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In her anger she seized Rapunzel by her beautiful hair, struck her several times with her left hand.

~Rapunzel

Emi sighed as she walked quickly down the hall, trying very hard not to trip on her slightly elevated heels. Mir and Gwyn were already in place; however, Manon had asked Emi to get something for her. Pausing at the door, Emi couldn't help but overhear Manon talking to her daughter from behind the thin dressing room door.

"But mommy! I don't want to wear that in my hair! It looks dumb! Plus Emiko and Mirati are wearing them."

"Well, what's wrong with that? They are going to be your sisters."

"I don't want them to be my sisters."

Emi couldn't help but pause for a moment. Was Fedha as upset about this marriage as she was? Why? She would be getting a nice home and money to spend on whatever she was always complaining she didn't have.

"Too bad, their father is what we need right now."

Fedha huffed, and Emi could almost see the girl folding her arms over her chest, doing that ridiculous pout she always did when something bothered her. "We don't need him or those girls, I'm your daughter."

"And you always will be, stop pouting. Aren't you happy you can get whatever you want now?"

"I don't want it."

Emi blinked, suddenly realizing something. Fedha didn't want money; she wanted her mother. Emi was still young and didn't completely understand Fedha, but she knew what it was like to want your mother. However, this girl had her mother right in front of her, yet she really didn't have her at all. The thought was chilling. Suddenly realizing why she was there, Emi quickly knocked on the door. Manon's voice answered from behind the large wooden door.

"Come in."

Emi opened the door slowly holding out the bouquet that her soon-to-be step-mother had told her to get. Next to the bride, Fedha stood dressed up in a junior bridesmaid's dress, a soft pink with white lace that had a pretty shimmer and gave a glow to the fairy tale dress. Emi's crystal blue eyes met Fedha's hazel green ones. The younger girl wrinkled her nose.

"You don't look very pretty, good thing you're not a bridesmaid like me." Emi just nodded, self consciously brushing away a few of those pesky, loose strands of light blonde hair.

"It's a good thing."

After giving Manon her bouquet, Emi rushed back to her seat where Mir and Gwyn sat waiting for their older sister.

"What took you so long?" Mir asked, tugging on her now-short hair as if she was still not sure it was gone. Emi shrugged.

"Nothing."

Gwyn moved closer to the oldest sister as if she could disappear from all the people around them. Mir glanced at the younger sister, then back at Emi as the music started to play. "Here we go. Wonder what's going to happen after this?" At that moment, Emi suddenly wondered if what she had done a mere few months ago was the right thing.

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I don't really remember the wedding much; I think some defense mechanism in my brain blocked it out. I do remember feeling slightly sick during that whole day. I remember the church being hot and packed. Even though we were in the front, I felt trapped and almost claustrophobic. It gave me that same sickening feeling I get whenever I'm trapped in a dark room. As if I'm in a dark world where there is no way out and not a shimmer of light to be found.

And in a way, I was trapped; there was no way to stop what was happening around me. My father was marrying that witch and I could do nothing but watch. I remember Emi telling me over and over that it was better than having to live with our uncle, and I guess she was right. But who cares? Can't we just have a normal family? Couldn't we not be so stuck we have to choose the lesser of two evils?

There wasn't, and we were now trapped in this crazy whirlwind that was Manon the former actress's life.

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"AHHHHHHHHH!"

Both Bakura and Mirati went shooting out of the tube and into a large room. Mir just lay on her back for a moment, totally exhausted. Next to her, she could hear Ryou calling for her.

"Mirati? Mir? Are you ok?"

The brunette sat up and shook some of the rather gross-looking water out of her hair. "I'm not even going to ask what's in that water." As she had hoped, the white-haired boy's face broke out into a—slightly strained— grin.

"We made it," he breathed happily

It hit her like a ton of bricks. They had made it. They were alive. "OH MY GOSH! We made it! We're alive, we're alive!" Laughing and screaming she launched herself at Ryou. Both of them landed in the shallow pool of water, rolling around laughing, just happy to be alive. After celebrating, Mir stood up, her expression totally changed.

"We should go."

Ryou looked up at her, slightly startled by her sudden change in moods. "Alright…"

Getting up, Mir brushed off her jeans. Oh man was she ever going to shower when she got back. This was when she realized she had lost her sweater in the tubes.

"DANG IT!"

Ryou almost jumped at Mir's sudden outburst. "What?"

"I lost my sweater! I really liked it, too!" She sighed, her breath making little plumes of steam in the cold winter air. They kept walking again in silence. deep in their own thoughts until Mir once again broke the silence.

"Aaaahhhhhhchoo!"

Ryou, once again, almost jumped out of his skin. "Mir, are you ok?"

Mir sniffed, rubbing her nose. Man, it was cold out here. Sighing, she rubbed her arms, trying to get warmer but only causing herself to sneeze again. Next to her, the white-haired boy watched worriedly. Finally, he started to pull off his school jacket.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

Ryou just laughed, wringing his jacket out so it wouldn't be too wet. "Here, hang on…" Gently, he placed it around Mir's shoulders. "It's a little wet, but... I don't want you to get a cold." Mir looked down, suddenly feeling her cheeks heat up. She really wasn't used to this kind of attention.

The rest of the walk home was pretty silent, both too tired to talk. When they got to Mir's house, all the lights were off; everyone was asleep. Smiling, the brunette turned to Ryou. "Well, good night."

"Hey, Mir?"

The brunette paused; Ryou's brown eyes shone with concern against the dark night sky. "If… If you need to go back there… please tell me."

"Uh…" How did he know? Darn that kid was smart. Mir smiled faintly. "Ok." However, Ryou didn't seem convinced.

"Swear."

"Ok, I swear that if I go back there, I'll tell you."

At this Ryou smiled lightly, relieved. "Ok, good night, Mir." Her nickname sounded funny coming from Ryou, but Mir kind of liked it.

"Night."

Mir sighed as she ran her fingers through her dirty hair. A shower sounded good right about now. Sneaking in through the back door, Mir tip-toed up the stairs toward the shower. After cleaning up, Mir happily—but quietly— went up to her bedroom. Looking around, the brunette was surprised to only see one of her sisters sleeping… or trying to sleep anyway.

"Mir?" Gwyn mumbled sleepily. She was obviously trying to wait up for the brunette.

"Hey, Gwyn, where's Emi?"

"Still at work…" Gwyn yawned. "Where were you?"

"I was out."

"Muuuhummm?"

Mir chuckled to herself as she watched the young blonde fall asleep, happy to know her sister was ok. Shaking her head, Mir gently brushed a few strands of the younger girl's blonde hair out of her face. "You're becoming more and more like Emi every day. What am I going to do with you two?" Gwyn replied by snuggled up closer to her pillow, letting out a relieved sigh.

Shaking her head, Mir turned and climbed into her bed. However, sleep didn't take over. The brunette's mind was reeling. What was Manon talking about? Was she really going to do something bad to KaibaCorp? What did Dad have to do with all of that? It had been so hard to make out what they had been saying that the brunette wasn't sure what part of the conversation was fiction and what part wasn't. Growing to herself, she pulled the covers over her head. The soft noise of the bedroom door opening and closing caused the brunette to freeze. Suddenly, she heard someone stumble in the dark.

Emi was back.

Mir peeked out from under her covers to see the eldest girl standing in the doorway, looking around. She was probably letting her eyes adjust to the dark room. After a few moments, Mir could see her older sister walk toward the brunette's bed. She must have been just as worried about Mir as Gwyn had been.

Emi paused at Mir's bed. She almost looked like she was going to try to wake the brunette up. Mir closed her eyes tight, hoping her sister wouldn't. If anyone could pry the truth out of Mir, it was Emi. After a few excruciating seconds, Emi just sighed and went to her own bed. Mir mentally gave a sigh of relief. She didn't want her sisters involved in this… yet.

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-Several hours earlier-

"Seto? You still here?"

The brunet looked up from the paper he was reading; slight dark circles lined his sapphire eyes as if he hadn't been sleeping that well. (Emi was sure that this late night hadn't helped.) The CEO had glass of brandy in his hand; the bottle was next to him on a small round table.

"Of course I'm still here. I needed to get everything fixed."

Emi sighed; he could have gone home a while ago. He had fixed the problem quickly enough; it had just been Emi's job to file all the new paperwork. Emi mentally shook her head; she would never understand Seto Kaiba's way of thinking.

The brunet looked up for a moment. Emi was standing patiently in the doorway, waiting to be dismissed by the CEO. Her crystal eyes seemed to have a hint of sadness in them, or maybe she was just tired. But then, she had been giving him that same look all week. It was annoying, but then, a lot of things about Emi annoyed him.

"Want a drink?"

Emi raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you underage?"

"I'm Seto Kaiba. Do you want one or not?"

Emi rolled her eyes; it had been a long day and an even longer week. Plus, Mokuba had called a few hours ago to tell her that Gwyn had gone home. She really didn't have to rush back. "Sure, what the heck."

Emi could feel Seto's eyes on her as she walked over, taking the bottle and a glass. After pouring herself some of the amber liquid, she sat down in a large plush blue chair across from the brunet. His stare was intense but she shrugged it off; she was too tired to care tonight.

"So," she said as she sat back, taking a sip. "What should we talk about?" He shrugged, his eyes lowering to his copper drink. Deciding she was, like always, going to be the one to start, Emi did so. "Well, sales are up, and everything really seems to be working well for the company, even now that Christmas rush is over. And now I'm sure those people working on the park have things fixed up. If we don't have any more of those viruses in the system."

He nodded, still deep in thought. Figuring that he must just not be in the mood to talk, Emi sat back and relaxed, letting the brandy calm her frayed nerves. It had been one hell of a week. First Tito's leaving, then Gwyn's play coming up, then Mir being moody and in trouble all the time –not to mention her mysterious disappearance today-. Silently, Emi prayed this was going to be the end of it. Maybe after the park opened up she could talk Seto into letting her take a nice long vacation with her sisters… maybe… probably not.

"Why did you like him so much?"

The blonde was startled by the sudden comment from her silent drinking partner. It took her exhausted mind a while to compute who he was talking about, but after a pause she figured it out.

"Tito?"

"Yes." His eyes were on her now, as if trying to understand her logic—as if there was any. "He's only a temp, and even when he gets a stable job, it'll never be anything more than average pay, unless he gets lucky. But in his case, I don't think it'll happen. He seemed pretty content to just live an average life. He hardly had any motivation at all. He's just very average." Emi forced a chuckle, the memories of him still so painful. It was true in a way: Her loving him was illogical. She had two sisters she needed to think about and care for. Giving a sad smile, Emi shook her head.

"Love isn't very logical." Seto snorted in agreement, but Emi chose to ignore him. "I think I liked him because he was so honest. He really cared about my feelings and tried to make me happy. He made me laugh and was very easy going. And really, Seto, I thought you knew me well enough to know I don't really care about money." She paused for a moment, meeting his eyes, which were staring intently at her. "All I want is something secure, some way to know that I'll be safe and happy in the future." She looked away, feeling the prickle of tears coming to her eyes. "I just want to be safe." Gosh she was talking a lot. Maybe it was the brandy.

"I could keep you safe."

Startled, she noticed he had been leaning forward as Emi explained her past actions. It had almost been like her words were pulling him in. Seto wasn't sure what had made him say that; he had just been so into her story he had stopped thinking about everything else. It happened a lot when she talked like that, so honest as if she didn't care that she was showing all of herself and her feelings. Right now, as she explained herself to him, she looked so small, so scared, so… so alone. She was looking at him now. Big crystal eyes sparkling from unshed tears. He wasn't even sure what he was doing as he learned closer.

"I'll always keep you safe," he whispered again as his lips gently met hers.

At first, Emi didn't even understand what was going on, or for that matter who was talking. She was so tired, and that one glass had really muddled her thinking. She must be a really bad drinker. It took her a few seconds to even realize he was kissing her, and when she did realize what was going on, she couldn't remember how to react. His kiss was pleasant, strong; it made her feel safe, as if he really meant the very words he had spoken. Suddenly, his mood changed, and it was as if he were the one searching for something—or someone. As if he was asking her some long-pondered question.

Seto wasn't drunk, that much anyway, so he wasn't sure what had come over him. He had just wanted to show Emi that he was there for her. That those past few months had been annoying and confusing for him. He was frustrated with himself and those new feeling he was still trying to grasp. He had never been close to anyone, other than his brother, and Emi was so strange and new. He hadn't thought about kissing her, he had just done it. It wasn't until a few moments later that he even realized he was really kissing her. Now that he was aware of how small she was next to him, his mind tried to compute why he had kissed her in the first place and what his feelings were about his own actions.

Suddenly, as if both of them realized exactly what was going on, they broke apart, slightly startled expressions on both their faces as they stared at each other. Seto was the first to speak this time.

"You should go home."

Emi just nodded. Her tired mind didn't seem to be able to remember how to speak.

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Emi walked drowsily into the bedroom, almost tripping over her own two feet. She stood in the doorway for a few moments, letting her eyes adjust to the darkness. Once they did, she walked slowly toward her bed. However, she paused for a moment, then turned and walked toward Mir's bed. Her younger sister's small body was sleeping peacefully under the covers. Smiling happily, she stood there for a few moments. Her mind was still whirling from the night's exertions, so she couldn't think of what to do. Finally, she turned and went to bed.

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Mir work up early; her nerves plus the endless nightmares had kept her up. She sighed, running her fingers through her short brown hair. The first rays of the morning sun were just starting to peek through the window. She glanced over at her two sleeping sisters. Gwyn was curled up as close to Emi as she could get, while the older girl had her arm draped around her smaller sister. Sighing again, Mir got up. It was Friday, but she wasn't going to be getting ready for school.

Not today. Not when her step-mother was up to something.

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Emi woke up to the early morning sun pouring through her the bedroom window. Glancing down at her sleeping sister, Emi sighed—softly, so as not to wake Gwyn. Turning over so that she was facing the window, Emi gently ran her fingers through her hair, memories of last night and the whole week replaying in her mind. There was still some shock from it all whirling in her mind. Darn, why was life so confusing sometimes? She had always just wanted a simple life. Help her sisters, grow up, get a nice job, and then grow old alone with a bunch of nieces and nephews she could spoil. Then Tito came…. Wait, it had been Seto first, hadn't it? She had started to work for Seto. Her dad had died. She had left Seto and started the life she had always wanted. But it hadn't seemed right. So she had come back. Come to think of it, if she had never come back, she never would have met Tito. Memories of returning flooded into her mind. To her, Seto and Mokuba had become part of her life; they were just natural. Coming back to them was just something she had to do. They were almost like family to her.

However, it was Tito who had taught her how to really love. He had showed her something she never thought was possible.

Yet it had been Seto who had kissed her. Seto had always just been part of her life, so why had he kissed her? Seriously, he couldn't love her, he was… he was... Seto Kaiba.

She touched her lips. Seto confused her to no end. Rolling onto her back and almost squishing Gwyn, she tried to push away those thoughts. If Tito had kissed her, would she be this confused? Would she have felt the same way? Growling to herself, Emi tried in frustration to think STRAIGHT! Why did life have to be so darn complicated?!

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Mir sighed as she stood in front of the phone. She was all alone, Gwyn was at drama practice, Emi in an emergency meeting—something about a horrible problem last night—Fedha with her boyfriend, and Manon fluffing herself. She had to call Ryou; she had sworn to tell him if she was going to do anything. But she wasn't sure what to say. She had already tried to pick up the phone several times, but never seemed to have the guts to finish dialing the phone. She could hear Manon walking around upstairs. There wasn't much time to lose. Taking a deep breath, Mir dialed Ryou's number one more time.

After what seemed like an eternity, Ryou's answering machine picked up. The brunette couldn't help but roll her eyes; of course he wouldn't be there it was the of Friday afternoon. All that worrying about telling him and all she had to do was just leave a message and be on her merry way. "Uh, Hey Ryou, so I'm going back to that, uh, place. I swore to tell you so I'm telling you. See you in school on Monday. Bye"

With that, she quickly hung up. Her whole body was shaking for some reason. It was like the realization that she was going to… well, stalk her step-mother had just hit her. Taking a deep breath, the brunette ducked into the next room just as Manon walked into the kitchen.

Here goes nothing, I guess.

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Ryou tapped his pencil nervously on his desk as his chocolate eyes kept darting from the door to the clock that sat above the teacher's desk. From her desk Satra glanced over the fidgety boy.

"Where's Mir?" the strawberry blonde whispered. Ryou shrugged trying to stay composed but Satra wasn't fooled. However, before she could ask more the bell rang and Ryou stood up so fast he almost hit his knees on his desk. Satra also stood up and once again was about to speak but Ryou beat her to it.

"Could I borrow your phone?"

"Uhhh yeah sure I guess," The strawberry blonde pulled out her purple phone from her school bag still very confused by her classmate's behavior, "Is something wrong with Mir?"

"I'll explain in a minute" Ryou promised as he quickly dialed the phone.

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"So, now, after following the notes that Miss. Hidenka has given us…"

Emi groaned inwardly as she scribbled on a note pad while trying to keep herself awake. Chol had called early that morning informing the blonde that she was requested to attend a meeting for the theme park. Apparently, Seto had made sure she attended. Emi was frustrated to say the least. She had wanted to talk to Mir about the brunette's late night, whatever it was, but hadn't had the time. Yet.

Glancing up, Emi noticed Seto watching her scribbling on her notepad. Their eyes met for a moment, and then the blonde quickly went back to her notes. She wasn't sure why, but she felt rather self-conscious. It probably had something to do with last night's… escapade. She vaguely wondered if he even remembered what had happened. He had probably been really drunk, who knew how many cups of brandy he had consumed before she had walked in. I mean he would have to be drunk to kiss her… right? It's not like he was in lo…

AHHHH! STOP IT! Emi shook her head, trying to get those thoughts out of her head. Who cares, anyway? Just stop thinking about it. I bet Seto isn't thinking about it! At this, Emi looked up once again. Feeling her eyes on him, Seto glanced back at her. Once again, Emi looked away. This is ridiculous! Stop it right now, Emi!

"Excuse me, Emi?" Everyone in the meeting room froze to see Chol standing in the doorway, a slightly apologetic smile on her thin face.

"Yes?"

"There's a Ryou Bakura on the phone for Miss Hidenka, he said it's an emergency."

Emi was about to get up when Seto rose, stopping her. "What does he want? We're in a meeting."

Emi could have killed him right there. Biting her lip, she forced her gaze on Chol, who didn't seem fazed in the least. "He said he needed to talk to Emi. I told him she was in a meeting, but he sounded worried."

"Well, we're pretty much done here anyway," the man who had been leading the meeting said, shooting Emi a small smile. Emi smiled back, then quickly gathered her things and darted out of the room, leaving a perturbed Seto behind her.

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Mir had brought a flashlight with her for exploring. This way it would be easier to find where she was in these dark tunnels. Of course, this also helped chase away those dark shadows that the brunette hated so much. She hadn't really noticed it when Ryou had been there, but now that she was alone in this confined place, she suddenly didn't really feel as brave as she thought she was.

Come on, Mir, pull yourself together, the brunette thought as she shone her flashlight around. Now where was that opening…? I think it was around here somewhere.

Suddenly, the floor underneath her gave out, causing her to fall through, dropping her flashlight in the process. However, the brunette didn't have to worry about the dark anymore, because she plummetted into a large, lit room. Blinking at the sudden change in lighting, Mir tried to look around with squinted purple eyes. After a few minutes, her eyes adjusted, and the figure of her step-mother loomed over her.

"Uh, hi?"

"Oh, hello, Mir. What are you doing here?"

"Heheh, doing research on a school paper?" Manon's eyes narrowed, not buying this for a minute. Behind her, a large computer screen glowed. Five men looked out from the screen. their expressions matching Mir's step-mother's. Giving a nervous giggle, the teen stood up. "Well, what are you doing here, Mommy?"

Manon's eyes turned venomous and she lunged for her step-daughter, grasping the girl by her arm, painted nails digging into Mir's flesh. The teen winced, trying hard not to cry out. "Ouch, what's that for?"

"Why are you here?" Manon hissed.

"Why are you here?" Mir shot back, instantly regretting it. Why do I have to be such a loudmouth? Manon turned to the five men who were watching from the computer screen. Giving a smooth smile, she spoke, "Excuse me, gentlemen, I will be right back." With that, she pulled a struggling Mir into the next room.

Once they were out of earshot, Manon shook her step-daughter. "What did you hear?! Did Kaiba send you?!"

Mir froze. Kaiba? Why would Kaiba send her? "What are you doing? Who were those guys?"

"I'm the one asking questions here! Damn girl! If you don't answer, I'll—!"

"You'll what?! Don't forget, Emi's letting you stay in your house because of us!"

Manon stopped for a moment, and Mir could almost see the wheels whorl in her mind. "Just because Emi owns your father's fortune doesn't mean I can't discipline the girl I'm a legal guardian of. Your older sister can't save you this time."

Mir's purple eyes grew wide as her stomach knotted in worry. "Let me go!"

MUAHAHAHAH!!! I did it!! I pulled off a drunk Seto AND a kiss!!! I am so proud of myself!!! :D

Oh and just too prove how lame I am, I'm 21 and I had to look up the color of brandy to make sure the line "After pouring herself some of the amber liquid" was correct XD YAY for LAMENESS!! –laughs-

Well now it's time for comments from my ultra-AMAZING reviewers!!! You guys rock and like I'm sure you all know, this story wouldn't even be up if it wasn't for you!!!

Claamchowder:

Haha YAY FOR GOOD REVIEWS!!! I just love hearing from you!!!

Lightest'Ink:

Thanks!!! I had a really nice birthday! As for the story, I think I have about 3 or so chapters left… it's hard to believe it's almost done!!! Creepy

Mistrelia of the Ice:

Awww thanks!!! That's like my WORST fear!!! Losing my touch or just writing myself into a whole. Something big is going to happen to Mir and Ryou. No, not like Emi and Seto in this chapter but something else –snickers-

ember-chan

She's about to find out what Manon's going to do. I'm not totally sure how I'm going to write it but I have lots of ideas so we'll see how to turns out. Hahah well I was writing this chapter and I suddenly remembered Mokuba's puppy and was like "I really wanted to make Seto's reaction… how about he didn't even know it was there" seems like a very seto think to do XD

DarkestInk

HAHAH me too!!! "Host, it's about time you learned how to be a man. You're a disgrace" I was trying to think of a name that Mokuba would name his new puppy and I was like Noah DUAH!!! I have never seen GX cuz I didn't think there was any Seto goodness, should I watch it? Don't worry about the end. Gwyn has to have her story XD Pluss if you check out the blog there are some other story ideas coming up.

Reiko The Awesome

Haha they didn't even have to get caught XD they got into trouble anyway XP I'm so glad everyone liked the part when Seto found out he had a dog. I was worried that everyone would think it was stupid.

ChasingCarsAllDayLong

Thanks!!! I always have a blast writing these

Xxxwillsangelxxx

I know! They are becoming so sparse now-a-days it makes me sad :( I really wish I had more time for them.

wasmina

Oh don't worry there will be some romance, I'm so sorry on romance. It's really hard for me to write since I have NEVER had much of a romantic side to my life.

Desert.Moon

Psh!!! Are you kidding me!?! It's because of you that this story is so popular!! And don't' try to deny it!! I know the truth. Ok I'll fix that and next time I'll try to include that, basically I just copy it word for word from my book.

starwefter

it was "you cut a deal with the devil and sometimes it comes back and bites you" Well Mir get's caught… it's all part of the Reponzle story :D I'm not sure Mokie hid the puppy or Seto just never noticed it running around XD you know how busy he is. Maybe I'll add something about that in later.

Destinykeyblade

It's more like what is Mir plotting XD that silly silly girl. Hey I'm (or was) homeschooled to!!! SQUEEEE homeschoolers unite!! I would LOVE that!!! I really did love your story . Yeah I know what you mean about juggling stories, I'm writing a script for my script writing class, a script for a manga job I just snagged and this fic. Not to mention all those oneshots and this ouran highschool fic I wanted to write. Uhhhggg to many ideas not enough time!!