Bravest Eyes
Chapter 10: Beautiful and Sad is This Story I'll Tell
Kattie
Note: Well… After this chapter there'll be three more left. I've got it all figured out. sobs Then it's the end! No more! Unless you want a sequel of course. And I've got an idea for another fanfiction. sighs I think I might just have to get them out at the same time and deal with it nee? ^^* Tell me what you think!
Note: This is not a Quatre/Yumi romance. Keep reading kay? I hate fanfics where Quatre falls in love ^^* makes me jealous y'know? Well- I mean besides with a fellow pilot but we won't get into that ^^***** Oh Yumi is pronounced Yuuuu as in "Yu Watase" or "You" (five points if you know who Yu Watase is) followed by Me as in … Miaka.. whoa aren't I good? Got the same anime and everything. So it's "You-me". Sorry, I just didn't want people to think her name was Yummy ^^* That would be wrong. Hm… y'know I hate Miaka. Sick 'er boy! Sandrock chases after Miaka like a doggy chases a stick ^^ Good boy.
Disclaimer: Me? Own Gundam Wing? Not a bad idea ^^ Since you all want it so much I must at least ask mustn't I? screams and runs away okay okay co- ownership for all of us!
Dedication- Dedicated to my first male reviewer Kenny! Who's not a loser but a great guy who deserves all the respect in the world! huggles Kenny This one's for you! hands over a Sandrock plushie… do they make those? I want one! whines
1 On the Lost Hunter
"Are you awake, my love?"
Someone was speaking to another prisoner. Quatre hadn't thought there was anyone else in the penitentiary except for him since Suki had left. There certainly wasn't anyone here who would use Quatre's name and love in the same sentence. He had made sure of that.
"Wake up, Quatre!"
Oh… Maybe there was. But the voice didn't sound familiar. It was obviously a woman based on the high pitched voice. No, he had heard it before-the woman Kei had slapped. Why would she refer to him as "love" or even by his name? Quatre had a bad feeling about this.
Slowly, he pulled his body into a sitting position, leaning against the cold stone wall. He looked into the woman's eyes as she grinned down at him.
"Finally awake?" She slid down to the ground next to him and took his hands in hers. Giggling, she feigned shivering. "You're so cold!" She exclaimed.
Quatre continued to stare at her, trying to understand what she was attempting to do. She seemed like a completely normal person. No, more of a person who had achieved all the happiness they desired and felt that they're lives were perfect. Her attitude seemed to have changed completely.
'She's playing with me,' Quatre thought, sadly, 'They don't have Suki to hurt me with anymore so they want me to make friends with her. So that she can betray me.'
"I'm Yumi," She shook his hand even though he failed to meet her friendly gesture, "Nice to see you're still in one piece."
Sighing, Quatre pushed himself to his feet. "Is there some reason you've come here?"
Yumi looked authentically hurt by the remark. Her eyes saddened and she fell silent for a few minutes. "… Quatre… Do you have to be so cruel?"
"I'm cruel?" Quatre asked quietly.
"I haven't hurt you," Yumi pointed out, "I didn't hurt Suki. I even let her out of her cage once so she might escape. Just because they're your enemies doesn't mean that I am."
This led to another moment of silence as Quatre considered her words. It was completely possible that she was just as much of a hostage as he was. He probably didn't have the right to jump to those conclusions.
'Don't believe her,' Quatre's instinct kicked in, 'She's lying. You're only listening because you want to be able to believe in something… anything. Don't make it this deceiver.'
"If you're one of them then why are you here?" He asked, glaring at her accusingly.
Yumi's face softened in understanding. "Oh, so that's what you think. I'm here to lie to you. That's what you think, isn't it?" She took Quatre's hand again. "I would never lie to YOU, Quatre. I would kill myself first. Before hurting you in any way. You must believe me!"
He wanted to believe her. He HAD to believe her. There wasn't much he could do. Even if she was just an actress, which she probably was, he needed a sense of friendship, even if it was false. It was so lonely here, especially now that Suki was gone. Quatre missed his friends dreadfully and it was beginning to make him lose strength.
"I believe you…" Quatre replied in a calm, practiced voice.
"Oh, I knew you would. That's why I love you!" Yumi wrapped her arms around Quatre in an embrace.
What a minute? Love? She had said that earlier hadn't she? It took him a few minutes to realize what she was saying. Did she actually think that she was in love with him? "W-What did you say?" Quatre stuttered.
"I knew you would." Yumi repeated, "Believe me that is. I knew you would believe me!"
"Before that." Quatre replied, looking down at the floor.
For a moment, she thought about this before becoming aware of what he was referring to and blushing. "I said I loved you."
It was Quatre's turn to blush. She was lying-it wasn't true. She was deceiving him- she had to be. Then why did she seem so earnest?
"I can get you out of here, Quatre," Yumi explained, "I can make them let you go. It would be so simple. After we're married, they can't even consider hurting you anymore."
There it was. Of course it wasn't true. She knew how wealthy Quatre was and how much wealthier he'd be in the future. Yumi was trying to get more money for herself than the others- she was trying to betray both Kei and Quatre's trust. This woman was something Quatre hadn't thought possible. She was even crueler than Kei.
"Leave me alone." He turned his back to her, cursing himself for believing her for even a second.
"My love?" Yumi questioned. "Is something wrong?"
"Go ahead and continue your torture," Quatre snapped, "But I'm not so gullible I'll let you worsen it. You'll have to think of a better plan if you want to use me."
"How dare you?" Yumi spat back, standing up to look Quatre in the eyes. "How could you think I would consider something so… so… barbaric!"
"Because I'm smart enough to see through your plan." Quatre replied. "You're a great actress. I just wish you'd use it to pursue a better career."
It seemed Yumi had recognized that she had failed in her first attempt. She looked around for a moment before trying again. "Quatre, my looove." Pulling him into her arms, she kissed his cheek. "I would never hurt you. I DO love you. I love you for your kindness. For your gentleness and strength. I LOVE you."
Slowly, Quatre pushed her away. "No, you don't. I don't really think you're capable of love."
In less than a second, Yumi's eyes had narrowed from their gentle lovingness. She glared at Quatre fiercely and smiled. "Oh- I do love you, boy. I love you for your riches. For your handsome youth. I love you for the fact that you're here at the right time for me. Don't you see? We're perfect for each other! I love you for what you are without trying!"
"That's not love," Quatre retorted, "That's coincidence, lust, and greed."
"Isn't that enough?" She asked. "Don't you understand what you'd get out of the deal? You could leave this ship with your life! It's a good trade! Don't you know what you're sister said in her diary? She said, "I'd die for Quatre. He's so kind and gentle. His only wish is to make others happy" well guess what? I'm not happy!"
With that said, she slapped Quatre across his face. Much like Kei had hit her. Maybe Kei wasn't as cruel as he had thought. "Now you sure as hell are going to marry me! Because if you don't, I'm going to kill you. Oh, not me directly, but Kei will. You've managed to piss him off to the point of murder. He's been wanting to kill you so bad that he can't even manage to see you anymore for fear he'll actually do it."
"They said they were going to kill you!"
He remembered what Suki had said. Yumi was lying again. Why would Kei keep himself from killing Quatre? They were already planning on killing him anyway.
Unless of course, he accepted Yumi's offer.
It was probably the smart thing to do, he could always get a divorce. But then again, this woman was crazy. She'd probably kill him then anyway. And Quatre would rather die than be married to this demoniacal monster, even if it was for only a few days.
'I'm sorry, my friends.' He said to the other pilots, knowing they would never hear him.
"Then let him get it over with." Quatre replied, quietly, "I won't let you use me."
"DAMN YOU!" Yumi threw her fist into Quatre's nose faster than he could blink. "I'll see you in Hell!" She stormed out of the cell and locked it behind her.
Blood dripped from Quatre's nose. It could be broken, but if it was it couldn't be that severe. At least she hadn't smashed it back into his head, into his brain. That would have killed him.
'You're going to die anyway,' He reminded himself, 'What does it matter if you die sooner than later?'
He touched his nose lightly a few times and came to the conclusion that it wasn't broken. It had been a strong punch, but not strong enough, and poorly aimed.
'Well,' Quatre thought sadly, 'You've just sentenced yourself to a worse degree of hell. Congratulations.'
Even his thoughts were getting sarcastic.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Somewhere
"How much longer?"
"Soon."
"How soon?"
"A few hours. Maybe five."
"That's not good enough."
"It will have to be."
"Damn it."
"Our father who art in heav-"
"Are you praying?"
"Do you have a better idea?"
* * * * * * * * * * * *
On the "Lost Hunter"
"Get up." Kei's voice said, pulling Quatre to his feet. He dropped Quatre back to the floor when he saw the blood on his face. "What the hell did she do to you?" He demanded.
Quatre looked up at Kei, groggily. His eyes didn't seem to have the ability to focus. It was harder to breathe. Then again, it always got harder to breathe. Every second, every day.
"Come on," Kei helped Quatre up, and held his arm to stabilize him, "It's your lucky day. Yumi's decided it's her turn to play with you."
Slowly, Quatre was dragged along the hallway. If he closed his eyes it almost felt like one of his friends was helping him along. Maybe Trowa was helping him after getting hurt in battle? If only he could keep his eyes closed forever.
"Don't fall asleep!" Kei yelled in Quatre's ear.
His eyes shot open and he looked in shot at what was in front of him. A cockpit? Why was he being put in a cockpit? Were they sending him home? No, that wasn't going to happen. Were they planning on sending him out and shooting him down? Whatever they had in mind, it certainly wasn't good.
"Get in." Kei ordered.
None of Kei's usual sadism seemed to show today in his attitude. Quatre had beaten Kei at his own game and Kei wouldn't forget. Of course, that wasn't really a good thing. Kei wouldn't forget, and he's get his revenge.
Quatre stepped into the cockpit and sat down. The controls were very simplistic. An older model, perhaps an old Gemini? What was the point of putting him in a mobile suit?
Yumi's face popped up on the screen. "Are you hurting Quatre?" She didn't look angry anymore, just pleased. Pleased in a kind of 'I'm going to kick your ass and get my revenge' sort of way.
Best not to give any smart remarks. Sometimes, it was best just to say the truth. "Yes." He replied.
"Not nearly enough," She grinned at him, "Here's what's going to happen, love. You're going to die. But I'm not going to let you die easily. You see these are mobile suits. We're going to battle. You see, I used to be a pilot for OZ. A long time ago, even before this war, when we didn't really have much of a need for soldiers. I was a good pilot, Quatre. One of the best. We're going to battle to the death, and I'm going to win."
The realization of what was actually going to take place came as a wave of relief. Nitki didn't know about him being a pilot, and so they didn't. They thought he was some rich kid who didn't even know what a mobile suit was. Ignorant on their part. She thought she would have a huge advantage, and she would because he was hurt and tired. But Quatre had the greater advantage.
Quatre was a Gundam pilot, one of the best pilots there were. He had trained years to pilot mobile suits. The Gemini might be an older model, but that just made it easier to pilot.
'You've made a mistake, Yumi,' Quatre smiled inwardly, 'You've underestimated your opponent. Stupid. Any good soldier knows never to assume your enemies skill before first seeing it in battle. This will be your last mistake, and your worst one.'
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Two mobile suits on screen!"
"What?"
"Are we too late?"
"No, if he's in a mobile suit he's as safe as if he was with us."
"How much longer?"
"Not long."
"Can't you give me a straight answer?"
"Shut up, you have a job to do?"
"What?"
"Start praying. For all of us."
End Chapter
Hm… at first I almost had Quatre's nose be broken ^^* That was quite a battle.
Authoress Kattie: I think Quatre's nose will be broken
Quatre-loving Kattie: GAH! Don't ruin my loves' face!
Authoress Kattie: But… but… it would be good visualization ^^*
Quatre-loving Kattie: No! You'd ruin his face forever! Don't mutilate my love just for the sake of visualizing your cruel torture session.
Wise-Kattie: No one would like you if you broke Quatre's nose.
Authoress Kattie: flinches okay okay I won't break his nose!
coughs Maybe it was a tad different considering I only thought about it for about a second ^^* But… y'know ^^
Please review! Reviews= inspiration= more chapters! Only three more to go! And only Kattie knows what's going to happen… And maybe Melara because I hinted… ^^* Coughs okay Kattie's bad at keeping secrets ^^* Will you forgive me?
Last Note: Well- I actually barely ever edit my ficcies because it makes me really bored. I update and edit later ^^*. So if you see a typo I'd appreciate if you'd tell me so I don't have to look through it myself. ^^**** That sounded really egotistical. bows Gomen gomen!
Chapter 10: Beautiful and Sad is This Story I'll Tell
Kattie
Note: Well… After this chapter there'll be three more left. I've got it all figured out. sobs Then it's the end! No more! Unless you want a sequel of course. And I've got an idea for another fanfiction. sighs I think I might just have to get them out at the same time and deal with it nee? ^^* Tell me what you think!
Note: This is not a Quatre/Yumi romance. Keep reading kay? I hate fanfics where Quatre falls in love ^^* makes me jealous y'know? Well- I mean besides with a fellow pilot but we won't get into that ^^***** Oh Yumi is pronounced Yuuuu as in "Yu Watase" or "You" (five points if you know who Yu Watase is) followed by Me as in … Miaka.. whoa aren't I good? Got the same anime and everything. So it's "You-me". Sorry, I just didn't want people to think her name was Yummy ^^* That would be wrong. Hm… y'know I hate Miaka. Sick 'er boy! Sandrock chases after Miaka like a doggy chases a stick ^^ Good boy.
Disclaimer: Me? Own Gundam Wing? Not a bad idea ^^ Since you all want it so much I must at least ask mustn't I? screams and runs away okay okay co- ownership for all of us!
Dedication- Dedicated to my first male reviewer Kenny! Who's not a loser but a great guy who deserves all the respect in the world! huggles Kenny This one's for you! hands over a Sandrock plushie… do they make those? I want one! whines
1 On the Lost Hunter
"Are you awake, my love?"
Someone was speaking to another prisoner. Quatre hadn't thought there was anyone else in the penitentiary except for him since Suki had left. There certainly wasn't anyone here who would use Quatre's name and love in the same sentence. He had made sure of that.
"Wake up, Quatre!"
Oh… Maybe there was. But the voice didn't sound familiar. It was obviously a woman based on the high pitched voice. No, he had heard it before-the woman Kei had slapped. Why would she refer to him as "love" or even by his name? Quatre had a bad feeling about this.
Slowly, he pulled his body into a sitting position, leaning against the cold stone wall. He looked into the woman's eyes as she grinned down at him.
"Finally awake?" She slid down to the ground next to him and took his hands in hers. Giggling, she feigned shivering. "You're so cold!" She exclaimed.
Quatre continued to stare at her, trying to understand what she was attempting to do. She seemed like a completely normal person. No, more of a person who had achieved all the happiness they desired and felt that they're lives were perfect. Her attitude seemed to have changed completely.
'She's playing with me,' Quatre thought, sadly, 'They don't have Suki to hurt me with anymore so they want me to make friends with her. So that she can betray me.'
"I'm Yumi," She shook his hand even though he failed to meet her friendly gesture, "Nice to see you're still in one piece."
Sighing, Quatre pushed himself to his feet. "Is there some reason you've come here?"
Yumi looked authentically hurt by the remark. Her eyes saddened and she fell silent for a few minutes. "… Quatre… Do you have to be so cruel?"
"I'm cruel?" Quatre asked quietly.
"I haven't hurt you," Yumi pointed out, "I didn't hurt Suki. I even let her out of her cage once so she might escape. Just because they're your enemies doesn't mean that I am."
This led to another moment of silence as Quatre considered her words. It was completely possible that she was just as much of a hostage as he was. He probably didn't have the right to jump to those conclusions.
'Don't believe her,' Quatre's instinct kicked in, 'She's lying. You're only listening because you want to be able to believe in something… anything. Don't make it this deceiver.'
"If you're one of them then why are you here?" He asked, glaring at her accusingly.
Yumi's face softened in understanding. "Oh, so that's what you think. I'm here to lie to you. That's what you think, isn't it?" She took Quatre's hand again. "I would never lie to YOU, Quatre. I would kill myself first. Before hurting you in any way. You must believe me!"
He wanted to believe her. He HAD to believe her. There wasn't much he could do. Even if she was just an actress, which she probably was, he needed a sense of friendship, even if it was false. It was so lonely here, especially now that Suki was gone. Quatre missed his friends dreadfully and it was beginning to make him lose strength.
"I believe you…" Quatre replied in a calm, practiced voice.
"Oh, I knew you would. That's why I love you!" Yumi wrapped her arms around Quatre in an embrace.
What a minute? Love? She had said that earlier hadn't she? It took him a few minutes to realize what she was saying. Did she actually think that she was in love with him? "W-What did you say?" Quatre stuttered.
"I knew you would." Yumi repeated, "Believe me that is. I knew you would believe me!"
"Before that." Quatre replied, looking down at the floor.
For a moment, she thought about this before becoming aware of what he was referring to and blushing. "I said I loved you."
It was Quatre's turn to blush. She was lying-it wasn't true. She was deceiving him- she had to be. Then why did she seem so earnest?
"I can get you out of here, Quatre," Yumi explained, "I can make them let you go. It would be so simple. After we're married, they can't even consider hurting you anymore."
There it was. Of course it wasn't true. She knew how wealthy Quatre was and how much wealthier he'd be in the future. Yumi was trying to get more money for herself than the others- she was trying to betray both Kei and Quatre's trust. This woman was something Quatre hadn't thought possible. She was even crueler than Kei.
"Leave me alone." He turned his back to her, cursing himself for believing her for even a second.
"My love?" Yumi questioned. "Is something wrong?"
"Go ahead and continue your torture," Quatre snapped, "But I'm not so gullible I'll let you worsen it. You'll have to think of a better plan if you want to use me."
"How dare you?" Yumi spat back, standing up to look Quatre in the eyes. "How could you think I would consider something so… so… barbaric!"
"Because I'm smart enough to see through your plan." Quatre replied. "You're a great actress. I just wish you'd use it to pursue a better career."
It seemed Yumi had recognized that she had failed in her first attempt. She looked around for a moment before trying again. "Quatre, my looove." Pulling him into her arms, she kissed his cheek. "I would never hurt you. I DO love you. I love you for your kindness. For your gentleness and strength. I LOVE you."
Slowly, Quatre pushed her away. "No, you don't. I don't really think you're capable of love."
In less than a second, Yumi's eyes had narrowed from their gentle lovingness. She glared at Quatre fiercely and smiled. "Oh- I do love you, boy. I love you for your riches. For your handsome youth. I love you for the fact that you're here at the right time for me. Don't you see? We're perfect for each other! I love you for what you are without trying!"
"That's not love," Quatre retorted, "That's coincidence, lust, and greed."
"Isn't that enough?" She asked. "Don't you understand what you'd get out of the deal? You could leave this ship with your life! It's a good trade! Don't you know what you're sister said in her diary? She said, "I'd die for Quatre. He's so kind and gentle. His only wish is to make others happy" well guess what? I'm not happy!"
With that said, she slapped Quatre across his face. Much like Kei had hit her. Maybe Kei wasn't as cruel as he had thought. "Now you sure as hell are going to marry me! Because if you don't, I'm going to kill you. Oh, not me directly, but Kei will. You've managed to piss him off to the point of murder. He's been wanting to kill you so bad that he can't even manage to see you anymore for fear he'll actually do it."
"They said they were going to kill you!"
He remembered what Suki had said. Yumi was lying again. Why would Kei keep himself from killing Quatre? They were already planning on killing him anyway.
Unless of course, he accepted Yumi's offer.
It was probably the smart thing to do, he could always get a divorce. But then again, this woman was crazy. She'd probably kill him then anyway. And Quatre would rather die than be married to this demoniacal monster, even if it was for only a few days.
'I'm sorry, my friends.' He said to the other pilots, knowing they would never hear him.
"Then let him get it over with." Quatre replied, quietly, "I won't let you use me."
"DAMN YOU!" Yumi threw her fist into Quatre's nose faster than he could blink. "I'll see you in Hell!" She stormed out of the cell and locked it behind her.
Blood dripped from Quatre's nose. It could be broken, but if it was it couldn't be that severe. At least she hadn't smashed it back into his head, into his brain. That would have killed him.
'You're going to die anyway,' He reminded himself, 'What does it matter if you die sooner than later?'
He touched his nose lightly a few times and came to the conclusion that it wasn't broken. It had been a strong punch, but not strong enough, and poorly aimed.
'Well,' Quatre thought sadly, 'You've just sentenced yourself to a worse degree of hell. Congratulations.'
Even his thoughts were getting sarcastic.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Somewhere
"How much longer?"
"Soon."
"How soon?"
"A few hours. Maybe five."
"That's not good enough."
"It will have to be."
"Damn it."
"Our father who art in heav-"
"Are you praying?"
"Do you have a better idea?"
* * * * * * * * * * * *
On the "Lost Hunter"
"Get up." Kei's voice said, pulling Quatre to his feet. He dropped Quatre back to the floor when he saw the blood on his face. "What the hell did she do to you?" He demanded.
Quatre looked up at Kei, groggily. His eyes didn't seem to have the ability to focus. It was harder to breathe. Then again, it always got harder to breathe. Every second, every day.
"Come on," Kei helped Quatre up, and held his arm to stabilize him, "It's your lucky day. Yumi's decided it's her turn to play with you."
Slowly, Quatre was dragged along the hallway. If he closed his eyes it almost felt like one of his friends was helping him along. Maybe Trowa was helping him after getting hurt in battle? If only he could keep his eyes closed forever.
"Don't fall asleep!" Kei yelled in Quatre's ear.
His eyes shot open and he looked in shot at what was in front of him. A cockpit? Why was he being put in a cockpit? Were they sending him home? No, that wasn't going to happen. Were they planning on sending him out and shooting him down? Whatever they had in mind, it certainly wasn't good.
"Get in." Kei ordered.
None of Kei's usual sadism seemed to show today in his attitude. Quatre had beaten Kei at his own game and Kei wouldn't forget. Of course, that wasn't really a good thing. Kei wouldn't forget, and he's get his revenge.
Quatre stepped into the cockpit and sat down. The controls were very simplistic. An older model, perhaps an old Gemini? What was the point of putting him in a mobile suit?
Yumi's face popped up on the screen. "Are you hurting Quatre?" She didn't look angry anymore, just pleased. Pleased in a kind of 'I'm going to kick your ass and get my revenge' sort of way.
Best not to give any smart remarks. Sometimes, it was best just to say the truth. "Yes." He replied.
"Not nearly enough," She grinned at him, "Here's what's going to happen, love. You're going to die. But I'm not going to let you die easily. You see these are mobile suits. We're going to battle. You see, I used to be a pilot for OZ. A long time ago, even before this war, when we didn't really have much of a need for soldiers. I was a good pilot, Quatre. One of the best. We're going to battle to the death, and I'm going to win."
The realization of what was actually going to take place came as a wave of relief. Nitki didn't know about him being a pilot, and so they didn't. They thought he was some rich kid who didn't even know what a mobile suit was. Ignorant on their part. She thought she would have a huge advantage, and she would because he was hurt and tired. But Quatre had the greater advantage.
Quatre was a Gundam pilot, one of the best pilots there were. He had trained years to pilot mobile suits. The Gemini might be an older model, but that just made it easier to pilot.
'You've made a mistake, Yumi,' Quatre smiled inwardly, 'You've underestimated your opponent. Stupid. Any good soldier knows never to assume your enemies skill before first seeing it in battle. This will be your last mistake, and your worst one.'
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Two mobile suits on screen!"
"What?"
"Are we too late?"
"No, if he's in a mobile suit he's as safe as if he was with us."
"How much longer?"
"Not long."
"Can't you give me a straight answer?"
"Shut up, you have a job to do?"
"What?"
"Start praying. For all of us."
End Chapter
Hm… at first I almost had Quatre's nose be broken ^^* That was quite a battle.
Authoress Kattie: I think Quatre's nose will be broken
Quatre-loving Kattie: GAH! Don't ruin my loves' face!
Authoress Kattie: But… but… it would be good visualization ^^*
Quatre-loving Kattie: No! You'd ruin his face forever! Don't mutilate my love just for the sake of visualizing your cruel torture session.
Wise-Kattie: No one would like you if you broke Quatre's nose.
Authoress Kattie: flinches okay okay I won't break his nose!
coughs Maybe it was a tad different considering I only thought about it for about a second ^^* But… y'know ^^
Please review! Reviews= inspiration= more chapters! Only three more to go! And only Kattie knows what's going to happen… And maybe Melara because I hinted… ^^* Coughs okay Kattie's bad at keeping secrets ^^* Will you forgive me?
Last Note: Well- I actually barely ever edit my ficcies because it makes me really bored. I update and edit later ^^*. So if you see a typo I'd appreciate if you'd tell me so I don't have to look through it myself. ^^**** That sounded really egotistical. bows Gomen gomen!