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Ranma½. Thank you for your time and enjoy the story!~~~
~*~*~*Also...I highly recommend reading the previous chapters to this... "Please don't Leave me" those include the prologue and the first chapter...you CAN read this... but you might be confused as to what is going on...~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chpt2: Emotions
Five minutes seemed to pass like eternity for Ranma as he sat next to Akane in the ambulance. He had seen Akane go through a lot since he first met with her those many years ago. She was a tough girl, but seeing her like this made him realize...she's still only human, with your normal human body. The stretcher, the straps and braces seemed to engulf Akane's small female body. Her body remained still and lifeless, like a child's doll, as the two paramedics swarmed over her.
Akane did however, show small signs of vital life. It was enough to give Ranma hope. Some slight movement of the head, a small silent groan, or a small squeeze of his hand; it was enough to put a smile on Ranma's face. He looked at Akane, telling her everything would be alright...whether or not she could hear him. A few tears trickled down his face, as he kept staring into Akane's lifeless face. For Akane to be alive and happy again, that was all that Ranma wanted.
After what seemed like an eternity, the ambulance finally reached the nearest local hospital. Akane was rushed out, doctors and nurses swarming all over her, giving her immediate medical attention. Ranma shakily released Akane's hand, as he followed the paramedics inside. It seemed every doctor and every nurse crowded Akane, making her completely invisible to Ranma standing on the outside. Strange things were being handed to every doctor or nurse, making Ranma's stomach churn at what he saw. Big thick needles, tubes and various hoses...all being sent to Akane in hopes to cure all.
Ranma kept being pushed aside over and over, doctors and nurses swarming over ever persistently over Akane's small fragile body. He could hear words coming from the doctor's mouths, words that made Ranma's whole world tumble upside down. Ranma cringed at the various instruments being put to Akane to try and heal all. At one point, a nurse shouted out, "Were loosing her!" and it made Ranma's whole insides just turn into knots. By this time Akane was no where in sight, as doctors had carted her off to some unknown location.
Ranma felt helpless just standing there, so he decided to head over to the cafeteria and grab a small bite to eat. He nibbled at his meat bun, not having the usual ravenous appetite he always had. With a groan, he pushed his meat bun aside, his face turning as pale as the white walls of the cafeteria. It felt as if all that was just eaten was about to come up. Ranma sighed, crossed his arms and rested his head on the table. He looked up and could see Akane smiling in front of him. He turned away, and heaved a great sigh.
Ranma sat in that same chair for almost half an hour, staring blankly at the wall, a sad depressed look on his face. A woman who had been sitting near by for the same amount of time walked to Ranma to ask if everything was alright. Ranma didn't answer, instead...heaved another sigh, continuously staring at the wall. The woman shrugged and walked away. Even here, Ranma couldn't take it. All his thoughts were just spinning around, frustrating him even more. Akane's face kept flashing in his mind, and he finally stood up and stormed out of the cafeteria.
At this point, Ranma was so frustrated he couldn't concentrate his way back to where Akane was supposedly at. He made several lefts, several rights, getting lost several times, feeling like Ryoga. He past various vending machines and various rooms, all with patients with in them. He peered into the rooms, seeing things that increased his every growing fears. By now his breathing increased and beads of sweat trickled down his face. Everything started looking the same and words and conversations became jumbled into one. His footsteps suddenly led him to a vacant hallway with a few vending machines. Ranma was so lost, confused and scared at this point, he was almost hyperventilating. Getting behind one of the vending machines, he leaned against it and fell to the floor. He leaned against the wall, curled in a ball and started to cry.
Thoughts started entering his head, increasing the doubt and fears in his mind. Every thought lead to Akane, bringing on more uncontrollable tears. How could he live with himself if Akane were to die, waking up each day, knowing he would never see Akane's gentle smile again. How could he know if Akane would grace him again with her beautiful presence? At that moment he could recall every single detail about Akane, from the smell of her hair to the touch of her skin. The very thought made Ranma's heart wrench in pain.
Ranma wasn't sure how long he had been hunched over by the vending machines, but it must have been quite a while. Ranma turned over, and rubbed the last of the sleep out of his eyes, opening them slowly, focusing in on the world around him.
"You ok son?" A tall man with frizzled white hair knelt down to Ranma's level. "You've been hunched ova theah fer quite-ah bit. Time ta git up nao...you doan wantcha self getting a bad back now do ya?"
Ranma looked up at the man, dressed in a light blue jumper, with the name "Frey" on a white name tag on his chest. The man had a utility belt...on it held various cleaning chemicals and a squeegee. Ranma assumed he was the janitor, but could care less if the man had a job to do and he was in the way. Ranma turned around and faced the wall.
"C'mon nao...I'm sure this aint a very comfortable position to be sleepin in, nor very clean. C'mon...you can go sleep in the waiting room...they have comfortable chairs there ya know."
Ranma moaned as more tears fell from his face. He sighed and slowly got up from the position he was in. He sat there for a moment, shoulders shaking slightly...droplets of water splashing to the floor below. He wiped his face and slowly stood up.
"You alright there, son? You seem awfully distraught. You goan be alright?" The man handed Ranma a handkerchief but Ranma refused. "You should dry yo tears nao...it aint a mans place too be cryin like dat. A man should be tuff an strawng, specially when da times get rough...even mo so when you got yo self a lil lady out there who loves yew and looks up to yew" The man looked up, a slight glint in his eye...as if he were reminiscing about something in the past. "specially when a-"the man said softly under his breath before he realized he was ranting "Oh...heh ...i'm sorreh...you prolly doan wounna heah mah life story. Doan mine me. You jes get on up nao. Scoot yo self on ova to one of dem nice couches. Be much betta than sleepin on da cold flo. Go on nao"
Ranma blinked a few times, staring at the old man...letting the words he had said sink into his brain. He thanked the man and headed off to the waiting room. He thought about heading up to check on Akane but he was informed that visitation hours were over. He had no choice but to wait out in the waiting room. He sat down on one of the plush couches and looked up at the clock. 9pm...he thought to himself. He had all night to wait and there was no way he was going to go back home. He was going to stay right at Akane's side until the moment she recovered.
Every moment he had ever had with Akane since their first encounter flashbacked through his mind, encircling the words the old man had said. Ranma was too stubborn and pig-headed to ever notice Akane's reactions. He never noticed how she blushed after a compliment was received from him, never noticed how she cried to him every time he returned from a dangerous venture, which everyone thought he would never return. Even though Akane's cooking was always sub par, she always tried her hardest and would ask for Ranma's opinion first, much to his dismay. He never realized that it was always he Akane would run to.
"And I was too stupid to see that! I was too stubborn to admit it to myself!" Ranma said to himself, bringing his knees up and placing his head between them. He tried not to cry like the man said, but he couldn't help it.
As the hours went buy, Ranma tried for some sleep but found it inevitable. He heard the various doctors being paged over the intercom, and the various hospital staff bustling about like an army of ants. Ranma constantly got up and paced the large waiting room, a few times stepping outside through the large automatic doors for a breath of fresh air. His thoughts were constantly on Akane, with his heart scarred deeply. His tears wouldn't stop, almost as if someone had opened the flood gates to his eyes. He was so lost in confusion he didn't know what to do.
He stopped for a moment as he tried to collect his thoughts. He had never felt like this before, and the feeling scared him, even for a bit.
"Why can't I stop thinking about Akane!" he cried, sitting down on one of the soft plush couches. "I know I have a right to be concerned...but why won't the pain go away when ever I bring Akane to my mind! Why does it hurt so much when I think that Akane could die!"
Near by, an old lady had sat down next to him. She was wearing headphones on, and listening to her music way to loud. Unable to think straight, Ranma decided to listen in on the old lady's music, hoping it would get his mind off certain things. Ranma picked up the song in his ears and sat there listening to the last 1/2 of it.
"...The doctor says the baby's fine
but you'll have to leave
cause his mommas fading fast
and Johnny hit his knees and there he prayed
Take the very breath you gave me
Take the heart from my chest
I'll gladly take her place if you'll let me
Make this my last request
Take me out of this world
God please don't take the girl..."
He heard the song and tears streamed down his cheeks. Hearing it, summed up pretty much what he wanted. He would give anything to make sure Akane lived, even if it meant being sent to heaven in her place. He didn't know why he was feeling all these emotions, all the pain and all the sorrow. He just wanted the pain and the suffering to just go away, but most of all, he wanted Akane to live.
Ranma looked up to a tissue being handed to him. He was greeted with a smile as an old lady sat next to him. He smiled back weakly and took the tissue and dabbed his eyes. He looked back at the old lady and recognized her as the one who was sitting near by with the loud headphones on. The old lady sighed and smiled; Ranma turned her direction to see a few tears fall from her cheeks. The old lady turned to Ranma and smiled again.
"You heard my song didn't you?" The old lady asked. Ranma kept his head down in embarrassment. "No, it's ok young man. I have bad hearing in my left ear so sometimes I have to turn up the volume." The old lady wiped a tear away. "And yes that song makes me cry to. I got a daughter up there in labor and it isn't going to well. It's been almost half a day" The old lady looked up the stairs.
"I'm...sorry to hear that" Ranma muttered
"It's alright. I know she'll pull through. She is MY daughter...after all. She has my blood! I gave birth to HER, and if I can do that, she can do this too" The old lady smiled proudly.
Ranma laughed slightly, before going back to his depressed state of being.
"Now tell me, what's a tough guy like you crying over here for? I know it can't be because the song was sad. You don't look like the emotional type. You must have someone up there as well or you wouldn't be crying so."
"..." Ranma remained silent
"It's alright. You don't have to say anything. I can see it in your eyes; the way your tears flowed. You have someone very special to you up there in one of those rooms. Someone who means a lot to you."
To Ranma's surprise, he felt a warmth spread to his cheeks.
"Your face even tells me. It's more than just someone." The old lady looked up and smiled. "It's hard to see someone go through times like this, especially when it is some one you love."
"Someone...you...love?" Ranma looked at the woman questioningly.
"Oh come now, it's written all over your little face. You've got your girl up there you love and your worried she may not make it through."
Again, Ranma kept his head down. "I...I..."
"If you love this girl, you pray for her well being. Let me tell you something my mother once told me. She said to me, 'Nari....no matter how tough the times may seem , love will always be there waiting for you at the end of the tunnel, for love is the strongest power of them all.' It really puzzled me as a child because my parents were very strong. We owned our own dojo and my parents were skilled in martial arts. I always thought 'how can a feeling be stronger than force and the martial arts?' It wasn't till I met my dear Yokoda when it all fell into place. You remember that. Remember that the power of love is the strongest bond there is."
"Nari-san!" A nurse waved over to the lady. "Great news! Naomi just gave birth to a bouncing baby boy! He was a whooping 9 pounder! You must be so excited!"
"How is she?" Nari asked the nurse
"She is doing just fine. Just really exhausted. A few days in the hospital and she will be just fine."
Nari jumped up with excitement and bent over and hugged Ranma. She kissed him excitedly on the cheek several times causing Ranma to blush in embarrassment. She grabbed a small bag of chocolates she had sitting next to her, shifted through it and handed Ranma a small heart shaped foil wrapped chocolate. Ranma looked up at her and smiled.
"Congratulations" Ranma said as he accepted the offer of chocolate. Ranma stared at the chocolate, and then looked up at the old woman who winked at him. She jumped off excitedly and handed a piece of chocolate to everyone she came in contact with, announcing of her grandsons birth.
He stared at the chocolate again, on it read "I Love you". The word of the kind old woman echoed through his head over and over. Ranma stared back up at the stairs, a questioning look on his face. He blinked a few times, all of a sudden his thoughts and emotions spinning around him like a tornado. Ranma fell onto one of the couches, putting his head between his knees.
"So this is why it hurts so much?" Ranma sighed, a tear falling from his face. "Akane's always been in danger before, but it has never pained me this much before. If I were to lose Akane, I don't know what I would do. Akane" Ranma looked up the stairs "Please...don't die" A few more tears fell down his face. He sighed and rested his head against a pillow on the couch, sprawled out and closed his eyes. His heart was finally in place, the spinning agony of confusion was gone and for the first time the entire night, he was able to finally rest easy.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Thanks for waiting for the this! I know you all have wanted to know what happens! I have been busy and stressed...so getting this up took a while. But it is finally up! I hope you like! Please R+r...if I don't' get r+r saying you want more and you want to find out what happens next...I assume none of you care to have more chapters posted...I like to hear R+R saying you want more...other wise what is my incentive to keep writing more? So if all of you like this and you want more chapters to find out what happens next...you have to let me know! Thanks!...please hang in there for new chapters...I can't guarantee speedy posts on my chapters...I do have school 2 you know...and I leave for vacation Friday for a one week cruise to mexico with meh sis! So bear with me as I post chapters as fast as my life lets me! BAI BAI! ~*~*~*~*~*~
~*~*~*Also...I highly recommend reading the previous chapters to this... "Please don't Leave me" those include the prologue and the first chapter...you CAN read this... but you might be confused as to what is going on...~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chpt2: Emotions
Five minutes seemed to pass like eternity for Ranma as he sat next to Akane in the ambulance. He had seen Akane go through a lot since he first met with her those many years ago. She was a tough girl, but seeing her like this made him realize...she's still only human, with your normal human body. The stretcher, the straps and braces seemed to engulf Akane's small female body. Her body remained still and lifeless, like a child's doll, as the two paramedics swarmed over her.
Akane did however, show small signs of vital life. It was enough to give Ranma hope. Some slight movement of the head, a small silent groan, or a small squeeze of his hand; it was enough to put a smile on Ranma's face. He looked at Akane, telling her everything would be alright...whether or not she could hear him. A few tears trickled down his face, as he kept staring into Akane's lifeless face. For Akane to be alive and happy again, that was all that Ranma wanted.
After what seemed like an eternity, the ambulance finally reached the nearest local hospital. Akane was rushed out, doctors and nurses swarming all over her, giving her immediate medical attention. Ranma shakily released Akane's hand, as he followed the paramedics inside. It seemed every doctor and every nurse crowded Akane, making her completely invisible to Ranma standing on the outside. Strange things were being handed to every doctor or nurse, making Ranma's stomach churn at what he saw. Big thick needles, tubes and various hoses...all being sent to Akane in hopes to cure all.
Ranma kept being pushed aside over and over, doctors and nurses swarming over ever persistently over Akane's small fragile body. He could hear words coming from the doctor's mouths, words that made Ranma's whole world tumble upside down. Ranma cringed at the various instruments being put to Akane to try and heal all. At one point, a nurse shouted out, "Were loosing her!" and it made Ranma's whole insides just turn into knots. By this time Akane was no where in sight, as doctors had carted her off to some unknown location.
Ranma felt helpless just standing there, so he decided to head over to the cafeteria and grab a small bite to eat. He nibbled at his meat bun, not having the usual ravenous appetite he always had. With a groan, he pushed his meat bun aside, his face turning as pale as the white walls of the cafeteria. It felt as if all that was just eaten was about to come up. Ranma sighed, crossed his arms and rested his head on the table. He looked up and could see Akane smiling in front of him. He turned away, and heaved a great sigh.
Ranma sat in that same chair for almost half an hour, staring blankly at the wall, a sad depressed look on his face. A woman who had been sitting near by for the same amount of time walked to Ranma to ask if everything was alright. Ranma didn't answer, instead...heaved another sigh, continuously staring at the wall. The woman shrugged and walked away. Even here, Ranma couldn't take it. All his thoughts were just spinning around, frustrating him even more. Akane's face kept flashing in his mind, and he finally stood up and stormed out of the cafeteria.
At this point, Ranma was so frustrated he couldn't concentrate his way back to where Akane was supposedly at. He made several lefts, several rights, getting lost several times, feeling like Ryoga. He past various vending machines and various rooms, all with patients with in them. He peered into the rooms, seeing things that increased his every growing fears. By now his breathing increased and beads of sweat trickled down his face. Everything started looking the same and words and conversations became jumbled into one. His footsteps suddenly led him to a vacant hallway with a few vending machines. Ranma was so lost, confused and scared at this point, he was almost hyperventilating. Getting behind one of the vending machines, he leaned against it and fell to the floor. He leaned against the wall, curled in a ball and started to cry.
Thoughts started entering his head, increasing the doubt and fears in his mind. Every thought lead to Akane, bringing on more uncontrollable tears. How could he live with himself if Akane were to die, waking up each day, knowing he would never see Akane's gentle smile again. How could he know if Akane would grace him again with her beautiful presence? At that moment he could recall every single detail about Akane, from the smell of her hair to the touch of her skin. The very thought made Ranma's heart wrench in pain.
Ranma wasn't sure how long he had been hunched over by the vending machines, but it must have been quite a while. Ranma turned over, and rubbed the last of the sleep out of his eyes, opening them slowly, focusing in on the world around him.
"You ok son?" A tall man with frizzled white hair knelt down to Ranma's level. "You've been hunched ova theah fer quite-ah bit. Time ta git up nao...you doan wantcha self getting a bad back now do ya?"
Ranma looked up at the man, dressed in a light blue jumper, with the name "Frey" on a white name tag on his chest. The man had a utility belt...on it held various cleaning chemicals and a squeegee. Ranma assumed he was the janitor, but could care less if the man had a job to do and he was in the way. Ranma turned around and faced the wall.
"C'mon nao...I'm sure this aint a very comfortable position to be sleepin in, nor very clean. C'mon...you can go sleep in the waiting room...they have comfortable chairs there ya know."
Ranma moaned as more tears fell from his face. He sighed and slowly got up from the position he was in. He sat there for a moment, shoulders shaking slightly...droplets of water splashing to the floor below. He wiped his face and slowly stood up.
"You alright there, son? You seem awfully distraught. You goan be alright?" The man handed Ranma a handkerchief but Ranma refused. "You should dry yo tears nao...it aint a mans place too be cryin like dat. A man should be tuff an strawng, specially when da times get rough...even mo so when you got yo self a lil lady out there who loves yew and looks up to yew" The man looked up, a slight glint in his eye...as if he were reminiscing about something in the past. "specially when a-"the man said softly under his breath before he realized he was ranting "Oh...heh ...i'm sorreh...you prolly doan wounna heah mah life story. Doan mine me. You jes get on up nao. Scoot yo self on ova to one of dem nice couches. Be much betta than sleepin on da cold flo. Go on nao"
Ranma blinked a few times, staring at the old man...letting the words he had said sink into his brain. He thanked the man and headed off to the waiting room. He thought about heading up to check on Akane but he was informed that visitation hours were over. He had no choice but to wait out in the waiting room. He sat down on one of the plush couches and looked up at the clock. 9pm...he thought to himself. He had all night to wait and there was no way he was going to go back home. He was going to stay right at Akane's side until the moment she recovered.
Every moment he had ever had with Akane since their first encounter flashbacked through his mind, encircling the words the old man had said. Ranma was too stubborn and pig-headed to ever notice Akane's reactions. He never noticed how she blushed after a compliment was received from him, never noticed how she cried to him every time he returned from a dangerous venture, which everyone thought he would never return. Even though Akane's cooking was always sub par, she always tried her hardest and would ask for Ranma's opinion first, much to his dismay. He never realized that it was always he Akane would run to.
"And I was too stupid to see that! I was too stubborn to admit it to myself!" Ranma said to himself, bringing his knees up and placing his head between them. He tried not to cry like the man said, but he couldn't help it.
As the hours went buy, Ranma tried for some sleep but found it inevitable. He heard the various doctors being paged over the intercom, and the various hospital staff bustling about like an army of ants. Ranma constantly got up and paced the large waiting room, a few times stepping outside through the large automatic doors for a breath of fresh air. His thoughts were constantly on Akane, with his heart scarred deeply. His tears wouldn't stop, almost as if someone had opened the flood gates to his eyes. He was so lost in confusion he didn't know what to do.
He stopped for a moment as he tried to collect his thoughts. He had never felt like this before, and the feeling scared him, even for a bit.
"Why can't I stop thinking about Akane!" he cried, sitting down on one of the soft plush couches. "I know I have a right to be concerned...but why won't the pain go away when ever I bring Akane to my mind! Why does it hurt so much when I think that Akane could die!"
Near by, an old lady had sat down next to him. She was wearing headphones on, and listening to her music way to loud. Unable to think straight, Ranma decided to listen in on the old lady's music, hoping it would get his mind off certain things. Ranma picked up the song in his ears and sat there listening to the last 1/2 of it.
"...The doctor says the baby's fine
but you'll have to leave
cause his mommas fading fast
and Johnny hit his knees and there he prayed
Take the very breath you gave me
Take the heart from my chest
I'll gladly take her place if you'll let me
Make this my last request
Take me out of this world
God please don't take the girl..."
He heard the song and tears streamed down his cheeks. Hearing it, summed up pretty much what he wanted. He would give anything to make sure Akane lived, even if it meant being sent to heaven in her place. He didn't know why he was feeling all these emotions, all the pain and all the sorrow. He just wanted the pain and the suffering to just go away, but most of all, he wanted Akane to live.
Ranma looked up to a tissue being handed to him. He was greeted with a smile as an old lady sat next to him. He smiled back weakly and took the tissue and dabbed his eyes. He looked back at the old lady and recognized her as the one who was sitting near by with the loud headphones on. The old lady sighed and smiled; Ranma turned her direction to see a few tears fall from her cheeks. The old lady turned to Ranma and smiled again.
"You heard my song didn't you?" The old lady asked. Ranma kept his head down in embarrassment. "No, it's ok young man. I have bad hearing in my left ear so sometimes I have to turn up the volume." The old lady wiped a tear away. "And yes that song makes me cry to. I got a daughter up there in labor and it isn't going to well. It's been almost half a day" The old lady looked up the stairs.
"I'm...sorry to hear that" Ranma muttered
"It's alright. I know she'll pull through. She is MY daughter...after all. She has my blood! I gave birth to HER, and if I can do that, she can do this too" The old lady smiled proudly.
Ranma laughed slightly, before going back to his depressed state of being.
"Now tell me, what's a tough guy like you crying over here for? I know it can't be because the song was sad. You don't look like the emotional type. You must have someone up there as well or you wouldn't be crying so."
"..." Ranma remained silent
"It's alright. You don't have to say anything. I can see it in your eyes; the way your tears flowed. You have someone very special to you up there in one of those rooms. Someone who means a lot to you."
To Ranma's surprise, he felt a warmth spread to his cheeks.
"Your face even tells me. It's more than just someone." The old lady looked up and smiled. "It's hard to see someone go through times like this, especially when it is some one you love."
"Someone...you...love?" Ranma looked at the woman questioningly.
"Oh come now, it's written all over your little face. You've got your girl up there you love and your worried she may not make it through."
Again, Ranma kept his head down. "I...I..."
"If you love this girl, you pray for her well being. Let me tell you something my mother once told me. She said to me, 'Nari....no matter how tough the times may seem , love will always be there waiting for you at the end of the tunnel, for love is the strongest power of them all.' It really puzzled me as a child because my parents were very strong. We owned our own dojo and my parents were skilled in martial arts. I always thought 'how can a feeling be stronger than force and the martial arts?' It wasn't till I met my dear Yokoda when it all fell into place. You remember that. Remember that the power of love is the strongest bond there is."
"Nari-san!" A nurse waved over to the lady. "Great news! Naomi just gave birth to a bouncing baby boy! He was a whooping 9 pounder! You must be so excited!"
"How is she?" Nari asked the nurse
"She is doing just fine. Just really exhausted. A few days in the hospital and she will be just fine."
Nari jumped up with excitement and bent over and hugged Ranma. She kissed him excitedly on the cheek several times causing Ranma to blush in embarrassment. She grabbed a small bag of chocolates she had sitting next to her, shifted through it and handed Ranma a small heart shaped foil wrapped chocolate. Ranma looked up at her and smiled.
"Congratulations" Ranma said as he accepted the offer of chocolate. Ranma stared at the chocolate, and then looked up at the old woman who winked at him. She jumped off excitedly and handed a piece of chocolate to everyone she came in contact with, announcing of her grandsons birth.
He stared at the chocolate again, on it read "I Love you". The word of the kind old woman echoed through his head over and over. Ranma stared back up at the stairs, a questioning look on his face. He blinked a few times, all of a sudden his thoughts and emotions spinning around him like a tornado. Ranma fell onto one of the couches, putting his head between his knees.
"So this is why it hurts so much?" Ranma sighed, a tear falling from his face. "Akane's always been in danger before, but it has never pained me this much before. If I were to lose Akane, I don't know what I would do. Akane" Ranma looked up the stairs "Please...don't die" A few more tears fell down his face. He sighed and rested his head against a pillow on the couch, sprawled out and closed his eyes. His heart was finally in place, the spinning agony of confusion was gone and for the first time the entire night, he was able to finally rest easy.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Thanks for waiting for the this! I know you all have wanted to know what happens! I have been busy and stressed...so getting this up took a while. But it is finally up! I hope you like! Please R+r...if I don't' get r+r saying you want more and you want to find out what happens next...I assume none of you care to have more chapters posted...I like to hear R+R saying you want more...other wise what is my incentive to keep writing more? So if all of you like this and you want more chapters to find out what happens next...you have to let me know! Thanks!...please hang in there for new chapters...I can't guarantee speedy posts on my chapters...I do have school 2 you know...and I leave for vacation Friday for a one week cruise to mexico with meh sis! So bear with me as I post chapters as fast as my life lets me! BAI BAI! ~*~*~*~*~*~