SesshoumaruXRin: Man. I tell you. Alls I do is write new stories! And then never finish the first chapter...eheheh at least not for awhile. If you don't get what I'm talking about...wait. lol there'll be more stories up because I get inspired by all these fanfics!

Disclaimeter: FOR THE UPTEENTH TIME! I do not own PoT...(sobs)

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She bonked her head against her locker. 'How on earth am I going to pay rent without a job? I've worked at tons of jobs in this city and got fired from each and every one of them. I can't help it, I'm a klutz!...The only thing I can do is clean, but that's not enough money...and no way in HELL am I becoming a stripper!!' Sakuno sighed for the kallionth time that day as she walked home on the Spring filled streets of New York. Yes, she lives in New York now.

Back in Seigaku, when she was in her 1st year of High School, she got a letter from a big art school in New York, saying that they loved her pieces, and they've been watching closely. They wanted her to enroll there. So, after lots of hestitation, she did. Her obaachan went with her, since she was underage. But as soon as she turned 18, obaachan went back to Japan, leaving Sakuno to herself and her dreams.

Sakuno was the one that mainly forced her to go back, reassuring her obaachan that she'd be okay. She was definately NOT going to be okay. Even though she lived in New York for a few years now, it was still a big city. She got lost a lot, and she tried not to stray too far away from her side of the city. Now, she is jobless again. She always writes to her obaachan saying how wonderful her life is going, for fear of worrying her grandmother. She wanted to be independent, she wanted to be free, she wanted to be...to be...confident. Which was the exact opposite of what she felt right now.

She sat on her twin-sized bed of her run down shack of an apartment and looked through the classifieds. She sighed again. Nothing. She even peeked in the erotic section but realized what she was doing and quickly flipped the page, embarassed and ashamed. She almost put it down and was about to cry when something caught her eye. It was a cleaning job. Has flexible hours and fantastic pay...Sakuno's eyes widened. 'Fantastic pay!? OH MY GOSH! I see hope! Obaachan, I can stop lying to you!!' She quickly called the number, not wanting to lose the job before she even got it.

"If your a fangirl--better hang up the phone before I get on your behind. Reporter--I'll get on yours too. If your a--"

"No, no! I'm calling about the job!" Sakuno said, before the woman on the other end lost her temper.

"Oooh. Well in that case! I'm sorry, it's just the master hates it when theres spam calls. Come to 559 Reith Ave. on the west side of New York. Be here soon, or else the job'll be taken." The lady hung up before Sakuno could answer. Sakuno sighed, but she was still happy. She had better get to the job before someone else does!

A Train Ride and A Taxi Ride Later

Sakuno's POV

Holy. Cow. I knew this was the rich side of town, but I didn't think--well I didn't think! I walked up to mansion gates and rang the buzzer. I couldn't see too much inside because the walls were so tall, but being closer and peeking through the gates helped. It only further made me intimidated. Such a nice house. It was a regular mansion, not too big, but still fair in size. But it was wonderfully decorated. The yard was bigger than the house--that was for sure. There was a couple beautiful fountains in the green grass. The back yard was even bigger, but I couldn't see over the fences...

"Yes?" Came the woman's voice again.

"O-oh. U-um. I-I'm here a-about the j-job..." I stammered. Oh great, just what I needed...A weak first impression.

"For heaven's sake girl! Stop stammering and come on in!" Before I could answer the gates opened. I slowly walked through the gates into the yard. The gates quickly closed behind me, startling me. I continued forward and mustered up all the courage I had, all the way down to my bone. 'This is it. If I fail on this job it's over. Not only will I not be able to pay rent, but my scholarship is all gone. I have to start paying soon.'

I was greeted at the door by a short greying woman, who even though was short and greying, had a lot of spunk in her...and was kind.

"Come in, come in!" She brang me into the house, which was beautiful. It had glass chandelliers and golden walls. There was stairs on each side of the walls when you first come in, but turn into one stairs after some steps. Like a royal palace of sorts.

"So, I'm going to assume your references all check in? I'll look into your Criminal Record and nothing else. If you know how to use a broom and mop, your off to a good start. The master of the house is either always out, or always in his room or courts. So, if you ever needed to find him for something, you know where he'd be. But, I'll almost always be here, so you won't need to. When can you start?" My eyes gleamed. I was hired!

"U-um, anytime!" The old woman smiled.

"Good. You get an hour-" My eyes went bug eyed at this," and work from 8 til whenever you finish your duties. Which if your not slow, you should get off about 5. We provide lunch and supplies, so no need to bring anything. Oh and by the way, I'm Margery. And you are?"

"I'm Ryuu-err Sakuno Ryuuzaki. Ehehehe, I've only lived in America for 4 years now." The lady smiled.

"Well, you don't seem like a jewel thief or an obsessed fan girl so I don't think the master will have any trouble with you...Then again so did the last one...Ehh..haha, anyways! I'll show you around the mansion, what your to clean, what your not to clean, where the supplies for cleaning are and where the kitchen is, etc etc." She showed me around the mansion, which by the way, took forvever. I looked at a nearby clock and it said it was already midnight...And we weren't even done yet! At least it was Friday and I didn't have classes until Tuesday. "Oh, my! Look at the time! And we aren't even done yet...Hmm...Yound girl--Sakuno was it? Where do you live?" I told her where and her eyes widened. "Hmm...That's mighty far away...you don't have classes tomorrow, since it's Saturday, so hows about you spend the night tonight? It'd be too late by the time you got home, you wouldn't get any sleep!"

"Oo-oh! I-it's okay! Really!" The woman shook her head and told me to follow. She ushered me into a beautiful huge room with a canopy bed. It was like a princess' room or something. "Wow..."

"Hehe, I knew you'd like it. You know...nevermind, we'll talk about it later. There's pajamas in that closet over there. Now get some sleep! We have lots of work to do in the morning!"

So there I was, sitting in a princess room in a huge mansion, getting paid tons of money. I thought I would either faint, or sadly, wake up from this awesome dream. I would prefer the first option. I walked over to the closet she point out and opened it. The closet was unbelievable! It was bigger than my entire crappy apartment! (Although I guess that really wasn't saying much) I shimmied into a light blue cotton top and bottoms and layed down. I wondered, as I drifted off to sleep who could be so very rich...what if it was some mean celebrity and I broke something important and the fired me? 'Mou, Sakuno! Don't think about stuff like that! This is the best job anyone anywhere could ask for! DON'T SCREW THIS UP!' And with that little thought, I drifted off to a nice sleep about a tennis prince I once knew and loved...

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SesshoumaruXRin: How was it? I know I really shouldn't make new stories when I have like 10 other unfinished, not-updated-in-awhile ones but I can't help it! I'll try and update! It's just my creative writing mood slips off so easily! (It's super bad when I'm trying to write my story for speech!)