glaring at it won't make it disappear" I say.

"The same way glaring at me won't make me disappear."

I wasn't glaring, but that comment made me glare at him as he abruptly stood up, ring being clenched in his fist. He turned around, heading towards the door. I remain in my chair as I watch him open the door and then close it behind him. I look at the two remaining rings in my hand. One, the single diamond, is suppose to be my engagement ring, the other, the diamond with the emeralds next to it, is my wedding ring. We are suppose to play husband and wife cops, only I am going to be the bait and, hopefully, John Doe will come after me and try to make me victim number 13, and we can finally stop this serial killer.

I then groan. How are we going to play husband and wife, if all we do is fight? From the reports, all the couples were happily married. John Doe would never come after me if I fight with my 'husband' constantly. Now I regret ever being given this case.

Trying to get my thoughts off marriage all together, I look over my desk for the folder with the report on victim number 12, but I didn't see it anywhere.

I growl. Li took it. Damn it.

(Next Day)

I open one eye to the sound of the alarm. It read 7:00 A.M. I frown. It's Sunday, and I don't usually put the alarm for 7:00 in the morning. I sit up completely when I don't see my pistol in the holster that I always hang on the upper right post of my bed. I kick the covers off my body, revealing my nightgown that reaches above my knees.

I grab a robe and put it on as I leave my bedroom cautiously. The alarm was one thing, but the pistol not being in my holster is another. Somebody is in my house, or at least was. I step out into the hallway, my bare feet not making a sound on the carpet. I check every room upstairs, and then approach the stairs. I hesitate. I didn't really want to go downstairs with no protection.

Guess I'll have to risk it, I think to myself and I slowly go down the stairs. I quickly checked the living room. Empty. If this person is still in my house, then he is in my kitchen, because that is the last place I haven't checked. I take a deep breath as I walk to the kitchen, and I pause next to the entrance. Slowly, I move my head and I take a peek into the kitchen.

"Coffee?"

I blink, staring at the person who is working the coffee machine. I then growl.

"How did you get into my house?!" I demanded.

Li smirked as he poured the coffee into two mugs.

"Your locks aren't very good. I got in easy, five minutes flat" he commented, with a hint of smugness. "Oh, and I have your pistol, just in case you decided to shoot me."

"You damn well know I would have shot you, no matter what!" I can't believe him! Li Syaoran is in my house! "And no jury would have convicted me because it would have been called a righteous shooting! You are breaking an entry!"

He shrugged, as if breaking into my house wasn't a felony.

"GET OUT!!" I scream, and he winced.

"Calm down" he said in a calm tone as he carried the mugs to the table. "We need to discuss our 'marriage', unless you want me to call Bennett and tell him you don't want to do it." He raised his left hand and showed me his ring finger, which sported the wedding ring.

I growl again as he sat down. The nerve of this guy!

I stomp forward and drag out the chair across from him and sit down. I glare at him.

"Why couldn't you have called or knocked?" I hissed.

"If I called, you would have hung up. If I knocked, you would have slammed the door in my face." He smirked. "Am I wrong?"

I say nothing, because that's exactly what I would have done.

"Now, about our marriage-"

"Bennett has a house ready for us to live in" I interrupt. The faster I give him the information, the faster he will leave. "We have to be in public all the time, showing the city that we are married. At nights, there is going to be an alarm system. If he breaks into the house to kill me, a beeping noise will sound in the bedroom and wake us up. Then we get into positions, and then get him." I ran a hand through my hair. "Bennett is also going to put an article about us being newlyweds in the newspaper, hoping that John Doe will read it and come after me, since he has a thing for newly married victims also."

He nodded his head as I took a sip of coffee. Wow. I am not a coffee fan, because I never really liked the taste. I only drink it to keep me awake when I am working late nights. But this tasted good. Really good. I take another sip, savoring the taste, wondering what he did to it that makes it taste much better than when I make a cup for myself.

"Okay, since I told you that, can you leave?" I ask.

"Jeez, you're very nice" he said sarcastically.

"Hey, I ain't the one who broke into someone else's home!"

"It was either that or get a door slammed in my face, or get hung up on!" He shot back. Before I can open my mouth, the door bell rang. I glare at him before leaving the kitchen and going to the front door.

"Who is it?" I call out.

"Tomoyo."

I frown. Why would Tomoyo be here so early in the morning? I open the door and my eyebrows rose with surprise. She looked miserable and sad.

"Tomoyo, sweetie, what's wrong?" I ask as I move aside to let her in. She walks in and I close the door behind her. She walks to the kitchen and stops at the entrance.

"I didn't let him in, he broke in" I said to her confused expression as she stared at Li.

"I guess I should leave" he spoke as he stood up.

"No, you don't have to go" Tomoyo stated, sadness in her tone. "I want to ask you something. Did Eriol tell you he liked me? Or did you just misread him?"

I frown. "Huh?"

"Yesterday, when I walked into Li's office to tell him about you wanting to see him, he was speaking to Eriol and . . . and . . ."

"I told Hiiragazawa to go and flirt with her because I knew he had the hots for her" Li spoke. "But I didn't know she was at the door." He looked at Tomoyo. "No, he didn't tell me he liked you, but I didn't misread him. I could tell that he wanted you."

Tomoyo's lip wobbled and I directed her to the table, gently making her sit down.

"Tomoyo, tell me what's wrong?"

"Eriol he . . . After I heard them, I was avoiding him all day until he caught up to me in the parking lot at night. He told me that what Li said . . . wasn't true . . . that he doesn't like me . . ." She burst into tears.

"Oh Tomoyo, don't cry" I soothed as I hug her, mentally cursing at Eriol. He loves her, why did he lie and said he had no feelings towards her? I look at Li, and he had a confused expression. That's when I realized that he doesn't know that Tomoyo has feelings for Eriol. I mouthed the words 'she loves him' and an expression of understanding replaced the confusion.

"I-I l-love him so m-much . . . it hurts to know that Eriol doesn't love me the way I love him" Tomoyo choked.

"Tomoyo?" Came a voice from the entrance of the kitchen. I look at who it was and I hid my surprise.

~*~*~(Third Person P.O.V)

Tomoyo stared at Eriol through blurry eyes. She knew it was him, she could tell by the voice. She wiped her face and stood up. "Hi Eriol. I was just leaving." She sniffled and walked pass Sakura. "Bye" she said but was surprised when Eriol moved in her way.

"Wait, Tomoyo I . . . I didn't know you loved me" he said, kicking himself for not saying that he loves her. The words just would not come out, like last night. He meant to tell her that he loves her, but instead told her differently, and he couldn't correct himself because by the time he got over his shock, she was already in the car and driving away. Now she has just said that he loved him, and he couldn't say three simple words!

His heart ached when her lip wobbled and new tears began to come out.

"So you heard" she whispered. "Yes, I do love you, but as you said, the feelings aren't mutual so can you please move?"

"No" he said. "Tomoyo I . . . I . . . I" Damn it, why couldn't he say it? Nothing was stopping him.

"You what?" She asked, trying to help along so he could say what he wants to say and she could go home and cry.

"I . . ." he sighed; he just couldn't say them, so he chose the alternative.

He kissed her.

He felt her surprise as his lips pressed over hers gently. At first she didn't respond, but then slipped her arms around his neck and parted her lips, allowing him to deepen the kiss. She kissed him with all her heart, showing him how much she loves him, and Eriol considered himself a fool for not telling her how he felt last night. He loves her, and will make up for the pain he caused her for the rest of his life.

"I love you" he whispered when he broke the kiss. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but the words wouldn't come out."

"You love me?" She said, as if making sure she heard correctly.

Eriol smiled. "With all my heart."

Tomoyo burst into more tears and hugged him. "Oh god, I love you so much, Eriol. You know you just made me the happiest woman in the world!"

"And you made me the happiest man in the world, and-" He stopped when he looked at Syaoran and Sakura. Sakura looked touched, but he couldn't tell what Syaoran was feeling because his expression was blank. "I think we should go" Eriol whispered to Tomoyo, who backed up and turned her head. She blushed.

"W-will you be at work tomorrow?" Tomoyo asked.

Sakura blinked, as if she couldn't follow the change of the subject. "Oh, umm . . . no, I'll be packing up my things and moving into the new house."

Tomoyo and Eriol blinked, not knowing what she was talking about.

"I'll explain later" she said, and then smiled. "You two do make the cutest couple. Kawaii!"

Eriol merely smiled as Tomoyo blushed more. "Let's go and get some breakfast. It'll be our first date" Eriol said and Tomoyo looked at him with love in her eyes. She nodded and said bye as they left the house.

Sakura looked at Syaoran, who looked back at her. "I don't know whether to yell at you or to smile." She sat down and put her hands together. "So now that we are done discussing about what we are suppose to do, are you going to leave?"

"Once you give me the address to the house. I hope the locks are better over there than here."

She glared at him and got up as she went to the counter. She scribbled down the address and shoved it into his out waiting hand. "There, now leave!"

Syaoran put the paper in his pocket and began to walk out of the kitchen.

"Umm, Li?"

Syaoran stopped and turned to look at her. She was holding the mug of coffee he had.

"Can you make me another cup of coffee?"

~*~*~(Syaoran's P.O.V: Next Day-Monday)

I sigh as I fall backwards on my bed. I thank Bennett -and God- that this house has two bedrooms, that way I don't have to share a bed with Kinomoto. It would be a nightmare if Kinomoto had to sleep in the same bed with me.

But I admit, this house is nice. It's better than my one-bedroom apartment. This house is two stories; and besides two bedrooms, it also has two bathrooms, a dining room, a kitchen, a living room, and a den. Our bedrooms were next to each other, with a connecting door and our bedrooms also had balconies.

Thanks to Bennett's courtesy, this house already had the furniture and any other things that a married couple might have or need, including a nice Honda Civic, but I brought my own car just in case. So, all me and Kinomoto had to do was bring our clothes and any other personal items . . . oh, and the John Doe files, of course.

I glance at the clock, and see that it was already 8 AM. I had woken up around 6:30 earlier in the morning; I took a shower, got dressed, and hopped into my car, bags of clothes and other items that I had packed yesterday already in the car. I had been only a few minutes away when I realized I had no house key. I had to drive to the PI building, and ask Bennett to give me the key; but since he wasn't in yet, his secretary gave me the key, and then I was on my merry little way.

Since I had already unpacked and put my things in their places, I lay on my king-sized bed, letting my thoughts wonder, since Kinomoto wasn't here yet and I had no one to annoy or bother.

I begin to think if this undercover stunt is going to work. Kinomoto does seem to be the perfect victim if she is married, and a happy newlywed, and a 'cop'. I sigh, wondering why I have to play a cop too. Bennett had the courtesy to also send over my police uniform, which was hanging in the closet, and a quick peek in Kinomoto's closet told me that Bennett also sent hers over. Everything looks okay, and since everything is perfectly planned, this should work, especially since Bennett is going to put a short article about me and Kinomoto getting married in the newspaper. So, John Doe should come after her, and we can finally get him, arrest him, send his ass to jail, and the police killings will be over.

But something tells me that something will screw everything up. I have learned that under every perfect picture, there is something wrong, that there is something that will screw the perfect picture.

Or in this case, the perfect plan. There is something about the plan that will screw it up, but I don't know what it is. Maybe I should tell Kinomoto . . . But all she'll do is yell at me, glare at me, and/or tell me I'm paranoid.

But I'm betting my last penny that if I tell her, she'll say that the only thing that screws up the plan is the fact that I'm playing her husband.

Who knows, maybe I am being paranoid.

Then again, maybe I ain't.

My thoughts then drift around Kinomoto, and the incident when she began hitting that guy. What was his name? Tsuchida Kiyo, I think it was. Kinomoto seemed furious when she began to punch him like there was no tomorrow. I'm pretty sure they knew each other from the past, but I don't see a connection. I don't think she had arrested him before and that's how they knew each other. No, the way she acted . . . I think it was something deeper and much more personal, because she was also yelling that she hates him. And if she only knew him by face, she wouldn't have yelled that.

No, she knows him by more than just his face, and she hates him so much that she actually cried. I shudder when I remembered her bursting into tears. I don't know why, but I just couldn't handle it when she began to cry. Sure, when it comes to crying women or children, I am pretty much lost on what to do, but Kinomoto was worst. I couldn't stand her crying. That's one of the reasons why I got her mad, at least I know what to do then.

I sit up when I hear a door close. I look at the clock. 8:45. Wow, when I let my mind wander, I kill a lot of time. I swing my legs on the side of the bed and stand up. I walk over to the connecting door and press my ear to it. I hear rustling and mutters and curses.

It was definitely Kinomoto.

I knock twice and the rustling stopped, followed by another curse, and a very faint but very recognizable 'he is here'. After a few seconds, the door opened, and before I can open my mouth she poked me in the chest.

"This is all your fault!" She half-yelled. She began to stomp forward, and I knew it was only safe for me to walk backwards, away from her.

"What's my fault?" I asked, a little confused.

"I went over to the building to pick up the house key only to hear from the secretary that she gave it to you" she growled. I glanced back and saw that I was getting closer to the bed, so I changed my line of direction. "So I drove here, knocked on the damn door, but you didn't open it!"

I frown. I don't remember knocking . . . wait, I do remember this light tapping sound . . . I think.

"Then I rang the doorbell! But you still didn't open!"

Wow, was I so deep in thought that I didn't even hear the doorbell?

"So I drove back to the office" she continued "and told the secretary that no one was answering, but she insisted that you would be here, so I drove back here . . . only to have my tire blown out by a stupid nail!" She screamed the last part, and I winced, since she was right in front of me. Damn, she can scream!

"Then I had to call a tow-truck, and tow the truck here, which cost about thirty bucks. Then I knocked, rang the bell, and still no answer!"

My back hits the wall as she glares at me and her teeth grind together. I eye her left arm, which was now being brought back into a position people use when they are about to punch someone. Her hand was pulled into a fist.

Oh shit, she was about to hit me.

"So then I ask the guy if he could change my tire, and I ended up paying an additional thirty dollars. When he left, I got into the car, only to see our boss drive up to the curb! I got out, walked up to the car, and he gave me another key saying that he had to get another key since he had only one copy, which he had told me the day before yesterday! Then he left, so I come in here, go to my room, and now I find out that you were here all the time! I WENT THROUGH ALL THAT TROUBLE AND YOU WERE HERE THE WHOLE . . . DAMN . . . TIME!!"

I blink, still eyeing her arm. I knew if I didn't do something, I was going to get a black eye . . . or a broken nose. I didn't want either one.

"Okay, Kinomoto, calm down-"

"Don't tell me what to do!"

Her arm was now drawn all the way back, and I don't think she noticed the way she has her arm positioned.

"If someone punches me, my first response is usually to hit back, and I really don't want to hurt you" I say.

She opened her mouth again, and I was prepared for her to yell, and then punch me, but then she closed her mouth and blinked at me.

"Huh?"

Yup, she definitely didn't know about her arm. I nod towards her arm, and she looks at it. She blinked again before bringing it down, and I couldn't help but sigh in relief and relax my muscles, which were tense. I was telling the truth when I said that if someone hits me to cause me some damage, then I would hit back. But if Kinomoto did hit me, I wouldn't have hit back. Of course, I would have blocked it, but just in case I was too slow, I would have taken the punch. After all Kinomoto is a woman.

"What?!?" She snapped, and that surprised me enough for my muscles to tense again.

"Huh?" Was all I can say.

"What do you mean 'after all, Kinomoto is a woman'?!?!"

Oh, did I say that out loud? But I was still confused.

"Okay, did you want me to call you a man?"

"No I don't want you to call me a man! What I want to know is what you meant by saying that I am a woman!"

I inwardly sigh. If I say anything to explain what I had meant, then she will go and say that I am being a sexist because I was going to let her hit me and I would do nothing about it. I would think she would be thrilled with that.

Or, she would say that I am such a coward for not wanting to hit her because I would have been afraid of her beating me up. That would probably thrill her, but it sure wouldn't thrill me. So either way, I kept my mouth closed on the subject and decided to question one of the things she had said . . . or yelled.

"So you knew that he only had one copy and you didn't tell me?"

She opened her mouth but then closed it.

"See? If you have told me that there was only one copy, and when I had gotten the key, I would have been expecting you and would have waited to hear the doorbell or the knocks."

"You were not suppose to get the key! I was suppose to get it first, come here, and then you would have gone through a window or something to get in because I wasn't going to let you in!"

"Ah. So it's a good thing I wake up early. But still, if you had told me, then I would have let you get the key, if I wanted to, and then come here, wait for Bennett out on the porch, and then get the copy. Either way, the ordeal you had just gone through is your fault for not saying a word about the key."

She glowered. I have learned that she is a stubborn woman, so I should have known already that she would hate being wrong in whatever case. She is one of those people who just have to be right no matter what. But it seems that when she is wrong and I am right, she absolutely despises it.

Oh well, it just makes it more fun to annoy her.

"I hate you" she hissed.

"I know" I say back as casually as if I was asking the time. She stomped her foot. I guess she also hates the fact that I don't really care that she hates me.

"Is there anything you don't hate about me?" I ask.

"No. Everything about you, your face, your personality, your actual presence, is something that I hate."

"Kinomoto, I never did anything to you, so why are you always bitching at me?"

She remained silent and glanced away. "None of your business" she mumbled.

"Daidouji and Hiiragazawa told me that you don't like partners and because I am your partner, you are making this as difficult as possible to drive me away."

"Damn tattle-tales!"

"Well?"

She frowned. "Partners tend to betray the other, and they don't realize it hurts more than that one person. It's as simple as that!"

"So you think I am going to betray you?"

She crossed her arms. "It's possible."

"But you never considered that throughout all this time, you are betraying me?"

She blinked, and then scowled. "I have not betrayed you in anyway!"

"Are you sure? When you didn't tell me about there being one key and you were just going to come over here and not let me in, that was betrayal."

"It was not!"

"It was too. You betrayed the honesty between us. Remember when you broke into my office? You betrayed the trust between us."

She bit her lip. "B-but you never trusted me or believed in anything I said when we first met."

"How do you know? You think you know every partner so well that you know how they feel, or what goes through their minds?"

"Of course!"

I sigh. "Look, you need to learn to get past whatever happened to you in the past and move on."

"It's hard to move on when the one person you love betrays you!"

~*~*~(Sakura's P.O.V)

I didn't mean to blurt that out. It was just all the stress and then the things he just said . . . God, how can I be that stupid?

I frown some more when he adverted his gaze when I blurted that out, and I wondered why he did that.

"The love of your life betrayed you." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. A true statement. "Tsuchida Kiyo?"

I hid my surprise. How did he know? But it doesn't look like I hid my surprise very well because he answered the question as if he had read my mind.

"I had connected it to the way you shouted at him that you hate him and the way you burst into tears. You were vulnerable at that point, and now you are vulnerable again. I figured that he was the cause of it. Sorry."

I didn't know if he was sorry because I was emotionally hurt, or because he had figured it out. But I didn't care. Tears stung my eyes, and I knew I needed to get out of here.

"But Kinomoto" he said as I turned to walk away. I pause, but I wasn't looking at him. "I don't know the way he hurt you or why he even did it, but don't let whatever he did affect your career. Sooner or later Bennett might fire you for the way you are treating your co-workers, or he might stop giving you cases and demote you to secretary."

"I can handle it" I say harshly, but with the way my voice was cracking, it sounded cowardly. God, I need to get out of here! But I didn't want him to think that just because he figured a little piece of the whole story, that I was going to be friendly towards him. So I stayed there for a moment.

"Just because you know about that betrayal, doesn't mean I am going to be friendly towards you."

He was silent for a moment. "I don't expect you to."

I walked away and headed to my room. Hopefully, he doesn't make the connection between why I hate partners and the way Tsuchida betrayed me. He might assume that Tsuchida was my partner and my love, and then he did something horrible to betray me. But that isn't it. There is one more important piece missing to the puzzle in Li's head. A piece that I refused to mention. I pause at the doorframe of the connecting door between our room.

"Do you know what happened to Ki- Tsuchida after he was arrested?" I knew it was a stupid question. He wouldn't know.

But I was surprised when he answered, but he couldn't see my face because I wasn't facing him. "He was in jail for a couple of days before someone bailed him out. He is waiting for court so the judge can decide what to do with him."

"Is it possible that he can get prison time?"

"Not likely. There was no evidence of the drugs in the car or anywhere else. The only thing they'll be charged on is reckless driving, endangerment to pedestrians, and running away from the law. The highest he'll get in jail is 6 months, unless the judge gives him a probation officer and three years probation."

I bit my lip. Shit, I was in danger, I knew it. He would come for me, and the newspaper article about my 'marriage' to Li would definitely give him an advantage and he wouldn't stop until I was dead.

But I wouldn't tell that to Li. He doesn't need to know. If I tell him, he'll totally refuse the plan, he'll call Bennett about it, the plan will be rejected, and Bennett may go as far as kicking me off the case and force me into hiding.

No, I couldn't tell Li anything about it.

"Okay" I say, and I was appalled at how vulnerable I sounded.

Vulnerability is the reason why Tsuchida is after me, I thought angrily as I closed the door and then I crumpled to the ground as all my defenses fell. I put a hand to my mouth, trying to muffle my sobs, but I'm pretty sure Li heard it. God, after six damn years, I am still crying. After six years of my personality being changed so I can't allow anyone to get close to me the way Tsuchida did . . . Damn him, damn him to hell!

~*~*~(Third Person P.O.V: Hong Kong)

"How could he?!" The woman nearly yelled.

"Ling, you had gone to Paris for a period of time, thinking that your absence would make him realize what he was going to lose. He doesn't have to stay here."

Ling growled at her lawyer. "I don't care Olivia. If he isn't here, then I can't make him change his mind." She blinked but then smiled, and Olivia raised her eyebrow, wondering what her client had in mind.

"He'll have to come back, Xiao-Lang has to come back so he can-"

"Not gonna work" Olivia stated, already knowing what the long red-haired woman was thinking. "He had already done it. Now all you have to do is do the same."

Ling stomped her foot, her light-green eyes blazing with fury, as she looked at the older woman in front of her. "I can't do it. I'll lose everything I've worked so hard for!"

"Ling, Li is a ruthless man. He'll do anything to make sure you do it."

"This isn't fair!"

"If you hadn't done what you did, then you wouldn't be going through with this" said a voice at the door of the office.

Ling bit her lip. "I couldn't help it. It was fine at first, but when he wanted to be a PI . . . he told me he was going to continue the family business, and I hated that he wouldn't be getting enough money!"

"And that is your excuse?" The woman at the door stated as she walked in.

Ling sighed. "Okay, okay. I really do love him, mother, but-"

"He was willing to do anything for you, Ling, and you screwed up. Now you have to fix it."

"And how will I do that, mother? I have been trying-"

"Go to Tomoeda, Ling."

Olivia sighed, looking at Ling's mother. They shared a resemblance. Both had Light green eyes, straight hair . . . unfortunately, they also resemble the same mind.

"I will do no such thing!" Ling said.

"Yes you will, Ling. Yes you will. I am the one who worked to hard on this. Now I am telling you to go to Tomoeda and convince him. Fix this, Ling, or you will be disowned. What you did is unforgivable, even I am appalled at what you did. But I am not the one who needs to be convinced. Now you get your butt on a plane and go to Xiao-Lang." She was holding a folder in her arm, and Ling didn't notice until she handed it to her. "This has information of where he lives, where his job is at, if he is involved with anyone-"

"He is too noble for that" Ling said, with a hint of smugness.

"And you are lucky that you have that to your advantage."

Ling nodded her head and looked at Olivia. "Book me a flight to Tomoeda."

Olivia frowned. "I am not your secretary, Ling. I don't do such things."

"You shall do it, Olivia, because you are going with her" Ling's mother said. "Or you will be fired."

Mother and daughter left the office, and Olivia wanted to scream. For God's sake she was a lawyer! Not a secretary! She hated both women, and she felt sorry that Xiao-Lang had to endure that daughter for as long as he had. She felt for the young man, and tried to convince Ling to do it, but she is stubborn, and spoiled.

Now she has to go to Tomoeda and endure Ling's rants.

Damn it, she is literary going to be in the middle of a war-zone, and all she wants to do is go home and sleep.

Damn

AN: Heh, you guys are sooo going to hate my new character, Ling. Believe me. Even I dislike her. Soon you will read about her connection with Syaoran. As soon as my editor gives me feedback on chapter four, I'll post up that chapter. So please review. They give me inspiration. ^_~ And please, no flames. I'm very sensitive.