Me: Yosh!! Its finally the last chapter of Master of Puppets!!! Are you all excited?? I am! I means I can finally move on! (starts to cry (literally)) Everyone will love this last chapter. I'm sure of it.

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Chapter 10: Because its human nature

The sun tip of the morning sun was skimming the far off horizon, broken by a line of trees, when two travels walked wearily through the open gates of Takuragurke. The village was a humble town of trappers and river going merchants, a peaceful place.

The travelers wore long brown cloaks and hoods that hid most of their faces. Any other village guard would have stopped them and questioned them immediately but since Takuragurke was a prosperous town that never dealt with wearisome problems such as bandits or rouge ninjas the gaurds thought nothing of these two weary travelers.

The guards smiled as they walked by, even offering them guides of the town. The first traveler refused, the second saying nothing. They walked by in peace, entering the still sleeping town.

Akasuna no Sasori smirked as he and his puppet cleared the village gates. He looked back at his puppet with a proud sense of accomplishment .With a flick of his wrist she lifted the hood off her head, her long pink hair falling out across her back. Sasori liked her long hair better, it was more feminine. Before they left on their mission he replaced her short hair, making it longer and nicer than before.

Sakura stared back at Sasori, her vivid eyes scanning the area within her line of vision. She turned her hard gaze on Sasori, her eyes saying what her mouth could not.

"No we have not found our target," Sasori said. "But we know where he lives and his entire schedule." Seeing the sharp look in her eyes he opened her mouth, allowing her to speak.

"What is our mission." Sakura asks, she knew nothing of what was going on. Sasori had told her nothing and days back Deidara separated from them, mumbling about his art.

Sasori pulled down his own hood and looked thoughtfully around him. The town was just starting to wake, a few shop owners moved about, opening their stores or preparing for the new day. "Very well then," Sasori sighed, making Sakura walked directly behind him as he walked down the empty street. "Our mission is to make sure that our target falls into the trap Deidara has, hopefully, setting up a trap for him."

"A trap?" Sakura interrupted.

"Yes, in just a few hours our target will be leaving this town to head to his home base in Amegakure."

"But isn't Akatsuki's home base in Amegakure as well?"

"Yes-"

"Then why-"

"Quiet" Sasori shut Sakura's mouth, making it impossible for her to speak again. "Ame may be controlled by Akatsuki but there are still rebel groups their waiting for us to move and our target is one of those rebels. If we kill him when he's in Ame the rebels will have reason to stand directly against us. If we kill our target outside Ame then they could not pin the murder on us without proof. Thats why we are here, to make sure that everything goes perfectly and that the murder could not be placed on Akatsuki."

Sakura looked down with her eyes, showing she understood. Sasori nodded and they continued down the road. They walked through the soon to be bustling market district of Takuragurke. Stores and stalls crowed together became less frequent as they shifted from one district to the next.

The roads and streets became neater and more organized. The buildings were nice and lavishly decorated. Trees and gardens of flowers made themselves apparent. Sakura was stunned at the tall houses on either side of her. Her sight of the beautiful houses was cut short when Sasori suddenly turned them into a side alley.

"Stealth his of the essence now." He explains to her. "We can't be seen, our targets men know all the Akatsuki's profiles." Sasori pulled up his hood and led Sakura through a maze of thin alleyways. Above then were lines and lines of clothes used by servants to dry laundry and patios where they could sit for a moment.

From what little silvers of sky Sakura could make out between line of clothes it was around noon.

"Look over there." Sasori placed Sakura so that she could peek around a corner and see what laid ahead. The alley shortly ended and a wide garden filled Sakura's vision, and standing in the middle of that garden, as if grown out of the earth itself was a tall, elegant mansion made of dark mahogany wood. "That's our targets house." Sasori directed her sight to the left of the house where she could see a group of men piling boxes into a carriage. There was a second carriage with a large wooden box behind it.

Sasori walked her forward, leading them. He hunched himself down, pulling his hood further down his face. "We are pretending to be beggars, we are going to go up and ask that man directing the others for food. His name is Kuroma and he is famous for his soft heart."

Sakura's eyes focused on the man Sasori was talking about, she couldn't tell from this distance but from the man did look kind. He didn't yell when a worker dropped a box and he laughed a lot.

"He will take us inside, and when inside I will make a clone of both of us and we will find and kill our target. Do you understand?"

Sakura's mouth opened and said with only a slight hesitation, "Yes, I understand."

"Good." Sasori added an extra limp to his step and they walked on.

Kuroma was indeed a kind person. When he saw Sasori and Sakura coming, persevering them as poor beggars, he immediately sent a worker to help them and take them inside where they could be fed food. Sakura was amazed at how well the plan was going.

The inside of the house was just as nice as the outside. The siting room they were placed was large and spacious and the table they sat at was rich cheery wood. The food they were given were the leftovers of the masters meal but it looked as if somebody rearranged the food so that it looked newly made.

Sakura felt a slight pang, she would never again be able to eat food. Then again she would never die of hunger but it made her sad to think that she would never again be able to eat tempura or cooked fruits. She even felt herself missing ramen.

"Let's go." Sasori said, distributing her thoughts. Sakura cleared her mind and made herself focus on the mission. With unimaginable speed he formed the signs and two clones appeared. The clone Sasori and Sakura took their spots and the real Sasori and Sakura ran out the room, heading out a door opposite of the one the entered through.

There was no rush of adrenaline as they ran down the halls, no finger clutching excitement. Sakura was frighted by this new sense of unfeeling. On every mission she had been on her muscles would tense and her senses would heighten from the adrenaline but now she felt no such things. Maybe it was for the best, now she could never choke up, or feel parallelizing fear again.

On her own she was weak, but now. With Sasori as her puppet master, she was a force to be reckoned with.

The mansion was practically empty, what with most servants sent ahead to Ame so they could prepare for their masters return and all able body workers outside preparing their masters carriage for the journey. Everything felt too easy to Sakura. They were welcomed too soon, left alone for so long, the mansion nearly empty. She wanted to tell Sasori but with her mouth closed she could do nothing.

Sasori suddenly pulled them to a stop, turning Sakura so she faced behind them. Sakura's mouth opened and she jumped at the chance. "This is too easy." She said quickly.

Sasori's response confined her thoughts. "I know, we're being watched."

"By who?" Sakura eyed the hallway up and down. There were no doors, no windows and the ceiling was seamless, no person could be watching them from anywhere. "Oh no." Sakura gasped as realization came over her.

What luxurious mansion has a long hallway with no doors or windows. They were trapped in a genjutsu.

Sakura drew up and immediate blank. "But how, how could we be in a genjutsu."

"We still have chakra running through us but unlike when we had real bodies where we could function without chakra, in these wooden bodies we are dependent on it. So in reality we are twice as vulnerable to genjutsu than before."

"But if we are still susceptible then we can still break it." Sakura wished she had control of her body, she could have easily done the release signs to break the jutsu.

"Yes." Sasori's hands flew through the signs and he released both Sakura and himself from the genjutsu.

The genjutsu was more powerful than they would have ever imagined. The dark wooden cage they now lay trapped int was a stark difference from the white washed walls of the mansion. Panic gripped Sakura. She couldn't feel the tense feeling in her stomach or the chilling feeling behind her spin but she knew it was there. Sasori panicked too, losing his cool long enough for him to drop his chakra strings from Sakura, causing her to fall to the floor, her body splayed out.

"Looks like they caught on." A amused voice chuckled from above them. "So these are the infamous Akatsuki??"

"The red head is." A newer, deeper voice said. Sasori looked down and saw that his cloak was gone and so was Sakura's.

"Bitches." Sasori cursed, growling.

"Temper, temper." The first voice said. Sakura couldn't see him but she imagined him like a snake. "Oh well, we'll deal with them later when we get to Ame."

"Jujui, shut up." The second man said, Sakura could see him as a bear. A big black one. The one called Jujui grumbled and there was silence from them. Sakura wondered what was going on, how long were they trapped in that genjutsu? They were moving, Sakura could hear the creaking sound of turning wheels. Were they on one of those carriages they saw before?

"Damn it." Sasori cursed under his breath, he moved to reattach Sakura's puppet strings but nothing happened. A thick scowl covered his face as he tried again but his chakra refused to leave his body. "damn it, damn it, damn it." Sasori cursed. He grabbed Sakura and set her against their wooden cage wall. He manually opened her mouth and sat himself across from her, the small cage making it impossible without placing his knees beside her.

"Whats going on?" Sakura asked, her eyes muddled with confusion.

"They placed a jutsu on the cage, making it so that I can't extend my chakra out side of my body, even now it is extremely difficult to control even my own body."

"We're moving." Sakura remembered her previous observation. "And that man said that they were taking we with them to Ame."

"Yes," Sasori agreed. "But we're not going to make it to Ame." Sasori frowned. "Deidara's art will cut this trip short."

"There, un." Deidara smiled as he placed the last explosive in place. He had picked the perfect place for the ambush. Down the road, near the half way mark to Ame there were two stone outcroppings on both sides of the road. His explosives were burrowed into the rock on both sides and in the ground below the road. When his target road by he would activate his bombs and BOOM!

His art would be complete, his enemy would die in a glorious arrangement of fire and smoke. His target would die as art, there one moment and gone the next. Leader would have no complains since the explosion would look like the rocks broke and killed them in the end thus hiding the Akatsuki's tracks.

Deidara smiled as he double checked all his bombs. He would have bragging rights over Sasori-danna for at least a week.

When satisfied with his handy work Deidara jumped away from the stone outcropping, and hid himself in a tall tree 50 meters away. His scope would allow him to watch from afar. He couldn't afford to mess this one up, cuz then he'd never hear to end of it from Sasori-no-danna.

Sasori and Sakura sat still in their cage for what felt like an eternity. Almost no light retched inside their cage so they could not determine the exact time. Sakura was glad she didn't know. It would have been more scary if she knew when her death would come.

Sasori told her that it would take one week to reach Ame and that Deidara set up the trap somewhere at the halfway point to their starting point. It only made Sakura all the more anxious. They could die the next moment, caught in Deidara's art.

They knew night came when the slim of light coming into their cage had vanished and wolves howled in the distance. They didn't hear anymore from Jujui or his friend. Sakura thought that they had left, moving ahead to stay with their boss.

Dawn edged through the cracks the next morning and Sakura was at a loss of what to do. Across from her Sasori sat, his eyes closed. 'He must be thinking' Sakura thought. They didn't need sleep, their bodies didn't need to rest anymore. 'It feels so strange.' She thought back on her new body.

It felt weird to be controlled all the time, having no say over her direction or when she could speak. She knew this would happen like this and accepted it but there was still something she doubt she would be able to accept, just like that.

Her new body was so unfeeling. She couldn't tell when she was touching something, even now she couldn't feel the wall she leaned against. It felt like she didn't feel emotions but she knew she had them. Like she knew when she was happy or scared but there was no physical part to the emotions. Every emotion creates a physical reaction within the body and no she had no such thing.

'I wonder why Sasori turned himself into a puppet.' Sakura thought within her mind, not daring to ask the questions out loud. 'Yes with a wooden body he could over come physical limits, never get sick. There has to be something more,' She concluded. There had to be some ulterior motive for him to turn his body into a puppet.

'His art!' Sakura remembered with a rush. Didn't Sasori always talk of his art? How it lasted forever, never dyeing from old age. 'He turned himself into a puppet to match his art. It wouldn't do if he said art was eternal then died of old age. It makes more sense...' Sakura sighed inwardly, she didn't want to ask Sasori such a personal thing but if they were going to die any second then why not knowing? Its not like it would matter when they're dead.

"Sasori." Sakura said, coming to a decision.

"What?" Sasori's eyes slid open, an irritated spark in his eyes.

"Why... why did you turn yourself into a puppet?"

Sasori blinked, or Sakura imagined he did with the expression on his face. He didn't expect her to say such an unexpected thing. "Why do you want to know." He asked, cautiously.

"I just thought... since we might die soon... I was just curious..." Sakura looked down, she didn't like asking such a personal thing but she wanted, no had to know.

Sasori stared at her thoughtfully for a moment. " I guess I could tell you." He said after a moment.

"Thank you."

Sasori waved his hand and said. "I was born in Suna. My parents were jounin and my grandmother a village advisor at the time. I guess you could say I was a happy child, raised by loving parents who cared deeply for me.

"When ever they left on a mission my grandmother would take care of me. Sometimes she would teach me ninjutsu or kunai throwing. One day when I was 6 years old my parents left on a mission and never came back. The adults didn't say anything directly around me but I knew what had happened."

'Thats so sad...' Sakura though, imagining what it would be like to lose her parents.

"I was attached to my parents and when they were gone I was... heartbroken, to say the least. It was then that my grandmother came to me, she taught me puppet jutsu and the art of making puppets. The first puppets I made were in the likeness of my parents." something unfathomable appeared in Sasori's eyes, a dark look that was almost sad. "I found out the hard way that puppets can not recreate the feeling love like a real human could do.

"I graduated from the academy the next year and was placed in a team. My sensei was laid back and more often than not I led the team. For awhile the pain in my heart was forgotten. This distraction wasn't enough though, my heart still ached at the thought of my parents. Yes, I still had my grandmother but she was old, how long until she would die and leave me too? I was careful not to be attached to her. It would be less painful that way when she died. I was that way with everyone. Not getting close to my team or fellow genin.

"But no matter how hard I strived not to care, it all failed in the end. Four years had passed, my team and I were all experienced chunin getting ready for our jounin exam. We were sent on our first A-rank mission. We were to take out a group of rebel ninja hiding out in the desert. They were incredibly skilled, and had already taken out two other chunin teams. We fought them and for a while it seemed like we are at the advantage, but then a new enemy appeared from nowhere and killed both members of my team.

"Now longer having to worry about protecting them I killed the rouge ninja and picked up the dead bodies of my team. Even though I never let myself get close to them.... when they died, a sense of kinship I have never held with them before came up and the pain in my heart came back. The pain grew so much that I couldn't even bare to carry my teams bodies back the village for a proper funeral and I left them in the desert.

"For days I stayed locked up in my room, not even letting my grandmother see me. I thought long and hard about many, many things. And in the end I decided on two things. The first was that every living things time on earth was limited, and the second was that emotions block us from our real potential.

"I devoted my life after that to the creation of a technique that would change all of that. A puppet technique that would make me last forever and take away the annoyance of human emotions. There was beauty in eternity, a beauty that could be described as nothing lest than true art. To last forever, beyond the grasp of time that everything fails to break free from.

"I created the living puppet technique and I defeated time, death itself. I knew the village would not... appreciate my art so I left, but not before taking the greatest kaze in Suna's history and turning him into art as well, preserving his amazing skill.

"So to answer your questions my dear puppet, I changed myself to break free from the rages of time and to take away the limit emotions put on me."

Sakura drawled on what she heard, thinking through everything carefully. "Then why did you make me a living puppet?" She finally asked, just one thing bothering her.

"I've told you already." Sasori sighed, tired of playing the same game over and over.

"Then its not because you wanted someone else like you, someone just as eternal and emotionless?"

Sasori said nothing, his mouth was a dry line as he tried to think of something to say back.

"I still feel emotion." Sakura said slowly. "I can't physically feel it but I know when its there. And ever now, I know how sad I fell."

"Why would you feel sad." Sasori said, pulling the attention off him. "What reason have you to be sad?"

"Because." Sakura turned her emerald orbs on Sasori. "I know that its a part of human nature to seek out others like ourselves, but you don't seem to see the humanity still inside you."

"We don't need to discus this" Sasori said, a tone of finality in his voice. Sakura ended the discussion there, not wishing to anger her puppet master.

The rest of the day passed by in awkward silence between them, Sakura wanted to say something but she wouldn't know what to say. She could apologize but to do so after so long? It would just make everything even more awkward. She didn't feel like she could discuss anything else. In the end she contented herself with memories of her life in Konoha. She would die remembering her friends and family.

Night came and went and the third day came.

"How you all doing in there?? Hmmm??" Jujui's high obnoxious voice greeted them. "Hungry?" He said seriously then laughed quickly. "Oh that was a good one, puppets, hungry. Hahahahahaaa!!"

"Stop mocking them." Jujui's friend berated.

"I'm only trying to have some fun" Jujui argued. "Watching that stupid bitch for two days has driven me crazy... you agree with me right? Bobabu?"

"Just watch our prisoners." Bobabu said sharply to Jujui.

"Okay, okay." Jujui said, faint snoring could be hear moments later.

"The fool fell asleep," Bobabu criticized. "He'll die one day, die from his own folly."

"Are we there yet?" Jujui whined.

"No," Bobabu growled, irritation spiking his voice.

"Well sorry but this is soooo boring!" Jujui yawned, like he was about to fall sleep again.

"It's almost evening, I'll take first shift so you could get your precious sleep."

"We could set up camp by those rock outcroppings. The ones on both sides of the road."

"Very well, I'll go ahead and inform boss." Sakura could hear a loud 'thump' like the sound of a rock falling on a patch of moss and heavy footsteps afterwards.

"Well prisoners." Jujui laughed. "I think I'll let you guys have a window, just so you can see Ame come steadily closer to you."

There was a series of clanks and squeaks when a small portion of of wall next to Sasori's head slid out. Sakura's eyes didn't need to adjusted to the sudden change of light. Outside of the wooden perimeter she could see a deep forest.

Sasori turned and he too looked out of of the window. "We appear to be at the halfway point." He commented.

"Then the..." Sakura paused. Unsure if Jujui could overheard them. The faint sound of deep snoring over them confirmed that he was in fact not listening. "the trap has to be right ahead."

"Yes," Sasori turned so he could look down the road. "The outcropping... that looks like the kind of place Deidara would set up his bombs."

"How far away are we?" Sakura asked, she was anxious, she just had to be. No other word could describe what she thought she felt.

"About a half a mile away." Sasori said, judging the distances. "By the speed we're going we'll be there in 5 or 4 minutes."

"Were would Deidara be?" Sakura's mind hatching up a crazy plan.

"He would be somewhere near the explosion, close enough to see the target enter the trap but far enough to be safe from the explosion."

"We need to signal him somehow."

"Yes, your right. But I can't do much with the jutsu placed in here."

"We need to find a way." Sakura looked around desperately at their cage. Looking for something, anything they could use. To her horror there was nothing they could use. "Couldn't we try to pry away some of the wood." Sakura thought aloud. "Find a place where the wood is lose and pull it off? Then we could wave it out the wave it out the window?"

Sasori though for a moment. "No, it wouldn't work. Deidara might see the wood but he wouldn't know it was us from it."

"What if we attach something to it? Something that he would know for sure that it was from us."

"Hmm, that could work... but what do we use? We don't have our Akatsuki cloaks and Deidara wasn't there when we changed out of our uniforms to our disguises."

Sakura wished she could have banged her head against the wall she was so frustrated. They needed someway to get a hold of Deidara's attention but they had nothing. Sasori looked worried, or maybe that was her. She didn't know.

"Two minutes away." Sasori cursed. Sakura strained her brain for ideas. Sasori banged his fist on the wall next to her and her lose head fell forward. Her pink hair fell down past her eyes. Sakura stared at her bright pink, candy floss hair.

Her hair.

She called out to tell Sasori her discovery but couldn't. Her mouth closed when her head fell forward. Her mind flew into panic, they were less than a minute away from the Deidara's trap and she knew how to signal Deidara. She had to act, fast.

She could see Sasori, out of the corner of her eye, starring out the window, watching the rocks get closer and closer. A mental scream erupted form her head, it didn't work. 'Well of course not.' She thought dryly. Sakura needed to speak, they were running out of time.

She reached deep with in herself, the only way her puppet body would move was by using puppet jutsu. Sasori had told her that living puppets retain their chakra much like they did when they were alive. In theory, Sakura guessed, chakra moved much in the same way in her living body as I did in her puppet body. All she had to do was control the chakra inside her to move.

This is it. Sakura wished she could have gulped. She had to be confident, Kakashi-sensei told her she had the best chakra control and thats all what puppet jutsu was. Chakra control.

Sakura focused hard and searched for her chakra. She felt a stream of energy, right where her chin was. eagerly grabbing the stream she traced it up around until she could feel her whole mouth. 'Yes, yes!' She thought, just a bit more. She grabbed the stream and pulled it.

Her mouth flew wide open and with all her might she yelled. "Sasori!!"

Deidara saw the carriage coming over two miles away from the rock outcroppings. A giddy anticipation welled up inside him. This was it, either endless nagging from Sasori-danna or a whole week of bragging rights. Either way Deidara will get to see his art come alive for a glorious moment and then die, die as fast as it was born.

In a matter of minutes the carriage was less than a mile away from his trap... no, less than a mile away from his art. Deidara zoomed in with his scope to see his target, the stupid man was eating away at his evening meal. Deidara also saw two other men, ninja, he decided hanging around the two carriages. There was a strange wooden box on the second that Deidara couldn't figure out what it was.

He had guess it was to contain one of the mans pets but a cage wouldn't be built with 4 solid walls and one small window. Their reports told their target as kind to animals, surprisingly enough Deidara mused. The man was responsible for hundreds of human deaths yet was nice to animals. Go figure.

Soon the carriages were nearly upon his art when something caught Deidara's eyes.

Hanging out from the little window on the wooden box was a stream of pink, the color of cheery blossoms...

Deidara stared dumbly as the pink and for a moment he forgot about his art. Quickly turning he saw the targets carriage enter between the rock outcroppings. But the pink from the window... He had but a moment to decide.

Deidara jumped out of his tree and summoned a clay bird, already made.

He decided for a slight change in plans...

"Hey," Jujui called to Bobabu. "I though we were stopping here for the night?"

"Boss wanted to keep going." Bobabu said quietly.

"Damn him." Jujui whined. "He's probably still paranoid about the Akatsuki losers. What has he to be scared of? You and me are twice as strong as those criminal wannabes. I could kick their asses faster than they could go running home crying to their mothers."

"Is that a fact?" A clear voice called from the sky.

Jujui and Bobabu snapped into action, taking defensive stances but ti was too late. A pair of white spiders jumped onto their faces, and latched on.

"What are these things!" Jujui cried, trying to pull the spider off. "Who's up there?!?!"

"An Akatsuki loser." Deidara laughed. "Katsu!"

The dead body's of Jujui and Bobabu fell to the ground. The targets carriage ahead broke into a dead run, seeing Deidara in the sky.

"Ah,ah, ahh." Deidara molded a new clay figure. "I'm not letting you get away." He threw the clay masterpiece on to the carriage. The clay arachnid doubling ins size and siting atop the carriage. Screeching cries came from with in and the doors ripped open, their riders attempting to escape. The spider wit this long legs covered the new openings and Deidara could hear begs of mercy. "Be happy!" He cried. "Be happy 'cus you will die as art! Katsu!!"

Nothing remained of the carriage but the burn carcass of its metal frame.

"Now on to business, hmmm." Deidara flew down the to second carriage, its driver already running away. Deidara took car of him and walked to the large wooden box. He could see a door on the from narrower end and pried it open. "Well hello there, hmm." Deidara grinned.

"Deidara..." Sakura breathed, a smiled on her face. "You saw..."

"Yep," Deidara laughed. " I sure did, yeah. I'm surprised really, Sasori-no-danna hates waited but you guys sure did wait to the last second to signal me. I was about to blow you all up until I saw Sakura's hair."

"I the target dead?" Sasori asked, pulling himself and Sakura out from the cage.

"Yep, him and his goonies too, hmmm."

"...You did good.... Deidara." Sasori pulled Sakura out completely and attached chakra strings to her.

"Wait... did danna just... did Sasori-danna just..." Deidara babbled stupidly, shocked.

"Congratulations Deidara." Sakura smiled, making her own mouth move. "Sasori complimented you! Just like you wanted right?"

Deidara merely nodded, too stunned to speak.

"Look." Sakura said, looking over at the horizon where the sun was setting. The sun was like a giant round peach, its creamy glow painting the sky overhead with a medley of reds, oranges, yellows and deep blues and purples.

"Pretty, yeah." Deidara nodded.

"I suppose its nice." Sasori remarks.

"Its like your art." Sakura thought.

"Art's eternal"

"Art's a bang."

Deidara and Sasori said together.

"Exactly!" Sakura laughed. The two Akatsuki gazed at her confused. "Let me explain." Sakura said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "A sun set is bother your art! A sun set lasts only so long and is different each time, yet it happens everyday and will always happen. Its fleeting and eternal."

The two Akatsuki artists stood stunned, they had never thought of it that way.

"Wow Sakura, you are amazing, yeah!" Deidara smiled, patting Sakura on the head.

Sasori watched Sakura, she was amazing. She figured out how to use her puppet body, though not perfectly, on her own.

Sasori reflected on their conversation days before. Maybe a part of him was still human, and that part seeked companionship. He guessed he would never know, only time will tell.

The end.

Me: Oh my gosh! Its over! It's finally over! And I have to say that was probably the best, BEST!| Chapter I have ever written for any of my stories.

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