AN: Sorry about the delay here. I ran into a bout of writer's block. With that said, I hope you all enjoy this next chapter.

Chapter 11: A Night Out

"I'm just saying, we've been here for so long already and we've never once gone out to hit the town," Yang said. She was walking to class with Ichigo, Blake, and Pyrrha. Rukia had left before them like usual. "So I say tonight, we go out!"

"Sounds fun!" Pyrrha said happily, but Ichigo and Blake just looked at her skeptically.

"What's with that look?" Yang asked. "Come on, let your hair down and live a little!"

"I can't," Ichigo said. "My family wants me for something tonight."

"Do I have to?" Blake asked.

"Do it or I'll tell the whole class about your smut," Yang threatened, grinning devilishly.

"A night out? That sounds like a great idea!" Blake said quickly, panic evident in her voice.

"Thought so."

"You better keep that crap away from my sisters," Ichigo said to her sternly.

"It's not smut!" Blake said indignantly. "And even if it were, I keep it hidden so their eyes are safe." They had reached the door to the classroom, and the sight they were greeted with made them all pause in total confusion.

There in the doorway stood Orihime. She had he arms crossed in front of her chest, looking like she was trying to reach for her opposite shoulders.

"Bwahahahaha!" She laughed in an exaggerated manner.

"Huh?" they all said simultaneously.

"Aw, you guys barely reacted," she whined.

"I think Orihime's finally lost it," Yang observed.

"The poor thing, and so young, too," Blake said sympathetically, while Pyrrha simply nodded sadly.

"Don't you guys know where it's from?" Orihime asked the group.

"Uh, Spirit Hunter?" Ichigo guessed. Orihime smiled brightly at him, clapping her hands together.

"Yeah, isn't that show just the best? Come on then, Ichigo! Join in with me!" She moved her arms to cross them and start laughing again, but Tatsuki appeared behind her, grabbed her arms, and lifted them straight up.

"Bonzai!" the black-haired girl shouted to stop the strawberry-blonde.

"Oh hey, Tatsuki. What's the matter?" Orihime asked innocently.

"Let's go already. You can 'Bwahaha' with me. Now move!" Ichigo and his roommates were just stunned.

"Yo, guys," Keigo's voice rang out behind them. "Keigo here!"

"And Mizuiro!" Chad was there, too, but he just grunted. All three of them struck the same pose that Orihime did earlier. Keigo and Mizuiro started the same exaggerated laugh that she did, but Chad remained silent.

"Oh God, it's spreading!" Yang shouted in horror.

"So, what's Spirit Hunter?" Yang asked once everything calmed down. They were standing near the window to get away from everyone 'Bwahaha'-ing each other.

"It's this popular show about some goofy hack named Don Kanonji who hunts ghosts. I never cared for it, but my dad and Yuzu love it."

"Oh, we had some of those ghost hunter shows back home," Yang said. "Ruby and I would watch them sometimes."

"They were all bogus, though," Blake said. "I mean, everyone knows ghosts aren't real." Everyone looked at her kinda funny.

"Blake, I think you're forgetting that we're ghosts," Pyrrha said, causing the black-haired Faunus to blush in embarrassment.

"I actually did forget that for a second," she said sheepishly.

"Hey, guys," Keigo said after approaching them. "So are you going to the 'Spirit Hunter' broadcast?"

"No," Ichigo answered instantly.

"We had other plans," Yang elaborated.

"What?! It's the best TV show in Japan. And it's going to be broadcasting live from Karakura. You live in this town, guys. You'd have to be dead to miss it."

"Guess that makes us zombies," Ichigo said, fully aware of just how true that was of the three girls next to him. "Get lost."

"But I already went to the trouble of asking Rukia to go," Keigo said, gesturing towards the girl in question.

"Hi, everyone," she said cutely, and curtsied.

"Come on, Rukia," Keigo said, striking the odd pose from before. "Bwahahaha." She shook her head sheepishly.

"No. I'd be too embarrassed to do it."

"Well I see her acting's gotten better," Ichigo muttered under his breath.

Ichigo was greeted at his home by the absolute last thing he ever wanted to see.

"Bwahahahahaha!" his dad and Yuzu laughed at him, performing the same stupid pose as everyone else, while Karin looked like she was wondering what she did to deserve getting stuck with the weirdest family in the world.

Oh, no, he thought. Well, I can take a guess why they wanted me to be here tonight. Why me?

"Ichigo, you're coming with us to the 'Spirit Hunter' taping, right?" Yuzu asked her brother.

"Why the hell should I?"

"Aw, please?" Yuzu asked pleadingly. "I really want us all to go as a family."

"I'd really rather not. Can't you just take Karin?"

"Oh no you don't!" Karin yelled at him. "They're already forcing me to go to that stupid show! You're not getting out of it, too!"

"Oh, come on!"

"Ichigo," his father said finally. "As your father, I am hereby ordering you to go with us to the taping of 'Spirit Hunter' tonight!"

"Fine," he grumbled, and as soon as he relented, his father and sister struck that stupid pose and started laughing again.

This is it, he thought. This is what Hell looks like.

"I can't believe you're going to willingly subject yourself to that torment," Blake said to Ichigo, her voice full of pity for the poor boy. They were in his bedroom, and the girls had changed out of their uniforms.

"Honestly," he said, "it wouldn't have taken much to convince me to go."

"Really?" Pyrrha asked. "This really doesn't seem like the kind of thing you would have any interest in attending."

"Trust me, I don't. I would just really hate to disappoint Yuzu. She really loves that show, and I know she'll be really happy to share it with me, so I figure I can bite the bullet this one time."

"You're a really great older brother, you know that?" Yang complimented him, causing him to blush faintly at the praise.

"Anyway," he coughed. "Can I convince you guys to go? It would be nice to have some friends there that haven't completely lost their minds."

"Nope," Yang responded, putting emphasis on the "p". "I was serious about us going out tonight. You'll just have to suffer without us."

"I'll be going with Ichigo," Rukia said, surprising everyone. "What? I already told Keigo I would go, and I need to keep up appearances."

"You poor thing," Blake said pityingly.

"I don't know," Rukia said. "I think it might be kind of fun." Everyone looked at her in absolute horror.

"Oh, no," Yang said. "We lost Rukia! Quick! Let's go before we catch the stupid!" The girls ran towards the window and prepared to jump out of it. "And Ichigo, if you come back 'Bwahaha'-ing, don't worry. We'll put you out of your misery."

"I'm not gonna lie, I think that would be best," he said as the girls jumped out the window and ran away from his house as fast as their legs could carry them.

Yang absolutely loved the feel of a city at night. The lights, the sounds of people partying, the feel of enjoying yourself with reckless abandon. Truly, it was exploring a city at night when she felt truly alive. Or rather, it would be, if the two girls she was with were the night owl type, which they clearly weren't. They had stopped running, and had adopted a leisurely stroll, and the other two girls just looked at her expectantly.

"So, what did you have in mind, Yang?" Pyrrha asked.

"Yeah," Blake agreed. "Pyrrha and I aren't exactly the 'go-out-and-hit-the-town' kind of girls."

"Well," Yang said, "When I went out back home, I would usually just dance in the seediest bar I could find until someone tried to flirt with me. Then I'd just beat them up." She noticed the looks of scrutiny the other girls were shooting her. "But, uh, yeah, I don't think that'll work with you two."

"Why am I not surprised that's how you spent your free time?" Blake asked rolling her eyes.

"Hey, at least I go out and have fun. You just read all day."

"Because it's what I enjoy doing, you barbarian," Blake said jokingly.

"Now, now," Pyrrha said. "Why don't we find something a little less… violent to do?"

"Fine, if you want to be boring," Yang relented. "So, any ideas? We don't exactly know all the best hot-spots in this town." The girls turned a corner and spotted a convenience store.

"Why don't we try asking in there?" Pyrrha suggested.

"It's as good a plan as any," Blake said.

Chad stood in the convenience store, perusing the shelves. He was supposed to meet up with Keigo and Mizuiro at the old hospital, where the filming would take place, and decided to grab a few snacks for the show.

For reasons he couldn't explain, he felt a twinge of disappointment earlier that day when he heard that the new girls weren't going to be there, Blake in particular. There was something about her that just drew him to her, but he couldn't put his finger on what. On top of that, he began to experience weird memories. Memories with her. He could vaguely recall fighting alongside her, and he especially remembered her outfit. In his memories, she had been wearing a really short black yukata that showed off her slender legs, and he blushed at the thought of how cute she looked. But, he had never seen her wear something like that. Nor had they ever fought together. So where were these jumbled memories coming from? He decided to put these thoughts aside for now, and grabbed a few bags of chips before making his way towards the register. Turning around, he didn't notice that someone was standing right behind him. Of course, he bumped into them.

"Sorry," he said automatically.

"Oh no, it's fine," a familiar voice replied. He turned around and saw beautiful long, black hair, and that adorable bow on top. He saw the white jacket that left her stomach exposed. He saw the tight black pants. And he saw her.

"Blake," he said surprised.

"Yasu—uh, Chad," she said. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm just getting some stuff to take to the show. Are you going, too?"

"No, I'm stopping in here with my friends." They just kind of stood there awkwardly until her blonde and redhead friends turned the corner and saw them.

"There you are, Blake," Yang said, then noticed the giant next to her. "Oh, hey Chad. Fancy running into you." He grunted in response. Blake explained to her that Chad was looking for some stuff to bring to the show, and the girls explained that they were just going out, but didn't really know what to do. That's when Yang had an idea. "Hey, Chad, you wouldn't be willing to show us around, would you?"

"I'm supposed to meet Keigo and Mizuiro at the filming," he said. He was taken aback when Yang suddenly grabbed hold of his left arm tightly, wrapping her arms around it.

"Yang!" Blake yelled in embarrassment. Chad could only wonder what the blonde was doing.

"Come on, please?" Yang asked. "I'm sure you can make it up to Keigo and Mizuiro later."

"Um," he couldn't really find any words to say in this situation.

"Pyrrha, little help here," Pyrrha giggled and grabbed hold of Chad's other arm, and the two girls started dragging him towards the exit.

"Guys, wait!" Blake yelled, trying to stop them.

"You can thank me later," Yang said to her with a wink. Chad still couldn't think of anything to say, and just looked at the girls with his mouth open. This was not at all how he expected his night to go. "So, Chad, you know any night clubs?"

As it turned out, he did in fact know of a night club. It was a quaint little place popular with students. As such, it didn't really meet Yang's usual standards, a fact she made known, as they couldn't serve alcohol. As the quartet entered, they were greeted by the flashing lights, loud music, and moving bodies that one would expect from a club. This particular club also served food, and booths lined the walls, with a dance floor in the center of the room that was currently packed with students. The teenagers still piling into this room despite the supposed "best T.V. show in Japan" being filmed in the same town just reaffirmed to Blake that "Spirit Hunter" was probably not that great of a show. Her classmates just had horrible taste.

The four teens found a table to sit down at, and started some friendly conversation. They spent close to a half an hour just shooting the breeze. The entire time, Yang had noticed the obvious tension that existed between Chad and her Faunus friend. She decided that she needed to do something about that.

"Hey Pyrrha, I'm going to get some food. Why don't you come with me?" She asked to her redheaded friend.

"Um, OK," Pyrrha said uncertainly.

"I'll go too," Blake moved to get up, but Yang stopped her.

"No, you sit right here and talk to Chad." The blonde and redhead walked towards the counter to place their food order, but Pyrrha stopped Yang to talk to her. Thanks to her Faunus ears, Blake heard everything they said.

"Why did you stop Blake from following us?" Pyrrha asked.

"Because the sexual tension between those two is driving me insane," Yang responded, causing Blake to immediately blush upon hearing it. "They need to get some alone time."

Damn it, Yang, Blake thought.

"Uh, Blake? You OK? Your face is red," Chad said. She coughed nervously to try to dispel her embarrassment.

"Uh, yeah," she said awkwardly. "I'm just not really used to this kind of environment. Yang's always been the party animal."

"Have you known them a long time? Yang, Pyrrha, and Rukia?" he asked, and she couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised at his apparent interest in learning more about her.

"Yeah, we went to the same school before, uh, transferring here. We met Rukia right after we got here." He simply nodded in understanding. A brief awkward silence fell between the two of them. Blake couldn't help but think about the "sexual tension" comment Yang made earlier and began to wonder if there was any merit. Did Chad feel as awkward as she did? She would be lying to herself if she said she didn't think he was handsome, and she definitely admired his strength and desire to protect others. Did he feel the same way? If Yang noticed a tension, then there must be something noticeable from Chad's side. Was it possible that he had an interest in her? She honestly wasn't sure how to feel about that. She would definitely feel happy about it, but there was a hint of uncertainty, too.

She didn't have whole lot of experience with this sort of thing. There was Adam, but looking back, that relationship was obviously as toxic as relationships could possibly get. Sun had clearly seemed interested back on Remnant, but she always got the impression that his feelings were more than a little superficial. She always felt that his attraction to her was more because she was a physically attractive Faunus girl than anything to do with her personality. If Chad was interested in her, it could only be because of who she was as a person, since he had no idea about her Faunus heritage, or even what a Faunus was. If it was true, and he was genuinely interested in her for her, then it had the potential to be exactly what she'd always been looking for. Someone who accepted her fully for who she was, not what she was.

But then her excitement was quickly replaced by anxiety. He might possibly accept her and have an interest in her now, but how would he feel if he ever saw her ears? How would anyone from this world respond to seeing her ears? The Faunus didn't exist in this world. Would he not care about her animal parts? Or would he think she was a freak?

She was overthinking things. The only indication she had that Chad might be interested was the fact that Yang seemed to think that he was. For all she knew, he might not actually feel that way and she was just letting Yang get to her. There was no point in dwelling on these thoughts until she had some real indication of how he felt. She realized that she had spent a long time thinking, and the awkward silence had been allowed to grow to very uncomfortable size. She decided to try and keep a conversation going.

"So, why do people call you 'Chad'?" she asked.

"Ichigo gave me the name," he said. "When I met him I wrote my name down and he misread 'Sado' as 'Chad'. It stuck." This made Blake giggle a little bit.

"Yeah, that sounds like something he would do." Blake struggled to come up with something else to keep the conversation going, when mercifully, Yang and Pyrrha returned with four large plates of chicken wings. Blake hadn't realized how hungry she was until she saw the food.

"So, how was it?" Yang whispered to Blake. "Any passionate confessions while we were gone?"

"No, Yang, we just talked," Blake responded with annoyance, causing Yang to shake her head in disappointment. In no time at all, the four were conversing again while they ate their wings. After they finished all of them, Yang decided they had been sitting around for too long, and dragged Pyrrha out to the dance floor. Immediately the two of them caught the eyes of several of the men in the room, mostly Yang.

Yang's dancing was, in a word, breathtaking. She clearly had a lot of experience, and Blake had no doubt that she could very well have become a world-famous dancer if being a Huntress didn't pan out. Her rhythm was perfect, and her moves were nothing short of enticing. Her figure guaranteed that several men in the room were practically drooling over themselves, and the ones who brought dates now had girls fuming at the gorgeous blonde that stole their boyfriends' attention. She danced for a few minutes before looking back at Blake and Chad, still sitting at their table. She sauntered over to them, her confidence through the roof now that she was back in her element and hogging the spotlight. She was enjoying every second of it.

"Come on, girl," she said to Blake. "I know you know how to dance. You two get up here."

"I don't know how to dance," Chad said.

"Don't worry," the Blonde said. "I'm sure Blakey will be more than happy to teach you." She grabbed both of them by the hands and dragged them up to the dance floor. Blake suddenly found herself wishing that her preferred outfits covered up her stomach. Dancing in front of Chad with her midriff exposed was not something she felt entirely comfortable with. But this was a perfect opportunity to really spend some time with him as she walked him through the paces, and soon the two were moving around the dance floor like practiced partners. She had to admit, Chad was a natural. She was secretly grateful to Yang for pushing them to dance together. She really was having a lot of fun, and he seemed to be, too, if the small, almost imperceptible smile that graced his otherwise stoic features was any indication. And so they danced, and danced on.

Blake was very surprised at just how much fun she had at the club. They had been there for a few hours, to her surprise. It was pretty late in the night, and Chad had long since missed the "Spirit Hunter" taping, but Yang still had more energy to burn. She was dragging Chad along by the arm again, trying to see if he knew anything else they could do. Blake ended up lagging behind the group a little bit, lost in thought while reminiscing about the club. Of all the guys in the club drooling over Yang, Chad was conspicuously not one of them. Add to that the fact that he seemed to genuinely enjoy dancing with Blake and only Blake, and the raven-haired Faunus thought there might be a genuine possibility that he might be interested in her. Honestly, the thought excited her. Before she could dwell on it further, however, the last thing she ever expected happened.

Someone suddenly grabbed her left arm from behind her and wrenched it behind her back, also pulling her body towards the person who grabbed her. At the same time, something cold and metal was pressed up against her neck. She yelped in surprise, causing the others to turn around to see what the problem was.

"Blake!" Yang yelled. A large group of people walked past Blake's field of view and surrounded the group of teenagers. The one thing stopping her friends from doing anything was the fact that the metal object against her throat was a knife. With Blake held hostage, her friends, Yang especially, fought their impulse to immediately come to her aid. They stood there, as tense as could be, as the group slowly surrounded them.

Blake counted 8 of them, including the one holding her hostage. They carried an assortment of weapons. Two others had knives, two had baseball bats, one had a set of brass knuckles, and two had pipes. In addition, some of them had ropes hanging from their belt loops, and Blake dreaded what these thugs were planning to do with those.

"Let's all stay calm here," the thug restraining her said in a hoarse voice. "Yasutora Sado, right?" he asked, addressing Chad. The giant nodded in response. The thug chuckled.

"Our friends told us about you. They smacked you around a couple weeks ago. It sounded like fun, so we wanted a little piece of the action. What a surprise to find you with these absolute babes," he said, licking his lips right next to Blake's ear, causing her to recoil in disgust, but his grip was firm, preventing her from getting too far. "After we take you out, we're going to have a little fun with these little ladies here." The thugs all chuckled creepily, and Yang and Pyrrha visibly tensed even more, there faces contorting into disgusted snarls. Chad's emotions were as usual unreadable. He took a step forward, and the thugs raised their weapons.

"Hey, jackass!" one of them shouted. "What do you think you're doing?"

"It's fine, guys,' the thug holding Blake said smugly. "This guy's a pussy. He doesn't even fight back." Chad continued to approach, as the other thugs laughed. Chad stopped in front of the thug and stared at him.

"Let her go," Chad sad calmly.

"Oh, yeah?" the thug said. "I'll tell you what: if you kneel down like the bitch you are and let us wail on you, I might consider it." Blake couldn't help but give Chad a reassuring smile. She knew something these thugs didn't. Chad might not fight back to defend himself, but these goons had made the mistake of threatening somebody else. Somebody that he quite possibly really cared about. She felt nothing but pure satisfaction as Chad's fist came flying at insane speeds to punch the thug holding Blake right in the face, forcing him to let go of the raven-haired Faunus. She gave him a word of gratitude before rejoining the other girls. She reached into her pockets and drew her retractable knives. Yang strapped on her brass knuckles, and Pyrrha drew her telescoping staff.

"God damn it!" the thug that previously held Blake hostage yelled. "Get them!"

Blake honed in on two of the thugs, one of the ones with a bat and one with a knife. She turned her knives to their sides so her strikes would connect with the flat of the blades. After all, it wouldn't do to kill them, unsavory motives or not.

She charged at the thug with the bat, dodging a clumsy swing, and hit him in the wrist with the flat of her knife, making him drop his weapon. While he gripped his wrist in pain, she delivered a spinning kick to the side of his head, knocking him out instantly. She may not have an Aura anymore, but clearly her Huntress training was more than enough to deal with a few average humans that had no idea who they were messing with. She looked at the other thug with a smug look on her face, and he became visibly nervous after she made short work of his friend.

His fear made him reckless. In his recklessness, he charged at her, attempting to stab at her with his knife. She ducked underneath his knife, but she didn't expect that he was so unaccustomed to using it that he would stumble. She was barely aware of a tugging sensation above her head, but she paid it no mind as she delivered two quick attacks to the thug's throat. He clutched at his neck, gasping for breath, when she kicked him in the head as well, knocking him out. She looked back to her friends to see that they had taken down their foes just as easily. She was going to congratulate her friends, but then she saw Chad. He was looking at her with wide eyes, and his mouth hanging open. She instantly felt sheer dread, and her hands immediately shot up to the top of her head.

Instead of the familiar fabric of her bow, she felt the velvety fur of her cat ears. Her exposed cat ears. She realized what the tugging feeling she felt earlier was. When the thug stumbled, his knife had gotten snagged on her bow, and pulled if off her head. She looked back at Chad in horror, and did the one thing she knew she was best at.

She ran.

She felt so ashamed of herself. After thinking she had made so much progress, she still went back to her old ways and ran once she was faced with Chad finding out about her ears. She didn't wait to talk to him, she didn't explain, she didn't see his actual reaction, she just ran. She didn't have a destination in mind, she just wanted to get away. She eventually found her way to a rooftop and just sat on the edge, hugging her knees against her chest. Her cat ears twitched as the breeze brushed up against them, now that they were free.

Damn it, she thought. I'm so pathetic. She rested her face against her knees. Of course my damn ears ruined this. Who was I fooling? Of course this world could never accept a Faunus. She couldn't hold it anymore. Under the light of the moon, she finally gave in and wept. She sat there, wallowing in her self-pity, when she heard the door to the roof opened. She assumed it was her blonde friend.

"Yang, I really don't want to talk about it right now," she said. The person she was talking to didn't answer, and just walked towards her. She didn't turn to look at them, and just kept staring at the city. Suddenly, a pristine white ribbon was dangled in front of her face. She followed the hand holding it, and was surprised to find not her boisterous blonde best friend, but a tall, brown-haired boy.

Chad opened the door to the roof and saw her sitting on the edge. He picked up the new white ribbon he picked up for her and walked towards her.

"Yang, I really don't want to talk about it right now," she said without looking at him, clearly thinking he was her blonde friend. He continued walking towards her, and dangled the new white ribbon in front of her face. She followed his hand back to his face and looked at him surprised. He could tell from the misty look in her eyes that she had been crying. She took the ribbon from him wordlessly, and gestured her head towards the ledge next to her. He sat down.

"So, I'm guessing that since you keep them covered up, those ears are real?" he asked. She nodded.

"I've had to put up with all kinds of hatred my entire life because of these stupid ears," she said. "Back home, they used all kinds of cruel words to put me down. 'Freak', 'animal', 'monster'. I hoped things would be different when I came here, but it's the same no matter where I go." She wiped the tears from her eyes. "So, you think I'm a freak, don't you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I saw the look on your face when you saw my ears. You were so shocked. I'm a freak, aren't I?"

"No. I could never think that about you." His words surprised her. "Actually…" He didn't finish his thought, and looked away in embarrassment.

"What?"

"I looked so shocked because of how cute you looked," he said with a huge blush on his face. She looked absolutely gobsmacked. Then she started laughing. "What's so funny?"

"It's just, out of all the names I've been called throughout my life because of these ears, I think this is the first time that 'cute' has ever been one of them." She was able to stop laughing, and looked back at him. On her face was the biggest, brightest, most beautiful smile he had ever seen. "Thank you, Yasu."

"'Yasu'?" he asked, causing her to blush.

"D-Do you not like that nickname?" He chuckled.

"I like it. It feels right, for some reason." She reached up to tie the new white ribbon around her ears, but he stopped her. "You don't need to cover them up for me. I'd rather see you as yourself." She smiled again, and looked up at the sky.

"The moon is so beautiful," she said quietly.

"Yeah," he said. "Beautiful." He wasn't looking at the moon. He was only looking at her.

AN: God, such a cheesy ending! I'm sorry about that. I honestly feel like this chapter could have been better, but like I said before, I got hit with writer's block. By the time I finally knew what I wanted to do, I just wanted to get it written to avoid taking any more time getting this finished. That's also why this chapter is a little shorter than the others. The encounter with the thugs was also supposed to be a bit more tense before the fight started, but then I realized that common hoodlums are genuinely no threat to these characters.

That said, I knew from the start that this chapter was going to be used to develop Chad and Blake's relationship, and I've got to say, I am more in love with this pairing now than ever before. I also decided to throw in a little detail that Yang is a very talented dancer. Also, Blake has a new bow!

I mentioned in a previous AN that I was hit with a sudden inspiration for another RWBY Crossover fic. I finally have an idea of the plot for that one, so expect that to start in the coming weeks. I'm not sure I'm ready to announce exactly what it will be, but I will say it will not be a crossover with Bleach, or any other anime for that matter. I'll need to take a brief break to watch the next few episode of Bleach to plan out the next few chapters, and in the meantime, I'll get started on the next story. The next story will be slow to upload at first since I will be focusing most of my attention on this fic. I'm pretty excited about the new one though, and I hope it will be something you guys will really enjoy.

As always, thank you guys so much for reading! I'll see you next chapter.