A/N- Hi! So this is a story I came up with while bored at work one day. I was just sitting down and thinking, while listening to my boss and her friend chat. Then the topic of weddings came up and in my laxed state of mind I just started to wonder around the idea of marriage and well..., this is what I came up with. I can't really tell you what I came up with exactly, you'll have to read to find that out, actually you won't find out till the next chapter, but after you read this you can start making up your own ideas to what I might have in mind.

Summary- All women want to be married. A falacy that most still believe to be true. To a certain group of young ladies it couldn't be further from the truth. But soon they have to question whether marriage is ever trully of choice or a curse that attatches it's self to unsuspecting indivisuals. And when caught, there is no escaping.(crappy summary, but I really wanted to put this up so I'll revise it later)

Disclaimer: I here by proclaimeth that I have no legal rights to anything CCS, except this idea...eth.

Prolouge: Part 1

I remember it clearly, the ending of an era. The fall of the great power that was us four. We lived in the big city, a place of opportunities, large companies and home to the biggest population of singles. This is the life that we knew, the life that we lived, the fabulous life of single girls in a big city.

We were known in every hot spot of the city, wealthy socialites, heads of our professions; no daddy to reprimand us for maxing out his credit cards. We were our own woman, walking power houses of business and pleasure. We represented the four great sections of a female. There was Chiharu Mihara A.K.A – The Flirt. As her name states she can bait any fish with just a bat of her eye lid; the girl could talk her way into any club and talk any wealthy man out of any amount of money. A master of her trade she is our trump in any rough situation. But don't let her cute smile fool you, this bouncing brunette is also a fast talker of the conference room. Casting magic learned from the clubs but revamping them to fit the office. The girl could talk any business owner, corporate lawyer and/or grand jury, if she ever had to, into believing with all their hearts that what ever she said was stead fast truth. In short, she was and is good.

Now after explaining the might of Chiharu, you would wonder how someone like that could only be a quarter of our whole; but like I said, four powerhouses, four parts of a woman. Next is the fighting half, Meilin Li, A.K.A – The Body Guard.

Meilin is your basic fitness type woman. Don't be fooled by her slim and curvy body for when the time comes within second they will shape and transform into the type of muscles sculpted in stone. With black belts in most forms of Chinese martial arts and a retired professional kick boxing champ, this woman is one to reckon with. She stands in the back ground of the group, scouting out the weeds of the many men that pursue us. With Meilin at our backs, we were never afraid. With power earned from Martial arts and fighting off the occasional stalker or drunk, there was no question what profession she would choose. First starting off with a hit video work out series she soon spread to have a gym in every main city of Japan. She had courses to beat the fat off of you, for the ones that liked torture, or for the softer of the community, she had a soul lifting course of body flexing, waist trimming yoga and aerobics work outs. Her face plastered on almost all the front covers of all the highly rated sports magazine, the woman was and is a goddess of her field.

So now we've gotten the front and back person's out of the way, now we go to the balance. The middle standing people that don't stand out as much, but also could tilt the scale if ever was missing. That is what me and my other lavish friend were to our gathering; neither at the front or at the back we made our homes as the balancing weights, the ones that decided who won an argument or if no one would win, or the ones that would do the snooping as the others made a scene. We were seen but not seen. I myself have not really mastered my role, and in retrospect I probably never was suppose to. But the person who really stood out as the silent killer was non-other than my very best friend and second cousin, Tomoyo Daidouji, A.K.A – The Angel (whether dark or light is for you to decide)

If there was ever a way to describe an angel, Tomoyo's picture would be the best way to portray it. Hair falling in soft curls past her hip, skin unnaturally pale, yet still glowing with life. To accentuate her goddess lengthened and shined hair and her angel pale skin, she has the most alluring eyes in a most exotic shade; inherited from her mother, but a color she definitely refined to shine to the standard of fine amethyst jewels. She's the shy, brilliant, passive member, the one that calms a raging storm, the pacifier of our group. She's not only brilliant intellectually but she's also a genius of fashion. She doesn't only designs clothes, she's built an empire. She designs, models, has a factory to make her clothes, and a modeling agency which hold true to have the most requested models in the world. Her fashions were fresh, so delectably diverse that you can't walk the street without seeing one of her designs. She doesn't only have her company, she makes all the decisions herself, she has no advisors who tell her what they think is best. She does the telling, no one can come with a piece of paper telling her how much money she's made, she's her own accountant so no one but her knows what she makes. Soft spoken yet strong, she is our silent killer.

So after going through all those wonderful ladies I feel embarrassed to even say that I was apart of their group. Not so that the group was horrible but that I am unworthy to be associated with such great women. I am the fourth corner, I am the awkwardly cute one that makes you laugh. My name is Sakura Kinomoto, A.K.A – The Comic Relief.

If we were American girls I would definitely be the blonde of the group. I'm usually cutely out of it, as Tomoyo puts it. I'm clumsy and have perfected the trip but not fall. I figured since I've fallen so much in my earlier years my body's had enough of the abuse. Unlike Chiharu, I'm not as forward with the guys or can waver their opinion. Unlike Meilin I'm not strong, actually I'm pretty weak (though I do know a little Judo). And unlike Tomoyo I don't have angelic features (though she constantly tells me how cute I am) and I'm definitely not the brightest of the group. But then again if I were like them our group wouldn't be as fun or diverse as it is. I'm the one that lightens a situation after Tomoyo calms it down. I'm able to break any akward silence. I don't care if I get embarrassed, well not anymore, and I have perfected (even more so than Chiharu) the helpless girl act. I bring the jokes, I lighten the mood, I am the group's heart ( or so they tell me).

Well in the beginning I started out saying how we were once a great group. Well it all happened pretty quickly and in the span of a mere 3 years our group had completely dissipated, we were but shadows of our former glorious selves. In those three years our single group was brought down to one single member, me.

Chiharu had the miss fortune to start the curse that would swarm through our group. That year, she was invited to stand in her aunt's wedding.

A/N- Ok so that's the first chapter, not much to say so just leave me a review and tell me what you think, should I continue?

Oh! and the paragraphs won't be this long through out the story if I continue with it. It's baisically like this because of the lack of dialouge so don't be discouraged by it. And for all those particular about launguage, spelling, and grammar mistakes, those will be taken care of when I get a chance to read through this more carefully, so unitl then I hope the mistakes weren't distracting.

Oh!...again, I'm horrible at updating and my recent computer troubles haven't helped at all and actually I have a story that's going on now that really needs to be updated, so I'm in a mess right now, but I just couldn't stand looking at this story in documents any more so I figure I post it and see what becomes of it. So just letting you know that this won't be updated anytime soon.