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Chapter Six: The Hunt

Syaoran and I pulled up to Victoria peak on the Yamaha, and let me tell you, I've never been happier to get off that damn bike.

For one; he went way too fast, if I'd fallen off, I would have been screwed.

Two; Syaoran obviously doesn't know what a red light stands for. He went right through them, all of them, cutting past cars and everything.

Which I happily pointed out to him each time.

This got him mad.

Did I care? No, as usual.

"Happy now?" he said as we got off the bike.

I nodded and handed him the helmet back. "Ecstatic."

Syaoran rolled his eyes and looked around. "Where's Meilin? She said she'd meet us here."

I was about to say something when something caught my eye.

A bright pink piece of paper.

I walked over to the bench that the paper was taped to and ripped it off.

"What are you doing Kinomoto?" Syaoran growled.

"Reading this randsom note from Meilin." I said flatly.

"What?" Syaoran gaped at me. "Let me see."

Before I could move the paper from his reach, he snatched it out of my hand. Syaoran quickly skimmed over Meilin's handwriting, his amber eyes intense on the slip of paper. "Oh no, not again!"

"What do you mean, not again?" I asked, snatching the paper back.

"She does this every summer. It's like a game."

I smirked reading over the paper. It read: Dearest Syaoran and Sakura, you are now part of my famouse "Hunt for Meilin" game. (Yes Sakura, enjoy it, you are now part of the tradition). You have until midnight tonight to find Chang and I. We will be hiding somewhere in the city and you have to follow the clues and come find us. Oh and Syaoran? No backing out on this one, because your Yamaha is what will be getting you around. Much love, Meilin!

"So we have to find her?" I said, turning to Syaoran.

He nodded. "As I said, she does this every summer and she's wicked impossible to find. I loose every year."

I smirked, grabbing the helmet from him again. "Well you've got me now, so there will be no loosing."

Syaoran looked at me then, not in a mean way that he had over the past three weeks…but…I can't explain it.

I turned away from him. "The first clue is…I am bright and shine at night."

"Fireworks." Syaoran said.

"No, stars." I said back. "It has to be. Fireworks can shine during the day."

"No they can't." Syaoran said, grabbing the paper from me. "See? Shine is capitalized, it's Shine, the person. We go to her house, she keeps all the fireworks."

I rolled my eyes and got on the back on the bike, wrapping my arms around his waist as I did before. "Okay. Let's go then."

Syaoran started up the bike and sped down the walkway that led away from Victoria Peak, whizzing past tourists and the like.

We made it to Shine's house in no time flat.

She sat on the front doorstep, a pink piece of paper taped to her red hair.

"Bout time you two got here." she growled. "This thing was getting annoying."

I smirked and pulled the paper from her hair. "Thank you."

"What does it say?" Syaoran asked.

I showed him the paper.

Dear friends you have made it to the first checkpoint, many more to go. Here is your next clue: When I bleed my blood is as red as my skin and my heart is as hard as a stone. What am I?

"What the hell?" Syaoran growled. "My heart is as hard as a stone?"

"You?" I suggested.

He glared at me. "I don't get it. Shine?"

"No way man." she said, walking into her house. "I'm going back to bed. Bye."

I thought for a moment. What bleeds the same color as it's skin and has a heart as hard as a stone?

I gasped and grabbed Syaoran's arm, pulling him back to the bike.

"What is it?" he growled. "What is your problem?"

"Cherry!" I grinned. "It's a cherry! Cherries bleed the same color as it's skin when you bite into them and their pits are hard!"

Syaoran gaped at me. "How did you get that?"

I rolled my eyes. "Just get on the bike. We have to go somewhere with cherries."

So we did.

We did this all day, going from place to place finding clue after clue.

Soon, the sun began to set as we reached yet another clue.

"You've gotten this far so don't give up." Syaoran said, reading off the paper. "Chang and I are waiting. If you loose, please don't hold Ju On."

"Ju On?" I said. "The Grudge? Shouldn't she say a grudge, not the grudge?"

Syaoran shrugged, looking over the paper. "That's all that's written."

"Well." I sighed. "Ju On is a Japanese movie."

"I know." Syaoran sighed.

"But what are we supposed to do, go to Tokyo?" I asked, confused. "She's a clever one..."

"It's a Japanese movie…" Syaoran sighed, leaning against the wall of a nearby building. "But we don't really have anything Japanese in Hong Kong."

"What about a movie store? It might be there." I suggested.

"Yeah!" Syaoran said. "That's it! They have Ju On at the movie store!"

Before I could even stop him or get a word in, he grabbed my hand and pulled me back to the bike.

We sped off down the street towards the movie store, buildings and people rushing past.

"How much time do we have left?" Syaoran shouted over his shoulder.

"A couple hours!" I shouted back. "Like, three."

"It's already nine?"

"Yeah."

We rushed into the movie store, Syaoran went into the aisles to look for the movie while I went to the register.

"Excuse me, but do you have the Japanese movie Ju On?" I asked.

The lady shook her head. "I'm sorry dear, but we just rented it out."

"What?" I groaned. "Was there a piece of paper on it? A pink one?"

She shook her head. "No, sorry honey. Maybe you have the wrong store."

"We don't." Syaoran said, appearing at my side. "This is the only store that holds that movie."

"Well there wasn't a paper." the woman shrugged.

I sighed and walked back out of the store with Syaoran. "I don't get it! I thought we'd had it!"

"Wait." Syaoran said. "It's a Japanese movie…and your Japanese."

"What are you getting at?" I asked.

"Come on." Syaoran said, grabbing my hand again. "I think I know where to go."

With a shrug I followed after him. No use in fighting it, especially since he was stronger and he had a pretty good grip on my hand.

Wait. My hand? When did this happen? He refused to go near me before…

Odd.

I shrugged it off as we sped down the streets.

And stopped at my hotel.

"What are we doing here?" I asked.

"Duh." Syaoran smirked. "The clue was you. It's in your room."

Oh.

We ran into the hotel, almost slamming into a couple of guests, and hopped in the elevator.

Damn that thing was slow.

"So…" I said as we waited for the elevator to get to the eigth floor. "How many years has Meilin been doing this?"

"Six." Syaoran said. "Since we were ten."

"Ten? And your parents let you run around Hong Kong like this?"

Syaoran shrugged. "They didn't care."

I stared blankly at him. "Your uncle is here, isn't he?"

Syaoran looked up at me. "Yeah, what of it?"

I shrugged. "Nothing. It's just that Meilin said him being here was stressing you out. Why?"

"That doesn't matter." Syaoran snapped. "We have to find the next clue."

I glared at him. "You know I can just ask Meilin."

"Go ahead." he retorted.

"I will!" I growled. "God, why do you have to be so cold all the time? I thought today was supposed to be fun, I was actually having fun with you! I didn't want it to end up in a fight!"

As soon as the words left my mouth I wanted to snatch them back, for the look Syaoran gave me was anything but anger.

He stared blankly at me. "Really?"

I felt my face turn bright red as the elevator finally reached our floor. "Lets just go."

So I walked out of the elevator, Syaoran trailing after me going, "Aren't you going to answer?"

Uh, no. I think I was embarrassed enough, thank you.

But what I had said was true. Even though we'd spent the past three weeks fighting, I still cared about Syaoran.

As, you know, a friend.

And I had thought the hunt would be fun, so maybe Syaoran and I could maybe stop fighting, for once. At first we had…but then he had to get all snappy…

Ass.

I slid my key into the lock and pushed open the door.

Sure enough, there was a pink note on the bed.

I sighed and sat on the edge of the bed and unfolded the pieces of paper, reading aloud. "You've made it far, just one clue left. Sakura you should get this one. Find us, we're waiting for you under the stars."

"What?" Syaoran said flatly. "The hell does that mean? Sakura you'll get this one?"

"I don't get it either." I shrugged. "There's nothing else written."

"How'd they get in here anyway?" Syaoran wondered aloud, looking around the room.

"My dad's probably in on it, he has a key." I sighed, getting up from the bed just as Syaoran sat beside me.

I walked over to the window, foldin my arms across my chest, staring out at the harbor, the sky shinning off the water. "We only have half an hour left!"

"Damn." Syaoran growled, getting to his feet. "Sakura…how are you supposed to get this?"

"I don't know." I sighed, checking my cell phone for mesagges, just in case. There were none.

"Do you think she'll care if we cheat?" Syaoran smirked, walking up to me.

"How can we cheat?" I asked.
Syaoran shrugged. "You said that Meilin has been e-mailing Tomoyo. Call her."

I grinned. "Yes! Syaoran you're brilliant!"

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