OH MY GOD!! I am SOOO sorry it took super long!! I had a small case of writer's block and I had to do my term paper and I had to catch up with my other subjects so I could pass this year!!
And then, I got the stupid disease called laziness and by the time I came back from the states, I lost the diskette.. but I found it!! so I'll have to do major editing and I'll have to start with chapter 3!! Or else you guys'll fry me.. SO SORRY!!
So, THANKS FOR THE GREAT REVIEWS!! I'm sorry I left chapter 1 there.. I'm not sure what's gonna happen at the end of chapter 2 so hehe!! ;;
Cherry-SweetHeart, your first and second questions.. hehe.. sorry but I can't answer them right now.. but you will find out sooner or later! =D
Oh yeah! I do have a set of spoilers.. (I was brainstorming) I thought of putting it here but.. I wouldn't want to spoil it so.. eheheh
OH! And I got something wrong in Chapter 1. Sakura is 22 in the fic. I repeat, she is 22!
So let's get on with it, shall we? (ahck! Long a/n again!)
Disclaimer: not mine.. never will be.. sigh
Feelings Undercover
Chapter 2: New Team! The new Sakura & the old
== by nikki aka junkie ==
"Li?!" a shocked, wide-eyed Sakura gasped when she remembered this amber-eyed hunk standing in front of her. "Li Xiao Lang?" Sakura stared in shock and remembered all the things that happened in the year that she knew this person.
"Uhmm.. Hi.. I don't believe we've met," an oblivious Syaoran said to the emerald-eyed beauty before him. He held out his hand and introduced himself, "I'm Li Syaoran. Xiao Lang is my Chinese name. And you are?" Syaoran looked at the emerald eyes of the lady in front of him and felt a sense of familiarity. He felt like he'd looked into these same eyes before. Could it be…?
Realizing that Syaoran didn't recognize her, Sakura narrowed her eyes and her voice returned to its usual deep monotone, the initial shock had disappeared from her outside appearance, but inside she was still shocked. She gave a sharp and friendly nod. "Hey, how are you? I'm Sakura Kinomoto. Pleasure to meet you." Sakura gave his hand a short and firm shake, seeing realization and shock come into Syaoran's vivid amber eyes. Sakura gestured towards Jake. "He's Jake Toussaint. He used to be my partner."
Syaoran let the information settle in. Kinomoto Sakura? It couldn't be… no way… it IS her! how come I didn't know it before?
"Kinomoto Sakura? From Japan?" Syaoran asked, not really sure if she was the Sakura that he used to have a crush on in the seventh grade when he was in Japan. She's not the same…
After more than a decade, Syaoran still had a vivid image of Sakura in his mind. Her laugh, the way she spoke when she was happy, angry or sad, the way she bounces around when she's excited, the Sakura that was cheerful and so full of life. This can't be her… This isn't the Sakura Kinomoto that I know…
"I used to live in Japan," Sakura said, her eyes becoming steely and cold. "But not anymore. It's been a long time, Li. It's good to see you again." Sakura's voice was cold and emotionless, her face not showing a trace of emotion. Although, inside her, she was in confusion of what she was supposed to feel.
"Ah," Mr. Markson, who just got off the phone, said. "So you both know each other. That's good! Now, Toussaint, as I said, I'm not totally gonna kick you off the mission. I'm just switching around partners and pulling in people from other sectors. And, I'm forming a team." Mr. Markson pressed another button and continued. Li and Kinomoto, you two will lead the team and you two will be the main field agents, leaders, doing most of the fieldwork most of the dangerous things for this mission. This team will consist of 12 people; 2 are gonna take care of Operations and Technologies, and 10 are gonna be field agents, two of which are you." Mr. Markson pressed another button and people started to come into the room.
"Li Meiling." A black-haired girl with chinky, red eyes and a 5' 5" sporty figure stepped forward. "Your new partner will be Toussaint and I think you know Kinomoto and your cousin right?" Mr. Markson chuckled lightly and continued. "You and Toussaint will help out with anything that will be help and if anything comes up, you will be back-up for Kinomoto and Li."
"Marshal, Jane and Eric." A girl that had curly brown hair, dark blue eyes and a 5' 3" curvy figure stepped forward. Beside her, a guy with spiked black hair, Eric's dark blue eyes and 5' 10" muscular figure stepped forward. "Correct me if I'm wrong, you two are from sector 4 and you will be working on surveillance."
"Chang, Robyn and Shindou Ryan." A boyish girl with chin-length black hair that had bleached blonde ends, chinky sky blue eyes and a 5' 11" sporty and muscular figure stepped forward. Beside her, a guy with black hair in a crew cut, black eyes and a 5' 10" muscular frame stepped forward. "You two are from sector 3 and you will handle the acquired intel, coding and decoding."
"Hiiragizawa Eriol and Daidouji Tomoyo." A tall guy with short blue-black hair, navy blue eyes hidden behind glasses and a thin but musculat 6' 1" frame stepped up. And beside him, was Tomoyo. "I see that Mr. Hiiragizawa is from sector 5. Your jobs are transporting the intel to us and the agents from mission to mission. You will carry the debriefs for our active field agents if ever they are out of the country, but of course, last call goes to our team leaders."
"Voight Nina and Thorne Chiara." A girl with shoulder-length brown hair, forest green eyes and a perfect model-like 5' 3" body stepped up. And a girl with chin-length black hair, brown eyes and a sporty 5' 5" figure stepped up beside her. "Miss Thorne is our very own from Sector 6, and Miss Voight is from Sector 5. They are the best Operations Technologists the CIA can offer and they will be working with you."
Mr. Markson walked over to stand beside Sakura and Syaoran. "So that's the team that you two will be leading," he said. "I hope I won't have any fights to resolve between the 12 of you, especially you two." Then he walked over to stand in front of the 12 people. "Now, I've arranged for a private room in a restaurant downtown. I want you guys to meet up there later at 2 to get to know each other better."
He turned to look at Tomoyo. "Daidouji," he said. "I'm sorry but no gigs for now until the whole mission is finished, or at least until we take a rest." He looked at the 10 of them. "I want everyone, except the OpTechs, to start training tomorrow. Weights, cardio, aikido, judo, taekwondo, boxing, jujitsu, weapon handling… the works. I need you all at your best. I also set up your tutorials in code deciphering, languages… a whole lot more, including tutorials on how to beat a lie detector test and crime scene investigation, just in case. Oh and you'll all have crash courses in science." This made all 12 of them grimace.
He turned to look at the two OpTechs. "You two, you will be in training with former OpTechs in the CIA. And this time, you will be learning new stuff from the crime lab. You'll be learning how to get DNA samples from evidence, examine blood samples, thumb-printing, and everything that comes with it."
Then he turned to everyone with a very serious look in his face. "I want you all to know that what you're gonna do will mean a lot to the country and the whole world, no matter what the result of your work will be. I want you to know that I personally chose you to be in this team because I know that you all have what it takes, you all have the courage and strength to face a dangerous day after a dangerous day. I wish you all the best and I hope God will bless you. Thank you letting me down on your first day as a team."
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Sakura stepped into the elevator, heading down. Just as the doors were about to close, Syaoran and Nina stepped in, holding hands and being all sweet and lovey-dovey. Sakura started feeling weird, like she didn't want to be there. What the hell is wrong with me?
She stood there, trying not to look as she waited for the elevator to reach the ground floor. But then, when she was starting to feel queasy, Syaoran spoke. "Hey, Sakura, how are you?"
"I'm good," Sakura answered, no trace of emotion in her face and voice. "How are you? How'd you get here? Last I heard about you, Aunt Yelen had you training hard in Hong Kong. Well, that was almost 6 years ago."
"I've been good," Syaoran said, still hand in hand with Nina, who looked left out. "I went AWOL (absent with out leave) on them. Couldn't take them yelling in my ear no more." He glanced at Nina and said. "Oh, by the way, this is Nina, my girlfriend." He raised her hand to his lips and kissed it.
Sakura felt claustrophobic, but she hid it. "Hey, I'm Sakura. Nice to meet you." She held out her hand and gave a barely noticeable smile. Nina shook her hand briefly and smiled at her.
"Hey, Sakura!" Nina said cheerily. "I hope we can be great friends. It's a pleasure to meet you! Did you know Syaoran from before?" she asked and glanced quickly at Syaoran.
Finally, to Sakura's comfort, the elevator stopped and the doors opened. Sakura quickly stepped out. "I met him when I was in fourth grade. He was a transfer student in Japan," answered Sakura, who was now walking beside the couple towards the exit.
"She's the one I told you about, sweetheart," Syaoran said to Nina. He talked to her about me? Hmm… I never even thought he'd remember me. Sakura thought.
"Oh!" Nina exclaimed, getting a thoughtful look in her face. "Is she the one clumsy cheerleader who roller-bladed to school?" She looked up at Syaoran with wide questioning eyes.
Sakura was shocked at this, and a little angry, but she kept it behind an emotionless face. Syaoran shot her an apologetic look and Sakura just gave a barely noticeable glare. She stopped at the exit and said. "Well, guys, my ride's parked at the other side, so I guess I'll see you later."
With that she walked down the hall to her right and headed for the exit to the Section B parking lot. When, she got there, she hopped in her BMW Z4 and pulled out of the parking lot.
As she drove the freeway, she blasted her radio. A song by Trapt was on. She drove on home in silence and before she knew it, she was parking her car in her garage.
Sakura stepped out of the car and turned on the alarm. She stepped into her house and saw that the light on her answering machine was beeping. She pressed a button on her answering machine and the messages started its playback.
Beep. "Hey Sakura, this is Markson. Tell everyone that training starts tomorrow 5am sharp. Thanks." Beep. "Hey Sakura, this is Tomoyo, want me to pick you up so that we can go downtown together? Call back." Beep. "Good Morning, Miss Kinomoto. This is Peter Clein from Massey Cadillac. I'm calling to say that the Escalade EXT that you ordered is here. Registration and all the paperwork is done. Your plate number us already there. You can pick it up today. We close at 5pm. Hope to see you soon. Thanks. Bye."
Yes! Sakura thought. I finally have my dream car! This is so great! Sakura quickly ran to her phone and dialed Tomoyo's number. Tomoyo answered on the third ring. "Hello?"
"Tomoyo!" Sakura said, an unusual trace of excitement in her voice. "Can you pick me up? My Escalade's here! I can go pick it up!" Sakura felt happy enough to jump around her house, but she controlled herself.
"Really? Oh! COOL!!" Tomoyo exclaimed over the phone. "Ok, I'll be there in 5 minutes! Bye!" Click.
Sakura hung up and ran to her room. She changed into black tank top, baggy army camouflage pants and combat boots. She put her hair up in a messy bun with a stick holding it together. She grabbed her backpack and stuffed in her CD pouch, an extra tank top and her small pouch of tools. She put her roller-blades and put them in a plastic bag and stuffed it in her backpack. She walked out of her room and went to the back to get her skateboard.
Just as she was gonna go back to the front of the house, she heard a honk outside. She quickly shrugged on her black biker jacket, grabbed her stuff and stepped outside. But what she saw outside was weird. It wasn't Tomoyo's Sebring that waited for her outside, it was a Lincoln Navigator with Syaoran waiting inside.
Sakura walked up to the car and opened the passenger side door. "Hey, what're you doing here? I called Tomoyo to pick me up." She looked around the car and noticed that Nina wasn't there, and the car smelled like sandalwood, very Syaoran-like.
"Hey yourself," Syaoran answered, smiling. "I called Tomoyo to ask where you were at, I was thinking of spending some time together, and she told me that I could come pick you up instead of her. So, is that okay?" He asked as he held out his hand for Sakura's bag.
Sakura stared at Syaoran for a minute, then she gave in. She passed her bag to him and climbed in. "Fine," she said, a brief look of mischief crossing her face as she saw his eyes widen at the weight of her bag. "You know where I'm going, right?" she asked as she pulled down and buckled her seatbelt.
He pulled out and drove towards the highway. "Yeah," he said, turning on the CD in his car stereo, it was Usher. "Tomoyo said to go to the Massey Cadillac in Downey. So you got a new ride?" he asked, glancing briefly at Sakura.
"Yeah," Sakura answered, not bothering to say anything else. She sat there and hummed along to the music, and played with the wheel on her skateboard, which she put between her legs.
"So," Syaoran said, trying to strike up a conversation. "How are you? How'd you get here? Last I heard, you were still in Japan and you were graduating and… well…" he stopped, not wanting to mention Sakura's mom. He knew how close they were. He knew that she was hurt real bad when Aunt Nadesiko, it was the same for him when his father died.
"And mom died," Sakura continued for him, a dull pain starting in her chest. She hid her emotions behind a mask as she spoke. "And I moved here and shit happened. Look let's not talk about this. How long have you worked for the CIA, anyway? How'd you really get here?" she looked at him intently, eyes masked and emotionless.
"4 years," he answered as he turned on a corner. "Mama had me study here and when I went home 5 years ago, she had an arranged marriage set up for me. I got pissed, took off and came here. I knew Eriol since college and he had me recruited into the CIA." He looked at Sakura and asked, "so how long have you been in the CIA?"
"5 years," she answered. Then she remembered that he was from sector 5. "Hey, hold on, I thought top field agents go in Sector 6 and up, how come you were in Sector 5?" she asked and glanced briefly at him.
"I was in Sector 7 two years ago," he answered. "Then I heard that things were going wrong in Sector 5 so I asked if I could be transferred there." He slowed the car and turned the corner and saw Massey. "Ah, here we are." He drove in and parked his car.
Sakura reached in the back and grabbed her bag and her skateboard and got out of the car. "Thanks," she said to Syaoran. "You can go ahead if you want, I might take long." She waited for him to answer, but he locked his car and turned on the alarm.
"Naw," he answered. "I'll go with you. Doesn't matter if we're late, anyway," he said, falling in step with Sakura as they walked towards the building. "What's your new ride? SUV? Convertible?" he asked.
"You'll see," she answered. They stepped into the building and the walked up to the counter. "Hi," she said to the receptionist who looked bored. "I'm Sakura Kinomoto. I'm here to get my car. I talked to a Mr. Peter Clein on the phone, is he around?"
"One moment please," the receptionist answered, as she dialed something on the phone and picked up the receiver. "Yeah, is Mr. Clein there?" she asked to the person on the other end, then she paused. "Yeah, someone's here looking for him. A Miss Kinomoto." She paused again. "Okay, okay, thanks." She put the phone down and looked at Sakura. "He'll be right here."
"Ok," Sakura answered. She left the counter and looked around at the cars on display, Syaoran behind her. Just as she was getting bored, a tall lanky guy came up to her.
"Hello Miss Kinomoto, I'm Peter Clein. I see you got my message," he said as he held out his hand. Sakura shook it. "The car is outside, I'm having my people take off the plastic on the car seats as of now and having them clean it up." He took held out a clipboard and a pen. "Now, I just need you to sign these papers and we're all set."
Sakura signed the papers and handed them back to him. Just then, a black Escalade EXT drove up to the entrance of the building. Sakura stared at it and smiled a little. "Ah, there it is." Mr. Clein said. A guy in overalls stepped out of the driver's side and walked up to Sakura and handed her the keys.
"Thanks, Mr. Clein," Sakura said. "I'll call if there are any problems." With that, she and Syaoran stepped out to examine the car. Sakura opened the driver's side and then opened the back to examine the interior. Wow, she thought. She left her bag in the back and circled the car, admiring the flawless paint job.
"Now, that is hot," Syaoran said, also circling the car. "Nice choice, Sakura." He looked at her and saw her shutting the door to the back seat.
"Come on, let's go, we're late." She jumped into her car and started the engine.
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The restaurant they went to in downtown was on the top floor of a building. The place was big and the private room they got was cozy. There were armchairs and couches around a few tables and a TV on one side of the room.
Sakura was sitting near the TV, watching a basketball game between the Minnesota Timberwolves and the Sacramento Kings. (a/n: wolves won of course.) Just then, the waiters came in with the food. Sakura stood up to get some when Tomoyo caught up with her, Eriol right behind.
"Hey, Sakura," Tomoyo said. "Meet Eriol, he's gonna be my partner. Eriol, this is Sakura, my bestfriend." Eriol held out his hand and Sakura shook it, slightly smiling at him and giving him a short and friendly nod.
Eriol looked a little intimidated and Tomoyo noticed this. "Oh, don't worry, Sakura's not mad," she reassured him. "She's just like that, she doesn't smile much. Right, Sakura?" Tomoyo looked at Sakura fondly and slung her arm around Sakura, despite being shorter.
"Yeah," Sakura said, slightly smiling again. "Sorry. Nice to meet you, Eriol, how's it going? I'm really sorry, it's just that I havent smiled in a long time, Tomoyo might faint if I do smile." Sakura tried dry humor, got a slap from Tomoyo because of it, and it worked. Eriol, looked a little more relaxed.
"Nice to meet you, too, Sakura." He answered, smiling cheerfully at Sakura. "It's ok, really. Wouldn't want Tomoyo fainting now. I'm good. You?" he asked. "I heard a lot about you and your fieldwork. From the communiqué and intel you've acquired, I gotta say that you're really good!" he said as he brought us over to Syaoran and Nina, still hand in hand, who were talking to Meiling, Jake and Chiara.
"Sakura's great in the field," Tomoyo said, smiling proudly at her bestfriend. "I was her partner once, for 4 months. She did most of her stuff almost effortlessly! She deserves this spot in the team, she deserves to be the top field agent in the CIA!" Tomoyo grinned, seeing that Sakura's face was starting to get a little pink.
"That's not true," Sakura said, still trying to control the blush creeping up her neck. "But, thanks." She looked around and found empty chairs on the corner of the room. "I'll be right be right back," Sakura told Eriol and Tomoyo. She went over to the chairs and grabbed 2 and brought them over to the group.
"Sakura!" Chiara exclaimed when she brought back the chairs. "Great job on the mission! Nothing went wrong with the gadgets, right?" she asked, motioning Sakura to sit in the empty armchair between her and Meiling.
"Nah, everything was good," Sakura answered, sitting down. "So what are you guys talking about?" she looked around at the group. Then she remembered Markson's message. She looked at her watch and saw that it was already 4, she was gonna be late. "Oh, damn, sorry guys, I gotta pass. We can talk tomorrow. Oh, which reminds me, tomorrow, we start training, so we have to report at 5am or else, we can get kicked of the mission, so I want everyone to meet up at 4:45 in the parking lot tomorrow, if that's okay with Syaoran." She looked at Syaoran questioningly.
"Yeah it's good," he answered.
"Okay," Sakura said as she stood up. "I'm gonna go tell the others, you guys sleep early, aight?" And Sakura left the group and headed for the other 4 people in the room. When she reached them, she stood beside Robyn, chair and gave a slight smile. "Hey guys," Sakura greeted. "I gotta go. I just came by to say that training starts tomorrow, 5am. We decided to meet up at the parking lot 15 minutes before just in case. Don't be late or else maybe you'll get kicked off the team." Sakura dug aroung in my pocket and produced a card. She handed it to Robyn. "Here's my number. Call me or text if something comes up or if you just feel like it. just pass it around. Thanks, guys. See ya."
"See ya, Sakura" Robyn called back.
Sakura waved and went to get my bag by the TV, then she saw Syaoran walking over to her. She looked at him and said, "Hey, what's up?"
"Can I go with you?" he asked, walking with her to the elevator. "We can talk a little more. And I do have a lot of questions." The elevator door opened and they stepped inside. Sakura pressed the button for the basement parking.
"Okay," she said, handing him the skateboard. "You can board right?" he nodded. "Okay, how about your car? You can just follow me, I'm just gonna go park it in a public parking." She said. They reached the parking lot and got in their cars and drove out to a public parking lot near the park.
They parked and Sakura opened her bag and changed into her roller-blades and stepped out of the car. She took her wallet and stuck it in her pocket and left her bag in the car. She locked the car and rolled over to Syaoran who was waiting for her.
"So, Let's go," she said, going to the side walk and did some spins and grabs. "I'm gonna be late." She ollied over a few trashcans and Syaoran kept up with her.
"Where are we going, anyway?" Syaoran asked after 3 minuted of skating down the same sidewalk. He'd been in LA for a year three years ago but he wasn't really familiar with these streets they we skating through.
"You'll see," Sakura answered in her stoic voice, but an excited glint that didn't go unnoticed by Syaoran appeared in her eyes. Then she asked, "Where have you been these past years anyway? If you were in the CIA for 4 years in LA, I would have seen you around." She thought back to the 5 years in the CIA. Three years ago, she was stationed at New York, going after files from the Russian Mafia.
"I started out here for a year," Syaoran answered as they turned a corner. "Then I got transferred to Sector 5 in Seattle three years ago, I saw you there last night, in the Skate Park. I was even on the same plane as you." Syaoran chuckled and glanced at Sakura.
"Oh," Sakura said, thinking back to last night. Then she remembered the guy from the Skate Park. "Yeah, I remember you. No wonder you looked familiar, even though it was dark. I didn't see you three years ago coz I was in New York." She stopped talking and they were in a comfortable silence.
Sakura saw the familiar two-story, yellow building and sped up. "We're almost there," she said. "Are you good with kids?" she asked, wanting to know.
"Yeah," Syaoran answered, wondering why she was asking this. "I guess I am, my sisters are married and I have a lot of nieces and nephews. I'm okay with them." Syaoran thought about his four sisters. He hadn't talked to them in a long time. Last time, he saw them was a year ago, when they were in vacation.
"Good," Sakura said, stopping in front of the building. "We're here."
She opened the door and stepped inside quietly. She saw the girl behind the counter about to greet her but Sakura stopped her, placing a finger on her mouth. She silently took off her roller-blades and motioned Syaoran to leave the skateboard with her roller-blades in the counter and to follow her.
An old and familiar glint appeared in Sakura's eyes as she tiptoed to the hallway and silently opened a door with a sign that said 'Activity Room' on it. There was a lot of noise coming from the room, so Sakura opening the door wasn't really noticed. But when she jumped in, with a huge smile on her face that surprised Syaoran, it was a different story.
"Hi guys!" Sakura exclaimed, jumping into the room with a very rare smile on her face. "How's everybody today?" she asked as about 15 little kids between 3-10 ran over to her, yelling "Sakura!" and giving big hugs and sloppy kisses.
So this was why Sakura seemed excited, Syaoran thought. Syaoran stood by the door, thinking to himself as he smiled, watching the old Sakura playing, talking and joking around with the children.
Syaoran's train of thought was stopped when Sakura called him over.
"Syaoran, come here," Sakura said, waving Syaoran over. "Hey, kids! Listen up," she said to the kids who immediately quieted down and listened to Sakura. "This is Syaoran and he's my friend, meaning he's your friend, too. Right, Syaoran?" Syaoran nodded. "He specially came with me to see you guys! So, what do you guys say?" Sakuras smiled at the kids and smiled at Syaoran.
Beautiful, Syaoran thought. Then he caught himself. What the hell am I thinking?
"Hi, Syaoran! Nice to meet you! Will you be my friend?" the kids said together. This made Syaoran smile at Sakura and the kids.
He sat down beside Sakura and said to the kids, "Sure, I'll be your friend!" He picked up a three-year-old girl and played with her and smiled at everyone else. This made Sakura smile at him again.
"Okay," Sakura started, taking something from her pocket. It was a small book of bible stories. "Everyone, guess what I brought with me?" She showed the book to the kids, they all cheered and clapped. "I'm gonna read to you a story! But before anything else, what do we do, Kiera?" she asked the little girl in Syaoran's arms.
"We pray!" the little girl exclaimed.
"Right," Sakura said. "So let's pray."
"Dear God,
Thank You for giving us this great day,
A perfect day to tell stories of Your people spreading Your word.
Thank You for bringing us Syaoran, who I'm sure is gonna have fun with these children.
Lord, please bless these children. Heal them and cover them with Your own blood.
Protect them from evil and guide them to believe in You and obey You.
May You bless them in every path they choose.
In Jesus' name,
Amen"
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Sakura and Syaoran stepped out of the orphanage and it was almost sunset.
"That was really nice," Sakura said as they skated back to the parking lot. "They loved you, did you see how Kiera almost cried when we we're leaving? She practically thought you were a huge teddy bear!" Sakura chuckled a little but as they got farther from the building, her old emotionless self came back.
"Why?" Syaoran asked. "Why do you smile for them but not for everyone else? Not even Tomoyo?" Syaoran had a glimpse of the Sakura that he had a crush on, the Sakura that he liked. He had missed that Sakura for 12 years already, and seeing how she was today made him miss her more. This Sakura is not the same.
"Ever since I left Japan," Sakura started. Then she paused, then she continued. "I've never really had fun. I had a lot of bad memories from Japan, and I had to cope with that for 5 years… I still am. These kids are the only ones who can give me happiness. Seeing them grow up and be someone strong, nothing's more wonderful than that." She stopped talking and skated slightly ahead, not wanting to talk about it anymore. A dull pain began in her chest and, surprisingly, her head.
Soon, they got back to their cars. Sakura opened her har and changed into her boots. Syaoran handed her skateboard back to her.
"Thanks," Syaoran said, getting into his car. "Thanks for showing me what you were like once more." Then he drove away.
Sakura got in her car and started the engine. You're welcome, Syaoran. She thought. But, unfortunately, I doubt that that Sakura would come back permanently.
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And that's chapter 2! I'm really sorry if I got this out late.
You guys should review, alright?! Or else I'll make you wait longer for chapter 3!
I'm already starting on chapter 3 as of now, so I hope you guys r&r.. Thanks you guys!!
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-junkie 052904