Disclaimer: Harry Potter isn't mine.

With this chapter, I didn't get as far as I wanted. Well, I did but then it was over 8,000 words, which is way too much. So I split it. Draco and Kat will make up in the next chapter, which will be up on Sunday. I still have to fix it up a little. So if this chapter feels incomplete, well, that's because it is. :P

Chapter 25 A Step Towards Recovery

Pansy had the same due date as her, meaning that she just past twenty six weeks. Kat didn't say anything, but she didn't have much hope.

"She wants me there," Draco said quietly when he returned from the front desk. "You don't mind, do you?"

"Of course not," Kat whispered, even though she knew his parents would be here any second. She wondered if Nott minded but figured he might be too scared to notice. Draco hurried off without a word.

"Katherine!" Narcissa hurried over to her, and Kat forced herself to focus on her, not Lucius, who was hovering in the background. "What happened? Is there anything they can do?"

"I don't think so." Kat glanced down the hallway Draco just ran down. Surely he would be born alive. He was only… fourteen weeks early. Things seemed to be going fast and agonizingly slow at the same time. "I think they're going to deliver."

"Like we thought you did nearly two weeks ago?" Lucius hissed. Kat did her best to ignore him. "Katherine! They are my grandchildren!"

Draco would understand if she went home… Kat sighed and rubbed at her eyes. No one was here to stop her from saying, "I don't care."

"Clearly," he snapped. "I didn't know about your upbringing, Katherine. But it makes a lot of sense."

"Lucius!" Narcissa glared at him and then turned to Kat. "We were worried, sweetheart. That's all. And we're sorry."

Kat shrugged and slowly rose from her seat. I don't care, she repeated to herself. "Everything's fine. Draco would tell you if something happened. I'm going for a walk."

She knew Pansy's baby wouldn't be with the healthy babies, but she went to the nursery anyway. There were only about five of them in there, reminding Kat of how small the wizarding world was. She watched them get weighed and examined with a small smile on her face and barely noticed when Remus walked up to her.

"We just got the Prophet stating that you went to the hospital the other week." He chuckled at the memory. "Sirius nearly wet himself. You would think he would know not to believe it anymore."

Kat pursed her lips. At least he wasn't there to witness her little break down. Actually, if he was home, he probably would've been able to tell her that she was getting all worked up over nothing. "It was false labor."

"I thought you merely fainted again." He rolled his eyes. "I should have known not to say that to Sirius. So… Is everything alright? With you and Draco, I mean."

"I guess." Kat bit her lip. The past few days were great. They laughed together and bought a few things for the babies. They even discussed going on a second honeymoon in October. But that was because they were just lazing around at home, not really dealing with their problems. "He wants me to forgive his parents. But I don't want to."

Remus glanced down the hallway, probably to make sure Teddy and Sirius weren't anywhere nearby. "Andromeda didn't like me when I married Tonks. She knew about me and Sirius, but she didn't exactly know about me and Tonks until she told her we were getting married and having a baby. She was worried about Tonks being pregnant in the middle of the War. The night we told her, she got drunk and called me a halfbreed pedophile."

"What?" Kat stared when he merely shrugged. Andromeda was Sirius's favorite cousin! And Tonks wasn't a child when she and Remus started seeing each other.

"She was intoxicated and afraid for her only daughter. She didn't mean it, but knowing that didn't take the sting away…" Remus sighed at the memory. "She apologized after Teddy was born. And I forgave her because it was best for Teddy. People say stupid things."

"At least Andromeda had a reason for it," Kat grumbled. Lucius just thought he was being funny.

Remus grimaced. "I didn't think so in the moment."

"So what's his excuse?" Kat muttered as Teddy found them and started running down the long hallway. Behind him, she saw Sirius waddling with a huge stuffed rabbit that was at least partially obstructing his vision. It was blue, so she assumed Teddy made him get it for Pansy's baby.

"Teddy Bear!" Kat immediately brightened, causing Remus to laugh quietly behind her, and bent over to pick him up. "What's the matter?" she asked when he took a step back. "Vicky didn't give me her cooties."

Cautiously, Teddy glanced at Remus, who was suddenly very interested in the ceiling. "Daddy says your tummy's too big for you to picks me up, and that you hurt your back."

"Did he now?" Kat shot a dirty look at Remus, who kept his eyes on the ceiling, but was trying not to smile. "Well I don't believe him. Come here. I'll show you the babies in the window."

Teddy shook his head and stood on his tippy toes. "I see 'em."

Kat narrowed her eyes and tried not to wince as she straightened up. She wasn't giving up that easily. She always held Teddy. The boy was a sucker for guilt, so she did her best to sound sad. "So I can't pick you up until December when the babies come?"

Teddy shook his head and put his chin on the windowsill, keeping his eyes on the newborns. "Daddy said no. Where Pansy's baby?"

So he mastered the art of changing the subject while they were gone, Kat thought dryly as Sirius put the rabbit on the floor. "I'm not sure."

Remus smirked at Sirius, who was out of breath from carrying the rabbit. He didn't bother to remind Sirius that he could've used a feather weight charm. "I think you should go ask Narcissa to help you make a card for Pansy and Theo. Your dad's terrible at drawing, I'm afraid." Sirius growled at him. "I'll take you."

Kat almost asked him not to go but didn't want Teddy to know that she didn't want to hear whatever Sirius had to say. If she had to hear one more time that there was nothing wrong with being a single mum… She was annoyed just thinking about it! Yeah, there was nothing wrong with it, but that didn't mean she wanted to get a divorce!

"Remus wants me to play nice with Malfoy," Sirius said bitterly once they were out of earshot. "He stayed over while we were gone, didn't he?"

"Yes." Kat clenched her jaw, trying to keep herself from saying anything, but when Sirius shook his head and rolled his eyes, she couldn't take it anymore. "You've said dumb stuff too Padfoot! And so have I! Doesn't being sorry for it count for anything?"

"Not unless you mean it," Sirius muttered. Kat wanted to yell about him trying to let Remus loose on Snape during the full moon when they were kids or about how Remus once told him that before he died, her dad felt bad about picking on Snape but thought that it was too late to apologize. But Sirius surprised her by saying, "And I know he wants to, but what if he can't help it? I don't want him to stuff you in a little box, Kitty Kat. I'm sorry, but you don't have the best taste in men."

Kat's eyes widened, causing her godfather to flinch. He didn't know how true his words were either. He didn't know about Piers or anyone else besides Lou. But Draco was different. She didn't doubt that, even though Sirius was saying she should. "I…"

"It's my fault." Sirius shrugged like admitting it was no big deal. "When you were a kid, the only real time we spent together was when I was a miserable drunk. Remus and I tended to be blinded by our own problems. And it took more than thirty five years for us to grow up. Meanwhile… I'm worried about you, Kat. I want you to have a healthy marriage."

Kat rubbed at her eyes as if she could scrub away the wounded look. She wasn't exactly a little cherub in her relationships. "I will, Padfoot. Just give it a chance."

Sirius sighed like the choice was his and that it was a really tough one. "If he sleeps over, I'm putting something in his food."

Well… That was something, she supposed. Unless he was referring to deadly poison… She'd have to tell Draco to watch out once Teddy started school Monday. Hopefully Sirius would be on his somewhat best behavior when Teddy was around.

"He was turning blue," Pansy said numbly as she helplessly lay in her hospital bed. She stared straight ahead as if she could see through the door, where Theo was talking to the healers. "Before they hooked him up to the machine. He can't breathe."

"He can now." Draco knew that did nothing to reassure her. Sure, he was breathing, but not on his own. That could take months. If he made it, that is.

"I didn't even feel anything," Pansy went on. Draco wondered if she had heard him. "I just stepped out of the tub, and there was this gush…"

"It's over now," he whispered, not sure what else there was to say. It was far from over, actually, but at least now Herb was being treated by healers.

"He's not much bigger than the healers' hands." Pansy swallowed but ignored Draco when he offered her a glass of water. A few tears slipped down her cheeks. "He's going to die, isn't he?"

"No," Draco said with more confidence than he felt. He squeezed Pansy's hand, but it remained limp on the mint colored hospital blanket. "H-he just needs time, Pans."

Draco felt like the biggest liar in the world when Theo rushed in and yelled that Herb's lungs collapsed.

"I'm never complaining about stretch marks again," Kat mumbled as she picked at the sandwich she was eating in the hospital cafeteria. It was nearly nine o'clock at night, and everyone had been brave enough to see the baby but her.

"I'm never calling you a pregnant blast ended shrewt again." Draco had yet to touch his food, and she doubted he was going to. Little Herb (she still couldn't believe they were going with that name) was too weak to even cry or swallow. "The healers say he has an eighty percent chance, but he might have problems later on."

"That's… good." Eighty percent is a lot better than Kat thought, but if it was her, she wouldn't think it was "good." She put a piece of crust in her mouth, but it tasted like dirt. "What was it like? Being there?"

Although she knew it wasn't possible, Draco seemed to age right in front of her. "His heart rate started to fall, so they had to cut him out. That silence… I was waiting for a cry, but when it didn't come… It was one of the most horrible things I ever experienced. I thought he was dead."

Kat waited for Draco to say that the baby was going to be fine, but he only looked away and started fiddling with the straw in her water cup. "I'm sorry. That I didn't tell you I was in the hospital that day. Or where I was when I ran off. I should have at least sent a Patronus."

"S'fine," he muttered but still wouldn't look at her. "I wanted to… Mother mentioned marriage counseling. And I think we should do it."

No! Kat had to bite her tongue to keep from yelling that. "But—I forgive you." He only raised an eyebrow at her words. "Mostly… Well, I want to. That counts for something, right?"

"Yes." He gave her a small smile, but Kat thought it was an evil one. "It counts for a once a week session with a mind healer."

"Once a week?" Kat repeated. "But-but we're fine now!"

"We're starting a family, Katherine." Again there was that tiny, heartless smile. "Don't you think we should solve our problems before they get here?"

"No," Kat said stubbornly. "I'd rather lay in bed all day while you bring me food."

"We can do that." His grin only widened. Not a good sign. "After our session."

Kat felt a little guilty getting caught up in her own problems while Pansy's baby was sick, but she couldn't help it. Thinking about him scared her. She knew she was being self-centered but still avoided seeing him at all costs. Her pregnancy was more high risk than Pansy's. She could easily be in the other woman's position.

But when Draco told her that he might not make it through the night, she had to do something. Little Herb (she tried not to think of the name) needed a bit luck, and she was in a position to get him some.

"What are you doing?" Pansy hissed in the hallway outside Herb's hospital room. "Don't you dare stop me from seeing me son!"

Draco shushed her and cast a charm on the door to Herb's room so it acted like a one way mirror. "She's been up to something all night."

"Who the fuck cares?!" Pansy yell whispered. "My son is dying, and you want to waste my time with him stalking Potter?!"

Draco was quiet for a minute. Theo was too scared to be near the baby while Pansy only left his room to use the toilet. After not seeing Katherine for hours, he wanted to know why she slipped into the room as soon as Pansy left it. "Whatever she's doing, she doesn't want you to know. What if she's helping him?"

Pansy opened her mouth to protest, but once Katherine started speaking, she shut up because of the slight possibility. He knew Katherine had a minute, maybe two, before Pansy decided to hex him unconscious.

"Your parents gave you a name that will probably lead to you getting beat up by my kids." Draco heard a bit of laughter in her voice and felt Pansy swell with suppressed rage beside him. "But I guess you'll be somewhat even with my son… I just doomed him with the middle name Horace."

"Slughorn," Pansy whispered, still rightly suspicious. If Severus couldn't do anything, he doubted Slughorn could.

"Your godfather said that if you were lucky, the potions would develop your lungs and help keep them from collapsing again, so…" Katherine reached into her pocket and took out a small vial. "I got you the good stuff. And it only cost me a middle name, season tickets to the Holyhead Harpies games, and for some reason, he wanted me to sign one of my old wanted posters from the War. Anyway, since you're less than two pounds, you'll only need a drop to make it through the night to give the potions a chance to fix you up."

"Felix Felicis! That's not going to fucking work!" Pansy whispered again, but she stayed put. Draco wondered if the person had to be aware of taking the potion for it to do its magic. Herb's lungs collapsed twice so far, and the healers said that if they collapsed again, they might not be able to reflate them. They weren't sure when or if it was going to happen again, since he had a breathing tube and said that if he was lucky, it wouldn't. The potion they gave him needed twelve hours before it prevented further collapse and developed his lungs.

Draco held his breath as Katherine put a drop of Liquid Luck in the bag that was connected to Herb's feeding tube. "Don't tell your mum. I hate the bint and don't want to suffer through a conversation with her."

"That little—" Pansy gasped as Draco grabbed her and dragged her around the corner. They peeked around it to watch Katherine leave. "She's your wife! What's the big deal if you know that she potentially poisoned my son?"

"I don't know," Draco said as they started heading for Herb's room. "I don't think she wanted anyone to know. Gryffindors are weird like that."

Once they were inside, Pansy ran a finger over her son's tiny cheek. "He has a bit more color to him. If anything, he'll be giddy while he…"

Draco knew she didn't want to say "dies" again because the possibility was even more definite than before. Herb looked like a skeleton covered with thin skin, but he could have sworn the baby's veins were a little less visible. That made no sense though. Felix Felicis didn't heal people, but he knew better than to say so out loud. "He's going to make it, Pansy."

With a soft snort, Pansy shook her head. "Theo won't come in because he overheard the healers talking. They were debating whether he was suffering, and if they should advise us to take away his tubes and let him go peacefully. If he makes it, I'll literally kiss Potter's arse."

"Well that explains why she didn't want you to know." But Draco could tell that Pansy wasn't listening, especially since Herb managed to wrap his hand around the tip of her finger. When the sun came up, the surprised healers told Pansy and Theo that the potions worked exceptionally well and that Herb might actually be able to go home by October. They said that he was lucky. The potion wasn't used often because it only had a one percent success rate, and they only gave to babies as a last ditch effort when the better potions didn't work.

The next day, Draco found Katherine lying in bed and (to his disgust) eating a raw potato like it was an apple. It had been two days, and she had yet to say anything. "So Herb's being taken off the breathing machine. He only has a small breathing tube in his nose to make sure he's getting enough oxygen, along with the feeding tube."

Katherine tsked in disapproval and flipped the page of her Quidditch magazine. "Stupid name."

Not only was she not saying anything about saving him, she was also suddenly acting like she didn't care. "Do you want to go see him?"

He shuddered when she took a bite of the potato. "Will Pansy and Nott be there?"

"You know what?" Draco frowned and pretended to think about it. "I think they might be."

Katherine wrinkled her nose at the thought. "Maybe I'll go when they're sleeping."

He was married to a lunatic. "You were worried about him the other day. Now, it's almost like you know he's going to be fine."

"Yeah. Because you said he was." Katherine tossed the magazine aside and started to get out of bed. "I need ketchup."

But he had known this lunatic for more than half of his life. He was hoping it wasn't the case, but he knew what would stop her from acting so oddly. "And yes. It was me and Pansy watching you the other day. She says she's perfectly fine with still thinking you're a, and I quote, bitch."

Katherine straightened up and turned away from the door to face him. He thought she was going to be insulted by his words, but they seemed to cheer her up instead. "Well why didn't you say so? I was afraid she would hug me or something."

Yeah! People tend to be grateful when you save their children's lives! Draco yelled in his head. Instead of saying so out loud, he forced himself to smile and say, "You don't have to worry about that. Theo won't touch you either. He said he doesn't want to catch that Muggle disease called cancer."

"Then let's go!" Katherine tossed the half eaten potato in the rubbish bin and clapped her hands together. "I want to hold that baby!"

Draco glared at her as she started waddling towards the stairs. So she was that emotionally stunted that she couldn't accept a thank you from someone she didn't like. He didn't realize until now how lucky he was to get that first date from her.

"He's so tiny!" Kat cooed after Pansy made her scrub herself raw. Thankfully Nott was stupid enough to think one could wash away cancer. Apparently he was in the hospital library when he was scared Herb was going to die and had nothing to do but read about diseases. "Can Teddy hold him?"

"No," Pansy snapped. "He's dirtier than you!"

Kat pretended to ignore her and tried not to sigh with relief. She didn't think she could handle a gushing, eternally grateful Pansy Parkinson. "Actually, Teddy rolls around in mud much less than I do. Have you thought of a better name yet?"

"What's wrong with his name?" Nott barked. "It was my grandfather's!"

"An old man's name," Kat pressed. "Look. I know he's wrinkly, Nott, but—"

"Get out!" he spat. "I don't want you breathing Muggle germs on my son any longer!"

"Sheesh." Kat handed Pansy the baby and slowly got out of her seat. "You think you'd be kinder to the one who saved his life."

"You're a monster," Draco muttered as Nott's started eye twitching, and Pansy chewed on her lip nervously. "You do know that using Felix Felicis on infants is illegal, right?"

"Yup." Kat kissed his cheek and started heading out. She knew Draco thought she was being weird, but after having people slobber all over the Girl-Who-Lived and the Chosen One, she didn't like people looking at her as some kind of savior. She wanted Nott and Pansy to treat her like they normally did. "Let's take Teddy out for ice cream."

Kat was not looking forward to marriage counseling. If she wasn't pregnant, she would eat one of George's Puking Pasties to get out of it. Sure, there was a brief, brief, less than a day period where she secretly wanted a divorce, but that didn't mean they needed a mind healer!

"So." She looked like Professor Trelawney except with black hair and eyes that were slightly less crazy. "Draco told me about the issues we will be trying to work out during our sessions."

He spoke to her before? "That's not fair," Kat blurted out childishly. She glanced at the healer's gold name plate on her desk and saw that her last name was Crown. "I mean…"

Healer Crown leaned back in her seat and scribbled something on her notepad. "I don't pick sides, Katherine. I think we should start with some trust exercises."

"Sounds like a load," Kat muttered and not quietly either. Draco flushed with embarrassment. Well he knew she didn't want to go!

The healer cleared her throat. "First, I think that you, Katherine, may be more willing to have a relationship with your in-laws if you trusted Draco to defend you when they upset you." Kat thinned her lips to keep from interrupting her. She was so picking sides! "And Draco, I think that you would be more comfortable with Katherine driving if you knew more about it. So I think she should teach you how to drive."

Never mind then. Kat grinned evilly when Draco paled. He immediately started babbling and trying to get out of it. "But-but you don't understand! Those-those machines—"

"I've had my license for three years," the healer told him calmly. Draco's skin was starting to resemble sour milk. "And I think if you learn how to drive, you might realize that it isn't as dangerous as you think it is. You'll have to trust Katherine to make sure the experience is a safe one."

"She doesn't know how to drive safe," Draco growled. Kat never thought she'd say it, but she was beginning to like marriage counseling. She had to stop herself from laughing.

"That's what the problem is." Kat did her best to look sad and not snort at Draco's I want to strangle you look. "He doesn't trust me."

Unfortunately, Healer Crown was smarter than Kat gave her credit for. "But dinner with Draco's parents will come first. Katherine, if they say something that bothers you, you can't say anything. Draco will."

What?! Kat's face immediately fell. "How is he supposed to know if I don't say anything?"

Draco smirked. "Don't you trust me to know when to defend you, Katherine?"

That's it. She hated marriage counseling again. Kat huffed and folded her arms over her chest. "Fine. We've got our homework. Session's over."

"Weekend homework." Crown chuckled when Kat glared at her. "Before next Friday's session, I want each of you to do something special for each other."

What were they? Fifty and tired of each other? Kat heaved herself off couch. "Alrighty. I'm marinating his spawn. Sound's special enough. See you next week."

"Katherine!" Draco hissed later that night while they were with Edward at the toy store. "We should still be there! We had an hour session! You stayed less than ten minutes!"

"I stayed that long?" She picked up a Muggle… Draco forgot what it was called but knew it was a disk that put a movie on the television and waved it at Edward. "We should get this."

Edward turned away from the action figures and shook his head. "I don't like Digimon."

"What's wrong with you, boy?"

Draco wanted to bang his head against the wall as Katherine started halfheartedly arguing with Edward. He wanted to talk about Pansy, and why Katherine was so against getting a "thank you" from her. He also wanted to talk about her insecurities about motherhood, along with his own about fatherhood. There were a lot of things he wanted to talk about, actually. At this rate, their marriage would be stable by the time the twins started Hogwarts.

"I guess Pokémon's better," Katherine said as she was trying to figure out how to work the little toy Edward lent her while he went to a friend's house. "I guess."

Draco took a deep breath and massaged his temples before speaking. They were in her room but getting ready for dinner with his parents. Well, he was getting ready. The most Katherine had done so far was put a bra on. "Remember. Don't say anything."

"We're really doing along with that?" She groaned when he glared at her. "Fine. Can I pinch you to let you know then?"

"No." Draco sighed. She was lying on her bed in her pajamas and holding the Game Boy, he thought it was called, in front of her face. "It bothers you when Mother tries to tell you… us what to do. And you hate it when Father mumbles something under his breath."

"I hate it when he breathes in general." He stupidly waited for her to say she was joking, but she only put down the toy and covered her face with a pillow. "Do I have to be there for you to defend me?"

"I think that's the point, actually." Draco tried to gently remove the pillow but had to yank it when she refused to let go. "C'mon. It's only one meal."

"I'm eating for three. That's a long time." Katherine pushed out her bottom lip to try to look cute. It wasn't working. "I trust you enough to defend me without me having to witness it."

Draco leaned over and kissed her, but she still wouldn't budge. With a roll of his eyes, he forced himself to say, "If you don't go, you can't teach me how to drive tomorrow."

She sat up so fast that her forehead slammed into his.

"Draco?" Mother asked as soon as they sat down for dinner. Katherine immediately started shoveling food into her mouth. Well, at least she had a plan to make sure she didn't say anything. "What happened to your forehead? It's turning pink."

"It doesn't matter." Draco forced himself to keep a straight face when Father entered the dining room and stopped in his tracks to stare at Katherine's mash potato filled cheeks. "Er… How was your day?"

He should've had known Mother was going to give him a run for his money the second the meal started. She sat down, put a napkin in her lap, and smiled. "Wonderful! I'm almost finished the nursey."

Katherine immediately started choking, and Draco closed his eyes before thumping her on the back so he wouldn't see her hack up half a plate's worth of mash potatoes. Father sneered, but Mother, as expected, seemed surprised by her daughter-in-law's reaction.

"Uh…" Draco cleared his throat. Mother poured Katherine a glass of water, and because she couldn't say anything, she snatched it out of her hand, only to send it flying in her own face. He tried to ignore her surprised gasp and Father's quiet laughter. "Mother… That is something that we should be doing."

Mother blinked in surprise and sent a quick glance to the half drowned Katherine. "Yes. I know. But I figured the two of you don't need any more stress right now. Wouldn't it be nice to come home from the hospital and have everything in place?"

"Well…" Draco started cutting up his steak so he wouldn't have to see Katherine drying her face and slowly smearing mascara down her cheeks. He didn't know whether to laugh or cringe. "I-I'm not sure if…"

"What was that, Dragon?" Mother leaned forward after his meek mumbles became too quiet for her to hear.

Katherine opened her mouth, so Draco knew he had to act quickly to appease her. "We're getting our own house."

As expected, her eyes popped out of her head at his outburst, but she didn't immediately sour at the idea either. Instead, she only handed a house elf her disgusting plate and started making herself a new one. At least someone was open to the idea…

Father snorted and muttered, "Getting a house right before having twins? You might as well sign the divorce papers now."

Mother cast him a dark look. "Lucius!" As quickly as she could, she plastered a fake smile on her face before address them, well him. "Draco, I don't think you know how stressful starting a family is. There's so much to do, and you don't even have a house picked out yet, to my knowledge."

"Father, Mother…" This was a lot harder than he thought it would be. Draco had no idea how involved his parents were when it came to decision making until he had to force himself to pay attention to it. "I think it would be best for us to live independently and…"

"And December will be here before you know it," Mother pressed. "Remember the healer said that twins usually come early."

"Well we could always rent until we find what we want," Katherine said happily. She was actually smiling as she started eating her broccoli, and he knew for a fact that she hated it. "I have my furniture from my flat in storage, so we have that until we pick out new stuff."

Mother must've realized they were serious because she had a look on her face that reminded Draco of when she heard that one of the house elves died. "But-but you have to baby proof! And you can't live in a Muggle area! Children can start showing signs of magic as early as two! And… And do you really want to be alone with two babies when Draco goes back to work?"

Shit… All the happiness immediately drained from Katherine's face. Father must of sensed a fight and subconsciously leaned away from the table. He had a feeling Mother was panicking over the loss of control, but she said the worst possible thing! She knew Katherine was insecure about her future parenting skills.

"Black will be more than happy to come over while Edward's at school. But I have complete faith in my wife, Mother." Draco swallowed at the lump in his throat when Katherine looked down at her lap and started fiddling with her hands. "I think we should go."

Thanks for the reviews saku hyuuga and gr8rockstarrox!

saku hyuuga: I hate sad endings, so you're in luck!

I've posted some one-shots, which will be side stories to this universe, so check them out if you want. It's called Katherine the Great.