Chapter Sixteen
He woke up the next day to find the bed empty, but Sasuke still lingering in the room. Rolling to lay on his side, he sat up with a groan. His ass twinged uncomfortably. Sasuke adjusted his tie as he glanced over to him. Naruto glared at the other man. "If I had known it would make me this uncomfortable, maybe I shouldn't have agreed so easily. Almost makes me want to be the top for the first time," he grumbled.
Sasuke raised a brow as he finished tightening his tie. "Just don't throw out your hips," he said blandly.
Flushing, Naruto threw a pillow at him, but Sasuke easily dodged it. His lover smirked at him, then waved goodbye as he left the room for work. Sighing, Naruto flopped back down again. He needed to get up and send his parents off, but the comfort of Sasuke's bed was alluring. He wanted to fall back asleep to the scent of Sasuke surrounding him. Sighing into the pillow, he moaned. He took a long whiff, the smell of Sasuke entering deep. Eyes fluttering close, he rolled to his side. Perverted thoughts entered his mind, teasing him to try. He licked his lips as his face heated. Hands slowly drifted down his abdomen to his hips. Fingertips plucked at the waistband of his pajamas. He let out a shaky breath, slipping just the tip of his fingers down the waistband. He was so close, wanting to succumb to his desire and just plunge. But a sharp knock on the front door prevented him from going farther. Suppressing a frustrated groan, he removed his hands. He sat up, throwing his legs over the edge of the bed as the knocking continued. Grumbling under his breath, he quickly went to the door and opened it. Kakashi stood in front of him, holding the duffel bag he and Iruka had packed.
"We're heading out," Kakashi said. "Iruka already made breakfast for the kids."
"Okay. Thanks," Naruto said as he slid his feet into a pair of outdoor slippers. He followed after Kakashi, closing Sasuke's door behind himself. They made it to his apartment door which was open. Iruka stepped out along with the children. Sarada and Himawari were dressed for school while Boruto was still in his pajamas. His son still had another week of suspension before he could head back to school. Turning to his parents, he said his goodbyes, then the children did the same. The two girls walked Iruka and Kakashi down the stairs while he and Boruto watched from the stairs. Naruto gave his parents one last goodbye as they got into the car, then drove off. Sarada and Himawari left soon after, leaving him and Boruto. Stretching his arms, he glanced down to Boruto. "So, you still have some assignments to do, don't you?"
"Yeah. Shikadai, Mitsuki, and Inojin said they were going to come over and work on it with me," Boruto said with a shrug. "Hope you don't mind."
"As long as you guys don't trouble the neighbors."
He needed to wash up and eat, then he was planning to give out the souvenirs he bought for everyone in the apartment complex. He got most of them boxes of dried persimmon, except Gaara who he decided to give a box of alcohol filled chocolates. He also bought a bottle of expensive sake for Teuchin as thanks for all the time he was flexible with his schedule. Naruto turned and walked back inside the house.
After he was done eating, he told Boruto to at least start on his assignment instead of waiting for the others. He grabbed the bag of souvenirs and made his way down the stairs. Reaching the bottom of the stairs, he realized everyone was gathered by the entrance. Puzzled, he scurried over. Tapping Gaara on the shoulder, he asked, "What's going on?"
"Back from your trip?" Gaara asked instead.
"Yeah..." Naruto frowned as he looked around.
"Right, you and Uchiha weren't here. Bet you two didn't check your email either. Where is Uchiha, by the way?"
"Work. What's wrong?"
"We got an email over the weekend. Jiraiya passed away."
Naruto's eyes widened in shock. "Jiraiya? Old man Jiraiya? What?! How? Last time I saw him, he was still healthy as ever!"
"I know. We weren't told much other than he passed away in his sleep."
"Shit. When is his funeral?" Naruto asked. He was devastated. Jiraiya had been a very lenient landlord. He was even prone to letting people get away with their rent a few months late. It was thanks to him that Naruto was even able to afford the apartment he was living in. He felt awful not knowing that the old man was no longer here.
"Don't know. But we were told that his adopted son, Nagato, received the deed to the apartment complex. He mentioned in the email that he was going to drop by today to let us know some important things."
Naruto could see that Gaara didn't seem too happy. Raising a brow, he asked, "Some bad news?"
"Not sure, but the email didn't sound good either."
Hoping to lift the mood a little, he began passing out his souvenirs. He gave Gaara's gift last which was received with a blank stare, then a small teasing smile. Naruto stiffened. He knew that smile all too well, being at the brunt of it most of the time. He opened his mouth, ready to retort.
"It's not even Valentine's Day yet," Gaara said before he could say anything.
Blushing, he stuttered, "It's not—oh for goodness sake, I know you're teasing, but gee!"
Gaara chuckled. "Thank you, Naruto. It's a thoughtful gift."
Naruto grunted. Folding his arms across his chest, he waited along with the others, discussing what Nagato was going to tell them. A few minutes later, a sleek, black car drove into the lot. Their group stepped back a little as the car parked. The driver car door swung open and a man with dark red hair stepped out. His eyes seem to linger on the building for a moment, then slowly turned to them. Naruto stared, watching the man stalk slowly toward them. He finally stopped in front of them. Dressed in a black, fitted suit, he let his gaze settle on each of them. Dread drowned over them as they waited in bated silence.
The man took a deep breath, then said loudly enough for all of them to hear, "My name is Nagato, Jiraiya's son. I have...unfortunate news. I was given the deed to this land, but I'm much too busy to be taking care of this place, so I sold the deed to a construction company. My apologies for not discussing it with you all, but I didn't have much time. I tried my best to negotiate for a year to let you guys find a new place, but unfortunately, the most I could only arrange four months. You have to leave this apartment by then. They're going to demolish this building and rebuild a new one. I'm sorry."
Naruto's jaw dropped. Four months?! That wasn't long. And it was difficult to find another place with low rent that was near the kids' school. Everyone started to murmur in concern, voicing them out loud soon after, but Nagato had already turned, walking back to his car. Shaking off his stupor, Naruto chased after the man. He stopped the man and was momentarily taken aback by the cold eyes. He took a step back, gulping. He doubt asking Nagato to prolong the time limit would do much since he already agreed to the contract. Straightening his back, Naruto asked instead, "When is Jiraiya's funeral? If you don't mind, I would like to attend and pay me respect."
Nagato stared at him, then released a small breath. His gaze softened as he replied, "Of course. It will be held this upcoming weekend. Please, you and any of the residents here are free to attend. Thank you." He bowed his head, then got into the car.
Naruto took another step back and watched as Nagato drove away. He turned back to the group, finding that most of them were already heading back to their room. He caught up with Gaara who was standing in a small circle with Kiba, Shino, and Lee. He caught the end of Lee's sentence, mentioning that his girlfriend probably wouldn't mind letting him stay with her for a while. He joined them, standing next to Gaara.
"Oh man, I think my girlfriend wouldn't mind letting me and Shino stay with her, but I would hate to intrude on her. Shit, four months is not enough time for us," Kiba grumbled.
"At least you guys have something just in case," Naruto muttered. The four of them gave him a sympathetic look. After talking a while longer, the group dispersed, leaving him and Gaara behind. Naruto turned to his red hair neighbor. Raising a brow, he asked, "So, what are you going to do?"
Gaara shrugged. "I have some friends that probably wouldn't mind letting me stay with them for a while. If worst comes to worst, I may have to ask Temari if I could stay with her family for a bit until I can find a new place. That would suck though since there's Shikamaru and Shikadai. I'd be intruding on the family. I would go stay with my brother, Kankuro, but he lives too far from my work place." He sighed, running a hand through his short hair.
Naruto nodded. Crossing his arms, he also sighed. "I don't know what I'm going to do. I have no one who could help me out. Plus, I have the children too. I don't want to transfer them in the middle of a term."
"Why don't you tell Uchiha first? Maybe the two of you could figure something out together. Four months may not be long, but it's better than nothing."
"True. I'll give him a call and let him know. See you later, then."
Gaara nodded a goodbye. Naruto waved and returned to his apartment. Stepping back inside, he found Boruto in the living room with papers strewn everywhere. Smiling fondly, he walked over. He sat down on the couch, watching Boruto as he muttered over his assignment. He realized he would have to tell him and Himawari about Jiraiya. Grimacing, he hated the idea of bearing bad news. The two thought of the old man like another grandfather. Internally sighing, he leaned forward, propping himself with his arms against his thighs. "Boruto," he called out softly.
Boruto stopped scribbling on the paper and looked up. "Yeah?"
"I have...some bad news."
His son stilled. He set the pencil down, turning his whole body to face him. With a serious face, he asked, "What is it? Is it about the Gusaris again?"
"Ah, no. It's not that. You see...Jiraiya...he passed away over the weekend."
Boruto stared blankly, then shifted. His gaze lowered as he said quietly, "But...he was fine when we saw him last time."
"I know. But...some things just can't be foreseen. His son, Nagato, just stopped by. His funeral is going to this upcoming weekend. Want to go?"
"Yes." Boruto answered without hesitation.
"Okay. I'll have to let Himawari know too."
"She's not going to take it well."
"I know..." Naruto smiled sadly. He slid off the sofa and sat beside Boruto. He pulled his son in for a hug, gripping him tightly as his small shoulders shook. They remained like that in the quietness of the room until Boruto finally pushed him away and said he had to get back to his assignment. Naruto didn't want to leave him alone, but his son shooed him away, saying he would be a distraction. Giving in to his son's wish, he went to the bedroom where he fished out his cell phone. He thumbed the speed dial number, then finally pressed it, holding the button till it dialed. Pressing the phone to his ear, he waited as the other line rang and sat down on the edge of the bed. After the third ring, a voice picked up.
"Naruto?" Sasuke answered, "What's wrong?"
He smiled even though Sauske couldn't see. "I'm not bothering you, am I?"
"No. I'm still on the bus."
"Oh. Then I'll be quick. Did you check your email yet?"
"Not yet."
"Mmm...Jiraiya passed away over the weekend."
Sasuke let out a small breath. "I'm sorry to hear. The kids liked him."
"Yeah..." Naruto drifted, remembering when he first met the old man. He smiled sadly to himself as he played with the end of his t-shirt. "Also, his son, Nagato, dropped by after you left. He said that he sold the deed to the land of the apartment complex to some company. We were told that we have four months to look for another place." The other line was silent till Sasuke let out a heavy sigh. Even without seeing him, Naruto could see him rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"He couldn't have let us residents know first before he decided anything?" Sasuke asked with a strained tone.
"Probably could have, but he already made the agreement."
"Four months is not long."
"Yeah...I'm not sure what to do either..."
"...Let's talk about this later tonight when you get back."
"Mm, okay. See you then."
He hung up, tossing the phone aside on the bed as he flopped back. With a sigh, he closed his eyes. A heavy weight fell over him. Jiraiya was gone. He didn't think the old man would pass away so soon. When he had been searching for a place, Jiraiya had been the one to approach him at a park. At first he had thought the old man was a pervert, but after talking a bit with him, he realized Jiraiya was quite generous. The rent he paid was lower than normal and the apartment was in a good neighborhood. He was glad he had met him. Also, Boruto and Himawari were really fond of him. Another sigh escaped his lips. He was going to dread telling Himawari the news. After a moment of mourning, he finally sat up again and got ready for work.
At work, he gave Teuchi the sake souvenir he got for him. Teuchi was grateful and even offered to drink some with him after work, but Naruto politely declined. He needed to get back home quickly since he and Sasuke had a lot to talk about. Rolling his shoulder, he got back to work serving customers. Sometime in the middle of work, his head started to throb. Rubbing his temple, he leaned back against the wall in the back of the restaurant. Ayame walked into the back, catching sight of him.
"Headache again?" she asked in concern.
Naruto tried to smile, but it came out more as a grimace. "Yeah. I've been getting them lately."
She walked over to him, placing a hand on his head. "No fever. Hmm, maybe you should go to the hospital."
"It's just a headache here and there. I'll be fine."
"Is it...usual?"
"Mmm, kinda? I've been getting them after Hinata passed away. I think it's mostly due to stress."
"Oh? What happened?"
"Ahh...it's nothing you have to worry about."
"Are you sure? My father and I are always willing to help out."
"I know and thanks, but it's nothing too bad. You've guys already done so much."
"It's no problem. You've been a big help for us too." Ayame smiled. "Can you still work? If not, you can leave early."
"It's okay. It doesn't hurt too much. I can still work."
Naruto lifted his arm with a wide grin. Ayame seemed a bit reluctant to let him back to work, but Naruto insisted. Soon, the two of them were back in the front serving customers again. He was in the middle of gathering a few empty bowls when Teuchi called him over to the back. After setting the dishes in the washer, he hurried over. Teuchi handed him a bowl in silence. Naruto blinked. Without any words, Teuchi started showing how to arrange the ramen. Naruto stared in awe. He was in a stupor, surprised that Teuchi was showing him how he did things. Breaking out of his trance, he started copying Teuchi.
A few bowls later, Teuchi patted his shoulder. He smiled and said, "From now on, I want you come in a bit earlier. I want to show you how I cook the broth and prep. I think it's time you started learning."
"Oh..." Naruto was lost for words. His heart was overwhelmed with a lot of emotions. Blinking back tears, he nodded enthusiastically. "Of course! Thank you so much."
Teuchi grinned. "One more thing..."
"Hm? What is it?"
"Well...Naruto, you're a widower and you have two children to take care of..."
"Uh...yes..." Naruto straightened his back. He was getting concerned as to where the conversation was turning.
"I was thinking...Ayame isn't getting any younger and she's so busy helping me run this restaurant. I feel horrible as a father. I know you're a good man and even if you have children, I would like it if maybe you and Ayame get along better."
"Er...Teuchi, I'm not sure what you mean."
"I think you and my daughter would make a nice couple. She's a bit older than you, but she's a good woman. She can cook and clean. And I'm sure your children need a mother. I also don't mind having you as a son-in-law. That way I can be rest assured that my restaurant is also well taken care of."
"Teuchi..." Naruto's voice trailed. He was panicking. How was he suppose to tell Teuchi he wasn't interested? After everything the man did for him, letting him get a job there and allowing him to come and go with his work schedule, he felt awful. But he wasn't interested in Ayame and he was already in love with Sasuke. Biting his lower lip, he flicked his gaze away from him. "I...I think maybe you should talk about this with Ayame. She may not like it..."
"Nonsense. I think she's taken quite a liking to you." Teuchi chuckled.
Naruto laughed nervously. Shit. There wasn't any other way. He could tell Teuchi without mentioning Sasuke's name. Hopefully, his announcement doesn't come out as a disaster. "Teuchi, I am very grateful for everything you've done for me. And Ayame is a nice woman, but you see...I'm already...in love with someone else." Teuchi blinked blankly at him. He stood a little straighter and his smile slowly faded. Naruto anxiously waited for his response. He twisted his hands in front of him, shifting on his feet back and forth. This was bad. Awkward silence was never a good thing. Clearing his throat, he continued, "I, um, I'm very flattered that you think of me as someone who can support Ayame, but I truly cannot be with her if I don't have feelings for her. If anything, I think that would be more rude to her."
Teuchi frowned. "Hmm...and who is this other woman?"
"Ah..." Naruto blushed. He scratched his cheek sheepishly. Here goes… "It's not...a woman."
"Oh." Teuchi stared. "I see...but you were married. Did you..." Teuchi struggled with his words. After fumbling through, he cleared his throat and finished asking, "did you like men when you were with her?"
"What? No!" Naruto shook his head, "Hinata was...she was the only one I ever loved. I mean, before dating her, I may have looked at other men, but I never thought much about it. And then we started dating and everything else after that...it was just her in my eyes." Naruto spoke fondly, remembering the days when he started dating Hinata. They were both so clumsy and shy. Their first date was awkward and he didn't even get the first kiss correctly. He had knocked teeth with her. He chuckled at the memory. "I truly loved her."
"And this man…?"
"Ah, I'm just as surprise. I didn't think I would ever fall in love again. And I never expected it to be with another man, but well, one cannot control the heart."
"Is he good with the kids?"
"Yes. Actually, he has a child too."
"He does?" Teuchi's eyes widen in surprise. "And he's fine?"
Naruto smiled. "We're working on it slowly. We may not have been together for very long, but the both of us have struggled through the hardship together. I...don't think I can leave him. I'm sorry, Teuchi." Looking downcast, Naruto dropped his gaze to the floor.
A hand fell on his shoulder, bringing his eyes back up. Teuchi was smiling gently. He said, "It's fine. I'm just glad you found someone. Ah darn," Teuchi cluck his tongue, "looks like I was too late in trying to nab you for my daughter."
They laughed together heartily and warm. Naruto grinned, glad that Teuchi had taken the news well. They talked a while longer about Sasuke, although he never mentioned his name to Teuchi, then finally went back to work. While he worked, he spotted Ayame serving another table. He watched her for a moment. Ayame was a hard working woman. Maybe if he hadn't met Sasuke, he might have agreed to Teuchi's offer. Smiling, he shook his head. He was thinking too much. Besides, as much as he liked working here, he didn't want to own Teuchi's restaurant. In truth, he wanted to open his own place, but that would be further in the future as it would cost quite a bit just to open a shop.
"What did you and my father talk about?" Ayame asked suddenly from beside him.
He nearly jumped in the air, surprised by her appearance. Clutching a hand over his chest, he replied, "That, we, uh, you know...things. Nothing too important."
Ayame eyed him suspiciously. Naruto forced a smile, hoping she didn't ask further questions. Now that he thought about it, did Teuchi really think Ayame had a thing for him? If she did, he hoped she would soon let go of her feelings. He couldn't ever return them.
Ayame sighed. "He didn't say anything weird, did he?"
"Nope. None. Nothing weird." Naruto shook his head.
"You realize you're only making this worst."
"Ack..." Naruto flushed.
"Come on, tell me already or I'm going to keep bugging you."
Relenting, Naruto finally said, "Teuchi was saying that you and I...should, you know..."
"What?" Ayame tilted her head curiously. "Should what?"
"Become a couple. He said he wouldn't mind having me as a son-in-law."
Ayame stared for a second, then broke out in a loud laugh. She clenched her stomach and bent over, causing most of the customers to look over. Naruto, flustered, tried to make her stop. She didn't stop laughing for a good minute. Once the laughter was out of her system, she straightened herself. She wiped the tears from her eyes, giggling a little as she did.
She let out a sigh. "Naruto, you're a good man, but I'm not interested in you like that. If anything, you're more like family. A little brother."
"Thank goodness," Naruto said with relief. "Teuchi hinted that you may have liked me."
"Gross. No, but whoever gets your attention is a lucky person."
"Eh? Why do you say that?"
"You seem like a caring and honest guy. Anyways, that made my day. Father must be worried if he's trying to put you and me together. Ahhh, I don't need a man to be able to run this place. I wish he would trust me a little more." Ayame looked on sadly.
"Maybe the two of you need to sit down and talk about it."
"Probably. Yeah, maybe I'll do that tonight. Thanks, Naruto."
"No problem."
Grinning at each other, they eventually went back to work. The rest of the day went by without a problem. Before long, the restaurant reached its closing time. He helped clean up and put away the noren. By the time he left the ramen shop, it was already one in the morning. He had already missed the last train home. With a sigh, he rummaged through his bag and took out his cell phone. He hate calling for a taxi. They were always expensive, but since he didn't want to end up staying out all night, he needed a ride back. Ayame had offered earlier to give him a ride, but he didn't want to be a bother since he lived in the opposite direction of them. Pressing in the numbers, he called for the taxi and let them know the address of where to pick him up and where he wanted to go.
After making his call, he hung up and exhaled slowly. Leaning against the side of the building, he glanced up at the night sky. Being in the city, the lights of nearby buildings lit up the dark sky, masking the twinkling stars. Sometimes he missed the countryside where the night sky was clear enough for him to see the stars. In those days, he had often spent them with Hinata before they even got together as a couple. They would spend those nights laying in the grass and staring up into the starry sky, talking about whatever came into mind. Hinata had been shy and didn't talk much, but she listened and encouraged him plenty. Back then, he didn't understand what that bubbly warm feeling in his heart meant. He just knew that he liked being with Hinata and that she made him feel comfortable. She never judged and always accepted him for who he was. She was the first person to tell him she admired his bravery and his family.
Glancing back down, he looked over to his left hand. Even after years, the pale mark on his ring finger was still there where his wedding ring use to sit. He had taken it off weeks after Hinata's death because he couldn't bear to look at it without feeling the painful crush in his chest. Reminiscing back on it, he flicked through a few memories, trying to remember where he had placed the ring. A blurry image of a velvet black box stuffed away into an unnamed cardboard box, stored into one of the closet in his parents' home fluttered through the front of his mind. Ah. He remembered now. Maybe he would call Iruka tomorrow and ask him to find it for him.
He closed his eyes as he rubbed the ring mark around his finger. He didn't think he would ever marry again, but meeting Sasuke had changed his mind. Even now as the images of his raven haired lover shifted through his mind, he smiled warmly at the thought of spending the rest of his life with him. When he opened his eyes again, he wondered if he would be able to lay a field of grass and stare up at the sky, talking about nothing to everything, with Sasuke too. Just the thought filled him with affection.
Suddenly, a car drove up. The sign above the roof indicated the taxi was here to pick him up. Naruto pushed off the wall and hurried inside, directing the driver to his apartment complex. Soon, he arrived back home. Paying the taxi driver, he thanked him, then hurried up the stairs to his apartment door. Opening it, he quietly stepped inside the dark room. He slipped his shoes off and padded through the apartment quietly. The children were sleeping, but the soft light from under his bedroom door told him Sasuke did indeed wait up for him. He felt bad for making Sasuke stay up since he still had work tomorrow and needed to get up early. He opened the door slowly and surprisingly found Sasuke sleeping. Silently, he opened the door wider so he could go inside the room, then quietly shut the door behind him. He thought he did a good job, but unfortunately when he looked back to the bed, Sasuke was already stirring awake. Apologetically, he walked over to the bed and sat down beside him.
"Hey," Naruto greeted softly.
"Welcome back..." Sasuke greeted as he leaned in, kissing him tenderly on the cheek.
Blushing, Naruto smiled. "Thanks. Sorry, I didn't want to wake you up."
"It's okay. I meant to wait up for you anyway. We still need to talk. Why don't you wash up first? And maybe eat. I left dinner in the fridge."
"I'll wash up, but I'm not really hungry. Be back in a bit."
Naruto kissed him chastely, then hurried back out the room to wash up. He cleaned himself in less than a half an hour and was back in bed with Sasuke, cuddling close to him. Sasuke rolled into his arms, stifling a yawn. His lover reached out and clicked the lights off, covering the room in darkness. Enveloped in warmth, Naruto sighed contently. "So...have you thought about what to do?"
"Finding a new place?" Sasuke lifted his head slightly.
"Yeah..."
"I don't want to go too far. I like the school Sarada is attending right now and it would be troublesome to transfer her in the middle of a term."
"I thought the same. And honestly...I don't think I can afford another place. Jiraiya was kind enough to lower the rent for me. I still can't believe he's gone..."
"Me too. He was a good man.
Naruto shifted, bringing Sasuke closer. Their bodies melded easily, thighs touching and feet tangled. Their foreheads bumped and their noses brushed against each other's tip. Naruto cupped the side of Sasuke's face. "I'm going to his funeral. Which reminds me...I haven't told Himawari yet."
"I already did." Sasuke leaned his head into the palm of his hand. "She didn't take it too well. I let her cry it out."
"Ah...thanks. I'll check on her tomorrow morning then."
"Mmm...hey, Naruto?"
"Hm?"
"Should we...just live together?"
Silence filled the room as Naruto was lost for words. He didn't think Sasuke would be the one to offer the suggestion first. Sucking in a breath, he pressed both hands to Sasuke's face and kissed him hard. Once, then twice firmly on the lips. He rolled them over, covering Sasuke's body with his own as he dipped for another kiss, prying his lover's lips open as his tongue delved inside the hot cavern, tasting him from roof top to the slick tongue, tangling them in a sultry dance. When he pulled away, Sasuke was breathing hard for air.
"Naruto..." Sasuke whispered out of breath.
"Do you really mean that?" Naruto asked as he rubbed his thumbs against Sasuke's cheeks.
Sasuke nodded. "Yes."
"I want a yard...let's get a dog."
"I'm more of a cat person."
Naruto chuckled. "Let's get both."
Sasuke huffed a laugh, then lifted his head to kiss him. "Fine."
And then he was rolling off the other man and pulling him back into his arms. He wasn't sure if they were moving too fast, especially as men who were still exploring their feelings for each other. But the decision to live with Sasuke felt so right. And he was always the type to follow his heart rather than think too hard on things. Smiling more to himself, he made a promise he would do everything in his power to make Sasuke the happiest man int he world.
A/N: I take way too long to update. And I'm so sorry for that. DX
But, I do have the next two chapters already written and completed, so it's going to be a bulk update. Some more drama that shouldn't be too bad. And then I already have the next chapter after these other two already planned out, so hopefully I can get it written soon too. Sooooo, hopefully you guys enjoy the next chapters! :D