Flamer: You suck!
EMP: Oh yeah? Well if I suck so much, HOW COME I GOT OVER 200 REVIEWS?!?
Flamer: Because there is an author war going on in your reviews.
EMP: ... Yeah, well you smell bad.
Flamer: WAAAAAHHH!
EMP: ACK! I'M SORRY!
Flamer: *cough* sucker *cough*
EMP: *boots flamer to Kingdom Come* AND TAKE YOUR COCONUTS TOO!!! *turns back to readers*
Audience: *crickets*
EMP: Aw man, I scared them all away...
*the author would like to note at this time that the above note was written at at time when she had little sleep and much sugar. She is not always this weird*

I am so sorry for the long wait! With all the work and stress from my first year of high school (homework, extra curricular activities, etc.), my work at home (I have to help my mom out a lot with housework) and long periods with a lack of inspiration (not to mention the usual teenage periods of depression) this took about 7 months longer than it was suppose to. =P Sure, I could have sat down and thrown something together and posted it, but it would have sucked. I also realized that my writing is pretty bad; after doing tons of english assignments and then going back and looking at some of my early fanfiction work, I was kinda depressed at how bad it was. My writing skills have hopefully improved somewhat. As I get older, I also notice writing style of other fanfics, and I realize that as you all are almost a year older (if you were reading this when the last chapter came out) your view of good writing has matured and this story will seem more childishly written. I went back and read a fic that I thought was a masterpiece two years ago, and realized that the number of grammar and spelling errors made it a lot less appealing, and also that the plot was a lot weaker than I had previously thought. But hey, that's only natural as we get older, right? So in conclusion, very sorry for the horrendous wait, and I hope you still enjoy this fic.
Important Info: I never said Trunks was dead. I don't know why Takari4ever is telling me that I killed him, but I didn't. Just to clear that up.

I am now going to respond to some flames that I have received. You can skip this if you want, but it may provide some entertainment.

Sakura Princess— erm... if I'm an asshole, why do you want to read my story?

Takari4ever— First you tell me that I killed Trunks (news to me...) and then you want me to tell you if he's alive or not. Then the next day you review again and ask where he is. That is a little contradictory, but you got you got your wish; I told you that he was alive. As for 17 being nice,
1. He's not all that nice.
2. I clearly said that this was an alternate universe, so his character may be slightly different.
Then the next day you leave yet another review and tell me that Trunks is dead again. I never said that Trunks is dead. I also never promised that he would be in this fic as you claim I did, and I even said specifically that he MAY be in it or he MAY NOT be in it. One last thing: in all three reviews you called me a bastard. My parents were happily married when I was conceived, thank you very much.

ssjphoenix— ignoring the fact that there is no SSJ 7, you insult me but don't tell me what's wrong with my story or give me any evidence of my being, as you say, a 'fucking moron'. Your comment about how I may be learning something if I wasn't using a mac is so ridiculous and illogical that it discredits your other comments. I also think that the Japanese are more intelligent than you give them credit for; they wouldn't bomb pearl harbor just because one person out of millions of people is writing a story that isn't written well.
Let's see... in your second comment you say that BabySerenity has no point to what she says. I'm sorry, did YOU have a point? Your point seemed to be that you wanted to insult me. And when LizBethy was talking about Author's notes, she was referring to Takari4ever, not you. But actually, LizBethy told you that already.


As to the author war going on in my reviews, that's fine with me. I haven't actually finished reading it yet, so I'll have to go back and read the rest. ^_^ Special thanks to LizBethy, Cordelia, and BabySerenity for sticking up for me!!!


CHAPTER 10


Two hours. Two long, boring, terrifying hours. Two hours of having the breath knocked out of her by the force of the wind. Two hours of being held by her worst enemy. Two hours of visualizing his smug expression which she did not dare see for herself. Two hours of pure hell.
"Enjoy the ride?" 17 asked as he set her down on an empty road.
"I hate you," Serena growled, finally voicing what she had been thinking over and over again... for the past two hours.... the past two long, horrible—
She quickly cut off her train of thought, trying to rid herself of the memory. As much as she tried, the feeling of dread at the trip back made it hard for her to think of anything else. Heights were ok. Speed was ok. Extreme speed mixed with extreme heights— that wasn't too good. Add the fact that her life depended on her worst enemy not dropping her— that was bad. Very very bad.
"Now what?" Serena asked.
"Now we get a car," 17 told her. Serena sighed. 'This is not a good thing.'

17 had landed close to a town. They walked, since Serena refused to fly anymore until they had to.
"So what are you going to do? Steal one?" Serena asked.
"That's the plan."
"How are you going to get in, break a window? I think it will be a little obvious if we're driving around with a smashed window."
"It's summer, so windows might be rolled down. We can look around, and if we can't find something that's convenient, then we can get it another way. Though it would be easier just to kill everyone in the city, get what we need, steal a car if we can't find fish here—"
"Not a chance," Serena interrupted. 17 raised an eyebrow at her.
"What makes you think you have a say in it?"
"Use common sense, idiot. Now that you and 18 have made yourselves known, the parts of the world you haven't destroyed will have been getting ready to defend themselves."
"They won't be able to stop me," 17 said.
"Maybe not, but we won't get anywhere if our car blows up, and I can be killed by their weapons. And at least for this, you need me. You don't know the first thing about fish." Serena knew that that wasn't entirely true; she had told 17 about pet stores. But he had never seemed to want to kill her before, and she was hoping he still felt that way. She would never be able to help her friends if she was dead.
"Good reason," 17 agreed. "Though I wasn't going to do it anyway. I just said it would be easier." Serena clenched her teeth and silently counted to ten. 'Stupid... idiotic... moron...' After awhile she ran out of names. She knew she was letting him get to her, but she was not having a good day.


An hour later, they were on the road again. Much to Serena's relief, they had found an unlocked car right away, and were able to get going without the country's armed forces trying to kill them. Quite a good accomplishment, she thought. A phone book had been easily found in a nearby phone booth, but it had nothing on pet stores.
"Pest Control... Pharmacies... Physicians... Poison control... Police... Political Organizations... Priests... no pet stores," Serena read as 17 drove. She sighed. "Also notice there are no things for painting, printing, photography, party planning or stores, planting,... nothing except necessities, it seems. I don't think we're going to find tropical fish anywhere."
"Did you try under fish?" 17 suggested.
"Farming, financial aid, and food. Just out of curiosity, how many states did you basically destroy entirely?" Serena asked.
"Not a lot. Just one or two or twenty," he said. Serena stared at him. Then she threw her hands into the air.
"That's it. I give up. We'd probably have to go to a coral reef to find tropical fish!"
"Sounds good to me," 17 said.
"What?!?!?" But 17 had already stopped the car. "No no no no, wait," Serena said frantically. "Can't we just try one more city? This was only one! Let's try one more before we go flying off to the Bahamas or wherever. I do NOT want to do more flying than I want to!"
17 shrugged. "Suit yourself."
Later, Serena was kicking herself for showing him her fear. She had sworn never to show weakness, and now she had.
'Why did I ever mention fish to 18? I was JOKING, and I was TIRED and I didn't think I would be dragged all over the world to find some stupid fish,' she thought.
'Man, a few months ago I was living on the streets, fighting droids and sleeping in rubble. I never would have thought that I would be riding around America in a stolen car with one of the androids, my worst enemies.' She took a moment to reflect on her thoughts. 'I hate my life,' she concluded.

It took around a half-hour to reach the next city. The first few buildings seemed normal, though a little rundown. But as they came into the main part of the city, it became apparent that it had been abandoned. There were a few people on the streets, but other than that, there wasn't a thing moving. There wasn't the destruction Serena would have expected; no buildings had been destroyed, and no rubble littered the streets. It seemed odd to her that people would just leave.
"Stop for a minute, I want to look around," Serena said. 17 pulled over by the side of the road and Serena stepped out of the car.
"I don't think you'll find anything here," he said.
"I know, I just want to look," she replied.
The streets were deserted. There was an eery quiet that seemed out of place; there were no car horns or sounds of traffic, no noise of people coming in and out of buildings. Serena walked towards one building. The doors were unlocked, but it seemed as if the building had been empty for several days at the least. Still looking for any sign of life, or a clue as to the disappearance of it, she noticed that there weren't even any stray animals on the streets.
"What are you looking for?" Serena was startled by the sound of 17's voice; she hadn't heard him approach.
"I don't know..." she said softly. There was something wrong with the whole scene, and her mind struggled to comprehend the mystery. She turned as she heard a sound across the street. It came from a run down building, something that might have been a small store at some time. The windows were boarded shut, but the door was open. She made her way over cautiously. 17 stayed by the car and watched her.
It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the lack of light in the building. Looking around, she saw bundles of rags and trash, but nothing else. A cough alerted her to the presence of another. Turning towards the direction of the sound, she realized that one of the bundles of cloth contained a person. She slowly moved closer and saw that it was a woman. She was middle aged, and looked feverish. She looked at Serena listlessly as she (Serena) knelt down.
Immediately Serena could see that the woman was dying. Her eyes will glazed and haunted, her face ashen, her limbs weak and trembling slightly. Serena felt her eyes fill with tears as she realized she could do nothing to help the woman. The woman looked so frail and worn. The woman's lips moved slightly, and Serena realized that she was trying to talk.
"You must leave this place," the woman said, her voice barely a whisper. Serena sat mutely, not knowing what to say. The woman lifted a thin, bony hand and took into it one of Serena's strong ones. "Live," the woman told her. Serena could see from her eyes that she was delirious. "Live."
Serena nodded, a knot in her throat preventing her from speaking. The woman lowered her hand, a look of relief on her face, as if Serena's nod had reassured her. She closed her eyes and Serena stood. She knew the woman would be dead within minutes, if not seconds. "Sleep, mother," she whispered. She made her way out of the building.
17 gave her a questioning look, but she ignored him. For some reason, he seemed to have decided to leave her alone. Serena got in the car and stared out the window. There was a hollow feeling in her chest, and she fought back tears. Death wasn't something new to her, but after not seeing the horrors of it for so long, seeing it again had a much larger impact on her. 'She will be at peace, now,' she thought.

Moments after the car had left, a slight wind picked up. Part of a newspaper, dated for the week before, was blown across the sidewalk. The headline read 'Plague Epidemic '.

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The trip was spent in silence for the next hour. After reaching another town, Serena checked the phonebook to find that her suspicions had been correct; no pet stores. Leaving the car by the side of the highway, they flew south towards the Caribbean. Serena's mind was far from fish. Though she tried to forget it, the mystery of the ghost town nagged at her. And her encounter with the woman was a painful reminder of Serena's own life. The only semi-good thing was that the her thoughts were a distraction from flying, and she hadn't resisted in the least when they were about to leave.
A wave of fatigue suddenly hit her. Her emotion drain from the first flight along with her lack of sleep from the night before were catching up to her. She closed her eyes and fell into a mercifully dreamless sleep.

17 glanced down to see that Serena had fallen asleep. Her head rested against his shoulder, one hand lightly grasping the front of his shirt. He knew something had bothered her back in the town, and that she had met someone in the abandoned building. He hadn't asked questions, seeing that she was upset. The trip had been more trouble than he had thought. He had agreed to go mostly because he wanted to get out and thought it would be interesting to take Serena. Otherwise he probably wouldn't have gone. 18 could convince him to do some things, but they both knew that 17 wouldn't have done this without a reason. Getting fish, of all things; he should never have agreed to go, he thought. It was stupid and useless and wasn't worth the trouble. Though it had been fun before they had entered that ghost town. He made a mental note to have a better plan next time they went out.
He sped up, wanting to get the trip over with. Had Serena been awake he wouldn't have gone so fast, but since she was asleep, he didn't have to worry about her being anxious. He had created a barrier of power in front of her when they were going to America so that they could fly faster without her feeling a difference. That was how they had gotten there so fast. He created a similar barrier now so she wouldn't be awakened from the force of the wind.

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17 landed on the beach and lay Serena on the sand. He shook her gently to wake her. She muttered something incoherent, batted his hand away, and rolled over. He grinned at her reaction and shook her harder, making sure to erase the smile from his face before she saw it. Her eyes opened slowly and she sat up groggily. She yawned and looked around, blinking as her eyes slowly adjusted to the sunlight. Her eyes widened as she looked in awe at the scene that lay before her.
The ocean sparkled brilliantly in the sunlight, shining blue and green. Small waves lapped against the sand, creating a soothing sound. The leaves of the palm trees swayed tranquilly in the soft wind, and sea birds flew over head and roamed the shore. Never had Serena felt such a feeling of peace.
'I never would have thought a place so beautiful still existed in this world...' she thought. She moved towards the water, her feet taking a life of their own. She walked up to her ankles in the surf, entranced with the waves lapping against her feet. She had never seen an ocean before, at least that she could remember.
17 watched as she took in her surroundings, curious of her apparent joy and wonder. From what he saw, there wasn't anything all that exciting. But she seemed to view it as an amazing and wondrous sight. He suddenly wondered if he would feel the same if he was still human.
'Where did that come from?' he thought. 'I've never wondered what my I would be or feel if I were human before.' He dismissed the thought, deciding that it was of no importance and was probably just new thoughts that occurred after studying Serena's actions and traits.

Serena peered into the coral reef below her. She was perched on a rock jutting a few inches over the water. She watched as tropical fish danced around the coral. Juuanagou leaned down to look over her shoulder.
"Alright, we'll catch one and put it in, shrink it, resize it, and see if its still alive," he said.
"Don't do that! You might kill it!" Serena protested.
"Its just s fish. Besides, would you like to lug a heavy tank all the way back and then find out we could have kept them in a capsule?"
Serena sighed. "Fine, go ahead."
17 plunged his hand into the water and pulled it out so fast that Serena could hardly see the movement. 17 now held a fish, which he dropped into the tank. He was about to shrink it when Serena stopped him.
"It needs water, dolt."
17 mentally slapped himself for forgetting. He and Serena scooped water into the tank with their hands When there was enough, he shrunk the tank into a capsule. He pressed the button to release the tank. The water was still there, and so was the fish— in a compressed cube. Serena winced, turning slightly green, and 17 growled.
"We'll have to use something else," he said.
"Do you have something else?" Serena asked hopefully.
"No. We'll have to go get something."
Serena groaned. "Not more flying. I just want to get the fish and leave." 17 thought for a moment.
"Fine. You stay here, and I'll go get something to use," he said. Serena looked up at him in surprise.
"You mean you're willing to leave me here alone?" She asked. 17 looked her in the eye.
"If you try to get away, I will follow you. And I will find you," he said seriously. She nodded, knowing that she wouldn't have much of a chance of escape. Even if she had a chance, she wouldn't take it. She wouldn't leave her friends. 17 smirked. "Besides, we're on an island," he said before talking off. Serena looked around. The was a forest behind her, but she supposed that it might not go very far. She sighed and settled down to wait in the shade of a palm tree.


When 17 returned, Serena had fallen asleep again. He watched her for a few moments before he realized what he was doing and went to get the fish. He refused to become weak over a mere human. Sure he knew it was only lust, but he couldn't let it affect him so much that she was a distraction. He'd have her soon enough anyway.
Filling the stolen transporter compartment with water and several fish, he sent them back to 18. He had contacted her with the vid-phone that had belonged to the same person he had taken the transporter from. The guy wouldn't be needing it now anyway.
After waiting a few minutes to be sure that 18 had gotten the first load, he filled the compartment up again. Repeating the process several times, he decided that it was a waste of time and 18 didn't need more than 10 fish. He was not in a very obliging mood towards his sister at the moment. She had made him get some weird stuff, but this was really ridiculous. Leaving the transporter on the beach, he went over to get Serena.
'It's better she's asleep,' he thought as he picked her up. They would get back faster, and she wouldn't have to be terrified for the next few hours.
'Though I'll miss her clinging to me,' he thought ruefully.


A few hours later, he landed beside the 'base'. There was a sort of hangar where he kept his cars. 18 loved to tease him about his love for cars, but usually refrained from comments so as not to be criticized for her fashion craze.
He entered the hangar, careful of the girl in his arms. She had slept the whole time. He had been a bit surprised, but figured she didn't get much sleep. He looked down at her sleeping form. He frowned as he noticed that her face was a bit flushed, and stopped walking. He shifted her slightly so that one of his hands was free and felt her forehead. He pulled his hand back quickly when he felt how hot her forehead was.
'I may not know that much about humans, but that is DEFINITELY not 98.6.' He walked quickly through the hangar and entered the code for the door. It opened slowly, and he waited impatiently for the opening to be big enough for him to get through while carrying Serena. He considered blasting the door open, but the door opened before he had the chance. He started towards the personal medical room, walking so fast that a human would have to run to keep up. He called to 18 as he passed the room where she was lounging on pillows and going over outfit designs.
"What happened?" 18 asked, catching up to 17 when he reached their medical room. It was much smaller than the main medical room where slaves went, but the technology was more advanced. It had been built before the Androids had come, and they had had little use for it besides a few saiyan-inflicted injuries that couldn't be fixed by maintenance; most of their bodies were human, even though there minds were far more Android.
"How should I know?" 17 snapped. He put Serena on one of the medical tables. A medical droid hurried forward for orders. "Fine out what's wrong an fix it!" 17 ordered, practically yelling.
"Don't get so testy, humans get sick all the time, there are ways to treat it," 18 said.
"Sir..." the medical droid said a minute later.
"What?" 17 snapped.
"I cannot find the cause of her illness—"
17 growled and shot a ki blast at the droid, effectively demolishing it.
"17! What was that for?" 18 demanded.
"He's useless!"
"Fine then, YOU take her temperature, YOU record her symptoms, YOU find a sample of the virus cells, and YOU give all the information to a droid that will be sent out to go to the places you were today and see if it can find any records of new illnesses," 18 said.
17 blinked. "Uh..."
"Didn't think of that, did you? Now get a new droid!" 18 ordered. 17 went over to a control panel in the wall and pressed a button that would activate a new medical droid.
"Alright, it will be here in a few minutes. I'm sending for her friend, the blue-haired one. She knows about medicine," 17 said.
"Fine, just hurry up. I don't want her dying either. She's the only slave with a fashion sense that isn't so scared that she would say whatever she thinks I want to hear instead of what is better," 18 said.
"I thought you wanted slaves to say whatever you wanted to hear."
"Usually, but not in this case. Would you hurry up and get her friend?"

The door to the girls' room swung open. Ami and Mina jumped up from where they were sitting on the bed, and Raye and Lita stopped pacing the floors.
"17 wants the blue haired girl," he said.
"Where's Serena?" Lita demanded.
"I am not authorized to give you that information," the droid said.
"Listen, you rustbucket of—" Mina clapped her hands over Raye's mouth to prevent her from finishing the thought.
"We're coming too," Mina declared.
"Only the blue-haired one was sent for," the droid said.
"Did anyone say not to bring us too?" Lita asked.
After a moment of consideration, the droid told them that no one had told him this. Being the simplest model of droid (and therefore one that was not nearly as smart) he allowed all four of the girls to come.

The girls grew worried as they were lead towards the medical room. Their fears were confirmed when they saw Serena lying on a medical bed. They rushed over, nearly pushing the medical droid away.
"Why did you bring them all?" 18 snapped at the droid.
"I wasn't told not to," the droid said. The two androids stared at the droid, and then at the four girls fussing over Serena.
"We're going to have to start guarding them with smarter droids," 18 muttered.
"Alright, everyone BACK AWAY!" Ami yelled, startling everyone in the room. The usually quiet girl took a deep breath and went on more calmly. "I can't do anything while you are all in my way," she said more gently. The other three girls moved over to the wall.
"If you need any help, Ami," Mina started.
"Oh no, we're not letting you get NEAR her!" Lita exclaimed. Mina pouted.
"Man, you make one mistake..." she muttered. She smiled slightly to let the others know she was joking, but her concern for her friend made it a very weak smile. Raye put her arm around Mina and gave her a reassuring squeeze.
"Her temperature is 107 degrees," Ami said gravely. The medical droid was currently getting a sample of the infecting cells.
"Data analysis complete," it reported to the androids.
"Transfer the information to the spy droid outside," 18 ordered. 17 had already given the spy droid orders and a complete description of where they had gone.
"I need some help over here," Ami said. The three girls rushed over to help, but Ami shook her head. "I need someone who knows where everything is," she explained.
"I'll get another droid," 18 said. 17 stood silently in the corner of the room, watching what was going on with an indifferent look on his face.
The first medical droid returned, having finished transferring the data. Ami ordered it to get a medicine to help lower the fever as the other three girls returned dejectedly to their place by the wall. As soon as the new droid came in, it was ordered to get a cold, damp washcloth. The androids told the two medical droids to follow Ami's orders and watched as the girl took total command.
Serena's breathing became strained, and Mina started to panic. Ami told her if she couldn't calm down she would have to leave. Ami's face showed that she was under a lot of stress, and that she was very worried about her friend. This was not reassuring to the other three girls. Raye and Lita managed to calm Mina down, and they watched silently as Ami worked. A medicine to aid breathing was given to Serena through an injection in the arm. At first it seemed that the medicine wouldn't help, but after awhile, Serena began breathing easier. Ami ordered the droids to bring a pillow and blanket. The damp cloth that she had sent a droid for earlier was put on Serena's forehead. Ami gave her several medicines, but the fever stayed strong, never dropping more than half a degree.
Ami even tried to sweat the fever out. Serena was piled with blankets and put in a heating chamber that was in the medical room. It looked basically like a bed with a transparent dome over it. The fever began to go down, much to the girls' relief. Looking at a clock on the wall, Lita saw that it had already been three hours since they had come to the medical room. Ami collapsed into a chair, keeping her eye on the monitor of the heating chamber.
After two hours in the heating chamber, Serena's temperature was down to 103 degrees. It was a big improvement, but the danger wasn't over yet. And the droid might not return for hours yet. It had only been gone for a little over four hours. 18 estimated that it would take another four hours at the very least, unless it found something right away. Raye, Mina, Lita, and Ami were on the verge of falling asleep. It was five o'clock in the morning, and they hadn't slept all night. Lita suggested taking shifts watching Serena so Ami could sleep. Ami protested, but the other girls assured her that they would wake her up for there was any change. 18 stopped this plan in it's tracks.
"She can stay," 18 said, pointing at Ami. "But the rest of you are to go back to your room. You have six hours to sleep before going back to work. I suggest you use it." The girls were about to protest, but 18's glare reminded them that they had no choice in the matter. They were actually a little surprised that she had let Ami stay and given the girls time to sleep.
Raye, Mina, and Lita reluctantly left and went back to their room. 18 said that she had other things she had to do, leaving Ami and 17 to watch Serena. Ami struggled to keep her eyes open, determined to stay awake incase something happened.
"Go to sleep, your no use if you're too tired to do anything," 17 said. "I'll wake you if anything changes."
Ami shook her head, but was too tired to say anything.
"You don't trust me?" 17 asked, knowing immediately why the girl wouldn't take the offer. Ami bowed her head nervously and didn't answer. 17 sighed mentally. Serena would need her friend's help, and he wanted Ami to be able to help her when she needed it.
"I'm not going to let her die," he said forcefully. "If I was going to do that, I wouldn't have sent for you. I would have just let her die hours ago, or I would have killed her myself." He could see that Ami saw the logic in this. She hesitated, and then nodded her consent. "Good, there's a spare bed right over there."
Ami lay down on the bed and closed her eyes. But then she sat up again.
"If her temperature rises, wake me,... or if it goes down more than half a degree," she told him. He nodded, and Ami lay down again.
A moment later, she was again sitting up. "If she moves at all, I'll need to know... it will mean she's not in the deep sleep..." she trailed off. Again, 17 nodded. Again, Ami lay down and closed her eyes.
Only to sit up less then three seconds later. "She'll need more medicine in a few hours..."
17 tried to hide his annoyance. He called over one of the medical droids. "Tell the droid, it will remember every instruction," he told her. Ami told the droid everything she had told 17, and then more.
"Take her out of the heating chamber in one hour. If her temperature starts going up again, wake me. If she moves at ALL, wake me. If she stirs, shivers, ANYTHING," she told the droid.
"Affirmative," the droid responded.
And finally, Ami went to sleep. 17 sighed. Humans were too emotional and not organized enough. Even the one he thought would be the most organized out of Serena's friends. He shook his head slightly and sat in the chair beside the heating chamber.
Why had he cared so much when he had discovered that she was sick? No, he knew why. She was interesting and he wanted to learn more from her. She amused him and if she was gone, he wouldn't have a source of amusement anymore. That was all it was.

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VOTE: Which would you prefer I use for 17's name, just plain 17 or Juuanagou? If I use Juuanagou, should I also use Juuhaichigou, or would you get confused because they are similar? Also, I usually add spaces in order to make indents for each paragraph, but this time I didn't. Which do you like better?

Once again, please review!! It only takes a second! ~_^ Criticism, corrections, and suggestions are welcome! But if you are just going to insult me and never tell me what I did wrong, don't bother. I can't do anything if you don't tell me what's wrong.