A/n: Hey everyone! It is me again, and I am here to present you with chapter three of Strictly Professional. Yes, I have updated. I hope you guys like the revised versions of chapter one and two, and for the people who read the old version of chapter two where Eriol did not know Tomoyo yet, you have to read the new version. I did give a warning of not to read the second chapter yet, until I have it posted that I renewed it, yet I don't think people read the author's notes. So I do advice you that before you read this chapter please read chapter II: Matched.

Here's chapter three and I hope you guys enjoy reading this.

Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura

Strictly Professional

Chapter III:

Fishy

The heavy clouds moved gradually, covering the brightly shining sun. A crisp fall breeze blew a number of warm-coloured, dried leaves. The trees' almost leafless branches swayed together with the gently blowing wind. Everything seemed to move in coordination, all except for the group of five who stood stiffly in front of each other.

Touya stared at the sight before him, puzzled. He looked back and forth at the seemingly stiff figures in front of him. Sakura was glaring up at Syaoran, while Tomoyo was staring up at Syaoran with eyes incredibly wide with astonishment. Eriol however, appeared just as confused as the model's brother.

"What's going on?" Touya cleared his throat and asked.

Tomoyo shifted and lifted her camcorder back to average level, "I'm just shocked to see Li again."

Everyone turned to face Sakura and Syaoran. Sakura glared, her emerald green eyes blazing with fury. "Sakura, it's rude to glare." Touya simply reprimanded.

Sakura turned her head and glared at her older brother, and then she stomped over to Tomoyo's car with a huff. Her fists were balled and her head hung low, muttering a number of curses under her breath as she kicked a rock.

"Tomoyo, we're leaving!" Sakura turned around and screamed; as she tried to yank open the silver car's door. Unfortunately for her, no matter how hard she tried to pull it open, it wouldn't budge. After all, the doors were locked.

"Sakura, come back here this instant." Touya said threateningly, as he crossed his arms.

"No!" Sakura refused. "Tomoyo, come on! We're leaving!"

"But Sakura, we just got here." Tomoyo reasoned; looking over her camcorder and at Sakura's fuming features.

"Sakura, Tomoyo's right. We just got here," Eriol agreed with Tomoyo, as he looked over at Sakura's direction with eyes that reflected confusion and concern.

"Sakura come over here!" Touya screamed.

Everyone stopped to look over at Touya's enraged face. Sakura glared at her brother and stomped back to where she was earlier. "What?" Sakura questioned annoyed.

"You just got here and you're already like that," Touya reprimanded Sakura. "What is wrong with you today?"

"Monthly mood swings," Everyone turned their heads to the seemingly calm Syaoran, as he finally spoke. "It's been going on since yesterday," He continued casually.

"I am not having monthly mood swings!" Sakura argued back, glaring back at him.

"Yes you are." Syaoran simply stated with a smirk.

"And how the hell do you two know each other?" Touya demanded for an answer. He was confused, and he didn't like it when he was confused or uninformed about things, especially when it concerned his sister. That's how he was labelled as the over-protective brother in the first place. 'Nobody messes with my sister except me,' was the famous line of Touya Kinomoto.

Tomoyo and Eriol watched the scene unfold before them, catching everything on film. Touya was fuming just like Sakura, while Syaoran casually stood there with a smirk. They seemed to ignore Touya's question as they stood there, scowling at each other.

Syaoran turned to face Touya, "Well, I wanted to see it for myself," Syaoran started as he shoved his gloved hands inside his pockets. "What night life at Tokyo looked like," He added as Touya raised his eyebrow. "And I coincidentally bumped into Ms. Kinomoto when she was in the park."

Everyone stared at Sakura waiting for an explanation; however she only continued glaring at Syaoran. "I noticed that she was in need of…" Syaoran stared at Sakura and sighed, "Help so I decided to help her with getting ri-"

On that instant, Sakura's mind panicked and realized what he was about to say. She cut him off even before the other three knew what really happened the night before, "getting my keys back."

Syaoran stared at her and found that her glare had softened, but her eyes held a warning. Those brilliant emeralds told him not to tell the rest of the party about how they really met. "After that, I dropped her off at DMO while helping her looking for her missing house keys. Unfortunately, she never found them."

Everyone looked back at Sakura expecting an explanation. "Sakura, how come you never told me you met Li-kun?" Tomoyo asked Sakura politely.

"First of all, I did find my keys." Sakura pointed out.

"Really? Where'd you find them?" Li interrupted, interested at the fact that she had, after all that commotion found her house key. He never remembered her successfully finding her key.

"That's none of your business," she shot back at him.

"I bet it was with you all that time," Syaoran said with a shrug.

"Now you stalk people?" Sakura asked rolling her eyes at him. "Stalker."

Sakura looked back at the other three, choosing to ignore the amber-eyed man, "Besides, how was I supposed to know that you people know him?" Sakura questioned with a sigh, after emphasizing the word him and disgustingly looking at Syaoran. That's why the name sounded familiar. He's Hong Kong's top bachelor on the list.

"So, she was like this yesterday too?" Touya sighed and as he turned to question Syaoran.

"Yeah," Syaoran answered casually.

"That doesn't explain that fact that you just decided to go storm off and leave all of us here. In fact, you must be grateful that Li attempted to help you," Touya squinted his eyes at the auburn-haired maiden.

"Uh…" Sakura started. If I tell them, they'll never let me leave without a bodyguard for what really happened, or worse… Sakura thought worriedly. I'll be having a whole week of lecture from two, whole different companies.

Everyone's eyes were on Sakura, anticipating for an answer. Uncertainly she answered, "Monthly mood swings."

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The crunching sounds of leaves beneath their feet were the last thing in Tomoyo's mind as she walked slowly with her camcorder in hand, focusing it on Sakura. She looked blankly at the screen, her mind wandering off to another important thought. When she had seen Li today, she was shocked. She never expected Touya to be friends with Li. After all, KBCorp still doesn't know about the plan. They were not informed about it yet; even she was informed on the last minute. There was no way of predicting how Sakura's family company will take the impact of the change since, it was also, partly personal.

Tomoyo sighed as she positioned herself to stand under a tree as Sakura, Touya, and Syaoran boarded the canoes on the huge artificial pond. She slightly jumped when someone had tapped her on the shoulder. She shut her camcorder and turned around to find sapphire orbs staring back at her amethyst ones.

"Don't do that." Tomoyo demanded as she looked at anything but Eriol.

"Don't do what?" Eriol questioned innocently with a smile.

"What do you want Hiiragizawa?" Tomoyo questioned as she turned to once again face the three people who were getting set on the canoes. She switched her camcorder back on and focused on Sakura.

"Nothing," Eriol said, as he peered through her shoulder to watch Tomoyo film Sakura who almost tipped the rented canoe once she stepped on it, due to the minor waves provided by the forcefully blowing winds.

"Then go away." Tomoyo stated coldly.

"I don't want to." Eriol stated flatly as he fixed his gaze on the amethyst-eyed beauty beside him. "Why do you hate me so much?" Eriol questioned as he adjusted his glasses, staring admiringly at her pale, yet exquisite features.

Tomoyo felt his gaze on her and decided to shift her position. "I don't hate you," she started. "I simply dislike you."

"Does it have anything to do with what happened back in-" Eriol was cut off as Tomoyo rapidly turned her head to face him. It was too fast, that anyone would think that it had done serious damage to the young lady's neck; however it was the last of her concerns.

"It has nothing to do with that," she glowered at him. "I've always disliked you ever since we were kids, you should know that by now."

"Why?" Eriol asked his eyes digging in to hers.

"It's none of your business."

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Sakura shut her eyes and tightly grabbed the sides of the canoe trying to balance it, as a gust of wind blew harshly, making the canoe wobble from side to side. She was stuck in the middle of the rectangular, man-built pond in the park because Touya had asked her to be a referee on a race between him and Syaoran. However, she cared less about their race; she couldn't help but speculate on how Touya and Tomoyo knew Li.

She wondered on how her brother could have possibly known such an arrogant man, but then again, he was just like him. They seemed like the type of people who would not get along; in spite of this, they had happened to be friends. Maybe they met from the company, Sakura thought as she brushed a stray ringlet of hair away from her face.

What came more of a surprise to her was when Tomoyo had clarified that she was shocked to see him again. She kept on wondering that maybe it was business matters, but she was always informed about business matters; that was until last night's meeting. Now that she thought about it, she'll be asking Tomoyo about that later on.

It can't just be because he's Hong Kong's most renowned bachelor, can it? Sakura thought as she sat, unmoving in her canoe.

Sakura furrowed her eyebrows as she kept on thinking of the many different possibilities on how those three knew each other, or rather, how Tomoyo knew Li. She had a very disturbing feeling that Tomoyo was keeping something from her. She had seen it this morning as well, when Tomoyo was fixing her hair. She saw the look of distress on her best friend's face reflected on the mirror. Tomoyo had claimed that it was only because of the reason that, it was the last blind date she could set Sakura on. Of course, Sakura simply let it go and decided not to question her friend any further. Besides, Tomoyo wouldn't lie to her.

Then again, if you say something that you partly mean, it wouldn't really be lying. Sakura thought, with a sigh.

She grabbed her coat and wrapped it closer to her; it was getting dark and slowly turning chilly. The thick volume of dark and heavy looking clouds had overlapped the sun's warm, bright rays. The winds were becoming more vicious than they were earlier that day. It didn't help her with the concentration she needed.

"Kinomoto," Sakura heard Syaoran scream. "Come on over here, let's race!"

"Hurry it up kaiju!" Touya screamed from the right end of the pond.

Sakura decided to grab on her canoe paddles and row her way to where the two other canoes sat. "Calm your asses down!" She screamed as she swiftly made her way to the starting point of the race.

Once Sakura had reached the end, Touya decided to announce the rules, which Sakura was very familiar with; after all, she and Touya used to race each other ever since they were kids. They even had a scoreboard, which Tomoyo keeps updated and recorded; she even had proof on film.

Whoever lost gets whatever punishment the winner decides to give, except the punishment of declaring a loss of a match point on the scoreboard. If there are any penalties, such as on purposely, or accidentally tipping an opponent's canoe or loosing their paddles, then the person will be penalized by loosing a mark on the scoreboard and will be automatically be considered the loser of the match. Unfortunately, Sakura was one point behind her brother on the scoreboard. It was fifty-four to fifty-three, and she greatly disapproved of that, stating that there are penalties that are not shown on film.

"Lastly, get ready to get your butts kicked." Touya stated, as he positioned himself to race. "Go!"

Syaoran, Sakura, and Touya all grabbed their paddles and rowed as forcefully as they can against the opposing wind. It was a tough competition, considering the chilly weather and that there was a guest competitor, who had great upper and lower body strength; not that the lower body strength was needed. Sakura shivered as she rowed her paddle as forcefully as she could. Sakura was determined to win and rub it in her brother's face.

Touya was behind by a couple of strokes while Syaoran and Sakura was directly a meter beside each other.

"Good luck Kinomoto-san," Syaoran sneered as he looked straight at the emerald-eyed beauty.

"Hah!" Sakura exclaimed. "Back at you Li," She stated sarcastically as she glanced at her opponent on the other side, only to find him smirking back at her.

They were rowing at the exact same speed, until Syaoran's canoe seemed to move faster than hers. Syaoran sped up his pace as he slowly left Sakura behind.

"I still think you would need that luck," Syaoran stated. "However, even if you did have that luck, it wouldn't help you much. You actually need skill to play this." Syaoran taunted as he paddled continuously with both his arms.

"Oh yeah," Sakura remarked back. "I'll show you who needs that luck."

Sakura could feel her body heating up as she rowed her way rapidly closer to the finish line, catching up to Syaoran, while Touya was struggling behind.. She was positioned in the middle of the two canoes, Touya behind while Syaoran was a few inches ahead.

Apparently, they had all ended up surprisingly close to each other. When they had first started they were a good four meters apart, side-wise. Now they were barely three feet away from each other's canoes. Syaoran's canoe slowly inched beside Sakura's, the forceful winds creating the slightly moving waves.

"Are you trying to earn yourself a penalty?" Sakura asked as she tried to stir away from Syaoran and advance forward towards the finish line.

"I don't think I would want to humiliate myself by gaining myself a penalty," Syaoran stated, as he struggled to keep his canoe away from Sakura's. "I wouldn't want to loose against a match by either you or your brother, what a shame that would be."

"Well then get your canoe away from mine!" Sakura yelled as she tried to inch her canoe away from the chestnut-haired man.

"What the crap do you think I'm trying to do?" Syaoran angrily questioned as he desperately tried to move his canoe away from Sakura's.

"Well, whatever it is you're doing, it sure isn't helping." She stated gruffly, as she desperately rowed heading for the finish line.

"I'm trying here," Syaoran stated. "You have issues with people, who are trying to help, don't you?" Syaoran faced Sakura, annoyed. "Besides, why don't you lend a hand and manoeuvre your canoe away from mine, if you don't want to tip over?"

"What, so I can waste my time by stirring myself away from you?" Sakura questioned, "I'd rather win than fall for your side-tailing trick thing."

"If your canoe tips over," Syaoran started as he rowed for the approaching finish line. "Remind me that I tried to warn you."

Syaoran and Sakura competed their way towards the finish line, Touya completely forgotten and left behind. The two opponents rowed vigorously, exerting as much upper body strength as they could into rowing. Their minds only concentrated on one thought, and that was to win. Their canoes were inches apart from each other, until another gust of wind, and a wave knocked Syaoran's canoe from the left.

"Aaaaaah!"

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The morning was unusually upbeat and sunny, the blue skies wholly exposed to the world beneath it. However, the rays of the sun which had provided some sort of comforting warmth had long been devoured by the thick grey clouds. The light blue coloured sky which had provided the openness and clearness of the day was no longer exposed to the sights of many living beings which resided beneath them. It was amazing how a bright and radiant morning could morph into a cloudy and murky afternoon in just a number of hours, just like a dry person could turn as soaked as a sponge, dumped in a bucket full of water in just a few seconds.

Sakura did not appreciate the chilly, autumn winds that continued to blow against her drenched figure. The famous, young model shivered, as shut her emerald eyes tightly as another unacceptable gust of wind passed by, sending her soaked, auburn hair thrashing behind her. The dried leaves which clustered on the ground slowly lifted its way together with the wind, and some even found an opportunity to stick on the young lady's soaked garments.

The weather did not help Sakura's already drenched figure as a few droplets of rain started to fall from the thick and heavy clouds. She cursed while desperately trying to engender a feeling of heat by rubbing her palms against each other. She brought her hands close to her mouth as she exhaled a breath of warm air. However, it didn't provide much help to her shuddering body while they walked towards the area where they had parked their cars.

"This is all your fault," Sakura blamed as she glared at Syaoran who walked right beside her, equally soaked as she was.

"How is it my fault?" Syaoran questioned, arching his eyebrow up at her.

"If you would've just moved your stupid canoe away from mine, then this never would have happened." Sakura argued scowling at him.

"I warned you to just move your canoe away, but did you listen?" Syaoran reasoned. "No. You were too busy trying to win the race without even thinking about what could have happened, and you had to tip both our canoes over by doing so." Syaoran pointed out as he attempted to make heat by swiftly rubbing his palms together.

"Like you said, I didn't want to lose against someone like you," Sakura argued back. She wrapped her arms around herself, as she tried to keep herself warm, "besides how was I supposed to know that you were serious?"

"That's why I warned you in the first place," Syaoran flatly stated, rolling his eyes. "You could have used what we call, the sense of hearing and sight. You could have listened to me, but obviously you were too stubborn to do so," Syaoran explained. "Plus, my canoe was too close to yours, even if you had seen me trying to push it away," Syaoran explained. "Anyway, do you seriously think that I'll do something as self-centred and untrustworthy as that, just to win a race?"

"Yes," Sakura stated monotonously.

"I'm not like you."

"Thank God we're not alike."

"I know," Syaoran agreed, "I'm lucky to not be as senseless as you are."

"Shut up."

"After helping you three times yesterday and once today," Syaoran said. He took of his drenched coat and gathered it in his arms, twisting it to make the absorbed water dispense, "you can be rather ungrateful with the help I've been giving you."

"Well, your help is always accompanied by unwanted things that are to be ungrateful for," she shot back at him.

"Like what kind of things?" Syaoran asked her, as he once again twisted his coat, attempting to quench any remaining water which was sopped up by his coat.

"Like yesterday, when you…" Sakura's words faded as she felt slight warmth crawl up her cheeks, but she shook it off. Even if it was warmth, it was unacceptable. She coughed, "yeah, and like that time that you were threatening me about being a rapist." Sakura whispered the last word, afraid that the others might hear it.

"Go on," Syaoran stated as he walked beside her.

"Today, even if you did help me get back on my canoe," Sakura stated as she narrowed her eyes at him. "You were the reason it tipped in the first place."

"You could have avoided the danger yourself," Syaoran stated with a smirk.

"Plus, your annoying sarcastic comments count too."

"That's it?" Syaoran questioned as he put his partly dry, wrinkled coat back on.

"What do you mean that's it?" Sakura questioned as she furrowed her eyebrows. "That's not just a 'that's it.'"

"Actually, it kind of is," Syaoran justified. "When you think about it, all the help I've offered is worth more than those little comments I've given you."

"Well to me it isn't," Sakura said as she walked ahead, spotting her best friend's silver car. "Plus, you didn't really offer it, you just did it."

"You have a whacked sense of thinking."

"No, I don't."

"Yes, you do."

"No, I don't!"

"If you say so," Syaoran agreed as he reached his own black car which was parked a car away from Tomoyo's silver one. "I still think you do."

Sakura huffed as she heard the sound of unlocking doors. She placed her hand on the silver handle and pulled it open. Before she could step in, she saw Touya approach his red car which was parked in between Syaoran's and Tomoyo's. He walked over to open the door to the driver's seat. He paused, and stood between the both of them, shaking his head disapprovingly at the equally drenched figures.

"Sakura, get in the car before you get sick," Touya stated seriously. "Let's call this match a tie."

"Why?" Sakura asked , as she arched an eyebrow at him.

"Because, I'm the winner and I declare it," Touya stated with firmness and seriousness. "Now get inside the car."

Sakura followed as she was told and stepped inside the car. She was, after all, starting to feel colder by the second. She sat on the passenger's seat, and stared up at Touya's figure through the tinted window. She tried to listen to what he was saying as he talked over the car; however all she heard were unclear and undistinguishable words.

Sakura then heard the door to the driver's seat open. She saw Tomoyo climb in her car, and making herself comfortable on the leather seat.

"Are we finally leaving," Sakura started as she faced Tomoyo. Sakura, once again, looked past the window and stared up at his brother who had a serious face, "or are we still waiting for them?"

"No, we could leave," Tomoyo answered as she ignited the engine of her car. "Touya wants the three of us to leave first."

"The three of us?"

"You, Eriol and I," Tomoyo answered casually.

Sakura stared at Tomoyo shocked. She shook her head and smiled. "You just said Eriol!" Sakura pointed out excitedly.

"I did?" Tomoyo questioned, and shook her head. "No, I don't think I did. I clearly said Hiiragizawa."

"No, you said Eriol," Sakura said with a broadening smile. "Don't try to deny it."

"Fine," Tomoyo sighed. "But I meant to say Hiiragizawa."

"Why do you still call each other so formally?" Sakura questioned as she looked over to her friend's face, while trying to squeeze the water out of her soaked hair. "You've known each other for so long now." She reasoned.

"I just don't like him," Tomoyo started, annoyed. "It would be rude to address someone you don't like informally."

"It would also be rude to address someone you've known for a long time, formally." Sakura smirked at Tomoyo, "It would seem like you don't care, when you obviously do."

"I do care," Tomoyo started as she switched the heater on. "but I don't care that much."

"I still don't get you," Sakura stated as she shook her head.

"Anyway, we have to go first like Touya said."

"Why?" Sakura questioned, confused.

"I don't really know why," Tomoyo replied as she buckled her seatbelt. "Besides," Tomoyo started as she looked at her best friend. "You have to get changed Sakura. You'll get sick if you stay in those damped clothes."

Sakura nodded her head as she buckled her seatbelt, "Yeah, I guess so."

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It was dark, cold, and raining, yet they stood outside. The frosty wind blew against their tall figures, carrying heavy droplets of water, yet they didn't mind. They were getting soaked, and still they didn't seem to notice.

Syaoran stood there; waiting for Touya to say something however, the young man only seemed to stand there, stiffly, glaring at the ground.

"Are you going to say something?" Syaoran questioned. He wanted to go home, yet he was standing there, getting even more soaked, under the rain. "If not, then I'll just go home."

Syaoran pulled open the black handle of his sport's car. He looked at Touya one last time, and decided to board his car.

"Wait," Touya raised his head, dark chocolate eyes glaring menacingly at Syaoran's amber ones.

Syaoran stared back at Touya, his amber eyes reading Touya's expression. He's really serious. It's only the second time I've seen him like this, Syaoran thought as he gazed back at Touya's blazing chocolate coloured eyes.

"I don't know what happened between you two," Touya started as he pulled opened the door to his own car. "But I don't like the feeling of having you around my sister."

Syaoran stared blankly at Touya as he got in his car. He heard him start the engine and watched his red car speed out of the parking lot.

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The heavy drops of rain continued to pour. The winds were turning harsher than before, and the visibility started to drop. However, he didn't seem to mind any of it.

Don't like the feeling…Syaoran thought as he sat on the driver's seat of his car, driving it through the damp streets of Tokyo. Too bad.

"You'll just have to get used to it."

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A/n: Oh my gaboozles. Ladies and gentlemen chapter three is not the greatest chapter alive, but it is a step to the important chapter four of the story. I hope you guys like this chapter. It may not be as long as the other chapters, so please bear with me. Also, Chapter four is coming up! I will try my best to update it this week, or next week since my major projects are piling up, and all of them are due next week. I have to start working my butt off at school, so chapter four might be a bit delayed compared to my weekly updates. Sorry.

However, as I also said this story will be continued since I have the rest of the chapters summarized. So do not fear. X D.

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