Takiko sat on her bed, her head in her hands. "I knew Genbu was trying to tell me something…my dreams AREN'T crazy after all!" Takiko shot a glare at her fiancée, who shrugged.
"Well, normally it would have been…I thought Genbu was done with meddling with your life." Limdo said, his eyes shut, and an annoyed look was planted on his face.
"I just…don't know what to do! I mean, we're going to be married in only…three months from now." Takiko ran her fingers through her long hair, now just realizing how close she was to being married to the man of her dreams. The thought sent exciting chills through her body.
"Yea, great isn't it!" Limdo grinned, being completely serious about it. "I guess you'll just have to do what Genbu wants you to, to the best of your ability." He shrugged, his mind still wandering a bit to the wedding.
Takiko smiled a little bit. "I know, but I don't know where to look…" She remembered the priestess of Suzaku. She knew she lived somewhere in Tokyo…but where?
Suddenly Limdo was by her side, sitting down nest to her, his eyes holding her gaze. She gulped, trying to remember what she had been thinking. "Look, I think I know why Crin told us that. She is here to help you with whatever you need…she's gone through this too…and we as your warriors are with you also – except Hagus, but he'll come around to it – but most importantly, I'm here for you. I'm not here for Genbu. I never was, I still don't think highly of Genbu. I've always protected you because I care about you more than anyone or anything else. I wouldn't let anyone hurt you." Limdo wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her onto his lap. "I love you Takiko, no matter what. And I'm not going to let Genbu get in our way."
Takiko smiled and buried her face in his chest. "I know. I love you too…and it does clear some things up, what Crin told us."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, we know why Crin is different now…though I'm still not quite sure why she loves sugar so much…"
"The world will never know."
"Exactly…and now we know why our enemies from the book are here. I wish I knew where to start looking though."
"Phone book?"
"I don't think it would be that easy." Takiko laughed, pulling away from him. After a moments silence, Limdo changed the subject.
"So…Hikitsu told me that you're going to go buy a car tomorrow? And then going shopping?"
"Yup, that's the plan."
"So…what are you going to buy?"
"That isn't any of your business." Takiko crossed her arms over her chest, closing her eyes so that he couldn't beg her with his expression.
"Aw, that's not fair…"
"I'm not going to tell you!" She smirked triumphantly. Limdo was silent for a second. Takiko thought he was going to give up, but suddenly he jumped on her, tickling her sides, his face buried in the crook of her neck. Takiko squealed and tried to push his hands away, but he wouldn't let her.
Without thinking, she tried to kick him off…but ended up kneeing him in the stomach. He stopped tickling her, making an 'OMPH!' sound, rolling off of her. He held his abdomen, breathing deeply. Takiko stopped laughing and got up and leaned over him, a concerned look on her face.
"Limdo, I'm SO sorry! I didn't mean to do that, I just…you tickled me, and I didn't know how to get you to stop….oh my gosh I'm SO, SO sorry! Limdo…Limdo, are you alright? Oh….oh no, your turning green…please doesn't throw up…" Limdo breathed deeply and took Takiko's hand and squeezed it.
"I'm…alright…DANG Takiko! You can kick REALLY hard…when you want to." He smiled a bit, bringing her hand up to rest on his chest. "I'm alright…I just didn't expect that."
"Any normal person would have kicked." Takiko grumbled, making Limdo laugh. He pushed himself up, letting go of her hand only to cup her chin so that she looked at him.
"Really…I'm fine." He kissed her a couple times on her lips, both of them enjoying each one.
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Crin stood at the stove, making the cookies as she had said. She had noticed Tomite's presence a while ago, but couldn't bring herself to look at him. She was too afraid of what she might have seen in his expression. She stirred the already made batter, humming to herself quietly.
"Crin…Crin, why won't you look at me?" Tomite asked his voice not much louder than a mere whisper. Yet Crin cringed as if he had yelled at her.
"You do like Chocolate Chip, right?" Crin asked, still not looking at him.
"Crin…come on, what's wrong?" What was wrong? WHAT WAS WRONG?! Crin couldn't believe he asked her that. There were a lot of things wrong. She slammed the bowl down on the counter and spun around to glare at him.
"What do you mean? How can you be so calm?" She demanded, her eyes turning red; anger.
"Well…ever since you told us what we needed to do, you've been distant. And now you're exploding at me. I don't know what you mean by 'calm', of course I'm calm. Why wouldn't I be?" Tomite shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal. Crin gaped at him, unable to believe that he'd said that.
"Tomite…I didn't tell you ANY of that stuff! I never told you the truth about my past! And yet here you are acting as if it didn't bother you!"
"It doesn't. I've always known that you were…different, and I knew that you were keeping things from me. I just didn't want to force you to tell me. I knew that you would eventually tell me when you were comfortable with it."
Crin shifted her weight nervously, biting her lip. She thought of the many other things she hadn't told him. "I haven't told you everything…" She whispered, but Tomite could hear it clearly.
He said nothing, only stared at her, his expression unreadable. "Well, aren't you curious? I mean, even a little bit? Don't you want to know more about me?" she asked, starting to get worried.
"Of course I am, but you need to trust me first. A relationship is built on trust." He answered, his arms folded over his chest.
"WELL, what if I tell you and I'm not the person you thought I was? What if you don't like me anymore and you realize that I'm not good enough for someone as caring as you are? And that I don't deserve these things?" She looked away from his eyes, not wanting to read his expression. Tears started to fall down her face, and for once she was glad that she had left her hair down.
She heard Tomite cross the distance between them, but she didn't look up. She closed her eyes, but reopened them when Tomite firmly grabbed her face – yet still gentle – and forced her to look at him. She was about to protest, but he cut her off with a brief kiss.
"Crin, no matter what happens I will always love you. It doesn't matter who you were, it matters who you are now." He then kissed her. At first the kiss was meant to be small, but Tomite seemed to change his mind, his tongue traced her bottom lip, wanting entrance, and his hand combed itself into her silky hair. She gladly let him enter, letting him taste. Her knees started to buckle, but Tomite had fastened one of his arms around her waist, holding her up. She blushed, but refused to be the one to break away.
Finally they broke for air, their lungs burning. Crin immediately leaned against Tomite's chest and let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you." She whispered a smile on her lips.
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The next day, Takiko, Crin, Kay and Takara hopped off the bus, facing the car dealership. "Takiko, can you really afford this?" Takara asked, her eyes widening as she looked at the overly-expensive sports cars, biting her lip nervously.
"Takara, I used to have a Ferrari and a Mustang Gt Shelby…till SOMEONE blew it up!" Takiko glared at Crin who giggled lightly, looking away from Takiko's fierce glare. "But hopefully I'll find a replacement in here somewhere." Takiko looked away, calming down a bit.
Kay grumbled something about wanting to go shopping, but Takiko ignored her and walked up to the double glass doors. The saleslady looked up and snorted. Takiko's eyebrows rose. "You know, you won't get too much business if you snort at your customers, it's very rude." Takiko told the lady bluntly. The lady scowled at her.
"We don't sell these cars to beggars like you." She sneered. Takiko started to laugh. The lady had considered them beggars by the way they were dressed. They all wore jeans and a t-shirt – except Crin, she wore her usual ruffled dress – and they didn't look like they were wealthy.
"Look lady, I'm not some beggar, I'm here to buy a sports car with cash. But, if you don't want my money, I'll feel free to go find another dealership…" Takiko turned and started to head out the door.
"WAIT, come right on in, and please feel free to ask questions!" Takiko grinned mischievously before turning and giving the lady a not-so-real smile.
"Thank you so much for changing your mind!" Takiko said as she walked into the building, looking at the models. So far she'd seen some pretty weird looking sports cars, not one that she liked.
After about five minutes, Crin started to shout, "I FOUND THE ONE I WANT!" over and over again. Takiko snapped her head around to stare at the car Crin was bouncing around.
It was a black, sleek, Exige S Lotus, the interior black leather. The sales lady smiled and started to talk about the car. "That's a good choice of car. It goes from 0-60 mph within 4.1 seconds, with a top speed of 148 mph. It does an amazing job on corners, making your driving experience as smooth as silk!" Crin didn't seem to be listening, but from what Takiko could tell the car was a good and fast car.
"Crin, do you have money for that car?" Takiko hadn't expected Crin to buy a car. Crin looked at her and grinned.
"Yes I do!" Crin bounded over to the saleslady and asked for the papers. Takiko smiled and turned away, looking for a car for herself. There were some other lotuses, a couple mustangs – she considered it, but she'd already owned one, and she wanted something a bit different this time – and some old model corvettes.
A corvette…that would be a nice car to have, but she wanted something a bit newer. She turned to the sales lady. "Do you have any new corvettes?" Takiko asked. The sales lady bit her lip nervously.
"Well, we do have one, but it's not due to be released till fall…"
"I can't wait that long." Takiko cut her off, starting to lose her patience with the lady. The lady once again bit her lip out of habit.
"Well…how much can you offer?" she asked. Takiko raised an eyebrow.
"If I want it, more than it's going to sell for." Takiko assured the woman, her hand sticking into her pocket. Crin had already bought the car, and was now in the driver's seat, running her hands eagerly over the wheel.
The woman sighed and motioned Takiko to follow her. Takiko did so, her curiosity overwhelming her as they reached the back room. The lady unlocked the door and turned the light on before stepping aside to show Takiko in. The very first car, the only car really, made Takiko's mouth drop open.
"Here is our special edition." The woman said her voice unsure. The car was a 2007 Chevrolet Corvette Indy Pace Car. It was an Atomic Orange color with gold-ribbon graphics. And it was a convertible.
"I'll take it." Takiko whispered, unable to believe that such a car existed. The sales lady perked up and named the price. It was the lady's turn to drop her jaw when Takiko handed the money over – in cash – without a word. The sales lady pushed the papers at Takiko and Takiko signed them without much thought.
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Takiko and Crin walked into the expensive looking bridal store – Kay dragged Takara off to the mall in Takiko's car – and stopped. Bridal dresses were everywhere; they were on racks, on display, and the nicest ones where hung up in the back.
Before Takiko could start walking again, Crin burst into the back, looking for a dress. She went through the dresses so fast, that Takiko wondered if Crin really was looking at the dresses.
"Um…may I help you two?" A sales lady asked, a little more timid looking than the last one. She was a bit shorter than Takiko, her brown hair was pulled up into a bun behind her head and she wore a grey, plain suit. She gulped and pushed her glasses up her nose a little bit as she looked at Takiko.
"I wouldn't mind help…" Takiko started, but was cut off by Crin's frantic yelling.
"I FOUND THE ONE I WANT! I FOUND THE ONE I WANT! LOOK, LOOK, LOOK!" Crin leapt over a rack with the dress in her hands, startling the sales woman into dropping her pen.
"U-uh…um…mam, would you like to try it on first?" the sales lady asked Crin, who stopped and looked at her with a curious expression as if she had just noticed the woman there.
"I suppose that I should…" Crin muttered, not waiting for the woman to show her into the dressing rooms. The woman followed Crin, muttering incomprehensive things to her.
Takiko rolled her eyes, thinking Crin wouldn't like the dress, and would look for another, giving Takiko a lot of time to look. Takiko walked into the back, looking at the nicer dresses, taking longer glances than Crin had.
She was halfway through the rack when Crin called to her. "Takiko, come look!" Takiko sighed and left the rack to head into the hallway leading into the dressing room.
As she stopped at the end of the hall, Takiko gasped. In front of her stood Crin. She stood in three paneled floor length mirrors, and wore a beautiful dress…not one she would wear personally, but it looked stunning on Crin.
It was a beautiful white Satin and Taffeta sleeveless gown with beaded metallic lace on the bodice, and a pick up, ruffled skirt, and a floor length veil attached to a tiara. Crin smiled brightly. "What do you think Takiko?"
"It's absolutely lovely Crin! It looks so good on you! And the dress itself it stunning!" Takiko breathed, feeling some jealousy rise in her feelings. Why couldn't she find a dress perfect for her?
Crin giggled, her giggle sounding like the tinkling of bells. "Yes, well…I suppose I should buy it, shouldn't I?" Crin looked into the mirror, a far off look on her face. Takiko smiled and turned away, walking back out into the store, exhaling a long sigh. How was she going to find the dress perfect for her?
Takiko went back to looking through the dresses, flipping through them and not finding one dress that looked even slightly appealing to her…why was it that Crin seemed to find what she wanted as soon as she walked into a store?
After ten frustrating minutes of countless dresses, Crin finally jumped out of the dressing room, her dress in her arms. She laughed happily as she ran to the front desk to purchase the dress. "Takiko, did you find a dress yet?" Crin called back as the sales lady shakily took the dress from Crin's arms.
"No…" Grumbled Takiko as she flipped another dress away. Crin frowned thoughtfully, her eyebrow furrowed in concentration. Takiko sighed, deciding not to ask Crin what she was thinking, but to instead keep searching for dresses once more.
"Takiko, maybe your dress isn't going to be here…do you think we should go find another place?" Crin asked after receiving her dress and coming to stand next to Takiko. Takiko's hands dropped from the rack, giving up hope that she would find her dress.
"Maybe your right Crin…" Takiko mumbled her shoulders slumped in defeat. She straightened up to brightly smile at the sales lady. "Thank you so much for helping us." Takiko thanked the sales woman, who blushed slightly.
"It was no problem." The sales woman fumbled with her glasses, her voice soft and quiet. Takiko turned away from the woman to motion at Crin to the front door. Crin nodded and started to head toward the door, but gasped and stopped short. Takiko –who had been following Crin – almost bumped into Crin.
"Crin what are you --?" Takiko started to ask, but Crin grabbed her hand and started to drag her forward. Takiko pulled, trying to break away form Crin's strong grip. "Crin let me GO!" Takiko complained, but Crin refused to let go.
"Takiko look! I can't believe you MISSED this dress!" Crin shouted pointing ahead of her at a dress on display. Crin stopped and allowed Takiko to get a good look at it.
Takiko gasped quietly, her fingertips going up to her mouth. "It's…beautiful!" Takiko whispered. Crin grinned and motioned for the sales lady to get the dress off the manikin.
As the sales lady rushed forward to do get the dress, Crin started to shoo Takiko back into the dressing room. "Takiko, you KNOW I have a good eye for dresses, and this dress will look lovely on you! Limdo's going to love how it looks on you!" Crin told her as she pushed Takiko into the stall. The sales lady followed, ready to help Takiko put the dress on.
Crin waited for about five minutes before Takiko came out of the stall. Crin's eyes widened and she gulped, taking Takiko's hands and pulling her to the three-paneled mirrors. "Take a look Takiko…" Crin whispered, stepping away from the mirror.
Takiko looked away from Crin's amazed expression and peered at herself in the mirror. Her heart leapt for joy. She was so getting this dress.
The dress was white, a satin A-line with a slip-front over skirt, and embroidery. She had silk white gloves that went to her elbows, a waist long veil attached to her silver tiara. Takiko twirled around slowly, trying to keep her eyes on the back of the dress. The end of the skirt trailed a little. It had embroidery at the bottom of the skirt.
"I'll take it." Takiko whispered to the sales lady, her hand running down her side, feeling the smooth material under her finger tips. Crin started to jump around excitedly, clapping her hands enthusiastically. The sales lady smiled a little in approval and pushed Takiko back into the dressing room to change out of the dress.
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Crin and Takiko reached their apartment door, hearing the sounds of the TV coming from inside the apartment. "I couldn't get Limdo to leave; I think he knows that we were out wedding shopping…" Takiko trailed off, realizing the difficulty of getting past him with the dresses.
Crin frowned, her hand on the door knob. Suddenly she pushed her wedding dress into Takiko's free arm. "Take this; I know how to get him to leave." Crin grinned, pushing the door open and walking inside, leaving a confused Takiko standing out in the hallway alone.
Crin made sure the door was shut and then turned to look at Limdo, who sat on the black leather couch, staring at her with a confused expression. Crin gave him a stern look and pointed accusingly at him. "YOU!" she yelled, making her eyes turn the color red.
Limdo's eyebrows rose as he turned the TV on mute and looked around him. He looked back at her and pointed to himself. "Me?" He asked her, not quite sure what he could have possibly done to anger Crin.
"NO, THE SAND MAN, OF COURSE YOU! Who ELSE is here?" Crin rolled her eyes and strode over to Limdo, grasping his wrist and pulling him off the couch in one swift movement.
"Crin, what are you doing?!" Limdo cried irritably as she dragged him to the sliding glass door that led to the balcony. Though this balcony wasn't as large as their last one back in California, it was still certainly large. It had some patio furniture, with a table and some nice chairs that were covered in snow.
Crin led him to the end of the balcony, to the fence, and turned sharply to stare at him. "You can fly, right?" She asked him.
Limdo, baffled by her question, answered her in a confused tone. "Yes…" Crin grinned brightly, pointing out.
"Go fly then." Crin told him bluntly, a bright smile on her face. Limdo quirked an eyebrow.
"Why am I supposed to be flying?" he asked, and Crin growled at him.
"GO FLY BEFORE I PUSH YOU OFF THE BALCONY MYSELF!" Crin bellowed, waving her hands around her head wildly.
Limdo, with an irritated expression, grumbled "Fine…don't have to be so pushy…" as he changed his form and let the wind surround him, making him disappear off somewhere.
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Takiko sighed as she supported her weight with the post of the bed, her black hair falling over her right shoulder. She hid her dress under her bed after Crin claimed that no one ever looked under there. Takiko hoped she was right…
Someone knocked on the door, and Takiko stood up – she has been kneeling on the carpet – and crossed her bedroom to her door and opened it. There stood a worn out looking Limdo, who huffed and puffed in front of her with an irritated look in his face. Takiko laughed and stood aside to let him in her room.
He brushed past her, going immediately to her bed where he jumped on it and laid down breathing a sigh of relief. "Limdo what are you doing?" Takiko asked, not bothering to close her door as she crossed back to the side of her bed. Limdo groaned.
"Why does Crin always have to pick on me?" He groaned, making Takiko laugh and take his hand in hers, gripping it tightly.
"You know she's just being herself, there's nothing wrong with that." Limdo sighed and rolled over to face her, his silver eyes piercing hers.
"I know…but I was really looking forward to greeting you when you came home…instead I got kicked out." He sat up, throwing his legs over the side of the bed, his eyes not leaving Takiko's wide light brown eyes. He brought her hand up to his lips, gently kissing it. Takiko blushed, but let him kiss her hand again. He started to kiss her wrist and moved up her arm, his kisses making her arm tingle where his lips touched.
He stood slowly as he reached the top of her arm, where he stopped, only to restart at her neck. He kissed her neck, then just below her ear, where his lips started to trace the line of her jaw. As he reached her chin, he stopped, opening his silver eyes to look at Takiko, whose eyes had closed, a smile of pleasure on her lips. He grinned and kissed her with passion. He entwined his fingers into her raven black hair, running them down and through her locks. She in turn wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him closer.
His tongue traced Takiko's bottom lip, begging for entrance. Takiko hesitated for a second, before allowing him entrance a little. He wanted more entrance, but Takiko was firm to where he could go. He wrapped his arms around her waist after untangling them through her hair.
They broke for air, and Limdo pulled Takiko closer to him, his face buried in her neck, taking deep breathes. "That's how I would have greeted you when you came back." He whispered, running his hands up her back.
Takiko smiled, about to say something, but was cut off by the irritated voice of Takara. "Ok, that's just….I didn't need to see that…"
Limdo looked back at Takara with a blank expression. "Well, it is Takiko's room; we got a room this time." Limdo said, watching the look of disgust completely cover his little sister's face.
"You could have closed the door…" Takara mumbled, leaning against the door with her hands jammed into the pockets of her jeans.
Takiko rolled her eyes before inquiring what Takara was there for. "Obviously you have a reason to intrude, so what's up?" Takiko asked her, still not letting Limdo go.
Takara cleared her throat. "Well, I'll tell you when you two let each other…" She stopped, disgust replaced by a smug look, "You know….actually, continue what you two were doing, and I want to take notes for later." Limdo immediately let go of Takiko, much to her disappointment. Takiko threw an annoyed look at Takara, who threw an apologetic look back before continuing.
"Anyhow…I'd just like to tell my brother what I got at the mall…" Takiko cut Takara off.
"Excuse me? You interrupted us because you wanted to show Limdo what you got at the MALL?" Takiko asked irritably. Takara winced.
"It's not what you're thinking….its a bit more serious…and permanent." Limdo raised his eye brows, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Now I'm curious…" Limdo muttered under his breath, but just loud enough for Takiko to hear him.
"Um…." Takara started, turning around slowly, lifting up the back of the edge of her shirt, revealing her lower back. Takiko was about to scold Takara for doing so, but stopped cold when Takara revealed a black Chinese character, and if Takiko wasn't mistaken, it meant 'future'. "I got a tattoo." Takara admitted.
Limdo's face turned a purple color, anger obviously gathering. "WHAT DID YOU DO?!?!?!?!" Limdo yelled, making both Takara and Takiko wince.
Takiko stepped to the corner of her room as Limdo angrily strode forward, pointing his finger at Takara angrily. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! WHY IN THE WORLD DID YOU GET A TATTOO?! OUT OF ALL THE THINGS YOU COULD HAVE GOTTEN, YOU BOUGHT A TATTOO! AND IT MEANS FUTURE…DID YOU EVEN KNOW THAT?!"
"Yes…please don't hurt me…" Takara cowered and Takiko couldn't blame her… Limdo was visibly taller than she was.
"I WOULDN'T HURT YOU!!! BUT WHY IN THE WORLD…" Limdo was cut off when a very irritated looking Hikitsu stepped behind Takara, glaring at Limdo. "AND WHAT DO YOU WANT?!"
"I want you to shut up and stop yelling at her…it's not that bad. I don't want you to talk to Takara that way."
"She's my SISTER!"
"And you're her overprotective brother, I know. But seriously, SHUT UP." Hikitsu grabbed Takara's hand, pulling her away from Limdo, who stuttered, trying to find something to say.
"Limdo…" Takiko started, coming over to her fiancée, grasping his hand and squeezing it. "You need to calm down now…Takara's not a little girl, she can make her own decisions." Limdo sighed, looking down at Takiko, searching her light brown eyes.
"Yea, I know…but it's still hard you know? Anyhow, I'm going to go see what Tomite is up to." Limdo smiled a bit as if to reassure her he wouldn't try to rip anyone's head off. Takiko smiled as he leaned in, pecking her on the lips. "Will you be alright? You still haven't completely gotten over your fever…"
"I'll be fine Limdo. Go hang out with Tomite, and you make sure you stay out of trouble." Takiko stepped away from him. Limdo gave her a long searching look, but after a couple seconds he shook his head.
"Alright then…just holler if you need me." Limdo turned away and left the room, but not without glancing back at Takiko. Takiko sighed when he left, turning around to look at the mantle on the other side of the room. She sighed, crossing over to it, running her hand over the picture frame that she had slammed down earlier when Limdo had asked about it.
Takiko picked it up, looking at the picture in the cracked frame. She looked at the frowning face of her father, an almost longing look was in his eyes, and a pen was tightly clutched in his hand. Takiko remembered he immediately left to hole himself in his study right after the photograph was taken of their 'family'.
Takiko looked down at her younger self, standing near her mother with a blank, uncomfortable look in her eyes, and her diplomatic smile reflected her previous unhappiness as a child. Her mother smiled warmly, yet weakly.
Takiko couldn't help but turn her thoughts to the events after the incident that caused her to wind up in the twenty first century. What happened to her father after he…? She couldn't bring herself to think the words.
What happened to Mr. Ohsugi and his family? Did he truly understand what had happened to his best friend and his family? What had happened to his own family? His wife? Little Suzuno?
Takiko sighed heavily and sadly, placing the frame face up, not caring any longer if anyone saw one of the few photos's that she had from her past. Takiko crossed the room to her bed, kicking its frame. The bed shook for a couple seconds before it stopped. With a frustrated cry – not loud enough for Limdo to hear and realize she was upset – and flung herself face down onto the bed, burying her face into her sheet covers. Tears of frustration rolled down her cheeks.
She needed to know what happened to her family. She couldn't hold it off any longer. With that decision in mind, Takiko pushed herself off of the bed and trotted over to the table, sitting down in her rolling wooden chair, pulling out her lap top. She was going to sneak out, whether Limdo liked it or not. He would know, there wasn't anything she could do about that, but she would leave him a note, telling him where she was going, what she was doing – for the most part – and when she would be back. She would leave that night after she wrote the note and would be back Sunday night. She just hoped that Limdo wouldn't confine her to the apartment for the rest of her breathing days when she arrived back home…
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I'm SOOOOO SORRY! i've been so busy with school starting again, and all these new books that are needed to be read...but i'm finished with the busy part now, so i'll be going back to updating once a week again. SOOOOO SORRY! i was going to make this longer but...nah.
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