The Pains from the Depth of Your Heart

By, The Angels of Death

Summary: AU. Kinomoto Sakura, Matsura Yukino: New students of Seijou High; Grade 11. Test subjects to Project 753159. Current status: Healthy, with slight amnesia. What would happen if Li Syaoran stumbled across this information?

Pairings: S+S

Still dedicated to Shauna Beattie. Because…yeah. Eheh, and a good friend named Haide Navarro, who also shares a big passion for…ICE CREAM! Just kidding, we share a great love for…CCS and other stuff.

Chapter 2: Midday Attack


A man in his early thirties sat impatiently as he waited for his daughter to show up for the day's meeting. This man is none other than Fujitaka Kinomoto, auburn brown hair and kind twinkling eyes that were currently hidden behind his small-framed glasses. Usually, he would have patience that went on for miles, and was never grumpy or annoyed.

However…his 15-year old adoptive daughter, Sakura Kinomoto, one of his most faithful agents, was…2 hours late. Of course, waiting 2 hours to start a meeting, while in a quiet area, made you a bit edgy and nervous. So…he started tapping his fingers along his maple wood desk.

As he nervously tapped the abused desk to his heart's content, his eyes darted around the room. From the desk, to his files, to the 15-year old sitting in front of him. Another one of his top agents: Yukino Matsura. Though awfully quiet and shy, she hid behind her talents that could literally soar through the roof. Her dark brown, nearly black eyes gave him an unwavering stare that seemed to pierce through him.

This was also a slight cause that made him nervous and disgruntled. He coughed slightly and spoke up, first.

"Do you know where Sakura could be?"

"No."

That was all she said. Her answer: blunt, short, spoken in monotone. Fujitaka merely blinked. Inside JAC, she was plain, dark, mysterious, and spoke in monotone. Outside JAC, however…he grinned at the mere thought of it. Outside of JAC, in a secluded area with just a small group of people, she bounced all over the place. Well…after she digested food. Usually Yukino postponed her meals until dinner.

However…dinnertime…it would ALWAYS be fun with Yukino around. Fed-up with waiting as the clock turned to 10 AM, he pressed a button on his phone, where a woman's voice echoed off the walls.

"Yes, Mr. Kinomoto?"

"Call someone to give my daughter a wake-up call."

"…Yes, sir."

They all waited for a few minutes in a tense silence, until a scream filled the building, shaking all 74 floors like an earthquake.

"HOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEE!"

Oddly enough, the building shook for 10 minutes. Fujitaka fell off his chair and weakly crawled under his desk. His…shatter-proof sentiments fell to the floor, as all employees used the earthquake drill. They were quite used to it, actually. He snickered at the thought of their first occurrence.


FLASHBACK

Fujitaka was at the board room having a very important meeting with the JAC corporate financial advisors.

"So, we need more supplies of ammunition. After we figure how much it'll take out of JAC, then we can-…"

He was rudely interrupted by his daughter's screaming of a very long 'Hoe'. The building shook and most of the advisor's either clung for dear life of the long staff table, or fell off of their seats and stayed on the floor in a state of shock.

Fujitaka had gone to a normal public school, so he knew the earthquake drill: Stop. Drop. And Rock and Roll. Or…was that the fire drill? No matter, he dove under the table before scalding hot coffee spilled on his clothes. The financial advisors, however, screamed as they were soaked and burned with coffee.

Yukino had calmly walked into the room, not at all affected by the earthquake, as she showed Fujitaka an empty bucket.

"Sir, Sakura was given a wake-up call with the water god, courtesy of Touya."

END FLASHBACK


So the financial advisors left the company, angry and red from the heat. It hadn't mattered, since Yukino became the company's new financial advisor, and did a hell of a lot better job than the old coots. Touya had been grounded for a week. Fujitaka gave the whole building some touch-ups in case another earthquake happened again. He replaced all of his possessions that he kept on his desk with others, only shatter-proof. And all-and-all, everything was hunky dory.

Fujitaka shakily sat back onto his seat, rearranging everything and putting the sentiments back to where they belonged. He eyed Yukino wearily.

"How can you not be affected by these earthquakes?"

Throughout earthquakes, Yukino never once lost her balance of got sick. Yukino merely shrugged and inclined her head slightly towards the door. Fujitaka followed her gaze and…

Sakura ran into the room, her shoulder-length auburn hair disheveled from the running and was soaked to the bone in her pink pajamas. The employees on the floor they resided in , which was the 73rd floor, laughed at the site of Sakura.

"I DEMAND THAT TOUYA FALLS UPON THE WRATH OR MY SWORD!"

Fujitaka merely smiled at her.

"I sent for a wake-up call, since you weren't showing up for the past 2 hours. So unless you want to lose a father and a damn good boss, then I suggest you take back the threat. Go change clothes and come back for the meeting, kay?"

Sakura sighed and nodded. She sprinted up to the 74th floor, where there were 4 rooms, 3 bathrooms, a huge living room, and kitchen. One room was for Sakura, one was for Yukino, one for Fujitaka and his wife Nadeshiko, and the last containing 2 beds, one for Touya, and the other reserved for his friend Yukito, whenever Yukito felt like staying over, which was a lot.

Fujitaka smiled as he remembered one day during dinner, Yukito had attended, and cracked a lame joke, about how Touya had a friend named Yukito, while Sakura had a friend named Yukino. Course, they all laughed hard because of how stupid it sounded. The building of JAC was fool-proof. Disguised as a company to make…doilies. It sounded very lame, yet…it WAS fool-proof. No one ever paid attention to doilies.

Fujitaka was shaken out of his thoughts as Sakura stormed through the door, in a mad manner. He gulped, because he didn't know whether Sakura would take the new news he had in store for them in a calm manner, like Yukino, or…destroy the building…like Sakura always did.

Sakura huffed as she crossed her arms in her seat. She eyed her adoptive father suspiciously. He visibly gulped a little before he took on his business manner.

"Right. Since witnesses at the club say that Yukino was with Mr. Fujimoto at the time near his death, it would be safe to switch schools. Don't worry, you're not going there just because of this as well. The owner of Daidouji Toy Company needs you both to protect her daughter from unwanted gang members. So your job is to both trail her around school undercover. It doesn't matter if you befriend her, but do any means necessary for protect her."

They both nodded. Sakura bounced up and down in her seat, ecstatic.

"Yaaay, another mission! Whee!"

Fujitaka smiled at her reaction as a sense of relief washed over him.

'Good…she didn't get a heart attack or anything…'

"So you'll need to be going to Seijou High right now and pick up your uniforms and schedule. Don't worry, in every class that girl has, one or both of you will be in it. Got it?"

They both nodded once more before filing out. Sakura bounced all over the place, happily.

"I ALWAYS WANTED TO GO TO SEIJOU HIGH! WHEEEEEEE!"

Yukino remained quiet and scanned her surroundings out of the corner of her eyes. It was a skill she was able to produce quite well. Yukino could always look natural, but be able to do anything stealthily.


As they were a block away from school, Sakura bounded over to ogle over the building, while waiting for Yukino to catch up.

"Yukino, looook! They have Sakura trees in the back!"

Yukino merely glanced at it and nodded confirming that she saw them. Sakura ignored the silence and dragged Yukino into the school building. There, they went inside the school office. Sakura purchased her uniform first, and opened it. The skirt was…very short. Everything else was okay. Yukino walked over to the person in charge of the uniforms and quietly beckoned them forward. As the lady leaned forward, Yukino started talking shyly and quietly.

"Excuse me miss. May you please do me a favor?"

She blinked before nodding.

"I have very nasty burns all over my legs, since I was trapped in a burning building not too long ago. I was hoping that I can purchase boy's pants, but girl's top."

The lady nodded sadly.

"Sure thing, hon. Poor dear…"

Yukino received the new uniform and walked over to the hyper Sakura slowly, in a limp to show the lady she was telling the truth. She put her arm over Sakura's shoulders, and leaned on her, whispering so softly, that Sakura barely caught it.

"Pretend I'm hurt and help me out of the office."

After they picked up their schedules, Yukino limped out of the office with Sakura helping her. Yukino turned her head back and gave everyone in the office warm smiles before leaving. As they were outside, Yukino explained what she did and Sakura cracked an evil smile and rubbed her hands together.

"Eheheh, you're such a sneaky little bugger, aren't ya?"

Yukino merely nodded as they both went to the girl's bathroom to change. They both exited their personal stalls at the same time and over looked each other. Sakura had discarded her uniform blazer in her backpack and twirled in front of the mirror. Her skirt was short, but it suited fine for Sakura.

She combed out her shoulder-length auburn hair and put on some pink lip-gloss before approving.

Yukino wore the guy's pants, making her look even more mysterious and darker than ever with her straight mid-back length black hair and her dark brown eyes that glowed black from far away. Her pale skin was good against the black pants, so she was okay with just clear lip-gloss.

"Shall I wear more black make-up? This girl's file says that she's a gothic."

Sakura looked over Yukino critically before shaking her head.

"You look kick-ass enough to pass for the chick."

Yukino nodded and they both made their way to AP Calculus. Since they were late, they had to start in the middle of 4th period, then lunch, then 5th and 6th. None argued because it meant less class. Yukino reached up and timidly knocked on the door.

The noise in the classroom abruptly stopped as the floor was smacked open by a man with crazy grey hair that would make Albert Einstein jealous. His glasses were down to the bridge of his nose and he gave both a wide smile before stepping aside to let them walk in. The whole class remained shocked because of how pretty they both were. Sakura cheerfully waved at them.

"Hi! My name is Sakura Kinomoto and please become my friend!"

All the guys smiled and winked at Sakura and she giggled. Then the attention was turned to Yukino. Yukino took in all of her surroundings, while never turning her head. When she knew it was her turn, she inclined her head slightly and said in a low voice that made people shiver and lean forward to hear better.

"Yukino Matsura. Dare mess with me and I will kick your ass."

However the teacher, Mr. Hiroshima, merely smiled cheerfully.

"Ah…Kinomoto-san, please take that seat in the 2 row, window seat. Behind Yamazaki-kun and beside Mihara-san. Please raise your hands."

Sakura stared at the guy with his eyes closed and a cheerful smile, and the girl with cute pigtails and friendly aura. Sakura smiled and skipped towards them, not noticing her skirt was fluttering for all the perverted guys to see a little more skin. Even though what they saw was a lot already.

"Matsura-san…hmmm…you can take the window seat at the very last row, behind Hiiragizawa-kun and beside Daidouji-san. Please raise your hands."

Yukino observed who she was going to sit near quickly. Hiiragizawa was…pale. With azure hair and matching eyes behind round and thin-framed glasses. He looked…pretty friendly. Although he wore some black accessories. Daidouji Tomoyo, her new mission. She had long wavy purplish hair and amethyst eyes that looked at her with a friendly twinkle. But no one but her would notice that, since it was hidden behind black make-up. Black lipstick…black eyeliner…black eye shadow…and good lord, was she pale. So it was confirmed. The chick was darkish. Yukino threw friendly smiles at Hiiragizawa and Tomoyo, which they both returned.

Yukino grinned inwardly. It seemed that she got a good seat in this class. However…Yukino's eyes narrowed at the site of the guy sitting in front of Tomoyo. He had messy brown hair and amber eyes, and she knew that he felt the stare. And as he quickly turned to find out who was staring, she stared at him from the corner of her eyes as she stealthily did her notes. He would never know who was staring at him.

As Yukino stared at the board, she smiled. She had already learned this during her training in JAC. So she took out a small black notebook and started writing notes…on the people that she found suspicious, or whom she knew were friendly. First starting off with the guy who sat in front of Tomoyo and next to Hiiragizawa. She glanced at Hiiragizawa, knowing full well that he knew all of this already and passes him a note swiftly, before Mr. Hiroshima found out.

Eriol's eyebrow rose a bit, before he read the note.

Hi. I'm Yukino Matsura, and I'll be sitting behind you forever in this class. Shall I laugh evilly? It fits into the mood. But this is beside the point. Please tell me the name of whom is sitting to you right and do not inform anyone I asked. I'm on a mission, and it's very important. Respond back. Or suffer the consequences, by being tickled to death by yours truly. I guess you can say I have an odd sense of humor in my mind, no?

Eriol smiled and jotted down an answer before handing it to her.

Hi, Yukino. I am Eriol Hiiragizawa. The boy at my right is one of my dear friends. His name is Syaoran Li. I can introduce him to you sometime, but he hates girls. So don't think about it. You sound nice, with the whole dry humor. Maybe we can be friends sometime in the future.

Yukino rolled her eyes and wrote some more.

Were you like…inhaling fumes earlier, or what? Why the hell would I be interested with…that guy?

Eriol smiled amusedly.

Most girls fall head over heels in love with him.

Yukino went into a coughing fit, until she straightened up and continued taking notes, aware of the stares she got. When everyone turned away, she jotted down more onto the note.

You kidding me? Fall in love with the guy with the funky eyes that are always slits because he's always scrunching his face into a glare? Dang…you DID inhale something. You need help, man…

Eriol coughed slightly at the description and continued to write.

We'll continue this chat at lunch. The bell will ring in a few moments.

Yukino threw away all the notes and walked out of class as the bell rang. Eriol caught up to her and walked next to her. Yukino looked at Sakura from the corner of her eyes and saw that she was talking to Tomoyo, in a way to make friends. She inwardly shrugged, knowing that she wouldn't be needed at the moment, so she could speak with Eriol.

As they both neared a Cherry Blossom tree, Yukino climbed to a tree branch and looked up to see Eriol above her. She sighed and looked up.

"Ew. It's all I have to say to you. Ew. Why Syaoran? He's like……ew. Well actually, I think all guys are ew…so……ew."

Eriol chuckled.

"Let's drop the subject. So why do you wear the boy's uniform?"

"Hey, hey…no need to be mean. I only got the pants from the boy's uniform, and took the girls shirts. I despise skirts and dresses with a passion. With the pants, I actually get to wear PANTS! And they're black. And they have a lot of pockets. And they're comfy."

"I…see."

They remained silent for the rest of lunch, and leapt down the tree to 5th period. Eriol waved good-bye to her as he proceeded to French class, as Yukino made her way to Language Arts. Her second favorite subject after math. As she walked in, she noticed she was first in class, so she walked up to the teacher and handed him her schedule for him to sign and stuff.

She nodded and waited for class to file in and introduced Yukino and led her to a seat in the very back of the room, at the middle. A guy in front of her turned around and smirked at her as he looked her up and down.

"Hey, babe. How 'bout you and me go have some fun?"

Yukino remained silent. Everyone had stopped reading to watch, and the teacher stopped her sentence. Yukino merely raised an eyebrow at him. He twitched slightly when he got no response. So he reached out to touch her cheek, but Yukino knew what he was doing, so she tilted her chair black from the carpeted floor, so it slid easily. He growled and stood up. She smiled and stood up as well.

The teacher looked worried, but she knew she could do nothing against that boy. When she uttered a sound to try and stop him, he turned and glared at her, making the teacher gulp and sit down. Yukino watched with slight amusement.

"C'mon babe. Lemme show ya a good time."

"Sorry, sir. But I will have to refuse your offer of a 'good time' and please use some sensible grammar."

"No one tells me whatever the fuck to do, got that?"

"Sir, please refrain from using such foul language, because I will not pit up with it."

"Who died and made you boss?"

"Maybe you is you do not refrain from talking."

He growled and was about to slap her when Yukino grabbed his hand and cracked his fingers back farther than usual, making him yelp in pain. Yukino grabbed some rope from her beloved backpack and tied his hands behind his back.

"Oooh, feisty, eh? Gonna play cops and robbers?"

"No. Merely pissed off chick and idiot."

She smacked a point near his shoulder and neck and he fell unconscious. Then she slammed the door open and threw him out, where she then slammed the door close and washed her hands of his filthy germs at the classroom sink.

Then she sat down and leaned her head on her hand and smiled at the teacher.

"Please proceed to where you left off."

She nodded dumbly and started reading from the book.

"I heard everything that happened."

Yukino realized that she had her communication device still on and smiled.

"Oooh…feisty Yukino? Pissed off chick and idiot? Nice pick up lines."

Yukino merely spaced out as she whispered in the communicator.

"Now, I am very pissed off…"

TBC…


Sooo, I made a chapter 2 so soon. Be proud of me. Anyways, it's longer, and more humor, I guess. Sorry if I keep basing it on Yukino, but I want her to kick ass first so that I can focus on her/my past in chapter 3, then move on to S+S. Eeh, felt like skipping 6th period.

Review, and rock on?

-The Angels of Death