Yay! i totally updated this faster then i thought i would! But... now i'm going on a 19 day trip out of the country.. hehe :3 I'll try and work on something then. i have an idea for something set in Infinity too... hmm... So this one, a bit shorter by maybe 2000 words and a couple pages, a bit heartfelt and kind of fluffy :3 they'll get better i promise, just have to get through all of this feelings crap. **sigh** oh yeah and i know i spell Syorran's name a bit odd, isn't it like, Syoaran? something like that... whatever... so, thanks for reading, if you actually read all through the first chapter XD see you at the end :)
Syorran wakes at his regular time, surprised that he doesn't smell something cooking in the kitchen. After dressing and freshening up a bit he enters the room, seeing nothing but a bag on the island and the cake Fai baked the previous evening.
Strange, he thinks. Usually Fai is the first to waken to make food for the café, with Syorran after him and then Kurogane and Sakura. Mokona wakes whenever Mokona wakes and Syorran doesn't pay too much attention to the little pork-bun anyway, caught up in finding the feathers rather then paying attention to the small thing's gimmicks.
Syorran goes to look in the bag. Maybe Fai made breakfast, put it in the bag and left for the market...? Highly unlikely, and besides, the bag is marked with a bar emblem. Syorran only finds two bottles of strong alcohol inside and nothing else, and he doesn't want to cut into Fai's cake without permission. His stomach growls loudly and the clock tells him that it's later in the morning. Very strange. Beginning to get worried, Syorran ventures into the older men's quarters.
A tart smell wafts up to his nostrils and he wrinkles his nose padding quietly down the hall. Fai's and Kurogane's doors are both on the left side, Fai's farther back, with toilets and closets on the other side of the hall, much like his and Sakura's rooms. At the end of the hallway is a wide window that he approaches, examining the short corridor. Kurogane's door is shut tight, soft sleeping sounds drifting from within. The smell gets stronger as he approaches Fai's room, the door wide open. He peeks cautiously inside and practically gags, going into a coughing fit. The room reeks of alcohol and his nose isn't used to it. Clothes lay scattered over the floor and there are various bottles, three huge ones that he can see, presumably siblings of the ones in the bag. He bends over sputtering and covers his mouth, squinting into the large area. What went on here? Where is Fai? This is so unlike him!
"Whatcha doing, kid?" he hears a rough voice behind him and spins, choking behind his hand with eyes wide. Kurogane glares at him, hair ruffled and not only his irises red, giving him a look like a devil. Syorran stutters.
"Fai- Big Kitty-san- wasn't awake making breakfast, so I got worried and came to look, a-and-"
"Keep your nose out of what's not your business," growls Kurogane. Syorran nods. "Now get your butt in the kitchen and make your own breakfast. Make one for the girl, too. We're leaving once you're done with your food."
"What about Big Kitty-san?" Syorran looks at Kurogane. He snorts.
"Don't worry about it. He'll be fine. Now go!"
Syorran bows and rushes off, wondering what that was all about. He peeks into Kurogane's room as he passes and sees Fai curled onto the bed. There's something slimy looking and white on the floor on the other side and a bow peeking out from under, so with a burning face he turns forward and hurries away, deciding that he doesn't want to know.
Kurogane watches Syorran go by him and stares into Fai's room, shaking his head. What possessed him to get so wasted? And what the hell did he himself do last night?
Kurogane enters the bathroom and empties his bladder, washing his hands and shaving his face. He gets dressed in his room, eyeing the small fast-asleep man in his bed lying on his face. The only way Kurogane can tell he's alive is the rise and fall of his back and he decides they need a little talk later. Leaving something to hopefully help with his headache later that's bound to be hell, Kurogane goes into the kitchen, retrieves a newly fed Syorran, and leaves. The entire building is quiet for about another half hour before Sakura wakes with Mokona, noticing the same thing Syorran did and doing much the same thing. But this time she goes straight to Kurogane's room and sees Fai, rushing to his side.
"Big Kitty-san? Big Kitty-san? Oh, Mokona, is he okay?"
"Mokona doesn't know!" Mokona cries, hopping off of Sakura's head onto Fai's back. His hair covers his face, the small bit that's not buried in pillow, so that neither of them can tell if he's sick or just sleeping, though he's usually not such a deep sleeper. Tears spring to Sakura's eyes.
"Where are Big and Little Puppy?" Mokona whimpers.
"Probably hunting," Sakura sniffs. She gently brushes Fai's hair from his face, staring at his resting form. His face is pale and sweaty and in his sleep he looks troubled, the usual smile not on his lips. Sakura moves her hand and shakes him softly by the shoulder.
"Ah, Big Kitty-san? Fai-san? Please wake up... Big Kitty-san?"
"Fai!" Mokona wails.
"Ahhhh..." Fai groans. His eyes flutter open for a moment, stained pink, and close almost instantly as white light burns his retinas.
"Ahhhhh," he groans louder.
"Fai!" screams Mokona.
"Big Kitty-san!" Sakura sighs in relief.
"Owww," moans Fai. Mokona continues to cheer and he covers his ears, the shrill noise drilling holes into his skull. "The noise, please, ughhh..."
Sakura puts a hand on Mokona to hush the small thing, gently moving Fai's hair again. His blue eyes slowly adjust, focusing in on her face.
"Big Kitty-san? What's the matter?" she asks softly. Fai puts a shaky smile onto his face, staring up at the worried princess.
"I drank a bit too much last night," he answers, head pounding even to his own words. "I think the café will be closed today," he smiles a tiny bit.
Sakura nods, empathy staining her cute features. "Do you need anything?"
Fai looks around and spots the bottle of magic-not like his-that will save his head from exploding, and weakly waves a hand towards it.
"Could you get that for me, please?" he asks. Mokona jumps over and hands it to him. He drinks part of it still lying down in absolutely no position to be sitting up and sighs feeling the fluid run down his chest. Mokona and Sakura watch in concern.
"Thank you," he murmurs. "Do whatever you like today, I'm going to be down," the world goes dark in his eyes when his arm covers and the other waves the two off. They reluctantly retreat to the rest of the house to "do whatever", which proves to be cleaning everywhere but Fai's room and baking random sweets, which holds their attention for a fairly large chunk of time. Fai lies still waiting for his headache to recede thinking about how bad it hurts his temples and the back of his skull and how slowly the pain is going away. It takes him a half hour to open his eyes fully and keep them like that. Another half hour and he sits up, cradling his skull in his hands. Slightly sweaty curls poke through his fingers as he stands and struggles towards the door, swaying a bit on his feet. Mokona and Sakura are in the kitchen and making lots of noise. It's not imploding his head this time though, which is always a plus.
"Making cookies, making cookies!" Mokona squeals. Sakura is giggling in her adorable way. With a smile Fai starts on his approach to the kitchen, which quickly transitions To a trip to the bathroom, bent over in front if the smooth white bowl heaving the contents of his stomach. Afterwards he sadly feels a lot better and after topping off the amber colored stomach-acid-and-half-digested-alcohol stew with some more yellow tang, he makes it successfully to the kitchen.
"That smells good," he notes. Sakura spins with a gasp and his butt plops onto the seat of a chair.
"Big Kitty-San! Thank you!" she smiles modestly, which he returns with a grin. His leg sticks into the air over the arm of the chair in his slump. "It's the recipe you showed me the other day! When they come out, would you like to try one?"
"Of course, Little Kitty-chan," he flashes her a rare, genuine smile. A blush spreads across her cheeks like it always does when she sees him really smile, which has been only a handful of times. Only about as many times as she could count on both hands. Most of those smiles have been directed at her and her small accomplishments, one or two at Kurogane in some thankful or amused smirk. Maybe even one at Mokona, she's not sure. Syorran hasn't done enough for Fai she doesn't think that he would have reason enough to smile, so he hasn't. Not really. Not one of those true, heartfelt smiles that warm her from the inside out.
"Do you need anything?" she offers sweetly. Fai takes note of his throbbing skull and makes a simple request, unusual for him, but Sakura is more then willing to help. She already is fairly attached to her traveling companions, and owes them all in many more ways then one, with even more days to come. This small token of her appreciation is barely anything, but Fai would never even think of asking for more.
"A glass of water, please? Thank you," he smiles gratefully at her when she hands it to him, another genuine one. Maybe now she could even count them on three hands. Even she is getting tired of those pitifully fake smiles that naïve little her recognize at a glance. The only thing about them though is the fact that they do put her at ease and give her a sense of peace, so she doesn't mind too much. It just worries her about Fai's true feelings, but right now and most of the time, he seems okay.
"Where should I put this bag, Big Kitty-san? I waited until you were up to do anything with it, because I wasn't sure if you wanted it."
"I'll take them. Thank you, princess," another smile-though fake-and her rightful title. Her face is cherry red as she faces back to the oven to check her cookies. Up goes the bottles to a cabinet she wouldn't be able to reach without a chair, nor would the boy. Speaking of...
"Did the doggies leave for the day?"
"Yup!" Mokona chirps. "Early early! Mokona was wondering why Big Kitty wasn't awake! So when Mokona went out to check after they left, and Big Kitty was in Big Doggy's room, Mokona wondered," Mokona puts a hand on Mokona's chin for emphasis," Mokona wondered why Big Kitty was in there! And since Mokona didn't want to wake Big Kitty, Mokona went to investigate!" Mokona pulls a detective's hat out of Mokona's mouth and hops to the floor, heading towards Fai's and Kurogane's rooms. Sakura and Fai trail behind, an uneasy feeling settling in his stomach.
"So Mokona went into Big Kitty's empty room, but it smelled baaaaad and there were big bottles almost the size of Mokona! So then, Mokona went into Big Doggy's room," Mokona has been telling the story from the hallway before Kurogane's room and now turns to enter the room. Fear springs up in Fai.
"And when Mokona went in Big Doggy's room Mokona looked on the ground and saw-"
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!" Fai bursts out laughing seeing nothing else to do to prevent them from entering the room. He has no idea what Mokona saw, and he's slightly scared of it, so he really, really doesn't want Sakura to see it. And if he has to look like a complete idiot, so be it. The princess' innocence-and his dignity-must be preserved. At all costs. Both Sakura and Mokona stare at him as though his ears just grew 6 times larger and his hair turned blue and red. The story blows away in the wind.
"Big Kitty-san...?" Sakura squeaks. Fai burns hot pink.
"Are your cookies done, Little Kitty-chan?" he deftly changes the subject. Sakura blinks her wide eyes.
"Oh! Are they?"
Fai scoops Mokona into his hands as she dashes past and holds the little critter at face level.
"None of this to Sakura-chan, please?" he pleads. Mokona blinks.
"What did Fai and Kurogane do last night?" Mokona demands. Fai blushes darker. He can only remember bits and pieces of the night before; Kurogane kissing him, the heat, the noise, the pain that slowly changed to pleasure, riding him up and down, his climax, and then... Nothing until this morning. His head still hurts. And... Other places.
"I don't remember," he half-lies, though he had enough memory to give Mokona an answer. "But whatever it was, we don't want to ruin the princess' innocence, do we?" he blows it for himself right there and realizes it, burning a shade redder. Mokona nods fervently with a smirk on the pork bun's tiny lips.
"Mokona won't tell," Mokona swears. Fai nods and smiles shakily. His feet lead him to the kitchen carrying Mokona. It smells like cookies. Sakura is fanning them off on the rack in a way she picked up from Fai with her butt sticking out and a cutting board flapping. Fai inhales deeply.
"Those smell delicious, Little Kitty-chan!"
"Thank you," she smiles at the praise. "Would you... Ah..." the cutting board clatters to the floor. Fai lunges forward just in time to cushion her head before she cracks it across the tile flooring and spews her brain.
"Too much excitement," he sighs towards Mokona's frightened squeal. She fits snugly in his arms and she snuggles her pillow when he walks her to her room that's in the same placement as his, though on the other side of the house. Fai smiles a soft smile down at her as he tucks her in and Mokona hops down to cuddle, but Fai won't have it. He keeps a firm hold on the fluffy white creature leaving the room and settling down at the island, worried eyes staring at him as he sets him down. They stare at each other, seconds ticking by on the clock. He silently pulls up the nerve to ask the little animal-would Mokona even be an animal?-what he knows. Hell, Fai barely knows anything, and he can't talk to Kurogane until who-knows-when o'clock. Mokona blinks innocently, staring Fai down. He sighs.
"How late were you up, Mokona?"
"Mokona saw Fai come home and then Mokona went to sleep with Sakura," Mokona answers truthfully. A nod from Fai.
"When did you wake up?"
"Mokona woke up after Syorran, but Mokona just watched them from the hall all quiet-ninja like until they left, and then Mokona went to check everything out, just like in the story! But Mokona didn't say about the cute costume under the bed or the sticky white stuff on the floor. We're Big Kitty and Big Doggy checking who was more dominant?"
Fai's face drains entirely of color. Did she really have to word it that way? Is "she" even the proper pronoun for Mokona? Wha... What?
"Go back to Sakura's room," he grunts and drops his head into his hands.
My head still hurts too much to think about this...
Mokona disappears. Fai sits at the table listening to the clock and wondering what the hell he did. Pain reverberates through his skull and his neck snaps as he glances up, fear plastered across his face.
No. No. No!
Fai scrambles up, rushes into Kurogane's room and stops, ignoring the pounding in his head.
No. No!
"Fuck," he hisses. He practically never swears. "Did I... No... I-I... No..." he paces as he shakes his head to and fro. One thing from that night sticks out to him more then anything else, surrounding him in a deep fear that reins over every other thought he has.
"I need you," he told Kurogane. Those three words, cried desperately out in a drunken stupor, are the most honest words he's ever spoken. Those three powerful, potent words. He let his feelings show through for once, deep, hidden feelings, feelings he's fought long and hard to push away and deny. But no, no, he spoke them out at his most vulnerable point to the person he meant it most to. Out loud.
No.
Fear grips at his chest and clothes fly, new, clean articles finding their rightful place on his body. Fai splashes his face in water and snatches his hat from his desk where he must have flung it the night before, shoving through the front door of the café. He has no idea what he'll say, what he'll do or how he's going to act, but he needs to find Kurogane. Fast. He needs to find him and he needs to talk to him about what just happened.
~
"Hold your sword right, dammit! I've showed you! Like this! Come on," Kurogane is more irritated then usual. He doesn't have a hangover but he's tired and mad at the mage and teaching the boy right now isn't exactly what he wants to be doing.
"Shoulders back! Quick! Watch your footwork! You call that a lunge? You call that a strike?"
"Big Doggy-sama!" Syorran gasps. Hurt is in his eyes and he pants doubled over. He's been working as hard as he can and trying to follow Kurogane as best he can, but he's in a bad mood, to the point where it's just not fair. He's just not at the level the warrior wants him to be at.
"Go on home kid," Kurogane growls. "I'm in too bad a mood to train you right today. Just go back to the café and tell them I'll be back later," he turns from Syorran and he knows it's as much of an apology as he's going to get, so he takes it. It's hard to catch his breath and walk with all the places Kurogane clipped him with his sheathed sword, but I'd he was told to return, return he must. They're in an empty lot about 20 blocks from their present dwelling, not too far a walk. He walks 6 blocks, takes a turn, and runs head-on into Fai.
"Big Kitty-san!" he exclaims. The mage looks shaken, eyes wider and hair fluffier then usual under his hat. His skin is slightly pasty in addition to all that and he's breathing especially heavy like he just ran a far distance. "How are you feeling? Um, where are you going?"
Even though he's absolutely frantic Fai forces a smile to his face. Seeing Syorran was just what he needed, for he was just about to become hopelessly lost.
"I'm fine, thank you. Where is Big Doggy-san?" he demands. Syorran can only blink, shocked with the urgency of his voice.
"D'uhhh... Six blocks... That way..." he points the way he just came. "Why..."
"Thank you! Have some cake when you're back! The princess is sleeping!" he runs off following Syorran's finger and throws the words over his shoulder. Again, Syorran blinks.
What strange behavior... From both of them... He shakes his head and continues slowly on his way. Just... Strange.
~
Fai's feet thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump on the ground as he runs. Blonde hair bounces and nimble body cuts through air, taking him only a minute or two before he comes upon the spot Kurogane had Syorran training with him in. He has his sword held flat out in his hands and is just gazing at it, back to Fai as he slows down and approaches the other with shaking hands. The ninja turns when he's a foot away, staring with huge eyes.
Red and blue, black and gold, mighty dragon and glorious phoenix.
They stay still, gazing at each other for the longest time with an intensity sizzling between them, pulling their souls together. A whimper slips from Fai staring at the other; a need climbs in his chest. Kurogane has that same need rolling around in his belly eyeing the man set before him. He doesn't normally use words like pretty or cute or decadent, but all these words perfectly describe the person before him now, this person he knows as Fai. Fai. Even his name sounds pretty. It sounds sweet, or... magical. Even mysterious.
He takes a step forward, closing the distance between them halfway. Wind ruffles their clothes and hair and the sun shines down. Fai stares up at him with those eyes that are so deep he could just get lost in them, happily lose himself in those deep, beautiful pools of pure magic and full of secrets. But those pools, that's what he is to him. Magic. He knew from the moment they met, even with all the confusion, fear and anger he felt at the time, he knew they were meant to know each other and finally do what they did the night before... Even if it wasn't in that way. Hitsuzen. Absolute hitsuzen. He was always drawn to this man. Always, including now. Especially now.
Kurogane can't help taking Fai's chin in his fingers, tilting up his face. Fai just stares, a billion questions spinning in his skull and none coming out his mouth. He's never seen such a softness in Kurogane's eyes, ever. He's seen cold, hard anger, bloodlust, short lasting patience and maybe even contentment, but never this softness that smoothes the wrinkles between his eyes and relaxes his lips.
"What..." the word slips Fai's mouth and the moment breaks, the silver, silent thread tying them together snapping in two. He swallows dryly, the sound loud in the silent bubble that surrounds the two. Kurogane cocks a sharp, thin eyebrow. Fai tries again.
"What are you thinking?" he asks. Kurogane blinks, a bit of that hardness returning.
"Just that your face is really... Really soft..." he rubs Fai's jaw with his thumb, forgetting all the anger he had for him earlier. The mage wanted to drink and let loose, forget his troubles. He can't blame him. He doesn't need to ask the man why he did what he did; that was his choice and his choice alone, and where is he to question him? He wouldn't want someone judging everything he did, so whatever Fai's reason, that's his business and his business alone.
"That's not it," Fai's voice trembles. For the first time Kurogane notices that his entire body is. He holds him just by his chin, the only parts of them that touch. Kurogane tips his head to the side.
"Oh? Are you calling me a liar?" he challenges playfully. He wants so badly to just wrap the mage's quivering form against his and prove everything is alright, but he restrains himself, keeping their contact scant. His hand burns in hot ice in contact with Fai' skin.
"M-maybe," Fai is really shaking now. Kurogane drags himself out a little farther, torturing both of them. His crimson eyes narrow.
"Then you asked for it," Animal, hot animal instinct, rolls over him like storm clouds. Fai's brow furrows in puzzlement.
"For wha... Ahh..." Kurogane's lips brush against his, unable to control himself a moment longer. He pulls Fai close by his free arm, still guiding him by his chin. The magician's arms are caught bent between them and he shivers once more, because of anything but cold. Not once has one shake been from the cold.
Kurogane kisses him softly, gently capturing his lips between his. Blue eyes flutter shut and a sigh falls over Kurogane's lips from those attached to said eyes, weight leaning against the strong warrior. Kurogane moves his lips again, adding just the slightest pressure to their kiss that is truly speaking how they both feel inside without a word. Kurogane kisses Fai with a protective neediness, lust and love both combined and pouring through him. Fai kisses back with uncertainty, reflecting in his heart the battle between his heart and his mind, tainted with fear and betrayal. But there is also love, obviously there that fights through for attention, and Kurogane catches it. He searches for it, fighting it with his lips on Fai's.
Slowly, ever so slowly the fear recedes until the love bursts through and only an underlying level of that uncertainty remains. Fai kisses back with more passion, his love matched by that of the tough fighter. Feelings are bubbling up inside of the mage, building up like a volcano about to explode and pushing at his eyes. This time, he has no control.
Kurogane only notices when the saltiness of his tears interfere with their kiss. He pulls back to stare at the weeping man, eyes still shut even without his mouth on those delicious, soft, lightly swollen lips. The stain of a hickey he gave him last night forces a smirk on his lips, but... Why is he...?
"Mage?" he growls. Fai shakes his head, silent. Kurogane shifts his feet waiting, impatient worry turning into inpatient annoyance, as is the way of Kurogane.
"Come on, you can't hide it forever. Really. What the hell is it?"
Fai opens his eyes, the brilliant sapphire orbs burning into Kurogane's.
"I haven't loved for longer then I can remember, Kurogane-sama," that faulty smile is gone, but now that it is, Kurogane wants it back. Desperately. He doesn't like what he's hearing, or seeing. He wants to hear it, but the amount of pain in his voice is breaking his heart. But, he keeps eye contact, staring Fai straight into those bottomless replicate oceans. The name he uses proves the seriousness of the situation, a need for attention he doesn't usually strive for, and Kurogane is willing to listen and give him that attention.
"I haven't loved in longer then I can remember..." Fai is barely audible and Kurogane has to strain to hear his weak, shaking words, filled with sorrow and the strength of realization. "I only had Chii for years, years and years and years... And I left her behind. I wasn't going to let myself care again, I was going to keep you all at a distance, but..." his voice hitches in a small sob. "This morning I realized that... I can trust you. I can... I can..." he's shaking again. He was never, ever any good at confessions or feelings, and this is taking its toll on him. Exhaustion and the revival of his headache stall his speech, and Kurogane senses the end of his limit. Pressing their lips together he silences the mage, letting the smaller man melt, depleted in both body and mind of energy into his front with a tiny sigh.
"Let's get back," Kurogane rumbles after a moment, releasing Fai to stand straight again. He nods sleepily and turns with Kurogane, making their way back to their little café home.
~
"How bad was your head?" Kurogane reclines at the island. Fai's mixing bowl makes a little tapping noise each time the spoon hits the side and his usual grin lights up his face.
"Mokona kept screaming," he sighs. Kurogane snorts in response.
"Ouch."
"Mmhm."
Watching Fai work his other sort of magic, his cooking that really, truly is some sort of magic, he just wants him even more. Especially now, since they both know the other's feelings, or at least the outline of how the other feels, and he just has a manly want. Taking advantage of his ninja skills he grabs the cook from behind and bites on his ear. Fai yelps.
"Kuro-tan!"
"The others are asleep," he rumbles. "Come to my room with me."
"Kuro-sama," he shivers and brushes his hips across Kurogane's pelvis trying to turn, but he's trapped as long as his ear is being nibbled. Speech comes difficult thanks to that.
"Not... Not tonight... Not... I'm cooking. Not when I'm cooking," his face burns red with how much he wants Kurogane, he wants him, but he's still sorting out his feelings. And baking a cake. Which, after he finishes, he's going to bed and to sleep, exhausted still from the night before and getting over his hangover. After all, it was only a few hours ago his headache made its glorious return kissing Kurogane, though it's gone now. But he's still tired.
"Fine, mage," Kurogane growls, slowly biting down on his earlobe. Fai shivers and bends back whimpering. "But tomorrow I'm taking you whether you like it or not."
He releases Fai all too soon and disappears from this room into his. Fai's hands shake as he fills the cake pan and sets it in oven, going off to clean his room as he waits. The room still reeks, but an open window is an easy solution. He changes into nightclothes and gathers the sheets to wash in the bath. There are no others that he can find and they won't be dry until morning, so there's only one other place he can sleep at this point.
The cake set on the rack... The other frosted and set out...
Fai slowly pads down the hall towards the only other bed he can sleep in. Upon entrance to Kurogane's room the ninja glances briefly at him, still awake, though barely.
"I was wondering when you'd figure that out," he yawns widely and flashes sharp canines. With arms spread wide, he beckons Fai in.
"Come on, I know you're tired, and so am I. So don't keep me waiting."
The small male reluctantly climbs into bed with Kurogane, silent all the while. Tanned fingers switch off the bedside light and he wraps his arms around the slimmer man, successfully spooning him from the back. In seconds he's knocked out with his nose buried in Fai's blonde locks, but it takes the mage a longer amount of time to find the peace he needs to fall into slumber.
The hot breath on his neck is comforting and distracting all at once and the heavy arms over his ribs and under his head trap him in. He'd absolutely love to just turn and kiss him but those thick, strong arms hold him. He can feel other thick things pressing against him too, that aren't really helping either. It's only when he's finally relaxed and cleared his mind that Fai falls under curled up with Kurogane, snuggling close and finally, finally letting his feelings get the better of him when no one's there to see it.
yes yes, fluffiness. i should do more fluffiness... hmm... not even really limey, but... oh well. this could be a filler i suppose. too bad. i do this all on my ipod pretty much except the final edits and the uploading, so i have what i'm going to use as the third chapter already uploaded and ready to go when i figure out what i want to do with it exactly, it needs a little touching up. reviews are great, thank you Failover77, that the website wont let me message -.-, but thank you for your wonderful review ^_^ god... Fai in costume... moer of that is happening... and my friend and i have determined i have a licking fetish :3 so... hehe! see you next chapter ^_^
~Jessie Apocalypse
