a/n: I've hit a slump. It is now beyond the level of "writer's block". I feel like I'm writing just for reviews and hits now, and not for personal enjoyment. Which I aimed NOT to do. Thus, all of my stories are now on HIATUS—except for Connected.

I am trying again, because I want to, and feel obligated to finish it up one last time. And I've decided to scrap all of my previous endings and start up fresh. To be honest, I have nothing better to do, and since this is probably going to be my last NanoFate story for a while…I decided to finish up.

This will probably be my final Nanoha story; at least for a while anyway. Nanoha isn't even my favorite anime, it's just easy to write.

Unfortunately, since my writer's block is in full gear, updates will take a long time. I'm writing every day now, trying to get a rise out of myself, and have been…failing. Miserably.

I've scrapped and will not be continuing the following projects until further notice:

-Forever and Always (sequel to 'I'm With You')

-Starless Skies

-Horitsuba High

-Darkness and Light

-Mine

-Fire and Ice

-Growing Wings

-Currebat

-Reunion

-Fall to Pieces

-Tsubasa Crack Chronicles

-Bound

-Eternal Galaxies

-Crimson Cobalt

-Crystal Rune

-Thirty Days

-Mahou Shojo TOURNAMENT

-Mahou Shojo GAKUEN

-Hourglass (S A K U R A – Y U K I)

I am currently attempting to work on:

-Connected

-MAXIMUM

-Prayer for Eternity (Book 1)

-Starling

-xxxCardcaptor Tsubasa (temporary title)

I am currently finished with:

-I'm With You

-Twins of the Phoenix

-The Tragedy of Tiramisu

THE STORIES ABOVE ARE NOT ONLY FANFICTION; SOME OF THEM ARE FOR FICTIONPRESS, FANFICTION'S SISTER SITE.

Thank you.,

EMA

p.s. This does not mean you can't write you own ending(s) to my stories. In fact, I'd love to see them. Feel free to steal my work; just credit me, okay?

Here's a preview of the real chapter four.

Fate found Nanoha. She was sitting on a sidewalk, picking at one high heel, and her long, brown hair was dirty and coiled around her waist like a posessed snake. Fate was too glad to see her to scold or yell. What she really wanted to do was gather her in her arms and—Fate shook off the errant thought and turned to Nanoha.

Nanoha looked up, and her dark eyes were tired. "Hi, Fate-chan," she said. "I got a little lost," she smiled a little guiltily.

"Look like it," Fate agreed, holding out a hand. After a second, Nanoha took it. "What happened to you?" Fate asked, once Nanoha was on her feet.

"I started walking. I almost got in trouble, but I hit someone and ran. But then I got lost," Nanoha explained. "I hit really hard," she added, after a second, laughing a little.

"Yeah, I know," Fate rolled her eyes. "Is that all?"

"Uh-huh. I tried finding my way back, and ended up here, but by then I was so tired I just fell asleep somewhere. No one found me,"

"Right," Fate said, struggling to keep a reign on the anger that was pulsing through her at Nanoha's calm indifference. "Well…"

"Did you and Chrono break up?" Nanoha asked suddenly.

"No, why?" asked Fate.

"Well…"

She was interrupted by a car that screeched to a stop in front of them. Hayate, Vita, Signum, Shamal, Chrono, Yuuno and Lindy (Hayate's foster mother), all piled out onto the sidewalk, looking relieved.

"You found her!" Hayate exclaimed, rushing forward to give Nanoha a hug. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry I ignored you last night!"

"It's okay," Nanoha assured her, patting her friend's back.

Chrono turned to Fate first, and Nanoha stared at him accusingly over Hayate's shoulder. He didn't react, but walked over to Fate and took a deep breath. Nanoha clenched her fists around Hayate's back.

"Fate," Chrono began.

"Yes?"

Chrono gathered Fate into a hug and kissed her, hard. Apparently, he had lost his nerve. Nanoha's eyes narrowed mercilessly.

"C-Chrono," Fate stammered, a blush rising to her cheeks.

Nanoha stepped out of Hayate's grip and crossed her arms. "Excuse me, Chrono?" she asked coldly, interrupting the couple. "Can I talk to you?" she looked exhausted, but her eyes were like diamonds, glittering and hard.

"S-sure," Chrono answered, disengaging himself from Fate to follow Nanoha, looking slightly ashamed of himself.

"Come,"

They walked just until they were out of earshot from the others, and ducked into a small, empty alleyway, where Nanoha turned on Chrono.

"And what the hell was that?" she asked.

"N-nothing, I was going to tell her!" Chrono held up his hands. "I swear!"
"And, by 'tell her', you mean you were going to make out with her, am I right?" Nanoha asked sarcastically. "So, what are you going to do?"

"I—"

Nanoha had already reached forward and hit him.

"Hey! What was that for?" asked Chrono indignantly.

"You're going to hurt her," Nanoha answered cryptically.

Chrono rubbed his cheek, looking annoyed. "Look, I won't tell her, and I'll stay with her. That'll make her happy, right?"
Nanoha dropped the hand ready to slap him again, and her shoulders slumped. She wanted to say, 'But it wouldn't make ME happy,'. But that was selfish. She shrugged, and without another word, ducked out of the alley and back towards the group.

***

Chrono arrived a moment after Nanoha, still rubbing his cheek. He was surprised when Fate turned to him suddenly, and took a deep breath.

"Chrono, I don't think things are going to work out with us," she said in a rush. "So, I'm breaking up with you. Okay?"

The little crowd laughed a little nervously. Nanoha's jaw dropped. Hayate gave a giggle.

"Um…" Chrono blinked several times, and shook his head, as if trying to rid it of water. "Um, but why?"

"Well, you're really nice and all, Chrono, but to be honest…you're a little boring," Fate admitted. "Also, Hayate told me about you and that girl at the party, so…" She didn't look mad, just a little guilty.

Chrono glared at her, then turned his back, and stomped off.

Fate let out a sigh, and turned to Hayate. "Was that okay?"

"Absolutely," Hayate assured her.

"Wait…what?" Nanoha, Vita, Shamal and Signum chorsued.

"I told Fate to break up with him," Hayate answered with a shrug. "Because she said she didn't like kissing him,"

"Uh…"

"Come on, let's go home,"

***

It had been a month or so since Nanoha had gone missing for a night, and the same amount of time since either of them had gone drinking.

Things had returned to normal, only both Nanoha and Fate couldn't shake off one thing about last month's small crisis.

Fate kept thinking about the relief she'd felt when she'd dumped Chrono. She felt it was wrong, and cruel. She kept thinking about the overwhelming horror that had enveloped her when she'd thought Nanoha had gone missing, and the strange desire that had overpowered her when she'd finally spotted her sitting on the sidewalk.

Nanoha kept thinking about her overwhelming desire to rip Chrono Harlown into little tiny shreds, and how that desire had faded so quickly after he and Fate had broken up. She kept thinking about the feelings that had washed through her when she had seen Fate that day, and how they had confused her so much.

Both girls were thinking the same thing.

Does she feel the same way?

Unfortunately, they were both too scared of the answer to try and ask. So, they avoided eachother as much as possible.

Which is about as easy as trying to move a ten thousand pound weight when the person you're trying to avoid is your twin sister.

Unexpectedly, the day came when the subject at hand was no longer avoidable.

It eneded up with the two of them in Nanoha's room, Nanoha on her laptop, Fate with her iPod speakers on at full blast, and each of them reaching to turn the glowing screens off.

"Nanoha,"

"Yes, Fate-chan?" asked Nanoha nervously. She had always been the brave—or braver—one of the two, but when it came to emotional scenes, she was a total flunk (example one: slapping people). Kind of like her and math.

"That day…" Fate began. She broke off. But finally, the words tumbled out without her permission. "I felt something more than relief when I found you,"

Nanoha nodded. "I did, too," she whispered.

"And, I think…"

There really weren't words. Well, okay, maybe there were around three words to describe what each girl was feeling, but it wasn't exactly that easy for them to say.

They had been born together, and spent almost every minute of their lives together. It seemed impossible that it had taken fifteen years for something as impossible as this to manifest itself, and finally spring from each girl's heart.

But it did.

So they both leaned forward, and their lips met.

And even as they enjoyed the moment, they were both thinking the exact same thing.

Shit.

A/N: Muahaha. More to come, don't worry. Lots of love, everyone!