SourPop1004: Hey yo! I'm here with chapter 4! I'll say this in advance. I
write longer a/n at the end cause that's usually when I have more things to
say and/or have things to explain. So, all I'll say is, enjoy the chapter.
The Salsa Dancer
By: Meeh!
The mailroom was a medium sized room with the walls lined up with metal carts full of letters. She stood in the middle of the room and looked around. She was getting confused on where to start when there was a knock behind her. She spun around to see Syaoran leaning against the doorway. He smiled.
"May I be of any service?"
"Actually, yes. I have no idea where to start." Sakura smiled at him, flashing her perfect white teeth.
Syaoran walked down the row of carts.
"Well, the carts have labels. On the floor you're working on, which is this one, the floor is divided into different sections. The research section is the cart with the 'Research' labeled." Syaoran looked at her.
Sakura nodded. "Ooh, I get it. Well, that was easy enough. Thanks, that helped a worldly lot." Sakura smiled.
"No problem. I'm assuming you have everything under control. I mean, delivering mail is such a crucial part of the day." Syaoran grinned when he saw Sakura laugh.
"Right. I'll do my job with a pride."
Syaoran laughed. He waved his hand and walked out of the room. Sakura stood there with a smile. 'Interesting.' she thought. She turned to the carts and read all the labels.
Jessie looked up from her files and looked towards the mailroom. 'Hmm.' she thought.
Sakura turned again towards the door when Jack entered. He kept his distance. Sakura spoke without looking at him.
"They're labeled." With that, she flew past him, taking a cart and wheeling it out of the room.
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Sakura smiled and greeted everyone that passed her way. She found that the cart that she had taken the cart labeled 'Director'. She figured from all the letters that she had handed out that the 'Director' section of the floor was all the important people, or at least the section where the people had a bit or importance in the CIA. She was almost done when she looked down and found the few letters were for Syaoran. (Can you see the relation to The Intern. Hehe.) She kept walking but stopped when she heard something in her ear. Not knowing what it was, she quickly parked the car against the wall and walked over to a secluded part of the floor.
"Hello?" She whispered into thin air. "Who is this?"
"Who do you think chica?"
"Josh?"
"Yup."
"How'd you contact me. I don't remember putting on an ear piece." Sakura asked.
"Oh. Well, I decided to play sneaky and stuck a micro communicator on your right earring." Sakura could imagine the sly smile on his face right now. "I must add, incredible speech in the meeting room. Who would have thought that ass would be here as well?"
"Don't kid yourself. I know you knew. You had the list of new employees. You would have noticed him a mile away. No one, other than myself, hated him as much." Sakura smiled.
"Well, even if I knew, it was an awesome speech in there. Very. mysterious, yet forward."
"Thank you, now I need to go back to work."
"Right. Well, just wanted to drop by and remind you that I'm still here. And one more thing. Who's the dude in the mailroom? I felt something going on between you two. If you know what I mean." Josh gave a hint.
"That was Li Syaoran, and nothing was happening. Now good bye." Sakura concluded with a slight blush on her cheeks and walked towards the cart.
"You do realize I can bug you all day."
"I bet you're feeling smug right about now, but if you do keep bugging me, I promise you, when I get home tonight, I'm coming after you. And you know I can put a mean hurt on you." Sakura warned. "Oh, that reminds me. I need a quick plane to fly home for dinner. I promised daddy."
"All right. At 6:30, go to the roof of the CIA building. We'll send a chopper. A small one."
"Won't people notice?" Sakura asked with an eyebrow raised.
"No. Latest design. Really small and really fast. Don't worry, Joshman got you covered chica."
"All right. I'll see you later." With that she heard the little click telling her that he was gone.
She walked towards Syaoran's office. Before she walked in, she knocked on the glass door. Sakura saw Syaoran wave his hand telling her to come in. Sakura smiled and entered.
"Mail?"
"Set it on my desk. Thank you." Syaoran smiled.
Sakura walked over to Syaoran's clean neat desk and set the small stack of letters on the table.
"Can I ask you something?" Sakura took a shot. "Does the CIA do anything else than what you guys are doing right now?"
Syaoran looked up at her. "I don't understand what you mean?" Syaoran knew perfectly what she meant. The CIA had an underground base with all sorts of missions going on, from covering the black market sales to hunting down international assassins.
"Well, it's alright. I was just curious. You know all those TV shows. Gets ideas into everyone's heads." Sakura shrugged with a smile. She tucked her blonde hair behind her right ear.
Syaoran smiled back as she walked towards the door. He watched her with a suspicious look. Soon as she was out the door, Syaoran turned to his computer and opened a window. He typed in 'Teru, Laura'. A screen popped up. He scanned through the file. After a few minutes, not finding anything, he shut the file and sat back in his large leather chair. He closed his eyes and wandered through his mind. Not finding anything, he gave a sigh and concluded that he was being way too suspicious.
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Sakura checked her watch, it was 6:00. She gave a small smile as she got into the elevator with her purse by her side. Everyone was leaving work except the few that had extra work to do. To her relief, no one was in the elevator. She took the elevator to the way top. To her dismay, you needed a key to be able to take the elevator to the roof. So she got off the floor before and decided to walk. From behind a corner, she looked around for cameras.
"Josh, you there?" Sakura whispered into the dark.
"Yeah?"
"I need camera clearance."
"Got it. On the count of three, run to the door, the security will have been momentarily disconnected. I'm going to give the building a blackout."
"Ok."
"One, two.THREE!"
Sakura quickly moved to the door. She grabbed the edge of her sweater and covered her hand with it. She turned the knob of the door and was soon outside in the crashing wind. She let go of the sweater and smoothed it out to prevent any wrinkles. (You people get why she did that, right? Fingerprints.) She looked up to see a small black helicopter flying overhead. He skirt fluttered under the intense wind.
"Hurry and get in. The blackout's going to be gone in, 10, 9, 8, 7."
Sakura hopped into the chopper as soon as it barely touched the ground. Soon as the pilot saw her in, he quickly ascended into the air.
"I'm up, Josh."
"Great. I'll see you at home. I think Rosa's making chicken fajitas. Hurry, I'm hungry."
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Syaoran looked towards the ceiling for some reason. He shrugged and went back to work.
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The large dining room was lit by the gentle glow of the chandelier. Sakura sat at one end of the long table. She quietly ate as she looked down the long table at her dad. Josh was seated in the middle looking at the two.
"So, Cereza, how is your undercover work." Fang took a bite of his chicken.
"Oh, it's going well. Soon as I have all the basic info on the computer security of the CIA, I'll be able to get a copied disc of all the files in the CIA building. And I'm sure josh can solve all the codes on classified items."
Fang nodded in agreement. Sakura and Fang stared at Josh who was busy stuffing chicken into his mouth. "Anyway, how long do you plan on staying with the CIA?"
Sakura thought about it for a second. "I don't know. How long should I stay? I really don't care."
Josh broke into the conversation with his mouth still stuffed.
"You need to be there for a couple of days. I need to figure out a way for you to access into the main computer room."
"Oh, alright."
"I see that both of you have everything as planned. I know I can count on you. Good luck. I must get going. I have a late flight to Tahiti. See you soon Cereza."
Fang got up and walked out of the room just before he planted a kiss on Sakura's forehead. Sakura smiled.
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Syaoran sat in his living room quietly with the lights dimmed. He rested on his sofa with his eyes closed. Just then the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey you." As woman's voice was heard on the other line.
"Hey." Syaoran gave a weak smile.
"You ok? You sound tired."
"I'm fine. You want to come over and give me company?"
"I thought you'd never ask. I'll be there in 5 minutes." Jessie hung up the phone.
Syaoran placed the phone back on its holder and sat back down on his couch.
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Sakura was back in her hotel room. She sat outside in the balcony and stared into the dark sparkling sky. The wind blew at her sort hair. 'What to do.' She thought. Not sure on what to do, she decided to walk around in the lobby downstairs. She put on her flip-flops, a pair of jeans, and a light blue shirt. She locked the door and walked down the hallway to the elevator.
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Syaoran opened the door to find Jessie standing there in a sparkling black dress that was cut low. She walked in.
"This isn't one of those seduction games, right?" He joked.
"No you goof! You said you were bored. So I took the liberty of giving you a night out."
"What?" Syaoran was confused.
"There's a new salsa club downtown. Come on, it'll be fun."
"Jess, I don't think either of us know how to salsa."
"So? It's ok, let's just go for the bar and we can watch." Jessie pleaded. "Please?" She put on her cute face.
"All right. Wait up, I'll be right back." Syaoran ran upstairs to change.
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Wandering around in the clean bright lobby where there were lots of potted plants, she walked over to a small group of people that were sitting around in the waiting area.
"Let's go tonight. The new club's downtown. It'll be cool." One guy said to his group of friends.
"But, Dan, none of us know how to salsa. It'll be a total blow." One girl whined.
Sakura smiled at what she heard and interrupted the group.
"Excuse me, I'm sorry to interrupt but where is this club that you're talking about?" Sakura smiled at them.
The guys in the group gave a goofy smile. Ignoring them, one girl spoke up.
"It's downtown LA, between Baker Boulevard and Westings Rd."
"Thanks. Good night." Sakura walked away towards the elevators. 'Finally.something interesting.' She thought.
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Sakura had changed and was looking over herself in the bathroom mirror. She had changed her hair again. It was raven black, just like how it was the last club she went t, except this time it was longer. She had pinned up her long raven hair with a black clip with a few strands of hair falling naturally around her from random places of her head. From her ears, two black crystal earrings dangled down to just above her shoulders. She was in a glittery chiffon red dress with intricate black beaded work that clung to her body. Spaghetti straps held up the short dress that, at one side, was cut halfway down her thigh and as it moved to the other side, it made a diagonal angle. The back was bare and the end of the dress was wavy, almost ruffled. She stepped out of the bathroom in her black high-heeled strap-sandals and headed towards the door with her bag.
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Because of the first night, the place was booming with people, noise, music, and laughter. Sakura had parked her black Jaguar in the packed parking lot. She had rented a car since she was going to be staying in LA for more than a day or two so she figured might as well get a good car. Unlike last time, Sakura had to actually wait in line to get in but she didn't mind. It was part of the experience and plus, last time was no fun. Not much dancing was included because of her mission.
Syaoran and Jessie had barely made it into a parking space. The two walked towards the long line.
"Wow! That is one long line." Jessie leaned over to the side to see how long the line was.
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After waiting for almost an hour, Sakura was finally in. 'Sheesh.' she thought bitterly. All her anger swept away as she stepped into the club and felt the beat of the drums and maracas. 'Home.' she thought.
Syaoran and Jessie entered the dimmed club. Off to the stage area, people in various dresses and outfits were dancing under the flashing lights. To the opposite side, there was a long counter with a mass of people leaning against the counter asking for their drink orders. Jessie and Syaoran walked over to the bar and sat down on two high chairs. They ordered their drinks and were talking to watch other as the two observed the crowd.
Sakura was at the other end of the bar and was talking to a man behind the counter.
"Ernesto! I didn't know you were starting a club here in LA."
The man squinted and looked closer at Sakura. "Cereza? Is that you?"
"Si." Sakura smiled.
"Did your papito send you on another mission?"
"Yeah."
"I figured. Well, I'm glad you're here."
Sakura smiled. Ernesto was her salsa teacher back in Colombia but he left a month or two ago to start his own place. He, of course, knew everything about her father. They were best friends. If there was one person other than Sakura that Senior Lobo trusted more was Ernesto. Sakura figured Ernesto was sent away to keep an eye on the black market trades in his area.
"So, is the teacher feeling a bit, salsa?" Sakura smiled broadly.
"Well, if you insist. Let's see how much I have taught you. Think of this as a final test." Ernesto came around the bar and offered his hand to Sakura. Sakura smiled and took it and he led her towards the dancing floor.
Everyone that was on the floor cleared to the side as the owner of the club made his way through the crowd with a beautiful woman by his side. Everyone clapped once they were at the center of the stage. Jessie got up and pulled at Syaoran's dark gray dress shirt by the sleeve.
"Come on. I think that's the owner of this place with someone."
"All right. Wait." Syaoran hastily put down his martini glass on the counter and followed, more like dragged by, Jessie to the crowd of people.
The music started with the powerful beat of the bongo drums, then joined in by the maracas. (I have no freakin clue how salsa songs are. Hehe.) When the rest of the band crashed into the up beat melody, Sakura started moving across the floor around Ernesto. As if on cue with the beat, Ernesto sprang to life and countered Sakura's moves.
Jessie and everyone marveled at the two's complex moves. Syaoran was enjoying the show but soon his eyes narrowed as he observed the woman in red. He watched her with hawk eyes as her lithe figure moved across the floor, accenting every step. Something about her seemed familiar.
In between a split second, Sakura tucked her hair behind her right ear trying to get it out of her face, but it all was done in one swift motion as she spun around.
Syaoran's mind clicked.
Sakura was now arm in arm with Ernesto when she noticed Syaoran in the crowd with Jessie. 'Shoot! He'll notice me!' Sakura thought panicked. As she and Ernesto danced, she leaned in towards his ear.
"CIA agent in the crowd. I need to get out." Sakura whispered.
"Living on the edge Cereza." Sakura could feel the man smile against her cheek. Sakura smiled. "When the song ends, get off the stage by following the far right wall. On the counter, just before you go out the back door, I'll set a deflector spray. You brought a car, right?"
"Yes."
"Ok, the song's going to end soon."
Syaoran was starting to make his way through the crowd as the song slowed down. When the song did end, the crowd burst into applause. Sakura quickly left the stage towards the right and Ernesto gave a deep bow.
"Thank you, thank you. Come on, let's have fun!" He invited the cheering crowd.
Soon as the crowd spread like a spilling liquid, Syaoran was momentarily trapped. Ernesto fell out of sight as he made his way tot he counter.
When Sakura quickly walked towards the counter, she grabbed the can in one swift move and rounded the corner towards the back entrance.
Catching his breath form the surprise burst of the crowds, Syaoran saw Sakura at the back. He figured what Sakura would try and ran out for the club through the front doors and made his way to the parking lot.
Sakura walked over to her black convertible jaguar. She sprayed the front and back license plate and fast as she could and got into her car, slamming the door shut. The sprays deflected anytime of light flashed at it to take a picture of the license plate. It also gave it an extra filmy gloss look to prevent from others looking at it. She put in her key and turned on the engine. She pulled the reverse gear and back out of her spot in a screech. She madly turned the steering wheel and soon enough, she was facing the exit of the lot. Sakura pulled the gear again and stepped on the gas and her car shot forward. As she made it out of the parking lot, she heard a car coming up behind her. It was a silver BMW. She flew down the street as the silver car was at her tail. She swerved the corner, leaving a trail of crushed cars.
Syaoran drove after Sakura. He dangerously made sharp turns trying to avoid the mess of cars. There were lots of loud honking and beeping. He pulled out his cell as he drove with precision. He pressed a speed dial number.
"Tano! Get a squad right now! I'm following her right now. I'm on Main and Fourth Street. You can trace my phone through radar. I'll leave it on." Syaoran yelled directions into the phone.
"Got it. They'll be there in 5." Tano replied. Tano could be heard dialing a number on another phone.
Syaoran focused back onto the road. The black Jaguar was right in front of him.
Sakura looked back as she drove, her long black hair now loose and fluttering around her face. She turned back trying to think up a plan. She opened compartment in front of the passenger seat and took out a black metallic object. She held it tight in her left hand as she drove with the other. Seeing the road up ahead was clear, she swerved the car into a full circle so she was facing Syaoran. She watched Syaoran hit the breaks, stopping inches away from her. Sakura grabbed at the gear and put it into reverse. She adjusted the mirror before stepping on the gas and shooting backwards. She raised her left arm and shot at Syaoran's car. She aimed for the tires. Syaoran swerved and jerked the car in an attempt to dodge the shots. On her 4th shot, it hit the right tire and Syaoran's car broke out into an uncontrollable spin. When he did manage to stop the car, Sakura's black jaguar was far-gone. He slammed his hands down onto the steering wheel in frustration. He looked up to see a group of cars flying down the road with flashing red and blue lights. 'Too late.' he thought bitterly.
SourPop1004: Hi! Finally, I hope you understand the relation with the title and this chapter. Actually.there really isn't an exact one but it kind of relates. Hehe.anyway, this chapter took a while since I rewrote it and I was having trouble thinking of how the chapter should progress. Anyway, I hope you like this story so far. I think the chapter is shorter compared to The Intern but I think it's still pretty good. You know REVIEWS are very, very welcome. I must say this again but please leave your e-mail address when you review so I can send you a line and give you some info when I update. =)
I'm going to take some time and sort of give you a feed back on your wonderful reviews. Umm.first off, I just want to say that I have no clue how to squeeze Eriol into this. And I don't know if Tomoyo will have a big part. I can say she does come out but she doesn't have a big part yet. I mean, I'm already writing the start of chapter 9 right now and I have a feeling it's going to end at chapter 10. But you see, I'm going to have to take a vote. From where I'm writing right now (won't say anything cause it gives the plot away.haha.), if I decide to do something in the story, the number of chapters will increase. But if I decide not to do it, I'll probably say the story will end at chapter 10. What do you guys think? Do you want this story to be longer? Just simply say a yes or no voicing your opinion in your review and I'll be forever grateful.
Secondly, I'm just going to say it head right. Up to the end of chapter 8 (where I'm at) I don't see any significant points where there's S+S. Like I said before, this time, I'm going to make the development slow. (Kinda) Cause I hate it when they rush everything. I felt like I rushed the romance in The Intern so I'm going to take advantage of this story and play it out the way I want it to be. So if there isn't much S+S, please hang in there. But I DEFINITELY do promise action and crazy twists. I guess that's all I have to say for now. If you have ANY ideas on how to get S+S together, please e-mail me.
Thirdly, someone suggested Sakura kill Syaoran, well, I thought of that but I'm not sure. It's definitely a possibility but I'm still thinking on that. Lately, I've been thinking of an ending for TSD. I already had an image at the beginning of this story but as the story plot line changed dramatically, I can't find a way to fit my ending. Hehe.anyway, keep reading and I know I'll think of a way to surprise you all.
Fourth(ly?), someone said for me to lay off the different languages. Well, I didn't use any German or French, and I used really little of Spanish. So sorry if you had any confusions with the different accents, but everyone else seemed to be getting it. So if you got questions, you know where to find me.
Anyway, thanks for reading and reviewing. Love you peoples. See you next chapter.
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The Salsa Dancer
By: Meeh!
The mailroom was a medium sized room with the walls lined up with metal carts full of letters. She stood in the middle of the room and looked around. She was getting confused on where to start when there was a knock behind her. She spun around to see Syaoran leaning against the doorway. He smiled.
"May I be of any service?"
"Actually, yes. I have no idea where to start." Sakura smiled at him, flashing her perfect white teeth.
Syaoran walked down the row of carts.
"Well, the carts have labels. On the floor you're working on, which is this one, the floor is divided into different sections. The research section is the cart with the 'Research' labeled." Syaoran looked at her.
Sakura nodded. "Ooh, I get it. Well, that was easy enough. Thanks, that helped a worldly lot." Sakura smiled.
"No problem. I'm assuming you have everything under control. I mean, delivering mail is such a crucial part of the day." Syaoran grinned when he saw Sakura laugh.
"Right. I'll do my job with a pride."
Syaoran laughed. He waved his hand and walked out of the room. Sakura stood there with a smile. 'Interesting.' she thought. She turned to the carts and read all the labels.
Jessie looked up from her files and looked towards the mailroom. 'Hmm.' she thought.
Sakura turned again towards the door when Jack entered. He kept his distance. Sakura spoke without looking at him.
"They're labeled." With that, she flew past him, taking a cart and wheeling it out of the room.
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Sakura smiled and greeted everyone that passed her way. She found that the cart that she had taken the cart labeled 'Director'. She figured from all the letters that she had handed out that the 'Director' section of the floor was all the important people, or at least the section where the people had a bit or importance in the CIA. She was almost done when she looked down and found the few letters were for Syaoran. (Can you see the relation to The Intern. Hehe.) She kept walking but stopped when she heard something in her ear. Not knowing what it was, she quickly parked the car against the wall and walked over to a secluded part of the floor.
"Hello?" She whispered into thin air. "Who is this?"
"Who do you think chica?"
"Josh?"
"Yup."
"How'd you contact me. I don't remember putting on an ear piece." Sakura asked.
"Oh. Well, I decided to play sneaky and stuck a micro communicator on your right earring." Sakura could imagine the sly smile on his face right now. "I must add, incredible speech in the meeting room. Who would have thought that ass would be here as well?"
"Don't kid yourself. I know you knew. You had the list of new employees. You would have noticed him a mile away. No one, other than myself, hated him as much." Sakura smiled.
"Well, even if I knew, it was an awesome speech in there. Very. mysterious, yet forward."
"Thank you, now I need to go back to work."
"Right. Well, just wanted to drop by and remind you that I'm still here. And one more thing. Who's the dude in the mailroom? I felt something going on between you two. If you know what I mean." Josh gave a hint.
"That was Li Syaoran, and nothing was happening. Now good bye." Sakura concluded with a slight blush on her cheeks and walked towards the cart.
"You do realize I can bug you all day."
"I bet you're feeling smug right about now, but if you do keep bugging me, I promise you, when I get home tonight, I'm coming after you. And you know I can put a mean hurt on you." Sakura warned. "Oh, that reminds me. I need a quick plane to fly home for dinner. I promised daddy."
"All right. At 6:30, go to the roof of the CIA building. We'll send a chopper. A small one."
"Won't people notice?" Sakura asked with an eyebrow raised.
"No. Latest design. Really small and really fast. Don't worry, Joshman got you covered chica."
"All right. I'll see you later." With that she heard the little click telling her that he was gone.
She walked towards Syaoran's office. Before she walked in, she knocked on the glass door. Sakura saw Syaoran wave his hand telling her to come in. Sakura smiled and entered.
"Mail?"
"Set it on my desk. Thank you." Syaoran smiled.
Sakura walked over to Syaoran's clean neat desk and set the small stack of letters on the table.
"Can I ask you something?" Sakura took a shot. "Does the CIA do anything else than what you guys are doing right now?"
Syaoran looked up at her. "I don't understand what you mean?" Syaoran knew perfectly what she meant. The CIA had an underground base with all sorts of missions going on, from covering the black market sales to hunting down international assassins.
"Well, it's alright. I was just curious. You know all those TV shows. Gets ideas into everyone's heads." Sakura shrugged with a smile. She tucked her blonde hair behind her right ear.
Syaoran smiled back as she walked towards the door. He watched her with a suspicious look. Soon as she was out the door, Syaoran turned to his computer and opened a window. He typed in 'Teru, Laura'. A screen popped up. He scanned through the file. After a few minutes, not finding anything, he shut the file and sat back in his large leather chair. He closed his eyes and wandered through his mind. Not finding anything, he gave a sigh and concluded that he was being way too suspicious.
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Sakura checked her watch, it was 6:00. She gave a small smile as she got into the elevator with her purse by her side. Everyone was leaving work except the few that had extra work to do. To her relief, no one was in the elevator. She took the elevator to the way top. To her dismay, you needed a key to be able to take the elevator to the roof. So she got off the floor before and decided to walk. From behind a corner, she looked around for cameras.
"Josh, you there?" Sakura whispered into the dark.
"Yeah?"
"I need camera clearance."
"Got it. On the count of three, run to the door, the security will have been momentarily disconnected. I'm going to give the building a blackout."
"Ok."
"One, two.THREE!"
Sakura quickly moved to the door. She grabbed the edge of her sweater and covered her hand with it. She turned the knob of the door and was soon outside in the crashing wind. She let go of the sweater and smoothed it out to prevent any wrinkles. (You people get why she did that, right? Fingerprints.) She looked up to see a small black helicopter flying overhead. He skirt fluttered under the intense wind.
"Hurry and get in. The blackout's going to be gone in, 10, 9, 8, 7."
Sakura hopped into the chopper as soon as it barely touched the ground. Soon as the pilot saw her in, he quickly ascended into the air.
"I'm up, Josh."
"Great. I'll see you at home. I think Rosa's making chicken fajitas. Hurry, I'm hungry."
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Syaoran looked towards the ceiling for some reason. He shrugged and went back to work.
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The large dining room was lit by the gentle glow of the chandelier. Sakura sat at one end of the long table. She quietly ate as she looked down the long table at her dad. Josh was seated in the middle looking at the two.
"So, Cereza, how is your undercover work." Fang took a bite of his chicken.
"Oh, it's going well. Soon as I have all the basic info on the computer security of the CIA, I'll be able to get a copied disc of all the files in the CIA building. And I'm sure josh can solve all the codes on classified items."
Fang nodded in agreement. Sakura and Fang stared at Josh who was busy stuffing chicken into his mouth. "Anyway, how long do you plan on staying with the CIA?"
Sakura thought about it for a second. "I don't know. How long should I stay? I really don't care."
Josh broke into the conversation with his mouth still stuffed.
"You need to be there for a couple of days. I need to figure out a way for you to access into the main computer room."
"Oh, alright."
"I see that both of you have everything as planned. I know I can count on you. Good luck. I must get going. I have a late flight to Tahiti. See you soon Cereza."
Fang got up and walked out of the room just before he planted a kiss on Sakura's forehead. Sakura smiled.
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Syaoran sat in his living room quietly with the lights dimmed. He rested on his sofa with his eyes closed. Just then the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey you." As woman's voice was heard on the other line.
"Hey." Syaoran gave a weak smile.
"You ok? You sound tired."
"I'm fine. You want to come over and give me company?"
"I thought you'd never ask. I'll be there in 5 minutes." Jessie hung up the phone.
Syaoran placed the phone back on its holder and sat back down on his couch.
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Sakura was back in her hotel room. She sat outside in the balcony and stared into the dark sparkling sky. The wind blew at her sort hair. 'What to do.' She thought. Not sure on what to do, she decided to walk around in the lobby downstairs. She put on her flip-flops, a pair of jeans, and a light blue shirt. She locked the door and walked down the hallway to the elevator.
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Syaoran opened the door to find Jessie standing there in a sparkling black dress that was cut low. She walked in.
"This isn't one of those seduction games, right?" He joked.
"No you goof! You said you were bored. So I took the liberty of giving you a night out."
"What?" Syaoran was confused.
"There's a new salsa club downtown. Come on, it'll be fun."
"Jess, I don't think either of us know how to salsa."
"So? It's ok, let's just go for the bar and we can watch." Jessie pleaded. "Please?" She put on her cute face.
"All right. Wait up, I'll be right back." Syaoran ran upstairs to change.
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Wandering around in the clean bright lobby where there were lots of potted plants, she walked over to a small group of people that were sitting around in the waiting area.
"Let's go tonight. The new club's downtown. It'll be cool." One guy said to his group of friends.
"But, Dan, none of us know how to salsa. It'll be a total blow." One girl whined.
Sakura smiled at what she heard and interrupted the group.
"Excuse me, I'm sorry to interrupt but where is this club that you're talking about?" Sakura smiled at them.
The guys in the group gave a goofy smile. Ignoring them, one girl spoke up.
"It's downtown LA, between Baker Boulevard and Westings Rd."
"Thanks. Good night." Sakura walked away towards the elevators. 'Finally.something interesting.' She thought.
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Sakura had changed and was looking over herself in the bathroom mirror. She had changed her hair again. It was raven black, just like how it was the last club she went t, except this time it was longer. She had pinned up her long raven hair with a black clip with a few strands of hair falling naturally around her from random places of her head. From her ears, two black crystal earrings dangled down to just above her shoulders. She was in a glittery chiffon red dress with intricate black beaded work that clung to her body. Spaghetti straps held up the short dress that, at one side, was cut halfway down her thigh and as it moved to the other side, it made a diagonal angle. The back was bare and the end of the dress was wavy, almost ruffled. She stepped out of the bathroom in her black high-heeled strap-sandals and headed towards the door with her bag.
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Because of the first night, the place was booming with people, noise, music, and laughter. Sakura had parked her black Jaguar in the packed parking lot. She had rented a car since she was going to be staying in LA for more than a day or two so she figured might as well get a good car. Unlike last time, Sakura had to actually wait in line to get in but she didn't mind. It was part of the experience and plus, last time was no fun. Not much dancing was included because of her mission.
Syaoran and Jessie had barely made it into a parking space. The two walked towards the long line.
"Wow! That is one long line." Jessie leaned over to the side to see how long the line was.
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After waiting for almost an hour, Sakura was finally in. 'Sheesh.' she thought bitterly. All her anger swept away as she stepped into the club and felt the beat of the drums and maracas. 'Home.' she thought.
Syaoran and Jessie entered the dimmed club. Off to the stage area, people in various dresses and outfits were dancing under the flashing lights. To the opposite side, there was a long counter with a mass of people leaning against the counter asking for their drink orders. Jessie and Syaoran walked over to the bar and sat down on two high chairs. They ordered their drinks and were talking to watch other as the two observed the crowd.
Sakura was at the other end of the bar and was talking to a man behind the counter.
"Ernesto! I didn't know you were starting a club here in LA."
The man squinted and looked closer at Sakura. "Cereza? Is that you?"
"Si." Sakura smiled.
"Did your papito send you on another mission?"
"Yeah."
"I figured. Well, I'm glad you're here."
Sakura smiled. Ernesto was her salsa teacher back in Colombia but he left a month or two ago to start his own place. He, of course, knew everything about her father. They were best friends. If there was one person other than Sakura that Senior Lobo trusted more was Ernesto. Sakura figured Ernesto was sent away to keep an eye on the black market trades in his area.
"So, is the teacher feeling a bit, salsa?" Sakura smiled broadly.
"Well, if you insist. Let's see how much I have taught you. Think of this as a final test." Ernesto came around the bar and offered his hand to Sakura. Sakura smiled and took it and he led her towards the dancing floor.
Everyone that was on the floor cleared to the side as the owner of the club made his way through the crowd with a beautiful woman by his side. Everyone clapped once they were at the center of the stage. Jessie got up and pulled at Syaoran's dark gray dress shirt by the sleeve.
"Come on. I think that's the owner of this place with someone."
"All right. Wait." Syaoran hastily put down his martini glass on the counter and followed, more like dragged by, Jessie to the crowd of people.
The music started with the powerful beat of the bongo drums, then joined in by the maracas. (I have no freakin clue how salsa songs are. Hehe.) When the rest of the band crashed into the up beat melody, Sakura started moving across the floor around Ernesto. As if on cue with the beat, Ernesto sprang to life and countered Sakura's moves.
Jessie and everyone marveled at the two's complex moves. Syaoran was enjoying the show but soon his eyes narrowed as he observed the woman in red. He watched her with hawk eyes as her lithe figure moved across the floor, accenting every step. Something about her seemed familiar.
In between a split second, Sakura tucked her hair behind her right ear trying to get it out of her face, but it all was done in one swift motion as she spun around.
Syaoran's mind clicked.
Sakura was now arm in arm with Ernesto when she noticed Syaoran in the crowd with Jessie. 'Shoot! He'll notice me!' Sakura thought panicked. As she and Ernesto danced, she leaned in towards his ear.
"CIA agent in the crowd. I need to get out." Sakura whispered.
"Living on the edge Cereza." Sakura could feel the man smile against her cheek. Sakura smiled. "When the song ends, get off the stage by following the far right wall. On the counter, just before you go out the back door, I'll set a deflector spray. You brought a car, right?"
"Yes."
"Ok, the song's going to end soon."
Syaoran was starting to make his way through the crowd as the song slowed down. When the song did end, the crowd burst into applause. Sakura quickly left the stage towards the right and Ernesto gave a deep bow.
"Thank you, thank you. Come on, let's have fun!" He invited the cheering crowd.
Soon as the crowd spread like a spilling liquid, Syaoran was momentarily trapped. Ernesto fell out of sight as he made his way tot he counter.
When Sakura quickly walked towards the counter, she grabbed the can in one swift move and rounded the corner towards the back entrance.
Catching his breath form the surprise burst of the crowds, Syaoran saw Sakura at the back. He figured what Sakura would try and ran out for the club through the front doors and made his way to the parking lot.
Sakura walked over to her black convertible jaguar. She sprayed the front and back license plate and fast as she could and got into her car, slamming the door shut. The sprays deflected anytime of light flashed at it to take a picture of the license plate. It also gave it an extra filmy gloss look to prevent from others looking at it. She put in her key and turned on the engine. She pulled the reverse gear and back out of her spot in a screech. She madly turned the steering wheel and soon enough, she was facing the exit of the lot. Sakura pulled the gear again and stepped on the gas and her car shot forward. As she made it out of the parking lot, she heard a car coming up behind her. It was a silver BMW. She flew down the street as the silver car was at her tail. She swerved the corner, leaving a trail of crushed cars.
Syaoran drove after Sakura. He dangerously made sharp turns trying to avoid the mess of cars. There were lots of loud honking and beeping. He pulled out his cell as he drove with precision. He pressed a speed dial number.
"Tano! Get a squad right now! I'm following her right now. I'm on Main and Fourth Street. You can trace my phone through radar. I'll leave it on." Syaoran yelled directions into the phone.
"Got it. They'll be there in 5." Tano replied. Tano could be heard dialing a number on another phone.
Syaoran focused back onto the road. The black Jaguar was right in front of him.
Sakura looked back as she drove, her long black hair now loose and fluttering around her face. She turned back trying to think up a plan. She opened compartment in front of the passenger seat and took out a black metallic object. She held it tight in her left hand as she drove with the other. Seeing the road up ahead was clear, she swerved the car into a full circle so she was facing Syaoran. She watched Syaoran hit the breaks, stopping inches away from her. Sakura grabbed at the gear and put it into reverse. She adjusted the mirror before stepping on the gas and shooting backwards. She raised her left arm and shot at Syaoran's car. She aimed for the tires. Syaoran swerved and jerked the car in an attempt to dodge the shots. On her 4th shot, it hit the right tire and Syaoran's car broke out into an uncontrollable spin. When he did manage to stop the car, Sakura's black jaguar was far-gone. He slammed his hands down onto the steering wheel in frustration. He looked up to see a group of cars flying down the road with flashing red and blue lights. 'Too late.' he thought bitterly.
SourPop1004: Hi! Finally, I hope you understand the relation with the title and this chapter. Actually.there really isn't an exact one but it kind of relates. Hehe.anyway, this chapter took a while since I rewrote it and I was having trouble thinking of how the chapter should progress. Anyway, I hope you like this story so far. I think the chapter is shorter compared to The Intern but I think it's still pretty good. You know REVIEWS are very, very welcome. I must say this again but please leave your e-mail address when you review so I can send you a line and give you some info when I update. =)
I'm going to take some time and sort of give you a feed back on your wonderful reviews. Umm.first off, I just want to say that I have no clue how to squeeze Eriol into this. And I don't know if Tomoyo will have a big part. I can say she does come out but she doesn't have a big part yet. I mean, I'm already writing the start of chapter 9 right now and I have a feeling it's going to end at chapter 10. But you see, I'm going to have to take a vote. From where I'm writing right now (won't say anything cause it gives the plot away.haha.), if I decide to do something in the story, the number of chapters will increase. But if I decide not to do it, I'll probably say the story will end at chapter 10. What do you guys think? Do you want this story to be longer? Just simply say a yes or no voicing your opinion in your review and I'll be forever grateful.
Secondly, I'm just going to say it head right. Up to the end of chapter 8 (where I'm at) I don't see any significant points where there's S+S. Like I said before, this time, I'm going to make the development slow. (Kinda) Cause I hate it when they rush everything. I felt like I rushed the romance in The Intern so I'm going to take advantage of this story and play it out the way I want it to be. So if there isn't much S+S, please hang in there. But I DEFINITELY do promise action and crazy twists. I guess that's all I have to say for now. If you have ANY ideas on how to get S+S together, please e-mail me.
Thirdly, someone suggested Sakura kill Syaoran, well, I thought of that but I'm not sure. It's definitely a possibility but I'm still thinking on that. Lately, I've been thinking of an ending for TSD. I already had an image at the beginning of this story but as the story plot line changed dramatically, I can't find a way to fit my ending. Hehe.anyway, keep reading and I know I'll think of a way to surprise you all.
Fourth(ly?), someone said for me to lay off the different languages. Well, I didn't use any German or French, and I used really little of Spanish. So sorry if you had any confusions with the different accents, but everyone else seemed to be getting it. So if you got questions, you know where to find me.
Anyway, thanks for reading and reviewing. Love you peoples. See you next chapter.
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