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A/N Hahahah�so I�ve decided to try my hand at this as well.
I�ve written a few Card Captor Sakura stories in the past�.but I wanna see how
I do in comparison now�.^_^

Disclaimer: I don�t own Card Captors, I hold no ownership.
I�m simply a minion who uses them for my own perverse pleasure.� I make no money off of this�I repeat. I make
no money from this.

Warnings: SXS, EXT. I don�t know what other characters will
be here later. Future Lemon, violence, coarse language, murder.

Summary: Sakura was your average everyday university
student, studying hard, trying to build a life. One day that�s all thrown
upside down as she�s thrust into a world full of violence, police, and death.

Enjoy!

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Staring back at herself through the mirror in the rather
depressing bathroom, Sakura wondered how her life had changed so drastically.
It had been such a normal day, everything was like usual, full of repetition
and boredom. The light flickered with a dull �clicking� noise and she fought
back an irritated sigh. She had no one to blame for this mess but herself,
cursing her luck she thought over the day�s events.

She had gotten up, dressed, and ate breakfast like every
other morning. She went to school, attended classes, hung out with her friends,
and studied. Nothing was different. At the age of 19 she had a bright future;
intelligent, wealthy, and driven. Determined not to sit around on her money
like most other rich people, she aspired to make a difference in the world. She
didn�t quite know what that was right now, but she was determined to help
people. Her friends always told her that she was a modern day Mother Theresa,
her kind heart and warm smile gracing every being of the planet, regardless of
race, gender, social status, and age.

She sighed and pulled back from the mirror, wondering if she
looked any different from that morning. She shook out her waist length auburn hair
and watched as it curled slightly back around her form. She expected to see
something changed about her, but instead she was the same petite 5�4� with slim
shoulders, a flat stomach, slightly rounded breasts and wide hips. Turning
slightly she stared at her face in the mirror, her emerald eyes gazed back at
her, taking in her high cheek bones and heart shaped face, with a slightly
upturned nose and delicate eyebrows, she sighed again. She didn�t seem any
different, but she felt like a completely new person.

*flashback*

She had been on her way home, eager to curl up on her couch
with a steaming cup of warm tea, when she had crossed the mouth to an alleyway.
She didn�t know what had possessed her to do so, but she had decided to
investigate the narrow gap between buildings. She hadn�t sensed that anything
was wrong until she nearly stumbled across a confrontation between a man and a
woman. Barely catching herself she had hid behind one of the dumpsters, peeking
around the corner to watch the events unfold before her.

She should have turned and walked away right then, instead
of standing there like an idiot, watching something that really was none of her
business. But she could see that the woman was in trouble, and before
intervening, Sakura had waited to see exactly what was going on.

�I don�t see why we�re still standing here,� the woman had
stared the slightly taller man in the eye, showing no fear; �You�re going to
kill me anyways, so just get on with it.�

�The boss wants to know how much info you gathered,� he had
sneered at the woman, which caused a shudder to ripple up Sakura�s spine as a
feeling of dread gathered in the pit of her belly. �So slut, how much do you
know? And how much did you tell them stinkin� police before we caught ya?�

�I told you Marcus, you won�t get anything from me. So I
repeat. Why. Are. We. Still. Standing. Here?� The woman looked worn down, as if
this was the end, which it was soon to be.

Before Sakura could react, the burly looking man had pulled
a gun and shot the woman standing defiantly before him. Watching her lifeless
body fall to the ground in a heap, Sakura couldn�t contain the horrified squeak
that worked its way past her lips before she could stifle it.

Stiffening in terror, she covered her mouth as the man
before her looked sharply in her direction, �Who�s there?� after getting no
response, �Come out and play, whoever you are.� Walking stealthily forward, his
hand tightly gripping his gun, he searched the space around him, looking for
whoever had made the noise that had alerted him to the fact that he wasn�t
alone.

Trying hard not to make a sound, she had eased herself away
from the edge of the dumpster, waiting for him to pass her and quickly thinking
of what she should do. She saw the tip of the gun travel past the face of the
dumpster before the hand that was attached to it and then finally the arm.
Thinking quickly, she had called on her time in self defense classes, kicking
upward with her foot, she knocked the gun out of his hands. Before he could
react she turned and swiped his feet out from under him, before running like
hell down the alley, trying to get back to the main road so she could call for
help.

*End Flashback*

She stared at the mirror once more, resurfacing from her
thoughts. She shuddered, remembering how she could hear the man panting as he
chased after her. Her only thoughts at the time were to get away from him, to
survive and tell someone about the horror that she had just witnessed. She was
pretty sure he had stopped chasing her once she had reached the main roads, but
she hadn�t stopped running until she was in front of the reception desk at
Tokyo�s Police Department Headquarters.

The older looking officer with slightly gray hair had taken
one look at her and immediately put down the phone he was talking on with a
quick, �I�ll call you back.� Standing up, he rounded the desk and had guided
her back to where the other rows of desks were located. Seeing the bustling of
armed officers around her Sakura had been able to relax slightly, recounting
her story to the older gentlemen.

They had placed a blanket around her shoulders, and had told
her that if she started to feel cold or ill that she should notify someone
immediately, just in case she started to go into shock. She then waited, for
what seemed like hours, before the first detective had come to see her. She was
asked to wait before another detective, followed later by yet another
detective, had come to question her. Each time recounting her tale, feeling as
if it was still happening each time she told the story.

Finally she had asked if she could call someone, and then
use the bathroom. They kindly guided her to the phone and waited while she
called her best friend who was practically her sister, Tomoyo. The girl had
listened to her story and then had uttered a quick, �stay right where you are,
Eriol and I are coming down there right now to get you.�

Hanging up, she was escorted to the bathroom where she now
stood, unsure of what she should do from here on. The light flickered once more
and this time she couldn�t bite back the huff of irritation and decided that it
was time to leave the dark and rather beat up looking restroom. Opening the
door to the bright lights in the hallway, she nodded at the officer standing
outside of the door. Walking back to the sitting area, Sakura heard a relieved
sigh before warm arms enfolded her.

Comfort immediately washing through her body, Sakura turned
into the soft embrace of her best friend, and fought back the rush of tears
that threatened to overtake her. �Tomoyo, I�m so glad you�re here.� Pulling her
friends tighter, she buried her face into the slender neck of her friend,
taking comfort in the fact that someone cared for her.

She could hear a soft murmur as Tomoyo spoke quickly with
Eriol, her fianc�e, �Eriol, please, for me, I need you to make sure that she�s
safe. I need you to make sure that you get someone that you trust to protect
her.� Eriol was one of the elite investigators that worked at Tokyo�s police
department.

Looking at the love of his life, he responded in hushed
tones, �Don�t worry. It�s already taken care of. Syaoran is going to look after
her, though he doesn�t know it quite yet. I have a feeling that I�m going to
owe some big favors once this is all said and done.�

Sakura wondered who this Syaoran was, never having heard him
mentioned before even though the three of them spent most of their time hanging
out. But Sakura could feel some of the tension ease from Tomoyo�s body, and
knew that whoever this person was, it brought her friend comfort knowing he
would be there to watch over Sakura.

Pulling back slightly, she muttered, �Really Eriol, you
don�t have to go out of your way for me. The police here already said that they
would have someone assigned to keep an eye on me just in case this guy comes
looking. I don�t want you to strain yourself.� She ignored Tomoyo�s indignant
huff, instead she gazed into her friends violet orbs, �Please, Tomoyo. I really
don�t want you to go through all of this trouble for me.�

Tomoyo hardened her gaze, �Sakura, you�re my family. And I
know damn well that I�m the only family you�ve got, so you�re going to let me
take care of you, and if that means that Eriol pulls out all the stops on
making sure that you�re safe from this psycho, then I�m going to do it. And
you�re going to let me, do I make myself clear?� At Sakura�s reluctant nod, her
gaze softened, �Now how about we get you something to eat. You look starved and
exhausted. Syaoran will meet us later at Eriol�s house.� Pulling the tired
girl�s hand, Tomoyo led the way out of the station, knowing that Eriol was
there with them to make sure they were safe should anything happen while they
travelled home.

In the car on the ride to Eriol�s home, he looked in the
rearview mirror watching as his raven haired fianc�e comforted her best friend.
Shaking his head, Eriol felt a tickle of nervousness in his gut, his instinct
was telling him that there was something more to this than any of them were
ready for, and his instinct was rarely wrong.

Decided to deal with those insecurities later, he turned off
the highway onto the secluded side road leading to his home. Pulling into the
drive he noticed that his cousin�s car was already parked, assuming that the
butler had let him in, he parked and got out, helping the girls out behind him.
Escorting them up the stairs and into the entry, he nodded at his butler and
let Tomoyo take Sakura to go get cleaned up.

Walking into his living room he saw the figure sitting by
himself of the couch, �Hey Syaoran, it�s been awhile. How are you doing?�
Syaoran stood and walked over to his cousin, giving him a firm handshake.

�It�s been going alright, work has been a mess with this new
case we�re working but otherwise it�s same old same old. What is it that you
called me out here for; all I got on the phone was that it was urgent.� Leave
it to Syaoran to get right to the point, grimacing, Eriol tried to find a way
to phrase his request so that his cousin wouldn�t outright say no.

�Here�s the thing, a friend needs your help.� At his raised
eyebrow, Eriol continued, �She was attacked today after witnessing a murder. A
murder where the woman was undercover, her name was Maria Wong. She was working
as an exchange agent for one of the major crime boss�s around here; nobody
knows who because she was never able to fully disclose that information.
Anyways, Sakura, the girl who was attacked, witnessed her murder, got an I.D.
on the guy, and we�re afraid they might come for her.�

Nodding his head, Syaoran spoke, �I knew Maria, she was
undercover on the case I�m working now. I didn�t know she was murdered, I hope
it was at least quick and peaceful. But what does this have to do with me?�

Eriol paused, waiting for his reaction, �I need you to
protect her.�

�No.� Shaking his head Syaoran replied, �I can�t do that.
There�s too much going on, how am I supposed to look after a girl when I�ve
already got the entire downtown department calling for blood about leaks in the
system? This crime boss we�re trying to take down is dangerous, Eriol, she
doesn�t need me, she needs to go into witness protection.�

Thinking quickly, Eriol brought up a point that he knew his
cousin couldn�t dispute and that he knew Tomoyo would kill him for if she ever
found out. �If the girl is somebody they want, then it�s likely they�ll come
for her, so if you are protecting her that puts you in a direct line to take
these guys out.�

�Eriol, that might work, but how do you know that I�ll have
a chance to do anything about it with some girl slowing me down?� He was going
to say more but was interrupted by his cousin�s fianc�e and some girl he had
never met as they entered the living room to join them.

Tomoyo brightened seeing Syaoran, �Li-san, how are you? It�s
been too long since I�ve seen you.� Smiling warmly she embraced the rather
stiff looking cop, �Will you please have dinner with us? It would be so nice of
you!�

Syaoran gave a small grin, �Tomoyo, how many times do I have
to tell you, call me Syaoran. Li-san makes me feel like my father.�

Tomoyo giggled quietly before turning to Sakura who was
standing awkwardly in the corner, �Syaoran, this is Kinomoto Sakura, my friend
that Eriol was telling you about,� Giving him a pointed look that clearly said
�you�d better take care of her or I will
kill you,� �Sakura, this is Li Syaoran, the man who will be protecting you.�

�It�s a pleasure to meet you, Li-san. I�m sorry for you to
go through all this trouble for me.� Keeping her eyes downcast she reached her
hand out to him to shake.

He took her small hand gently with his and was startled by
the slight jolt of attraction he felt, �Pleasure�s mine.� Saying nothing more,
he withdrew his hand, wondering if she had felt it too. He looked at her small
form, feeling an unexpected rush of protectiveness towards the girl, a feeling
which he didn�t appreciate in the slightest. He was supposed to be Downtown
Tokyo�s most hardened and hardassed detective, to have this girl unknowingly affect
him was strange.

Looking up at the man before her Sakura gasped as her
emerald eyes met the slightly cold amber ones of the detective who was supposed
to protect her. �If you don�t mind, could you please explain to me what needs
to be done?�

Nodding slightly, Syaoran gestured for her to sit on the
couch so he could explain the new precautions she would have to take as well as
certain things she would have to pick up in order to make her a bit more
protected. Tomoyo and Eriol left the room to give them some privacy, as well as
to set about making dinner.

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A few hours later, they were all seated around the dining
table having just finished their meals, talking and making jokes with each
other. Syaoran relished the feeling of family and wondered what it would be
like for this to be a consistent occurrence. Leaning back in his chair, he
glanced at the emerald-eyed beauty that he couldn�t seem to get out of his
head. He didn�t know when she had implanted herself into his mind, but he
couldn�t stop certain thoughts from circulating in his mind, his curiosity
piqued as he learned her personality more and more. She seemed to be a very
kind-hearted, if slightly shell-shocked, girl who put the needs of others
first, but he could sense within her a dormant fierceness which he felt he
would be privileged to see in action.

Standing up to clear the table, Tomoyo and Eriol retreated
to the kitchen, leaving Syaoran and Sakura alone. The girl stood and smiled
slightly at the cop before reentering the living room and collapsing on the
couch in a heap of exhaustion. He followed her, curious to know what she was
thinking, even though he had no business asking anything about her, she was his
charge for Christ sake, he shouldn�t be feeling this attraction towards her.
Besides, in comparison she was just a child to his 24 years of life, she was
naive where he was hardened to the ways of the world after seeing countless
gruesome murders and sights that made a normal person faint. She opened her
heart to the world where he closed his in order for him maintain his sanity as
well as to make sure that nobody could find a way to hurt him. Shaking his head
he walked around the couch to stand before the window.

She stood and walked over to him, �My life will never be the
same, will it?� She had asked it as a question, but he knew that she needed no
answer but was simply voicing her thoughts. �And here I thought my life was
mundane,� giving a forced laugh she shook her head ruefully. �Thank you for
helping me, even though you really don�t need to. Tomoyo and Eriol overreact a
lot.�

Not replying to her, his eyes narrowed as he watched
something approach the driveway at a rapid speed. A sinking feeling in his gut
he barely had time to react before yelling, �Get down!� Pulling the startled
girl to the floor underneath him, he covered her as the glass from the window
shattered above them raining pieces over their tense forms. He heard the rapid
�rata tat tat tat� of an automatic rifle and waited until the noise ceased,
indicating that they were reloading. Pulling himself up quickly he started
firing shots from his pistol out the broken window into the drive where the men
on sleek black bikes were getting ready to take off.

Seeing them pull away and knowing that chasing them or
firing at them would be useless, he helped the stunned girl to her feet. Making
sure she wasn�t going to faint or fall over he turned at the quick entry of his
cousin and his fianc�e who hurried over to them to make sure they were alright,
not caring that their living room had just been destroyed.

Syaoran glanced at Eriol, and sighed, �This could be more
important than I thought,� he conceded. �It looks like Sakura is now officially
somebody�s number 1 enemy.�

Replacing his gun in his holster, he went to make a quick
phone call to the police department and wondered what he was going to do about
the beautiful girl standing shocked in the living room.

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