Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Not Meant To Love ❯ Lets Play A Little Peek-A-Boo! ( Chapter 4 )

A/N: Here I am again, updating! I'm glad you all enjoy reading my fic, it makes me all giggly and happy and stuff....er...yeah. SO anyways I recieved your reviews and again I thank you. Seeing all your positive reactions encourages me to write more. :)

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I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura nor will I ever... sigh... I wish I did though. That'd be so awesome… (clears throat) So yeah, heh here's your next chapter. I tried to make it as interesting as possible without giving out too much. Please read and review telling me what you think of it!

Too bad for those who just look at the summary and decide they don't like the story. But for those of you who are reading this, thank you. I swear I have a shocking surprise for you. (wink) And I truly hope that you'll all be around to see what it is. Mind you, there are a few surprises throughout the entire story, but the biggest and most shocking surprise will be at the end. Have fun!

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Chapter 5:

 Let's Play a Little Peek-A-Boo!

Gerry had already taken Sakura home for the night and had left her to think on her own. She still felt a bit uneasy about him, but tried not to let it get to her. She had just met him anyway, so there was no reason to get worked up about something that was surely nothing at all. Walking up to her room, she opened the door and, to no surprise, saw Tomoyo sitting on the couch reading a magazine quietly. As soon as she had walked in, she looked up from top of her pages.

"It took you that long just to go through a quick tour of the guy’s house?" She asked, raising a beautifully groomed eyebrow.

"But you have no idea, Tomoyo." Sakura said, sitting on the couch next to her before sliding her shoes off and massaging her feet. "His house isn't a house at all. It's a freakin' mansion. It's huge!"

"Oh, I see... Do you know what the maid outfits look like?" She wanted to know what kind of horrible material they were made out of and wondered if it was good enough for someone as fashionable as herself.

"They were actually pretty decent Tomoyo, they were black with cute little ruffly aprons in the front. Just like in that one favorite movie of yours... oh, what's it called...” Sakura closed her eyes and put her fingers to her temples, trying to think.

"Oh wow, really? Aw... and I lost my opportunity to try it on!" Tomoyo complained sadly. If she had known what they looked like beforehand, then she would have gladly accepted the job offer.

"Well he might still accept you. I can ask him if you want." Sakura continued massaging her feet. They were so sore from all the walking she had done she couldn't even feel her toes anymore.

"No, it's alright. I already found someone to work for at a nearby Beauty shop. I forgot the name, but I'll tell you once I find out." She said, offering a small smile. "Let me see if I like it there. If not, then I’ll come crawling back to you and I’ll be sure to look into your ‘maid’ position.”

"Sure.” Sakura agreed.

"Trust me, I promise to quit after the first few weeks. You can count on it." Sakura frowned and gave a long sigh. Standing up, holding her high-heeled shoes in her hand, she walked off towards the bedroom.

"Suit yourself." She said in surrender. Tomoyo shook her head and crawled into bed after following her into the bedroom. She was already dressed and it was going on eight. She had to go to bed early, for she had to be at work early the next day. Meanwhile, completely letting all sense of time freeze, Sakura had stepped into the bathtub, letting the warm velvety scented water engulf her body as she rested her head on a head pad. She had a feeling that the next few days... or weeks, were going to be a drastic change. She had gone on a trip to get away from having to work, but instead she found herself getting into even harder and more troublesome situations that consisted of her having to work twice as hard then she would normally have liked to.

It wasn't long before Sakura's thoughts started to wander. Soon enough she started to think about random things... home, getting a car, home again, then Syaoran. She smiled when she found herself thinking about him and she couldn't help but realize just how lucky she thought she was. He was handsome, smart, talented, sweet, and… did she mention handsome? She didn't think that someone like her would end up with someone like him. She loved the feeling. 'Oh no... are we going to spend time together if I'm working with his friend? He was the one who suggested I work there in the first place....' She thought to herself. As a matter of fact, she hadn't seen him for a whole two days. It was beginning to get lonely without him. She wanted to feel his arms around her, hear her name whispered from his luscious lips... wait, what was she thinking?

"ZZzzZZZzZzzz..." Tomoyo was already fast asleep and Sakura was about ready to sink into the tub in her own drowsiness as well. But before she could, she interrupted her thoughts of Syaoran and stepped out of the tub. After draining all the water she turned around and grabbed her pink cotton towel that was on the towel rack and wrapped it around her small form.

'I wonder if I can see him tomorrow.' She thought. Clearly her thoughts were back on Syaoran again, and she really couldn't do a thing to stop it. ‘Come on Sakura. You can survive a week without seeing him. He's just a simple guy who, deep inside, is probably just opinionated, spoiled, bratty, difficult to please,' There was a small sigh and a slight pause. 'Gorgeous, sweet, loving... perfect.'  She slapped herself mentally to stop from going over the edge. It was hard enough just trying to stop thinking about him. Now she was longing to be in his embrace. Geeze, what men could do to women, it surprised her.

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Syaoran was lying in bed wide awake. It had been two days and still, nothing of interest was happening. He didn't hear of anything new that had to do with the 'bad guy' and he was starting to think that it would be a while longer before something big occurred. He was bored and wanted to go out, have fun, to do something. If it wasn’t for this stupid mission he would still be at home laying in his four posted bed while looking at very interesting magazines of naked girls... motorcycles... Victoria’s Secret, the normal stuff.

He rolled over onto his side, trying to find a comfortable spot to sleep in. Man, he didn't care what the hell it was, all he wanted was someone to call him and tell him that the mad man was on the loose so he could get off his ass and go after him. That seemed a lot more entertaining then just moping around the hotel suite all day.

"Damnit, what if all this investigating turns out to be a complete waste? I'm blaming it all on Dominic." He said aloud, closing his eyes in frustration. Within minutes he soon fell asleep, and it wasn't long either until he opened his eyes to the light of a new day.

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"I got it!" Sakura exclaimed while Tomoyo hopped around the room in her attempt to get dressed for work.

"Got what?" She asked. She only had ten minutes to leave, and she was never late. It would never happen.

"I'm going to surprise Syaoran today. Sound good?" Sakura was still lying in bed looking up at the ceiling in thought while Tomoyo had one arm through a sleeve and half a foot in a sock.

"Yeah, that's nice Sakura. Do you even know where to meet him? Where he lives?” She asked, wobbling.

"Oh... well I can ask Eriol. Surely he knows where he's staying." She ran to the phone and quickly dialed Eriol’s number which she had, printed out on a card that he had given her. Tomoyo, on the other hand, was now brushing her teeth and hair both at the same time. And by the time Sakura was done getting directions from Eriol, she was already speeding out the door.

"See ya at four Sakura!" She said, slamming the door behind her. Sakura rolled her eyes and started to get dressed herself. She had told Eriol not to tell Syaoran she was coming over since she wanted it to be a surprise.

'I wonder what he’ll say once he finds me at his door.' She smiled to herself and happily started brushing her hair. It was so weird going through this crush phase again. The only time she had liked someone was when she was younger, and it was towards her brother’s best friend, Yukito. She had gotten over him, probably because she never saw him anymore. But other then that, she loved having the feeling of loving someone and having them feel the same way. But then again she never truly knew what it felt like to have someone genuinely love her…

Putting on a coat and grabbing her purse, she walked out of the hotel room and made her way down to the main hall, though right when she was about to walk out to her car, the receptionist called her over.

"Sorry to bother you miss, but you wouldn't happen to be staying in room 117 are you? I just called but no one answered." Sakura grinned sheepishly.

"Yeah, I'm staying there with my friend Tomoyo. Why, is something wrong?" She asked, trying to sound confused. She had a feeling she was going to ask how long she was going to stay and when she would be able to pay up. But sadly, she wouldn't know how to answer, seeing as she didn't know how long they would remain and when they would earn enough money to spare.

"No, nothing's wrong. We were just wondering how long you and your friend would be staying with us, that’s all." Sakura nearly fell over her own foot but managed to keep herself aloft.

"I don't know eheh... you see. My friend and I simply love this hotel and would love to stay here for the remainder of our trip." She lied. She didn't really think the hotel was all that great, but she had to think of some excuse to hide the fact they had no money to leave just yet. The receptionist smiled and nodded.

"That's wonderful. Stay as long as you like. We just wanted to know so we could mark it in the computers. Please enjoy, and have a great stay." Smiling, Sakura took that as her cue to go. So, taking the opportunity, she gave a polite 'thank you' before turning on her heel and rushing out the glass doors.

She sat on a bench once outside the hotel and sighed in despair. “The longer we stay, the more it's going to cost. I need some loot, and fast." She sighed again as she stood up and made her way towards her car. "Alright Syaoran, here I come."

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"I don't care! As long as the mission gets completed, that's all that matters!" Syaoran yelled into his phone. He was talking to his boss and was obviously having a heated argument. He was pacing his room back and forth, trying to keep his temper on the low. That's what the problem was. whenever he would talk to his boss, he always felt the sudden urge to yell at him. It was the normal routine.

Sakura had just reached his hotel and was double checking the directions to see if she followed them correctly. It was almost too easy, the hotel was nearly five minutes away and she was glad to see she wouldn't have to travel so far just to see him. Getting out of her car, she walked through the front doors. This hotel was no doubt very expensive, every object inside looked to be at least half a grand individually. She couldn't help but gape at all of it.

"Look, don't you understand? I've never failed a mission since I became an agent, so don't give me this lecture crap about how I should do my job." Syaoran was definitely pissed. His boss was paranoid, thinking that something would go wrong and that he wouldn't fulfill his task. Clearly Syaoran didn't like the fact that after working for him for such a long time, he still didn't trust him. "Yes...Yes I know that. But that is no reason to blame all the past problems on me. I did exactly what you old me to do, nothing more. So don't even think about telling me... what…? Probably, I don't see why not... Would you stop arguing with me?!"

Sakura continued making her way towards his suite. She had asked one of the kind receptionists at the front counter where he was staying and she gratefully gave her the room number. She was about to knock when she heard his voice. He didn't seem too happy and he was obviously upset at someone. That alone was enough to make her change her mind. She was about to turn around, thinking that it was a bad idea to have come to visit him in the first place when she heard her name. She stopped and scrunched her eyebrows together in wonder, pressing her ear against the door gently.

"No one will find out who I am. Not even my best friend... uh huh... yes I have my cover… I'm using a girl. Didn't I just tell you that…? I just said her name was Sakura you old fart!"

Sakura froze in her spot. What was he talking about? Was he some sort of criminal or was he a rapist who was trying to use her as a cover so no one would suspect it was him? She suddenly didn't feel very comfortable and wanted to run out of the hotel, but something held her back. Her curiosity to hear more of his conversation took the best of her and she decided to stay and listen. 'Let’s play a little peek-a-boo, shall we?'  She thought to herself as she leaned down to look underneath the door. She could see him walking back and forth across the room, his foot tapping the carpet every time he stopped.

"Don't worry about a thing. I'm just using her to keep my identity hidden… No, I won't fall in love with her you moron!" He hissed as he tried to keep his voice down. Sakura felt a cold stab of pain and frowned, still looking through the space beneath the floor and the door. "...No... Well there is no other way. I have to do this... Uh huh… Yes, I'll come back once I take care of him. Don't worry… Would you stop arguing with me?!" He yelled again. Sakura was too busy thinking about what he was saying to realize that he was approaching her. The only thing that brought her back to reality was the sound of his door opening. She looked up to see him standing in front of her, a shocked look on his face and the phone in his right hand.

'Oh SHIT!'  He thought to himself, seeing her surprised, disappointed face staring up at him. He meant to say something but instead she turned around and started running down the hall. She wanted to get as far away from him as possible after hearing him say something about killing someone. But before she could turn the corner and run into the elevator, strong arms grabbed her from behind and a large hand covered her mouth to prevent her from calling for help.

"Don't scream. I won’t hurt you." He tried to reason, trying to drag her back towards his room. She ignored him and tried her best to pry his hands away from her mouth so she could scream. But it was no use, he was too strong for her and she felt so powerless in his steel grasp. Still trying to kick and push him away, he managed to bring her back into his suite. People from the other rooms poked their heads out into the hall to see what the commotion was about, but Syaoran simply ignored them and closed his door so they couldn't witness anything further.

"Mmhpphh!!" She groaned into his hand. She was still unable to scream properly and it seemed that he wasn't going to remove his hand unless she promised not to make a fuss.

"Stop trying to fight! I won’t hurt you!" He tried again while she continued struggling against his grasp. She finally stopped moving, realizing that it was no use, and looked up at him instead. It was sad seeing her once smiling face turn into one of sheer horror. Syaoran couldn't help but feel bad at the way she was looking at him. He never wanted her to feel this way. "Listen, I'll only let go of you if you promise to not to scream." Sakura nodded her head frantically, still not taking her eyes off of him and he removed his hand. Almost immediately she screamed at the top of her lungs and he once again clasped his hand over her mouth. "Would you stop it!?" He hissed. "Nothing's going to happen to you, just calm down and tell me why you're freaking out." Of course he knew why she was acting up, but he still wanted to take his chances. Again, he slowly removed his hand and this time Sakura remained silent, though she was glaring at him with determined eyes. "Why are you acting like this, Sakura?" He asked again, hoping beyond hope that she had acted up over something other than his conversation.

"I heard everything, you swine!" She seethed in a deathly tone. Syaoran's face turned pale and he nearly dropped the phone.

"You heard...?"

"Yes, I heard everything you said over the phone. Don't try to pretend like you don't know what I'm talking about." She spoke braver then she felt, deep inside she was scared, wondering what he would do now that she knew what his plans were.

"I see,” He began, “Well, there's only one thing we can do about this." He calmly put the phone down onto the coffee table and Sakura backed away nervously.

"What are you going to do?" She asked, her voice shaking with uneasiness. Without notice, he pushed her down onto the couch and kneeled down in front of her so she couldn't move.

"Sakura, you weren't meant to hear that. I had no idea that you were coming over.” He admitted, running a hand through his hair. “So what I'm going to do is tell you exactly who I am and explain to you what you heard." She looked at him, still a bit frightened and more then just nervous, but remained silent as he spoke. "I'm a spy Sakura. I was sent here to find a man who is searching for something dangerous. We don't know who he is but it is my job to find him before he discovers what we're trying to keep him away from. The person I was talking to over the phone was my boss, Dominic, head of the FBI, Federal Bureau of Investigation." Sakura looked confused on top of all the emotions she was experiencing. Syaoran noticed this and took her hands in his as a sign of comfort. "Don't take this so lightly Sakura. There have been eight murders from just him alone. He killed them because they found out part of his plan, he doesn't want anyone else other then those who follow him to know, which is why I'm trying to keep my identity hidden." Sakura frowned, suddenly remembering what he had said earlier.

"Don't worry about a thing. I'm just using her to keep my identity hidden, I won't fall in love with her..."

"Why are you telling me all of this?" She asked quietly. "Why? What are you going to do now that I know everything about your... mission? Is that what you 'spys' call it?" Syaoran stood up and crossed his arms as he felt his irritation grow to a dangerously high level.

"You'll see. Now that you know my secret, you're going to do me a favor. I can't let you off the hook with all that good info in your head. So I'm going to make you into my diversion.” He rubbed his forehead in thought as he debated on whether telling her all of this was a good idea or not. “I will admit I was using you solely to keep my identity hidden, and that isn't going to change. You will remain doing so until we find this guy."

"Wait, we? Why we? YOU'RE the one that's going to find him, keep me out of this." She argued, standing up from the couch, glaring at him. "And I don't want to be your stupid identity... hider... person. You can go to hell!" Syaoran glowered at her and grabbed her arm painfully.

"You will do this, or face the consequences. I am not going to let you go knowing that you know too much about all that's happening. You are going to stay here and do this mission with me, and then after all this is through, you can go and live a normal life again."

"Ow, you're hurting me. Let go!" She cried, trying to jerk her arm away. He ignored her and only gripped tighter.

"And if you decide to tell anyone, they won’t believe you unless you have proof. Or if so, then I’ll be sure that you regret it. So which is it? Leave and suffer the consequences, or stay and work this all out with me?"

She wanted neither. She just wished she had never come to visit him, that she had never heard his conversation. But, realizing she had no choice, she looked up into his eyes and nodded her head slowly.

Syaoran offered a small smile, which looked more like a smirk instead of something pleasant. "Excellent. You will be staying with me for the night. I don't trust having you leave all by yourself." He said, picking up the phone and handing it to her. "Call your friend and tell her you're going to be staying with me for a while."

"I can't do that! She'll be alone at the hotel room.” She clenched her fists at her sides, trying to summon up more of her courage to argue against him. “I can't just call her and say, 'Oh yeah, hi Tomoyo! Listen, I'm going to be staying with Syaoran for the rest of my life. Have fun!"

"Well, that's your fault. This wouldn't be happening if you hadn't dropped by." He smirked, knowing he was right. Sakura looked at the ground in defeat. All she wanted to do was slap that ridiculously disgusting look off his smug face and be done with this nonsense. Unfortunately for her, that wasn’t an option to be given.

"It's such short notice, I should be able to tell her to her face and actually give her a good reason. What will I tell her once she asks me why I'm doing this?" She asked. Syaoran shrugged his shoulders and walked off into the kitchen.

"I don't know. You think of something, she's your friend."

'You asshole.' She thought, glaring at his back. 'I really liked you... but now I see what your true side is. I made a big mistake, a big mistake.' She picked up the phone and started dialing Tomoyo's cell.

"Hello?" Tomoyo picked up.

"Hey. It’s me... I need to tell you something, and it can't wait." Sakura said quickly. She knew Syaoran was listening from far away and didn't chance saying something he wouldn't approve of.

"Sakura... what’s wrong? You sound like you're in trouble. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. But um... gah how do I put this? Tomoyo, I'm here with Syaoran and I won’t be coming back." There was a pause, then an explosion of laughter.

"Oh, that's it? Wow you really had me going... and already? But you just met him! Sakura, I never knew you would go that far within..."

"What? NO-NO-NO it's not that!” She tried to explain. "That isn't the reason why I'm staying here. I can't tell you though... but all I can say is that I won’t be back for a while. Don’t worry about me, okay?" She looked at Syaoran who was slowly… slowly chewing piece of sandwich while staring at her, as if he didn’t want to hear himself chew. If it were a different situation, she would have thought he looked funny. But at the moment, it was no time to be laughing.

Tomoyo gave a sarcastic laugh, clearly stating that she didn't believe her. "You're joking right? You can't just all of a sudden decide to stay with him... what about the hotel?"

"I know but..."

"Heh… you honestly can’t be serious.” She was beginning to panic. “How am I going to be able to stay here by myself? Sakura, you have to come back!"

“Listen. I will come back, I promise. But I can't right now for reasons I can't explain. I promise to call you again later, please forgive me…" Then she hung up, glaring at Syaoran who had just taken another bite of his sandwich. She threw the phone at the wall angrily, nearly making a hole in its wake.

"Hey-hey-hey! What was that for?!" He yelled, with food still in his mouth. He walked over to the wall and touched the spot with his fingers. Sakura simply ignored him and walked into the bedroom. "Huh? Wait!" He called out to her, swallowing his food quickly. "Oh-no you don't, don’t you think of going in there!" But it was too late, Sakura had walked in and locked the door. He couldn't get in. "Dammit!" he yelled, kicking the door. "Why are women so irritating!?"

"I should be asking you the same thing!" Sakura yelled from the other side, kicking the door back after he had kicked it.

"Shut up! Just, shut up! You're starting to become a pain in my ass!" He yelled, plopping onto the couch, his anger literally radiating off of him.

"You're already a pain in my ass!" Sakura retorted. Syaoran thought it best to stop while he was ahead to prevent anymore arguing. There was no point in arguing with a woman, no point at all.

'Damn you Sakura. After all this is over, I swear I'm going to enjoy watching you walk out of my life."

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A/N: Poor Sayo and Saku. You know, it almost seems like they will never get along... note: I emphasize the word 'seems'. :P Please no flames. This is just the beginning of a beautiful and blossoming relationship! Hope you enjoyed this chapter heh, Ja ne!