It was another normal day for Sakura, a bit busier than usual but otherwise, it's the usual.

She was cramped up in her work room, surrounded by different electronics as she hacks into another company system, stealing multiple, important looking files. 

Everything was going smoothly, but Sakura was tense. Tanaka Tech was, you can guess from the name, an electronic company. They had up to date, professional virus protectors, and professional hackers and technicians watching over everything.

Again, everything was smooth-sailing until an error page suddenly popped up on her coding screen. Then everything went black.

Wide eyed, Sakura quickly starts up her computer, but all her current progress was gone, the screen blinking from blue to red, relaying yet another error message. 

"What the hell...?" she mutters. She tries and tries again to get her work back and this repeats for the next 45 minutes when a knock sounds from her front door.

Walking out and locking her work room door, she opens the front door.

"Ms. Sumiko?"

~*****~

It has been a week since the bidders last talked to Sumiko and they didn't even bother trying, knowing they were going to fail. They were all in the lounge, finding they all had nothing to do.

It was quiet, even Baba and Ota not talking to each other or anyone.

The bidders heard Eisuke sigh another heavy breath and the TV in the lounge switches on. The CEO was flicking through when the news suddenly caught his attention. A reason being someone familiar was on TV.

The bidders all gasp when they see Sakura being led to a police car, handcuffs around her wrist with a bunch of police cars around an apartment building. The reporter was speaking to a young man, a police officer.

"Deputy Jin, how did you manage to capture the infamous Midnight Princess? She's known to be one of the best, undercover hackers in the world!"

"The company of Tanaka Tech has managed to block her hacking skills, and called us. But with more digging and research in her home now, we've also discovered her identity."

"Care to share, Deputy?" 

"Her name was Sakura Sumiko, age 27 apparently. She also belongs to an infamous mobster gang, named the Midnight Wolves and works as a scientist as well."

"Quite the identity, huh? Thank you for your time, Jin." the reporter bows and the man nods before getting into the car Sumiko was in, driving away.

The bidders' jaws drop, eyes wide and Mamoru's cigar falls from his hand, luckily dropping into the ashtray. "What...?"

"Sakura got caught...?" 

But Soryu was the one panicking the most. She's been pursued for more than 10 years now. Not only that, but she was also guilty of some murder cases. But the reporter wasn't done breaking him yet, apparently.

"After speaking to a few more police officers, the locals can now rest in peace as Sumiko was supposedly placed on death row."

~*****~

"Speak, Sumiko! Tell us how we can take down the Wolves!" The man shouted. She has been in here thirty minutes, and she already has 5 cuts on her.

"Keep dreaming, boy. You're not getting anything out of me."

The whip came down on her. 

"AAAGHH!!" 

The moment she was brought into the station, she was immediately taken by men, and she was tortured for information on the Wolves and the bidders. Apparently, they had somehow found out about her time with them.

She knows about the secrets of Tres Spades, but the doesn't know anything more than that. "Look, Sumiko, we can be here all day-" 

Sakura cuts the man off, spitting in the man's face. A nasty growl and face was what she got before the whip hit her again.

"Give us the info on Tres Spades and the Wolves and we'll consider getting you off of death row." But her mind didn't even consider the thought when she tried struggling again, trying to get out of the bounds.

"Wow... You're stubborn. Stupid bitch." the man's fist collide with her face and a few drops of blood come from Sakura's nose, dropping onto her legs as she keeps her head down, breathing heavily. 

"Tch." the man clicks his tongue and nods to the people near him, letting them pull her up. Grabbing Sakura's chin, he tilts her head up with a sneer. "We'll finish this later. We need to get a few more things done."

With that said, the men dragged her away and she found herself thrown into a jail cell of her own. But this one wasn't bars like usual, it was just a metal door, the walls concrete and no solid way out.

~*****~

"We need to speak to her!" Eisuke's fist slams down on the table of the chief as he glares menacingly at the man.

"Mr. Ichinomiya, she just isn't allowed right now she's-" but the man suddenly gets a page and he speaks for a moment before sighing. "Well... It seems it just finished, you may speak but only through the booths."

The bidders were all crammed in the tiny space, a bit annoyed but all their eyes light up when they see Sakura being led in.

But they suddenly frown at the thought that she was captured, but they became even more upset when they saw a cut on her cheek. Eisuke was the first to speak. 

"Sumiko, what the hell happened?"

"None of your business. What do you want?" she avoids eye contact and keeps her head slightly down. "Why do you have a cut on your cheek, pretty lady?" Baba asks, brows furrowed.

"I said none of your business. Just get this over with."

"Sakura, we're going to try and get you out of here, okay? Just wait!" Ota tries to smile, bursting their plan out.

"No point. My execution is in a week." The bidders' eyes widen at the schedule, fear filling them.

"There's still a chance. There has to be..." Eisuke mutters, still in disbelief.

"Give it up, Eisuke," she sighs, turning away and standing from the other side of the booth. "If that's all. I need to go."

"Sakura!" Soryu stops her and the hacker stops for a moment, but doesn't turn around. 

"Thanks for everything, boys. See ya."

~*****~

A/N: 

Ok, first of all, I'm sorry!

Sorry I didn't upload for so long, it's just that I've been too busy. I have tests and projects. I've also had overnight trips, and there was no WiFi.

So I just want to apologize for that.

Also, thanks for waiting patiently for these uploads. And I hope you understand.

Ciao!

~DarkAngel