A/N: To those asking about Sasuke- I have plans for him… If any of you have read a oneshot called 'Goal Orientated', that should be a bit of a hint of what I have in mind. As for Sai, he won't be a large contributor to this story, but from what I've written, it looks like he'll be getting the worst possible punishment (or the greatest reward? Depends on how he takes it I guess… Mwahaha!)

Disclaimer: This isn't mine- I just took it for a wild ride.

"I take it back, this was a terrible plan!" Konohamaru screamed. Nana didn't respond- she was too busy throwing explosive tags over her shoulder, both of them flinching in their escape as the apartment building they were racing through periodically shook. The Sarutobi whimpered when he heard Yugao's screams of rage draw even closer- she was still pretty pissed, then…

Konohamaru picked up the pace, absentmindedly slinging the lagging Nana onto his back, and slid around a bend in the hallway. He left chakra footprints in his wake that would degrade the floor and possibly trigger some sensitive traps littered throughout the building-hopefully that would slow down Yugao.

The apartment building they were in was about to collapse, they had a psychopathic ANBU on their tail, and even if they managed to escape, other shinobi would be baying for their blood once they learned that it was them that had caused the current chaos on the streets. How had it all gone so terribly wrong?

In hindsight, their plan was too perfect to work.

It started off well. Konohamaru may not have had stupidly large chakra reserves like Naruto, but he had enough to pull off a kage-bunshin capable of using jutsu. Konohamaru had then henge'd himself to look like Aoba, and anchored his chakra to a focal point on his back. Doing so made it a large weakness, but also made the illusion more realistic and able to withstand minor force, which would be necessary when walking into the same building as an ex-ANBU.

Nana had begun to descend the ventilation shaft, and Konohamaru had initiated the first phase of the plan: His clone, which was henge'd using the sexy jutsu to look exactly like Naruto, had strolled down the street. Henge'd as Aoba, he rushed to the betting station, ready to report. Then, things began to go horribly, though in a way that was still according to plan.

"Heeyyyy, I was on my way to the Hokage monument, and I was kinda wondering… why are people running in and out of that wall over there? Actually, why are the buildings on fire? Is this some sort of game, dattebayo? Why wasn't I invited!?"

Every shinobi in the vicinity froze. Two kunoichi, who had been in the process of hauling the unconscious form of a Kumokagure chunin away stopped mid-kidnapping on a nearby roof. A group of shinobi that were setting fire to their apartment building stared with wide eyes at the confused blonde. Rock Lee, who was casually strolling through the streets, lost in thought, was the victim of a pair of shinobi dropping their flaming Intel on him from the roof of a duplex.

No one paid mind to Lee cries, "This Isn't Very Youthful! Fire Is Ba- MY EYEBROWS- MY HAIR!" They were too busy staring at the whiskered blonde standing in the middle of the street, her signature orange jacket tied around her waist while her hands crossed indignantly over her chest.

Then, hell descended.

"BURN IT ALL! DESTROY THE EVIDENCE!" One shinobi screamed. As a single, frenzied entity, all the shinobi in the vicinity followed his command.

The clone, making a rasengan and yelling "I'M GONNA FIND OUT WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON, DATTEBAYO!" completed the image. Konohamaru snuck into the betting station, henge'd as Aoba and ready to enact phase two.

"Hideyoshi, you have to put this place on lockdown- Naruto's outside, and she wants to know what's going on!" 'Aoba' exclaimed, huffing and out of breath as he raced into the stand. Still all according to plan…

Yugao jumped to her feet, absentmindedly pocketing her novel, before turning to the paling Nara. Hideyoshi clenched the counter in front of him with white knuckled hands, before letting out a shaky breath. "Everyone out!" he demanded. Loiterers of the betting station instantly cleared out at his command, not willing to piss off the high strung Nara.

Hideyoshi motioned for Yugao and 'Aoba' to follow him, and strode to the shadowy side of the room. He waved away the darkness to reveal another entrance, which was sealed tightly with what appeared to be at least an A-class lock. Yugao prowled forward, eyes narrowed and serious, and broke open the heavy latch that had kept it closed with a single chakra powered slice of her arm. Hideyoshi slipped into the open doorway.

The ex-ANBU shunshin'ed towards the counter, and slammed her hand on a seal that had been imbedded in the wood, causing the main entrance to become lit with an ominous blue glow. Precautions in place, Yugao calmly walked towards the entrance of the tunnel with 'Aoba' trailing after her. The tunnel itself was dark and damp, but surprisingly wide at approximately three metes across, and high enough that 'Aoba' could just graze the roof if he stretched his hands.

Hideyoshi and Yugao each quickly formed a chakra light, and 'Aoba' hastened to match their actions. Without the light from the jutsu, it would have been impossible to see farther down the tunnel-only a small portion was illuminated from the open door leading back to the betting station. (Konohamaru was surprised by how long it was- from what he could see, it must have lead beneath the entire housing sector!)

Partway through they're journey, 'Aoba', who was busy attempting to keep his chakra ball alight (Konohamaru had never been very good at this particular jutsu), stumbled against a ledge on his left that was sticking out. It's empty holder suggested that it had at one point held a candle of some kind, but currently all it seemed good for was catching unawares shinobi painfully in the thigh. He easily reclaimed his footing, and continued on, the pain not enough to make him cry out- that might ruin his cover!

'Aoba' and Yugao continued down the tunnel, but paused in their tracks when they realized Hideyoshi wasn't following them. Looking back over their shoulders in confusion, they were treated to the image of the frozen Nara. Hideyoshi stared at Aoba with narrowed eyes.

"Three years ago, Aoba Yamashiro was stabbed in his left thigh with a high heel for accidently insulting Yamanaka Ino's hair. It's been a weakness of his ever since, though he's never made that knowledge public. Aoba would have stumbled and fallen, or at least been affected by the pain." Hideyoshi's lips curled downwards, and his next words came out as a snarl- "You're not Aoba."

And that's when the plan was smashed into a million little pieces.

Yugao froze for a moment, before whipping her head back down the tunnel towards the betting station. "A diversion!" she hissed. With a fluid motion, she unsheathed the blade she had been polishing earlier and raced back to where they had come from.

She had probably left Hideyoshi behind because the danger to The Bet had overridden her common sense, which was good news for Konohamaru- one enemy was more than enough.

The enraged Nara lunged towards Konohamaru, whose rolled to the side, jostling the focal point on his back. His henge dropped. The limited light made it difficult to see, but the encroaching darkness was hard to miss. Hideyoshi whipped back around towards the Sarutobi, and smiled a deranged smile.

"Light's out," he giggled manically. Konohamaru's vision was instantly swallowed in darkness, but he didn't allow himself to panic. He immediately dropped to the ground and rolled to the side of the wall, careful to not make a sound. While Naras could control shadows, even they wouldn't be able to see in impenetrable darkness such as this. Hideyoshi's shadow lunged towards Konohamaru's previous position, barely missing him.

The Sarutobi slid to his feet. He threw the first thing he could reach from his pockets to the floor, desperate to create some kind of diversion. He was apparently in luck once again, because he had grabbed a small packet of over a dozen pressure activated firework cracklers (thank you Naruto for giving him pranking supplies!) The miniature fireworks sparked to life as they contacted the ground, their noise and brightness almost unbearable in the tight, dark confines of the tunnel.

Konohamaru used the Nara's moment of disorientation from the fireworks to throw one of his kunai from his holster, handle first. The wood contacted the Nara's temple, sending him crashing to the ground. Hideyoshi may have been scary with his shadows earlier, but he was part of the cryptic analysis division, and had never been much of a combatant.

His enemy was handled. Konohamaru raced down the tunnel and back to the door, ducking into the bright confines of the betting station.

Yugao had Nana pinned to the counter, her back to the Sarutobi as she held her Katana to the Kusa genin's throat. She wouldn't actually hurt the genin, Konohamaru was sure of that, but she would turn her in as a criminal that had dared to interfere with The Bet… Which was actually might be worse than getting stabbed. The Sarutobi was tempted to turn back, but something inside of his chest caught- Nana was small and helpless in the face of the kunoichi's wrath. If Naruto was here, she would save her…

His mind was made up. Konohamaru took a shaky step forward and sealed his fate.

"Hiro turns out to be the samurai from the beginning whose clan was killed by Rei's psychopathic uncle, Hana ends up dying against the forces of 'The Dawn', and Hiro leaves Rei behind so that he can restore his honour- on top of that, the prefix lied- there is no sequel!"

Yugao froze, her grip on her Katana slackening. Konohamaru didn't waste the opportunity- he raced forward and wrenched Nana from her position on the counter, the ex-ANBU making no move to stop him. She was in no condition to fight them, and was muttering to herself- "No, that can't be, it can't be, if it ends like that, theremustbeasequel, no, nononononono-".

Konohamaru, knowing that the tight confines of the tunnel would doom them once Yugao broke from her stupor, raced towards the main entrance that had been sealed earlier.

Seals used to generate shields are usually impenetrable, as long as they're given enough time to be set in place. The matrix of this particular seal ensured that no outside harm would be able to crush the betting station, and that the stand itself in emergencies would survive.

But the seal only worked in one direction- against outside threats.

Konohamaru broke through the door like it was made of rice paper. The flames that sporadically dotted the street edged towards the doorway, a creeping menace that no one paid attention to…

"Thanks… for saving me." Nana mumbled. Konohamaru turned incredulous eyes at the genin, gobsmacked by her complete 180 in attitude. After a moment, the normal Nana made her reappearance. "But- what the hell happened back there?!" Nana exclaimed as they raced into a nearby apartment. Konohamaru was still jittery with nerves, and he had to duck out of the way of a suddenly falling beam, so it took him a moment to reply.

"I fucked up- Hideyoshi spotted a flaw in my impersonation, and-" Konohamaru and Nana paused as an ungodly screamof pure an unadulterated rage swept passed them, a haze of killing intent in its wake. Ebizo, who had been sneaking out of the apartment with stolen Intel in hand, froze.

"Oh Kami, that was Yugao; I'd recognize that awful scream anywhere. Whoever she's pissed off at is dead meat…"

Konohamaru and Nana shared a despairing look, before simultaneously turning and running down the hallway. Moments after they had raced away, the wall beside the main door to the apartment imploded.

Uzuki Yugao stepped through the newly created hole, eyes demonic and hair floating around her, the killing intent emanating from her so thick that it buoyed her purple strands. As she raced off in pursuit of her prey, Ebizo sweat dropped, and anxiously fiddled with his glasses. Those kids are goners…Wait a second- was that Konohamaru?!

Which brings us back to the present.

Konohamaru turned down the hallway, and was relieved to see a window- a possible escape! With a final burst of strength he didn't know he had, the Sarutobi pressed on, just in time to miss Yugao's clawed hand lashing out for his scarf. He burst through the window, spraying glass shards in all directions as he fell towards the roof of the building beside the apartment. Dropping into a roll to reduce the impact was difficult with Nana hanging like a limpet on his back, and the Sarutobi lost precious seconds readjusting his lopsided equilibrium.

A Katana slid in front of his throat, pinning him in place in front of the deranged maniac before him.

"You ruined Icha Icha for me," Yugao hissed. "Prepare to experience hell." Nana trembled on his back, and tightened her grip around his shoulders and waist. Konohamaru was too terrified to harp at her for digging her bony knees into his sides.

As Yugao leaned closer, probably to knock Konohamaru out and carry out her dastardly revenge, the Sarutobi closed his eyes, waiting for the inevitable pain.

"…'Be confident, don't let him spin the conversation around. Just… charge in'. I can do this- I can do this!"

The three shinobi locked in a one sided face-off slowly turned towards the direction of the voice. An absentminded blonde woman strolled past them on the roof, her blue dress becoming wrinkled as her hands fiddled with the hem. The beautiful woman suddenly stopped, and turned curious blue eyes upon the frozen forms of Yugao, Konohamaru, and Nana. The Katana against Konohamaru's throat twitched.

Naruto beamed. "Hey, minion! Hey Yugao-senpai! And hey… kid? Wait… I know you! You're that girl that's always following Konohamaru around 'cause you have a crush on him!"

On his back, Nana stiffened. Konohamaru was too shocked to do anything other than gape.

Naruto continued on, oblivious to the effect she was having on her audience. "…Anyways, it's a good thing I ran into you Yugao-senpai! I… I need your help to…" Naruto's face twisted into an expression of absolute disgust. "…Put on some make-up. After all, 'It's about making an impression!' I need to catch him off guard!" Naruto nodded to herself, agreeing with whoever had spoken the words before. She fist pumped the air. "I'm gonna knock the socksoff of him!"

An awkward silence descended. None of her audience knew what to do other than gape. Naruto herself wasn't all sunshine in and rainbows. The confidence of her previous words was belied by the slight fidgeting of her hand that was still holding onto her dress. She was clearly nervous, despite the image she outwardly projected.

The three members of Naruto's audience remained frozen, even as time stretched. Nana had buried her face in Konohamaru's scarf, and the Sarutobi himself looked like he was about to pass out. Yugao's demonic grin was still in place on her face, but her eyes had become panicked at Naruto's appearance.

"So, like I was saying- can you help me Yugao-senpai? Pllleeaaassseee?" Naruto's eyes turned glossy with unshed tears, her cherubic expression amplified by the cute outfit she was wearing.

Like so many others before her, Yugao fell victim of the dreaded 'puppy dog eyes.'

"…Very well." Yugao slid her Katana from its position across Konohamaru's throat back into its sheath, and walked forwards towards Naruto as though in a daze. The blonde in question beamed at the ex-ANBU, and happily linked their arms together.

"Thank you so much Yugao! I just really want to surprise him, y'know? Ino said as a kunoichi, my appearance should be a weapon!" Naruto seemed oblivious to the turmoil around her as she dragged the nearly catatonic Yugao away. They had just reached the edge of the roof when Naruto came to a sudden stop, wrenching the dazed Yugao to a halt with her. She turned her head, and shot a dazzling smile back at the frozen duo.

"Hey minion, don't go down onto the street, okay? Some nutjobs are setting buildings on fire! Don't want you getting hurt, dattebayo! And you- Kusa genin- good luck! Also, wish me luck- I'll be confessing to the love of my life!" With that parting advice and quip, Naruto skipped away in the direction of her apartment, the speck of her blue dress eventually becoming too far away for Konohamaru to see.

A tense silence hung between the remaining occupants of the roof, the desolate screams of rage and pain along with the torrents of smoke pillaring into the air adding to the atmosphere.

Konohamaru suddenly broke into snickers, breaking the ice.

"Yugao just got dragged off like a sack of potatoes by the boss! We lucked out!" Konohamaru continued to laugh, and Nana peeked her eyes up from the edge of his scarf. A hint of a cocky smile edged into existence until Konohamaru turned his head to look at the genin clinging to his back. Nana immediately hid behind her shield of choice again.

"Look," Konohamaru began, "I know what it's like to have a crush on someone older- I'm not gonna hold this against you, or make fun of you for it. Kami knows enough people made fun of me for liking Naruto…" The Sarutobi's voice trailed off, before he gave a small shake of his head. He locked his gaze with Nana's slightly incredulous eyes, and continued with a small, nervous smile.

"I don't feel the same. No point in leading you on or ignoring it. You're, like, twelve! I'm eighteen! It wouldn't work out." Nana began to withdraw into her baggy clothes, but Konohamaru wasn't done. "I can't say I'll ever return your feelings, but I can say this- you are a crazy badass, who came up with a plan to steal stuff on The Bet from a pissed off Nara. You're pretty high up in my books, and I wouldn't mind being your friend… How does that sound?"

Nana didn't reply right away, but after a moment, she shot a small quirk of her lips back at Konohamaru. "That sounds great," she whispered. After a moment, Nana let go of Konohamaru's back to stand on her own two feet. She made a show of patting down her baggy clothes, and petulantly raised her nose like Konohamaru's very presence was an affront to her tastes. The Sarutobi simply smiled at the sight.

The genin indignantly huffed. "I don't know why I even like you- I think it might have just been because I thought your scarf was cool, but after seeing how uncool you are, I might have to change my pursuits… Besides, it was you that messed up my great plan, after all."

"Hey!"

Nana continued on, smugly smiling as she ignored Konohamaru's outburst. "I, on the other hand, carried out my part perfectly." From within the confines of her baggy green shirt, the Kusa genin withdrew a stack of papers. She deviously grinned at Konohamaru. "Am I incredible, or am I incredible?"

Konohamaru gaped at her. "B-but Yugao caught you- how'd you manage to get them in time!?"

Nana disinterestedly stared down at her nails. "I know, I know, I'm amazing. A moron like you could only hope to be as talented as me… I didn't manage to rig your name though- I only had enough time to grab the papers once I heard that ANBU racing down the tunnel."

The Sarutobi hummed, and made to respond, but an ominous chill creeping up his spine froze him in place. His clone had finally popped…

Screams of outrage from the streets crept up towards the frozen duo in a cacophony of anger.

"WE'LL GET YOU FOR THIS SARUTOBI! AND YOU'RE LITTLE MINION, TOO!"

"…That was Hideyoshi, wasn't it?" Nana blankly asked.

"Yep."

"KONOHAMARU, HOW DARE YOU MESS WITH THE SACRED BET!"

"…And there's Ebizo…" Konohamaru whispered, face beginning to pale.

"WE'RE GOING TO USE THE BURNING REMNANTS OF YOUR DIGNITY TO LIGHT THE FIRES OF OUR VICTORY- TRACKER TEAM, ASSEMBLE!"

"…He's assembling a mob to chase us for messing with the betting station, which will probably end with us being burned at the stake, isn't he?"

"Most likely."

For a moment, neither of them moved. Then, in a synchronized motion of frenzied panic, they sprinted for the edge of the roof. Aoba, the real one, was patrolling above them on a taller building, and observed their abrupt departure.

"I've got a visual," the serious man whispered into his walkie-talkie. He paused to listen to the screaming person on the other end, and a light frown graced his features as he held the walkie-talkie away from his ear- Hideyoshi was loud! "I don't like the sounds of this… I really don't think they deserve that much of a punishment. It's not like they caused any serious harm, just a few stolen papers, really-"

Whoooosssshhhhh….. BOOM!

The betting station below exploded. The sealing matrix, ignited from the flames that had leaked through the entrance, discharged its remaining chakra in a fiery explosion. Aoba watched with wide eyes as ash drifted from the wreckage. A shinobi outside its crumbling doors collapsed to his knees. "NOOOOOOO!"

Aoba froze. Slowly, his face warped into a crazed grin, and with madness in his eyes, he tracked the movements of the terrified duo that had managed to outwit a Nara. Aoba absentmindedly scratched at his thigh, rubbing the scar that twitched with his sudden anticipation.

"I'm going to catch those bastards, and stop them from placing their bets, if it's the last thing I do."

Xxx

Kakashi opened his eyes. By now, it was late afternoon, and a slight chill was beginning to creep in, a bite present in the wind that hadn't been there before. Without really seeing, he stared out at Konoha. A raging bonfire had ignited in the shinobi housing sector, the vegetable section of the market was now coated in impenetrable darkness, and the mist in the shopping district had spread to encompass the shinobi retail sector as well. Sounds of battle continued to echo.

Kakashi ignored the outside conflict to finish dealing with the turmoil he had spent the day confronting. The pieces of the puzzle that Kakashi had spent almost a decade ignoring finally joined.

He knew who Naruto was going to confess to by the end of the day.

The Hatake turned his gaze the blue sky, and thought of Minato. Who would probably escape from the afterlife to kill him if he let things pan out as they were going to. After all, Kakashi would be breaking his 'sacred oath'. But what was he supposed to do? Naruto was an unstoppable force- and did he really want to stop her?...

If Kushina was here, what would she say? She had loved her daughter, and had always been more open-minded that her husband. She would have been so happy that her daughter had found someone she loved, regardless of the barriers in the way.

Minato… he would have been an overprotective father. But there was something Kakashi had forgotten about his former sensei until now. He would have loved his daughter more than anything. He would have wanted her to be happy. And all the evidence that Kakashi had… Pointed to her future happiness resting with a certain man… A man she loved.

All of this… It scared Kakashi. Emotions were terrifying! But if anyone deserved happiness, it was Naruto. Kakashi found himself smiling despite the chaos. Because he was done running from the truth- and he finally knew what he was going to do.

Minato might come back from the afterlife to kill him, but Naruto was worth it. And honestly, it was kind of a stupid promise to have a fourteen year old make, in hindsight. So what if Naruto fell in love with someone older than her?

She was more than ready to decide her own future. Kakashi wasn't going to ignore this any longer, or stand in the way of her final dream- and neither would he let anyone else prevent Naruto from confessing to the love of her life.

Kakashi was finally done with his emotional crisis. He was a mature, responsible adult, and he would face this like the Hokage he was. If Tenzo wasn't moping around the training grounds, he would definitely be proud of him And Kurenai could definitely suck it! Shows her for betting at the last jounin conference that Kakashi would crack from repressing his 'man pain'!

Kakashi stood, shaking out his legs as he did to get the blood running through them again. Ignoring the prickling spikes as his legs woke up, he made his way to the edge of the roof and walked down. He began to weave his way through the debris and battles, lazily adjusting his path to avoid countless kunai and explosive tags.

There was someone he needed to see. Someone who also had to be forced to acknowledge the truth, who had to accept the inevitable. A certain man needed to understand that Naruto was going to confess, whether he wanted her to or not.

It was not a conversation he looked forward to.

Just as he reached a rather quiet alley, he had to jump to avoid an incoming green battering ram charging in his direction. As he touched back down to solid ground, the battering ram turned, revealing itself to be Rock Lee- but sans eyebrows and with his signature bowl cut singed to non-existence. His now bald head gleamed in the light.

Lee sheepishly rubbed the back of his head as Kakashi stared at him in bewilderment.

"Sorry, Hokage-Sama, I Was In A Hurry!" Lee exclaimed Youthfully!Tm, saluting Kakashi as he did.

"Mah, mah, don't worry about it… Where were you off to?" Kakashi asked.

Lee shifted uncomfortably. "Ah, After The Unyouthful Events Of Today, I Decided To Keep Gai-Sensei Company. But Gai-Sensei Told Me I Couldn't Stay At His House- He Said That Because Naruto Was Embracing Her Springtime Of Youth, It Was Time For Me To Embrace Mine! He Revealed That There Was Hope For My Love For Sakura, Because Of The Events Of The Last Hospital Party, Whatever That Was… I Was Thus On My Way To The Hospital!- But On My Way There, I Was On The Wrong End Of A Flaming Beast From The Sky…" Lee smiled self-depreciatingly. "My Beautiful Blossom Will Probably Reject Me, Especially Now That I Have Lost My Youthful Hair, But I Will Not Give Up!"

Kakashi stared consideringly down at the green clad jounin. "Do you know why she keeps saying no to you?" Lee blinked in surprise, and made to speak, but Kakashi interrupted him before he could.

"It's because you let her walk all over you. Sakura's a tough girl, and should be treated as such, but you shouldn't cater to every whim of her's either. She gets stupid ideas in her head sometimes, and she needs someone willing to tell her when she's acting crazy. I'm not saying you should try to force her into something, because that's wrong, but you should stand your ground. Don't treat her badly- but don't let her treat you badly either. The way to earn Sakura's love is to earn her respect."

Lee stared in awe at the silver-haired shinobi, stars twinkling in his eyes. Kakashi was mildly disturbed to see tears beginning to form.

"Earn Sakura's Respect… Thank You Sir! You Are More Youthful Than I Could Ever Dream To Be! Maybe There Is Hope!"

Kakashi knew that there was definitely hope. He had alluded to what happened at the last hospital party to Gai, though only Tsunade and the rest of Team Seven knew the full details. Who would have known Sakura was that appreciative of the kid's enthusiasm and… Anatomy? Loose lips sank ships, and Sakura could not hold her liquor to save her soul. It usually made for good potential blackmail, though.

Kakashi smiled at the praise. "No problem, Lee. I was actually wondering if you could tell me something…"

"Anything, Hokage-Sama!"

"…Where would I find Umino Iruka?"

Lee paled. "He Is At Ichiraku's Ramen Stand- But Be Careful! Umino-San Has Been Rather… Unyouthful Today!" Lee shifted his eyes from side to side, before leaning in to whisper conspiratorially to his lone audience member. "I heard he took out a jounin for breathing too loud near him… Scary!"

Kakashi waved away Lee's concerns. "I'll be fine. Thanks for the help!"

As Lee cheerfully departed for the hospital, the Hokage grimaced. This might be more difficult than he had thought if Iruka was acting this violently…

Regardless, he continued on- this time towards Ichiraku's.

A/N: I love crushing canon pairings… I always figured if Lee had gone about it a little differently, he could have earned Sakura's love- she never struck me as someone that wanted to be put upon an untouchable pedestal, especially because after Sasuke's defection, such actions would remind her of her childish old self that had neglected her training in the pursuit of fangirling…

Headcanon aside, I hope you enjoyed the long chapter! Till next time!