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Yes everyone, I'm alive and quite well. I read your most recent worryings about me, (link and Alyer.) So many reviews! Do I truly have time to write response to them all? No, unfortunately I do not, for I am tired and sick from flu. I would just like to say that my absence was extremely terrible, (over a month, unforgiving!) and that it would have been posted on Friday had not my computer been dismantled.
I thank you all for your patience (and your worry)
And to clear some things up: Sango will not die, you will soon find out about the mystery of Kohaku's 'coming back', Inu-Yasha had just off Kohaku's head in the last two sentences of the last chapter and my dog has fleas.
Thank you.
Chapter 48:
Trials
The silence that filled the air as Kohaku's head hit the ground was painful to hear, the only sound the whispering of the wind as it blew the ashes of what had once been Sango's brother across the ground. Inu-Yasha's face was emotionless as Sango suddenly let out a strangled cry and lurched forward, as Kagome grabbed her in time to stop the older girl from hitting the ground. Sango's broken sobs ripped through the air as Kagome glared up at her angel.
"Inu-Yasha!" She said, tears bordering on her eyes. "What did you do that for? He was fine!"
The threeblood snorted, his red irises making him look dangerous. "Oh yeah, he was in his right mind all right."
"You killed her brother!" Kagome managed to spit out. "You dirty, two-faced bastard! Every time I think you're getting better and that you're not an asshole, every time I start to actually think you have a heart or maybe even a soul, every time I actually start to have feelings for you again, you do something like this! It's nothing to you, this is nothing to you! It's all about being better, being stronger, and you can't understand why people need emotions, so you just eliminate them! You're no better than Naraku, but at least he kept Kohaku alive, but you just broke Sango's heart! Why don't you go and kill Miroku too, you lousy scum, and see how much more damage to can do to her! What did she ever do to you, you fu-"
"I saved her life!" Inu-Yasha's words echoed fiercely in the plains. The small wolf army and the other demons had come down from the cliff face and were standing there, watching, some with confusion, some with understanding, some with indifference. Both Kagome and Inu-Yasha were shaking with fury at each other; Sango had cried herself into unconsciousness.
Mizuki took a few sniffs in the air and made a face. He then glanced at Inu-Yasha, something dawning on him, and turned to look behind him. "Hey, kid. C'mere."
Shippo, who had been tending to the healing but still unwell Miroku and Kirrara, quickly scurried over at the kappa's beckon. His tail shaking like that of a nervous squirrel's, he squeezed between the legs of the wolves and immediately made a face.
"Ew, doppelganger!" He squealed, clamping his hands over his nose. It was only then what he realised he had blurted out and instead moved his small hands to his mouth, eyes wide with horror.
Kagome wasn't as quick as the demons, until she looked at the small, slightly blackened area of where Kohaku had lain. A metallic glint she hadn't seen before caught her eye and as if on cue a wind moved the ashes, showing a hidden dagger. The cold, demonic aura she had felt from the boy suddenly made sense… a hand flew to here mouth and she gasped, her eyes flickering from the spot to Inu-Yasha. "Oh my…"
"Keh." Inu-Yasha grunted, pulling a piece of the Keyjewel from his pocket and tossing it to Kagome. "There. Keep her better, even if she tries to kill me. If you punks want me, I'll be over at Naraku's, kicking his ass." He turned around the walked away as the sky began to get even darker and a flash of lightning filled the sky. Suddenly Kagome was painfully aware of every faded white scar of unhealed tissue, a painful two-century reminder of his short comings as a mixed breed that nobody wanted…
"Inu-Yasha." She called out loudest she could without breaking down. Her guardian angel's ears twitched, as if he heard her, but then a peal of thunder drowned out any reply he might have had. He didn't stop walking and the dust kicked up by the sudden winds and the rain that began to pour down obscured his silhouette until after the latest lightning flash they lost sight of him.
Everything that had been building up in Kagome finally broke inside of her; one of the wolf demons eased Sango off of her and Shippo put a comforting hand on her knee, as Kagome curled up into a tight ball and began to cry.
Bankotsu was drinking some warm concoction he had thought up under a rocky lean-to he had built, his large sword at his side, meditating on his opponent's whereabouts when he noticed the slight disturbance. Smiling to himself he tossed the cup aside and stood up, cracking his joints and stretching his muscles from the restrictive meditation before picking up his weapon. He took one step forward, crouched low as prepared to sneak up on his enemy. No sooner then he had stepped out into the rain did something change.
And Bankotsu laughed.
Strapping the sword to his back he stood up straight and walked unafraid towards the other human being in the rain. When the woman sensed him he opened his arms in a harmless, friendly gesture.
"Well, well, what's a woman like you doing in a place like this?" He said with a chuckle. "Not exactly an exotic getaway…" His voice trailed off and he frowned.
The woman gave him a cold glance, looking him up and down. "I'd much rather ask why a man who's been dead for near five centuries is suddenly walking again."
"Either you knew me or you're a great historian." Bankotsu said, falling into step with her, keeping up the cheerful person. "Although I doubt the first, for I would never forget such a face. Trying the turn the rain to snow?"
"You speak very eloquently for a killer." Was his stony reply. Bankotsu smirked slightly and turned to face the direction they were headed. "Judging from your direction, you've jumped and bandwagon and are off to kill Naraku, right?"
"No." The response managed to shock the killer, but his composure showed nothing of it. "I'm going to kill the killer."
"Oh really?" Bankotsu stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Funny, as how I was hired to kill the killer of the man I'm going to kill. Six degrees and all that, hmm? Still," He added, "it's odd how an angel would kill the killer of a demon."
"Third time's a charm." The woman said dryly. Bankotsu chuckled. "Now if I could only remember your name.. started with a 'Ka' sound if I'm not mistaken…"
"My mother's name was Kaoru, she was the second. Mine is Kikyou."
"Of course, how things change in a couple of centuries…" Bankotsu mused. "You seem to know bits and pieces about me… perhaps my name so there are no needless introductions?"
"I have forgotten, because I don't care to remember." Kikyou said, still walking as though he weren't there and the rain wasn't beating mercilessly on them.
"Fair enough." The killer shrugged. "Bankotsu should you care to remember it."
They continued walking in silence for a few moments until the terrain began to become familiar to the assassin again. Bankotsu turned to Kikyou. "Say, since we're both out to kill the little threeblood, how are we going to decide this?"
Kikyou finally turned to look at him, her gaze unfeeling. "You leave Inu-Yasha to me."
Bankotsu gave his warm smile. "No problem, make the job easier. It's not like I'm getting paid or anything, you can play with the puppy all you like."
Kikyou made no reply and they continued their journey. "Once more thing…" Bankotsu gave his chin a few strokes as they walked past two rather large cliff-faces. "You're an angel, but you don't seem very angelic… Why?"
"I'm a bastardized form of an angel, with half a soul that was robbed from a mortal girl, resurrected in Hell. But more recently," Kikyou reached into her robes and pulled out a worn red and white paper fan, "I killed a demon and stole her soul."
Following Inu-Yasha's tracks was difficult. After Miroku had finally woken up, and it was explained to him why he was being carried bride-style by a male wolf soldier, he had gotten up and now sat with Sango and Kirrara in a small wooden cart Shippo had managed to work up with the help of Kuro-michi, pulled by two uncomplaining wolves. As both task and guardian were unconscious, Miroku just sat there wordlessly, stroking Sango's hair occasionally.
Kagome was somewhere in the middle of the little parade, holding Shippo tightly, her eyes on the ground as she walked mechanically. The words she had spoken to Inu-Yasha repeated themselves in her head over and over again, like the last hateful words to someone before they died. The look he had given her, a look devoid of anger or hate, only pain and betrayal.
She remembered the first day she had met Inu-Yasha and getting so angry at him when he had taken her away before she could see her mother at the morgue. How she had hurt him and then left, only to realize the stupidity of her actions and then nearly get eaten by a demon.
Some strange reasoning then brought up that if she had never run away they would have never met Miroku and Shippo…
Mizuki, Kuro-michi and Netsuna were at the front, the kappa being the only one who could track in the steady downpour. Despite all that had happened, the kappa was still chatting animatedly to the brother and sister pair about this one time in the mortal realm.
Netsuna shook her head. "Micky, you're so weird."
Mizuki blinked. "Ey, it wasn't me that was turning to fluffy white water!"
The cat demon smacked him over the head. "It's called snow you freak. And I was talking about you you; how you're still so cheerful after all that's happened."
Mizuki shrugged. "Didn't happen to me."
That earned him another smack. "Don't you have any sympathy?"
"I kill for a living, don't see how it makes much of a difference." Another shrug. "I think I heard this mortal saying once… 'you gotta fall down to get up again', or some-it like that. 'Even if you miss the moon you'll fall in the stars', 'fall 7 times, get up 8', 'no pain, no gain', 'dark clouds have silver linings'… basically, according to mortals, the more shit that happens to you, the better your life will be! Or the shit kills you… I guess it all depends."
Netsuna sighed. "You're impossible."
"Still…" Mizuki's expression suddenly went serious. "I still have some things bothering me. Like, if you're working for Naraku, how come you're helping us kill him?" he glared at Kuro-michi.
"Hold up, where'd that come from?" Netsuna asked.
"Shush," the kappa held up a finger, "I have bad attention span, if I don't get answers now I'll forget 'em. Oh, and how come you look like a cat and you look like a walking shadow puppet but you're siblings? Was yer ma promiscuous or some-it?"
"Some questions I won't answer." Kuro-michi said coldly. "And I was never working for Naraku, despite what you may have heard from a man who called you cute. If anything, he is working for me."
A retort Mizuki was about to make died as he blinked, trying to figure that one out. Kuro-michi smiled. "I must be off, since there are some things I still have to take care of. Besides, when my sister and I are together… bad things happen."
"Only because you start them." Netsuna said warmly. Kuro-michi's red eyes smiled and he vanished.
"Ah… I… buh…" Mizuki blinked then pressed a palm to his forehead. "I had forgotten about the 'cute' thing." His eyebrows knotted. "Wait… do you smell that?"
Damn them all… just because he was a threeblood and he had violent tendencies and he just happened to kill some people at the wrong time… just because Kagome was a stupid bitch doesn't mean he was a dumb fuck!
Okay… that last part didn't even make sense to him.
Inu-Yasha clenched his fists and growled to himself. He didn't know if he wanted to be angry, really fucking pissed off, depressed, killing something, rational (yeah right) or just start laughing maniacally. Instead he just decided to keep marching to Naraku's… or at least the direction he hoped Naraku was in. Maybe if he stopped fuming over one stupid woman he'd be in the right state to save the dumb existence.
Tch! The way she had been looking at him back there. Didn't she know that he could see what Sango was going through? He knew the exact pain she had felt, of watching a loved one die. And if he had the choice, he would have knocked Sango unconscious and dragged that damned doppelganger behind a rock and tore the living shit out of him.
He shook the water out of his hair, a futile attempt since it just remained sopping. Standing in the rain and watched the water drip off his hair he just started laughing, running his claws through his wet mop. Kagome almost swore back there! And to think he wasn't an influence on her, the thought was just too funny on his frayed nerves. He let the rain strike his face before trying to rub the water off, shaking his head furiously to get it dry. Why was it raining? It was Hell, dammit!
Growling he just gave up and sighed, rubbing one finger on his torn ear. He missed Kagome already, even if she hated him and was yelling at him. He smiled; was this what his father meant whenever he said he missed mom? Trying to make some sense of his soaking fringe, Inu-Yasha's ears swivelled left and right, he took a few sniffs and then seemed focused on a small knot.
"Stop bothering to hide Blackie. You said so yourself my senses were what, eight times more powerful or something?" He said, just ripping out the knot carelessly. Kuro-michi, completely unfazed by the torrent or rain, stepped into view out of wherever he was hiding.
"Actually, it was three times." The trespasser said in his corrective tone.
"Three. Right. Of course, how could I forget?" The threeblood snorted and began walking again. The shadowy demon took right into gliding step beside him, yet said nothing.
"I know why you're here." Inu-Yasha said dully, quickening his pace to a brisk walk. When the trespasser said nothing, Inu-Yasha continued. "I mean, you've only done a pretty good job of drilling it into my head, eh? Ever since I was little, just because I was my father's son. Only because I was my father's son."
"Genetics had just as much everything to do with it as spirit." Came his calm reply. Inu-Yasha's ears flattened. "Oh really? Where's Kagome's genetics then, hmm? She may physically resemble Kikyou, but she's 100 percent human and she only even has half her soul!"
"Ah, so you've found the problem. Good." The trespasser smiled.
"Problem?" Inu-Yasha turned to him. "What problem? Why do you always have to speak in riddles, huh? Why can't you guys say anything clear? How come you're always in one form but she changes at will? Why are you always standing in the sidelines, while all this shit happens to me? Why me? Why does all this have to happen to me?!"
The fury was plainly visible in the threeblood's eyes, but Kuro-michi was unfazed by Inu-Yasha's actions. Instead he merely shook his head and looked over at Inu-Yasha calmly as ever.
"Did anyone say it was happening to you?" He asked. Inu-Yasha looked about to throw a retort, when he paused, allowing the trespasser to speak. "Did you see it written in the clouds, on the street, in a handbook to life? Have you ever thought that everything that is happening to you is merely a small aid to keep it all from burying someone else?"
Inu-Yasha's ears flattened again, but this time out of shame as he hung his head.
"I forgive your egotistical nature Inu-Yasha, for it is in all three of your bloods. But there is a reason for everything, including why you were raised by a strict teacher, in a world that despised you when living with mortals would have been much easier. Why you were shunned, ignored, spat on, hated and alienated, so your compassion towards others would be as low as it is. There are, however, others who might not have been so fortunate to have the conditioning for this mission."
Inu-Yasha was silent for a moment, still walking steadily on.
"No. So far, very little has happened to you. In retrospect, one could say nothing has. It has all happened to the girl and you were just there to ease the burden. Still, a purpose."
"What are you saying?" Inu-Yasha growled, but spoke more civilly this time.
"Oh, I think you already know what I'm saying." The trespasser said with a hint of amusement.
Inu-Yasha's eyes narrowed as he glared at the ground, and then looked up to say something rude to the shadow demon. Greeted with solitude he spun around, looking for the trespasser that had stood there just seconds before.
Looking before him, wiping his wet forelock out of his eyes, he saw two large pillars of stone that seemed the only entrance forward. Forgetting about Kuro-michi's disappearance, Inu-Yasha began to walk forward towards the space between the cliffs.
The wind seemed to whistle more roughly and the rain seemed to batter down upon him harder as he grew closer to the opening. Lightning flashed and thunder pealed; the very echoing of the loud noise made Inu-Yasha cringe with pain. Trying to wrap his wet hair over his ears, he gritted his teeth and walked harder against the wind.
It was soon…. Only a matter of time until he met with Naraku to finally avenge his parents and save the world. He only wished he had Kagome with him right then, just to make him feel a little stronger and a bit braver. But now he knew better about both his choices and what to do with them. Each step into the cold mud slipping between his clawed toes brought him closer to the final battle and the destiny that had been writing out for him since his father was born.
Every day he had waited for this. Every day he had trained for this. And even though he had argued with Shippo and tried to deny it, the day had finally come. All because he was dumb enough to fall in love with a stupid mortal girl.
Today was the day he had been told about all of his life.
He had just never been told that he would face it alone.
His hand went to the new Tetsusaiga by his side, the blade formed from the blood of an angel, a mortal and a demon. His, Kagome's and that stupid kappa's. Good to know that annoying thing was good for something.
The harshness of the wind and rain lessened and Inu-Yasha breathed a bit easier as he stepped through the opening in the rocks. Time to go and face Naraku and put an end to this stupid Third Strike…
"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in."
Inu-Yasha froze mid-stretch and looked over in the direction of the voice. Standing on one of the large jagged rocks littering this much more rugged countryside, was a dangerously familiar silhouette. Lighting flashed just at that opportune moment, illuminating Bankotsu's face as he sneered. "A little puppy dog."
Inu-Yasha, in the blink of an eye, whipped out his sword and stood in a ready stance. "You! What are you doing here?!"
Bankotsu raised his arms. "Well surely after dealing with my other comrades you'd know that you would eventually face off against me. You should be thanking me that I allowed you enough time to get as strong as you obviously are now… If only Jakotsu could see you, how happy he would be I'm sure."
Inu-Yasha growled. "I know you're not here for chat. What do you want?"
Bankotsu leaned on the hilt of his large sword, watching with interest as the rain ran down the blade in rivulets. "I'm sure, Inu-Yasha, that you are aware of how… decision orientated this whole quest is, don't you? You of all of us should know, just how important ever step and every choice is crucial to the final output, hmm?"
"What are you getting at?" Inu-Yasha didn't like where this was going. Everything he had heard about the undead human assassin wasn't good.
"Choices such as leaving your party?" the smile on Bankotsu's face was unnerving. Inu-Yasha's expression became one of horror as he began to realise the direction of this conversation.
"After all…" Bankotsu continued, standing up. "A decision such as that one could be very disastrous indeed…"
"Where's Kagome?! What have you done with her?" Inu-Yasha shouted. Bankotsu smiled, seeing he was already winning. Taking up his sword he swung it in a large arch to point across from him.
"Nothing any worse than you could do to her threeblood, trust me." He smirked.
Inu-Yasha followed the direction of the sword to see two conveniently placed rocks bordering a pit of lava that sizzled and steamed in the rain. Hanging overtop by an unsteady thread were two girls who looked very similar.
"Kagome!" Inu-Yasha blurted, then his eyes widened as he realised. "Kikyou!"
"I'm a nice guy threeblood." Bankotsu said, jumping over to the rock closest to where Kagome was hanging; the poor girl seemed to be curled in a tiny ball, her eyes screwed shut. "So nice, in fact, I'm going to keep going with the tradition the fuckwads seem to think will control our lives. I'm going to give you a choice."
"I'm not playing any game of yours, mortal." Inu-Yasha spat, preparing to jump.
Bankotsu smiled. "Oh, but you are, little puppy. You see, the string that is holding these unfortunate girls up is of my own making. Kill me and it disappears, dropping them both into the fiery pit. I don't see why you won't accept my offer. I'm letting you choose once girl, Inu-Yasha. One girl to live; if you ever get to Naraku's and save all our lives that is."
Inu-Yasha lowered his sword in defeat. He knew that Bankotsu wasn't lying; the zombie had no reason to. Bankotsu would be true to his word, and Inu-Yasha could just tell that both girls were the genuine thing.
"What about the others that were with Kagome?" He asked worriedly.
"Oh they're… around." Bankotsu shrugged.
Inu-Yasha clenched a fist with frustration. Another peal of thunder rang out, followed closely by another flash of lighting, illuminating both girls. Kagome's face was wrought with fright as she looked at Inu-Yasha, waiting for his decision. Kikyou's was sad, and already seemed decided on what Inu-Yasha's choice would be.
Every possible through ran through his head. Every memory of Kikyou and growing up with her; every memory of Kagome and watching her grow up. Everything he had learned, he had taught, he had known he had to do. More and more thoughts of Kagome came to his head… then he suddenly realised that this was beyond his control now…
Slowly he looked up at both girls. Then his gaze shifted over to Bankotsu who, by his smile, believed he had the threeblood right where he wanted. Seeing the look in Inu-Yasha's eyes, the assassin was a bit shocked but regained his composure with a far too warm smile.
"So threeblood, made up your mind already? My, that was quick." He chuckled. "Alright, so which one will it be?"
"Kagome." Inu-Yasha's voice was lifeless but definite. Kagome's head jerked up as she looked at Inu-Yasha with what could only be described as the purest happiness and relief. It made Inu-Yasha's heart break.
"The Reborn? You're choosing her?" Bankotsu scratched his head and shrugged. "Well, your choice." He made as if to jump over to Kikyou's side when Inu-Yasha spoke.
"No." He said. He swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry. "What I meant," his claws were digging right through his skin, but he ignored the blood trickling down his hand, "is that," what is just him or was it getting hard to breathe… "I choose Kagome… Kagome to be the one… the one…." He took a deep breath, "the one to die…"
End Chapter 48.
To everyone: My lack of updating is due to my absent mindedness as much as lack of musiness. I'll be hit with a great idea, lose my train of thought and then sleep for a week before waking up and realizing: Gosh darn it, I still have Guardian Angel up and my readers must either be lost, confused and alone, or dead! I should get working on it. Then proceed with reading the last eight chapters to make sure I don't miss anything and then spend sleepless nights trying to make ends meet so there are no loose strings. With only two chapters left, it's becoming increasingly hard.
But it was a long chapter. And you like it, no?
So in order to make sure I stay in my tip-top not-forgetful shape, you are hereby ordered to email me at:
ajtabbycat @ hotmail .com
neko_ama @ hotmail .com
(without the spaces)
Or bug me at my LJ, username: nekoama.
Or hell, add me to your MSN (I just say yes blindly) and yell at me there. Use the first address.
Fools! Although I have said that I would post the review-replies you went ahead and reviewed anyway! Now half of my replies are redundant!
*deep breath*
Well, I'll just write half the replies for chap 48 and the other half for those who have reviewed chap 47, but not 48 yet.
Alright!
Chapter 48 review-replies:
Ghoul King – I love your undead army, by the way. Adorable little mindless zombie fans. What everyone wants. And good golly yes I'm devoted! That's what takes me so long. You know what started this story? A whim. A whim! And now look where I am! I have plotholes like you wouldn't believe! And no telling who might pick them up (that's the problem with what used to be a weekly-updated long chaptered story) so I have to make sure I solve every single one of them. Every time I go to write a chapter, and every time I finish one, I have to read the whole entire story again. *deep breath and sigh* And I'm happy you're not the type who comes after me with fire and pointy sticks if I don't update frequently. Especially with all those zombies…
Sweetdaeth – Exactly what Mizuki would say. And I'm going to say right now, Kagome is not an illusion. It is both the real Kagome and the real Kikyou hanging up there, waiting to die. I really don't like something predictable like that kinda twist; I don't think it's a twist at all. Nope, it's the real Kagome… hehheheh…
tOkU-cHaN – Yes, yes I am evil. But don't jump to conclusions… not with this point yet. And I'm updating as soon as I can. These fingers only type at a certain speed, you know, and I'm easily distracte- *runs off after shiney thing*
fireash – Not the fates… me! Mwahahahahahahha! No, seriously, I had to leave it there. It was getting draggy, and this ending was perfectly evil. Ha.
Reverie-sama – Why did he choose her? Well, you'll find out next chapter, won't you? And my, my, my, everyone's jumping to conclusions. How do you know Inu-Yasha's really Inu-Yasha? Hmm? Maybe it's all a Jedi mind trick! Maybe I'm really, really tired! And the wording is a bit off in Bankotsu and Kikyou's talk, but grammatically, I'm pretty sure it's right. Pretty sure. Did I use the wrong spelling? Curses *runs off to fix*
link no miko - *deep breath* Ama hun? I'm Ama the Hun now? YES! *storms neighbouring village* Yes, I do have terrible luck, don't I? 4:30 am? Get some sleep love. And sad Gackt songs playing? That's not good for reading this one. Thanks for pointing out my run-on sentence, I fixed that so that it (hopefully) made more sense. Kikyou's fun to write! She really is! So I had to make Bankotsu a bit less evil and a bit more calm to work out that scene, but I actually think that made him eviler, don't you? And Inu-kun's angst was actually my frustration on how to keep the chapter going, I just wrote it in. Yay for improv! And the chapter's a bit speedy because there's only two left… tie up loose ends and get things moving, you know? Sorry if it was confusing. There's always twist… I love twists… and yes, you are now added onto my MSN. Now we may talk more!
JavaMoon –Why thank you. I pride myself on my evilness.
omni-toad – I feel much better! And my swearwords are the best! My personal favourites are cheesefucker and sacre poule (in french)
moon-neko-princess – ow! That slap hurt! I know I'm evil, stop flattering me. I'm sorry, I'll but San, Mir and Net (abbreviations are fun!) in there next chap, or I'll try. And I'll also try to update as soon as I can. These kind of chapters take a lot of time.
Chapter 47 review-replies
Kagomesjewel – Gotcher pic and loved it, thankies very much. And thank you for pointing out that mistake in the chapters, I fixed it.
The Literary Dragon – Only two chapters left… if the final confrontation wasn't coming, my plot would be in a hole! Yay, new reader!
Mattielover – My story is crazy? Oh no, do I have to send it to the nuthouse? I don't want it to go… *pets story lovingly*
Litwolf689 – Indeed, poor Sango.
SimplyTurquoise – Ya know, it's hard to write comprehensive replies when you write isty-bitsy tiny reviews! Myaga!
youkai chick supreme – I will write as soon as possible. And yes.
chiblee – Well, always glad to see a new reader in my midst! That's certainly one of the advantages of waiting a long time, more readers and more reviews! My goal is to reach 1000 by the time this is over… Glad you like the story, and you're like Netsuna? Ho boy, I pity your friends.
Kurokumo – I don't have issues, man. I am in my perfect state of mind. *goes into yoga position and hums*
*collapses* Well, now I hurt. Thank you and good night until next time (aiming for two weeks from now… remember, bug me!)
~Ama