Hellllloooo again my little hobbitses! Thank you for all of the reviews
*woo-hooooooooooooooooo* they made me SO happy!
demondoggielover: I will try to finish it as soon as I can! It should probably only be about five chapters long.
kayzie kaiba: Aw, I think Inoromaru seems like a cool name. It kinda reminds me of Kenshin. "Oro?" Thanks, Yashinu was the best I could come up with lol.
queen of imladris: first of all I just have to say that you have the coolest name EVER! I don't know why it just sounds really......inspiring. And thanks for the compliment *blush blush*
Amy: *cries* I will do my best my QUEEN! Forgive me! ^_~
Sakura Marcom: LOL actually my first reaction was like "AAAAAAAA! This is so gonna be a flame!" when I saw those dots. Hahaha, I'm glad you liked it! And, strangely enough, there's something weirdly gratifying about being called "woman." It's almost as if I'm being spoken to by Inuyasha :-*
Shojo-Inu- I'll try my best! Thanks for the ideas—I definitely like the temper part, I think I'll use it if I can. Without further waste of time, I choose to continue:
Demongirl6381: Yeah I know! Isn't it weird? But remember, it's not Inuyasha and poetry: it's Yashinu! ^_^
chikninabiskit: hahaha what about pita bread............with carrots, ramen, and spray cheese inside? *gag* nevermind.
Yo: Thank you thank you thank you *blush blush blush*
Inuluver: Yeah, I think I do kinda have a thing for Inu. He has an AWESOME personality---he always keeps you guessing. And he's SO kawaii!!!!!
MrsMiroku: I like that line too! Yay fluff!
Sangochan: Uhhh.........sorry, there MIGHT be some Sango. Not so sure yet!
Melissa: Thank you very much! I'll do my best to finish it as soon as I can!
Whoa: thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!! I feel loved!
Kirara: hahaha, thanks! Endings are always the funnest part to write.
Now FINALLY the story must go on:
' think " talk
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Yashinu tapped his chin speculatively. "The warring states era? Is there anything in particular that you have in mind?"
"Well," Kagome began, thinking, how was she going to say this? "There is a story that I know of----of a long time ago. A love story. A love story involving the half-dog demon.................." she gulped in, "Inuyasha."
Beads of perspiration formed on the base of her neck. That was the first time she had actually said his name out loud in a while.
"Inuyasha?" he repeated, mouthing the word with no apparent spark of recognition or interest.
Kagome winced. Hearing Inuyasha's name from this.............this boy's mouth was just surreal to her.
"Yes. Inuyasha. He.......................he falls in love with a girl. Not a normal girl, a girl from the future named Kago-" she stopped, inhaling deeply. She couldn't use her own name!
"Er, yes, Kago," concluded Kagome with a sound of finality.
"Kago?" Yashinu raised a heavy eyebrow quizzically, "That's a rather strange name, isn't it?"
"Hey," Kagome responded with a pretentious smile in her eyes, "not all names have to be popular ones, 'Yashinu'-sama," she said mockingly.
He grinned back at her, his teeth a dazzling white. "Ok, ok, I get your point. But I think names are important," he paused as Kagome gulped, thinking of his names' relation to Inuyasha's, "and 'Kago' isn't the most romantic name in the world. This is a fictional story, right?"
After hesitating for a while, Kagome nodded gravely. None of it had ever happened. Or, even if it had, no one else knew about it.
"Ok, so since it's not actually historical, could we change the name to something more romantic? Something like............Kagome?"
Her eyes widened. She blinked madly, trying to comprehend what he was implying.
"A-all right," she stuttered, "but----you----you think my name is—er, romantic?"
Yashinu smiled somewhat uncomfortably.
"I always like words with more than two syllables. In-u-ya-sha is good already, but Ka-go is too short. And since your name is so similar," he paused nodding at her, " I figured it wouldn't hurt to use it instead."
Kagome could barely breathe. She felt frantic and dizzy and scared and content all at the same time. She could use their real names! She could play out what was on her mind, at last releasing her heart of the troubles it felt.
The play would be her outlet of Inuyasha-energy (a/n: I need an outlet for Inuyasha energy........).
"Now," whispered Yashinu, leaning into the table, "tell me more about this story."
Kagome went on, telling him of Naraku and how he had ruined many-a-people's lives. Of the shikon jewel. Of how Inuyasha and Kagome, despite many obstacles (including Kikyou) managed to fall in love with each other.
'Or at least,' Kagome sighed to herself, 'I THINK the feeling was mutual.'
Yashinu was leaning back in his chair, the fries he had bought untouched, his pencil pushed in behind his ear.
"Hmmm.............well I see the love, Kagome. But where's the anger that you said you were interested in?"
Kagome flinched. She didn't really want to talk about it. It was painful enough to talk about Inuyasha at all, much less how he had acted towards her.
"Well, Inuyasha had an, er, peculiar personality," she paused as Yashinu tilted his head to the side, in silent demand for further explanation, "he was angry a lot. He had a hard life. "
Thinking harder, Kagome bit her lip and continued, "He wasn't used to trusting people. But the thing is, overtime, Kago---Kagome saw a change in him. He became angry in a different way. Even though he always called her things like 'wench' and 'woman,' she knew that his tough exterior was a facade. He had become......softer somehow."
"Oh! So SHE brought about the change in him?" Yashinu asked.
"Well, uhhh....." Kagome deliberated. She couldn't be modest now, this wasn't supposed to be her! "ummmmmmmmm I suppose she did."
They spent another hour making a draft script of the story. Yashinu was going to go home and complete the last scene with a poem he would compose.
"Well," Yashinu smiled, "I think it sounds great so far! Love, adventure........and anger! But, Kagome," he laughed, packing up his backpack, "you still haven't told me how it ends."
"How----it-----ends?" Kagome hesitated.
"Yes. I can't go home and write the ending poem without knowing what the ending IS."
She thought of the end.
She thought of being pulled out of Inuyasha's arms.
Was it really over? Had the end already come and gone?
She thought of the cold and shivered.
"It's a tragedy," she explained dully.
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Kagome waved goodbye to Yashinu as he pedaled away from Wacdonalds.
Making sure he was out of watching distance, she slumped down by a lamp post and sighed heavily, her bangs falling in her eyes.
She couldn't believe it. Yashinu had actually agreed to her story idea!
Bitter tears bordered the edges of her lashes, and she sniffed them in, using the back of her hand to wipe the remnants of wetness.
It was strange to think that Yashinu was the only other person in the world that even KNEW about Inuyasha. Even if he didn't know that Kagome was the Kagome in the story.
She got up and shakily treaded home, turning away when the well shrine came into view.
"Kagomeeeeeeeeeeee!" her mom squealed as she came through the door, "since it's your birthday, I made your favorite: oden!" Mrs. Higurashi smiled broadly.
"Huh? Oh, oden. Yeah, th-thanks, mom." Kagome dragged her feet to the couch, sinking into its softness. Yes, oden was definitely her favorite food, but her mouth was positively like sandpaper right now, and anything, even oden, didn't sound very appetizing.
"Honey? Are you ok?" Mrs. Higurashi felt Kagome's head with her fingertips.
"I'm all right, mum. I'm just tired."
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After an interesting evening with various live-creepy-crawly-presents from Souta, a new kimono from her mother, and that strange goblin-hand-thing from her grandfather, Kagome was ready to turn into bed.
She walked up to her room, a smile softly played across her lips.
The smile was disrupted abruptly when she walked into her room. Memories of Inuyasha flooded back to her.
She ran to the floor by the edge of her bed, sifting her fingers through the granules of carpet that lay there. She squinted her eyes hard and looked down to the floor, trying to see the footprints that Inuyasha had left behind one day that she had never really washed out.
As much as she looked, she couldn't see a single patch of darkness. The carpet was still pristine. Her life was still pristine, as it had been before she went through the well. But she, Kagome, she.................... had changed.
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Another day of theatre had begun. Mr. Sato was busy sketching something in his notebook while the class was madly chattering away.
Ayumi was squealing Hojo's name repeatedly to Kagome, who was doing her best to try to seem interested.
"Oh, Kagome, by the way! Who IS your partner?"
"Well-"
"Silence, students," Mr. Sato raised his right hand and the class grew mute in an instant. "Get to work," he twirled his fingers dramatically.
Kagome saw Yashinu approaching her, and even though she should have been used to his physical similarities with Inuyasha by now, her heart still started to beat insistently faster.
The boy didn't look like he had gotten very much sleep the night before. His hair was bedridden and his eyes fluttered with remaining whisps of sleep, half-closed but expressive.
He grimaced vaguely. "Let's go outside and practice our lines."
The sun was subdued. Clouds surrounded it, transforming its bright yellow into a soft amber hue.
They sat on a bench underneath a huge oak tree, positioning themselves to practice the lines.
"Feh, woman. I don't need your help, I can gather the shards without you," Yashinu cooed sexily, making Kagome wince.
He went on, making Inuyasha seem a smooth talker, someone who was cool, slightly arrogant and incredibly suave.
Well, at least he got the arrogant part right.
After hearing a slightly British-sounding "feh," from Yashinu's mouth, Kagome decided she couldn't take it anymore.
"Er, Yashinu," she began, startled by the feel of his name rolling off of her tongue, "sorry, but I sort of.......... envisioned Inuyasha differently."
"Hmmm? How so?"
"Be........ rougher. You're voice is really calm. Kind of make it husky, almost as if you are angry all the time. And........act really self confident, but not self confident at all."
Yashinu's left eyebrow rose and his mouth opened in confusion, "what?"
Kagome corrected him fifty plus times in the next half hour. Continually she scolded, continually she interrupted.
There were only thirty minutes left to class and they had only gone through the first four lines of their play.
'What am I doing?' Kagome thought, 'why am I nagging this poor boy into oblivion?'
'Because,' a voice answered in her head, 'you want to see him mad. You want to see him blow up just like Inuyasha did sometimes.'
'Yes,' she admitted, 'but he isn't getting irritated at all! He's the most calm person I've ever met.'
Slightly frustrated, Kagome sighed deeply. "Well, I think that's enough with our lines today, huh? Oh! What about your poem? Have you finished your poem yet?"
Yashinu immediately got extremely fidgety and mumbled a soft "no" while playing with the bottom of his uniform top.
"Well, if you're having trouble coming up with something, don't hesitate to ask for help," Kagome hinted.
Yashinu looked down, and Kagome could see the very tips of his ears turn red.
Wanting to end the silence, Kagome said "Er, let's get back to the classroom? The bell should be ringing in just a little while."
His eyes lit up a bright hue of purple, and he nodded vigorously, obviously happy to change the subject.
They walked back to the building in silence, Kagome thinking over what had just happened.
Didn't he tell her that he liked poetry? Still, he had seemed a little hesitant when Kagome suggested he end the play with a poem.
She shook her head, sighing, deciding that she would figure it out later.
When they walked back into the room together, Kagome saw Ayumi, her head resting on the back of her hand, dreamily gazing into Hojo's eyes while he went on and on about Dragon Ball Z.
"Ooooo, DBZ is my favorite anime, Hojo!" she cooed.
"REALLY? Mine TOO! Wait here while I go get my Vegeta action figure!"
Ayumi nodded lightly, and gazed dreamily at him as he left excitedly to go get the figurine.
Kagome shook her head and Yashinu grinned. .
Since Hojo was out of sight, Kagome approached Ayumi, while Yashinu trailed faithfully behind.
"Hey, Ayu! I thought your favorite anime was Escaflowne. Remember what happened last time you slept over at my house? You were sobbing 'Van samaaaaaaaaaaa' in your sleep. What happened?" she teased.
Ayumi turned around, "Oh, Kagome you know perfectly well tha-"
She stopped, her eyes resting on Yashinu, who calmly had his hands in his pockets.
Her eyes widened and she stared, mouth agape.
Pulling Kagome's ear towards her mouth, Ayumi whispered hoarsely, "Kagome! Do you know who that IS?"
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OK, well, thus ends the third chapter. Just two more, I thinks. Maybe three if I get really lazy. ^_^!
Yeah, I know it wasn't the BEST chapter in the world, but gimme a break, there's SO MUCH going on right now UGH!
Sorry, I'm on a diet, no cheese. Tofu? lol
demondoggielover: I will try to finish it as soon as I can! It should probably only be about five chapters long.
kayzie kaiba: Aw, I think Inoromaru seems like a cool name. It kinda reminds me of Kenshin. "Oro?" Thanks, Yashinu was the best I could come up with lol.
queen of imladris: first of all I just have to say that you have the coolest name EVER! I don't know why it just sounds really......inspiring. And thanks for the compliment *blush blush*
Amy: *cries* I will do my best my QUEEN! Forgive me! ^_~
Sakura Marcom: LOL actually my first reaction was like "AAAAAAAA! This is so gonna be a flame!" when I saw those dots. Hahaha, I'm glad you liked it! And, strangely enough, there's something weirdly gratifying about being called "woman." It's almost as if I'm being spoken to by Inuyasha :-*
Shojo-Inu- I'll try my best! Thanks for the ideas—I definitely like the temper part, I think I'll use it if I can. Without further waste of time, I choose to continue:
Demongirl6381: Yeah I know! Isn't it weird? But remember, it's not Inuyasha and poetry: it's Yashinu! ^_^
chikninabiskit: hahaha what about pita bread............with carrots, ramen, and spray cheese inside? *gag* nevermind.
Yo: Thank you thank you thank you *blush blush blush*
Inuluver: Yeah, I think I do kinda have a thing for Inu. He has an AWESOME personality---he always keeps you guessing. And he's SO kawaii!!!!!
MrsMiroku: I like that line too! Yay fluff!
Sangochan: Uhhh.........sorry, there MIGHT be some Sango. Not so sure yet!
Melissa: Thank you very much! I'll do my best to finish it as soon as I can!
Whoa: thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!! I feel loved!
Kirara: hahaha, thanks! Endings are always the funnest part to write.
Now FINALLY the story must go on:
' think " talk
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Yashinu tapped his chin speculatively. "The warring states era? Is there anything in particular that you have in mind?"
"Well," Kagome began, thinking, how was she going to say this? "There is a story that I know of----of a long time ago. A love story. A love story involving the half-dog demon.................." she gulped in, "Inuyasha."
Beads of perspiration formed on the base of her neck. That was the first time she had actually said his name out loud in a while.
"Inuyasha?" he repeated, mouthing the word with no apparent spark of recognition or interest.
Kagome winced. Hearing Inuyasha's name from this.............this boy's mouth was just surreal to her.
"Yes. Inuyasha. He.......................he falls in love with a girl. Not a normal girl, a girl from the future named Kago-" she stopped, inhaling deeply. She couldn't use her own name!
"Er, yes, Kago," concluded Kagome with a sound of finality.
"Kago?" Yashinu raised a heavy eyebrow quizzically, "That's a rather strange name, isn't it?"
"Hey," Kagome responded with a pretentious smile in her eyes, "not all names have to be popular ones, 'Yashinu'-sama," she said mockingly.
He grinned back at her, his teeth a dazzling white. "Ok, ok, I get your point. But I think names are important," he paused as Kagome gulped, thinking of his names' relation to Inuyasha's, "and 'Kago' isn't the most romantic name in the world. This is a fictional story, right?"
After hesitating for a while, Kagome nodded gravely. None of it had ever happened. Or, even if it had, no one else knew about it.
"Ok, so since it's not actually historical, could we change the name to something more romantic? Something like............Kagome?"
Her eyes widened. She blinked madly, trying to comprehend what he was implying.
"A-all right," she stuttered, "but----you----you think my name is—er, romantic?"
Yashinu smiled somewhat uncomfortably.
"I always like words with more than two syllables. In-u-ya-sha is good already, but Ka-go is too short. And since your name is so similar," he paused nodding at her, " I figured it wouldn't hurt to use it instead."
Kagome could barely breathe. She felt frantic and dizzy and scared and content all at the same time. She could use their real names! She could play out what was on her mind, at last releasing her heart of the troubles it felt.
The play would be her outlet of Inuyasha-energy (a/n: I need an outlet for Inuyasha energy........).
"Now," whispered Yashinu, leaning into the table, "tell me more about this story."
Kagome went on, telling him of Naraku and how he had ruined many-a-people's lives. Of the shikon jewel. Of how Inuyasha and Kagome, despite many obstacles (including Kikyou) managed to fall in love with each other.
'Or at least,' Kagome sighed to herself, 'I THINK the feeling was mutual.'
Yashinu was leaning back in his chair, the fries he had bought untouched, his pencil pushed in behind his ear.
"Hmmm.............well I see the love, Kagome. But where's the anger that you said you were interested in?"
Kagome flinched. She didn't really want to talk about it. It was painful enough to talk about Inuyasha at all, much less how he had acted towards her.
"Well, Inuyasha had an, er, peculiar personality," she paused as Yashinu tilted his head to the side, in silent demand for further explanation, "he was angry a lot. He had a hard life. "
Thinking harder, Kagome bit her lip and continued, "He wasn't used to trusting people. But the thing is, overtime, Kago---Kagome saw a change in him. He became angry in a different way. Even though he always called her things like 'wench' and 'woman,' she knew that his tough exterior was a facade. He had become......softer somehow."
"Oh! So SHE brought about the change in him?" Yashinu asked.
"Well, uhhh....." Kagome deliberated. She couldn't be modest now, this wasn't supposed to be her! "ummmmmmmmm I suppose she did."
They spent another hour making a draft script of the story. Yashinu was going to go home and complete the last scene with a poem he would compose.
"Well," Yashinu smiled, "I think it sounds great so far! Love, adventure........and anger! But, Kagome," he laughed, packing up his backpack, "you still haven't told me how it ends."
"How----it-----ends?" Kagome hesitated.
"Yes. I can't go home and write the ending poem without knowing what the ending IS."
She thought of the end.
She thought of being pulled out of Inuyasha's arms.
Was it really over? Had the end already come and gone?
She thought of the cold and shivered.
"It's a tragedy," she explained dully.
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Kagome waved goodbye to Yashinu as he pedaled away from Wacdonalds.
Making sure he was out of watching distance, she slumped down by a lamp post and sighed heavily, her bangs falling in her eyes.
She couldn't believe it. Yashinu had actually agreed to her story idea!
Bitter tears bordered the edges of her lashes, and she sniffed them in, using the back of her hand to wipe the remnants of wetness.
It was strange to think that Yashinu was the only other person in the world that even KNEW about Inuyasha. Even if he didn't know that Kagome was the Kagome in the story.
She got up and shakily treaded home, turning away when the well shrine came into view.
"Kagomeeeeeeeeeeee!" her mom squealed as she came through the door, "since it's your birthday, I made your favorite: oden!" Mrs. Higurashi smiled broadly.
"Huh? Oh, oden. Yeah, th-thanks, mom." Kagome dragged her feet to the couch, sinking into its softness. Yes, oden was definitely her favorite food, but her mouth was positively like sandpaper right now, and anything, even oden, didn't sound very appetizing.
"Honey? Are you ok?" Mrs. Higurashi felt Kagome's head with her fingertips.
"I'm all right, mum. I'm just tired."
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After an interesting evening with various live-creepy-crawly-presents from Souta, a new kimono from her mother, and that strange goblin-hand-thing from her grandfather, Kagome was ready to turn into bed.
She walked up to her room, a smile softly played across her lips.
The smile was disrupted abruptly when she walked into her room. Memories of Inuyasha flooded back to her.
She ran to the floor by the edge of her bed, sifting her fingers through the granules of carpet that lay there. She squinted her eyes hard and looked down to the floor, trying to see the footprints that Inuyasha had left behind one day that she had never really washed out.
As much as she looked, she couldn't see a single patch of darkness. The carpet was still pristine. Her life was still pristine, as it had been before she went through the well. But she, Kagome, she.................... had changed.
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Another day of theatre had begun. Mr. Sato was busy sketching something in his notebook while the class was madly chattering away.
Ayumi was squealing Hojo's name repeatedly to Kagome, who was doing her best to try to seem interested.
"Oh, Kagome, by the way! Who IS your partner?"
"Well-"
"Silence, students," Mr. Sato raised his right hand and the class grew mute in an instant. "Get to work," he twirled his fingers dramatically.
Kagome saw Yashinu approaching her, and even though she should have been used to his physical similarities with Inuyasha by now, her heart still started to beat insistently faster.
The boy didn't look like he had gotten very much sleep the night before. His hair was bedridden and his eyes fluttered with remaining whisps of sleep, half-closed but expressive.
He grimaced vaguely. "Let's go outside and practice our lines."
The sun was subdued. Clouds surrounded it, transforming its bright yellow into a soft amber hue.
They sat on a bench underneath a huge oak tree, positioning themselves to practice the lines.
"Feh, woman. I don't need your help, I can gather the shards without you," Yashinu cooed sexily, making Kagome wince.
He went on, making Inuyasha seem a smooth talker, someone who was cool, slightly arrogant and incredibly suave.
Well, at least he got the arrogant part right.
After hearing a slightly British-sounding "feh," from Yashinu's mouth, Kagome decided she couldn't take it anymore.
"Er, Yashinu," she began, startled by the feel of his name rolling off of her tongue, "sorry, but I sort of.......... envisioned Inuyasha differently."
"Hmmm? How so?"
"Be........ rougher. You're voice is really calm. Kind of make it husky, almost as if you are angry all the time. And........act really self confident, but not self confident at all."
Yashinu's left eyebrow rose and his mouth opened in confusion, "what?"
Kagome corrected him fifty plus times in the next half hour. Continually she scolded, continually she interrupted.
There were only thirty minutes left to class and they had only gone through the first four lines of their play.
'What am I doing?' Kagome thought, 'why am I nagging this poor boy into oblivion?'
'Because,' a voice answered in her head, 'you want to see him mad. You want to see him blow up just like Inuyasha did sometimes.'
'Yes,' she admitted, 'but he isn't getting irritated at all! He's the most calm person I've ever met.'
Slightly frustrated, Kagome sighed deeply. "Well, I think that's enough with our lines today, huh? Oh! What about your poem? Have you finished your poem yet?"
Yashinu immediately got extremely fidgety and mumbled a soft "no" while playing with the bottom of his uniform top.
"Well, if you're having trouble coming up with something, don't hesitate to ask for help," Kagome hinted.
Yashinu looked down, and Kagome could see the very tips of his ears turn red.
Wanting to end the silence, Kagome said "Er, let's get back to the classroom? The bell should be ringing in just a little while."
His eyes lit up a bright hue of purple, and he nodded vigorously, obviously happy to change the subject.
They walked back to the building in silence, Kagome thinking over what had just happened.
Didn't he tell her that he liked poetry? Still, he had seemed a little hesitant when Kagome suggested he end the play with a poem.
She shook her head, sighing, deciding that she would figure it out later.
When they walked back into the room together, Kagome saw Ayumi, her head resting on the back of her hand, dreamily gazing into Hojo's eyes while he went on and on about Dragon Ball Z.
"Ooooo, DBZ is my favorite anime, Hojo!" she cooed.
"REALLY? Mine TOO! Wait here while I go get my Vegeta action figure!"
Ayumi nodded lightly, and gazed dreamily at him as he left excitedly to go get the figurine.
Kagome shook her head and Yashinu grinned. .
Since Hojo was out of sight, Kagome approached Ayumi, while Yashinu trailed faithfully behind.
"Hey, Ayu! I thought your favorite anime was Escaflowne. Remember what happened last time you slept over at my house? You were sobbing 'Van samaaaaaaaaaaa' in your sleep. What happened?" she teased.
Ayumi turned around, "Oh, Kagome you know perfectly well tha-"
She stopped, her eyes resting on Yashinu, who calmly had his hands in his pockets.
Her eyes widened and she stared, mouth agape.
Pulling Kagome's ear towards her mouth, Ayumi whispered hoarsely, "Kagome! Do you know who that IS?"
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OK, well, thus ends the third chapter. Just two more, I thinks. Maybe three if I get really lazy. ^_^!
Yeah, I know it wasn't the BEST chapter in the world, but gimme a break, there's SO MUCH going on right now UGH!
Sorry, I'm on a diet, no cheese. Tofu? lol