Inuyasha watched as the sun discolored the clear, dark sky with streaks of pink and other hues of pastel colors that ranged from deep purples to a rich orange, all colors that marked the coming of morning with blatant eyes. He watched the sun rise in this manner most days. While the humans slept away the early morning hours he would awaken and find his way here.
Balancing on the thick railing that surrounded the small patio, he watched the morning sun grow in power on the horizon with a new gleam in his golden orbs.
This would be one of the last days that he sat here, in this building. Soon he would embark on a new adventure. One that would eventually lead to the Shikon No Tama in his possession.
And that was what he had been waiting for hungrily for so long. The jewel would have the same effect on him as the rising sun did to the world under it now. He would grow in power. He would finally be strong.
It wasn't like he would miss staying here. The place brought back too many memories for his taste, anyway. Tokyo in all was another thing he wouldn't mind leaving. Plenty of memories he'd rather forget here also. But that was good. If they were going to pull this off, they didn't need any sentimental emotions holding them back.
He knew Miroku and Sango wouldn't have any, and according to Kagome's tale, she and her little brat wouldn't have anything here they would miss either.
Perfect. That's how his plan was going. Perfect. He couldn't have asked for a better person to play the role of Kagome Higarashi. It was even better that she believed it herself. With a scowl he had to admit it was a bit freakish that she resembled the lost Higarashi girl so. She really did look remarkably like one of the royal family. . .
For a moment he allowed himself to remember walking the halls of the old Higarashi home. Back when it was still thriving with people and beauty. He had been a bit younger then, and terribly foolish. With no one to control him he didn't have to answer to anyone. That's what he had thought, even though he clearly remembered getting harshly scolded by one of the higher staff members at least once a day.
But the emperor always looked the other way, even when he had purposely tried to tick the man off. The old jack ass pitied him. And that's what Inuyasha hated. He needed no one's pity! But still, even the small act of kindness made it impossible for the hanyou to hate him. And eventually his rebelling abated to pulling small, harmless stunts (Such as putting hordes of frogs eggs near the royal's chambers so that they all got a nice surprise when the eggs matured to frogs, or slipping laxatives in the tea the staff was served every day). And those were only so people wouldn't think he'd gone soft and lost his touch.
. . .Especially when he met the emperors oldest daughter, Kikyo. Inuyasha immediately shook his head, sending his pure colored hair into a wild dance, as though the very motion would clear the unwanted thoughts from his mind. He wouldn't allow himself reminiscence about such petty things. He pushed down feelings and awkward emotions he had once thought dead. Now, back to his original thoughts.
All those were just a bunch of random coincidences, right?
Kagome couldn't actually be a Higarashi. Everyone knew that the girl died (everyone that had Higarashi blood flowing through their vain's died) and her lonely, grieving mother was just grabbing onto foolish gossip bred in the towns when business was slow and their was nothing much else to do but make up lies about what could have happened. He crossed his arms over the Tetsusaiga and used the wall for support so he could lean back while he watched the few remaining stars fade into daylight.
Maybe it for the best that Kagome actually believed herself to be a Higarashi. It would be of mutual benefit to both the girl and the unfortunate empress. She hadn't been a bad person, quite the opposite in fact.
Not that he cared if either of the humans found happiness. It was of no concern to him. He yawned brashly and tucked his arms behind his head, leaving the Tetsusaiga to balance on his chest
The sun was now rising higher in the sky, and it leant it's warmth to him. Through lidded eyes he watched the city underneath him gradually come to life as the day started. Inuyasha vaguely wondered if the humans would be up soon. Would any of them feel like cooking?
He was starting to get hungry. . .As soft foot steps made themselves known to his keen hearing he knew he had called it right.
An annoyingly bright light was shining in her face, making sleep an unreachable object of desire. Deciding against rolling over and attempting to ignore the light so she could grab a few more winks, Kagome sat up slowly, careful not to awaken Shippo, whom was curled up in a warm little ball by her side.
Maneuvering her way off the couch she had fallen asleep on by mistake, she did her best not to disturb Sango. The brown headed girl had fallen asleep on the couch also, laying opposite of Kagome and Shippo. Without much difficulty she made it off the large, comfortable sofa that had made a more then suitable bed for the three of them.
Yawning away the last cobwebs of sleep Kagome glanced around the room, stretching her arms high above her head as she did so. She managed to spot an elegant clock placed in the back. Reading the clock, which used strange roman numerals, she made out that it was around eight. Not very accurate, but the clock was pretty to look at.
Kagome lowered her arms to her head and combed out her raven locks with her fingernails, whilst doing a check up on the rest of the room. Miroku was asleep on the other couch, laying on his back he looked rather sage with his arms resting across his chest. She smiled slightly at the peaceful atmosphere.
It was missing one thing, though. The person that would shatter the peaceful scenery the way dropping china cups from a thirteen story building would.
She distinctly remembered seeing the infuriating boy seated on the floor in front of Miroku, using the couch as a back rest. He should have still been there, either that or sprawled out on the floor in front of the couch. Kagome peeked under the table briefly to confirm her theory.
"Nope." She whispered softly to herself.
For lack of nothing else to do she left the room in search of the dog demon.
Stepping out into those large, beautiful (Yet very dusty, because she sneezed three times. And she seriously doubted someone was talking about her.), seemingly endless hallways she was hit again with a strange sense of familiarity.
She remembered Sango saying that this house had once been home to the whole Higarashi family. If she really was the Kagome. . . That would mean she had grown up here.
For a moment she stopped to imagine the way this place had once been. The halls filled with all sorts of interesting people, the floors cleaned till they shone, braziers warming the whole house, sending a pleasant roasted smell throughout the house for everyone to enjoy. She imagined the way everything must have looked when it was new and cared for.
It was surprisingly easy and extremely amusing. Kagome continued walking again, this time going through the house and pretending everything was the way it had been once upon a time. She smiled as paintings became vivid and beautiful once more, and the walls changed from dusty, and blank to immaculate. The sweet smell of incense drifted down the halls, only to be covered by nice smells coming from the kitchen.
The columns and the magnificent carvings placed throughout the house were dusted off and returned to former glory. Kagome quickly saw how wonderful this place must have been. She pictured herself as a small girl again and watched her imaginary self play amongst the columns, perhaps stopping to slide down the banisters a few times.
A broad smile locked onto her face as she pictured her mother - no she couldn't do this right if she didn't know her mothers face. She quickly searched out and spotted a picture of the emperor and empress. They both had dark black hair like hers, only her mothers hair hinted towards more of a brown.
Her mothers eyes were like hers, being a rich brown color that resembled melted chocolate, while her fathers eyes were an unadulterated black. She leaned closer so she could study their faces. The emperors face held firm unforgiving characteristics. He looked like someone you wouldn't want to cross unless you were armed with heavy artillery, that was until you saw his eyes.
His eyes were warm and kind and his proud smile reached them. Kagome guessed that on a bad day without a smile he could sure look intimidating. But she guessed that was a good thing since she didn't think the emperor of all Japan could afford to act or look like a pansy.
Her mothers face just held kindness and warmth. Even though she tried she just couldn't imagine a look of anger or any ill word or emotion coming from that woman. She ran her hand lightly over the people in the picture. She had waited nearly all her life to look into the face of her parents. And now she was, wasn't she?
The thought brought unshed tears to her eyes, even though on the inside she felt a strange sense of peace.
"I finally find out who my family is and most of them are dead." She spoke to no one in particular. It dampened her spirits a bit but her family had been dead to her for as long as she could remember, so knowing that she at least had a mother out there made her deliriously happy.
Filled with a new determination to be reunited with her family she resumed walking, glancing at all the pictures decorating the walls.
'Oh, wow. That's right I must of had siblings!'
Kagome thought as she found a photo with all three Higarashi children in it. The youngest girl must have been her. A slightly older girl of about three years was standing in the picture between Kagome and a little boy that looked to be seven or eight. She resembled them as well. Especially the girl that could have been her older sister. The only big difference was that even though the girl in the picture was younger then Kagome was now, her hair was much longer, and Kagome she couldn't ever hope to match the maturity in the girl's unwavering gaze. Or her stoic beauty.
Other then that the only real difference was that the girl and Kagome had different shaped eyes. While Kagome's eyes were wide and open to everything the world had to offer, the girl's eyes were slanted, nearly almond shaped and they held a kind of coldness that Kagome just didn't possess.
She pulled herself away from the pictures only when she remembered her original mission. Running her hand gently along all the pictures as she passed them, she turned the corner and noticed a roofless paved area, adjoining the house. It was a delightful little thing to look at.
Even better that Inuyasha was seated quite comfortably on the black railing. Kagome wouldn't have thought the boy knew she was here if his odd little doggy ears hadn't been trained on her. She felt self conscious for a moment as she realized that someone had extra trained senses locked on her.
Kagome walked slowly up to the patio and pulled herself up onto the railing on the other side of the patio. Although she chose to sit sideways instead of forward like Inuyasha managed to do. She didn't think she had enough balance to pull that off.
Offering a smile she greeted him. "Good morning, Inuyasha."
He merely nodded his head in acknowledgment. Kagome was only slightly put off by his less then enthusiastic greeting. She had promised herself she would make friends with this guy, even if it killed her. And falling from this height might do the trick. The building, while being large enough to remain a single story house, was two. A very high two. From the buildings position on a hill she could see a decent view of the town.
"I guess you're a morning person, then." Kagome gave polite conversation another try.
Inuyasha yawned, showing off abnormally sharp teeth, "Not really." He muttered.
Kagome gave up for the moment and turned to take in the view. The majority of the sky was its normal blue hue now, but a few rebelling streaks of pink and orange refused to fade away. It was all beautiful. More beautiful then any house could ever hope to be.
At this height the sun warmed her but she could still feel the bite of winter in the air, although it wasn't as bad today. Now that she looked for it, hardly any snow was left on the ground and roofs of buildings.
"Looks like spring is finally showing signs of getting closer." Kagome pointed out to him brightly.
"Yep."
"You're not much of a talker are you?"
"Nope."
Kagome sighed and decided to let it go. If he didn't want to talk that was fine. She hated it herself when people tried to provoke her to talk when she didn't feel like it. Since she knew how annoying it was she wouldn't put Inuyasha through the same aggravating process more then she already had.
Content just to enjoy this bit of peace and good weather she assured her place by holding onto the railing with both hands. Turning her gaze back to the city she watched a few select people below go about their day. . .
Inuyasha eyed the girl curiously after a few moments of silence. Her behavior was very strange. One moment she was trying to get speech out of him, and the next she just seemed to accept it and move on. Was she going to say more? But - no. She seemed happy enough to just sit there. He wondered what she was looking at.
He tried to follow her gaze, but saw nothing of particular interest. Why was she so happy all the damn time?
Realizing he was starring he quickly turned away, deciding to savor the moment, he was rather content himself to sit in silence.
Kagome watched with avid interest as a woman with shoulder length brown hair threw an assortment of mens clothing off her balcony and down to an angry guy below.
Lovers spat? Apparently it was more then that because the items evolved to heavier things, such as guitars, and a television set. Although she couldn't hear the argument, she guessed it was quite intense by the antics of the man below and the steamed woman above. That and mothers with small children were veering clear of anyplace near the couple.
Kagome turned her head toward Inuyasha, wondering if he were watching the same spectacle. Forgetting her words as she watched him, she noted that her earlier comment about the weather was obsolete seeing that Inuyasha wore a short sleeved shirt. With his demon blood he probably couldn't even feel what little chill there was in the air.
Lucky, she thought. She went on further, examining him closer. He had strong looking arms, she noticed. Although they weren't overly muscled, they hinted subtly at strength.
She guessed that the rest of him did as well. His lean figure was stretched out and perfectly balanced. Another demon advantage she guessed. His sword caught her attention. Not many people she knew walked around with swords, but he never seemed to go without the Tetsusaiga. And their was the whole naming thing, perhaps it had sentimental value?
His ears twitched, drawing her attention away from the thought of the sword falling and Inuyasha diving off the patio to retrieve it.
Again she beat down the urge to fondle his ears. That was just something you didn't do to a person.
From the distance she admired his hair again, this time in more detail. It was very thick. Starting from the ears and going down the silver-white mass erupted into bangs as rebellious as his nature, from there, long forelocks grew to about his shoulders. The rest simply spilled and pooled down his back.
In the morning light he looked really cool, she had to admit. You saw people with looks like Inuyasha only once in a life time. He was certainly unique. Strangely, out of all his abnormalties his eyes took the prize.
His soulful eyes reminded Kagome of the orange streak in the sky, just as the rich orange color ended and went on to a pink hue there was a soft golden color that you could easily miss right between. But if you chanced to see it, it was amazing.
Like liquid amber. Without warning those incredibly intense eyes locked with hers.
"Do you always stare at people when you think they aren't paying attention?"
Only slightly taken aback because his cocky tone miffed her off enough to regain composure, she replied hotly, "Usually."
Inuyasha had expected her to blush or get flustered and embarrassed and start rambling off some lame excuse, but no, this girl just had to keep surprising him. She answered him without hesitation and turned cooly back to whatever she had been watching before she had taken interest in him.
He quirked an eyebrow at her. She caught the subtle motion and quirked one right back. Battle of wills, test of skills.
He scowled and hopped down from his post. "I'm hungry." He stated, and walked back inside, intent on raiding the kitchen.
Kagome blinked a few times and then slowly said, "Me too." She hopped down as well and followed the handsome dog demon to the kitchens, relying on him completely to not get her lost.
"What do you guys have to eat here?" Kagome asked as she glanced around the seemingly empty kitchen.
"Ramen." He answered simply.
"Anything else?" She asked opening a cabinet.
"Probably not."
"You know, I just love our conversations." She sneezed.
"Sarcastic wench." He muttered under his breath.
"What was that!"
"Nothing, princess." He smirked wryly at her.
She frowned at him, but studied his smile, however dry humored it was.
"Ramen it is then."
Inuyasha conjured up multiple packs of Top Ramen from the cabinets that had spared Kagome nothing. He tossed them onto the counter and proceeded to take a seat at the table. He personalized his posture by clasping his hands behind his head and propping his feet up on the table so that he balanced on the back legs of his chair, arms crossed, eyes closed.
Kagome stuck her tongue out at him as she raked the drawers and cabinets for a pot. A pot she desperately wanted to throw at Inuyasha's head. She decided against the rather violent urge and filled the container with water instead. She placed it on the oven and turned the knob to High.
Nothing to do but wait. She pulled herself up onto the counter and swung her feet as she watched the completely relaxed demon balancing in the chair. Wasn't she supposed to be the one with a royal heritage? And look at him there, expecting her to feed him. She smiled wickedly, well she didn't think so.
When the water began to boil noisily she hopped down and added the ramen to her concoction. Waiting again. . .
"Hey, Inuyasha."
"Yes, princess."
"What were you thinking about?"
"What?"
He looked up at her briefly with a baffled expression.
"You seemed really deep in thought while we were outside."
"Yeah, so?"
"What were you thinking about?"
He blinked at her. Did she really expect him to be truthful? Yeah, Kagome I was just thinking about how we were going to brain wash you into thinking you're a Higarashi, so I can get the Shikon all for myself. You annoy me and Shippo is a bastard. Care to share your thoughts?
"Not much."
"Oh." She said softly as she stirred the ramen.
"I was wondering... Why are you Sango, and Miroku going to help me get to my... my mother? No offence but I doubt your all doing it out of the goodness of your hearts, do you guys need the reward money or something?"
What? Could she read his mind or something?
"Yeah, Sango and Miroku could use the money... You remember that demon that attacked your old man and the rest of your family? Well, Sango and Miroku's parents job was to protect your family. They died doing just that. So, the money will help them a lot."
Kagome shot him a horrified look. "That's horrible." She said taking a moment to think about Sango and Miroku. They must feel awful. She felt hot tears build up behind her eyes. She never would have guessed! They both seemed so strong. But then again she should have know something odd was up when a couple of teens were living in an abandoned building. . .
"Yeah, princess, it is." He said closing his eyes once more.
That nick name was getting awfully annoying.
"Well, I hope the money helps them a lot. What about you?"
"What about me?"
"Is their something you want? What's your story, why are you here, where are your parents?
"I'll be happy with the Shikon. I don't share my story at story time, I have no where else to be at the moment, and my parents have been dead for years."
"I'm so sorry to hear that. About your parents, I mean."
"Don't be."
Kagome watched him out of the corner of her eye. Did nothing faze this guy?
Sango awoke to Shippo kicking violently in his sleep. As amusing as it was to watch the small kitsune try to pull off martial arts moves in his sleep, she decided to wake him up before he injured himself.
"Good morning Shippo."
The kit sat up rubbing his eyes blearily. "What time izzit?" he mumbled still partially asleep.
"I don't know... Hey, where's Kagome?"
Shippo looked to the spot Kagome had been in when he fell sleep. "I dunno." He glanced around the whole room. "Dog boy is gone too." He noticed.
"That can't be good." Sango smiled lightly, wondering what techniques of torture the two were inflicting upon the other.
"Indeed." Miroku agreed, awake thanks to the pairs loud conversation.
"Perhaps we should go look for them."
Shippo giggled. "Quick. Before the house collapses."
Busy with the hassle of pouring the access water out of the now edible noodles, Kagome eyed Inuyasha. Since he was balancing on just the back legs of his chair, it would be awfully easy to accidently nudge the chair with her toe.
He deserved it. And it was just waiting to happen. He was practically asking for it. Pouring the hot noodles into two separate bowls(She had decided to share after all)she had found after many false leads, thanks to Inuyasha's sick sense of humor, she grabbed to pair of chop sticks and padded over to the table.
When she passed the dog demon she, nonchalantly, kicked the chair out from under him. He fell backwards with a yelp and rolled into a back flip when he hit the floor. Kagome just pretended like she didn't notice the small spectacle that could have passed for a circus act and set bowls down.
Only then did she turn to Inuyasha with a perfectly innocent expression. "My, what ever are you doing, Inuyasha?"
She could see his barely contained fury flash in his golden eyes as he seemed to shake. It seemed self control costed him. A lot. However, he managed to lower his hands to his sides, although he continued to flex them. With his ears pressed painfully tight to his skull he smiled at her. Well, it was more of a smirk/grimace really. His eyes suddenly looked very intimidating as his bleached bangs shadowed them.
"You'll have to forgive me, princess. It seems I lost my balance." his tone was suspiciously quiet. She could kind of hear a subliminal message in his words. Something along the lines of "You've done it now. The game is on, princess. All's fair in love and war."
"It seems that way." Kagome said as she laid his chopsticks sideways across the bowl that was meant for him. Why did she feel like she had just sealed her fate, licked envelope and all?
She took a seat and crossed her legs. Smiling innocently at him as she batted her eyelashes in a mock manner before twirling the noodles with her chopsticks and sliding them into her mouth.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes heavenward and sat across from her. Using the chopsticks to shovel the ramen into his mouth, he made a smaller plan in the back of his mind. It seemed he hadn't given this girl enough credit. She was going to make things plenty interesting.
When Sango and Miroku walked into the kitchen, with Shippo perched on Miroku's shoulder, they expected to find the kitchen in the same state one would find the aftermath of a war. To their eminent surprise it was in good order. And Inuyasha and Kagome were eating breakfast across from each other, minus the blood and wounds they all expected to find.
"We have just entered the twilight zone." Sango whispered to Miroku as they stood in shock in the door way.
Miroku hummed the first few bars of the Twilight zone theme song.
"Come on you guys, there's plenty ramen. We can't eat it all ourselves." Kagome saluted them with her chopsticks.
"Yes we can." Inuyasha mumbled into his third bowl of ramen.
"You made it Kagome?" Shippo asked precariously.
"Yes, and it's not going to make anyone sick this time."
Inuyasha immediately began coughing and sputtering. HE gave his noodles a good once over looking for anything suspicious.
"Oh, stop that. It's fine." She scolded putting some into her mouth to justify her statement.
Sango and Miroku shrugged and went to fetch a bowl for themselves as well as Shippo. Once everyone was seated together Miroku cleared his throat.
"Everyone pack their belongings into portable devices, we'll be leaving this afternoon." He tentatively placed some of the noodles into his mouth.
The announcement startled everyone.
"We're leaving today?" Sango asked after swallowing her noodles hard.
"If we don't want our tickets to expire."
"Tickets?" Everyone but Miroku asked in unison.
"When did you find the time to get tickets and what and where are they for?"
"After a little digging I planned out our route to Sapporo, which you all know is where the empress has chosen to live. So, we'll take a bus, a train, a boat, and were off to reunite Kagome with her mother. The tickets are for the train which we will get to by bus. Then from the train to the boat. You know these noodles aren't half bad." Miroku explained as if it were as simple as taking a breath.
"A boat!" Kagome exclaimed clapping her hands together.
"How did you pull this all off, Miroku?" Inuyasha glowered, not trusting something in his "plan"
"A magician never reveals his secrets, Inuyasha."
Sango and Kagome watched with indifrance as Inuyasha jumped the table so he could pull Miroku to the ground and force him into a headlock.
"He never ceases to amaze me..." Sango muttered, returning to her breakfast.
"I think this is going to be a lot of fun! Don't you Sango-chan? I've never been on a boat before" Kagome asked smiling, partially off in la la land.
"I'm sure with our party it will be fun even if we don't want it to." This was said in a sarcastic tone.
"I guess we'll just have to trust Miroku with this one. Would you care to help me pack? Afterwards we can go buy you some things that you need. Remind me to ask Mirokuwhen we need to be at the bus stop when Inuyasha is done pummeling him." Sango finished off her noodles and set the bowls in the sink.
"I can't allow you guys to do all that! Can you afford it?"
Sango smiled at Kagome and reassured her. "We can't afford not to get you some necessities. Besides, it won't be much." She lowered her voice to a whisper, "And if we do run lower then we can stand, we can just pawn some stuff that's been laying around here for years." Sango laughed Kagome's startled expression. "Anyways, I can tell you really don't want to pass up shopping. No matter how polite you are."
Kagome smiled guiltily. "Is that really so wrong?"
Sango laughed, a true laugh. "Absolutely not."
Kagura glared into the darkness as she walked down the ominous halls of Naraku's domain. He fury at Naraku still burned deep within her. How she hated that man!
Her earrings clinked in rhythm with each purposeful stride she took. She had to start putting a plan together. She needed to find a way to kill Kagome Higarashi that wouldn't attract attention to her, not to mention the girls traveling companions would be able to interfere.
Kagura turned a corner and nearly jumped back when she saw Kanna, her 'older' sister standing there, a ivory mirror clasped to her chest. Kanna had white hair, and pale skin that matched the white of her clothing. She looked creepy in a major way standing amongst the darkness of Naraku's living conditions.
Kagura quickly regained her battered composure. "What is it, Kanna?"
"This might be of some help." She said in a soft feminine voice barely above a whisper. Kanna slowly pushed her mirror that had been pressed close to her away from her body.
Kagura could see her reflection in the circular mirror.
"What will that help with? My makeup?"
Wordlessly Kanna just walked closer, her unfeeling expression never leaving her pale face. Kagura watched with genuine interest as her refection started to shift in the mirror. It was replaced with two teenaged girls window shopping down the crowded streets of Tokyo, each sipping on a cup of coffee as they pointed out various things in the multiple shop windows. They looked like they were having fun.
"Now, that is useful." Kagura stated with a wickedly enticing smile. "Come, Kanna. We have much to do."
A/N.
Pore Kagome. Won't she be surprised when her lovely little trip starts to blow? I just realized something a little while ago. I killed off Souta! I'm a horrible person! You should all review and chew me out for killing a innocent little boy.
This was a particular long chapter (13 pages) and that leads me to this: Do you all enjoy reading long chapters? Or should I try and make them shorter?
Their will be the same amount of chapters either way (Probably) So I wasn't really sure if it mattered. Longer chapters mean longer updating periods but more detail and such, while shorter chapters will lead to quicker updates but the fic might not be up to par. . .
(Next Chapter is when things are really going to pick up, and the plot will be slowly introduced more! So I need all the reviews I can get to inspire me, alright? I'm telling you. I'm a lazy butt munch. So if I don't get any response from you brilliant people I won't bother to write )
Anyways! Enough technical stuff. I would like to thank my lovely, lovely reviewers (All of which deserve a cookie!)
Demonchic39:
I am honestly thrilled that you like my fic so much. Your reviews are so energetic they really make me feel like writing. Thank you so much! I hope you continue to review. (And yes. Having Sango and Miroku brake out into song would emotionally scar Kagome for life, let's not do that, shall we?) I hope you enjoyed chapter three!
Inuhihe27:
I'm absolutely flattered you think so highly of Fragment. I hope chapter three didn't disappoint you. Thanks a bunch for reviewing!
M3GGO:
Yes, that's much better (ha-ha!) I hope you like this chapter as much as you did the last one! I'm glad that you continued to review, thanks a lot!
SilverFluffySesshoTail:
Thanks Chica, it means a lot to me that you reviewed. Well, chapter three is out and I seriously hope it doesn't bite and let everyone down. It could happen you know? I'll see ya soon Thanks for reviewing.
Now for those of you who haven't reviewed, please do so! I appreciate you reading but if you don't review (Meany!) You won't get another word out of me. (I know, I know. Not a valid threat TT)
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