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I am sorry to say that Cat has decided not to right this fic with me. I had been hoping to do it round-robin style, seeing as our other story combines both of our writing in one chapter, but oh well. I hope you like it anyway!
Bloodied Rose91: Thank you so much for the review!It made me very happy! Gives giant cookie Oh, and thank you for pointing this out to me, as I forgot to mention that this is an AU story. Not completely, but in some aspects. So Sakura is actually 17, about to turn 18. I believe the only thing I mentioned about this last chapter is that she was a senior. Oops.

x0kAwAiix0: Thank you for the review! Gives lollipop I went and read one of your stories, "Goodbye, Syaoran", and rather enjoyed it. It was sad, but to tell the truth, this fic isn't going to be all fun and games either. So keep up you writing, you never know who might read it!

As the girl, Tomoyo, and the boy, who's name she believed to be Eriol, led her to what she assumed was a car, Sakura reveled in her own stupidity. First, she runs in the middle of what she knows is a gang fight, and faces a man who had a rather large knife. Then, she decides to go with the members of a, what she assumed to be, dangerous gang, who for all she knew, could really been taking her to wherever they were going, could really just want to kill the witnesses. And to top it all off, she really didn't think her math teacher liked her very much, at least not anymore.

Sometimes Sakura really hated herself. Right now was one of those times. But before she had the chance to contemplate the vastness of the universe, and how it really wouldn't matter much in the big picture if she just went and jumped off of a bridge, she was broken out of her little daydream of a big splat labeled Sakura, by a rather sweet voice.

"Sakura? Sakura, are you okay?" Came the voice.

"Huh? Oh ummm…I...yes…" came the Sakura's brilliant reply.

"Okay, well, could you get in the car?" the voice, who Sakura had now pinpointed as Tomoyo, questioned again.

"What…oh, sorry about that." Sakura said, not at all feeling any of the remorse she spoke of.

With that said, she was quickly ushered into an all black Escalade, with deeply tinted windows. How original. Eriol and Tomoyo followed Sakura inside, and they all took a seat. Ignoring the fact that Eriol and Tomoyo were looking at her rather strangely, Sakura calmly buckled her seat belt. For even though she was enough of an idiot to run into a rather large fight, Sakura did not plan on dying in a car crash. At least if she died in a fight to save someone, there was purpose. To die in a car crash, only because you were not wearing a seat belt, seemed rather sad to her.

"You have a driver." Sakura stated dryly, braking the silence that had been closing in on them.

"Sort of. Actually, he's another member. Of our gang I mean." Tomoyo hastily added, casting an odd look to Eriol, the look you give when an outsider had entered your space.

"How interesting." Came Sakura's remark, no trace of sarcasm running through it, yet there was no interest either.

Tomoyo only cleared her throat from the discomfort, and sat in silence as the ride continued.

"Aren't you going to blindfold me or something?" Sakura asked, a bored tone ringing throughout her voice, although on the inside she was yelling at herself for speaking. Especially to say that.

"Oh no!" gasped Tomoyo. "We don't need to do that, if we don't think that we can trust you, or if you do something wrong, you won't have the opportunity to go and call the cops."

"Comforting." Muttered Sakura, who did not plan on doing anything wrong. At least not right away.

The ride continued in silence for another quarter of an hour, at which time the vehicle began to slow. No one said anything then, or when the vehicle came to a complete stop. After Eriol made a motion for her to follow, the three of them slid out of their sits, and planted their feet onto the ground below.

"Tomo!" came a loud shriek, causing Sakura to wince. " You're okay! I was so worried, but we were under orders not to stay after the set time, and I lost sight of you!"

"Mei, don't worry, I'm fine. In fact that's kind of the reason she's here. This is Meiling by the way." Tomoyo said, a happy ring to her voice, and effect of seeing her age old friend.

"An outsider?" breathed Meiling, looking at Tomoyo with a mixture of excitement and fear.

Before Tomoyo had the chance to reply to Meiling, Eriol motioned for them to follow, saying something about being late, and the punishment for it. This seemed to grab the girls attention, because they began to walk towards a rather large house. Extremely large actually. Sakura watched as they walked away, cursing the rich in her mind. Deciding against following, Sakura quickly turned an began to walk down a driveway that was much longer, and had many more hills, than Sakura remembered.

"Not so fast Saku!" was Tomoyo's giggled sentence as she grabbed Sakura's arm and pulled her towards the house.

Of course, Sakura now cursed Tomoyo's memory.

As they quickly entered the house, or mansion, Sakura rather expected there to be some huge meeting to be taking place in one of the many rooms, and that Tomoyo was taking her there. But as they instead headed to the living room, after Tomoyo quickly swiped an I.D. card against a seemingly normal picture against a wall, and sat down on the couch to watch what Sakura thought looked like Power Rangers. Which caused Sakura to wonder what kind of gang this was. In fact, it took much self control not to burst out laughing at that moment. But the hilarity was ruined a moment later, when a voice growled something from behind Sakura.

"Tomoyo, what's this I hear about an outsider?"

Tomoyo, instead of talking right in the living room, lead who Sakura now believe to be the leader of the group, to a different room, to explain everything to him. Or at least that's what Sakura hoped they were doing.

About five minutes, and 42 channels later, Sakura had settled on a television show that had many loud explosions, but had a name she had never heard of. Just as a particularly joyous 'Boom' came from the surround sound, Tomoyo came out with the chestnut haired man. Who, even to Sakura, was rather cute. Or extremely hot. You be the judge.

"You. Sakura. Follow me." The hot, and or cute man said.

With a rather loud sigh, Sakura unfolded herself, and got off of the coach. Just as she left the room, the biggest explosion yet sounded. Sakura only hoped that wasn't asign of what was about to happen to her.

Until next time, I leave you with these words:

If everyone on this world died, who would be hear to remember you?