Charlie: Okay, chapter 2. Because I wanna get this finished with so I don't have to think about Erk/Priscilla, I'll be finishing this before I update anything else. Again, don't worry, I'll have this done before next week. It's only three or four chapters. For those of you who are picking up on another pairing and don't like it… don't worry about it. I'll try to make it debatable. Though it may seem they're getting closer, I won't tread the line too far. Okay, and this chapter is in Charlie's point of view. To all those who reviewed, whether through AIM or by leaving a review, I appreciate it greatly, and I hope you'll continue to read. Anyways, on with the show, and I don't own Fire Emblem. (…god that is starting to sound like a broken record…) And for those of you who noticed, yes I did jack the fire spell line from Lodoss Wars.

(Charlie's point of view)

I left Priscilla in the stable and walked to my own tent, smiling at how well the encounter went. Just as I entered my tent, a voice rang out and nearly scared the living hell out of me.

"So, how did it go?"

"HOLY SAINT ELIMINE!!!" I exclaimed jumping and hitting my head against a pole. "FIORA! Don't scare me like that!"

"Hehe." Fiora giggled. "I see all you Lycian men are the same, never cautious of who goes into his tent."

"Oh shush, it's not like I expected you to snoop around. So, what did you want? Or did you come to see the reaction of my face when you scare the shit out of me? If that is the case than I would like you to leave."

"Oh come now Lord Charlie, I came to ask you whether our Lady Priscilla accepted my package."

"Yes she did, and would you quit calling me 'Lord'?"

"Ahh, do you prefer 'Sir?' Or perhaps 'Sir Tactician?'"

"…oh for the love of God Fiora, can't you just call me by my name?"

"Of course not. You are the commander of this army and I am one of your units to command. I must show you the utmost respect my Lord."

"Right, then as your commander, I order to either address me by my name or not address me at all. Either way I am sick of being called by such a title. I feel as if I am being mocked. So now if you don't have any further business with me, I would ask you to kindly leave."

"Very well then." Fiora said, getting up. "I will see you later, at dinner perhaps if you decide to eat something other than your precious whiskey and rum."

As she left, I felt her hand brush against mine. I unclenched my fist, and she deposited a piece of paper into my palm.before leaving the tent. After making sure she had completely left, I went to my desk and opened the paper. Inscribed onto it was five words, "Meet me tonight after dinner."

I folded the note and tossed it into the candle, letting the flames eat away at the paper. Sitting down, I wondered why she wanted to see me. Ever since that pegasus knight joined, she's been interesting enough, always dropping in on me at the most random times and insisting that she protect me in battle in gratitude for my accepting her into the army. I always wondered if behind that stunning, yet collected face hides deeper meaning to her enigmatic behavior, but I decide that it is not of my concern. She does not seem to be racked by emotional problems like Priscilla, and her actions do not impede me from my job, so I leave her be.

Still, I am curious about why she wants to meet me. Perhaps it's to discuss her sisters, or the reason why she had a Fimbulvetr tome. Either way, the suspense was killing me. So that night, I made sure to join the army for dinner instead of my usual routine of getting hopelessly drunk and passing out for the rest of the night. After dinner, I calmly and casually strolled over to her tent.

Fiora was already outside her tent. She looked different this night; she wasn't wearing her armor, but a regular, and in all objectivity, revealing blouse and skirt. She motioned for me to be silent and led me into the forests around her tent. For what seemed like hours we weaved about in the forest, until we arrived at a clearing.

"Okay…we can talk now." She announced once we reached the clearing.

"That's great, now would you tell me why you asked me here tonight? And why are you dressed like that? I thought our relationship was 'strictly business.'"

"Hah," She laughed. "You are a sharp man, and I see my outfit does not impede your thinking process as it does to other men."

"I'm a jaded person Fiora. A mere revealing outfit isn't going to phase me much. Now would you tell me why you wanted me to come here?"

"Ahh, yes, I'm sorry. Now then the reason I wanted to talk to you is about the Fimbulvetr tome."

"Yes, the mysterious forbidden Anima magic tome. So what about it?"

"Are you not curious about where I obtained it?"

"Yes, sort of, but then I do not care what you do outside the battlefield so long as it doesn't prevent this army from functioning."

Fiora sighed. "You are a difficult man aren't you?"

"And yet people wonder why I'm still single. So what of the Fimbulvetr tome? Now that you bring it up, I am very curious as to where it came from."

"Charlie, I blackmailed a Marquess for the tome."

"…You WHAT?!" I shouted.

"Shhhh! Quiet."

"Wait, you blackmailed a Lycian Marquess and you expect to get away with it?! FIORA! Not all Marquess are like Eliwood's father or Hector's brother! You'll go down in shame. And how the hell did you manage to blackmail a Marquess?!"

"…I umm… uhh well…" Fiora mumbled, obviously hiding something.

"Well? What the hell did you do?"

"I… seduced him…"

"…"

I was stunned speechless. This woman, no older than I am, blackmailed one of the most powerful men in Lycia, and yet she did it by sacrificing her own body.

"…Fiora…why?!"

"…You needed a Fimbulvetr. I heard you say it since our battle with Sonia. You wanted one, so to repay my debt to you…when we passed through Tania on our way to Ostia…I…"

"Tan-… … … Fiora…I will not stress any more the seriousness of what you have done."

"I understand. I will also understand if-"

"But…this army is not under my jurisdiction. I will not kick you out. I only do field movement. You may leave by your own free will if you want to, but I will not cause you to leave, and I will not look at you any differently if you decide to stay."

Having said all I could say and heard all that I wanted to hear, I turned to leave. But before I could disappear back into the forest, Fiora took the chance to grab my hand.

"Yes?"

"…Thank you…"

I smiled, "What are friends for? Now come on, lets go back, I might get lost."

"Right."

"Oh by the way…if I had decided to kick you out in shame or anything, what would you have done?"

"Oh, heh…nothing." She said blushing slightly.

"Uh huh…right…so are you gonna lead me back to camp or do I have to hack my way out?"

Fiora smiled and gladly took the lead, leading us back to camp. Our return, like our departure, was noticed by no one, so no crisis' arised. I returned to my tent and found myself too tired to drink. So I tumbled onto my pallet and knocked off.

The morning came and went quickly, and before I knew it, the tents were packed up and our army was on the move again. Our march through Lycia was slow and painful, especially when knowing that there was a evil madman bent on world domination, or destruction, living. Yet another thought tugged at my mind. Marquess Tania was not a very forgiving man. Catching Fiora calmly soaring by out of the corner of my eyes, I sighed. I just hoped Tania can hold his grudge a bit longer, until at least after the campaign against Nergal. Then maybe Fiora can deal with him then. Still I admire her courage, letting herself be violated for the sake of the army.

I almost regret letting her know that my strategies would be easier if one of our Anima Sages or Priscilla learned to use Fimbulvetr. I should've known her sense of honor demanded that she accomplish the task to repay her debt to me, a debt which I fail to see why it should exist. Having an extra pegasus knight helped me more than she could have imagined, and I fail to see why she should have to give up so much to repay me even though her skills do that fair enough.

Being that I had no skill whatsoever with the sword or the magic, I had no responsibility to keep a lookout for enemies, which can lead to overthinking sometimes; this time was no exception. Finding that I have thought about that blasted Pegasus Knight for nearly the entire time the army's been mobile, I decided that it was time to get her out of my head, less I lose my nerves.

I turned my attention to enjoying the Lycian country side. Yet as I look at the scenery of the surroundings, my mind constantly reverts back to thoughts of Tania. Finding that I cannot get myself to stop thinking, I decided to stop resisting. I turned to look at Fiora, knowing that if things go wrong, I would have to make a choice…a choice between the welfare of the Army, or the life of a friend.

Then as a rudely uncalled for disturbance to my thoughts; an arrow shot out from the side, and missed the front of my head by mere inches. I reined in the horse as the army's mages torched the roadside. As the flames raged about, an archer, burning with agony, flailed out of the bushes, and begged for relief. Lord Eliwood looked to me for instructions, and I merely nodded my head. I was eager to know the man's employer.

Later, after both Serra and Priscilla had given the assassin treatment inside Merlinus' wagon, I tied my horse to the merchants little mobile shop and entered the wagon.

"So…who are you?"

"…"

"Come on now, I'm a patient man. I can wait all day for an answer, and I do not think it inhumane to use cruel tactic when I see fit. So better to get it out now to save us both strength."

The assassin uttered one word. "Tania…"

"Ahh, so the Marquess acts. Now tell me, why did you aim for me? Was it not the Pegasus Knight whom your lord is after?"

"Yes, it is true that the teal haired Pegasus Knight is whom I am after, but, I have orders from our Marquess not to harm her."

"Ahh, so the Marquess tells you to bring her back alive and you shoot an arrow at my head. How interesting. However I fail to see the connection. I am the army's tactician, this group would not function as well without me. Please don't tell me your Marquess is in favor of Nergal bringing back the dragons and destroying all of Elibe?"

"No, I'm sure my lord would not like that."

"Yes, so now, explain why you attacked me?"

"Well, since I see you are a man of no honor…"

"Guilty as charged." I admitted. "I do what I need to do, and let the ends justify the means. If they don't, I make note not to do it again. Brooding over mistakes is not how I live, it's not how I am."

"Very well, then I will tell you all. My lord has holding quite a grudge over your friend there, yet he still thinks quite highly of her."

"Correction, he thinks highly of her beauty."

"Think as you will. Lord Kheniph has chosen her to be his new wife, and thus he wants her alive. His orders are clear, bring the girl back alive, and kill all those who would be a threat. I followed you and the girl into the woods last night. You got too close, therefore you are a threat. I cannot allow someone else to take the love of my Lord's new Marchioness."

"I see…so my fa- er… Lord Kheniph has chosen Fiora…interesting. Okay, now I will say this to you once. I am not Fiora's love, and I will not ever be her love. I am not interested in love and the like; the emotion is lost on me; however, friendship I value highly. I consider everyone in this army a friend. If I catch you sneaking around Fiora, or anyone else in this army, then it is with my hand that I will deal you your final judgement. Do I make myself clear?"

"Crystal."

"Consider youself lucky that I am sparing your live now."

Then I calmly asked Merlinus to stop his wagon and showed my new 'friend' the side of the road. After making sure he was disarmed. I pointed him in the direction of the nearest town and rode of to rejoin the army. The disturbance cost us time, time which we cannot afford to lose. Yet somehow, I know in my heart that more disturbances will occur, and they will be much more complicated.

Much to my dismay, we were not able to reach a town again and thus were forced to endure another night in tents. Grumbling, I set about to build my tent. I was halfway finished when another pair of slender hands moved over to help me. I looked up to see Fiora bent over in concentration.

"What are you doing?" I asked

"I still have to thank you."

"…For what?"

"Erm, well I was sorta eavesdropping on you and that assassin."

"Really? Now here I thought Ilian mercenaries were supposed to be loyal and respectful to their employers? Eavesdropping tells me you neither trust me nor do you repect me."

"Sorry…" Fiora said with unusual sadness.

"Oh come on, can't you tell it was a joke? Besides… I don't really care. Nothing I said in there I haven't already made clear."

"…Yeah…I know…but I still have to thank you. You're probably the only employer who has ever shown compassion to mercenaries."

"Yeah, well your line of work doesn't necessary define your character."

We finished setting up my tent in silence. When it was done, I stood back, admiring the handiwork.

"…you wanna come in for a drink?" I offered.

"What? No, I couldn't…it would be wrong!"

"Says who? Come on, I have Ilian Rum." I said, trying to tempt her. I didn't really expect it to work, after all Fiora was a woman of principals. But to me, this was probably more than just a simple question.

"Well, it has been a while…mind if I grab my sisters?"

"Of course. The more the merrier, just don't let Sain find out."

Fiora laughed and ran off to find her sisters, while I went into my tent and sighed in relief. I laughed at myself for using such a stupid little test on her, but at least it reassured me that nothing was going on between us, or so I hoped. So I got the rum ready and waited for the sister to arrive.

Moments later, Farina came bursting in followed by Fiora and Florina, who was half hiding behind her older sister's back. I gave them all a warm smile to welcome them especially Florina, because even though I've known her the longest, she still shyer around me than her sisters are. Farina on the other hand barged in, parked her behind and started to drink with barely a greeting. Florina giggled a little at her sisters antics while Fiora sighed. I myself found it amusing.

So with the rum passed out and the cards delt, me and the Pegasus Sisters of Ilia enjoyed a evening of rum and poker. Nearing the end, when all including shy Florina were drunk to a disorderly point, I had the presence of mind to disband the game and call the night a drink away from waking up the next morning with all three of them in my bed. Though it would be interesting to say the least to see the reactions, I would prefer not to experience it. It would be quite disturbing. So saying good bye to the sisters, I watched as Farina helped a tipsy Florina to her tent while mumbling something along the lines of, 'come on Florina, lets get you in bed before you do something you don't want to do with someone that you don't want to do it with…' I found that phrase amusing, and even more so when as if on cue, Sain walked by in an attempt to take advantage of Florina's drunken state. I had to laugh as Farina shakily scared Sain off with her lance.

I scanned the area for Fiora and discovered that she was no where to be found. Assuming that I was just too drunk to see her, I stumbled back into my tent and walked halfway to my bed before tripping on a sleeping figure. I looked down to see Fiora sprawled across the floor with a bottle of rum in one hand and four aces sticking out her other sleeve. I smiled, having found out the secret to her fifteen game winning streak. Deciding that her cheating was not that important at the moment, I dragged the unconscious girl onto my bed and tucked her in. The poor girl probably took more than her body can handle. I smiled as I sat down in my chair and watched her sleep. Moments later, I sank into a state of slumber as well.

It was nearly midnight when the disturbance arose. Distant shouts and explosions woke me from my alcohol induced sleep. Shaking off my hang-over as I am used to it already, I sleepily walked out my tent to see what the commotion was all about. Not quite comprehending yet as my hang-over was still influencing my thought process, I assumed it was another incident with Sain…until a sleepy Fiora rammed into me as she too had been wakened by the noise as well. The jarring I received when she and I collided together and subsequently tumbled onto the ground completely cleared my head. Dusting myself off and regaining my sense of direction, I saw that it was more than a mere incident with Sain…it was much worse. Fiora although still a bit tipsy, comprehended okay that the flaming tents on the other side of camp also equated to big trouble. I gave her a reassuring squeeze of the hand as I picked the two of us off the floor and approached the flames.

Outside the flaming tent, people moved about trying to dump any sort of liquid upon the flames. Unfortunately, some members of the army didn't understand that alcohol fueled fire more than doused it as I noticed people taking bottles of what seems to be my expensive imported cognac to douse the flames. The obvious result? Rather than a small conflagration of one tent, the entire east section of the camp was now ablaze. So, offered with no choice, I ordered the men to take their weapons and one prized possession and bail out. I made it clear that they had until the flames reach my tent, because once they do, the fire ball would incinerate anyone within a five mile radius.

Half an hour later, the army gathered on a nearby cliffs and watched as the flames hit my tent and exploded sky high, scattering burning hot debris and flaming pieces of cloth. After the spetacle, I turned to the army.

"…okay what happened?"

Everyone looked at everyone else, obviously just as confused as I was. Yet there had to be one person who knew. As I scanned the army, I noticed one face looking anxious, and another face missing.

"Erk…" I said softly, calling out the man whose face was painted with sorrow. "Is there something you would like to share? Like where the hell Priscilla went?"

Erk seeing that I have caught him, had no choice but to speak up.

"Sir…it was Tanian Soldiers. They attacked Lady Priscilla in her sleep and kidnapped her before setting the blasted tent on fire." He confessed, with a degree of pain in his voice.

"…But…Why Priscilla?!"

Just then, Eliwood called me over from the cliff's edge.

"I found something…looks like a Royal Order issued by the Tania Royal House." He said handing me a piece of paper.

"…the hell?" I mumbled as I unrolled the paper and read out loud. "By the order of Lord Kheniph, Marquess of Tania you are charged with the retrieval of a girl whose beauty outshines that of anybody else in the army of the treacherous Eliwood of Pherae. Should you succeed, your rewards will be beyond your wildest dreams…"

I looked up. "When did the flames start?"

"Sir…" Erk spoke again. "When…you were in your tent."

"I know that, but WHEN? I was in my tent all night. That doesn't tell me anything."

"Umm, soon after I found a drunk lady Farina escorting a drunk Lady Florina to her tent."

From the rear of the camp, I could hear Farina and Florina gasp as the rest of the army tittered, for they knew who in the army was the only one who had alcohol that a beauty of Ilia would drink, but I ignored the tittering. Rumors may spread like wildfires yet they die like mere embers. I had to focus on the important thing. Marquess Tania now had the wrong woman, and yet ironically, my Ilian Rum saved Fiora from being the victim. Were it not for the fact that she looked unbelievabely disheveled while drunk, the Tanians would surely have gotten their quarry.

I had met my waterloo. I could not abandon Priscilla for she was vital to the army as a healer and as a friend, but I could not afford to send the army after her. It would be a waste of time. In this great web of problems where I could neither go forward nor backward, my saving light appeared.

"…Charlie, I'll go." Fiora said.

I was taken by surprise, as were her sisters.

"What?!" We all yelled in unison.

"Priscilla was taken because of me, I have to bear the responsibility."

"Listen Fiora, I cannot send you alone, it would be suicide." I argued.

"She won't be alone…" Another voice rang out. It belonged to Erk.

"You too Erk?"

"I cannot allow these men to go with Priscilla. I have sworn to protect her, and protect her I will."

"…you are a brave soul. Very well. Go you two. Bring her to the dread isle safely."

Erk and Fiora nodded and at once set out, with Erk, though uneasily, riding Priscilla's beloved horse. I watched the two go and felt a pang of guilt for I knew that the chances of the two not surviving was high.

"You want to go as well don't you?" a voice startled me.

"Wah! Eliwood! Geez, what is with people and scaring me?"

"Heh, sorry." He apologized sheepishly. "Come on, I know you want to go."

"…Yeah, but what about you guys?"

"We can take care of ourselves. After endlessly watching you direct us in combat, all of us surely have picked up some skills from you? Besides, I know you have other things to do in Tania, don't you Prince Charlie of Tania?"

"The hell?" I was shocked to see him figure out my lineage. "How the hell did you find out?!"

"Heh, Fiora wasn't the only eavesdropping on you. You were about to say 'my father' to the assassin back then."

"…grr, and here I was hoping you'd never find out I'm the heir to Tania."

"Isn't that a good thing? When this is over, You, Hector, Lyndis and I could form a strong bond as a example to the other Lycian territories, showing them that though we live in different territories, we're Lycians all the same."

"…You don't understand Eliwood, I do not deserve the throne of Tania."

"…You're right, I don't understand. Care to clarify?"

"You remember how the previous Marquess of Tania died suddenly of 'illness' and Lord Kheniph, his chief adviser took over because the previous Marquess had yet to marry?"

"Yes…"

"…The Marquess was murdered….my father, he murdered the previous Marquess."

"What?! Why didn't you tell-" the news obviously taking him by surprise.

"I tried Eliwood!" I interjected. "…but father said he would murder my mother as well if I tried to stand in his way."

"…I see…"

"Well, long story short, Mother died three months later of a 'traveling accident.' Bah accident my ass. Assassins ambushed her coach because father found out she was going to Ostia with the truth of Lord Carson's death."

"…so that is why…"

"Yes, I ran away years ago when Father remarried. My stepmother, although I loved her a lot, became pregnant with her son. I knew that my father was never proud of my love for battle tactics but hatred for politics. I knew if I stayed in Tania, assassins would pay me a visit. So leaving a note telling all to my step-mother, I left home, and wandered Lycia until that day when I drank myself silly and passed out near Lyn's home."

"…Charlie…"

"Eliwood, my past is my past, and I will deal with it. Don't trouble yourself with me."

"No Charlie." He said firmly. "I won't. Isn't this what you always say to me? Especially when I killed Ninian? 'A friends problems are my problems.' That's what you said, and I took those words to heart. I cannot allow you to continue to live like this. Although your father gained the throne deviously, you cannot help who your parents are, you cannot run from it any further. Look, Lyn, Hector and I can take care of things here. So go, go to Tania and face your father. And besides, I'm sure she'll be happy to see you to."

"Who Priscilla? Are you ma-…oh you ass!" I snarled after realizing who he meant, all while trying to stop laughing. "There's nothing going on between us!"

"Sure…" Eliwood chuckled.

"Fine, I just have to prove that to you myself won't you? I'll go to Tania, and I will face my father. But I will not fall in love."

"Right…"

"Of course…" I said as I asked for my horse. "And besides, this trip is about Priscilla, and we all know who she's in love with."

"Ahh yes, of course, our infamous Erk."

"Right you are." I chuckled as I mounted my horse. "This is their story, me and Fiora are just there to help them along."

"Heh, good luck buddy, and you know, it wouldn't hurt for you to open up to that girl. She's pretty."

"Pretty is as pretty does Eliwood, or did you forget that I had all three Pegasus Sisters in my tent last night for Ilian Rum and poker? I don't fall for looks unlike Sain."

"Oh right, I forgot your hormones died years ago."

"Heh, right you are, and now I must bid you farewell. See you back on the dread Isle! HYAH!!!"

"Right, just take care of yourself!!!" Eliwood yelled at my retreating form.

And so I left Eliwood to his army in search of my past, a past that I wanted so dearly to forget. As the unrightful prince of Tania, I must stop the unrightful Marquess of Tania. Then the Lycian council can decide a rightful ruler for Tania.

A day later, I caught up with Fiora and Erk, not surprisingly since even as I approached them Erk was constantly falling off his mount. Sighing, I caught up.

"Hey, if you just shift your weight and stop being so tense you'll be able to ride that thing."

Apperaently neither of them saw me coming as both jumped so badly that even Fiora fell from her mount.

"CHARLIE?!" The yelled in unison from the ground. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

"Heh, I've got some unfinished business in Tania I need to take care of."

Erk picked himself up and dusted his robes off. "Right, but what about the army?"

"Oh, they'll be fine." I said, offering my hand to Fiora. "Eliwood has his destiny to fulfill, and I have mine. Yet I am sure we will still be there to see him fulfill his."

Fiora smiled as she accepted my hand. "So," She said as I pulled her to her feet. "The Prince of Tania is finally returning to his past."

"Heh, yeah, I see you've picked that up too. Well, can't say I look forward to it, but it's something I must do."

"Whoa…" Erk interjected. "Prince of Tania?"

"Shut up Erk." I warned. "Call me that again and I'll have your head."

Erk shut up, and he never again mentioned my lineage. After Fiora mounted, we set off towards Tania. I don't know what lays ahead of me, but I would like to see it through to the end.

"Nervious your highness?"

I smiled at the pegasus knight landing to walk next to my horse. "Oh shut up."

"Come now, it wouldn't be fair for me to sell you short now would it?"

"Heh, please, I would prefer it."

"Whatever, so are you nervious?"

"A little, but I think I'll be okay."

"Really, but when the time comes, don't be afraid to ask for help from a friend." Fiora said, giving me a friendly smile.

I smiled back, finally, in the moment of a crisis, noting how beautiful she actually was. Shaking myself out of my trance, I smiled back. "Of course I won't."

"Heh, good. Because after all, that's what friends are for right?"

I smiled and looked far off into the distance. "Right…friends…"

Gazing at Erk, a sense of nostalgia overtook me again. "You know Fiora…though this may be Erk's journey, I think this will be our journey too."

"What makes you say that?"

"Heh, Erk's on a quest to bring back his love. Though we are here to support, this is just as much our quest as it is his."

"How so?"

"I'm on a quest to come to terms with my past, and you're on a quest to face responsibility for your actions. In a way, all of us have a reason to go to Tania right now."

"I see, how introspective of you Sir Prince Tactician."

"Heh, drop that whacky title and I'll be happy."

"Heh, fine fine." She surrendered. Before taking to the skies.

Fiora and I shared a good laugh, and Erk, who couldn't resist eavesdropping joined in soon after as three friends journeyed towards their destinies. I feel the hands of fate drawing me towards the homelands I long ago forsakened, but now with two friends by my side, I feel there is nothing that is going to prevent me from fulfilling my destiny. Though this is the love story of Erk and Priscilla, it is also the story of Me and Fiora, and our clash with fate.

Charlie: So, anyone wanna take bets on whether or not Fiora and Charlie are in love? It seems like it to me. Anyways, they're still friends, but will things change? Oh and by the look of things, it'll be four or five chapters. So yeah. And if you do not like the Charlie/Fiora pairing, then don't imagine them as a couple, imagine them as two normal friends, after there's nothing written in there that stated anything about a romance, other then Eliwood's teasing, but we all know Eliwood is a moron. So anyways, hope you still like this style of fics. I'll see whose POV would work best for the next chapter, but because school started, it won't be up until probably Thursday. So see ya then. Oh and The Lost Army and Tactician and a Thief will be updated before the 16th, I can promise you that. Because this week I have school and also I need to prepare for my brother's birthday, I will devote myself to this fic, because I already have the excruciatingly complicated plot written out. The other two I half make up as I go. Well, until next time.