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Rated: PG-13 for large amounts of swearing
Authors note (please read this one you guys, some of it is kind of important): Hello there! Yes I know what you are all thinking "oh god this weirdo is back to write stories that will never be finished" well, I plan on making that all change (yeah I know you probably don't believe me, but don't worry, I plan to gain your trust back!) I actually WROUTE OUT AN OUTLINE for this (gasp! I bet you didn't expect that!) So I will be staying on course with this story (yes, after leaving it for about 2 years) you don't HAVE to read this chapter if you read the original, but I've gone back and changed and added in a bunch of stuff so it's actually pretty different (and i hope better), and I've spaced it out better so that it's easier to read, so you may want to reread this. Now, if you plan on reading my story, there are just a few guidelines I want you to keep in mind,
1.) I type VERY slowly, so even if I have lots of time, and know exactly what I want to write, it's going to take me a while to get it finished, so please be patient. If I am rushed, it will be up faster, but it will be of poor quality. If I can, I hope to update once a week during the summer (hopefully that, it all depends on the amount of time I have) but during school (I'm entering high school this year so it may be hard for me to make time) it will most likely be every two weeks.
2.) I truthfully don't know very much about mafias, I know that they are rich, usually Italian, mostly older, and kill lots of people. I don't know how things are run, so I'm making up my own way. Don't like it? Then don't read, simple as that, I'm not forcing you. And about the older thing, do you really want to read about Syaoran when he's old and grey? Didn't think so. Also I know they don't have mafias is Japan or china, but lets just our imaginations ok?
3.) Reviews. Every author LOVES to get reviews, not just good ones, but constructive criticism, TELL ME HOW TO IMPROVE. Last year I had 2 music teachers, one praised us no matter what we did, they other constantly told us things we were doing wrong. Which one was my favorite? The one that criticized because I tried so hard to impress him and so I got better than I ever could have without that. I'm not going to bend to your every wish, but certain things if I feel you are right I certainly will change it, or at least not do it that way in the future. Another big thing is suggestions, tell me what you think should happen, and if I like it, I'll add it in.
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Mafia Madness chapter one: Bombings and new beginnings
"RUN!" shouted a twenty-three year old man with messy chocolate brown hair and amber eyes that were hidden with sunglasses, as he raced down the streets of Hong Kong, China looking for his black Mercedes Benz.
"We're right behind you!" shouted his right hand man as he and two other guys, and two girls ran behind him, all dressed in black trench coats. As they dove into their cars, the huge restaurant behind them exploded, as screams filled the air.
"That'll teach him not to double cross us," stated the amber-eyed hunk, whose name was Syaoran Li. He was the leader of the Hong Kong division in the biggest and most powerful Mafia in china. As he continued to drive with his cousin Meiling Li at his side, he began to hear police sirens getting closer.
" Oh shit cops!" Meiling yelled her long black and red streaked hair whipping around as she turned to her cousin with worried fiery red eyes. Syaoran frowned and quickly handed Meiling his cell since hers was getting repaired from their last ' little outing,' as he liked to call them.
"Call Nakazo and tell to get them to take the long way back, we'll lose the cops." He ordered his cousin, who quickly obeyed.
"Beep, beep, beep..." Nakazo answered his cell quickly but ducked before he could say a word as the driver nearly hit a wall trying to shake off the cops.
" This had better be good!!! I'm not exactly in a good place to chat!!" He yelled at his mystery caller not caring who it was as his light blue eyes flashed with annoyance.
" Thanks a bunch Nakazo, I feel so loved. Listen, who's driving the car?" Meiling asked from the other line.
" Eriol is why?" he answered.
" Put him on the line, I've got a message for him from Syaoran." She ordered
"It's Meiling with a message from Syaoran." He said as he quickly passed the phone to his blue haired partner.
" Yes Meiling, what's the message?" came Eriol's voice through the phone as he swerved the car just in time for a cop car to smash into a wall, satisfaction clear in his blue eyes behind his glasses
" Syaoran said to take the long way back, we'll lose the cops, and be there in a few, ok?" she asked, shortly followed by a shriek of surprise when a bullet just missed her head as it went out of the car again through the front window. Boy would Sen and Kenji be mad having to fix the car again, for the second time this week.
" Ask Syaoran if he's sure he doesn't want our help, there are a lot of them." Eriol replied unsure of long time friend and boss's decision.
"Ok, one sec." Meiling said before putting the phone on hold to talk to her cousin, who had just shot one of the cop's cars wheels causing them to spin out of control.
Meiling turned to Syaoran. " What did they say?" he asked.
" Eriol wants to know if you are sure about sending him back, and not taking his help. There are a lot of them you know, are you sure you can handle it?" she asked her cousin worriedly. Syaoran turned to her, mock hurt on his face.
"I don't believe this; my own cousin doesn't think I can handle nine measly cop cars? I think I'm going to cry Meiling." he said with a fake pout on his face, which soon turned to a smirk as he turned around in his seat and shot a police officer in the arm making him also loose control of the car and crash.
"Make that eight." He added with another smirk. Meiling rolled her eyes at her cousin's childish behavior and took the phone off hold.
" Eriol, are you still there?" she asked, making sure he hadn't decided to hang up because she took so long.
" Yeah, so what did he say?" came Eriol's patient reply through the receiver.
" He said he can handle it, now go this shouldn't take too long." She said and was about to say how immature Syaoran was about the whole thing when Syaoran yelled at her to shut her mouth and start firing.
" Eriol, I got to go, me and my gun are needed, Ja!" Eriol sighed and replied.
"Ja ne, and make sure your careful." There was a click as Meiling hung up, and he immediately followed suite and suddenly turned onto another street too fast for any cops to follow him, and headed towards the main place for all the people in their division.
Meanwhile In Japan
A young woman ran as fast as she could away from a large mansion, her chin length black hair whipping in the wind and her emerald eyes full of fear of being caught. She stopped when she came to a high chain link fence. She turned around one last time and looked at the place she had called home for the past twenty-two years of her life.
"Mother I will miss you dearly and I wish I could take you with me, but I would be too dangerous for you, I know he would send people out after us and I don't want to risk your life like that. Don't worry about me, I have money for a plane ticket out of here and I will go as far as I can. Touya I see how you are becoming so much like him, I will pray for you every night that you can find it in you to turn back to how you were before it is too late. Father, it breaks my heart so much to see what you have become, and that is a monster, a horrible bloodthirsty, greedy monster. I hope that the Chinese get you, hopefully the afterlife will turn you back to the wonderful person you once were. Goodbye mother and Touya, I love you " she whispered inter the darkness and blew a kiss towards the large mansion, willing herself not to cry. Then suddenly, deciding her time there was up, she whipped around, causing a wisp of long honey hair to come astray from under the silky short black locks, climbed up and over fence and continued to run.
Flashback from a few days before
She hated this. She hated her life, but not as much as she hated him. Her own father. Her misery was all his fault, him and his disgusting (for that's what she thought about it) "job". She was the one and only daughter of Fujitaka Kinomoto the infamous Japanese mafia leader and the man with a thousand people's blood on his hands. And she despised him for it. Up until the previous few hours her life had been picture perfect. she was easily one of the prettiest girls in all of Tokyo with a to die for slender figure, creamy light peach skin and bright emerald eyes framed by long black lashes and long honey brown hair to her mid waist. She was also the daughter of two extremely rich people so she always got the very best of everything, throughout high school she as very popular and head cheerleader. Plus to top it off, she was incredibly kind, and pretty smart too. Yes, she Sakura Kinomoto has the ideal life of many girls, and now at the age of twenty-two she was preparing to set off to one of the most highly rated universities in Japan. All this of course was before she walked in on her father in a "meeting" with a few people who worked with him giving the order to kill off a large group of people. The events and the shock were still fresh in her mind.
She had been walking past her father office chasing her kitty kero when she heard horrible words come from her father's mouth.
"SO WHAT THEY SAID THEY WOULD GO TO THE COPS?!?!?! KILL THE MOTHER FUCKERS BEFORE THEY CAN GET THERE! You can burry their bodies in the dump, that's where they belong, with the trash!" Fujitaka yelled in outrage to the three men he usually sent to do his dirty work. He had just lit a cigar and his graying hair was matted from his burst of temper.
She let out a gasp and the three men and her father turned towards the door.
"Sakura!" Fujitaka exclaimed, "It's not what it sounds like!"
She started to back away from the door in horror, but one of her fathers "work colleagues" ran forward and grabbed her before she could get away.
"Listen sweetheart, it's not as bad as it seems, we hardily ever kill as many people as the news says we do, and when we do it's only because the deserve it-" he started trying to explain, but she interrupted him.
"What do you mean? Are you saying that you have killed people before you were going to do this? I don't understand, what's going on?" She questioned not knowing what he was talking about and tears of confusion and betrayal threatened to fall form her eyes.
Fujitaka looked at her stunned "you mean you don't know? How much did you hear?"
"All I heard was you saying to kill some people and handing them guns. Tell me what is going on!!" she demanded, the tears now starting to spill from her bright green eyes.
"Oh shit" he muttered while running a hand through his already messed up hair, "I suppose I'll have to tell you now. You watch the news sometimes right?" he questioned trying to make things easier to explain.
She nodded still not understanding so he continued, "well then you've obviously heard all about the Japanese Mafia, the one at war with the Chinese Mafia?"
Again she nodded, still not understanding (that's sakura for you, dense as always, ne?) so again he continued "and of course you've heard of the mysterious leader that only high ranking members know the identity of? The one that goes by the name 'Taka' but nobody knows his real name?" (Lame I know but I couldn't think of anything else)
Again she nodded, STILL not catching on to what he was trying to explain to her, so again he continued, "Sakura, the mysterious leader is me I'm in control of the entire organization, that's where we got all this money from!"
Sakura didn't say anything; she just turned just turned and ran breaking free of the other man's hold on her wrist. She threw herself into her room and locked that door and cried into her pillow eventually falling asleep. A few hours later she woke up and thoughts about her family cam rushing into her head.
"Oh Touya, you're in on this too aren't you? All those times you have been going out to "bond" with dad over the years, you were really getting tangled into all of this stupid mafia business" she spat the last few words like they burned her tongue and turned over so that she was lying on her back looking at the ceiling.
"And mother, you've know about it the whole time didn't you? All this time you've bee getting quieter and quieter, but I never noticed until now" she whispered to no one in particular thinking of her poor dear mother.
"Well" her eyes now darkening "I won't have any part of this, mom dad and Touya and I are supposed to be going to a party this week, I'll pretend to be sick and when they're gone, I'll get the hell out of here." Making up her mind she turned over and grabbed her cell phone she had just got earlier that week and hadn't told her parents about yet, afraid that her father may have tapped her regular line, and phoned her closest friend since the age of 11, Naoko, who was a nurse at a local clinic (lets just pretend that she is already a nurse and got her degree already ok?) and told her everything.
"Yes," she though slightly happier "I'll be out of here and hopefully in a different country before he even realizes that I've left. All I need now is some money from my bank account and possibly a wig..."
Flash back ends
After she climbed the fence, she continued to run down the street, it was still dark, but that was because it was 4 am, mother, father and Touya would still be sleeping for ay least 3 more hours, and by then she hoped to be long gone. She had left a note for her mother that said she was going to commit suicide, hopefully her mother would tell father, and they would think her dead and not look for her, giving her an opportunity to start over fresh.
When she got to her destination, she hid behind the huge pine tree and waited. About 10 minutes later a red convertible pulled over, Naoko's red convertible to be exact. She out from behind the tree and hugged her friend thanks. Naoko, had light brown hair just past her shoulder and it was thickly layered, she also wore smart looking oval glasses and had caramel coloured eyes.
"Here, I got you a thousand dollars cash from your account, (ok, I know that in Japan it is called yen, but don't know how much it ids worth or what kind of money there is in china, so I'm going to keep this story in Canadian money so I know what I'm talking about ok?) And I transferred four hundred grand (try to remember that she and most people she knows in this are all Marjory rich, so that doesn't seem like very much to them) into a new account for you, that should get you a car, a decent apartment and clothes and food and other stuff you will need. I set it up so only you and I will know about it, maximum security, so your father won't even know it's exists or be able to trace it to you. Do you know where you are going?" she said handing her friend the cash and the new credit card and information about her new bank account to her, looking worried. (Ok ok, I know naoko couldn't really have don't that but lets just use our imaginations ok?)
"Thank you so much Nao, I couldn't have pulled this off with out you. I have no idea where I am going, I'm just going to ask for a ticket to the next and farthest flight, hopefully out of the country. I have my new cell, and mom and dad don't know about it, so I'll call you in three weeks or less so my parent aren't suspicious. I they ask, you haven't talked to me since we went to the mall on Saturday ok?" sakura replied to her long time best friend.
Naoko smiled slightly "of course I won't tell them I thing I swear. Are you going to get your name changed?" she questioned.
"No, I know for sure father has connections there, I'll keep the same name incase he decides to check there." She answered.
"Right good idea. We better get going though; you'll want to get out of here fast. But first, you have a few pieces of your hair falling out of your wig, you better fix it before we get to the airport." Naoko stated as they both got into her car.
Sakura nodded and pulled the black wig off of her head, allowing long slightly wavy honey locks to fall gracefully down her back, she then picked up and elastic from naoko's car and tied it up in a bun, then place the black wig over it. It looked perfect, should fool anybody into believing it was her real hair only died and cut since her last ID picture was taken.
When they pulled into the airport parking lot, Naoko and Sakura both got out and hugged. Naoko then handed her a backpack and sakura gave her a questioning look.
"it has a change of clothes, some extra batteries for you phone and a few snacks incase you are hungry when you arrive." Naoko said smiling sadly.
"Oh Nao! I'm going to miss you so much! Maybe some day I can come back and visit you" Sakura whispered while embracing naoko tightly and both girls started to cry.
"Maybe, or perhaps I could go there, wherever there is. You do promise to phone me and tell me where you are don't you?" naoko questioned worry shiny behind her glasses.
Sakura smiled at her and replied, "of course I will! Naoko you are my best friend, I wouldn't just run away and not tell you where I was. Just when my parents tell you that I'm, "dead" find a way to take care of kero for me ok? I don't want my poor cat in the same house as him. But, I have to go now, thank you so much for this." Sakura said with tears streaming down her face.
"Don't worry, I will I promise, good-bye sakura, and good luck, I'll miss you so much" naoko said, also was tears. The girls hugged one last time and then sakura went inside, and Naoko drove off to her house before anyone noticed her absence.
In the airport
Sakura walked unsurely up to the front desk where a friendly looking woman sat at a computer, as soon as sakura was at the desk the woman looked up at her and beamed.
"Hello there miss, what can I do for you?" she asked while still smiling brightly.
"Hello. I was wondering when the next plane out of the country was leaving and where to?" Sakura Asked in a bit of a rushed voice.
The woman, whose name was Ming Sue according to her name tag, gave her a curious glance before looking up something on her computer. After a few seconds she replied "there is a plane leaving for Hong Kong China in about half an hour. Is that helpful?"
'China! Father is against the Chinese mafia, I should avoid going there.' Sakura though with slight panic. "Actually, is there anything leaving soon besides to china?" The woman looked on her computer screen and a few seconds.
"No, I'm sorry, the next flight out of the country isn't until 10 am and it's to Italy. Would you like to be booked on that?" Ming Sue asked her.
'the sooner I get out of her the better, I guess, china here I come, besides, nobody knows his identity anyway' Sakura thought before replying "actually, I think I'll take the flight to Hong Kong" She said. Ming Sue smiled and booked the flight.
on the plane
Sakura smiled softly as she sunk into the comfortable first class seat (the only one left on the plane). In a few hours she would be entering a new country and a new life. She would never be pulled into any of this mafia madness again.
If she only knew then what fate had in store for her.
end of chapter
Author's note: that's all for now, hopefully the next chapter will be a bit longer, tell me what you think so far
Rated: PG-13 for large amounts of swearing
Authors note (please read this one you guys, some of it is kind of important): Hello there! Yes I know what you are all thinking "oh god this weirdo is back to write stories that will never be finished" well, I plan on making that all change (yeah I know you probably don't believe me, but don't worry, I plan to gain your trust back!) I actually WROUTE OUT AN OUTLINE for this (gasp! I bet you didn't expect that!) So I will be staying on course with this story (yes, after leaving it for about 2 years) you don't HAVE to read this chapter if you read the original, but I've gone back and changed and added in a bunch of stuff so it's actually pretty different (and i hope better), and I've spaced it out better so that it's easier to read, so you may want to reread this. Now, if you plan on reading my story, there are just a few guidelines I want you to keep in mind,
1.) I type VERY slowly, so even if I have lots of time, and know exactly what I want to write, it's going to take me a while to get it finished, so please be patient. If I am rushed, it will be up faster, but it will be of poor quality. If I can, I hope to update once a week during the summer (hopefully that, it all depends on the amount of time I have) but during school (I'm entering high school this year so it may be hard for me to make time) it will most likely be every two weeks.
2.) I truthfully don't know very much about mafias, I know that they are rich, usually Italian, mostly older, and kill lots of people. I don't know how things are run, so I'm making up my own way. Don't like it? Then don't read, simple as that, I'm not forcing you. And about the older thing, do you really want to read about Syaoran when he's old and grey? Didn't think so. Also I know they don't have mafias is Japan or china, but lets just our imaginations ok?
3.) Reviews. Every author LOVES to get reviews, not just good ones, but constructive criticism, TELL ME HOW TO IMPROVE. Last year I had 2 music teachers, one praised us no matter what we did, they other constantly told us things we were doing wrong. Which one was my favorite? The one that criticized because I tried so hard to impress him and so I got better than I ever could have without that. I'm not going to bend to your every wish, but certain things if I feel you are right I certainly will change it, or at least not do it that way in the future. Another big thing is suggestions, tell me what you think should happen, and if I like it, I'll add it in.
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Mafia Madness chapter one: Bombings and new beginnings
"RUN!" shouted a twenty-three year old man with messy chocolate brown hair and amber eyes that were hidden with sunglasses, as he raced down the streets of Hong Kong, China looking for his black Mercedes Benz.
"We're right behind you!" shouted his right hand man as he and two other guys, and two girls ran behind him, all dressed in black trench coats. As they dove into their cars, the huge restaurant behind them exploded, as screams filled the air.
"That'll teach him not to double cross us," stated the amber-eyed hunk, whose name was Syaoran Li. He was the leader of the Hong Kong division in the biggest and most powerful Mafia in china. As he continued to drive with his cousin Meiling Li at his side, he began to hear police sirens getting closer.
" Oh shit cops!" Meiling yelled her long black and red streaked hair whipping around as she turned to her cousin with worried fiery red eyes. Syaoran frowned and quickly handed Meiling his cell since hers was getting repaired from their last ' little outing,' as he liked to call them.
"Call Nakazo and tell to get them to take the long way back, we'll lose the cops." He ordered his cousin, who quickly obeyed.
"Beep, beep, beep..." Nakazo answered his cell quickly but ducked before he could say a word as the driver nearly hit a wall trying to shake off the cops.
" This had better be good!!! I'm not exactly in a good place to chat!!" He yelled at his mystery caller not caring who it was as his light blue eyes flashed with annoyance.
" Thanks a bunch Nakazo, I feel so loved. Listen, who's driving the car?" Meiling asked from the other line.
" Eriol is why?" he answered.
" Put him on the line, I've got a message for him from Syaoran." She ordered
"It's Meiling with a message from Syaoran." He said as he quickly passed the phone to his blue haired partner.
" Yes Meiling, what's the message?" came Eriol's voice through the phone as he swerved the car just in time for a cop car to smash into a wall, satisfaction clear in his blue eyes behind his glasses
" Syaoran said to take the long way back, we'll lose the cops, and be there in a few, ok?" she asked, shortly followed by a shriek of surprise when a bullet just missed her head as it went out of the car again through the front window. Boy would Sen and Kenji be mad having to fix the car again, for the second time this week.
" Ask Syaoran if he's sure he doesn't want our help, there are a lot of them." Eriol replied unsure of long time friend and boss's decision.
"Ok, one sec." Meiling said before putting the phone on hold to talk to her cousin, who had just shot one of the cop's cars wheels causing them to spin out of control.
Meiling turned to Syaoran. " What did they say?" he asked.
" Eriol wants to know if you are sure about sending him back, and not taking his help. There are a lot of them you know, are you sure you can handle it?" she asked her cousin worriedly. Syaoran turned to her, mock hurt on his face.
"I don't believe this; my own cousin doesn't think I can handle nine measly cop cars? I think I'm going to cry Meiling." he said with a fake pout on his face, which soon turned to a smirk as he turned around in his seat and shot a police officer in the arm making him also loose control of the car and crash.
"Make that eight." He added with another smirk. Meiling rolled her eyes at her cousin's childish behavior and took the phone off hold.
" Eriol, are you still there?" she asked, making sure he hadn't decided to hang up because she took so long.
" Yeah, so what did he say?" came Eriol's patient reply through the receiver.
" He said he can handle it, now go this shouldn't take too long." She said and was about to say how immature Syaoran was about the whole thing when Syaoran yelled at her to shut her mouth and start firing.
" Eriol, I got to go, me and my gun are needed, Ja!" Eriol sighed and replied.
"Ja ne, and make sure your careful." There was a click as Meiling hung up, and he immediately followed suite and suddenly turned onto another street too fast for any cops to follow him, and headed towards the main place for all the people in their division.
Meanwhile In Japan
A young woman ran as fast as she could away from a large mansion, her chin length black hair whipping in the wind and her emerald eyes full of fear of being caught. She stopped when she came to a high chain link fence. She turned around one last time and looked at the place she had called home for the past twenty-two years of her life.
"Mother I will miss you dearly and I wish I could take you with me, but I would be too dangerous for you, I know he would send people out after us and I don't want to risk your life like that. Don't worry about me, I have money for a plane ticket out of here and I will go as far as I can. Touya I see how you are becoming so much like him, I will pray for you every night that you can find it in you to turn back to how you were before it is too late. Father, it breaks my heart so much to see what you have become, and that is a monster, a horrible bloodthirsty, greedy monster. I hope that the Chinese get you, hopefully the afterlife will turn you back to the wonderful person you once were. Goodbye mother and Touya, I love you " she whispered inter the darkness and blew a kiss towards the large mansion, willing herself not to cry. Then suddenly, deciding her time there was up, she whipped around, causing a wisp of long honey hair to come astray from under the silky short black locks, climbed up and over fence and continued to run.
Flashback from a few days before
She hated this. She hated her life, but not as much as she hated him. Her own father. Her misery was all his fault, him and his disgusting (for that's what she thought about it) "job". She was the one and only daughter of Fujitaka Kinomoto the infamous Japanese mafia leader and the man with a thousand people's blood on his hands. And she despised him for it. Up until the previous few hours her life had been picture perfect. she was easily one of the prettiest girls in all of Tokyo with a to die for slender figure, creamy light peach skin and bright emerald eyes framed by long black lashes and long honey brown hair to her mid waist. She was also the daughter of two extremely rich people so she always got the very best of everything, throughout high school she as very popular and head cheerleader. Plus to top it off, she was incredibly kind, and pretty smart too. Yes, she Sakura Kinomoto has the ideal life of many girls, and now at the age of twenty-two she was preparing to set off to one of the most highly rated universities in Japan. All this of course was before she walked in on her father in a "meeting" with a few people who worked with him giving the order to kill off a large group of people. The events and the shock were still fresh in her mind.
She had been walking past her father office chasing her kitty kero when she heard horrible words come from her father's mouth.
"SO WHAT THEY SAID THEY WOULD GO TO THE COPS?!?!?! KILL THE MOTHER FUCKERS BEFORE THEY CAN GET THERE! You can burry their bodies in the dump, that's where they belong, with the trash!" Fujitaka yelled in outrage to the three men he usually sent to do his dirty work. He had just lit a cigar and his graying hair was matted from his burst of temper.
She let out a gasp and the three men and her father turned towards the door.
"Sakura!" Fujitaka exclaimed, "It's not what it sounds like!"
She started to back away from the door in horror, but one of her fathers "work colleagues" ran forward and grabbed her before she could get away.
"Listen sweetheart, it's not as bad as it seems, we hardily ever kill as many people as the news says we do, and when we do it's only because the deserve it-" he started trying to explain, but she interrupted him.
"What do you mean? Are you saying that you have killed people before you were going to do this? I don't understand, what's going on?" She questioned not knowing what he was talking about and tears of confusion and betrayal threatened to fall form her eyes.
Fujitaka looked at her stunned "you mean you don't know? How much did you hear?"
"All I heard was you saying to kill some people and handing them guns. Tell me what is going on!!" she demanded, the tears now starting to spill from her bright green eyes.
"Oh shit" he muttered while running a hand through his already messed up hair, "I suppose I'll have to tell you now. You watch the news sometimes right?" he questioned trying to make things easier to explain.
She nodded still not understanding so he continued, "well then you've obviously heard all about the Japanese Mafia, the one at war with the Chinese Mafia?"
Again she nodded, still not understanding (that's sakura for you, dense as always, ne?) so again he continued "and of course you've heard of the mysterious leader that only high ranking members know the identity of? The one that goes by the name 'Taka' but nobody knows his real name?" (Lame I know but I couldn't think of anything else)
Again she nodded, STILL not catching on to what he was trying to explain to her, so again he continued, "Sakura, the mysterious leader is me I'm in control of the entire organization, that's where we got all this money from!"
Sakura didn't say anything; she just turned just turned and ran breaking free of the other man's hold on her wrist. She threw herself into her room and locked that door and cried into her pillow eventually falling asleep. A few hours later she woke up and thoughts about her family cam rushing into her head.
"Oh Touya, you're in on this too aren't you? All those times you have been going out to "bond" with dad over the years, you were really getting tangled into all of this stupid mafia business" she spat the last few words like they burned her tongue and turned over so that she was lying on her back looking at the ceiling.
"And mother, you've know about it the whole time didn't you? All this time you've bee getting quieter and quieter, but I never noticed until now" she whispered to no one in particular thinking of her poor dear mother.
"Well" her eyes now darkening "I won't have any part of this, mom dad and Touya and I are supposed to be going to a party this week, I'll pretend to be sick and when they're gone, I'll get the hell out of here." Making up her mind she turned over and grabbed her cell phone she had just got earlier that week and hadn't told her parents about yet, afraid that her father may have tapped her regular line, and phoned her closest friend since the age of 11, Naoko, who was a nurse at a local clinic (lets just pretend that she is already a nurse and got her degree already ok?) and told her everything.
"Yes," she though slightly happier "I'll be out of here and hopefully in a different country before he even realizes that I've left. All I need now is some money from my bank account and possibly a wig..."
Flash back ends
After she climbed the fence, she continued to run down the street, it was still dark, but that was because it was 4 am, mother, father and Touya would still be sleeping for ay least 3 more hours, and by then she hoped to be long gone. She had left a note for her mother that said she was going to commit suicide, hopefully her mother would tell father, and they would think her dead and not look for her, giving her an opportunity to start over fresh.
When she got to her destination, she hid behind the huge pine tree and waited. About 10 minutes later a red convertible pulled over, Naoko's red convertible to be exact. She out from behind the tree and hugged her friend thanks. Naoko, had light brown hair just past her shoulder and it was thickly layered, she also wore smart looking oval glasses and had caramel coloured eyes.
"Here, I got you a thousand dollars cash from your account, (ok, I know that in Japan it is called yen, but don't know how much it ids worth or what kind of money there is in china, so I'm going to keep this story in Canadian money so I know what I'm talking about ok?) And I transferred four hundred grand (try to remember that she and most people she knows in this are all Marjory rich, so that doesn't seem like very much to them) into a new account for you, that should get you a car, a decent apartment and clothes and food and other stuff you will need. I set it up so only you and I will know about it, maximum security, so your father won't even know it's exists or be able to trace it to you. Do you know where you are going?" she said handing her friend the cash and the new credit card and information about her new bank account to her, looking worried. (Ok ok, I know naoko couldn't really have don't that but lets just use our imaginations ok?)
"Thank you so much Nao, I couldn't have pulled this off with out you. I have no idea where I am going, I'm just going to ask for a ticket to the next and farthest flight, hopefully out of the country. I have my new cell, and mom and dad don't know about it, so I'll call you in three weeks or less so my parent aren't suspicious. I they ask, you haven't talked to me since we went to the mall on Saturday ok?" sakura replied to her long time best friend.
Naoko smiled slightly "of course I won't tell them I thing I swear. Are you going to get your name changed?" she questioned.
"No, I know for sure father has connections there, I'll keep the same name incase he decides to check there." She answered.
"Right good idea. We better get going though; you'll want to get out of here fast. But first, you have a few pieces of your hair falling out of your wig, you better fix it before we get to the airport." Naoko stated as they both got into her car.
Sakura nodded and pulled the black wig off of her head, allowing long slightly wavy honey locks to fall gracefully down her back, she then picked up and elastic from naoko's car and tied it up in a bun, then place the black wig over it. It looked perfect, should fool anybody into believing it was her real hair only died and cut since her last ID picture was taken.
When they pulled into the airport parking lot, Naoko and Sakura both got out and hugged. Naoko then handed her a backpack and sakura gave her a questioning look.
"it has a change of clothes, some extra batteries for you phone and a few snacks incase you are hungry when you arrive." Naoko said smiling sadly.
"Oh Nao! I'm going to miss you so much! Maybe some day I can come back and visit you" Sakura whispered while embracing naoko tightly and both girls started to cry.
"Maybe, or perhaps I could go there, wherever there is. You do promise to phone me and tell me where you are don't you?" naoko questioned worry shiny behind her glasses.
Sakura smiled at her and replied, "of course I will! Naoko you are my best friend, I wouldn't just run away and not tell you where I was. Just when my parents tell you that I'm, "dead" find a way to take care of kero for me ok? I don't want my poor cat in the same house as him. But, I have to go now, thank you so much for this." Sakura said with tears streaming down her face.
"Don't worry, I will I promise, good-bye sakura, and good luck, I'll miss you so much" naoko said, also was tears. The girls hugged one last time and then sakura went inside, and Naoko drove off to her house before anyone noticed her absence.
In the airport
Sakura walked unsurely up to the front desk where a friendly looking woman sat at a computer, as soon as sakura was at the desk the woman looked up at her and beamed.
"Hello there miss, what can I do for you?" she asked while still smiling brightly.
"Hello. I was wondering when the next plane out of the country was leaving and where to?" Sakura Asked in a bit of a rushed voice.
The woman, whose name was Ming Sue according to her name tag, gave her a curious glance before looking up something on her computer. After a few seconds she replied "there is a plane leaving for Hong Kong China in about half an hour. Is that helpful?"
'China! Father is against the Chinese mafia, I should avoid going there.' Sakura though with slight panic. "Actually, is there anything leaving soon besides to china?" The woman looked on her computer screen and a few seconds.
"No, I'm sorry, the next flight out of the country isn't until 10 am and it's to Italy. Would you like to be booked on that?" Ming Sue asked her.
'the sooner I get out of her the better, I guess, china here I come, besides, nobody knows his identity anyway' Sakura thought before replying "actually, I think I'll take the flight to Hong Kong" She said. Ming Sue smiled and booked the flight.
on the plane
Sakura smiled softly as she sunk into the comfortable first class seat (the only one left on the plane). In a few hours she would be entering a new country and a new life. She would never be pulled into any of this mafia madness again.
If she only knew then what fate had in store for her.
end of chapter
Author's note: that's all for now, hopefully the next chapter will be a bit longer, tell me what you think so far