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Chapter 3 - by L.A

aka Sakuchan5

ps: I realize chap 2 says chap 1...lol Sorry about that ^^

This update is for those of you that bothered to review and ask for another chappie^^ Thanks and I hope you enjoy this..!!

Recap of end of chap 2

He leaned down, his lips inches from hers but not giving in. Almost teasing her to come to HIM.

Anger bubbled inside her. But before she could so much as break away from the hypnotic trance of his gaze she heard an earth shattering crash of china....

... and a VERY VERY familiar voice yell "OI GAKI!"

SHIT.

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Sakura gasped and jumped away from Syaoran as if she'd been electrocuted.

Racing towards her was a young man she never thought she'd see again. After all he'd died in a horrid motorcycle accident just 2 years earlier.

His chocolaty brown locks glistened with sweat and his face was flushed, whether from anger or exertion she didn't know. And frankly she didn't care.

He wore black dress pants to match with a dark tuxedo. His white collared dress shirt hung open, catching the appreciative eyes of more than a few woman in the near vicinity, as he stormed past.

Touya.

"What do you think you're doing TO MY SISTER!?" he hollered at Syaoran, prompting some catcalls and jeering from the crowd forming around them.

Sakura tried to smile through her tears. THAT was a phrase she thought she'd never hear again. It had most often been directed at Kenzo, Eriol, or Ryuu kun.

In an instant Touya was in front of them raising his fist to knock the "GAKI!" out.

Before Syoaran could so much as blink though Sakura had stepped up in front of him and enveloped Touya in the tightest hug possible, burying her face in his chest.

Touya stiffened for a second, surprised, but then softened, bringing his fist down to muss Sakura's hair in that familiar soothing way he had.

"Hey Kajuu" he whispered low in her ear, earning himself something between a whimper and a grunt of annoyance.

Touya laughed.

The crowd, realizing no blood shed would follow quickly dispersed muttering it's distaste with the turn of events.

Syaoran stood there for a minute longer, an inscrutable expression on his face, before deciding he'd give the siblings some privacy and disappearing around the bar.

After what seemed like an eternity Sakura stepped back from Touya, appraising him with her eyes, taking in every detail as if she expected him to disappear any second.

"You look different.", she finally quipped smiling up at him.

"Well you don't stop aging after death unless you move on." He grinned down at her.

DEATH. That seemed to be the trigger word because Touya finally seemed to realize the weight of her presence.

"You died." he said, his face falling. There was no room for doubt in his voice.

"Ya. Umm I did." Sakura grinned, trying to laugh it off.

"Is Dad here too?" Touya asked suddenly, looking around as if expecting their Dad to pop up from behind the bar man.

"Ughh no. Just me heh heh." Sakura stood up, grabbed a glass of water from a waiter zooming by, and began to chug it down.

Anything to keep her hands busy.

Talking to her dead brother in a haunted mansion/Rave club for the dearly departed did not fit her definition of normal. Not only was this whole experience extremely creepy and surreal, it was turning her into a nervous wreck. She hadn't cried like that in AGES.

In fact a voice in the back of her head still insisted this was all just a bad dream--well except for meeting Touya--and that she would wake up any minute now in her bed, at home and be VERY VERY UN-DEAD.

Touya seemed to digest what she'd said for a second before asking the obvious.

"HOW?"

Sakura choked and spit out her water. Haha...how ironic.

Then she tripped sending the rest of her water flying all over the bar man.

"KLUTZzz!!" shrilled a group of rowdy guys as they ran past grinning at her. One of them---a blond hottie-- winked at her before sauntering past.

Touya doubled over laughing. "And the title of KLUTZ lives on~!!" he roared watching her try and make peace with the barman who glared at her, muttering in Spanish.

Sakura backed away from the barman long enough to smack Touya across the head. He only laughed harder. By the time he caught his breath they were seated in a booth overlooking the dance floor below.

Sakura watched as Syaoran danced with a pretty brunette with silver horns sticking out of her head. She snorted, shaking her head in disbelief. She turned back to Touya in time to hear him say "...going to tell me or what?"

"IF you MUST know..." Sakura stopped dramatically before rushing out "Ichokedonajellybean".

SILENCE

"Could you repeat that. I must of misheard because I thought you just told me YOU DIED AFTER YOU CHOKED ON A JELLY BEAN!?" Touya rasped out, his voice growing louder to mirror his disbelief.

"CHICKENS TOUYA! It wasn't my FAULT!! If I'd survived I would have SUED the company that sold me those mutant jelly beans!!" Sakura bit out, glaring at Touya.

'How can he even think of BLAMING ME? I mean HELLO I'm dead D.E.A.D. DEAD Must I spell it out for HIM?!' Sakura thought bitterly.

That's when she noticed the guys staring at her from the surrounding tables. She gave them a peevish smile, before turning back to Touya and lowering her voice.

"Tou-"

"Okay listen. I think I know how to fix this." Touya bristled cutting her off. "After I came here I found out something I think you should know."

"Go on..." Sakura prompted.

"You're the reincarnation of JOAN OF ARC!!" he grinned slouching back.

"Joan of WHO?" she looked at him like he was crazy, that SO wasn't what she was expecting.

"Man Sakura, pay attention in history much? She's only the greatest warrior princess ever." he leveled her with a stare that clearly said he found it unbelievable himself.

"Here's a history News flash for YOU Touya, I'M DEAD!!" she said standing up exasperated.

He pulled her into a corner where the party-ers wouldn't hear them, whispering in low urgent whispers.

"I'm running out of time Kajuu." he easily sidestepped a kick she aimed his way, trying to suppress the grin working it's way across his lips.

As much as it bothered him that Sakura had died, he had to admit that he'd missed his younger sister. Catching the occasional glimpse of his family through his boss's looking glass just wasn't the same.

"Listen. After you die you get a choice. You either agree to move on--no one tells you whether you're going to heaven or hell though, that's for you to find out when you walk through the door-- OR you stay back and take on a task in limbo AKA the middle of nowhere.I stayed back which is WHY I've aged. I think I can get you your life back but you have to promise me you won't move on. NO matter WHAT that Gaki tells you. You have to strike up a deal with him. Tell him you want a job, anything. I'll find you again soon OK? Just wait for me." he leaned down to give her a quick peck on the forehead.

That's when Sakura noticed the glowing tattoo of a winged wolf by Touya's collarbone. Before she could ask him about it though he was gone.

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Sakura stood by the dance floor mulling over what Touya had told her. Working for Syaoran was not an appealing prospect. Not in the least. He was a playboy not to mention a complete pervert. She shuddered thinking of their encounter earlier that day when he'd bit her ear. A light blush tinted her cheeks, and she instantly pushed the thought away.

'No Sakura. You can't let Syaoran stand in the way of what you want. If all you have to do is a get a job, to get your life back, then that's an extremely small price to pay.'

In fact Sakura was zoned out for so long that when a pair of strong arms encircled her waist swaying against her she shrieked and elbowed the person in the gut.

She turned around to find Syaoran.

Except it wasn't SYAORAN.

Except is WAS??

GOD this was confusing.

It was A syaoran with BLOND shaggy hair and a skull earing in his left ear. In fact upon closer inspection he wore a different outfit too....all black leather. KERO'S outfit. HUH.

Sakura gawked at him.

He gawked at Sakura.

Then she noticed a yellow tail sticking out from under his jacket.

"KERO!?" she blurted

"Awww shucks didn't know it was you Sakura...sorry" he said rubbing his gut.

"WHAT are you??" she asked him finally.

There was a silent POOF as smoke billowed out around him and then he was Kero again. A 3 inch stuffed toy floating around her head. "That is a story for another day kid." he spoke condescendingly, eying a pretty blond across the dance floor as he did. "Gotta go. Hot babe at 3:00 clock" he called over his shoulder as he was enveloped in a crowd of drunk preps doing the chicken dance.

Sakura stared after him in disbelief. This just got crazier and crazier. "What next flying zombies?" she asked no one in particular. However the brunette standing a few feet away threw her a dirty look before sauntering past.

"Hey there pretty lady.." someone purred from behind her. Sakura felt hot breath on the back of her neck. Even before she'd turned around she could sense something odd about this person. Something cold yet entrancing. She had to ask didn't she? SIGH.

She turned around to find herself face to face with a guy who looked as if he'd just walked out of an ad for Abercrombie and Fitch clothes-ware. Messy blond locks hung low over his forehead, and his blue orbs stared daggers at her as if probing into her soul. "Would you like a drink?" he asked her, a barely detectable mischievous glint in his eyes, there one moment and gone the next. Gorgeous.

"Umm no thank.." Sakura began, her mind nagging at her to get away from him as fast as possible. She felt oddly naked, as if this stranger could see right through her.

"Oh but that won't do. Not at all. Come now" he said placing a hand on the small of her back, guiding her towards a secluded corner of the bar and into a booth.

Even though just moments before her mind had been screaming at her to get away from this alluring stranger she now found her self willingly following his lead.

"Stay here until I get back." he purred in her ear. Sakura gave an involuntary shiver before finding her self nodding vigorously. She watched as he swiftly moved through the crowd, towards the bar man on the other side of the bar.

It wasn't until 5 minutes had passed that the stupidity of what she was doing struck her with a vengeance. She saw the boy making his way back to her, a drink in either hand, one blood red and the other an exotic green. "CHICKENS!!" she muttered looking around wildly for a weapon of sorts. 'That salt shaker looks pretty errm weapon-y' she reasoned. 'Ahhh who am I kidding. He's almost here!! Run Sakura!!'

She stood up to get away but in that one moment when she'd looked away he was there behind her. "How did you..." she trailed off when she looked into his eyes and he escorted her back to her seat, all thoughts of fear forgotten. Instead she found herself lost in the depths of his eyes. They were the most beautiful ocean blue she had ever seen.

The next thing she knew he was leaning into her a coy smile playing on his lips.

She smelled a hint of cinnamon, mint, and something wood-sy.

She HATED mint.

Now it seemed the best scent ever.

She closed her eyes, awaiting the kiss that would follow, and yet couldn't even muster up any surprise when she felt the cool edge of a glass press against her lips and warm liquid seep into her mouth.

Her eyes fluttered open to find him feeding her the green exotic cocktail.

The odd thing was the more she drank the thirstier she became. Before she knew it she had downed 3 glasses of the liquid. The first by the hands of this stranger and the other two on her own in an earnest attempt to quench her thirst.

Where had the other glasses come from? She had only seen him carrying the two.

"Finally." The boy sighed and then smirked triumphant. "You were harder to crack than the others. I was surprised when you got up to leave." he told her.

Sakura didn't know what he was going on about. What she DID know was that something was oddly wrong. She felt woozy and her head was spinning. She peered up at him through her hands and regretted it as soon as she did.

"Come over here." he ordered her his eyes raking over her hungrily.

That's when it hit her.

What was so DAMNED odd about this boy.

He wasn't just cold in the metaphorical sense, he was a predator.

He looked at her as if she were his next meal.

Too late though. Her body wasn't responding to her will anymore.

She slid across the booth towards him, felt her head spin again, and tripped right into his lap. She lay across his chest staring up at him. This time he let his hands rake across her arms. Sakura felt goosebumps rise wherever his touch lingered. He slid her hair behind her shoulder before leaning down to kiss her neck.

At least that's what Sakura thought he would have done if he hadn't been yanked out of the booth, shaken up like a rag doll, and thrown across the room by a pissed off stalker.

Her stalker. His named slipped her mind.

Sakura sat there gawking at the blond abercrombie wannabe fly across the dance floor right into a waiter. A whole tray of food splattered all over a group of bikers near by who took one look at Blondie and jumped him.

Sakura thought she heard distant howls of pain, in the back of her head, but found herself more preoccupied with the stalker who had thrown her over his shoulder, his arms snaked around her waist to keep her from falling.

At first she just lay there admiring her stalker's broad shoulders and running her hands over his spine, laughing at how funny it felt. But then it hit her that she wasn't thirsty anymore and that her STALKER was finally KIDNAPPING her. HUH.

She also noticed that they were now outside the mansion and that the stuffed animal...what was his name again? Kiki? was arguing with said stalker.

"My fault? MY FAULT? How is this MY FAULT?" Kiki was yelling.

Sakura pulled on his tail and giggled. He scowled at her before hovering over her head.

"Keep your voice down! YOU were supposed to keep an EYE on her!! This is just like the last time!! Do you have any idea how much paperwork would have been involved if she had died again?" her stalker whispered harshly.

"So now it's MY fault some wannabe vamp took a liking to her?"

'Vamp?' Sakura thought confusedly. 'Vamp-ire??'

"No. But it is your fault it went as far as it did. He fed her toxic Kreptulon for crying out loud. He would have bitten her if I hadn't gotten there in time!!"

"Oh alright your highness. You've made your point..." Kiki spoke sarcastically flying down to take a better look at Sakura.

"But she seems alright. Since she's only been dead a day. The kreptulon hasn't affected her as much. She probably just feels drunk at this point." he said grinning now.

Sakura swatted at him like he was a fly, when he flew to the left she grabbed him and spun him in circles by his tail.

"OW ow ow! Make her stop!!" Kiki hollered making Sakura giggle like crazy.

"hehehe cute kiki....nice kiki hehe.."

"My. Name. Is. Not. KIKI!!"

"Kiki mad. hehe"

"Kiki VERY mad." he bit out.

"Nice to meet you Kiki.." Mr. Stalker intoned dryly.

"Okay Kiki." Sakura let go of him waving byebye as he hastily flew out of her line of vision, rubbing his tail as he went.

"We'll need another day to deal with her. She can't possibly make a decision in this state. I'll have to postpone collecting that brat's soul tomorrow. Lucky runt will have an extra day to live. He better enjoy it while it lasts." Mr. Stalker announced.

"Put me down." Sakura said suddenly realizing she couldn't let her psycho stalker kidnap her. Even if he WAS hot. "Life's never FAIR!! Gah! Why are all the hot ones crazy? WHY?" Sakura muttered aggravated, unconsciously pulling at her stalker's hair as she did.

"She's muttering to herself" Kiki pointed out.

"I'm not DEAF KIKI....GEEZ" Mr. Stalker grunted before letting Sakura down.

"Aww man. NOT you too!!" Kiki cried.

Sakura tittered a bit, grabbing onto Mr. Stalker's arm for balance. "Kiki UGLY..." she muttered to herself.

"Awww come on Saku-tan Kiki's okay.." Mr. Stalker reasoned steadying her before leading her down a set of stairs.

"Stop calling me KIKI!! And I am not UGLY!!" Kiki blubbered.

"Kiki crybaby.." Sakura sang. "CRY BABY!!" she hollered losing balance again.

"You guys are the WORST!!" Kiki made one last strangled cry before flying away and disappearing out over the horizon.

HUH. Something told Sakura that was not the best thing to have said. But the next moment she had tripped over a potted plant and found herself lying face first on someone's freshly watered lawn.

She looked up to find her stalker crouched down on the sidewalk, grinning at her. Behind him on a tree she could make out a sign for a missing poodle. For some reason she found this extremely hilarious. "Poodle!!" she laughed, pointing at him.

He reached out to wipe a water droplet from her lips with his thumb.

Now normally the embarrassment factor being a dead on 6/10 Sakura would have scrambled into a sitting position and tried to pass it off as if she'd MEANT to trip.

Not that it was ever very convincing.

But this wasn't a normal situation.

She was drunk for the second time in her life--the first being at Touya's funeral, frankly not a good memory--and clearly being drunk made her fuzzy along the edges, impulsive, and spunky because nothing else could explain or justify what she did next.

Absolutely NOTHING.

RIGHT.

AHem...

Sakura grinned back at Mr. Stalker before yanking him on top of her.

There was a surprised gasp on his end before he rolled off of her, an extremely amused glint in his eye.

"So you're an impulsive drunk huh?" he asked her, glancing at her sideways.

Sakura grinned again before rolling on top of him. She straddled him across the waist.

He made a move to push her off but she held his arms down.

His amusement overrode his conscious as he sat there wondering what she would do next.

Syaoran may have been a playboy but taking advantage of drunk chicks just didn't make his list of top ten things to do before he died. Oh wait he was already dead. Well technically anyways....

She leaned down then to be level with his ear before whispering "I'm not moving on..."

Syaoran shivered involuntarily. Then chuckled realizing this chick was putting the same moves on him, he'd used on her earlier that day.

Couldn't have that now could we? Syaoran leaned up a half inch and licked the tip of her nose.

Sakura gasped taken by surprise and pushed back off of Syaoran, only to have him grab a hold of her arms and straddle HER across the waist.

"And why is that?" Syaoran asked her, grinning at her incredulous expression.

She made a move to swipe at her nose but Syaoran pushed her arm back down.

"Just Because" she pouted at him trying hard not to giggle. When that didn't work she said "Give me a job or something."

Syaoran considered that for a moment. He had no doubt that the all-knowing Touya must have put her up to this. ( Note the sarcasm )

He and Touya had hated each other the instant they set eyes on each other. They had both originally been competing for the same job position. As assistant to Princess Nakuru. It was a job of luxury and no doubt one of unimaginable benefits. Plus Princess Nakuru was hot, any guy in the after-world would give their right arm just to catch a glimpse of her.

Whatever Touya's reason for wanting Sakura to stay, Syaoran thought he might just concede it was a good idea. But only because he hadn't met or had as much fun messing around with one of his assignments in a LONG time. And Sakura was definitely entertaining.

"No" he said bluntly.

"Why not??" Sakura whined. He tried not to laugh.

"Because that's of no use to me." he smirked.

"I'll be your assistant then!" Sakura grinned up at Syaoran.

"I already have an assistant."

"Kiki??"

"Ugh..ya"

"The ugly, crybaby?"

Silence.

"He's not nearly as cute as you, you know." Sakura reached up to push some of his bangs back.

Silence.

"You'd have to do everything I tell you."

A slow smile crept it's way up her face.

"And you'll have to WEAR what ever I tell you too." Syaoran smirked.

Her smile faltered for second before her eyes hardened with determination.

"You're ON!!" She whispered in a husky voice

"Fine. I'll write out a contract and you can sign it as soon as we get ba...." Sakura zoned out long enough to note he was still straddling her.

"Get off." she blurted interrupting him.

Syaoran bent down to lick the tip of her nose again but she caught on and turned away just in time.

"Sucker" Sakura teased and stuck her tongue out at him.

Before she could blink he'd swooped in and licked her tongue.

"EeeeK!!" Sakura squealed pushing him off of her. "Ewwwwwwwwwwww!!"

Syaoran laughed avoiding the punches she sent his way.

"Awww you got me Saku-tan." he pretended to be hit then tried to grab her around the waist and pull her against him but she just squealed again, backing away from his grabbing hands.

The lights in the house went and on and they heard someone yell "GET OFF OUR LAWN!! STUPID TEENAGERS! GET A BLOODY ROOM!!"

" I ATE YOUR DOG MISTER!!" she yelled bursting into a new set of giggles.

"DAMN TEENAGERS! I'LL KILL YA. I'LL KILL YA ALL!!"

The next thing she knew she was being lifted up over Mr. Stalker's shoulder again.

"Let me DOWN!! Pervert!! " she pounded on his back and hollered at the top of her lungs.

"No can do Saku-tan. Gotta head home. Besides we've got a funeral to attend tomorrow."

"A funeral?" she stopped long enough to try and peer at him, not that it was possible. "Who died?"

"You did."

BOOM. THUMP.

That's when she blacked out.

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DUN DUN DUN TUNE IN NEXT TIME FOR ANOTHER EPISODE OF

I'M HALF DEAD AND IN LOVE WITH A PSYCHO! HA!

r and r guysssssssssss... I wanna know if you liked this chappie. And if you did tell me if it was entertaining and I'll write another one. It's all planned out. Should be a good fic.

BYE L.A.