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

Dedicated to all. And I give cheese blocks to those who had reviewed my chapter 9. Thank you for the support. Sorry it's been very…late. But…Been very busy. Sorry for…trying to discontinue this story. I've said my sorry to others, and I've said my regrets for what I have done. And seriously, before all of this happened, I wrote this chapter to view on how people's words hurt. And…I then got hurt from other's words. Odd, no? Just tell me when to shut up, 'kay?

Chapter 10: Foolish Survey and New Mission


Yukino stared at the survey her language arts teacher had assigned to the class, to keep everyone busy and let people know each other better.

Name: Yukino Matsura

Gender: Female

Age: 15
Greatest Fear: …People's words

People's words…why had she written that? Oh yes…she remembered.


FLASHBACK

Yukino stared blankly at her bare wall as she sat on her creaky old bed.

"YUKINO!"

She sighed and got up, listening to her mother's loud voice echo throughout the house. She walked to the kitchen, where her mother was standing, and stood there quietly, eyes glues to the floor. Her mother turned and glared scornfully at her.

"WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO LAZY! I'LL CHOP OFF YOUR HANDS!"

Yukino felt tears build up in the corners of her eyes, but she held them in. Her mom pointed to a gigantic pile of clean laundry.

"GO FOLD THEM!"

Yukino nodded slightly and folded them in five minutes. She put them away in their respectable drawers and stood in front of her mother again.

"GO SET THE TABLE!"

Yukino went to the dining room table and arranged the place mats. She stared at them, not knowing what her mother was serving to actually put stuff on it.

"STOP STARING AND PUT BOWLS AND CHOPSTICKS ON THE TABLE!"

Yukino obeyed and walked away, where she sat there, listening to her mom's loud muttering, as she cursed Yukino. Her father, who was lying on the floor from a hard day of work, sighed.

"Stop yelling about it."

Her mother glared at him and started yelling at him. Yukino stood up, hearing her bed creak from old age, and walked to the bathroom, where she sat against a wall and cried silently. She sighed after five minutes and walked outside, looking perfectly normal. Then her mom yelled at her again.

END FLASHBACK


Yukino looked out the window. Her tears were forever gone, since she had cried so much before. She excused herself from class, saying she had a headache, and walked to headquarters. To home.

"Yukino."

"Hai, sir?"

"…Um…there's a new mission for you. Another war…"

Yukino glared at the floor and replied quietly.

"I will go alone. No lives shall be sacrificed."

"And you?"

"My life does not matter."

And Yukino walked out of the building to be picked up by one of the JAC's car. Her eyes unfocused as she spaced out. She jerked out of her trance as the car came into an abrupt stop.

"What is it?"

"Ma'am…there are…armed men in front of our car."

"…Lock the doors after me and stay down, out of range of shots and broken glass. Clear? Don't open the doors no matter what. I can break it later."

And she got out of the car. The driver immediately locked all of the doors and dived to a hiding space.

Yukino's gaze swept across the area.

15 men…not much.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw some movement.

Okay…make that 30.

Another movement caught her eye.

Fucking…bastards! Okay…make that 50. So what? I can take 'em on.

Then a helicopter flew above her, and she glanced at it, seeing men with machine guns at the ready.

Aw fuck.


Sakura hummed cheerfully as she prepared dinner with the help of Tomoyo.

"Ah, Tomoyo, pass the herbs, yeah?"

"Sure."

Tomoyo passes the herb seasoning and continued chopping lettuce. The phone ringed, so Sakura called Tomoyo to continue stirring the soup as she wiped her hands on her apron and walked over to the phone.

"Hello?"

"Are you Sakura Kinomoto?"

"Yes…why?"

"We have in our possession one Yukino Matsura. Would you presume a negotiation?"

"Go fuck yourself. Yukino can't be captured. She's one tough person who could kick your ass."

"Oh? With 100 men against herself and a quivering driver? I think not."

"…Okay. Don't fuck yourself."

"That is…a bit better. Now, I want a trade. Her in exchange for Daidouji."

"In your dreams."

"I can torture your friend to death."

"She'll kick your ass."

"I assume she cannot since she is already…being impaled at the moment."

"You big fucking liar."

"Suit yourself. I'll send her severed body to you when I am finished."

"……You big fucking asshole."

"I'll let you think about it."

Sakura sighed as she heard the dial tone. She hung up the phone and continued to quickly make dinner before walking out.

"Tomoyo, I'm going to my dad's office real quick. Set the table, 'kay?"

"Sure."

As the door closed, Tomoyo glared at the door.

"Ya damn bossy chick. Heh, she can't hear a word I say."

Sakura's voice echoed through the wall.

"Yes I can."

"…Shoot."


"Dad?"

"Yes?"

"Um…Yukino's like…kidnapped."

"Oh, that's nice."

Sakura stared at her father in disbelief. What the fuck? Then she noticed. He was engrossed in his Assassinations for Dummies book.

"DAD!"

He snapped out of his trance-like state and stared at her with widened eyes.

"Yes, dear?"

"Dad…Yukino is being held hostage."

"Oh…how wonderful."

"STOP READING THAT DAMN BOOK!"

Fujitaka coughed slightly in embarrassment and marked his page before closing it and staring at Sakura, hands folded.

"Ah, what were you saying, dear?"

"Yukino. Is. Kidnapped."

"……Oh really, now?"

"Yes."

"……………AAH! Yukino's kidnapped!"

Sakura shook her head.

"Such a lost cause."

"What was that, now?"

"Nothing…nothing."

Fujitaka went into his thinking mode and thought of what to do.

"I'VE GOT IT!"

Another voice, muffled by the walls, shouted.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! God, you need to remodel this place, with the walls so thin."

"How thin?"

Someone's fist punched through the wall and waved at them before leaving the room.

"…Oh. Now, Sakura, go and get this place remodeled."

"…Dad."

"Yes?"

"YUKINO IS KIDNAPPED!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

Both Sakura and Fujitaka stared at the wall where the person cussed again.

"Damn…you need to get this place remodeled."

"Right. Sakura. Go get someone to-…"

"DAD!"

"What?"

"…YUKINO IS KIDNAPPED!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

Sakura shook her fist at the wall as her annoyed anime vein popped out.

"YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP! Damn, this is like…a chain."

"Sakura?"

"Yes?"

"…How about that remodeling?"

"………"

"………"

"PUT DOWN THE FUCKING BOOK!"

"Ah…right. So what about that remodeling?"

"Dad…Yukino is being held hostage."

"……Oh, is she now?"

"YES!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

Sakura screamed and kicked a hole in the wall where the employee kept yelling through.

"YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

Fujitaka wagged his finger at Sakura.

"Watch your language, young lady."

"Yes, sir…"

Sakura nearly forgot Yukino was held hostage, until she looked at the cover of Fujitaka's book and remembered. But then her dad picked it up and started reading again.

"FREEZE! Put down the book and step away."

"……Why?"

"BECAUSE I SAID SO!"

"……Meanie."

Sakura glared at her dad, before blinking.

"Why was I here, again?"

The muffled voice came through the wall again.

"Something 'bout Yukino."

Sakura glared at the wall.

"You stay out of this!"

Awkward silence filled the room…rooms.

Tomoyo's voice floated through the ceiling, since she was on the top floor, and the floor was also very…thin.

"Sakura, the man holding Yukino hostage wants to speak to you."

Sakura blinked.

"Oh yeah…Yukino's kidnapped."

"Oh is she now?"

"PUT DOWN THAT BOOK!"


Eriol watched with amused eyes as his boss, Ichiro Hoshiwa, was pacing around the room, hands folded behind his back and back hunched from too much slouching.

"Hm…I want that answer soon…Where the hell is that girl?"

"What girl?"

"…That…girl we kidnapped."

"…You kidnapped a lot of girls."

"The one I barely kidnapped!"

"You barely kidnapped a lot of girls."

"The girl I didn't rape, yet!"

"…There are many girls you have not raped yet."

"……The one from JAC."

"……Oh. Her."

Ichiro sighed and looked around.

"Where is Li?"

"Looking after the girl."

"Which girl?"

"…The girl you barely kidnapped."

"I barely kidnapped a lot of girls."

Eriol sighed and rubbed his temples.

"The one from JAC."

"Oh! Her."

"………"

"………"

"………"

"Well…um…Go interrogate that girl."

"…Which?"

"…The girl I barely kidnapped!"

"You barely kidnapped a lot of-…"

"You know who I'm talking about!"

"……Oooh, the one from JAC. Gotcha, sir."

And he left to interrogate. Ichiro sat on a black velvet armchair and drummed his fingers against the arm rest, deep in thought.

"…Now. Which girl was I supposed to rape, today?"


Tomoyo stared at the bubbling cauldron of doom. Sakura's infamous soup. One that could kill all with its dangerously…dangerous special ingredient. Which was…she forgot. But as she cautiously neared the pot, one of the many bubbles burst, and Tomoyo screamed in surprise.

Sakura burst into the room and point a gun at Tomoyo and Tomoyo immediately raised her hands in surrender. Sakura blinked as she looked around the room and sweatdropped, laughing nervously.

"Thought the kidnapper was after you."

"……How very…thoughtful. If only you didn't point the gun at me."

They both remained quiet, not knowing what to do. Crickets chirped and a gunshot rang outside, with a woman screaming a very…high pitched scream, and a car swerving into a stop. Police sirens sounded outside, but other than that, it was very quiet. Sakura coughed nervously, to try to get rid of the awkward silence.

"SAKURA!"

Sakura and Tomoyo jumped and looked at the…thin floor, to where Fujitaka's voice echoed through.

"Yeeeeees?"

"Get down here!"

"Why?"

"……GET DOWN HERE!"

"…I'm making dinner!"

"Postpone dinner!"

"But-…"

"GET DOWN HERE!"

"Fiiiine!"

Sakura grumbled as she went down a floor to enter her father's office.

"Whaaaaat?"

"I'm sending you out on a mission-…"

"Isn't that how Yukino was captured?"

"……Your mission is to rescue Yukino. Sheesh, can't even let your own dad finish a sentence."

And with that, Fujitaka………returned to his Assassination for Dummies book. Sakura stared at the book, eye twitching, before she turned on her heel and left. To…not get picked up by a company car. She thought of it as…a newfound curse. Fujitaka poked his head out of the…huge window, and hollered down 71 floors to Sakura, who was all the way down to the sidewalk.

"AND DON'T FORGET TO PICK UP MY BOOK FROM THE BOOKSTORE!"

Sakura blinked in confusion before hollering back.

"WHICH IS!"

"ASSASSINATIONS FOR DUMMIES, PART TWO!"

Sakura's eye twitched again before she saw that people were staring.

"DON'T YOU MEAN-…"

Sakura though for a moment.

"DON'T YOU MEAN DOILIES FOR DUMMIES!"

"……ARE YOU ON DRUGS, DEAR!"

"………"

Sakura shook her head and started walking to a building far from the district, muttering curses about her odd father.

"Such a lost cause…"


Syaoran sighed for about…the hundredth time, as he heard Yukino clang a metal cup against the metal bars of the cell. Yukino hummed as she clanged the cup from one bar to the next, knowing that she was annoying him.

'Serves him right…damn…evil guy.'

"Stop the freaking noise!"

Yukino stuck her tongue out at him and he growled.

"I swear that I will tear you apart limb by limb when I get the chance."

Yukino cheekily grinned at him and she said in a song voice.

"But you caaaaan't!"

"Just shut up!"

"Nya-nyah!"


Sakura stared at the open country area. The air around the area was gentle, and was delicious to breathe in. The open country was serene and calming, the grass a lush green, the rows of trees moss covered and small cottages littered around the area. A small lake, to the side, glimmered in the sunlight of a blue and white.

Cattle grazed peacefully in the meadow and sheep…did whatever sheep do. Sakura's gaze swept across the piece of land in awe.

"Now why the hell would an evil company live in a place like this. Completely concealed by all of the…stuff. Now…it all makes sense."

Sakura nodded to herself and spotted a little stone tower that was dark and dank, completely out of place of the area.

"Ah…I see now."

And Sakura skipped over to the tower of destruction and knocked on the front door.

"Heeeeello? Tis little 'ol red riding hood! Open the door!"

Ichiro, Eriol, and Syaoran, who had ditched Yukino since she talked too much, stared at the door before yelling.

"Not by the hairs of our chinny chin chins!"

"…Ew, you guys have hairs on your chins?"

"It's called puberty."

"……OPEN UP THE DOOR!"

"Nevah!"

Eriol, Syaoran, and Ichiro shared giggles of sheer delight. Sakura growled and shook her fist.

"Then I'll huff, and puff, and blow your door down!"

Sakura took a deep breath, before exhaling slowly. Nothing happened.

"Oh screw it."

She kicked down the door and walked in. The…3 men -coughboyscough- squealed in terror and ran off in different directions.

"Run all you want! I shall find thee!"

Sakura walked into the tower and stared. There were…3 doors. And a huge spiraling staircase.

'Hm…door. Or stairs. Darkness. Or Heights. Paper. Or Plastic. Wait…no…not the right thought for the moment.'

Sakura shook her head of the thoughts and ran up the stairs. As she looked up and down the hallways, she spotted Eriol lying sprawled on the red velvet carpet, with red sheet covering everything except his face. She stomped over to him and kicked him in the side.

"Peek-a-boo!"

Eriol grunted as the air was knocked out of him.

"Nice hiding spot…"

"Hey, it's called camouflage. Duh…"

"………"

Sakura roughly pulled him up from his lying position and snapped handcuffs on his wrists behind his back, and tied his legs and handcuffs together, stuffing his 'camouflage' red sheet into his mouth, so he looked like a dead pig for a feast. Eriol was knocked unconscious and Sakura ungracefully heaved and threw him out of the open window, where he landed on the very soft grass.

She poked her head out of the window and shook her fist at him.

"You're lucky that broke your fall, you ungrateful bastard!"

And Sakura proceeded to go up the stairs to the next floor. She found Ichiro hiding childishly behind the window's curtain. His visible feet gave it away, and Sakura knocked him unconscious and threw him out of the window, where he landed right next to Eriol. And Sakura ran up the stairs once more.

She panted a little, out of breath, and seized the hand railing, where she stood there, back hunched a little, as she tried to regain her breath. As she finally breathed properly, she looked around the floor to look at all of the dank and dark cells. Only one was occupied.

"Yukino!"


Yukino hummed and continued to clang her cup against the bars. She heard her name being called and waved cheerfully at Sakura.

"Hey, Sakura. There's Syaoran right over there, hiding in the shadows. Psh, thinks I can't see him. Nevah underestimate the master!"

And she continued to hum and clang her cup against the bars. Sakura turned slowly to Syaoran.

"Did you feed her?"

"Sadly…"

"La di da da…"

Syaoran and Sakura simultaneously turned towards Yukino and yelled.

"Shut up!"

Yukino abruptly stopped and inclined her head to the left.

"Psh, shut yourself up."

Sakura rolled her eyes and Syaoran glared, before Sakura and Syaoran stared at each other again.

"So…we meet once more."

"…Yes."

Yukino hummed as she opened the cell door and stepped out. She closed it behind her and leaned against the bars, munching on a bag of cheese flavored chips. Syaoran stared at her in disbelief.

"How did you escape?"

"Nevah underestimate the master, child."

"I'm older than you!"

"That may be true, but I'm more mature than you. Mwahah."

"………"

Yukino grinned and looked at Sakura and Syaoran before whistling and walking out of the floor.

"Imma go help out at that war. Later."

And she left. Sakura and Syaoran stared at each other again.

"Mwahahahahahahah!"

Sakura never said that. Syaoran never said that. Yukino…might've said that. But she didn't. They both turned to see Ichiro laughing madly as he held a bomb in his hand.

"If I die, you'll be coming with me."

As he held the bomb, he swiftly pulled out a gun and shot.

Sakura screamed. Syaoran screamed. They both screamed in shock and terror.

"YUKINO!"

TBC…


Neheh, I am evil. Thought I was going to finish this story in one chapter? Hell no. Damn, it's long enough. Hope you enjoyed this crap-tacular chapter.

-The Angels of Death