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AN: Hey there, thanks for reviewing...if you have -_-;; I really appreciate it! ^_^ Um, the chapters vary in size but might become progressively shorter due to not enough time to type a 6-10 page chapter EVERY time! *sigh* I'm trying my best to keep up but.erm. Please enjoy anyway!
Decided (Chapter 4)
Relena still hadn't come from her room and it was almost twenty past noon. Nobody went to check on her, probably afraid that she might be a different person. Heero hadn't been around lately but I knew he was still coming in and out. He was on his 'mission', or so I had dubbed it. Maybe this wasn't Relena; maybe she was abducted by aliens for scientific research or something then brought back down. Somebody slap me I'm going crazy.
I was raiding the refrigerator, finding a cup of pudding, when I heard the front door open and a feminine voice echoing down the hall. Then, a man's voice. Both sounding strangely familiar. Taking a large spoonful of pudding and gulping it down, I poked my head out of the kitchen doorway. I saw Relena with.Blackie?
Then I remembered.
"Relena!" I shouted to her. "How the hell did you get out without us noticing?"
"Easy," she called back, "You were all asleep."
I should've banged my head against the wall but I just smiled.
"Hey man," Blackie acknowledged, "What's going down?"
For some reason he seemed more...er, um, well, refined than before. He wore a black tank top that looked fairly new (maybe he stole it), and a pair of jeans that had a few rips on the knees but remained mostly unscathed.
"This is the guy I was telling you about." Relena explained.
"Where'd you meet him?" I queried. She just shrugged and hung the jacket that was in her hands, up.
"Well, we're going to go up to my room for a while."
Uh oh, that could spell trouble.
I guess Relena saw my eye twitch because she smiled, saying, "Don't worry, it's not like that."
No other words sounded sweeter, not that I wanted her for my own, it's just that Heero could and would murder anyone who threatened his territory.
Both of them disappeared after she winked at me. Relena didn't seem like one to act like this. It was too informal and way too.schoolgirl.ish?
"Duo?"
I think I jumped about five feet into the air. I turned around, my system still in shock to see Hilde right behind me. She had a LARGE grin plastered on her face
"What are you doing?" she made her way towards me, taking a sip of the liquid that she held in her hand.
"I just saw Relena." Hilde frowned. She still didn't trust Relena after that incident even though Relena proclaimed her innocence by being innocent.
"Oh, well," Hilde stretched for words that wouldn't exactly hurt Relena if she were to accidentally hear. "She's changed since I saw her on Libra and." she stopped, not managing to press on. She bowed her head, gnawing on her lip.
"People do change." I tried to sound reassuring.
"Yes, but not that drastically." She looked up at me with shining eyes. I didn't want to argue, just get the point out. I thought of Heero.
"Yes they can." She heard the seriousness in my raw voice and she knew that I wasn't going to just agree. Nodding she held out both arms. I walked into them, holding her tightly against my chest, loving the warmth she emanated. But it wasn't just that, it was also the fact that I knew that she would be there for me as I would for her. That was something special.
"Duo?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
My eyes widened considerably. She'd never actually told me before. I felt my stomach flutter and a ray of happiness dance across my eyelids.
"I love you too, Hilde."
Her hands clutched into the material of my shirt, crying now apparent.
"Shh," I quieted her.
"I.I." she stuttered, "I just love you so much." My smile was that of content, not that I wouldn't have taken the chance to smile like a complete idiot, it's just that it felt that this moment was special, and serious.
"I guess I won't be getting that pudding." I heard Quatre's voice behind us, I could tell he was smirking.
"I ate the last one," I said, not pulling away despite the half-eaten pudding in my hand.
"Very well then." Quatre shook his head with a meek smile and walked out leaving us by our lonesome again. Such peace and serenity that blanketed us.
"Holy-" There was pounding on the stairs as though somebody was flying down them, actually, two somebodys to be exact. It was Blackie and Relena. I don't know what their hurry was but I was.never mind, I know now.
Another man came running down the stairs, his facial features were nondescript. He held a 6 mm hand gun in his left hand as he dashed after them with amazing speed and agility.
"Blackie!" Relena had turned her head a little to see the man pointing straight at Blackie. Blackie's eyes were smiling, almost as if he loved this danger. He lived for it. No, he lived for death. I could tell by the wild fierceness in his deep dark brown eyes.
Somewhere along the time where they flew out the door with Mr. Unknown chasing after them, I had stepped protectively in front of Hilde. Just in case, you know?
After the sudden chaos, all was quiet. Hilde was breathing loudly, a hand clutched to her chest. I knew that I should've gone after them, but didn't want to leave Hilde behind. She's a strong woman, but there were times when she couldn't stand trying to live up to expectations she'd made for herself.
Bang. I heard if from wherever it was, the echo of the shot convinced me that it was a fairly long distance away. I realized, as I should've sooner, that that bullet could be in Relena, lodged somewhere deep in her chest. She could be lying in a pool of her own blood, eyes glazed over with death.
After quickly kissing Hilde and handing her the pudding, I ran. I tell you, it was as fast as I've ever ran since the war, and that was a pretty long time ago. I kept running, not blindly, just cluelessly. There's a difference.
I heard another shot ring out. It was beyond the garden and near the forest. It's a funny thing they'd run into a garden. I can just see them skipping through reciting in a sing song voice: Frolicking through the flowers, getting shot at by some man, frolicking through the flowers..la la la! Or not.
"You stay away from her!" I heard Blackie's gruff voice shout. There was a trademark sinister laugh that all evil/deranged people have.
I made my way into the forest, not really watching my step.
"Who are you?" Mr. Unknown snapped I think in my direction. Before I could say anything at all, I tripped over a log. A bullet whizzed over my head.
Thank you, log.
I rolled over and sprang to my feet, taking cover from the nearest tree. I pressed my back up against it, which wasn't the smartest thing because 1.) There were ants all over it and 2.) Some of my hair became stuck in the sap.
After 'ungluing' the back of my head from the tree I cursed myself for not having a gun with me. But how was I supposed to know that on this particular day some insane man would come to this particular mansion and try to kill someone? I brushed some bits of dead leaves off me and pulled a twig from my hair as I tuned into the conversation Mr. Unknown and Relena were having.
Phew, she was still alive. If Heero were here and saw me just listening he would kill me. Heero would kill me even if I weren't here. But that's beside the point.
Hey, where was Heero? Come to think of it, I hadn't seen him this morning at all. Shouldn't he be here protecting her? But then again, sometimes he was just as bitchy as a woman having hotflashes. Oh well, I guess I was on my own this time.
"What do you want?" Relena's tone was uncharacteristically icy.
"Your death." Mr. Unknown sneered. I heard the safety on someone's gun be removed.
"Why? Who sent you?" Her words remained solid and unwavering despite the circumstances.
"Why should I answer to you?" I could sense the smirk in his lips, his beady eyes daring her to shoot.
I looked up at the blue sky, branches interfering mildly, which made a cheerful ambience that contradicted the current situation. What a beautiful day to die..
At this point in time, it was clear that Relena was glaring at him in a weak substitution for words. She was only intimidating when her political influence was at hand, but that wasn't the case right now.
"You're going to die anyway, so I guess I'll be generous."
What a pompous jerk.
"I did this on my own accord, just to tell you." He held an unbridled arrogance that annoyed me.
"You must be Oswald." Relena muttered gravely.
"Your presumption is correct."
At this time I thought it safer to peek out from behind the tree. Maybe he had forgotten about, that would be a nice relief. A small, minute relief, but still one at that. I slowly edged over to the point where I saw Relena and Blackie. Blackie was standing a couple feet behind her, dark crimson blood running down his arm.
Better him than her. Suddenly, I felt guilty for thinking that. Bad me.
So this guy was Harold Oswald of Pine Eves? Mr. Unknown finally had a name.
"You don't have to do this," Relena said, warming slightly; I think it was tactical, but Oswald wasn't falling for it. It was a trick he probably used and became accustomed to hearing, or noticing.
Relena's arms were trembling as she held the gun, though her eyes held an old fire that was fairly new to me. Her lips were pursed in a sour expression, as though she had just tasted something acerbic.
"You didn't have to become the brat who could only work off the ideals already formed by others, but you did."
Low blow.
"To promote is to work off not only your ideals, but the original ideals of others as well," Relena spat, narrowing her eyes.
"Enough chat, I believe I must claim what I came here for."
"What would that be?"
"Your life of course."
Relena's jaw slackened, eyes dull and un-empathetic.
"Of course, you could always surrender and we could repeat history again. Isn't life..ironic that way?"
Nobody would be stupid enough to try and pull that one again. The Preventers were and currently are working their asses off to make damn sure that that would not occur EVER again.
"You wouldn't. Your plan is unorganized and crippled." Relena tightened her finger around the trigger of her gun.
"I guess you can see for yourself how crippled it is."
Her finger pressed a little harder.
No Relena, don't do that. It's not practical.
As if hearing me, she lowered her gun as well as her head and defeatedly shot a glance at a very disappointed Blackie. She let her gun drop with a muted thump against the thick layer of dead foliage.
"And the Vice Foreign Minister is once again taken as a symbol of power. Or maybe other plans will be bestowed upon her. We'll see. I'm surprised that you acquiesced so soon. Lucky me." Oh, he sounded so sincere.
I heard her light footsteps as she made her way towards Oswald.
In a desperate attempt to save Relena, Blackie, in reckless abandon, dove for the gun in which Relena had dropped. A bullet grazed the fine hair on Oswald's head.
"Ah, ah, ah!" Oswald admonished in a false motherly tone. "You mustn't even dare to try and kill me! R.B.!"
"Yes sir?" R.B. stepped out from the shadows of the trees. Nobody had even noticed, we were all caught in the moment. I gaped, Blackie gaped, Relena looked like she was about to cry.
"Your job is to kill this man."
"But he's my friend, ya know? I can't kill 'em."
"I'm not paying you for nothing."
R.B. withdrew a gun of his own and stepped directly in front of Blackie, who still aimed his gun in the direction of Oswald.
"Do IT!" Oswald screamed, a little spittle flying from his mouth.
"I..I, can't. We be brothas." R.B. put his gun away and gazed at his wounded friend who was determined to get at Oswald no matter what.
"If you won't, I will!" Oswald spun around, gun in hand, and fired off a couple rounds. But R.B. had known it was coming so he stepped fully in front of his best friend and took it. He face wrenched in agony, but by the time the second shot had ripped through him, he was falling, a peaceful calm on his face.
"R.B.!" Blackie, horrified, threw the gun in my direction and sprinted to his friend's aid. It was already too late. "You can't be gone, man! Not after survivin this long, you can't."
No tears stained Blackie's face; he lamented only with internal pain and outward words, but no tears. His eyes were pits of black hate as he watched Oswald disappear with Relena.
I jumped out from my hiding spot, grabbed the gun, and was going to commence chasing after them when I remembered that Blackie was injured and was sitting next to the befallen and very dead body of his best friend. It turned to Blackie before I pursued.
"Go back to the mansion and get yourself cleaned up. Report all the incidents that have happened. All right?" I tried to sound firm and like I knew what I was doing/saying, but I could tell I was failing at that. He nodded, though he wasn't very good at covering up his abysmal confusion.
I sighed and began my journey to wherever.
I followed them through the forest, Relena was submissive the whole way. Occasionally, they would stop, Oswald looking at a piece of paper crumpled up in the back pocket of his jeans. I stayed a fair distance away, just to make sure that if I fell over a log again, I wouldn't be heard.
I swear it had been a couple hours since we left. Oswald tugged at Relena's hand, hard. She stumbled a little and frowned. But then her eyes widened. I wondered what it was.
"We're almost there." I heard him say.
I heard the familiar rumble of a car; we must've been near a road. They crossed it and entered another batch of forest. It was never-ending I tell you.
I lost them out of sight a few moments later.
"Man, why am I doing this again?" I asked myself. The wind answered with a bitter tug.
'Snap'.
A twig somewhere behind me had been crunched. I turned slowly, cautiously.
Was someone following me?
"Duo."
A hand tapped me on the back. A yelp was caught in the back of my throat, a white fear lacing my thoughts. Adrenaline surged, my heart pounding in my chest, wildly. I turned fully around, regretting the fact that I didn't have a gun with me..
AN: Interesting place to leave off a fic, ne? Um, I might not change the POV's like I had mentioned earlier and I have been working on multiple fics and maintaining my life, so this might be the last chapter for a while, GOMEN! -_- Well, for those of you who are reading this fic, I will TRY so hard to finish it, kay? Thanks for the reviews and PLEASE review. I'd appreciate it! THANKS! ^_^
AN: Hey there, thanks for reviewing...if you have -_-;; I really appreciate it! ^_^ Um, the chapters vary in size but might become progressively shorter due to not enough time to type a 6-10 page chapter EVERY time! *sigh* I'm trying my best to keep up but.erm. Please enjoy anyway!
Decided (Chapter 4)
Relena still hadn't come from her room and it was almost twenty past noon. Nobody went to check on her, probably afraid that she might be a different person. Heero hadn't been around lately but I knew he was still coming in and out. He was on his 'mission', or so I had dubbed it. Maybe this wasn't Relena; maybe she was abducted by aliens for scientific research or something then brought back down. Somebody slap me I'm going crazy.
I was raiding the refrigerator, finding a cup of pudding, when I heard the front door open and a feminine voice echoing down the hall. Then, a man's voice. Both sounding strangely familiar. Taking a large spoonful of pudding and gulping it down, I poked my head out of the kitchen doorway. I saw Relena with.Blackie?
Then I remembered.
"Relena!" I shouted to her. "How the hell did you get out without us noticing?"
"Easy," she called back, "You were all asleep."
I should've banged my head against the wall but I just smiled.
"Hey man," Blackie acknowledged, "What's going down?"
For some reason he seemed more...er, um, well, refined than before. He wore a black tank top that looked fairly new (maybe he stole it), and a pair of jeans that had a few rips on the knees but remained mostly unscathed.
"This is the guy I was telling you about." Relena explained.
"Where'd you meet him?" I queried. She just shrugged and hung the jacket that was in her hands, up.
"Well, we're going to go up to my room for a while."
Uh oh, that could spell trouble.
I guess Relena saw my eye twitch because she smiled, saying, "Don't worry, it's not like that."
No other words sounded sweeter, not that I wanted her for my own, it's just that Heero could and would murder anyone who threatened his territory.
Both of them disappeared after she winked at me. Relena didn't seem like one to act like this. It was too informal and way too.schoolgirl.ish?
"Duo?"
I think I jumped about five feet into the air. I turned around, my system still in shock to see Hilde right behind me. She had a LARGE grin plastered on her face
"What are you doing?" she made her way towards me, taking a sip of the liquid that she held in her hand.
"I just saw Relena." Hilde frowned. She still didn't trust Relena after that incident even though Relena proclaimed her innocence by being innocent.
"Oh, well," Hilde stretched for words that wouldn't exactly hurt Relena if she were to accidentally hear. "She's changed since I saw her on Libra and." she stopped, not managing to press on. She bowed her head, gnawing on her lip.
"People do change." I tried to sound reassuring.
"Yes, but not that drastically." She looked up at me with shining eyes. I didn't want to argue, just get the point out. I thought of Heero.
"Yes they can." She heard the seriousness in my raw voice and she knew that I wasn't going to just agree. Nodding she held out both arms. I walked into them, holding her tightly against my chest, loving the warmth she emanated. But it wasn't just that, it was also the fact that I knew that she would be there for me as I would for her. That was something special.
"Duo?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
My eyes widened considerably. She'd never actually told me before. I felt my stomach flutter and a ray of happiness dance across my eyelids.
"I love you too, Hilde."
Her hands clutched into the material of my shirt, crying now apparent.
"Shh," I quieted her.
"I.I." she stuttered, "I just love you so much." My smile was that of content, not that I wouldn't have taken the chance to smile like a complete idiot, it's just that it felt that this moment was special, and serious.
"I guess I won't be getting that pudding." I heard Quatre's voice behind us, I could tell he was smirking.
"I ate the last one," I said, not pulling away despite the half-eaten pudding in my hand.
"Very well then." Quatre shook his head with a meek smile and walked out leaving us by our lonesome again. Such peace and serenity that blanketed us.
"Holy-" There was pounding on the stairs as though somebody was flying down them, actually, two somebodys to be exact. It was Blackie and Relena. I don't know what their hurry was but I was.never mind, I know now.
Another man came running down the stairs, his facial features were nondescript. He held a 6 mm hand gun in his left hand as he dashed after them with amazing speed and agility.
"Blackie!" Relena had turned her head a little to see the man pointing straight at Blackie. Blackie's eyes were smiling, almost as if he loved this danger. He lived for it. No, he lived for death. I could tell by the wild fierceness in his deep dark brown eyes.
Somewhere along the time where they flew out the door with Mr. Unknown chasing after them, I had stepped protectively in front of Hilde. Just in case, you know?
After the sudden chaos, all was quiet. Hilde was breathing loudly, a hand clutched to her chest. I knew that I should've gone after them, but didn't want to leave Hilde behind. She's a strong woman, but there were times when she couldn't stand trying to live up to expectations she'd made for herself.
Bang. I heard if from wherever it was, the echo of the shot convinced me that it was a fairly long distance away. I realized, as I should've sooner, that that bullet could be in Relena, lodged somewhere deep in her chest. She could be lying in a pool of her own blood, eyes glazed over with death.
After quickly kissing Hilde and handing her the pudding, I ran. I tell you, it was as fast as I've ever ran since the war, and that was a pretty long time ago. I kept running, not blindly, just cluelessly. There's a difference.
I heard another shot ring out. It was beyond the garden and near the forest. It's a funny thing they'd run into a garden. I can just see them skipping through reciting in a sing song voice: Frolicking through the flowers, getting shot at by some man, frolicking through the flowers..la la la! Or not.
"You stay away from her!" I heard Blackie's gruff voice shout. There was a trademark sinister laugh that all evil/deranged people have.
I made my way into the forest, not really watching my step.
"Who are you?" Mr. Unknown snapped I think in my direction. Before I could say anything at all, I tripped over a log. A bullet whizzed over my head.
Thank you, log.
I rolled over and sprang to my feet, taking cover from the nearest tree. I pressed my back up against it, which wasn't the smartest thing because 1.) There were ants all over it and 2.) Some of my hair became stuck in the sap.
After 'ungluing' the back of my head from the tree I cursed myself for not having a gun with me. But how was I supposed to know that on this particular day some insane man would come to this particular mansion and try to kill someone? I brushed some bits of dead leaves off me and pulled a twig from my hair as I tuned into the conversation Mr. Unknown and Relena were having.
Phew, she was still alive. If Heero were here and saw me just listening he would kill me. Heero would kill me even if I weren't here. But that's beside the point.
Hey, where was Heero? Come to think of it, I hadn't seen him this morning at all. Shouldn't he be here protecting her? But then again, sometimes he was just as bitchy as a woman having hotflashes. Oh well, I guess I was on my own this time.
"What do you want?" Relena's tone was uncharacteristically icy.
"Your death." Mr. Unknown sneered. I heard the safety on someone's gun be removed.
"Why? Who sent you?" Her words remained solid and unwavering despite the circumstances.
"Why should I answer to you?" I could sense the smirk in his lips, his beady eyes daring her to shoot.
I looked up at the blue sky, branches interfering mildly, which made a cheerful ambience that contradicted the current situation. What a beautiful day to die..
At this point in time, it was clear that Relena was glaring at him in a weak substitution for words. She was only intimidating when her political influence was at hand, but that wasn't the case right now.
"You're going to die anyway, so I guess I'll be generous."
What a pompous jerk.
"I did this on my own accord, just to tell you." He held an unbridled arrogance that annoyed me.
"You must be Oswald." Relena muttered gravely.
"Your presumption is correct."
At this time I thought it safer to peek out from behind the tree. Maybe he had forgotten about, that would be a nice relief. A small, minute relief, but still one at that. I slowly edged over to the point where I saw Relena and Blackie. Blackie was standing a couple feet behind her, dark crimson blood running down his arm.
Better him than her. Suddenly, I felt guilty for thinking that. Bad me.
So this guy was Harold Oswald of Pine Eves? Mr. Unknown finally had a name.
"You don't have to do this," Relena said, warming slightly; I think it was tactical, but Oswald wasn't falling for it. It was a trick he probably used and became accustomed to hearing, or noticing.
Relena's arms were trembling as she held the gun, though her eyes held an old fire that was fairly new to me. Her lips were pursed in a sour expression, as though she had just tasted something acerbic.
"You didn't have to become the brat who could only work off the ideals already formed by others, but you did."
Low blow.
"To promote is to work off not only your ideals, but the original ideals of others as well," Relena spat, narrowing her eyes.
"Enough chat, I believe I must claim what I came here for."
"What would that be?"
"Your life of course."
Relena's jaw slackened, eyes dull and un-empathetic.
"Of course, you could always surrender and we could repeat history again. Isn't life..ironic that way?"
Nobody would be stupid enough to try and pull that one again. The Preventers were and currently are working their asses off to make damn sure that that would not occur EVER again.
"You wouldn't. Your plan is unorganized and crippled." Relena tightened her finger around the trigger of her gun.
"I guess you can see for yourself how crippled it is."
Her finger pressed a little harder.
No Relena, don't do that. It's not practical.
As if hearing me, she lowered her gun as well as her head and defeatedly shot a glance at a very disappointed Blackie. She let her gun drop with a muted thump against the thick layer of dead foliage.
"And the Vice Foreign Minister is once again taken as a symbol of power. Or maybe other plans will be bestowed upon her. We'll see. I'm surprised that you acquiesced so soon. Lucky me." Oh, he sounded so sincere.
I heard her light footsteps as she made her way towards Oswald.
In a desperate attempt to save Relena, Blackie, in reckless abandon, dove for the gun in which Relena had dropped. A bullet grazed the fine hair on Oswald's head.
"Ah, ah, ah!" Oswald admonished in a false motherly tone. "You mustn't even dare to try and kill me! R.B.!"
"Yes sir?" R.B. stepped out from the shadows of the trees. Nobody had even noticed, we were all caught in the moment. I gaped, Blackie gaped, Relena looked like she was about to cry.
"Your job is to kill this man."
"But he's my friend, ya know? I can't kill 'em."
"I'm not paying you for nothing."
R.B. withdrew a gun of his own and stepped directly in front of Blackie, who still aimed his gun in the direction of Oswald.
"Do IT!" Oswald screamed, a little spittle flying from his mouth.
"I..I, can't. We be brothas." R.B. put his gun away and gazed at his wounded friend who was determined to get at Oswald no matter what.
"If you won't, I will!" Oswald spun around, gun in hand, and fired off a couple rounds. But R.B. had known it was coming so he stepped fully in front of his best friend and took it. He face wrenched in agony, but by the time the second shot had ripped through him, he was falling, a peaceful calm on his face.
"R.B.!" Blackie, horrified, threw the gun in my direction and sprinted to his friend's aid. It was already too late. "You can't be gone, man! Not after survivin this long, you can't."
No tears stained Blackie's face; he lamented only with internal pain and outward words, but no tears. His eyes were pits of black hate as he watched Oswald disappear with Relena.
I jumped out from my hiding spot, grabbed the gun, and was going to commence chasing after them when I remembered that Blackie was injured and was sitting next to the befallen and very dead body of his best friend. It turned to Blackie before I pursued.
"Go back to the mansion and get yourself cleaned up. Report all the incidents that have happened. All right?" I tried to sound firm and like I knew what I was doing/saying, but I could tell I was failing at that. He nodded, though he wasn't very good at covering up his abysmal confusion.
I sighed and began my journey to wherever.
I followed them through the forest, Relena was submissive the whole way. Occasionally, they would stop, Oswald looking at a piece of paper crumpled up in the back pocket of his jeans. I stayed a fair distance away, just to make sure that if I fell over a log again, I wouldn't be heard.
I swear it had been a couple hours since we left. Oswald tugged at Relena's hand, hard. She stumbled a little and frowned. But then her eyes widened. I wondered what it was.
"We're almost there." I heard him say.
I heard the familiar rumble of a car; we must've been near a road. They crossed it and entered another batch of forest. It was never-ending I tell you.
I lost them out of sight a few moments later.
"Man, why am I doing this again?" I asked myself. The wind answered with a bitter tug.
'Snap'.
A twig somewhere behind me had been crunched. I turned slowly, cautiously.
Was someone following me?
"Duo."
A hand tapped me on the back. A yelp was caught in the back of my throat, a white fear lacing my thoughts. Adrenaline surged, my heart pounding in my chest, wildly. I turned fully around, regretting the fact that I didn't have a gun with me..
AN: Interesting place to leave off a fic, ne? Um, I might not change the POV's like I had mentioned earlier and I have been working on multiple fics and maintaining my life, so this might be the last chapter for a while, GOMEN! -_- Well, for those of you who are reading this fic, I will TRY so hard to finish it, kay? Thanks for the reviews and PLEASE review. I'd appreciate it! THANKS! ^_^
