An unlikely person has met with a strange fate. Given time and the love of someone she holds dear, will she reconstruct her life? Or will she give herself un-required and unintentional pain?

A.N: Ah yes. I've decided to post an R story. Please kiddies, don't read on. This story may contain lemons, limes, hetro (guy X girl), yuri (girl X girl), yaoi (guy X guy, sexual references, language use, drug use and all a matter of strange stuff in later chapters. This particular chapter is fairly lame (as all chapters will be in context), but contains language and the use of prostitution and strippers. As will most chapters I'd assume.

If you don't like any of the things above, please leave now.

And yes, there is shoujo ai (girl's love), but tell us all something we don't know.

Mind you this isn't some weird kind of porn. Go look somewhere else if that's what you want.

Disclaimer: Don't own Card Captor Sakura in any way. Neither have I met anyone who knows or does.

Epilogue: Crazy American Movies Can't Hold Much Truth

She had no idea how she had reached this point.

Liar.

She knew exactly how she reached this point.

It wasn't pretty.

When she was younger, she thought this only happened in those movies her brother watched. As she got into her teens, when she was actually allowed into the cinema to see such movies, she thought the actors weak for playing such roles. As if Richard Gere would want hooker Julia Roberts. Who would want to play a stripper or a hooker anyway? Stupid movies…especially those American ones. Things just weren't that way. Playing such a role was really dirty. Like those repulsive X-rated movies she'd seen on request from Syaoran. He really was a sick boy sometimes, especially when he hit puberty. Damn Syaoran. Maybe that was why he'd wandered so far from her. Just thinking about it made her want to hurl.

She wondered why she missed him through.

Bastard.

She really did hate herself. This wasn't the life she'd always desired. Her childhood best friend wouldn't have believed her. She always thought she was headed for the big time.

Yeah, I hit the big time all right.

She missed her most of all. She found herself thinking of her often, mostly when she was feeling down about her life and needed the cheering up that her bestie always gave her with a smile. She was a sweet girl.

She wondered also what happened to her. After she had managed to get expelled from her home, she never heard from the girl again. It was sad since they were so close. They were even blood, cousins to be exact.

She had been through stressful times before, but her teen years really spun her into a downward spiral. The beginning of the end. The beginning of life in a new country. In one of the most detestable jobs she knew.

Kinomoto Sakura was a stripper and a prostitute.

Seemingly unlikely, yes. Will it be good bases for a new story? Maybe? No? Yes? Review and tell me!!

Please? #cute kitty eyes#

… # Rei Ant # …