Here you go guys, the 14th chapter! I think I might have released it faster than I normally do since it hasn't been, like, three months ._. Well, either way, sorry that this chapter did take a little while to be published. I hope you all enjoy it.

Oh, and guess what!

I'M ALMOST FINISHED THIS STORY! YEAH BABY ;D

XD I started this story how long ago and it's just now starting to get finished? FAIL.

Well, whatever, I'm still proud. I estimate that it will be another hmmm... four chapters until the end? Tell you what, I'll try really, really hard to get the next chapters out quickly, and then hopefully I'll post the finale on Christmas. What do you guys say to that? ;3

But for that to happen, you guys have to REVIEW!

Oh, and another thing. Have you guys heard that they've officially released the teaser trailer for the Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood movie? I'm so STOKED! I can't wait until it comes out! Unfortunately, that won't be until Summer 2011 -_-

Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist or any of its characters. I only own the plot and my OCs.

It feels like complete bliss is overwhelming my entire system until everything barely even comprehends to my brain. I couldn't hear anything, let alone feel the floor beneath my feet. I'm not completely numb, however, since I can still feel the coldness sinking in through my shirt. The two arms are wound tightly around my smaller frame with my slender arms wrapped firmly around his neck, right to the point of where there is no space between the two of us. Our mouths work against each other in an amateur fashion, tongues meshing together in each other's mouths.

My head spins when he wins the passionate war, one hand coming to grip the back of my head so it stays in place. The only thing that's keeping me on my feet is the steel arm still gripping my waist, which is somehow still bringing me closer to his body.

A sudden loud thwack on the desk in front of me is all it takes for me to jump out of my daydream. Looking up, my surprised green orbs meet Izumi's fiery gaze, and I immediately sink down into my chair, cheeks suddenly burning a nice crimson. The surrounding kids – excuse me, teenagers – start giggling at the scenario, and in their minds they must be thinking that this isn't out of the ordinary for me. Izumi, on the other hand, couldn't be more unamused, and the glare I'm receiving assures me of that.

"Please pay attention in class," She barks, the 'please' so perfectly pronounced – in a snarky kind of way.

I nod slowly, nervously watching as she removes her ruler from my desk top and returns to the front of the class to continue the lesson. Mel shoots me an exasperated look and I catch it out of the corner of my eye, too nervous to actually look at her and see it properly. Izumi may be my friend, but that doesn't mean she won't beat me if she finds it necessary.

As I subconsciously begin to jot down the notes, my mind drifted elsewhere. Well, more specifically, to the daydream I had. It wasn't exactly a daydream as much as it was a memory. Those things I felt I have really felt and it's all because of the person I was daydreaming of.

It's been a little while since I confronted Edward, and since then things have been going smoother. The two of us aren't tense around each other anymore, and Al says that we're even more affectionate. That doesn't mean that the two of us still don't fight or argue with each other anymore, it's quite the opposite actually, but there are the odd times when our relationship actually resembles that of a couples. There's the hugging from behind Ed does in the morning sometimes, the cuddling when we research in the living room, and at least once or twice we've held hands. Then, of course, there's the kissing.

Ed and I both haven't really kissed anybody before. I have had a few experiences, but none of them have ever been all too deep. Edward, however, has probably never kissed anybody in his entire life. He might've, but I can't know for sure, can I? Well, because of that, whenever we find each other reasonably alone, we find ourselves...practicing, you could say. The first time we began our sessions, I was actually very shocked, for both obvious and unexpected reasons. I was shocked because I wasn't used to it, and shocked for the fact that Ed actually wasn't that bad at it. Now a few days later, even though it's still pretty amateur, he's shocking me again at how much he's improved in that little time.

Unfortunately, Al has the bad habit of finding us in these sessions. I'm surprised he isn't used to it already.

Another thwack echoes in the now empty classroom, followed by a yelp as I raise my hands to the top of my head. Izumi continues to brandish her ruler threateningly, eye twitching in annoyance, "Class is over. I don't even have to ask to know you didn't pay attention to the end of the lesson."

Laughing nervously, I shoot her an apologetic smile and begin to pack up my things. School has been back in session for a little while now as well, and since the first day it was back in to today, Izumi and I have been catching up a little bit. It surprises me to know that she continuously keeps in contact with me, as well as that she takes interest in both the research the brothers and I are doing to our personal lives.

I inwardly cringe at that thought, freezing momentarily in packing up my supplies. Izumi, Nicoule, Mel, Zach, each and everyone one of them has been more than curious about what has recently been going on in my household. Nicoule, unsurprisingly, figured the whole thing out from the start, figuring out that Edward and Alphonse were secretly the people that she knew as well as Mel and me. When asked about it, she merely said she could just tell from looking at them, and after a while of bribing and threatening, she got Mel to confirm her suspicions. Now, however, since Mel doesn't know, Nicoule is unable to figure out the situation between Edward and me, and let me tell you she couldn't be less than pleased. Melina has even gotten quite irritable after receiving the repetitive answer of 'nothing'. Izumi, on the other hand, has nearly beaten me to a pulp on multiple occasions.

The reason why I won't tell is simple; Ed and I agreed right away that we didn't want others to know just yet, or maybe at all. Alphonse could know, but only because he lives with us, as well as that Ed trusts his younger brother with everything. I understood that, and agreed to let him in on this, especially since I owed him for some of the things he's done to help me out. It's only fair to let the young boy in on this.

Well, the reaction Alphonse supplied us definitely surprised Edward, but somehow I saw it coming. Al is a bright person, and all I could do was chuckle softly when he exclaimed "I knew it!" when Ed told his brother about us. Ed, on the other hand, nearly had a panic attack at his younger brother's observation, and proceeded to question him thoroughly about how he had figured it all out. It was quite an amusing sight.

Izumi snaps her fingers in front of my face, catching me off guard yet again. Although it wasn't a painful smack – which I'm very thankful for – the sound still makes me jump. She sighs at my reaction, shaking her head and crossing her arms across her chest, wrinkling the white blouse she wore slightly.

"You think far too much, Kat," She tells me, shaking her head slowly.

"I have a lot to think about," I reply, shrugging. Picking up my supplies from the desk top, I move around her and toward the entrance of the classroom. Stopping at the door when I hear her call out to me softly, I turn to her, "Yeah?"

"How about we go out for some coffee after school today?" Izumi asks me. I eye her suspiciously. "It's just a get-together, nothing more. Besides, I'll be able to help you on some questions you have about that research of yours," She reassures me, but I still caught the gleam in her dark eyes.

Sighing, I give in, and nod. She smiles in satisfactory, then waving a hand of dismissal and sending me on my way. I have a feeling today is going to be a long day...

I shift nervously in my chair across from Izumi, staring down into the dark depths of my coffee. In front of us, laid out for her to see, is some notes I stole from the coffee table when I got home from school before setting out to a nearby cafe. I only wanted to drop off my bag, but then decided to grab the notes for her to look over. Her opinion actually really matters, considering how Izumi used to be an alchemist herself before coming to this world. Wasn't she better than Edward and Alphonse as well?

Izumi's eyes scan over each page, every now and then taking a sip of her own hot drink. It remains silent as she does this, and it's almost suffocating since the cafe we sit in isn't really that busy. All I can do is sit there, waiting for her to say something, and continuously shift uncomfortable. If she notices this, she doesn't seem to mind, or maybe ignores it, or maybe she hasn't noticed. Besides, I think she'd hit me if I continuously shift like this.

After what seems like forever, she sets down the papers and takes another sip of her drink, before saying, "Well, what the three of you have gotten down seems pretty good. I can tell what the brothers and you have written out, considering the extremely different handwriting, and it's obvious that the boys know more than you."

"They were alchemists. How could I ever live up to their standard when I've lived in this world all my life?" I shrug.

She ignores me, and continues, "There's something missing though. You have ideas concerning both this worlds alchemy and theirs, but what about the array? Not only that, but what if this ends up including some sort of sacrifice?"

I stare down hard at the table top. I never thought about a sacrifice. The array, yes, even Ed and Al have thought of them and have been continuously trying to come up with something. However, the sacrifice part hadn't crossed my mind, but what if it had for Ed and Al? What if they had already discussed that, while I wasn't around? It's not impossible, since I have been at school lately.

"Another question," Izumi begins again, making me look back up at her, "What are you going to do about this?"

"I...I don't know..." I answer honestly, looking back down again, "I haven't really thought about it..."

Izumi takes another sip, leaving me a few more moments to think, and even though it doesn't seem like much time, it feels like years. Afterwards, she gives me a stern stare, tapping the notes with one finger.

"I don't think you'd be able to let Edward go so carelessly," She states.

"There's Al too," I point out.

Sighing, she shakes her head, "I'm implying that you don't care for Al as much as you care for Ed."

"Not true! Al is like a brother to me, while Ed is-" I snap my mouth shut, effectively cutting myself off. Izumi raises an eyebrow, a sly smirk slowly slithering its way across her face.

"What was that about Ed?" She taunts, the smirk – if possible – growing wider.

"Nothing. Never mind," I mumble, my face suddenly turning red.

"Oh, really? If Al is like your brother, but Ed is not, then what is Ed?" She questions.

I fidget again, darting my eyes around the room at just about everything, besides Izumi. She stays patient, unfortunately, keeping her dark, sly gaze even and staring at me straight on. Even though I'm not looking exactly at her, I can feel those eyes boring into me. I promised Ed, I repeat to myself. There is no way that Izumi of all people will be able to break me and make me tell everything. I am not afraid of her, although she can beat me to a bloody pulp if she so pleases... Nevertheless, I will survive and not tell! I am determined!

Izumi opens her mouth, about to say something, and lifts her hand.

"Okay, okay! I'll tell you! Just don't hit me!" I flinch, throwing my arms over my head.

Silence.

I peak over at the older woman to see her calmly sipping from her mug, the mug in which she had raised her hand to grab. Not to hit me.

Excuse me while I say:

FAIL.

Setting her mug back down, she grins evilly at me, "You are far too easy to trick, Kat."

"...I have a low pain tolerance," I mumble, recalling all the times Nicoule has beaten me for information, or the times when my sister beat me for annoying her.

"Now then, you said you were going to tell me?"

Sighing deeply, I quietly explain to her everything that has happened lately. She listened throughout the whole thing, never once putting in her own commentary. Right from the start of how Ed and I confessed, to the tense air, and right up until we have officially began to acknowledge our feelings a bit more seriously. Once I finish, she remains silent, sipping serenely at her drink and leaving me in silence. After she swallows the very last drop of her drink, and sets her mug on its saucer, she clears her throat.

Then proceeds to whack the side of my head, making my cheek throb in pain.

"OW!" I yelp.

"Do you know how stupid that was!" She shouts at me, ignoring the fact that I'm rubbing my head in pain. "Didn't you two consider the consequences?"

"Of course we have," I murmur, "Didn't I say that was the whole point of the awkward tension?"

"Yes, but you're not thinking about this seriously," She states.

"I don't care if I'm not taking this seriously," I retort, mustering up my most angry glare.

"Katrina-"

"Look, you can yell at me all you want, but I won't care. Ed and I have already figured out what we're doing, and that it'll probably hurt, especially if they find their way back. Then...Then if I can't see them go quietly, I'll just go with them!"

More silence.

Leaning back in her chair, Izumi smiles in satisfaction, "There's your answer."

"...Uh whaa?"

"I had asked you what you were going to do about this. There's your answer."

It took a little while for her words to sink in, and once they did, I deadpan in her direction. She merely laughs at my expression, shaking her head. So she pulled that whole stunt, just so I could figure what I would do. It was clever, I gotta say, but really sly.

"I'm home!" I call out into my house, kicking off my shoes and hanging up my coat. From the living room, I can hear the faint calls of acknowledgement.

Sighing, I allow a small smile to cross my features. Izumi and I had bid each other good-bye not long after she got that statement out of me, but not before she told me about how she had a faint idea about Edward and me from the start. She told me that she could tell of my feelings before the school went into Christmas break, just from gazing at my expression whenever I spoke of him. Now that school was back in session and I have been zoning out far more than usual, she knew that something must have been up. Unfortunately, she guessed correctly. Thank goodness that Nicoule or Mel has yet to do so.

After entering the living room, I return the research notes to their rightful places on the coffee table. I then flop down into my usual chair with a loud sigh, throwing my head back after I land on its soft cushion. This makes me receive a few odd looks from the brothers before I suddenly hear a gasp. Opening my eyes, I find Al jumping to his feet and coming over to me.

Lifting my head, I push the boys hands away, scrunching my eyebrows when my eyes meet his worried expression, "What? What's the matter?"

"Kat, why do you have a bruised cheek?" He exclaims at me, finally freeing his hands from my grasp so he could poke at my cheek.

The outburst seems to catch Ed's attention, since the older brother soon joins Al's side. He takes Al's place, leaning down in front of me. Grasping my chin with one hand, he turns my head to the side so that he can get a better look at my cheek. The two brothers examine the bruise that has blossomed in that general area, and while they do this, I try to shrink down in my seat to try and escape their sceptical gazes.

Taking Ed's wrists in my hands, I remove them from my face. Pushing them back toward his own body, I laugh nervously, standing and scooting toward the entrance of the living room.

"I'm fine, okay? Hardly noticeable at all!" I grin nervously, waving my hands around, "Can't even fee- OW!"

I whack Ed's hand away from my face after receiving a poke at my bruise. Placing a protective hand over the spot, I glare at the triumphant blonde.

"Can't even feel it, huh?"

"Shut up..."

Shaking his head, Ed grabs my hand and pulls me toward the kitchen, "We should put some ice on that before it gets any worse."

"But I'm fiiiinnnneee..." I moan, reluctantly allowing myself to be dragged along.

"Yeah, keep telling yourself that," Ed responds.

After letting go of my hand, he sends me a threatening look, plain out telling me that if I try to escape then he won't resist killing me. I sigh at that, leaning against the counter as he begins to dig through the freezer for some ice. Along with that, he grabs one of the towels hanging from the stove's handle, wraps the ice cubes in it before pressing it against my cheek. I wince at the sudden coldness, but end up grabbing the make-shift ice pack myself so that he won't have to hold it anymore.

He leans against the counter next to me, crossing his arms, "You want to tell me how you received that bruise?"

Izumi's laugh rings through my mind, the words she said as we left the cafe soon following: "Oh, sorry Kat! Guess I hit you harder than I meant to!"

I shake my head, "I fell."

"Liar."

"Dammit, you're turning into Mel!"

He resists from laughing out loud, instead he merely smirks, "But she's right. It is obvious when you lie."

"It's true, Kat," Al agrees, appearing in front of me, "Even I can tell when you lie."

"Great," I drawl sarcastically.

"Seriously Kat, what happened?" Al asks worriedly. One look at those worried, child-like eyes makes me break completely.

"I got hit, alright? It's no big deal," I say quietly, jerking my gaze to the side.

Yeah, cause getting hit by their old alchemy teacher who is supposed to be dead and is also my new teacher who has also been helping me is no big deal.

"Like Hell it isn't," Ed scoffs, and I can feel his stern look on the back of my head.

"Who hit you Kat?" Al questions, while ignoring his brother's comment.

Shrugging, I respond, "A person I know. It wasn't out of spite, if you're wondering. They were just trying to teach me a lesson. Well, more like made me unintentionally realize something." Sighing, I shake my head, before looking toward the brothers. "It's nothing you need to worry about, okay? I'm used to getting whacked by my friends," At this, I give a wry grin.

The brothers return it with hesitant smiles. If they bought what I told them, I really don't know, but all I can do is hope that they had. The two of them end up leaving me alone in the kitchen, where I then begin dinner and abandoning my ice pack on the counter. Throughout that time I thought back to what Izumi had made me realize, and I couldn't help but feel my insides twist uncomfortably. Edward and Alphonse may find their way back to their world, and once that happens, the two will not hesitate at jumping upon that opportunity. I always told myself that I would sit quietly and just watch them go, but apparently my heart has other ideas as it so clearly made known at the cafe today.

"Then if I can't see them go quietly, I'll just go with them!"

What really makes my stomach twist is actually telling the brothers about this self-proclaimed decision. I know that they will be shocked, and not only that, but I'm sure Edward won't be pleased about this idea. He'll go on this huge rant, I just know it. Al, on the other hand, would probably tell me 'no' in a calmer manner, though he'll most likely want to shake me back and forth and yell at me like I'm some sort of mad woman. They know this is dangerous just as much as I know that it could end up being a huge mistake. Thinking this has so many consequences that I can already foresee.

However, when I think about staying behind, then it seems like everything around me has just suddenly combust into flames and has taken my oxygen supply. I suddenly can't breathe, and it's as if the world as I know it will fall apart. Being without them would be far more painful than maybe losing a limb or two in the process of following the brothers to their world. The only problem would be trying to convince them of allowing me to go with them.

Later on, after dinner was served and a bit of research, I find myself in 'my' room. At this very moment, I'm laying on my back on the bed, the portable phones receiver pressed up against my ear, and an arm draped across my eyes to block out the world. Currently chatting my ear off is my mother, who had just recently reached some tropical island, and then decided to phone me to brag about it. While my own parents are off in luxury, I'm stuck in the snow. However, it isn't too bad, considering the special houseguests I have staying with me.

Speaking of special houseguests, one is currently laying at my side. Ed had joined me in 'my' room not long after I entered, where we eventually ended up lying on our backs to stare up at the ceiling. We were only talking about little things when my mom phoned, which must have been quite a while ago now, but Ed remains in his spot. Mismatched arms spread out as far as they could go at his sides, and I could feel his flesh fingers lightly brushing against my hip. Not only that, but I could also feel his golden stare locked on me, and knowing that makes my stomach do an odd flip.

"How are you doing, honey? Is school okay? Are there any troubles?"

"No, mom, I'm fine. School is fine, and there are no troubles. Everything has just been the usual."

"Well, are you lonely at all? If you are, then there's no pr-"

"I'm fine, mom!"

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. Look, everything's been fine. I'm not all too lonely, either."

"Your tone of voice implies something..."

"You're going crazy in your old age," I laugh, though I bear no doubt that my cheeks are turning pink. Darn mothers and their ESP.

"I'm not that old! Besides, I'm your mother, I can tell these things. So? What's been going on lately?"

"Nothing you need to worry about. I've just gotten some new friends is all."

"Friends with benefits it sounds like."

"No! Geez, I'd tell you if something like that was happening."

"Mmhmm, sure, you liar."

"Not you too. Why does everyone call me that?"

"Because it's true."

"Suurrree."

"Oh, your father is beckoning me. I have to go now, honey."

"Okay, mom. Talk to you later?"

"Absolutely."

"Okay. I love you."

"Love you too, baby girl."

With that said my mother hung up the phone and left me with silence from the other end of the phone. I sigh, clicking the portable phone off and tossing it somewhere else on the bed. Removing my arm from across my eyes, I gaze over at Ed while giving him an apologetic smile. When my mother wants to talk, she really wants to talk. Well, it's to be expected after not being able to talk to her for a while, since she hasn't been near a phone for a serious amount of time. It's good to know that she and dad are doing okay.

It was nearly painful talking to her at the same time though. Throughout most of the conversation, the thought of following Edward and Alphonse to their world drifted into my mind on multiple occasions, and with it brought the realization that I would have to leave behind my family and friends. That would be horrible. There has never been a time where I have been without my family or my friends, and thinking about leaving behind my main support beams is like a punch to the stomach. It knocks the air out of me, and I can feel a weird pain at the back of my eyes. They want to tear up at even considering this, but I don't have the strength to will up the tears.

"Are you okay?" Ed asks, his eyes flickering with confused worry when my face must have changed its expression.

I nod, "Fine. I guess I just miss my parents more than I want to admit."

Though that's not really what's bugging me so much, it's not technically a lie either. Ed seems to believe it anyways, and he smiles lightly. The smile sends a wave of regret washing through me, and I end up sighing before I even know what's happening. A part of me wants to tell Ed what I had realized at the cafe, while another part of me wants to just shut my mouth, smile and act like everything is fine. In all reality, this isn't fine. This is a moment where it's a die/die situation. If I tell, Ed will most likely get mad at me for even thinking it. If I don't tell, then the thoughts will probably just eat at me from the inside, until I completely crumble.

The rustle of fabric catches my attention, and I look over to see Ed now sitting up. One hand rests behind him to support him as he turns his upper body in my direction, one gold eyebrow quirked upwards in a questioning manner. His blonde hair is a little mussed from lying down, and the white shirt he's wearing is wrinkled. Yet the untidiness of his appearance is actually quite attractive, and I can feel my cheeks turning a light pink.

"It seems like there's more on your mind than just your parents," He points out, making me silently cuss in my mind. My green eyes look down at the bed sheets in an attempt at avoiding eye contact with Ed. This isn't a very smart idea because it makes it obvious that Ed's observations are correct. "Tell me, Kat. You can trust me."

With a dejected sigh, I sit upright as well, my body turned forwards instead of at Ed. I hang my head while placing a hand on my forehead, hoping that maybe it'll be able to stop the torrent of thoughts running through my mind. It doesn't help, and I'm left to reluctantly look over at Ed, chin rested in my hand with my elbow on my knee.

"Honestly, I just can't believe how complicated my life has gotten in just a month. I mean, it's not all that bad, but... I don't know. I don't really know how to describe it. I'm glad I met you and Al, and for other things, but something about all of this has me really choked up," I say softly, closing my eyes, "I had such an ordinary life that I had become accustomed to over the years right up until the point of where if something small changed I wouldn't know how to deal with it. Then you and Al came along and everything just got so fucked up that it's like this whole thing is some abstract painting; it makes no sense but you just go with it anyways."

I shake my head then as I try to rid myself of these thoughts. Re-opening my eyes, I allow a soft smile to cross my lips, "Sorry, I'm rambling. What's bugging me isn't anything all too important, as you can probably see."

Ed shakes his head in disagreement, "It's not that it's not important, it's just that you've been giving it too much thought. I did too when Al and I first found out we were in another world, but I got over it soon enough. Everything in our lives has already been so messed up that I just don't get too shocked after something unexpected happens. Like what's going on with us right now."

To emphasize his point, he reaches a hand out and brushes a stray strand of hair out of my face. My face heats up immediately at the contact, and, while ignoring the butterflies in my stomach, I lean into his touch ever so slightly. Though I may have said that the two of us are more affectionate, it doesn't mean that these moments aren't rare. The two of us are still a little bit shy about all of this. With one small touch, though, it triggers something in the both of us and whatever shyness we have is immediately forgotten. In some cases, however, it takes a little while to work up the nerve to initiate the first touch.

Lifting my hand to grip the one that's still cupping my cheek, I'm slightly thankful that it had been Ed's auto-mail hand to be pressed gently against my bruise. The cool metal makes the throb that has been there since earlier to disappear a bit, which is a comfortable relief. He moves closer then, getting as close as possible. He manages to get to the point of where his chest brushes against my arm every time he shifts. The coolness leaves my cheek; instead it goes to grip the back of my head. Leaning in, he pulls my head toward his, and it doesn't take a genius to figure out what he's going to do. So, closing my eyes, I turn slightly so my upper body faces his, and I press my lips firmly back against his.

The worries and complications I had throughout the day disappear in that one moment, and soon I find myself lost in the bliss I had daydreamed of only hours before.

Nicoule's POV

"God damn Mel...Making me hike through the snow alone..." I grumble to myself, the words coming out with large puffs of fog from my lips. The sky is nearly completely black, and the night is starting to get pretty cold. Nonetheless, I move forward, my boots crunching in the knee high deep snow as I hike up a hill leading toward a small home. Some of the lights are on, and I find myself getting attracted toward the one shining from one of the bedrooms. Smirking, I move forward faster, clutching the small electronic tightly in my hands.

I AM DETERMINED!

Slowly, I peak through a window that I could at least see over the sill, but only because I'm standing on a snow bank. Inside, two bodies sit on the one bed, and it appears that they must be talking. What I find intriguing, however, is that they are alone with the door shut. Not only that, but it seems that they are getting pretty chummy, judging how one of them has just touched the other in a much-more-than-a-friend kind of way.

Lifting my hands, I set the electronic on the window sill, clicking the bottom on the top. Immediately, a small red dot appears up in the corner of the screen, along with the capitol letters of 'REC'. While my eyes watch the two in person, the camera watches and captures it all through its lens. Soon, I find myself smirking even wider when I see the guy move closer, and then the two throw the saying of 'personal space' completely out the window when their lips meld together.

Chuckling lowly, my eyes glint evilly, "I knew it all along Kat, Edward. You two are horrible at hiding things."

And now I have BLACK-MAIL.

...

"Wait a second..."

...

"Holy shit, is that tongue!"

There you go the 14th chapter. XD I personally like the ending and I think I might've scarred Nicoule's mind with it. Oh well XD

This chapter has a lot of words O.o

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Well, it's 3:43 am in the morning... I've been working on this chapter for a long time...Brain too tired...Probably missed a few mistakes when reading it over...Sorry...Please tell me if there's anything I need to fix and I'll do so when I'm not half asleep x.x

I'm going to bed now.