Yasha: WAHHHHHHHHH! OVER 60 REVIEWS!!!! *dies of sheer happiness*

Anrui: *rolls eyes and resurrects while mumbling about 'over reacting'*

Yasha: YAY! *does the happy dance and glomps all reviews* You have NO idea how happy I am!!! I can't believe it, over 60, and only four chappies! Oh, yes, I am INCREDIBLY, AMAZINGLY, EXCEEDINGLY, EXTRAORDINARILY SORRY for taking so long to post! I was all caught up in school ending and exams and that and soon I lost the will again and I got into RPing and that took up all of my time and such..... *blushes* gomen ne. Now, time to thank everyone who reviewed! YAYNESS!

InsaneFuzzyBunny: *laughs* Sugar? Can I have some?! WEEEEE! And yay! Yami-kun's in the story, finally!

MMW: Awwww, you're so sweet to say that that chappie wasn't crappy! *huggles* I thank you so much...but I still disagree, lol.

Wolfspeaker1: *giggles* YAY! The twists of the plot! WOOT! *laughs* I really thought that this was to be expected because of what the summary said, lol. Guess not. ^^;;;;;

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Mirror Image: Ohhhh! Gomen ne! *huggles* Well, sorry this took so long, but at least I updated, ne? *sweatdrop*

Princess Strawberry: *laughs* Well, it DID say in the summary! Be nice to your hikari, Yami Strawberry or I will sick my wolfie-kuns on you!

Chineko: Aww. *huggles* I will write more, I promise. *giggles* You guys really hate the cliffies that much?

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Chibizoo: *winces* Gomen ne that I didn't get a chance to enter. I REALLY wanted to, but procrastination and writer's block got the best of me. But I AM working on a story for the one in the fall, so I hope you will be able to tell me when it is!

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Shenya: Oh boy... Damn girl, you are hard on my writing, lol! Yes, I know that I REALLY screwed that up and note to everyone: I WILL BE REPOSTING THE CHAPTERS AFTER I EDIT THEM... WHICH WILL BE SOON!!! So yes, I will be cleaning that up and stuff. Okay, and I know I explained this to you, but I'll say it again for everyone else ^^. It's about a month or so into the school year and we've gotten the idea that Yami walks to school most of the time, so maybe he saw where Yugi lives or saw them coming from that direction in their car as they walked down the street. *shrugs* Use your imagination, lol. Maybe I'll put that in when I edit.

r: I did NOT say that, you did! But you're right, either way it's not nice. *laughs* YAY! S/J! WOO!

Midnight Star: Arigatou!

mary0sue and ashamed of it: *gasps* You SHOULD be ashamed! But you reviewed...so I don't mind you as much ^^. I know, people keep telling me that. Hm... So many people like the whole vampire/demons and angels thing. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE all that, but werewolves don't get much recognition so I thought I'd change that! YAY!

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Aleandra Alyra Sarienna: *laughs* Suspense sucks, don't it? Sorry that this took so long again. *sweatdrop* Oh! And I LOVE your name... Lemme guess, you're a huge LOTR/Elf lover? *writes her name down on her list of possible names for her future daughter* ^___^

Yasha: Thankies and pocky to all of those who read and reviewed!!! I will try to update faster this time and I think I'm going to have to do some major apologizing or something to get back in everyone's good graces.... Oi. Like I said to Shenya, I will be editing and reposting my chapters soon...because I can't stand all of the mistakes I've made. *hangs head in shame* And also thankies to Sky-chan and everyone else who reviewed in the earlier chapters after I put them out...so I didn't get to thank you, gomen ne. And absolutely NO coaxing or bribing or whatever to try and get me to tell me secrets! You will just have to wait like the rest of us!

Now, for the disclaimer...the only thing that I DIDN'T miss. *grumbles* I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or Yuugiou or however you say it, Kazuki Takahashi does and I kiss his feet a thousand times for making up this incredible anime/manga/idea and all of it's hot bishies and awesome AU possibilities!!! Do you not agree that many of these supernatural stories wouldn't work half as well with another anime/manga?

With that out of the way, it's time for the long-awaited chapter five!

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Yugi bounced into the house, beaming brightly as he removed his coat, hung it up and exchanged his sneakers for a pair of warm, violet house slippers. The upper hallways were unusually quiet, he noticed, as he made his way to his room where he tossed his bookbag onto the neatly-made bed and went back downstairs and into the living room, where Sugoroku was sitting in his chair, talking to a figure opposite him on another chair. Yugi blinked and walked in, quietly so as not to disturb the conversation. Curious as to who his Jii-san was talking to, the small boy walked around the chair a bit, catching a glimpse of a lock of silvery-white hair.

"Ah, Yugi. Come here and sit down," Sugoroku said, nodding to the chair next to his. "There's someone that I want you to meet."

Yugi looked at the elder wolf, slightly perplexed. "Jii-san, I already know Ryou," he said, glancing over to the chair that held the white-haired figure, though he still could not see his face.

Sugoroku simply smiled and pat the arm of the chair next to him, watching Yugi as he made his way over and sat down, blinking in confusion. "Yugi, I would like you to meet Bakura."

Yugi looked over at the large chair, not being able to fully see the figure sitting in it. The smaller boy was still very addled by this, seeing no contradiction to his earlier assumption that it was his friend Ryou he was looking at. The figure had the same white hair, though it seemed a little spikier than usual, the same pale skin, the same height. The only thing that was kept from his view was the other's eyes, which were covered by his bangs as he sipped a cup of tea. Amethyst eyes scanned the other until they fell on the star around the other's neck: made of white-gold and set with a red stone, like Yugi's.

"Who...are you?" Yugi asked.

Two brown, angular eyes looked up at the young leader from underneath snowy bangs as he set his cup down on the coffee table and laced his fingers together in his lap. "As your grandfather said, I am Bakura, the leader of...what was one of the strongest packs Egypt."

Yugi stared with wide eyes, his spine tingling at the sound of the other's low, raspy voice, hinted with an accent. Those dark eyes of the other were like those that you might find lurking in the background of one of your nightmares, but now they were hinted with a sort of woe and reminiscence.

Yugi suddenly remembered his manners and stood up and bowed to the other leader. "Gomen nasai... I am Yugi Motou, current leader of my grandfather's clan."

Bakura looked Yugi over, inspecting him before he nodded and the other sat down.

Yugi sat down quickly, a light blush on his face as he looked to his Jii- san for answers to his questions.

"The others have gone out to the grocery store. Bakura arrived just after they left," the former leader said.

"But..." Yugi turned to Bakura, "If your pack is in Egypt... Why are you here in Japan, if you don't mind me asking..."

"My pack was in Egypt...until we were attacked..." Bakura said, sadly.

"Attacked? By whom? When?" Yugi asked, leaning forward in his chair.

"We don't know who it was... We suspect hunters, but there have been some rumors of a renegade pack that was out to take control of all the others... Saying that he is simply trying to 'unite' us. But, then again, they are just rumors..." Bakura sighed deeply as he looked down at his hands. "They attacked about a month ago... It was night, and they looked like humans...and attacked like humans...using guns and crossbows...weapons of both the ancient hunters and the humans. Myself and some of our strongest wolves attacked as best we could, but most of us were killed... including my father, our former leader..." he said, looking down at the red stone in the center of his pentagram. "That is how I know your grandfather, Yugi... He and my father were good friends with each other... But now he is gone... and the title of 'leader' was passed on to me at the hour of his death... At least I think so... I was knocked out and when I awoke, the color of the stone had changed...and I knew..." The man stopped and hung his head in remembrance as a singular tear fell down his cheek and stained his jeans.

"I'm very sorry, Bakura..." Yugi said as he hung his head as well, fighting back the urge to cry for the other's tragic loss.

The white-haired leader nodded and wiped away all traced of his tears as he spoke again. "Anyway... When I awoke, our homes were destroyed, our water, food, and money, pillaged...and the sand was stained with blood... The women, cubs, and elderly were slaughtered and the men that had fought were sliced open or had their corpses hoisted on spears...like the mark of some sort of barbarians..." he growled, his nails digging into his pale palm. "Whoever lived...they're gone now...and I was left alone to travel across the desert until I reached the nearest city and was able to catch a boat to Europe. Since then, I have been traveling across Europe and Asia and telling every pack I could find of what had happened and telling them to be on the lookout for whatever it was that wiped out our pack. I asked some to travel back to Africa as well as the Americas and Australia and even Antarctica to spread the word there, since I am becoming weary and I am now by myself..."

"Do you think that the rest of your pack is dead?" Yugi asked, frowning.

The other shook his head. "No... The stone on my pendant still grows red...which means that I still have the remains of a pack to govern... But, with the residue of us scattered and most likely by ourselves... I can not help but think that that will soon change..."

"Is there anything we can do?" Yugi asked, eager to help.

"You can also spread my message and tell them to be careful..." Bakura said as he stood up from his chair. "But I think that is all for now. Thank you very much for your time and hospitality," he said as he bowed and turned towards the door, his hair swishing and falling around his shoulders.

"Bakura..." Sugoroku said as he stood and placed a wrinkled hand on the man's shoulder, halting him. "You are tired. Please rest here for the night. You can continue your journey in the morning."

Bakura frowned and turned around to look at the older man. "You are very kind, but I know that you have many to care for already in this house of yours. I would only be a burden..."

Nonsense!" Yugi exclaimed, much to the surprise of the others. "We are always ready to help a fellow wolf in need, and we can't send you back out there without rest and some food at least... Please, Bakura, stay here until you're fit to go."

Bakura stared at Yugi for a long time before he gave in and nodded. "Arigatou. You have my gratitude," he said, formally.

Yugi's smile lit up his entire face as he nodded as well. "Well... We are having dinner in a few hours... Do you want to rest until then or something?"

"I think I would like that. I have not slept in a bed for ages," the other leader said before the younger one nodded at him and led his upstairs to one of the guest bedrooms. He nodded in gratitude before he shut the door and was left by himself.

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"Yo! We're home!" Jou called as he and the other three wolves walked into the house, the paper bags in their arms overflowing with groceries.

"Hey!" Yugi called from the table where he was doing his homework before he got up and helped the other carry the groceries into the kitchen. "When did you get home?" Anzu asked Yugi, putting the packaged food into it's proper place.

"A few hours ago." he said. "I missed the bus, so I had to walk home."

Jou blinked. "Did ya take a shower or somethin' when ya got home?"

Yugi stared at Jou and slowly shook his head. "No... Why?"

" 'Cause yer hair gets frizzy when it gets wet and I know ya didn't have an umbrella and yer jacket would have only worked fer a few minutes before it soaked through. So, unless ya took a shower and dried it again wit the hair-dryer, it wouldn't be dat way."

"Oh... Well...I...ano... Yami walked me home," the petite wolf mumbled.

"Yami?" Honda asked. "You mean the new guy who looks almost exactly like you?"

"No way!" Jou said as he saw his best friend nod sheepishly. "He had an umbrella and took ya home? Did ya ask him or somethin'?"

Yugi shook his head. "No... He offered," he said, his cheeks growing hot.

"That was nice of him," Ryou said, smiling. "Are you two friends or something?"

Jou's eyes narrowed and he looked at Yugi, who nodded. "Well... Good for him..." he grumbled.

"Jou? You okay?" Honda asked the angered blond.

The saffron-haired wolf nodded as he put the last of the groceries away. "Yeah...fine..."

"Oh, I'm going to ask you guys to keep your voices down, onegai. We have a guest in one of the rooms and I think he's sleeping," Yugi said as he returned to his homework.

"Really? Who is it?" Anzu asked as Honda and Ryou stayed in the kitchen to start dinner.

Yugi told them all about what happened to Bakura's pack and how he had been traveling around for the past month. "You'll probably see him at dinner, but he's sleeping right now, I expect."

"It's so sad... He lost almost his whole pack and his father and he doesn't even know who did it," Ryou said, frowning as he chopped up vegetables.

Everyone nodded and went back to either homework or preparing dinner, their hearts feeling suddenly heavy and full of pity for the man that most of them hadn't even met yet.

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The last bits of sunlight that still shone strongly before the sun would start to sink over the horizon were caught in the silvery strands of Bakura's pale hair and made spots on the ceiling as they bounced off the pentagram around his neck. He was awake now after having a few hours of sleep in this new room, thinking about everything and nothing at once. One hand cradled the back on his head on the pillow while the other played with his pendant that sat on his bare chest, watching the spots of light move across the walls as he turned it slowly from side to side. A soft knock on the door snapped his out of his daze as he sat up in the bed. "Come in," he said.

The small figure of Yugi poked his head through and blushed at the sight of the other's half-clothed state. "Um... Did you have a nice sleep?"

Bakura nodded. "Yes, thank you. Are you okay?" he asked.

Yugi nodded shyly. "Hai, arigatou. It's time for dinner."

The other nodded again and sat up in his bed. "Do you have a shirt I can wear? Mine is very dirty and I hardly think it will be fit to wear."

"Oh, sure!" Yugi said as he beckoned Bakura to follow him. "Well, actually I think my clothes wouldn't fit you...so I can have you borrow one of my friends', I'm sure they won't mind. Would you like to borrow some jeans too? Then we can wash your clothes tonight."

Bakura blinked, not used to being shown such kindness. "Thank you, I would appreciate that."

Yugi gave a warm smile and nodded as he inspected Bakura. "Well... I think Honda would be a little big for you and I can never tell which clothes of Jou's are clean or not... I think Ryou's clothes would fit you," he said, leading the other down the hall to the aforementioned boy's room.

"Ryou..." Bakura mused as he followed Yugi. "Isn't he the boy who you confused me with earlier?"

Yugi nodded and opened the door to Ryou's bedroom, which was neat and organized and virtually spotless, and at the same time, very plain, having only the colors of crisp white, silver metal, sky blue, and the brown of the furniture in it. "Sorry about that, but you two really do look a lot alike. You'll see when you come downstairs. Here you go," the small teen said, handing Bakura a black button-up tee-shirt and a pair of navy jeans, both neatly folded.

"Arigatou," Bakura said, somewhat awkwardly since the word was foreign to him as he took the clothes from Yugi. "I will be down in a few minutes."

"Okay!" Yugi said before he bounded back down the stairs.

Bakura walked back to his room and replaced his old, filthy, travel-worn clothes with these clean ones that were not his own, but fit his surprisingly well. He had taken a shower earlier, so he didn't have to worry about whether he was clean or not. After he had buttoned up the shirt, leaving the top few bottons open a bit and his pentagram dangling over his chest, he walked downstairs to the welcoming smell of warm food. The large table was set with an extra space for him and the food was already out with Sugoroku and Yugi sitting next to each other at the table. They greeted him graciously and bid him to sit on the opposite of the elder, which he did.

"Everyone else is washing up," Yugi said, explaining the table's lack of people. "Ah, here come Anzu and Honda now."

Anzu and Honda walked in and looked at Bakura strangely. "Wow, Ryou. How did you get changed so fast? I thought I just saw you go into the bathroom after me," the male said.

Yugi noted the slight raise of Bakura's eyebrow before he explained. "Um, guys... This is Bakura. He's the guest I told you about."

The two other wolf teens blinked at Bakura, then Yugi, then back again before they finally saw the differences between this stranger and their friend and apologized for the mix-up.

"Don't be sorry, it's alright," Bakura said as he shook their hands and they sat down at the other end of the table.

No one spoke until Jou came in and had a similar reaction to which he said, "What's wit all da twins already? Between this guy and Yami it's making me dizzy." Everyone except Bakura and Sugoroku laughed before they composed themselves and Jou sat next to Yugi. "All dat's left is Ryou. Wonder what he's gonna say," Jou said as he snickered.

Speaking of whom, the boy rushed into the room and started to apologize profusely for his lateness. "I'm very sorry for my lateness, I slipped on the floor and somehow got toothpaste all over my shirt so I had to change," he said as everyone noticed that his shirt was now a sky-blue tee-shirt.

Bakura turned his head and gave a small gasp as he looked at the boy, who didn't seem to have noticed him yet. He looked almost exactly the same as him, but his eyes were wider, more innocent, his hair softer, and his form thin, but not as built as Bakura's. He was one of those people that had a beauty that belonged to neither male nor female and was simply...angelic. Bakura stood and walked over to Ryou, who seemed to notice him now and gasped as well as his pale cheeks turned dark as they flushed.

To Ryou, Bakura looked like him also, but he seemed feral and much stronger than him, but his eyes held a sort of sadness and weariness. "Um... Hello..." the boy squeaked.

"Hello. You must be Ryou," Bakura said, to which the other nodded. "I can see how someone could easily mix the two of us up. It's a pleasure to finally meet you," he said as he held out a hand for the younger boy to shake.

Ryou blushed even more and shook the hand. "The pleasure is all mine," he said politely before he sat down in the only seat that was left--the one next to Bakura. When everyone was seated, food started to be divided among the seven werewolves and conversations were kindled amongst them. All the while Bakura stayed silent and his eyes kept straying over to the boy next to him. After the meal was done, Bakura excused himself and retreated to the guest room. Ryou and everyone else watched his leave before they went one by one to either clean up or start homework in their rooms. Yugi retrieved Bakura's dirty clothes and went down to the laundry room to wash them along with everyone else's.

They were returned a few hours later, by then, the sun had set and the moon shone outside Bakura's window as he changed out of Ryou's clothes and into his own. Summer still hung a bit in the air, even though it was October, so it was still a bit warm in the house, especially with the heating and the clothes that were still heated from the iron. The open window gave him little release from this heat, so he left his shirt off as he walked quickly across the hall and to Ryou's room. Softly, he knocked on the door to which the response of 'just a minute' along with the slight creak of the bed and the light 'thump' of feet before the door opened and revealed the boy, still clothed in his jeans and blue shirt.

"Oh... Hello again," he welcomed, blinking.

Bakura nodded and held out the clothes. "I borrowed yours while mine were being washed, I hope you don't mind."

Ryou smiled and shook his head as he took the clothes. "Not at all. Would you like to come in?" he asked, his voice soft and shy.

The more feral male blinked and nodded as he walked back into the room and watched as Ryou placed the clothes in the hamper to be washed.

"When are you leaving?" the boy asked as he plopped himself back on the bed where his book was upside down and looked like a small tent as it was kept open.

"Probably tomorrow. Why?" Bakura responded as he looked around the room again.

"No reason," Ryou said as he picked his book back up and started to read.

The older wolf glanced over at the book and gave a small snort. "Donna Boyd... Isn't it sort of strange to read her stories?" he asked, looking at the bookshelf which was lined with books by classic authors as well as some famous supernatural and fantasy writers like Tolkien, Rice, King, Boyd, Rowling, among others.

Ryou shrugged as he looked up from his book. "I suppose... It doesn't make her stories any less interesting."

"But they're not entirely correct... Doesn't bother you at all?"

"Not really... We don't exactly know everything about the humans or the hunters either. I think that there's a lot that we don't even know about our own species..." At this, the white-haired leader blinked before he started to laugh, sitting on the small window seat that was built below the sill. "Who would ever think that such a young wolf could be so wise?" he chuckled pensively.

Ryou's eyes narrowed as his cheeks grew darker from embarrassment. "I can't be much younger than you. What are you? Eighteen? Nineteen?"

"Twenty, but you're right, I'm not much older than you. I'm sorry, I just didn't expect you to be so... Surprising, I suppose."

The younger boy flushed more and buried his face in his book. "Thank you... I think."

Bakura turned to the open window and looked out at the stars and the giant pearl that was the moon. "How is it that you came here?" he asked after a while.

"I'd rather not talk about it..." Ryou said softly as he bookmarked his page and placed it on the bedside table.

"I'm sorry," Bakura apologized as he watched Ryou walk over to his dresser and pull out a pair of light blue pajama bottoms and a white tee-shirt and set them on his desk chair for later.

"It's okay," Ryou replied as he walked over to Bakura, his heart speeding up at the sight of the other's bare and pale skin in the moonlight. He blinked suddenly and went over to examine Bakura's hair, which he noticed was knotted and snarled, like it hadn't been brushed in days. And according to what Yugi said, it probably hadn't. The boy sighed and fetched a hairbrush and a comb before he sat on the window seat next to Bakura, his legs tucked under. "Turn around," he bid.

The other quirked a brow, but complied and turned so that his back was to the younger boy. "You really are a neat freak, aren't you?"

"Yep," Ryou said as he ran the brush through Bakura's hair with slow and careful stroked, untangling most of the knots and undoing the harder snares with extra care. "Is you back okay?" he asked.

Bakura blinked, not quite sure what the boy was talking about before he remembered that his back was cut from the battle with his pack. "It's fine. It's healed and the scars will disappear soon."

"I'm very sorry for what happened," Ryou whispered, his voice laced with grief and sadness.

"Don't be. It's not your fault..." Bakura replied. A light pang touched his shoulder as he craned his head over to look at Ryou.

He was crying, softly and only a few tears, but the true measure of the sorrow he felt was evident in the look he had in his eyes. "Why do you cry?" Bakura murmured as he wiped some of the tears away from the boy's face.

"I-I'm sorry... I shouldn't, but... It's just... You've lost everything... Your friends, family, pack, home... I know this sounds selfish, but it makes me cry to think about if that happened to me... If I lost all that was dear to me in one short night..." The boy whimpered and hung his head as he used his hand to wipe away as many of the tears as he could.

The leader frowned and placed a hand under Ryou's chin, lifting it gently so that he could look into the other's eyes. "It's not selfish... You have every right to be scared... But at the same time you must be strong so that if this ever comes, you will be able to fight it..."

Ryou nodded before he slowly moved forward and wrapped his arms around Bakura's neck, burying his face in the other's firm chest as he cried and begged for protection, like the kind your parents would give you if you had a nightmare. All his life, Ryou had wanted, needed this kind of attention, but was never able to receive it. His mother was gone, his father was away, and he didn't want to burden his friends with his petty woes and tears. Now, he just wanted to be told that the nightmare would vanish and he would be safe forever, and Bakura seemed to radiate the kind of refuge that he needed.

Bakura gave a soft gasp as he looked down at the boy on his chest. He had always been a loner, an only child, even an outcast. He loved his father, true, but the man stopped being warm after his mother had died in the desert. He had no other siblings or friends to confide in or console, and now this boy was begging for the thing that he had always to feel and express. Love. His strong arms wrapped around Ryou's body and he touched his hair softly, brushing the hair with his fingers as he stayed there and became his barrier against all things bad in the world. "Ryou... Can I ask you a favor?"

Ryou wiped his eyes again and looked up, nodding.

"I've never had a real friend or brother or anything... And since I have nothing else left in my life..." Bakura bit his lip and chose his words. "Will you be my reason for living... For carrying on and protecting...?"

Ryou blinked and thought for a moment. "You want me to be your friend?" he asked. When Bakura nodded, he smiled and hugged him tightly. "I'd be glad to..."

The other smiled and hugged the boy back. "Thank you, Ryou. This means a lot to me..."

"I'm glad I could help."

"I think I'm going to leave and let you rest before I go tomorrow," Bakura said, pulling back and looking into Ryou's eyes.

The boy frowned at this, but nodded. "You will be careful, won't you?"

Bakura nodded. "I promise you. Don't worry about me." "When will you come back?"

"I don't know... I need to visit China and India still and find a few more people who are willing to travel and spread the news of these attackers. I will return after I'm done, but this must be done first..."

Ryou nodded sadly. "I understand..." he said before he hugged Bakura again and walked over to his door and opened it. "I will see you tomorrow morning?"

Bakura nodded and tousled Ryou's hair a bit. "Of course... And thank you for the little hair treatment," he chuckled.

"You're welcome," Ryou giggled as he ran his hand through Bakura's hair and felt it's silkiness between his thin fingers.

This made the other smile warmly. "Oyasumi nasai, naisei."

"Oaysumi," Ryou said, returning the smile as he watched Bakura return to his room and shut the door. Still beaming, the boy closed his own door and changed before he lay down on his bed and slipped into a peaceful sleep.

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Yasha: Soooooo? What do ya think? It's crap, I know. *sigh* My writing's been slipping and I need some major practice. Oh well... Read and review, onegai! And remember: I'll be editing soon! Yay! And gomen nasai if I have errors in this, I didn't feel like proof-reading it. *sweatdrops*

Oh! And 'naisei' means 'reflection of one's self' from what my sources tell me. ^_^