Car Trouble?

A groan escaped Aoshi's lips when there was persistent knocking on his bedroom door. He rolled over mumbling incoherent words, but his eyes snapped open when it was Okon's familiar voice calling out to him.

"Ohayoo Aoshi-sama, I've just placed your breakfast in your study. Oh by the way Hannya wishes to speak with you as soon as possible too." Aoshi sat up in his bed hearing Okon's footsteps head back down the hallway and obviously downstairs towards the kitchen. His eyes moved from the door to the other side of the bed where Misao should be sleeping…but she wasn't there. Aoshi lifted up the piece of paper with his name scribbled on it and read the contents inside,

I didn't have the heart to wake you from your sleep. I've got some extra studying to do this morning, so I'll see you later on during the day. Thank you…for well…you know…

Oh, could you play the piano for me again some day?

Aoshi couldn't help but smile at the note and the fact there was a small hurried drawing at the bottom of it. From what Aoshi could make of it, still feeling half asleep, Misao had drawn a chibi head that had long bangs and a slight frown, obviously being himself and a small weasel head kissing his cheek. It was a given fact now; she was just too damn cute to give up on so easily. Aoshi finally rose from his bed, heading for his bathroom to shower and dress for the day, leaving the personal note resting on his unmade bed.

*

A small amount of time passed, Aoshi heading out of his bedroom and across the hallway and into his study where Hannya was already situated with newspapers in hand.

"So did you find the culprit?" Aoshi questioned straight away as he made his way to his leather chair, dressed in casual clothing and sat down in it.

"Iie Aoshi-sama. By the time I arrived with Hyotokko the trespasser had already fled the grounds. May I ask why you are worried about it now though? It happens to you quite frequently, but last night you seemed…well…annoyed really." Hannya had to strain his "old" ears to get all of the mumbling Aoshi was doing in response to his question.

"I had…um…company with me last night."

"Is that so Aoshi-sama? It was Misao-san right?" Hannya questioned confidently, a small smile breaking onto his lips as he watched Aoshi jerk his head up in silent wonder.

"Do not think I'm stupid Aoshi-sama, I have lived in this household for a long time. Why I was here before you were even born young sir. I may have aged over the years, but your ways are something I'll always know about whether you like it or not."

"Well I…" Aoshi begun, as though wanting to explain himself but got no further as Hannya continued on,

"And besides you needn't hide such situations from us Aoshi-sama. We of the Shinomori Family know everything about the youngest member after all. Furthermore all we want is to see you smile once again, like you used to when your parents were alive. I believe as do the others you have found that smile again, only now it is not directed at us, but a certain feisty young woman ne?" Aoshi's eyes widened at Hannya's words, complete mortification racing through him as he felt a familiar heat rushing towards his usually emotionless face…namely rushing towards his cheeks that is.

A soft chuckle resinated within the mansion as Hannya stepped out of Aoshi's office to get back to his usual routine. After a moment Aoshi finally got his embarrassed blush under control and leaned back in his swivel chair. A smile quirked his lips as he sifted through Hannya's precise words. The old man was right though; he could never hide anything from the people that had always been apart of his family.

* * * *

(An hour or so later…)

Aoshi was now dressed in one of his many dark coloured business suits and was currently heading for the front door. He stepped outside; dark clouds rumbling far off in the distance as he took his briefcase and a dark grey trench coat silently from Hannya.

"Is everything alright Aoshi-sama?" Hannya questioned as he had noticed the far away look in the young man's eyes.

"Yes I'm fine, just thinking is all." Hannya nodded his head and shut the limousine door and watched Soujiro drive away, heading for the main Shinomori Office Building. He however was not satisfied with the answer his young master had given him, but he as a "servant" had no right to question Aoshi about it. Hannya watched as the limousine pulled out of the long driveway and finally he turned heading back inside, his insides however were churning. Something was going to happen this day and Hannya wasn't sure whether it was going to be good…or bad.

* * * *

(Inside the limousine)

Aoshi remained silent, his laptop open on his lap, but his fingers were not fluttering over the keypad like they usually did. Indeed Hannya had asked an appropriate question and one Aoshi didn't have an answer to as of yet.

In truth he was not okay. His insides churned with confusion. Just what were he and Misao doing? He was a respectable businessman and what of his thoughts about Misao? Well she was a single mother just trying to get by in life without any hiccups along the way and by some odd twist of fate they had come together. In some strange way two completely different people, with different upbringing's and lifestyles became as one…needed and depended on the other for odd reasons that it probably wasn't even clear to the both of them.

Aoshi shook his head of such thoughts and hit the automatic button that would move the window down to let in some fresh air. Why did he always have to think so much? Aoshi's green-grey eyes, usually consisted of sharpness and scrutiny were now lowered, almost pouting in sadness as his thoughts again wondered back to the young woman who had sprung into his life…and affected him to no end.

"Get a grip Aoshi…"

"Did you say something Aoshi-sama?" Soujiro spoke, turning the radio down and peering at Aoshi through the rear vision mirror.

"Its nothing Soujiro." A frown was now supporting Soujiro's lips, something that was extremely rare for him, but even he was beginning to worry for his now ever silent and brooding master. Sure he had known Aoshi to always be like this, but the constant frown furrowing his brow every now and then meant only one thing,

…Misao.

As Soujiro pulled up at the kerb outside of the main office, he turned his head to look at Aoshi who was still starring out the window as though he was now in some sort of daze.

"What time would you like me to pick you up Aoshi-sama?" That seemed to snap him out of his thoughts and Aoshi stepped out of the car as the doorman to the building walked down the stairs and opened it for him.

"That won't be necessary Soujiro. If I need a ride I'll call you." Soujiro nodded and watched Aoshi head into the building, observing as he silently nodded to several employees as he passed them by.

"Aoshi-sama, what is wrong? Why won't you confide in us?" Soujiro mumbled to himself and then placed the car in drive and took off, not without noticing that a large thunderstorm was heading this way.

* * * *

(Floor 32, Aoshi's Office)

"Hikari, could you please bring me some tea?" He received an affirmative answer from his secretary and walked inside his office and flopped down into his leather chair.

Minutes ticked by and Aoshi was greeted with a knock on his door, Hikari walking inside with a pot of tea and a single cup.

"Here are your messages for the past few days Mr Shinomori. Mr Fukae has called several times demanding to speak with you, but I informed him that you have been unavailable. He insists you check your email account straight away, urgent financial matters he stated and then hung up rather rudely." Aoshi nodded and waited for Hikari to leave his office before picking up the phone and dialling Fukae's number. As he did so, it being on speed dial, he opened the three e-mails all with attachments Fukae had sent him. Now there was no time to think of a certain out spoken young woman who seemed to always cloud his thoughts these days…and for once Aoshi was thankful for this.

* * * *

(Tokyo University)

Misao idly drummed her pen into her pad of writing paper. Notes were scribbled here and there but as soon as her lecturer begun another spill on the history of a certain three course cuisine, Misao's mind began to wonder towards a different kind of dessert,

…Aoshi.

Shaking of the head snapped Misao out of her thoughts, but the bright flush was still on her cheeks. No, no, no! It would do her no good to think of him right now. It should be study, study, study! Not Aoshi, Aoshi, Aoshi! Misao scrunched her face up once more, a memory flashing through her mind of this morning when she woke up just before sunrise to realise she had stolen all of the quilt on Aoshi's bed and had only left the poor man…wait…the poor naked man with a thin gold sheet. It left nothing to the imagination as Misao had already seen him without the sheet covering his lower body. At that thought Misao's blush was now completely back ten fold!

Loud thumps were heard and the lecturer stopped talking, all eyes focusing on Misao as she had smacked her head against her desk numerous times wanting the permanent image of a one naked Aoshi Shinomori to vanish from her mind…and fast.

"Miss Makimachi, is everything alright?" Misao jerked up, her face as red as a tomato as she stood up, collecting her things while she was at it and quickly excused herself, rushing out of the room, her lecturer calling her name in confusion, but she did not answer.

Misao now stood at a drinking fountain splashing some water on her face, but stood up when she heard a familiar voice calling out to her.

"Eh, Sano, what are you doing here?" Misao questioned while watching the spiky haired man hold up an envelope.

"Well the Kitsune-onna is sick and begged me to turn in one of her reports so I thought I'd finally cut her some slack and came down to drop it off…though I'm not quite sure where the medical section of the university is." Misao rolled her eyes at that, knowing full well that her dear friend was not exactly an expert in the "directions" department.

"Come on, I'll show you the way. I just hope my mind stops wondering to Ao…err nothing…nevermind…forget I was actually saying anything okay roosterhead?" She received an odd expression from Sano and sighed happily, as he never did take her babbling seriously…or paid that much attention to it in the first place. When Misao rambled Sano knew it was time to shut of his "listening skills", not that the roosterhead had very much of that in the first place.

As the pair walked silently down the hallway, Misao was definitely not expecting the questions that now burst forth from an always straight to the point Sagara Sanosuke.

"So Misao has the sexual chemistry between you and that Shinomori guy increased to actual sex or what? I was talking to Saitou the other day and he was all in explanation mode for once about you and this Shinomori at the garage. I mean seriously, something had to have happened between the two of you by now right? It's not like you're some shy girl or anything. Usually when you want something so badly you just jump on it…so have ya jumped him or wha- OWWWWW!" Sano yelled, his voice echoing down the corridors as Misao had beaten him to a pulp and shoved him into the wall. Her face was ten bright shades of red, from both anger and embarrassment, mostly embarrassment of course as she snatched the "Kitsune-onna's" report from Sano's hands and waltzed further down the corridor in a huff.

Sano smirked at this newfound information. So his little weasel girl…err little weasel woman…was indeed thinking of that tall businessman. Something definitely happened between those two that's for sure. Sano would have never received a reaction from her otherwise. He cocked his head slightly, now in thinking mode. Perhaps Misao's situation was more complicated then he thought it could have been and that's when it all started to sink home,

…Shin.

It had to be about him. Sano's chocolate brown eyes frowned slightly as he finally moved away from the wall and went into a small jog to keep an eye on Misao's image walking crossly down the corridor.

"You are afraid to tell him…aren't you weasel…?" Sano mumbled to himself before breaking into a run when Misao turned a corner.

"Hey weasel, look I'm sorry! I won't pry anymore I promise!" Sano now scowled. She had the nerve to ignore him!

"WEASEL GIRL WAIT UP!"

* * * *

(Aoshi's Office)

Aoshi pressed his intercom switch to get Hikari's attention.

"Yes Mr Shinomori?" She spoke softly.

"What time is it Hikari?" Aoshi questioned and received a muffled answer of 10 minutes to three, as she must have been sifting through some paperwork she had yet to file.

"I'll be leaving the office for the day, can you call the front to have a personal car waiting for me?"

"Yes Sir." Was his answer and Aoshi began packing up his briefcase before shutting down his desktop computer, turning off the lights and heading out the door.

"If Fukae rings and he claims that the call is urgent, please transfer a message to my pager Hikari."

"Yes Sir, have a good afternoon." Aoshi nodded in kind at her words and stepped into the lift hitting the ground floor button to head to the lobby.

* * * *

(Outside the Shinomori Head Office)

Aoshi nodded his thanks to the doorman who opened the sleek black BMW driver's side door for him. He got in, placing his case and coat on the passengers side, adjusted the seat and mirrors to his liking and then placed the car into drive and took off down the street. He rarely drove on his own and Aoshi had forgotten how good it felt at being able to do so. As he surfed to find a suitable radio station, he came across a familiar song he had caught Misao singing.

As Aoshi drove down the street, turning here and there, he finally snapped out of his half daze to realise just exactly where he was,

…Shin's kindergarten.

As a car drove out from a park alongside the kindergarten, Aoshi quickly placed on the indicator and parked with ease. The car engine was off in a second and he was out the door and heading for the stairs. He had not seen Shin in quite sometime…having been extremely busy with work…and then there was Misao as well.

Aoshi took the first few steps two at a time, but stopped when he saw a young boy and girl open the door with the help of an adult.

"I know that face." Aoshi spoke the first thing he thought of and observed as the laughter of the two small children stopped and both pairs of blue eyes turned to look up at him.

"Ah, Aoshi-san!" Shin spoke happily and raced down the stairs to stand in front of the now crouching Aoshi. Blue eyes shone happily at seeming him and Aoshi couldn't help but be reminded of Misao as he had seen that excited look cross her face also.

"Shin-chan, ja ne, I'll see you tomorrow in the park okay?" The little girl spoke while waving goodbye and taking her dads hand.

"HAI!" Shin shouted, waving goodbye also and then practically glomped onto Aoshi's arm.

"Ne, ne Aoshi-san, can we play in the park over there, just till Genzai-sensei picks me up? Pleaseeeeeeeeee?" With a pouting look like that how could Aoshi refuse such a request?

"Oh alright…" Aoshi spoke slightly dramatic as though having succumbed to Shin's plea and then stood up taking the four years hand in his and walked across the street.

"Aoshi-san you wouldn't believe what happened in school today!" Shin started ranting away, Aoshi just glancing down at the small boy, who was only looking where they were going but still chatting a mile a minute. Aoshi couldn't help but place on a small smile as he noticed that Shin's left hand was moving about at an incredible speed as he tried to emphasise on what had been so exciting in his class today.

"Shin-chan?" Aoshi interrupted the small boy, watching as his head tilted up to stare questioningly at him.

"I'm sorry I missed seeing you during the week, perhaps you can forgive me over some ice cream?" Aoshi "bribed" and pointed to the ice cream stall just a few feet in front of them. Shin's hand slipped from his own as the four year old raced to line up and then proceeded to wave his new friend over. It appeared Aoshi had been totally forgiven.

"If I get three scoops I'll make you my new best friend Aoshi-san!" Aoshi peered down at the small boy, crouching to be at the four-year-olds height so he could watch him purse his lips as though in deep thought.

"Deal." Aoshi agreed and shook Shin's hand. He proceeded to stand up, taking Shin with him and placed him on his left hip. The woman in front of him finally got her ice creams for her three children and now it was Aoshi and Shin's turn.

"What would you and your son like Sir?" The elderly stallman asked, a smile crossing his face as Shin and Aoshi turned to gaze at each other at hearing that comment.

"Did you hear that Aoshi-san? He just said you were my daddy!" Shin proceeded to giggle with glee and wrapped his arms around Aoshi's neck while deciding to correct the elderly man.

"Aoshi-san happens to be my best friend, right Aoshi-san?" Shin asked, a bright smile forming on his lips. It so happened that his smile was contagious as the elderly man and a young couple with their little twin girls behind the two of them smiled and laughed as well. All Aoshi could do was nod his head in silence, a lump having been caught in his throat. These strangers…thought they were father and son? Unconsciously Aoshi's right arm raised up and wrapped snuggly around the still giggling four-year-olds back.

"What flavours would you like Shin-chan?" Aoshi finally spoke in a gentle soft voice, surprising even himself at the caring intensity behind it.

"I would like to have chocolate, stawberry and vanilla!" Aoshi couldn't help but bend his head and smile into Shin's shiny black hair and then softly corrected the small child in his arms.

"That's strawberry Shin-chan." Turning to face the elderly man Aoshi spoke again.

"Could you make that two servings of each in separate containers for us?"

"Strawberry…hmm…doesn't sound right to me…" Shin pondered to himself for a moment, but shrugged his shoulders in the process. It didn't matter to him because he was still getting ice cream.

"Arigatou!" Shin voiced loudly, the elderly man smiling and bowing in thanks to Aoshi as he let him keep the change and then watched the two of them head off to a bunch of shady trees to enjoy their ice cream.

*

(Shinomori Residence)

Misao had only just turned up and was just about to greet Hannya who was walking towards her when her cell phone rang.

"Moshi Moshi, this is Mi-"

"Misao-chan thank goodness I finally got a hold of you." Misao's eyebrows scrunched together at the tone of voice her grandpa was using.

"Jiya, what's up?"

"Genzai-sensei had to rush Ayame-chan to the hospital, she has caught some sort of sickness and is unable to pick up Shin-chan. I tried ringing the school to let them know to keep him inside but no one is answering." Misao nearly dropped the cell phone at that. Ayame was ill? And now her boy was waiting outside with no one watching over him!

"Hannya-san, I gotta go!" Misao all but yelled at the silent man and he did nothing but watch as Misao reefed on her helmet, started up her motorbike and cranked it at full speed as she headed out of the Shinomori mansion grounds.

*

(Back at the park…)

Aoshi and Shin were sitting with their backs resting against a cherry tree. Aoshi had already finished his ice cream, but Shin was still going and making the hugest mess while he was at it too. Aoshi had been amazed to discover that Shin had not spilt any on his clothes.

"Are you done?" Aoshi questioned as he saw Shin scoop up the last bit of chocolate ice cream into his mouth. Shin nodded his head in agreement, a big smile on his face as he had enjoyed that immensely. Shin became surprised when he was lifted up and into Aoshi's lap. Blue eyes stared into down turned green-grey ones as Aoshi fished through his pockets.

"You made such a mess Shin-chan." Aoshi muttered, pulling out some tissues and proceeded to carefully rid the young boy of left over melted ice cream covering his chubby face.

"This feels different…" Shin muttered to himself but Aoshi had heard and spoke his own question while beginning to wipe Shin's right cheek.

"What feels different?" Green-grey eyes gazed into big innocent blue ones as Shin's arms flared about trying to explain what he meant.

"My mummy usually does this everytime I make a mess, but now you are Aoshi-san."

"Does your dad not do this for you?" At the sad pouting look of the four-year-old in his lap Aoshi immediately wanted to take back his question, scrunch it up and throw it out as though it never existed.

"Well…I don't have a daddy…"

"Oh…" Aoshi had no idea what to say at the moment and as he and Shin sat in silence, having finished cleaning him up, Aoshi turned his head upwards to look into the cherry tree.

"Do you want to climb this tree with me Shin-chan?"

"Really?" There, he had regained that bubbly excited voice and it made Aoshi sigh softly in relief. He stood up taking Shin with him and placed him onto the first branch. Shin watched, with excited wide eyes as Aoshi hoisted himself up and crouched on the branch, balancing on it with ease and great expertise.

"You want to go higher with me?" Aoshi asked again, already knowing the young boy wanted to go higher as he kept on looking up. Aoshi positioned Shin in front of him, indicating for him to hold onto the collar of his shirt real tight as he made his way further up the tree, using only one hand and his legs as he kept one safely around the boy.

"SUGOI!" Shin yelled happily as Aoshi finally let him down and placed him on his butt, the branch in between his legs as to keep him more balanced. Aoshi too sat down, but with both legs hanging over the edge of the branch but he always kept one hand near the awestruck boy just in case. There was still a fair few feet to go to actually reach the top of the tree but Aoshi calculated that with his weight the thinner branches would probably snap and so it was best to stay put where they were, not that Shin was complaining or anything.

"Wow Aoshi-san, I've never been this high before." He spoke cheerfully as bright blue orbs sparked happily up at him. A smile crossed Aoshi's face as he placed his hand on Shin's head and spoke softly but sternly making sure Shin understood his words.

"I'm glad you like being this high Shin-chan, but make sure never to do this by yourself. Always have your mum or me around so you won't get hurt okay?"

"Hai!"

As Aoshi gazed around the park, hearing the faint squeals of other children playing not to far away, old memories began flooding his mind.

"Aoshi-san, are you okay?" Aoshi snapped out of his thoughts as he stared down into frowning blue eyes.

"I'm okay, just thinking of my own family. I used to play in this park when I was little like you Shin-chan."

"Honto desu ka?" Aoshi nodded his head once more, his eyes turning to the swarming black clouds heading this way.

"Aoshi-san, what's a daddy like?" Aoshi's eyes grew slightly wider in surprise at Shin's question. That was something he definitely wasn't expecting to be asked.

"Well its different for everyone Shin-chan. My dad for instance he was a very serious man because he always had a straight face like this." Shin watched Aoshi make a face and giggled in glee.

"When my dad would finish work he'd always come find me hiding somewhere in the house or in the yard as I always wanted to play with him…and we did for hours until my mum called us in for dinner. He was very kind and loved my mother very much."

"Sounds like heaps of fun Aoshi-san, can I meet your daddy and play with him too?" Innocent blue eyes pouted when a different expression…almost dark crossed his new best friend's face.

"Aoshi…san?" Shin spoke softly, watching as Aoshi shook his head slightly, a pained smile crossing his lips as he replied to his previous question.

"You can't Shin-chan. He…died a long time ago." A lip trembled, sniffles were heard and then the torrent began! It was full-blown water works to the max!

"Wah, Aoshi-san's daddy died!!!!!!" This completely threw Aoshi out of his own sadness as streams of tears ran down the young boy's face. Aoshi had thought he had been doing so well with the boy, but now that he was in hysterics he became unsure of what to do at a time like this. It didn't take him long to figure it out as Shin-chan jumped into his lap and cried into his chest. A smile crept onto Aoshi's lips as he peered down at the weeping boy and placed his arms around him. His emotions were completely erratic…just like Misao's.

"Shin-chan there is no need to cry for me, my dad had to leave because he was in a lot of pain." Sniffles were his answer and Aoshi lifted up Shin's head and wiped away the tears on his rosy cheeks.

"I'm happy my dad doesn't have to be in pain anymore."

"But don't you feel sad Aoshi-san?" Came the muffled reply.

"Of course I do, but my dad has company cause my mum is up there too."

"Your mummy died too!?!?" And then another wave of tears was set off. Aoshi slapped his hand on his forehead not thinking this was going to set the young child off again.

"Don't cry Shin-chan, just remember that I'll always have my memories of my parents and I together. I'll always be happy as long as I have memories of them inside of me so I don't have to cry. If I cry, I'll know they will feel sad for me and I don't want that for them."

"You mean…when I cry it hurts my mummy?" Aoshi had to ponder this question for sometime now. What could one say as not to place the boy into hysterics again?

"It might if she doesn't know why you are crying, but in the end she'll always make it better no matter what. Do you know what's the best medicine of all Shin-chan?" Aoshi watched the boy stand up in his lap, rubbing his eyes and shaking his head negatively.

"A big bright smile full of happiness and love just for your mum. She's a very strong woman you know that don't you?" Puffy eyes shone happily again as Shin began to ramble.

"My mummy is the best ever! Whenever I get hurt, she's always there to make it better. When I paint a picture in 'Kindie' mummy always tells me how great it is and sticks it up on the fridge. Everytime a festival is comes we always dress up and go out together. Mummy is real brave too…but…" At the change in Shin's eyes, Aoshi began to descend slowly to the ground but also insisted that Shin finish what he wanted to say.

"Mummy's been sad for a long time Aoshi-san. Although mummy smiled for me, I heard her crying many times. I didn't know what to do, so I pretended not to hear it and in the morning she'd smile again as though she hadn't even cried the night before."

"Misao…crying…" Aoshi mumbled to himself, his own flashback of hearing about Misao crying coming to him and his heart twisted at hearing it again. As Aoshi jumped to the ground, he decided to place Shin back onto the branch they had first settled upon and was holding him there with his hands.

"But do you know what Aoshi-san?" Shin spoke, his blue eyes now sparkling with joy once more. This happy-go-lucky attitude suited Shin the best…just like it did with Misao. Aoshi finally shook his head, as he didn't know what Shin was going to say next.

"I think mummy is going to be happy again." Aoshi smiled at the boy's positive words and turned his face up to gaze at him. His voice caught in his throat as Shin leaned down slightly, his tiny hands cupping his face as blue eyes froze green-grey ones subconsciously telling him not to break away from him.

"And I've got Aoshi-san to thank for that."

"What…?"

"SHIN-CHAAAAAAAANNNNNNNN!" Running footsteps knocked Aoshi and Shin from there gaze and the both of them watched as a frantic woman ran around some trees and stopped in the clearing, her ocean blue eyes growing wide as she looked at the scene in front of her.

"Shin-chan, oh thank goodness I fou…A-Aoshi…?" Misao glanced between her son who was sitting on a branch, one of his little hands still resting on Aoshi's cheek and then it diverted straight to a very surprised looking Aoshi. Misao had been so relieved to have found her son having followed the directions of the ice cream stallman, but she had not paid any attention to the description of the "mysterious man" her son had walked off with…and now she knew whom it actually was.

"Misao I…" As thunder rolled in the dark cloudy sky, Aoshi was stuck for words. How the hell was he going to explain this?!?

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To be continued…

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Authors Notes: Don't get over excited people. I just created this (kind of forcefully on my behalf) as a belated Christmas and New Years present to my loyal readers for sticking around and waiting patiently for me to get off my arse and actually write something up…no matter what story it was. ^_^;

I'm still very much on hiatus, but perhaps if I force myself to be a hermit (not that its hard in this hot weather) I might be able to finish the next section of this chapter. I was going to type it in this chapter, but then that just creates more suspense for this story does it not?

I do hope this will satisfy someone out there for the time being. I did sort of promise that I'd be back with a vengeance in 2004…and I promise I will, just give me time to get some "practice" in writing again I'll get back into it.

Gomen nasai! *Bows a thousand times over*