Well I'm alive n' kicking...it's been a while no? Lol trust me i've had hell with this computer and I honestly don't know what stopped me from throwing the damn thing on the floor and smashing it to pieces. It really woulda helped with the stress :D anyways to make a long story real short. It literally died on me 3 times within a month, turns out i had a virus saved into my comp so everytime i clicked on god knows wat i would put the virus bak on...so yeah. I had to re-install windows twice so my nice extremely long chapter was pfft into a puff of smoke.

But yeah, I held a funeral in it's honour. You were all there in spirit. And i hafta give a shout to x-Melodyz-x cuz she kept PMing me and reviewing me litterally begging me to continue this, so you all best thank her (if theres even any of you left...) sorry for the huge dissapointment guys, I really missed coming onto here and writing. I hope you all understand. and...KARIAH AND SPARKELY FAERIE! WHERE THE HELL ARE U 2!

Sakura was sitting on the bus her body rocking ever so slightly when the bus went over a smal bump or turn. She was really uncomfortable too, a black pencil line skirt, a simple fitted black t-shirt and to complete the ensamble high heels. Heels that literally killed her the second she put them on. She had told Tomoyo, oh she had told her she wasn't going to wear the bloody things because all heels were out to get her and make her life a living hell. How it could become more of a hell was beyond her. Of course Tomoyo being Tomoyo waved it off and excitedly looked for a purse that screamed 'BAM look at me!' and leave it to Tomoyo to add sound effects. The woman was nuts. Sakura had tried to explain to her again why heels were a bad idea but again Tomoyo just giggled and bounded off to the makeup. She was going to kill the person who invented heels.

Probably the same guy who invented the underwire bra. Yupp, she was definatly gunna kill him, if he wasn't dead already...

Sakura had a job interview, several in fact. So she had to look the part but really she felt like a highschool librarian and not the kind that was every teenage boy's dream with the sexy legs and bending over to put books away with a tiny little skirt. Though, that was the angle Tomoyo had been going for. Mostly all the interviews were secretary positions but she didn't care, she needed the money now and just needed a job, any job, for now. Plus as an added bonus this meant more time away from her sorta-not really-kinda-boyfriend-finace-enemy. Yeah she really needed to see a shrink.

Debating wether or not to give her feet some relief and take off the heels for a second, she realized that her feet would be so swollen she wouldn't manage to put them back on. She hated public transportation, well that is when she was alone she hated it. She looked around her seeing only large 'gangsta' guys maybe a year or two younger than her, creepy old buisness men who kept glancing at her and the freaky bum with no teeth always smiling at her. She really, really should of hitched a ride with Syaoran. The thought made her eyes narrow.

This morning...

"Need a ride?" Syaoran smirked, twirling his car keys on his finger. Sakura stared at him suspisciously and didn't answer. "Cause...I can't give you one." she glared at him as his grin widened, to keep from retorting at him she stuffed a spoonfull of Lucky Charms into her mouth looking like a Chipmunk as she chewed.

"Hope you have fun on the bus, which," he glanced at the clock. "will be leaving in about fifteen minutes, and the one after that an hour." Sakura squeaked as she flew up the stars slightly slipping on the ceramic floor with her long pajama pants. "By the way, think you can handle being alone on a bus with all those men there?"

Sakura stopped halfway up the stairs and glared down at Syaoran. "If I've survived this long with an ass like you, I'm pretty sure I can handle a bus."

"Yeah but what if one follows you off the bus," he came slowly over to the stairs until he was right in front of her looking up. "and then suddenly just grabs you?" his hand went through the poles and around her ankle scaring the living shit out of her.

"Jerk!" she stopmed her foot down hard on his hand, getting a very satisfying wince out of him as she continued to go up to the stairs.

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'Asshole.' she thought getting off the bus and walking down the busy sidewalks to the first building she would be going into. She looked over her shoulder remembering what he had said about being followed. Nothing. Everyone was just doing their day to day buisness in their nice suits and briefcases and talking on cell phones. None of these people could be bothered with following her. But then all those stories on the news about buisnessmen raping fellow workers and such ran through her head.

Okay, so maybe buisness people were just as bad as the shady ones.

Sighing she looked at her piece of paper with adresses, times and the people holding the interview. This was it. Her building and God it was huge. She could so do this, really she could. Couldn't she?

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Syaoran looked around the house for his so called cousin. He had a lot to scream into that mans ear and he was going to listen even if he had to pin him down himself and do it. Hearing laughter he went into the t.v room where Eriol was sitting down watching the Three Stooges, drinking a beer and eating cold pizza. Syaoran went to the t.v and turned it off having Eriol yell in protest.

"What the hell are you doing?! It was getting to the best part."

"You." Syaoran pointed at his cousin while pacing. "Oh you." Eriol stared back from the couch clearly confused.

"Listen hearing you say 'oh' is weird. I don't mind when chicks do it, but you, thats just messed up." Syaoran stopped pacing and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Honestly shut up I'm not in the mood for your jokes. Why didn't you tell me about last night?" Eriol frowned not getting it. "The girls going to our moms? Why didn't you tell me?!"

"Look man, our moms invited them, there was nothing I could do,"

"Thats not it." he interupted. "You know how they are. Imagine what they told them about me. Bout you." That shut up Eriol really good.

"You think they told them stuff bout us?" Eriol said inching closer to the edge of the couch.

"It's our moms, what do you think?"

"...shit."

"We have to get them back or something, get some stuff on them." Syaoran said pacing again in front of the t.v.

"And how the hell are we supposed to do that?"Eriol said getting up and picking up the pizza box from the floor. He'd already learned to pick his things up since he'd had his ears yelled off by those two crazy women.

A grin spread across Syaoran's face. "We could go through their things and play it off that we were just looking for our stuff and then go to their parents house." Eriol looked at his cousin with a blank expression on his face. His cousin had truly gone crazy.

"Thats the stupidest idea I've ever heard of...and this is me we're talking about." Eriol replied going into the kitchen to throw out the box. Syaoran, dissapointed, chased after his cousin seriously contemplating murder.

"Whats your idea then?"

Eriol stood up straight at stared at Syaoran who was the image of calm as he leaned against the semi-messy counter with his arms folded across his chest.

"My idea?" Eriol repeated causing Syaoran to nod his head.

"Yeah your idea." Syaoran confirmed causing Eriol to rub his forehead in confusion and a bit of almost embarresment.

"Uh,. I dunno. Why not just ask them? Hey!" Eriol glared at the man who had just smacked him upside the head.

"Are you some kind of retard?!" he yelled not sure what the hell he was going to live through this.

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Sakura had been through two interviews already. The first turned out to be horrible, the man who was interviewing her was smoking a large cigar all the time, yelling orders at his employees and going through mountains of unorganized, loose papers all the while blowing out large clouds of smoke. Sakura was having a difficult time trying not to inhale the cloud of killing cancer and trying to keep a normal face without looking like she had to go to the bathroom and the fact that she could hear thunder rumbling from outside didn't help.

"Mary. Mary! Dammit woman I need these papers signed! Send them off to the arts department stat!" he waved a few papers in the air and a grumpy looking woman rushed over and snatched it out of his hand promptly turning on her heel and storming towards the door. "And Mary get me a coffee!"

He turned back to Sakura who immediatly put on a cheery smile that was really forced. He took another drag from his cigar before taking it out of his mouth.

"Whats your name again doll?" God help her she was going to kill this man.

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Syaoran was getting really frustrated. He had no idea when the Shrimp would be back since he was thinking about better things. Reflecting upon that it might of been beer on his mind. Anyways, Eriol and he were currently in his room going through Sakura's things. He should of felt bad but, lets face it he really could care less. Drawer after drawer, cupboards, in the closet, her pockets, hell even in her shoeboxes. He was starting to get a knot in the back of his neck and it was starting to irritate him. Eriol was boredly whistling some song and not really putting much effort into -whatever it was they were doing-'snooping' seemed like such a nasty word.

Of course Eriol didn't see the importance behind this, then again the only thing Eriol ever cared about was skankily dresssed video game vixens, and now even less since little miss Tomoyo walked into the scene.Syaoran was getting really frustrated. Didn't chicks usually have those diarys or whatever? He checked between the matresses behind the headboard, everywhere. He couldn't believe he was flat on his stomach on the floor checking underneath the dresser, usuing a coat hanger to drag things from under it. He had found so far: earrings, a hair pin, a pen, a piece of crumpled paper, a paper umbrella, change which he pocketed, a CD and a sock. The weather continued to worsen outside as Eriol was aimlessly going through Sakura's nightstand and ho-ho, what did he happen to find underneath her vast collection of bras and underwear? But a small, worn letter. Feeling like he achieved something great Eriol picked it up and examined it, not opening it knowing Syaoran would kill him if he didn't show him right away.

"Syaoran." Eriol said faltly seeing as his cousin was still on his stomach but with his arm under the dresser. Maybe if he was lucky it would get stuck and he'd stay there for the rest of the damn night.

"Yeah?" he grunted his arm not wanting to get out now from the small space.

"Found somethin'," Syaoran turned his head and saw his cousin holding a envelope. Trying to pull his arm out with it still attatched. Managing to do so he got up and took the piece of paper from Eriol. Noticing which one of Sakura's drawers was open he cast a questioning look to his cousin who meerly shrugged.

He opened it and mechanically sat down on the bed only his eyes moving as it scanned and read the page. Eriol knew he should be quiet but all this tenseness and empty silence was really getting to him. He was actually weighing the consequences of saying something out loud when he noticed Syaoran frown and his forehead crease in clear confusion.

"Sooo, whats it say?" Eriol tested and when his head wasn't immediatly chewed off realized that maybe what he found was really,actually important.

"Just stuff about buying your first husband, yada yada, nothing big." Eriol frowned, how come he hadn't noticed how depressing his cousin was? He was about to say so when Syaoran spoke again. "Whats tripping me out is this is from Sakura's mom and she wrote it when our lil Kura was only four." Eriol waited for him to say more, nodding his head and pretending to understand but dammit he had no idea where this was going.

"And?" he said more harshly than intended. Syaoran looked up from the paper clear irritation in his eyes.

"And, I wanna know where the hell this woman is.She wasn't at that family party they threw, or maybe we did meet her but her familys so damn huge!"

"You really have nothing better to do, do you?" Eriol asked begining to walk out of the room.

Syaoran thought that over in his mind for a minute before saying. "Nah." and stuffing the note in his jean pocket.

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Sakura was running as fast as she could to the bus stop hoping to God it wouldn't rain. She reached the pole with the bus sign on it and stood there wringing her hands saying under her breath "Come on, come on." over and over, always looking down the street to see if it was coming. She had just went to another bad interview which made her almost fall asleep with the old mans slow, exaggerated speech. Now, she was out here under dark gray clouds and semi distant rumbling of a promising storm. There were multiple reasons why she didn't want to be out here, examples would be;

A) She did not have an umbrella, she would get wet, really wet.

B) She could get electrocuted because of lightening. Which would lead ultimatly to death. Not good.

C) She would get a phenomia and then die. Again, not good.

D) She had spent too much damn time on her hair and makeup to have it ruined because mother nature decided it should rain.

Just when she had given up hope she saw the bus round the corner just as the first drop hit her arm. It was coming down the street now as the rain came down calmly and lightly, not enough for damage she noted. It was a-comin' closer now! And Sakura was fishing through her purse for change as a large bang of thunder clapped, causing her to flinch. When she had the change in hand and the bus ever so close annnnddddd it made a left on the street before reaching her. Sakura's mouth dropped open until she did a full fledged run screaming "Wait!" and waving her hands, her change flying from her hands.

"Stop! Please!" the rain was pouring down now and she could hardly see, which could of been the reason why she was running down the street without looking where she was headed.

"Stop! Wait!" she continued to yell now cutting through the park, extremly soaked and still running.

But of course when you mix high-heels with grass you get a back reaction. Sakura's right heel went sinking down into the grass making her go off balance and onto the soggy mud covered grass. She gasped as she shockingly cold muddy water hit her and soaked through her clothing. She looked down at her side and saw the brown mess stand out distinctivly against her black clothing.

"Dammit!" she yelled aloud, glaring at the bus as it went and stood up. She hadn't suffered this long day to end up like this.

Shouldering her purse she started to run all over again, this time on the dirt path and tried to ignore the sudden cramp in her side. Her feet pounder the floor and she found it amazing that she hadn't fallen, but best not push her luck. The cramp worsened and she put her hand on it, all the while still runnig and her breath coming out in short, laboured breaths. To think, all this happens when you don't exercise. Just as she thougt she was about to die she stepped on a small rock, lost her balance and heard a 'snap' as she went to meet the ground yet again.

"I'm dead, I'm dead, I died, I'm dead." she said her head expecting to feel extreme pain somewhere since something in her body snapped. She was just scared to find out what.

Lifting herself from the ground,her head spun a bit but stablized after she took a deep breath. Nothing hurt except her butt which she had landed painfully on, and thats when she noticed the shoe. The heel had snapped right off it it. Looking for the bus she saw it was a speck in the distance and even if it was close they way she ran , she would of never been able to catch it. Sighing she got up and started the long walk home.

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Syaoran was peering out the kitchen window, opening the blinds so he could see out the street. It was already five o'clock and the shrimp had left earlier in the morning for her interviews, she should of been home now. Tomoyo and Eriol were in the living room watching movies and eating popcorn, which he soon became nauseated watching them after five minutes. He had nothing to do except wonder where the Shrimp was. He should of driven her around he thought as he looked out watching it continue to pour, lightening flashing and thunder rumbling.

"By the way, think you can handle being alone on a bus with all those men there?" he remembered his earlier words and his stomache twisted. "Yeah but what if one follows you off the bus and then suddenly just grabs you?" now he really felt sick. He had been joking around this morning but now he was freaking out. Sure he didn't like her but he didn't want her dead either, and would be his fault. He ran a hand through his hair before grabbing his keys off the counter and told his friends that he was going out and would be back soon. He didn't mention that he was going out to look for Sakura.

Syaoran put on a zip up sweater not bothering to do it up and opened the door only to see Sakura drenched and walking up the driveway. His mouth dropped seeing the state she was in and called her name without him realizing. She walked slowly in the door and sniffed, her arms wrapped around her to give her some warmth. Shocked and concerned he grabbed her shoulders and shook her.

"Are you crazy?" he almost yelled looking at her wet face. She didn't say anything but meerly stared at him. "Why didn't you call? I would of come and gotten you." she looked like she didn't believe him but shrugged.

"Meh," her voice was raspy. "I broke my phone when I fell."

"You fell." he said flatly.

"After I missed the bus."

"You missed the bus." he repeated and again she shrugged.

"Just think, I got my daily dose of excersice of the day. Actually enough for a week really." she smirked trying to make the mood lighter and he smirked back.

Seeing her with her wet hair plastered to her face and her looking up at him like that did something funny to him. He noticed a rain slide down from the side of her nose to the corner of her mouth. When he realized her was staring he cleared his throat and let go of her and Tomoyo conveniently cut in saying she needed to get out of those wet clothes before she got sick and lead her up the stairs. Syaoran's cocky grin came back as he watched the pair go up the stairs.

"Need any help with that?" his grin grew when Sakura cast him a glare and chucked her broken cell phone at his head.

Chuckling to himself he picked up the phone and turned around only to find Eriol leaning against the wall, staring at him seriously. And thats when Syaoran felt nervous, Eriol never , ever did anything serously.

"What." he questioned after a while and Eriol meerly shrugged.

"What was that?"

"What was what?" he seroiously had no idea what his friend was talking about.

"That whole staring thing." he said pushing off from the wall and up to his cousin. "It was weird, something outta a chick flick or something. Me an' Moyo were here, about to help when we walk in and you were all like...I dunno man." Syaoran nodded as well it replaying in his head again.

"Honestly man, I don't know either."

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Alright, long time to update i'm sorry lack of inspiration so yeah, but i've it again! namely, a piece of papers with my ideas for this story all scribbled on it. :D please review thanks and sorry my loves!