SourPop1004: Ok.people who want to kill me cuz I haven't written chapter 8
of magic in 3 or 4 months.I'm here to make it up to you all. The Intern is
my newest series and I promise I won't abandon it. I really like this plot
and I think it's a whole lot better than Magic. Sorry but there's no magic
in this one but it's gonna be really really really good so please read and
review. My chapters might be a tad bit longer than my usual stories but
anyway, about the story. Basically everything about the basic plot of The
Intern is explained in the introductory paragraph down there. So people,
please read before you kill me. and make sure you people review. I'm gonna
see how the reviews turn out first and if I think it's not enough, I'm
gonna put a minimum limit of reviews before the next chapter. I know you
guys hate that I really really need reviews to fuel me.so.let's read, shall
my best friend that lives in The Middle of Nowhere.
By: SourPop1004 (ME!)
It was busy day at the Tokyo Police Department. Men ran around with stacks
of police records and files, papers flying everywhere like a winter
snowstorm in the middle of August. The women were busy taking in calls. The
police officers were busy helping themselves to coffee and donuts while
trying to interview the people who had some how broken the law and was in
their police office. Yes. This was a typical day in TPD. Well, the busy
life style was what went on in the main part of the department. People may
see the busy and hard working men and women of the police force, but what
they don't see is what happens in the more private parts of the police
station. Little does the police officers know, the offices of the high and
might lye in the back of the building. Unless you were someone of high
importance and power, it wasn't usual that you'd see these rooms. These
people work silently while the day goes on, they handle the deadliest of
crimes. They face danger everyday. These are the people that put themselves
on the line to solve the hardest of cases. True that every officer in the
building was putting themselves on the line when on duty, but these people
are the ones that stop terrorists, bombers, etc. Even though these "Special
Forces" are located in every major city in the world, things are always
happening. Currently the TPD had its hands full with one particular case
that they could never solve. That was all about to change when came, THE
The sun shown bright in the clear blue sky. The clouds bouncing along. The
gentle breeze of approaching autumn. A gun shot.
Police cars were flying down the freeway, chasing a black Mercedes Benz
with a license plate HO HO HO. While the police cars aimed bullets towards
the black car's wheels, the Mercedes Benz wove in and out of traffic,
coming dangerously close with a neighboring truck. When the criminal was so
close to freedom, a black Lexus Jeep came shooting out of no where, ramming
into the side of the Benz. Smoke started to rise towards the orange sky.
The sun was already setting. Even from all the chaos, the sky seemed
Dozens of police cars screeched to a halt. Officers jumped out of their
cars and rushed over to the two crushed cars. One of the men pulled the
unconscious criminal out of the black Benz. The man was drenched in blood
and blacked out, but not dead. After the paramedics examined the convict,
they concluded that his injuries weren't deadly, but bunch of bruises and
light gashes. Suddenly, everyone turned their attention to the other man
that had been in the Lexus. He rolled out of the driver's seat with gash in
his forehead. Even with all the blood, he seemed fine for the fact that he
stood up and walked over to the convict and the other police officers.
After a few minutes of examination from the paramedics, he was giving a few
stitches on his forehead to close the wound. As he passed by the other
officers, they all gave him a pat on the back murmuring words of a job well
done. When he reached the end of the crowd of officers, he found an empty
police car. Just as he was about to get in, a man in a trench coat came
running towards him. The man in the trench coat didn't have a look of
relief but of anger.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?!? YOU COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED!!! ALL MY
LIFE AS A POLICE OFFICER AND CHIEF COMANDER, I HAVE NEVER EVER SEEN SUCH
STUPIDITY IN MY LIFE! HOW COULD YOU DO SOMETHING THIS CARELESS AND
RUTHLESS? ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME DETECTIVE LI? ONE MORE IDIOTIC STUNT LIKE
THIS, AND I'LL - - -"
The commanding chief officer of TPD was cut off by his officer's slow, sly
"I know you love me," replied Detective Li.
The other police officers fell into a fit of laughter, but were quickly
silenced by the chief officer's glare. Then a smile slowly spread on the
chief's face. He quickly embraced his officer and gave a tight pat on the
"You know, I was this crazy once. Those were the good old days. Anyway,
I'll let it slide this time, but don't think I like you," warned the chief,
"Lets all go home. Donuts on me today!"
The entire police force cheered and clapped admiringly at Detective Li for
a job well done and for the free donuts.
Yup, that was him. Li Syaoran, Detective of TPD. The bravest, most
ruthless, smartest, and not to mention the hottest (for the ladies, anyway)
detective in Tokyo. He was an ordinary detective but was also part of the
At the police station, everyone was helping themselves to donuts and
coffee. Everyone was cheering and having a great time, while the hero of
the day sat silently sipping coffee in his office looking over a case that
had the Special Forces Department involved. As he sat there pondering and
trying to understand the motives of the criminals, a young officer, about
Syaoran's age, burst through the door.
"What is it Takashi?"
"Guess what? You know how it's been a while since Mrs. Fields retired.
"Chief's thinking of hiring a replacement. Actually an intern!"
"And this would make you happy.how?"
"YOU ARE SOOOO BLIND! WHAT IF IT'S A NEW GIRL? A HOT NEW GIRL?!" Takashi
clapped with joy.
"You have a GIRLFRIEND for God's sake! Uph.Takashi, I've gotta hand it to
ya. Never thought you'd be this low." Syaoran replied, shacking his head
with pity at his frenzied friend. Before Takashi could reply, Syaoran
quickly pushed him out and shut the door, locking it.
"OK Syaoran, but I'm warning you! The other guys are gonna get her first!"
came a muffled voice from outside his office window.
"Well OK then. Bye bye." With that, Syaoran shut the blinds of his window
and sat back down in his chair. "That Takashi." thought Syaoran, and
grinned at the thought of his friend.
The next day, a new message had been posted in the City Bulletin Board. It
The Tokyo Police Department is looking for a new intern.
If you are:
20 or over
Has a flexible schedule
And can handle dozens of donut orders
You are qualified to be interviewed this Friday.
Resumes are to be handed in by Thursday.
So please take this great opportunity and come by the station to pick up a
The TPD will be looking forward to you all participants.
Even though it was a busy day in the streets of Tokyo, there was a small
crowd forming around the bulletin board. A certain violet-haired girl was
pulling in her friend to see the announcement. With a broad smile on her
face, she turned to her friend.
"Sakura-chan, why don't YOU try out for this internship? I mean, it'll be
"But.I.me at a police station?"
"Well.I guess but I already have a job at the local coffee shop and I
already have an internship at the Tokyo Medical Support Hospital."
"Wah!!! That's perfect Sakura-chan! You are over 20. You are organized and
neat for you work at a hospital. And you definitely know how to take orders
from at least 15 different people at the same time. I mean, you were named
employee of the month THREE straight months in a row. And besides, if you
become an intern, I think Mrs. Preach will give you extra credit for class
AND when we graduate at the end of this year, and internship at the
hospital AND the police station would look awesome on a resume. AND
Chiharu's boyfriend, Yamazaki Takashi, is a police officer so you'll see
Sakura was speechless. She wanted to defy everything her best friend had
just said but couldn't, for Tomoyo was right. Right down to the last word.
Snapping out of her thoughts, Sakura smiled at her friend.
"You know what Tomoyo? That's a great idea. Let's go get my application."
Tomoyo's eyes brightened and shimmered under the bright yellow sun. Her
long wavy violet hair was rimming with light.
"That's a great idea Sakura-chan. Let's go!"
Both girls got into a white Lexus Jeep, Sakura at the driver's seat.
(Ooh.how much I love pairing couples with the same cars.but with different
Sakura got out of her car and slowly walked toward the steps of TPD. Sakura
nervously stared at the high metal doors. She nervously turned back towards
where her car was parked. Tomoyo gave a huge smile and put two thumbs up.
Sakura could only return a small weak smile. Clearing her mind of all fear,
she pushed through the door and stopped to stare at the busy people
everywhere. She slowly walked up towards the counter. Even through all the
busyness, The woman at the front desk warmly smiled and directed her
attention to Sakura.
"How may I help you miss?"
"Umm.I'm here to pick up an application for the internship." Sakura trailed
off directing her attention towards a corner where a woman was fighting to
get out of the police's strong grasp.
"Oh yes! The applications are right over there," replied the lady, pointing
towards a wall covered with notes and messages.
"Arigato," Sakura replied curtly. She smiled and started her way towards
It was strange for Sakura to be at a police station. She never got any
speeding tickets, no parking tickets, or tickets in general. And she
definitely didn't do anything wrong to end up here.
As she squeezed past a crowded counter, she saw the wall of messages. She
couldn't help but stand there and stare at all the messages and notes.
Slowly taking an application, she stood there admiring all the pictures the
police department had put up of their children, parents, friends, and
basically everyone dear to them. To her surprise, she found a picture of
her friend Chiharu. Obviously Takashi had pinned it up. As she was looking
at all the wonderful pictures on the wall, she failed to notice that right
next to the board was a long bench full of people who had done something
wrong to be brought here. At the edge of the bench sat a well-built man in
a pair of baggy black pants, a dirty white shirt, and a beanie. The man
stared at Sakura's waist with dirty eyes. Before he could do anything, an
officer, carrying a clipboard and a pen, came over.
"OK Jax. What are you in here for.again?"
"Hey there Detective? Didn't know you interviewed scum like me? I thought
you were a detective?"
"Well, let's just say that there haven't been any cases for me to solve. So
might as well make myself useful and help out around here." Of course,
Syaoran was lying when he said he had to case. He did have one particular
one that he was having a hard time cracking. He knew who the criminal was;
it was just that he didn't have any evidence.for now anyway.
"Ok, so why are you in here this time?"
"I swear, I didn't do anything!"
"Are we gonna start this game again? OK, obviously you did something.
That's why you're in here. Get it?"
Jax was silent. Syaoran was about to ask again when an officer came up to
Syaoran and started engaging in some deep conversation. Seeing his chance,
Jax turned his attention to the girl staring at the board. Her long wavy
honey hair fell back behind her, reaching almost her waist. Under the
bright white light of the police building and the crowd of people, she
seemed to stand out. She was wearing a loose pink sweater, a pair of faded
jeans, and a pair of yellow flip-flops. Jax slowly reached out his long
tattooed arm towards her butt. Just before he could reach and grab her,
Syaoran smacked Jax's head with his clipboard. Jax knew that Syaoran had
caught him and jerked back.
"What? What did I do?"
Syaoran gave Jax a piercing stare. Handing the clipboard to the other
officer, Syaoran coolly said, "Write him up for sexual assault."
"What!?!" Jax looked unbelieving.
"If you were staring at her that long with those eyes, I KNOW you did
something wrong out there. Some girl probably reported you." Syaoran
trailed off, "Now don't tell me I'm wrong. I know you Jax. I know you well
enough to know what you were up to."
Jax was silent. Syaoran was right. He was in here for stalking some girl.
She probably was creeped out and called the police. "Damn you Li!" thought
Jax. Seeing the grim face of Jax, Syaoran knew he had hit bull's eye. He
slowly smiled. Syaoran turned toward the girl staring mindlessly at the
"Miss ---" Before Syaoran could finish, Takashi pushed through and tapped
the girl in the pink sweater. Sakura swung around and saw Takashi. She
"Takashi! Wow! I totally forgot that you work here!"
"Hehe.well anyway, what brings you here to my humble workplace?" Takashi
gave a gentle smile.
"Oh, I was here to pick up an application for the internship. But got stuck
staring at this wall here. And I saw Chiharu's picture on the wall. That's
so sweet of you!"
"Aww.that was nothing." Takashi blushed lightly.
Syaoran stared blankly at the two of them. "She must be Takashi's
girlfriend's friend." Syaoran thought. Breaking Syaoran's thoughts,
Sakura's phone rang. Sakura reached into her pocket and pulled out a small
white cell phone with a crystal cherry blossom dangling from it. With her
slender fingers, she flicked open her cell phone.
"Moshi moshi. Sakura speaking. Chiharu-chan! My gosh! I'm at the police
station right now. . Huh? NO! I didn't do anything wrong!" Sakura wrinkled
her pretty little nose.
Syaoran gave a small grin before switching back to his blank expression.
"Umm.Uh-huh.yeah.uh-huh.oh.ok. Wait up a sec."
Sakura turned to Takashi and handed him the phone.
"She wants to talk to you. Make it quick, I need to get going." Sakura
winked at him. Timidly he took the phone from her and placed it to his ear.
As Takashi and Chiharu's conversation deepened, he walked towards the
corner of the room. Sakura could see Takashi's frenzied face. After ten
minutes, he blew kisses into the phone and closed it. Then he walked over
and handed Sakura her phone.
"Isn't she great?" he asked with that dreamy sort of look in his eyes.
Sakura couldn't help but giggle.
"Yeah Takashi.whatever you say. Hehe.anyway, I have to be going. I'll talk
you later. Bye."
Sakura hugged Takashi and kissed him on the cheek and left. When Takashi
turned around, Syaoran was smiling his evil smile and staring at him.
There was silence.
"So is she gonna try out for the internship?" Syaoran asked.
"Uh.yeah. Hey! I thought you didn't care."
"I don't, but gotta hand it to ya. She was pretty."
"Want me to hook you guys up or what? I know there's a Li Syaoran in there
that's dying to go on a date."
"No thanks. You know I don't have the time." Syaoran trailed off. He knew
that was partly true but also a lie.
"Yes.I know I know.the TIME! Will you EVER have the time?"
"Apparently not. You know I have to solve this case. It's important."
Syaoran replied just above a whisper.
"Yeah.alright. Fine! But AFTER you solve this case, I am gonna line you up
with dates. And you BETTER pick one special girl from them. I'm tired you
just sitting there in your office day after day. Syaoran, admit it. You
have GOT TO get a social life."
Takashi patted Syaoran's back in sympathy.
"Deal. You can make me date until my face gets blue until I find that
someone.but AFTER the case is solved."
Takashi and Syaoran smiled and shook hands.
When Sakura got outside, she found Tomoyo standing in front of the stairs
and staring at her car.
"Tomoyo-chan, what are you doing?"
"Well.come here for a minute. Look," Tomoyo pointed towards her car and the
car next to hers. It was the exact same car except it was in black and it
was crushed in the front.
"Wow.what a coincidence.well anyway, Tomoyo-chan, I think we should get
"Yeah, you're right. When we get home, I can help you fill out that form.
"Sounds good to me." Sakura smiled and got into her car. Tomoyo followed
and sat in the passenger's seat. The inside of the car smelled of fresh
cherry blossoms. After watching if a car was coming, Sakura pulled of the
parking area and drove off towards Tomoyo and her house.
Sakura got out of her car and with a click her car was locked. Tomoyo was
already at their apartment door with the keys. When Sakura and Tomoyo got
into Tokyo University, Tomoyo's mom had generously gave them this apartment
to live in while attending school. Originally, The plan was for Sakura and
Tomoyo to live in the large apartment but ended up with 3 other girls:
Chiharu, Naoko, and Rika. I guess you could say it was like some sort of
private boarding house.
When Sakura and Tomoyo got home, Naoko greeted them.
"Konichiiwa Sakura-chan, Tomoyo-chan," greeted Naoko with a smile. Naoko
was on the kitchen table typing up a report.
"Hey Naoko!" chimed Tomoyo and Sakura.
"What's that?" Naoko was pointing towards the packet of paper that Sakura
"Oh! This! This is an application for an internship at the TPD."
"Wow! Sakura-chan taking on the law!" Naoko replied with a huge smile and
"OK, um.I'm gonna go upstairs and finish my report. Can you believe I have
30 pages to fill for Preach's class?" Sakura gave half a smile thinking of
all the sleepless nights she'll have to go through.
"Well good luck Sakura-chan!" Tomoyo sympathized. She was glad she didn't
have Mrs. Preach.
"Thanks Tomoyo-chan. After I get somewhat down, you can come up and help
fill out my form. OK?"
Tomoyo nodded, looking towards the top of the stairs where Sakura stood.
Sakura went into her room, which was between Tomoyo's and Rika's. She
opened the door and stepped in. Nothing had changed. It was still very
pink. When they first moved in, which was about three years ago, Sakura had
let Tomoyo decorate her room. Her room was a soft shade of pink. In the
corner was her bed. It was covered in light pink blanket that had intricate
designs of cherry blossoms, stitched on with perfection. Her pillow was the
same. Next to her bed was a small light pink drawer with a lamp on it. On
the opposing side of the room was her light pink desk complete with a white
laptop, a light stand, and a pink computer chair. For heaven's sake, even
the carpet and the walls were like pink! Anyhow, the wall that was between
her bed and desk, was where there was a huge window with a balcony. Behind
the transparent pink curtains were the white doors what led outside towards
the balcony where she had put out a small table and chair. She found it
comforting to read by lantern light under the stars.
Sakura walked towards her desk and pulled out the chair and sat. She turned
on the computer and her usual pink desktop topped up. Sakura opened her
report file and started to work. After a few grunts and sighs, Sakura had
managed to finish her report. To Sakura, time had seemed to stop. She
wasn't moving forward or backwards. There was a faint knock on the door.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, Tomoyo."
Tomoyo walked in and found an almost dead looking Sakura.
"Sakura-chan, I think you should wash up. Are you done yet with your
"Uhh." Sakura looked at the computer screen. She scanned what she had
written and grinned. "Yup! I'm done. I'll revise and stuff later but I'm
"Good. Why don't you wash up and get ready. We have a guest coming."
"The TPD is sending someone over." Tomoyo trailed off.
"What? What happen? Is something wrong?"
"No.no.it's just that."
Tomoyo came towards Sakura's bed and sat down.
"You can tell me Tomoyo."
"OK. But you've got to keep it a secret though. Alright?"
"Well, for the past few months, my mom's company has been.umm.not so well.
Someone's taking out money from the company's treasury without any
permission. And when I say taking money out, I mean billions and billions.
But that's not the thing. We don't care as much about the money but the
thing that's the not so good part is that the police are relating the
billions of money loss with this black market trade or something. So
whoever's taking the money out, is using it to manufacture illegal items
and selling it on the black market. So the police are trying to interview
everyone close to the treasury and trying to figure out who is doing it,
where the money is going, and what it's being used for. And I guess they
they're interviewing me because I take out money from the treasury also.
Well, of course I have permission. I'm not doing anything wrong with the
money. I'm just using it to fund my fashion shows and things."
True. When Tomoyo had gone to TU, she had finally decided to put out a line
of her own clothing. Her mom had helped her get started but now, she was
well on her own. Her designs were a huge success, and the only time she
ever used her mom's money was when each season, a new fashion show was due.
Tomoyo had always refused her mom's generous offers but always ended up
allowing her mom to participate. I guess Sonomi wanted to be a part of
Tomoyo's life somehow, since Sonomi was always busy at work.
Sakura stared blankly at Tomoyo.
"Tomoyo-chan, are you ok?"
"Yeah." Tomoyo replied weakly. "You don't think they suspect m-me? Do you?
I mean, I'm the company's owner's daughter! Why would I steal anything?!"
Tomoyo outraged at the thought.
Stroking her friend's hair, Sakura gently reasoned.
"Of course they don't suspect you. They probably just want to ask you some
questions about who you think it might be or something like that."
"O-ok.I guess so." Tomoyo gave a small sniffle.
Sakura hugged her friend tightly and continued to reassure. After a few
minutes or so, Tomoyo spoke again.
"Sakura-chan, Thank you for being here."
"Hey, what are best friends for?" Sakura gave a toothy smile. "You know
what Tomoyo? I know you are very worried. So, I'll try my hardest to get
the internship. So when I do, maybe I can dig around and tell you anything
that the police aren't telling you."
"Isn't that like illegal?"
"Well.technically yes but I will be working there and plus, this is for my
best friend in the world."
Both Tomoyo and Sakura got up and headed towards the main bathroom, which
was upstairs. The entire building had a total of 3 bathrooms. The main one
upstairs, and two down stairs, one next to the entrance and one in the
hallway that led to the living room.
When they entered the large white bathroom, the large windows greeted them.
The bathroom was a larger circular room. On one side of the circle was a
long marble counter that had three different sinks. On each end of the
counter, there were two tall glass shelves holding brushes, make up, blow
dryers of all sorts (Tomoyo's personal collection), pins, etc. The light
streaming from the large window glinted off the silver facets. A light blue
tinted material with tiny stars stitched on to it with precision curtained
the large window. Across the white tiled floor, which in the center was a
large round azure fuzzy rug, were the showers. There were three separate
shows with tinted glass windows. And from across the window was a silver
towel rack with five white fluffy towels. Each was hung neatly on the rack
with the towel owner's name stitched onto the edge of the towels in light
blue. The empty parts of the walls were covered with soft watercolor
paintings of flowers of all types. And finally, on one angle of the wall
were two doors with paintings of large blue roses. Behind the doors with
blue roses was where you took care of your business. (Lets stop there. No
need to go on further)
Taking in the sunlight, Sakura walked over to the counter and turned on the
faucet. The cool water ran between her fingers and splashed some on her
face. Tomoyo sat on the counter and looked through a magazine rack. Finding
the one she was looking for, she flipped to a certain page and held it our
"What is it Tomoyo-chan?"
"Look! My new line of jeans have made top five!"
Sakura looked over while drying her face with her towel. There was a
picture of a beautiful girl in a pair of jeans that was made by Tomoyo. The
design had come in second place. Considering that Tomoyo was still a
student, this was quite impressive.
"Wow! That's great! That's so pretty Tomoyo-chan!"
Tomoyo hugged the magazine and stared at the ceiling dreamily.
After an hour, Sakura and Tomoyo were downstairs. Sakura was watching TV
and Tomoyo was busy on the kitchen table trying to come up with new designs
for the next fashion show. Tomoyo was in a knee length white skirt and a
light purple blouse. She walked around and around the table with her hands
behind her back. Even when the TV was on, Sakura could hear Tomoyo's
slippers skid across the wooden floor. As for Sakura, she was mindlessly
flicking through the channels at an incredible pace. Her hair was messily
put up with two red chopsticks, and she was wearing a pair of red baggy
capris and a red tank top. When she passed the news channel, she quickly
flipped back. The reporter woman was speaking in that same monotone voice:
"Today on freeway route 8, there had been a deadly car chase, involving
half the TPD and a drug dealer from Kyoto. As you see here on the screen,
the criminal was almost free until this black Lexus came out of no where
rammed into the black Benz."
Sakura thought for a minute and remembered that the car in front of the
station had a large dent in the front.
"The hero behind the black Lexus was none other than the TPD's Detective
A picture of Syaoran flashed onto the screen. Sakura saw a lightly tanned
man with tousled brown hair and piercing amber eyes. She figured he wasn't
much of a picture person but she had to admit he was handsome.
"Now onto our main story. What is happening at Daidouji Sonomoi's wealthy
toy company? Here's what they representatives and Mrs. Daidouji had to say
about the issues at hand.
"Tomoyo-chan, come here! Your mom's company's on the news!"
Tomoyo rushed over and sat down on the couch next to Sakura.
"As owner of Daidouji Toy Inc. I'd like to say that we and the TPD are in
full investigation. And when we find out who this criminal, that has been
causing this hateful act, they will be severely punished for stealing, and
trading illegal items without the government's permission. Are there any
A reported stood up and asked with a loud voice, "How could you let
something like this happen in your company. DTI is currently manufacturing
billions of toys to kids all over the world. What if something is wrong
with the toys? Isn't this putting the children of the world in danger?" The
"Well, I understand your concerns. But we have already checked our toys. As
a toy company isn't it obvious that we check the toys first? I mean we are
shipping these toys to children everywhere and children are our number one
priority. I'm proud to say even through these chaotic times we have come
through with another system for checking before each shipment."
Sonomi gave a piercing look at the reporter. The reporter shrank back down
while everyone in the room cheered and clapped. The screen switched back to
the woman with a monotone.
"There you have it folks. DTI is trying there best to keep the quality and
safety of your children. Thanks for watching channel 4, News at 7."
Sakura glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already 8pm. Sakura turned
and saw Tomoyo getting up. Before Sakura could say anything, there was a
knock on the door. Sakura got up and walked past Tomoyo towards the door.
When she opened it, she saw a tall man in a pair of ripped jeans, a white
shirt, and a sports jacket.
"Uh.Hi. I'm Detective Li, and I'm here for an interview with Miss
Sakura stared at him.
"You're the guy that ran his car into that drug dealer's car, aren't you?"
Just then, Sakura smiled and slapped her own forehead.
"Look at me! I'm so stupid. Where are my manners? Hehe.sorry. I'm Tomoyo's
friend. Come in.come in."
Syaoran stepped in and absorbed his surroundings. It was very neat and
tidy.unlike his apartment which probably collecting more dust as we speak.
He took off his shoes and slipped into the extra slippers that were out on
the corner for guests. He followed the girl into the kitchen dining room.
As he followed her, he remembered that this was the girl at the police
station. Yes, the honey hair and green eyes, it was definitely her. Coming
out of his thoughts, Syaoran saw that a girl with long violet hair and eyes
was sitting at the table in the room. When Syaoran settled into a chair,
Sakura was gone.
"Ok. Thank you Miss Daidouji for your time. I just need to ask some
"Call me Tomoyo. I'm sure you're not that much older than we are. If you
don't mind me asking, how old are you, Detective Li?"
"Oh, I'm 25, and you may call me Syaoran, Tomoyo."
"Ok. So ask away. I'm sorry but I have be going out soon so." Tomoyo knew
that was lie. Even though the detective in front of her wasn't the one man
that made her childhood life miserable, she still felt angered and
uncomfortable around any officer from the TPD.
"Don't' worry, this will be quick. OK, so, can you please tell me all the
employees or friends that you think are closely related to your mother?"
"Umm.there's Mr. Shigo, vice president of my mom's company, Mr. Shing, our
treasurer, Mrs. Frits, the international shipping manager, and Mr. Yogo, my
mom's trusted friend. I know they're close because I see them a lot at
"Thank you." Syaoran was writing everything down in his palm pilot. (I
wanted to get a bit more expensive and high-tech.haha.)
Tomoyo sat silently while Syaoran was writing. Breaking the long silence,
Sakura came in with a tray. Placing a cup in front of Syaoran and Tomoyo,
Sakura coughed to let them know she was there. Sakura smiled and sat down
next to Tomoyo. She looked across the table to Syaoran. Tomoyo looked up
and thanked Sakura.
"Thank you Sakura-chan."
Syaoran quickly looked up.
"Uh.thanks." After a moment, Syaoran started again. "Um.ok. Who do YOU
think is responsible?"
Tomoyo was taken a back by his question.
"Umm.well.you see.I don't - - " Tomoyo was cut off.
"I understand you hesitate because you don't want to rat on anyone or
something but isn't saving your mother's company important to you?"
"What do you mean save? Isn't her company losing only a bit of money?"
"You mean your mother didn't tell you?"
Syaoran heaved a sigh.
"If I don't solve this case within the next 2 and a half months, the
government is going to shut down your mom's company and the smaller ones
around the world. If this were some money-stealing scam, the government
wouldn't care as much, but the fact that the money is being used for
manufacturing illegal items, that is a definite playground for the
government. And do you know what the money's being used for?"
Syaoran gave a hard gaze. Tomoyo was lost in all the information that her
mom had failed to mention. With a weak voice, Tomoyo replied.
"Whoever's doing it is using your mom's money to make nuclear type weapons
to pass around on the black market. And that is NOT very safe."
Tomoyo and Sakura were speechless. Seeing their stunned looks, Syaoran got
"Where are you going?" Sakura asked abruptly.
"Oh, thanks for the tea. I need to get going. Thanks a lot for your time."
Sakura walked him to the door and said good bye. She saw him get onto a
motorcycle and speed off.
"God he's cute." Sakura mumbled to herself.
When Sakura came back to the kitchen, Tomoyo was still there sitting
silently with a look of shock all over her face.
"Are you OK Tomoyo-chan?"
"Yeah." Tomoyo replied just above a whisper.
Sakura hugged her friend tightly.
"Oh Sakura-chan! It's worst than I thought. How could mother leave all the
important parts out?"
"You silly! She knew you'd go hysterical. But now you know.so be strong
Tomoyo-chan. I know you can through this. I'm here for you. And so is Rika,
Chiharu, Naoko and everyone."
"You know what? I have a great idea. I know it's already 9:45 but lets go
out and get ice creams or something to cheer you mood up!"
Tomoyo gave a weak smile and nodded.
Both girls put on their jackets and stepped outside to lock their door.
"Oh yeah, that reminds me. Where's Naoko and everyone, Tomoyo-chan?"
"Oh, Naoko went to the library, Rika's out with Terada-sensei (I
know.gross.), and as you already know, Chiharu's at a volunteer project in
"OK! Let's go!"
They both got into Sakura's white jeep and sped off towards the nearest ice
cream shop. On the way, Sakura turned on the radio and was displeased by
the topic of the conversation.
"Tonight on Tokyo Pop 201.5, 'What's Going to Happen to DTI?' ."
Sakura quickly changed the channel.
"Hello folks, welcome back to Pop Central 312.9, today's hot topic on 'DTI
in Crisis' ."
Sakura turned the channel again. Every time she switched, it was the same.
DTI this, DTI that. Sakura was feeling nervous on how Tomoyo would act. To
Sakura's surprise, Tomoyo turned and smiled at Sakura.
"I appreciate what you're trying to do but it's all right Sakura. I need to
accept this and try my hardest to help my mom. You know, this trip to the
ice cream shop was a great idea. All the way from home, I was thinking
about what happened today. You're right, I have you and everyone to support
me. And with that I'm going to support my mom. Thanks Sakura."
Sakura couldn't help but smile at her wonderful friend.
Sakura awoke early next morning. When Tomoyo had gone to sleep after
returning from the ice cream shop the previous night, Sakura had filled out
her police internship form. She knew that she'd be busy all week with exams
and projects at the hospital. So Sakura was hoping the people at the police
station would let her be interviewed early just in case she couldn't make
it on Friday. Also she knew that the files on her desk had to be delivered
to one of the doctors at the hospital early this morning.
Sakura slowly crept next door to Tomoyo's room and gently opened the door.
Tomoyo was still sound asleep. Closing the door, Sakura tiptoed downstairs
and walked out the door. She was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans
(narrowed flares) with a silver studded white belt, a tight white shirt
with pink graffiti letters across the chest spelling CHICK, a loose braid
under a dark jeans train conductor's hat, and a pair of white high-heeled
sandals. To finish the outfit, she was carrying a jeans handbag. (I love
fashion.hehe.) Sakura walked out to her car and unlocked it. She opened the
driver's side and swung her leg in. she turned on the engine and she was
In front of the police department, Sakura slowed down and parked in the
next available space, which was by a police car. (duh!) Sakura got out and
headed towards the entrance. From a couple of yards away, Syaoran had just
parked his motorcycle (the car is in the body shop) and was going the same
way as Sakura.
When Sakura entered the building, all the heads turned her way, especially
the guys. Sakura tried to ignore all the eyes on her and walked towards the
lady she had talked to the previous day.
"Umm.hi. I was wondering if I could get my interview today."
"Oh, what the rush sweetie?" The woman asked in a gentle tone.
"Oh, well you see, I'm really busy this week and I was worried that I might
not be able to come in on Friday."
"Alright. Right this way sweetums." The lady got up and motioned Sakura to
Sakura followed silently through halls and offices. From occasion to
occasion, there were whistling noises made by the ruder half of the police
station whenever she walked by.
"Ignore them dear. They're bunch of lunatics."
Sakura couldn't help but giggle.
When Syaoran entered, everyone greeted him.
"Hey!" greeted one officer.
"You just missed her." said another.
Syaoran was wondering what the others meant by 'you just missed her.'. When
Syaoran walked down the same hallway that Sakura had gone through, he could
smell a light scent of honey and cherry blossoms.
Sakura stopped when the nice lady told her to go in. She opened the door
and slowly entered. Inside were two chairs and a small round table. The
lights were turned on brightly. Sakura sat in one of the chairs and waited.
Outside, in the middle of the hallway, the same lady was talking to an
elderly man in trench coat.
"Chief, there's a young lady waiting inside for her interview. She was
wondering if she could get hers early since she'll be busy for the rest of
"Alright Martha. Thank you for the notice."
The man walked into the room and observed who was in the room.
Sakura stood up and bowed.
"Ohayo. My name is Kinomoto Sakura."
Sakura handed him her application. The man smiled and gently took it in his
"Arigato Kinomoto-san. Please have a seat and call me Chief Daidouji"
Sakura was stunned. "Tomoyo's dad.?" She thought nervously. Sakura sat down
quietly trying to avoid the chief's eye. "So.he's the one who left Tomoyo
when she was only a child.?" An unknown spark of anger flickered in her
All those nights that Tomoyo fell asleep crying was because of this one
man. Sakura knew this for a fact because when she was younger, Tomoyo and
Sakura always had sleepovers and she knew that Tomoyo often cried herself
to sleep. And whenever the topic of Father's Day or any occasion that
involved your father, she was always silent and stiff. Only if this man who
called himself father was there for Tomoyo.
"Is something wrong Kinomoto-san?"
Snapping out of her thoughts, Sakura looked up. She tried to hide her anger
for she knew this was an interview and she had to act professional.
"Umm.nothing's the matter." Sakura plastered on a fake smile.
"Ok.let's see here." Mr. Daidouji flipped through her application and
occasionally made 'ooh' and 'ah' sounds. "Everything seems to be in order.
Very impressive resume Miss Kinomoto."
Sakura gave a small smile.
"So.tell me a about yourself.what school you are currently attending.extra
"Well, I'm 21, I'm in my last year at TU, I work at a coffee shop down the
I'm also an intern at the Tokyo Medical Hospital, and I'm hoping to become
a doctor when I graduate."
Mr. Daidouji only smiled. "Do you do any other activities?"
"Umm. I took martial art lessons through out high school but quick when my
schedule got crazy when I entered Tu. Umm. I have some experience in
archaeology since my father is an archaeologist. I've modeled for a couple
of times for my friend, she owns a clothing line." Sakura stopped and hoped
that he didn't hear the last part.
Mr. Daidouji only nodded and looked down at her application.
"Very impressive indeed." He stroked her chin. "For the finale, why do you
want this internship?"
"Well, even though I already am an intern at the hospital, I think that the
more experience I get in different fields of work it'll be good for me. I
know I won't be an actual police officer or anything but at least I'll get
familiar with what goes on around here. And I know if I do get the job this
will be a valuable experience." Sakura stopped and took a deep breath.
"I see. I'm very pleased you applied. If you do get the job we'll give you
a call on Friday."
Sakura and Mr. Daidouji stood up and shook hands, both smiling. Before
Sakura went out the door, Mr. Daidouji stopped her.
"Miss Kinomoto, I'm sure you have a very good chance on getting in.and tell
Tomoyo I said hello."
Mr. Daidouji quickly walked past Sakura and disappeared into one of the
rooms in the hallway. Sakura stood there for a moment and stared blankly
after the disappeared figure. "So he knew." thought Sakura. Sakura made her
way out of the room and tried to find her way out. The hallways had many
forks and turns. When he finally thought she had made it, she opened the
door and was surprised to find a tall figure with tousled auburn hair lying
on a couch in the corner of the room. He had his hands behind his head and
had his eyes closed. She observed the figure. He was wearing a navy blue T-
shirt with a yellow strip going across his chest, a pair of faded ripped
jeans, and a pair of new white Nike sneakers. He had his feet propped up on
the arm of the chair. She stood there for a moment and got up the courage
to cough to let him know she was there. His eyes flew open and fell off the
couch. Sakura quickly threw her bag on the floor and dropped to her knees
and tried to help him up.
"Oh God.I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to wake you on purpose but I was
Syaoran's embarrassed voice came.
"It's alright.no problem."
He looked up and met her emerald eyes. It was full of worry. Syaoran got up
and adjusted his clothes, brushing some dust off. Sakura got up also and
brushed her pants.
"I'm really sorry."
Sakura took a step backwards noticing that she was way too close to him and
accidentally slipped on her bag and went crashing to the floor. But right
before she hit the floor, Syaoran caught her. "He's so warm." she thought.
She was clinging to him for dear life when Syaoran's voice broke in.
"Umm.you can let go now."
Realizing that she still had her arms around his neck, she blushed
furiously and let go.
"I-I'm really s-sorry.I'm such a klutz sometimes." (at this moment I know
you people want him to tell her it's ok and kiss her.haha.not gonna happen
"It's alright.at least you didn't fall off a couch or anything."
Sakura giggled childishly. There was silence. Syaoran was the first to
"So how'd you get lost?"
"Oh, I was in this room where I got my interview for the internship and
couldn't find my way back to the main entrance."
"I see.so do you want me to take you out to the main building?"
"You can take me out anytime."
"I mean yeah.hehe." Sakura looked as if she'd die right then and there.
"Ok.come one lets go."
Sakura picked up her bag from the floor and was ready to go out when she
turned to Syaoran and looked at him.
"Weren't you the one who came over last night?"
Trying to recall the memory he looked blank.
"Oh yeah! That's right. I was there talking to Miss Daidouji."
Sakura stuck her hand out and replied in a warm voice.
Taking her hand he smiled.
They both smiled and walked out. Syaoran led Sakura through the turning and
twisting hallways before they were in the main building where Sakura had
originally entered. When she came into the familiar counter she saw a tall
man with spiked dark hair. "Takashi." she thought. Sakura couldn't help but
Takashi noticed and walked over.
"Hey Sakura. I'm seeing you two days in a row." Takashi chuckled.
"So what brings you here.for the second time?"
"I had my interview today."
"Oh. good luck with that, Sakura.I'm sure you'll make it. From what I heard
from Chiharu, you're quite the over achiever."
Sakura blushed. Breaking in, Syaoran pretended to be offended.
"Takashi! Is that a way to ignore your friend?"
Takashi turned and realized for the first time that Syaoran was standing
right next to Sakura. Takashi smiled.
"I see you've met Sakura." An evil sort smirk crossed his face.
Sakura was confused.
"Ok. " Just then Sakura's phone rang. She flipped out her phone.
"Moshi moshi, Sakura speaking. . . Oh! Dr. Ming, I'm really sorry. I have
the files with me, I'm on my way. Ok.bye bye."
Sakura closed her phone and looked at both the guys.
"I'm sorry but I've got to get going. I'll see you both soon I hope."
Sakura hugged Takashi and shook hands with Syaoran. (Drats! Poor Syaoran.)
Sakura ran out the door and was gone. Takashi had a smug look on his face.
Syaoran just stared off towards the door.
The rest of the week passed in a blur. Sakura was busy as ever, running
around from hospital to hospital delivering important transcripts, files, x-
rays, etc. Also, not to mention school, school was getting harder by the
day. Tomoyo was fine but Sakura knew that Tomoyo was trying to push away
her feelings by drowning herself in schoolwork and work for her fashion
It was Friday and she was relieved that her stressful week was over. Sakura
had turned in her report to Mrs. Preach, finished all her homework,
projects, reports, etc. Also, she knew from now on, the job at the hospital
would be lighter since a new group of interns were being introduced. And to
lighten her mood, Sakura and Tomoyo had two weeks of school free time. The
two weeks were supposed to be exam weeks but Tomoyo and Sakura had
convinced their dean that they were incredibly busy for those certain two
weeks, and were able take their exams in advance. It did help that Sakura
and Tomoyo were one of his favorite students. They always volunteered to
help out the school, raised loads of money, they were in top of their
classes, and they were extremely nice to the dean. (What a bunch of
overachieving nerds.haha.) "What a relief." she thought. Just then her
"Moshi moshi.Sakura speaking."
"Hi, this if Chief Daidouji. I just called to say that you've got the job
"Really!?! Oh my God, thank you so much Mr. Daidouji. I promise I won't let
With an ecstatic look on her face she said good bye and hung up. She
quickly called Tomoyo, who was at her private fashion studio making last
touches to her designs. Tomoyo picked up.
"Tomoyo-chan, guess what?!!?"
"What is it Sakura-chan?"
"I GOT THE INTERNSHIP!!!"
"Really? Wow! That's great Sakura-chan. Wait.this calls for. A WHOLE NEW
WORDROBE! Why don't you come over right now and we'll pick you all your new
clothes? I have made some fabulous new designs for you to try on."
"Ok!" Sakura quickly hung up and jumped up to her feet and out the door
with her keys and bag. She jumped into her car and was off towards Tomoyo's
dress shop. Tomorrow would be her first day as an intern at the police
station. Sakura couldn't help smiling as she drove through the streets. She
felt like that the next two weeks would be just.perfect.
SourPop1004: Hi there! I hope you enjoyed my story so far. Well, chapter 2
will be up when I think I've gotten enough feedback from the
readers.(reviews. ::hint hint::) Anywayz, next chapter will be the one
where Sakura gets involved with the case. This chapter was mellow and light
cuz I had to introduce you guys to what's happening. I promise the later
chapters will have more action, adventure, romance, spy games, jealous
rivals, and so on. So please stay tuned for chapter 2 of The Intern. PLEASE
REVIEW! And don't worry, I won't abandon this story. I'm quite fond of it.
So see ya next chapter!