A/N: Well here's my first shot at a story with the whole "New Fresh Start" perspective, so hopefully it does good! I'll just cross my fingers… lol so anways, I thought of this idea almost instantly so hopefully that's a good sign that means the story will work out. Please review when you're done reading this chapter, so that I know what you thought! It only takes a few seconds, so don't forget!

Disclaimer: As much as I wish I did, I do NOT own Card Captor Sakura. CLAMP owns it, along with I'm sure some other people and some other company… but for sure CLAMP.

Full Summary: Sakura Kinomoto… top spy for the KSA… number one martial artist in Japan… the name alone sends shivers down even the toughest of people's spines… she looks like an ordinary 17 year old, but she is anything BUT ordinary. When she was 6 years old, her mother had "mysteriously" disappeared. There was no trace of her ever found, and she was considered dead. But Sakura had to know what happened… at any cost. While trying to discover what really happened to her mother, she stumbled upon a secret agency that she had not known existed… the KSA, short for Kinomoto Secret Agency. As in, her PARENTS secret agency… or at least her father… this alone was her link to finding the truth of her mother's disappearance. Trained by herself for 12 years in martial arts, Sakura joined the agency, against her father's wishes. But instead of just being promoted to the top rank, because she was a Kinomoto, she worked from the lowest rank up to the rank she was now… undercover. Everything seemed to be going smoothly. She made sure that no criminals got away with their serious crimes, and on the side looked for any hint to the reason of her mother's disappearance. Overall, things were going great. That is, until a new arrival…

Secrets can be Deadly

Chapter One: Life as a teenage undercover spy

SAKURA'S POV

I never used to be a spy. In fact, I never used to know my father was a spy, or that he was even around spies… I used to be a normal, average kid… it was the life I had grown up in, grown accustomed to… it was the life that was me… this whole spy thing pretty much started when I was six years old. My mother, the best mother in the whole world, was everything to me. She was a part of me that I knew if I lost I would never live life as life was meant to be lived. But one day, she just disappeared… I didn't know what happened to her… was she dead? Was she killed? Did she commit suicide? Was she in an accident? Or was she running away… away from the life she had been thrown into… the life of risking everything, absolutely EVERYTHING to save maybe just one person's life? That's what I wanted to know. Of course at the time, my father tried everything he could to find her. He had search parties, fliers, police, jets, people all over the world looking for her… until finally, he just came to the conclusion that she must be dead… and he gave up. He gave up on her when he swore that he would always be there with her, through the good and bad times… and now that the bad times had come, he abandoned her, as if she meant nothing. Although at the time I didn't know it, he spent almost every day of his life risking everything to save just one person… but when that one person was my mother, his wife, his true love… he gave up.

He gave up, but I didn't… I never gave up hope that she was still alive somewhere, just waiting to be found. Just waiting for someone to rescue her. So I began to train myself in martial arts… I watched a lot of movies when I was just a little kid and so I had learned a few moves, and I tried them out… I watched competitions, everything… I took notes of what other people did, and perfected their moves to match me, my energy, my personality, my fighting capability… and I turned out great.

After I thought I was doing pretty well with the martial arts, I even went in a few competitions, to sort of test my skills… my self taught skills. And lucky me, I won! Life was going great. Winning fighting competitions, training myself to be a better fighter than some of the greatest warriors, and on the side, I began searching for my mother. Of course, my father couldn't know that I was searching for her. If he did, I wouldn't be ALIVE… every time I would ask him about her, he always either got angry or quickly changed the subject… either way I never got a straight answer out of him. And if I mentioned my mother's FAMILY, he got REALLY mad… madder than I ever saw him. I had once asked Touya why dad always got mad at any mention of mom's family, and he said that Dad and mom's family got in a BIG fight… totally huge! And it was over my mom's disappearance. So I was just looking for any sign of what happened to her on the side of all my school work, on the side of my competitions… and while I was on my search, I came across KSA… or Kinomoto Secret Agency. That's right, Kinomoto… as in, my last name… as in my PARENT'S secret Agency!

So there was just spies that worked there, and my dad was the president of KSA… so I explored all around and bumped into someone… any guesses who? That's right, my FATHER… he FREAKED when he found out I knew about him really being a spy, and when he heard I wanted to join, be a part of the family business just like him and Touya and our mom, he was even more livid… it was scary. But after a LOT of talking, I convinced him to let me join… ok, Touya convinced him to let me join, but I had to bribe Touya to help me in the first place… so in a way, I still convinced him. Anyways, my dad wanted me to go from not being a spy to being at the top! And I knew he was only doing that because he didn't think I would make it to the top on my own… I was his 'little girl' and he didn't want to hurt my feelings… but I refused to be treated differently from everyone else… I wasn't different, and just because I was the daughter of the president of KSA, didn't mean I was going to be treated better then everyone else. And I wasn't. I started off from the bottom at just learning about the spy techniques, learning some moves… and surprise surprise, I was the top student in my 'class' at KSA. So, I moved up over the years, and now I am in the Undercover Spy level… of course, I still have to go to school to get an 'education' although I'd rather just drop school and work at KSA the rest of my life… but I need something to do, since my whole life now IS undercover… I have to pretend to be a normal student when really I'm not, when really I'm a spy that goes all over the world… that does whatever I want… I'm free… okay, maybe not so free… but more free than any other 17 year old my age! And that is where my story begins… the end of a VERY boring school day, the true beginning to my search for my mother………………………………………………………………………………

NORMAL POV

Sakura Kinomoto looked at the clock for the tenth time in the past minute… she stared hard at it, as though that would make time go by faster. Of course, it didn't, and she still had ten minutes until school was over… ten minutes until she could get down to business. What was the teacher even talking about? WHY was she still talking? Its not like anyone was listening, not that they ever really did. The only teacher Sakura listened to was her new Martial Arts trainer, who was like her personal teacher in learning more advanced Martial Arts, and how to fully master the martial arts that she already knew.

Five minutes. The teacher had just called on a girl that had not been paying attention, and the girl, embarrassed, admitted she had not heard the question, nor did she hear what the teacher had said that could have been the answer to the question. Sakura snorted as she watched the teacher snap at the girl. 3 minutes. The girl was now crouching down as far as she could go in her seat, as if it would make her somehow invisible. Suddenly Sakura felt sorry for the girl who the teacher was yelling at, and, looking around, she was the only one that had even noticed the teacher snapping at the girl. Either that or she was the only one who felt even the slightest amount of pity.

"Oh for gods sake, leave her alone and shut up! You know you really talk to much, even for a teacher… why don't you just go back to your desk over there, sit down in your little chair, cry about how you failed as a teacher then get angry at yourself for even choosing that career, and don't bother going to the teachers lounge to complain about how you have the worst students in your class because there isn't even a teacher that wants to hear what you have to say. You want people to listen, book yourself another appointment with your psychiatrist." Sakura replied. The teacher appeared shocked, and was just about to say something when the bell rang. Sending a silent prayer of thanks, Sakura gathered her books and went to her locker. She knew she'd get in trouble later on for her 'tongue', but right now she didn't care. It was Friday, finally the end of the boring school week… and the start of her spring break. While most of the teenagers would be going to cool vacation places, or even just visiting relatives, Sakura would be at KSA, working on the latest assignment that her father had for her. It would be another exciting vacation, one that could take her ANYWHERE at all… Hawaii, Canada, China… Africa… Egypt even.

It never failed to amaze her at how stupid the teachers could be… the teacher she had just had that was yelling at that girl was so stupid that she wouldn't have a comeback to what Sakura had said until after Spring break, and it wouldn't even be a good comeback and everyone would have already forgotten Sakura's outburst. Sure, the teacher would give her detention, maybe a note for her father, and maybe a little bit of extra homework. No big deal. Sakura sighed as she slammed her locker shut. The hallways were filled with laughing teenagers… talking about how they were going to this place or that one, how they were going to have so much fun… true, Sakura had fun doing her many assignments, but… it meant she didn't really have any friends. Everybody wanted to be her friend, but… she had to put her foot down, and not get too close to anyone. Her friends she had from when she was just a little kid were still there for her, but it wasn't the same… she didn't go anywhere with them after school… the only time she spent with them was to classes and back, a little bit between classes, and lunch. Other than that, she was a loner. She found it better that way. If she didn't attach herself to anyone, if she wasn't really close to anyone, then they would stay safe. And that's all that mattered to Sakura. Her father, well… she cared about him and all, but he could handle himself. He knew how to act in hostage situations, and so did her brother. They were really the only people she cared for. Sure, she cared about Tomoyo and Eriol, but they were older than her, and almost always busy… Tomoyo was busy designing clothes and suits and such… Eriol was always busy inventing and creating weapons and special devices that helped the spies in their missions. That was somehow different… what Sakura needed and wanted was someone her own age to be her friend, but someone who was a spy like Sakura… but what were the odds of that?

She had finally arrived at the entrance to KSA, and went inside. All of her teachers were told that her father was the president and owner of a very important business, and they were given a separate number that was supposed to be her fathers business contact number… but of course the school couldn't know that her father's business was really a Secret Agency… so they had a secretary hired, and she made all the school arrangements… if Sakura had to miss a few school days, then the secretary would call… when the phone rang, it was usually something about Sakura… her father was very secretive about, well, everything. But then maybe that's why Sakura had never known her father worked with spies… all those years, while she trained herself in martial arts, she thought her father was as boring and ordinary as the next guy. But, he was actually quite the opposite.

"Good Afternoon, Sakura. How was school?" Tomoyo greeted Sakura at the top of the second floor. Sakura groaned as she walked towards her office.

"Hmm… oh, it was ok…" Sakura replied. Tomoyo raised her eyebrows and shook her head.

"Really… and how was it ok?" Tomoyo asked. Sakura smiled and didn't answer. Tomoyo knew of her problems with the whole "my life is nothing but secrets and lies" ordeal Sakura went through. Even Eriol knew about it… but it was so different telling them then it would be to tell someone who could actually relate. For a few moments they walked in silence, until Eriol came up to them.

"Sakura, your father wants to talk to you," he replied. Sakura suddenly snapped back to reality. She turned to Eriol, and whispered, "Why?" Eriol smiled, and Sakura knew she would have to beat it out of him. She glared at him, and took one step toward her. Eriol gulped, remembering what happened to the LAST guy that joked around and kept the reason Sakura's father wanted to see her secret… lets just say they were nice enough to pay the hospital bills.

"Something about a new mission… oh and there's a surprise for you too… but I swear I don't know it!" Eriol added when he saw the look that Sakura threw at him. Nodding, Sakura ran back to the elevator and pushed the button for the fifth floor until the doors closed. She looked at the numbers at the top of the elevator evilly, thinking about how much faster it would have been to just run up the stairs. She had just barely reached the third floor when the elevator stopped. For a second, Sakura panicked thinking it might be stuck. But the doors opened, and a guy about Sakura's age stepped in. He had chestnut coloured hair, and deep amber eyes that seemed to pierce into your soul. They looked very observant, but maybe that was just Sakura's imagination… it had been a very long day at school, so it was possible that she was just a little bit tired. She waited for the guy to press the button for his floor, but he didn't.

Maybe he's never been on an elevator before… its not entirely impossible, I suppose… but still… he doesn't look as though he's from a country that doesn't have elevators… STUPID… he wouldn't LOOK like he was from a country that didn't have elevators… oh shut up, who asked you anyways? Oh god… I'm talking to myself, in my head… stupid little voices, nothing but trouble and…

Sakura was torn from her thoughts when she heard the elevator make a ringing sound and felt it come to a stop. They were obviously at the fifth floor. Sakura quickly ran out the elevator, leaving the chestnut haired guy behind. Where he was going, right now, didn't matter at all to Sakura. All she cared about was that she got to her fathers office as soon as she could. What was her new assignment going to be? Where would it be? And what about the surprise that Eriol said that her father had for her? It was all beginning to bug her. Finally, she reached her father's office. It seemed like it had taken forever to get there, but she was finally there.

"Ah, Sakura… finally you've arrived. What, did you get lost?" Fujitaka laughed at his own little lame joke. Sakura just rolled her eyes and groaned. Her father chuckled to himself, and grabbed a file out of his desk. Sakura sat down in one of the chairs, and waited for her father to give her the 411.

"Well, how was school today?" Fujitaka laughed when Sakura threw him one of her death glares.

"Huh… School was fine, I have no homework, I finished all my due projects, I remembered to bring my books home so I can study every now and then so I don't forget what I learned and so I can do review work, and I didn't get into any fights… that's the answer to all the questions you ask me everyday after school, now quit stalling and tell me what my assignment is and what that surprise was, PLEASE!" Sakura begged. Fujitaka laughed at her impatience. Ever since she was just a little girl, she had always been impatient… and she normally had to always have her way. She could be controlling sometime, but… that was what some people needed.

"Ok, ok… no need to get violent. Do you remember, a few years ago I do believe, watching the news and hearing about all those kids, teenagers approximately your age, disappearing? Gone… without a trace? No note, no body… just disappeared kids that were never heard from again? At the time, it just seemed like those kids wanted to run away, be left alone… but as time went on, there were soon many questions from the public… and many people demanded that they had something, ANYTHING to know what happened to those teens… so of course there was a bit more investigation, and it turned out all of those kids had a scholarship to go to the same school in Florida… and those teenagers, and there were about 11 or 12 of them, had one other thing that we know so far in common… they all, strangely enough, lived in the same town. Now there was never any ransom note, no asking the families for money, no anything. It was as if the teens had never existed… the memory was still there, but it was like they were deleted from the scene… or invisible, whichever makes more sense." Fujitaka shuffled some papers, and Sakura looked at him strangely.

"I don't get it… so they disappeared, big deal! That was years ago, it's all in the past, what does that have to do with my new mission?" Sakura asked. Although she found the mystery of the teenager's disappearance fascinating, she had no idea whatsoever what it had to do with her mission. So they disappeared… nobody really investigated that anymore, they were presumed dead and that was that. Was she supposed to investigate it, find out what really happened?

"Well, I wasn't quite finished… I just thought I would give your mind time to register all this information, to work on it… well, so they disappeared. Sure, that was a long time ago like you said, and normally this would be for the police or maybe the CIA or FBI… but this is different. That school they all won a scholarship to, the one that was in Florida? Well, its part of your assignment. SDAF, or Self Defense Academy of Florida, has recently gained a few missing students… students that also had scholarships to the SDAF, students that had the same last name as the disappearing victims from four years ago… they all disappeared. It is your job to a) protect the students that have yet to 'disappear', and b) find out where these students are disappearing too, why, and who is taking them there… if anyone. All the information that I have not told you is in the file, there is a list of names of the victims from four years ago and the list of names of the present day victims, and then yet another list of names that is the students that should be, if our hunches are correct, next in line to disappear. Mission understood?" Fujitaka asked. Sakura nodded her head, and looked down at the file. They all disappeared… never heard from again… didn't know what happened to them… there was no body found… no ransom note… no anything… just like… like… when mom disappeared. Is there some kind of connection? I wonder… better not mention this to anyone… but I think its time I got in touch with a few of my mom's relatives… the ones that are all mad at dad… if he knew, he'd KILL me so I better do this all on my own.

At that moment, while Sakura was lost in her train of thought, the door to her fathers office opened, which Sakura found very rude because when the door to his office was closed, it was supposed to STAY closed until he opened it himself, IF there was someone else in the room, which right now Sakura was in there. And in walked the guy that had been in the elevator with Sakura. She snorted, and looked away.

"Ah, Li Syaoran… it is a PLEASURE to finally have met you… your mother, Yelan, has told me SO much about you and your reputation is definitely top notch. Have a seat, just there. Mr. Li, this is my daughter Sakura. Sakura, this is Syaoran Li… heir to the Li Clan, Hong Kongs number 1 martial artist… and your partner in this mission."

A/N: I'm just SOOO evil aren't I? So tell me what you think, let me know if you like the story so far, if you think it sucks, whatever and the more reviews I get, the faster I'll update, so keep that in mind! Please R&R and let me know what you think! And I'll update as soon as I can… during March Break, and the week after that since the week after March Break for me is going to SUCK because a friend of mine is in Florida… and of course that's why I made the school located in Florida. Ok he's not just a friend he's also the guy I like a LOT but he's my closest guy friend too so yeah… anyway R&R