The Prized Jewel
Author's Notes: I can tell that a lot of people like this story and have kept it on their alerts. I'm so happy! Anyways always keep the reviews coming because that's what keeps me writing this story! Anyways, check out my other stories! And also any other ideas for this story is always appreciated.
Summary: She was a prized possession to everything and everyone. He was a man who liked to make conquests built with a stone cold wall. Because of this, the world of gangs charged him to protect their most prized jewel, Sakura Kinomoto. He hadn't expected that when he fell in love with her, that he was going to fall in an ocean of chaos.
Disclaimer: Don't own it, don't sue me, but this story is entirely mine.
.:Beginning:.
The club on the East Coast of Japan was lighted dimly and music blasted through their walls. It was a pretty popular club and it had been listed legally, under a false name so no one would suspect that The Clows did their dirty meetings there.
Syaoran walked through the doors as a VIP and grabbed a drink from a hurried waitress. The women were on the dance floor, dancing with men as if it was their last dance. Tonight something big was supposed to happen, that's what Touya had told him over the phone after his short phone call with his cousin. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up and he felt a shiver down his spine even though the club was nothing but warm.
He found Touya sitting in a booth at the far corner of the club, surrounded by women as he smoked and laughed. He was pretending to be drunk, Syaoran noted. Touya looked briefly at Syaoran as he took a swig of his vodka. He laughed when a long legged brunette whispered something into his ear.
Touya was also pretending to be amused. The bodyguards around him had gone by unnoticed, Syaoran noticed even though they looked very out of place in their black suits.
The song changed and along with it, Touya's mood as well. He pushed himself out of the sea of women, who started to whine and walked towards Syaoran.
"Let's go." He said and Syaoran followed closely behind.
Syaoran followed Touya behind a series of spiral staircases that led up to the second floor. They went into a silent hallway and opened the door to a dark room. There were four men seated, smoking. From what Syaoran could make out of their faces from the dimly lit room, he would guess that these men were maybe a little younger than he was.
Suddenly a glint in the light caught his eye and he noticed a small wolf pin on each of these men suits. The Black Wolves.
The Black Wolves was one of The Clows many allying gangs. Their gang leaders were made up of four men who was only nineteen. They had inherited their positions from their Uncle who had recently died. However these four men worked quickly to build up their gangs power. They owned several illegal strip clubs, each successful.
These men were "hot", a term gangs use to mean "arrogant, successful, and infamous." They often took advantage of their fame by bullying several people. They had a much higher killing rate than The Clows.
And Syaoran hated them.
All four of these men had light brown hair with highlights of a copper blonde. They all looked similar except their eye colors. They were all cousins who are tightly bonded together, as often gang families are. The oldest one had light blue eyes with a rather dark tan. The second had dark hazel eyes, the third had green eyes, and the last had a stunning pair of gray eyes.
The one with the gray eyes leaned forward and tapped away the ash from the butt of his cigar. "Touya, we are here to talk about The Jewel."
Touya nodded and sat down in a chair one of the bodyguards had pulled out for him. He leaned back into it and listened to the youngest one speak.
"She's becoming too strong, I mean everything I do I have to hear about her. Her influence has become much higher than any of the gangs of Japan and China! Including yours, Touya!"
"You're feeling threatened by her."
"We all are, damn it!" The one with blue eyes hissed. "If we don't do something about her, she might have the power to throw us over!"
"She had not been…titled The Jewel to do such things." Touya reasoned. "She was titled to stand for the gang world's power over Asia. She's…the top solider of the triad's army shall we say."
"Then who the fuck is ordering this bitch around?" The one with hazel eyes shouted.
Syaoran stiffened. He had always thought that The Jewel was everyone's favorite. He knew that if news escaped about these four men disrespecting The Jewel, they'd be dead in the morning. Apparently, these four young men found The Jewel too dangerous.
"Man, you're so stupid. No one fucking knows!" The one with dark green eyes told his cousin. "Besides, Uncle clearly stated in his will that The Jewel is someone we're supposed to protect and honor."
"But we don't even know how the hell she looks like! I mean it's probably some spoiled pampered baby who should just die anyways." The one with hazel eyes argued.
"Look if Uncle told us she's important and worth it, then we're going to honor her even if she is a pampered spoiled bitch." The one with dark green eyes retorted.
"Look all I know is that-"
"ENOUGH!" Touya shouted. "Shut it." He warned.
Touya leaned back into his chair again and let a tense silence drag on before he spoke again. "The Jewel is an important person in the gang world. Believe it or not but she keeps the balance and keeps us from warring with one another. She also keeps us out of the government's hands. That is why she's so special and worth protecting."
The hazel eyed man gave up smoking his cigar and sat up straighter in his chair. "I agree with that, Touya. However there has been many rumors that a rebellion is starting against The Jewel. They say we don't need her and that she's too damn strong. Besides without knowing who she belongs to, we can't know for sure if The Jewel won't take us all out."
"What do you mean?" Touya asked.
"Without knowing who she belongs to, our enemies can demand that she take us out and she'll have to follow it. What if she gives the government information of our dirty work, after all she knows the entire triad world secrets and news. Without even knowing who she is or anything about her, how do you expect the entire triad world to trust her?"
"You insolent brats!" Touya shouted. Syaoran had never seen him look so angry. "This is because all of you are too damn young! You four are bloody nineteen for god's sake. Your elders will tell you exactly why she's so damn important to us, do not bring this topic up with us again or we will cut off our supplies to your gangs. You guys are too cocky to understand that The Jewel keeps us up, because you apparently think we don't need her."
"We are here to tell you something. By Uncle's last wishes, we would like to charge a protector for her." The one with blue eyes decided to speak at last.
"What do you mean?" Syaoran asked.
"Uncle, before he died, found that because The Jewel is becoming stronger and therefore more important, that she should have a sole protector. But you see, without her knowing it. He said he wanted someone from the deep inside of our world to protect her, be her normal friend. She won't know that he's from our world or anything, make her think that he's a normal person who just wants to be her friend." The blue eyed man explained.
"How do you suppose we chose this protector?" Syaoran asked.
"We hold a competition." Touya said.
.:Sakura:.
Sakura felt awfully bored as she sat in the busy café waiting for her best friend. Eriol, Yue, Takashi, and Kero sat far away from her at a different table to give her some privacy. After all, it was her weekly "date" with the only female friend she had.
They had known each other since she was practically born, a fellow princess and all. They went to the same parties and schools together and Sakura absolutely loved her best friend. They always took Wednesdays to hang out together without her bodyguards following her and hearing everything the two girls say.
She was the only person outside of the gang world who knew of her double life as The Jewel.
The purple eyed girl sat down.
"Tomoyo!"
"Hey Sakura!" Tomoyo said as she hugged her best friend. Tomoyo passed a quick wave to the four men sitting at the table when they took a glance at her.
"So what's up?" Tomoyo asked after ordering her drink.
And so Sakura proceeded to tell her of her encounter with Syaoran at the chocolate store.
"He was pretty cute, lemme tell you! But I was so embarrassed that I dragged him into the store by accident."
"Think you'll see him again?" Tomoyo asked giggling. Sakura took a sip from her vinalla chai and shrugged. "Aw…why not? He sounds like such a great guy, and hey you know maybe you'll find love."
Sakura laughed and shook her head. "Oh please, when it comes to men in those aspects, they're all horrible frogs."
"He sounds nice to me." Tomoyo stated.
"Oh please, let's go shopping!" Sakura said, wanting to drop the subject. The truth was, was that there was something about Syaoran that was mysterious and she was very curious to find out what that was.
But then again, curiosity had killed the cat.
.:The Next Week:.
"I can't believe that bastard won!"
"I know! From The Clows, nonetheless!"
"The damn Clows always get the tough shit."
"Cause they're always so tough and crap and everyone just wants to be like them!"
"Yeah okay, they have so little people in their fucking gang."
"But I can't believe that kid won! He's so small compared to all of us!"
"Yeah now he gets to know The Jewel and crap, and protect her and blah blah blah."
Syaoran watched as the men whom he had defeated leave the stadium. A hand landed on his shoulder and gave it a squeeze.
"Good job, Syaoran." Touya complimented.
Syaoran nodded and said nothing as he watched the remaining people leave. A folder was given to him by Touya.
"Here's all the information we were able to dig up about her. Apparently the older gang leaders who died had burned all the information about her. It's not much but it's something that will get you started." Touya explained as he passed the thin manila folder to Syaoran.
Syaoran once again nodded and walked away.
Truth was…Touya had burned all the information about The Jewel. The entire Council, made up of the older triad leaders, had agreed to it. He, alone, knew The Jewel. And in the folder, Touya gave Syaoran four pictures of four individual girls, those similar in the looks to the Jewel.
But none of which was actually The Jewel. He wanted to make sure that no one really knew that The Jewel was Sakura. Although she didn't look much different from the picture he had shown Syaoran, her personality would surely throw any thoughts that Syaoran might've had that she was The Jewel.
The pictures of the girls personality had much more qualities that the ideal Jewel would possess, at least to those who were told her story and would imagine how she would be like. In fact the four girls had joined gangs, and the only reason why these gangs let them join was because they had qualities that made them seem like the Jewel. It was another defense mechanism to prevent people from knowing who The Jewel really was. This was of course unknown to them.
Touya's memory flashed back to the conversation he had with the four leaders of The Black Wolves.
"I agree with that, Touya. However there has been many rumors that a rebellion is starting against The Jewel. They say we don't need her and that she's too damn strong. Besides without knowing who she belongs to, we can't know for sure if The Jewel won't take us all out."
Touya hoped that the rumors of the rebellion was just that, rumors. But the Council had suggested that they take up on the former dead leader of The Black Wolves advice by charging an undercover protector for The Jewel just in case.
But they also decided to make sure it wasn't easy, even for this protector. After all, that protector might turn on them and turn The Jewel into some killer. They wanted to confuse the protector, it was also a test to see how cunning this protector was going to be. If they could figure out who the real Jewel was, even though the four pictures they provided was not at all the Jewel, than he was worthy of having a spot at the Council. That was the reward the Council had decided for the protector.
If and only if, he could figure out who the real Jewel was. If not, he'd die.
.:Syaoran:.
Syaoran memorized the four pictures of four individually beautiful women. They had been no names or anything about them, just their pictures. Syaoran memorized every detail and engraved it into his memory.
There were only a couple other sheets and one of them included the current school The Jewel was.
Celestial Tokyo University (AN: I made that up!) And that's where his search was going to begin.
Author's Notes: Well what did you guys think? I tried to make it long.
OH and don't forget to check out my other newly updated CCS story, NIGHTMARES AND DREAMS OF LOVE. Here's the link to that story if you're interested: as always REVIEW!
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