"Hello?"

"Is Sakura there?"

"Yes, this is she."

"Hello, Sakura."

Sakura blinked, glancing at the phone before shuddering and shaking her head. Trying to sound as if the creepy voice didn't faze her, she smiled into the phone, even if he couldn't see her.

"May I ask who's calling?" she asked, moving to stand by the kitchen window.

"I'd prefer not to answer any questions about me," came the voice, low and raspy. Sakura felt her brow furrow as he added, "I just need to know a couple things about you."

"Well, I'm not answering anything unless I know who I'm talking to," she told him.

"You wouldn't know who I am even if I did tell you my name."

"Then why did you call?" she asked, staring at the trees outside, the sky beyond them. She noticed the storm clouds and realized that it'd probably rain soon.

"To tell you something, of course."

"Well?"

"Itachi Uchiha is currently unavailable." Sakura blinked, eyes narrowing as he went on. "I'd prefer it if you kept your distance."

"Sasuke?" she guessed, though the voice was weirdly unfamiliar. "This isn't funny. I told you I'd stay away from Itachi already."

"This isn't Sasuke, "came the reply, and then he said, "And I think it'd be best if you stayed away from him, too."

"Okay, who is this?" Sakura snapped, pulling out her cell phone. She was ready to call the police or something – since whoever this freak was had decided to call her home phone. "Whoever it is, you seriously need to stop. I'm not scared of you."

"You should be."

The line went dead in Sakura's ear and she scowled, tempted the throw the phone onto the table as if it were filth. Shaking her head and sighing, she hung up the phone and tried to forget the disgusting voice that had entered her ears. It still resonated in her mind, and though she splashed icy cold water on her face, the sounds still wouldn't leave her head.

"What a jerk," she muttered, and then jogged upstairs to her bedroom.

Pulling out her bag, she dumped the contents out onto her desk, arranging them neatly in piles according to class. It seemed all the teachers had ganged up on the students, throwing homework at them in all directions. Letting out a much-needed, exaggerated sigh, Sakura plopped into her seat and began her work.

She was finishing up an essay for English when something caught her eye on the floor. Raising both eyebrows, she bent over and reached down, fingers catching onto the flooded piece of paper. Straightening, Sakura unfolded it and let her eyes scan over the words written on it once before her eyes widened and she scrambled away from the chair, dropping the paper.

Her phone was in her hand at once, frantically pushing the buttons – she messed up three times before finally getting it right.

"Hey."

"Hi, Naruto?"

"Uh, yeah, what's wrong?" Sakura was glad to hear the concern in his voice and felt a tremor of relief shoot through her body.

"Could you please come over right now?" she asked, bringing her fingers to her lips, teeth threatening to bite at them. Naruto paused before sighing.

"Sorry, Sakura," he said, and then added, "Mr. Hatake told Iruka what happened at school today. I'm seriously grounded. If I go anywhere, I'm dead."

"Is Iruka there?" she questioned, biting her lip.

"No…"

"If he's not going to be back in a while, could you please come over?" she pleaded, whimpering involuntarily. "I'm seriously freaked out right now and my parents aren't here."

"Sakura, are you okay?"

"No," she squeaked, not wanting to sound helpless and weak, but not able to help the waves of panic coursing through her.

"All right, I'll be over there in a little while," he told her and she sighed, eyes fluttering with relief. "But if this isn't good, then you owe me."

"I owe you regardless," she promised, scooting further away from the paper.

"Yeah," he chuckled. "I'll be there in a little, 'kay?"

"No, don't hang up," she said and she could almost feel him pause on the other end.

"What? Why?" he asked, and she glanced around hurriedly.

"I don't know if someone is in my house or not," she said, eyes taking another look at the paper. When had they put it in her bag? Or had it been placed there on her floor from the start? "Please, just keep talking to me or something."

"Okay, just calm down," he said softly, and he repeatedly murmured such things to her as she waited. The whispers entered through static into her ear for about twelve minutes before she heard the crunching of gravel outside. "All right, I'm here. Is your door locked?"

"No," she said, now calm, but still freaked out. Eyes wide, she moved to her door, staying as far away from the paper as she could. She didn't feel at all silly, only scared.

Hanging up, she rushed downstairs, colliding with Naruto. The blonde let out a grunt as she flung her arms around him and buried her face into his chest, refusing to move. With a sigh, he picked her up and moved her to the couch, where he proceeded to sit with her in his lap. With surprising gentleness, he cradled her, stroking her hair in attempts to calm her further. It worked, and when she was finally able to stop trembling, he raised her head with worried eyes.

"What happened?" he asked and she sucked in a deep breath before telling him. She went through what she could remember of the phone call she had gotten earlier, and then the paper in her room. "What'd it say?"

Biting her lip, she shook her head and curled up where she was, trying to breath normally. She couldn't recall the last time she'd been this scared, but it was beginning to make her feel pathetic despite her shaken emotions. Naruto sighed and moved her off his lap before jogging upstairs. Three minutes later he came down, staring at the piece of paper in his hands.

"You found this in your bag?" he asked, an expression Sakura didn't recognize on his face – he looked both worried and furious.

"No," she said, sighing and placing her cheek on her knee. "I dumped everything out of my bag, and I saw that on the floor just a few minutes ago. I didn't see it fall out, but it might have."

"'Stay away,'" Naruto read, "'You're not the only one we can hurt.' I don't get it, Sakura. This is seriously messed up, but why did it freak you out so bad? You just don't seem like the kind of person who would be so…I don't know…scared."

"Naruto…" she said, sitting up. He had a point – she had noticed it too and had been wondering the exact same thing, though she thought she had an answer. Naruto took a seat beside her, tossing the paper onto the table and turning to her. "You know about my whole issue with Sasuke and Itachi, right?"

"I think so," he said, and then hesitated. "But you'd better fill me in. I want to understand."

"Well," Sakura sighed, closing her eyes before continuing, "Itachi has been flirting with me from day one. Apparently, he's taken some kind of interest in me and Sasuke wants me to stay away from him. I went over to Sasuke's on Saturday, before Ino's party, to apologize for that day at the lake…" Sakura realized that it had been an entire week since that day and paused in remembrance. "Well, he wasn't there, but Itachi was. He invited me in and while we were…talking, somebody knocked… Whoever it was…they were really impatient, because they kicked down the door or something when Itachi didn't answer it."

"You think this is the same person?" he asked and she nodded slowly. "Did you see them?"

"No," she answered, and tilted her head. "Itachi let me out the back. Either he didn't want me to see them, or he didn't want them to see me. I'm starting to think it's the second."

"Yeah, that'd fit," he grumbled, scratching the back of his head and sighing. "I really don't know what to tell you, but I'm sure if you told Sasuke about this, he'd do something to help. And don't worry – we've got your back, too. Especially me."

"Thanks," Sakura said with a smile, and watched as Naruto grinned. Leaning over, she wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her cheek against his chest. Almost automatically, he returned the embrace warmly. "That means a lot to me to hear you say that."

"I care about you," he explained, and she looked up at him, smiling. Everything they had shared in the past few days came back to her – how strong he was, how loving and gentle, how determined and headstrong. "I wouldn't let anything happen to you in a million years."

"I hope so," she said with a sigh, reluctantly pulling away. More than anything, she felt safe around Naruto, and somehow she knew that he was telling her the truth. Especially when he winked and gave her both a thumbs-up and another fox-like grin.

"Definitely. It's a promise for a lifetime."

Naruto had suggested that she just leave the note alone for now and try to ignore whoever had called her. If anything else happened, she should call the police and follow their instructions carefully. Were anything to happen to her health then they would take more drastic measures to keep her safe. Sakura agreed with him, and tucked the piece of paper safely under her pillow, just in case she'd need it later. She also decided to keep the incident from her parents – what with work, they didn't need the added pressure at home.

Sakura had to force herself to go to school the next day – she didn't want to face Sasuke, let alone Itachi if he decided to show up. Still, she managed to get dressed – into shorts and a spaghetti strap, the exact opposite of yesterday's outfit – and drag herself downstairs in a pair of plain white sneakers.

Naruto was waiting outside, leaning against the truck when she came out, and they drove to school without a word. For some reason, the tension in the vehicle was unusually high, and thoughts of Sasuke immediately entered her mind – was Naruto hiding something from her, or was he just being uncharacteristically shy?

"Everything all right?" she asked when he parked and turned off the car in front of the school. He paused, hand on the key still in the ignition before he turned to her.

"No," he finally said and she tilted her head, silently asking for him to continue. "I need to ask you something, but…but I really don't think I should. With everything you've told me, all that you're dealing with, I shouldn't intrude. It's nothing important anyway."

"Please just tell me if it bothers you anymore," Sakura requested, and Naruto gave her a smile, nodding. She had to force herself not to frown when she saw that smile – it was fake. "If that's all, would you please escort me to algebra?"

"Yes, ma'am, why I think I will," he laughed with a grin and they moved out of the truck.

Taking their seats, Sakura glanced around for a sight of Sasuke, but couldn't find one. Ino told her that she hadn't seen the boy at all today and worry filled her once again. It was torture as the clock continued to tick and Sasuke didn't come in to take his seat. She didn't care if he apologized or completely ignored them – as long as he was safe. The words from the note infiltrated her mind, and she grew anxious for the moment Kakashi would come in, signaling that Sasuke wouldn't be joining them today.

But no.

He did come in, and he looked absolutely horrible.

She heard Ino gasp in unison with her as she felt her eyes grow wide and her jaw drop behind the hands that covered it. Naruto released a breath behind them as the room hushed, Sasuke the center of attention once again.

He acted as if nothing were wrong, as if it were just a normal day and no one was staring at him. Cool as always, he took his seat beside Naruto, locked his fingers together in front of him and closed his eyes, a small grunt erupting from his throat to acknowledge their presence – his way of saying 'what's done is done, just forget it.'

Sakura didn't think she'd be able to.

At least not until the bruises under his eyes faded, the split in his lip healed, the mars on his skin gone. Not just his face, but his hands and arms were burned, cut, scarred to the point that his wounds looked unbearably painful. She was afraid to see what the rest of his body looked like, and just the thought made her eyes water.

Naruto was staring in the same horror, but he said nothing, either feeling too polite or was stunned speechless. Sakura couldn't decide why she didn't say anything – maybe she felt guilty. More than anything, though, she wanted to know who had done this to Sasuke, to his beautiful face, the innocent child's expression only a select few could find behind that carefully placed mask of stoic calmness.

She wanted to tear them to shreds.

"Good morning class, I hope…"

Even Kakashi seemed caught off guard, though not surprised or shocked. Sakura couldn't read the look that came over his face when his eyes landed on Sasuke, but then a second-long surge of anger flared in his eyes before he turned to his desk, clearing his throat to capture his class's attention.

"I hope you have your homework," he finished, but Sakura could tell that he hadn't been planning the next part, "But if you don't, I'm going to allow ten minutes for you to redo and check. You may work with a partner if you wish… Sasuke, may I have a word with you in the hall?"

"Hn."

The sound was something Sakura had gotten used to, and an odd wave of relief washed over her to see that his state hadn't diminished his cocky attitude. He stood and walked…no he limped down the steps to where Kakashi waited at the open door. The two of them didn't say a word as they left the room, didn't shed a single glance toward the other. When the door shut, Sakura released the sob that had built up inside her – and noticed that nobody gave her odd looks, nobody laughed at her for the tears that came. They just sat and stared in silence at the door Sasuke had gone through.

Sakura felt her insides shrivel as the image of Sasuke so wounded came to her again, and doubled over where she was, bringing her feet to rest on the seat and drawing her knees to her chest. Ino placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing affectionately, but the blonde was as in much of a daze as Sakura.

Who could have done such a thing? As much as Sasuke had tried to hide it, he couldn't even walk normally, and the pain was written clearly not in his expression, but the numerous amount of inflicted wounds. Sakura couldn't help but smile…

He had fought it. Whoever had hurt him had only succeeded partially. Physically, Sasuke had been hurt, but not his pride. No matter what, Sasuke had stood strong through it, and he faced it willingly, even coming to school the next day to show off his battle scars. Such a strong little heir he was, so determined and cunning. Glancing back, she saw a look similar to the emotions of admiration and awe she felt inside her on Naruto's face. He didn't return her gaze, whether because he didn't feel it or didn't feel like it, but Sakura knew their thoughts were the same.

Sasuke Uchiha was Konoha's prince, and it'd take so much more to keep him down.

And when Sakura took a look around the classroom, she was assured that her fellow students knew that as well. Everyone here at Konoha High looked up to Sasuke, more than they had originally thought – not just as the heartthrob, the most popular and hottest boy in school. He was an inspiration to them all, and he had just proved it to them, that in their hearts he was more important.

This must be why Naruto puts up with him, she thought with a shake of her head. Naruto and Sasuke are complete opposites…but they're the only ones that can really understand each other. Together, they can feel like they're not alone, and that's the one thing both of them want…more than anything.

Without pause or hesitation, Sakura lifted her hand to knock on the door. She noticed it looked fine – the wood not dented and the paint chip-free, just as perfect as it had always been. Smiling, she realized that the Uchiha's would settle for no less.

The door opened and she looked up into onyx eyes, the same eyes that she had feared on and off for the past week and a half. With Naruto beside her, though, she felt like she could stare into those hypnotizing eyes for hours, knowing that she'd be safe. A critical eyebrow raised, Itachi tilted his head at the sight of the two of them, no doubt understanding that she wasn't here for him since Naruto was with her.

"Yes?" he finally asked, slowly. Sakura knew he wouldn't let them see his awkwardness, and smiled confidently. "May I help you?"

"We wanted to speak with Sasuke," she told him, and a frown tugged on his lips. Instinctively, she wondered if he had been the one to harm Sasuke, the thought making her own mouth to turn down. "Just to make sure he's okay and everything."

"Sasuke's fine," Itachi said, a hint of venom hissing through his teeth – obviously, he wasn't pleased with the reason she was there. With a glare sent Naruto's way before he turned back to her, he added, "But he's unavailable at the moment."

"Why not?" Naruto snapped, and though it was rude, Sakura crossed her arms and raised both eyebrows questioningly at Itachi.

This apparently annoyed him, for he sighed and said, "He's resting."

"Let them in, Itachi."

The man turned, the movement allowing Sakura to peer inside and see Sasuke standing in one of the archways, hand resting on the frame. It didn't look like he needed it for support, but when she remembered that he had been limping, Sakura took in a deep breath to calm herself. What scared her more was that Sasuke was just looking, and not at them, but at Itachi – he wasn't glaring.

No signs of hatred or despise fueled the calm expression on his face, even when Itachi shook his head.

"You were careless enough to get into such a position as this," he scolded, with a raised eyebrow, "I won't let you make the same mistake regarding your recovery, Sasuke."

"Precisely," Sasuke murmured. "My recovery. My mistake. My life." He paused before repeating, "Let them in."

"My house," Itachi stated calmly, and Sakura got the feeling that Naruto and her weren't really the problem.

"Then I'll go out," Sasuke said, and Itachi smirked.

"My rules," he finished icily. Sasuke let out a short huff of a sigh, now giving his older brother an impatient look – though still not a glare.

"This isn't funny," he said.

"Neither are your injuries," Itachi retorted.

It occurred to Sakura that the two Uchiha brothers who hated each other actually had to live with each other – it had never once crossed her mind before, but seeing them together like this…in the same room…bickering like any other normal siblings would was strange. For some reason, it was too weird to handle and she stepped in with a smile.

"Actually, Itachi," she said, which immediately got the elder's undivided attention – though she wondered if she overdid her attempt at a sweet expression. "Sasuke's not the only reason I wanted to come. I wanted to talk to you, too."

"Really?"

Sakura blinked in surprise. Three different pairs of eyes stared at her, and she tilted her head as the unison of the three voices echoed in her head. Though the boys had said the same thing all at once, the tones of those voices were undeniably different. Sasuke looked infuriated, Itachi seemed immensely pleased, and it appeared Naruto was just caught off guard. Sighing, Sakura returned to her smile, which was already feeling fake enough to her own body and mind, and nodded.

"Yeah," she said, and though she wasn't lying, it became easier to speak as she said, "It's actually really serious, and I don't think I should wait."

"I suppose you could come in…for a while…"

Sasuke actually snorted and Naruto let out a laugh that made Sakura's brow furrow and her head turn – it had been the strangest thing, a mix between a snicker and a growl. He just shrugged and stepped into the house, moving toward the living room. Sakura assumed he'd been a guest here before and quickly followed him, successfully avoiding Itachi by at least half a foot. Thankfully, though, he didn't move to graze her leg as he had done the others times, just watch her curiously as she passed and followed the other two juniors. He didn't follow.

"So why'd you come?" Sasuke asked, turning to look at them as he took his seat in an armchair, gaze alternating in between the two. Sakura tried not to grimace at the sudden change of his face, the absence of perfection that had been there only twenty-four hours ago. His eyes suddenly landed on her in an intense stare as he added with a cocked eyebrow, "I recall requesting you not."

"We wanted to see if you were okay, dude," Naruto immediately jumped in, seeing the irritated look he gave Sakura. She nodded with an apologetic smile.

"And to say sorry," she said, and when he blinked, she said, "I don't know if another teacher would have noticed anyway, but I told Mr. Hatake that you'd be fighting after school…and because it's my fault the fight started in the first place."

"I told you, Sakura," Naruto groaned with a sigh, "It's not your fault."

"Yes…it is," she said with a bitter laugh, turning her green eyes downward in shame.

"No it's – here," he said, and Sakura heard him shift as he continued, "You'll listen to him. Sasuke, tell her it's not her fault."

She looked up then and their gazes locked for a long moment. In those eyes, Sakura could see everything – the hurt and remorse, regret and guilt, anger and grief, sorrow and sadness, relief and joy. It was there in his eyes, the only gateway to Sasuke's emotions, the key she had found to gain access to his heart. But Sasuke closed them, and she sighed when he shook his head.

"So alike," he murmured, and they watched as he breathed a small chuckle of his own before looking back up at them – at her. "You are so annoying, Sakura Haruno."

Taken aback, Sakura let her surprise show with a small twitch of her head backwards, pulling it in as if offended – and she was. Though she knew she deserved it, she hadn't been expecting him to just come right out and insult her. Despite Naruto's open-mouthed expression, she tried to ignore the blonde and nodded to Sasuke.

"I know," she said with a weak smile, and he stared right back at her without a word.

"What the hell, Sasuke?" Naruto shrieked, and Sakura couldn't help but giggle at the look of confusion and horror on his face. "Why did you say that?"

"I said what I needed to," he explained. "I thought she had the right to know."

"You were supposed to tell her that the fight wasn't her fault," Naruto snapped, and Sasuke turned his now-annoyed gaze – one tinted with anger and irritation – to Sakura again.

"And she was supposed to stay away," he said calmly, and Sakura rolled her eyes, cocking her head to the side as she raised both eyebrows.

"Seriously, Sasuke, did you think I'd stay away forever?" she asked.

"It's been four days," he reminded her.

"So what?" she sighed, and shook her head. "I don't have to stay away you know. At least one Uchiha is happy to see me."

At this, the expression on Sasuke's face turned to one of full-blown anger and hatred, a look saying 'you wouldn't dare' as she returned one that told him that she most certainly would.

"I wanted to talk to him anyway," she said, smirking.

"You did?" Naruto asked, blinking up at her. "I thought that was just a trick to let us in."

"No," Sakura sighed, and glared at him. "The phone call and the note, remember?"

"Oh yeah," Naruto murmured, the dumbest look crossing his face that made Sakura's eyes squint slowly.

"Explain," Sasuke commanded.

"Somebody called and threatened Sakura," Naruto said, ignoring the annoying look Sakura was giving him, "And left her a note saying that whoever it was would hurt her friends, too."

"Who?"

Sakura jumped, eyes wide as the snarl escaped his lips. He had stood almost immediately after Naruto had spoken, and his height seemed even more prominent now as he radiated darkness.

"We don't know," Sakura said, and when he released a long sigh, she winced, biting her lip and adding, "Oh, and he kinda threatened me 'cause he wants me to stay away from Itachi."

She was startled when the room got silent as the angry expression wiped off Sasuke's face, replaced by a blank look that said exactly what came out of Sasuke's mouth next, quietly and without any emotion, "What?"

"And you," she said, and when the corner of his eye twitched, she blinked. "He wanted me to stay away from both of you."

"So you come here?" he yelled, and both of them drew back in surprise at his tone, the pure fiery wrath. Sakura believed this was the first time she had ever seen Sasuke really loose his temper. "Why the fuck would you do such a stupid thing? Did you even think before coming here? My god, Sakura, are you that dumb?"

"Shut up!" Sakura shouted, and she watched his body go limp with a huff, the look on his face clearly telling her that he was waiting for an answer – and a damn good one at that. "I came here for a perfectly good reason. Stop yelling at me and maybe you'd hear it."

"I'm listening," he hissing, voice a quieter tone, but just as lethal and venomous. Yep – Sasuke was pissed.

"I thought since whoever this person was wants me to stay away from you," she explained, "Then maybe Itachi would know who this person was. I thought of asking you, but the person wanted me to stay away from him to begin with, so I decided to ask him first. He didn't say anything about you until I mentioned your name."

"Or," Naruto offered, receiving a wide-eyed stare from Sasuke, though he hadn't moved a muscle, his eyes the only things mobile at the moment, "We thought if she ignored his warnings, we could provoke whoever it was into doing something that would reveal a hint as to who it is. The more contact we come into with this person, whether we see him or not, we'll get closer to finding out who it is."

"Like, so far, we know it's a guy," Sasuke said, raising both eyebrows as he suggested his example.

"Right," Sakura said, nodding and smiling. "So, since you know, I guess all three of us can talk to Itachi, then, hm?"

"I suppose," Sasuke said, straightening and regaining his composure. The look of paranoia in his eyes was out of anger that hadn't worn off yet, embarrassment for overreacting, or suspiciousness.

"Um, Sasuke?" Sakura said as they turned to the archway and followed Sasuke into another room. He acknowledged her with a grunt, as usual. "Was it Itachi who hurt you?"

Sasuke stopped abruptly, and though Sakura couldn't see his face, she would've sworn she heard him stutter before shaking his head.

"No," he said. He hesitated, as if debating on whether to say anything else, before a smile entered his voice. "Itachi's the one who stopped them from doing anything else."

"What else could they have done?" Naruto asked, and though it was a naïve question, Sakura was wondering the same thing herself.

"Much more."

Only Sasuke seemed unfazed by Itachi's presence, merely looking up at his big brother when the taller man stepped into the room. Sakura forced her heartbeat to calm down as she took in his appearance, and then moved to stand by Sasuke, closer to Itachi with a shy smile.

"We need to talk to you," she said, and when the older Uchiha glanced quickly at the other two before tilting his head at her curiously, she gave another uncertain smile. "All three of us. It's…about a phone call I got yesterday…"

This time, all three of them were surprised when Itachi smiled – more of a smirk really, a dangerous smile that screamed not happiness but the exact opposite – and nodded to her. Then he turned halfway and gestured to the doorway with a graceful sweep of his arm.

"I thought so."

Okay, so I've decided to make things more interesting, and I already have in mind what is going to happen. It's still rough around the edges, so if I need to redo this chapter, then please let me know. I'm not sure if this is turning out into the kind of story I had thought when I first starting writing it (Sakura is faced with the choice of dating a bunch of different guys) because it's beginning to revolve mostly around the Uchiha's and Sakura.

I do hope you liked that bit of NaruSaku that I slipped in. I hope it was good enough. Like I said, it's hard for me to write NarXSak, though I have another pairing that will enter in Chapter Sixteen. So far, I think I'm going for maybe twenty-five chapters. Maybe more. Maybe less. Not sure.

I have two requests, though:

If you have any ideas that you would like to see become a fanfiction, please let me know. I seriously have no ideas, and I'm in desperate need of writing a couple oneshots, or short chapter fics - I just finished two, 'Before the Storm' (Fruits Basket - HaruXYuki) and 'Dance with the Devil' (Naruto - ItaXSas). I'd love new ideas, such as the idea of a KibaXSakura pairing, which I'm currently working on - I got the idea from a review. Please let me know, and I'll also do fanfictions for any of these anime/manga/games:

- Naruto

- Ghost Hunt

- Merupuri

- Vampire Knight

- Fruits Basket

- Final Fantasy XII

- Final Fantasy VII

- Final Fantasy X

- Witch Hunter Robin

- Zelda

- Pretear

My second request is more of an idea. I got this idea from reading 'Perception' an excellent ItaXSak story that is probably my favorite on this site. Go ahead and read it, you won't regret it. But if any of you want to, 'fanart' would be warmly accepted. If you draw a scene that I've created in this story, that'd be awesome. I'm not saying you have to, only if you want to... For instance, the 'lake scene' or the alone scene.' Go ahead and be creative. Thank you if you decide you want to.

By the way, I have Chapter Fourteen ready - and I'll be working on the fifteenth soon.