The characters in the story don't belong to me. Just borrowing them for a
little escapade so lay off with the lawyer's letters.
Thanks for all the reviews. Usui was just an excuse to get rid of the cops.
Now the real party begins. Hey, did you all ever wonder about why none of
them could remember anything of their life before the orphanage? Well,
there will be a clue in this chapter. Did you have a nice time guessing
who's holding the gun? No need to guess anymore cos the answer's about to
be revealed!
Chapter12
Two weeks ago
One side of the wall was lined with built in shelves that reached the ceiling. Volumes of biographies and books on various subjects and interests filled every available inch of space. On the computer table in front of the window, a man sat, engrossed in the latest reports his followers had sent in. He knew he risked death for every moment that he sat there, his back unguarded and vulnerable. But he did not care. It was his own way of challenging fate.
The man reached out for the coffee by the side and glanced at the wall clock. Three a.m. in the morning. A time when the weakness of a man was revealed. When all his deepest and innermost fears could come to life to haunt him. Setting the coffee aside and leaning back against the chair, fragments of long-ago memories surfaced.
He remembered that day as if it was a dream. Some images clearer and sharper than others. The bright, glaring stare of the sun in the little garden. In his mind's eye, he could still see the brilliant halo of Kenshin's hair under the sunlight. The exact same shade of the feather in Kaoru's hand. He was too far to hear what she said to him but he could see Kenshin reaching out to take the feather from her hands. And with a rare, mischievious grin, flick it at her nose rousing a startled yelp from her. She chased him around with her fists raised high, their laughter filling the garden. That was the first time he had seen the two of them acting like the children they were. A few minutes later, Sanosuke and Tsubame attracted by the laughter, came into the garden and joined them.
He could walk out from behind the tree and join them too but he did not. He stood where he was, his eyes filled with the sight of their joyous faces and his ears with their delighted screams and shouts. When finally they left, he walked into the garden and picked up the feather that lay forgotten in a corner. Then, he could not understand why there was a sudden tightness in his chest at the sight of their happiness. Why he deliberately distanced himself from their joy.
But now, he could. It was envy. It was jealousy. Because of their closeness. Because he could never be what he wanted to be in her eyes. Because their wedding would be held in a fortnight. He tried to let go of his feelings and on the surface, he did succeed. Tonight, however, he could not stop himself from thinking about the past. He knew all along that to Kaoru, Kenshin was different. So why let himself sink deeper for her? He had lost even before he began. He could compete with Kenshin for her love. He did not believe that he was in any way inferior. But he could not compete against her heart.
The phone rang. Loudly and rudely, startling him from his reverie. Frowning, he answered the phone. Who could it be, calling so late in the night? It must be something important or no one would dare disturb him at this time.
"Who's this?" Silence met his question. Was it just a prank call? "Answer me," he began to get impatient.
"He came home from work one day "
The voice was low and hoarse but with an odd singsong quality to it. There was a magnetism that drew in the listener, attracting him to press closer. When the last word fell, silence reigned. For an undeterminable time, there was no answer. Then it came.
"A mask upon his face / Kissed his wife and held his babe / The shadow beneath lay in wait / And then it pounced, knife in hand / Buried it in his wife's breast
Her blood was hot and scalded his face / He wiped it off without a trace / He left the body where it fell / Accompanied by the innocent child
He went to the bathroom to wash up / And saw in the mirror a smear of red / His eyes cleared and the mask fell off / He rushed out to the front door
There he saw what he dreaded / The knife upright, deeply embedded / He knelt down and removed the blade / Unheeding of the crying babe
Perhaps the shadow striked again / Perhaps he did it without its aid / The wilful murder of his wife / Maybe it caused him to end his life
Two lives were lost / And we could never tell / What he was thinking / When the knife fell."
The voice that recited the rest of the macabre poem was vaguely mocking, taunting even. Yet when the green, flickering light from the computer screen hit his face, it revealed an expressionless façade..
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Present-At the church
Enishi was holding the gun.
This sudden turn of event had caught everybody in the church by surprise. Kaoru stared at Enishi in shock. Never had she thought that Enishi would betray them, turn his back on their friendship. She could not believe that she had misjudged him so badly. Sano was equally stunned. Before they could react to the unexpected development, Enishi pulled the trigger.
In that split second even before the explosion of the gun could be heard, Kenshin twisted to the side. The bullet sped past, stinging the tip of his ear and nearly taking out his eye before embedding itself in the church wall. Without giving them any time at all to stop him, Enishi aimed and fired another shot at Kenshin. His relentlessness and the total lack of feeling on his face was chilling. He wanted Kenshin to die. And it seemed like that was all he was thinking of.
This time, he did not miss.
Redness spread rapidly and obscenely through Kenshin's white suit. It happened so fast that it was not possible to see immediately where he was injured. With one hand pressed to his chest, Kenshin slumped to the grounds. The sight galvanised everybody to action. Sano was standing nearest to Enishi and he aimed a kick at Enishi's elbow, meaning to disarm him. With the slightest movement, Enishi moved out of the range of attack but strangely, he did not attempt to shoot Sano.
Enishi raised his hand to block Sano's punch.
Enishi's men stood there, confused at the development, not knowing if they were to follow their leader's action in attacking their hosts or to try and get specific instructions from Enishi. Their confusion and indecisiveness rendered them incapable of any action for the moment. The priest, Kaoru and Megumi had rushed to Kenshin's side. Kaoru knelt down by his side and felt a familiar numbness in her heart.
Not again, please. You've taken Tsubame, don't take him too.
Gently, she lifted his head onto her lap while Megumi examined his wound carefully. Beads of sweat had broken out along his forehead and Kaoru swept the darkened hair back. The gash on the side of his head had split open and blood was flowing. His eyes fluttered open. He smiled a wan smile and lifted his hand slowly. He closed his hand on her shoulders and tugged. Kaoru leaned over with her ears close to his lips. The priest and Megumi could see his lips moving as he whispered to Kaoru.
Her eyes flickered once to the bloody stain on his chest and her expression closed suddenly as if a shutter had been drawn. After a while she lifted her head. The strain of keeping conscious had finally gotten to Kenshin and his head fell back as his world blacked out. Megumi looked up from her examination of Kenshin's wound and faced Kaoru with an odd expression. Their eyes met and something passed between the two of them.
Standing up, she said, " His wound is too serious. I can only slow down the flow of blood and the bullet is lodged inside. If we don't get him to the hospital now, he could die."
"Then let's go," Kaoru draw Kenshin's arms over her shoulder and stood up awkwardly. Enishi's men chose this moment to act. Moving as a team, they swiftly divided into two groups, one group to surround Enishi and Sano and the other group to stop them from leaving.
Enishi's second-in-command, Hoshin stepped forward, "I'm afraid we cannot allow anybody to leave yet." His voice was hard.
"Allow?" Kaoru repeated, "I did not ask for permission. Get out of my way." She swept the five men who blocked the exit with an icy gaze. In her mind, however, she was swiftly turning over the odds of winning the five men. They were Enishi's best. She and Megumi could probably win though it would be close. But with Kenshin injured and having to protect him, the odds were very slim. As for the priest who was still hanging around, she would be thankful if he stayed out of the way.
Although, Kaoru cast the priest a suspicious glance, he looked nervous and twitchy, something about him just didn't fit. Those tawny eyes belonged more to a predator than a prey but she did not have time to ponder on the contradicting vibes she picked up from him. Those men were armed. She and Megumi weren't. Sano was busy. No help was coming. She recalculated the odds. Not good. Make that paper-thin.
At the moment, they were at a stalemate. They dared not attack because the only order they had from their leader was to protect Hayashi Kaoru and Himura Kenshin. Yet their leader was the one to put that hole in Himura Kenshin. Hoshin cursed under his breath. He could see that something was not right with Enishi. That total lack of feeling. He had never seen him act like this in the ten years that he worked under him. Damn. He hated contradicting orders.
At the other end of the church, Sano and Enishi were still fighting. Both of them sported bruises but their movements had not slowed down a whit. Enishi had lost the gun and they were evenly matched now. Neither of them could get the upper hand. Enshi, his face blank and emotionless was more intent on getting away than hurting Sano. He feinted to the right and took a sudden swipe at Sano's face. From out of the corner of his eyes, Sano saw the punch coming. Instinctively, he leaned back and felt the force of the strong blow passed by. His eyes widened and he scowled. Before Enishi could pull back his fist, Sano grabbed his arm and twisted sharply. To prevent his right arm from being fractured, Enishi loosened the muscles in his arm and moved in closer to Sano. With a jerk, he shoved his elbow into Sano's chest. Sano saw the blow coming but did not block. It knocked the winds out of him. In retaliation, he applied greater pressure on his hold.
Pain. He could feel the bones in his arms grinding against each other. Tight. Hot. Like tyres against gravel roads. So hot it burns.
Kill Himura. No one else. Is Himura dead? Must kill Himura. Make sure he's dead. Obstacles must be removed.
Showing no hint of the pain that Sano was inflicting, Enishi aimed another blow at Sano. This time, his elbow was going for the throat. Sano had no choice but to let go of Enishi's arm to evade the blow. The two of them broke apart, their harsh breathing loud in the silence of the church. The minute Sano let go of his arms, Enishi sped down the aisle. His target was clear. He was heading for the small group by the doorway. He was going to finish off his job.
The men who surrounded Kaoru, Megumi, Kenshin and the priest melted away when they saw their leader approach with Sano close behind him. Enishi did not stop when he reached them. Kaoru twisted her body so that she could shield Kenshin. Her mind was working frantically for a way out but it seemed to her that this time, there was no retreat.
Enishi's eyes showing no sign of recognition, he stretched his hand out and plucked a gun from the holster of one of his men. Sano knew he was too far to stop Enishi but he had to try. Desperation lent him strength. With one leap, he flung himself onto Enishi.
A sharp, loud crack sounded in the little church for the third time. Everything seemed frozen in that spilt second. Megumi, who had moved to cover Kaoru tightened her muscles, expecting to feel the punch of the bullet but she felt nothing. Looking up, she found Sano sprawled on top of Enishi. A small pool of blood was slowly spreading from the still form lying on the floor. Sano struggled to his feet and looked down at Enshi. A well of mixed feelings rose. Shit! He only wanted to take him down not kill him! He was a . friend.
He bent down to check Enishi's wounds but heard a laconic voice that stopped him.
"Ahou. He's not dead. I missed." The last two words were ladened with disgust.
Sano swung his head and narrowed his eyes at the man who spoke out.
"What do you mean you missed? He's bleeding!"
"I was aiming for his heart. But because of your idiotic actions, I only injured him," He paused.
Perhaps it was just as well that he missed. Himura would probably not take kindly to having his friend shot dead although said friend was trying to kill him. His free hand snaked into his black robe for a packet of cigarette. He removed one stick, stuck it in his mouth and returned the packet. When he withdrew his hands again, he held a lighter. Bending slightly, he lit the cigarette and drew a deep puff. Through the cloud of dense smoke, he continued, " He's unconscious only because he hit his head too hard on the floor when you landed on him. The bullet in his shoulder is only a flesh wound."
He turned to look at Enishi's men. "We are taking him with us. You are welcome to come along."
Everybody was silent as they took in his words. Enishi's group of men turned to Hoshin for guidance. He stared at the man who had ended the last ten minutes of chaos so suddenly. One shot. Fired so fast that nobody saw or felt anything until it was all over. With a flash of insight, he knew that even if they worked together, they could not stop that man. He was too fast. He looked down at Enishi. A couple of their men were already with him trying to staunch the flow of blood. He felt no danger and his instincts told him that he could trust this man. If they went along, perhaps they could find out what happened to Enishi earlier on. He nodded and motioned to the others. Four of the men left to drive the cars up to the church.
While Hoshin directed his men, Kaoru studied the man in the robes of a priest intently.
"Who are you?"
"I'm the priest," His lips twisted wryly, "Invited personally by your husband to come and preside over the ceremony." He bowed. "Saitoh Hajime at your service."
Finished. Sorry for the six month hiatus. Did this chapter confuse you? Errrr.never mind. The little poem at the earlier part is supposed to give a clue to Enishi's odd behaviour and it does mean something to the story. Abstract? Well, I'm no good at poems and rhymes. Bear with me. Odd behaviour? An understatement perhaps. Anyway, I'm sure you will get it.
Priest = Saitoh Hajime = Lupus = mystery man Kenshin was talking to on the phone in the airport. Oh. And is he ordained? I'll remember to reveal that in 'swtw'.
Oh yeah. Reviews and criticisms please. I got a feeling there's something wrong with this chapter but as the writer, I really can't put my finger on what's wrong. Need a third party to point it out. Thanx. So tired. Can't bring myself to go back and read it again. Just review it please. Thanx again.zzzzzz...zzzz..zz
Chapter12
Two weeks ago
One side of the wall was lined with built in shelves that reached the ceiling. Volumes of biographies and books on various subjects and interests filled every available inch of space. On the computer table in front of the window, a man sat, engrossed in the latest reports his followers had sent in. He knew he risked death for every moment that he sat there, his back unguarded and vulnerable. But he did not care. It was his own way of challenging fate.
The man reached out for the coffee by the side and glanced at the wall clock. Three a.m. in the morning. A time when the weakness of a man was revealed. When all his deepest and innermost fears could come to life to haunt him. Setting the coffee aside and leaning back against the chair, fragments of long-ago memories surfaced.
He remembered that day as if it was a dream. Some images clearer and sharper than others. The bright, glaring stare of the sun in the little garden. In his mind's eye, he could still see the brilliant halo of Kenshin's hair under the sunlight. The exact same shade of the feather in Kaoru's hand. He was too far to hear what she said to him but he could see Kenshin reaching out to take the feather from her hands. And with a rare, mischievious grin, flick it at her nose rousing a startled yelp from her. She chased him around with her fists raised high, their laughter filling the garden. That was the first time he had seen the two of them acting like the children they were. A few minutes later, Sanosuke and Tsubame attracted by the laughter, came into the garden and joined them.
He could walk out from behind the tree and join them too but he did not. He stood where he was, his eyes filled with the sight of their joyous faces and his ears with their delighted screams and shouts. When finally they left, he walked into the garden and picked up the feather that lay forgotten in a corner. Then, he could not understand why there was a sudden tightness in his chest at the sight of their happiness. Why he deliberately distanced himself from their joy.
But now, he could. It was envy. It was jealousy. Because of their closeness. Because he could never be what he wanted to be in her eyes. Because their wedding would be held in a fortnight. He tried to let go of his feelings and on the surface, he did succeed. Tonight, however, he could not stop himself from thinking about the past. He knew all along that to Kaoru, Kenshin was different. So why let himself sink deeper for her? He had lost even before he began. He could compete with Kenshin for her love. He did not believe that he was in any way inferior. But he could not compete against her heart.
The phone rang. Loudly and rudely, startling him from his reverie. Frowning, he answered the phone. Who could it be, calling so late in the night? It must be something important or no one would dare disturb him at this time.
"Who's this?" Silence met his question. Was it just a prank call? "Answer me," he began to get impatient.
"He came home from work one day "
The voice was low and hoarse but with an odd singsong quality to it. There was a magnetism that drew in the listener, attracting him to press closer. When the last word fell, silence reigned. For an undeterminable time, there was no answer. Then it came.
"A mask upon his face / Kissed his wife and held his babe / The shadow beneath lay in wait / And then it pounced, knife in hand / Buried it in his wife's breast
Her blood was hot and scalded his face / He wiped it off without a trace / He left the body where it fell / Accompanied by the innocent child
He went to the bathroom to wash up / And saw in the mirror a smear of red / His eyes cleared and the mask fell off / He rushed out to the front door
There he saw what he dreaded / The knife upright, deeply embedded / He knelt down and removed the blade / Unheeding of the crying babe
Perhaps the shadow striked again / Perhaps he did it without its aid / The wilful murder of his wife / Maybe it caused him to end his life
Two lives were lost / And we could never tell / What he was thinking / When the knife fell."
The voice that recited the rest of the macabre poem was vaguely mocking, taunting even. Yet when the green, flickering light from the computer screen hit his face, it revealed an expressionless façade..
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Present-At the church
Enishi was holding the gun.
This sudden turn of event had caught everybody in the church by surprise. Kaoru stared at Enishi in shock. Never had she thought that Enishi would betray them, turn his back on their friendship. She could not believe that she had misjudged him so badly. Sano was equally stunned. Before they could react to the unexpected development, Enishi pulled the trigger.
In that split second even before the explosion of the gun could be heard, Kenshin twisted to the side. The bullet sped past, stinging the tip of his ear and nearly taking out his eye before embedding itself in the church wall. Without giving them any time at all to stop him, Enishi aimed and fired another shot at Kenshin. His relentlessness and the total lack of feeling on his face was chilling. He wanted Kenshin to die. And it seemed like that was all he was thinking of.
This time, he did not miss.
Redness spread rapidly and obscenely through Kenshin's white suit. It happened so fast that it was not possible to see immediately where he was injured. With one hand pressed to his chest, Kenshin slumped to the grounds. The sight galvanised everybody to action. Sano was standing nearest to Enishi and he aimed a kick at Enishi's elbow, meaning to disarm him. With the slightest movement, Enishi moved out of the range of attack but strangely, he did not attempt to shoot Sano.
Enishi raised his hand to block Sano's punch.
Enishi's men stood there, confused at the development, not knowing if they were to follow their leader's action in attacking their hosts or to try and get specific instructions from Enishi. Their confusion and indecisiveness rendered them incapable of any action for the moment. The priest, Kaoru and Megumi had rushed to Kenshin's side. Kaoru knelt down by his side and felt a familiar numbness in her heart.
Not again, please. You've taken Tsubame, don't take him too.
Gently, she lifted his head onto her lap while Megumi examined his wound carefully. Beads of sweat had broken out along his forehead and Kaoru swept the darkened hair back. The gash on the side of his head had split open and blood was flowing. His eyes fluttered open. He smiled a wan smile and lifted his hand slowly. He closed his hand on her shoulders and tugged. Kaoru leaned over with her ears close to his lips. The priest and Megumi could see his lips moving as he whispered to Kaoru.
Her eyes flickered once to the bloody stain on his chest and her expression closed suddenly as if a shutter had been drawn. After a while she lifted her head. The strain of keeping conscious had finally gotten to Kenshin and his head fell back as his world blacked out. Megumi looked up from her examination of Kenshin's wound and faced Kaoru with an odd expression. Their eyes met and something passed between the two of them.
Standing up, she said, " His wound is too serious. I can only slow down the flow of blood and the bullet is lodged inside. If we don't get him to the hospital now, he could die."
"Then let's go," Kaoru draw Kenshin's arms over her shoulder and stood up awkwardly. Enishi's men chose this moment to act. Moving as a team, they swiftly divided into two groups, one group to surround Enishi and Sano and the other group to stop them from leaving.
Enishi's second-in-command, Hoshin stepped forward, "I'm afraid we cannot allow anybody to leave yet." His voice was hard.
"Allow?" Kaoru repeated, "I did not ask for permission. Get out of my way." She swept the five men who blocked the exit with an icy gaze. In her mind, however, she was swiftly turning over the odds of winning the five men. They were Enishi's best. She and Megumi could probably win though it would be close. But with Kenshin injured and having to protect him, the odds were very slim. As for the priest who was still hanging around, she would be thankful if he stayed out of the way.
Although, Kaoru cast the priest a suspicious glance, he looked nervous and twitchy, something about him just didn't fit. Those tawny eyes belonged more to a predator than a prey but she did not have time to ponder on the contradicting vibes she picked up from him. Those men were armed. She and Megumi weren't. Sano was busy. No help was coming. She recalculated the odds. Not good. Make that paper-thin.
At the moment, they were at a stalemate. They dared not attack because the only order they had from their leader was to protect Hayashi Kaoru and Himura Kenshin. Yet their leader was the one to put that hole in Himura Kenshin. Hoshin cursed under his breath. He could see that something was not right with Enishi. That total lack of feeling. He had never seen him act like this in the ten years that he worked under him. Damn. He hated contradicting orders.
At the other end of the church, Sano and Enishi were still fighting. Both of them sported bruises but their movements had not slowed down a whit. Enishi had lost the gun and they were evenly matched now. Neither of them could get the upper hand. Enshi, his face blank and emotionless was more intent on getting away than hurting Sano. He feinted to the right and took a sudden swipe at Sano's face. From out of the corner of his eyes, Sano saw the punch coming. Instinctively, he leaned back and felt the force of the strong blow passed by. His eyes widened and he scowled. Before Enishi could pull back his fist, Sano grabbed his arm and twisted sharply. To prevent his right arm from being fractured, Enishi loosened the muscles in his arm and moved in closer to Sano. With a jerk, he shoved his elbow into Sano's chest. Sano saw the blow coming but did not block. It knocked the winds out of him. In retaliation, he applied greater pressure on his hold.
Pain. He could feel the bones in his arms grinding against each other. Tight. Hot. Like tyres against gravel roads. So hot it burns.
Kill Himura. No one else. Is Himura dead? Must kill Himura. Make sure he's dead. Obstacles must be removed.
Showing no hint of the pain that Sano was inflicting, Enishi aimed another blow at Sano. This time, his elbow was going for the throat. Sano had no choice but to let go of Enishi's arm to evade the blow. The two of them broke apart, their harsh breathing loud in the silence of the church. The minute Sano let go of his arms, Enishi sped down the aisle. His target was clear. He was heading for the small group by the doorway. He was going to finish off his job.
The men who surrounded Kaoru, Megumi, Kenshin and the priest melted away when they saw their leader approach with Sano close behind him. Enishi did not stop when he reached them. Kaoru twisted her body so that she could shield Kenshin. Her mind was working frantically for a way out but it seemed to her that this time, there was no retreat.
Enishi's eyes showing no sign of recognition, he stretched his hand out and plucked a gun from the holster of one of his men. Sano knew he was too far to stop Enishi but he had to try. Desperation lent him strength. With one leap, he flung himself onto Enishi.
A sharp, loud crack sounded in the little church for the third time. Everything seemed frozen in that spilt second. Megumi, who had moved to cover Kaoru tightened her muscles, expecting to feel the punch of the bullet but she felt nothing. Looking up, she found Sano sprawled on top of Enishi. A small pool of blood was slowly spreading from the still form lying on the floor. Sano struggled to his feet and looked down at Enshi. A well of mixed feelings rose. Shit! He only wanted to take him down not kill him! He was a . friend.
He bent down to check Enishi's wounds but heard a laconic voice that stopped him.
"Ahou. He's not dead. I missed." The last two words were ladened with disgust.
Sano swung his head and narrowed his eyes at the man who spoke out.
"What do you mean you missed? He's bleeding!"
"I was aiming for his heart. But because of your idiotic actions, I only injured him," He paused.
Perhaps it was just as well that he missed. Himura would probably not take kindly to having his friend shot dead although said friend was trying to kill him. His free hand snaked into his black robe for a packet of cigarette. He removed one stick, stuck it in his mouth and returned the packet. When he withdrew his hands again, he held a lighter. Bending slightly, he lit the cigarette and drew a deep puff. Through the cloud of dense smoke, he continued, " He's unconscious only because he hit his head too hard on the floor when you landed on him. The bullet in his shoulder is only a flesh wound."
He turned to look at Enishi's men. "We are taking him with us. You are welcome to come along."
Everybody was silent as they took in his words. Enishi's group of men turned to Hoshin for guidance. He stared at the man who had ended the last ten minutes of chaos so suddenly. One shot. Fired so fast that nobody saw or felt anything until it was all over. With a flash of insight, he knew that even if they worked together, they could not stop that man. He was too fast. He looked down at Enishi. A couple of their men were already with him trying to staunch the flow of blood. He felt no danger and his instincts told him that he could trust this man. If they went along, perhaps they could find out what happened to Enishi earlier on. He nodded and motioned to the others. Four of the men left to drive the cars up to the church.
While Hoshin directed his men, Kaoru studied the man in the robes of a priest intently.
"Who are you?"
"I'm the priest," His lips twisted wryly, "Invited personally by your husband to come and preside over the ceremony." He bowed. "Saitoh Hajime at your service."
Finished. Sorry for the six month hiatus. Did this chapter confuse you? Errrr.never mind. The little poem at the earlier part is supposed to give a clue to Enishi's odd behaviour and it does mean something to the story. Abstract? Well, I'm no good at poems and rhymes. Bear with me. Odd behaviour? An understatement perhaps. Anyway, I'm sure you will get it.
Priest = Saitoh Hajime = Lupus = mystery man Kenshin was talking to on the phone in the airport. Oh. And is he ordained? I'll remember to reveal that in 'swtw'.
Oh yeah. Reviews and criticisms please. I got a feeling there's something wrong with this chapter but as the writer, I really can't put my finger on what's wrong. Need a third party to point it out. Thanx. So tired. Can't bring myself to go back and read it again. Just review it please. Thanx again.zzzzzz...zzzz..zz
