Disclaimer:
I don't own Kikaider in any way. I also don't own
any songs or stories mentioned here. Any questions or comments
please feel free to E-mail me at moondaisygirl07@aol.com
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Chapter Seven
Masaru's Blackmail
A/N:
Is it me or am I lossing my touch? I hate when this happens! When I write a story, the beginning is always great, the middle gets kinda weird, and the ending is always crappy! I dunno. I am sad to say that you guys have to wait a while for Ch.8 because I'm suffering a bad case of writter's block. My teacher say all good writers go through it *cough* and I dunno. I'm also sad to say that when I'm done with chapter eight, I'm going to stop writing this story. I'm sorry but I'm almost going to school and I get lots of homework so I'll have to stop for a while. Keep in mind there's supposed to be around five more chapters after chapter eight.
Sorry,
Yours truly
P.S Thanks for the reviews you guys!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The rays of the sun shined under the young couple who had their arms around each other. Her eyes opened softly and she had to blink a few times to get used to the light. She noticed Jiro was awake and he was just staring at her, with loving eyes.
Mitsuko, softly: Have you been awake for a while?
Jiro, rubbing his head: Yeah I have. My head hurts.
Mitsuko, frowning: Oh you have a headache.
Jiro: I do?
Mitsuko, smiling: Yes.
Jiro: What's a headache?
Mitsuko, blushing: What your feeling right now. I could make it better if you like.
Jiro, smiling: Will you?
Mitsuko nodded and kissed him softly.
Meanwhile:
Masaru: Bye!
Masaru had just arrived home from his sleep over and he felt very grumpy.
Masaru, angrily walking toward the front door: Damn boy didn't even let me sleep all night. Dammit, all I need now is to find that idiot, Misaru, here.
Misaru: Hello Masaru.
Masaru, bitting his lip: Crap!
Misaru, frowning: Sorry?
Masaru: You should be!
Misaru: Anyways, what's your sister up to?
Masaru: Nothing concerning you.
Misaru: Masaru do you have something against me?
Masaru: Yeah and I guess all those bad words I say to you are because I fancy you. Geez, Misaru, I've never met a boy as stupid as you.
Misaru: But what have I done to you?
Masaru, coldly: Hmm let me think. First of all, you come into our lives. Now your trying to get Mitsuko to be your girlfriend. As if she would ever like you.
Misaru, taken aback: But Masaru, I happen to like your sister and I just want to make both of you happy.
Masaru: Yeah yeah. I've heard it before, you asshole.
Misaru: I don't think it's very polite to talk to people with that type of vulgar language.
Masaru: That doesn't include you.
Masaru got the keys and unlocked the door.
Masaru: I'm home!
No answer was heard.
Masaru: Hmm, where are they? Hey! Who the hell invited you?
Misaru: Masaru, don't be so rude.
Masaru frowned and rolled his eyes. He noticed that there was a note taped to the door.
Masaru, reading the note:
Dear Masaru,
I'm sorry to leave in such quick notice but I have some business to attend to. Mitsuko should be in her room sleeping and Jiro should be sleeping in the guest room. Yes, Jiro has finally come back. Well, I'll be home soon and take care of yourself and Mitsuko.
Take care,
Your Father
Misaru, stating the obvious: I guess he's not home yet.
Masaru, rolling his eyes: You think?
Misaru: So your brother is here?
Masaru: My brother? What the hel- oh yeah. Duh.
Misaru, quietly: I hope he's not as mean as you.
Masaru, hearing him: I @#$%^&*@ heard that you jackass!
Masaru: I'm going to check on Jiro! You wait here! Don't you dare go to my sister's room!
Misaru, rolling his eyes: As you wish.
Masaru, in a whisper: And he says I'm rude.
Masaru walked up stairs, feeling as excited as ever.
Masaru, in his head: I'm so happy. Jiro's back and everything is going to be great.
Masaru was about to go in the guest room when he heard something in there that made his eyes grow wide. He heard someone moan and he heard his sister's voice.
Masaru, in thought: Get your head out of trash, Masaru! Your sister wouldn't do that with Jiro. Or would she?
Masaru took a few steps back from the door.
Masaru: I'll interrogate her later. Oh, this is so great! I could use this for blackmail!
Masaru walked casually down stairs as if he never heard anything. He wished he could tell that to Misaru! He would be as mad as hell!
Misaru was sitting on a couch in their living room. Masaru tried to hold a laugh as he saw him.
Misaru, looking up at him: Where's Mitsuko and your brother?
Masaru, grinning evily: Ah they're both sleeping.
Misaru: Oh okay.
Masaru, in his head: Hmm, what an idiot.
Meanwhile:
Mitsuko, getting up: I should really take a shower and get dressed.
Jiro, pouting: Do you really have to?
Mitsuko, blushing: Jiro, Masaru might come pretty soon and I really don't want him to find us like this.
Jiro: Yeah, your right Miss Komyoji.
Mitsuko, putting on her clothes: You should change too. There's fresh clothes in the drawer. You can take a shower if you like.
Jiro, nodding: Okay.
Mitsuko, leaning down to kiss him: See you downstairs.
Jiro smiled and nodded and watched Mitsuko walk out the room.
Meanwhile:
Misaru and Masaru just sat in the living room, silently. Masaru tried to hold a laugh everytime he looked at Misaru.
Masaru, in thought: Poor moron.
Misaru: I didn't know your sister could sleep this long.
Masaru, grinning evily: She must be tired after last night.
Misaru, raising his eyesbrows: What do you mean? Weren't you at your friend's house?
Masaru: Yeah but you can tell can't you?
Misaru: Well, I guess so.
Then the door opened to reveal Mitsuko. She just took a shower and was dressed in fresh clothes.
Mitsuko, surprised: Oh Masaru you already came! How did you sleep?
Masaru, trying to hold a laugh: If it wasn't for Hiiramisho's snoring, I would have sleeped wonderfully.
Mitsuko, shaking her head: Masaru.
Masaru, coughing: *cough* Misaru's here.
Mitsuko: Misaru! Oh what brings you here!
Misaru, raising his eyesbrows: Oh I just wanted to check on you and your family. How's your brother?
Mitsuko, eyes growing wide:Um he's fine. Can you wait a second?
Misaru, frowning: Okay.
Masaru was just enjoying the sight of his sister's lie go down the drain.
Mitsuko, in her head: Crap, if Misaru finds out Jiro's not my brother, he's going to be so angry.
Mitsuko caught up to Jiro, who was coming down stairs.
Jiro: Mitsuko, I took this 'shower' and now my hair won't stay up!
Mitsuko, rolling her eyes: Jiro, we have more important issues! Jiro when you step in living room, I can't have you hugging me or anything, got it?
Jiro: Why?
Mitsuko: Jiro!
Jiro: Alright, alright.
Mitsuko, relieved: Thank you Jiro.
Mitsuko gave him a kiss on the cheek and he smiled.
Jiro: I can't do that?
By the way her face looked, he knew he had asked something stupid.
Jiro: Fine.
Mitsuko: No holding hands neither.
Jiro reluctantly took his hand away from hers.
Jiro, thinking: I wonder why she doesn't want me to do those things?
They walked in the living room.
Masaru, running up to hug Jiro: Jiro! Your back! Your really back.
Jiro smiled and nodded softly. At that sight, Mitsuko's eyes filled with tears. Masaru never looked so happy.
Mitsuko: Misaru this is Jiro. Jiro this is Misaru.
Jiro: Hello, nice to meet you.
Misaru: Nice to meet you too Jiro.
Mitsuko, thinking: It's not going to be so nice later.
Misaru, getting up: Well, Mitsuko I could see you are busy so I'll be on my way to the hospital.
Mitsuko, suddenly remembering: Oh, Misaru I just remembered. I have a shift today don't I?
Misaru: Yes but you don't have to come if you don't want to.
Mitsuko, smiling: Thank you, Misaru.
Misaru, nodding: I'll come back tommorow or later on today if you like. I just need to talk to your father about something.
Mitsuko, nodding: Okay.
Mitsuko walked Misaru to the door and opened the door for him.
Misaru: Good bye.
Mitsuko smiled and nodded and watched Misaru get in his car and drive away from her house. She sighed and closed the door. She stood there for a while and closed her eyes as she thought.
Mitsuko: That was a close one.
She felt someone put their hand on her shoulder. She smiled for she knew who's hand that was. No hand had the warmth Jiro's hand did.
Mitsuko, eyes closed: Hello Jiro.
Jiro: I know why you didn't want me to hug you and stuff.
Mitsuko, eyes opening and growing wide: You do?
Jiro: It's not very polite if I hug you or do stuff like that in front of your boss.
Mitsuko, sighed in relief: Oh, yeah. That's it.
Masaru: Thank God, he's gone!
Jiro, raising his eyesbrows: Why don't you like him? He looks nice and he's polite.
They walked in the living room and sat.
Masaru: Like my dad says, don't judge a book by it's cover.
Jiro, confused: But he's not a book.
Mitsuko, smiling: What that means is not to judge someone by their looks.
Jiro: Oh.
Mitsuko: Did you eat anything, Masaru?
Masaru: I was too sleepy to want to eat at Hiiramisho's house.
Mitsuko: Are you hungry then?
Masaru: Not much. A cup of orange juice would do good.
Mitsuko: I'll get it then.
Jiro: I can get it if you like.
Mitsuko: It's okay.
Jiro: Please?
Mitsuko: Okay.
So Jiro walked out the living room and into the kitchen.
Mitsuko: I'm going to get something from my room.
So Mitsuko walked up to her room.
Masaru, telling a lie: I'm going to get something from my room.
Mitsuko looked at him suspiciously as they walked upstairs. Masaru waited till she was in her room and he walked into the guest room. He closed the door and smiled.
Masaru: You can really tell Mitsuko was in here. You can smell her perfume. Oh what's this? Oh Mitsuko, your in trouble!
Meanwhile:
Mitsuko was looking for phone book to call Naomi to tell her not to wait up for her.
She was looking for it everywhere with no luck. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. She thought it was Jiro.
Mitsuko: Come in.
The door opened and revealed Masaru who close the door behind.He had an evil grin on and had his hands behind his back. Mitsuko rolled her eyes and continued looking for the phone book.
Masaru: Hello dear sister. Sister I love so much with all my heart. Sister that couldn't-
Mitsuko, interrupting him: Masaru get to the point. I know you want something.
Masaru, casually: I was just wondering. How did you sleep last night?
Mitsuko, raising her eyebrow: Why do you want to know?
Masaru: Oh you know. I could tell you slept really good last night.
Mitsuko: What do you mean?
Masaru: Because I found this in Jiro's room.
In his hand, Masaru held a white bra. Mitsuko's eyes went wide.
Mitsuko, thinking: How could I have left that in there?
Masaru, swinging the bra in his hand: You know, because I doubt this belongs to Jiro.
Mitsuko, angrily: Masaru you give me that!
Masaru, continuing as if he didn't hear anything: Because I don't think dad would be so happy to find out that you and Jiro did it.
Mitsuko, nervously: You wouldn't dare!
Masaru: Try me.
Mitsuko, sighed: What do you want?
Masaru, putting the bra in his pocket: You just do what I say and everything will be okay.
Mitsuko: Masaru, I'm going to-
There was a knock on the door.
Mitsuko: Come in.
Jiro walked in not looking happy.
Mitsuko: What's wrong?
Jiro: When I was trying to pour the juice in the cup, the cup kept on moving,
Mitsuko, sighed and felt a sweat drop form in the back of her head: I have to children to deal with.
Jiro and Masaru looked up at her confused.
Mitsuko, in thought: It's going to be a long day.
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A/N:
Dear Loyal Fans,
I liked this chapter. It was easier to write. Oh, so what do you think? Should I continue with the story or should I just stop? Sorry, that's a stupid question. But honestly, school is going to start here in Orlando so if you do want me to continue then updating is going to get slow. But I mean, I really want to stop this story right here because it's not headed anywhere. It's not like it's good or anything. Face it, I have no talent for this. So tell me what you think.
Sorry,
Yours Truly
P.S
To jchan401 ( You know who you are),
I know, I know. I didn't use your idea because I like using my original ideas because if I do what you suggested, I realized that that would mess up the plot so I rather not add it for now. I know you actually wrote the whole chapter up for me when I had writer's block but as I said, I rather not use your chapter because then I wouldn't feel comfortable with it.
I'm so sorry,
Yours Truly
~*~*~*~*~*
I don't own Kikaider in any way. I also don't own
any songs or stories mentioned here. Any questions or comments
please feel free to E-mail me at moondaisygirl07@aol.com
or you can also contact me at noelsari@aol.com.
You can IM me if you wish and
if you have time, please
review!
Chapter Seven
Masaru's Blackmail
A/N:
Is it me or am I lossing my touch? I hate when this happens! When I write a story, the beginning is always great, the middle gets kinda weird, and the ending is always crappy! I dunno. I am sad to say that you guys have to wait a while for Ch.8 because I'm suffering a bad case of writter's block. My teacher say all good writers go through it *cough* and I dunno. I'm also sad to say that when I'm done with chapter eight, I'm going to stop writing this story. I'm sorry but I'm almost going to school and I get lots of homework so I'll have to stop for a while. Keep in mind there's supposed to be around five more chapters after chapter eight.
Sorry,
Yours truly
P.S Thanks for the reviews you guys!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The rays of the sun shined under the young couple who had their arms around each other. Her eyes opened softly and she had to blink a few times to get used to the light. She noticed Jiro was awake and he was just staring at her, with loving eyes.
Mitsuko, softly: Have you been awake for a while?
Jiro, rubbing his head: Yeah I have. My head hurts.
Mitsuko, frowning: Oh you have a headache.
Jiro: I do?
Mitsuko, smiling: Yes.
Jiro: What's a headache?
Mitsuko, blushing: What your feeling right now. I could make it better if you like.
Jiro, smiling: Will you?
Mitsuko nodded and kissed him softly.
Meanwhile:
Masaru: Bye!
Masaru had just arrived home from his sleep over and he felt very grumpy.
Masaru, angrily walking toward the front door: Damn boy didn't even let me sleep all night. Dammit, all I need now is to find that idiot, Misaru, here.
Misaru: Hello Masaru.
Masaru, bitting his lip: Crap!
Misaru, frowning: Sorry?
Masaru: You should be!
Misaru: Anyways, what's your sister up to?
Masaru: Nothing concerning you.
Misaru: Masaru do you have something against me?
Masaru: Yeah and I guess all those bad words I say to you are because I fancy you. Geez, Misaru, I've never met a boy as stupid as you.
Misaru: But what have I done to you?
Masaru, coldly: Hmm let me think. First of all, you come into our lives. Now your trying to get Mitsuko to be your girlfriend. As if she would ever like you.
Misaru, taken aback: But Masaru, I happen to like your sister and I just want to make both of you happy.
Masaru: Yeah yeah. I've heard it before, you asshole.
Misaru: I don't think it's very polite to talk to people with that type of vulgar language.
Masaru: That doesn't include you.
Masaru got the keys and unlocked the door.
Masaru: I'm home!
No answer was heard.
Masaru: Hmm, where are they? Hey! Who the hell invited you?
Misaru: Masaru, don't be so rude.
Masaru frowned and rolled his eyes. He noticed that there was a note taped to the door.
Masaru, reading the note:
Dear Masaru,
I'm sorry to leave in such quick notice but I have some business to attend to. Mitsuko should be in her room sleeping and Jiro should be sleeping in the guest room. Yes, Jiro has finally come back. Well, I'll be home soon and take care of yourself and Mitsuko.
Take care,
Your Father
Misaru, stating the obvious: I guess he's not home yet.
Masaru, rolling his eyes: You think?
Misaru: So your brother is here?
Masaru: My brother? What the hel- oh yeah. Duh.
Misaru, quietly: I hope he's not as mean as you.
Masaru, hearing him: I @#$%^&*@ heard that you jackass!
Masaru: I'm going to check on Jiro! You wait here! Don't you dare go to my sister's room!
Misaru, rolling his eyes: As you wish.
Masaru, in a whisper: And he says I'm rude.
Masaru walked up stairs, feeling as excited as ever.
Masaru, in his head: I'm so happy. Jiro's back and everything is going to be great.
Masaru was about to go in the guest room when he heard something in there that made his eyes grow wide. He heard someone moan and he heard his sister's voice.
Masaru, in thought: Get your head out of trash, Masaru! Your sister wouldn't do that with Jiro. Or would she?
Masaru took a few steps back from the door.
Masaru: I'll interrogate her later. Oh, this is so great! I could use this for blackmail!
Masaru walked casually down stairs as if he never heard anything. He wished he could tell that to Misaru! He would be as mad as hell!
Misaru was sitting on a couch in their living room. Masaru tried to hold a laugh as he saw him.
Misaru, looking up at him: Where's Mitsuko and your brother?
Masaru, grinning evily: Ah they're both sleeping.
Misaru: Oh okay.
Masaru, in his head: Hmm, what an idiot.
Meanwhile:
Mitsuko, getting up: I should really take a shower and get dressed.
Jiro, pouting: Do you really have to?
Mitsuko, blushing: Jiro, Masaru might come pretty soon and I really don't want him to find us like this.
Jiro: Yeah, your right Miss Komyoji.
Mitsuko, putting on her clothes: You should change too. There's fresh clothes in the drawer. You can take a shower if you like.
Jiro, nodding: Okay.
Mitsuko, leaning down to kiss him: See you downstairs.
Jiro smiled and nodded and watched Mitsuko walk out the room.
Meanwhile:
Misaru and Masaru just sat in the living room, silently. Masaru tried to hold a laugh everytime he looked at Misaru.
Masaru, in thought: Poor moron.
Misaru: I didn't know your sister could sleep this long.
Masaru, grinning evily: She must be tired after last night.
Misaru, raising his eyesbrows: What do you mean? Weren't you at your friend's house?
Masaru: Yeah but you can tell can't you?
Misaru: Well, I guess so.
Then the door opened to reveal Mitsuko. She just took a shower and was dressed in fresh clothes.
Mitsuko, surprised: Oh Masaru you already came! How did you sleep?
Masaru, trying to hold a laugh: If it wasn't for Hiiramisho's snoring, I would have sleeped wonderfully.
Mitsuko, shaking her head: Masaru.
Masaru, coughing: *cough* Misaru's here.
Mitsuko: Misaru! Oh what brings you here!
Misaru, raising his eyesbrows: Oh I just wanted to check on you and your family. How's your brother?
Mitsuko, eyes growing wide:Um he's fine. Can you wait a second?
Misaru, frowning: Okay.
Masaru was just enjoying the sight of his sister's lie go down the drain.
Mitsuko, in her head: Crap, if Misaru finds out Jiro's not my brother, he's going to be so angry.
Mitsuko caught up to Jiro, who was coming down stairs.
Jiro: Mitsuko, I took this 'shower' and now my hair won't stay up!
Mitsuko, rolling her eyes: Jiro, we have more important issues! Jiro when you step in living room, I can't have you hugging me or anything, got it?
Jiro: Why?
Mitsuko: Jiro!
Jiro: Alright, alright.
Mitsuko, relieved: Thank you Jiro.
Mitsuko gave him a kiss on the cheek and he smiled.
Jiro: I can't do that?
By the way her face looked, he knew he had asked something stupid.
Jiro: Fine.
Mitsuko: No holding hands neither.
Jiro reluctantly took his hand away from hers.
Jiro, thinking: I wonder why she doesn't want me to do those things?
They walked in the living room.
Masaru, running up to hug Jiro: Jiro! Your back! Your really back.
Jiro smiled and nodded softly. At that sight, Mitsuko's eyes filled with tears. Masaru never looked so happy.
Mitsuko: Misaru this is Jiro. Jiro this is Misaru.
Jiro: Hello, nice to meet you.
Misaru: Nice to meet you too Jiro.
Mitsuko, thinking: It's not going to be so nice later.
Misaru, getting up: Well, Mitsuko I could see you are busy so I'll be on my way to the hospital.
Mitsuko, suddenly remembering: Oh, Misaru I just remembered. I have a shift today don't I?
Misaru: Yes but you don't have to come if you don't want to.
Mitsuko, smiling: Thank you, Misaru.
Misaru, nodding: I'll come back tommorow or later on today if you like. I just need to talk to your father about something.
Mitsuko, nodding: Okay.
Mitsuko walked Misaru to the door and opened the door for him.
Misaru: Good bye.
Mitsuko smiled and nodded and watched Misaru get in his car and drive away from her house. She sighed and closed the door. She stood there for a while and closed her eyes as she thought.
Mitsuko: That was a close one.
She felt someone put their hand on her shoulder. She smiled for she knew who's hand that was. No hand had the warmth Jiro's hand did.
Mitsuko, eyes closed: Hello Jiro.
Jiro: I know why you didn't want me to hug you and stuff.
Mitsuko, eyes opening and growing wide: You do?
Jiro: It's not very polite if I hug you or do stuff like that in front of your boss.
Mitsuko, sighed in relief: Oh, yeah. That's it.
Masaru: Thank God, he's gone!
Jiro, raising his eyesbrows: Why don't you like him? He looks nice and he's polite.
They walked in the living room and sat.
Masaru: Like my dad says, don't judge a book by it's cover.
Jiro, confused: But he's not a book.
Mitsuko, smiling: What that means is not to judge someone by their looks.
Jiro: Oh.
Mitsuko: Did you eat anything, Masaru?
Masaru: I was too sleepy to want to eat at Hiiramisho's house.
Mitsuko: Are you hungry then?
Masaru: Not much. A cup of orange juice would do good.
Mitsuko: I'll get it then.
Jiro: I can get it if you like.
Mitsuko: It's okay.
Jiro: Please?
Mitsuko: Okay.
So Jiro walked out the living room and into the kitchen.
Mitsuko: I'm going to get something from my room.
So Mitsuko walked up to her room.
Masaru, telling a lie: I'm going to get something from my room.
Mitsuko looked at him suspiciously as they walked upstairs. Masaru waited till she was in her room and he walked into the guest room. He closed the door and smiled.
Masaru: You can really tell Mitsuko was in here. You can smell her perfume. Oh what's this? Oh Mitsuko, your in trouble!
Meanwhile:
Mitsuko was looking for phone book to call Naomi to tell her not to wait up for her.
She was looking for it everywhere with no luck. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. She thought it was Jiro.
Mitsuko: Come in.
The door opened and revealed Masaru who close the door behind.He had an evil grin on and had his hands behind his back. Mitsuko rolled her eyes and continued looking for the phone book.
Masaru: Hello dear sister. Sister I love so much with all my heart. Sister that couldn't-
Mitsuko, interrupting him: Masaru get to the point. I know you want something.
Masaru, casually: I was just wondering. How did you sleep last night?
Mitsuko, raising her eyebrow: Why do you want to know?
Masaru: Oh you know. I could tell you slept really good last night.
Mitsuko: What do you mean?
Masaru: Because I found this in Jiro's room.
In his hand, Masaru held a white bra. Mitsuko's eyes went wide.
Mitsuko, thinking: How could I have left that in there?
Masaru, swinging the bra in his hand: You know, because I doubt this belongs to Jiro.
Mitsuko, angrily: Masaru you give me that!
Masaru, continuing as if he didn't hear anything: Because I don't think dad would be so happy to find out that you and Jiro did it.
Mitsuko, nervously: You wouldn't dare!
Masaru: Try me.
Mitsuko, sighed: What do you want?
Masaru, putting the bra in his pocket: You just do what I say and everything will be okay.
Mitsuko: Masaru, I'm going to-
There was a knock on the door.
Mitsuko: Come in.
Jiro walked in not looking happy.
Mitsuko: What's wrong?
Jiro: When I was trying to pour the juice in the cup, the cup kept on moving,
Mitsuko, sighed and felt a sweat drop form in the back of her head: I have to children to deal with.
Jiro and Masaru looked up at her confused.
Mitsuko, in thought: It's going to be a long day.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N:
Dear Loyal Fans,
I liked this chapter. It was easier to write. Oh, so what do you think? Should I continue with the story or should I just stop? Sorry, that's a stupid question. But honestly, school is going to start here in Orlando so if you do want me to continue then updating is going to get slow. But I mean, I really want to stop this story right here because it's not headed anywhere. It's not like it's good or anything. Face it, I have no talent for this. So tell me what you think.
Sorry,
Yours Truly
P.S
To jchan401 ( You know who you are),
I know, I know. I didn't use your idea because I like using my original ideas because if I do what you suggested, I realized that that would mess up the plot so I rather not add it for now. I know you actually wrote the whole chapter up for me when I had writer's block but as I said, I rather not use your chapter because then I wouldn't feel comfortable with it.
I'm so sorry,
Yours Truly
~*~*~*~*~*