When My Love & I Parted ~ Part 11
By (lazy as hell but finally got off her ass and wrote) Wyvern
http://www.crosswinds.net/~moonmonkey/
japeena@hotmail.com
Rated: PG 13 almost R (*gasps of horror* That's right though! Ooooo....)

*sniffs* Oh my goodness, it's been so long! I swear, I haven't seen you guys in what must be...well a long time anyway. How y'all doin'? Oh yeah? That's good! I'm glad to hear my readers are good. ^_^

So, it's been months since I've written anything for this, but that's because some little writer's block youma decided to nest in my brain, and only recently have I managed to fend it off with sticky-arrows and mallet-poundings. When my love is coming to its end, ladies and gents! We're one chapter and an epilogue away from the conclusion. Woo HOO!

I want to give a huge thanks to the guys at Fanfiction.net, because you know what? It's thanks to the wonderful feedback that I received there that I felt inspired to write more to this. I really didn't think many people were reading this, and that might be part of the reason I set this on the back shelf. Now though, just look! A nine page chapter, and more to come! ^.^ So to all of those wonderful people, I bow in grace and say, ARIGATO GOZAIMASU! (Same goes to the all the loverlies who've e-mailed me. Thanks minna!)

Now, the R rating on this fic is because of some violence, angsty scenes, and a wee bit of sexual reference. I know I can't stop some eleven year old (who might know more about this stuff than me, for all I know ^^;;) from reading this, but I need to give the warning. (Look I Abide-sama! No humour in this one! Ta daaa!)

Allrighty, I think that's it. I hope you enjoy, as I'm feeling a little sentimental and this fic starts to end. *sniffle sniffle*

*******Sailor Moon and all characters are copyright © Naoko Tekuchi, Kondansha and Toei Industries...plus...DiC I guess. *arches eyebrow* I'm using them without permission, but I'm having hella fun.***********

Oh! Quick note! When you see quotation marks like this '' , it signifies thought.

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Mars screamed, behind her she heard Mercury's voice rose to meld with hers, but any surprise from that went un-checked. The Senshi ran to the window, their bodies dispersing the cloud of smoke that Hematite had left behind. Only moments before, the witch had disappeared with a chuckle, leaving only her wispy signature.
Jupiter stuck her head out of the window, summing up the distance. With a grunt of frustration, she ran from the window and out the door, Venus at her heels.
"Where are you going?" she asked, short of breath.
Jupiter stopped when she came to the exit door at the end of the hall-way and gave Venus one of the most serious expressions that the blond soldier had ever seen from her. "It's too dark, I couldn't see him, and I don't know where the ground is to land safely if I jumped," she answered, showing some of the leadership qualities that Makoto barely ever dug out. "We have to get there the slow way," she finished, and with a grunt, kicked the door to the emergency stairway open. Without another thought, Jupiter shot herself down the stairs towards the ground level.
Venus glanced behind her, and with a note of relief saw Mars and Mercury leave the apartment. Mercury shut the door behind her, and ran with Mars towards the staircase.
So, knowing that her comrades were on the way, Venus followed Jupiter, giving a silent prayer that what they found wouldn't be what she expected.

~*~*~

She wrapped the baby up in her dress, smiling and cooing to it. The little one stirred, opening large blue eyes and blinking them wide at her. The mouth twitched for a moment, the little lips pursing before a light panting began to come for the tiny lungs. She shook her head and softly pet the tiny head, murmuring words of comfort. "No, no it's alright...oh...that's right...it's okay..." But the tiny figure began to fret, a whimper starting in the tiny throat.
Leaning over, she kissed the small fore-head, and the little eyes began to drift close. "That's it sweetling....that's right...." She gazed with a warmth that any on-looker would say was one of a mother...but to look closer might reveal a rather predatory glint in her eyes.
Footsteps and a door slam suddenly brought her attention up from her tiny companion, and with one smooth movement she stood. The babe still swaddled in the layers of black cloth, he didn't stir. Clutching him a little tighter to her bosom, in a burst of energy and smoke, Hematite disappeared.

~*~*~

Artemis typed furiously into the key-board. With narrowed eyes, three little devils spurred him on to achieve his goal. Nothing would stop him now.
He couldn't believe what he'd just heard....Rubbing his fore-head, he took a deep, shaky breath, and sat back in his chair. Guilt weighed heavy on his shoulders, shame and stupidity as company, poking at him with little pitch forks and squeals of glee.
So much of the conversation in the bed-room had been muffled. He KNEW that some of it hadn't reached him. But Hematite's final words, the sound of glass shattering, and the girls' screams did.
Only the worst kinds of images flashed across his mind. What kind of situation was happening over there? What, or as he feared, who, had gone out the window?
His three little companions laughed at him. 'Who knows how long Hematite has known where Mamoru has been?' Why hadn't he ever done a field test on the communicator's range in Mamoru's apartment? He and Hematite may have been having night-long conversations, and none of the girls could have told.
Artemis didn't think that Mamoru had had any more idea of the dark soldier's presence then the rest of they had, however. He was not a stupid man, and to keep such a thing for those who could protect him would have been inarguably foolish. This must have been some sort of set up for a future trap or attack, what else?
Perhaps with Luna on their side, Hematite had found out about Mamoru the first night she had been taken. That would make a lot of sense as well.
Two fingers rose up to knead the bridge of his nose between his eyes. His head hurt....his heart hurt.....his eyes hurt from pushing back tears all day. Suddenly the screen began to beep, and a pulsating light caught his attention.
Sitting up in his seat, Artemis scanned the computer screen. His eyes steadily widened as the data fed into his brain, and answers and solutions began to click into place.
Flying out of the chair, he ran into the living-room towards the table where the communicator sat. Or was supposed to be sitting. "K'so!" he cursed, then headed for the door. He burst out into the cool air of the night, and with a violent shiver, set out on a run for Mamoru's apartment.

~*~*~

The light that cast down from atop the doorway only had a span of about 7 feet before the curtain of the night overtook it. The girls burst out of the door with another kick from Jupiter, and frantically looked around. Cupping her hands around her mouth, Venus yelled, "Mamoru-san!"
"Mamoru!" Mars called, but neither of them were rewarded by a reply.
"It's too dark to see him," Mercury said, her upset coming through in her voice. Here at the back of the large apartment building, there were no street-lights to aid them, meaning that one would have to either stumble about in the dark, or provide a flash light.
"I've got it," Venus said, to the other's surprise. She pointed one index finger to the sky and concentrated. "Crescent....beam..." she said softly and slowly. A small glow appeared in her fist, and progressively made its way up her hand until it cast a narrow glow out and up into the night sky. "Wide..." she murmured again, and suddenly the light grew in width until it did indeed resemble a very bright flash-light.
Bringing it down in front of her, a path was made, and without another word the Senshi of Love ran out from the dome of light, from the safety light, and into the night.
She could hear the others behind her. Nothing was found by the light, and the spirits of the Senshi were starting to whimper. Then, their search produced at least some results. The group ran across a pile of clothing that lay in a puddle, dejected on the ground.
Kneeling beside it, Mars picked up the large white dress shirt and jeans. She rose the shirt to her face and breathed in deeply. Catching her tears she stood and nodded. "These are Mamoru-kun's."
She bent to pick up the jeans, and something fell to the ground, tinkling as it bounced on the ground a pace. All four of the Senshi gasped in surprise. "The Ginzuishou!" Mercury exclaimed, crouching down to pick it up. The crystal felt warm in her fist until she let it fall down from the chain so that the others could see it as well.
Sighing, Jupiter put a hand on her hip and scratched her head. "Now what?" she asked.
"SEEEEEEENSHIIIIII!!"
Four bodies whirled around to where the call had come from. "Artemis?" Venus yelled.
"Where are you?" the voice asked again.
Using her hands as a megaphone, Jupiter yelled, "Hold on Artemis, we're coming!"
They found him at the front of the apartment, still apparently catching his breath. "What's wrong?" Mercury asked.
"I should ask YOU that!" he said. "What just happened?" Passing his eyes over the group, he asked in a more hushed tone, "Where's Mamoru-kun?" The other three Senshi cast their eyes down, but it was Venus who replied for them.
"Hematite sent him flying through the window in his room..." Artemis' eyes widened, but she stopped him before he could speak, "And as far as we can tell, she has kidnapped him." Motioning to the bundle in Mars' arms, "We found this at the back of the building, right around the spot he would have landed."
Shaking his head, Artemis ran a quivering hand down his pony-tail. Taking a deep breath he surprised them all when he said, "I've found..." he rose his eyes to look at them all, "a way into the Dark Kingdom." Waving away the outburst of surprise and questions, he continued. "There is a fluctuation of energy out near the Arctic Circle, and as far as I can tell, it's the energy of the the Dark Kingdom."
The girls fell silent, exchanging mixed expressions of excitement and terror of what was to come. "The only problem is," Artemis continued, "I don't know how to get there. The only solution I could think of would be a Sailor Teleport, but without Sailor Moon..." he trailed off.
"Artemis, if we had the Ginzuishou, would that complete the circle even without her?" Sailor Mercury asked.
He gave her a questioning look, but nodded. "It might."
"Well guess what we've found," Mars said.
"Nani?" Mercury held out her cupped hands to Artemis. Moving towards her, he looked at what she so delicately held and sucked in a sharp breath. He seized her two small hands in his large ones, and carefully pulled out the crystal.
While the others were watching the crystal, Venus' attention was on Artemis' eyes. The blue irises were so bright that they were almost like mirrors as he looked into the Ginzuishou. Then, for a split second, she could have sworn she saw gold flash across their surfaces. 'What--?'
"Great Selene...." The words were only a breath off of the man's lips, but Venus had been listening for his voice. Not those words though. They had caught her off guard. Before she could inquire, Artemis snapped up the crystal in a fist and once again addressed all of the Senshi. "We have to work fast."

~*~*~

Mamoru woke slowly, easing his eyes open by blinking them a few times. He raised his eyes, and thought he'd closed them again. He saw nothing but black. Shifting his head around, he found that he was in the center of a large double bed, coated in layers upon layers of black silk, that slithered and folded around his body.
Sitting up, more of the dark cloth fell about his shoulders and arms, almost giving a good-bye caress. Where was this? The entire room was just black. He wasn't even sure where the walls were. The only light in the room came from a rather lovely silver light that hung from the ceiling, sharp-edged crystals dangling from the silver rim.
He knew it was cliché, but it was a question that demanded to be asked. "Where am I?"
"Home," came the silky reply.
"Us-" he snapped his head around to the voice, but instead of his blond captor, it was a different woman. She was beautiful, but her prescience held a darkness that was aware to Mamoru immediately upon laying her eyes upon her slim form. "Who are you?"
The woman smiled and looked away, ducking her head a little bit. She crossed her arms, but one of her hands rose to stroke a black ribbon that was tied around her slender neck. "I am but a servant to my mistress." Rising her head to give him a straight look she added, "Your, mistress."
Mamoru felt an anger start to rise up in his chest, making his blue eyes grow even darker. "I am no servant."
"Oh yes you are," the woman replied with earnest. "You will finally make the mistress happy." She took a step towards Mamoru, her arms falling to her sides. "You will give her things that I cannot, ease the pain that she won't let me ease." She came closer to him with each word, and Mamoru was becoming increasingly aware of his state of attire, or lack thereof, and the closing space between them.
His hands gathered fistfuls of the cloth and rose them up and around his waist, his legs pushing on the bed so that for every inch that she came nearer, he moved farther away. "At last, the mistress will be content. Because, Mamoru, that is all that I want. For my Princess to be content."
Mamoru stopped his squirming. "Princess?" 'She's not talking about Beryl...' He didn't blink, but suddenly found this woman almost nose-to-nose with him. 'Red eyes...'
"My Princess deserves to be happy," she said, cocking her head to the side sharply, her black braids falling down her back.
"Princess..." Mamoru mumbled. He couldn't look away from this woman's eyes. They pulled him in, laying a veil down on his already aching brain.
She moved just a little closer towards him, shifting the weight to her fore-arms, her lips only a breath away from his. "Hai..." she breathed.
"LUNA!"
Luna scrambled away and scampered off the bed, leaving Mamoru to fall back. He groaned lightly, hands reaching up to hold his head. Why did he have such a head-ache all of a sudden?
"Hai, Hema-chan?" Luna asked calmly.
Hematite strode up to her and bore black eyes into red. "What were you doing?"
Luna shrugged and smiled. "Just warming him up, Hema-ch-"
"Don't call me that," Hematite snapped. Luna gaped in surprise, her eyes wide. Hematite looked away and scowled. "Just go."
"I'm..I'm sorr--"
Hematite rose her eyes to Luna's and said again, "I know. Just please go." Nodding a little hesitantly, Luna bowed and left the room.
Finally, Hematite breathed a deep sigh. She felt the tears that pricked at the corners of her eyes, but she sucked in a breath that wiped them away. 'I'm going to miss her,' she thought.
"U---Usa?"
There was his voice again. And that name....it wasn't hers..she knew that but...it sounded so smooth coming from him. Slowly she turned to him, a small smile on her face. "Konnichi-wa, Mamoru."
He moved a little closer towards her on the bed, his eyes asking so many questions. "What...what is going on, Usa?" She crawled over the expanse of the bed towards him, finally sitting back on her haunches in a very un-ladylike gesture.
She rose a steady hand and touched his bangs with the flats of her fingers. They felt just as she had hoped they would. Like the black silk she so favoured. She heard his breath catch in his throat, his eyes trying to find hers. But she wouldn't look at his eyes.
Her attention was focused on her own hand, and where it traveled on him. It moved down his temple, curling around to caress that spot beneath his eye with the back of her hand. Down past his nose, a slow journey across his lips, the sensation reminding her again of silk... 'Like touching darkness...'
Her hand jerked away from him, now her eyes falling to her lap. "No...no I've touched darkness." She covered her face with her hands. "I've touched it. This isn't it," she said into her palms.
Soft hands were suddenly on her wrists, gently asking her to show her face again. "Usa..onegai.." She let them be guided, but didn't raise her eyes. "Please Usa," he continued. "I don't know what's happening, but I need this to stop."
"You need?" she asked, and finally looked up. She saw his eyes then, for what could be counted as the first time. His eyes were always closed otherwise, except that evening in his room. Then though, his back had been to the light, and his face cast in shadow. But now, in the full light of her room, she was able to see every facet of them.
They asked her to stop, to talk to him, to understand something that she simply couldn't grasp. She wanted to, oh, how she wanted to. If it were only to make him feel better, her heart ached to understand.
Perhaps he saw this. Read that in her eyes, saw a shift in her expression, a touch more anxiety in the relaxed curve of her mouth; but whatever it was, he smiled at her. A soft smile, one that assumed too much.
Hematite narrowed her eyes at that smile, and wrenched herself free of his grip. "How dare you!" she spat, and slapped her hand across his face. The force of the strike left his head reeling, and the sharp taste of blood stung his tongue. "You think that you know me. You think that I care for you." She took his chin firmly in her hand and wrenched it over so that she dug her gaze straight into his. "You are speaking to a Princess, and you know nothing."
His eyes shook.
She jerked his chin in her grip. "Nothing." With a jerk, she released him, and his own hand rose to nurse his jaw. A silence descended over the room once more as neither said a thing. Shock and fury were mute partners.
Fury laughed at him, bubbling up and out from her dark lips. "You want me to tell you why you're here, don't you."
He said nothing, keeping his eyes lowered.
She leapt up into his lap and wrapped long legs around his waist. With his hair as a reign, she jerked it back and giggled with a slight shade of insanity. "I'll tell you, oh yes," she murmured, her breath hot against his cheek. "You're a smart boy, I can tell. I bet you already know, don't you. She nipped at his cheek. "Mmmm, so tasty." A feral smile split her face ever farther, and with a moan she ran the tip of her tongue along his bottom lip.
He turned his head away, his breathing heavier in his chest. "No," he said, quiet and unsteady.
"No?" she repeated, but with a pout. "How many girls have thrown themselves at you, hmmm? I bet you have to bat them away like flies. In case you haven't noticed, you're quite a handsome young man. I'm also quite a possessive little girl, who's very, very powerful. So guess what," she turned his head back to face her, "I went and got me a toy."

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Throughout her little speech, Mamoru had kept his ears open, and his thoughts free. Memories of every day he'd seen Usagi floated through, the happiness each day he'd teased her had given, the pain he'd endured, and would again, for Sailor Moon. This girl that dug her nails into his bare back, who spoke words that were like a whip's lash to his soul, was the same girl that had lit a fire in him all those months ago.
He remembered the car, the ghosts that stood bright vigil at the road side. Then the Senshi, their love for her, their concern for him. He remembered his promise to Selenity, and ultimately, his promise to himself. The things that never left him.
When she touched him again, pulled him back up to stare at him, he didn't see Usagi. He saw Hematite. And he'd be damned if he'd let that last.
In a swift move, Mamoru clutched her frame even closer to his own and crushed his lips to hers. His eyes trapped the tears in them, and he ignored the horrible pain the kiss brought. 'Come back to me, Usako.'
He moved his lips against hers,
she rose her hands up to force him harder into the embrace,
he rocked in a spasm,

the kiss lasted for his ever.

::When my love and I parted::

Death.

::the wind blew cold::

~*~*~

"Concentrate! Imagine that she's here with us!" Venus shouted over the wind. It whipped hair long and short into squinched up faces, collars around ears turned almost deaf.
Mars almost screamed from the energy that grew inside and around her, and the insanity that the loose grip she had on it felt. The Ginzuishou lashed out with raw power and energy. With no Senshi there to harness the crystal's power, it was like a small sun that burned the other auras around it. It was doing its job however, with the teleport picking up momentum with each passing moment, and soon the group would make it. If they could just stay conscious.
Artemis wrapped his arms tighter around his frame, snatching his breaths with each gust of air that slapped his mouth and nose as the other Senshi did. The energy that was pulsating from each of them was so powerful that his fore-head throbbed with it, the moon symbol thrumming with it. 'We're coming, Luna.' <>br
'Usagi..'
'Usagi-chan..'
'Be strong, Usagi-chan.'
'Hold on. Just hold on.'

~*~*~

::When my love and I parted::

The kiss was blinding, and like wild fire she felt it spread and singe every fiber up to her very fingertips. It was more than anything she'd expected, and the wonderful surprise that she felt fed her hunger with an intensity that surprised even her.
It was a few moments into the heaven's contact that she realized that the nerves of her lips felt cold. With her hands still twined around the soft, thick mass of his hair, she pulled their mouths apart with a small pant of a laugh.
The laughter inside was soon quelled, replaced by a confusion when she opened her eyes. Mamoru was no longer wearing nothing but his wonderful tanned skin and the black silk. Now he was dressed in a neatly pressed tuxedo, a mask a little off-center over his eyes. She blinked and shook her head, trying to dispel the strange vision. "What...what is this?" she asked, shaking his head a little when the dream failed to leave her.
His head was heavy in her hands, as if it was no longer supported by...
Her brow furrowed, she released him. His head lolled backwards, the lips that only moments before had burned with some kind of passion were now slightly parted and pale. She shook his shoulders, noting with a rise of anxiety how limp he...

::Our love untold::

"Wake up!" Something in her chest began to feel tight, and panic started to weave out from her heart. "I said, wake up!" She slapped him again, the mask over his eyes fluttering away but otherwise eliciting no response. The grip became tighter. She placed her hand back on his cheek, this time it was only a laying of the palm. "So cold..." she murmured. It was suddenly getting harder to see.
She let him go completely, and he fell back on the bed, the black silk sheets rising up with the air to meet him. She crawled off and almost fell off the bed. She stumbled upwards, her arms and legs shaking. With steps shakier than at any age she'd ever been, she backed away from the bed.
"What is this..." Her hands groped for a surface, and it met one in the cold mirror. "What is going ON?!" she screamed, the sound dying out in the dark void.
Eyes wide as they could be, she slowly turned around, and lost her breath. It was like she'd been turned inside out, the image that stared back at her was so alien. White replaced black, gold in the place of silver, a thick braid split and pulled up to the top of her head.

::How my heart was crying::

She rose a trembling hand to the touch the surface, a bare wrist on the opposite side to contrast the black ribbon that hung loose on her own. The girl on the other side was lovely, a vision of a light Hematite had never known.
The eyes that stared full of questions back at her were a crystal blue, the kind that she'd dreamed she'd seen in the fountain in her dream...

::"Love come with me"::

Her eyes flew back to the bed, where Mamoru still lay in his strange new outfit. 'He's dead...' a voice said to her. Her hands flew up to her mouth to stifle the wail that was beginning to rise up. "I killed him!" she whispered, voice suddenly hoarse.
"Just as I will kill you!"
Hematite spun around without the usual flair, her skirts clinging to her legs. "Kunzite-sensei!"
Kunzite stood in all of his dark glory, his battle aura burned into a red. His chest heaved in heavy breaths, his eyes flashing from bright white to normal. "Prepare yourself," he growled.
Hematite knew she should have been terrified. An instinct was screaming at her, and fear clawed and bit to be released, but she was not letting it out. She just wasn't feeling it. "Zoisite is gone, isn't he," she murmured.
"YES! Yes he's dead because of YOU!"
"Why?" she asked.
Without a battle rage that thirsted for the sweet revenge to blind him, Kunzite might have seen her genuine curiosity. How Hematite's eyes didn't hold the same scorn they had since he'd first seen her as a child those weeks ago. That was not that case, however. "WHY?! Ever since the battle with the moon princess, he's been scarred! You damaged him! You hurt him! You KILLED HIM!" he screamed, his voice almost cracking despite the deep bass of its nature.
She shook her head, her hands again lifting to her mouth.
"Yes." Twin blades of red energy flashed into his hands, and with the moves of a master he charged and readied them. Using one to point a death sentence, Kunzite's mouth twisted in a savage snarl. "And now, we will join him."

::But I turned my face from him::

"Fiiiire.....SOOOUULLL!" A bright torrent of flame fired itself towards Kunzite, but without even a glance in its direction it absorbed into his aura.
Hematite managed to wrench her eyes away from him in time to see Sailor Mars touch down to the ground. Behind her four other Senshi crouched into battle positions, and one man with strange features turned a wide gaze straight to her. "Artemis," she breathed. 'What? Where did..they are the murderers!' she thought. But when she looked over them all, she no longer saw the four girls who had murdered her love. They were the same but...now she saw them as four girls who had come to help. "No..I don't understand," she moaned, clutching her head.
"Usagi!" Artemis called.
Sailor Mercury and Jupiter turned their heads towards her as well, but their expressions were not those of welcome. Both watched her with stone faces for a few moments before they both turned back to the enemy that still a huge threat to all of them.
"Kunzite! Back off!" Sailor Mars barked out.
He turned his wild gaze to their group, but did not make a move. "What I am here for does not concern you, Sailors. I am here to kill her," he said, again motioning in Hematite's direction.
She snapped her head up and lowered her arms. The black lightning danced down her arms and licked at her fingers, fueled by the anguish and confusion that was eating her inside. She would make the confusion stop, the strange visions stop, she would bring the truth back with the end of their lives. "Don't touch me!" she cried, and rose her arms to throw the power.
Her breath caught in her throat again, the weapon not yet discharged. Her hands were coated in blood, from tip to elbow. She couldn't smell it, she couldn't feel it, but she saw that the stronger the energy became, the darker the blood was and the higher it climbed up her arms.
Her legs wobbled beneath her, all of the fight of that moment lost inside of her. With the dispelling of her power, the blood disappeared. Tears spilled from her eyes and ran down her cheeks, almost catching near her stretched mouth.
She rose her eyes up to the Senshi, who now looked at her with pure concern.
Artemis stepped away from the group, reaching out with a tender hand. "Usagi-"
"Mine!" Lithe arms suddenly wrapped around his throat from behind, and with an airy feminine cackle, pulled Artemis back into a pocket of the void.
"ARTEMIS!" Venus screeched, running to the spot he'd stood in only second before.
Her head unsteady on her shoulders, Hematite looked from Venus, to Mars and Jupiter, seething with rage, to Mercury, openly shocked, to Kunzite, bored and still so angry, to Mamoru. Cold.
It was barely a sigh, it was barely a whisper, but Hematite left them all and crumpled to the ground. Before any of of the girls managed to voice their alarm, she too was swallowed up. Like a maw of darkness, the void rose up around her and pulled her down into the mass.
The manic laughter of a mad-man denied vengeance echoed around her chambers, and soon the screams of a handful of Senshi joined it.

::And sought the sea.::

The war played on, but the battle had now begun.

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Dun dun DUN! Wow, the end of chapter 11. Coming soon is 12, and then a nice little epilogue to tie it off. Hopefully, as long as I'm not dragged off kicking and screaming to my cottage which is NOT computer-accessible, I'll have that out by next week.
I don't think there were any Japanese words in here at all, talk about new ones. ^_^ That's a first! Hey hey! I figured that english would be just as powerful, I suppose. Hmmm...maybe I've matured since I last wrote...could it be possible?! Anywhoo, please let me know what you think, and maybe trot on down to my website? Counter hits make me happy. *grins *
This chapter also announced the first verse of the song this fic is named after. I really like it, and I hope you guys find it fits. The next chapter will have the other two verses, and I will repeat the whole song at the end of the epilogue so you guys can see the whole thing.
Thanks for readin'!

Ja!

~Wyvern