Hidden File #1

"Thank you for coming to Osaka's Five Star Hotel. This will be your room. The maids have been instructed not to clean the room till after your stay, as permitted. And breakfast, lunch and dinner will be delivered for two each, daily. Anything else you need me to be of service of?" The man said and Syaoran told him no and thanked him as he and Sakura went into the bright, cheery clean place.

"Oh yes! A limo will be arriving in two hours time to pick you, sir, and Miss Sakuraba to bring you to the Tempta Co.'s dinner party." Then the gentleman left after a respectful bow.

Syaoran and Sakura unpacked their things and got ready silently. Sakura changed in the bathroom and Syaoran…just changed. Once Sakura came out of the bathroom dressed and almost ready to go, Syaoran couldn't help but stare at her in awe as he buttoned up his shirt.

Her hair was long and let down after being up in a bun for so long. She wore a fancy red halter and flowing black skirt. She looked at Syaoran who was frozen in buttoning up the rest of his shirt. She smiled at him for the first time feeling beautiful, as she walked up to him. She giggled as she knelt down and buttoned up his shirt for him, tied his tie and handed him his blazer. Syaoran stared at her all the way through.

'This is the woman I'm going out with tonight?' He spoke in his head as they, or Sakura, looked over the file, pointing out which people they should investigate and the five heads with each file.
"Okay, it says here that this dinner party is being held in the building where one of our victims is. A seemingly important head named Kenji Kagashi. His file share is obviously, and last seen, in his office. 2nd floor, room 212…" Sakura told the distracted Syaoran, who nodded unthinkingly.

'This beautiful young woman is the Sakura Kinomoto. The one I've argued with and been partners with all these years? The one…' He was so dazzled just staring at her that they didn't realize the time passed by.

They hopped into their limo, Sakura whispering in Syaoran's ear the plans.

When they arrived at the hall Sakura had to take Syaoran's hand and pull him out leading the way. As they entered the sound of music and joyful people, Syaoran felt like the luckiest guy there. Eyes followed them everywhere carefully in awe at the couple. Sakura's arm ringed around Syaoran's.

A blond haired man in around his 30s greeted Syaoran and Sakura. He had a very noticeable white suit. His hair was slicked back and he held a cigar in one hand and his other hand shoved in his pocket with a silver dressed woman clinging to his arm, but her attention was on Syaoran, or Mr. Kobasagi as she knew him. This was Mr. Daisuke Yamato. He welcomed them thinking they were great new business partners and could really help his company prosper. He finally left them alone when the woman that was clinging to him demanded another drink in an appealing way, only to him.

They finally sat down at a table where the other people didn't hang around much. Syaoran began to eat right away as his attention on Sakura faded, still there, but faded...must've been the hunger. Sakura, on the other hand, scanned everyone's face. Every now and again she'd leaned to Syaoran smiling and whispering, pretending to say something loving and personal to her boyfriend.

"There! The man with spiky red hair, beside the man in the grey suit." Sakura whispered in Syaoran's ear as he glanced over casually. "That's Kagashi Kenji."

"One of the heads right?" Syaoran gulped down his food. Sakura stared at him wide eyed and tried to laugh as she continued to whisper.

"I told you that already!" She smiled with anger in her voice. "I explained everything to you and went over some of the file! Weren't you listening? Or were you too busy looking at my parts?"

"Oh, don't flatter yourself. It was the outfit, not you."

"Try 'It was you and the outfit'"

"Ha! I've seen way hotter girls…"

"Their word was 'Hot' and mine is 'Sexy', wise guy"

"Don't do that…its not your thing. Especially the sexy part"

"So it's your thing?"

"I didn't say that, but thanks for the compliment." Syaoran smiled at her. Sakura gave a look of disgust.

"I'm not going to deal with this. I'm not talking to you."

"So don't. I didn't ask you to try to flirt and impress me."

Sakura tried as hard as she could to stay quiet, with her heel tapping the floor repeatedly.

"There!" Syaoran pointed out suddenly. "Its one of the files! The guy's holding it!"

"Where?" Sakura looked around. "Where do you see it?"

Syaoran chuckled. "I made you talk to me."

"I wasn't talking to you-"

"So who were you talking to?" He smirked and cocked an eyebrow.

"Just…just concentrate on your job, sir." And Sakura went back to watching out for Mr. Kagashi's suspicious movements.

"Ladies and gentlemen! In just a few seconds some of our Tempta Co.'s members would like to give a small welcome to the guests. So would Mr. Natsuno Aruba, Ms. Sempo Aki, Mr. Kagashi Kenji and Mr. Sakusha Hakute please meet Mr. Yamato Daisuke at table number 22" The announcer's voice boomed and a few of the lights turned off and others dimmed. Sakura grabbed Syaoran's hand and walked rather quickly to the hallway with the elevators. When one opened, that luckily was vacant, the two undercover agents walked in.

"I was still eating." Syaoran grumbled. "You could have atleast warned me so I could get more food down faster."

"You're so immature" Sakura responded. "Plus, I wasn't sure when we could sneak off to look for one of the files."

"There's a file in this building?" Syaoran said surprised.

"I told you that already!" Sakura glared at him angrily.

"I know! I just remembered."

"Whatever. Just follow my lead."

"Why your lead again?"

"Well maybe you should have listened and stop acting like a childish grown-up. We're on a mission here."

"I'm still 21. You can't blame me for being childish."

"Just try being more serious…" Sakura said calmly, and Syaoran noting this tone in her voice, listened.

Sakura found room 212 and opened it easily.

"Who the hell in their right mind would leave their office unlocked?" Syaoran said as they walked in closing the door.

"And unattended..." Sakura said as she looked around and noticed nothing suspicious.

Syaoran kept watch around the room for any sign of alarm or hidden camera. They infiltrated enough bases to locate any traps at expertise level…but you already guessed that, didn't you?

Sakura ruffled through all the papers on the desk and went through the drawers. Picking at even the locked ones till she found it. A file with the code 'HFTC-04' typed on the inside.


Yay! I was able to type this chapter out and make it a bit longer then the rest...umm i think. So sorry for the minor mistakes...i have limited of time to do a ton of things so i just type it out and IF i have time, i'll read it over briefly. But yeah...OMG! I feel so inspired for all the reviews and hits im getting for both fics this one and 'Love Next Door'. I sitll have more chapters to type out that i wrote on lots of peices of paper which gets me all confused. If your wondering why i write it out on paper first, its cause 1 i can only be on the computer for so long with all my assignments and tight schedule 2 so i can write freely to the late hours and 3 so i get an idea of what i have planned out. Usually i draw pictures too...but they are ..i'd say crappy to show.. but im still thinking about it. I think it would really help you guys to actually have a visual of something. but yu'd have to go through a process of copying the link and putting it into a new window and etc... anyway. I have to go now and im gonna reply to my reviews tomorrow when i have more time. THANKS AGAIN :)