AN: My computer is really starting to irritate me. I could have uploaded this yesterday, but no, my computer would not turn on. *glares at computer* If I wasn't on it at this very minute, I would have destroyed it. *smiles* But . . . it finally turned on for me today and now you guys get a new chapter!

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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

Murdering Angel

Chapter Seven

(Syaoran's P.O.V: 9:30 AM)

I glare at the door, knowing Kinomoto is doing this on purpose. I bang on the door.

"Damn it, Kinomoto, you have your own bathroom!"

"The shower's broken" came her reply through the door.

"I don't care! You've been in there for almost an hour! Get out of there so I can take my own shower!"

"Kiss my ass."

I growl. It's times like this I wish I hadn't said that we needed to live under the same roof two weeks ago at the mall. Then maybe none of this would be happening. And I had a feeling that she is in there just to irritate me; I guess it's payback for all the times I irritate her.

But that is no excuse for her to stay in my bathroom for almost an hour!

"Fine! I'll ram the door down!" I take a few steps back, get into position, and run forward.

My eyes widened as the door suddenly opens. With no door to stop me, I couldn't stop. I briefly hear a giggle before I tripped over the tub's edge and I noticed it was still filled with water before I fell in. Since I didn't breath in a gulp of air, I sputtered and cough as I sat up, my head and hair all wet. I opened my eyes as I sit in the water-filled tub. My legs were hanging over the edge, and they were the only part dry. I was quite glad that I was still in my sweats and T-shirt that I sleep in. But I wasn't glad that my whole upper body was wet. I can feel my wet bangs sticking to my forehead.

I glare at Kinomoto, who was busy laughing. She was wearing her pink, fuzzy robe, and she was holding on to her stomach.

"T-That's what you get f-for being i-impatient" she got out as she leaned against the wall next to the door.

"This isn't funny" I growl as I rub my wet face.

"Yes it is!"

After much struggle, I manage to get out of the tub and stand in the middle of the bathroom. I look down at myself and frown as my legs start getting wet. I then look at Kinomoto and I see her walking towards the door. I swiftly move to the door and close it before she can leave.

"Oh no, You are not going to escape."

She took a step back as I took a step forward.

"Don't do something that you might regret Li" she warned.

"Oh, I won't."

She yelled out as I grab her and lift her into my arms. She struggled as I walk over to the tub.

"I think it's time for your second shower" I say, and drop her into the tub. I cross my arms and smirk as her head popped out from under the water and she sat up and sputtered.

"You . . . you son of a bitch" she growled and she rubbed her face and then glared at me. She's wet from head to toe, and I briefly wonder how heavy that robe of hers is going to be now that it's wet.

"That's what you get for laughing" I say smugly.

"Then I guess it's time for your second bath" she replies, and before I can say or do anything, she grabbed my hand and pulled me into the tub. I, once again, landed on my ass in the tub as the water splashed around me. Luckily, this time my head didn't go under water.

"Why you little-"

"You deserved it" she retorted.

"You know, I could have landed on your legs and broken them."

"That's why I moved them before you fell on your ass."

I glare at her. "You started all this!"

"I did not! You did by banging on the door."

"Well I wouldn't have banged on the door if you didn't walk into the bathroom just before I did. And this is my bathroom!"

"Your bathroom my ass! We had never claimed any of these bathrooms as our own!"

"I think we did when you put pink stuff in your bathroom and I put normal stuff in this bathroom!"

She glowered. "Are you saying that I am not normal?!"

"I never said that."

"No, but that is what you meant!"

I growl with frustration, knowing that Kinomoto is not going to pay attention to any excuses I make. I then sigh, trying to control myself, and look at her. She looked back at me with a scowl. I didn't want to get into an argument so I knew I have to calm her down. I noticed that I was sitting right in the middle of the tub, and she was on the right. Because of where I was sitting, our faces were just inches away.

"Kinomoto, I never said, or meant to say, that you weren't normal" I say, holding myself back from actually yelling it out to her.

She raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, right."

I sigh. "It's the truth."

Her eyebrows furrowed together. "Whatever."

I say nothing to that as I stare at her, paying more attention to how close our faces are rather than another word to say. I never realized it before, but her eyes were . . . memorizing. The only other eyes I thought were beautiful were Ling's. But Kinomoto's eyes were more than beautiful. They're . . . perfect. Before I can stop myself, or before I can do anything, I leaned forward and brushed my lips against hers. I pulled back to look at her expression. Her eyes were wide, but she didn't slap me or yell at me. She just sat there, not inching away.

I knew I should have just apologized and got out of the bathtub and just forget this whole thing ever happened. I knew that I should make up a lie for that little kiss and just move on with life. My brain kept telling me to control myself.

But I couldn't. Something else, most likely my attraction, made me lean forward again, and press my lips against hers once more. I lifted my hands and placed them on either side of her delicate face, parting her lips so the kiss can deepen. I felt her hands snake around my wrists, but she didn't pull my hands away. She only tightened her grip; as if making my hands stay where they are. I heard her moan lowly as the rest of the world fazed away. Her lips were soft, softer than I expected. Not only that, but her lips had looked tiny. I would have believed that my lips would ravish hers. But . . . our lips are a perfect fit. Very prefect.

"Sakura I-"

I pulled away from Kinomoto as fast as I can and snap my head toward the bathroom door. Daidouji stood there, looking at us with shock and what looked like a hint of amusement.

"T-Tomoyo?" I hear Kinomoto stutter. "Um . . . what you just saw-"

"It isn't what you think" I immediately say.

"Exactly. We were- I mean, he was . . ."

Daidouji raised a single eyebrow. "He was what? Giving you CPR? Wow, I never thought CPR can be performed while the person is still breathing."

I run a hand through my hair. Damn my attraction. I had thought I was able to control it. Yeah, well, I guess I was wrong.

"I won't tell a single soul" Daidouji spoke up.

"Except Eriol" Kinomoto muttered. "And probably the whole building."

I bang my head against the tile wall.

"What are you doing here, Daidouji?" I ask, trying to change the subject.

"Hmm . . . Sakura has an appointment today to have a fitting."

"At a professional's place?"

"No. I am going to do the fitting. I'm making her a dress for the party."

My eyebrows furrowed together as I glance at Kinomoto, who sighed.

"What party?"

"The party for Thursday night."

I frown; Thursday is just four days away, how come I never heard about it?

"It's our friends' engagement party, Mihara Chiharu and Takashi Yamazaki" Daidouji said at the baffle expression I know I have on my face. "It's going to be held in a ballroom of a fancy hotel. I'm surprised Sakura hasn't told you anything about it."

I look at Kinomoto as she crossed her arms. She raised her chin up.

"Because I know that Li would have wanted to come along."

I snorted. "What gave you the idea that I would want to go?"

She blinked and then eyed me. "You . . . weren't going to tag along?"

I merely shook my head. "Why should I?"

I couldn't exactly describe her expression, but if I had to decide, it would have to be confusion.

"But, of course, now that I know you don't want me to tag along, I'll be more than happy to go with you."

She glowered. "You are going to go on purpose just to annoy me?!?"
"Of course!"

Daidouji coughed, drawing our attention back to her.

"Umm, you guys do realize that you are still in the tub, right?"

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

I stood in my room, Tomoyo putting pins into the fabric that I have on. I look at myself in the mirror. The farthest Tomoyo has done with the dress is the body part; it had no sleeves or straps yet and she still hadn't decided how long she wants it to be. I sigh, thinking how long Tomoyo has been making dresses for me. At first, when we were little kids, she practically made my whole wardrobe. But, luckily, as time went by, she gradually went from making everything I wear to just making dresses.

My thoughts then drift to Li . . . and how he kissed me. I close my eyes, remembering how his lips felt on mine. My God, the shock I felt when he actually brushed his lips against mine. I couldn't move when he had pulled away, it was as if something made me stay there, to wait for his next kiss.

I snap my eyes open, horrified. I shouldn't be remembering, I should be forgetting as if that kiss had never happened. I mean, a kiss can have disastrous results. Especially when, on my side, attraction is involved.

"Sakura?" Tomoyo's soft voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Hmm?"

"Have you guys seen Numi since that night?"

I had told Tomoyo about our little incident on our way to the mall two weeks ago. She was just as shocked as everybody else was to learn that Li is married.

I frown. "No, and now I am curious. From what Li told me, Numi should have been hanging around trying to convince Li to stay with her."

Tomoyo stood up and examined what she has done so far.

"Hmm, long sleeves would be perfect . . ." she mumbled to herself. She then looked at me. "Would it bother you if she, indeed, came around very often trying to convince Li?"

I snort. "Of course it would! It would be so annoying and-"

"No, I mean, would it bother you if Numi hanged around Li . . . in general."

At my confused look, she continued. "I mean, Numi is Li's first love and wife. A first love is usually hard to forget, even when difficult times had forced them to drift apart. And sometimes people can forgive mistakes because that person was a first love."

Tomoyo, nor anybody else, knows about what Li had told me. So, of course, Tomoyo only believes the divorce is caused by Numi's affairs.

But I still didn't understand what Tomoyo was talking about so I continued to look baffled. She shook her head.

"Never mind."

A knock on the door interrupted us. Tomoyo walked over to the door and opened it. I couldn't contain the slight blush that I knew appeared on my cheeks when the door being opened revealed Li.

"Bennett finally got the names of the people in the restaurant" he stated. I brushed aside any personal feelings and went into professional mode.

"Well it's about time. Is Bennett here?"

"Yup, waiting downstairs."

"Okay, then leave, so I can get out of this."

"Why? It outlines your ass beautifully."

I crossed my arms and turn to fully look at him, so I can stare at him directly in his eyes. But I knew the real reason was because I wanted to hide my ass from his view. "I thought you would stop making comments about my ass."

"I never said I would. And I thought you would never be bothered by my comments."

"I'm not bothered" I snap.

"Then why are you getting angry?"

I clenched my fists. "Get out!"

He started laughing as he began to walk away. I stomp my foot as Tomoyo closed the door. But then I groaned as I realized something.

"Damn it, he is doing it again" I mutter.

"What do you mean?" Tomoyo asked.

"Every time something personal happens between us, like something from our pasts is revealed, he tends to insult me or annoy me in order to make us forget about whatever personal thing happened between us. I guess it's his way of telling me that he wants us not to talk about it ever again." I sighed. "He wants us to forget about our kiss."

Tomoyo nodded with understanding.

"Hurry and take this off before they start talking without me."

(Several minutes later: Downstairs)

I make myself comfortable on the couch, now wearing a pair of shorts and a white T-shirt. Li sat on the other end of the couch as Tomoyo sat on the other couch with Bennett. I was slightly confused at the fact that I was sitting only a couple of feet away from Li and I wasn't blushing like an idiot. I suppose it's because he is acting so remote, as if the kiss had no effect over him. I didn't want to act as if the kiss effected me too.

Not that it effected me in the first place.

Bennett had an envelope in his hands, which I believe held the list of people who went to the Crystal Star restaurant the day Numi had decided to shout to the whole world about our marriage being a fraud. I still wasn't over the fact that she got to slap Li, and after hearing about what she did to Li's baby, I wanted to kick her ass.

"What took so long in getting the names?" I ask.

"The waitress couldn't remember all the people, so I had to go to the manager and ask him to print me out a list of the receipts that they had of that night. That kinda took a while." He opened the envelope and slipped out a few pieces of paper. "After showing the list to the waitress, she was able to indicate who had left in an angry or upsetting mood; we had marked those people with the highlighter ."

He gave the papers to me and Li. I grimaced; about half the people were highlighted. This is not going to be easy.

The doorbell rang and I stood up to get it. I opened the door and nearly slammed it shut. This is not a good day.

"What in hell do you want?" I snarled.

Numi stood there, with a posture that was suppose to show dominance. All it did was make her look stupid.

"I am looking for my husband."

"Sign the divorce papers and I'll no longer be your husband" came Li's voice from next to me.

Numi pursed her lips. "I had thought . . . you came to your senses."

I rolled my eyes. Dear God this woman still has hope for something that isn't going to happen.

"And I thought you came to your senses" Li retorted as he gently pulled me back with his arm. I wasn't about to struggle. This is his battle, not mine.

"Damn it, Xiao-Lang, can't you just forget the damn past?"

"That'll be the day when you stop being a bitch and stop loving money more than me. In other words, never."

Numi's lips turned into a thin line. "I apologized-"

"And that isn't going to do shit. It won't make me forgive you, it won't stop the world from spinning, and it won't change the past. So stop trying."

"Xiao-Lang I am not going to stop trying to get you back."

"Leave Ling and leave me alone."

"Never."

"You have no choice."

I watched as Li slammed the door. I walk slowly to his side. "You okay?" I ask softly.

He shook his head as he turned around. "I'll never be okay with this until it's over" he stated softly as he walked back to the living room. I stayed there for a moment before following.

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

Ling growled and turned around, walking away from the house. But then she halted when someone walked in front of her. She was not in a good mood, so she didn't bother to be polite, not that she was ever polite in the first place.

"Out of my way" she ordered.

"Don't you have manners?" The man said.

"Yes, but not when it comes to people who just get in front of me."

"I heard Li is trying to divorce you."

Ling flushed with humiliation. A man was divorcing her, which would definitely cause people to laugh.

"And that you are begging for him to come back" he continued with amusement in his voice.

"I don't beg" Ling stated in a tight voice.

He shrugged. "Don't be so humiliated. I believe I can be of service to you in getting him back."

Ling crossed her arms. "Why would you want to help me?"

"Because he is in my way. Don't ask for an elaboration. Just know that I am willing to help you in getting him."

Ling narrowed her eyes, not knowing if she should trust this man. But if he is willing to help . . .

"I'll be in charge of what we are going to do" Ling stated.

The man merely shrugged. "Okay with me, as long as you tell me your name."

"Li Ling" she stated as she raised her hand for him to kiss it.

A slow smile appeared on his lips as he grabbed her hand. "Tsuchida Kiyo" he introduced himself before kissing her hand. "With my help, Li is going to be yours."

Ling smirked. "He is mine, and he'll always be mine."

~*~*~(First Person P.O.V: Sakura: Tuesday)

I tilt my head a little as I wait for the woman in front of me to find what she is looking for. I was getting restless, wanting to return to where Li sat in the booth in this Ice-cream parlor. We were once again discussing John Doe, and what we were going to do. There was still no sign of what our little scheme did to John Doe's M.O's, but it must have provoked him somehow. It never took long for him to kill a victim. I knew he knew what me and Li did, hell, the whole town knows. I bet even people who hate gossip know what we did.

"Damn, this is taking forever" I mutter under my breath.

"No kidding" came a voice behind me. I glance back. It was a man, around my age, with hair lighter than Li's and eyes darker than Li's. "All I want is an ice-cream."

"I just want a banana split" I reply.

"What exactly is that woman looking for?"

I shrug. "Do not know."

"Look , I don't care what she is looking for, just as long as she finds it" came another exasperated voice behind the man. This one was a male around his late twenties, with blond hair and pale blue eyes.

I slightly smile at him. "If you said it any louder, she probably would have heard you."

The blond man merely shrugged, and I peered at him. He looked familiar.

Surfboard.

The single word reminded me that he was the guy at the beach, the one who was looking at me. But he had looked away when Li grabbed my hand.

"Anyways, seeing that we are going to be here for a while, we might as well get to know each other. I'm Kobyashi Ryuji" the blond one stated.

"Tatsumi Kodai" the other one said.

They looked at me expectantly.

"Kinomoto Sakura" I say.

Kobyashi grinned. "I have heard talk about you. Something about marrying an old man who had six other wives and almost twenty children."

I blinked. Wow, was that what people were saying?

"That's . . . bazaar!" Was all I can say.

Tatsumi only nodded. "I didn't really believe it. But there was some more talk about you being undercover. Is that one true?"

I knew I couldn't say stuff like that. Gossip is one thing, confirming the gossip is another.

"I am not obligated to speak about cases. Sorry."

They shook their heads, brushing aside my apology.

"Don't worry about it. Ah! She is leaving!" I turn back around, seeing the old woman leave. I walk up to the counter, ordered two banana splits, and waited for a few minutes before they gave me two crystal plates that were made especially for banana splits.

"See you around" Tatsumi and Kobyashi said as I headed towards my table. I only flash them a smile before hurrying over to Li. I place the banana splits on the table and sit down.

"That took long enough" Li scoffed. I scowl.

"Sorry, Mr. Arrogant-beast-of-a-man, but the line was held off by an old woman."

"I told you we shouldn't have come here."

"Oh shut up and eat your damn banana split." I raised my chin. "And I made sure they put enough chocolate syrup to make your throat dry."

He merely smiled. "Why thank you!"

I blink.

"You see, I have a weakness for chocolate, and I, too, like to make sure they put a lot of the chocolate syrup on ice-cream or banana splits."

My jaw fell.

"So, who were the guys you were talking to?" He asked casually, but his eyes flickered with an emotion I was not able to read.

"Tatsumi Kodai and Kobyashi Ryuji. They-"

"Repeat their names?"

I frown. "Tatsumi Kodai and Kobyashi Ryuji."

He began to go over the papers that were scattered on the table before picking up the list of the people who were in the Crystal Star restaurant. He looked over the names, and then cursed.

"What's wrong?" I asked, a little wary.

He merely looked at me and then turned the paper over so I can see the names. I glance at the names and then my eyes widened.

Right in the middle of the page were their names.

And they were highlighted.

"Damn" I whisper as he placed the paper back on the table.

"You didn't accidentally say anything about-"

"Only my name. They did ask about me being undercover, but I told them I wasn't allowed to say stuff like that."

He nodded. "They aren't here anymore" he stated. I glanced back at the line, and indeed they were gone.

"We ever see them again, we can't answer or say anything that is personal."

I nodded, a chill running down my spine. Now we have three potential suspects, if we include the Sandy-haired man, who we still don't know the name of.

And we still have half the town to check out for more suspects.

It's times like these I hate being a PI.

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

I always hated fancy parties, mainly because I hated wearing Tux's, and now I have to wear one to this party. I wasn't really planning on going to this party at all. I only said I would so I could annoy Kinomoto. But then when Bennett stated that this party might have a few guests who were highlighted on our list, it became clear I had no choice but to go.

I was busy doing battle with my bow-tie when Kinomoto walked into my room. I glanced at her through the mirror and she looked like she was trying not to laugh.

"Can't do your bow-tie?"

I growl. "Stupid thing. They should make it easy for us to tie."

Kinomoto shook her head and walked forward. "It is easy."

I scoff. "Whatever." She turned me around and began to do my bow. I frown as she did it with expertise. "How come you could do it?"

"Because it's easy" she stated, her concentration on the bow. I watched as she tugged on the edges until it became perfect. She stepped back to inspect it. "There" she said with smugness.

I roll my eyes. But then my eyes land on what she wore. It was white and it reached the ground. It had long sleeves, deliberately longer than her arms and hands, and there was a slit starting from the front of her wrist while the back of her hand was covered by the material which ended in a diamond shape. It had a square collar, and she wore a necklace with an emerald pendant hanging from the chain.

"You'll draw attention" I say before I can stop myself.

She blinked but then shrugged. "Complain to Tomoyo. She made it." She walked by me to look at herself in the mirror. I scowl as I look at her back. The back of her dress ended at her waist, also in a diamond shape, and it left her back bare. And even though her hair is down, it only reaches the shoulders, so it won't cover anything. Oh yes, she was going to draw attention.

And I didn't like it one bit.

"Complain to Tomoyo" Kinomoto stated. I look at her through the mirror and saw that she was staring at me. I guess she knew what I was thinking.

"Kinomoto, don't you think a few heads will turn once they see you? Don't you think that maybe John Doe will turn his head when he sees you? You shouldn't draw attention-"

"Complain to Tomoyo" Kinomoto repeated as she turned to look at me. "Eriol and Tomoyo are waiting downstairs, so move your ass."

I grinned as she began to walk away. "Nah, I kinda like watching you move your own ass."

She sent me an annoyed look over her shoulder before leaving the room. I guess she wasn't so okay with my comments like she had told me.

God that woman is unique. I never met anyone like her. At first, I didn't like her at all because of her personality, but then . . . I don't know when, but her personality no longer bothered me, because it suited her. And it's explained by her past. I don't know if I'll be disappointed or not once this case is over and she'll no longer be my partner.

"Li! Hurry up!" Kinomoto yelled from downstairs. I sigh as I grab my dinner jacket and leave the room.

(Hotel: Ballroom: 7:30 PM.)

The limo Hiiragazawa rented for all us stopped in front of the luxurious hotel. I open the door, get out, and then hold out my hand for Kinomoto. She grabbed it and stepped out looking at the hotel. I release her hand so I can do the same with Daidouji. I stepped away from the door when Hiiragazawa came out. He had a look of hurt.

"Why didn't you hold out your hand for me?" He asked with mock hurt.

I snort. "Because I am a gentleman until it comes to you."

He grinned as he walked forward, taking Daidouji's hand into his arm. We walked up the stairs and into the hotel.

"Now let's see . . . the ballroom is at the right" Hiiragazawa muttered as we all followed him. He had better know where is going, because if we get lost, I won't hesitate to hurt him.

We reached these big doors; one was open and we saw people eating and dancing inside. We entered and the waiter next to the door bowed as we walked inside.

"Sakura! Tomoyo!"

I look to my left and see this woman who looked as tall as Kinomoto run towards us. Her hair was red and it was done in a bun. She reached Kinomoto and Daidouji and hugged both of them, smiling. She then reached Hiiragazawa. "Well hello, Eriol. Are you taking good care of our Tomoyo?"

"How can you doubt me?" Eriol questioned with a grin.

"I don't doubt you, I am just making sure" the woman stated and then hugged him. She then stepped back and looked at me. She tilted her head. "I don't think we've met. I'm Mihara Chiharu."

"Li Syaoran."

She blinked and then eyed me. "I heard you and Sakura were working undercover to capture the cop killer. Is it true? Or did you really commit bigamy?"

"Undercover" I stated lowly, so only she can hear. I then sighed. "My real wife ruined it all."

She crossed her arms. "You don't sound to happy about your wife."

"You have no idea."

She glanced at Kinomoto before a man appeared next to her. He looked at Mihara with love in his eyes before looking at us.

"Sakura, Tomoyo, Eriol, you made it! I didn't think you would come!"

"We would never miss something like this" Daidouji stated. He then looked at me and gave me a questioning look.

"Yamazaki" Mihara stated "this is Li Syaoran. And yes, they were undercover. Li, this is my fiance, Takashi Yamazaki."

I nodded at him and he did the same.

"Chiharu!" Came a voice. Up came a stunning woman, with long dark blond hair, and very dark blue eyes. She wore a long red dress, strapless, and there were two slits on both side.

"Oh, hello, Lin" Mihara stated, but her voice was emotionless. This 'Lin' looked at me and then glanced at Mihara, who sighed.

"Li, this is Tokumatsu Lin, Eriol's secretary."

I glance at Hiiragazawa who nodded to confirm it. I also saw Daidouji's face, and she looked angry. I then looked back at Tokumatsu, who had a smile on her face.

"Hello Li" she said softly. "It's nice to meet you."

I didn't know how to respond to this woman. I am only use to two different types of women: Flirty and seductive (99.9% of the women I met) or rude and tough ( .1% . . . in other words, Kinomoto.) But this woman seemed neither.

So I merely nodded. She tilted her head, and had an expression of confusion for a split second before some guy came over, took her by the arm, and slowly guided her to the dance floor. She gave me a smile before going off with the man.

"Don't let her games fool you" Kinomoto muttered. "She is just like that woman, Shirley something. Only that Tokumatsu tends to be all sweet and innocent as her ploy to drag you and other men into her web."

I can only assume that Tokumatsu tried to get with Hiiragazawa, and therefore explains why Daidouji looked angry.

Mihara then clasped her hands. "Well, Tomoyo, you must sing for us! We all want you to sing."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Chiharu, but my throat is a little sore. I think I am catching a cold."

Mihara's face fell, before brightening up again. "Then Sakura you must do the honors! You are as good as Tomoyo!"

I look at Kinomoto. I never heard her sing before, and I didn't even know she was able to sing. Slightly curious, I waited for her answer.

"Oh, Chiharu, I shouldn't-"

"Please, Sakura! I was hoping for one of you to sing, and I want these people to hear you sing as well."

Kinomoto felt trapped, before sighing and nodding. "Okay, then."

"Great! Go to table eight" she pointed in the direction of an empty table "and I'll announce you. Choose any song you like." She grinned. "Yamazaki promised not to tell lies tonight, but I don't trust him, so I am keeping him at bay at all times. Come along, Yamazaki." And she dragged him off before he can say anything.

"Now this performance is going to draw attention" Kinomoto stated as we began to walk to the table.

"I know" I sigh. I ran a hand through my hair. "But what can we do? Maybe people will come up to you and you might find out who is who and then we can see if they are on the list."

She nodded as me, Hiiragazawa, and Daidouji sat down. Kinomoto remained standing waiting for the announcement.

"Ladies and Gentlemen" Mihara announced into the microphone on stage. The band stopped playing and the people on the dance floor stopped dancing to pay attention to her. "One of my best friend's has agreed to sing for us tonight. Please give a round of applause for Kinomoto Sakura!"

The ballroom was filled with applause as Kinomoto smiled nervously and went up to the stage. She whispered something into Mihara's ear. She nodded and said something to the band before walking off stage.

"This song is dedicated to our couple, Yamazaki and Chiharu" Kinomoto spoke into the microphone. She took a deep breath as the band began to play a soft tune:

"Late at night when all the world is sleeping

I stay up and think of you

And I wish on a star that somewhere you are

Thinking of me too

Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight

Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight

And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be

Than here in my room dreaming about you and me"

I was shocked as her voice sang the words. She has a beautiful voice, more beautiful than anybody else I know. I wondered why she never sang during my presence; although it's probably a good thing because I would have been left speechless, the same way I am now.

"Wonder if you ever see me

And I wonder if you know I'm there

If you looked in my eyes

Would you see what's inside

Would you even care?

I just wanna hold you close

But so far all I have are dreams of you

So I wait for the day

And the courage to say how much I love you

Yes I do!"

I slightly smile at the way she was getting into the song. At first, she was as stiff as a board, but now she is beginning to move her hips a bit to the rhythm of the song. With how the lights were concentrated on her, and with her dress, she looked like a professional singer as she began to sing the chorus again.

"I'll be dreaming of you tonight

Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight

And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be

Than here in my room dreaming about you and me

Corazón

(I can't stop dreaming of you)

No puedo dejar de pensar en ti

(I can't stop dreaming)

Cómo te necesito

(I can't stop dreaming of you)

Mi amor, cómo te extraño"

It surprised me to hear her sing Spanish parts. I don't even think she knows any Spanish. But, for some reason, saying those parts in Spanish made her voice seem unique; like no matter what language she sang, it only made her singing more beautiful.

"Late at night when all the world is sleeping

I stay up and think of you

And I still can't believe

That you came up to me and said "I love you"

I love you too!

Now I'm dreaming with you tonight

Till tomorrow and for all of my life

And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be

Than here in my room dreaming of you endlessly"

I smiled at the way the people seemed to be in a trance. It was as if they didn't want to move in order to not ruin the peace of her voice surrounding the room as she began to finish the song.

"Dreaming of you tonight

Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight

And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be

Than here in my room

I'll be dreaming of you tonight

Endlessly

And I'll be holding you tight

Dreaming...with you...tonight"

The room broke out in applause as she dragged out the last word. People cheered and I chuckled when she blushed and bowed. She immediately walked off the stage and walked over to our table.

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

How embarrassing! I rarely sing in front of people; Tomoyo is the singer, she has a better voice and therefore she should be the one in front of these people. I briskly walk over to the table and sit down, placing my hands on my cheeks in hopes of covering up my blush.

"Impressive, Kinomoto" Li stated. I look at him and narrow my eyes, waiting for an insult.

But surprisingly, he said nothing else. I don't know why, but happiness bubbled within me, knowing that he liked my singing. I look down at my hands, confused. Why in hell am I happy?

"Oh, that was beautiful!" Came Chiharu's voice, then arms wrapped around my shoulders from behind. "Thank you, Sakura."

I look back at Chiharu as she released me. "It was nothing" I say as I grab a glass of champagne.

"What do you mean? You must sing another song and-"

Screams broke out as a gunshot sounded. The glass in my hand shatters, spilling the contents on me. I heard Chiharu scream as I was roughly thrown off my chair and onto the ground. I look up at the person who is on top of me.

"You okay?" Li asked. I merely nodded as more gunshots sounded. I look across the floor under the table to check on Tomoyo and Eriol. Tomoyo was also on the ground with Eriol on top of her in order to protect her.

I then looked all over the room, trying to see where the gunshots are coming from, but seeing that I am on the floor, and dozens of people were running, trying to leave the room, I couldn't see anything. I turn my head towards one of the glass windows as it shattered, sending glass everywhere. I let out a scream as it fell on top of me and Li. His arms tightened around me as I buried my face into his neck.

Then the gunshots stopped. Without the noises of the guns, I was able to hear my own heart. It was beating fast against my chest. I was also able to feel Li's heart. And it is beating as fast as mine.

"Chiharu!"

The shout knocked me back to reality and I looked at the direction of the shout. My eyes widened. Yamazaki was on the ground, holding on to Chiharu in a pool of blood.

Her eyes weren't opened.

"Oh god, no" I whisper as Li got off of me. I scrambled off the ground and ran to where they are. I knelt down and check for a pulse.

It was there; barely.

"It was the first gunshot" Yamazaki whispered, his voice thick. "Damn it they shot her. I can't lose her Sakura. I lover her too much, I can't lose her."

"You won't lose her" I say firmly, but I wasn't sure if I believed it myself. I look at Tomoyo, and I saw she was already dialing on her cell phone.

I turn back to look at Yamazaki, my heart breaking at the sight. I have never seen him this way. He was always so controlled, calm, always sure. But now he looked confused and scared.

"Please, Chiharu, open your eyes" he whispered. "Please baby. I'll never tell another lie if you just open your eyes."

I swallowed the lump in my throat. I prayed that I wouldn't lose another person that I love.

(Hospital: An hour later)

Tomoyo, Eriol, Li and me sat in the waiting room, waiting for news on Chiharu. Tomoyo was laying on two chairs, her head resting on Eriol's lap. She seemed dazed and scared.

Hell, I'm scared too. I am as stiff as a board too, sitting on a chair, looking at the door leading to the operation room expectantly. I couldn't help but feel guilty. I felt that that gunshot was meant for me, not her. I should be in that room. Chiharu has so much here, she is leaving so much behind if she dies.

"Hey, she'll be okay" came a soothing voice next to me, and I knew it was Li's.

"She has to be" I say, but even I heard the shake of my voice. I then felt my shoulders being pushed and my head landed on his shoulder, his arm wrapping around me.

"She will be" he confirms.

"How long does it take to take out a bullet?"

"I have no idea."

I think we stayed like that for ten more minutes before the doors opened. I straightened and stood up, waiting for Yamazaki to approach us. He seemed dazed.

"Yamazaki? Is she okay?" I asked, fearful of the answer.

"They got the bullet out . . . she's okay . . ." I sighed with relief, but Yamazaki still seemed dazed.

"What's wrong Yamazaki?"

"Chiharu is fine" he repeated ". . . and our baby is fine . . ."

I blinked with shock.

"C-Chiharu is p-pregnant?" Tomoyo asked.

He nodded. "I didn't know until the doctor told me the bullet missed the baby."

I looked at Tomoyo and she looked at me. And then we heard a thump. We looked at Yamazaki but he was no longer standing. He was on the ground, unconscious.

He fainted.

Tomoyo and Eriol rushed forward and began patting him on the cheek, trying to revive him.

I slightly smile. But then the smile disappeared as I turn to look at Li, who is also standing.

"Who would go ahead and start shooting during an engagement party? " I ask. "I mean, I understand if they wanted to shoot me, but why not do it in an alley or-"

"What do you mean you understand if they wanted to shoot you?" He interrupted.

I give him an obvious look. "Who else was it for? I mean, it almost hit me."

"Yeah, but it wasn't intended for you. It was for Mihara."

I give him a confused expression. "But . . . who would shoot Chiharu? She has no enemies-"

"But you do."

Now I was just lost. What is he talking about?

At my expression, he sighed and extended his arm, palm upward. In his hand lay a piece of folded paper.

"It was on the table; I picked it up when we were leaving the building to come here."

I opened the paper. On top was the initials J and D.

"John Doe" I whisper as I began to read his little message

Guilt is something that we can't help but feel when someone is hurt because of us. JD.

Li is right, the bullet was for Chiharu. But John Doe was hoping that it would effect me the most by feeling guilt because he is punishing Chiharu for what me and Li did.

And the hell of it is, is that I do feel guilty.

Damn John Doe.

AN: I thought that this chapter needed an S+S moment that didn't involve fighting. Hmm . . . is it just me, or do they seem to be getting closer to each other?

And it seems they have two new suspects. Wonder if they are getting closer to getting John Doe, or if they are getting farther.

Anyways, please review. I'll be eternally grateful!