Yipes! This one is a bit of a longy, nearly a page and a half longer then the rest of my chapters! I just couldn't stop writing! My hands are possessed by the evil muse! I must stop it! I must stop writing in exclamation marks! AAAAaaaah!

I must stop playing that drinking game…

Disclaimer: I don't own Inu-Yasha, but I sure as hell own my super drink Zap. (coke, jolt and a looooooot of sugar)

Chapter 4

 Farewell

"Now all you have to do is focus your energy into the palm of your hands and concentrate really hard. Now imagine it become a tiny ball in between your two palms. That's it, you're catching on fast!"

Sango and Miroku watched as Kagome looked like she was abut to burst a vein while attempting to focus her ki. A very, very tiny ball of pinkish light illuminated itself between her hands, just barely visibly in the dying sunlight, and Kagome's face lit up. "I did it Sango! I did it!" She cried happily, letting the ball disappear and throwing her arms around Sango in a joyous hug. Miroku watched with a feigned pitiable look. "Don't I get a hug?" he asked. Both girls looked at him with stony glances.

"NO."

Miroku shrugged. "Worth a try."

Sango turned her attention back to her friend. "See, I told you it wouldn't be that hard. Now for everything else, you just basically have to concentrate your ki into other activities. Like floating!" She rose up a few inches off the ground and did a backflip. "It's not flying, but it's sure fun as hell!"

"Hey, no fair, I wanna do that!" Kagome said, grabbing Sango's arm and trying to drag her down. Sango immediately pulled back, lifting up Kagome as well. Kagome giggled and jumped off, landing back on the roof. She stared at her feet, trying to concentrate without bursting out laughing, and slowly rose an inch or so off the ground. "Hey look Sango, I did it! This is great!"

Sango nodded, grinning as the other girl ran around and pretended she was skating on air. "You're getting the hang of this really quickly!"

"Would either of you ladies care for a flight?" Sango and Kagome looked up to see Miroku seated comfortably a good eight feet in the air. Sango snorted. "Show off."

Miroku looked hurt. "I'm not a show off, I've merely been working hard at honing my skills."

"Well, how long have you been dead?"

"2 months and a bit."

"I rest my case."

Kagome interrupted their argument by jumping up and tagging Miroku on the shoulder before landing back down again. "Tag, you're it!" she shouted, bolting away. Sango got the idea and ran in another direction. Miroku stood up, lowered himself a few feet, and went chasing after the girls.

Shippo and Kirrara watched the ghosts' antics from a slightly taller roof, which Inu-Yasha had claimed their sleeping quarters for the night, since it looked to be a clear one anyway. Shippo couldn't disagree, looking up at the hundreds of constellations and millions of stars in the night sky. A scream and a 'pervert!' directed the tiny angel's attention back to the tag-playing trio, although now it seemed the two girls were ganging up on Miroku. Shippo smirked and lay down, wondering what in the fourteen heavens he had done to deserve a task like Miroku. And his first task too! Some things just weren't fair in life, death or angeldom.

From his position Shippo could see Inu-Yasha sitting on the red bulb that signalled to airplanes a building was in the way. The dim, slowly flashing light illuminated the older angel's silvery-white hair and made him seem to glow red before the light died down again. The slow but constant flashing of the light slowly mesmerized Shippo and soon the tiny angel was fast asleep, Kirrara curled up beside him with one ear on her task and her companions.

Inu-Yasha's ever-flickering ears picked up Shippo's tiny snoring and Inu-Yasha seemed to pause for a second, one ear forward, the other on Shippo. Then his ears began flickering again, taking up all the noises of the city and trying to distinguish between them. He had never liked the city much and had always stayed close to Kagome whenever she visited it. He much preferred Kagome's home: a nice, quiet shrine in suburbia with a tiny forest and less then half the noises of this place. Smelled better too, he thought, wrinkling his nose. This place stank of hundreds of things he couldn't place a claw on, and just as many he felt he didn't really want to.

He liked the rooftop he had chosen for a sleeping place; it was sheltered, as quiet as he could find it, taller then most of the other buildings so that it would be easier to see oncoming dangers, and the light, which he was currently sitting on, gave out a comforting colour and warmth as well. And as Shippo had already proven, it was quite effective for sleep as well. Not that Inu-Yasha ever slept well. Call him paranoid, but he had also believed in sleeping with one eye open. Or, he'd been believing in that ever since Naraku, the filthy bastard…

"Inu-Yasha!" The angel looked over at Kagome, Sango and Miroku who had just landed on the roof and were all looking quite tired. Miroku and Sango picked up their respective sleeping angels until Kirrara showed she wasn't asleep by yawning and licking Sango's chin. Shippo snored.

Inu-Yasha allowed a smirk on his face at the sight of Miroku contemplating whether or not to wake up his angel, then deciding it was a moot point and laying Shippo back down again before taking a seat against the two-foot high solid steel fence that outlined the rooftop. Sango followed suit, with Kirrara curled up on her lap. Inu-Yasha turned his attention back to the city before realizing his name was being called. He looked down and saw Kagome standing at the bottom of the pole the red light was attached to. "Yeah Kagome?" he asked.

Kagome sighed. She had been calling Inu-Yasha for ages and suddenly he notices her and acts like she had just been standing there. There was simply nothing to do about this boy. "What are you doing up there?" she asked, shielding her eyes from the pulsating light.

"Watchin'." Inu-Yasha answered, not even looking down.

"Watching what?"

"Everything." He called back down, shifting so that he could be seated more comfortably while watching the sky. He kept his ears turned behind him, so that he would notice anything trying to sneak up, and observed that Kagome was quiet. Probably went to bed, he thought.

"What's everything?" Kagome said, floating beside him. Inu-Yasha nearly jumped out of his skin and almost fell of the light with shock. He quickly composed himself and turned angrily on Kagome. "The hell was that for!?" he screeched. "You tryin' to kill me or something?!"

Kagome looked at him angrily and put a finger to her lips, bobbing her head and focusing on something downwards. Inu-Yasha followed her gaze and saw Sango, Miroku and their angels, fast asleep. He snorted, not caring if he woke them up or not, and turned back to Kagome who was looking at him with annoyance. "What?" He barked, feeling a little nervous about the way she was staring at him and hoping she wouldn't say the 's' word while he was up here.

"Can't you learn to be a little more sensitive?" Kagome sighed wearily. "Seriously, what kind of angel are you?"

"Do you have to ask that every ten minutes?" Inu-Yasha growled, settling back down into his position and trying to watch the city again. He could hear Kagome beside him and smell her too and began to growl with frustration. Dammit, he couldn't think with her this close! He looked back at her, where she was staring out where he had been watching. She seemed to feel his eyes on her and turned, to see him glaring. "Now what?" she asked, wondering what on earth she could have done to bother 'Kami' this time.

"Can't you do to sleep or something? I'm trying to work here." Inu-Yasha growled.

"Work?" Kagome cocked her head to the side. Inu-Yasha hated it when she did that, she looked way to damn cute. "What kind of work are you doing?"

"Watching out for demons." He said bluntly, as if talking to a stupid child. "It's the same work I do every day."

"You mean you just sit here and watch all night?" Kagome asked. Inu-Yasha almost fell off again. Did she sound sad? About him? This damn light must be fuddling with his mind, he thought, glaring at the flashing bulb. Kagome looked at the bulb then looked back up at him (oh hells, she even looked sad. What was with this light?) "Doesn't it get lonely?" she asked.

Inu-Yasha stared at her dumbly. Or maybe the light was messing with her mind. "No, why would I care?" he said uncomfortably, looking back onto the city and deciding that he was going to ignore everything else she said.

Then he felt Kagome push his arm out of the way and, as he watched half-curiously, half-frightened, she sat down on his lap and put his arm back down. Inu-Yasha just sat there, dumbfounded, as Kagome lay her head against his shoulder. After a moment of silence, he managed to find his voice. "Ka-Kagome?" he stammered.

"Yes?"

"What the hell are you doing?" he said, half-hoping she would leave. The other half of him liked this, feeling her warmth and smelling her so close… Waitaminute, what the hell was he thinking? He should kick her off right now and get back to work. Besides, if a demon did come, how the hell would he be able to fight it if this… this… girl was sitting on his lap?!

After a moment of silence, Inu-Yasha's ears picked up her steady breathing and realized she had fallen asleep. "Oh twelve hells." He muttered, picking her up as gently as he could and jumping down from his roost. He walked silently over to where the others were sleeping and put Kagome down as softly as possible. Kagome opened her eyes slightly as Inu-Yasha set her down, and he swore at himself for waking her up. He decided, since she really didn't look that awake, to try and just let her fall asleep again. "Goodnight, Kagome."

She smiled. "You know what's nice?" she asked softly, closing her eyes again. Inu-Yasha was beginning to wonder if she was truly having a mental breakdown, but asked anyway. "What's nice?" he asked.

"You haven't called me a wench in four hours. You've actually been calling me by my name." She said, her voice laden with sleep. Inu-Yasha rolled his eyes. You mean she was actually counting time?

"Yeah well, good night wench."

"That wasn't a request."

"Whatever." He jumped back onto his post. He settled back down and closed his eyes, concentrating on the noises and smells of the city. Soon he was nearly asleep, although his ears still flickered around and gathered up noises. Even in his deepest sleep Inu-Yasha was still warily watching out for any possible dangers that could hurt him, Kagome or her friends.

Kagome woke up with the sunlight in her face. She blinked, trying to figure out when she had left the curtains open in her room, and a breeze blew past her as well. Oh man, she had left the window open too. Now what, she was going to find out she had fallen asleep in her clothes?

Instinctively after that question she looked down and blanked. She was in her clothes, and she wasn't in her bed either. Instead she was on a concrete floor that was horribly dusty and rather cold. She sat up with a cry, looking around fearfully. She didn't know where she was, except that it was cold and outside. Was she on a roof?

Then it hit her and her memory came flooding back. That's right, she had died yesterday. She could feel that empty, heavy feeling inside of her returning and shook her head, trying to rid herself of the bad memories. There were good things too; obviously it wasn't a joy fest that she was dead, but she had made some new friends, still had a year left on Earth and, most wonderful of them all she thought sarcastically, had a guardian angel that made a lot of the delinquents in her school look like gentlemen. She giggled, remembering one of the trouble students in her old school and trying to picture him in a tux. Instead it came out as Inu-Yasha in a tux. Actually, he didn't look that bad…

"What's so funny wench?" Well, speak of the devil. Kagome's eyes narrowed and an evil grin spread across her face as she remembered something else about her guardian.

"Sit."

Kagome smiled, satisfied at the sounds of a crash and enough swearing you'd expect to kill an angel with, not to hear from one. She got up, dusted herself off, and turned around.

Inu-Yasha brushed the dust and debris from his hair, then sat up and shook his head to clear it. "Good fuckin' mornin' to you too." He grumbled, picking some of the more stubborn dirt out of his mop. Kagome narrowed her eyes at him again. "I don't want to hear that kind of language from you again." She said, shaking a finger at him. "I couldn't stand it when I was alive and I'm not going to stand it when I'm dead.

"Fine, fine." Inu-Yasha rolled his eyes and stood up. "Listen, we're all going for breakfast. I was sent here to bring you along. You coming?"

Kagome was about to say 'no' just because her guardian was being so rude about it, then remembered what happened the last time she and Inu-Yasha were separated. Plus Sango and Miroku were going, so it wouldn't be that bad (provided she sat opposite from Miroku and made sure she could see his hands at all times). She sighed, wondered what she was going to do with all this, and stood up.

"Well of course I'm coming. I'm not staying out here to be eaten by some ugly demon again." She said pertly, turning around and leaving her angel behind her. Before Inu-Yasha could sputter more profanity,  Kagome saw the rest of her friends and ran up to them. "Sango-chan! Kirrara! Miroku! Shippo-chan!" The group turned and waved back as Kagome ran up to them.

"Did you have a nice sleep?" Sango asked, helping Kagome up. They were standing on the edge of the fence overlooking the city while Miroku, who was most familiar with Tokyo being that Sango and Kagome were country girls, was looking around for someplace nice to go eat. Shippo sat on his head, also looking around and sniffing as well.

Kagome nodded to Sango's question. "Yeah, except I forgot where I was when I woke up." She laughed and kicked her feet on the steel fence in embarrassment. Sango smiled sadly.

"That's alright, it's what happens for the first few days. Your subconscious doesn't really want to believe that- wants to believe the truth." She shook her head and scratched Kirrara on the chin. "There are some things you just have to face."

Kagome watched Sango curiously, and a little worried. Her friend seemed lost in her own thoughts and the smile had faltered. Kagome wondered how Sango was when she first died, then remembered what Sango had told her. "I was murdered." Kagome wondered what the circumstances involved were with the other girl's death. "Sango…"

"Hey Miroku, you'd fall asleep or something?" Inu-Yasha's once again well-timed rude entry. Sango snapped out of her thoughts and both girls looked over to Kagome's guardian angel, who was looking up at the ghost boy with annoyance. Miroku smiled reassuringly and waved his gloved hand at Inu-Yasha.

"Okay, okay, I think I found a place." He said. "It's not the best restaurant, but it's close by and their coffee's pretty good." Inu-Yasha wrinkled his nose at the word 'coffee' but nodded in agreement. "Then we'll go there." He said shortly and turned to the girls. "That 'k with you?"

The girls shrugged and Inu-Yasha snorted and took it for a yes. "Fine then. Kagome, get on my back."

"Wha-what?" Kagome stammered, taking a step back. Inu-Yasha looked at her with frustration.

"I can run faster then you can, so it makes sense if you get on my back while we go to the restaurant." He said in a voice that made it seem like it was the simplest thing in the world. Kagome really didn't like his tone, but looked over to Sango for help. Sango thought about it, then nodded.

"He's right, he could keep up with Kirrara when we were running here." She said. "And he doesn't seem to be Miroku's type, so I'm sure you're safe. I'll ride Kirrara." She looked over at her angel and nodded, and after an explosion of flame Kirrara transformed into a much larger version of herself. Kagome looked from Kirrara to Inu-Yasha and back again, then decided. She walked up over to Inu-Yasha.

"Fine." She agreed. "But no funny business."

"Who do you think I am, Miroku?" Inu-Yasha snorted, then turned around so that  Kagome could climb on to his back.

"Why does everyone refer to my name as such a personality? They just met me." Miroku sighed from his seat behind Sango on Kirrara. Sango jumped and turned to Miroku. "What are you doing here?" Miroku looked back at her complete innocent. "Am I not wanted?" Sango sputtered, at loss for words, then turned around, her face red. "Fine, but no funny business either."

"Don't worry, I'll watch him." Shippo said pleasantly. Somehow, Sango still didn't feel that safe.

"Are we going?" Inu-Yasha asked, perched atop the fence, waiting. Sango nodded and Kirrara took off. Inu-Yasha leaped after her and Kagome shrieked, holding onto his neck tightly. Inu-Yasha gagged, then glanced at Kagome as he ran/leaped from rooftop to rooftop after Kirrara with Miroku's directions. "Could you not hold on so tight?" he asked. Kagome tried to loosen her grip, but a quick jolt caused her to cling tightly again. She closed her eyes, certain she was going to fall and die again, when she felt strong arms underneath her. She opened her eyes and looked down, seeing Inu-Yasha's arms beneath her legs to hold her on more securely.

"I'm not going to let you fall." Inu-Yasha said quietly, as if he wasn't used to reassuring people (which Kagome guessed he wasn't). Kagome blinked with surprise and loosened her grip. As she rested her head on his shoulder to keep his hair of her face, Kagome was awed by how high up they were and how gracefully Inu-Yasha was running, for an ungainly rude creature like him. She glanced over at him to judge his expression, but his face was poker, not revealing any of his thoughts. Kagome relaxed and let her guardian angel run and carry her to wherever Miroku and Shippo were taking them.

Inu-Yasha may seem like a big jerk, she thought, but deep inside he's really a lot more caring then he lets on. I guess that's what makes him an angel.

Inu-Yasha, not hearing Kagome's thoughts, felt her relax in his grip and picked up speed. This wasn't going to be easy and he knew it. The afterlife never was. But he was chosen to protect her, and that was his job to the end. He would protect her, no matter what the cost.

Kagome stretched out, looking at the bustling morning streets of outer Tokyo and watching all the different colours of the auras of the people in the crowd. It was amazing that now she was dead the entire city seemed more vibrant with life then ever. The breakfast had been simply wonderful and now she felt energetic enough to enjoy 'the first day of the end of her life'.  That was a quote that Sango used and she had to admit, it was a cheerful way at looking at things. She looked over at the rest of her companions and turned around. "So, what are we gonna do now?"

Inu-Yasha couldn't believe she was being so perky, but before he could say anything Sango spoke up. "Well Kagome, I'm sure we could…" She paused.

"Could what?" Kagome asked. Sango glanced over at Miroku and Shippo, then down at Kirrara. Seeming to be a bit more confident, she looked back over to her new friend.

"We could go visit your family, and you could say goodbye to them." She suggested. A silence followed as Kagome contemplated the suggestion and everyone else waited to see how she would take it. She looked back up at them and smiled sadly.

"I supposed I should do it now. They're probably all feeling really sad now anyway." She laughed hollowly. "Souta's probably crying like the little baby he is. Gramps is probably trying to guide my spirit or something with his stupid little pieces of paper…" her voice got softer and she stared at the ground. There was another silence until Inu-Yasha spoke up.

"So, was that a yes or a no? Are you going or not?" He snapped angrily. Kagome looked up, fire in her eyes and glared at her guardian. Inu-Yasha took a cautious step back as Kagome walked up to him then turned to Sango. "Can I ride on Kirrara?" she asked.

Sango wasn't going to get involved with the feud and nodded. "Certainly Kagome." She looked over at Kirrara, who had already transformed, and helped Kagome up onto the angel's back. Kirrara took off to where Kagome directed her and everyone else watched her leave. Suddenly Inu-Yasha yelped, breaking the strange, silent trance that seemed to hang over them.

"Hey!" he turned and barked at Sango. "You're just letting her go?! By herself?!"

Sango looked at him with a cold glare that froze him in his tracks, although in reality she couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor guardian who had no idea how to act, especially not when concerning his own emotions. He was just like a teenager, she thought, despite the fact that he's over 400 years old. "She has Kirrara, so she'll be fine at the moment. And this is something she has to face on her own. She's still a little emotional right now." She explained best she could.

"Sango's right." Miroku nodded and Inu-Yasha glared at him for adding his two-cents into the argument. "Lady Kagome needs to spend some time alone with her family. She has to get over her death and this is the fastest way to heal."

Inu-Yasha looked like he was about to argue, then decided to shut his mouth and pout instead. He would never understand mortals and these stupid 'emotions' they were always blabbering about. He snorted and stood there, watching the traffic and living humans pass by. He surprised everyone by managing to stay still for nearly a minute before he turned around again.

"Shouldn't we follow her by now?" he asked. "I mean, she wouldn't notice by now and we're actually not that far from her house anwa-"

"We'll go." Sango interrupted, trying not to laugh at the expression on Inu-Yasha's face before he composed himself. "I just wanted to see how long you could hold out for."

The only reason Inu-Yasha didn't kill her was because she was Kagome's friend.

Kagome stood in her bedroom, staring at everything. It looked exactly the same was when she left it, except all of her pictures had be moved onto her bed, along with all her clothes folded neatly into little piles. She could feel a lump in her throat as she went up and stroked all of the memorabilia.

Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, she thought and glanced outside to where Kirrara was waiting and watching for any demon that might show up. She turned back to her room then looked out the door. Her family was home; she could hear noises. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and walked through the door.

She followed the voices to the kitchen where she could hear her mother's voice. She blanked when she heard what her mother was saying.

"…. Souta, there was something that I thought I should tell you when you got home from school today. It's… it's about Kagome."

Oh Kami, Kagome thought, she's just breaking the news now. Then again, it was probably the best move, with having the last half of Saturday and Sunday for the family to mourn. Her thoughts were interrupted by Souta's screaming.

"Onee-chan's dead?!" he cried. "No!" he began bawling. Kagome could feel the pit in her stomach get heavier and she turned away, trying not to picture what her family would look like right now: Souta crying his eyes out, her mother trying to comfort him and her grandfather sitting there looking solemn and not speaking for once in his life. She clenched her fists, trying to keep the tears from coming. Why the hell was she here? This was a stupid idea. Stupid, stupid, stupid!

"I'm sure she's in a better place now Souta." Kagome almost laughed at that. Better place? She was in the living room, eavesdropping on the conversation right now! How the hell was this better? She couldn't control the tears any longer and they came streaming down her face as she sank to the ground, her back against the wall. She began sobbing, echoing Souta, and she tried curling up into a ball. Why was she here? Why did she come? Dammit, why did she die in the first place?! She felt like her heart was going to explode, it hurt so much. All she wanted was to disappear right now, to erase the memories of this. Better place? This was closer to hell.

"Kagome." Her inner turmoil was interrupted by a now familiar voice, and she looked up to see Inu-Yasha looking back down at her. His face was still as stone, but his voice and eyes were soft.

The guardian angel was shocked at Kagome's appearance; he had never seen her like this and her ghostly aura was overflowing with sadness. He struggled to keep a straight face, to try to be the voice of reason before Kagome panicked again. Sango and Miroku had tried to stop him from entering and confronting her, but they didn't know her like he did, they couldn't feel her sadness like he could, they couldn't relate to her like he was. But still, he thought watching the tears flow freely down her cheeks, he hadn't expected it to be this bad.

He knelt down to her level and pushed a strand of hair out of her face. She reminded him of a scared doe he had seen once, when his task had been a mortal huntsman. Her eyes carried the same look, the same fear of death right now. Except now she was already dead and her eyes showed more of her heart then the doe's had ever. His face softened as he wiped the tears from her face, mindful of his claws.

"Inu-Yasha!" Kagome broke, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her face in his chest, sobbing. "I shouldn't have come here. I don't belong here any more!" Inu-Yasha flattened his ears against his skull to quiet down her loud sobs and uncertainly hugged her back. He decided not to say anything this time, in case he managed to get himself into trouble again.

The pair sat there, angel comforting mortal to the best of his abilities, unknown to them that a pair of unwelcome eyes watched them, feeding off of the emotions of sorrow and despair the mortal was emitting. They were getting stronger by the minute and soon ripe for feasting.

The eyes smiled.

End Chapter 4

Chapter 4's finished! Oh happy day! Now I just have to work on chapters 5-8 over the weekend. *blinks* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!

WARNING: The author is experiencing technical difficulties. Please stand by.

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Well, I've certainly been getting positive remarks after I posted Chap. 3. I didn't know you guys were that hooked. And now that I know that it pops up at around 9:45-10:00-ish, I'll keep that in mind *grin*

I've now managed to write out the entire plot summary for this story so now I actually know in which direction I'm headed (yay!)The story actually –has- a plotline, it's not just 'Inu-Yasha and Kagome travel the world now that she's dead' or something like that. And a few people said Kikyou needs to be in the plot. She is. Just not yet. It's only the fourth chapter. But she'll be here. Don't worry.

There have been a few questions on why all the demons are angels and if there's a specific meaning to that. The answer: no. I just happened to, ironically, make all the demons angels. Miroku was actually supposed to be an angel, but then I couldn't figure out the explanation behind Shippo's tail.

Oh right, I suppose, just not to be mean, I should give you a preview of chapter 5! I tried writing points down like last time, but it didn't really work very well. So instead I just grabbed a few paragraphs and stuck them on. It's easier this way and it makes you more curious. It doesn't reveal anything really of the chapter, but it's sure to keep you on your toes. (don't want anyone getting bored of my story already) Well, here it is!

PREVIEW CHAPTER 5: DEMON

~ Inu-Yasha's reaction was anything but calm and formal. His eyes widened and he folded his ears back as he looked from Miroku to Kagome to Sango to Kagome and back to Miroku. "She can fuckin' WHAT?!" he freaked out, grabbing Miroku by the collar. "What did you fuckin' say?!"

"Inu-Yasha, sit!" Kagome shouted, sending Inu-Yasha slamming downwards. (luckily he let go of Miroku first, although Miroku did land rather hard on his rear end. It was better then having Inu-Yasha fall on him) Inu-Yasha swore as always and pushed himself up. He seemed more angry, however, at what Miroku said rather then Kagome's use of 'the word' and quickly walked over to Kagome. She looked at him and slid backwards a bit. She didn't like the look in his eyes at all: worry, anger and most of all, fear. He squatted down and looked her straight in the eye. Then he grabbed her shoulders and shook her. "Is this true?!" he shouted.~

And I'll leave you with that, to come up with your own questions and conclusions until you read it and discover you were wrong. ^_^

See ya'll on Monday night!

~Ama~ (If all else, blame the Jolt)