AN: Well, Lee finally gave me the corrections. And here is the chapter! Hehe, if any of you are true Linda Howard fans, you'll recognize a scene from one of her books in this chapter. I love her books, she writes so well!

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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. Oh, and just for this one chapter, the idea of one of the scenes and dialogue doesn't belong to me. I borrowed the idea from Linda Howard's 'Mr. Perfect'.

Murdering Angel

Chapter Four

(Sakura's P.O.V)

I rubbed my temples. I was getting a headache, I knew it. Two days into our false marriage, and I was already thinking that maybe I would just stay in bed when John Doe comes so he could kill me.

Believe me, anything was better than this.

I had just finished breakfast with Li, and we ended up in an argument. No surprise there. Once again, Mr. Big Shot corrected me, I got angry, I yelled an insult, he yelled back, etc. I suppose it started because of me, but there is no way in hell I am going to feel guilty. He knows I hate being corrected, but he does it anyways. And living with him hasn't been a picnic either. Nothing but fights, and insults, and working on the John Doe case. Bennett still hasn't done the article thing, but I guess he needs to make it as real as possible and needs to think his words wisely.

For his sake, it better not be too fluffy or mushy.

A knock on my door interrupts my thinking of ways of hurting Bennett if he makes the article any way mushy. I scowl, because there is only one other person in this house and that's Li.

What does he want? I ask myself as I get off my bed and walk over to the door that leads to the small hallway. I open the door and glare at him. He was wearing sweats and a white shirt, while I was wearing a lavender, knee-length nightgown, but I had my robe on so he couldn't see it.

"What?" I growl.

He glares at me. "Bennett" he says, and then leaves. When he says 'Bennett', that means Bennett called and wants to talk to us both. I run out of my room and down the stairs and into the living room.

"She's here" Li said.

"I got the article" Bennett's voice filled the room. That's when I realized that Li had put him on speaker phone.

"Can you read it to us?" I ask.

"Nope, it's gonna be a surprise."

I scowl. "It's not all lovey-dovey, is it?"

" . . . I don't think so . . ."

"When are you submitting it?" Li asked, before I can say anything.

"In a bit. But not today or tomorrow, because the article just said you guys got married two days ago. You guys should be on your honeymoon right now, so I'll wait a few more days before I tell the writers to print this in their newspaper."

"But won't it be a little too late? John Doe doesn't exactly have a pattern of the times he kills his victims."

"Hmm . . . well seeing that his last victim was just a few days ago . . . I'll change the date of your wedding and then I'll send it in two days. Is that okay?"

I frown; I wasn't okay with any of this, so I remained silent. Li didn't say a word either.

"Are you guys still there?"

"Yeah, we're here" I say.

"Then I guess two days is okay. But from now on, make public displays. Be affectionate towards each other, look like you are in love, not like two people who are about to kill each other."

"We won't need to be looking like we are about to kill each other because we will if we continue to live together" Li replied.

"Deal with it. Both of you are partners, and I am mostly telling you this, Kinomoto."

I growl. "Kiss my ass!" I snap.

"I'm used to your remarks, so that doesn't faze me, and I understand the way you act, so either way, say as many smart-ass things or insults as you want. I don't care."

I cross my arms, and glare at the phone.

"Tonight, both of you go out to dinner-"

"NO!" Me and Li shouted at the same time.

"Why not?"

"We-we . . . umm, we don't look all that happy about our marriage!" I blurt out. Hey, it is the truth.

There was silence for a moment. "Fine, but you guys have to go to the beach."

We blink. "Why?" We ask at the same time.

"Public Display. At least at the beach, you guys can hide in the shade or you guys could be sitting on towels and bake in the sun and you guys don't have to talk."

I sigh. He is right . . .

"What do you think?" Li asked me. I think for a moment. If we go to the beach, I can bake in the sun and not have to talk to him. Besides, today is a beautiful day and I do need a tan.

"I guess" I grumble.

(An Hour Later: Beach)

I sigh in bliss as the sun rays hit my body. I was wearing a pink, two-piece bathing suit and was laying down on one of my beach towels. I peek at Li with one eye and notice he is staring at something. He, too, was on a towel, but he was sitting up instead of down, and he was wearing green trunks and was bare-chested.

I get up on my elbows and see who he was looking at. It was that woman who I said needed to do a lot of work in order to get with Li. What was her name . . . Shelly? No, Shirley.

I hear Li curse as I lay back down. "What's wrong?" I ask.

"She saw me, and is now giving me flirty looks."

"Well, you were staring at her and-"

"No I wasn't. I was looking at the water. Just now, I notice her, the same time you saw her." He is silent for a moment. "She's coming over."

I close my eyes as I hear her begin to speak.

"Hi again. Remember me? I'm Shirley."

"Yeah, yeah, I remember."

I had to fight a grin. Li sounded so depressed and annoyed. I think I am starting to feel sorry for him.

"Really? I knew you would remember me!"

I nearly burst out with laughter at the way her tone held smugness. I'm a little surprised that she hasn't noticed me yet, and if she had, she probably thinks I am not with him because I am a couple of feet away from him.

"You are a little hard to forget."

"So I have been told. Hey, do you want to go and do something? We can go out to dinner, maybe a movie, a stroll through the park . . ."

I open my eyes, wanting to hear Li's response.

"I can't" was all he said.

"Why not?"

"Because I can't."

"But why not?"

"Because he is married!" I say as I sit up and look at her. She looks startled, and she doesn't look all that great in that black, two-piece bathing suit. It's too skimpy.

Li just looks shocked, but I merely ignore him as I stand up and walk closer. I sit down next to him and put my hand with my wedding ring on top of his hand with his wedding ring. I place my other elbow on top of his shoulder.

She looks at our hands and glowers. "He never mentioned marriage" she said in a tight voice.

"He didn't have to. He did tell you several times to back off, but since you aren't listening, I'll tell you: Back off. Don't mess with my man, or there'll be hell to pay."

Her jaw tightens, and I raise an eyebrow. We watch as she stomps off, and I smirk. I don't think she handles rejection so well . . .

"Why did you do that?" Li asks, and I turn to look at him. It was then that I notice his body. He has nice, broad shoulders, arms with muscles and biceps, toned abs. He isn't overly muscled, but he isn't scrawny either. He's . . . perfect.

I snap back to reality as he stares at me, and that's when I realized that I haven't given him an answer.

"She was getting annoying. I knew she wouldn't go away unless you had a solid reason, or, in this case, a solid relationship" I reply, trying to understand why I thought his body is 'perfect'.

Because it is, I think absently. I scowl and stood up to return to my towel. I lay back down and close my eyes, and try to shut out the thoughts of his body. "Besides, I owe you one with when Kiyo tried to stab me. I guess you could say we are now even."

A moment of silence passes by.

"I don't think you should wear that suit anymore" he says.

"Why not?"

"The sun was shining at an angle and . . ." He let the sentence trail off.

I persisted as I look at him. "And?"

"And I saw everything."

I blink, not understanding what he was talking about.

"Everything?" I question.

"Everything."

I blink again . . . and then pale. He couldn't possibly be talking about what I think he is talking about.

"Y-you mean . . ."

He wasn't looking at me, he was looking at the water, but he nodded; I could have damn near fainted right there! I glance at my bathing suit and mutter a curse, not knowing how I will look at him directly in the eye ever again knowing that he saw through my bathing suit!

~*~*~(Syaoran)

I try to swallow as I stare at the water. I may look composed on the outside, but inside I was shaking. I wasn't expecting to see Kinomoto's naked body, hell, she wasn't even naked! She was wearing that pink bathing suit, I shouldn't have been able to see anything more than her legs, stomach, arms and head!

Damn the sun and the way the sun rays beamed on her body. I wasn't going to say anything, but then decided to because she should know that that suit does reveal everything when the sun is at an angle.

I dared a glance at her, and she was staring at me with wide, mortified eyes, and she was pale.

"I just thought you should know for future purposes" I say.

She says nothing. My thoughts were reeling, trying to figure out what to say so this awkward silence could go away; but my mind couldn't process anything except her body! It shouldn't shock me so much to be thinking about her body; hell, I'm a man, it's expected. But this is Kinomoto we are talking about, and I never expected to see more than I should.

I didn't expect her to have a nice butt either, I think, and I'm surprised at my thought.

I hear a couple of noises and I look at her. She was wrapping the towel around her.

"I'll kill Tomoyo for making this" she muttered. "Do you know if anyone else saw?"

"I think I was the only one."

I blink with surprise when she blushed. This is the first time I have seen her blush. At least it brought a little color back to her pale face.

"I-I want to go . . . now."

I nod, not wanting her to be uncomfortable. Maybe if I made her angry . . .

"Well?!?" She demanded as she stood up, towel wrapped around her.

Screw that thought, she's already angry.

I stand up, grab the towel I was using, and we walked on the sand towards the parking lot. The sand was hot under my bare feet, and I suspect it was hot under her bare feet too. I glance at her, and she was looking around.

"I told you that no one but me saw" I say a little sharply.

She bit her lip. "Then how come a couple of guys are staring at me?"

I roll my eyes. "No one is staring at you."

"I'm a PI, I have sharp observing skills. I know if someone is looking at me!"

I sigh and glance around. My eyes narrow when my gaze landed a couple of guys; one sitting on a chair, another, several feet away from the other guy, sitting on a surf board. They were watching her with a look I couldn't describe from a distance.

Either way, I didn't like it.

Kinomoto was walking a few feet behind me, and I slow down my walk so she can come up next to me. I grab her hand so our fingers can intertwine.

She looks at me, startled. "What are you-"

"They are staring at you" I merely say, and I give the guys a glare. The one on the chair looked away, but the other looked a little interested at the fact that we were now holding hands. I frown at him, and then a thought struck me, a thought that ran a chill down my spine.

John Doe . . .

That could be him!

"Kinomoto, see the guy with sandy hair sitting on the surf board?" She nodded. "He looked more interested when I grabbed your hand, other than looking disappointed like another man would knowing that the girl that caught his eye is taken."

"So? What does that-" She pauses, and then her eyes grow wide as she looks at me. We were still walking, and I was no longer looking at him, but I could feel his gaze on us. "Do you think it's him?" She asked lowly, her tone businesslike.

"Could be. But we shouldn't let our minds wander."

She snorted. "Oh, I know that your mind will wander, now that you saw my breasts and ass."

I could feel my face heat up. Wow, it has been awhile since I blushed. "I'm a man, what do you expect?"

"I expect for you not to think about what you saw."

Now it was my turn to snort. "Yeah, like it's that simple. I can't control my thoughts."
"Even if you could, would you have not thought about it?"

I grin. Wow, it has also been awhile since I grinned. Damn, Kinomoto sure has some magic within her, because no one has ever been able to make me grin for a few years now. "Please, I would have thought about it as much as I could." I close my eyes and hum a sound of pleasure, pretending to remember when I saw her body. I open an eye and see her scowling at me.

"You pervert!" She exclaims and hits me with her free hand.

"Ow, that hurt." I mock pain. "You have quite a punch.."

She smiles smugly. "Duh! I'm a black belt."

My eyebrows rose. "Really? Did any siblings teach you how?"

She shook her head. "I have no siblings. I'm an only child. Since I was a little girl, I watched all the police men on TV and real life apprehend criminals and kick their asses if they don't do what they are told. Even in books, I preferred the killing, solving-a-mystery type. It was fun to try to figure out who was the murderer before they revealed it. When I was ten, I decided to go into law enforcement. I begged my father to put me into a martial arts class, wanting to know how to kick a criminal's ass. When I was fifteen, I was already practicing kick-boxing, judo, and karate. That was when I wanted to become a PI, seeing that it would be a little easier because I would be handed only one case at a time instead of being handed one case after another without solving them first."

I nodded, taking in this new information. "Similar to me. I had practiced martial arts since I was able to walk. They also taught me how to fight with a sword. I didn't really think I needed it, since I was the only heir to the family business, which didn't need any fighting skills."

"You're an only child too?"

"I wish! I have four sisters, all older than me, but more immature than me. They are all married now, and between them, I have a field of nieces and nephews. Anyways, I was already running the family business when I finished school which was when I was eighteen. My mother preferred giving me home-schooling" I added, to explain why I was eighteen and already running a family business rather than go to college. "I was already way ahead than students who go to Public or Private schools. It wasn't until I was twenty when I decided to become a PI. So, I got out of the family business and went ahead with becoming a PI."

"What's your family business?"

"Li Corps."

She blinked. "Wait, isn't that the biggest company in Hong Kong?"

I nod.

"Of course! I should have made the connection! You should be rich, shouldn't you? Or did your pay of money end when you left the business?"

"Nah. On the side, I still run the business."

"Then aren't you a billionaire?"

"Don't have to say it so loud" I mutter. And her eyes go wide.

"Oh my god! You are a billionaire!"

"Please don't say it loud."

"Wow, I am walking next to a billionaire." She paused. "That explains your arrogance."

I frown. "I am not arrogant."

She rolls her eyes. "So you say. You're spoiled too."

My frown turned into a scowl. "Coming from the woman who thinks she knows everything."

She glares at me. "What is that suppose to mean?" She snaps.

I glare back. "That you're spoiled!"

We reach the car, and I release her hand. We get in and I put the key in the ignition.

"I am not spoiled!" She growled. "I am not the one who is rich!"

"Oh, so because I have a lot of money, I am automatically spoiled?"

"Of course!"

"And how the hell do you know that I am spoiled?"

"Because all you rich types are spoiled."

I continue as we start driving away from the beach. There she goes again, thinking she knows everybody, even if she hasn't known the person long enough to make any judgments. That irritates me, but I refused to show it. That would only give her pleasure.

"I hadn't believed it when Bennett told me you were a pain in the ass; but now I know that you are."

She glowered. "I am not a pain in the ass!"

"Yes you are!"

"Okay then, if I'm a pain in the ass, then you are a pain in my ass!"

I smile evilly, as I drive out of the parking lot and into the street, knowing that my next statement will surely make her shut up. "Really? Good, I don't mind because you sure do have a pretty little ass."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her open her mouth in an automatic response to insult me back. But she clamped it shut as what I said sank in. I chuckle at my accomplishment and she crossed her arms and sat back on the seat, staring straight ahead.

Ahh, life is good . . .

~*~*~(Sakura's P.O.V: Next Day)

I bang my head against the table, hoping it will knock me out for . . . oh, I don't know, the rest of my life!!! Ever since yesterday, every time I say an insult, Li changes it all around so whatever he says back, it is a comment about my body. I hate the sun; I never hated it as much as I do now.

"So Kinomoto?" Li asked as I raise my head from the kitchen table to glare at him. I dare not answer that question. If I reply with a 'yes', he'll say I'm vain. If I say 'no', he'll laugh at me.

Yeah, well, he laughed anyways, and I wished he hadn't done that. That made him look almost human. I noticed that he grinned, smiled, and laughed much more often now.

But all that only happens when he irritates me, and it started happening when he saw everything of my body. Damn the sun!

"Oh come on, don't you agree with me that you have the prettiest butt in Japan?"

I wanted to kill him. I mean, I can if I wanted to. No witnesses, and no one will ever think I killed him.

"You irritate me" I growled. "So if I kill you, you'll know why."

He blinks, and then a smile appeared. "Ahh, now I see . . . You're on your period! PMS!"

"I am not on my period" I snap. "And even if I was, PMS is before having the period, idiot."

Li snorted. "Yeah, that's what you say. But if you ask any man, you'll hear differently."

I scoffed. "Like their experts."

"Kinomoto, the only experts are men. That's why men are so good at fighting wars; they learn 'Escape and Evade' at home."

At first I was angry, but now I'm just plain pisst.

And then his smile grew. "Know why they call it PMS?"

"Don't you dare" I threatened, not wanting to hear his joke.

"Because 'Mad Cow Disease' was already taken."

I shot up from my chair and jump over the table, wanting to knock him out of his chair and then strangle him; but I think he knew what I was going to do because once I reached his side, he had gone around the table and was now standing on the other side.

"Calm down" he said.

"Calm down my ass!" I shot him a glare when he opened his mouth. "If you say anything about my ass, I'll murder you."

"Okay . . . your breast are-"

I jumped over the table again and began to chase as he ran out of the kitchen.

"Come back here!" I nearly scream.

"Hell no" he yells back as he ran into the living room. I smirk because I had him cornered, but when I lunged at him, he ducked and ran out of the living room again. I gave chase again as he ran up the stairs. I was going to get him, no matter what!

He ran into his room and before his door fully closed, I rammed it open and he backed away, but was smirking.

"I hope you had funeral arrangements written in you're will" I growl as I stomp up to him.

"Actually, I did. It's great to be prepared."

I lunge again, but this time he caught my waist and we spun around before the back of my knees hit the bed and we fell on top of it. His face was red from all the running, but he was breathing normally, unlike me who was near panting. I put my hands on his shoulders in attempt to push him off but changed my mind and just let my hands rest there.

"I caught you" I say quietly.

"Actually, I'm the one who caught you" he replied; his expression blank.

"I know" I agree absently, being drawn into his amber eyes. I gulp, wanting desperately for him to get off, but at the same time not doing anything to make him get off. It confused me. My sudden awareness to his nice toned body made everything complicated for me. My mind kept shouting at me to do something, anything to get him off, but my mouth refused to utter anything.

And then a memory hit me:

I stared into his eyes, him not making any attempt to get off as we lay on the bed.

"I caught you" he whispered.

"I know" I agree absently.

"I love you."

I smile, happy that he finally said those words to me. "I love you too."

And his lips closed over mine . . .

All night long he kissed me . . .

Even when I protested . . .

No matter that he forced himself upon me . . .

No matter how much I yelled for him to stop . . .

He didn't stop, I wanted him to stop . . .

Kiyo raped me . . .

My breathing increases as the memory of that night came back. I close my eyes for a moment and I opened them, and look at Li . . . but it wasn't Li . . .

It was Kiyo.

I screamed.

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

I jump back and away from the bed as Kinomoto screamed.

"Kinomoto-"

"Don't hurt me anymore, please don't hurt me!" She screamed as she fell on to the floor. She hugged herself and tears streamed down her face. "I thought you loved me" she sobbed. "Why didn't you stop?"

I was confused, but that confusion wasn't as big as my concern.

"Kino-"

"Get away!" She screamed again when she saw me get closer. I froze, not wanting to scare her more than what she already was. But I don't think she recognizes me because her eyes must be blurry do to all the tears.

But I needed to know what was wrong, so I took another step and she backed herself against the bed.

"I'm not going to hurt you" I say softly as I kneel in front of her.

"Y-you already h-hurt m-me" she cried as she closed her eyes and bowed her head. My concern grew to worry. God, I hated it when she cried . . .

I gently put my hands on her shoulders and her head shot up. "Don't hurt me!" She began to fight back, clawing at my hands that were trying to hold control over her shoulders.

"Kinomoto- stop it. I am not going to hurt you!"

"LIAR!"

"I'm not lying, whoever it is you are seeing is not real! I am not going to hurt you, damn it; stop struggling!" I grabbed hold of her wrists. "STOP IT!!"

She suddenly stopped, and I didn't know whether it was because I yelled and frightened her, or because she recognized my voice.

Her eyes opened, and before I can say anything, she lunged herself at me, hugging me; I knew right then that she had recognized my voice. Knowing that she was frightened, I did nothing except hug her back.

"I t-thought you were him" I heard her say. From the sound of her voice, I knew she was still crying.

"Who did you think I was?" I whisper, rubbing my hand up and down her back.

"He didn't stop" she whimpered. "I told him to stop, but he didn't stop."

"Who didn't stop?"

"K-Kiyo."

I frown, not liking what I was thinking. "What did Tsuchida do?" I ask, to see if I was wrong or right about my assumption.

"He raped me" she whispered. "He said he loved me, but then he raped me . . . he said it, and he raped me . . . he raped me . . ."

Anger filled me. Damn it, she was hurt in more ways than one. When she said that Tsuchida had betrayed her, I thought it was something simple, like cheating.

I didn't even think that he had raped her.

"How old were you, Kinomoto?"

She sniffled. "I was only 17."

I knew that if Tsuchida were here, I would have killed him. Only seventeen and she was raped by someone she loved.

I rocked her back and forth, soothing her, and I glanced at the clock. It read 1:30 PM. I was suppose to go to victim number twelve's house to see the evidence because apparently John Doe did the same thing with the pictures like he did with Victim number eleven.

But soothing Kinomoto was more important than seeing evidence.

(Next Day)

I open the door as the bell continued to ring. I roll my eyes.

"What do you want?" I growl.

"Jeez, hello to you too" Hiiragazawa said. I noticed Daidouji standing next to him, and they were holding hands. "Where's Sakura?"

"In her room." I scowled. "And she told me about Tsuchida raping her."

They blinked, obviously surprised. "Wow, she hasn't said that to anyone except me and Eriol" Daidouji replied. "Is she okay?"

I snorted. "She's more than okay. She's been insulting me all day." I sigh. "It seems that every time she reveals something that makes her vulnerable, she puts up her barriers full force and insults me."

"Do you insult her back?"

"Of course, it's the only way for her to forget that she ever told me about her being raped. It would be awkward for the both of us if we didn't carry on the way we were, and it might ruin our marriage image."

"Speaking of your marriage." Hiiragazawa reached behind him and held out a newspaper. I grab it and glanced around the page. It was one of those pages where they mention marriages, and our marriage turned out to be the biggest article. I quickly read through it, and I growl.

"Damn it, it's too . . . mushy"

"What's too mushy?" Came a voice behind me.

I glance back, and I smirked. "Oh, nothing Kinomoto. Forget I said that. Here, Bennett put through the article about our marriage."

Kinomoto immediately swiped it out of my hands and I intently watched her face, wanting to see her reaction.

" 'On August 15, four weeks ago, Ms. Kinomoto Sakura and Mr. Li Syaoran married in a private ceremony" Kinomoto read out loud. "They had gone to Hawaii for their honeymoon and had returned five days ago. They have been spotted having midnight strolls through the park, quiet dinners on the beach, and have been caught kissing more times than people can count. They hold hands everywhere and one doesn't leave the other alone. They have even been caught saying 'I love you' several times in one day. After being asked, they said that no more than 100 people joined the ceremony. They said they had spoke their own vows and that the bride had shed tears as Li said his vows. The honeymoon was 'something I will never forget' said the new Mrs. Li. 'It felt wonderful to fall asleep next to my husband and then wake up in his arms in the morning. And it will become a tradition that will continue for the next fifty years.' When asked if they will have kids, Mrs. Li stated that they wanted to wait a year, but if an unplanned pregnancy occurred, they will be proud as ever to start a new Li generation. 'Having my husband's child will be something glorious, and I'll love him even more.'"

Kinomoto looked shocked. "I told him I didn't want it all lovey-dovey!"

I snorted. "Yeah, like he'll listen to you."

"Of course he listens to me! He listens when I say 'kiss my ass'!"

"He probably imagines himself kissing your ass, that's why he doesn't say anything. Remember, it's the prettiest, and sweetest, ass in this town, probably the country!"

I nearly laugh at the way she grew red. Whether it was from embarrassment or anger, I do not know.

"I told you to stop talking about my ass!"

"Why? After what I saw, I have to talk about it."

"What?!" I turned around to look at who said that, and that was when I remembered that Daidouji and Hiiragazawa were still standing there . . . and they were gaping. "What did you see?" Daidouji asked.

Before I can answer, Kinomoto yelled. "Everything! He saw everything! I wore that pink suit and the sun made it transparent! I was actually wearing something, but Li saw my ass and breasts anyways! I might as well have gone to the beach naked!"

Daidouji and Hiiragazawa were silent for a moment . . . and then burst out laughing.

"It's not funny!" Kinomoto yelled again.

"Y-yes it is" Daidouji laughed. "It's just that we never thought that Li would see you naked!"

"But I wasn't naked!"

I merely smirk as I lean against the door frame. I would never let this go, because as soon as this case is over, me and Kinomoto will never be partners again. So I'll just bug her about what I saw until we catch John Doe. After all, she didn't intend for me to see anything-

The same way she didn't intend for Tsuchida to see her naked . . .

I frown. I wondered for a brief moment if Tsuchida read the article. I hope he did. It would show that Kinomoto had moved passed him raping her. But what if he actually came here to remind both me and Kinomoto that he was the first person to ever have sex with Kinomoto? And what if he came while I was gone and Kinomoto had to face him alone?

I blink as something that I recognize as male protectiveness took over my body. But that usually happens when a man wants to protect a female that he cares about. But I don't care about Kinomoto. I only held her through the weeping when she revealed Tsuchida raped her because it was a very sensitive topic

So why do I feel a little protective of her?

Because of the case, I think to myself. Yeah, that's it! Kinomoto is vital to the case, and if Tsuchida came, he might open a few wounds, and we don't want her to look sad when we go out. We have to act blissfully happy, or John Doe will suspect we are having troubles and won't come after her. Yup, that's the reason, nothing more.

~*~*~(Third Person P.O.V: Japan Airport)

Ling waited for her suitcase at the baggage claim. She glanced at Olivia. "Did you get the directions?"

Olivia nodded, but she look awfully tired. "Yes. And I called a taxi to take us there."

Ling scoffed. "A taxi . . . I used to ride in limos, and now I have been reduced to taxis. Damn it, I shouldn't have drank that night!"

Olivia rolled her eyes, not wanting to comment on it or try to comfort her client, because Ling was nothing but spoiled. Hell, she should be grateful she's going to ride in taxis, instead of walking.

"Finally" Ling exclaimed as she reached for her suitcase. Olivia did the same to grab her own suitcase. They walked out of the airport and Ling scowled when she saw the taxi waiting for them. "This is nothing fancy!" Ling complained as she put down her suitcase and stood there. Olivia was confused, and wondered if Ling was standing there in protest to riding in the car.

"Why are you standing there?" She finally asked.

"Well, I can't exactly put the suitcase into the trunk, now can I?"

Olivia groaned as she walked to the trunk and opened it to put in her suitcase.

"You mean we have to put it in ourselves?" Ling asked, obviously shocked. Olivia grabbed Ling's suitcase and put it into the trunk and then closed it. She walked to the side and opened the door, and when she was about to slide in, Ling moved passed her and got inside. It was then that Olivia remembered that Ling was used to people opening doors for her. Olivia sighed and got in. She closed the door and leaned forward. "To Mr. Li Syaoran's apartment" she stated, and rattled off the address. The driver nodded and then began to drive to their destination.

Olivia looked at Ling, and saw the folder containing information on Syaoran sitting on her lap. Ling was apparently studying it. "So he actually became a PI" Ling said, disgust in her voice. "And it says here he lives in a dingy two bedroom apartment. Why would he need two rooms? When I'm with him, we won't need the extra bedroom because I'll be with him."

"What makes you so sure?"

Ling gave a smug look. "Look at me? Light green eyes, red hair . . . I'm a man's dream! Nobody has more beautiful eyes than mine, and nobody has a better body than mine."

But I'm sure someone has a better personality than yours, Olivia thought.

"Xiao-Lang will welcome me back with open arms, and he'll be begging for my forgiveness."

"He'll beg for your forgiveness?!" Olivia asked in disbelief.

"Of course! He'll beg after doing this."

"You should be begging him!"

Ling snorted. "Olivia, I never beg, and I shouldn't have to."

Olivia sighed, and again wondered how Syaoran survived her client's rude and arrogant personality. And she was glad that Syaoran had finally saw past the blinds and saw Ling's true nature.

AN: Heh, this chapter was extremely fun to write, except the part about Sakura being raped. And what I enjoy most is the fact that I am not actually following a timeline, which makes writing this story easier, at least with me.

Please review? Pretty please? With a cherry on top? And I promise that a new chapter will come out soon . . . but only if I get nice reviews and no flames. Arigato!