The 12th Street Apartment
11/24/2003
Hi everyone!
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Recap: Gina is in coma. Saitou hears the message on his machine.
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+Review Responses+
Unique-Starfish: Wow... you really must like my story... you're always the first person to review... like right after I post and a check my mail you've already reviewed. Thanks for all the encouragement!! Means a lot to me!! ^.^
MissBehavin- Yes Grandmother does have a heart!
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And since I got nice reviews from everyone throughout this whole story... I decided to rush and write this chapter... this is for everyone who reviewed especially Unique-Starfish, MissBehavin, HarukoNigihayami and Purpo kitee kat!
Thank you!!
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More like here... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Gina groaned as she blinked furiously, "Huh? MEEP!" She let out a short squeak as she saw bright purple eyes looking intently at her.
"I'm SO sorry!" The young nurse jerked up, "You're awake!" She clapped her hands, much to Gina's embarrassment. Her brown hair hopped up and down.
"Yeah..."
"I'll go find the doctor..." The nurse skipped out of the room.
"Who gave her all that sugar..." Gina muttered out loud.
"Not me... that's for sure." A soft childish boy voice came from the doorway.
Gina glanced up to see a short young man with bright brown eyes. She sat up, "Hi. Name's-"
"Gina. I know... I overheard the doctor's talking... I'm Soujirou." He smiled brightly.
"Hi... what are you in here for?"
"Got into a fight... got stabbed..." He shrugged, the smile never leaving his face.
Gina sighed, "I don't really remember what happened... I'm guessing since I hurt all over that I was in a fight..." She rubbed her head.
" I think the doctor's said you tried to commit suicide..."
"It's speculation Mr. Seta." A tall woman appeared, brushing her platinum blond hair back. She smiled broadly at Gina, "I'm Doctor Holly Lee." Her voice was disgusting sweet.
Soujirou took one look at the doctor and retreated into his room across the hall.
She went on the list Gina's wounds... Gina dozed off.
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"Hey?" Soujirou shook Gina's arm.
Gina woke with a start. "Sorry Soujirou... did she leave?"
"Yeah... about ten minutes ago..." He smiled.
Gina grinned, "I feel bad... but she was REALLY boring..."
"Hey Souj!" Another male voice came from the doorway.
Soujirou spun around, "Hey Okita... in here!"
A young man around the same height as Soujirou walked in. He had the same smile as Soujirou. He had the same messy black hair and even the same warm brown eyes as Soujirou.
"You guys related?"
The two replied at the same time, "Twins."
"You would be?" Okita said.
(A/N: I thought it would be cute to have Okita and Soujirou as twin...)
"Gina Saitou. Pleasure to meet you Mr. Okita." She smiled brightly. Then frowned as she felt a sharp pain in her back.
"Saitou... any relation to Hajime Saitou? Head of Tokyo's IA department?" Okita inquired.
(A/N: IA is internal affairs)
Gina laughed, "Everyone seems to ask that... yes... I'm his daughter."
"So you are the famous untouchable Gina..." Okita shot a glance at his twin.
Gina raised an eyebrow, "Untouchable?"
"Well... anyone brave enough to date you has to get past your father first..." Okita grinned broadly.
Gina rolled her eyes and replied dryly, "Yeah... that's my dad for you."
"Mr. Seta... I highly suggest you get back to your ROOM!" Doctor Lee had returned. She pointed to Soujirou's room across the hall. Soujirou shuffled back, telling Gina he would visit again. Okita thought the doctor had referred to him and also left with an apologetic glance back at Gina.
The doctor grabbed a very surprised Okita's arm and began a conversation with him immediately. It was more like the doctor was flirting and Okita was just rubbing the back of his head, his smile never fading.
Gina saw Soujirou standing by his door, bent over in laughter. Gina could not stiffen the giggled coming from herself. The scene was just too much.
(A/N: I needed funny tidbits...)
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Aoshi and Kenshin dropped by that afternoon. Gina was playing solitary with a pack of cards. She was so intent on playing the game she did not notice her brothers.
Kenshin walked over and bopped his younger sister on the head, "Hey!"
Gina swatted him with a hand, "Wait a minute..." She frowned, moving a couple cards before looked up at Kenshin. "Oh... it's you..." She looked stunned for a minute, "KENSHIN!" She yelled, hugging her brother tightly.
His eyes grew wide as he choked, "G-gin-gin-g-g--gin-a!"
Gina giggled as she released him. She winced in pain. "You all right?" Kenshin inquired, eyes wide.
"Do I look okay?" She joked.
"You look ugly... as always." He teased. She swatted him again. He handed her a small brown teddy bear. She thanked him and hugged it tightly.
Aoshi just stood solidly by the door. "Hey Aoshi... you want to talk to Gina?" Kenshin called over his shoulder. Aoshi shrugged impassively.
"What's wrong with him?" Gina whispered to Kenshin.
Kenshin shrugged as he patted Gina's hand, "Talk to him... okay? He's been like this for days..."
She squeezed his hand reassuringly and Kenshin departed. Aoshi stood by the door, kicking the invisible specks of dust.
Gina was a little hesitant to speak, "Aoshi?"
He glanced up at her, "What?" He asked in a monotone voice.
"You okay?" She said softly.
"I'm fine... you should be worrying about yourself." He leaned against the doorpost.
"Aoshi? Are you mad at me?" She asked softly. In her mind, she knew the only way to get his attention was trickery.
There was no reply as Aoshi continued to shift his weight from foot to foot. Gina let a tear slipped with her eyes and down her check, "I'm sorry Aoshi." She turned around, facing not the door but the window.
Inwardly, she wondered if he had noticed; or even cared anymore. Where was the Aoshi she loved- her protective older brother? Had he gone and becomes a recluse?
(A/N: Don't know what the word means? Highlight it and press Ctrl- D... the definition of the word pops up... it's VERY handy... thank you this great website!! ^.^)
She heard Aoshi move towards the bed. She did not feel like facing him; what if he was just going to be pokerfaced... she couldn't stand it when he did that; not in a time like this when she NEEDED to know how he was feeling.
"Gina..." Aoshi whispered lightly.
Gina turned slightly, meaning just to look back at her brother and look away again, but one look at his tear-stained face caused Gina to throw her arm around him; both sobbing.
(A/N: Awww... )
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Tokio couldn't face her daughter and hoped Gina would understand.
Gina was a little hurt but understanding. She tried not to mind. Saitou was here daily, preaching to her about how he would 'crush the-person-who-did- this-to-her into an atom.' He always made her laugh.
Gina remembered little about that afternoon and had really no memory on who attacked her.
Gina knew there was something her father always avoided telling her.
Saitou always kept his black bag by the door- always watching it with keen eyes. Gina knew it was were he kept most of the important information; she just didn't understand what he did not want to show her.
Saitou was protecting her; he knew what was best for her. Since Gina did not remember that day, there was no need to re-expose her to the evidence against Jin. It was Jin; an ATM machine across the road had captured parts of the fight, along with Jin leaving the alley.
Problem was that Jin had disappeared right after the fight. Saitou just hoped she wasn't after his daughter.
(A/N: This probably would have been Jin's first charge... the jury would be more lenient towards a first time offender rather than if she tried this three times before. I'm not going in detail about Jin right now... I'm more focusing on Gina's condition)
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Misao dropped by one afternoon.
Gina was reading a book as the young woman bounded in. "Hi hi Gina!!!"
Gina put down her book, "Hey Misao."
Misao had a HUGE bag with her. She instantly set the bag down and began to pull out various items from it.
(A/N: Think Mary Poppin's bag...again with the Mary Poppin's actions)
Misao hurried around the room; replacing picture here, putting flowers there, setting cards along the window sill, lining up boxes of candy by the nightstand.
Gina touched her head slightly; she felt herself getting dizzy from watching Misao.
"Hey... what's going on?" Soujirou stepped into the room, nearly being run over by a frantic Misao. He grasped as he grabbed the railing to Gina's bed, "Who's that?"
"A friend..."
"DONE!" Misao announced triumphantly.
Gina nodded, "Uh... thanks Misao..."
"Your room looks like a jungle." Soujirou whispered in Gina's ear.
Misao checked her watch, "I have to go! Aoshi is seeing a play at six o'clock today."
Gina was amazed, "He asked you to do with him?"
Misao shook her head, "That's a dream..." She looked distant, "Kenshin told me... and I got seats RIGHT NEXT TO HIM!" She squealed as she dashed off.
(A/N: I'm actually not planning on keeping Misao obsessed over Aoshi that much longer... as you can probably tell already... she is fawning over Aoshi... I planned to try and change it so Aoshi is trying to get Misao's attention... what a long shot... but I'll try in the chapters coming up.)
"Aoshi? Your brother... that dark guy?" Soujirou asked.
"Well... I guess if you see him in that way..."
"She likes him?"
"More like she's in LOVE with him."
"Does he like her?"
Gina shrugged, "My matchmaking skills aren't that good... and Aoshi hasn't dated since high school..."
"Hey guys!" Okita crept into the room quickly.
"What's wrong Okita?" Gina asked.
Okita glanced behind him, "Is that doctor here?"
Soujirou laughed, "She like you!"
"Aw..." Gina chimed in.
Okita glared at them, "Quit that..."
"OKITA!" A sickening pleasant voice came from the doorway. Okita froze and spun around, just as Doctor Lee cuddled him.
Soujirou shot a disgusted look at Gina. The scene with the doctor had been funny in the beginning, but after a week long of Okita being tortured, it had gotten nauseating to watch. Okita was almost at the end of his wit.
Gina frowned; she had thought of a way to get the doctor to stay away from Okita... but that involved her to... oh... it was worth a shot...
"HEY! What do you think you're doing?" Gina yelled at the doctor.
Doctor Holly Lee stopped hugging Okita and glanced at her patient, "Excuse me?"
"What are you doing to my boyfriend?" Gina demanded. Soujirou gulped, but Gin knew he was cracking up inside. She frowned at the doctor, tapping her slim fingers on the bed rails, "I'm waiting for answer..."
She caught Okita's eyes and gave him a meaningful look, 'Play along if you want to get out of this.'
Okita himself was bright pink. Not only had the doctor harassed him, now Gina wanted him to play along as HER boyfriend? "Uh Gina..." He swallowed as he forced the words from his mouth, "Sweetheart? Don't you think... you're a little dramatizing this whole thing?"
Gina glared at the 'boyfriend,' "OVERREACTING? She was ALL over you!" She let tears fall from her eyes, "Some boyfriend you are." She reached for the closest thing to could get her hand on; a box of chocolate, which she hurled at Okita or... she actually hit the doctor. The chocolates shattered.
Doctor Holly fled from the room as Gina picked up another box. The door slammed as the doctor ran down the hall. Gina gave a satisfied smirk. "Problem solved... want a piece of chocolate Okita? Soujirou?" She said nonchalantly.
Soujirou was hunched over, silent laugher wracking his body. The sides of Gina's mouth twitched into a thin smile. Okita was stunned. He just looked at Gina, to the chocolates on the floor, to the close door and back to Gina.
"Sorry Okita... it's the only way I could think of..." Gina shrugged as she bit into a piece of chocolate.
Okita bent down and picked up the empty box. He slowly began to pick up the fallen chocolates.
"You... you... you..." Soujirou was having a hard time talking, mixing his hic ups with his laughter. He finally clamed down, wiping some finally tears from his eyes, "I think it would have been better if you had walked right up to them, grabbed Okita... and kissed him."
Soujirou found that it was suddenly raining chocolates.
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Hee hee...
I'm actually not sure it I am going to keep Gina paired up with Okita... or pair her up with Soujirou... any suggestions?
Um... well... this is probably the last chapter before Thanksgiving... I said that last chapter too... (-.-)''' LOL...
HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!! EAT LOTS OF TURKEY!!
P.S. Or it you're an athlete, this is the advice my couch gave me: Don't eat too much; you're an athlete, it's not good for you.
(A/N: Too bad for him... I'm pigging out...)
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11/24/2003
Hi everyone!
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Recap: Gina is in coma. Saitou hears the message on his machine.
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+Review Responses+
Unique-Starfish: Wow... you really must like my story... you're always the first person to review... like right after I post and a check my mail you've already reviewed. Thanks for all the encouragement!! Means a lot to me!! ^.^
MissBehavin- Yes Grandmother does have a heart!
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And since I got nice reviews from everyone throughout this whole story... I decided to rush and write this chapter... this is for everyone who reviewed especially Unique-Starfish, MissBehavin, HarukoNigihayami and Purpo kitee kat!
Thank you!!
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Gina groaned as she blinked furiously, "Huh? MEEP!" She let out a short squeak as she saw bright purple eyes looking intently at her.
"I'm SO sorry!" The young nurse jerked up, "You're awake!" She clapped her hands, much to Gina's embarrassment. Her brown hair hopped up and down.
"Yeah..."
"I'll go find the doctor..." The nurse skipped out of the room.
"Who gave her all that sugar..." Gina muttered out loud.
"Not me... that's for sure." A soft childish boy voice came from the doorway.
Gina glanced up to see a short young man with bright brown eyes. She sat up, "Hi. Name's-"
"Gina. I know... I overheard the doctor's talking... I'm Soujirou." He smiled brightly.
"Hi... what are you in here for?"
"Got into a fight... got stabbed..." He shrugged, the smile never leaving his face.
Gina sighed, "I don't really remember what happened... I'm guessing since I hurt all over that I was in a fight..." She rubbed her head.
" I think the doctor's said you tried to commit suicide..."
"It's speculation Mr. Seta." A tall woman appeared, brushing her platinum blond hair back. She smiled broadly at Gina, "I'm Doctor Holly Lee." Her voice was disgusting sweet.
Soujirou took one look at the doctor and retreated into his room across the hall.
She went on the list Gina's wounds... Gina dozed off.
***
"Hey?" Soujirou shook Gina's arm.
Gina woke with a start. "Sorry Soujirou... did she leave?"
"Yeah... about ten minutes ago..." He smiled.
Gina grinned, "I feel bad... but she was REALLY boring..."
"Hey Souj!" Another male voice came from the doorway.
Soujirou spun around, "Hey Okita... in here!"
A young man around the same height as Soujirou walked in. He had the same smile as Soujirou. He had the same messy black hair and even the same warm brown eyes as Soujirou.
"You guys related?"
The two replied at the same time, "Twins."
"You would be?" Okita said.
(A/N: I thought it would be cute to have Okita and Soujirou as twin...)
"Gina Saitou. Pleasure to meet you Mr. Okita." She smiled brightly. Then frowned as she felt a sharp pain in her back.
"Saitou... any relation to Hajime Saitou? Head of Tokyo's IA department?" Okita inquired.
(A/N: IA is internal affairs)
Gina laughed, "Everyone seems to ask that... yes... I'm his daughter."
"So you are the famous untouchable Gina..." Okita shot a glance at his twin.
Gina raised an eyebrow, "Untouchable?"
"Well... anyone brave enough to date you has to get past your father first..." Okita grinned broadly.
Gina rolled her eyes and replied dryly, "Yeah... that's my dad for you."
"Mr. Seta... I highly suggest you get back to your ROOM!" Doctor Lee had returned. She pointed to Soujirou's room across the hall. Soujirou shuffled back, telling Gina he would visit again. Okita thought the doctor had referred to him and also left with an apologetic glance back at Gina.
The doctor grabbed a very surprised Okita's arm and began a conversation with him immediately. It was more like the doctor was flirting and Okita was just rubbing the back of his head, his smile never fading.
Gina saw Soujirou standing by his door, bent over in laughter. Gina could not stiffen the giggled coming from herself. The scene was just too much.
(A/N: I needed funny tidbits...)
***
Aoshi and Kenshin dropped by that afternoon. Gina was playing solitary with a pack of cards. She was so intent on playing the game she did not notice her brothers.
Kenshin walked over and bopped his younger sister on the head, "Hey!"
Gina swatted him with a hand, "Wait a minute..." She frowned, moving a couple cards before looked up at Kenshin. "Oh... it's you..." She looked stunned for a minute, "KENSHIN!" She yelled, hugging her brother tightly.
His eyes grew wide as he choked, "G-gin-gin-g-g--gin-a!"
Gina giggled as she released him. She winced in pain. "You all right?" Kenshin inquired, eyes wide.
"Do I look okay?" She joked.
"You look ugly... as always." He teased. She swatted him again. He handed her a small brown teddy bear. She thanked him and hugged it tightly.
Aoshi just stood solidly by the door. "Hey Aoshi... you want to talk to Gina?" Kenshin called over his shoulder. Aoshi shrugged impassively.
"What's wrong with him?" Gina whispered to Kenshin.
Kenshin shrugged as he patted Gina's hand, "Talk to him... okay? He's been like this for days..."
She squeezed his hand reassuringly and Kenshin departed. Aoshi stood by the door, kicking the invisible specks of dust.
Gina was a little hesitant to speak, "Aoshi?"
He glanced up at her, "What?" He asked in a monotone voice.
"You okay?" She said softly.
"I'm fine... you should be worrying about yourself." He leaned against the doorpost.
"Aoshi? Are you mad at me?" She asked softly. In her mind, she knew the only way to get his attention was trickery.
There was no reply as Aoshi continued to shift his weight from foot to foot. Gina let a tear slipped with her eyes and down her check, "I'm sorry Aoshi." She turned around, facing not the door but the window.
Inwardly, she wondered if he had noticed; or even cared anymore. Where was the Aoshi she loved- her protective older brother? Had he gone and becomes a recluse?
(A/N: Don't know what the word means? Highlight it and press Ctrl- D... the definition of the word pops up... it's VERY handy... thank you this great website!! ^.^)
She heard Aoshi move towards the bed. She did not feel like facing him; what if he was just going to be pokerfaced... she couldn't stand it when he did that; not in a time like this when she NEEDED to know how he was feeling.
"Gina..." Aoshi whispered lightly.
Gina turned slightly, meaning just to look back at her brother and look away again, but one look at his tear-stained face caused Gina to throw her arm around him; both sobbing.
(A/N: Awww... )
***
Tokio couldn't face her daughter and hoped Gina would understand.
Gina was a little hurt but understanding. She tried not to mind. Saitou was here daily, preaching to her about how he would 'crush the-person-who-did- this-to-her into an atom.' He always made her laugh.
Gina remembered little about that afternoon and had really no memory on who attacked her.
Gina knew there was something her father always avoided telling her.
Saitou always kept his black bag by the door- always watching it with keen eyes. Gina knew it was were he kept most of the important information; she just didn't understand what he did not want to show her.
Saitou was protecting her; he knew what was best for her. Since Gina did not remember that day, there was no need to re-expose her to the evidence against Jin. It was Jin; an ATM machine across the road had captured parts of the fight, along with Jin leaving the alley.
Problem was that Jin had disappeared right after the fight. Saitou just hoped she wasn't after his daughter.
(A/N: This probably would have been Jin's first charge... the jury would be more lenient towards a first time offender rather than if she tried this three times before. I'm not going in detail about Jin right now... I'm more focusing on Gina's condition)
***
Misao dropped by one afternoon.
Gina was reading a book as the young woman bounded in. "Hi hi Gina!!!"
Gina put down her book, "Hey Misao."
Misao had a HUGE bag with her. She instantly set the bag down and began to pull out various items from it.
(A/N: Think Mary Poppin's bag...again with the Mary Poppin's actions)
Misao hurried around the room; replacing picture here, putting flowers there, setting cards along the window sill, lining up boxes of candy by the nightstand.
Gina touched her head slightly; she felt herself getting dizzy from watching Misao.
"Hey... what's going on?" Soujirou stepped into the room, nearly being run over by a frantic Misao. He grasped as he grabbed the railing to Gina's bed, "Who's that?"
"A friend..."
"DONE!" Misao announced triumphantly.
Gina nodded, "Uh... thanks Misao..."
"Your room looks like a jungle." Soujirou whispered in Gina's ear.
Misao checked her watch, "I have to go! Aoshi is seeing a play at six o'clock today."
Gina was amazed, "He asked you to do with him?"
Misao shook her head, "That's a dream..." She looked distant, "Kenshin told me... and I got seats RIGHT NEXT TO HIM!" She squealed as she dashed off.
(A/N: I'm actually not planning on keeping Misao obsessed over Aoshi that much longer... as you can probably tell already... she is fawning over Aoshi... I planned to try and change it so Aoshi is trying to get Misao's attention... what a long shot... but I'll try in the chapters coming up.)
"Aoshi? Your brother... that dark guy?" Soujirou asked.
"Well... I guess if you see him in that way..."
"She likes him?"
"More like she's in LOVE with him."
"Does he like her?"
Gina shrugged, "My matchmaking skills aren't that good... and Aoshi hasn't dated since high school..."
"Hey guys!" Okita crept into the room quickly.
"What's wrong Okita?" Gina asked.
Okita glanced behind him, "Is that doctor here?"
Soujirou laughed, "She like you!"
"Aw..." Gina chimed in.
Okita glared at them, "Quit that..."
"OKITA!" A sickening pleasant voice came from the doorway. Okita froze and spun around, just as Doctor Lee cuddled him.
Soujirou shot a disgusted look at Gina. The scene with the doctor had been funny in the beginning, but after a week long of Okita being tortured, it had gotten nauseating to watch. Okita was almost at the end of his wit.
Gina frowned; she had thought of a way to get the doctor to stay away from Okita... but that involved her to... oh... it was worth a shot...
"HEY! What do you think you're doing?" Gina yelled at the doctor.
Doctor Holly Lee stopped hugging Okita and glanced at her patient, "Excuse me?"
"What are you doing to my boyfriend?" Gina demanded. Soujirou gulped, but Gin knew he was cracking up inside. She frowned at the doctor, tapping her slim fingers on the bed rails, "I'm waiting for answer..."
She caught Okita's eyes and gave him a meaningful look, 'Play along if you want to get out of this.'
Okita himself was bright pink. Not only had the doctor harassed him, now Gina wanted him to play along as HER boyfriend? "Uh Gina..." He swallowed as he forced the words from his mouth, "Sweetheart? Don't you think... you're a little dramatizing this whole thing?"
Gina glared at the 'boyfriend,' "OVERREACTING? She was ALL over you!" She let tears fall from her eyes, "Some boyfriend you are." She reached for the closest thing to could get her hand on; a box of chocolate, which she hurled at Okita or... she actually hit the doctor. The chocolates shattered.
Doctor Holly fled from the room as Gina picked up another box. The door slammed as the doctor ran down the hall. Gina gave a satisfied smirk. "Problem solved... want a piece of chocolate Okita? Soujirou?" She said nonchalantly.
Soujirou was hunched over, silent laugher wracking his body. The sides of Gina's mouth twitched into a thin smile. Okita was stunned. He just looked at Gina, to the chocolates on the floor, to the close door and back to Gina.
"Sorry Okita... it's the only way I could think of..." Gina shrugged as she bit into a piece of chocolate.
Okita bent down and picked up the empty box. He slowly began to pick up the fallen chocolates.
"You... you... you..." Soujirou was having a hard time talking, mixing his hic ups with his laughter. He finally clamed down, wiping some finally tears from his eyes, "I think it would have been better if you had walked right up to them, grabbed Okita... and kissed him."
Soujirou found that it was suddenly raining chocolates.
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Hee hee...
I'm actually not sure it I am going to keep Gina paired up with Okita... or pair her up with Soujirou... any suggestions?
Um... well... this is probably the last chapter before Thanksgiving... I said that last chapter too... (-.-)''' LOL...
HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!! EAT LOTS OF TURKEY!!
P.S. Or it you're an athlete, this is the advice my couch gave me: Don't eat too much; you're an athlete, it's not good for you.
(A/N: Too bad for him... I'm pigging out...)
^.^