Cherry: Hey every one. Here's chapter one, I hope you liked the prologue. I do apologize if this fan fiction starts out like some of the other fan fictions out there. By no means am I trying to plagiarize your stories, I just thought that with all of those great cop and FBI and CIA stories out there, that I'd test my skills and attempt one.

Disclaimer: No way in the entire world, heaven, or hell, do I own Card Captor Sakura. Thank you, I'm done.

Chapter 1: Desperate Situations

Sakura slid into her small bed and tried to relax her aching muscles. All the rest of the day Mr. Kinomaka had her running errands throughout the office building. On top of that, everyone kept coming to her with their problems. Once again she had missed her lunch break because she was in a meeting with her boss and had too much to do to take a late lunch.

"Sakura," a voice called through the door.

"Yes?" Sakura replied, sitting up in her bed.

Tomoyo walked though the door and sat down on the side of Sakura's bed. She had a very concerned look on her face.

"You're sick aren't you?" Tomoyo asked.

Sakura flopped back down on her bed and rolled onto her stomach.

"Damn, you know Tomoyo, I fell like I've been run over with a two-ton truck," she said, her voice a little muffled through the pillow.

"I'll go make something warm for you to eat. I'll be back," Tomoyo replied.

Sakura turned her head to face her best friend.

"You don't have to do that Tomoyo. I'll just take some Tylenol and go to bed. I'll be fine in the morning," Sakura said.

"If you're sure about that. But, if you aren't felling any better tomorrow, I'm calling Mr. Kinomaka and telling him we won't be in," she explained with an air of finality in her voice.

Sakura nodded and rolled over. Tomoyo left the room and went back to the kitchen. She picked up a pale blue book and opened it. She flipped through some of the pages until she found what she was looking for: chocolate chip cookies.

"She'll enjoy these. After all, they are her favorite," Tomoyo said with a smile as she gathered the ingredients.

"Meanwhile, Sakura was not having the most restful sleep. Her dreams were plagued with her stepmother. All the memories-the bad memories-resurfaced. Memories of her father and brother from the last time she had seen them. She sat up abruptly in her bed. It was the next day; the sun was out.

Her body was quivering as she walked to the bathroom to wash her face. She looked up into the mirror and frowned. The person staring back at her has sunken, dulled eyes. Her face was pale and her hair was a disaster, tangles here, sticking up there. Overall, she looked dead.

Sakura turned to the clock on her nightstand from the bathroom and gasped. It was ten forty-five in the morning.

"Shit!" she screamed and frantically tried to get ready.

"Sakura, I know you're up now," a voice called. "You're not going to work, and neither am I. I told Mr. Kinomaka we wouldn't be in today."

There was a loud crash and Tomoyo threw the door open.

"Sakura!" she called.

Sakura walked out of the bathroom.

"You did what?" she asked calmly.

"Sakura, you may fell fine now, but if you go to work you'll put too much stress on yourself," Tomoyo replied with a caring look in her friendly amethyst eyes.

"Damn it, she's right," Sakura thought. "My life is completely fucked up because of this cold," she added as an afterthought.

"I was just about to make an early lunch for myself. Would you like to come down and make something?" Tomoyo asked and walked out of the room leaving the question unanswered.

Sakura walked over to her closet and pulled out a pair of pink sweatpants and a white tank top with a small cherry blossom in the center. She pulled her hair into a messy bun and walked out of her room.

As Sakura headed down the stairs the phone rang.

"Hello? This is Tomoyo Daidouji," Tomoyo said sweetly and held the phone between her should and ear.

"Miss Daidouji, this is Shin Maki from the bureau," the voice said.

"Yes, go on," Tomoyo replied.

"I was wondering if you could relay a message to Kinomoto," Shin explained.

"Sure thing," Tomoyo said and stirred her lunch.

"Well, Mr. Kinomaka gave her a new partner," Shin informed. "She'll meet him as soon as she returns to the office."

"Ok, I'll tell her," Tomoyo told him. "Good bye, and have a nice day."

Sakura walked into the kitchen as Tomoyo hung up the phone.

"Who was that?" Sakura asked opening the cupboard and pulling out some peanut butter.

"Just a telemarketer," Tomoyo lied. "She'll be trilled to find out she has a new partner, we'll make it a surprise!" she thought.

Sakura nodded as she opened a drawer and pulled out some bread.

"After lunch would you like to go for a jog with me? I heard exercise helps your body fight colds," Sakura said as she spread the peanut butter on the bread she pulled out.

"Sure," Tomoyo replied, pouring the contents of her lunch into a bowl.

Sakura folded the bread in half and sat down at the table.

Meanwhile, back at headquarters, Taichi Himeko was cleaning out his desk. He was grumbling as he did so.

He had good reason to be angry. He had not had the best conversation with his boss.

- Flashback -

"Himeko, can you come into my office for a moment?" Mr. Kinomaka called over the speakerphone to Taichi.

Taichi walked to the office, many people saying goodbye to him. He was a bit confused by their actions.

"Wait..." he thought to himself, "does he know?"

He started to panic.

He slowly walked into Mr. Kinomaka's office and sat down.

"I regret to inform you Mr. Himeko, but I have to assign you to a new partner," Mr. Kinomaka explained.

"What? Why do I have to get a new partner!?" Taichi yelled.

"Please, Himeko. Keep your voice down. I'm not replacing you because you're incompetent or anything. But my assignment for Kinomoto is dangerous and I know that you won't go in with her," his boss explained.

Himeko's face flushed. It was true, he was a coward and Sakura did need a better partner.

"But still! He's replacing me!" Taichi thought.

"I just thought I would let you know. I need you to clean your desk out. Sakura's new partner will be here in three hours. You may go now," Kinomaka said.

Taichi left and began to pack his boxes.

- End Flashback -

"Fuck..." he mumbled under his breath. "Now that I'm not Sakura's partner, things are going to get out of control..." he thought.

"Excuse me," a male's voice sad as Taichi felt a tapping on his shoulder.

Himeko turned around. "Who are you?" he asked.

"My name is Shin Maki. I'm your new partner," She said and extended his hand.

Taichi shook hands with him and put on a fake smile.

"You desk is on the next floor down," Shin explained. "Can I help you carry your boxes?"

"I'll be fine, I'm waiting for someone," Taichi replied.

Shin nodded and headed back down stairs.

"Pansy..." Taichi mumbled and glared after him.

"Mr. Himeko, please come to my office," Mr. Kinomaka's voice called over the speakerphone again.

Taichi sighed and walked back to the office. As she entered he noticed someone sitting in one of the chairs. Taichi sat down in the chair next to the new person.

"Himeko, this is Agent Syaoran Li. He is Kinomoto's new partner," Kinomaka said and gestured to the man sitting in the chair next to him.

The man had messy chocolate brown hair and intense amber eyes that burned with a never-ending fire. Taichi suddenly felt very small and stupid next to him. Syaoran extended a hand. Himeko reluctantly shoo hands, then dismissed himself to finish clearing out his desk.

"Li, I apologize for his behavior. He is a bit upset for being replaced," Kinomaka explained.

"Don't worry about it sir," Syaoran replied, giving Kinomaka a small smile.

"Anyway, your desk is near the windows, you'll find it easily," Syaoran's new boss said with a chuckle.

Syaoran cocked his eyebrow.

"What's so funny, if I may ask sir?" he asked.

"Kinomoto's desk is just about completely empty. She only has her name plaque on it. Anyway, I'll give you a tour of the building," Mr. Kinomaka replied and stood up.

Syaoran stood up as well and opened the door for his new boss. Kinomaka exited, followed by Syaoran, and began the tour.

There was a slight breeze blowing that day. It was a bright sunny and very few people were out and about. Sakura slowed to a walk as she passed by Penguin Park. Tomoyo caught up and slowed down too.

"Sakura, are you okay?" Tomoyo asked.

Sakura had a distant look in her eyes as she remembered her first time here in Tomoeda. Her life had changed so quickly that she didn't really notice. Tomoyo and Sakura spent two year living with Sonomi, Tomoyo's mother. After that, they both thought it would be best if they moved out and began living on their own. So, a week later they moved into the house they were living in now. A small smile came across Sakura's face as she turned to her friend.

"Tomoyo, I'm so glad that I met you. If I hadn't, I'm not sure I'd know what to do," Sakura said.

Tomoyo smiled brightly. They had been friends since they met. They worked in the same place, lived in the same place, and were very happy.

Yes, Tomoyo was also an agent. But she had not progressed as quickly as Sakura did, but she did not really care.

"Let's go," Tomoyo said and grabbed Sakura's hand and began dragging her towards the swings.

"Wait, Tomoyo, we're too old to play on the swings," Sakura protested.

Nevertheless, Tomoyo and Sakura both ended up laughing as they were swinging. Before they realized it, it started getting dark.

"We should probably head back now," Tomoyo suggested.

"Yeah," Sakura replied and jumped off the swing.

They left the park and began walking home. The sidewalk was much more crowded than before, but people were getting off work now and were heading home.

"Kinomoto!" a voice called behind them.

Sakura turned around and came face-to-face with her boss.

"Are you feeling any better than you did yesterday?" Kinomaka asked.

"Yes, sir. I'll be in to work tomorrow, both of us actually," Sakura replied.

"That's great. Did you hear the news?" Kinomaka asked.

"News? What news? Do I have a new assignment already?" Sakura asked.

Kinomaka looked to Tomoyo and she quickly shook her head mouthing "no!"

"Well, since you haven't heard, I'll let you find out tomorrow," he finished and turned to walk away.

Sakura turned to Tomoyo with a question face.

"I don't know a thing," she replied and shrugged.

"Something's going on... I just know it," Sakura thought.

She sighed as she could not think of anything and ran to catch up with Tomoyo. As they were walking home, storm clouds began forming above them and thunder crashed in the distance.

"Damn, rain again!" Sakura cursed.

A light rain began to fall and Sakura and Tomoyo took shelter under a tree.

"I think it would be best to just wait this out. My cell phone is dead," Tomoyo said and pushed the phone back into her lavender backpack purse.

"All right," Sakura sighed.

Her cell phone was sitting on her nightstand.

Time passed by ever so slowly as the rain continued to pour down on the small town. Thunder crashed and lightening flashed overhead as the rain started coming down harder.

"Tomoyo, I really don't like these circumstances," Sakura said softly as she looked around.

It was almost completely dark and the woods behind them had become eerily quiet and shadowy.

Tomoyo nodded. Tomoeda was known to be a bad place after night had fallen. Robbers, muggers, and other such people came out after dark. Anyone still out became a target.

Sakura stepped closer to Tomoyo.

"I don't care if we get soaked, but I don't want to stay her any longer," she said.

Tomoyo nodded. "On the count of three."

"One..." Sakura whispered and took Tomoyo's hand.

"Two..." Tomoyo said and clenched Sakura's hand tightly.

"THREE!" both girls yelled and took off running in the direction of their home.

Once again the streets were relatively deserted. Sakura and Tomoyo kept running, trying not to notice the people that were following them. They turned the corner and darted across the street, their shoes were losing their grip on the ground because they were completely soaked. Running and running, passing all of the drawn curtains of housed. Running to the yellow house at the end of the road, followed by the people behind them, running, sliding, and slipping. Sakura pushed Tomoyo to go faster to the house and open the door. Sakura's foot hit a rock and she tripped. Her white shirt was not black and her pants were streaked. She struggled to get up, ignoring the pain in her dislocated shoulder where she hit the wall of the sidewalk. The people were gaining on her and she took off towards her home again. Tomoyo had the door open and was ready to close it after Sakura came in. Sakura clutched her arm and used the rest of her strength to get in the house. Tomoyo slammed the door and locked it.

Sakura gasped for breath as she slid down the wall completely exhausted. Tomoyo walked over and inspected Sakura's shoulder.

"This might hurt a bit, but it'll get your shoulder back in place," Tomoyo explained and put a hand on Sakura's shoulder bone that was sticking out at a strange angle and used the other hand to take her arm.

Sakura closed her eyes tightly. Tomoyo pushed the shoulder back into place and Sakura's scream echoed throughout the house.

"We need to get changed. Your cold will come back if you stay in wet clothes," Sakura explained once Sakura had stopped screaming.

Sakura clenched her teeth and pushed herself up off the floor.

"Damn it Tomoyo. That was too close. Shit! We could be dead right now!" Sakura exclaimed.

"Sakura! You think I damn well don't know that!?" Tomoyo retorted raising her voice far above Sakura's.

Sakura looked away cursing under her breath. Tomoyo rarely raised her voice above her own. That only meant one thing; Tomoyo was really mad.