**Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or the quote below. I just own Sintary ^^ Also I do not own the other OC Kokuro. He's my friend's.

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"I know that I'm running out of time

(I want it all, mmm, mmm)

And I'm wishing they'd stop tryna turn me off

I want it all, mmm, mmm

And I'm walking on a wire, trying to go higher

Feels like I'm surrounded by clowns and liars

Even when I get it all the way

(I want it all, mmm, mmm)

We can get 'em running, running, running

Just like fire, burning out the way

fucking up the world up for just one day

Watch this madness, colorful charade

No one can be just like me any way

Just like magic, I'll be flying free

I'mma disappear when they come for me

I kick that ceiling, what you gonna say?

No one can be just like me any way

Just like fire, uh"

-P!nk, Just Like Fire

After the horrible week the team had experienced, Sintary did not expect to be woken up this way. She had been laying on her back comfortably when her senses picked up her lover entering her home unannounced. She figured he would curl up next to her, or brew tea while he waited for to wake. She didn't think he would crawl (Kami she wished she could have seen that) on top of her and start leaving butterfly kisses all over her face.

Sintary moaned tiredly when she felt his hot lips cover her sweet spot. She pressed her soft breasts against his firm chest, arching her back in response and to stretch. Her sleepy blue eyes slowly opened as she lazily smiled at the man on top of her.

"What a pleasant way to wake up," Sintary said softly.

Itachi gently felt her up. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." He replied distantly as he gazed down at the beauty in front of him.

Sintary narrowed her eyes slightly, observing her boyfriend. "Is everything okay, Itachi? You act as if something is wrong…"

"Sintary," Itachi started, "the man I viewed as my older brother just committed suicide…" And he was instructed to annihilate his enter clan in order to prevent another war.

"I understand, Itachi… I'm sorry. It's just… I felt there may be something else bothering you." Sintary said quietly, feeling bad now.

"I was given a mission that does not sit well with me," Itachi said vaguely.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Sintary offered.

Itachi shook his head. "It's classified… I cannot speak of it."

Sintary slowly nodded and sighed. She placed a hand on her troubled love's cheek. "I'm here for you, Itachi."

It was Itachi's turn to slowly nod. "I know," he replied and lied, "I am here for you."

When Danzo told him he would have to kill his clansmen to save the village, Itachi felt like he had been stabbed in the heart. Lying and deceiving Sintary was twisting the knife ever so slowly. Itachi was distancing himself from everyone else, but he couldn't for Sintary. He couldn't stay away from her. He had been given a week to prepare for the mission, and every second he planned on spending with Sintary. Every day would be about her, and Itachi would show her just how much he truly loved her.

That would be his goodbye to her.

"What would you like for breakfast?" Itachi asked her gently.

"You," Sintary said with a small smirk trying to lighten the sad mood.

Itachi gave a small smile in return. "Something to eat."

Sintary loved the way the smile, though small, lit up her beloved face. She thrived to make him happy. "How about a fruit salad?" Sintary suggested.

Itachi rose a graceful eyebrow. "Do you even have fresh fruit?" He inquired.

Sintary smiled sheepishly. "Nope, but the restaurant down the street does!"

He gave a small nod at that. "Do you have any food in your fridge?"

Sintary laughed nervously. "No… I… I haven't had a chance to stock up… plus your mother usually does the cooking."

Again, Itachi only gave a small nod to that. "After breakfast we should get you stock up on food." He said knowing she was probably going to be off leave for a much longer time than these two weeks.

Sintary nodded. "Sounds good to me, let me just get ready." Sintary told him and kissed him gently before getting out of her bed and heading to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, the two were seated at the quiet little restaurant for breakfast. They ordered their fruit salads and ate quietly. After the filling breakfast, the couple went to the markets to pick out food for the week.

"We sure are getting a lot of food, 'tachi." Sintary commented. "You moving in?"

"I was planning on spending the week at your place, if it's alright." Itachi told her honestly.

Sintary nodded. "Of course it's already. Any particular reason…?"

"Clan woes." Itachi said shortly.

The kunoichi stayed quiet after that. There seemed to be a lot of 'clan woes' lately. She knew they all affected Itachi since he was the heir, but she knew Itachi didn't care for the title. He'd be the next Patriarch for the good of the clan and start making headway for changes. She knew he'd make a great leader – maybe he could even be the next Hokage. Itachi always loved the village and worked diligently in its best interest. But for now, the way the clan worked infuriated her beloved, leaving him to seek other activities while the storm blew over.

"Ready to go back?" Itachi asked pulling her from her thoughts.

Sintary nodded. "I think we have everything we need for the week – or even a few." Sintary laughed.

Itachi smiled softly down at her. Oh how he loved her laugh… and oh how he'll miss it. Itachi shook his head slightly. He'd have time to think about all that later. He need to, for once, live in the moment.

They headed back to her place and easily put everything away.

"I don't think I've ever seen my kitchen so full with food." Sintary commented looking at the full cabinets.

"We're hardly around enough for things to stay fresh." Itachi reminded her.

"Which is why we usually go to your place for food, and why I don't get food." She pointed out.

"While that's true, how are you supposed to become a better cook when you're home if you don't have any food?" He asked her.

Sintary pondered that for a minute. "Well, I'll have plenty of time to practice when we can finally settle down."

Itachi walked forward with her knowing they would never settle down together. "Why wait? Let me teach you some of mother's recipes."

Sintary blinked and slowly nodded. "Sure. That sounds like fun." She said.

The couple headed home and put the food away. Itachi soon got something to write on and with so he could write the recipes down for her. He wrote down quite a few; all easy to follow and direct. He knew if he wrote it this way, she'd be able to master the recipes.

Once he finished writing, he started to practice with her. They'd make small quantities as to not waste the food. The two had a lot of fun playing around in the kitchen. Sintary laughed when she sprinkled shredded cheese in Itachi's hair, but instantly went silent when he tapped her nose with sauce before giving her his finger to taste.

"Mmmm." Sintary hummed with approval. "I think it's ready."

Itachi nodded as they finished their last meal for the day and sat down on her couch. They savored the food. To Sintary, the simple recipe tasted so much better after making it with Itachi – with love. She laughed out loud at the thought.

"What's so funny?" Her lover asked looking down at her.

"Just thinking about how the food tastes better," Sintary replied simply.

"You've had this a thousand times probably. How could it taste better?" He inquired.

"Because I made it with you." Sintary said still beating around the bush.

"And how is that funny?"

"It's not; but the idea that the food was baked with love is." Sintary said laughing again. "It's so cliché, but I mean, I made it with you, and we're in love. So, it's like everything we do is done with love – even cooking."

"Ah," Itachi responded as he took another bite of their food. He then looked down at his girlfriend again and frowned. "Why is your hair up?"

Sintary froze slightly when he asked. "Oops," was her reply as she quickly took it down. "We were cooking, and I didn't want – hah!" Sintary gasped as her hair was pulled firmly, but clearly not meaning to harm her.

"I told you: never wear your hair up." Itachi said rigidly.

"I'm sorry, please, I'm sorry," Sintary quickly started, but he had them on their feet.

With their partially eaten food left behind, Itachi marched them into the bedroom. While Sintary's adrenaline starting pumping with fear, she couldn't help but to be turned on as well. She knew Itachi was just acting – even though he really did loathe her hair up. Sintary didn't have much time to dwell on those thoughts as she was suddenly bent over his knee.

"Fuck, no, 'tachi!" Sintary exclaimed, her cheeks burning red.

Her pleas were answered short and simple: a slap on the rum.

Sintary gasped at the impact. Though she was covered, it still had a sting to it.

"Itachi, please," Sintary whined.

"Count," was his reply another with another slap.

"Ow! Two!" Sintary exclaimed.

Sintary was punished until she reached fifty slaps. Her ass hurt, but not as much as it would have been if she was bare. Sintary knew that was only the beginning of the night, however. Itachi didn't want her hurting too much to ruin their fun.

"Strip." Itachi commanded.

Sintary's clothes were off in a flash. There was no strip tease, no sexily pulling of the clothes. Itachi wanted her clothes off, they came off. Sintary stood bare before him very still and quiet as he examined her. Sintary's eyes widened as Itachi's dark orbs bled red. This was a new level of scrutiny that she wasn't accustomed to. Her lover stood up and placed his hands on her bare sides.

"Eyes on mine." His voice was low, but powerful.

Sintary slowly drew her eyes to his still red eyes. She felt the shiver go down her body, but she didn't move a muscle. She couldn't! His eyes were just so captivating. While she was unable to look down, she felt Itachi's hands slowly slid up the curves on her toned body. One soon planted itself on her rib cage while the other went up to cup her breast.

"Not a peep." Itachi said quietly.

Sintary wasn't sure why he said that until he brushed a dusty rose nub. She wanted to gasp, but couldn't. She wouldn't disobey her captain. He then squeezed lightly before his other hand traveled up more and gave the other the same treatment. Sintary's eyes widened even more as Itachi languidly lowered his head to suckle her like a new born treatment. Her hands were shaking with need – need to gasp him, to pull him closer to her, to feel him, to please him. Her body was burning with it.

But she couldn't fucking move.

Wait…

Sintary's hands suddenly flew to Itachi's hair and pulled him closer to her. He commanded her to strip, keep her eyes on his – which was driving her over the edge as his red eyes looked up at her every now and then – and to not utter a sound. She could touch him though. Kami, that felt amazing; to tangle her hands in his silky hair.

She tugged at her lover's hair, pulling him back up as she kissed his luscious lips. She pulled him closer, deepening the kiss as his hands cupped the back of her neck. Sintary felt Itachi's tongue lick the bottom of her lip. She opened her lips for him lovingly as his tongue slid in. There wasn't a fight for dominance; they both knew who was in charge. Itachi's tongue pulled back, and he sucked on her lower lip before pulling away to look at his handiwork.

Her hair was tousled from him pulling on it. Her parted lips swollen from their kissing and his nibbling. And her beautiful blue eyes clouded with lust. His hands came up to cup each side of her face; a thumb caressed her cheekbone while the other ran over her bottom lip.

Suddenly they were kissing again, passionately. Sintary pulled away this time and started kissing down his neck. Her pace was quick, unlike his unhurried one. She didn't have the patience like he did – or the iron will.

When she wanted something, she wanted something.

And Sintary wanted to hear him in pleasure.

Sintary pulled off his black shirt and jumped on him, locking her legs around his waist. She kissed him again before starting down his neck again. She found his pulse buried under the layers of muscle he had and sucked on it. She had to work at it long and hard, but she finally got what she wanted.

The sound vibrated in the back of his throat. It wasn't anything vocal, but it was something.

Sintary continued abusing his neck while placing her hands securely on him. With her own jutsu, she was making Itachi walk backwards to the bed. She felt his heart rate go up from the loss of control, but she brought that down easily with her other technique.

They fell back on the bed, Sintary now straddled his waist as she started kissing down his toned chest and beautiful six pack. They moved further up the bed as Sintary pulled Itachi's dark pants and boxers down. They were finally both naked. Sintary now sat on his knees, gently stroking his length now. Once he was nice and hard, Sintary got up on her knees and slowly slid down him. She bit her lip to keep herself quiet. Her partner didn't have to quiet though; and he finally let out a low, throaty groan. Sintary reveled in the feeling of being filled and hearing him enjoying it as well. Sintary slowly rose off him, hearing him pant slightly at the feeling. She sunk back down and continued the slow pace.

That didn't last for very long.

The kunoichi suddenly found herself slammed up against the hall. The force caused a few of her pictures to raise of the wall and slant themselves or fall off all together. She hardly felt the impact though. Her hands were bound together in one of his while his other hand gripped her hip. His mouth ravished her neck more violently than she had his. Sintary breathed heavily through her nose, not trusting herself enough to open her mouth. She was in so much pleasure, but she couldn't vocalize it.

Sintary took a sharp breath as she felt the pressure build and she started to squirm – or tried to at least. Itachi had her in tight position as he pounded into her. Sintary tossed her head back in a silent scream as she felt the pleasure wash over her with white bliss. She heard her man let out a groan against her skin as he released inside her.

The sound of them panting was all that could be heard across the entire apartment. When Sintary came down from her high, she looked at Itachi with loving eyes. Not needing words, he bent down and kissed her sweetly.

Itachi brought them back to her bed, gently laying her down. They went for another round, this one more slowly; and he gave her permission to speak. After they made love again, Sintary curled into him lovingly and closed her eyes. Itachi ran his hand through her soft hair as he relaxed. He felt himself slowly fall asleep feeling content.

Sintary woke up the next morning feeling a bit sore, but amazing at the same time. She looked up and smiled lazily at the man next to her. She always thought he looked more handsome asleep. He was so peaceful when he slept, and it made him look more his age.

"I know you're staring at me." Itachi suddenly spoke.

Sintary didn't even blush. She moved up and kissed him lovingly. "Of course you do."

Sintary stayed curled up next to him, just loving how she felt.

"What are you up for today?" He asked her.

"Hmmm… well, we have to clean up from yesterday." Sintary pointed out. "We'll see from there, okay?"

Itachi nodded frowning only slightly. He didn't like leaving messing behind, but they had… gotten carried away.

The two got up, unhurried, and headed to the bathroom. A nice hot shower was ran to relax their muscles. Sintary gently washed her lover as Itachi did the same for her. No words were spoken between them; just the loving touches and gazes.

Once they were dressed, they headed towards the kitchen.

"Let's make breakfast, and then we'll clean up," Sintary told Itachi as she pulled food out to make them a quick meal.

Itachi stepped forward and helped his girl prepare the food. They stood eating the meal as they finished within a couple of minutes. Now for the cleaning.

Sometime later, Sintary thought something was off. She stopped cleaning dishes and looked at Itachi.

"Where's Kokuro? I didn't think of it yesterday, but he would have come over the minute he smelt food."

Itachi continued drying, looking down at the dishes. "He's been sent on a mission for the week."

Sintary nodded softly at that. She let the thought sit for a minute before continuing on the dishes.

They finished the cleaning and went out back where the apartments met the forest. They trained for a bit, not working themselves too hard, but hard enough to work up a sweet. They soon laid in the grass. Their heads next to each other while their bodies continued in a line.

"Do you ever think about our future?" Sintary asked quietly as they stared at the clouds.

"I do," Itachi replied.

"What do you picture?" She questioned.

Itachi took a deep breath and thought. If he actually had a chance… "I would like our house near the lake – like the Uchiha residence is set up now. I imagined us having a young child about the age of three following you around… another child about a year old, just learning how to walk… and you pregnant with another one on the way. You'd be garnished in a beautiful kimono, having hung up your ninja gear long ago. You'd radiate from being pregnant and happiness. My family would never want for anything; we'd have it all." Itachi illustrated.

"What would you be doing?" Sintary inquired.

Itachi took another minute to think. What would he be doing? "If I had the chance, I would want to be Hokage… but I would accept being an advisor."

Sintary slowly nodded. "It makes sense… you want to change the shinobi world, and you can't do that without having a certain level of status."

Itachi nodded to that as his thoughts turned dark.

He would never see that three-year-old following him around.

He would never see the one-year-old learn how to walk.

He would never see his beautiful wife pregnant.

He would never have a beautiful wife wearing the finest silk.

He would never have the chance of being Hokage – or an advisor.

He would never have any of the things he wished for in life because he made a deal with the devil to make sure there would be no war. He was doing his little part for a greater cause. Hopefully it was the right one.

Itachi blinked as a drop plopped on his face. He hadn't realized it was getting ready to rain.

"Let's head in before it pours." He said slowly getting up.

"Too late!" Sintary said as it started showering.

The young woman got up and grabbed her man's hands.

"Come on, I've always wanted to dance in the rain," she giggled looking him in the eyes.

Itachi looked at the joy that lit up her orbs. He couldn't deny this simple dream. It might be the only time she would get to dance with him in the rain. He gently wrapped her hands in his and pulled her close.

"Do you even know how to dance?" Itachi asked her as she placed her head on his chest.

"No… All I know is that I follow your lead." Sintary murmured.

He felt a tang in his heart when she said that. Who's lead would she follow after he left? Would she be okay on her own? Itachi shook his head. Of course she'd be okay. He made sure she was self-sufficient.

He stepped back and slowly started to dance with her. He twirled her away, and then back into his arms watching as her grace continued to flow through her. He would have never believed her that she didn't know how to dance if he didn't know for a fact she didn't. Sintary had one component that was crucial in dances like these: she trusted her partner to lead effectively. Her trust for him was so embedded in her, it was devastating. He was ruining her, not allowing her to trust another ever again.

It tore him apart just imagining what she would be like after him.

Itachi could question that illustration all day, every day, but he always knew the outcome.

Would she love another? No. She wouldn't. She couldn't.

Would she be a shinobi after this? No. She couldn't without him being there to calm her down. Kokuro didn't have such an influence over her like he did.

Would she still be as joyous as she was now? No. She would fake it to show others she was fine, but she would never know joy without him.

Itachi pulled away from the thoughts as he spun her again and pulled her close into his embrace. He had thought about whisking her away with him, but could she really live the missing-nin life? Never having a chance to settle down? Never having an honest chance of having a family? How many times would other attempt her life to get to his? That was the question that Itachi settled on. While Sintary was strong and her Kekkei Genkai was powerful, without it she didn't stand a chance against multiple shinobi. After the Chunin Exams, she used her bloodline more freely and became dependent on them because it gave the enemies quick deaths. Maybe he was being selfish, or maybe he was being selfless – he actually wasn't sure at the moment – but he didn't want to lose her from this world. He would not risk her life; therefore, he could not take her with him.

If she came to him? Itachi sighed internally. He would try to send her away, but knew she would persist on staying with him. Hopefully – maybe – he'd have somewhere safe where he could just lock her away from everything else in the world.

Itachi looked down at the beautiful young woman in his arms. She leaned against his hold, knowing he would never let her go, as she accepted the water returning to the earth.

"We should probably go inside." Her happy voice suggested.

The man before her slowly nodding as they headed up. He looked at the clock inside; they had missed lunch and it was almost time for dinner.

"Let's shower, and then make dinner." Itachi told her.

Sintary happily nodded as they got into a warm shower – merely to warm up and clean off the grim. They changed for the night –which honestly wasn't much different from their daytime clothes – and then proceeded to make a filling dinner. They lounged for a bit before heading to bed. No sexual activities that night – being in each other's arms was enough.

The next few days it continued to rain. They spent the days, reading, drawing, talking, anything they could do together. Sintary was getting a tad suspicious of Itachi's behavior though. He tried to keep a normal composure, but he often found himself lost in thought. She was worried something else was going on; something much bigger than clan issues and a mission. Speaking of that…

"When are you going on your mission?" Sintary asked.

Itachi looked up from what he was doing. "Soon," he replied. "I'm waiting for a signal from the Hokage."

Sintary slowly nodded. Somewhere in the back of her mind she was beginning to doubt this mission ever existed.

"Do you want to go up to the dango shop?" Sintary asked him softly.

Itachi thought for a minute. He might as well. It'll be his last bit for a while now at least. "Sure. Let's go." He said.

Even though it was raining, the two headed out to the other side of the village under an umbrella to the dango shop.

The little bell chimed as they entered and shook off the umbrella.

The old woman behind the counter smiled at them. "Of course. On a day like today, only you two would trek all the way out here for my dango." She said happily

Sintary smiled. "It's our favorite treat." She said happily. "Kinda our first date too."

"Do you two eat anything else?" The old woman joked.

"Yes." Itachi replied kindly. "Mother would have our heads if all we ate were sweets."

"Oh, I bet she would – and mine as well for allowing it." She laughed heartedly.

The two soon ordered and sat down, waiting for the dango. Once it came, they ate it quietly – again not saying much if anything at all. Sintary would have liked a bit of chatter, but she couldn't see to draw Itachi out of his thoughts lately. It made her worry even more. She thought by bringing him to the dango shop, he'd open up again. She has yet to see her plan work.

They finished and paid the nice woman though she tried to refuse the money. Heading out into the rain again, the couple headed home hand in hand. Sintary was surprised at the contact; Itachi wasn't known for hand holding. But here he was, holding her hand while the other held the umbrella for her. It warmed her heart though somewhere in her mind alarm bells were going off.

At her place, Itachi's heart felt heavy. Tonight would be the night. He glanced over at Sintary as she took off her shoes. It was his last night with her. He couldn't believe the week had gone by so fast. Now he had to tell her goodbye without saying anything at all.

The young man helped the young woman to her feet and pulled her in for a kiss. It was slow and loving – just as she deserved. He wrapped an arm around her while the other cupped her neck, deepening the kiss. He closed his observant eyes and decided to just feel. He wanted to remember the way her soft body pressed against his hard on. How she was shorter than him – but not too short in which he had to lean down so much to kiss her. It was just right for them. He wanted to remember how slim she was, but not because she cared for her figure, but because she trained diligently to make sure they stayed together.

Itachi slipped his tongue easily into her mouth, roaming to memorize that cavern as well. He felt her arms reach up and tangle themselves in his hair. He would miss how she messed up his hair and how good it felt to have her hands run through it.

Breaking the kiss, Itachi took her hand and led her to her bedroom. There he pulled off her shirt and started kissing down her neck tenderly. Her hands immediately going back to his hair, pulling him closer. He suckled her sweet spot before reaching around and unhooking her bra. Itachi was surprised he had this barrier – usually it was regular kunoichi bindings that blocked his path – but since they hadn't had a mission, he figured she decided to wear it instead of dealing with the bindings. He continued down to her breasts giving each one the attention it deserves.

Sintary pulled him up for a kiss again before pulling off his shirt. Her hand cupped his face while the other remained in his hair as they kissed.

Itachi slowly turned them before gripping under one of her thighs. Immediately, she wrapped her legs around his waist. He skillfully moved to the bed, crawling onto it while she hung onto him.

Once he was situated, Sintary relaxed onto the bed and looked up at him. Her face flushed from all the kissing, but her eyes sparkling with love and admiration she would only hold for him.

Kami, he loved her with all his being.

Itachi dove in for another kiss as he worked Sintary's shorts off her thin hips, taking her panties with him. She helped him unconsciously before her hands worked his off until she couldn't reach adequately. Itachi kicked them off easily after that. He ran his hands down her now naked body, trying to memorize how she felt.

"Itachi, please," Sintary whined with need.

He gripped her hips firmly and watched her for a minute. His eyes remained on hers as he slowly entered her. He loved the way her breath caught and how she gripped the sheet tightly in pleasure. One of his hands left her hips and interlocked with hers once he was inside her. She gripped his hand tightly, as if her life depended on it. He slowly started to move, loving the way she mewed and moaned in pleasure.

They were slow and unhurried; just focused on the feeling of being together. Their pants echoed in the room as they neared their climax. Sintary threw herself back in the bed as she came blissfully. She squeezed around him causing his own release. He swore he saw a vision of what their future could have been in that moment, but it was gone before he had a chance to process it.

Itachi panted on top of her still watching as she came down from her high. He kissed her sweetly once more before laying on his side and pulling her close to him.

"We only went one round… but that round was amazing, Itachi…" Sintary murmured against him feeling tired.

Itachi nodded, agreeing with her. "Go to sleep, Sintary," he told her quietly.

She nodded slightly, drifting asleep quite easily.

The shinobi wasn't as tired as the woman in his arms. He had energy saved up for this night. He watched her for a long time afterwards before slowly slipping from her arms. He pulled out his gear and dressed quietly. Slipping on his mask, he looked at the love of his life one more time before pulling it down and disappearing into the night.

Sintary's dream was a frightening one that night. She was in the forest trying to find something… what was she trying to find? Itachi! That was it. She was looking for Itachi. Sintary quickly searched the area, almost missing him.

"Itachi!" She called out.

She didn't receive a reply.

Sintary frowned and quickly headed to where he was, at the edge of the cliff. His back to him, and he was dressed in his ANBU gear.

"Itachi! What are you doing here?" Sintary asked coming to a halt.

He turned his face back to her slightly. "I need to ask your something." He asked ominously before turning around.

"Anything," Sintary asked having a horrible feeling about all this.

"Take care of Sasuke." He whispered stepping back.

Sintary's eyes widened in shock. "What? Where are you going? Itachi what's going on!?" She asked panicking.

"Take care of Sasuke," he repeated and dove off the cliff.

"ITACHI!" Sintary screamed running towards the edge of the cliff seeing her lover fall to his death.

Sintary screamed waking up. She panted looking around and immediately felt for Itachi.

"Itachi?!" She called out. "Itachi this isn't funny! Where are you?" She called.

When he didn't answer she quickly got up and looked around her apartment. He was missing and she had a horrible feeling in her stomach. She saw something white on his pillow that she missed beforehand.

It was a small card, nothing fancy.

What was on it broke her heart:

I'm Sorry

THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH. I HOPE I DIDN'T BREAK YOUR HEARTS TOO MUCH!

Thanks again for reading!