(Disc.) Almighty Kouta Hirano and the CLAMP girls own the characters. I do on Niko and the plot though. Cool, huh?

This one turned out long, but I think is interesting. So please be patient.

Niko sat on her chair, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Red eyes watched her back from the clean surface. She once had grey eyes, a rare colour in Japanese girls. She had always been beautiful but since becoming a vampire her beauty had increased. Vlad had made her a strong daughter, knowing that she would soon want her freedom and wanting her to be powerful enough to take care of herself.

Since a little girl she had been trained in the arts of being a Geisha. It was a hard life that of a Japanese Courtesan. Structured and obedient life, head always down, only pleasing the men that were placed in front of her. She has always believed that to be a high category servant. It was not the life she had chosen, but a life chosen for her, by others.

She heard a knock on the door. She turned in her seat and looked at the door.

"Come in."

Kazuhiko opened the door and leaned against the frame, smiling.

"Did you just wake up?"

"No, I've been up for a while now."

"What were you doing? Daydreaming?"

"It's just the time for dreaming, Kazuhiko-kun." She replied as she rose to her feet. Tonight she was wearing a long blue silky dress. She looked lovely.

"You don't think you'll hunt tonight?" he asked, a bit surprised to see her in a dress. She never wore one when she was about to hunt. Then she dressed all black.

"No." Niko shook her head, silky hair shining with the movement. "Tonight it's more or less about me probably spending time with Vlad. Surely Gingetsu has a lot of things to talk about with Sir Hellsing."

"He's been at the manor all afternoon. He just sent me a message asking me to take you there." Kazuhiko walked over to her and looked at her tall elegant figure in awe. Her beauty never ceased to amaze him. "Did you dress for the Impaler?" he asked suspiciously.

"I don't like you calling him that." she frowned crossing her arms. "It's annoying how you seem to overrule everything else he has done and only pay attention to that stage of his life. Well, unlife."

"It's the most known fact." Kazuhiko answered, serious.

"You wouldn't know how kind he can be, Kazuhiko-kun."

"Kind?" Kazuhiko widened his eyes and raised his eyebrows. "I'm sure kind isn't quite the right word I'd use to describe someone that has spent the last five hundred years investigating how to achieve the best results when impaling people."

"He hasn't impaled anyone for the last four hundred." she growled. "And, he is more close to six hundred. He was born in 1431."

"Whatever. Have you fed?"

"Yes."

"Then let's go. You know how Gingetsu gets with me if I'm late for anything."

Kazuhiko was now sure he was lost… again. He cursed under his breath. Gingetsu hadn't let him stay in the study with them –that is, with him, Sir Integral, the Impaler and Niko- and he hadn't found anyone yet to tell him where he could find this Walter guy. He cursed a bit more in Japanese, and then turned left.

And he found himself in the entry hall. He cursed again, this time out loud. It was the second time he ended there. He was most obviously walking in circles. He knew perfectly where the exit was. If he had been trying to leave, he had been cheerful. It wasn't the case.

He had been told to go to the kitchen and find Walter, ask him for tea and stay with him while he waited for his commander. He gave it a serious thought to start yelling but then changed his mind. That wouldn't have been too elegant.

He suddenly saw someone walking up the stairs into the hall. It was a nice young girl, with reddish blonde hair and… red eyes. What, another vampire? Didn't they kill them anymore?

The girl turned her head and looked at him quizzically. She stood at the end of the stairs, relaxed but still.

"Who are you? Are you a new recruit?" she asked softly.

"Um, no. I'm a visitor. Just looking around. You wouldn't by any chance know where the kitchen is, would you?" he tried, hopeful.

"Sure, I'll take you there if you want."

"Ah, my heroine." Kazuhiko smiled at her while she approached. She smiled back, happily. "I'm Kazuhiko Faye Ryuu. What's your name?

"I'm Seras Victoria." She answered. She frowned slightly. "What kind of name is Kazuhiko Faye Ryuu?"

"Japanese. I come from Tokyo." Seras started walking through the hallway leading him.

"When did you get here?"

"Five days ago." Kazuhiko frowned. "Six nights actually."

"Did you get transferred? I mean, are you going to start working here with us?" Seras was hopeful. She liked that man. He seemed nice and fun.

"Huh? No, no. I'm here on a mission form Japan. I'm accompanying my commander and our special agent…who is a vampire. Ah, I couldn't help but notice so are you. You're a special agent for Hellsing, right?

"Yes. My master and I serve as vampire hunters."

"Your master? Oh you mean Sir Integra." Seras looked at him, eyes a bit darker. She was reluctant to tell him, because she feared he would avoid her when he knew she was Alucard's fledgling.

"No I mean Alucard." She said finally. Whatever it will be, will be, she thought to herself, with resignation.

"Oh." Kazuhiko thought for a moment. Then his eyes widened when he hit realization. "OH. You poor thing." He added looking at her with pity. He hadn't recognized the name at first. Then he realized it was Dracula spelled backwards.

She stared, surprised. Anger, disgust, fear, indifference, all these things she was used to seeing when telling people about what she was. But sympathy? That one was new. She smiled dimly.

Kazuhiko smiled again, like resting interest to the matter. "Oh well. Life sucks. I have pretty much of a monster for commander too. Though he doesn't have fangs… that I know of." He added with mystery.

They laughed together. It was such a breath of fresh air, having a nice young man laughing with her, She realized how much she missed her fellows from D-11. Walter was kind and affective, but he wasn't like her friends. Her smile turned a bit melancholic and he frowned.

"I'm sorry. If I said anything…"

"Oh, no! It wasn't you. I just remembered something, that's all. Come on, I'll take you to the kitchen." She started walking again and he followed, still a bit troubled.

They fell to a bit of an awkward silence. And they kept walking. Kazuhiko started to ask himself if the god damn kitchen was hidden on purpose. And where the hell was that Walter guy? Wasn't he supposed to be rounding the hallways? That's what Sir Hellsing had said.

Then they finally reached it. Seras walked in with him. Kazuhiko looked around the huge kitchen and… saw no Walter! Remarkable as it may sound, the butler was nowhere to be found. He hissed in irritation. The he sat down by the table, crossed his legs and lit up a cigarette. He intended to wait for Walter to come back. He had his orders from Gingetsu and he would follow them. At least this one time… he didn't need another Court Martial right now.

Seras sat in front of him. She was reluctant to leave him. She enjoyed his company. But Kazuhiko was not too keen with silences. He stayed there sitting, silent for a minute, and then felt the need of breaking it.

"So, for how long have you been a vampire now?" he asked, trying to make conversation. Truth is he was interested too.

"Um, for a year now." she answered. She smiled shyly. "I'm pretty new at it."

"Everyone is new at it if you compare them to Vlad Tepes, Seras-san. Or even Niko is about three hundred…" Kazuhiko smiled at her again. He always seemed to be smiling. "I could tell because you're not as cold looking as they are. Especially the Imp… Alucard. "he corrected himself thinking on what Niko had said earlier in the evening. She was right. "You're not too scary. I mean, I'm sure that if you try… I think I should zip it now." He added suddenly seeing her expression. He frowned, disturbed. "I seem to manage to make you feel bad with every word Seras-san. You should stop me."

"No, I like hearing you. Nobody talks a lot with me here, save for Walter and he is a very busy man. You're weird."

"Well, I guess that's a compliment, coming from a vampire…" he smiled and his smile lit the room. "You're so sweet Seras-san. You have to know Niko, you two would really click."

"He is the vampire you came with?"

"Yes, she is. I do believe you would get along perfectly. After all you do have a lot in common."

"What do we have in common?" Seras tilted her head to the right, a bit confused.

Kazuhiko looked at her for a moment, thinking fast. He wasn't sure if he should tell her. He searched through his mind, looking for that bond Niko seemed to always maintain with him. He found it after a second.

"Your former master has a new fledgling."

"I know Kazuhiko-kun. What about it?"

"I'm sitting here with her wondering if I should tell her who you are. What do you reckon?"

A moment of silence. Niko thought over it a couple times.

"Tell her. I'll be there in a bit."

"Well Seras, for starts you and her have the same dark father. And with that I mean Alucard turned her too."

"Oh! Really! That's great! We'd be like... sisters!" the blonde vampire clapped her hands very excited. Kazuhiko laughed openly at her enthusiasm. She blushed. He looked at her amused. She was so innocent… he wondered if she was Alucard's lover like Niko had once been. He automatically scratched the possibility. She was way too innocent. Chances were, she was still a virgin.

"Where is she now?" Seras asked. Kazuhiko crashed his cigarette against the ashtray in front of him.

"She, your master, my commander and Sir Integra have been locked up in the study for the last hour and a half, if my counting of time is correct." He raised his shoulders, with acceptance. "I do expect them to get out of there any time this week."

"Wish granted!" a female soft voice said cheerfully. Niko appeared in the door frame, followed closely by… no less than Walter himself.

"Walter! We were looking for you!" Seras smiled, and then stared in awe at the incredibly delicate and beautiful woman standing next to him.

"Well!" Kazuhiko exclaimed raising his hands. "The mystery man! I've spent the last 75 minutes looking for you! I got lost twice until Seras-san saved my ass."

Walter grinned. That was the most light-hearted man he had known for a while now. "I do apologize Mister Faye Ryuu. I had matters to take care of. I wish I had known you were looking for me. I would have come back."

"Ah, that's all right." Kazuhiko rested importance to the matter, making a move with his hand. "I'll forgive you if you never call me that again. Just Kazuhiko please."

"Would you like some tea?"

"I'm Japanese Walter!"

The butler chuckled and started preparing the infusion.

Niko smiled kindly at Seras and sat next to Kazuhiko. Seras looked at her lap, very red. Niko's smile turned even gentler. She leaned close to her.

"You must be Seras Victoria." She said soothingly. "Vlad told me about you. She said you were very beautiful and innocent."

"He said I was beautiful?" Seras's head popped up and wide eyes looked at Niko. Niko smiled, eyes narrowing.

"And you are! Listen Seras-san, Vlad told me you are just starting to drink your daily blood, is that correct?

"Y-yes." Seras muttered, blushing of shame.

Niko leaned forward and rested her hand over hers, in her lap. "I'll tell you what Seras-san. We'll go together to your chambers and we'll drink the blood together, hm? That way it should be easier." Her voice was soothing and comforting.

Kazuhiko frowned. Niko always went straight into the matter but that was a bit too much.

Seras stared for a long minute, blushing. Then she nodded shyly. Niko smiled wider. The Japanese girl turned to Kazuhiko.

"Want to come?"

"Huh? Um, sure, if it's not too much of a trouble to Seras-san.

"Oh, no! You can come."

"Cool. Walter, do you think we could take the tea with them?"

"Most certainly." The butler replied. "Do you whish to me to go too?"

"Definitely." Kazuhiko smiled evilly. "After all the trouble I had to find you, you're not getting out of sight for a while.

Niko handed Seras a wine glass of blood. She never was too keen on drinking directly form the medical blood bag. It's more like she didn't like it at all.

Then she sat down at the table close to Kazuhiko. She never realized just how much time they spent close to each other. Neither of them did.

Seras took the glass and looked into the red liquid for a moment. Then took it to her mouth and gave it a little sip. She closed her eyes to swallow. Niko drank of her own glass calmly.

Seras didn't think she had seen her room so crowded, ever. Walter was also there, sitting next to Kazuhiko. The four of them were in a deep silence.

Niko realized Kazuhiko's annoyance and looked for a subject of discussion. Fortunately Seras was one step ahead of her in that. She couldn't resist her curiosity any more.

"I'm sorry, but can I ask you something, Miss Niko?"

"Well I'm sorry Seras-san, but I promised Vlad I'd get you to drink the whole bag, so we're going to make a deal. You drink your glass and afterwards you can make me one question. And so on." Niko said, coolly watching the girl's reaction.

Seras stared, shocked. There was a long silence. Walter and Kazuhiko exchanged a look. Niko still smiled. Kazuhiko had a suspect but kept quiet for the time being.

Seras considered it for a minute. She really wanted to know the story, like a child that really wants a toy, and the hunger was getting stronger. And Master would be really upset if she didn't drink her blood. And finally she didn't want Niko to get mad at her.

"All right." Finally Seras responded. With a gaze she picked up the glass and started drinking regularly. Niko looked at Kazuhiko, pleased. He raised an eyebrow.

"You had this planned the whole time didn't you?" he asked her mentally.

She smiled but did not answer.

Walter gasped in awe. Seras left her glass in the table, empty. Niko looked startled too. She didn't expect it to be that easy. And Vlad couldn't make her drink? She made a mental note on teasing him for that, later on. All you had to do was wake her inquisitiveness.

"Can I ask you now?"

"You drank your glass, Seras-san! I'm so happy. You'll feel much better now. And Vlad will be so relieved! He was worrying. Well, you complied so you are in your fair right. Go ahead. Ask your question."

Both Seras and Walter looked at her, a bit dizzy with so many words in such a short time. Kazuhiko grinned. He was used to that. Niko frequently changed from one idea to other so fast that it was hard to follow.

"How did you and my Master know each other?" Seras asked later, shyly.

"Yeah, I figured that would be the first one." She left the glass on the table and flashed at Kazuhiko. "Well, it's kind of long story."

"We happen to have a whole night ahead of us, my friend." Kazuhiko replied, leaning comfortably in his chair. She gazed at him again.

"You've heard it two times already. Why again?" she asked. Kazuhiko's eyes gain a sweet look and she felt confused.

"Because you like remembering it." He simply answered.

Walter was interested too. He had heard about Alucard's Japanese bride but didn't know the entire story. This would be very interesting.

"Very well then. But first is first. You need to know how I got to where I was when Vlad found me, and why I would want to leave that position.

"We leaved in the Tokugawa Era (). I was born around 1700 and this Era started in 1600. We lived in Tokyo, close to the centre. My father was a kendo teacher in our dôjo. We had many students. Times were difficult but we were happy. My father was a great samurai, a swordsman, but he was a man of peace. He believed that the sword was to be used for protection of the loved ones, not destruction.

"My father's side of the family was ancient and followed the traditions closely. I was the first daughter in three generations. I was to be either married to some good catch or be sent to Geisha school, an Okiya. I don't know how my father got the idea I would rather go to Geisha school. He was wrong. But once I was settled in the Geisha world, all I could do was work to honour my family's name. I needed to be good. "

"Being a Geisha is an honour. In a time when few knew how to read and write, we were instructed on History, Arts and Mathematics, besides singing, dancing and the Japanese guitar. We were also experts in politics and public relations, for many matters depended on our diplomacy and capacity to solve difficult situations. You first start as an Oshuka, an apprentice, and when you are ready you will debut, I mean, you will turn into a true Geisha. Only then you can be bathed with hot water, eat well and wear the magnificent kimonos.

"However we were not more than luxurious slaves, bought and sold as an expensive furniture and we were despised publicly. We weren't even allowed to put our names in our graves. The useful life of a Geisha is short, because the unguent used on our hairs left us balled and the plumber in our white make up marked us forever. Usually our final destination was shelter or suicide. Very infrequently a Geisha got to free herself of the Okiya, but that didn't matter because the scarred skin gave her away.

"We were beautiful puppets. All of us enhanced that feeling, our manners, our delicate way of speaking. Our features of sphinx were product of a long learning; it was considered distasteful the expression of any feeling, whether it would be sadness or nostalgic or excessive happiness.

"I'm not the kind of strong girl that fights for what she believes. Or at least I wasn't back then. I was taken to the Okiya and worked my best to be a good Geisha. I debuted when I was eighteen, and then my name was changed to Hatsumono. That very same night I debuted I was taken to a very big party saloon, where I was very successful. A man around sixty years requested me for some other celebrations.

"I was going to one of them two weeks from that day, and when I arrived to the place I saw two men arguing. The argument was getting heat up so I walked to them politely, thinking I could maybe help. Then I saw one of them take his katana. He had out half a blade when I reacted.

"'No!' I yelled walking shyly to them. 'Please, no. There must be a way to settle this peacefully. Without anyone getting hurt. I can help. Please, let me help.'

"'We don't need your help Geisha. Leave.' The man with the katana spit coldly. It was the first time anyone spoke to me that way. It shocked me, because of its rudeness and indifference. Of course I didn't show it. I lowered my head like always.

"The other man was Vlad. It was the first time I ever saw a man from outside Japan. He immediately caught my eye. He was beautiful, tall and elegant. He had his arms crossed and looked at me with interest. I guess I caught his eye too. He was wearing occidental clothes which were strange to me because I'd never seen them. Riding pants, leather boots and a long jacket.

"'You would do well to listen to the girl, Kobayakawa.' He said with his deep voice, still looking at me. His Japanese was horrible; and still is, by the way. 'She is right. Anyway you're not worth it. I'm walking away and if you are wise you will do the same.' He walked to me and showed me his hand. 'Madame.' He said. I bowed and when straightening I took his offered hand.

"He allowed me to lead him to the celebration, for he was one of the guests. All the time he kept looking at me with those red eyes of his, interested and intrigued. I was afraid, but of course I couldn't show it. I do believe nevertheless that he smelled it on me. But if he did, he acted as a perfect gentleman.

"Over the next few nights Vlad managed to appear wherever I was going. He turned into a constant presence in my life, always as a guest in the parties and reunions I went. I must say I was starting to like it. Vlad had this air so different to everything I was used to, he was so well educated, so distinguished in his own particular way. And he had this hypnotizing almost liquid grace he still haves. And I so enjoyed his conversations! He treated me different from the Japanese men. He cared. He worried. I wasn't the nice puppet set at his pleasures. I was a woman, a living being.

"Unfortunely Vlad had his enemies watching him closely. He was aware of it, of course. I suppose he underestimated them. He surely didn't expect what happened. But they were well organised.

"They requested me on the morning, in daylight, so Vlad couldn't stop them. I walked in a room in the Tea House and it was dark and seemed empty. I felt confused. Maybe the girl that had leaded my way had got the wrong room. Then I felt my hair being pulled back and I screamed as I was obligated to lean backwards so the one that caught me wouldn't rip my head off. In between the tears of pain I saw a man looking at me with pure anger.

"'The vampire's whore is alone today, huh?' he asked. I tried to tell him I didn't know what he was talking about. But when I tried to speak he backhanded me across the face. I fell to the floor screaming in pain and feeling the metallic taste of blood in my mouth. 'Geishas only speak when spoken to, right? I did not speak to you.' Next another man popped out of the darkness and lifted me up. They tied my hands behind my back and closed my mouth with something. Then they took me out the back. And then I fainted.

"When I woke up it was getting darker. I was lying in the cold stone floor of some building, shivering. It was dark and the only window had iron bars. I was freezing. My entire head was aching and my left cheek was painfully swelled not only because of the punch but too because of the cut I had in my mouth. No one had ever hurt me on purpose before. I was as scared and pained as shocked and that only made it worse.

"Then they came looking for me. They grabbed me painfully by my arms and took me to a room where they sat me on a chair and tied me to it. They didn't have any questions to ask me. They had all the information they needed. Or at least that's what they thought. They seemed to believe I was Vlad's lover. I tried to explain I was only a Geisha, that I was still a virgin and had no personal relations with the foreigner but they wouldn't listen. For what I could tell, they expected Vlad to go get me there, and get killed by them in the process.

"Then one of them went into the next room and I saw the exit door. The door to the street. I thought there was no way Vlad would ever find me. I was on my own, I had to save myself. I remembered all the things my father had taught me on personal defence before I left to the Okiya. I formed a plan. It was far from perfect and had fewer chances to succeed than to fail horribly, but it was what I had.

"I had counted four men there with me. Two in the same room where I was, one in the next, where the door was, and one God knows and cares where. I could take the nearest with my strength and make a run for it. If I had the surprise element, which I did, because, after all, who would think a Geisha knows some kendo? Fortunately none of them were armed.

"'Can I go to the bathroom?' I asked innocently, using my best talents to win the man in front of me.

"'No.'

"'Please. I promise I won't try anything. And even then, what could I try with such strong men?'

"'No.'

"I panicked. Then I thought of the only thing I had left he would be interested in.

"'Don't you want to make sure I'm a virgin?'

"I got him there. He looked at me, toe to top, studying my state and my beauty. Finally his eyes turned lustful.

"'Very well. I'll walk you then, Geisha. But beware; I will kill you first attempt on anything, you hear me?'

"'Yes sir.' I said sheepishly.

"He rounded me and untied my hands. I waited a few seconds because he was alert to a movement right away. I stood and looked at him, almost smiling. He relaxed. Then I raised my fist and punched right in the face with all my strength that was not small, after months of wearing the kimono and all its accessories, such as the obi that can be 4 meters long.

"While the other man tried to react, I ran to the door and snapped it open. Then I ran to the street door. I hadn't thought that It might have been closed… but thank goodness it wasn't. I opened it and ran to the street. I had opened my kimono and without my shoes I was doing well, running fast. But just when I thought I was making it I felt a huge weight on my back and fell to my chest. I tried to scream when I realised it was a man, but I was having trouble breathing and only managed to squeak.

"I fought with him. I hit him with my fists as hard as I could. The fight must have last around a minute. Then I saw him bring out his wakizashi, and caught a gaze of his eyes. He was furious. Angered beyond rational thinking. I saw the moon on the blade and knew for sure I was going to die there.

"He stabbed me once in the left side of the abdomen. A great part of the impact of the irrational strength was taken by all the kimonos I was wearing under the principal one, and the obi. It didn't go in too deep, but it caused a lot of damage when he moved it inside me. I couldn't do anything against it, trapped as I was under him. All I could do was cry in pain.

"But then the man was grabbed by behind and tossed against the near wall with unnatural powers. I literally heard his bones cracking on the impact. I hope he died instantly. Then strong arms held me and I looked up to see Vlad's red eyes staring at my wound. The kimono was quickly soaking on my blood. Vlad hold me stronger, close to his chest, stroking my head. I believe he was divided between rage and pain, and didn't know what to do. I felt a pain beyond my imagination, and he wanted to help me, but the men that had taken me from him were already over us.

"Vlad chose to save me and come back later to get them. He stood, with me in his arms, and made a way for himself God knows how. I only remember fragments of everything. Vlad tried to move as smoothly as he could so he wouldn't cause me pain but he had to move if he wanted to take me away from them.

"Then I remember waking up when he was still. I didn't know where we were but I wasn't looking around. He still held me firmly. He leaned to me caressing my face, and I noticed his hands were trembling.

"'The wound… its worse that I thought.' He told me, desperate. 'I don't think any doctor can save you, Hatsumono. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.'

"I tried to smile. I guess I made it and it must have been a very sad smile, 'cause his eyes filled with blood tears. Only then he shifted me in his arms and looked at me very seriously.

"'I can help you, Hatsumono. But you must know the truth before. I'm a vampire. It's true. Everything they told you is true. I feed on human blood to maintain my existence. I hunt. I kill. I'm a monster. But I love you. More than anything I…this is my fault!' I saw the anger in his eyes. I was getting weaker and he didn't know what to do. He closed his eyes and found his words, somehow. 'I can give you a second life. I can take you with me. An everlasting life, a life with no disease, with no natural death. It's what I have that I can give to remake my awful mistake. I…'

"I put my hand over his mouth. I needed him to stay quiet for a minute so I could gain my breath and speak myself. Of course I didn't know he could hear me unnaturally well. I asked him if I would be with him. He said we would be together forever.

"I didn't give it that much thought. I was dying. I didn't love my life as a Geisha because I felt like someone else's toy. I still wasn't scared by it and had my hair. And we loved each other. You all know how someone is turned into vampirism, I don't need to explain you that.

"And that's the story."

Everyone stood quite for a long minute. Kazuhiko caressed Niko's hand under the table, giving her support he sensed she needed. Both Walter and Seras were speechless. The story had moved them deeply.

Gingetsu followed the hallway easily. Evidently his sense of direction was much better than Kazuhiko's. He found his way to the sublevels in less than five minutes. As he walked the corridor down to where he had been told agent's Victoria's room was, he saw Alucard leaning against the wall, arms crossed, head down. He was standing right next to her door, so they couldn't see him. He walked passed him, watching his closed eyes and his sad appearance.

"Gingetsu." Kazuhiko looked at him smiling. "Wow. I didn't expect to see you again tonight. What's new?"

"What's new is that we are to stay in the manor under watch because she seems to have a problem with the Queen keeping information from her."

Kazuhiko frowned at the sudden outburst. If Sir Hellsing was able to put Gingetsu in that mood when he couldn't – and he could be really, really annoying – she was his new idol. Gingetsu was absolutely expressionless.

"I take it that's not the official reason." Kazuhiko replied trying not to smile.

"We are invited to stay in the manor as a show of politeness and cooperation." Gingetsu growled dangerously. Kazuhiko wisely decided not to push his temper. He was armed.

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() Take this little fact and store it. It'll prove important later on.

I didn't mean to do it so long! Sorry. Well, if you actually finished reading it, feel free to review.

Thousand thanks to my editor and to Ishtar Darkness for being my first reviewer (That was really nice of you to say, I'll try to keep up the good work)!

Namariel out!