Dark Arrow
By Marie Darkholme
21. Interruption
One day had gone by, not more or less, but one day exactly, since King Ishida had a received a rather unpleasant letter. It was dark in the kingdom and the friends were reunited in the large dinning room. They had stopped worrying about being discovered or not, about Yamato knowing or not they were there, because the auburn haired was sure he already knew. Therefore, they were bent over a large map. It showed virtually every existing village for as small as it could be in both Yamato's and Sora's kingdoms. There were drawings of castles, palaces, small houses, inns, important places, mountains, rivers, forests and anything it could have been useful for the group to start planning a rescue.
Someone knocked on the door and Miyuki went to open it. She was studying the map as well. Captain Motomiya that had absented himself for a few minutes in order to get some needed materials came in. he couldn't help noticing how the Lady Miyuki had made some progresses since Sora's return. She looked like some years had been lifted from her face and her body, but for the Captain what had really bee lifted from her shoulders had been feelings like guilt and sorrow.
He walked to the large table where the land map was. Putting a large long parchment over the table, he handed Takeru a pen and the respective ink. The blond took it gratefully and sat in one of the chairs next to him. The others sat too, knowing it would be a while till the youngster would be over. Takeru made a thoughtful face, the back of the feather touching his chin as he thought and then appealed all his creativity and talent and started drawing. At first all the others could see were a bunch of scratches, but as the blond continued they started seeing beyond that. Suddenly they had a very close sketches of all the corners in Yamato's palace. Having Takeru around has proved to be very beneficial. Daisuke thought to himself with a smile.
"What is this?" Sora asked, pointing to a large room in the first floor, but then she regretted having asked, understanding immediately what it was. It had, according to her interpretation of Takeru's drawing, a chamber at its side with weapons, so she supposed it should be the training room. Takeru confirmed her suspicious and then started explaining his map.
"This is the first floor." He started explaining. "I have a good memory so, unless they had made changes, I can assure you that this is what the castle looks like. Here there are basically the kitchen and training chambers like this one, the pantry, the armour chamber, some dorms for the Captain and some higher patents and right next to Fujitsuo chambers the stairs to the second floor." He then moved to another drawing. "On the second floor there are basically the chambers. Yamato's, his concubines, and, supposing he hasn't put his future wife in the dungeons, this must be the room where Mimi is. The rest are other guest rooms." He resumed. "Finally and most important because I believe that he might have Hikari here, the dungeons are in the towers, a little different from here. The access is only through the east hall and it's heavy guarded at all times. There sixty to eighty stairs till the first floor where soldiers keeping guard to the dungeons rest between shifts and in case that an intruder tries to enter, six to ten guards might come out. Only forty to sixty stairs following you can find the prison with two guards keeping the gate at all time. I must say that this part of the castle is highly guarded and no one has ever managed to get in or out alive." He stated a slight hint of proud on his voice, mixed with sadness and fear of failing to save his love.
"That was because they never had to deal with us." Taichi claimed smiling, patting the blond on the back. He still hadn't told him or anyone else about Hikari and he wasn't planning to either, however, he felt slightly jealous and proud at the same time, knowing this was the man his sister loved, and Takeru was a good man. Ken and Sam laughed at this statement and Koushiro nodded in agreement.
"I think that's all." Takeru finished. "Great, so now, all we have to do is elaborate a plan, get there, accomplish the plan and then we can all go back to our daily lives." Sora said. Only after she acknowledge the weight of her statement. No one, absolutely no one was going to go back to their daily lives. She was still unsure of what was going to happen, how things would end up, but either way, nobody's life was going to be the same. She wouldn't get to have her carefree days again when she used to disobey her aunt and ride her horse in the evening. Koushiro wouldn't go back to teach them, and Mimi wouldn't be able to got back to her spoiled Princess life. Hikari and Takeru would have some troubles deciding what to do. There were many courses of action, but two stuck out to her mind. If Yamato died, Takeru would be the new King of the neighbour kingdom and Hikari his Queen, which would be good. But if Yamato stayed alive and in the throne, Takeru could never go back to the kingdom and both he and Hikari would have to live as peasants, thing that she didn't want to happen. But there were other peoples' lives that were going to change; some would have a great change. She had no idea what Ken and Sam would do after the all mess was over, but she supposed Taichi would have a hard decision to make: stay with her and become King, or renounce her and go back to his life. Either way, it would never be the same.
The auburn haired pushed those thoughts away and started making some plans in her mind. If it wasn't for Hikari and Mimi she would be blasting in there with her troops. According to Takeru and to some information of the soldiers, Yamato's army wasn't in a very good shape, or better to say, his constant wars with small rebels and other kingdoms had left quite a huge casualty among his troops and Sora's wouldn't have much trouble defeating them. The problem was that he could use Mimi and Hikari as hostages. Therefore she could not simply enter his kingdom and hit him with her entire force. She had to be sneaky and silent. The best thing would be that someone, a small group, no more than two or three people would enter the castle and retrieve both the girls. She would gladly enter the group and fulfil the mission but she was sure that everyone would object. However it would still be the best idea she had.
She eyed the group around her. Who would be the best to go? Takeru would be a wise choice. He has fight skills and he's familiar with the space, minding us the trouble of betting lost or having to search around for a long period and giving us the opportunity with the best choices to escape. Then, it had to be someone who was sneaky enough. I don't like to boast but I'm as sneakiest as they get. Me would be a good choice too. And then…Koushiro can get too emotional and endanger himself, especially for Mimi, so he couldn't be…
But Sora wasn't the only one doing the math. Takeru studied the map deeply, trying to figure the best strategy with the lowest possibility of failure. Koushiro had closed his eyes and started imagining possible scenarios. As for Sam, he had picked one of the feathers and a piece of parchment and started writing things that he then crossed-over. Captain Motomiya was thinking how many man he could dispense from the guard, if he should allow Sora to ride along, being her the lawful Queen, and if she did, how many men should he point out to protect her. The only ones that weren't thinking much about the issue were Ken and Miyuki. The woman had no clue of what the good course of action could be as she was only worried as how they would bring her daughter safely back to her. As for the youngster he had decided to leave the planning for more experimented heads and had planned for himself only to be part of the action.
While in their thoughts outside an old servant with bald head was making his way to the large chamber where the assembly was taking place. He had a silver bandage in his hands and in it there was an envelop that had just been delivered to him. The messenger had insisted to accompany him, even though the bald man had told him he had orders to not allow any stranger in. but the man's irrational eyes and murder face had been enough to scare him out and so, he allowed the stranger to follow.
They finally arrived and the bald servant knocked gently on the door. The silence inside made him wonder if there was anyone in the room at all. His question was answered when Miyuki opened the door. He bowed serenely and looked at His Queen with an apologetically look on his face. The woman eyed him confused and the bald servant motioned to the stranger. Miyuki's face paled as she opened the door and allowed the two men in. suddenly, everyone's thoughts were ceased and directed to the servant and the stranger. The auburn haired girl closed her eyes and opened them again. She could see the envelop in the bald man's bandage and before he could even speak, she already knew from whom the letter was and what the stranger was doing there.
Preventing the servant from saying a word, she quickly stood from her chair and walked to him. The man bowed with the usual my Lady compliment that the auburn haired ignored completely. She could feel the stranger's gaze falling upon her, and suddenly she found herself thinking that his black cloak seemed awfully familiar. "Thank you, you can go now." She ordered the bald man as she took the enveloped from the silver bandage. They waited in suspended animation for the bald servant to leave. They all heard their steps getting farther away.
With a swift movement of her wrist, the auburn haired took a knife like by magic and opened the envelop. Her lips moved as her eyes crossed the letter in quick reading. But it began slowing down and her face could show surprise, but nothing else. She raised her eyes from the letter to the stranger and smirked. She could see his lips forming the same sadistic smile she had already seen. "How's your companion? I suppose his stomach much be better." She joked. The stranger pushed down the hood that covered his head to reveal his dark pitch eyes and hair. A smirk and a mix of hate and anger played on his lips, but his eyes betrayed him, telling Sora how much he was enraged by the comment. "He is, in fact, at his fullest again. But I can say the same thing about you, My Lady." He replied. "However your scar is still visible." He mocked.
Sora licked her lips, trying to forget the mark on her cheek. The others were glaring at the scene as outsiders, completely unaware of what was going on. "You have a lot of courage to show your face here, that I can give you." The auburn haired smiled, crossing her arms over her chest. "I could kill you right now, you know that, don't you?" she continued. The killer laughed, a short devilish laugh, the ones that are forced into your throat. "You wouldn't do it, knowing what would happen to your friends." He replied. The auburn haired made efforts not to bit her lip, showing any sign of weakness. Her will was to throw herself onto his neck and kill him with her bare hands, feel his breath being blocked by her hands around his throat; seeing his face turn red and then purple and finally white from dead. But she contained herself. Her opportunity would come, and by then, she would kill both the younger and older.
Their verbal fight and mental killing instincts were interrupted by Taichi's deep alerted voice. "Who's this guy? What does he wants? And whose the letter from?" he asked. He could tell he was asking what was in everyone's mind. His questions, thought took more a few minutes to be answered. "This is one of the friends I made in Nagasaki. He wants a reply from the letter that King Yamato ordered him to deliver." She made sure she underlined the word ordered, trying her best to put the assassin down, as a puppet, a mere servant, nothing more than that. She could read his reaction pretty clear from the way his hand under his cloak tightened the grip on his katana.
He quickly recomposed himself and the grip around his katana loosened a bit. He eyed the girl. "So, what is your answer?" he asked with a smirk. The auburn haired, though, didn't give him what he was expecting; she simply shrank her shoulders with a very natural look on her face. "You are certainly not intending to leave tonight. It's raining and you must be tired. We'll live tomorrow at the first light." She responded him and turned her back. Jyou had thought her never to turn her back on her enemies, but that was when she was alone and had to cover for herself. Here she had many friends that would not allow the killer to attack her through the back.
"You are not thinking, My Lady, that I will stay here during the night, waiting for one of you to stick a blade through my sleep?" he dared her. Sora stopped on her tracks. She needed the time to make up a plan good enough to get her out of that situation. She licked her lips and looked at her friends. Taichi was giving her a inquiring look, but neither of them dared to speak.
She turned around with a long sigh that she covered the best she could. "I we had want you dead you would already be rotting on the ground." She told him as the matter of fact. "Then, I suppose that is your answer, I'll communicate it to His Majesty King Ishida." He replied with a nasty smile. He bowed mockingly and prepared to leave. She had to think fast, real fast. Once he stepped out of the door, Mimi and Hikari would be as good as dead. "No! I'll go with you. Let me just prepare my things." She surrendered. The assassin didn't turn. He simply stopped on his tracks. "Then I shall wait for you outside. Don't be long. We do not want to get late." He replied.
The group waited for the man to leave. They were facing Sora's back. She didn't want to speak. She didn't want to tell them what was going to happen. She didn't want to give any explanations. But she had too.
"What do you mean with I'll go with you?" Koushiro asked. She had expected that question to come from the brown haired man, but he was silent, too silent. "Taichi…" she called him. The chocolate eyed stared into her crimson orbs. "He knows. He wants you to meet him or he'll kill both Hikari and Mimi." he stated. She was amazed at how quickly he had understood the situation. "Yeah, that's about it." The rest of the group closed to them and unconsciously they formed a circle. "What's the plan?" Sam inquired.
It was dark. She wasn't sure if it was day or if it was night. But it was dark in that room. Lying on her back over the bed, the brown haired girl stared at the ceiling. It was painted in pale blue, like the sky, but right now, it was dark as a pitch. Everything was dark. She couldn't see her hand in front of her nose. She wondered if it was really that dark or if she had her eyes closed. No, her eyes were opened, the room was dark.
Turning, she crossed her arms under the pillow and tried to sleep. But she was tired of sleeping. Her head hurt her like hell and all she could think about was how she could feel the room spinning if it was so dark. Outside, she could hear rain falling. It had rained all day, or night. She didn't care anymore. Her stomach ached, her head ached, her eyes stubbornly insisted in not closing. She was too awake. She was hungry and weak and for that she couldn't sleep. the brown haired didn't dare putting a foot off the bed either because since a while ago, it could have been a few hours or even half a day, she had risen only to fall again, because her legs couldn't stand her weight anymore, even if she felt she was only skin and bones. Besides, it was too dark for her to know where she was stepping, she would probably hit a piece of furniture or something, and also she had nothing to do except walking around the room.
Her dress was bothering her. She wanted to change clothes, take a bath, and dress one of her light nightgowns. There was one that Takeru liked very much. It was long to her feet, it had loops and laces. Over the chest it tied with a small pink ribbon. It was beautiful and very fresh to sleep. Right now it would be a great help. Though it was cold outside, the room was hot and her dress made her feel like she was burning. Or maybe it was her body that was burning. Anyway, she just wished she could cool down a little. She dared not take her clothes. Who knows who would come into the room?
She tossed in the bed trying to get a comfortable position, but there was none. All her body ached, any position would be just as good as other, and she ended up in the same where she had started. Her eyelids started getting heavy. A split second before her mind turned off, she had a conscious thought that she was falling asleep and that in a few minutes she would be awaken again. But she didn't care. She didn't care if she didn't awake anymore, as long as she didn't have to feel those pains again…and she could…rest.
The night was cold and even covered by her cloak, the auburn haired couldn't help but trembling when the freeze wind hit her ears, under her hood, under her hair. She approached the man with dark pitch eyes. He looked a little perplex to her horse. He had expected something less manly, maybe a brown horse, but never black, completely black, and big. Thunder was undoubtedly an imposing stallion. The girl itself looked a little dark too. Her cloak was almost black, maybe a dark shade of blue, and she had changed clothes; she was now wearing stronger pants, proper for long rides. She had also a pair of black boots and the assassin couldn't help thinking she was hot.
Sora walked in an imposing way, showing she was not afraid from travelling alone with a man that had almost succeeded in killing her. He used dirty tricks by then. But now that my system is immune to the venom and without his friend, he will have a hard time killing me. In fact he should be more worried. I don't think Yamato would care if I arrive with or without him, as long as I get there. After failing to kill me, he must be really mad with them. She thought. That tranquilized her. Until then, she had not considered that, but it was obvious after all that she was safer than him. She grinned.
Following her, there was only Thunder, lead by his reins, Taichi and Takeru. She had already said goodbye to the rest of the group, but both Taichi and the blond had insisted in accompanying her.
"Are you ready?" the assassin asked. The girl gave him no answer and turned to her friends. The rain hadn't stopped yet and had soaked both Taichi's and Takeru's hair. The brown confusion that was Taichi's hair was falling over his face and hid blue headband. She pushed a lost thread off his face and embraced him. They knew not to show much affection between them and so they quickly kissed. Then the auburn haired shook hands with Takeru and climbed on her horse. Thunder neighed, probably thinking what the heck they were doing with that weather, wondering if he was going on another amazing trip like the last one.
The assassin rode his horse as well. He glanced over to the girl and saw her katana hanging from her waist. "Are you going to take that?" he asked pointing to it. The girl only smiled. "You must be crazy if you think I'm going to leave my katana here." The assassin tried to smile, but the truth was that he didn't like the situation. However there weren't many things he could do. He knew that even if her katana was left behind, she could always have other weapons hidden, which she probably had anyway. Well, it doesn't matter anyway. He thought to himself with a wide grin. Taichi eyed him with his eyebrow raised.
"Let's go then." And the auburn haired started off. She quickly disappeared between the shadows of the night, the rain and the wind covering her dusty path and the assassin's as well, that rode immediately after her, with a hint of hurt proud, since she was supposed to be kind of like a prisoner and in spite of that, took off before him.
Both, the brown and blond haired stared after them for a while, even though they couldn't see them. The brown haired man gave an exasperated sigh and turned away, walking back to the castle and the chamber where the rest of the group was. Takeru followed him. He could only wish and hope that Hikari was alright. But now, his brother didn't have only Mimi and Hikari but would have Sora as well. He wasn't sure if that was going to benefit them or whatever. The truth was that with Sora there, Hikari and Mimi would have a better chance to escape. But if something happened to Sora too... could he ever forgive himself for letting her fall into Yamato's hands like that? He wanted to believe deeply that nothing would happen to her or to Hikari, but he knew his brother too well, and somehow he found that rather hard to believe. He also found surprising that his brother hadn't called for him too. What could he be planning?
He decided to leave those thoughts aside, at least for now, and concentrate all his energy in Sora's plan. The girl surely had courage. She trusted them to fulfil her plan. When he arrived to the chamber, things were already in movement. Captain Daisuke had left; Sam, Ken and Koushiro were starting to order things that needed to be done by priorities. They had less than a day to do it all. It was going to be short and hard, but they had to make it. Sora would never be able to get out with all the vigilance around her without their help.
Only after staring for a while, lost in his own thoughts, the blond noticed Taichi wasn't there. He had thought that the older man had entered the room. In fact he was almost sure, since he had followed him, not really noticing where he was going. So he had to get in, but he wasn't there. The blond could tell something was bothering the corsair. He had seen how he looked at Sora, how they acted around each other. It was obvious to anyone who would care to watch them for a second that they were in love. It was obvious that Taichi cared for her and understandable that he was worried, but still, something told him Sora wasn't the only problem.
Making sure his help wasn't needed, the young blond went to search for the brown haired. He had searched almost half castle when an idea occurred him that maybe the brown haired wasn't in the castle, but outside. Surely Takeru found him sitting on the steps of the main entrance. He was all wet, his clothes completely soaked. However that didn't seem to bother him and not even Takeru's steps as he approached him awaked the brown haired from his thoughts.
The blond sat by his side. There was silence between them, the only sound being the one of the rain and the wind. Finally the blue eyed decided to say something. The word was unintelligible, only to be recognized as a sound. That, though, was enough to make Taichi acknowledge his presence. The brown haired turned and smiled at the other, patting him in the back. "What are you doing here, Takeru?" he asked in a pleasant tone. The blond had expected other type of reaction; anger, sadness, fright, but that goofy smile had come out of the blue. Taichi suddenly appear to him as someone else. His eyes suddenly seemed the eyes of someone else. They looked like Hikari's eyes, those two lovely brown orbs that he missed so much. He had never before noticed that they were so much alike. Their eyes and features, only that Hikari's were more soft and feminine like they should. Also, the colour of their hair…but Hikari's hair was softer and thinner.
He pushed away those thoughts. Now everything reminds me of Hikari. Just because they have similar eyes and hair colour. He thought, but the truth was that they were very similar. "Are you okay?" the question caught him off guard. "What! Hey, I was going to ask you that!" he said in a slightly angry tone like the brown haired had told his idea before him. They smiled to each other and laughed. "No, I mean, yes. It's just that I'm worried about what might happen to Sora and what might already have happened to Hikari and Mimi." the blond said. The brown eyed looked at the sky. "Well don't worry. I'm sure Sora will take good care of them when she arrives." He assured. "Yeah, I know, but… Hikari is not Sora and neither is Mimi. You've never met them, but Mimi is the typical lady. I almost find hard to believe she's not of noble blood. She's sensitive and fragile. Hikari is stronger. She can take a lot of pressure on her shoulders and still pretend being fine, but she doesn't have any fighting skills, she's still fragile in her own way." Takeru told him. He found rather happy by telling Taichi that. It kind of made him felt good talking about Hikari. "Yeah, I know." Taichi said, but the blond didn't hear it. "But, you see, Sora is fragile too. She likes to make everyone think that she gets over everything and that she's invincible, but she's not. She had her own weakness, she just doesn't like to show that she's like everyone else."
The rain kept falling, but Takeru had been completely oblivious from it. He was taking notice on Taichi's words. Yeah, he's right. I never really thought that one day Sora would fall in love like any other girl. As to think of it, I always like to see her as the girl riding her horse and getting into all different kinds of troubles, kicking everyone's ass. But now, everything is going to change, because she has responsibilities that she might never have thought she would have. She has a kingdom and she is the Queen. That means no more improper behaviours. And she fell in love. God, I never thought I would see her kiss a guy. Well, but Taichi isn't just any guy, right? She couldn't have gone for a more un-King like. I mean, he's a great guy and after you get to know him, you can't really believe that he's a corsair, but still, he is. I guess, if I come to see it well, he's the right man for her. He's adventurous, courageous, strong and yet he can be gentle with her and loving. It's just like Sora.
The woods had been left behind after they crossed the castle's frontier. Now the path was uncovered, but Sora knew they would be entering another wood before crossing the kingdom's frontier. She was aware to every noise and every wind change. She didn't know why, but her instinct told her to stay sharp.
They had been riding side by side for a while, but for the last minutes, the auburn haired had let herself stay a little behind. Her cloak was making a good job in protecting her from the rain, but still, the wind and the movement of riding pushed it behind, flying around crazily and allowed the rain to enter and wet her other clothes as well. At least she had brought some more clothes, not just hers and but also Hikari's. Mimi was about her high, so she was sure the girl could dress one of her clothes. She was prepared to see them in very different clothing if she was sure about how depraved King Ishida was. Besides, she didn't want the long dresses with complicated stuff to get in the way while they ran, so she had brought some pants and boots.
She noticed that the assassin was slowing down as well. Probably afraid that I escape while he's ahead. She thought. The man started riding at the same rhythm as her, by her side. He should be about her age. Sora remembered his partner, the one that Miyako had injured and that had killed her. He was older, surely older than her, but not up to more thirty either. The Death Crawlers… great name for a pair of clowns. If I could only get my hands on your friend, I would have maximum pleasure in killing him. That might be the reason why he didn't come instead of you or with you, the chicken. She could feel the rage engulfing her thoughts. It was beginning to take away her concentration so she struggled to think of something else.
"You're very quite. I hope you're not thinking about escaping." The killer mocked, but the auburn haired ignored him. He's just trying to enrage you so you try to kill him and he'll have a reason to kill you too. She distracted herself. However, after more than hour with monologues like that it can be pretty annoying.
They arrived at the frontier. It really couldn't be told as a real frontier. The only sign that marked the end of her territory and the beginning of Yamato's was a small wooden stick with a plaque where it could be read frontier. It was really stupid when you come to think of it. Metres ahead there was a forest. That would be a better frontier, but she somehow believed that her parents or even before, someone might have thought of that, but thinking that all Ishida's are like Yamato, loosing some metres of territory might have meant a war so…
Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by her senses. She was sure that she could hear skulls, not of their horses, but of someone else's horse. They continued their way and entered the forest. The darkened trees only illuminated briefly by the ghostly light of their small flames behind the glass seemed intimidating. But it weren't the trees that were accelerating her heart, speeding her blood and increasing her listening and seeing capabilities. It was the sound of the skulls that she could now hear for sure and tell that there were more than one that made her alert.
She looked over to her travel companion and watched as the assassin seemed to be completely unaware of what was happening. But it can't be. He must be listening to this. A sudden thought crossed her mind. "What the hell is going on?" she asked as she continued to increase her speed. She grasped her hand on her katana, prepared for anything that might come. The forest would certainly be a good place for an ambush, but who would want to ambush them? She had a slight idea but she couldn't understand why? Why would they ambush me if I was going on my own free will? Seeing the smile on the assassin's face only gave her more certainties about what was happening.
His fire suddenly disappeared and she couldn't see him anymore. Then hers was stopped too. She had no more to do than slowing down or she might have ended up hitting a tree. She advanced cautiously, trusting Thunder's eyes to guide her. She wasn't hearing the skulls anymore, but she felt presences around her. Taking her katana, she closed her eyes and trusted her ears. There were persons around her, but they didn't seem to be holding their weapons, she couldn't hear the metal whistling with the wind. There was only silence; only the rain falling, the wind blowing, Thunder's skulls in the ground and…something hit her in the face, making her fall off her horse. I'm so going to kill that bastard. She thought as she cut the air and then lights lightened around her and she could see her stalkers. The bastard was eyeing her amused.
"This isn't fair. I was going on my own free will. Why the reinforcements?" she asked annoyed pointing to the ten soldiers around her. She could do absolutely nothing but stare. In darkness there was no way she could beat ten trained man, not even in daylight. She felt betrayed and angry with herself. I should have predicted this. She scolded herself. Knowing she had no chances against them, she slowly put her katana back in its place.
"You really didn't think I was going to risk my life with you all the way?" the assassin smiled as he entered the circle and neared her. "I'm too smart to do it. Besides, King Yamato doesn't trust us anymore and preferred to have his own guards escorting you. Really, you should consider it a pleasure." He touched her leg, receiving almost immediately a punch on the face. The soldiers quickly grabbed her, preventing any rebellion she might have thought. The last thing she saw was a dart flying towards her.
Hope you guys liked this chapter.
I think I've been forgetting to say this and I should probably have said it in the beginning but well, I'm a klutz. I am not an Yamato hater. I needed a bad guy and I wasn't up to invent a bad one. Besides his relationship with TK was needed and well, th pieces glued better this way so don't think that I hate Yamato or something. As long as he stays the hell away from Sora, he can live.
That's all. I'll try to update fast Don't forget to review.
Sayonara