Chapter 7: Humans are selfish.

Another semi-consistent update! I wonder when I will stop acting as if these are unusual? I don't think I ever will, simply because I'm still surprising myself.

Although for as much as I don't have faith in myself to uphold this, I will say it! I guarantee at least 1 update every week, at least 1! If not more! So let's hope I can do it.

Also, I was scrolling through the other fanfictions about bleach, to see how mine was doing compared to others that were of similar length, I thought I was doing just about as well as any other writer, but it turns out this story is doing better than I thought it was! So thank you all for the reviews, favs and follows. I'm also surprised at how little hate, or 'flames' I'm getting, but I'm not complaining.

On a last note, thanks to the couple people that gave me a bit of feedback on how I handled the characters personality last chapter, I'm happy to see I did a decent job at it.

Anyways, that's all I have to say so,

LEGO!

"Talking"

'Thinking'

"Demon/Hollow talking"

'Demon/Hollow thinking'

"Spirit Talking"

'Spirit thinking'

Disclaimer: Don't own Bleach.

Little additional note, I usually don't write here after I've finished writing the chapter, but this is just a little reading suggestion. I honestly suggest you read this while listening to music, something that you can chill out to. I wrote this chapter at 1 a.m in my bed while listening to music that I find 'chill' and it honestly brought me in my feels, although that might be because I was able to picture all the scenes so vividly. So it might not work for you, but this is just a little something to maybe make your reading experience better.

Chapter 7: Humans are selfish.

It had been around a week since Ichigo had started being the assistant to class 4-A's teacher, and he was surprised by how welcoming the little group he had his talk with the first day had been since then. Tatsuki was, he felt, the same way he remembered her, and he couldn't help but feel they had a sort of brother-sister relationship, along with a brother-sister rivalry. Rukia also seemed to have gotten more comfortable with him, almost to a point where he felt she looked up to him, why? He didn't know, he still felt a bit guilty for getting her involved in this entire mess, even though in the bigger scheme of things it was inevitable, even preferable. Although at times he caught her looking at him with a distant and pained look in her eyes, she would instantly look away when he met her gaze back though, he had told himself she would talk to him about it when she was comfortable with it. Inoue was a very bubbly, friendly person, easy to talk to about stupid things, have a laugh or two with, he definitely couldn't see her in a romantic way though, despite her... assets, although she seemed like a reliable friend, Tatsuki picked her friends well, he thought.

'Well, aside from me...' he thought somewhat bitterly.

It all came back around to how short this situation was going to last, and if it did last longer than intended, how destructive it would be for the teens he had come to be friends with. He couldn't help but feel horribly selfish at the thought of staying friends with them, bringing them with him in this crazy situation. He might be able to protect them, he told himself, but humans were creatures of doubt, and he couldn't help but fear what would happen if he couldn't protect them, he knew he was supposed to be super powerful, Soul King whatever, but he didn't feel he should go into anything with such confidence, that would turn him complacent, unable to doubt himself, and if that happened, they would all be doomed.

But still, he was selfish.

Why wouldn't he be? It was human nature to look out for oneself, humans had offspring, not because they wanted to see their first-born's step, the smile on their significant others face, but because their brains told them too, why? Because that was how one would survive, letting their genes go down generations and generations, all humans did was for themselves. And that made sense, why would you defend others, if you couldn't defend yourself? Because you cared about them? But why did you care about them? Because without them you would feel bad. It all came full circle, Ichigo wanted to bring them into this mess, not because it would benefit them, but because it would benefit him, make him feel good, it was selfish. Yet he couldn't fault himself for it.

That didn't mean he was going to do it. He still recognized what the right choice was to him.

'I'm sure Urahara has a memory eraser., of all the things he has.' he thought.

He might go back to where he was not 2 weeks ago, stuck in a numb, limbo like state, but then again, he didn't mind that, he had lived like that for several years, and he loved it. So why didn't want to go back to it? Why did the thought of it make him feel empty?

"Fuck." he said harshly, in a low tone, as to not alert Rukia, he was gripping his heart, 'I can't believe myself, I used to laugh at idiots like me. Why can't I go back to how I was before, numb? It felt so much better...' he thought, recognizing how pathetic he sounded, and feeling a rush from how ashamed with himself he was at his own voice, brought himself up, leaning against his wall. And made his face stoic, closing his eyes as his bangs went to cover them. 'I need to build that wall in between me and my emotions that I used to have, I can't think clearly anymore, with all this bullshit swirling around me.'. And so he focused on his own mind, something he was good at after all the meditation he had done, and pictured a wall, it was crumbled though, but one could see it used to be extremely high, he didn't want to rebuild it to its full height, that would bring him back to how he was when his mom had just died. He knew exactly what level he wanted it to be. He still wanted to feel emotions like amusement and enjoyment, but he wanted to get rid of his ability to care for people, it was ruining him and the people he might care for. He would still be the same he was before all this had happened, he could have the same conversations with Rukia and Tatsuki that he used to have, but they would feel a difference, he would feel a difference.

And so he focused, for what felt like hours, eyes clenched shut and brow sweating, until he got to the last bloc, flying on it's own into place. However, he hesitated at the last second, as pictures of Tatsuki, crying, Inoue, Chad and Rukia popped into his mind. his hesitation didn't last long though, as he steeled himself and forced the bloc to come into place, feeling what was perhaps one of the most painful emotions he had ever felt at that moment, but that emotion went away, replaced with a familiar, cold feeling, a numb feeling, he almost laughed out loud as he recognised the feeling, this was what he was looking for, that numbness. He thought back to Tatsuki's crying face, and smiled to himself as he felt nothing from it. It wasn't cynical, he just simply didn't care about it. He thought about other things, that would, for example, make him laugh, one of the many conversations he had had with Shiro and Ossan, and laughed, he was happy about that, he still wanted to laugh, feel excitement, and he had succeeded in that. He thought about another emotion, lust. Thinking about a couple examples he was happy to recognise that fire in his stomach.

He threw his head back and smiled, a smile he hadn't had on face for a while, and laughed, a hollow laugh, emotionless.

He might destroy himself while doing this, but he couldn't find it in himself to care about that either.

Ichigo's inner world...

"Are you sure you want to let this happen?" Mikasa asked as the three of them watched on while Ichigo continued with the rebuilding of his wall. Shiro and Ossan both had emotionless faces on as well.

"We're not going to stop him, Ichigo's trying to convert himself back to how he was before the incident with Rukia happened. He's realised that his emotions are getting in his way, and he thinks they need to be taken down. I won't stop him, he's still worthy of my power and respect. Besides, this won't get rid of his kindness and personality, it will just stop his emotions from interrupting him. He still understands what is right and wrong, and what he has to do." Ossan explained.

"Yes, but aren't you scared that the treatment he's giving to those other guys won't apply to you as well?" She questioned. Ossan shook his head, while Shiro answered, his tone much more sober.

"No, we've been together forever and our bond is too strong for that, besides, we aren't interrupting him, he recognises we're essential to his sanity and power, he also recognises that we'll always be there for him. I'm confident he'll never wrong us, unless we wrong him. Besides, his core emotions won't change, he'll still feel all the emotions I care about, fun, amusement, excitement, lust," He looked briefly at Mikasa as he said that, his look not perverted, just making an example, "And his lust for a good fight." his look became more crazed as he said those words, his grin widening as he stared at the ground intently, "He'll essentially be a hollow in what he craves, he'll just be able to control it with a high degree of intelligence. If anything, this just made him more deadly." He paused for a bit, silence hanging, "What about you? Don't you have any misgivings about this?"

"No, I said it already, I don't have much of a will of my one. But if anything, this is good for me, I'll admit to have been attracted to Ichigo's personality in a sexual way, and if anything this only makes him more appealing. If he needs to, I'll be here to satisfy his lust." she explained with a perfectly straight face, as if she was just stating an everyday fact. Ossan glanced at her.

"Why would a creature like you, that apparently has no will of their own, be sexually attracted to anything?" He questioned, curious.

"Humans choose to follow others subconsciously, through charisma, and other factors, including their 'sexual appeal' if you will, so I was created with the ability to feel those emotions, it is an unsaid part of figuring out whether somebody is worthy of being Soul King. If the Soul King is a socially awkward person, nobody will follow him." she explained.

"I'm guessing Ichigo has some of that 'Sexual appeal'?" Shiro said in an amused tone, she didn't answer, as the question was rhetorical, "So what do you plan to do about that? Are you gonna make a move, or just sit back and wait for Ichigo to do something?"

"As I said, I just have sexual feelings towards Ichigo, and if he's anything like I think he is, he'll only feel sexual feelings towards me, it'll happen when it happens." she said, her arms crossed, as they watched Ichigo finish up.

"What if Ichigo finds other people to satisfy his lust on?" Shiro questioned, how embarrassing the conversation would be to other people not felt for them, she huffed at that question.

"I'm sure he will, but I don't care. He said it best himself, all human desires are selfish. The only reason I want to fuck him is because I want to satisfy my lust, and I feel he's a good person to do that with, it goes the same way around. There are no other emotions aside from lust in between the two of us." she explained.

Shiro chuckled dryly, "Yeah, I guess."

Back in Ichigo's room...

He spent the rest of his Saturday morning finishing up on his anime watch. He had already figured out a training plan with his spirits, and he was free to do whatever he wanted at the moment. The entire time he couldn't help but relish in how amazing it felt to be back to how he was before, the numbness made him feel so full, talking and joking with his spirits made him feel so full. His spirits had fortunately not questioned what he had done. Which he should have expected, he knew them well enough to know they wouldn't care much about what this. Knowing he only had to back himself up, protect himself, also lifted a great weight off his shoulders, sure, Rukia was still part of this, but she could take care of herself, and after she went back to Soul Society safe, he wouldn't owe her anything anymore. He could go back to how he was before, alone. Not being weighed down by knowing other people cared for him. It made him feel free.

Somebody knocked at the door, "Come in." he said in a blank tone.

Rukia walked into the room, almost taking a double take at the lack of presence she felt from Ichigo. Over the last week, Ichigo had stopped containing the energy that made him feel so similar to Kaien, and she would always feel embraced by it when she walked in the room, it made wherever she was in with him feel warm, full.

Now the room felt cold, empty. She would usually feel as if her legs were carried when she walked in Ichigo's room, now, they felt heavy, she had to support herself to walk in here. 'What happened?' she thought, all that energy that over the past week Ichigo had finally stopped containing was now back in its cage, locked even tighter. His face was even more emotionless that it usually was, his eyes empty, "Are you okay?" she asked as she put the bag she carrying on her desk, the voice that answered her was so different from the one she had gotten used to, that if he wasn't standing in front of her, she would have thought he was a different person.

"I'm fine. Why?" he asked, although his tone lacked interest, care, or any emotions for that matter.

"N-nevermind," she stuttered, "I was at Urahara's and he gave me the mod soul I had been waiting for." she said as she reached into the small bad and pulled out a pez dispenser, Ichigo raised an eyebrow.

"And what is that?" he asked, his voice gaining a bit of interest. Relieving Rukia.

'So he isn't completely dead.' she thought, "A mod soul can be inserted into a body that doesn't have a soul, so now you can be in your soul body while your real body is doing other things." she answered.

"Sounds useful." he said as he caught the small candy and inserted it into his mouth, a small flash and his soul body was out of his real body, with his real body still moving. it straightened out and stood on front of Ichigo, his hands at his sides in a military position.

"Mod soul, Raiza, at your service!" the mod soul said, it's voice sounding weird coming out of Ichigo's mouth. (I'll address the fact that there's no Kon in the author's note at the end.)

"Lose the strict attitude, it's annoying." Ichigo said in a bored tone, "I'm not gonna use you for now, although I'm gonna need to tweak you around so you act like me." he told the mod soul in a more annoyed way than anything, as if he would rather be doing something else.

"I guess you'll be fine to take of him without my help?" Rukia asked.

"Huh, oh yeah, you can go do whatever you want." Ichigo said.

Rukia walked out, closing the door behind her and leaning on it. The air outside of Ichigo's room felt lighter, 'What happened to you, Ichigo?' she thought sadly.

Later in the afternoon...

Ichigo had spend all of 30 minutes training the mod soul how to act like him, thankfully he had gotten a competent soul and the process didn't take longer than it had to. He had then spent the rest of the day in his room, watching more anime, because he was just a weeb like that. And that was what he wanted to do, not like there was anything better to be done. He heard the door opening and closing and, figuring he should go down, if only simply out of respect and common courtesy, he walked down the stairs into the living room, where Rukia was.

"Oh! Ichigo. You surprised me." Rukia said, she would usually be able to feel Ichigo coming, but his recent change had made him undetectable.

He grabbed a can of coke and plopped down on the couch, "Sorry about that." he said, "So what's up?" he asked, his voice containing a bit of interest, just because he had gone back to his old ways, didn't mean he had to be a dick to everybody.

"I crossed Inoue on the way back, she got hit by a car." she said, Ichigo's eyebrows rose a bit.

"Wow, really? Did she go to the hospital or something?" he questioned.

"No, I thought she should, but she insisted she was fine, although I feel there's something darker to this, she had a hollow mark on her leg." Ichigo tilted his head.

"A hollow mark?" he hadn't been told about that by Urahara.

"Yes. It's a mark given by a hollow, when a human is tagged by it it often means that a hollow is coming after them." she explained.

"But why would a hollow chase after one specific human?"

"I didn't tell you this because I didn't think I'd need to, but let me ask you something first. Does Inoue have any family that died recently?" Rukia asked, her tone worried.

"Yes, her brother died a couple years ago, unfortunately my mom had died back then so there was no clinic near enough to save him before he passed away." he had been explained by Tatsuki about Sora's death. He truly felt for the girl, even now, he had been in the same situation, she had obviously copped with it in a different way.

Rukia's expression suddenly took on one of panic, "We need to go to Inoue's house now!" she said as she rushed for her glove, extracting herself from her gigai, "Come on! Inoue's in danger." Ichigo got up, not in a particularly fast way and used Rukia's glove to extract himself from his body.

"Well then let's go, I'm guessing you'll tell me what the deal is on the way?" Ichigo said as they walked out.

They ran across the rooftops of Karakura, Rukia obviously panicked, but Ichigo was calm and collected, to him, this was just like killing another hollow, not his friend's brother who had turned into a hollow.

If this had been a couple hours ago, he might have been stressing a bit, so he was happy that he had done what he had done, it made it easier for him to think in situations like these, so he could do his job better.

Rukia had already explained to Ichigo what the deal was with the hollow, and Ichigo couldn't help but imagine how he would feel had that happened to him, with his mother. He felt a pang of pain at the thought of that, he might have closed most of his emotions towards other people off, but he would never allow himself to forget his mother, not only because he couldn't, but also because he didn't want to, she was a major part of his life and he couldn't simply forget that.

He cared about his mother, who was dead, aside from that, the only people he cared about were his spirits, who weren't as much people as they were extensions of himself.

He looked up at the moon, thinking on whether or not he had made the right choice for himself, and to extent, for the people he was trying to forget. He came to the same conclusion he had already came to, they were better off without him, in every way, and while he might not have been better off without them, he didn't feel right putting himself before them, for once, he wasn't selfish. So he had come up with the easiest way to forget them-

He stopped thinking about that. The more he thought about the illusion he had set up for himself, the more the illusion faded away. And that wasn't what he wanted.

They landed on the roof opposite to where they could sense Inoue, and Tatsuki's presence, it made sense for them to be spending their Saturday night together, they were best friends after all, 'Although if Tatsuki has to eat Inoue's food I can only pray for her.'

"We're there." Rukia said, Ichigo looked at her with a deadpan expression.

"Yeah, I realized." he said dryly, Rukia smirked at that, maybe he hadn't changed that much, he had just gone back to how he was when she had first met him, although a bit worst, for some reason, which she would discover at some point.

They waited for a couple minutes, feeling the area for the hollow, "It's coming from over there." Ichigo said as he pointed at the direction opposite of the moon, "Should be here in a couple minutes."

"Yes, do you want to deal with it yourself? You don't seem to be bothered by the fact that it might be Inoue's brother." Rukia replied.

Ichigo smirked, the smirk he had when he fought Shiro, although not as big, this clearly wouldn't be as impressive of a fight, "Be it Inoue's brother or not, if it's like all the other hollows I've seen, it'll be purified." Ichigo said as he drew his sword, letting his excitement at the idea of a fight with an above average hollow be shown.

Rukia looked at him in awe, the light from the moon behind him only adding to the scene, black and white wisps of energy had started seeping from Ichigo's body, interloping with each other. His sword was now a pure black, with the hilt being white, he had drawn it in his right hand, holding it up to his side, parallel to the ground. His head was held high, his face covered with a smirk she had never seen on his face. His eyes were starring straight at the direction of where the hollow was coming from, and they had... changed colors?! 'Impossible!' she thought, shocked. His sclera was now black, with the irises being white, although faint traces of a blue light could be seen. 'What is this? Reiatsu is seeping from his body, yet I feel no pressure... it's impossible for him to be in shikai either, is he emitting this aura without the use of reiryoku?!' she thought, all this was overwhelming her, on one side she felt like his simple presence would make her fall to her knees, on the other he wasn't emitting any pressure, and he was Ichigo, 'What happened to him?' she had thought about this possibility for awhile now, that Ichigo had his own powers, but this wasn't anything like what she expecting, this was... she couldn't explain this.

Ichigo stared straight at where they felt the hollow coming from, he would admit, that he had let his hollow side influence him for a bit, letting him release a bit more than he had originally intended to, but he couldn't resist it, the idea of fighting whatever was coming towards him was too tempting, it made him shake with excitement, he was aware he would probably slice through the hollow like butter, and be done with it in one strike, then have to explain the entire situation to Rukia, but he couldn't care less, if he could even get a couple seconds of that feeling that he could only get in a fight, he would do it. Was he addicted? 'Nah, this isn't that unhealthy of an addiction, I think... although I should probably just go to Urahara's for a fight.'. He could still think rationally if he wanted to, but he didn't, he simply wanted to let his instincts guide him, of course, he knew when to take control again, he could distinguish in between situations like these and actual life threatening fights.

The hollow came from out of the ground, it's large, snake-like body flying in the air as he stared at the two shinigami in front of him, "Get out of my way!" he screeched as he leaped at Ichigo, normally, a hollow would run away when faced with such spiritual pressure coming from a shinigami, but the thing was, Ichigo wasn't emitting reiatsu, this was simply his aura when he was excited for a fight, the hollow didn't feel intimidated by it though, as he slashed at Ichigo, who jumped up.

'Forget killing this thing in one-shot, I'm gonna make this last!' he thought as he sheathed his sword, coming down to punch the hollow from the back. It went flying into the nearest building, which thankfully, wasn't Orihime's.

"Ichigo! What are you doing! You can't kill the hollow without your sword!" Rukia yelled in a panic. What was he thinking?

Ichigo either didn't hear, or didn't care about what Rukia had said, as he dived back at the hollow, who was stumbling to get back up, delivering to it a kick in the stomach.

Now, Ichigo had originally meant not to aim for Orihime's house this fight, but, let's say things don't always go to plan.

The hollow went crashing towards Orihime's apartment, making a truck sized hole right in front of where Tatsuki and Orihime were peacefully having dinner.

'Aw, fuck.' Ichigo thought, his eyes turning back to their normal colour and his aura settling down, he knew he couldn't fight like this if people got involved.

The hollow stumbled to bring itself back up, it's vision blocked by it's hands, which were covering it's face, because of the extreme pain coming from that region. It groaned, which sounded more like a horrific yell, and slowly brought it's hands off of it's face, only to be shocked at what he saw.

Right in front of him, laying on the ground, a panicked expression on her face, was Orihime, along with her was a black haired girl who he recognized as Tatsuki, the one who had stole his sister from him.

"Brother! Sora, is that you?!" Orihime yelled out, her hand covering her mouth as tears formed at the edges of her eyes.

The hollow questioned how Orihime had recognized it, when it realized why, it's mask had been ripped off by the rough landing he had had.

"Yes, it's me Orihime." he said in a soft voice, too soft for a hollow.

"What happened to you?" she whispered, tears now freely falling from her eyes.

"Can't you see? It's all because of you!" he hissed in a spiteful voice. Orihime crumbled down to her knees, overwhelmed by what was happening.

"No... how did I do this to you?"

"You forgot about me! You stopped praying for me! You replaced me with that girl!" he yelled out, "WHY DID YOU FORGET ABOUT ME!" he screamed, bringing his hand down to Orihime.

"W-what...?" The hollow whispered, it's arm had been blocked by Ichigo's, who was facing Orihime, who was now looking up, at Ichigo.

"I-ichigo?" she stuttered. Ichigo, despite himself, couldn't help but smile sadly at Orihime, out of sympathy, he couldn't imagine what he would feel like if the situation had been flipped over and his mother had turned into a hollow.

"Don't worry about this. It doesn't concern you." he said softly, looking back towards the hollow, his look dark, although not like when his hollow side came up.

"No! That's my brother! I need to help him!" she yelled as she got up, trying to run past him, although she didn't get far, as Ichigo grabbed her by the shoulder, "What are you doing! Let me help him!" she yelled, fighting against Ichigo's grip.

Ichigo sighed sadly, bringing the girl, who was now crying her eyes out, in front of him, "I'm sorry Orihime, but that's not your brother anymore, he can't be saved, the only way for me to save him is to purify him." he said softly.

The girl crumbled onto Ichigo, her hands covering her face as she cried into his chest, "Just save him... please..." she whispered as she fell unconscious. Ichigo, with one hand, lay her softly on the ground, and looked back towards the hollow, his eyes hidden by the shadows.

The entire time while Ichigo was 'talking' to Orihime, he had kept his grip on the hollow's arm, not letting it move.

He was done with this. This should never happen to anyone, although it was his fault for letting the hollow crash into Orihime's apartment. He unsheathed his sword with his free hand, "You're done for." he whispered as he shunpoed faster than the hollow could see, and slashed at it's face.

Orihime's brother disappeared in a shower of spirit particles, Ichigo sheathed his sword back, staring back at the scene that had been caused by his recklessness.

Orihime's wall had been ruined, hopefully he could do something about that, or at least Urahara could. Orihime and Tatsuki were on the ground, unconscious, Orihime probably left with a life-scarring memory. He sighed to himself.

'I changed myself to stop my emotions for other people from interrupting me, but if I'm gonna let the high I get from a fight cause this, I might as well not have done anything. I won't let myself be so reckless again.' he chastised himself.

Rukia landed next to Ichigo, he didn't look at her, "Don't worry, Urahara can erase their memories of tonight and fix the wall by tomorrow morning, I'll just tell him about this later." he didn't answer, although a small sigh could be heard from him.

They stayed silent for a couple minutes after that, staring at the scene in front of them, until Rukia spoke up again, "What was that, Ichigo?" she asked.

Ichigo turned around again, his face neutral again, "Nothing you need to worry about. It won't interrupt me again." Ichigo responded in a tone of finality, "I'll let you tell Urahara about this. See you later."

"Ichigo wait!.." too late, he had already vanished, at that moment, Urahara appeared as well, his smirk still plastered on his face.

"Well isn't this a mess you guys caused! Good thing I'm here! I'll have all this fixed by tomorrow morning." he said in his obnoxious voice.

"Yes, do that." Rukia said, not looking at him as she vanished as well.

Urahara, left alone, let a serious expression cross his face.

"What was that aura Ichigo was emitting? It's nothing anybody should be able to emit, it wasn't reiryoku. Then what was it?" he asked himself. He didn't question Ichigo's change in eye color, he knew he had hollow powers that he could already control, but that energy was a different case, "It felt like he was imposing absolute authority, well, the level was too low for it to feel like that, but I can tell it could be that potent. Well, no matter thinking about this right now." Urahara discarded the thought to be back of his mind, for when he was back in his lab, and looked at the scene in front of him

"Now, what do I do with this?"

Okay, this chapter was as bit more serious, so I'll be a bit more serious here.

First off, about Ichigo's change in attitude; he isn't completely emotionless, he's forcing his emotions back, because he's judged that they're getting in his way. But if you noticed, I said it was an illusion, so it will eventually break, he won't stay like this forever, I'm not saying this to reassure anybody, I'm just saying.

Then, about Kon. To be honest, I don't feel he needs to be a character, that goes the same for all the other mod souls. Besides, Ichigo would probably just crush Kon if he had to deal with him now.

Now, again on Ichigo, I understand his character might seem a bit complicated, so feel free to ask questions about it, but understand that some parts of his mind might not make sense, or will contradict each other, that's simply how humans work.

About Ichigo's change in sword color and his iris being white instead of yellow, I did it because I thought it would look kinda cool, but there is also a bit of meaning to it if anybody can figure it out, i might end up explaining it in later author's notes, it's not that complicated.

I think that's about all that needs to be said, although I might be forgetting some things, so as always feel free to ask questions, post reviews and such.

Once again, all reviews and feedback about how I handled Ichigo's character are appreciated, although I feel I did a worst job this time.

As I said, I will try to keep the updates at once a week, and hopefully I'll be able to get one out during the weekend.

Thanks for reading.

(Also, I do realize there was a lot of angst this chapter, it won't be like that normally, this won't become a trend.)