What would you do if someone paid you $10million dollars to marry someone you've never met? All you would have to do is go through the marriage ceremony and never have to see your "husband" again, while walking away with $10 million. I would! Would you? Except never to see him again? That seems a bit too good to be true.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from Card Captor Sakura only this plot :).

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Touya I made dinner for you it's in the fridge, remember to heat it up before you eat it. The auburn haired girl wrote on a piece of notebook paper she had ripped out earlier. If she didn't leave him a note her older brother is probably going to assume that there's no food and order pizza instead, she had learned this lesson many times. They were tight on money and pinching here and there with her working over time at the store helped ends meet. Touya just finished getting his degree in physical therapy but it was hard to find a job with that degree in a small town like this, so basically the bum is unemployed and lazying around mooching off Sakura.

Sakura worked two jobs to keep things in the house going since her dad's business hasn't been doing too well due to the economy. She used to study engineering abroad in the U.S. to help take over the company when Touya decided to change his major to physical therapy. She didn't want her dad to have to worry about such things when his health hung in the balance like that. The company was like a third child to him, or better yet a part of him. However here's the secret, she had taken a liking to environmental science, saving the planet along with the hippies and all that and she decided to double major in both environmental science and engineering. However things went even more downhill from there when her dad asked her to come back to Japan for a few months to help him look after things since there was some things he had to do and he needed someone to look after the house. Even though that sounded like an outright lie Sakura came back anyways. It had been 5 months since she's been back and 5 months since she saw her dad.

"Dammit get out of the road jackass! Damn these people how did they manage to get their license?!" Yes, dear sweet little Sakura was suffering from what most of us know as road rage, and a bad case of it it seems.

Looking at the clock on her car which showed 6:24 PM, meaning she only had 6 more minutes to get into work, into her uniform with a bright smile on her face. Which right now seems like a lost cause as a string a of profanity shot out from Sakura's mouth as an another as she put it "blind-idiotic-moron" cut her off.

"Ah whatever I don't have time to deal with shit-heads like you." Finally parking her car she grabbed her oversized purse and sprang out of the car, locking it, putting on her work shoes along with her hat and tie, amazing all at the same time and dashing into the Qicky Mart. While Sakura was happily greeting her co-workers on this side of Japan something odd is occuring on the other side with a certain parental figure of hers and an strange looking man wearing a black suit wearing sunglasses at a cafe.

"You agreed to our terms when you borrowed money from us. Don't think that just because we're based in Korea that you can take off with our money. So how are you planning on paying us back the $10 million dollars you owe?" the man calmly said as he took a sip of his coffee.

Looking at the man sitting across from him looking as if he just had the life sucked out of him. The man's eyes widen in a combination of shock and horror. "WHAT?! I only owe you $5 million!"

"Well you forgot about the interest rate didn't ya?"

"Look I don't have your money right now, give me a few more days, please" he begged.

"Look mister, I want to help you I really do, but this isn't the first time that you've asked for an extension. If I was the one in charge I'd give you another week but....ah hold on a minute".

Removing his hands from the warmth of the coffee cup the dug into his pockets and took out the ringing device. Speaking in a foreign language unknown to the other man.

"Uh Hyun-Su ah."

"Ah right sorry boss."

"No I didn't get the money yet, he says he doesn't have it"

"Ok will do." Flipping the phone close, a look of sympathy flashed across the man's face and vanished as quickly as it came.

"My boss has a proposition for you which will take care of all your debt and he'll even help you resurrect your company."

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Author's Notes: Ok how was that? You guys interested? If so please review!

Rei =)