Okay last chapter didn't go as well as hoped but oh well, I tried. To those who reviewed thank you soooo ever much! Woot your mucho loved! Hopefully this chapter will not be as rushed or as badly spelled since I have those fake nails on since I was a bridesmaid in my cousins wedding last week and they're glued to my freakin' nails and make life all that much harder. I just had a bite of inspiration for this story now :D

Also, I don't have spell check, but am an big fan of dictionaryDOTcom so if anythings wrong please don't be too hard on me.

ALso! I celebrated my 18th birthday uh, lemme count, two weeks ago. YAY! HAPPPEE B-DAYYY 2 ME:D

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The two 'culprits' were standing outside of Sakura's apartment door not saying much since both were still a bit on the edge. It felt like everyone they passed knew that they had basically stolen hundreds of thousands, if not millions of dollars worth of jewels. And to do what? Untangle the shit things. This had to be the stupidest thing they had ever done, and believe me thay had done a lot of stupid things. Sakura stuck her key into the lock and opened the door and turned to Tomoyo ready to say goodbye ( and good riddance) to her partener in crime.

"Well see ya Tomoyo, call me later and tell me how it goes." Sakura said referring to her untangling the huge mess they'd made.

Tomoyo however stared at her blankly before frowning. "Oh no. No, no, no. You dropped it your taking it." she said shoving the large bag into Sakura's hands and taking a step back.

"What!" she cried looking at the offensive thing in her hand. "I'm not keeping this, are you nuts!" she tried giving it back but Tomoyo meerly manuvered out of the way. "You make me go through so much hell and you want me to keep this!" she was pretty pissed now as she chased Tomoyo down the hall.

They reached the stairs and both girls stopped, and looked at eachother. Sakura let the bag drop in the hallway between the two of them and crossed her arms, daring Tomoyo to leave it.

"I'm still not taking it." she said plainly causing Sakura to glare, her green eyes shooting daggers at the girl she had actually thought was her friend. What a big bowl of horse crap that was.

"Me neither." she replied as Tomoyo turned around and headed towards the stairs. Sakura did the same and turned around, leaving the bag on the floor and heading in the opposite direction back to her apartment.

Two seconds had passed when Sakura nervously and hesitantly looked over at her shoulder to see Tomoyo pretty far and about to go down the stairs. Damn this girl! She was gunna kill her. Sakura ran back to the bag, picked it up and began chasing Tomoyo. Tomoyo, unfortunatly heard her friend and began bounding down the long stairs.

"Tomoyo! Get back here now!" Sakura screamed going down the stairs as well.

"La, la, la, la. I can't hear you!" Tomoyo screamed back not slowing down.

"Tomoyo!" she yelled desperatly but no luck, Tomoyo already reached the door and she could her say " See ya, call me later and tell me how it goes!" and the unmistakable sound of triumphant laughter and the door shutting behind her as she left the building.

Damn her.

Well, this sucked. Sakura stood there at the stop of the steps looking crestfallen at her defeat. She saw old Mrs.Taylor going up the stairs with her husband and gave her a half smile, just to be polite. She didn't feel like smiling, she felt like wringing a certain best friend's neck. Mrs. Taylor was, to put it simply; a kook. She lived three doors down from her, was the sweetest lady you would ever meet and was wearing two different coloured socks and her bra over her shirt. She was begining to think that this building had some bad joo-joo and everyone who lived here long enough eventually turned crazy. That had to be it because she was sure as hell that before she would of never taken some rich guys jewellery, or work for free.

"Oh don't worry dear." Mrs. Taylor said patting Sakura on the shoulder while her husband stood behind her, making sure she wouldn't fall. How he could see where he was going, let alone catch his wife if she fell was beyond her, his glasses were so thick that his eyes were the size of marbles.

Sakura smiled at her and tried really hard not to look at her large, beige bra which was quite noticable against her dark blue button down shirt.

"If she loves you, she'll come back." Sakura's smiled slipped off her face. She stared at Mrs. Taylor blankly who meerly patted her shoulder again and continued her way up.

Great. Sakura thought as she entered her apartment with the bag. Not only was she a thief, left her underwear in some rich guys dryer machine, she was a lesbian now too. This day could not get any better.

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That night Sakura tried as much as she could to forget about the damn box, but it's not everyday you have a millionaires, well millions. She actually tried to cook, it came out burnt and hardly edible, which was worse than usual since she had been so scatterbrained. By the time she sat down at her way too large table to eat, her eyes kept drifting over to the bag which rested innocently on the couch...Which she had a clear view of from her spot. She looked away and stuffed another piece of pasta into her mouth. It was weird and chewy like gum, that was new.

Her eyes drifted back over to the couch where the opening of the bag faced her and gave her a teasing peek of the wooden box. Sakura let her fork fall onto the plate with a loud clang.

"This is getting ridiculous." she said to no one. Glaring defiantly at the bag, she fought an inner battle with herself. She wanted so badly to go there and open it and play dress up, sticking on all the pretty rings and necklaces and bralets. She caught herself fantasizing about waving off a balconey, wearing glittering jewels and a long dress made by Chanel, and growled irritated. She felt that if she went there she was wining to Tomoyo and she couldn't have that...On the other hand, Tomoyo wasn't here so she wouldn't know...

Grinning to herself she jumped onto the couch, crossing her legs in the process and bounced sightly. She pulled the jewellery box out and opened sighing slightly when the jewels caught the light. Even in here with her orangy looking bulbs they shone prettyily making her feel like Christmas came early. Sakura then began trying on the rings to see if they fit, some did, most didn't, but the ones that did she stuck onto each finger until all ten were adorned with one. God her hands were heavy now, they must be worth more then Britney Spears' insured legs now. Next were the bracelts, man she felt like giggling she was so excited. Again she put on as many as she could on each wrist. Now her arms were heavy. She would of moved onto the necklaces as well but those were the extremely tangled ones and just looking at the mess reminded her what she had gotten herself into.

But that still didn't stop her from posing around her living room, and pretending dozens of paparazzi's were snapping shots of her.

That was, until someone knocked on her door.

Heart stopping, stomach clenching rather uncomfortably Sakura yelled out "Just a minute." rather high pitched and ran into her bedroom with the jewellery box and shoved it under her bed. The knocking persisted impaitently and Sakura expected the person say;"Open up this is the Police we have you surrounded." but they didn't.

She began walking to the door when she realized she was still wearing the bracelts and rings. Once again her stomach dropped down to her butt and she dashed back into the room, tripping over her feet and falling to the floor, doing a half sumersault. The person knocking on the door was driving her crazy! It was a sign that she shouldn't have this stuff!

"Hold on please!" she yelled in a panicky way as she crawled the rest of the way into her room where she yanked off all the rings and bracelts, stuffing them under her pillow and between her sheets. Taking a deep breath, she smoothed her hair and went to the door plastering a big, cheery smile onto her face before opening it.

And then the smile fell when she saw her brother.

"What the hell do you want?" she said leaning against the door frame.

"Oh, gee nice to see you too sis." Touya said walking around her into her apartment. Sakura rolled her eyes but then froze when she realized her brother was walking down the hall.

"Uhah, Touya," she called out nervously slamming and locking her door before going after her brother .

"Yeah?" she heard him call from one of the rooms and she was trying to figure out which one when she heard;"Holy shit Sakura! What the hell is all this crap?!" and it came straight from her bedroom. Oh God, please just send down a lightening bolt and zap the crap out of her until she died. Please.

"I can ex,-" but she stopped short when she entered the room and saw him looking at her dresser. "What are you talkng about?"

"This." he picked up something from her dresser and saw it was hair. She had brushed her hair this morning there this morning and it would of been cleaned if Tomoyo hadn't dragged her to her job.

"I haven't cleaned yet, don't you have a wife that you should be getting home to?" before he could answer that brought the question of why he was even here about, in her room of all places.

"I worked late today and traffic was bad when I noticed I was by your place, and I really needed to pee." he was met with a blank stare.

"Your serious?" she said flatly and he nodded but gave her an irritated look.

"And I decided to take a shower in the meantime, since you always steal my clothes whenever you come over I'm sure I'll have an outfit, right down the the socks." Sakura gave him an annoyed look but noticed his dress shirt was pulled loose as was his tie, his hair messier than usual, and his dark eyes tired and his shoulders slumped.

She blew out another breath in defeat, causing her lips to make a funny noise."Fine, fine. Go take a shower, I'll get you something to eat." as she made to walk away he stopped her.

"Shower I'll take, your cooking I rather not commit suicide thanks." he smiled cockily while she glared and went back into the living room mumbling "Jerk." as she went.

About a half hour passed as her brother took a shower and Sakura called his wife explaining that he was there, and asking about the kids, yada yada. Throughout their entire conversation he kept asking her if she was alright and Sakura kept reasurring him that she was, not once forgetting that her brother could smell her lying a mile away. He meerly studied her quizically and dropped the subject each time.

When it was time for Touya to leave Sakura felt that relief that one usually gets when they commit something truly bad and got away with it. Not that she had much experience in that area anyway...

Well, Touya went out the door with Sakura smiling extra cheerily as she closed it behind it before, turning around holding herself upright with the door, blew out a long exaggerated breath and slumped down onto the floor, banging her head rather painfully against the door. She was either gunna kill herself. Or Tomoyo.

Killing Tomoyo seemed like a much better, brighter idea.

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Even later that night Sakura sat at her kitchen table again, with only the overhead lamp on, trying to untangle this enormous blob of well, when you thought of it; money. But she couldn't let herself be distracted by that, she had to concentrate on this since it was her God sent mission. Tomoyo's sent mission, but a freakin' mission all the same. She'd already had a close call after her brother had dropped by. Mrs. Taylor from down the hall had come buy her door to give her a cake she baked herself since Sakura's lover had supposedly left her. Before that however, she was untangling the necklaces when the door rang, sending Sakura into a crazy frenzy and making her through the jewellery box into the closet and make everything more worse than it was before. And to make it worse, Mrs. Taylor had added salt instead of sugar to the cake. God was truly sending her a message or something.

So she continued to carefully pull them apart and was making good progress when the phone rang.

"Ugh! Everything just shut up!" she screamed at the empty apartment after it's first ring. There was silence as she sat there until, as if taunting her, the phone rang again.

Stomping into the kitchen, picking up the phone she said a harsh "Hello." and was met with a telemarketer who wanted to sell her a new dog Poop-N-Scooper. She huffed a loud 'No.' before settling herself back into her chair, only to have that stupid phone ring again.

"Listen, whatever your selling I don't want it unless it's those earplugs those guys in airports use!" she yelled instead of the usual hello everyone uses nowadays.

"Gee, what crawled up your ass and died?" the unmistakable voice of Tomoyo, how lovely.

"What do you want." she deadpanned going back to her table.

"Just wanted to see how everything is going."

"Oh great, everything's just bunnies and rainbows." Sakura said sweetly before saying angrily,"How could you do this to me Tomoyo! I don't want this! Your enjoying yourself at your house, cuddling up with your freakin' fiance while I'm here on a one way street to die! I'm sure I was heading to a nice place up in the clouds until you ruinded my chances with the big man!" wow she felt better.

"Nice speech there pumpkin but if you remember Ben knows I helped you so if you get screwed I get screwed, so really we get screwed."

"Well if there's a we then why aren't we here together doing this!"

"You don't have to make dinner for someone now do we?" Tomoyo implied her having a fiance or she, well not.

"Yes, myself."

"Unimportant."

"Thanks, you make people all warm and fuzzy inside don't you?" Sakura stated sarcastidly

Sakura glanced over at the clock flashshing on her DVD player and saw how late it really was. Tomoyo had begun to say something but Sakura wasn't paying attention, meerly going, yeah every so often and uh-huh.

"Look Tomoyo as much I don't wanna be on the phone with you right now, I have to go and sleep because I have a life, unlike some people." she said teasing now.

"Good to know." she could hear the smile in her friends voice."I have to go to, I still have to finalize a whole bunch of things for the wedding anyway."

"Isn't your wedding in like a year?"

"You can never be too prepared."

"Good night Tomoyo, I can't add the stress of your too far away wedding to my already stress filled day. Next time get my secratary to pen you in."

"Night Kura." Tomoyo laughed before hanging up and leaving Sakura alone again.

Sakura crawled into bed after taking a calming shower when she saw that she would have to wake up in four hours for her real job. Setting her alarm to really loud was a must, Sakura thought as she began chaning the settings and pressing buttons she had no idea were for. Resulting in another hour of her fixing her clock before she finally fell asleep.

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alright then, this is good, I updated. I'm gunna try and make this a habit. Again review and tell me what you think, needs to be changed, more o something, you know how this workds. Thankies for reading!