Hey Guys! Sorry I didn't update yesterday, I was over at my friends' house cosplaying all yesterday and today and just now got home (our Youtube name is hetaliasistercosplay if you care), so I am updating now instead! Sorry it's so short... I have no excuse.

Also, thank you Roxi2Star; I really appreciate your constructive criticism, and I will do my best to use it to make any future writing better! Unfortunately, I have completed writing this story (I actually finished it all before starting to post it) so although I won't be able to change too much in this story, I can definitely use your advice in the future.

Speaking of which, I would love to hear some constructive criticism from anybody who had anything to say. I love all reviews, even when (and sometimes especially when) they point out something I could do better. So anyways, read on and then review!

Dear Diary, Dear Journal, Dear

Fine, Dear Diary (happy now!?),

Hey, so it's been awhile since I've written in here, I'm not really into the whole "confess your feelings to an idiotic piece of paper" thing, but Feli's been bugging me to write.

So… what's been going on in my life… well it's about one month until Feli's and my birthday, so that fucking sucks. We got to Vladimir about a week and a half after we left shore; I guess I might as well write about that.

So, it took us about a week to get to him. It was a pretty normal week, but it was really annoying (though that was probably one of the things that was normal about it). Ludwig and Feli were getting along better every freaking day, and I had to leave Feli alone a few times when he was in charge because I couldn't stand how happy the two of them were together.

It was also irritating because my stupid brother kept telling Toni all of my feelings and all that shit (he still does), so Toni wouldn't stop bugging me and trying to be all stupidly romantic. It's like he doesn't realize it's just as hard, if not harder, for me as it is for him. Does he think I like making the two of us miserable as hell?

But anyways, relationships (and non-relationships) aside, the journey was pretty peacefull. Once we docked though, it was hell.

Vladimir's house was pretty far inland, so we had to travel on foot for a while (not fun when you have a newly healed stab wound that still hurts when you move too much). His house was in the middle of nowhere, and the only way to get to it was to hike through this jungle… woods… thing. If that weren't bad enough, the guy had the whole place set up with magical booby traps; actually they were less of traps and more like practical jokes. We somehow managed to mostly avoid them all, but at one point I had run into one that freaking switched my hands and my feet for nearly a full day. Not only that, but I was the only one who had been affected by that one (Toni was laughing his ass of about it the entire time, the bastard). Even worse, that wasn't even the nastiest of them (although, I admit there were a few I liked, like the one that tuned all the beer Ludwig tried to drink back into barley, water, and yeast, or the one that made Toni unable to speak for an entire day). Finally, after a very long trip, we made it to Vladimir's house. We had been expecting a hard time when we got there, but he was already expecting us, having used his magic to watch us and find out our intentions (making me assume all the traps were simply for his viewing pleasure), and left to follow us back to the ship pretty much as soon as we showed up.

The way back was thankfully peaceful (I guess the Magic Bastard didn't want to get hit with any of his own pranks) and as soon as we got back to the boat, we started the search (the one we are still on). Before going on, I guess I should describe Vladimir.

He has shaggy light brown hair (Finally, someone else who isn't blond, I was starting to think we were all going extinct or something), and red eyes (making him and the Albino Bastard become best friends basically on sight). He also looked like he had fangs, and I'm still not sure he's completely 'human' (he always covers every inch of his body in clothes whenever he's outside, coincidence?!). He acts all happy all the time (even though he dresses in all black), but starts saying really disturbing things if you talk to him for too long. His magic seems to mostly focus on other people's magic, allowing him to understand and track it.

He, like Lukas, has no clue where Arthur was, but he used the curse on Feli and me to track the magic, although so far all the leads he followed have been wild goose chases.

He brought us to a lot of places that had leftover traces of Arthurs magic, but he was always far gone from the site (Vladimir could only tell how old magic was if he was near enough to it).

Another thing about Vladimir is that he can tell everything about a spell or curse just by being around it, meaning he knows all about our freaking deadline. He agreed to not tell anyone, but he's constantly bugging Feli and me to tell people ourselves.

So yeah, that's pretty much been everything that's been going on since we left shore. Toni's still bugging me about our feelings for each other, and it's been getting harder to find new ways to push him away. It's starting to seem like the only way to get him to drop it is to tell him the whole story. I'm thinking about it; Feli really wants to tell Ludwig, and if he goes through with that, I'll have to tell Toni (whether I want to or not).

I don't know, maybe it'll be nice not having secrets anymore… I'll think about it.

The past couple days have sucked, although Feli and I have managed to not show it. We've started feeling sick all the time, and as the days pass it's been getting worse. I'm not sure how we know, but we can tell it's because of the curse, and that we will get more and more ill until our birthday. So far, we just have a constant headache, sore muscles, and an upset stomach (I don't even want to imagine what it will be like in the days to come).

As of now, we are still up and around, and able to convince everyone we're fine, but I'm not sure how much longer that'll last.

…I'm really conflicted right now. Part of me really wants to spend the rest of my time until my birthday with Antonio, being happy while I can be, but at the same time, I love him too much to hurt him like that. It's tough though, because no matter what I do, I'll freaking hurt him. I just have to hope that I'm doing the thing that save him from the most pain.

I don't know, I guess I'll just figure things out as I go along.

I'm going to stop writing now. My head hurts too much to fully form thoughts, and my hand feels like it's on fire… so yeah.

Peace out bitches.