Author's Note: Oh god! Are you ready for this? It's the last chapter baby! *confetti materializes from nowhere* Omg, this is my first finished chapter story! I feel so proud of myself! I totally would have posted this two weeks ago, but just know that I couldn't. And I know I told you guys there were two more chapters left, but if you see the length of this chapter, you won't be complaining for long. And remember, there's going to be a blast into the past spinoff thing later. Maybe this week, maybe next. I'm not sure what It'll be called yet, so you can either put me on your alerts list, or follow me on Twitter (Gohanrules1). So anyways…please…I hope you enjoy…

Warnings: Angst, slash, slight language.

Disclaimer: You should know by now that I don't own Big Time Rush.

"Hello?" Carlos hollered as he tugged Logan into the dark apartment by their conjoined hands. His free hand patted the wall next to him while Logan quietly shut and locked the door behind them. Once the Hispanic's hand found the light switch, he flicked it upwards and the room was instantly illuminated. The two scanned the area carefully in search of the taller half of Big Time Rush. They remained quiet for a second before Carlos broke the strange silence.

"Where the hell did they go?" he shouted. Logan's eyes narrowed in thought for a second. A smile graced his lips and he leaned to the side and rested his head on Carlos' shoulder.

"They went to the movies," he mumbled. Carlos looked down at the cute brunet and smiled amusedly as he delivered a quick peck to the top of his head.

"And how do you know that, Einstein?" Carlos teased.

Logan laughed while he tugged on Carlos' hand and began to walk forward toward the orange couch. He plopped himself down and smiled up at Carlos as he patted the seat net him. Carlos pulled the brunet up unceremoniously and sat himself down where he was just sitting. He then wrapped his thick arms around the pale boy's hips and pulled him down so that he was comfortably settled on his lap, Logan laughing hysterically the whole time.

"You could have just asked me to sit on your lap, Anthony Santos," Logan stated, emphasizing the last part with a surprisingly perfect Spanish accent. Carlos stared up at him with his mouth agape and a raised eyebrow. Logan noticed and his grin turned into a concerned frown.

"W-What?"

"How do you know who that is, and how did you pronounce it so…Hispanic-y…," Carlos asked in bewilderment. Logan chuckled under his breath before leaning against Carlos' chest and playfully poking him in the cheek.

"Well, you'd always listen to your ipod during our lunch breaks, and one day I got really curious, so I checked it out when you went to the bathroom," he admitted. "By the way, "Hispanic-y" isn't a real word."

"Okay…well, that explains how you know who he is, but have you been taking Spanish classes behind our backs or something? 'Cause I'm pretty sure Kendall and James would have sounded like gringos(1) saying his name," the Latino prodded, completely ignoring Logan's statement about his choice of vocabulary.

"Well, I am a gringo, all the way," there was that perfect accent again, "but my grandma was Hispanic. I can speak some Spanish, but I'm better at understanding it."

Carlos only stared up Logan with a blank look on his face as his arms tightened possessively around the brunet. Once again, Logan could feel the concern bubbling up in his chest. He looked away from Carlos and frowned slightly.

"Are you…mad at me or something?" he whispered fearfully. He wasn't sure why exactly Carlos would be mad at him, but at this point, he didn't really know what to expect from his…boyfriend. Logan was pulled away from his mouth-drying thoughts by a soft touch to his chin. His eyes fluttered closed as a small jolt of electricity surged from Carlos' fingertips as he pulled Logan's gaze back towards him. The brunet opened his eyes and met the serious eyes of the shorter teen below him.

"That is so hot," he exclaimed before leaning his head forward and kissing Logan. The genius young man's eyes were still open in temporary confusion as he tried to determine what had just happened. Carlos pulled away and smirked at Logan.

"Porque tanto me miras? Besame papi(2)," the Latino purred as he nuzzled his nose against Logan's cheek before kissing down his neck. The taller blushed furiously at the words spoken to him.

"I-I don't understand why you're so riled up about this."

"What? I can't find it amazingly attractive that I just found out my new boyfriend has been hiding that he's Latino just like me?"

"Well, when you put it like that, I guess I can sort of relate. I do like the fact that you're Dominican, but I think that's just because it's part of you. It's just as beautiful as the rest of you," Logan stated with a soft smile. Carlos continued his ministrations on Logan's neck before what Logan said actually hit him. He froze and slowly pulled back, looking at Logan with an elated smile.

"I really meant it, you know?" Carlos whispered.

"I know."

"Every word I said."

"I believe you."

The darker toned teen grinned at the other. He wrapped his arms around Logan's torso and leaned to the side so that he was lying on his back. With a few quick movements, Logan was settled on top of his, resting his head against his chest. They looked into each other's eyes, both seeing the same passion and devotion in the two different shades of brown.

"I love you," Carlos whispered, just loud enough for Logan to hear. The spiky haired teen's eyes widened for a second as he stared at Carlos.

"R-really?"

Carlos merely answered with a small nod. Instead of the teary eyed smile Carlos was expecting, he was met with a small whimper from Logan as he hid his face in his chest.

"I understand if you think I'm moving too fast! I'm sorry! We don't have to rush into anything you don't want," the cheery boy uttered quickly. He could feel Logan shake his head against his chest.

"It's not that," came Logan's muffled whisper.

"Then what?"

"You're making a mistake."

Carlos raised an eyebrow in question and playfully poked Logan's side.

"Than what is it Logie?" he asked softly.

"You can do so much better than me and-,"

"Stop it," the Latino interrupted. His arms encircled Logan's body, bringing them both closer to each other and he leaned forward to nuzzle Logan's dark brown hair.

"You're wrong. I can't let you do this."

"I said stop it!" Carlos restated sternly. Logan reburied his face into the smaller's muscular chest and let out a choked sob. His body heaved up and down as his tears began to soak through the soft shirt he was using to cover himself. Carlos' hands rubbed soothingly up and down Logan's back.

"I can't help it…"

"I know Logie, I know. But you have to stop thinking like that. You told me you believed everything I told you when we were on the roof."

"I do! But, that's why I feel guilty. You don't know what you're talking about! And even if they do, you can't just love someone because you're physically attracted to them."

Carlos' massaging hands trailed a little lower so they reached the hem of the boy's shirt. He slowly pulled it up until it reached the middle of Logan's back. He was pleasantly surprised when Logan didn't give any sign of protest. His hands moved back down and his two index fingers repeatedly traced up and down gently along the two rough lines of Logan's scar.

"They are true! I know what I said, and I stand by every word. You're scars are beautiful because they're a part of you."

"No! I'm ugly! I can't stand it! For the rest of my life I have to walk around with these ugly lines that label me as a broken victim. Even if you think they're beautiful and I somehow accept the fact that I have them, I'll never be able to show them. Do you how it feels to not be able to go into a pool? Do you know hard it is for me when someone asks me why I don't take off my shirt when we're at the beach? And do you even know how much it hurts whenever we're at dance rehearsals and you guys take your shirts off to cool off?"

Carlos was lost on what to say next as Logan's cries echoed through the silence in the room. The teen was shaking uncontrollably on top of him, and all he could do was watch. He knew his own eyes were starting to water, but he couldn't let Logan know that. He hid is face in Logan's soft spikes and rubbed his cheek against them as he attempted to blink away the moisture. He sniffled softly; extra careful to hide it under the noise from Logan's escalating sobs.

"They'll be too busy staring at the rest of your amazing body to even notice your perfect back. And then they'll be too busy trying to cover themselves when I beat them up for checking out my boyfriend," Carlos suggested, trying to lighten the situation a little. But the small dosage of humor didn't seem to faze Logan as he continued his hysterics.

"You're in l-love with my disgusting b-body, not m-me," Logan managed.

"What do you want me to disprove first, your comment about your body or your comment about why I love you?" Carlos asked shakily, his tears still threatening to burst through his defenses. Logan only shook his head as an answer.

"Your body is amazing. I don't care that you have those scars. I love them because they're unique. Only you have them, and that just makes them special. But they aren't the only reason I lose my breath when I see you. I love how you probably have more muscle than me, Kendall, and James, but you choose to hide them from everyone. I love how you're skin is so perfectly pale. You're the only person I know who can pull off making pale skin sexier than tan skin. I've always loved how spiky your hair is without using gel. I remember when I was little I thought you were related to sonic just because of how pointy it always was. But even with all of that, you know what I love most about you physically?"

Carlos tore Logan's face off of him and stared down at him seriously. Logan's face was red and slightly puffy as he looked away from Carlos. The Latino clapped his hand over his cheek and forced him to turn his gaze. The genius gasped softly when he saw the salty rivulets streaming down his boyfriend's face.

"Your eyes. I could stare into them forever. I know that sounds corny and overused, but I swear it's the truth. They're always so warm and caring. Every time I look into them, I feel my muscles relax. I feel like I don't have to worry about anything because everything will be okay in the end as long as I stay with you. I know you'll protect me. And that's why I want to protect you," Carlos finished it off with a quick peck to the tip of Logan's nose. The brunet wiggled it instinctively and Carlos couldn't help but to giggle at the cuteness of it. Logan sniffled the last of his tears but still remained frowning at Carlos. It took a minute before the Hispanic was able to figure out why Logan wasn't his happy self again.

"I'll try to make this shorter, but it's going to be hard because there's lots to talk about. You are the most caring person I've ever met, and I think the fact that you want to save lives as a doctor just makes it even more amazing. You're also really sensitive. I think it's important for you to be able to cry, even if you don't always show it when you do. It lets me know when something's wrong, that way I can help you. I'm in love with your manly side. Just because you can tear up while watching the end of Titanic for the ninth time doesn't mean you can't slam Kendall right into a brick wall the while playing street hockey. Or wrestle James and win because he "borrowed" your AP anatomy textbook."

Logan actually giggled at the memory of that last one, making Carlos beam with excitement. His Logie was back! He squeezed Logan tightly for a painful total of five seconds before easing off and settling for just loosely holding on to him.

"I'm so-"

"Don't worry about it," Carlos cut him off. Logan smiled and nodded as he closed his eyes and breathes out deeply. Carlos buried his nose into the brunet spikes he loves so much and gave away a long, dragged out peck. He closed his own eyes and sighed sleepily.

"Tu eres mi mundo. Te amo tanto,"(3) Logan mumbled before he drifted off to sleep, a faint smile never leaving his peaceful expression.

"WAKE UP!"

Carlos' eyes shot open as he jumped up from his laying position on the couch, completely forgetting about the sleeping brunet on top of him.

"Damn it!" Logan yelled as his butt made harsh contact with the floor right between three pairs of feet. His hand went to work on rubbing his bruised backside as he glared up at Carlos. The Latino looked down at Logan confusedly before looking back up to see Kendall and James grinning at him, then back down to Logan. The realization suddenly showed on his face and he dropped down to his knees in front of Logan.

"Oh my gosh, Logie, are you okay?" he asked worriedly as he reached his hand out to inspect the brunet's hurt area. His hand was forcefully smacked away by Logan's and the Latino instantly cradled it against his chest as he gave the other a childish pout.

"What was that for?" he mumbled, closely resembling a four year old. Logan rolled his eyes in return.

"For trying to grab my ass, pervert," Logan hissed back half-heartedly. They both heard chuckling and moved their gazes upwards to see Kendall whispering something in James' ear. The tall brunet's face shifted from confused, to understanding, and then straight to amusement as he doubled over in laughter. Kendall grinned at James as the taller struggled to refill his lungs in time.

"What are you guys laughing at?" Carlos mumbled.

James continued to squeal in delight as he shook his head and pointed a shaky finger at Kendall. The grin remained on the blond's face as he crossed his arms over his chest teasingly.

"I was just telling James how quickly you were to get on your knees for Logan," he stated matter-of-factly.

For the first time ever, Carlos and Logan's faces matched each other in color as a dark red blush spread up from their necks, reaching their ears. They stayed still, just watching the two standing up with wide open mouths before they both shot up at the same time.

"Shut up!" they screeched in unison.

Kendall shrugged proudly and James began to calm back down.

"What? You two are together now, right?"

They both shared a questioning look before turning their attention back to the blond.

"How do you know already?"

"Are you kidding me? Friends don't just fall asleep on top of each other, whispering "I love you too" with a dopey smile on their face," James added in. Logan looked down to the ground, attempting to keep his returning blush from showing. Carlos looked down at the ground too, but he wore a lopsided grin as his hear fluttered uncontrollably.

"Yea, like that Carlos. Perfect example of Logan's dopey smile."

The pale boy punched the thick eyebrowed teen on the shoulder toughly.

"My smile is not dopey!" he answered.

"Yea it is."

"No it's not!"

"Yea, it kind of is."

"Shut up! I said no, it's not!"

Instead of continuing the pointless chain of arguing, Kendall merely reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and pressed a few keys before shoving the small device into Logan's face. The brunet pulled his head back a little and squinted his eyes to see better. There, on the phone, was displayed a clear picture of Logan with his cheek smashed up against Carlos' chest with a goofy smile plastered on his face.

"Whatever," Logan mumbled as he looked away and crossed his arms over his chest. The reaction sparked Carlos' interest and the raven-haired boy pushed Logan out of the way rudely as he grabbed the phone away from Kendall's grasp and held it close to his face.

"Aw, Logie, you look so adorable!" he cooed, making Logan's face redden slightly.

"Shut up…"

Carlos laughed under his breath while he thumbed a few keys on the keyboard, his tongue poking out of his mouth a bit.

"Don't worry Logie, I already erased it for you," Carlos declared before throwing the phone back at Kendall and hopping over to his boyfriend. He wrapped his arms around the brunet's body and rubbed his nose up against his exposed neck.

"Well, aren't you two cute," James commented. Logan narrowed his eyes at him, but for the most part ignored him and focused on the warmth radiating off of the Latino in his arms.

"Yea…I hate to break up this adorable little show, but my stomach is growling right now, so…let's go out for breakfast," Kendall interrupted. Logan and Carlos didn't make show any sign of acknowledgment as they continued to distractedly make the most of having the other in their embrace. Their relationship was still brand new, and these kinds of intimate touches were like blank canvases they couldn't help but to take advantage of. They simultaneously made a mental note to memorize every curve, dip, and mark on the other's body as soon as possible.

"Seriously guys…you two look like two little puppies cuddling…"

Again, no response came from the two shorter teens. Kendall pouted and leaned forward slightly as he let his arms hang down loosely.

"Guys," he whined annoyingly, " c'mon, I'm hungry…"

"Man, that was delicious!" Kendall commented as he patted his belly for emphasis.

"You would know. You ate like a pig!" Logan replied, his hand tightly locked with Carlos' as the four walked down the jogging trail of PalmWood's Park. They walked together in a line, Logan and James at the end with Carlos and Kendall between them. The four walked at a slow pace, their gaits almost matching each others. The sky was a beautiful baby blue. A few fat, puffy white clouds were slowly drifting away as the sun shone high above.

"Why is it that whenever Carlos literally stuffs his face with food, no one says a word, but when indulge myself every now and then, someone," he emphasized with a small glare directed towards the brunet two people down from him, "has to comment on it?"

"Because it's cute when Carlos does it. It's scary when you do it."

Kendall scoffed and turned his attention back to where he was going, mumbling something about girly relationships under his breath as they continued on.

"You're just jealous because you don't have a smart, adorable, sensitive, caring, loving, hot, selfless, angelic, playful, sexy-"

"Carlos!" Logan whined, his face being covered by his free hand. Carlos turned to Logan with a raised eyebrow.

"What's wrong Logie?" he asked, gently.

"Ugh, never mind!" the flustered teen mumbled, pretending not to notice the barely concealed chuckles from Kendall and James. Carlos blinked and shrugged his shoulders. He smiled and continued on talking to Kendall.

"…perfect, mature, tough, strong, ripped, huggable, kissable, touchable, fu-"

"Hey! Look, a field! Let's go over there?" Logan shouted a little too loudly as he pointed at the small clearing and ran towards it, dragging Carlos all the way there. The taller of the four lagged behind slightly, not being able to run quite as fast due to the breathtaking laughs they were emitting all the way there. Once they reached a semi-secluded are in the middle of the field, the four plopped themselves down on their back. Their order remained the same as when they were walking. Carlos and Logan's hands were still linked between them, but James and Kendall had theirs resting behind their heads as they all looked up at the vast expanse of blue. A comfortable silence lingered around them as they rested on the soft bed of grass.

"Everything's going to be different from now on, isn't it?" Logan broke the silence, his focus never leaving the cloud above him. The three to his left all suddenly turned to him with questioning looks, but he didn't take notice of it.

"What do you mean?" James asked for them.

"I mean everything. You guys found about something I wanted to keep from you forever, Carlos and I are together now, and nice moments like these where we're all together are probably going to be few and far between."

Surprisingly, Kendall was the first to argue Logan's statement as he sat up, leaning back on his shoulders as he looked down at Logan.

"Logan…of course things haven't changed. James and I are happy for you and Carlos, honestly."

"Yea, if it wasn't for us, he'd probably still be singing songs for you in his head instead of holding your hand in this field right now," James added for Kendall as he too sat up in the same position as the blond. They remained quiet, waiting for a response from the cloud gazing brunet. His dark brown eyes very slowly shifted to the left, following the large, bright tuft of air and moisture. Carlos knew this silent Logan way too well to let him stay for long. He knew what kind of thought ran rampant inside the genius' head when he refused to speak to anyone. He tightly squeezed Logan's soft hand, finally gaining the spiky haired teen's attention. Their faces were mere inches away from each other as they stared deep into each other's eyes. Carlos' free hand lifted and he gently placed it over Logan's cheek.

"You don't have to worry about anything changing between all of us. And even if things do change, I promise you it'll be for the better. I love you too much to hurt you Logan. And even though they won't say it as much as I will, Kendall and James love you too."

Logan couldn't help the way his eyes were stinging with tears as Carlos spoke to him. He bit his bottom lip as an attempt to keep the floodgates strong as he looked up to Kendall and James with questioning eyes. The two were grinning as they looked down at their teary-eyed friend.

"It's true…"

"We love us some of that Logan."

Logan let go of the lip caught between his teeth, completely giving up as the first tear travelled down the side of his face and fell to the grass. He breathed in deeply and exhaled loudly as he redirected his attention back at the interestingly shaped cloud he was looking at earlier. He could feel the familiar tickle of more tears sliding down his cheeks before he spoke.

"I don't want you guys to hate him," his voice barely came out as a whisper as he fought with the lump in the back of his throat.

"Who?" Carlos asked gently. Logan had to swallow before he was able to whimper out an answer.

"My uncle."

All three of the teen's instantly tensed at the mention of the person. They concealed the faces of resentment they wanted to convey as they looked down at Logan blankly. The brunet could feel the sudden thickening of the air and he forced down his emotions. He had no choice but to explain himself, at least a little.

"I swear it wasn't his fault. I wouldn't be defending him if it were. You have to believe me, he was just sick! It wasn't his fault!"

Carlos wordlessly reached forward and pulled Logan so that his head was resting on his chest. The brunet willingly let himself be manhandled and tightly fisted the Latino's shirt against his face. Carlos snaked his hands down Logan's back before sneaking them inside the taller's loose fitting t-shirt. He could feel the now recognizably rough feel of his scars under his fingers and he rubbed them up and down. He was pleased when Logan's body visibly relaxed under his touch.

Neither of them were aware of the tall blond and brunet staring at the display with their mouths wide open. Were they seeing what they thought they were seeing? For one, Carlos was rubbing up and down Logan's bare back, and the brunet seemed to enjoying it. In fact, he didn't even flinch at all when the Hispanic's hands made skin contact. And above that, the genius' shirt was halfway up his back, showing the bottom half of the strange "X" scar to anyone who just happened to pass by. Of course, they were in a pretty secluded area, but they were both pretty sure Logan wouldn't have felt comfortable doing this just yesterday regardless.

"I believe you Logie. If you say it wasn't his fault, then I believe you," Carlos whispered before kissing Logan's forehead. The statement relaxed Logan even further and he lifted his head down at Carlos.

"I love you," he consciously admitted in English for the first time. The Latino below him beamed with elation. His pearly, white teeth shined joyously at his boyfriend. Logan couldn't resist. He had no other choice but to lean down and bring the other into a soft kiss. Their lips moved in sync as their bodies pressed even tighter against each other. They could feel the air slowly leaving their lungs as they completely forgot about the setting around them. That is until they heard someone clearing their throat loudly right next to them, causing them to reluctantly separate and send questioning looks to their side.

"You know, you guys can at least warn us when you do that so that we can look away before you permanently put an end to our innocence," Kendall told them.

"Again, your just jealous because you don't have a boyfriend," answered the Latino with his tongue sticking out at the blond. The bushy browed teen raised an eyebrow before turning to James. He scooted over so that he was merely inches away from the slightly taller brunet.

"James…I think we should tell them now…," Kendall stated in a soft voice as he looked up at the other's hazel eyes. The brunet smiled fondly as he looked back down to meet the blond's vibrant green irises. He nodded slightly, never breaking leaving the other's eyes.

"Okay, Kendall…I trust you…," James whispered back.

Kendall's hand reached up and gently cupped the muscular young man's cheek. James' head tilted to the side as he instantly leaned into the touch, his eyelids already fluttering closed. Carlos and Logan still remained in the exact same positions they were in before all of this started. They were both staring at the display with huge eyes and mouths gaping exaggeratedly.

"I love you Jamie," Kendall whispered slowly as his eyes closed and he began to lean forward.

"I love you too Ken," James mutter as he too leaned slightly forward, closing the distance between the two even more.

Carlos and Logan were unknowingly leaning forward, attempting to get a better view of the unbelievable sight that was taking place a mere two feet away from them. Kendall and James' lips were almost touching when they both suddenly pulled back and began to roll around on the floor, clutching their stomach tightly as they belted out in laughter.

"You should have seen your faces!" James screamed over his own laughter as he continued to roll around.

The two shorter teens' faces immediately fell and their eyebrows furrowed in disapproval.

"Oh my god, yea! I can't believe actually fell for that whole thing!" Kendall added in.

"That's not funny!" Carlos shouted, annoyed at being teased by the other two.

"Oh, Jamie! I love you so much!" Kendall yelled in a girly voice while his laughter still boomed through the air as loud as ever.

"I love you too Ken!" James followed the blond's lead.

Logan and Carlos rolled their eyes at the immatureness and turned their backs to the two, effectively ignoring their never-ending laughter. Logan looked at Carlos, his face still showing slight annoyance.

"What time is it?" he asked. The Latino reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.

"Quarter till one," Carlos replied. He made a move to put the phone back into his pocket, but Logan quickly grabbed his wrist and pulled it towards him. He looked at the phone to find his vision hadn't been playing tricks on him.

"I thought you said you erased that picture!" Logan yelled as he grabbed the phone and stood up.

"I did! But I sent it to myself first. I wanted to use it as my wallpaper," Carlos explained.

Logan didn't say anything in return. Instead, he hastily speeded off away from the Latino before he even knew what was going on. Carlos watched as Logan ran away from him for a few seconds before it finally dawned on him what was happening. He jumped to his own feet and began sprinting behind his boyfriend and best friend.

"Come back here Logie! Don't erase it!"

"Too late! My fingers about to slip!"

"No! It's too cute! Stop!"

By this time, Kendall and James were finally starting to settle down from their laughter. They coughed painfully as they sat back up on the grass. In the distance, they could see Carlos and Logan running around a tree laughing, both too far away for them to hear what they were shouting at each other. Suddenly, Logan made a desperate run away, but he wasn't fast enough, and Carlos sweeped him up from behind. Logan seemed to be laughing hysterically as he kicked his legs violently while Carlos twirled him around the air, the biggest smile they'd ever seen on his face.

Kendall and James looked at each other with wide smiles before turning back to watch their two best friends.

"They make a good couple."

"Sickeningly cute."

1) Slang for "American"

2) Why are you looking at me so much? Kiss me daddy?"

3) "You are my world. I love you so much"

God…I feel like crying right now! It's over! It's actually over! Well…not completely…but for the most part, yes it is. Pretty much the only thing that's left is…what happened EXACTLY! Which I swear I will tell you in the spinoff (to those who I'm sure are pissed it's still a secret). But honestly, you should all at least know pretty much what happened. Whatever, back to the topic at hand…I just want to thank all of you who review and even those who just read. I LOVE YOU GUYS! That means you GleeShadow, CheekyBrunette, TidusGT, irishoreo, Sum1cooler, Robin-n-Hoodie, Sir RCCS, the voice of singing clouds, MiaCnnr, Scarlett, Logan Henderson Is Mine, Whatwhy, Sastiel (lover!), squoctobird, miSSmeliSS1324124, Anonymous Skrtle, Daughter Deception, huyandhieu, Bigtimebitch, VoicesInTheWind, Miss Fenway, IloveThe Island, 2 kool 2 spell 'kool' right, , onlythatdaydawns, mermaidlover101, CoblynauRisen, teobaldi, CountryPeach05, and Michelle550. Oh, and that one anonymous reviewer that didn't title their review! Don't think I don't love you too! Anyway…let me leave before I end up writing a whole other page…for the last time…

-Gohanrules out!