Aye aye, I know.. .; It's been way to long since I last updated. X.x I
didn't expect my summer to be so busy. However, here's the next chapter.
I've already got ideas planned out for further chapters, so no worries.. no
more writers' block for me!! Enjoy.
At Megumi's words, there was a complete and utter silence. Tension filled the area, as if all were waiting for a bomb to drop. Sano was the one to break the silence, his voice slightly trembling, as he struggled to keep it from cracking. "How much time does Jou-chan have.?" The thought that his little missy was going to die was painful, but if they had time, they could find the antidote.
Megumi shook her head, hot tears trickling down her cheeks. "At least a week.. at most.. 2. I'll send a letter to all the doctors I know.. but.. I don't think anyone has found a cure for this yet. It seems that Kaoru has slipped into a coma. Her heart rate is very weak.If..I mean.. IF Kaoru is strong enough. she could save herself. but.. that chance is slim."
The four adults sat in Kaoru's room, kneeling and just gazing at her. For adults, they weren't quite thinking sensibly. Yahiko, whom entered holding the letter, broke the silence in the room. For once, he was silent, throwing the letter at Ketsa, he withdrew once again.
Ketsa stared down at the letter, for a few seconds uncomprehending. Then, as if suddenly his dark world had been illuminated, he realized that the letter had been from the attacker. His eyes scanned the contents, gripping the sides firmly. The others watched him, curious and hopeful. Finishing it, he glanced back at his sister, his body trembling with utter fury.
~Letter~
Ketsa,
Suffer, feel the pain of a lost sibling. Does it hurt..? I hope your heart is burning in this underworld that I've created. I am a kind man, truly I am. And therefore, I have come to bring my condolences and support. In this world, people always long to touch the stars, and seem to forget, that the earth has it's own star. However, fireflies die to quickly. Yes.fireflies. so beautiful, yet with a short trap from another human, they perish. You have killed your firefly, trapping it like it were yours to control, that it could only glow for you and you alone. She has emitted her last shine for you Ketsa, even the stars die with the night. ~end letter~
Guilt and pain warred inside Ketsa's heart, and all he could do was blame himself and hope that his little sister was strong.
Kenshin stayed quiet, as his violet eyes fixed onto Kaoru's pale face. He sat closest to her, his strong hands clasping her right hand in his. Inside he was dieing, hating himself for allowing her to fight on her own. After all these years of friendship, right when they were going to start their own family, everything crumbles. Someone just didn't want them to be happy. For once, he didn't know what to do. There was no way to trace the attacker. All he could do was wait.
Yahiko stood in the middle of the court with his bokkon in hand. He knew he should be sad, or at least angry. However, for some reason, no tears would come. He refused to cry, no one had ever been allowed to see him shed a tear, other than Kaoru. Maybe it was because he wasn't surprised, fate just wanted him to be an orphan.
He began the first kata. His actions lacked grace, and skill. All his thrusts were powerful and strong, but radiated only anger. Somehow, he doubted that he could protect the ones he loved. After all, his big sister was dying, and he had done nothing to prevent it.
Where had he been..? Snoring his little immature butt off, that's where. He was angry with everyone, Kenshin and Ketsa had been there, why hadn't they done anything? He was angry with the adults, but he was even angrier with himself. Soon, the anger grew, as he wasn't able to perform the kata properly.
"ARG!!!" in frustration and anger, he brought the bokkon up, and snapped it over his knee. Hurling the remains as far as he could, he stormed out of the place, heading to the river to think. He didn't return till late at night the next day. By that time, almost everyone, but Kenshin had exited Kaoru's room.
Sanosuke was snoring away in a guest room, and Ketsa had retreated to his own room to gather his emotions under control. The only one who remained was Kenshin, who slept silently in the corner, sitting up as he had done long ago, during the bakamitsu.
Yahiko entered the room, and gazed lovingly down at the only sister figure he had ever had. During his thinking, he had come to one conclusion. He would protect Kaoru, from anyone that could hurt her, and that meant both Ketsa and Kenshin. It had been their fault that she was hurt in the first place. It was obvious that the two had been there, and it didn't take a genius to know that there was great tension between the two.
Yahiko knew his mother/sister's mind well enough to know that she would try to keep the two from getting involved. Kaoru would never take on a dangerous foe unless she had been guilt ridden. In the past, it had always been Kaoru who was there for him, wiping the flood of tears away for him. In addition, he remembered, all those times that she was in pain. He'd never forget those times, because it has caused his own heart to ache. And he knew, that all the tears of depression, of pain, anger, they had all been caused by one simple person. Kenshin. No more, Yahiko vowed. He would not allow one more tear to fall from his mother's eyes. For a second his mind backtracked. did he just call Kaoru mother? However, as astonishing as it was, it was somewhat true. Not only was Kaoru his sister, but adoptive mother as well. When no one else would give him a home, she had always been there. His hardened hands wrapped his dear Kaoru in a hug, and gently picked her up.
Kaoru's hair cascaded down, hanging limply, like the rest of her body in Yahiko's arms. Her breathing was harsh and ragged, and her face pale, as if she were a ghost to disappear at dawn. Yahiko was horrified that she was so light. He knew that his teacher was small, but he had always believed that she was strong. Years of training must've hardened her muscles right? Opening the door, with his foot, he calmly walked out of the dojo. Without turning back, he left his adoptive home, and his friends behind. No one bothered to stop him, for no one saw. He knew where he would go, he may be an orphan, but every orphan had his connections.
Kenshin had been to lost in the depths of his dreams. Old memories resurfaced, all the times his presence had endanged kaoru-dono was replayed repeatedly in his mind. The difference was, this time, he was helpless to stop it. Repeatedly, he watched as each new enemy came, and each claimed Kaoru as their prize. She was passed around like a rag doll, from one enemy to another. Her teary eyes haunted his very soul. Each time he came to confront an enemy, she had been moved to another's hand. Moreover, he slaughtered his enemies, one by one. He enjoyed the taste of their blood on his lips as the liquid splattered with a simple twist of a wrist. A silver blade driven into their necks. He felt good slaughtering them, as if he were a teen once again.
Finally, he came upon his final enemy, his last obstacle to Kaoru. Enishi. And to his utmost horror, as he pulled his arm back to slay the man who dared challenge him, he found Kaoru in his way. There she knelt, cradling Enishi (can anyone tell me his last name? X.x I cant seem to spell it properly) in her arms. Her back was facing Kenshin, her head turned to stare into his eyes with that tearful gaze. She whispered, barely audible, "please.. you'll have to kill me first, before I will ever allow you to draw my beloved's blood."
He felt as if his world was falling, his dreams shattered to glass shards that drove into his soul and threatened to tear him apart. He could only utter one word. "why". With that simple word, the scenery began to change, the couple drifted farther and farther away. He ran after them, to no avail. He got his answer though, Enishi's voice echoed into the air, "You've failed her Himura."
Kenshin woke with a jolt, tears prickling his eyes. It was all a dream, a horrible dream. His eyes drifted onto the futon in the middle of the bed. Knowing that the very site of his love would soothe him. However, that was not to be. At the site of the empty futon, his eyes widened. He bolted for the door, slamming it open. Amber eyes surveyed the yard, nothing. No Kaoru. His senses rose, maybe she was better? Maybe she just had to stretch her legs. Yes, that was it. It was a miracle, she was better and watching the fireflies. However, he knew he was only trying to comfort himself. Koaru was gone, and there was no clue as to where she went. Unless.his eyes narrowed, and he turned to a room across the yard. With godlike speed, a small click was heard as he unsheathed his sakaboto. With almost impossible speed, some liked to describe it as god-like, he streaked into Ketsa's room.
Ketsa was startled from his deep meditation by the harsh snarl of Kenshin. His eyes opened and registered the fact that he had a very sharp looking point at his throat. Blue eyes narrowed, and a hand reached down to dance lightly over the hilt of his own weapon. However, Kenshin's words made him forget about fighting the battossai now. "what have you done to Kaoru" the words echoed in his ear. Obviously, Kenshin figured that Ketsa didn't know a thing, explaining why Himura suddenly left the dojo. Soon to be followed by Kaoru's brother, when he discovered her gone. Sanosuke, woken by the entire racket, soon joined the search. The three of them practically tore up the town looking for the Kamiya girl. However, no one knew of any clues, cept one. Yahiko was gone as well. But no one bothered to notice this fact, as none of them had seen him since he had thrown that letter at Ketsa. So frantic in their search, they didn't bother to put two and two together. No one believed that of all people, Yahiko would dare to "kidnap" Kaoru. Eventually, after days of searching, as neither Kaoru, nor Yahiko was found, the began to give. The only conclusion they could come up with was, either Yahiko ran away, or something had happened to him. Kaoru's disappearance remained a mystery. A week past, and the once kenshingumi family began to split ways.
Ketsa left on his own journey, somewhere, he knew that his sister was still alive, as well as his father. Why else would someone bother to kidnap his sister? To take a soon to be dead girl was pointless, unless the girl could somehow be saved. Therefore,, his new adventure began. A quest for lost family.
Kenshin sank into a deep depression, similar to when he had thought Kaoru dead by Enishi's hands. However, instead of living in the ally's, he resumed his life as a rurouni. No matter how many times Sanosuke tried to convince him to stay, he would not. He left at the time as Ketsa, the two gave each other a sad look, and for once, they had come to an understanding. Then the two turned, and began walking in opposite directions. The rurouni's quest for a home had begun.
Sanosuke had no idea what to do. As there was no one to take care of the dojo, he decided he would take the responsibility. However, he was often found in the forest, releasing his frustrations out on the boulders and trees. No one was left, he felt so alone..well..at least Megumi was still here.
~~alright.. here we back track a few weeks, to when Yahiko left with Kaoru. This is where a new story begins.. Yahiko's tale. from here, I'm going to write a short story for each of the members of the family. The first story, will be Yahiko's~
Yahiko's Tale..
I'd been an orphan for most of my life. Well...maybe I didn't have a true family, but I had something that was as good as one. I had friends. and I had Kaoru. Before I met my busu, sister Kaoru. the only family or friend I had, had been my mother, and Mishimaro. He had been like a big brother to me. In fact, he was Kaoru's age, well now he would be. But I didn't really know him long, for he left to travel the world. You see, his dream was to become a doctor. My mother had been alive at the time. She treated Mishimaro like a second son. It was her illness that pushed him to leave and accomplish that dream. He had left 5 years ago, and since then, I've heard tales of a priest who could save lives with a wave of his hand. It was said that he could heal a blind's eyes. I think people were exaggerating my friend's skills, but still, I was proud of him. He had traveled to ancient lands, learned the techniques of healing from the times of the past, to present.
The day he left, he had promised me that if I ever needed him, he would be there. So here I am, an ugly girl in my arms as I seek my life saving friend. I knew where he would be. In our old home, in China. I had formally lived in that country. True, I was born in Tokyo, but then my mother and I moved to a new country, that's where we met Mishimaro. When my mother became ill, and we began running from the clans that sought money, we came back to Tokyo. It was a mistake to come back there, for it was there that my mother died, and I was caught, and forced to become a petty thief.
It's been only a single day since I left behind the place I could call a home. Now my sister and I are on a boat, tis off to China for us. The gentle rocking of the small yet sturdy holding is rather soothing to my nerves. I can't seem to sleep, and so, I lay on the deck, and stare into the deep night sky. It's so beautiful, I wish for once I could touch the stars. It's now that I need it the most, craving for a star to guide me through this dark pit of turmoil. Sister..please.. be alright.
With those last thoughts, Yahiko fell asleep upon the deck of the gentle rocking boat. It was as if, once again, he was cradled in the arms of a loving mother, rocked to sleep. However, this time, it lacked the warmth and security that love granted.
Bright streams of light burned into his eyes, forcing him awake from the dark realm of sleep. For a few minutes, his vision was blurry, the sands of time not yet completely cleaned away. Lips parted in a soft groan, and then a yawn. His body rose, to sitting position. Arms extended and fingers stretched as if trying to reach the heavens themselves. Maybe they were grasping for a miracle, a message of hope, and a promise that Kaoru would be alright. What ever the hidden reason was, it succeeded in stretching his muscles, and pulling him into the stage of awareness that came with waking up the smiling face or morn. Pushing himself up, he headed to the railing, and stared off into the distance, a sea of water before him. But, as he squinted, he began to see a small narrow strip of land in the distance. There it was, his former home.soon they would be there, in China. The key to Kaoru's salvation.
Yahiko's Tale- TBC!!
My hands are starting to get tired, x.x as are my eyes. There is still A LOT more to yahiko's substory, so please be patient. Hopefully, you all enjoyed this chapter. If not, then I have utterly failed as a writer. =P until the next vigginette.
~~Falconess
At Megumi's words, there was a complete and utter silence. Tension filled the area, as if all were waiting for a bomb to drop. Sano was the one to break the silence, his voice slightly trembling, as he struggled to keep it from cracking. "How much time does Jou-chan have.?" The thought that his little missy was going to die was painful, but if they had time, they could find the antidote.
Megumi shook her head, hot tears trickling down her cheeks. "At least a week.. at most.. 2. I'll send a letter to all the doctors I know.. but.. I don't think anyone has found a cure for this yet. It seems that Kaoru has slipped into a coma. Her heart rate is very weak.If..I mean.. IF Kaoru is strong enough. she could save herself. but.. that chance is slim."
The four adults sat in Kaoru's room, kneeling and just gazing at her. For adults, they weren't quite thinking sensibly. Yahiko, whom entered holding the letter, broke the silence in the room. For once, he was silent, throwing the letter at Ketsa, he withdrew once again.
Ketsa stared down at the letter, for a few seconds uncomprehending. Then, as if suddenly his dark world had been illuminated, he realized that the letter had been from the attacker. His eyes scanned the contents, gripping the sides firmly. The others watched him, curious and hopeful. Finishing it, he glanced back at his sister, his body trembling with utter fury.
~Letter~
Ketsa,
Suffer, feel the pain of a lost sibling. Does it hurt..? I hope your heart is burning in this underworld that I've created. I am a kind man, truly I am. And therefore, I have come to bring my condolences and support. In this world, people always long to touch the stars, and seem to forget, that the earth has it's own star. However, fireflies die to quickly. Yes.fireflies. so beautiful, yet with a short trap from another human, they perish. You have killed your firefly, trapping it like it were yours to control, that it could only glow for you and you alone. She has emitted her last shine for you Ketsa, even the stars die with the night. ~end letter~
Guilt and pain warred inside Ketsa's heart, and all he could do was blame himself and hope that his little sister was strong.
Kenshin stayed quiet, as his violet eyes fixed onto Kaoru's pale face. He sat closest to her, his strong hands clasping her right hand in his. Inside he was dieing, hating himself for allowing her to fight on her own. After all these years of friendship, right when they were going to start their own family, everything crumbles. Someone just didn't want them to be happy. For once, he didn't know what to do. There was no way to trace the attacker. All he could do was wait.
Yahiko stood in the middle of the court with his bokkon in hand. He knew he should be sad, or at least angry. However, for some reason, no tears would come. He refused to cry, no one had ever been allowed to see him shed a tear, other than Kaoru. Maybe it was because he wasn't surprised, fate just wanted him to be an orphan.
He began the first kata. His actions lacked grace, and skill. All his thrusts were powerful and strong, but radiated only anger. Somehow, he doubted that he could protect the ones he loved. After all, his big sister was dying, and he had done nothing to prevent it.
Where had he been..? Snoring his little immature butt off, that's where. He was angry with everyone, Kenshin and Ketsa had been there, why hadn't they done anything? He was angry with the adults, but he was even angrier with himself. Soon, the anger grew, as he wasn't able to perform the kata properly.
"ARG!!!" in frustration and anger, he brought the bokkon up, and snapped it over his knee. Hurling the remains as far as he could, he stormed out of the place, heading to the river to think. He didn't return till late at night the next day. By that time, almost everyone, but Kenshin had exited Kaoru's room.
Sanosuke was snoring away in a guest room, and Ketsa had retreated to his own room to gather his emotions under control. The only one who remained was Kenshin, who slept silently in the corner, sitting up as he had done long ago, during the bakamitsu.
Yahiko entered the room, and gazed lovingly down at the only sister figure he had ever had. During his thinking, he had come to one conclusion. He would protect Kaoru, from anyone that could hurt her, and that meant both Ketsa and Kenshin. It had been their fault that she was hurt in the first place. It was obvious that the two had been there, and it didn't take a genius to know that there was great tension between the two.
Yahiko knew his mother/sister's mind well enough to know that she would try to keep the two from getting involved. Kaoru would never take on a dangerous foe unless she had been guilt ridden. In the past, it had always been Kaoru who was there for him, wiping the flood of tears away for him. In addition, he remembered, all those times that she was in pain. He'd never forget those times, because it has caused his own heart to ache. And he knew, that all the tears of depression, of pain, anger, they had all been caused by one simple person. Kenshin. No more, Yahiko vowed. He would not allow one more tear to fall from his mother's eyes. For a second his mind backtracked. did he just call Kaoru mother? However, as astonishing as it was, it was somewhat true. Not only was Kaoru his sister, but adoptive mother as well. When no one else would give him a home, she had always been there. His hardened hands wrapped his dear Kaoru in a hug, and gently picked her up.
Kaoru's hair cascaded down, hanging limply, like the rest of her body in Yahiko's arms. Her breathing was harsh and ragged, and her face pale, as if she were a ghost to disappear at dawn. Yahiko was horrified that she was so light. He knew that his teacher was small, but he had always believed that she was strong. Years of training must've hardened her muscles right? Opening the door, with his foot, he calmly walked out of the dojo. Without turning back, he left his adoptive home, and his friends behind. No one bothered to stop him, for no one saw. He knew where he would go, he may be an orphan, but every orphan had his connections.
Kenshin had been to lost in the depths of his dreams. Old memories resurfaced, all the times his presence had endanged kaoru-dono was replayed repeatedly in his mind. The difference was, this time, he was helpless to stop it. Repeatedly, he watched as each new enemy came, and each claimed Kaoru as their prize. She was passed around like a rag doll, from one enemy to another. Her teary eyes haunted his very soul. Each time he came to confront an enemy, she had been moved to another's hand. Moreover, he slaughtered his enemies, one by one. He enjoyed the taste of their blood on his lips as the liquid splattered with a simple twist of a wrist. A silver blade driven into their necks. He felt good slaughtering them, as if he were a teen once again.
Finally, he came upon his final enemy, his last obstacle to Kaoru. Enishi. And to his utmost horror, as he pulled his arm back to slay the man who dared challenge him, he found Kaoru in his way. There she knelt, cradling Enishi (can anyone tell me his last name? X.x I cant seem to spell it properly) in her arms. Her back was facing Kenshin, her head turned to stare into his eyes with that tearful gaze. She whispered, barely audible, "please.. you'll have to kill me first, before I will ever allow you to draw my beloved's blood."
He felt as if his world was falling, his dreams shattered to glass shards that drove into his soul and threatened to tear him apart. He could only utter one word. "why". With that simple word, the scenery began to change, the couple drifted farther and farther away. He ran after them, to no avail. He got his answer though, Enishi's voice echoed into the air, "You've failed her Himura."
Kenshin woke with a jolt, tears prickling his eyes. It was all a dream, a horrible dream. His eyes drifted onto the futon in the middle of the bed. Knowing that the very site of his love would soothe him. However, that was not to be. At the site of the empty futon, his eyes widened. He bolted for the door, slamming it open. Amber eyes surveyed the yard, nothing. No Kaoru. His senses rose, maybe she was better? Maybe she just had to stretch her legs. Yes, that was it. It was a miracle, she was better and watching the fireflies. However, he knew he was only trying to comfort himself. Koaru was gone, and there was no clue as to where she went. Unless.his eyes narrowed, and he turned to a room across the yard. With godlike speed, a small click was heard as he unsheathed his sakaboto. With almost impossible speed, some liked to describe it as god-like, he streaked into Ketsa's room.
Ketsa was startled from his deep meditation by the harsh snarl of Kenshin. His eyes opened and registered the fact that he had a very sharp looking point at his throat. Blue eyes narrowed, and a hand reached down to dance lightly over the hilt of his own weapon. However, Kenshin's words made him forget about fighting the battossai now. "what have you done to Kaoru" the words echoed in his ear. Obviously, Kenshin figured that Ketsa didn't know a thing, explaining why Himura suddenly left the dojo. Soon to be followed by Kaoru's brother, when he discovered her gone. Sanosuke, woken by the entire racket, soon joined the search. The three of them practically tore up the town looking for the Kamiya girl. However, no one knew of any clues, cept one. Yahiko was gone as well. But no one bothered to notice this fact, as none of them had seen him since he had thrown that letter at Ketsa. So frantic in their search, they didn't bother to put two and two together. No one believed that of all people, Yahiko would dare to "kidnap" Kaoru. Eventually, after days of searching, as neither Kaoru, nor Yahiko was found, the began to give. The only conclusion they could come up with was, either Yahiko ran away, or something had happened to him. Kaoru's disappearance remained a mystery. A week past, and the once kenshingumi family began to split ways.
Ketsa left on his own journey, somewhere, he knew that his sister was still alive, as well as his father. Why else would someone bother to kidnap his sister? To take a soon to be dead girl was pointless, unless the girl could somehow be saved. Therefore,, his new adventure began. A quest for lost family.
Kenshin sank into a deep depression, similar to when he had thought Kaoru dead by Enishi's hands. However, instead of living in the ally's, he resumed his life as a rurouni. No matter how many times Sanosuke tried to convince him to stay, he would not. He left at the time as Ketsa, the two gave each other a sad look, and for once, they had come to an understanding. Then the two turned, and began walking in opposite directions. The rurouni's quest for a home had begun.
Sanosuke had no idea what to do. As there was no one to take care of the dojo, he decided he would take the responsibility. However, he was often found in the forest, releasing his frustrations out on the boulders and trees. No one was left, he felt so alone..well..at least Megumi was still here.
~~alright.. here we back track a few weeks, to when Yahiko left with Kaoru. This is where a new story begins.. Yahiko's tale. from here, I'm going to write a short story for each of the members of the family. The first story, will be Yahiko's~
Yahiko's Tale..
I'd been an orphan for most of my life. Well...maybe I didn't have a true family, but I had something that was as good as one. I had friends. and I had Kaoru. Before I met my busu, sister Kaoru. the only family or friend I had, had been my mother, and Mishimaro. He had been like a big brother to me. In fact, he was Kaoru's age, well now he would be. But I didn't really know him long, for he left to travel the world. You see, his dream was to become a doctor. My mother had been alive at the time. She treated Mishimaro like a second son. It was her illness that pushed him to leave and accomplish that dream. He had left 5 years ago, and since then, I've heard tales of a priest who could save lives with a wave of his hand. It was said that he could heal a blind's eyes. I think people were exaggerating my friend's skills, but still, I was proud of him. He had traveled to ancient lands, learned the techniques of healing from the times of the past, to present.
The day he left, he had promised me that if I ever needed him, he would be there. So here I am, an ugly girl in my arms as I seek my life saving friend. I knew where he would be. In our old home, in China. I had formally lived in that country. True, I was born in Tokyo, but then my mother and I moved to a new country, that's where we met Mishimaro. When my mother became ill, and we began running from the clans that sought money, we came back to Tokyo. It was a mistake to come back there, for it was there that my mother died, and I was caught, and forced to become a petty thief.
It's been only a single day since I left behind the place I could call a home. Now my sister and I are on a boat, tis off to China for us. The gentle rocking of the small yet sturdy holding is rather soothing to my nerves. I can't seem to sleep, and so, I lay on the deck, and stare into the deep night sky. It's so beautiful, I wish for once I could touch the stars. It's now that I need it the most, craving for a star to guide me through this dark pit of turmoil. Sister..please.. be alright.
With those last thoughts, Yahiko fell asleep upon the deck of the gentle rocking boat. It was as if, once again, he was cradled in the arms of a loving mother, rocked to sleep. However, this time, it lacked the warmth and security that love granted.
Bright streams of light burned into his eyes, forcing him awake from the dark realm of sleep. For a few minutes, his vision was blurry, the sands of time not yet completely cleaned away. Lips parted in a soft groan, and then a yawn. His body rose, to sitting position. Arms extended and fingers stretched as if trying to reach the heavens themselves. Maybe they were grasping for a miracle, a message of hope, and a promise that Kaoru would be alright. What ever the hidden reason was, it succeeded in stretching his muscles, and pulling him into the stage of awareness that came with waking up the smiling face or morn. Pushing himself up, he headed to the railing, and stared off into the distance, a sea of water before him. But, as he squinted, he began to see a small narrow strip of land in the distance. There it was, his former home.soon they would be there, in China. The key to Kaoru's salvation.
Yahiko's Tale- TBC!!
My hands are starting to get tired, x.x as are my eyes. There is still A LOT more to yahiko's substory, so please be patient. Hopefully, you all enjoyed this chapter. If not, then I have utterly failed as a writer. =P until the next vigginette.
~~Falconess