Hello!

Before you go and decide that I am a total asshat and bring out the pitchforks, I would like to say two things.

To my returning readers(i.e. Readers from my other stories): If you read The Teenage Girl's Guide to Surviving Life, then PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! I put it on Hiatus because I just have a huge writer's block on it. I can't seem to think of how to write what comes next. I know what is going to happen, but not how. It's really annoying:(. You hear that up there? I'm yelling at you, voices of TTGGTSV! If you read The Personal Hell of a Vampire Princess, then I am happy to tell you that I have the next chapter all written out and it just needs to be typed. It should be up by tomorrow or Monday at the latest. If you read The iPod Shake, then the next chapter is in process:) People from my one-shots, hope you enjoy!

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Now, I'm going to shut up and let you read the story.

Disclaimer: For future references, I don't own Naruto. Almost got it for my birthday, but it was only a new phone.


"This is your final warning. Pull over, or we will be forced to shoot you down."

"Tch," the driver said, flicking his cigarette butt out the window. "I'd like to see you try." Shifting into second gear, he braked then hit the gas. Flipping a switch, his car gave a lurch, and in his rear-view mirror, he saw the cops falling farther and farther behind. Turning off the Nitro, he cut around a corner and ducked into an alley. He drove without his headlights, and parked halfway down. Two minutes later, the police went flying past, sirens wailing. He smirked and got out, popping a Newport between his lips. Patting his jeans, he cursed. Where the hell was his Zippo? He reopened the car door and spotted it sitting on the passenger seat. He flipped it open, making the tip of the cigarette catch fire before settling to a dull red. He took a deep breath in and relaxed.

A fist collided with his gut, making him double over and spit out his smoke. He straightened up just in time for a rough fist to plow into his face. Letting his instincts take over, he ducked under the next punch and grabbed the attacker's elbow, twisting. A sickening crack was heard, and the man let loose a howl of pain. Sasuke tossed his aside and began close combat with the next one. After catching a nasty right hook to the eye, he quickly dispatched him by blowing out the man's knee with a well-placed kick and knocked him unconscious. The first man came at him from behind, but Sasuke quickly spun around, catching the man with his left roundhouse kick. The man stumbled back, holding his nose to stop the blood flow, and collapsed near his friend. Sasuke panted slightly, trying to catch his breath.

"Hn." He smirked. "That was too easy. They didn't even-" A sharp pain interrupted him. White spots appeared behind his eyelids, and the back of his neck throbbed. Another bout of the sharp pain came again as the person behind him hit him with the metal rod for the second time. Sasuke's knees gave as he was knocked into semi-consciousness.

"Com'on, man. We gotta get outta here. The Fox's men are comin', and we don't wanna be here when tha' goes down. Put Akio in the car."

The Fox? Somewhere in the back of Sasuke's mind, that name rang bells. But he was trying to keep himself awake; he didn't worry about the bells.

"I kno', I kno'. We can take th' car an' leave th' boy. But check 'im, jus' in case he got anythin' of value." Hands started patting his front pockets, but Sasuke didn't stop him. If anything, he slipped farther into unconsciousness. He was just about to be turned over for the man to check his back pockets (where Sasuke kept his wallet and phone) when the other one called out for the one checking him to see something he found in the car.

"Look at this," he whispered. "D'ya reckon it's th' same girl?"

"Yea'. Tha' hair is recognizable anywhere. Let's ask sleepy ova there." Heavy footsteps sounded though the alley, and Sasuke's head was suddenly wrenched back by his hair; the sharp pain made him more alert. A hand slapped his cheek a couple of times. "Oi. Wake up. We're givin' ya a choice. Tell us where she is, an' we won't kill ya. Don't, an' we'll leave ya here to die." Sasuke squinted past his eyelashes, tying to make out the blurry piece of paper being waved around. No, not a piece of paper, Sasuke realized, A photo.

The girl in said photo was stunning. She stood on a beach, barefoot and toes buried in the white sand. Her legs were bare except for a pair of short cutoffs, and they were lightly tanned. A loose, green tank-top adorned her torso, a tight, white one worn under it. Her shoulder-length hair was tangled in the wind, and she was pushing it back with her left hand, a diamond ring glinted in the sun. Her right hand was wrapped around her waist as she smiled, dark pink lips stretched wide. A stud was in her tiny nose, and her eyes were soft and happy. A large flower was behind her right ear.

Wishing you were here. Love you!-Tenshi was written on the back.

"Never," he choked out. A fist collided with his face.

"Tell us."

"Fuck you." A foot met his ribs. He shut his eyes at the pain and locked his jaw. He heard them asking another question, but he didn't answer. A sharp blow to the head was what he received. They didn't get to ask another for a low rumble pierced the night. He heard the two men loud and clear now.

"Shit, man! Tha's Fox's car! We gotta get outta here!" Both men took off down the alley, leaving Sasuke on the ground and the car wide open. Another car pulled up next to him, and what sounded like two men got out. The one closest to him approached his prone figure while the other started his car.

"Damn, teme. What did you get yourself into this time?" Sasuke didn't answer for he had already passed out.


Sasuke opened his eyes, half expecting to be staring at the clear, blue sky between two factory building and laying on the cold, hard ground of the alley, missing his shoes, his car, and anything of value. What he didn't expect at all, though, was to be staring at a grungy, old stone ceiling with blinding white lights hanging down and laying on a leather couch with all his belongings on him. He blinked, turning his head to the table in front of him. His car keys, his phone, his wallet, his shoes, and his picture were all there. He sat up, rubbing his face twice with his hands. Where the hell was he?

"I see you're awake."

He blinked again. A woman was standing in front of him, wiping her hands in a towel. She wore oil-splattered Bermuda shorts, a pair of ratty flip-flops, and a plaid shirt tied in the front at her waist, revealing the ring in her naval. Her indigo hair was pulled back into a bun, and her pale lavender eyes were wary. She stuck her hand out. "I'm Hinata."

"Sasuke," he said, shaking her hand. She straightened up and blew her bangs out her eyes. "I'll go get Fox. You can just stay-"

"I'll come as well," he said, rising. She frowned and shot a look at a doorway to the right. He knew that she was being cautious. She was a mechanic, and mechanics don't let anyone near their shops unless they explicitly trust them. It was like trading Soviet spy secrets. "Don't worry," he chuckled. "My wi—girlfriend is a mechanic. I don't spill secrets." She relaxed slightly after that, but still was wary. They walked over to the door and she pulled a bobby-pin from her hair, shimming it into the lock. She grinned sheepishly. "Lost the key." He nodded and followed her into the next room.

It was a mechanic's paradise. The most recent tools were placed into large, shiny red toolboxes around the room; the hottest cars were on lifts, additions being made to make them run smoother. Hinata walked though all this without stopping; she seemed unfazed by this. Sasuke's long and easy lope matched her quick-paced steps easily. They came to a door with security-glass on the other side of the room. Hinata opened it and stuck her head in.

"You want him now, or later?" she asked.

"Bring him in now," a cheerful voice responded. He knew that perky voice anywhere. It was the voice of one-

"Morning, teme!"

-Uzumaki Naruto.

Sasuke smirked. "Dobe." Naruto's face screwed up slightly, but he didn't say anything. He simply stood and walked around the desk. He stuck his hand out briskly, like this was some kind of business deal. Sasuke took his hand, face as apathetic as ever. But as soon as their hands locked, Naruto grinned and pulled Sasuke into one of those guy-hugs. Sasuke pulled back after a couple of seconds and looked at Naruto.

"It's good to see you, teme," the blonde said, patting his friend's shoulder. Sasuke nodded his head once in agreement. Naruto turned to Hinata and grabbed her hand. "So," he drawled, a slow grin moving across his face. "I'd like you to meet Hinata Hyuga. My fiance."

Sasuke blinked. "You're getting married, dobe?"

"You know, you aren't the only one allowed to!" Naruto shot a glare at the dark-haired man.

"So, I didn't hear wrong," Hinata cut in. "You cut off before you said wife earlier, switching to girlfriend." She cocked a brow. "Why?"

Naruto patted her hand gently. "Sasuke is always like that. He used to be ANBU." Her eyes grew wide, and she opened her mouth to ask the question Sasuke knew was coming.

"Wh-"

"Hinata! Honey, I'm home!"

Naruto and Hinata jumped while Sasuke tensed. But then Hinata sighed and moved towards the door. Sasuke's eyes swiveled to Naruto, who merely waved him off.

"Loosen up, teme. It's just the rest of the team." He opened the door and stepped out into what seemed like a party. Hinata was joining three other girls who were making margaritas and dancing to the beat of the song that was pouring out the speakers. The one with the long, purple hair saw Sasuke coming out of the door behind Naruto and grabbed Hinata's arm.

"Who's the hunk of man-meat coming out of Naruto's office? You know, if I wasn't with Gaara, I'd tap that." She trailed her eyes down his body, sizing him up. "Maybe Gaara won't mind if I say it's for educational purposes only. You know," she licked her lips, "testing the waters." Hinata rolled her eyes at her friend, who was hornier than rabbits in April.

"Sorry to tell you, Matsuri, but he's got a wife."

Matsuri looked at Hinata like she was crazy. "Is she here? Because if she is, I don't see her. What little wifey don't know, won't hurt her."

Hinata sighed. "You aren't going to have a chance with him. His wife, she's beautiful." At Matsuri's questioning glance, she explained that she had seen a picture of the woman. After describing the woman to her, Matsuri was wide-eyed.

She whistled. "Wow. She sounds like supermodel material. Exotic. Man, and I thought I was unique. You know, purple hair, golden brown eyes. Do you know her name?"

"Nope. All the picture was signed was Tenshi. I think that's what he calls her, because she may be as beautiful as an angel, but I have a feeling that isn't her name." Hinata sipped her drink.

"Damn."

"What are you damning about over here?" A brown haired beauty slung her arms around the two girls. She caught sight of Sasuke and her jaw dropped slightly. "Damn. Now I see what you were damning about. He is one hot piece of ass. Think he has a girlfriend?"

"Married," Hinata and Matsuri chorused. Tenten whistled.

"Damn shame that is," she said. She was slapped in the back of the head by the blonde in their group. "What the hell, Temari?"

"Stop checking out other girls' guys. You don't know what she does. She could be a cop and have gun. Shoot us all down." Hinata shook his head.

"He said she was a mechanic. That's how he convinced me to let him walk through my shop. He said he doesn't spill secrets. I'm pretty sure he learned that from her." All the girls pondered that. If she was a mechanic, where was she?


As the women were talking, the men were having a discussion themselves. Naruto had brought Sasuke over to meet the rest of the "team", as he had called them.

"Hey, guys!" Naruto grinned and waved. They all nodded or grunted their hellos. "This," he started, "is Sasuke. I think he'll make a great addition to the team."

"What team, Naruto?" The one against the wall grumbled. He ran his hair through his messy, red hair. "We don't have enough people, and tomorrow in the start of the final three day mark. Unless you are hiding a lot more people in that obnoxious orange car you drive, we aren't competing."

Sasuke looked at the redhead. "What are you guys trying to compete in?"

"You didn't even tell him?" The man who asked shook his head. "You are ridiculous."

"First of all, Gaara, why the hell would I only show you one person if I'm hiding a ton more in my car? And second, you guys came in before I got to explain it to him, Shikamaru. So, shut the fuck up." Naruto turned to Sasuke. "I need your help."

"Like I didn't figure that out," Sasuke deadpanned. The long-haired male rolled his eyes.

"He's rude. Perfect. Just what we need."

"Are you a precision driver, Neji? No? I didn't think so," Naruto growled.

"Why do you need a precision driver, dobe?" Sasuke was actually intrigued. What was Naruto planning? "Are we pulling off another heist?"

"Something like that," Naruto muttered. "I really need two precision drivers, but one will have to do. There's this race. The Underground's running it." Sasuke nodded. If was something that involved Naruto putting together a team, then The Underground was obviously behind it. "It's called the World Heist."

"Of course," Sasuke muttered.

"Prize money's one billion." Sasuke looked at Naruto, who was dead serious. "But the catch is that the race is across four continents. Three teams will be chosen to compete for the money, but the time limit's only two weeks. It's pretty big. Preliminaries are in three days, and at that time, you have to have a whole team in order to enter."

"How many on a team?"

"Twenty," Shikamaru said, yawning. "We have eight here, nine including you if you're going to do it, and two more are on their way. So, we have ten-"

"Eleven."

"-eleven." Shikamaru corrected, looking at Sasuke. "But something tells me that you won't do this unless we follow your conditions." Sasuke smirked and shrugged.

"Tell me more about the team."

"Well, each team has twenty people, divided into ten pairs. Each pair has to have a mechanic and a driver. We sign up in three days, listing all the things we are bringing with us at that moment in time. Then we have two days after being chosen to get ready for the race that's going to start in Tokyo. I don't understand one thing, though." Shikamaru furrowed his eyebrows. "Why two weeks? Are we supposed to take out the other teams while we race to the last continent? Or do we have tasks? It's confusing." He sighed, rubbing his temples. "I don't know why I'm even trying to figure it out. We only have eleven people. We aren't going to find nine more in one day."

"What if you don't need to find nine more?" Sasuke asked. They all looked at him.

"What are you talking about?" Neji was frowning. "Of course we need to find nine more." Sasuke was shaking his head, chuckling. He looked at all of them, and one question.

"Do you know who I am?" They all blinked.

"No," Gaara said. "We don't. And you know this, so why are you asking us? Instead of messing with us, why don't you just tell us?"

"Because," Sasuke started, "I need you all to agree to helping me with one task before I tell you who I am. I can't tell you what it is," he said before they could ask, "but I can tell you this: if you help me, you get ten people. That's including me. If you don't, I walk away with my car and my people." he could see the cogs turning in Shikamaru's head. The hazel-eyed man nodded to the other two.

"It can't be that bad," he said. Sasuke smirked. "We'll help you," Shikamaru said.

"Good. I'm Uchiha Sasuke." Gaara froze, Neji hit his forehead, and Shikamaru groaned.

"Fuck." Neji glared at Shikamaru. "We're probably going to go rob the Queen of England now."

"No." They looked at him. "Just bust someone out of ANBU control." He looked at his Rolex. "Dobe, where's your TV?" Naruto pointing to the office. Sasuke nodded, and headed that way. He stopped and gestured to the girls. "Them too." The girls exchanged looks but followed anyway. Sasuke took Naruto's chair and flipped to the news. The opening music was just ending.

"Good evening. My name's Mitarashi Anko, and I'm here to bring you today's top stories." The camera closed in on her and she looked up. "Tonight, authorities have told me that after five years of evading capture, professional criminal Inuzuka Kiba has finally been caught and put on trial. Just this afternoon, the jury members went to vote and came right back out, marking the fastest decision to date. The one trial it beat was the trial of his own step-father, Hatake Kakashi, who died in late September two years ago. Inuzuka was found guilty of all charges, some of which were Grand Theft Auto, armed robbery, and manslaughter. They say that Inuzuka will be facing 25 to life with no chance for parole. With his capture, he has officially been pushed from the top spot on ANBU's Most Wanted, and the person to take his place is none other than Uchiha Sakura nee Haruno, his step-sister. She is wanted for Grand Theft Auto, armed robbery, and manslaughter. She is, at this moment, missing, and her step-brother refuses to cooperate in any aspect on his step-sister's location. Now that Uchiha has been pushed up to number one, her husband, Uchiha Sasuke, takes spot number two. Formerly ANBU, he is wanted for treason, armed robbery, Grand Theft Auto, and manslaughter. He is also missing at this moment. We asked ANBU Officer Uchiha Itachi, Uchiha Sasuke's older brother, how he feels about the fact that the rest of his family is now at the top of the Most Wanted list. He refused to answer and said to speak with the leader of ANBU. Now, onto other stories, late last night-" Sasuke cut off the TV. Everyone was stunned into silence. Well, everyone except Naruto.

Naruto swore. "Damn Kiba! Didn't we tell him to hide? How the hell was he caught?" Naruto began pacing, swearing every once in a while. Hinata was shaken up when she caught Naruto's arm.

"You knew?" Naruto looked at her. "You knew he killed someone?"

"He didn't," Naruto said. "We lost a good spy that day. Choji was ANBU with Sasuke, and when he tried to cross over to our side of the gun fight, ANBU members shot him down. Sasuke, on reflex, shot at the officer and he fell. He was using Sakura's gun since his ran out. Some say they saw Sasuke shoot, but it was Sakura's bullet in the man's shoulder. And the man died because of an infection, but they said it was manslaughter so their medics don't get in trouble."

Hinata looked at Sasuke. "Is this true?"

He nodded. "I trained Choji myself. That's why I shot on reflex. Don't hesitate is the first rule you learn. Protect your own is the next. And I did just that." Hinata bit her lip.

"I'm sorry."

"No." He rose. "It's not your fault." He walked over to them. "We need to break Kiba out."

"Out of ANBU prison?" Temari asked. "You're nuts. It hasn't been done."

"It has actually. But we aren't going after the prison. We're going after the transport bus. I've got a plan. But after this, nobody can get caught again." Naruto looked up.

"They're helping?" Sasuke nodded. Naruto grinned. "Sweet!"


"You've got yourself in some deep shit, Kiba." Said man looked up, and grinned.

"You will be in it, too, if you let someone see you talking to me, Itachi." Said ANBU rolled his eyes.

"I'm already in deep shit for letting Sasuke escape." Kiba laughed.

"Hell yeah, you are. I heard some douche saying that you're going to be charged with treason next." He cut his eyes slyly to the man who was like an older brother to him. "You don't happen to know what he's talking about, do you?"

"If you are trying to allude that I'm going to let you go, you're sadly mistaken," Itachi said. Kiba nodded.

"Worth a try," he joked.

"You know where imouto is, Kiba?" Itachi's black eyes were suddenly staring at him. He looked back defiantly.

"Of course. But why would I tell you?" Itachi looked up at the ceiling, leaning his head against the bars.

"Good question."

"Well, duh. It's dog-boy," a new voice said. Both males looked over to see a blonde walking over, an assault rifle on his shoulder. He brushed the blonde bangs out of his eyes. "Pig says hi, Kiba. She also said some other stuff, but I don't think Itachi wants to hear it." Itachi snorted.

"I'm pretty sure I don't want to, Deidara." Deidara smiled and kissed Itachi on the cheek. He turned to the man in the cell.

"Ready to become my bitch?"

"Uh, no," Kiba deadpanned. "Wouldn't want to take Itachi's place." He grinned. Itachi snorted again and looked at him.

"It's more like the other way around." Kiba started howling with laughter at Deidara's appalled face.

"It is not!"

"Um, yeah. It is."

"Actually, if you want to get technical, I wasn't the one on bottom yesterday." Kiba sobered up and pulled a face.

"Ew! That's gross. I really don't want to know that about my brother."

"You aren't my brother," Itachi snapped. Deidara was already strolling away, back straight and his rifle in his hand. Soft footsteps were approaching. Kiba leaned back and laughed.

"Yeah, you're right. I'm not your brother. Because if I was, you'd probably just let me off. Turn the key in the lock and let me run out of here." Kiba sneered.

"Shut the fuck up," Itachi snarled, but the amusement in his eyes was hard to mistake. Kiba knew what caused that. Just like Kiba knew who was coming.

"Uchiha!" Itachi straightened up. The female came around the corner. She glared at the man. "Why are you speaking to the prisoner?"

"Just putting him in his place," he replied stiffly. She raised an eyebrow. "He called me his brother, and I told him I'm not. I may have been at one point in time, before he turned into the criminal behind me, but I'm not anymore." She seemed satisfied at his answer.

"Good." He relaxed a little bit. "At least you aren't making the same mistake as last time. I wish you had this attitude with your real brother. He's the one we really need to get. Fucking betrayer. Bastard doesn't deserve to live," she spat. "You can go. I'll watch him." Itachi was holding back from killing her on the spot, but that didn't mean Kiba had to. He waited until Itachi was around the corner and she was close enough to the bars, and he attacked. He leaped at her, arms shooting past the metal bars and grabbing a hand-full of black hair. He wrenched it back and slammed her head into the metal, breaking open the skin. His other hand went around her throat, easily crushing her windpipe. She struggled against him, hands clawing at his. Her nails cut four large gashes in his hand, and he swore, squeezing her throat tighter. She opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out. He chuckled darkly. Using the hand around her throat to keep her pinned to the bars, the hand holding her hair made it's way down her body, squeezing her breast once and then resting on her hip.

"You want to call my brother a bastard? Do you know what he calls you?" he questioned in her ear. "He calls you a whore," he breathed, "because you used to throw yourself at him while he was married. I think I should make that accusation come true, don't you?" His hand popped open the button on her ANBU pants. Her eyes widened and she struggled against him. The tips of his fingers traced the top of her panties before she started slamming her fist on the bars, making a loud ringing sound. He swore and buttoned her pants one-handed and pushed her away from the bars. She stumbled and he went back to sitting on the bench in his cell. Itachi and Deidara came running from opposite directions. Deidara helped the woman up while Itachi trained his gun on Kiba. She started stuttering.

"H-h-he tried to r-r-rape me-e," she gasped out, massaging her throat. Deidara raised his gun as well.

"We've got him from here," Deidara reassured. "Go on and make a report." She nodded and stumbled off, holding the wall. Once her footsteps were no longer audible, the guys lowered their guns

"What did you do?" Itachi asked.

"I gave her a scare. I grabbed her by her hair and started choking her. Then I told her that if she wanted to call Sasuke a bastard, I'll make her out to be what Sasuke called her. A whore. Then I unbuttoned her pants and ran my fingertips over the top of her panties." He shuddered. "I'm never doing anything like that again. It seemed like a good idea at the time, give her a little scare. But I felt wrong, and I can't help but see somebody doing that to Saki or Ino." He shuddered again, this time joined by both ANBU.

"Kiba, you need to stop acting so rash. That's how you got stuck here in the first place." Deidara sighed. "I know you feel bad about doing that now, but you need to think. Please Kiba." Kiba nodded.

"I'm sorry, guys. That was wrong of me."

"It was," Itachi agreed, "but at least you feel bad about it. Never again, though." Kiba raised his right hand.

"I promise," he said. Itachi nodded. He checked his watch and swore.

"Come on." He unlocked the cell and slapped handcuffs on Kiba. "The bus getting ready to load." The three men walked down the hall. Kiba looked around.

"I got a question," he stated. They looked at him. "What car?"

"Charger and Challenger," Itachi said. Kiba looked surprised.

"Naruto, too?" They nodded. Kiba whistled.

"Damn. They must really miss me."


"How much longer?" Kiba called from his seat. Itachi growled and gripped the steering wheel tighter. Deidara whacked him in the back of the head.

"It'll happen when it happens." Nobody noticed that Deidara wasn't talking about getting to the prison. Besides him and Deidara, there was four other guards on the bus. Normally three would be fine, two patrolling and one driving, but the court thought with Kiba on the bus, something was going to happen. They didn't know how right they were. Itachi checked the rear-view mirror quickly, hoping that he would see a glimpse of his brother's Charger. But no such luck.

"Stop checking so much," the guard closest to him said. This was Sasori, the third guard who was in their little brigade of traitors. He had been around them since Itachi was 16, and helped train Sasuke when he came into ANBU. Kiba was going to be admitted as well, but then Kakashi's trial came up, and Kiba was charged with aiding a criminal. Sasori was helping them pull off this breakout.

"Can't help it," Itachi muttered. "Kiba's driving me up a wall."

"Actually," Deidara remarked as he passed, "You're driving him down a road." Itachi shot a glare at him and he hurried off. Sasori snickered.

"That shut him up," he commented. Itachi rolled his eyes.

"Yeah. I was hop-" But he was cut off by a engine's roar. He glanced at the rear-view mirror and smirked. Sasuke's Charger was coming around the bus and Naruto's Challenger rode it's bumper. Sasuke sped up, shooting straight past the bus and cutting in front of it. He revved his engine and went faster. Suddenly, he hit the brakes and spun the wheel, doing a complete 180. He then started driving straight at the bus. At the last possible second, he swerved, pulling the Charger's passenger side towards the bus. Itachi went to swerved around it, giving Sasuke the perfect opportunity to go forward and flip the bus over.

Itachi took off his seat belt, turned into the aisle, and grab Kiba, who was already at the front. Itachi pulled the handle to open the door, and both men jumped out. Sasori had gone with Deidara out the back, getting into Naruto's car. The men hit the ground rolling, and the bus flipped once—twice—three times before settling on it's side. A low rumble came from beside them. Sasuke pushed open the door. "Get in." Kiba got in the back while Itachi took the passenger seat. Sasuke U-turned and sped away from the crash site.


This was fun to write. Except for the part with Kiba. I felt like I made him too evil in that moment. But at least he felt remorse:)

I have the second chapter in progress. It's like halfway done, and then I'm going to write the third. If I do it like that, I may update every week. Probably on Sunday. I'm going to do that for my other stories as well. So, wish me luck!

Review. It makes me happier, and when I'm happy, I write. It's proven by science:)