Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha and company. Sounds like a business. .
.right??
A/N: So, Through Winter Gates is over, is that a good thing? Well, here's my newest story, inspired by Rumiko Takahashi's One Pound Gospel and my newly lit belief in Jesus and God and all that stuff.
Christianity instead of Shinto is the backbone of this story and it does get violent at times so please. . .if you're squeamish just know "YOU'RE IN GOOD COMPANY".
Lol. So if you like it please review! If you like you don't have to review. If you hate it please review and tell me what you hate. Flames are welcome. Cause it really isn't against the law to voice your hatred for something. I do it all the time!!! Hee hee!!
Summary: [AU] A nun, a well, a rosary, and a bible. A seal, a human, a temper, and a katana. A romance like none other. Well... at least it would be if it wasn't for the certain law for nuns to never marry. Not that could get in the way for this nun in love. Inu/Kag Romance/General
This story isn't all wacky and fun. It has very sad parts, since I can't leave my depression unwritten. Drugs, anger, youkai, suicide, and all that good depressing stuff!! Hee hee!! Just can't stand being in my own mind for too long. . .¬_¬
So on with the story!!!
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The Nun and the Well Part 1
". . .may the lord be with you." The young nun moved her hands in a cross motion.
"Thank you, Sister."
"Your very welcome." The sister smiled and opened the chamber door and walked out, leaving the man that had confessed to his own thoughts.
*
The Nun and the Sinner
By: Herb-chan
*
"You're so kind, Sister Kagome." Said an elderly nun.
"Thank you!" the young nun smiled, her face lighting up under the black headdress.
"You still seeing him? He's bad news, Sister," said another nun as she rocked a small crib with a napping child in it.
"I'm not seeing him! He's come for confession, asked for me, and I have complied in relieving his sins." Kagome said defiantly as she turned her head and headed toward the back of the nursery she was currently working in.
Higurashi Kagome, age 14, gave up her freedom to the Roman Catholic Church and became a nun. She still, at the age of 17, had not exchanged her vows to become a full fledged nun so she was still a novice, working in the daycare.
Whatever drove her to the life of a men less living environment was beyond anyone but they say it was from her bad and tormenting past with men.
And that's where she always left the story.
*--*--*
"I'll be back in a few days!" Kagome called to the other nuns as she stepped out into the bright light of the outdoors of Tokyo.
"You say "Hi" to Souta for me, kay?!" The older nun called she stepped toward the younger girl and embraced her with one arm.
"Okay." Kagome walked down the backstairs of the church and out onto the street, stretching a bit, raising her bible to the sky.
She sighed as she held the bible close to her heart once again. It had been 3 years since she had escaped her home in Tokyo to become a nun in the Catholic Church. Many people resented her for her decision. Becoming a Christian because she hated her father. But Kagome had other reasons for her transfer from the Shinto religion to the hated Christian religion.
A horn honked behind her and she turned, smiling at the girl in the car.
A girl with long brown hair two high ponytails tied with a ribbon pulled up, a deep scar across the side of her face and sunglasses just about attached to her face.
"What's up, Kagome-chan! Need a ride!" she called over the roar of her supped up engine.
Kagome nodded gratefully as she hopped into the car.
The girl didn't move for a while.
"What?" Kagome asked finally after the long stretch of silence.
"Girl. . .you gotta lose the nun outfit. I don't wanna seem like a Christian lover." The girl said as she eyed Kagome's outfit.
"Oh. . .right." Kagome pulled off her habit, having a grey tennis skirt underneath and a pink polo shirt up top. Her hair under the cap was in curlers, and Kagome started to pull them out one by one, setting the bobby pins in the ashtray by the stick-shift.
"Great. Here we go!" the other girl said as she pulled the car out of Park and hit the gas pedal hard.
Kagome barely had to pull her hairpins out anymore. The sheer wind pressure had pulled out the curlers and bobby pins right away, leaving bouncing curls to fly behind her. Her hair was waist length, silk black, and shiny. Something none of the other nuns had. They all cut their hair for the priest's but Kagome had skillfully folded her own hair under and layered it so that only the short top layer would show. Why they had to cut their hair was beyond Kagome and the other nuns but he had taken it to his office and done something with it.
As the car came to a red light the girls were able to talk.
"Listen, Kagere-chan. You better not say a *word* about Souta's problem to Mama. If you do I'll kick your ass into lest week, ok?"
"Language, Kagome-chan, language. I've never heard you talk like that, girl." Kagere said. "Sure, whatever, Souta-chan's problem is confidential within the Higurashi children. No one squats, got ya."
Kagome smiled with relief. "Now all we have to do is make sure we put enough make up on his to hide it."
"That's my specialty." Kagere said as she winked at her sister and hit the gas pedal, surging forward and making the small turn to the high way.
On their long trek to the Higurashi shrine in Tokyo they stopped for a bite to eat at WacDonalds and bought a pack of cigarettes for Kagere, which Kagome commented in being a horrible habit and that the lord will send her to hell, Buddhist or Christian.
They finally reached the old shire and winced. "I don't quite remember this place being so. . ." she watched as a shingle fell off the room. ". . .nasty."
"Remember, Kagome-chan. I'm in college, getting a degree in physiology, and turning down every man who asks me out." Kagere said as she opened the door to her Lexus SC 2004 model.
Kagome nodded. "how far along are you?" she asked as they both started slowly up the long, towering stairs to the shrine at the top.
"2 months. He walked out when he caught me bent over." Kagere shifted her sunglasses and ran a hand through her ponytails, coming to a complete stop. "Listen, I wanna talk to you privately before we do any family reunions, okay?" she said, turning toward her younger sister.
Kagome was hesitant before answering. "Alright."
*
They reached the top finally where Kagere proceeded in dragging Kagome at a sprint to the well house by the hand.
She shut the door. It was dark for a long while before Kagome's eyes focused, and even then it was hard to make out any shapes; Kagere, the door, the stairs, or the well.
Kagere opened her mouth, but opted in pushing Kagome's confused body downward to sit on the stairs. She followed suit and kept silent for a while longer.
Finally Kagome spoke. "What is it, onee-chan?" she asked, using "sister" for the first time in years.
Kagere could feel tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. "Kagome-chan. . ." she collapsed with a quiet sob against Kagome's shoulder.
Kagome rubbed her back motherly. "What is it?"
"I-I'm scared! I've never had a child, and it hurts, it hurts a lot! I d- don't want to have this kid, I don't!" she cried as she clenched her fist into Kagome's shirt. "And I . .I s-scheduled an a-a-abortion." She said the last part very quietly and broke down into sobs again.
Kagome was quiet until Kagere calmed down.
Then she spoke her wisdom.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" she yelled angrily. "You're the one that wanted to have sex without protection, knowing way ahead of time the consequences! I should rip your uterus out right now!"
Kagere looked hurt. "I. . ." she looked down. "Just kidding." She muttered with a smile.
Kagome blinked, and for another long while they were silent.
"You little liar!" Kagome yelled, standing up and clenching her fists.
"God, you don't have to take everything so seriously. Look your knuckles are turning white!" Kagere howled with laughter.
Kagome opened her mouth, ready to retort nastily, when a wave of sickness hit her.
She wobbled a bit, dropping the bible that was in her arms.
"Kagome-chan?" Kagere stopped her laughing immediately, at went to her side.
A light shone in the room, illuminating only one thing: The well.
"What the--?!" Kagere started but as the seals burnt off the cover of the wooden well, the large lucks of wood flung off, hitting her against the stairs with the wooden block over her.
"Kagere!" Kagome made a feeble attempt to go to her side as pairs of arms latched around her, pulling her down into the well.
*
Bright rays of light hit Kagome in the face as she was aroused by the sounds of morning; birds chirping, trees shifting, animals running, people bartering, screaming. Just the usual sounds.
Kagome opened her eyes, sitting up but wincing immediately at the pain in her side. Blood was dripping slowly from her wound. It was a deep wound but it was bloody.
She pulled her hand away from the wound once again, trying to convince herself that it was just her imagination, got bonked on the head a little too hard when she got pulled down that old wooden well but the monster with. . .six. . .arms.
"I need a vacation." Kagome muttered.
She wiped her hand on the grass underneath her, and then looked at her red hand, then at the already red ground around her. Dirt, stomped out and dried, was covered with red, few-day-old blood. How she knew it was blood, she didn't know, but the smell of the place was the same as her wound, and she *knew* that was blood.
She closed her eyes for a moment, then stood up quickly, trying to avoid the pain. After holding onto a nearby tree trunk and opening her eyes she was finally able to study her environment.
A forest behind her, a battlefield before her. A battle was going on.
Kagome closed her eyes tightly, trying to block out the images of men slicing men in to. It didn't serve to frighten away any images of pregnant women getting sliced in two as well, which had just occurred during her second eye opening.
"Oh lord, protect these people." She whispered as she made the cross in front of her chest.
"Watch out!" someone yelled in front of her.
Kagome's eyes snapped open immediately, looking for the voice that had shouted.
A bullet was coming her way, and someone was diving in front of it, trying to get to her.
Once again Kagome was forced to close her eyes, for fear that she would see another gory scene.
A heavy body was on top of her, and Kagome was now leaning against the base of the tree.
"Miss, are you. . .alright?" asked the voice. It was a female voice, powerful and with authority.
Kagome opened her eyes again. Looking down at a girl that looked exactly like her sister Kagere. This girl had black, though, held in two high ponytails next to one another, and tied with a black ribbon tightly. Her face was angry but her body was relaxed. Her outfit was that of a samurai's, and at her hip was a long, golden sheathed sword.
"Are you alright, miss?" she asked again.
"Uh. . ." Kagome studied the girl once more and had the sudden urge to grasp her bible. "Where'd it go?!" she yelled, suddenly.
The girl jumped backwards. "W-where'd what go?" she asked, looking at Kagome as if she were crazy.
"My bible! I can't find it!" Kagome stopped her frantic search. "Uh-oh. . .I must've dropped it when that monster. . .with. . .six. . .arms. . ."
"Miss?" the girl stood. "Are you *sure* your alright?" she asked as she held a hand out to the kneeling Kagome.
"Uh. . .yeah. . .I just forgot something really important." Kagome grasped the offered hand and smiled thankfully.
The girl smiled back and they stood quietly for quiet a while.
"So. . .what town is this? I never thought there were battles going on in Tokyo." Kagome asked finally as she wiped off some dirt form the back of her grey skirt.
"Tokyo? This is Kyoto." The girl said as she turned and started walking right, the opposite way of the battle.
"Kyoto? How'd I get to Kyoto?" Kagome almost panicked. Making another cross motion in front of her chest she jogged up next tot he girl and fell into step with her.
"What's your name, miss?" the girl asked, ignoring Kagome's last statement.
"Well, it's Higurashi Kagome." Kagome said, staring back at the battle. "And you are?" she asked, looking back at the girls' profile.
"Mitaka Sango." The girl said and smiled. "You're of the Higurashi family, aren't you. Quite a prosperous family, so rich. What are you doing in a place like this, Higurashi-san?" Sango was apparently trying to strike up conversation. But for all the reasons Kagome wasn't thinking of.
"My family isn't all that rich, Mitaka-san. We own a shrine, that's all we can afford." Said Kagome. "But I don't really remember any battles on the news going on in Kyoto. Is this a secluded town?" she asked.
"What do you mean, "not all that rich"?" Sango stopped walking to look at Kagome fully. She was pulling off her armor already, probably so she could walk better. "The Higurashi family is the richest family in all of Japan, next to the Shogun and the Emperor."
"B-But. . .my family isn't—Wait. . .Shogun? Emperor?" Kagome looked around. "I don't think I'm in 2004 anymore. . ." she muttered.
That statement Sango did catch. "2004?" Sango was puzzled. "What about 2004?"
"What is the year, Mitaka-san?" Kagome asked urgently, flipping a lock of curly black hair out of her face.
"1872." Sango replied.
Kagome could've fainted. And she did, right into a puddle of mud.
*--*--*--*
Okay. . .how was that for a first chapter? Well?? I hope I get reviews for it. . .humph. Oh well. . .I'll try. Maybe it'll be as successful as TWG. Maybe it won't but I hope it is.
Anyway, this is a romance. A pretty long AU, and. . .uh. . .my top priority until I finish it, ok?
So I hope someone reads, reviews, and likes.
I didn't want to make Kagome like an uptight nun, but she is very religious as you will see in the next chapter and so on. Uh. . .this is not going to be too dark but it will be up there with my depressing ideas, ok?
So please review, again, and. . .yeah. . .
-Herb-chan
A/N: So, Through Winter Gates is over, is that a good thing? Well, here's my newest story, inspired by Rumiko Takahashi's One Pound Gospel and my newly lit belief in Jesus and God and all that stuff.
Christianity instead of Shinto is the backbone of this story and it does get violent at times so please. . .if you're squeamish just know "YOU'RE IN GOOD COMPANY".
Lol. So if you like it please review! If you like you don't have to review. If you hate it please review and tell me what you hate. Flames are welcome. Cause it really isn't against the law to voice your hatred for something. I do it all the time!!! Hee hee!!
Summary: [AU] A nun, a well, a rosary, and a bible. A seal, a human, a temper, and a katana. A romance like none other. Well... at least it would be if it wasn't for the certain law for nuns to never marry. Not that could get in the way for this nun in love. Inu/Kag Romance/General
This story isn't all wacky and fun. It has very sad parts, since I can't leave my depression unwritten. Drugs, anger, youkai, suicide, and all that good depressing stuff!! Hee hee!! Just can't stand being in my own mind for too long. . .¬_¬
So on with the story!!!
//--\\
The Nun and the Well Part 1
". . .may the lord be with you." The young nun moved her hands in a cross motion.
"Thank you, Sister."
"Your very welcome." The sister smiled and opened the chamber door and walked out, leaving the man that had confessed to his own thoughts.
*
The Nun and the Sinner
By: Herb-chan
*
"You're so kind, Sister Kagome." Said an elderly nun.
"Thank you!" the young nun smiled, her face lighting up under the black headdress.
"You still seeing him? He's bad news, Sister," said another nun as she rocked a small crib with a napping child in it.
"I'm not seeing him! He's come for confession, asked for me, and I have complied in relieving his sins." Kagome said defiantly as she turned her head and headed toward the back of the nursery she was currently working in.
Higurashi Kagome, age 14, gave up her freedom to the Roman Catholic Church and became a nun. She still, at the age of 17, had not exchanged her vows to become a full fledged nun so she was still a novice, working in the daycare.
Whatever drove her to the life of a men less living environment was beyond anyone but they say it was from her bad and tormenting past with men.
And that's where she always left the story.
*--*--*
"I'll be back in a few days!" Kagome called to the other nuns as she stepped out into the bright light of the outdoors of Tokyo.
"You say "Hi" to Souta for me, kay?!" The older nun called she stepped toward the younger girl and embraced her with one arm.
"Okay." Kagome walked down the backstairs of the church and out onto the street, stretching a bit, raising her bible to the sky.
She sighed as she held the bible close to her heart once again. It had been 3 years since she had escaped her home in Tokyo to become a nun in the Catholic Church. Many people resented her for her decision. Becoming a Christian because she hated her father. But Kagome had other reasons for her transfer from the Shinto religion to the hated Christian religion.
A horn honked behind her and she turned, smiling at the girl in the car.
A girl with long brown hair two high ponytails tied with a ribbon pulled up, a deep scar across the side of her face and sunglasses just about attached to her face.
"What's up, Kagome-chan! Need a ride!" she called over the roar of her supped up engine.
Kagome nodded gratefully as she hopped into the car.
The girl didn't move for a while.
"What?" Kagome asked finally after the long stretch of silence.
"Girl. . .you gotta lose the nun outfit. I don't wanna seem like a Christian lover." The girl said as she eyed Kagome's outfit.
"Oh. . .right." Kagome pulled off her habit, having a grey tennis skirt underneath and a pink polo shirt up top. Her hair under the cap was in curlers, and Kagome started to pull them out one by one, setting the bobby pins in the ashtray by the stick-shift.
"Great. Here we go!" the other girl said as she pulled the car out of Park and hit the gas pedal hard.
Kagome barely had to pull her hairpins out anymore. The sheer wind pressure had pulled out the curlers and bobby pins right away, leaving bouncing curls to fly behind her. Her hair was waist length, silk black, and shiny. Something none of the other nuns had. They all cut their hair for the priest's but Kagome had skillfully folded her own hair under and layered it so that only the short top layer would show. Why they had to cut their hair was beyond Kagome and the other nuns but he had taken it to his office and done something with it.
As the car came to a red light the girls were able to talk.
"Listen, Kagere-chan. You better not say a *word* about Souta's problem to Mama. If you do I'll kick your ass into lest week, ok?"
"Language, Kagome-chan, language. I've never heard you talk like that, girl." Kagere said. "Sure, whatever, Souta-chan's problem is confidential within the Higurashi children. No one squats, got ya."
Kagome smiled with relief. "Now all we have to do is make sure we put enough make up on his to hide it."
"That's my specialty." Kagere said as she winked at her sister and hit the gas pedal, surging forward and making the small turn to the high way.
On their long trek to the Higurashi shrine in Tokyo they stopped for a bite to eat at WacDonalds and bought a pack of cigarettes for Kagere, which Kagome commented in being a horrible habit and that the lord will send her to hell, Buddhist or Christian.
They finally reached the old shire and winced. "I don't quite remember this place being so. . ." she watched as a shingle fell off the room. ". . .nasty."
"Remember, Kagome-chan. I'm in college, getting a degree in physiology, and turning down every man who asks me out." Kagere said as she opened the door to her Lexus SC 2004 model.
Kagome nodded. "how far along are you?" she asked as they both started slowly up the long, towering stairs to the shrine at the top.
"2 months. He walked out when he caught me bent over." Kagere shifted her sunglasses and ran a hand through her ponytails, coming to a complete stop. "Listen, I wanna talk to you privately before we do any family reunions, okay?" she said, turning toward her younger sister.
Kagome was hesitant before answering. "Alright."
*
They reached the top finally where Kagere proceeded in dragging Kagome at a sprint to the well house by the hand.
She shut the door. It was dark for a long while before Kagome's eyes focused, and even then it was hard to make out any shapes; Kagere, the door, the stairs, or the well.
Kagere opened her mouth, but opted in pushing Kagome's confused body downward to sit on the stairs. She followed suit and kept silent for a while longer.
Finally Kagome spoke. "What is it, onee-chan?" she asked, using "sister" for the first time in years.
Kagere could feel tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. "Kagome-chan. . ." she collapsed with a quiet sob against Kagome's shoulder.
Kagome rubbed her back motherly. "What is it?"
"I-I'm scared! I've never had a child, and it hurts, it hurts a lot! I d- don't want to have this kid, I don't!" she cried as she clenched her fist into Kagome's shirt. "And I . .I s-scheduled an a-a-abortion." She said the last part very quietly and broke down into sobs again.
Kagome was quiet until Kagere calmed down.
Then she spoke her wisdom.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" she yelled angrily. "You're the one that wanted to have sex without protection, knowing way ahead of time the consequences! I should rip your uterus out right now!"
Kagere looked hurt. "I. . ." she looked down. "Just kidding." She muttered with a smile.
Kagome blinked, and for another long while they were silent.
"You little liar!" Kagome yelled, standing up and clenching her fists.
"God, you don't have to take everything so seriously. Look your knuckles are turning white!" Kagere howled with laughter.
Kagome opened her mouth, ready to retort nastily, when a wave of sickness hit her.
She wobbled a bit, dropping the bible that was in her arms.
"Kagome-chan?" Kagere stopped her laughing immediately, at went to her side.
A light shone in the room, illuminating only one thing: The well.
"What the--?!" Kagere started but as the seals burnt off the cover of the wooden well, the large lucks of wood flung off, hitting her against the stairs with the wooden block over her.
"Kagere!" Kagome made a feeble attempt to go to her side as pairs of arms latched around her, pulling her down into the well.
*
Bright rays of light hit Kagome in the face as she was aroused by the sounds of morning; birds chirping, trees shifting, animals running, people bartering, screaming. Just the usual sounds.
Kagome opened her eyes, sitting up but wincing immediately at the pain in her side. Blood was dripping slowly from her wound. It was a deep wound but it was bloody.
She pulled her hand away from the wound once again, trying to convince herself that it was just her imagination, got bonked on the head a little too hard when she got pulled down that old wooden well but the monster with. . .six. . .arms.
"I need a vacation." Kagome muttered.
She wiped her hand on the grass underneath her, and then looked at her red hand, then at the already red ground around her. Dirt, stomped out and dried, was covered with red, few-day-old blood. How she knew it was blood, she didn't know, but the smell of the place was the same as her wound, and she *knew* that was blood.
She closed her eyes for a moment, then stood up quickly, trying to avoid the pain. After holding onto a nearby tree trunk and opening her eyes she was finally able to study her environment.
A forest behind her, a battlefield before her. A battle was going on.
Kagome closed her eyes tightly, trying to block out the images of men slicing men in to. It didn't serve to frighten away any images of pregnant women getting sliced in two as well, which had just occurred during her second eye opening.
"Oh lord, protect these people." She whispered as she made the cross in front of her chest.
"Watch out!" someone yelled in front of her.
Kagome's eyes snapped open immediately, looking for the voice that had shouted.
A bullet was coming her way, and someone was diving in front of it, trying to get to her.
Once again Kagome was forced to close her eyes, for fear that she would see another gory scene.
A heavy body was on top of her, and Kagome was now leaning against the base of the tree.
"Miss, are you. . .alright?" asked the voice. It was a female voice, powerful and with authority.
Kagome opened her eyes again. Looking down at a girl that looked exactly like her sister Kagere. This girl had black, though, held in two high ponytails next to one another, and tied with a black ribbon tightly. Her face was angry but her body was relaxed. Her outfit was that of a samurai's, and at her hip was a long, golden sheathed sword.
"Are you alright, miss?" she asked again.
"Uh. . ." Kagome studied the girl once more and had the sudden urge to grasp her bible. "Where'd it go?!" she yelled, suddenly.
The girl jumped backwards. "W-where'd what go?" she asked, looking at Kagome as if she were crazy.
"My bible! I can't find it!" Kagome stopped her frantic search. "Uh-oh. . .I must've dropped it when that monster. . .with. . .six. . .arms. . ."
"Miss?" the girl stood. "Are you *sure* your alright?" she asked as she held a hand out to the kneeling Kagome.
"Uh. . .yeah. . .I just forgot something really important." Kagome grasped the offered hand and smiled thankfully.
The girl smiled back and they stood quietly for quiet a while.
"So. . .what town is this? I never thought there were battles going on in Tokyo." Kagome asked finally as she wiped off some dirt form the back of her grey skirt.
"Tokyo? This is Kyoto." The girl said as she turned and started walking right, the opposite way of the battle.
"Kyoto? How'd I get to Kyoto?" Kagome almost panicked. Making another cross motion in front of her chest she jogged up next tot he girl and fell into step with her.
"What's your name, miss?" the girl asked, ignoring Kagome's last statement.
"Well, it's Higurashi Kagome." Kagome said, staring back at the battle. "And you are?" she asked, looking back at the girls' profile.
"Mitaka Sango." The girl said and smiled. "You're of the Higurashi family, aren't you. Quite a prosperous family, so rich. What are you doing in a place like this, Higurashi-san?" Sango was apparently trying to strike up conversation. But for all the reasons Kagome wasn't thinking of.
"My family isn't all that rich, Mitaka-san. We own a shrine, that's all we can afford." Said Kagome. "But I don't really remember any battles on the news going on in Kyoto. Is this a secluded town?" she asked.
"What do you mean, "not all that rich"?" Sango stopped walking to look at Kagome fully. She was pulling off her armor already, probably so she could walk better. "The Higurashi family is the richest family in all of Japan, next to the Shogun and the Emperor."
"B-But. . .my family isn't—Wait. . .Shogun? Emperor?" Kagome looked around. "I don't think I'm in 2004 anymore. . ." she muttered.
That statement Sango did catch. "2004?" Sango was puzzled. "What about 2004?"
"What is the year, Mitaka-san?" Kagome asked urgently, flipping a lock of curly black hair out of her face.
"1872." Sango replied.
Kagome could've fainted. And she did, right into a puddle of mud.
*--*--*--*
Okay. . .how was that for a first chapter? Well?? I hope I get reviews for it. . .humph. Oh well. . .I'll try. Maybe it'll be as successful as TWG. Maybe it won't but I hope it is.
Anyway, this is a romance. A pretty long AU, and. . .uh. . .my top priority until I finish it, ok?
So I hope someone reads, reviews, and likes.
I didn't want to make Kagome like an uptight nun, but she is very religious as you will see in the next chapter and so on. Uh. . .this is not going to be too dark but it will be up there with my depressing ideas, ok?
So please review, again, and. . .yeah. . .
-Herb-chan