Epilogue: Homecoming
Easily ten minutes had gone by and Yūgao was still standing in front of Sakura's hospital room.
The former Anbu agent's feet seemingly locked in place as a whirlwind of emotions tormented her mind.
Relief was the dominant emotion. Sakura was alive and finally awake. Yūgao's guilt at having failed to protect the rosette lessened dramatically, though the older woman still kept an even closer eye on the recovering patient.
Anxiousness was the next noticeable emotion. Yūgao, or anyone for that matter, hadn't had a chance to speak to Sakura alone since the young Uchiha was always hovering nearby.
Now that the rosette regained consciousness, Sasuke's mother had managed to convince him to go outside for a break, and also to give the healing woman some time to herself.
Yūgao was grateful for the moment, for she intended on having a private conversation with the younger kunoichi.
Hesitation was what kept the purple-haired woman standing outside of the hospital room instead of going directly inside. She fumbled with the tiny article in her hands, having grown warm after the many minutes of rubbing.
With a long, but quiet exhale, Yūgao knocked on the door and waited patiently for permission to enter.
Once given, the purple-haired woman quietly opened and closed the door, and her feet locked in place once more.
Even from her position, Yūgao could see the slight perspiration accumulated on Sakura's awfully pale skin. The older kunoichi was stunned to see how much effort it seemingly took the rosette to do something as simple as sitting up properly.
Despite her discomfort and physical weakness, Sakura's eyes were sharp and completely focused on the room's other occupant.
A small smile that didn't reach her eyes formed on her face. "You can come closer, Yūgao-san. I'm not going to bite."
Said person slightly shook her head, and walked over to the bed, before taking a seat.
Both women stared at each other for a moment as if trying to uncover the real thoughts that were flowing inside.
"How are you feeling?" Yūgao finally asked.
Sakura shrugged slightly. "I'm not in pain." She offered.
The purple-haired woman raised an eyebrow. "But?"
The younger kunoichi gaze moved down. "I'm not the same."
Silence once again took a near chocking hold of the atmosphere, leaving Yūgao uncomfortable.
She sighed. "I suppose none of us are the same."
Sakura's head snapped back up, nearly startling the older woman. The rosette's eyes burned with something unrecognizable to Yūgao.
"You and the others may have suffered, but you haven't changed. No one, not even Itachi-san, will ever understand what I've gone through. What I've become." Her voice broke off at the end, and she looked away.
The former Anbu agent was speechless. What she has become? She repeated in confusion.
Finally, Sakura had enough and let out a tired sigh. "I take it that you've come here for a reason?"
Unused to the rosette's strange behavior, Yūgao straightened her back and mentally prepared herself as if she were about to give a mission briefing.
She took a deep breath. "I apologize in advance for not telling you sooner, Sakura-san, but the Akuma threat was at the front-most of everyone's mind."
The rosette frowned in confusion, but remained mute to allow the older kunoichi to continue.
"As you know, after Tsunade-sama's death I volunteered to accompany Jiraiya-sama's team to raid the Akuma hives and put an end to their threat. Unfortunately, we also had to put to rest several more victims who had been cocooned." Yūgao stared bravely into Sakura's unwavering gaze, and swallowed a large lump. "Your biological father was one of them."
The rosette's eyes widened, and several emotions flashed through them before they settled on horror.
Yūgao hurriedly continued. "I first met your father on the night of the Black Death. I, along with Tsunade-sama and a group of kunoichi rescued him from an Akuma hive before he could be impregnated. He led us to the bunker where he hid you and your mother. Unfortunately, your mother was killed by an Akuma while she tried to protect you. That's how we found you."
Sakura's lips trembled, and she bit down on the lower one.
"Tsunade-sama took you in her arms, and ordered your father to leave along with the rest of the men. Your father initially refused and tried to take you, but Tsunade-sama managed to convince him to leave for his own safety." A dark look passed over the purple-haired woman's face. "I now understand how come he was able to easily leave. After that, I never saw him again. Evidently, wherever he went, he didn't join Minato-sama's forces."
Several minutes went by after Yūgao concluded her tale. Part of her regretted catching Sakura off guard, especially when she was recovering from a traumatic event, but the rosette deserved to know the fates of her birth parents.
Sakura spoke quietly, but didn't meet the older woman's eyes. "Why are you bothering to tell me this? Both of them are dead."
Yūgao sighed, and suddenly appeared to have aged a decade. "Because you deserve to know about their fates. I never agreed with Tsunade-sama in keeping it a secret from you, but obviously she discreetly controlled my mind in going along with her decision." The woman glanced down at her hands, and held out the article. "This was your father's. I imagine he would have wanted you to keep it."
The rosette blankly stared at the offering for a moment, before she gingerly took it and clutched it close to her chest.
Another prolonged silence took effect, and it was Yūgao's training that had her stay put in her seat, despite how uncomfortable she felt.
Sensing that she outstayed her welcome, Yūgao stood up, and bowed low to the recovering woman. "I'm so happy that you're alive, Sakura-san." She said emotionally.
She straightened her back, and offered the rosette a genuine, relieved smile.
For the life of her, Sakura couldn't reciprocate the gesture.
Yūgao's smile took on a sad tone, and she swiftly left the room.
Alone again, Sakura inspected the offering.
The necklace was a cherry blossom with four pastel pink petals, and one of a darker color. When the necklace was in good shape, the remaining petal must have been a vibrant shade of red, but due to the lack of care it looked like it was covered in soot.
A wry smile wrinkled the rosette's tired face. The blackened petal, she remarked inwardly.
With that, she put on the necklace, and leaned back on the bed.
Surprisingly, the necklace was a comforting weight close to her heart, and the rosette slept restfully for the first time in what felt like an eternity.
Several days after Sakura had woken up, her friends decided to host a small celebration in the hospital's cafeteria.
Kabuto and Shizune determined that the kunoichi was fit to be released from the hospital, to the relief of Sakura and her friends.
Just like for the festival, the girls helped Sakura appear more presentable.
Ino had the responsibility of shaping what remained of Sakura's hair to a chic, but awfully short bob-cut that came up to the top of her chin. Her signature red ribbon was added.
Hinata applied light make-up to give some color to Sakura's near zombie-like complexion, while Tenten had her dress up in a casual long-sleeved green sweater and a pair of beige capris.
What became a seemingly permanent part of her anatomy, Sakura had her special necklace on.
The cafeteria was filled with the aroma of delicious smelling foods, and the guests eagerly had their fill.
Sakura, lacking an appetite but not wanting to worry her friends, nibbled on an onigiri and sipped a cup of hot chamomile tea.
Naruto had taken it upon himself to entertain the unusually quiet rosette, and soon after, other people joined in on his effort.
Sakura spared a brief smile when Kai's demonstration of the fireball jutsu nearly burnt off Naruto's hair, though she was content enough to just quietly observe her friends' interactions.
Sasuke ran a hand gently through her hair, inwardly mourning the loss of the rosette's once luscious locks.
The celebration went on for the duration of the afternoon, and Sakura felt all the more drained.
Yūgao watched the rosette like a hawk from her place at the other end of the table.
The older woman frowned when she noticed the kunoichi stare off into space for several minutes, and only regained her focus when someone addressed her personally.
Sakura smiled at her friends, yet Yūgao knew that her smiles were fake.
Sakura-san, what happened to you? She mused. What aren't you telling me?
The rosette leaned to whisper in Sasuke's ear. He frowned worriedly, and excused themselves from the celebration.
"Don't stop celebrating because of me. Keep on having fun," she said with another fake smile, before allowing Sasuke to guide her out.
The couple walked slowly back towards the rosette's apartment since it was closest.
Miraculously, that sector of the village wasn't destroyed, though it became overcrowded with the homeless calling the park their temporary-home until the village could be rebuilt, or Minato and his advisors made another decision.
Sasuke opened the front door for the rosette, who made her way to her bedroom to lie down on her bed.
The Uchiha followed her, and sat beside her.
Neither of them spoke for some time. Sasuke couldn't see Sakura's expression since she covered her eyes with her arms.
The Uchiha almost thought that the woman had fallen asleep, but then she spoke.
"Sasuke," she called. "What do you consider as a 'monster'?"
The man's eyes slightly widened in surprise. "Do you want the dictionary's definition or my own?"
"Both."
The Uchiha took a breath. "A monster is 'any animal or human grotesquely deviating from the normal shape, behavior or character[1]'." He frowned when he saw the rosette tense. "To me, a 'monster' is an inhumanly cruel or wicked person[2] who enjoys tormenting other people for the sake of seeing them suffer."
Sakura shyly uncovered her eyes to stare at the man.
"Do you think that you're a monster?"
The rosette didn't answer.
Instead, she got out of the bed and walked past Sasuke.
He stared at the woman as she undressed slowly.
Sakura stood in front of the mirror attached to her closet door and stared at herself with detachment.
The glaringly obvious scar was still irritated, though it had lessened as Sakura's healing chakra soothed the area daily.
Still, Sakura felt ugly and tainted.
She barely paid attention to the young Uchiha quietly step up behind her, and wrap his strong arms around her slender waist.
He pressed light kisses along the rosette's exposed neck, prompting the woman to lean back against him.
Encouraged by her response, Sasuke unclipped her bra, and gently cupped her full breasts.
Sakura moaned quietly, and rubbed her firm bottom against the man's groin.
He groaned lowly as an erection began to form.
Sasuke slowly tugged down the rosette's underwear. The woman helped by stepping out of them.
Locking eyes with her in the mirror, the Uchiha gently caressed the woman's sacred place, and reveled in the way her face morphed into that of pleasure.
His own desire increased at the pants and moans of the writhing woman in front of him.
"Tell me what you feel," he whispered against her ear.
Sakura sighed in pleasure, yet her words sent a pang through the Uchiha's heart.
"I feel… empty." She twisted her head to look at him from the corner of her eye. "Yet when I'm with you, it feels like liquid fire is burning through my veins. Your touch ignites an intense desire within me."
The woman turned around in his embrace, and locked eyes with him.
Her emerald orbs were darkened with lust. "Help me feel alive tonight."
She pulled the Uchiha's head down to her level, and smacked her lips against his.
Sasuke was powerless to her allure, and soon found himself shirtless, and straddled by the naked rosette.
The woman assaulted him with hard kisses and nips hard enough to draw a thin sheet of blood, which Sakura quickly licked.
Uncertain of what to make of Sakura's change in her sexual appetite, yet unable to deny how it excited him, the Uchiha called out her name once the woman took his member into her mouth.
She sucked continuously and used her hand to pump the base of his member.
Sasuke's hands buried themselves in Sakura's hair, yet he didn't add pressure.
Looking up, the rosette set her sights up Sasuke's activated Sharingan. The tomoe spiraled out of control as he imprinted in his memory the sensual view of her pleasuring him.
Sakura sucked hard, causing the Uchiha to moan her name as he exploded inside of her mouth.
She swallowed down to the last drop, and curled beside him.
Both of them panted hard, and sweat glistened on their skin.
Once he came down from his high, Sasuke pushed the woman back, and leaned over her.
His intense gaze peered right into her soul. "Do you think that you're a monster?" He repeated.
Sakura blinked unsurely, and she bit her lip.
The Uchiha left kisses across her neck and face, prompting quiet moans from the rosette.
"A monster isn't capable of giving another person exhilarating pleasure. A monster wouldn't willingly risk her own life to save the lives of her comrades and friends. A monster doesn't look beautiful in the eyes of the one who would follow after her to Yomi-no-kuni[3] and do everything in his power to bring her back."
Sakura felt the breath leave her lungs, and tears began to pool in her eyes. She was touched by the Uchiha's sincere words and gentle stare.
Desire heated her blood once more, and she brought the man's head down.
More kisses were exchanged and their hands roamed everywhere as the Uchiha's member lengthened and hardened once more.
Sasuke leaned up on his elbows to get a clear view of the rosette's face.
His dark eyes shimmered with emotion. "Sakura," he whispered tenderly. "…I…"
Unsure as to why she suddenly felt frightened, Sakura quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him down. "No more words, Sasuke. I need to feel you inside of me. I need you to make me whole."
Taken aback by her abruptness, he was about to speak, but then Sakura raised her groin against his, and all he released was a helpless groan.
Needing to satisfy his own desire, Sasuke swiftly penetrated the rosette's tight core, causing both to shudder in pleasure.
A sense of urgency took hold of them as they met each other's fast-paced thrusts.
They kissed messily, and their hands roamed over each other's bodies.
Sakura breathed out the Uchiha's name when he twisted his hips specifically and hit a spot that had her seeing stars.
The man smirked at her reaction, and did it again, prompting a cry from the incoherent rosette.
He slid a hand where they were joined, and rubbed Sakura's sensitive clit.
The result was instant.
Her abdominal muscles tensed and her shaft clenched tightly around its guest as wave after wave of europhia burned through the rosette.
Vaguely, she felt Sasuke push inside of her once more, and the sensation of hot liquid exploding within her finalized her organism.
The Uchiha collapsed on top of her, and breathed hard as he came down from his high.
Sakura embraced the man, and left kisses all over his face. "Thank you," she breathed out. "Thank you."
The Uchiha pulled out, and laid beside her, holding her close. "Whatever you may think of yourself, you're not a monster." He whispered tiredly.
Sakura tightened her hold on the man. I may be unable to believe that now, but with your support, perhaps one day I'll learn to be at peace with myself again.
A month had passed since the final Akuma attack.
After numerous conversations between Minato and his men, the Phoenix forces and the civilian council of Otogakure, it was decided that everyone should return to Konoha.
The villagers were receptive to the idea since Oto was filled with memories of oppressive when the village was under the rule of Orochimaru. The villagers were looking forward to having a fresh start in life.
The Phoenix authorities expressed relief at finally being able to welcome home the men who once called Konoha home.
The entire time was spent making preparations for the trip.
Sakura and her medical colleagues were constantly busing healing all of the injuries gained from the struggle with the Akuma.
The rosette also collaborated with Kabuto, Inoichi and his team of psychologists to rehabilitate the best that they could Orochimaru's prisoners. It was tiring work, and many prisoners were humanly euthanized to put them out of their misery.
It was decided that the prisoners couldn't be introduced to Konoha's society, at least for the moment. Therefore, a team must stay behind to continue with their rehabilitation and treatment.
Sakura initially volunteered to stay behind, but the Yamanaka patriarch leveled her with a hard gaze.
"Whether you like it or not, I'm considering you as one of my patients. You need to go home and recuperate. Once you have, and you still are interested in helping out here, you can return." His eyes softened. "Besides, I need someone trustworthy to look after my daughter."
The rosette put up no fight, and was currently packing up her few belongings for the long trip the next day.
Instead of being happy of going back home, Sakura was nervous. She knew that she had changed, therefore, she didn't know how she could handle Konoha's environment. Evidently, it would change with the larger sum of new villagers, and yet Sakura was afraid that all she would see in the streets were ghosts of her former master's lies.
Earlier, she had hung out with the girls as they chatted about their excitement of going home.
"I can't wait to show Lee-kun and Metal-chan our village. It's not much now, but it'll definitely be beautiful once it's been renovated!" Tenten exclaimed.
Ino nodded excitedly in agreement. "Definitely, though I wish my father could come back right away. He still has some patients to attend to here." Her face deflated in slight depression.
Half-heartedly, Sakura bumped the blonde's shoulder with her own. "Don't be sad, Ino. The most challenging patient to deal with is Jugo, and even he's showing signs of improvement with hormonal therapy. Your father will be home soon before you know it."
The blonde woman smiled at her appreciatively.
"Father plans on rebuilding the former Hyuga clan compound. He wants the clan members to have children as quickly as possible." Hinata added.
Ino scrunched up her nose. "Sounds like your father's acting like a sex advisor. Is he pressuring you to give him grand-kids?"
"No. I believe he doesn't feel the need to pressure me at all."
Tenten lifted an eyebrow in confusion. "Why? Are you sleeping with someone?"
Hinata stunned her friends by offering a small smile.
Ino's eyes bulged comically. "WHAT?! Who is it?"
"Naruto-san." Was the answer.
The women stared at her with varying degrees of shock, but then Sakura smirked.
"I had a feeling that you'd nail him. When did this happen?"
"After the Akuma attack. Naruto felt depressed about your torment, so I went to comfort him. The tension was high. Things went forward from there."
"You have been using contraceptives, right?" Sakura asked, ever the medical nin.
"Of course. I don't plan on having a child when I'm still trying to find a stable edge to hold on to."
"Huh," Tenten mumbled. "So your dad's okay with you and him?"
Hinata shrugged. "He hasn't approached me about this topic. Personally, I think that father at the very least tolerates Naruto-san because of his father. The former fourth hokage is a formidable and respectable ninja."
The women murmured in agreement, and the rest of the afternoon passed by event-less.
Sakura sighed as she sealed up her pack, and laid back in her bed.
She appreciated the much needed alone time.
Her friends had left hours ago to prepare their own belongings, and Sasuke was with his family at the fortress packing up as well.
Sakura closed her eyes, and focused on calming her nerves down.
You're being nervous for nothing, Nefetari commented.
Sakura's nostrils flared in slight annoyance. It's not "for nothing". It's going to be strange going back there.
Of course it will. You haven't been there for months, and many things will change with the return of men.
Yes, I know that. But will I ever be at peace there?
The Akuma was quiet as she pondered upon the question. That's entirely up to you. Things will always change; we simply have to adapt to them. You and I may have merged, but we're still two separate entities. In the end, you have complete control over your thoughts and actions. I know that's what bothers you most.
Sakura sighed. Sasuke said that a monster is someone inhumanly cruel who enjoy seeing other people suffer.
He also said that a monster is "any animal or human grotesquely deviating from the normal shape, behavior or character." I fit this description; you fit neither.
So what am I?
You're Sakura of the Phoenix forces. A woman who dedicated herself to studying the healing arts in the hope of saving people. Nefetari's tone softened. You'll always be human, Sakura, even with me inside of you. If you want, you can think of me as the voice at the back of your mind who quite often gets on your nerves.
Sakura chocked out a laugh at her embryo's unexpected sense of humor. Thank you, she said sincerely.
You're welcome. Don't expect me to always be a comforting presence. Your human emotions exhaust me many times.
Sakura snickered. Dully noted.
With a lightened heart, Sakura decided to venture out and spend valuable time with the Uchihas.
After two weeks of traveling, the familiar sight of the Forest of Screams came into view.
Sakura scrunched her face in distaste of the name. They'd have to change it.
Yūgao and the female clan leaders had gone on ahead to inform the hidden leaf villagers of their arrival.
Minato and his large group continued their way through the forest.
Sakura took deep breathes, savoring the strong, homely scent of the trees as their leaves shimmered in the breeze.
Some of them sprouted brightly colored flowers, would had a positive impact on the morale of the group.
It was past noon when the group finally crossed to the other side of the forest, and came across the remains of an old compound.
Shikaku and his fellow male clan members stared in grim shock at the sight of their former home.
Despite not a word being said, Shikamaru studied his father's reaction, and his curiosity of the area grew.
The former Nara patriarch walked away from the group towards the center of the disaster. "… If you'll permit it, Minato-sama, my clan and I wish to stay here and reconnect with our former home."
Minato's eyes softened in understand. "Of course, Shikaku-san. Take all the time that you need."
The slightly smaller group continued on towards the habitable area of Konoha, and were greeted by Yūgao and the clan leaders. Behind them was a large group of women.
A swirl of emotions built up on both sides.
"Excuse me! I'm trying to get through here! Hey, watch it!"
Out of the crowd came a slightly flustered Kushina.
She immediately looked eyes on a speechless Minato, and she ran to him with a huge smile on her face. "MINATO-KUN!" She yelled.
The man managed to shake himself out of his shock just in time to catch the wild red-haired woman in his arms. He twirled her around as the couple laughed joyfully.
He quickly brought the woman close to him and kissed her hard. Kushina, wrapped her arms around his neck, and returned the gesture.
Naruto was as still as a statue while he stared at his mother. His blue eyes scanned her as he imprinted her image in his brain.
His parents stepped away from their passionate embrace.
Kushina locked eyes with her son. Tears began to pour down her cheeks. "Oh, my son!"
She ran the short distance to Naruto, and embraced him tightly.
The blond ninja immediately wrapped his arms around the woman, and openly allowed his tears to flow. "Kaa-san."
All around, similar emotional reunions took place, though the young girls stayed back and stared at the men with widened eyes. The young Phoenix kunoichi who stayed behind looked on with suspicion.
"Where is Tsunade-sama?" One of them asked.
An uncomfortable silence chased away the good mood.
When not even Minato stepped up to take charge, Yūgao took it upon herself to be the bearer of bed news. I seem to have taken on that role since accepting this god-forsaken mission. She thought wryly.
The purple-haired woman stepped forward. "I'm afraid that Tsunade-sama will no longer be with us. You deserve to know the truth: Senju Tsunade was a deceiver and we were her prisoners. From now on, a single person won't be responsible for making decisions for this villager without a consensus from a council."
A skinny brunette spoke up. "So, we no longer have a queen? What about Sakura-san?"
Yūgao sought the rosette's eyes.
The younger woman wore a hard expression, and she nodded her consent.
The former Anbu agent faced the young girl. "We'll be adopting the same system prior to the Black Death. Minato-sama will resume his post as the fourth hokage, however, there will be a representative of the Phoenix forces on the future council. Both sexes will have equal power in decision-taking for the village.
A stunned silence followed her words.
Yūgao looked back to find Sakura staring at her with approval and relief.
Mikoto coughed to gain attention. "Now that we got that out of the way, I'm certain that everyone wants to catch up with their clans and visit their homes. We have plenty of work ahead of us."
With that, the crowds dispersed, each individual caught up in different discussions.
Sakura accompanied the Uchihas to their former clan compound.
Itachi and Sasuke looked around with curious gazes, though their hearts were somber as they mourned the loss of their clan members.
The few Uchiha Phoenix kunochi stood to attention from their place on the training grounds. "Mikoto-sama!" They called out.
The Uchiha Matriarch smiled at them, and called them over.
The small group walked over, and stared at the Uchiha brothers with curiosity. Both men looked back speechless.
An adorable five-year-old stepped forward from the protection of her mother's arms, and smiled at the men. "Hello! I'm Uchiha Takara. Who are you?"
Mikoto answered for her seemingly mute sons. "Takara-chan, these are my sons: Uchiha Itachi and Uchiha Sasuke."
The little girl's eyes widened in awe. "They're men!"
Mikoto smiled. "Yes, little one, they're men. Fine young men. From now on, the sexes will no longer be separated."
Takara stared up at the Matriarch. "So I can see my tou-chan?"
The woman nodded with a gentle smile.
The girl's mother picked her up, a watery smile graced her beautiful face.
The women chatted amicably with the brothers.
Shortly afterwards, Kakashi and his small family arrived.
His wife stepped forward. "Hello, Mikoto-senpai. I wanted to introduce my son to his kin."
Mikoto smiled at the boy. "Welcome, Kai-kun."
Kakashi gently pushed his suddenly shy son towards the group of women who surrounded him, and began cooing at his adorableness, making the poor boy blush.
Takara urged her mother to let her down, and took Kai's hands. "Hi there! Let's go play!"
The boy's face turned tomato-red as the girl dragged him away. His parents chuckled at the sight.
While the Uchiha brothers chatted with the women who showed them the compound, Mikoto made her way towards the lake.
Sakura felt an urge to follow her, and did so.
Both women remained quiet as they listened to the relaxing sounds of moving water.
Mikoto broke the silence. "I've waited twenty-one years for this moment. I've finally found my sons, and have brought them home. I'm finally at peace."
Sakura forced her body to not squirm uncomfortably.
The dark-haired woman turned to face her. "Change is not simple, but one has to learn to embrace it or they'll drown in their own misery. If memory serves, I gave you some advice in this very spot just before you left."
The rosette nodded. "Yes, you did."
"You've followed my advice, and look how much happier you are now. Do yourself a favor and follow my new advice."
The Uchiha Matriarch patted Sakura's shoulder. "Don't hold on to whatever burden you're clinging to. A new door has opened, and my son is more than willing to explore that road for you. You'll always have a home among the Uchiha."
Sakura was touched by the woman's promise, and offered a small, but genuine smile. "Thank you, Mikoto-sama."
The older woman snorted quietly. "None of that formality. Sooner or later, you'll be calling me 'kaa-san'."
The rosette blushed, prompting Mikoto to laugh, before she left to join her family.
Sakura stared at her reflection in the water.
Her image had changed. Shorter hair, a diamond seal on her forehead, a gaunt-looking face and paler complexion, yet there her eyes were bright.
The rosette smiled. "A new road, huh?" She mumbled to herself.
Laughter pulled Sakura from her thoughts, and the rosette decided to join the group, a warm smile gracing her face.
A/N: Blackened Petal is officially complete. I would like to thank the readers for sticking through with my story. There were some reviewers who weren't pleased that Naruto wasn't the main character, among other things, but I hope that my story was enjoyable to read. I would greatly appreciate any feed-back: what went good, what could be improved, etc... Constructive criticism please; no rude remarks. :
There will be a sequel titled Call of the Matriarch, however, I plan on finishing My Royal Pain first. Once the sequel has been uploaded, I'll post a notification here.
Regards,
Luna's Child
[1] Taken from
[2] Taken from the Oxford dictionary
[3] Japanese word of "World of Darkness/Land of the dead
