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I don't own Card Captor Sakura, I just own this story-line-the sad pathetic events they are-they are my life...literally

*Tanya pops up*

*Adrienne tries to stifle her* it doesn't work.

Tanya ~ I want to co-write!!!!

Adrienne ~ NO!!! I'M DOING FINE ON MY OWN!!!

Tanya ~ Then I want to work on the next story you write!!!!

Adrienne ~ We'll see about that…

Tanya ~ And now, on with the story!!!!

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Tanya ~ Hurry!!! Read before she kills me!!!!

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last chapter:

"I pronounce this kitchen clean."

"YAY!!! You ready to work on our project then?"

Sakura shot a look at Tomoyo which would have put a forest fire on ice. Tomoyo took the hint and packed up and went home. She did not, however, forget any of the occurrences of the night. "Just you wait, Sakura...You will see what you can do to pay me back for all of the things you have done and said tonight."

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Chapter 2: 10 more days...

"Sakura!!!!!! Wake up or you are going to be late for school!!!" A small furry creature commonly called Kero was yanking Sakura's hair.

"OUCH!!!!! THAT HURT!!!!" Sakura threw her pillow at Kero. "Tomoyo was right, if only your aim was as good as some of your dreams are." Sakura threw another pillow at the flying Kero, knocking him against the wall. "How do you like that?"

From beneath the pillow came the muffled reply, "I'd like it just fine if only you'd get up and get going w/out being late."

Sakura glanced at the clock. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT I ONLY HAD 15 MINUTES TO GET READY????!!!!!!!"

"It was kind of hard to do since I had a pillow thrown at me before I could make a sensible remark."

Sakura practically tore through her closet, pulled her uniform out, shoved the thing over her head, ran a brush through her hair, raced down the stairs, scarffed down an entire piece of toast, jammed her feet into her blades, and soared out of the house after hurriedly saying "Good morning, I love you, Goodbye" somewhere between all four bites.

She was not late for school, but she wasn't early either. She dashed into the classroom and took her seat in front of Syaoran Li, who was in her opinion, the cutest hunk that ever walked the face of the Earth.

Sakura turned around to talk to Syaoran, but right at that moment, Mrs. Fuji came in and assigned the classwork for that day.

The day flew by, with all of the work they were assigned.

"Don't forget that your projects are due this Friday. Sakura, there are no excuses for you this time. You are paired up with Tomoyo, so there is no reason for you to forget or procrastinate."

Sakura gulped. "Yes, Mrs. Fuji." She knew she needed to shape up or her grade would slip and she'd have to quit cheerleading. She was not too keen on that idea, so she reminded Tomoyo about their plans to meet after school at Tomoyo's house.

The bell rang, and before Sakura could turn around to finally talk to Syaoran, Tomoyo grabbed her and dragged her out of the classroom. She wouldn't let go until they were all the way to Tomoyo's house.

"We NEED to start on our project Sakura!!!! Especially since we didn't get any of it done yesterday!!!"

"Okay, okay. But you do need to clue me in on what our project is about."

Tomoyo sweatdropped. "We are doing our project on an earthquake that hit a small country called Armenia about a decade ago. The country was part of the Soviet Union (Tell me you remember what Mrs. Fuji taught us about the Soviet Union, Sakura). Does any of this jog your memory?"

"Okay, but what are we supposed to do for the project?"

"Create a model of the country, the type of houses they had, and the type of fault that caused the earthquake." (A.N. I had to do a report on this particular earthquake, but it wasn't near this much fun!! I had to do analysis and everything! BLAH!!!!)

"Okay, so what do we need to do today, and what can I do to help?"

"For starters, you can get on the internet and look up the different information we are going to need to make all this stuff, like what their houses were like, the fault type, and don't forget a map of the country. I'm going to the grocery store to get the ingredients we will need for the dough we'll use to make the models."

"We're gonna make the models out of food?!!!"

Tomoyo rolled her eyes. "It's something like salt and flour and glue, so I don't advise eating it."

"How come I get the technical work and you get to go shopping? You know the computer is out to get me, and the printer simply hates my guts!!! How do you expect me to get anything done if the computer and the printer won't work with me?"

"Just relax. The computer doesn't hate you, that's my job!" Tomoyo grinned. Sakura hated it when Tomoyo kidded around like that.

"Well then, I'd better go before it gets dark!" And with that, Tomoyo disappeared through the door and was gone.

Sakura went over to the desk where the computer was and just stared at it. It was a cruel monster, cold, and hard. It's face was black and lifeless. "Just great!" thought Sakura. "It's off. I wonder how the heck you turn this merciless creature on."

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Thirty minutes later Tomoyo walked through her front door.

"Oooooohh, Tomoooooooooooooyoooooooooooo!" Sakura cooed sweetly. "GET YOUR BUTT IN HERE AND SHOW ME HOW TO WORK THIS STUPID MACHINE!!!!!!!!!" she finished, not so sweetly.

"Sakura, I thought for sure that you would be okay for at least a few minutes alone with the computer. Okay, okay. What do you need help with?"

"How do you turn this on?" Sakura asked sheepishly.

Tomoyo sweatdropped before falling backwards anime style. "This is going to be the longest night of my life," she thought. "Okay, I have all the ingredients we need. Since you are THAT computer illiterate, you make the dough and I'll do the research."

Five minutes later… "Done!" exclaimed Tomoyo.

"You mean that in a fraction of the time it took me to figure out how to turn that thing

on-"

"You DIDN'T figure out how to turn the computer on...I had to show you."

"Anywho, all that time, and then in five minutes, you have all of the information we need for the entire project?"

"Yep! I'm just good like that. Is the dough ready?"

"Yeah, it's ready. How are we going to make it hard?"

"We let it sit out overnight, or as long as it takes to dry."

Suddenly the phone rang.

"I'LL GET IT!!!!!!!!!!" yelled Tomoyo as she trampled Sakura on her way to the phone.

"What is all the excitement for? Are you expecting Eriol to call you and ask you to the homecoming dance that's coming up?"

"SHUT UP ABOUT THAT, Sakura!!!!!" Tomoyo shouted at the top of her lungs, as she continued to lunge at the phone. She grabbed the phone off the receiver and anxiously and-amazingly enough after all of the aforementioned commotion- calmly said "Hello?" By the look on Tomoyo's face, the caller was exactly who she had hoped it was.

"Yes, it's just like I told you earlier...What, you don't believe me?...Okay, sure...I'll test it..." Tomoyo turned around and looked at Sakura. She had but two words to say to fulfill (A.N. I looked that word up...that's how you spell it...although it has an alternate spelling that is just as correct: fulfil...don't ask me... I didn't write the English language) the test that lay before her. "Syaoran Li." Sakura turned as red as is possible.

"I was right...Yes, I know what I'm doing...Yes she is in the room with me...Yes, I think it will work...I know it will be perfect...Oh, would you please?...Thank you ever so much...See you tomorrow at school...Bye."

Sakura stared at Tomoyo in utter confusion. (A.N. Remember how dense she is). "What was that all about?" stammered Sakura.

"Well, you'll just have to wait and find out then won't you?"

"Knowing you and your conniving schemes, yes. I will have to wait until you are ready. You don't part w/ your plans very easily do you?"

"Nope! Now on to bigger and better things, or at least things that we need to move on to, or things that are due this week, or...something like that."

"Yes, our project." Tomoyo looked at Sakura and started giggling. "What are you giggling about? Your little secret plan?" Tomoyo could no longer hold it in and started busting out laughing.

"WHAT IS SO FUNNY?" demanded Sakura.

"Look down."

Sakura glanced down. What she saw twisted her face with horror. While Tomoyo was talking on the phone, Sakura had listened in shock. Without her realizing it, she lost concentration on the bowl of dough in her arms. The dough had dripped down the front of her shirt and pants and had dripped onto her shoes and the floor. Sakura blushed slightly. "My shirt..." she moaned.

"Come on...Let's get you cleaned up. You're no good to me anyway...You always create a mess and ruin what little work we do. You might as well go home after you get cleaned up...It's almost eight o'clock. And by the way, the dough that dripped on your shoes has started to dry."

Sakura stared at her shoes and began to moan... "My school shoes! If I ruin these, my dad will KILL me!" She started to move towards the stairs to go to the bathroom to get cleaned up when it happened. Sakura slipped on all of the dough that had collected on the floor. WHAAAP. CRRRRRRRAAAAAAACK. SLOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH.

With a few sickening sound effects, the kitchen and Sakura were instantly drenched with the dough.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. This is not my week for cleanliness."

Tomoyo had been watching all of this and had been able to hold her laughter in until Sakura spoke. Tomoyo broke into a fit of laughter that would have continued for centuries if she hadn't heard what Sakura had to say next.

"Tomoyo, I think some of the glass from the bowl cut me. It really, really, really hurts."

Tomoyo rushed to Sakura's side, careful of the slippery dough-covered floor.

"I think it cut into my stomach."

Tomoyo gently turned Sakura over onto her back, then lifted Sakura's shirt up enough to examine her abdomen. There was a large slit in her belly from her sternum (that hard bone between your ribs in the middle of your chest) to her navel (belly button).

"Sakura, we need to take you to the emergency room."

"I'll be fine w/a few Band-Aids."

"Sakura, I'm thinking more along the lines of stitches."

Sakura's face stretched w/a look of horror. She tried to prop herself up from her position of flat on the floor on her back, but the pain forced her to lay back down.

"Hang on Sakura, and stay calm. It's not that bad," she lied, trying to keep her friend as calm as she could. "I'm going to go get the car, and I'll take you to the hospital. Not that your wound is that bad and all, but they might want to check and make sure that there's no glass still in there." It took all of Tomoyo's strength and willpower to remain calm. "Can you get up, do you think? Could you maybe walk to the car?" The look of pain on Sakura's face as she attempted to prop herself up a little told Tomoyo the answer. "Hang on...I'm gonna call Syaoran to come help me."

"Tomoyo, under ordinary circumstances, I'd object...but since I'm here lying on the floor unable to move, I'll comply to your wishes."

"I am much obliged."

"This wasn't part of your devious little plan, now was it?" Sakura joked, attempting to calm herself down to help slow the blood flow to the wound, and to keep Tomoyo calm and cool and collected so she could do her stuff.

Tomoyo called the hospital to explain what had happened and to tell them that she would be on her way, and it would be quicker for her to drive Sakura than to have an ambulance come pick her up. Besides, she explained, it wasn't that bad.

Tomoyo then called Syaoran, and within about 30 seconds of hanging up, he was there, ready to help.

"Syaoran, I need you to pick Sakura up and put her in the car so I can take her to the hospital."

Syaoran lifted her up, ever so gently, treating her as if she were some priceless glass figurine. He was very careful, afraid that she might crumble to angel dust (A.N. like the dust of angels, not the street name for the drug...ugh...people!)at any moment. She was so lifeless; she was merely trying to hold as still as possible: it hurt less when she moved. He was going to place her in the backseat of the car, when he realized he couldn't do that without causing her more pain. Tomoyo saw his predicament and sized up the situation instantly.

"You're going to have to sit back there with her. You are going to have to cradle her just like you're doing in order to cushion the bumps we may experience. Plus you don't want to move her too much. When we get to the hospital, you'll have to carry her in, so by doing this we will save time."

(A.N. you may think that the speech about saving time actually wasted time, but by the time she had finished her little speech, they were half-way to the hospital. She continued her speech even after Syaoran got in the car and they were on their way simply because the talking and explaining would keep her alert and thinking straight to pay attention to her driving. It also helped calm her down.)

They arrived at the hospital where there were doctors and a stretcher waiting.

"I'M NOT IN THAT BAD OF SHAPE, AM I?" Sakura screeched in panic.

"No, you're not that bad," Syaoran reassured her. "They are just here to make sure that you are perfectly fine. They have to do this...I think it's the law or something. They have to treat every emergency as if it were life-threatening, just in case it turns out to be."

"LIFE-THREATENING?" By now, Sakura was in a full-blown panic.

"Great going Syaoran," called Tomoyo from the front seat.

Tomoyo pulled the car up to the waiting doctors. She stood there impatiently waiting for Syaoran to get out of the backseat when she realized that his arms were a bit, how shall we say, preoccupied. She shook herself back into reality and opened the door for Syaoran. He got out of the car, very carefully, trying to jostle Sakura as little as possible. He gingerly laid her down on the stretcher that the doctors rushed down to them with. The doctors wheeled her into the emergency room with great speed. A nurse came out and escorted the two left inside.

"I need you to fill out some paperwork for me...Are you family?"

"OHMYGOSH!!!!!!!!!! I FORGOT TO CALL SAKURA'S DAD!!!!!"

"Here, you can use the phone at the desk. Young man, are you related to this girl?"

"No, ma'am. I'm a friend from school."

"And her? Is she related to this girl?"

"No, ma'am. She's her best friend though."

"It is very late, and as soon as her father shows up, I suggest you go home and get some sleep. She is in good hands, and your staying and worrying will not do anything to help except putting pressure on the staff, and believe me, that's a bad thing."

Within about 2 minutes, Sakura's dad showed up, and Tomoyo took Syaoran home, only after Sakura's dad promised that he would call them the minute things improved. The nurse corralled Sakura's dad over to the nurses' station where he began filling out paperwork.

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I know that's a dirty spot to leave you, but I wanted it to go day by day, and this happens to be the end of this day...

You know the drill...read and review...

*Tanya pops up again*

Tanya ~ good!!!!!!!!!!!!! I still wanna co-write your next story!!!!!!!!

Adrienne ~ there won't be another story unless I think that people like my stuff and the only way I'll know is if they read and review!!!!!!

Until next time!!!!!!!!