Chapter Four
By Torticolis
Yusuke stuttered as his shocked mind tried to process the words that had come flying out of an obviously crazed girl's mind, "Wh-wha… I… you… ra-rape… we… n-no… that's… What?"
Kurabawa was no better as he started furiously rubbing his eyes with his fists; obviously not coherent enough to notice that if he had heard wrong, then it would have had to do with his ears instead of his eyes. Kurama watched his teammates' antics with weary dismay before cautiously approaching the noticeably scared-brainless (pun… that might have been intended) girl with a gentle hopeless smile. "I apologize for my friend's rather blunt measures, take no heed of them. I assure you that we mean you no harm whatsoever." He treaded forward another step, blocking the girl's view of the elemental youkai. Her adrenaline rushed out with a heaved sigh as lucidity reclaimed her mind once more.
Hiei glared as the sight of the dunderhead of a girl was replaced by silken red hair. With his vision of the entertainment impeded, he made his usual noncommittal sound and hopped back into the familiar shadows of the trees. Although he stayed immobile, his stony glare set uncaringly ahead, his senses were exclusively focused upon the goings-on within the small group.
"So… You're telling me that you are visiting this creaky old shrine just for the heck of it, and that you want to gather more knowledge about this dried up ido?"
Kurama nodded.
She looked dubious, "Why are you asking me about this when my jii-san has surely already told you all there is to know of it?"
Kurama's gears quickly worked their way passed the knot and failed to formulate a reasonably cogent excuse. "We simply wished for the opinion of one who is of our age." With her fear gone, the teenager had become far too discerning for their –his– comfort. They had not planned on having to interrogate an oblivious resident on the subject, and so, had not prepared a foolproof approach to present their questions without having to be cross-examined in return.
Small wrinkles appeared whilst she frowned. "That you would be interested about this aged old place doesn't surprise me too much, somehow you strike me as the studious type, especially with that polite way of speech you have. Still," with a sharp angry gesture, she jerked her head in Yusuke and Kurabawa's direction, "I doubt they're the kind that are usually interested in dull stuff like history, legends and ancient cultures."
A wily smile materialized as she turned to speak to the two, "Don't think I didn't see you guys playing Jakenpon when my grandfather restarted his accounting about the mysterious barrier powers of this shrine's front steps." She winked at them as the ridiculously tall russet head shifted his feet embarrassedly and the handsomer brunet barked out a boisterous laugh. "Good job at hiding it, but I noticed you guys through the hall, when I was heading toward the back door."
"Speaking of back doors," Kurama interrupted, "may I inquire as to why you were sneaking out at this time of the day?"
It was now her turn to be ill at ease. She hastily averted her eyes. "Who said I was sneaking?" She mumbled, huffily puffing her cheeks up and blowing the air out. "Plus, I should be asking you what your friend was doing, pointing that sword at people and cutting at them to make them bleed. Do you know how dangerous that is?"
Seizing that line of thought, she spun on her feet and bellowed at the large tree behind her, "You do know it's illegal to carry such a weapon around like that, don't you? You could be arrested! You hear me? Arrested!" She lifted a hand and pointed at the faint youki she could feel emanating from one of the larger branches. "Why did you assault me? You know, I could go to the police right now and report you for harassment! Then we'll see if you'll ever point that nasty sword my way again! Especially since you'll be stuck in pri-"
Alas, despite her brave words, Kagome found that the little man was once more pointing 'his nasty sword her way' with double the pressure, placed right above the first cut he had imparted to her not too long ago.
"Hiei. We still haven't asked her our questions. Let her go." Kagome clasped her hands together behind her back and resolved to thank the redhead liberally once she was released and safely tucked away from the infuriated swordsyoukai.
"Yeah! Let her go, shorty! That's no way to treat a girl!"
The bandana wearing youkai discounted the idiot and his asinine code of cavalry. "Hn. She can answer them just as well in this position."
"Hiei," a warning was slipped into his name, "the girl would be too frazzled to answer correctly."
Yusuke also added his two cents into the lot, agreeing with the rest of them and yelling for her to be released. Outnumbered by his own idiotic teammates, Hiei grudgingly released the grating girl from his deadly hold a second time in that evening. She dropped to her knees in understandable relief. With a placating hand to the chest so as to calm her wildly galloping heart, she looked towards the three safer members of the group and flashed them a thankful smile as she guzzled in some vitally needed air. That terrifying scare had begotten her temporary neglect to breathe.
"Oi! You alright there?" The generously gelled one of the group stepped forward and gave her a hand up.
Another heavy pant. "Yeah. Thanks."
"Great. Then it's time for you to tell us what's going on." He went around her and easily pulled her heavy bag up before letting it fall down to her strapped back, making her stumble. "Mind telling us what all this stuff is for? Looks like you're going on a camping trip."
The teen shifted nervously away from him. Kurama stepped forward next, inhaling softly, "I would also like to inquire as to why you are heavily swathed in an inu hanyou's scent."
"Wh-wh-what?"
"Kurama!" Hissed Yusuke non-too subtly. "What are you doing? She's already chary of us! Now, we'll have to go through the trouble of erasing her memories!"
"We would have had to erase her memories anyway." He punctiliously looked at the still heaving girl with narrowed eyes, "You are abreast of the existence of apparitions, are you not?"
Kagome chewed the insides of her cheeks. "Maybe."
Who the hell were they? And what could they possibly want with her? One minute they were acting genial, and the next they handled her with the enmity of one who was treating the reprehensible main suspect of a classified murder case
"Then you'll have to follow us to the Reikai." With that said, the one who had introduced himself as Yusuke pulled out an unusual device that was round and circular. It looked dreadfully similar to a compact mirror (dimly, Kagome wondered if he was vain enough to be checking his perfectly slicked hair at this time). He spoke lackadaisically into the mirror-like thing as he would a walkie-talkie. Right as he replaced the object within the folds of his pocket, a pulse was felt throughout her body before a blue-haired woman dressed in a light pink kimono appeared in front of her, having seemingly shimmered into existence.
The cheerful girl gave a small curl of her fingers in guise of a wave, "Ohayo minna-san!"
Motioning to her left, she jumped onto an oar that had abruptly materialized within her hands. "This way please." Then, mounted on the wooden row, she rushed straight forth while the rest followed on foot: a limply gaping Kagome being carried by a lecherously grinning Yusuke who was enjoying the glimpse down her shirt. Hey, he loved Keiko and all, but that didn't mean he wouldn't look when a delectable view was freely presented to him.
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A blindingly white pinprick appeared ahead, enlarging and encompassing them. Vaguely, Kagome noted that it felt similar to falling down the time-linked well. Leaving the bright light behind, she faintly registered plunging through the air prior to finding herself sitting on top of the a paddle, behind the jolly pink-eyed girl herself. Bellow her, the landscaped had changed radically; a long winding river flowed steadily through deserted plains where towering buildings and twisting streets should have been. She turned, craning her head to see the others clutching onto the redhead, the one called Suichii, whom had… sprouted wings? She blinked fixatedly while they drifted in the sky.
All of them ended up landing on solid ground, in front of a large set of elaborate doors. Suichii's butterfly-like wings shank; converting into a strange plant that lay docilely in his hands. It continued thinning until naught but a seed remained, of which he stored back into his lustrous… hair. Kagome squinted. 'What is going on? And… wait! Have they just abducted me?'
"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" The loud wail could be heard miles and miles away from its original source. At any rate, it did within her mind. And she was just about to follow up her mental scream with a real one, when an unexpected voice interrupted her expulsion of air.
"Yes?" Sounded from the colossal doors.
"This is Botan speaking! Open the way please!" Cheered the oarswoman. 'Though, technically,' Kagome mused, 'she isn't really rowing a boat… but she still travels with the help of an oar, so does that still make her an oarsperson?' Mmm, the subject required cogitation. At a later time.
The doors slowly opened, interrupting Kagome's thoughts and leaving her gawping at the large expanse of space inside the building.
"Follow me!" Chirruped the girl now identified as Botan as she snatched Kagome's arm and gently lead her dazzled self through the grand entrance. Following obediently, her eyes taking in every detail of the lofty halls, Kagome hardly noticed the second set of widening doors. Loud, frenzied shouts jolted her attention to the quarter facing her. It sounded like her classroom during a break time, what with all the anarchic brouhaha going on. She observed with interest as ogres of various colors ran about in cravats. Some were handling boxes upon boxes of documents, others had a phone plugged onto each ear while jotting down something or other into an already crammed notepad. Nevertheless, she decided, the most unfortunate ones were those buried within heaps of red tape, unable to sort out the messy piles as they panicked at a misplaced slip of paper, frenetically rummaging for the right pile in which to place the aforementioned article since all the meticulously separated stacks had now been conglomerated into one big avalanche of fluttering notes.
"What are they-?" She tried querying, unable to unglue her eyes from the slovenly chaos of bureaucratic monsters and manuscripts.
"Oh, don't mind them! They're just a little overworked right now." Botan explained helpfully, fanning her hand away as if to say that it was of no importance. "Especially with the Fuyouheki gone, King Enma had ordered a systematic search of all possible security breaches to the vaults, and a deep analysis of all the problems this could cause us so that we'd have a ready solution for each crisis that may arise."
Waving a nonchalant hand at the stressed ogres, she smiled happily. "Right now, the most prominent quandary is the possibility that upper-level youkai use the shards of Fuyouheki to erase or minimize the detection of their youki and pass through the barriers without trouble." She paused thoughtfully while still pulling the engrossed teenager through the mess of paperwork, closely followed by the detectives. "Of course," she continued, "that wouldn't be too big of a deal if their youki would stay as low as it appears but, sadly, that's not the case. Even though the disclosure of their energy signals will be near unfeasible, their real strength and powers will still remain."
"Oh, what a headache!" Botan grimaced, jumping over a pile of scattered scrolls. Upon seeing Kagome's considerately furrowed brows, she brightened up, not wanting to trouble the young teen. "Don't worry though, we'll have it all reorganized and the Fuyouheki will be re-secured in no time!"
"Hah!" Yusuke butted in. "More like you'll make us re-secure it for you in no time!"
"Pish-posh, Yusuke! Since you guys are Koenma-sama's team, you were all included in the 'we' part." The ferry girl declared with a satisfied nod. Unexpectedly, she halted and beamed at Kagome, releasing the bedazzled girl's arm.
"We're here, King Enma!" She declared with a singsong pitch. She lifted an index, her solemn look portending Kagome to be cautious, "Just remember, be extra polite to him and don't mention his… erm… corporeal physique. Koenma-sama is quite irritable these days."
No sooner than her finished warning, the wall (or, more precisely, what the miko had assumed to be a wall) before them slid open. "Eh? Wait, Botan!" Cried out a disconcerted Kagome, "Who am I going to talk to? Is it King Enma or Koenma…? I'm confused!"
"You may address me as Koenma-sama, if you will."
Kagome squeaked, turning to the single set of a desk and a chair. She raked about, looking for the origin of the youthful sounding voice, but was obstructed by the back padding of the seat as the speaker sat facing away from them.
"Bah! Stop your dramatics, pacifier addict!" Called out a negligent Yusuke from behind her as he plopped down, cross-legged onto the floor.
"Ehehe, still haven't grown since last time, eh?" Snickered a just as carefree and loutish Kuwabara.
"Yusuke!" Chastised Botan with a puckered brow. "And not you too, Kuwabara! Show a little respect! " She turned toward the hidden person behind the desk and bowed apologetically, demurely murmuring a 'Koenma-sama'.
Kagome looked around, unsure of what to make of their differing reactions to this mysterious Koenma person. She glanced behind her at the short-tempered Hiei, maybe his reaction would give her an indication as to how to act… However, he merely stood to the side looking blasé. Biting her bottom lip nervously, she was about to follow Botan's lead and bow ceremoniously, addressing this person as 'Koenma-sama' –after all, being respectful had always paid off by never triggering anyone's unwanted vitriol– only to be cut short by the level-headed Suichii guy. He merely walked to the front of the desk and politely informed 'Koenma-sama' that they had brought 'a person with high spiritual alertness who might shed some light on this entire affair'.
An agreeing 'hmm-mm' drifted to her ears before the chair swung round. Kagome let a whoosh of breath out as Koenma-sama finally showed his face. Upon the comfy looking wheelie chair sat a tiny plump baby sucking deliberately on a pale turquoise pacifier. An inflated purple hat –not unlike that of a chef's– with pink trimmings rested atop his head, perfectly matching his similarly decorated regalia. His large round eyes drifted from one person to another until they finally settled on her. The tot bounced up, clearly wanting to be level eyed with the immeasurably taller occupants of the room. Unfortunately, he seemed to have forgotten about the mobility of his chair and wobbled as the wheels shifted positions. A 'splat' was heard as he fell face first onto the floor.
As the others suddenly roared with laugher, a concerned Kagome quickly rushed to the other side of the mahogany bureau. She still did not understand the situation or who, for that matter, Koenma was, but years of being around Shippou had engrained a certain semi-motherly semi-sisterly concern for all young children. A drop of that altitude on the head could be dangerous and very painful for such a small infant. She pushed the chair aside and kneeled down. The small toddler had simply lifted himself up rather bravely, his face red from its impact with the floor. Incapable of holding back any longer, she crawled towards him and gently gathered him in her arms.
A small 'hiku' leapt out of him as she patted his small trmulous back soothingly.
"Are you okay?" The blue-eyed priestess asked softly, distancing herself a little so that she could distinguish his face. His eyes shimmered with unshed tears as his lips wobbled slightly. She pulled him back into her embrace. "Oh, you poor thing."
"Hiku."
"There, there, now. Everything is going to be fine." She pacified quietly. "That was really brave of you! I would've cried if I had fallen from such a height!"
Another muted 'hiku' escaped his mouth. He sniffled and forcefully stopped hiccupping.
"Oi! Toddler!" Hollered the still chuckling Yusuke. "Are you gonna come out or are you gonna continue crying behind your desk and that girl!"
Affronted by the boy's insensitivity, Kagome glared at him. "Yusuke! How could- "
"I'm NOT a toddler, Urameshi!" Came the undignified shout from the small, scowling bundle in her arms.
Shocked, Kagome emitted an impulsive 'eep', letting go of the talking child. He tumbled down unceremoniously. Once more, he picked himself off the ground. Only this time, he looked more prepared to pummel someone than to weep. Harrumphing regally and completely disregarding the recent events, he hopped back onto his chair.
"Ogre!" He shouted imperiously, impatiently tapping his chubby fingers on the polished table.
"Yes, Koenma-sama?" Asked a blue ogre as he entered the scene. Kagome's mind went blank. He was Koenma-sama? That… for lack of better words, toddler (as Yusuke had uncouthly called him)?
"Why does this chair have wheels on it? It made me fall!"
"But… Keonma-sama," replied the ogre feebly, "you requested this chair specifically because you thought it would be fun to veer around in."
"Ah… that's right." Said the minute Koenma broodingly. "Well, I don't want it anymore! Get me my old chair back! Now!"
"Y-yes, Koenma-sama!" And the ogre swiftly rushed out.
"Humm." Koenma sat back into the traitorous new chair before grabbing the side of his desk and pushing; he whizzed to a corner of the room. The support of the chair was once again hiding his diminutive frame from view.
Yusuke grunted irritably. "Alright, toddler! Hurry up and get on with it! We're not here to inquire 'bout your health; we're here on business."
"Right. Right." Was the muttered response. The chair swiveled. A handsome young man, with short brown hair and a 'Jr.' marked upon his forehead, appeared.
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(I was going to stop here… but yeah…)
He stood up with ease and slowly strode his way up to Kagome, oozing of majestic grace.
"Hello." He greeted with a fluid bow, presenting his elegant hand to the stumped girl sitting on the floor. She accepted his aid undecidedly, her jaw unconsciously hanging open unbecomingly. Once she was effortlessly hauled up to a standing position, she slowly bowed back at him. "Uh… Hello. You… are?"
"Koenma. Also known as Enma Junior, heir of Reikei, son of the great King Enma. At your service." He declared, lifting her hand delicately and applying a breezy kiss to her knuckles. He straightened with an air of eminence. "Furthermore, I am cool, gorgeous and smart. Plus, I am not a toddler."
Something sounding suspiciously like a snort resounded across the room, followed by quiet guffaws. Immediately, the teenaged Koenma tensed, glaring ominously at the shaking brunette who's frame was overridden with mirth. "Does someone want an elongated probation? Mmmm?"
Silence whooshed down within the room, taking up all the airy space with its thick anger.
"What? Urameshi is on probation?!" Asked an astounded Kurabawa. "Since when?"
Said Urameshi grumped moodily, ignoring the question. In his place, a self-satisfied and recently teenaged Koenma answered the question, "Well, you didn't really think that the Reikai would let such daaangerous" –a slight, wryly humoring lilt was added to that last word– "youkai re-enter the Ningenkai with their full powers, whilst devoid of any qualms. Did you?" The prince shrugged, brushing off the baffled Kuwabara's expression, which was an indication that the human had indeed thought just that. Deft hands reached out to tweak his purple hat snugly in place before second-guessing and snatching it off, replacing it on the bureau. "As I had already informed you, my father and the council had wanted, and been planning, on sealing all three of them back in Makai by conducting a deal with each of the Three Kings. And what my father wants is law."
Kagome listened attentively. Despite the fact that she could narrowly understand a quarter of what was being elucidated, she had a feeling that it held a certain value to the discernment of the presently unraveling proceedings as well as the odd people who had stolen her away.
"In spite of that," The babe-turned-adult carried on smugly, carefully ignoring the indignant flare of Hiei's aura at the thought that anyone would dare to hope themselves capable of detaining him where he did not wish to be. "I had somehow managed to twiddle around a bit and convince them, with the support of the fact that those three had somehow managed to create a tense yet existent treaty between the three worlds and the fact that the Three Kings' influence was no more, to permit your demon buddies here," a purple sleeved arm gestured to Kurama, Hiei, and Yusuke, "to return to the human world with the strength of their youki left intact."
Koenma's chest swelled up like a balloon as he tossed his beholden detectives a supercilious glance. "However, as things are, everyone's still suspicious and wary. As a result, the agreement was made under the sole stipulation that they would be under my watch, at all times, by serving as spirit detectives for a few years, until they have re-gained Reikai's trust."
"Not that we had it to begin with." Interjected the aggravated detective with a predilection for truancy, whom had effortlessly stood up, patting his sturdy jeans dispassionately.
"Till that pending moment," Koenma resumed, ignoring the discourteous interruption, with his fixed attention on the still staring Kuwabara, "if they have even a wisp of doubt about this team's loyalties, your teammates will be executed on the spot."
Yusuke casually interlaced his hands behind his head. "So now that we all know about the happy circumstances of our return to the mundanely human world, can we please get back to the main subject?"
"Hey!" Shouted the slighted pureblooded human in his usual abrasive voice. "If Ningenkai's so boring then why the hell did you guys come back?"
The responses were immediate:
"Heh. Keiko."
"My mother."
"…"
The tallest of the group rapidly converged his attention on the silent Jaganshi. "So? What about you, Short-stuff?" He taunted. "It's not like you've got any family or something waiting for you here."
Kurama tried to conceal his smile, "Yes. Indeed, Hiei." At the sight of his glowering companion, he couldn't help but tease a bit more. "Is there someone we should know about? A long forgotten family member, perhaps?"
Yusuke was unable to refrain from joining in. "Oh! I know! Maybe a long lost sister?"
"Or…" Added a furiously giggling Botan. "Maybe…"
"Enough!" Commanded the annoyed elemental before lowly whispering a 'you talk; you're dead' threat to his unrelenting teasers.
"Hum-hum." Coughed Koenma. Displeased that the attention had shifted away from him, he addressed their silently observing guest. "Alright then, you are?"
"Higurashi Kagome desu." She introduced herself with an uncertain smile. "It's nice to meet you, Koenma… -sama. I am not sure if I'm cool, but I can fire an arrow retty well. And…" She trailed off, trying to remember what the Junior had said about himself. After all, she was foreign to Reikai customs. Thus, it would be prudent to just imitate the other's greeting, lest she inadvertently insult someone. "I might not be gorgeous, but I guess I'm decent in looks. And I'm not too certain about being smart either, since…" She uncomfortably faked a laugh. "I'm currently failing the majority of my tests."
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Koenma was at a loss. Was she humoring him?
His features warped.
Sighing, he decided to overlook the matter as they had already wasted enough time. "Yes, well… There are a few issues going on, and it would aid us greatly, if you decided to help."
"Uh, sure. I guess."
"Good. Good!" He turned to the sliding walls. "George!"
The same blue ogre of earlier rushed in once more. "Ah! Koenma-sama! I'm terribly sorry, but it seems your old chair had been misplaced… and…"
"It's of no concern! I like my newesr one better." Interrupted Reikai's heir, while regally sucking on his pacifier.
"What? But- " A raised hand silence the sputtering tiger fur wearing ogre.
"Fetch the bear we collected a week ago."
"Yes sir." It said miserably, obediently scuttling out.
"Kagome-san." Her gaze centered on the moving turquoise pacifier with speculative enthrallment. "Have you felt any weird spiritual activities around your residence in the past few weeks?"
"Well… I'm not sure if it qualifies," she bit her lip, but continued at the encouraging smile from Botan who was now standing behind the Reikai prince. "But there had been a demon at the park near my house… approximately a week ago."
A nod. "Yes. We are already informed of that. Do you know what happened to this demon?"
Kagome nervously wrung her hands as she stared at the floor. "Well… I don't exactly know… it was about to spring on me so I… pushed it away and… the next thing I know; it fell into a muddled mound on the floor."
Silence.
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!" An incredulous Yusuke's eyes were wide open as he deliberately gave the girl a skeptical once, twice, thrice over. "You mean you got rid of that demon?"
Kagome's eyebrow twitched. "…Yeah."
"Woah! You?" Stammered an equally shocked Kuwabara. "But- but you're tiny and a… a girl!" He blurted out.
"No really?" Sarcasm was layered on extra thick. Kagome's hand received a jolting spasm as her ire built. "And here I thought that I was just endowed with an extensive amount of flab!"
The boys' gazes promptly landed on her supposed 'fat'. Realizing the direction of their looks, she shrieked, tersely shielding her chest with her arms. "That doesn't mean you can stare!"
The ever peace-loving Kurama stepped forth with a mollifying smile. "Now, now. I am sure Kagome-san might have a few hidden powers; looks are widely known to be deceiving."
Caught off guard by the compliment, Kagome reddened and twittered. "Ah… um… Thank you Minamino-san!"
Kurama frowned at her use of his human appellation, realizing that she had yet to be corrected since their encounter at her family shrine. Before he could rectify her on the use of his name, Hiei stated his opinion on the topic of the girl's spurious 'hidden powers'. "Hn. A weak human female like you couldn't possibly be capable of defeating a bear, let alone a youkai one."
Kagome's diminishing rage immediately escalated to record heights as her irises flamed. "Well, I'll have you know, mister I'm-so much-better-than-you," (Here, Hiei had interposed with a knowing smirk and an 'I am', alternatively feeding more petroleum and kindling to her precariously mounting fire,) "that, if this 'weak human female' so wanted to, she could purify your ass into little itty-bitty ashes!"
Hiei's eyes hardened as his own rage went through a momentous upsurge, matching hers in intensity. He will not allow this human bitch to address him in such a taunting manner any longer. "Is that a challenge?"
Kagome tightly fisted her hands…
"Here he is!" Shouted George, unsuspectingly shattering the heated moment. His face was drenched in sweat as he pushed in a glassed box, placed upon a cart, with one last tired thrust. "This thing sure is heavy!"
"No complaining on the job!" Admonished Koenma caustically. The ogre sighed.
Breaking away from the (admittedly extremely scary even though) vertically challenged youkai, Kagome bent forward, looking into the see-through box.
She paled.
The terrifying image of a livid Hiei allayed her mind, only to be superseded by the vision of a giant globule of hair. The creature's mouth was horridly misshapen, as if melted, and its eyes were–
…'crooked' wouldn't have sufficed; one round bulging orb was situated below its distorted gaping hole of a mouth, while the other was half an inch above.
Its nose couldn't be seen under all the blotchy brown fur and its ears were on either side of its ball-like body. Kagome looked around; no other limbs were attached to the beast as it rolled about helplessly.
"Is that…?" She swallowed, pointing a wavering finger at the grisly thing. Her eyes were drinking in every detail of its appearance, repugnantly captured by the idea that she had done this. "Is that the kuma demon from last week?"
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AN: I apologize for the protracted delay. I know, I know; it's been a long stretch since I've last updated this fic. Therefore, to compensate, I made this chapter really looooong (at least by my standards). It's around twice as lengthy as the usual ones... so… Hope you guys enjoy!
PS: Read n' review! Maybe I'll update faster if you do… Hehehe… XD (or not, since school's starting soon TT)
